#mako-muses

[tricksterthief]

akira blinked, hands still in his pockets as he gazed over at yusuke's new art piece. he'd been looking at it for a minute now, eyes trailing over every corner. he still had desire and hope hung up in his room back home, and he always felt a sense of comfort and strength from it.

 ❛ what is it? ❜  he asked, but despite his slight confusion there was only curiosity and interest in his voice. he didn't understand the art piece just yet, but he knew once yusuke explained it he'd be able to see it better.

「 starter for @mako-muses / yusuke! 〉

[dutifulsilence]

closed starter for @mako-muses

He's out of arrows - again. Exploring the Depths was difficult enough with its gloom-infecting monsters, but spreading brightblooms to light the way through used so many of his arrows if he wanted them to reach further.

He pulled out the PurahPad and checked his map - Zora's Domain was the closest place he could get arrows, but he hesitated. He really just wanted to go in and get out quickly, move on to the next shop to restock, but if Yona or Sidon caught sight of him, there'd be no 'quick' about it - not with the scrapes and bruises from the last bout with the monsters in the Depths.

Taking his chances, he selected the shrine beneath the Domain - teleworking there in no time. The ladder up was clear and, once he reached the top, he looked around briefly before heading to Cleff's shop.

Just in and out, that's the plan.

[chosenbythecrystal-archived]

@mako-muses​ continued from here.

Ignis had never talked to him like that before. He’d give lectures and let him know when he disapproved of his actions, but he’d never outright tried to stop him. At least not physically. The hand on his arm had been unexpected and it had even hurt a little. It was enough to make Noctis actually consider his words. Ignis looked serious – more serious than he’d ever seen him.

That didn’t change the fact that he wanted to find him. Ignis could be wrong. He might have seen his father cut down, but that didn’t mean he was dead. He could need their help. He could be bleeding out somewhere, waiting for someone to help him. He had to do something.

“Ignis, let go of me. That’s an order.”

Noctis wasn’t one for giving out orders or throwing around his authority, especially when his friends were involved, but he didn’t know what else to do. Ignis didn’t listen though. He only proceeded to drag him down the corridor. Noctis stumbled, almost tripping over his own feet before he regained his footing. The grip on his arm hadn’t loosened at all.

“What are you doing? Let go of me, dammit!”

[reveredhearts]

The Golden Compass starters ;

@mako-muses asked “The universe is full of intentions, you know. Everything happens for a purpose.” ((Ignis to Iris))

It’s been six years since Noctis went into the crystal, six years since the world became blanketed in this nonstop night, this ever-present darkness, and since then, in the duration of those years spent in between aiding those in need and rising to the title of Daemon Slayer, Iris has come to learn that... some things definitely tend to have a shitty outcome. Whether or not it's all for an actual purpose, though...

The youngest Amicitia looks up at Ignis, fixes her gaze on him for a moment, and presses her lips into a thin line in thought. Her gaze rests in particular on the scarring over his left eye, and not for the first time does Iris feel a twinge of... not pity, but rather pain, on his behalf. She knows his ties to Noctis, just as she knows her brother’s, and the way that what he did for Noctis was out of that sheer loyalty, the kind not... really found in any other kind of heart, and not really born out of any other kind of bond. 

The reason for a price such as the one Ignis paid at the time.

It still had to have hurt at the time, regardless. Even despite that price, though, Ignis never let the loss of his vision slow him down. He’d continued on. And admittedly, it's something Iris admires him for.

"Iggy, tell me something," she says softly after a moment, wrapping her fingers around the bottle of liquor she has resting nearby and lifting said bottle to take a swig before setting it back down and speaking again. "I'm curious. Do you actually believe that it's everything for a reason? Or just... some things?"

By now she's seen her fair share of combat — whether it's been on her own, or alongside her brother, or alongside Cor... she hasn't seen Prompto in some time. But last Iris heard, the guy was holding up on his own alright — and to accompany, her fair share of stories as well as scars now, too, at that. All things considered, if every scar has a story to go with it—

"Actually, let me rephrase, I'm sorry. Do you believe it's the bigger things, like our life-changing decisions, or is it every smaller detail that has its purpose, too?"

[chosenbythecrystal-archived]

((Mako-Muses)) ((Ignis)) 🎣

Send 🎣 to take my muse fishing

Sometimes Noctis felt guilty about going fishing when they had so much else going on, but they needed to eat, right? Besides, fishing had always calmed him and the last few days had been hectic. They all needed a little downtime today or they'd burn themselves out and get themselves killed when they were in battle.

Ignis had tagged along with him today. None of his friends ever joined in, but he couldn't go alone.

They'd been sitting there for a while when Noctis finally felt a tug at his line. He tensed slightly and braced himself as he began to reel it in. Whatever he'd caught was a big one. He was sure of that.

After a few minutes of fighting against the fish, Noctis finally pulled it to the surface with a triumphant grin.

"Score!" He turned to Ignis to show his catch – a large crag barramundi. "Does this mean we can have grilled barramundi tonight?"

It was one of his favourite dishes.

@mako-muses

[chosenbythecrystal-archived]

((Mako-Muses)) ((Ignis)) ❝ the king has been killed. we need to get you somewhere safe. ❞ ((possible AU maybe? Your choice how old Noct is when this happens.))

ROYALTY RP MEMES

@mako-muses

Those words made his blood run cold. It would have been kinder for Ignis to punch him in the stomach. As it was, it felt like all the air had been forced from his lungs. All the noise that had been raging all around them had faded away into nothing. All he could hear was those words running through his head.

The King is dead.

The King is dead.

The King is dead.

His father was dead.

He heard the words clearly enough, but they just didn't make any sense. It was impossible. His dad...he just...he couldn't be dead. Slowly, as if coming out of a daze, the Prince shook his head.

"No. He's not dead. He can't be. You're lying." He accused, angrily wiping at his eyes as tears began to well. He didn't mean to call Ignis a liar – the older boy had never lied to him – but it seemed like the only possible alternative.

"I have to find him."

[electricea-arc]

Anonymous sent - ((@mako-muses)) ((Yusuke)) 🌿( Meet My Muse Under the Mistletoe - Accepting! )

"Well, at least this ought to be interesting, right...?"

Of all his friends, he never would have guessed that it'd be Yusuke he'd be sharing a kiss under the mistletoe with but although it was a surprise, it wasn't as though he was unhappy about it or anything! Hell, at least he knew it probably wouldn't make things strange or awkward.

"Well, let's do this, yeah?" Rubbing his hands together, he leans in close, putting a hand on Yusuke's shoulder as he presses their lips together.

[fantomevoleur]

((Mako-Muses)) Yusuke pokes Akira's nose, "Boop... did I do that right?"

Oh...a successful, sneaky boop. He has learned well.

"Yeah...you were right on the nose with that, Yusuke~"

@mako-muses