#pyrascientia

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@pyrascientia​

He knows this place like the back of his hand, and he’s sure that is their primary reason for keeping him around. Both the crystal and Noct are gone and Ardyn has made it clear that he is not soon to return, and getting out is all they have left to do. Prompto says nothing to either of them. He has a sinking suspicion that their previous assertion that he was still the same old Prompto no longer apply as he rattles off codes and gains access to facilities that he should have no business knowing.

And while it might have been handy at the time, now - no longer facing the immediate threat of death at the hands of daemons, things begin to come to a head. Gladio has taken to the cockpit and has left them alone in the kitchens, and when the truth is demanded --

Prompto can’t refuse.

He laces his fingers together on the table in front of him, reluctantly meeting Ignis’ gaze until he remembers that it doesn’t matter and tries to swallow the fresh wave of guilt.

“... I'll answer anything you want me to. Just... Let me know where you want me to start, Ignis.”

[freknur]

drops url like a hot new recipe tbh

My Opinion on;

Character in general :  Ignis Scientia can punch me in the face and it’d be awesome.  In all honesty, though, I admire him how poised and collected he is near all the time despite everything falling into god knows what —-  because someone has to, and someone needs to keep everyone thinking as rationally as possible to keep them moving forward if nothing else.  Even if it is self-sacrificial at times ( 99% of the time ), and so Ignis just needs something for himself every now and then anddddHow they play them :  I love your Ignis so much ( but that also may come down to the chocobo and the muffins ; Prompto’s bias is showing just a weeeee bit ).  In all seriousness, though, he’s super engaging and easy to write with, and while Ignis seems like he’d be a very intimidating muse to write, you pull him off incredibly well.  Not to mention I really like how your writing style mirrors Ignis’s personality really well.The Mun :  Okay, but you’re super fun and easy to talk to, and you have a very precious cat ( which is pretty much a win as it is ), and you’re just overall a super lovely person, and just let me / handchin/ at you okay?  And half the things we’ve come up for for our children, both fun and painful, andddddd

Do I:

RP with them :  we should get more threads going again if you’d like, thoughhhhWant to RP with them :  always

What is my;

Overall Opinion :  I fudging love your Ignis and your blog and talking to you, and, friends, I also /jazz hands / in this general direction.

[leorugiet]

pyrascientiaがあなたの投稿に返信しました: (do u think leviathan hates noctis extra hard...

[[ the real ultimate fishing quest: catching leviathan ]]

(gOD, I’m just imagining Noctis standing on the platform overlooking the sea of Alitissia, and when Levi rises up out of the water, he just throws his fucking fishing line in.)

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       it begins, like all things, with hesitation and horrid excuses.  a feigned sense of interest warming up to the notion that dancing at an upcoming wedding is almost an inexcusable action and that getting out of it ? not truly possible under the scrutiny of the crown.  it might not have also helped that his best friend happened to be the groom in question and that he would, definitely, get tugged out onto the floor for at least one twirl or two.  still, he had managed to pass it off as no big deal, waving a hand, and providing the inevitable note that he couldn’t dance.  noct ? he had dropped it, shrugging and smile, not really expecting much out of anything ( -- the prince could dance, there was no doubt about that ) . gladio ? he had just scoffed and shrugged, figuring something or another about prompto’s other lacking skills matching up too ( -- rude ) .                   but ignis ? that... hadn’t gone over so well.  

       so poorly, actually, that currently a freckled hand is clasped in the taller’s and the other lays along a sturdy shoulder and he’s certainly, absolutely, unequivocally, run out of excuses.  and ignis’s hand on his hip is uncomfortably warm and he smells like that ebony coffee. it’s weird and prompto would prefer not to think about it.  

      ❛    noct already said i didn’t have to dance   !    ❜   he whines.    ❛  — don’t you, like, i don’t know, have better things to do than this ? seriously, i think i can go on living without knowing this skill. i mean  --   ❜  a pout marrs his usually sunny disposition, huffing up at the bespectacled man.  ❛   and i’m only thinking of you right now, igs. what a waste of your time, am i right    ?   we can just forget this whole thing and go back to the caravan and never talk about  it again.  ❜ 

@pyrascientia

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@pyrascientia liked for a starter!

{♔}  — Furrowed brows heightened the Prince’s puzzled expression                as his confusion only developed the further the explanation                went on. He’d been so confident that he’d pick the game up                as they played yet he found himself requiring assistance                and guidance with every passing turn. He knew the other                was going easy on him but he was still losing sorely.

               ❝So,❞ he started, ❝That dude can move only diagonally. He’s                the rook, right? Wait, no, bishop. No, rook—❞

               It was safe to say chess would never be his forte.

[pretendcr]

@tiiamate said :

could u pls not break me like this i am a weak bitch todAy???     

Sorry I suffer so y’all suffer with me ; )

@pyrascientia said :

[ good stuff right here yes. ]    

BRING THE PAIN

[astrayeus-archived]

@pyrascientia from this.

    – She’s right in the assumption that he didn’t like the touch, but he allows it anyway. Gemiya wouldn’t have meant any harm by it. “Yes, so far as I’m aware. Did you have something in mind to change that?”

     “There’s a new restaurant opening up and I was wondering if you wanted to go and try the food together. Maybe it’ll help you come up with new dishes too. If you’d like. I’ll even pay the bill.” She mentions that last bit in a sing-song tone, hoping it’d egg him into seeing the new restaurant with her. After all, no one really appreciated fine food like Ignis. Some avoided the vegetable and thus couldn’t give a good opinion and the others didn’t exactly savor the taste of what they were eating.

[chocobutthair-blog]

@pyrascientia || Ignore The Leper

Ever since Noctis had been taken into the crystal. He had thought, at first, that the three of them would stay close, would continue to travel together and maybe even hunt together, but no. They had slowly drifted apart, just like he had always heard they would. He hadn’t heard from Gladio in a few months, and he hadn’t seen him in even longer, maybe a year or two, if not longer. When it came to Ignis, they kept in touch more often, but even then it was an off and on thing. When they did come face to face, they would get close, use what time they could to simply be together, enjoy the others touch and what not. It was simply harder for Prompto to see people lately, though. Word had gotten out about who he was, about what he was. The blonde didn’t know how it had happened, but it made people not want to be near him. He got banned from certain restaurants, even from entire towns if enough people in them wanted him gone. Slowly but surely, the only places that Prompto could go were the tiny side-stops along the way, and the havens that he could camp out. To believe at one time, that he hated camping? That he would be stuck doing it almost every night? Gods, it was almost too much.