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You’re one of my dearest friends and it warms my heart to see you enjoying this blog and muse so much. Writing with you has been some of the most fun I’ve had in a long time and I’m so grateful for everything you do for me. You’re so beyond talented and everything you write gives me so much life and muse and excitement. I love you and I love your boy that you’ve put so much heart and soul into. Thank you again for being my friend.

you come int O MY HOME???????? YOU SAY THIS???

#SAVED ㅤ ㅤ ( ㅤ ☠ㅤ ) ㅤ ㅤ — ㅤ ㅤ for future referenceㅤ .#ECHO IM SO GLAD WE'RE RLLY BONDING LATELY #I KNOW WE'RE BONDING OVER WRITING BUT I RLLY FEEL SO CLOSE TO U NOW UR SUCH A GOOD FRIEND TO ME & I CARE ABOUT YOU SO MUCH #HAVING SOME COMMON GROUND TO TALK ABOUT RLLY HELPS US BOTH #BCUS WE'RE BOTH THAT. U KNOW. *GHOSTS U FOR 5 YERAS* BRAND OF FRIEND #but i care you so much and im having so much fun creating things with you i hope!! we can!! grow even closer + talk even more you're so so s #im yelling abt u in PUBLIC so its OFFICIAl u r one of my BEST FRIENDS #NOW GO DIE #silverook

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#what if i said princes au #silverook #SILVEROOK ㅤ ㅤ ( ㅤ ☠ㅤ ) ㅤ ㅤ — ㅤ ㅤ if you must die my love then die knowing your life was my life's best partㅤ .#MINEㅤ ㅤ ( ㅤ ☠ㅤ ) ㅤ ㅤ — ㅤ ㅤ edits & etcㅤ .

the path of a hero

@silverook “ i never believed in heroes, because they never made sense to me. ”

And she ACKNOWLEDGES his thought, her hands resting comfortable behind her back, feet walking in an overly precise straight line as he speaks. “ I think I know what you mean … “ she starts after toying with these thoughts to herself. “ But everyone has their own definition of hero !” Pausing in walk, hand raised and a single digit extended in ‘lightbulb moment’ motion. “ Some may say helping them reach something off a shelf makes you a hero —- you saved me the other day in crossfire with no knowing of who I was — but you put yourself at risk anyway, even if just for a second, to assure my safety —- so ya know ~ that seems pretty heroic to me!” Her words are melodic, more or less sung to him with bright smile to ACCOMPANY

#silverook #( ah sorry i had to start a new post for it bc -- am still not sure how to get blockquote to work without going messed up on me )#( don't fight here! you'll ruin the flowers! ~ inbox )

♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together | gimme iggy

nonsexual acts of intimacy [accepting]

He hadn’t slept since they’d last seen Noctis. Daylight had returned-- but hope still eluded him. How was he to entertain a future absent of the one he’d sworn to protect. Even if he had come to terms with fate-- the weight of guilt clawed at him like a wild beast. It threatened to consume him entirely, were it not for the support of his brothers-in-arms.

They were all feeling the same loss.

Ignis knew their fight was not yet done-- they had a city to rebuild. But to do so without rest would be foolish. He had prepared tea for himself and Prompto while Gladio went out with Cor to inform the others of what had happened. He was hardly fit to be a messenger-- and Prompto had elected to stay behind to keep him company.

The blond had been unusually diligent in helping him over the years-- checking in now and then in Galdin Quay where Ignis had settled, awaiting the return of his King and learning to live a life in darkness. Even in those bitter times-- Prompto had been a ray of sunshine, one he was all too thankful for.

Now his head rested on the shoulder of the blessed sun-- glasses askew. Sleep had taken him quickly. The tea had helped, but Prompto’s presence was equally comforting. Though he rarely dreamt when resting, on this day he did-- a vision of his King coming to console him one last time before moving on. Imploring him to live the life that was now his own.

#hello have some feels #;;ignis #silverook #;;queries from the void [answers]

silverook replied to your post: if sailor venus is not ur favorite sailor scout we...

.. sailor star healer

i love the starlights ;_; but venus will always be my forevergirl....

#silverook #ooc: replies

@silverook : you shouldn’t be here.

“Why, ‘cause you’re busy being depressed?”

TACT never came naturally to Noctis, RAISED to a warrior / surrounded by this COAT of masculinity ( emotionally withdrawn ) that ushered him to violence when distraught, that told him a BRUISE outside healed wounds inside; a BLACK EYE was better than a broken heart. He watches Prompto sit there, head in hands / elbows on his knees && rolls his eyes, stropping over, thwacking the back of his head lightly.

“Is this cause you got your ass handed to you today? Let me guess, you feel like you’re not good enough, right? ‘Cause Gladio’s way stronger than you, for sure, and Specs is WAY better at cooking. And driving. And he’s smart.” He’s already been told he isn’t welcome ( reads it like that, anyway ) so he never sits beside him on that rooftop; he stands there inches behind illuminated by the motel roof sign all in red / his words come from somewhere deep inside, something hidden.

“...You’re holding us all up on this pedestal to make yourself feel better.”

It’s unfair. He doesn’t know how to say more than what he did, but there’s words still tucked beneath his tongue begging to be let out; it’s unfair, you’re my friend, I don’t want you to be here just because you were trained to, I brought you here because I don’t want to be alone. With a heavy sigh, Noctis turns his back on him && traipses away, summoning his weapon to warp back down to the ground.

“I’ll leave you to... whatever this is, just,” He’s a few feet away now, scratching at the back of his head with his free hand / pausing with back turned to tack on a touch more — it’s not the closeness the other must crave, it isn’t the LOVING COMFORT nor the bent-knee begging, but it’s Noctis; it’s him. It’s all he’s got. “You wouldn’t be here if you weren’t enough.”

#silverook #IN CHARACTER: MAIN ㅤ ㅤ ( ㅤ ☠ㅤ ) ㅤ ㅤ — ㅤ ㅤ the king made to kneel in pain he crawlsㅤ .#thinking about the ''wrong'' path of the motel scene.#i kinda hate this but take it.#someof its canon dialgoue so ya cant get mad at me #me: i love pr//omptis #also me: the alternate dialogue for that scene feels more IC because noctis doesnt sympathise well and this is how #people treated him when he was upset #leans back #hits post #watches the world burn

@silverook | u wanted this.

THE WALLS ALL LOOKED THE SAME, every grey metal panel the same as the last DRIVING HIM MAD as he all but crawled on hands and knees through the maze the Keep had become for him, taunted madly by his CAPTOR like an animal in a cage / they looked the same around him, too, the figure illuminated at the end of the hall staring blankly back at those who had come for him — too late, too late.

Noctis limped closer; from the fall taken his arm was broken, his leg was weak / barely able to hold his weight, HIS RIBS ACHED; shards of bone threatening to break off / each heavy breath an act of defiant agony from the body that tried to keep him from breathing. All this fighting, chasing shadows concocted in his mind in fear of death ( seeing blond hair matted red, seeing twisted bodies, seeing MT’s clawing at his ankles ) was going to be worth it in the end, he thought — to see Prompto again, all smiles && blue, all sunshine, all ICARUS still full of hope.

( Something was missing inside him; something had snapped, SOMETHING HAD DIED A VIOLENT DEATH IN THE FLUTTERING HOLLOWS OF HIS CHEST, drowning in his blood; to see HEART’S DESIRE standing there, no light, no joy, all melted wax. )

“Hey, Prompto...” HE SMILES / OH, it’s beauty; it’s bitten red lips && bruising, it’s teeth marks && teeth. It’s the laugh that breaks through choked into a sob as his bones pull. It’s staring at Prompto, vacant gaze ( full of miasma ) fixed on his own && Noctis, tilting his head to the side, eyes drifting to close. His mind’s refusing to take it in, trying to save what little remains of his fragile psyche, wrapping it’s hands around it with child-like wishes, soft like bird-bones. “Stop it, okay? This isn’t funny anymore.”

#silverook #IN CHARACTER: MAIN ㅤ ㅤ ( ㅤ ☠ㅤ ) ㅤ ㅤ — ㅤ ㅤ the king made to kneel in pain he crawlsㅤ .#SILVEROOK: IN CHARACTER ㅤ ㅤ ( ㅤ ☠ㅤ ) ㅤ ㅤ — ㅤ ㅤ YOU WITH ME? ╱ EVER AT YOUR SIDEㅤ .#drops this on you then goes to bed #its 6am dont @ me : )