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"You know Cor...sometimes you feel more like family to me than my own blood.”

Cor paused, looking down at the man, who was barely just a man, sitting on his couch. "Noctis, family is what you make of it. Blood is not thicker than water, as they say." Kneeling down in front of him, Cor placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it gently. "Found family, or chosen family, is sometimes better than blood. I'm happy to call you part of mine."

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Cor: We need a plan... how long can you hold your breath underwater?

Nyx: I don't know.

Cor: You familiar with the term "slam and cram"?

Nyx: No, and I don't think I want to be.

Cor: How attached are you to your pinky?

Nyx: Very, very attached, and before you ask another terrifyingly vague question, let me be clear: any plan that involves even one of those scenarios isn't going to work for me.

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Regis: You don’t know when to stop.

Cor: That’s not true. I know exactly when I should stop, and then I don’t.

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Life update

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Life has not been the kindest as of late, and both this blog and my Irvine one have been neglected. I still plan on keeping them, but anything in regards to RPing probably won’t happen *on here* for quite a while. 

Discord is a much easier and faster way for me to talk with people, and reply, if you’d still like to interact. 

<3

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Madeleine Miller, The Song of Achilles

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The “I will do it because you said I couldn’t” club

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Glaives Assemble! 

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We welcome all to come and visit, kick your feet up at Yamachang’s, and enjoy some good company through the link below.

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"please, let me help you."

“Feels” Prompts ~ Accepting

The entire Citadel had felt cold and broken on what should have been a joyous occasion. The prince was born; heir to the throne. But it had come with a price, the life of his mother stolen away. 

Regis had closed himself off from the world, even after her funeral. Clarus and his wife had stepped in to help care for Noctis while he was indisposed, but it didn’t help the fact that Regis was struggling and no one seemed to be able to break through to him.

Having tried a few times and failed, Clarus suggested for Cor to try talking to him. 

Thus Cor found himself standing outside of the king’s quarters. The air was heavy as Cor knocked on the door. He waited. Hearing no answer, he entered. It was dark. The curtains were drawn, and the fire was all but burnt out, the last bits of wood barely glowing. Shutting the door quietly, Cor made his way to the king’s bed, where Regis was curled up, back facing the man.

“Regis?” 

He saw the distinct moving of his shoulders as the man breathed. He wasn’t asleep, but he seemingly wasn’t going to answer Cor either.

Pain etched Cor’s face as he stood there, lost. Here was his best friend, someone he cared and loved for deeply, who was so utterly broken he couldn’t function. All he wished he could do was taken it away. 

Slowly, Cor made his way to the other side of the bed, sitting on the edge near Regis’s feet. He made no attempt to speak yet, just sitting there listening to each other breath, with the occasional pop from the embers in the fireplace.

He sat there for an undetermined amount of time. He would occasionally turn to look at the mass on the bed, still unmoving, still not sleeping, but still not talking either. Sighing, Cor shifted his weight on the bed, scooting a little closer to Regis.

“Please, let me help you...” he whispered into the darkness. “I know there is nothing I can do or say to help ease the pain you’re going through, but blocking us out the way you are isn’t good either. We’re worried Regis... I’m worried.” Cor gently placed a hand on the man’s leg, rubbing circles through it with his thumb. He continued to rub Regis’s leg until he felt the man really wasn’t ready to open up, and made a move to leave.

“Don’t go...”

Cor stopped and looked at the mass, before settling back onto the bed, placing his hand back where it had been sitting before. “I’ll stay as long as you need me too.”

“Thank you... Cor....”

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misc prompts for your feels

“ unique just means alone. ” “ i’m not afraid to die, just wish i could live a little first. ” “ i know i’m a monster, but you look at me like i’m a man. ” “ there’s nothing i wouldn’t do to keep you safe. ” “ we all have sins to pay penance for. ” “ don’t look at me like i’m a hero. you’ll only disappoint yourself. ” “ sometimes when you look at me it’s like…it’s like you’re staring straight past my flesh and into my soul. ” “ you make me want to live. ” “ i know i don’t deserve forgiveness, but i like the idea that some people think i might. ” “ i trust you with my life. ” “ you’re more like family to me than my own blood. ” “ i’ve never had any sort of family before. ” “ your life is far more precious than mine. ” “ i don’t care what happens to me. as long as you’re safe. ” “ i need you to live…cause if you’re gone then, i don’t know what the point of it all is anymore. ” “ i know i’m not the person you want, but i’m here. ” “ i love you, and i know you may never feel the same. but i’m okay with that. ” “ i couldn’t say no to you even if i wanted to. ” “ you’re worth more than this. ” “ why do you walk around as if you’re somehow less valuable than the rest of the world? ” “ please, let me help you. ” “ just let me do this for you. ” “ you do have something to live for. you have me. ” “ you’ll always have me. ” “ i see you. i know you feel so invisible all the time, but you’re not. not to me. ” “ it’s okay to be angry, you’re allowed to be upset about what happened to you. ” “ don’t you realize you deserve more than this? ” “ you’re not a machine or— or some thing. you’re a person, and i’m sorry anyone ever made you feel otherwise. ” “ please, just hold on a little longer. i can’t lose you too. ” “ this scar..what happened? ” “ if you won’t do it for yourself, then do it for me. ” “ you’re bleeding— how long have you been hiding this?! ” “ sometimes i realize one day i could die, i could just disappear and the world would be none the wiser. there’d be no one to miss me and that terrifies me more than death itself. ”  “ i’m not sure i know who i’m supposed to be anymore. ” “ my mind is so loud and i’m afraid it’ll never be quiet again. ” “ when i’m in a crowd i just want to melt away and yet, when i’m alone it’s somehow worse. ” “ loneliness is a poison and i’ve been drinking it for so long, i don’t there there’s an anecdote to save my soul. ” “ i don’t care if the world knows my name, i just want you to remember me. ” “ you deserve more than i could ever give you. ” “ i love you. i know that’s not enough, but i do. ” “ you’re safe with me, you always will be. ” “ you make me feel safe. like i’m allowed to be anything i want. ” “ i’d do anything to be the person you love again. ” “ i’ve got you, you’re safe. ” “ just rest, i’m here. ” “ you can stay with me tonight. ”

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Prologue.

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before zεn  

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What’s the point of having a voice if you’re gonna be silent in those moments you shouldn’t be?

Angie Thomas, The Hate U Give (via thebookquotes)

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Sometimes quiet people really do have a lot to say … They’re just being careful about who they open up to.

Susan Gale (via thoughtkick)

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“Do you think they died quickly?”

The question came out of nowhere as Cor and Gladiolus were making their way back to the Kingsglaive base they had made in Insomnia. It had been nearly ten years since Noctis had been pulled into the crystal, and they had managed to clear out small spaces in the once magnificent city to start clearing a path to the Citadel.

“Where is this coming from, Gladio?” Cor looked over at him, trying to read any emotions on his face in the dim lighting of the tunnel.

Gladio let out a deep sigh as he stopped walking. “I never talked about it before, I never wanted to acknowledge it. I was told my father died during the fall, put on a brave face for Noctis, and moved on. But it’s never going to go away, no matter how long I ignore it. I want your honest opinion, Marshal. Do you think they died quickly?”

Cor paused, turning back to face Gladio completely. “I think they died very painfully, but I hope for their sake it was quick. When we managed to do a sweep through Insomnia after it fell, I was the one to find their bodies. Your father...” The muscle along Cor’s jaw tightened as he stopped 

“If I didn’t want to hear about it, I wouldn’t have asked.” Gladio folded his arms. Blunt, as always, just like Clarus.

“He was pinned on the higher part of the wall by his own sword through the back. I can’t say for certain it was really was a quick death or not, but judging on where it pierced him, it likely was very painful at first before the shock set in. It took a few of us to pull him down without destroying what was left of his body.” he paused for a moment, rubbing the back of his neck. “The King had died in a similar fashion, sword through the back, but he was on a lower level trying to help Lunafreya and Nyx Ulric escape.”

A mixture of emotions ran across Gladio’s face as Cor stopped talking. “His own sword... And Glauca, Captain Drautos, did this?”

“According to the reports from Ostium, and what files we were able to recover from his office, yes. The Captain had been working for both Lucis and Nifflheim. It was a shock to many of us, as he was close to many of us...” 

Cor’s sentence trailed off, and they stood in relative silence, the only noises around them were the faint daemon moans off in the distance. 

“Where are the bodies now?” Gladio’s voice was quiet, timid almost.

“They were sealed in one of the rooms on the lower levels of the Citadel. We weren’t able to transport them to their final resting place due to the nature of the city, and the world. Once this is all over, we do plan on giving them the burials they deserve....”

Along with Noctis- Left unsaid, but still on the tip of Cor’s tongue.

A reality neither wanted to discuss, but knew it was coming. Not only would they be laying to rest King Regis and his Shield Clarus Amicitia, but likely sooner than they would want too, laying King Noctis along side with them. All due to the prophecy laid down by the Six.

A screech from a daemon lurking in the shadows pulled them from their thoughts and Cor nodded towards the doors to their base a few yards away. “Come on. It’s not safe out here... There will be more times to discuss these matters in the future.”

“Yeah... Yeah you’re right... But uh... Thanks, Cor.”

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Noctis: Cor got me a “get better soon” card.

Prompto: Dude, are you sick? You know you're not supposed to go to school when you're-

Noctis: I’m not. He just wanted me to do better... at life.

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“You say you're not afraid when the bright sun falls away.  But I know you're a liar, you tend to give it away.” - Wolves by Ego Likeness