#oldfrxend

[thekingsshield]

@oldfrxend from here

    “Not specifically?” Oh this was going to end well. Gladio took a seat and looked up at his father. “So, what’s this non-specific problem?”

[floweringeclipse]

dea @ iris and gladio: the Hair Flip works wonders, y’know

the children, skeptical: is that how you got dad?

dea: no, clarus did the hair flip to ME and i fell hard

[amplectormors]

captaindrautos replied to your post “Are the mutts arguing again?”

[oldfrxend] Take a hot poker up the ass, 'your majesty.'

“Is that what you call my son’s dick?”

[patergladium]

[oldfrxend] Its been two days since anyone has seen the 12-year-old son of the Shield in the citadel. Rumor has it he was attacked by daemons and nearly killed.

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Regis hated those rumours, but what if they were true? He couldn’t be sure unless he went to see Clarus. No one would notice him leave, and he couldn’t ask Mors or Ambrose. Regis snuck though the Citadel, warping past guards to prepare a little basket of food for his Shield.

It wasn’t long until he was sneaking out, through the gardens and into the city to go to the manor he knew belonged to the Amicitias. He had to see Clarus. Had to kiss his cheeks and make him better.

[flowerxshield]

[Oldfrxend] Iris' phone buzzed with the text from her father. "Can you come by the office today? Have Jared bring you."

Oh god. What had she done now? Her father usually didn't ask to see her unless she had done something wrong. She let out a sigh and quietly texted back.

[Papacitia]: Okay, dad. I'll be there soon.

She quietly dressed in her normal outfit, brushing the skirt down before asking Jared quietly to take her to see her father. She was nervous the whole way there, wondering just what she had done. She couldn't remember doing anything wrong.  The brunette thanked the older man before getting out and going up tp her father's office, heart pounding in her chest as she knocked on the door.

"Papa?"

[regisinfernus]

Clarus

lemme smash

[perman432-blog]

I miss the good old times .. good friends and no worry’s ... but now i don’t know what to think .. I’m losing everyone and scared of my love to leave me .. but I do have my favorite thing to do to get my mind off of it ... photography and free climbing

[leorugiet]

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“Sir.” He wheezes out air when he’s finally able to get some in his chest. “I think having that baby made you go soft. You can do better than that.” Cor had never learned to warp more than two feet without getting viciously ill, but he’d learned to move fast, as fast as he possibly could without the King’s magic to aid him. “I didn’t fight Gilgamesh for you to baby me.”

[galahdanwildflower]

{ @oldfrxend​ || continued from ❋ }

Her heart still jumps whenever he kisses her, and she flusters even more at the touch of his hand. His tenderness is almost never present when he’s Shield, when they roam the Citadel halls doing their duties, and so she feels so lucky to get to witness this side of him so often at home. 

“You’re right; and the blooms are even larger this year, hm?” Dea nods proudly at the vibrant petals, realizing that admiring their beauty is something she’ll never grow tired of. Then his offer perks her up even more. After all, it’s been months since the last time they’d had a night off. “You’re... sure? And the council doesn’t have anything for you to do tonight as well?”

[son-of-regis]

Continue from here X

“Do you know what my dad has planned for my birthday? is it wolf themed?”

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[thekingsshield]

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    “Absolutely we need to arm wrestle. Noct has money on the line here.” He smiled. “You too afraid of me?”

[floweringeclipse]

Ask your boyfriend Mors how your father got all those scars on his back.

“Not my boyfriend--” at least, she didn’t think that the former monarch considered their... relationship to be something like that...

But the reason her words falter so soon is because of the rest of what she hears.

Her father?

Did Mors have anything to do with her father..? But what could h...--

A sickening feeling is pooling within her gut and it’s telling her not to pry, that curiosity will kill the cat. 

But she never did listen to that voice, did she?

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[mr-hammerproof-thickskull]

[oldfrxend] 🍲 -- Squash blossom soup, made from the garden he tends in his spare time.

Send me a 🍲 to give my muse a home-cooked meal.

Bonus if you specify WHAT the meal is, of course!

Cid slowly takes the container of soup before look sup confused and surprised. “Didn’t know ya to cook.” When they were out in the country with the rest of the old gang, Weskham did most of the cooking, but Cid did some grilling and simple things from time to time. 

[patergladium]

[Oldfrxend] the room was mostly dark, some sort of abandoned kennel. In the cage in the corner was Clarus, curled against the far wall. His clothing was mostly shredded and covered in dry blood. In the cage with him was a hunting hound, though this animal seemed mad in the head. It snarled and snapped at Clarus, the short leash that tied it to the cage kept the animal from reaching the boy. The dog stood between Clarus and the exit, trapping him inside.

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Regis panicked at the sight, moving close as his eyes went from the dog to Clarus and back. He moved, setting down the basket and digging to get some meat and throw it where the dog could get to it and get out of the way so Clarus could escaped. Regis prayed it worked, the next actions would break his heart.

[bitterroyalty-blog]

@oldfrxend from here.

“Not this.” He replied, quickly. A snap. Quick. “You don’t get to do this. In battle is one thing but this---- this is crazy! I can’t. . .” His hands are in his hair, tugging softly at the ends.�� “I didn’t know he was going to do this, I swear to you, I didn’t---”

[flowerxshield]

Regis scoops up the little girl and takes her for a tea party.

Iris squeals happily, holding onto her daddy’s neck. She loved her tea parties with him. It was always a special treat when he got to spend time with the tiny princess. 

“Is papa gonna join us?” She asked curiously, wondering if since her daddy had time for her, that her papa did too. The princess tilted her head, looking up at him.