#ultimabladed

[sezja]

........yeah I'll vote on that for you, @ultimablades

[fatesoracle]

It had been a long time since she had seen her King to be, keeping him alive had been more important than anything else in the end. That feat alone had carried many risks. She was thought to be dead, the beloved Oracle of Eos, but the Gods had secretly granted her the gift of life. For many moons she had to hide for the knowledge of her being alive would have thrown everything off.

She watched from afar, helping in mysterious ways when she could. It had pained her heart to watch him grieve but she knew she had to stick to the right path until the time was right. Once all had finally calmed and restored to balance she could finally reveal herself and he would be the first to know.

It had to be perfect and it had to be close. Would he be likely to travel a great distance to meet her? Would he truly believe? Probably not, but if she gave him the hope and proximity then he would have to seek her within his own Kingdom.

Evening was just setting in when an old friend came trotting silent up to the throne with a book in his mouth. Umbra lets out a small wine and nudge the small book of memories into the King’s lap. If he has the heart to flip through it he indeed happens across a new entry near the end of the book. 

‘Many moons have come and gone, proving that even in darkness light never fades. Neither should the hope ever fade within ourselves, for to lose hope is a fate worse than death. Even in darkness, your light has never left you. Even when it could not been seen. Because the moon is new, does it mean it is not there? Next time we meet, you shall truly be King and I will be there beneath the stars of your Palace. If your heart still has hope, only then will your eyes see the truth.’ 

There was only one place beneath the stars, the tall glass windows of the upper citadel where the main room lets all the light from the moon spill in. It was there that she stood silently waiting. To see if he would come or not as the pale moons light glistened off her elegant white dress as if she had stepped from a very dream. 

@ultimabladed

[thewindywielder]

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“That’s a really cool sword.”

[queen-of-disney-castle]

Royals (For ultimabladed)

Word had reached the Queen far too late that Lucis had fallen. And her dear friend, Regis…gone. Minnie’s heart ached for all involved. An invading empire wreaking havoc, the Kingdom’s crystal gone, and the daemons becoming more rampant. Too much pain and suffering had been inflicted upon Lucis and its people, and the Queen was determined to help restore some form of order.

When word of Regis’ heir reached her, Minnie knew that the best way to honour her fallen friend was to watch over his son. With her help, they could restore Lucis to its former glory and give its people safety from the daemons. She sent word to Insomnia through her own messengers, and was both delighted and relived to have received a response letting her know that Regis’ heir was safe. She had offered the Prince and his friends refuge in the castle while a plan could be formed to assist the fallen Kingdom.

And now, the day had come when Minnie was expecting her new guests. She sat in the throne room of her magnificent castle as Chip and Dale came in excitedly to let her know that an unfamiliar black car had entered the castle grounds. She settled the mechanics and instructed them to bring the newcomers inside. She sighed as they ran off towards the car. It wouldn’t be long now.

[polarlucis]

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“Boom. Freshly brewed and they totally won’t explode this time.”

Polaris crossed her arms over her chest as she looked over the new batch of alchemical curatives. Blue eyes gleamed proudly at the newest group of potions and she nodded slowly. Newer recipes always had a slight risk with them, but she’d always take the time to try. For her brother and the others, there was nothing she wouldn’t or couldn’t do. Besides, since this was the only way she felt helpful with her limited combat expertise. Shifting slightly, she waited for his response, a bit nervous to see what he’d say.

“I uh...took a lot longer measuring things this time...”

[sleepingheir]

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Lux never liked fishing, that was always their dad and Noctis. The younger Prince favored something more active, like a sport- or at least something that kept him in movement. Fish made him sleepy and bored. But it was one of the few times the twins could be seen alone together without the rest of the party around for Noctis. He settled beside the older, silence stretched between them, but not uncomfortable. If considered the current like Noctis had led since the fall, something like fishing probably helped distract him or relax the older. Ugh, Lux didn’t even like fish, but Noctis’ adviser said he’d cook if it said older royal caught some.

And when he saw the look, sort of impossible to rain on his parade. Whatever. He’d make due, as usual. Lux hardly voiced out his opinion when the group was in agreement. While he might be a Prince, he wasn’t their Prince. A small smile settled on his lips, eyes closed briefly, his brother was loved by his friends, and by the people. 

Blue eyes slowly opened, and glanced at Noctis. Loved, cared about-- people wait for him to come back. They want to protect him, Lux included in that group. That’s why... he’ll do whatever it would take for his brother to safe. He’s a hiccup in the system, a spare, but a spare was good for something.

“...Noctis,” he muttered, head tilts back, took in the clear sky, “No matter what happens, I’m going to make sure you get back home, and become King. Even if I die, you’ve got people waiting for you, you know? It’d be rude of you to not come back.”

[heartonmytrigger]

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“Noct, did I win lane?” Prompto asked in between giggles, “Look, I’m totally winning lane!” He was in fact not winning lane. In top lane, his first turret had already been destroyed and he was now trying to tank the enemy’s first tower to try to destroy it.

“An ally has been slain.” could be heard as the box showing the tower executing Prompto’s champion, Sona, popped up.

“I won lane!” he laughed and it was clear as day he was probably at the point of laughing until he cried. At least, it was a bot game. Or did it just make it more sad that he was losing lane?

[calamitysshatteredson]

[From here, ‘cause Tumblr’s gotta be like that.]

@ultimabladed

The man was right about that. Noctis huffed softly and looked away. Just because he didn’t know who this man was didn’t mean that he was less in need of getting home. In fact, he wasn’t sure where he was to begin with.

The area around him looked old - as if the trees themselves had begun to turn into stone.

“So that makes us just about even in my book. It also doesn’t tell me where we are.” The silence surrounding them had Noctis turning to look. Abandoned buildings were nearby and he found himself frowning. Was he standing in ruins?

He’d never seen a place like this in Insomnia and he knew that Lucis didn’t have it. Perhaps Niflheim? “Why don’t you tell me about you? I could learn something.”

Sephiroth watched the other man with a veiled expression; appearing slightly amused but calculating.  Watching.  Learning without conversation first, how the other man held himself.  What leg he might have favored, the wrist guard, the open curiosity.

They were on the same ground, more or less.  Good.  Only battle would really tell him essential things he needed to know, but there was hardly reason to fight unless they absolutely had to.  Tilting his head a little with a light snort, Sephiroth turned and gestured with a wide sweep of his hand to the area around him.  “I have ties to this place, I suppose.  But that’s not terribly important, is it?”  Not that he expected an answer.  “There should be an exchange of information.”

Telling the truth, if only part of it, seemed the best option.  “I’m Sephiroth.  A... warrior.  Like yourself, I assume?  Torn from where you were and dropped here with no explanation?”

[sharp-shot]

❝How do you show fish affection?❞

“ i’m gonna go with a safe bet of probably not hooking them and giving them to ignis to make us for dinner. that might be a good start. just don’t, uh, go kissing any fish, okay noct? “

[thexrightxhand]

ultimabladed replied to your post “I’m regularly stunned how people seem to find out it’s my birthday....”

"It's special, Specs. It's your day, why wouldn't it be?"

“Because it’s meaningless? My only purpose is to serve as an adviser and there is no such thing as ---- my day.”

[daryldix0narchived]

“How long have you been out here?”

Company isn’t something he’s used to anymore.  All the way out here where only a handful of people, or less, know where to find him’s pretty much sequestered himself away from chance passersby.  Visitors are few and far between.  Less and less as the years have gone by.  But each companion he’s had for a day or two since setting up camp here?  Has been purely intentional and someone he’s known.  

That’s why finding a random stranger wandering not fifty yards from his spot’s turned Daryl wary and grumpy.  Not the greatest combination to get a conversation from the man.  He’s trying though.  More words than grunts.  Does that count as progress?

“A while.  These woods, that is.  This spot exactly?  Longest I’ve stayed anywhere.  Think it might be close to a year,” the campfire crackles as the archer glances from the flickering flames towards his ‘guest’.  “How’d you end up out here?  You’re miles from anywhere that’s anywhere to be..”

[takeseffort]

I didn't see an option for 'this rper is fucking incredible and deserves all the love' on that meme but here we are and it's the truth.

you’re going to make me cry, you know that, right? you’re one of the key people who’s encouraged & pushed me to become a better writer. I don’t care what blog you’re on, you always find a way to hook my muses in, & I love the interactions every time. I always look forward to threads, memes... everything, across the board, with you because it doesn’t matter how fucking ridiculous it is, it’ll be great. you make it great, make me great, because I’ve been given the chance to sharpen my skills by writing with you.

              writing meme // accepting.

[crownblackbird]

@ultimabladed

His eyes fluttered close and warmth rose to his face as the other returned the affections "don't turn it back on me" Noct spoke with a soft laugh then continued in a whisper "thank you"

Noctis shifted and hid himself against the other in a cuddlefest, seems like someone really wanted attention.

[totalxclarity]

“You’re looking at me like I’m your biggest mistake. I already know I am.”

HEARTBREAK SENTENCE STARTERS | ACCEPTING

Ignis took a deep breath. Noctis was overreacting again, but this time, his advisor really thought he should stay CALM. He didn’t want to argue with the one he considered as a little brother - at least, not for such a thing. When it came to his duties, he didn’t mind that much - it was his job - but he didn’t want their relationship to be affected by such a thing.

“You are not, Noct.” he said calmly. “Sometimes, I think you are not aware of everything you’ll have to do as a king, and even now as a prince. But I’m supposed to help you. Don’t forget that, and let me do it.”

[sagevowed-blog]

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“oh Noct~” The accursed spoke in his normal tone; a tone that seemed to be always teasing. Words that Ardyn spoke nearly always had a hidden or deeper meaning which left most perplexed. Riddle tongued he was and cryptic. He took a step closer to the chosen king with intent unclear. “It seems that our fates will forever be intertwined. “ The exiled king and the chosen; two opposite sides of the coin. It was almost ironically poetic, the key word being almost. 

[sleepingheir]

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ah, he supposed the words seemed harsher than intended, was staring a thing for his brother? what was it called a...stem? lux lacked knowledge in this area.  “i meant, maybe there was something on my face?” the supplied excuse; weak, but appropriate. right? it was so strained, their relationship as brothers, let alone ‘friends’, and lux wasn’t ready to face this reality. reached out with his fork, a broccoli was his victim, he eyed it in disdain. it’s the smell, which always bothered him. but unlike noctis, he could eat vegetables, and had done so. some are... just gross. this was one of them. regardless he ate the thing, cringed as he did so, but a possible fete for himself. “just leave them, i’ll eat it so ignis won’t tell you to,” that hadn’t changed at all.

he reached for another, ate it quietly, action repeated as he thought. lux remembered their childhood, fuzzy, but they were inseparable. after the accident, that was when it all changed. they were separated, or rather-- noctis remained in the light, and lux was placed in shadows.

that was fine. another vegetable. it was fine. this what what he choose. for his brother, he beloved his brother, he’d choose his brother’s happiness, safety, everything above his own. only family left after all. it REALLY didn’t bother him, this wasn’t denial.

“...we grew up differently, noctis,” eyes settled on his older brother, sometimes it felt like the roles were reversed. the thought caused a small smile upon his lips. “i can’t say if we’re close like other siblings, but that doesn’t mean i hate you. you’re my brother, i care and love you. sort of comes with the job,” he paused. “it’s been a while since we were really around each other, we just need time to-- figure the dynamics out.” if they have time. 

he gently frowned, curious; “what brought this on?”