#nooseofthorns

[rexcrystallis]

@nooseofthorns replied to your post: Disgusting and in poor taste. Very poor taste.

Husband, you never mind to soften your tongue. It betrays that handsome face.

“Why should I? I’m uttering my own observation-- for my own benefit.”

[amicitiaeclipse]

✘ - what do other people tend to get wrong about your character?

behind the scenes. @nooseofthorns accepting !

from what ive generally seen, when people imagine world of ruin iris or older iris, they just make her into gladio 2.0 instead of her own person. suddenly she has to do everything gladio does or better. same scars, same weapon, same haircut, etc etc without giving her a character of her own. iris is more than her big brother’s shadow, even her fighting style from what weve seen when shes in the party is vastly different from gladio yet somehow, she has to be his double as she grows. 

another thing is that, despite her ability to one hit kill an mt or soldier which suggests shes trained to kill, iris is very much your average young, girly teen. but somehow thats thrown out the window when she becomes gladio 2.0. why cant she kickass and like dresses, doing her hair, painting nails, sewing cute stuffed animals, and cooking ? ?

another thing is that i feel like a lot of people make iris out to be just as deep as a young woman with a crush on noctis. or they conveniently forget that fact erase her completely. certainly, iris is more than a young girl in love with her childhood friend, but that is a part of her which makes her who she is. her feelings for noctis do affect how she acts around him or when she talks about him but thats just the tip of the iceberg ! 

i know shes a side character made to show that gladio has a softer side for his sister and is a device to bring the player to lestallum and later cape caem but there are aspects within the game, the drama cd and the brotherhood anime that gives her more depth. i mean, come on, she even has more of a backstory than ignis ( but just about everyone in this game does e.g cindy, cor and coctura are just a few lol ) so we can least glean more from that than just: “”iris is an annoying chick whos trying to steal lunas man ! !”” or “”shes useless and only there to cheer on the boys to make them feel good about themselves””” 

sorry, i got a bit too salty here

[painsrequiem]

nooseofthorns replied to your post “Seymour objects. @nooseofthorns”

Lunafreya dismisses your objection, it is not of value.

She had the nerve?  To a Maester?

[aegisregalis]

resurgere ex cineribus

@nooseofthorns

The scents of smoke and ash carried by the cruel winds that sweep over the crumbling city behind them fill his lungs with every unsteady breath, adding insult to injury. As much as he wanted to stay, to fight alongside his father, he was forced to flee with precious cargo en tow—the fate of the princess queen of Lucis beneath his protection. A shield’s strength is not honed in times of peace, but with the hardships of war. The weight of being the shield to the last Lucian royal weighs like an iron mantle upon his shoulders—the responsibility has never felt heavier than it does now.

Gladiolus can see the dawn begin to blush across the skies. The night is over, but their journey has just begun. Calloused fingers curl tightly around the pads of delicate flesh of her hands, hoisting her upward from the ravine. He squints against the glare of sunlight that slices across his eyes. Gold. It’s just a haze at first, then he’s greeted with twin points of blue when she tips her head upward at him. He steadies her once she’s on even ground, meets her eyes, smiles faintly. 

“You alright?” he asks a needless question. She’s covered in dirt, soot smudging the point of her cheeks, but the determination in those eyes.  “Hammerhead is a few hours walk from here,” he continues, looking at the familiar shapes of the rocky formations in the distance, “I’m sure Cid is expecting us. Do you need to rest for a bit before we continue?”

[rexcrystallis]

@nooseofthorns || continued [x]

“Not really. But I have never seen you handle a kitchen knife, and a shaver is more dangerous than a kitchen knife, so close to the neck and face.”

He’s kidding. Or is he?

[cookignis]

A, F, P

nsfw headcanon game. @nooseofthorns

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Cuddling and doting on his partner. He’d whisper praises and words of affection while holding them close. Given that his partner is very much into this as well. Ignis isn’t one for one night stands and will only usually have sex with someone he cares about so he’ll want to shower them in love and adoration.  

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He doesn’t really have one. Unless he knows his partner prefers something in particular, he’ll probably default to missionary and other variants of that position. The old tried-and-true always does its job for it all so why not. But Ignis is always open to trying out new things so long as it’s within his boundaries. 

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on a few factors. His mood, the entire mood of the room, the situation, and how his partner particularly likes it. Personally, for the most part he prefers slow and sensual as he watches his partner unravel in pleasure. 

[cookignis]

"If you do not have a previous engagement, I wish for you to join me this afternoon. It is only a small errand, but your opinion will be greatly appreciated."

@nooseofthorns

In their brief time together, he has surmised that the oracle prefers to keep herself busy. Always doing something: whether it’s using her healing powers on those in need or shopping around for goods. Another matter that seems to catch his eye about the young woman is her impeccable taste and being sought after as a second opinion certainly does well to boost one’s ego a great deal. 

When the invitation is given, Ignis looks up from plating the delicate fruit tarts he had made for their afternoon snack. “It just so happens that I have the afternoon free. Noct is going out with Prompto for a photoshoot so I’m left to my own devices. Will we be looking at stickers again?” His lips curl playfully at the mild jest, a subtle poke at her unexpected hobby. 

[ofargentum]

“You cannot change fate. However, you can rise to meet it, if you so choose.”

“I - I know.” Blue eyes stay trained on his closed fist, nails digging crescent shaped marks into his palm. Altissia is a beast holding its breath, air rife with the threat of the empire amidst a sea of people who knew no different. Teeth chew on his bottom lip as the blonde finally looks up, gaze straying to the crowd that gathers, anticipation of the oracle’s speech growing with every second.

Every instinct within Prompto urges him to fight against the orders given - its his job to protect Noct, and that means protecting Lady Lunafreya too … but the other boy’s voice is strong in his head, detailing out any and every contingency. They have faced trial upon trial to make it this far - and he can’t help but cry at the ones he’s sure are still to come.

 Turning from the window he reaches out, fingers brushing ever so gently along the oracle’s arm. Run away, you and Noct both - The words are there on the tip of his tongue, cheeks flushing the slightest shade of pink. When had it become cowardice to worry over the life of your friends? “Did you know?” Gaze holds her own, teeth biting once more at an already chapped lip as words fall between them, soft and quiet. “When you sent me that letter, told me to be Noct’s friend … did you know it was going to be like .. this?”

Outside the roar of the people is ever growing, a monster waiting to devour the thing it claims to treasure most. Fate cannot be changed, maybe she’s right … but Prompto Argentum will do whatever he can to throw it a curveball along the way.