#Cross Muses Verse | We have control over our destiny

[lucianprincess]

@fragmenthearted | Continue from here

It was completely mind-boggling to Ardyn how he could have gotten so drawn into her when he had intended to do the opposite - neither, when he had invited her to visit, had he intended to take her away from the rest of her group… but on the spur of the moment, before she’d made a move towards the door, his loneliness had spoken up.

He would likely have done it anyway, but he was still rather pleased at the way she asked him for her phone, which he passed over to her with a smile - one that was widened by the feeling of her touch on his face.

“Do whatever you need to - though do be careful, darling.”

While he waited for her, he wrapped his arms around Aurora’s waist and continued to quietly snuggle against her. He was simply glad that he wouldn’t be sleeping alone …. Even with all of his hobbies all about, the rooms still seemed… so very, very empty when he was by himself.

The young woman's sweet smile widened slightly. Her fingertips continued to caress his lips for a brief moment before poking his nose with her index finger, chuckling slightly. Then she got her phone back, which Ardyn kindly handed to her, whispering a little "thank you" when he gave it to her. Aurora huddled in his arms as she unlocked the screen so she could send a message to her brother. She did not try to hide to write it, letting her lover read over her shoulder if he wanted to.

Don't wait for me tonight. I have something important and personal to deal with. Alone. I can't explain it to you. I'll get back to you tomorrow. Rory.

"A lie is sometimes better than the truth..." she whispered to herself with a sigh. It was a sentence that his father had told her the day before the peace treaty was signed. And although she hated lying, she now understood its full meaning.

The princess reread the message, her hand pausing in her gesture to press the send button as if she had taken a slight hesitation. She knew she was playing a dangerous game, but even if one part of her told her she was probably making a mistake, the other part really wanted to believe that she had made the right choice. After a few seconds, she finally sent the message. She deactivated all notifications, putting her phone on silent, then placed it on the coffee table next to the sofa, the screen deliberately hidden.

"I will be harassed by questions, but I don't care about it. But for now... We are together, just you and me, until at least tomorrow," Aurora whispered, her smile still on her face. She returned to a much more comfortable position, letting her fingers run and brush Ardyn's neck again, drawing slight arabesques on his skin. "Do you have any ideas to fill our evening? Or do we stay here in each other's arms, just enjoying the moment?"

[zombieheroine]

Battleforged [TF Armada, MegOP, G]

A/N: @bonnini here you go! I wrote some Armada verse for you because Armada has its own thing going on and it needs more love.

Some other stuff got into this too because I can’t control myself. Unicron Trilogy Megatron and Optimus are star-crossed lovers and no one will ever take it away from me.

[AO3]

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Battleforged  The still transforming shape of Unicron loomed over Cybertron and it could be seen from the observation deck of the Autobot space ship. Before it had looked like a regular moon, but now that it was slowly awakening and transforming it had started to warp the space around it as if it weighed down the fabric of reality there and all light escaped the dent it left there. 

Optimus and Megatron stood alone and side by side on the observation deck and beheld the Chaos-Bringer. The silence between them was an odd mixture of comfortable and alien, it lingered there like between old friends and yet they had never been silent and still in each other's company before. It felt awkward solely because they both felt like that was what it should have felt and yet it didn't. 

“Back in the army of Cybertron we often spoke of Unicron the Chaos-bringer,” Megatron mentioned. Optimus gave him a curious look from the corner of his optic since he often forgot there had been a world without a war and an order of things where both of them had served mundane functions. “Oh?” “No one actually believed in him of course,” Megatron continued, “but he made an amusing figure in tall tales, the enemy forces and the havoc they cased in one figure.” “An archetype,” Optimus summed up, and Megatron nodded. They turned to gaze into the space again and regarded the dark shadows the God-Moon cast over their homeworld. “I think we are dealing with a bigger thing than simply war,” Optimus said after a moment. It was Megatron's turn to nod. “I agree. War I can handle, war I have seen and lived in, war I was forged for. But war I can enjoy, and this is not that.” Optimus huffed through his vents at the comment and noticed with displeasure that he related to the feeling of them. The atmosphere truly was like between two old friends. “I tend to forget that you used to be a general,” he said. Megatron gave a soft laugh. “I know. Soldiers used to be a different class of mecha and we were set apart from the rest of you. That's not the case any longer. “I don't think a soldier is a thing you are but a thing you do,” Optimus said. “An interesting thought,” Megatron replied. Unicron cast such deep darkness everywhere he seemed to be dimming the far-away stars and nebulae along with the light of their own sun. When seen from space their planet was supposed to gleam and glow when the sun rays reflected from the rich metals their world was made of, but Unicron's darkness had put that light off. The sun looked pale and Cybertron rusty. A slow, suffocating death was coming for it all. “You always fought like you were made for it,” Megatron suddenly said, snapping Optimus out of his grim thoughts and making him turn towards him, surprised. “Uh... Thank you?” he hesitantly replied. Megatron huffed a laugh, still staring into the dark space with a ghost of a smirk on his faceplate. “Just accept the compliment, Optimus. No one's here to judge you for it,” he said. Optimus didn't know what to say to that, mostly because he did feel reassured by the comment, but he didn't turn away from the other either. Actually now that he had a chance to do so in peace he rather liked studying Megatron's features. He was an interesting sight, his deep purple bulky armour, the tank tracks over his shoulders and his antlered helm making him a fascinating mixture of an ancient warrior and a brutal war machine. Somehow both of those traits fit him too. “We each have our programming,” Megatron said. “I used to think that Primus Themselves have coded me and others like me for war and only war, setting us apart from the rest and making us the dangerous servants for the rest of his sparks. Weapons for peace, that was what models like myself were called. Quite paradoxical, I always thought.” “I agree,” Optimus said. He really did, and since no one was here he could say that. It felt surprisingly liberating to say that aloud, and it must have been detectable from his tone since Megatron glanced at him with bright, knowing optics. Optimus glanced around the empty deck to really make sure they were truly alone before continuing: “To be honest I don't think the things about programming and models are true at all.” Megatron's optic ridges jumped and he made an intrigued noise at the comment, leaning a little bit closer like he was expecting to hear a scandalous secret. There was a hint of mischief in the way his optics gleamed when he looked at Optimus. “We look different and are capable of different things, but look at us now: we are all fighting on, all of us weaponized. Maybe we were all made for war, or maybe we weren't made for anything at all but we wanted to think that,” Optimus pondered. “I like to think that we're all made for war,” Megatron said with a chuckle. “You and I definitely were, even if no one else was.” Optimus huffed again. Megatron laughed. “You don't like to think of yourself as someone like me, do you,” Megatron mused. “You think I'm a monster.” “I know you are a monster,” Optimus corrected with a pointed look. “True, I am a monster,” Megatron admitted, clearly pleased. “I am built for war, my spark forged to desire battle. And you, you, Optimus Prime, you are always ready when I desire that.” “Someone has to be,” Optimus said. “You never hesitate, you never have to think about it, and you are taken by surprise maybe once in a century,” Megatron recited. “Back on Earth the very first thing you did was to meet me in battle.” Optimus was grateful for the design of his faceplate so he didn't have a smile to cover, but he feared his optics were giving him away so he turned towards the window again. Megatron was speaking of horrible things, and yet Optimus felt oddly flattered by his words and notions and couldn't even place the origin of the feeling. He knew who he was and what the war had always been making him into, he knew being a Prime meant becoming a war machine as well, but he had always treated those things as heavy burdens he was carrying for the sake of those who took strength in someone like him. He was leading because someone had to. But Megatron's words felt awfully lot like admiration and recognition, and Optimus felt his spark pulsing in pleasure and accepting all of it. “You were threatening the children and trying to capture the minicons. Someone had to do something,” he said out loud. Megatron smirked at him openly now, but not in a mean way rather than with mirth. “Ah yes, so I did. And you were there to capture my servos into yours and wrestle me away from your precious Earthlings. You acted fast and countered me very well that day.” Optimus cocked an optic ridge and huffed. “You rely on your size and strength a lot. It's not that hard to match you after hundreds and hundreds of times of doing just that. Besides even though you enjoy and definitely know how to use your blaster, you tend to favor bare servos and melee weapons.” “I knew you think about our battles as much as I do,” Megatron said. “I wouldn't survive if I didn't,” Optimus replied. “Besides I enjoy melee weapons as well. Working with Starsaber has been a good experience.” “There's nothing quite like a good tumble,” Megatron said. “And you indulge me every time.” Optimus chuckled. “I aspire to be the immovable object to your unstoppable force.” “You aspire to get in my way?” “Always.” They shared a light chuckle and another long comfortable silence that just wouldn't be awkward no matter how much it should have been.   “Somehow though... I am glad we exist in the same universe,” Optimus said. Megatron raised an optic ridge at him. “What do you mean?” “Well, if I am an immovable object then I cannot exist in the same world with an unstoppable force. The existence of one dictates the impossibility of the other,” Optimus explained. Megatron was quiet for a moment. “Hmm,” was all he said. They turned back towards the window and the darkness at the same time. The looming threat there was oddly enticing to watch despite all danger: It was a divine creature from the legends after all, and on top of that a good reminder of what really mattered. Unicron the Destroyer, here to remind them that their life cycles had an end point too. “Do you think we were made for this war?” Optimus asked with his optics on the God-Moon. “I think I was made for every and any war,” Megatron replied, “but what I believe doesn't really matter, does it? Let's say that I'm glad fear was never programmed into my system.” “I think you and I might have been made specifically for this war,” Optimus said. Megatron scoffed at the notion. “You believe in destiny.” Optimus shrugged. “Not really. I think you and I have made each other into what we are, and now this battle is ours.” Now Megatron didn't scoff, and what followed was a thoughtful moment of silence. “I like that idea,” he finally said. The space was dark and already even more distorted than it had been moments ago. Unicron's transformation was perhaps halfway through and the more he resembled a bot the more he seemed to be weighing on the fabric of space around him. The distant stars were almost invisible by now, and the sun of their solar system almost dim. With light the colours were gone too, and Optimus and Megatron were left on the edge of darkness before their hardest battle and the first one on the same side. The darkness was glaring at them, and they looked back.

[scoutess-blog]

Summer Project

Tasks

Once I was accepted into graphics course, the class was set a task to introduce us to our first new topic. Which was poetry. To help us get stuck into the tasks we were first asked to look at some poets: Sylvia, Walt Whitman, Eminem and many others. 

Sylvia - Lady Lazarus

I have done it again.   One year in every ten   I manage it—— A sort of walking miracle, my skin   Bright as a Nazi lampshade,   My right foot A paperweight, My face a featureless, fine   Jew linen. Peel off the napkin   O my enemy.   Do I terrify?—— The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?   The sour breath Will vanish in a day. Soon, soon the flesh The grave cave ate will be   At home on me And I a smiling woman.   I am only thirty. And like the cat I have nine times to die. This is Number Three.   What a trash To annihilate each decade. What a million filaments.   The peanut-crunching crowd   Shoves in to see Them unwrap me hand and foot—— The big strip tease.   Gentlemen, ladies These are my hands   My knees. I may be skin and bone, Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman.   The first time it happened I was ten.   It was an accident. The second time I meant To last it out and not come back at all.   I rocked shut As a seashell. They had to call and call And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls. Dying Is an art, like everything else.   I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell.   I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I’ve a call. It’s easy enough to do it in a cell. It’s easy enough to do it and stay put.   It’s the theatrical Comeback in broad day To the same place, the same face, the same brute   Amused shout: ‘A miracle!’ That knocks me out.   There is a charge For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge   For the hearing of my heart—— It really goes. And there is a charge, a very large charge   For a word or a touch   Or a bit of blood Or a piece of my hair or my clothes.   So, so, Herr Doktor.   So, Herr Enemy. I am your opus, I am your valuable,   The pure gold baby That melts to a shriek.   I turn and burn. Do not think I underestimate your great concern. Ash, ash— You poke and stir. Flesh, bone, there is nothing there—— A cake of soap,   A wedding ring,   A gold filling. Herr God, Herr Lucifer   Beware Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair   And I eat men like air.

I particularly enjoy this poem as I feel it has a lot of history and emotion to the point that I feel like I know the person well enough, like I can see her life through her own eyes in just one poem. It uses many illustrative words and phrases to create a very clear picture, almost like a movie. Personally, the poem is a extraordinary piece of work as even though the topic is extremely morbid it almost gives way to a hopeful ending. It uses no rhymes, long phrases or even heavy descriptions. Yet, it can communicate powerful, emotional feelings through single words or small phrases. Especially, once I read it out loud. 

Walt Whitman - One’s-Self I sing

One’s-Self I sing, a simple separate person, Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse. Of physiology from top to toe I sing, Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I say the Form complete is worthier far, The Female equally with the Male I sing. Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power, Cheerful, for freest action form’d under the laws divine, The Modern Man I sing.

This poem is much shorter than the previous one but uses longer and more complex words and phrases. I believe the poem is communicating the fact that even if society dictates whom is stronger, worthier he will not bend to them as all are equal in life with their own choices. He has freedom of speech as is the modern way. The changes that were currently happening during the time the poem was written. 

Eminem - Lose Yourself

Look, if you had, one shot, or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted. In one moment Would you capture it, or just let it slip? Yo His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs, But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down, The whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's choking how, everybody's joking now The clock's run out, time's up, over, blaow! Snap back to reality. Oh, there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked He's so mad, but he won't give up that Easy, no He won't have it, he knows his whole back's to these ropes It don't matter, he's dope He knows that but he's broke He's so stagnant, he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's Back to the lab again, yo This whole rhapsody He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him [Hook:] You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go (go) You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime (yo) You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go (go) You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime (yo) (You better) The soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping This world is mine for the taking Make me king, as we move toward a new world order A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to postmortem It only grows harder, homie grows hotter He blows. It's all over. These hoes is all on him Coast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter Lonely roads, God only knows He's grown farther from home, he's no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water His hoes don't want him no more, he's cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flows He nose dove and sold nada So the soap opera is told and unfolds I suppose it's old partner, but the beat goes on Da da dum da dum da da da da [Hook] No more games, I'mma change what you call rage Tear this motherfucking roof off like two dogs caged I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhyming and stepped right into the next cypher Best believe somebody's paying the Pied Piper All the pain inside amplified by the Fact that I can't get by with my 9 to 5 And I can't provide the right type of life for my family 'Cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life And these times are so hard, and it's getting even harder Trying to feed and water my seed, plus Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a primadonna Baby, mama drama's screaming on her Too much for me to wanna Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's gotten me To the point, I'm like a snail I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go I cannot grow old in Salem's lot So here I go it's my shot. Feet, fail me not This may be the only opportunity that I got [Hook] You can do anything you set your mind to, man

Eminem is one of my favourite rap artists because he makes all of his songs realistic since it is usually what is going in his life at the time. however, they still seem to relate to everyone like this song as it speaks to people about not missing your chance at life. The language is mainly modern slang but is easily understood and much easier to rhyme with. When I tried to speak it out loud it didn't really sound as good as the original as I found it difficult to just speak it when it should be rapped. 

Step Right Up

For the second task our main objective was create some poetry verses based on advertising, signs and pictures that are around shops and roads. The task is based off from the song “STEP RIGHT UP” from 1977. Honestly, it is not to my taste but is certainly catchy and made it much easier to create verses by using the song as a reference. 

Leave it to dame

Touch you must pay

Only £1

To make a house a home

Spend it all to get it all

Because you’re worth it

I’m lovin’ it

Every little helps

Maybe she’s born with it

Just do it

Karaoke Poetry

Task 3 was slightly more difficult as we had many more choices of content since we had to use our top 10 favourite songs. I chose my favourite songs first then i cost songs that a similar theme like genre or just the topic.

Once  I chose my favourite songs I listened and picked out my favourite lyrics so I could have a variety of choices for the poem as the lyrics could be mixed to create differently themed poems. 

1. Take It Out On Me

-Thought i had it under control

-You wanted it to be picture perfect 

-You don’t have to throw it away

-Just let it go

-Take it out on me

2.Stressed Out

-Nw I’m insecure and i care what people think

-My name’s blurry face and I care what you think

-Wish we could turn back time 

3.Superhero

-Hands up if you’re ready for the fight

-I don’t need you to believe in me

-I know how to change my destiny

-We can change the whole world 

-Tell me that you’re in it

-Don’t you wanna be a superhero

4.Nicotine

-You’re worse than nicotine

-I’ve lost control and I don’t want it back

-Just one more hit then we’re through

5.Satellite

-You have to cross the line

-I’m passing over you like a satellite

-So shine your light on me

-It’s not too late, we have the rest of our lives

-This is the life you can't deny us now

6.Immortals

-They say we are what we are

-I’m bad behaviour but I do it in the best way

-I’ll be the guard dog of your fevered dreams

-Cause we could be immortals

-I am the sand at the bottom of the hour glass

-Pull the black out curtains now

7.I miss the Misery

-I miss the misery

-I’ve been a mess since you stayed

-i’ve been a wreck since you changed

-I’ve tried but i just can’t take this

-I’d rather fight than just fake it

-Don’t let me get in your way

8.The Resistance

Am a soldier, I won’t surrender

-Who’s gonna stand up, who's gonna fight

Heavy as a hurricane, louder than a freight train

-Heart beating faster, feels like thunder

9.Blood

-And rid myself of all my sin

-I swear I have sense

-We will gain nothing from this

-If you come closer I will lose control

-Cause you’ve been asking for it

10.X Gon’ Give To It Ya

-It’s what hearing, listen

-X gon’ give it to ya

-Fuck waiting for you to get it on your own

-I’ll do it again cos I’m right

-Ain’t never gave anything to me

By inserting the key phrases I found it easier to complete a poem and I experiment with different orders.

Poems

CONTROL UNCHAINED

Thought I had it under control

I don’t need you to believe in me

Now I’m insecure and I acre what people think

I’ve lost control and I don’t want it back

I’m passing over you like a satellite

I’m bad behaviour but I do it in the best way

I’d rather fight than just fake it

Heavy as a hurricane, louder than a freight train

If you come closer I will lose control

There is a beast inside, breaking free

[Insert photo sketches]

IMPERFECT TIME

They say we are what we are

You wanted it to be picture perfect

You can change the whole world

We will gain nothing from this

It’s not too late, we’ve have the rest of our lives

Don’t let me get in your way

You’re worse than nicotine

Ain’t never gave nothin’ to me

Heart beating faster, feels like thunder

Wish we could turn back time

DEATH’S DOOR

I’ve tried but I just can’t take it

Take it out on me

I swear I have sense

Am a soldier, I won’t surrender

I am the sand at the bottom of the hour glass

Its what your hearing, listen

Tell me that you’re in it

Wish we could turn back time

Just one more hit, then we’re through

This is the life you can’t deny us now

ME X YOU

You don’t have to throw it away

Now I’m secure and I care what people think

I know how to change my destiny

I’ve lost control and I don’t want it back

You have to cross the line

Pull the black out curtains now

I miss the misery

Who’s gonna stand up, who’s gonna fight

Cause you’ve been asking for it

X gon’ give it to ya

Evaluation/ Reflection 

When I first looked at the starting brief I was surprised about the topic since it was not something I previously associated with graphics. however, once I started completing the tasks it became more obvious that the point of the brief was to introduce us to the relationship between text and image. A graphic artist is not only someone who creates art pieces on the computer but instead communicates through their artwork with a message. Whether that is from product design, advertising or simply creating a comic. 

[lucianprincess]

Moodboard - Aurora Lucis Caelum and Ardyn Izunia (@fragmenthearted)

[lucianprincess]

Aurora Lucis Caelum and Ardyn Izunia

A little gift for my dear @fragmenthearted​ ♥ (The real version of the "Sleeping Beauty" ^^)

[lucianprincess]

@fragmenthearted | Continued from here

It was deeply lonely, wandering the empty streets of Insomnia with only the daemons and the occasional hunter or Glaive to be found, Ardyn had come to realize when he had returned to the Crown City’s ruins. Even the gleeful, perverse pleasure he’d at first felt had not lasted long, and he was left, technically freed but in reality, just as trapped as he had always been, except now he’d grown used to having company again…

So, he’d taken to leaving the City, telling himself it was to gather information on the young King ascendant and his retainers. To do so, however, he had created himself a false identity as a hunter whose appearance was based on a young woman whose face had stuck with him because she had reminded him of Aera…

When he had last seen his lover, she had seemed to be rather down, which he supposed it was only inevitable, really - he knew only too well what it was like to lose one’s home, then to spend endless days in the dark… It could easily sap everything from one’s heart. So when she had spoken last they met about her love of music, and he recalled seeing something of the kind when he’d gone through her rooms, he had determined to find and return them to her.

Settling down next to her, Ardyn smiled and rested on her shoulder, laughing softly.

“I know, princess. But it would hardly be safe for you to be seen with the Immortal Accursed, now would it? Now, I have something for you.”

Reaching out to take her hand, Ardyn pressed the gift into her hand.

“I found this for you.”

Indeed, seeing the princess in the company of the Immortal Accursed would not hardly be the best thing there is. Especially here. Especially right now. Some might immediately think that they were plotting some dark purpose, or that he was trying to corrupt her to weaken them.

Aurora closed her hand over the gift he had just given her and carried her hand towards her heart, leaning her head against his own. "Thanks to you, I could finally tune this guitar, and I could even play you a piece of it," she said in a soft voice as her other hand came to pick up his. She crossed their fingers and gently stroked the back of his hand with her thumb. It was so strange for her to hold a female hand in this way because she was clearly not attracted by women. She knew that it was only a disguise to ensure his safety and she could not blame him for taking precautions when he came here. But no matter how he looked - even if she had a clear preference for his original appearance - it was only a corporeal envelope and she was well above all that. She loved him for what he was deep inside, not just for his looks.

"Are you going to stay a while? Or leave quickly," she asked with a touch of sadness in her tone of voice, squeezing his hand slightly.

[lucianprincess]

When a simple discussion on Discord with my dear @fragmenthearted about Ardyn and Aurora becoming parents some time before the beginning of the decade of darkness turns into an RP...

Ardyn loves kids so he's just like, "wait, hold on, this isn't fair - what am I supposed to do now??"

Aurora: "Do what you think is right for you, for them, for us, Love."

Ardyn: *looks sad* "...I don't want to leave you..." Aurora: "Then stay. Take on another appearance, stay by my side, by our side... Until we can find a way to save you while bringing back the Light... Please... I beg you..."

Ardyn frowned, very seriously thinking about it. "I... I can but... it will be very difficult... My powers are not meant for... use for so long. It will weaken me, surely..." How long will it be? Will I be able to stand against Noctis? Or do I have to give up on my revenge entirely... "My apologies... I have to give this some thought..."

Aurora put a hand on his cheek and stroked it gently, a sad expression on her face. She nodded then lowered her head to lean her forehead against his chest, hiding the tear rolling over her cheek. "I understand... Don't worry..." she said with a lump in her throat. "I... I don't want to lose you..."

He held her close, resting his head on top of hers. "I know... I miss you dearly already, princess... If only..." She snuggled up against him, wrapping her arms around his waist, her hands grabbing his clothes, her tears rolling silently on her cheeks. "Do you think all this was written? Or do the Gods make us pay at a high price the fact that we challenge them ?"

He stroked her hair gently, feeling a bit bad that he was the reason she was crying. "...I told you there would be a price... I'm so sorry..." Quietly, his hand moved back to her back. "I think - no, I know this is not what I was meant to be doing... But you know... I told Bahamut that I wasn't going to listen to him anyway... So he really ought to have expected something." He chuckled softly, wishing she'd smile again. In the end, he'd still broken... now he regretted that, just a little bit. "The price is certainly painful to pay... But it was really worth it..." She looked up at him, a smile rising on her lips despite her wet eyes. "No matter the pain... Not for a moment do I regret the fact that I gave you my heart... You're the best thing that's ever happened to me in my life... And you deserve to taste the sweet and happy life they have deprived you of..." He brushed his hand across her cheek, feeling the dampness of her tears under his fingers. "I can hardly believe you really mean that - but you have a sweet heart, princess..."

"Ardyn... Haven't I shown you enough how sincere I am with you? Do I still have to prove anything to make you certain?" she said gently, her loving gaze, not letting the slightest lie show through about what she had told him just before. "Our story is far from being a fairy tale. But that's good because I don't still believe in this kind of thing for a long time.... So... If I have to brave the Gods and the Lucii so that you can taste this happiness, then I will."

"I trust you, Aurora. I don't believe you would lie to me. You have a good heart, and I believe you mean what you're saying." He smiled, just a little, and stroked her cheek again before he leaned down to kiss her forehead "It's... simply hard for me to understand how I could possibly be any of that." He laughed softly, his head still against hers, as he closed his eyes. "I'm a disaster... but I suppose you would know that better than anyone else. You're so much better than me, because all I've done is hate... and somehow you love me..."

"Maybe because I know what happened to you...  Because I am the only one who listened to you and wanted to help you despite everything you could have done... Because no one else but me knew how to see the good man who was suffering behind all this..." She nuzzled him before raising her face slightly to pick lips tenderly in a long kiss.

"...thank you, princess." He'd nearly forgotten that moment, when she'd asked to understand him... and all he'd wanted was to be seen and she had. When she'd started to mean so very much to him. He nuzzled her in return, and returned her kiss deeply. "How dark would my life be without you... How lonely and empty... I would have simply gone to my death without fighting without you." His hands rose to cup her face. "It... will hurt, and it will be difficult, but... you are right. You have given me so much; I can't leave you without at least trying to make things right."

Her pale blue eyes showed all the love she had for him, deeply touched by his words. She smiled tenderly at him, placing her hands delicately on his. "I will always be by your side. Always... and forever." His fingers moved to wrap around hers, and he gently squeezed her hands. "If... this doesn't work... I will wait for you in the Beyond. Another thirty, fifty or a hundred years means little to me..."

She gently squeezed his hands back. "I don't know if I'll be able to wait that long to join you, as my sorrow and the pain in my heart will be so great... But... I will look after our children for as long as it takes, longing for the day when we can finally be reunited again..."

"Don't pine for me, princess, please. I want you to be happy... If nothing else - live the life I cannot, for me, and know that I will always be waiting and watching for you." Resting his forehead against hers, he smiled and pressed one more kiss to her nose.

A new tear rolled over her cheek, but its run was quickly stopped by his hand on her face. "I'll try... But I don't promise to be able to do it..." She said softly, nuzzling him.

He nodded slowly. "I know that's all I can ask. Thank you... I know you'll do a wonderful job with our children."

"I will explain to them who their father was and tell them our story... What a good and compassionate man he was before he was betrayed and consumed by his desire for revenge to be finally brought back to the light by the woman he once thought he would have to kill... I will make sure that your memory is not tarnished or forgotten. Never... I promise you, Ardyn... My beloved Lord of my heart..."

Amber eyes closed, he chuckled softly. Gods... He knew she would tell them everything - it would hardly be fair if she didn't - but it hurt to be reminded. "I'm... so very sorry," he found himself murmuring to her. "When they are old enough to understand, you can tell them... I am not ashamed - save for allowing myself to surrender and despair for so long - I take responsibility for what I've done. But I am sorry. I'm so sorry my actions hurt you, Aurora..." Ardyn kissed her one last time. "If you remember me, it is enough. I love you, princess. My beloved princess..." Of course, she would wait until their children were old enough to understand, but she did not intend to hide their father's identity from them. She was not ashamed of their relationship or that she fell in love with him, and she hoped the same could happen to them. "Even if you hurt me, I stayed by your side because I believe in us. Our couple is stronger than all this and we are still able to overcome many challenges together... I am convinced of that... Otherwise, we would not be where we are today..." Aurora kissed him back deeply. "I love you too, Ardyn. And I will never forget you..." He smiled, raising a hand to rest on her head. "Thank you..." Ardyn nuzzled her nose gently. "But, dear princess... I would rather none of that be necessary. I would rather, indeed, that I remain here with you as I stand before you, not as some questionably corporeal apparition - if your Lucii allow me to join their ranks at all that is... I would imagine some might have a thing or two to say about that..."

She nuzzled his nose back, her tears having stopped, leaving only vaguely damp eyes behind them. Her free hand rested on his cheek, gently stroking his jaw and neck with her fingertips. Then she chuckled gently at his words, her warm breath brushing his lips. "I reassure you, I would also prefer to spend the rest of my life knowing that you are here with me... and with us... But as for the Lucii... difficult to say... They tend to consider a person worthy to join their ranks according to their soul. I hope they'll be considered for what you've been through... Otherwise, I'd have to give them the best plea that Eos has ever known." A gentle smirk appeared on her lips. "And as strange as it is, the two Lucii who could convince their assembly are my father... and your brother... because I suspect they're watching us from where they are."

"I hope they liked the show if they've been watching us for long - I'm sure my brother is all sorts of disapproving of us getting up to things..." He chuckled quietly before tucking a quick kiss under her ear. "In fact, he's probably rolling in his grave now that you're carrying my children - I bet he'll insist I've 'corrupted' you." Ardyn leaned his head gently into her touch, asking for more in a way not unlike the chocobos he'd loved, his expression slightly sheepish. "I don't suppose you know if either of them has forgiven me the, ah... rather vicious trouncing I gave them? It was years ago, but... weimmortals have long memories."

"I already told your brother I was going to try to save you... He doesn't seem to want to stop me... Or maybe does he think I can't?" Aurora bent her head to give him free access to her neck so he could kiss her again. "He can roll in his grave if he wants to, I don't care." She continued her gentle caresses on her skin in delicate arabesques. "Forgiven? What are you talking about?" Her fingers paused as she frowned slightly, trying to dig into her memory. Then she recalled reading a newspaper article before her brother's birth about an attack by the Infernian on Insomnia, that King Regis had been seriously wounded and that the great statue of the Founder had even been seen moving through the streets of the city. "Ah... I think I know what you're talking about... I cannot answer you indeed." She chuckled slightly and resumed her caresses. "Do you still realize that if you had killed my father that day, I wouldn't be in your arms as we speak?"

"Likely the latter. He always was full of himself." Since she'd asked, he kissed her again, gently, simply enjoying this nice moment together. When her fingers stopped, however, he pouted, wanting her to continue - when she did but then asked him such a question, he wrinkled his nose, still pouting. "I didn't intend to kill him, you know... It's just, with this body, sometimes, hrmmm... difficult. All I wanted was to see my brother. Besides, I was injured too that day."

"Of course, by hurting his descendant, there was a chance it would work..." Her fingers rested under his chin and she turned his face towards her so that he could look at her. "And to think that his next descendants will also have his brother's in their veins... It's kind of ironic in the end." She chuckled softly before putting a kiss on his nose. "Injured? Your leg?" she asked, a little worried about him.

"It worked, he came for me - in the end, and not before I rather badly injured Regis... Oh he cares so much for his descendants." As she made him look at her, Ardyn smiled, enjoying her touch. "That it is. Delicious, delicious irony after he tried so hard to end me. But I care for my offspring far better than he does, so you at least have nothing to fear." His eyes flickered closed at her question, bright irises hidden behind his thick lashes for a moment as he winced. "Yes. As it turns out, it does the gods no good to have a harbinger of the end if they can't bring him to heel..."

Aurora winced and her smile faded a little as she thought of her father, who she missed so much. Then imagining him wounded made her reappear the images of his death that she could not forget. At least his words about their offspring quickly brought her back her smile, realizing that if Somnus was in his umpteenth generation of descendants, it was probably the first for the man she loved. She stroked his cheek tenderly, leaning her forehead against his. "I'm so sorry they put this burden on you..."

He smiled softly and bumped his nose into hers. "Don't look so sad... Didn't you just say if things were different, we wouldn't be here together? Yes, this has been... absolutely awful... but at least I have you - and now that you're pregnant... I thought I wouldn't ever have another chance to have a family with someone I loved - and it seems I was misinformed."

She exhaled through her nose with a slight smile on her lips, a little like a little laugh, and nodded. "You're right. And it may not be a coincidence that things are what they are." Her smile became a little softer, a new tear rolling against her will on her cheek. Pregnancy hormones seemed to make her much more sensitive than usual. "And I am happy to be able to share this happiness and joy of becoming a parent with you, my Love.

"There, you see?" Gently, he raised a hand to brush away her tear. "I am happy as well... so very, very happy..."

Aurora could not help but have a blissful smile on her face. She leaned to give him one of the most tender kisses she had ever given him, then she wrapped his waist with her arms and gently embraced him, as if to make sure he would stay with her forever.

He leaned down to kiss her in return and wrapped his arms around her to hold her close, with his hands against her back.

[lucianprincess]

"Do you think you might be pregnant?" Ardyn tilts his head, a hint of curiosity and puzzlement showing through his otherwise mild expression.

@fragmenthearted | PREGNANCY SENTENCE STARTERS

Aurora had not been feeling well for several days. Impossible to keep any food in the stomach. At first, she thought she had caught a cold and it would eventually stop, but the symptoms persisted and the nausea was mostly morning sickness. Even the smell and taste of the coffee she loved, however, made her sick now. And to this had been added some pain in her breasts… and when she calculated when her last period started, she noticed that she was more than fifteen days late.

“I’m afraid so, yes,” she replied, mechanically placing her hand on her belly, a little lost because of this news. She was happy to know that she was carrying the child of the man she loved. But what did he think of all this? His reaction made her a little anxious. “Does that please you?” she asked, hesitantly for a moment.

[lucianprincess]

🎈 - Bring my muse something to cheer them up (Ardyn)

@fragmenthearted | SOFT INTIMACY MEME

As time went by, Aurora’s morale dropped. The fall of Insomnia had profoundly affected her. Her brother had disappeared. The nights that had become longer and longer, not allowing sunlight to be seen at most four hours a day. The fights against creatures of the local fauna and daemons on a daily basis exhausted her. Lack of sleep and repeated insomnia that sometimes made her irritable. But what also seriously affected her mood was the fact that she only saw the man she was madly in love with for a short stolen time. Even if it was hard, there was no way she would deny the feelings she had for him.

One day when she had retired to the roof of one of Lestallum’s buildings, the princess was joined by a blonde woman. When she saw her, she exhaled in a slight chuckle, a smirk stretching on her lips. “I will never get used to seeing you in this form, my Dear,” she said gently, letting Ardyn sit beside her. She was sincerely happy to see him again after his long absence, but she knew that this moment of happiness did not last long.

But what she didn’t expect was that her lover would put something in her hand that she never thought she would see again. Something that had remained on the desk of her room at the Citadel the day she had to flee. A tuning fork and an ebony pick on which was inlaid with a fine gold kind of sun similar to those found in the remains of the Solheim civilization. Her eyes shone, tears rising to her eyes as a happy smile appeared on her face. She loved playing music. It was an outlet for her. By the greatest coincidence, she had found an old guitar out of tune abandoned during a mission. And he remembered their last discussion about that.

 "Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Love… You don’t know how much this means to me…“

[lucianprincess]

(Ardyn, of course ^^)

@fragmenthearted​​​ | IF THEY HAD A KID MEME

Venia (Izunia) Lucis Caelum

Name: Venia (Izunia) Lucis Caelum.

Gender: Female.

General Appearance: Hazel eyes. Dark reddish brown hair. Tall. Slender. Soft features.

Personality: Merciful. Smart. Gentle. Empathetic. Impulsive.

Special Talents: Artistic sense (drawing, painting). Able to use royal magic. Can heal the Starscourge like her father.

Who they like better: Both of her parents and her twin brother Animus.

Who they take after more: She looks like her mother but with some characteristics of her father.

Personal Headcanon: Her name means “favor”, “kindness” or “pardon” in Latin.

Face Claim: Tuppence Middleton

Animus (Izunia) Lucis Caelum

Name: Animus (Izunia) Lucis Caelum.

Gender: Male.

General Appearance: Blue eyes. Dark brown hair. Tall. Fine muscles. Angular features.

Personality: Charming. Clever. Temperate. Rational. Protector.

Special Talents: Charming smile. Wears the hat better than his father. Able to use royal magic.

Who they like better: Both of his parents and his twin sister Venia.

Who they take after more: He looks like his father but with some characteristics of his mother.

Personal Headcanon: His name means “mind”, “intellect”, “soul”, “feelings” or “heart”  in Latin.

Face Claim: Ian Somerhalder

Common Headcanon: Their mother never hid their father's identity from them, since she never felt the slightest shame about being in love with the Immortal Accursed. She has always explained to them why he could not live with them and why they could not see him often, something they seem to have accepted because every time their father visits them, it is always a moment of joy and happiness that the four of them share together.

However, their mother never wanted to reveal who their father was to her relatives, despite their constant questions. But there came a time when, by searching for who the children might look like, they finally discovered the truth by realizing that they had characteristics of both Aurora and Ardyn. In other words, the news was very difficult to accept for them...

[lucianprincess]

OOC

Added Cross Muses Verses:

Cross Muses Verse | We have control over our destiny Exclusive with: @fragmenthearted (Ardyn, Somnus, Regis) Age Range: Varied Verses: Before the Fall, No turning back, Neverending nightmare, Another dawn, Out of time Ship: Ardyn & Aurora

Cross Muses Verse | No matter what our bond; we will always be together Exclusive with: @triggerxhappy , @totalxclarity & @dragoonxdive Age Range: Varied Verses: Before the Fall, No turning back, Neverending nightmare, Walk tall Ship: Prompto & Aurora , Ignis & Aranea

Cross Muses Verse | As long as I live; I will be by your side Exclusive with: @emily-lotus & @multimusexfive (Ignis) Age Range: Varied Verses: Before the Fall, No turning back, Neverending nightmare, Another dawn Ship: Ignis & Aurora , Gladiolus & Emily

[lucianprincess]

[ shower ] your muse joining mine in the shower. (Ardyn would rather join her in a bath, but it will do)

@fragmenthearted | NSFW MUSE REACTION PROMPTS

The years in darkness were now counted on the fingers of one hand and the Princess of Lucis’ daily life was summed up in the same old refrain. Scouting missions to locate enemy forces or daemons hunting. She was brave to temporarily take over the kingdom’s regency until her brother returned for the sole purpose of protecting and caring for her people.

However, it had been a long time since Aurora had lost her smile. She once again concentrated body and soul on her duties, letting only a strong and determined woman appear from her, thus avoiding thinking about her personal troubles. Because deep down, she felt desperately sad that she could not be with the man she loved and that she could only rarely see because of their more than difficult situation. It was quite painful, especially when she saw that her friends were all now in a relationship. Everyone wondered why she deliberately refused the advances of some men with whom she got along very well. And each time, she replied that she was not in the mood to engage in any kind of romantic relationship.

Coming back from a hunting mission, Aurora had returned to her apartment in Lestallum, covered with soil, blood and probably daemonic particles. She undressed, healed her few minor wounds and decided to take a nice hot bath to relax from that day, keeping only her pendant around her neck.

Lying in the bathtub, with her eyes closed and her headphones on her ears, she emptied her mind, no longer paying attention to what was around her, only hoping that the Crystal would not decide at that precise moment to send her any vision. Her thoughts focused on the music she was listening to, she didn’t notice that her star crossed lover had come into her apartment - she had given him a key some times ago. She only noticed it when she felt a disturbance in the water of her bath. A sweet smile appeared on her lips as she felt Ardyn leaning towards her to kiss her, like a princess we were trying to wake up. “I missed you terribly,” she whispered, opening her eyes when their lips left.

[lucianprincess]

Ⓐ

@fragmenthearted | SEND ME Ⓐ AND MY MUSE WILL RATE YOURS

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed

[lucianprincess]

🌟 - our muses cuddle up and stargaze (Ardyn)

@fragmenthearted | SOFT AND AFFECTIONATE

Another night they had the chance to spend together. There were too few of them, but the Star-crossed lovers knew how to appreciate each of them at their true value.

Aurora had managed to escape the rest of the group, claiming that she had a personal mission to manage on her side. This little lie allowed her to spend a few days away from the boys - because even if she liked them, she sometimes liked to refocus on herself - and to stay during this time with the man she loved. She knew it couldn’t last more than two or three days, but it would already be a lot for them.

Lying on the grass, the young woman was huddled in Ardyn’s arms, her head resting against his. She was not very reassured because she could hear the daemons not far from them. But she knew that her sweet Love preferred to avoid going to one of the Havens that the Oracle had blessed. Even if she was a little scared, she felt good with him, thinking that she had nothing to fear at that moment. “I wish this moment would never end…”

[lucianprincess]

Garnet Core, Diamond Kiss, Rosy Touch ^_^

@fragmenthearted​​ |STONEWORK HEADCANONS

Garnet Core: What sorts of things would they be willing to do for friends? For family? For their significant other(s)?

Aurora is ready for anything for her family, friends and significant other. Really anything. As well as being sharp to push them into their entrenchments and make them rise, as well as being ready to move mountains for them. She will not hesitate for a second to put herself in danger or to sacrifice her own life if it would allow her to save theirs.

Diamond Kiss: What kind of clothing and accessories do they prefer to wear? Are there are any particular reasons outside of general comfort that they like wearing these? 

Aurora loves fashion and dressing according to the latest trends.

Her wardrobe ranges from the most casual outfits to do her Crownsguard duties, from simple and sophisticated princely outfits to the most elegant outfits when she has to go to royal balls or cocktail parties.

She has a particular affection for her Kingsglaive garb, which she finds very comfortable… and which she wore on the day of the fall of Insomnia.

As for accessories, apart from a few classic earrings, bracelets or rings, there is only one piece of jewellery that she keeps on her at all times: her pendant made by the best goldsmith in Insomnia commissioned by her father and created from a shard of the Divine Crystal that she received when she was only 4 years old.

Rosy Touch: How do they show affection nonverbally? Are they likely to show affection with their words as well?

Aurora may be clumsy and uncomfortable when it comes to showing affection to someone. She will never tell her family or friends that she loves them and cares about them even if she does. She will tease them and have lots of little attention to them.

On the other hand, even if she doesn’t say in words that she loves her partner, her eyes will always say it for her. She likes to embrace him and huddle silently against him or caress his hair while looking at him tenderly. Just like cooking him a nice dinner or playing him a piece of piano, violin or guitar.

[lucianprincess]

"I don't want you to leave. Will you stay the night?" (Ardyn's lonely)

@fragmenthearted​ | STAGES OF RELATIONSHIPS STARTERS

Aurora’s situation was not the easiest. On the one hand, she did not want to betray Noctis and had to protect her people from the darkness that was becoming more and more present. And on the other hand, she wanted to help Ardyn, whom she was in love with, and bring him back to the light. It was a double game without really being one because she hoped to find a way to counter the divine plans and prevent it from ending in a bloodbath.

And it was all the more complicated so that the star-crossed lovers could spend time together without the princess being her brother and friends on her back. Then hearing Ardyn’s voice ask her to stay this way seemed to her to be a plea that made her a heartache.

“Ardyn…  It’s not that I don’t want to…  You know that very well….” she replied painfully as she was comfortably huddled in his arms, both lying on the sofa in his room. She only wanted to stay with him.  But she knew that if she didn’t go back to the hotel, the boys would end up worrying. She sighed sadly, looking away to the window for a moment before closing her eyes in search of an idea… or of an excuse… that she quickly found. Aurora brought her attention back to the man next to her, put her fingers on his jawline so that he could look at her and smiled at him tenderly. 

“But if you let me send a message, then maybe I could stay…” she whispered, brushing his lips with her fingertips.