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[ebonyforthestrategist]

I take full responsibility for dragging @moralbrand down into the nightmarish swamp that is Ardnis. I am enjoying this hell far too much to ever want to get you out of it much to the despair of my muse. I am a mean mundane and am damned proud of it.

This has been a psa from the mun. Now to go back to writing /o/ Carry on folks ♡

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moralbrand replied to your post: �� fUCK ME UP FAM

oh the cackling that ardyn’s doing. it’s not him. not this time.

Prom’s keeping his eyes on you.

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@moralbrand​ -- ;

It had been a grueling, harrowing journey. Though indecision and even some guilt at leaving Noctis behind without even explaining to his dearest friend as to why. Ignis had been quietly rent by the vision of Noctis being broken the news, of House Scientia’s deadly betrayal forwarded by his Uncle Jovian. Unable to sleep, Ignis resigned himself to a wakeless morning and observing a squadron of MT’s patrol Altissia’s streets. Only King Regis and his uncle knew, and himself. Of the dire threat that necessitated trust. Trust that involved being double agents. Though without doubt that he was capable of it, he could only hope Cor and Gladio would do everything to keep Noctis safe and well in his stead. 

The fête at the Palace of the Altissian Congress was a grand and golden affair, without masks as their other festivals oft were, for this was a celebration of Iedolas’ 40th year of rule. The Niflheimians themselves swanned about in white, cloudy gold streaking the walls in dusky shades of the ballroom while Altissians mingled among them in rich satin dresses and suited beaus, knowing he had to find someone to converse with to avoid looking conspicuous. A recent betrayal by their king didn’t easily earn the emperor’s trust. 

Lost in his thoughts and the persona he’d invented in less than a night during their flight from Lucis, it was then Ignis strode down a flight of stairs, only to be suddenly impeded. “Excuse me, I didn’t see you,” he murmured apologetically and distantly, trying to skirt around, but finding himself blocked by a hulking mass of a man.

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moralbrand replied to your post: me: i want to write also me: its too hot how do i...

sacrifice a goat to do starters obviously

shit im out of goats that explains a lot

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@moralbrand   |  Continued from (x)

Ignis did not often imbibe alcohol, too practical to allow himself to allow his senses to dull. Yet reading the response he felt the sudden urge to reach for the bottle of vodka Gladio had given him mostly as a jest for his 20th birthday. Whether or not he presently wanted to drink it or smash it over his head remained unknown.

[TXT; Chancellor Trash]: You are despicable. Yet again I am astounded by the lack of class in your actions.

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There's nothing untowards going on - just the leaving behind of a spray of greenery ( spruce, lilies, and forget-me-nots ) tied with a purple ribbon, with a few long stalks of wheat interlaced throughout. Attached to this most unusual bouquet, flowering herbs that proclaim his intentions ( along with other things ) and a few chocobo feathers, just to complete the whole thing. It's a courting bouquet, though one that hasn't been seen in a few hundred years, to be certain. He hopes it works.

The silence upon finding a bouquet of flowers thrust into his arms, puzzlement written all over the Advisor’s face and the deeply rooted politeness the only thing that kept him from dropping the items as shock quite frankly crippled him for a few moments. Ignis truly didn’t know how to react to this. A long blink, one that had it been anyone else meant that he had to actually think--- actually, strike that, in this case it also applied to the blond. Had it been anything else, vipers, frogs, foodstuffs, Ignis would have been more in control over his motions but this.... he was at a loss to how to react.

Was he aware of exactly what it was? Absolutely not. While he grasped the general consensus of receiving a bouquet he was more familiar with that such gestures stretched to women... and in a romantic aspect. This... couldn’t be such, could it? Glancing up, not even realising that he had been staring at the colourful flowers for minutes, green eyes still startled. Had the Chancellor tried to stab him Ignis admittedly would have been too stunned to respond.

   “ Err. Thank you? ”

On some end able to hear Gladio of all people comment something that sounded like ‘I read about this kinda stuff but it hasn’t been done in a few ages,’ to Noctis, and that on its own made a faint flush spread on Ignis’ face. Why on all of Eos was this happening?

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💏

Gladio didn’t know that the man got sick but here he is laying down next to him. Not knowing that the other had fever sweats, also that the other was affectionate as well. It made him a little uncomfortable, but that didn’t stop him from getting aroused at the touches. Since it has been a while since he had any affection.

Gave him a small kiss to comfort him, if it was something to stop him from groaning, not knowing that someone was as hot as he was.