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listen i’ll make a proper promo in the near future but! hey! this is a brand-spanking new blog for ROY MUSTANG from FULL METAL ALCHEMIST ( primarily focused on fma: brotherhood )! i’m still getting set-up with my pages and whatnot, but other than that, i’m ready to rock — so, please spread this around with reblogs, and like this if you think it’d be cool to follow you!
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO IGNIS SCIENTIA THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE THE REASON I WAKE UP IN THE MORNING
#IVE BEEN BUSY W WORK BUT I WILL BE ON TOMORROW!! AND THE DAY AFTER!!! SO HMU OK!!!!!!!#SORRY I DISAPPEARED I DEF DID NOT MEAN TO GOSHD
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#[ I SAW A MAN S BEAUTIFUL I STARTED TO CRY //// ]#[ I'M CALLIGN THE POLICE ]#* FILE / IGNIS STUPEO SCIENTIA❜. ░░
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* RE: / WALKER, ALLEN.
❛ …. of course, ❜ how sad a sight: lambs ready for the slaughter, the altar laid bare. the knife / the killing floor, gleaming under the light of mary’s smile and they are caught in it. silvered and blessed / but they are nothing and will return to nothing. for just a moment, he is made hollow by the thought. he knows the bitterness, the blood, the bile. retracts from it, shock to shame and something sanct. ❛ i trust you, ignis you’ve been doing this for longer than i have. i wanted to make sure, is all. ❜
to make sure; to ascertain that he could indeed hold his own; that whilst robbed of sight, he could endure. three separate phrases, but all meant the same ----- allen would not be the first to voice such concern, making to his side with haste and ( he imagines ) looking upon him with what would only be pitied concern. THE MARTYR / A SACRIFICE MADE NOT OF WILL, BUT OF NECESSITY. it’d only been a matter of time. time and time again, he’s reminded of this, of what would never return, of the difference between himself and the boy accompanying him, of the future ahead. his skin’s assaulted by tens of hundreds of pinpricks. a curt nod of his head; he moves to dust himself off. “ noted. “ he changes the subject. “ we must press onward; the rendezvous point is yet a ways away, and with this last encounter, we’ve lost a fair amount of time. let us be off. “
#lightbled#[ LIKE ???? I'M NOT UP TO DATE W THE SERIES and from what i do know this could not be at that point like. at all#I MEAN ............ WHAT DO U THINK WOULD WORK BEST ............ WHERE COULD WE TOSS THEM FOR THE TIME BEING#also tho ignis take it down like 30 notches im so. inhALES SHARPLY#we need a thread where ignis hasnt lost his sight yet and is not as bitter#bc i feel like the sight loss thing would occur as the actual events of dgm went by?? if that makes sense#i just. iDK WE NEED TO DO EVERYTHING ]#* VERSE / PRAYERS THAT PIERCE AS THE EDGE OF A BLADE; BREATHE DEEP AND AIM TRUE❜. ░░
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* RE: / ARGENTUM, PROMPTO.
“ I’m totally careful ! C’mon, careful’s like… my middle name !��”
“ oh? well, then; perhaps you’d care to explain all that stumbling you did in hammerhead, the night before last. ----- both physical and otherwise. “
#argentlined#[ iGNIS THAT ISN'T FAIR WHAT THE HELL ........ BE NIC E !!!!!!!! ]#[ listen ok he just cares also i imagine that rn prom's messsin w a very expensive knife and ignis is Sweating ]#* VERSE / WHAT LIES IN WAIT BEYOND THE SEA; TIME KNOWS BUT TELLS NOT❜. ░░
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i also just wanted to let you guys know that classes at my college officially resume tomorrow, so i probably won’t be on at all tomorrow, or wednesday for that matter ( because i’ve got full-day shifts at work and then class almost immediately after ); i’m gonna try to get on on those days that come in-between, but i might be a little slow while i get settled back in at school. i really hope you guys understand, & thank you for being patient with me. ;v;
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* RE: / ARGENTUM, PROMPTO.
@sagefyre | liked ( x )
The bag crinkles as he readjusts it to something a bit more comfortable ( though it isn’t heavy by any measure, it’s simply awkward ); hops intermittently lacing his gait further rustling it, the contents within ( he doesn’t particularly care for these endeavors, not like this, and so each discharges pent up energy ). And with how each step morphs from carefree and a bit bored to purposeful, something’s caught his eye. “Hey, check this out!” begins he with the enthusiasm that’s surely a harbinger of a lengthy detour. “Biggest petting zoo near Lestallum! Sounds cool, doesn’t it? Can we go? Biggest petting zoo! Please?”
it’s the very existence of the sign itself that signals doom for the blond’s sole companion, this time around. a second wind gained, as it were, his observation fall from his lips a waterfall of enthusiasm, energy ----- and, combined, an immediate harbinger of an interesting discussion to come. ( for that’d be it / no detour that he would allow, no meandering off the more purposeful path. they hadn’t the time; surely, prompto was aware of this. ) a petting zoo, just a short drive from lestallum. of course. brow furrows as eyes deign to look the sign over themselves, skimming the words, directions, over before bringing their full attention back to the blond at-hand. he shifts his weight from one foot to another; the bag of produce he carries rustles as an after-effect.
“ prompto ----------. “ he starts, and his tone of voice is enough to suggest that this will not take a favorable turn for the other. ( not likely. )
#pierccr#[ this took me an age i'm so sorry but omg#ignis voice ...................... No#gjsdlgh nO NOT REALLY BUT HE IS GONNA FROWN BC THEYVE GOTTA GET NOCT TO LUNA ..... IS THERE RLLY TIME ]#* VERSE / WHAT LIES IN WAIT BEYOND THE SEA; TIME KNOWS BUT TELLS NOT❜. ░░
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I’ve never met Ignis Stupeo Scientia but I trust him.
#ignis: is serious and stern and an adviser to the prince#also ignis: is savage and could murder u with fucking words alone#i loVE HIM#* FILE / IGNIS STUPEO SCIENTIA❜. ░░
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* RE: / CAELUM, NOCTIS LUCIS.
@sagefyre
he’s not going to laugh . he’s not going to laugh . he’s not going to laugh . not going to ——– alright , watching ignis get followed by a bunch of little chocobo chicks is too much . he can’t even move . it’s making the prince’s lips twitch . stop . “ … “
pursed lips and furrowed brow lend to the notion of his perceived distress all too well; yes, his current position is compromising, to say the very least, especially with the set of all-too familiar eyes trained upon him, a constant, stationary. how had he come to find himself here, surrounded by a half-dozen chocobo chicks? he could not rightly say. but noctis had caught him in the thick of it ( just as he’d been prepped to usher them off, lead them ‘way / perhaps to their mother, whom he’s sure they’ve lost, and now confuse himself for ), and now ... ----- well, now, there was no clawing his way back out. almost instantaneously, neck cranes to look in the other’s direction, and surprise overtakes him momentarily; followed by a wave of hesitant uncertainty. “ noct. ... whatever you may think this is, i can assure you, it’s quite the opposite ----------. “
#lvcion#[ i'm cryING tho tfw the chocobos all come to u .... bc they know ... ur the pack Dad ]#* VERSE / WHAT LIES IN WAIT BEYOND THE SEA; TIME KNOWS BUT TELLS NOT❜. ░░
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person: touches me
me: who gave you the Permission
#tbt/#a friendly psa that ignis is mildly averse to touch#a friendly psa that Don't Touch Him if he doesn't explicitly say it's okay
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#[ have you ever seen smth so beautiful you started to cry ]#* FILE / IGNIS STUPEO SCIENTIA❜. ░░#ffxv spoilers//
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* RE: / ARGENTUM, PROMPTO.
@sagefyre | pre-road trip call.
‘ you really don’t have to make anything extra for me, ignis. ’ he spends more time at noct’s place than his own, these days - when he’s allowed to. it’s convenient. but he does tend to sleep at his own apartment, at the very least - he refuses to be that much of a mooch. �� i’m heading home in a couple hours anyway. you can just make noct whatever you were planning on making. i can eat when i make it back. ’ ( if he doesn’t pass out on his couch the second he walks through the door— ).
his growling stomach betrays him, as it always does, and if he could glare any harder at the thing he’s probably bore holes into it. his sigh is heavy as he rests his forehead against the arms of the couch. ‘ maybe i should just head back now. ’
“ if you wish to collapse on your way out the door, then ----- certainly. “ curt is the response, the sort of caustic wit that he is wont to supply his acquaintances with / the sort of deadpan sarcasm that he’s rather well-known for. a friend of the heir apparent is, by some strain of formality or another, a friend of said heir’s adviser; ‘least, one would think so, considering how much ignis has come to see of the blond as of late. energetic and bright, a clear contrast to the subdued, almost-sullen nature of the one he’s sworn to serve, the two had become rather fast friends ----- almost to the point of inseparability. where one went, another followed. not that the prince’s left hand minded it any, per se ( it’d just be nice to have a bit of fair warning, should it come to be that he’d require more ingredients for that evening’s dinner ); he’d no reason to. if nothing else, he was glad for it. for the other’s presence. for the loneliness that it caused to dissipate.
an exhale leaves his lips then, something akin to a sigh. as he speaks, he continues to shuffle around the apartment’s designated kitchen, prepping for the meal that’d yet to come. there’s a glance spared in the other’s direction, brief though it is ----- given the way he’s thrown himself down onto the sofa, however, he’s more than unlikely to see it. “ i’ve enough here to put something extra together, provided you aren’t too picky about what you eat. you may as well stay. “ and, oh, how he hopes he isn’t picky. noctis is already enough of a handful, in that regard.
#gnzlngr#[ I LOVED IT .......... I LOVE PROMPTO ........ PROTECT HIM ]#[ ignis voice you're gonna eat veggies and you're gonna like It ]#PRE GAME VERSE//
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* RE: / HEARTILLY, RINOA.
“I’m sorry…I just–I wish I could help you..”
“ you meant no harm by it ----- and did no harm, besides. an apology isn’t necessary. “ oh, but he feels it all the same: the uncomfortable lurching in the pit of his stomach, her stare, a thousand icy needles prickling his skin. she wouldn’t be the first to look, to cry, to wish there was something that could be done for him. ( THERE WAS NOT. ) she meant well, of course; they all did. but that did not change the things it made him feel. there’s a shake of his head. “ ... you needn’t put yourself through the wringer for my sake, either. i merely did what had to be done -- what my duty asked of me; the consequence is irrelevant. and if i’d the chance to do it all over, rest assured that i wouldn’t. “
#blasteredged#[ me; cacklin thru my tears ]#* VERSE / POOR INDEED ARE THOSE WITH EYES; BUT YET CANNOT SEE❜. ░░#ffxv spoilers//
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* RE: / CAELUM, NOCTIS LUCIS.
the fact that he had made the older of the two of them respond in such a way … it made the prince smile to himself even if only slightly at first , curled up in the lounge chair with his light in his hands . sure , he should have been sleeping , but there were too many thoughts on his mind at the moment to rest , and while that may seem to be a rather strange argument to use for the lucian , it was the only one that he had on him . another glance back to his flashlight as he keeps it pointed at the ceiling , and the prince flicks at it with his thumb to kill the battery on his own accord . ( the illumination was left to the lines on the walls created by the moon outside , beaming down against the cracks in the curtains . ) “ … it’s , uh … “ another spare glance to the side , where noctis seems to have placed his sights on the two who were asleep for the time being . gladio and prompto . but mostly on the former . emotions were not so fondly looked upon when duty was on the line . ( afterwards , the prince briefly gets up to turn his chair to that window . avoiding . ) “ —– heh . i’m just busy thinking . looks like you’ll have to keep the grey hair . “
rather foolish of him, to assume that he might immediately receive a definitive answer to his query; he’d come to realize this in hindsight, and would wordlessly chastise himself as a result. this was war, after all, and even more than just that ----- this was noctis they spoke of. the boy was nothing if not quiet, ‘least, when it came to matters of the heart. feelings and all such ilk were locked in a gilded cage by ornate key ( pretty to look at / never to touch ), left to collect dust, to pile up, to fester. sooner or later, they would catch up to him; of this much, his adviser is certain. hence the knit brow and slightly pursed lips, a modicum of concern in its own right ----- and, oh, there was more of the stuff lurking just below the surface. but he, just as the heir he serves, is a master of pulling the wool over the eyes of others; of allowing emotion to rattle the confines of their prison, but never to escape ‘tween its steel bars.
“ ah, you wound me. i can’t imagine what i must have done to have earned myself this sort of treatment ... ... ------ the vegetables i snuck into last night’s dinner wouldn’t happen to have anything to do with it, would they? “ and he chuckles to himself, a soft, rare thing; noctis has long since turned his chair towards their room’s sole window ( either to gaze upon the moon or to avoid gazing upon him, or perhaps a bit of both ), but the corners of his lips turn slightly upwards despite the fact. alright, then. if he did, indeed, desire an answer from the other, he’d have to go about it a different way. fortunately, ignis was quick on his feet, both in-battle and in-thought. creak, creak. he takes one, two steps over to the other.
“ alright, then. ‘ busy thinking ‘ it is. perhaps i might be able to lend my own thoughts on the matters that occupy you. “
#lvcion#[ i sweAR TO GOD NOCTIS ]#[ WHAT AN EGG ]#* VERSE / WHAT LIES IN WAIT BEYOND THE SEA; TIME KNOWS BUT TELLS NOT❜. ░░
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LIKE THIS FOR A ONE LINER when i get home from work later tonight ( * ` v ` * ).
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- You’ve got my back? - Always.
#im literally going to start screaming#remember that post i made last night abt how fast ignis would die for noctis. remember tha#* FILE / IGNIS STUPEO SCIENTIA❜. ░░#* FILE / NOCTIS LUCIS CAELUM❜. ░░#* REL / JUST AS LONG AS YOU STAND BY ME❜. ░░
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“ certainly not what i’d been expecting ----------. “ and he’s still getting a feel for it, palm flat against the wooden doorframe ( aged, from the feel of it ) that leads into the makeshift clinic, brow furrowed in a mix of concentration and faint uncertainty. darktown’s fetid streets are nothing new to him, of course ----- truth is, he’s spent more time down here than he’d care to admit, be it for the purposes of purchasing herbs, or for shaking off an armored undesirable ----- but he cannot say that he’s ever been here before. the renowned clinic that all of lowtown spoke of, in tones that were hushed but no less appreciative in spite of the fact. it’s creaky. it smells of mildew. and his first steps inward are nothing if not hesitant. “ your ‘ clinic ‘, that is. although, if we’re to remain in the vein of honesty, then i suppose that'd apply to you, as well. ... ... anders, was it? “ / @mageright.
#mageright#[ HI. I'M HERE. TO RUIN FUCKIN EVERYTHING ]#[ THIS IS DA2 SET I GUESS!!!??!? BUT IF YOU WANNA WRITE IN ANOTHER VERSE HMU MY BUDDY ]#[ i cant wait actual Cooking Buddies. saving darktown from shitty templars one spell at a time ]#[ IT'S ALSO RLLY GOOD BECAUSE IN FFXV IGNIS IS KIND OF UR ''HEALER'' a la he's the only one w a healing skill for u ]#[ so like. jazz hands ....................... fate ]#[ SO BASICALLY IN THIS VERSE I'M THINKIN ..... APOSTATE ..... FLED THE tower in adamantine when that whole shit w cullen and the#abominations and all that jazz went down but not even to get out of the tower so much as to get out /alive/#probably lost his sight as a result of the templars yknow (': mistreating the mages (':#ended up in kirkwall just because he was running / by mistake?? but now he's livin it up livin his life#templars dont take blind mages as seriously probably which is a Big Miss Steak because this boy will whip ur ass into next week if prompted#also i like to think that!! iDK IT'S ALWAYS BEEN MY FIRM BELIEF THAT magic prob help mages get around so in this regard#ignis being a force mage and force mage-ry ... havin a lot to do w gravity and earth and pull and all that ... it probably acts as though it#s makin up for his eyes like?? he cant see. but it gives him a good idea of what's around that way he's not totally tripped up. that's prob#how he gets around the way he does idk i'm sTILL SHITTIN THIS OUT AS I GO#BUT YEAH LET THEM BE PALS IDK IF ANY OF THIS MADE SENSE I'M MAKIN IT UP AS I GO BUT !!!!! INHALES SHARLPY ]#DRAGON AGE VERSE PENDING//#[ I DONT KNOW WHY I SAID ADAMANTINE IDK WHAT I WAS THINKING ABOUT BUT YOU KNOW THE TOWER I MEANT!!! YOU KNOW ]
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