#somnus tag

[ardynzunia]

@somnus-lucis-caelum  “No.”

It was a quick response. Almost too fast, in fact. But Somnus had a reputation to uphold – and a duty. He slayed those that were too far gone. To save others. Once infected there was little hope – his brother, of course, thought he knew better. But Somnus knew that his healing could never outpace the infection. And it weakened him.

Still, he slowed in his work at cleaning blood of his leather armour.

“I did. Once. But it is no use. It makes me hesitate. It makes me think too much. They aren’t human anymore, Ardyn. They are just Daemons. And the humans, if they are still inside that, only suffer. It is merciful to end that.”

----

"There is plenty of use!" Ardyn huffs.

He pulls a dagger out of the ground and begins to clean it, looking at the mess of bodies Somnus' men will need to clean up. All monsters, all once citizens of their homeland. He thinks about the whispers calling Somnus a monster, who thinks he only cares about killing monsters and not protecting his people. Ardyn brushes a had through his hair.

"Look. Aera heals, you kill those who've turned, and I kill the ones that are in between. Too far gone but not transformed. All of it necessary and good work," He explained. "But I seem to be the only one thinking about my image while doing it!"

He waves his hand in frustration. He doesn't understand how two such public figures don't understand how their actions affect their image.

"It doesn't matter for little miss white magic, but me and you? We have to make them understand it's needed." He said. "They aren't scared of me cause I make it painless, because I talk the families through it. It's not really an option when they are already monsters but. I don't know. If we could figure out who they were, we could send some condolences? Show them you care beyond pest control."

[ardynzunia]

Arctus froze when he saw the man across the way. A man who was definitely staring right back. He looked just like his brother, except older by a decade or so.

Just like the version that murdered him in his dreams. Like last night.

"Hey!" He called, "Who are you? I uh. . . haven't seen you in the Citadel before."

starter for @ardynzunia

--- A squint. Somnus intently observed a particular person with a rather familiar face. Was this really Ardyn? Was the really his brother? For now the man chose to observe and see how things will go.

[somnolent-sun]

somnolent sun upload schedule:

-> wednesday: worship wednesday . posts about how I personally worship and honor the gods in my day-to-day life

-> friday: hypnos . posts about how I worship hypnos in my life, and what I did that day for him

-> saturday: asmodeus . posts about how I worship asmodeus in my life, and what I did that day for him -> sunday: apollon . posts about how I worship apollon in my life, and what I did for him that day

worship wednesday posts will be queued weekly (hopefully) and I will try to keep these posts weekly or bi-weekly

I am disabled and suffer from chronic fatigue so posts may happen at random too lol

[picmurasaki]

Calm down Somnus 🤣

Healer Ardyn is nice to draw with his long hair tho 💜

[puck-artistry]

@bweirdart ‘s oc-tober day 7: personality! was tempted by an alternate quote but this got ruled funnier

[fatherentropy]

brain went "oh actually the specifics of Martin's fate reminds me of the ending for FFXV pre DLC" but then the brain went "Oh actually Tuveri is very Ardyn-esc™" and when have I not had to drag everyone around me on one of my gods forsaken tangents

[maryse127]

Got tagged by @dying-suffering-french-stalkers to post 4 albums I listened to lately and then I forgot about it for like at least a week so here's some belated music talk!

So Much (For) Stardust by Fall Out Boy: Often when I listen to a new album by a favorite artist/band I am kinda underwhelmed/disappointed because it is different or not as good as what came before and I really need a bit to let the music grow on me. THIS ALBUM HOWEVER! Complete opposite experience. This thing is a masterpiece from start to finish and I needed only one listen to realise it. Every song that came on was amazing. I was literally surprised by myself that I kept loving every song that came on. 10/10 everyone needs to listen to this right now omg

2. Songs From Final Fantasy XV by Florence and the Machine: Final Fantasy XV starts and ends with a beautiful cover of Stand by Me but Florence and the Machine made an additional two songs that aren't actually in the game. This entire thing is only 15 minutes long but these 3 songs singlehandedly made Florence the 3rd artist on my Spotify wrapped last year. Too Much Is Never Enough made me cry when I first heard it. Stand By Me makes me emotional too. I Will Be is hauntingly beautiful. Even if you don't get the full emotional damage from Final Fantasy XV's tragic ending PLEASE listen to this even just for the insane vocals. I promise this will be a 15 minutes well spent.

3. Speaking of Final Fantasy XV My Beloved: Final Fantasy XV Original Soundtrack by God herself aka Yoko Shimomura (and some others): This album singlehandedly made Yoko Shimomura my second artist on my Spotify Wrapped last year. I recently bought this on CD and it is the best thing ever. (The fact that Noctis My Beloved looks very handsome on disc 1 is also a great feature of the CD Box) I love this soundtrack so much. It is very long so I wont demand anyone listen to it in its entirety (even tho yall should) but special shoutouts to Apocalypsis Aquarius, Somnus (Instrumental), Valse di Fantastica, Wanderlust, Veiled in Black and Noctis (I could make a whole seperate post about Noctis theme but omg it makes me emotional)

4. Speak Now by Taylor Swift: So by now you might be wondering who was number 1 on my Spotify Wrapped and it was miss Swift here. I haven't really listened to Speak Now as much lately but I did a few weeks before getting tagged for this. I am trying to manifest Speak Now Taylor's Version because I NEED those vault songs. This is one of if not my favorite album of hers. This is the closest we will ever get to a Taylor Swift rock album. Also: Enchanted My Beloved. Downside of Taylor's Version will be the new album cover because I love this artwork so fucking much and she will never make the new one as good as this one

Tagging: @turtlebats @elfje-8 @mister-e-muss @humongousfurybeard @arkeyr79 and any other follower who would like to do this just say I tagged you :)

[mikumixtwix]

relistening to Genesis Girl Gretel and it's taking everything in me rn to not start actually writing something for my ffxv/evillious au like, rlly trying here to at least commit to and finish this one bit of my jaune timeloop fic

[jimmythejiver]

Apparently one of my favorite tropes to write is the "I'm the father, not that guy raising him, oops I'm wrong due to bad counting, misconstrued prophecy or power of belief, looks like he is the father after all" anti-reveal. Don't know if this ever shows up anywhere (must've in some broken clock's always right twice a day soap opera plot), but I've done it twice. Not that that's a spoiler or anything XP

[holyguardian]

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●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● | ATTRACTION ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● | AFFECTION ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● | INTEREST ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● | LOYALTY ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● | TRUST

He has an okay nose, I guess.

Real talk, the max didn't feel like enough. I even considered joking and just scoring him all as ○○○○○ for the hehe's of it. But Somnus and Aerith are special to me. I already gushed about them earlier today, and I meant what I said, that this couple really opened my eyes and in a way opened up my blog as well. At that time I was really guarded about even trying anything shippy without a slow burn development to back it up. Then Aerith pushed Somnus onto a bed and in less than 15 replies they were ride or die and we as writers who had only ever spoken a little through Tumblr messages and the tags ended up adding each other on Discord and I have gained a friend for life out of this insanity.

So, Somnus really deserves to break the scale into something insane and intense, because Aerith and Somnus are insane and intense. I hope they have a long and happy story together spanning all the worlds we ever touch because they deserve to be an epic.

[notjustjavierpena]

Ok so someone said Pedro is so husband in Gladiator 2 and I was wondering if you would possibly do a Marcus and pregnant!wife fic?! Please 🤍

Restless

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A/N: This was so fun to write and I hope you like it! Just fyi, this is not a part of my series Ubi tu Gaius, ego Gaia.

Summary: Being heavily pregnant makes it hard to sleep.

Pairing: Marcus Acacius x f!reader/you (no y/n)

Tags: Pregnant reader, kisses, a general devoted to his wife

Word count: 1k

Link to this work on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60543115

Restless

Since entering the final stages of carrying your child, nights in bed have been restless. You lay awake most of the time, drifting off on your side only to wake up not long after with a foot pressing against your ribs. It is a strange paradox how something so unpleasant can offer you comfort at the same time, serving as a reminder that your baby is healthy and strong. You’ll take watching the sunrise each morning if it means knowing that they are well, even if it means exhaustion from the lack of rest. 

Tonight is no different. You are yet again caught in the realm of the awake, carefully turning over from side to side as you beg God Somnus to show you mercy and grant you some sleep. However, just as your eyes start to flutter closed, you are startled awake by another swift kick to your insides. 

“You are as restless as your father,” you speak quietly and with affection to the life within your belly, pressing your hand over the spot. You glance at Marcus as you say it, already aware of how he is stirring from his slumber because the littlest of things can rouse him. After all, he is a light sleeper, old habits making him as vigilant in bed with you as he is on the battlefield. 

“Another night on slumber’s battlefield?” Marcus asks while sleep still clings to him. His voice is rough, rumbling through his chest as he speaks. 

You nod with a sigh, reaching for your husband’s hand to guide it to rest on your belly. His voice joining yours has woken up the baby even more, and they seem even more enthusiastic in announcing their presence to their parents, “It seems like your child is preparing for a campaign of their own. Feel.”

“My child?” He asks with a fond smile, another jab at his palm making him gently trace patterns across your belly. 

“During nights like these, they’re your child,” you tease lightheartedly and earn a gentle smile, a twinkle in his eyes. 

“I suppose that’s fair,” he chuckles quietly but it is interrupted by another spirited kick. He sucks in a breath, talking quietly as if mostly to himself, “Every time I do this… I still can’t believe—“

“Neither can I,” you say dreamily and rest your own hand on top of his. You guide his palm over the curve of your swollen belly, “But they’re really in there. Feel this. Here’s their back and this… this must be the foot that’s keeping me from sleeping.”

Marcus’ calloused palm is warm as it skims across your stomach, feeling its way around to picture the growing bundle inside of you. His eyes are filled with uninhibited wonder, a joy that seems to be more frequent on his face after Goddess Juno granted you this blessing so soon after your union. He shifts on the bed to bend down and kiss where he has just felt a particularly enthusiastic kick. 

“Listen to me, little one,” he murmurs softly against your skin, “Your beautiful mother is doing all the work bringing you into the world and into my arms. The least you could do is grant her some rest.”

“I don’t think it’s going to happen. I think they’ve inherited some of your rebellion,” you begin but Marcus looks at your face with feigned outrage. He crawls up to hover over you. 

“Their rebellious spirit is directly from you,” he argues with a charming smile, palms flat against the bed on either side of you. In return, you reach up to cup his face and drag him down for a sweet kiss. He smells like olive oil and metal from his armor, proof of him being in the sun all day during today’s training session. He should be exhausted but he kisses you like he isn’t. 

“Then you should know how to tame them just like you tamed me, General,” you bite back with a mischievous expression, a high-pitched giggle interrupting your attempt at an attitude because Marcus maneuvers you onto your side again, this time facing away from him. He crawls up behind you, scooping his arm underneath you so he can cradle your full belly with both hands. 

“Close your eyes,” he tells you, splaying his hands on you until the warmth of his touch starts to calm everything in your body and mind, “Focus on your breathing. In and out. Slowly like the tide.”

You can feel the gentle change in the room, both Marcus and the baby falling into sync with you as sleep comes knocking for all three of you. He talks in a quiet whisper even on the verge of slumber, his chest rising and falling against your back while your belly mirrors it, “That’s it. You’re safe, my love. My heart, my strength, my guiding light.”

“Tell me about our baby,” you murmur softly, eyelids growing heavy until you capitulate and close them. 

“Our baby,” he begins, pressing a kiss to your shoulder, “Will be as beautiful as their mother. When they laugh it’ll be with your laugh, and when they smile, everyone will think of you in an instant. Perhaps, they will be granted the courage of Mars. Or perhaps the wisdom of Minerva, a real strategist.”

His hands continue their slow and gentle pattern over your stomach, lulling you even closer to the edge of sleep. You relax further into his embrace, letting his words wash over you as he continues, “And as for me, I hope they will inherit my heart. I hope to pass on my sense of duty and purpose. They’ll be honorable, stand firm, and protect the ones they love.”

“Marcus,” you say without knowing why. 

“They will be loved,” he adds as if it is the most true of all, his forehead resting against the back of your head, “Loved beyond comparison, beyond comprehension. By us and even the Gods themselves, and they will never doubt this. They will find it to be as certain as Sol and Nox ensuring each day and night.” 

“I like that,” you smile sleepily, barely awake anymore. 

“Me too,” you hear him say just before sleep finally claims you, his voice a calming echo that tells you he’s telling the truth.

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[ardynzunia]

@betrayingcrown from here

--- "Well... Can you?" Was he worried about Ardyn? Perhaps. But maybe he shouldn't show his concern with such an attitude...

_____

Ardyn normally would have snapped something nasty back. But the the genuine sound in Somnus voice deflated the acid out of his own like a popped water balloon. He sighed and scrubbed his hands through his long hair.

"I don't know, Things were a lot easier when everyone just thought I was Aera's little pet," He said. "Aera's busy and asked me to help planning that . . .ball thing. Fighting and spying and killing are easy but this is all just a bit intimidating."

He glanced over the seating chart again. It wasn't too hard to read, even considering he'd only learned after meeting Aera. But then again, he'd pretty quickly swapped basics for reports from the little network of informants he'd built for Somnus.

"Your fancy right? Do you know how to do this shit without pissing everyone off," he asked. "Their going to be mad enough when she announces she's getting engaged to a bastard."

[fatummortem]

@collectingmuses​ asked:  👫+ for any of our muses that interact! Send  👫 & I’ll write 4 headcanons I have for our muses Accepting

Daken & Jack ( @videoxnasty​ )

Once Ry finds out about Jack’s nighttime job, he’s going to mess with him. Play with him just a little to make him believe he’s stalking a bestie, when it reality it’s just Ry himself. No matter Jack’s reaction, if he has a good time or is extremely grumpy with Ry, he’ll make a habit of it. Just to have a bit of fun & to keep Jack on his toes.

Roxie & Johnny ( @bonesandbrimstone​​ )

Roxie will find excuses to do motorcycle tricks, even those that aren’t fairly popular, every moment she can get when she’s around her Pa. Going so far to even practice the ‘de activator’ whenever he’s around just to see his reaction to her antics. She tries not to do it with his bike, at least until she’s perfected the moves.

Even though Roxie has a habit of dying her hair a lot of the time, to varying colours & styles she finds a way to keep a small sliver of blonde untouched by expression or hiding her true identity just to feel the close connection with her Pa. Whether she’s around to see him or not.

Robbie & Johnny 

We haven’t interacted with them just yet, but we’ve also talked about them a lot over the last few years. 

I see Robbie seeing Johnny as either a father figure or a brother, a lot of the times the lines between the two of them blur or the two merge together. I can definitely see him calling Johnny, leaving those long rambling voicemails like one does with family, just to talk about what’s going on. Just talking about his dventures with the Avengers or how his powers are changing & when he goes on his multiverse travels with the Multiverse Avengers he’d either leave another voicemail or just shoot off a few texts from a random burner phone ( if his phone is disconnected).

With the current run i have such angsty feels about the multiverse avengers for Robbie. Yes he’s becoming more powerful, but as his journey goes on he’s feeling more disconnected from himself & worried about it. He’s struggling. I feel like he’d go to visit Johnny for guidance. Or at least someone to relax around & talk to who might be able to understand.

[somnolent-sun]

OKAY I figured some stuff out so im updating the blog now (I say as if I didnt already do it) new blog name is Somnolent Sun, referencing both Hypnos and Apollon I will only go by Niccolo or Nico on this blog, as I decided that will be my practice name :3 Will update more stuff when its ready but im sleepy (its 1pm)

[holyguardian]

Aerith turned her head slightly. There had been a shift in mood, and Somnus made it immediately evident that he was not here to play at games. He struck at the heart of the matter. It was noble of him... and foolish.

"Go on." she urged. She would hear of what King Jacob had stolen.

... though even she was a little surprised to hear the answer.

Ariadne and Vergil were Jacob's greatest pride. The twins sat at the King's table and kept close quarters to him. They weren't simply wards, they were part of his innermost sanctum, and their word was valued as much as his chosen. She shifted, the information did not sit well with her.

But she had to keep up appearances. Even here, even in a moment where they seemed to be all alone, the Queen knew how much little birds could hear and report. "I can't say that I understand." she sat forward. "How could they have been kidnapped when by all accounts they were rescued from a forest?"

She didn't wish to be so cold. In truth, the mother in her ached. Even now these very twins had their baby fat still clinging to them, no matter how grown they acted. "I must admit that I am otherwise sorry. I have a daughter of my own, you see. Should I draw my last breath and leave her to this world without me, I know my final wish would be for her to know a life of happiness and of mercy. War... well, we both know what war is." It was not a place for children.

Then she asked something that felt too important to gloss over. "Tell me of their parents?"

@somnus-lucis-caelum

There were many questions Somnus had about her. She behaved so differently from what he had expected. And he had a feeling she wasn't playing games - he had to be careful, though. Someone who had survived Emmanuel and now survived Jacob was someone, who had more strength than whole troops of brave warriors.

And maybe more skills in manipulation, than anyone should have... what was her endgoal in all of this? Power? An army and kingdom for herself? Or just a life for her and her daughter? She hailed from another kingdom... would she want to return there?

In time, maybe, he would be able to have all these questions answered. But for now, there was curiosity on both of their ends.

Smirking a little, Somnus took a sip from the goblet he had been offered. Of course Jacob would be... less than happy about him.

"Well. That might be because I suspect Jacob has taken something from a few friends of mine years ago. Stolen it.", he alluded, weighing, how much he could tell her. Though she would find out sooner or later anyway, today. Because Somnus would not beat around the topic with Jacob.

His tone grew colder then. He hated this and it was palpable. Putting the goblet down again, his eyes met Aerith's again.

"The silver wolves. That's the name the people gave them. A set of twins, skilled with magic powers. And silver hair. They are my godchildren. And Jacob kidnapped them after their parents' death. But he keeps them away from this information - and from me. He had no right to ruin their lives like that. Ariadne and Vergil deserved better than being forced into war by a brute, who knows nothing about children and only had mercy on them because he wanted to take advantage of their powers."

[birdbrain-npts]

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