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I finally got my account back ;w; had to put in a new email and everything.

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Some Monica and then, the takeaway point from episode Ignis.

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ffxv episode ignis ↯ ansel

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Episode Ignis

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→ Wonders of ℇos  ♡『20/∞』

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42 character development questions!

PHYSICAL PRESENCE AND GESTURE. 1. How do they move and carry themselves? Pace, rhythm, gestures, energy? 2. How much physical space do they use, active and at rest? 3. How do they position themselves in a group? Do they like to be the center of attention, or do they hang back at the edges of a crowd? 4. What is their size and build? How does it influence how they use their body, if it does? 5. How do they dress? What styles, colors, accessories, and other possessions do they favor? Why? 6. What are they like in motion–in different environments, and in different activities? What causes the differences between these? 7. How do they physically engage with other people, inanimate objects, and their environment? What causes the differences between these? 8. Where and when do they seem most and least at ease? Why? How can you tell? 9. How do they manifest energy, exhaustion, tension, or other strong emotions? 10. What energizes and drains them most? 11. How are they vocally expressive? What kind of voice, accent, tones, inflections, volume, phrases and slang, and manner of speaking do they use? 12. How are they bodily expressive? How do they use nonverbal cues such as their posture, stance, eyes, eyebrows, mouths, and hands? DISPOSITION AND TEMPERAMENT. 13. How do they greet the world — what is their typical attitude towards life? How does it differ in different circumstances, or towards different subjects? Why do they take these attitudes, and why do they change? How do these tend to be expressed? 14. What do they care deeply about? What kind of loyalties, commitments, moral codes, life philosophies, passions, callings, or spirituality and faith do they have? How do these tend to be expressed? 15. What kind of inner life do they have — rich and imaginative? Calculating and practical? Full of doubts and fears? Does it find any sort of outlet in their lives? 16. Do they dream? What are those dreams like? 17. Are they more shaped by nature or nurture — who they are, or what has happened to them? How have these shaped who they’ve become as a person? 18. What kind of person could they become in the future? What are some developmental paths that they could take, (best, worst, most likely?) what would cause them to come to pass, and what consequences might they have? What paths would you especially like to see, and why? CONNECTIONS WITH OTHERS. 19. How do they behave within a group? What role(s) do they take? Does this differ if they know and trust the group, versus finding themselves in a group of strangers? Why? 20. What kind of individual relationships do they have with others, and how do they behave in them? How are they different between intimate relationships like friends, family, and lovers versus more impersonal relationships? 21. What kind of relationships do they tend to intentionally seek out versus actually cultivate? What kind of social contact do they prefer, and why? 22. How do people respond to them, and why might these responses differ? 23. How do they respond to difficult social moments? What makes them consider a social situation difficult? 24. How do they present themselves socially? What distinguishes their “persona” from their “true self”, and what causes that difference? 25. What do they need and want out of relationships, and how do they go about getting it? 26. How do they view and feel about relationships, and how might this manifest in how they handle them, if it does? ACTIVITIES AND PREFERENCES. 27. What do they strongly like and dislike, in any category? Why? 28. What are they likely to do if they have the opportunity, resources, and time to accomplish it? Why? 29. What kind of activities, interests, and hobbies do they have? What significance and impact do these have in their lives, both positive and negative? 30. What is their preferred level of activity and stimulation? How do they cope if they get either too little or too much? 31. Is there anything that counts as a “dealbreaker” for them, positively or negatively? What makes things go smoothly, and what spoils an activity or ruins their day? Why? 32. Do they have any “props” that are a significant part of their life, identity, activities, or self-presentation somehow? What are they, how are they used, and why are they so significant? How would these props’ absence impact them, how would they compensate, and why? THINKING AND LEARNING. 33. How do they learn about the world–what is their preferred learning style? Hands-on learning with trial and error? Research, reading, and note-taking? Observation or rote memorization? Inductive or deductive reasoning? Seeking patterns and organization? Taking things apart and putting them back together? Creative processing via discussing, writing about, or dramatizing things? 34. How do they understand the world–what kind of worldview and thought processes do they have? Why? 35. How and why do they internalize knowledge? What effect has that had on them? 36. How much do they rely on their minds and intellect, versus other approaches like relying on instinct, intuition, faith and spirituality, or emotions? What is their opinion on this? 37. Have they had any special education or training that colors their means of learning about or understanding the world? Conversely, do they lack some kind of education considered essential in their world? What kind of impact has this addition or lack had on them? 38. Is there anything they wish they could change about their worldview or thought processes? What, and why? 39. What sort of questions or thoughts recur in their lives, either specifically or as a theme? Why are these never answered, or answered permanently to their satisfaction? 40. What do they wonder about? What sparks their curiosity and imagination, and why? How is this expressed, if it is? FREE FOR ALL. 41. What associations do they bring to mind? Words or phrases, images, metaphors or motifs? Why? 42. I have a question of my own!

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Galdio: Tell him about the birds and the bees

Ignis, turning to Talcott: They’re disappearing at an alarming rate

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>subjects my friend to Kingsglaive, the Brotherhood Anime, and the Drama CD all in one night

>immediately get tired and head to rest despite also knowing i will want to talk about all the side content stuff

i am a fiend sometimes 😔

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Two recent sketch requests from lovely patrons: Ardyn showing off some freckled shoulders, and him as a Summoner (that I already want to expand upon).

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OK I HAVE BOTH VER 

 Cor in XIV Samurai garb ey ey ey ey ey ey ey

(｀ω´) *:･ﾟ✧ Kofi //   (｀ω´) *:･ﾟ✧ Commission

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Like or reblog for an indie King Mors Lucis Caelum, Grandfather of Noctis from FFXV

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A strange glimmer flashes through his eyes for a moment. The thought of being a combat medic almost causes a pit in his stomach -- but its different for those able to use magic. "I am unable to train you in arcane. I cannot use magic, but I am sure you do not need help with it."

"I assume you are familiar with close quarters? Fighting hand to hand with no weapon or magic available? If not, I think it would be invaluable. Even medical mages need to work in closer quarters to their teammates, you might need to fight without any weapons at all."

"I would suggest firearms if you are comfortable with hand to hand, but I can teach you the basics of every weapon you need to learn. In the Crownsguard it is required of all combat medics to carry at least one weapon to protect themselves and their patient."

Arctus wouldn't care if Cor scolded him. He was more experienced, and the prince trusted him only to do it with need. But he supposed they never interacted much. Neither knowing how the other was yet, as much as he'd been there for a good five years now.

He still managed to blush like he had been though. When Cor explained what he meant. He covered his face and groaned a little. Of course the Immortal would be thinking of the practical. He looked up again and scratched his neck sheepishly. Hopefully being sixteen would make up for that.

"Uh well, Dad only lets me stay at the camps on our deal. Heal them quicker but not immediately yeah? I'm too vulnerable on the field and can't risk using up all my magic," He said. "I was hoping maybe we could work on a weapon or fighting style that helps me switch fast between healing and fighting, while not using up my manna? So maybe daggers or Fire arms."

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“i still need you.”

HARD-TO-FIND HURT / COMFORT SENTENCE STARTERS

"No, you don't." He pushes the crutch away from himself, practically throwing it into Swain's shin -- but Cor's slender arms can't do much damage to him, can't throw with any force that means anything. Cor is a husk of his old self, no muscles, no fat, bones and skin, and he sits on the ground on his hands and knees, digging his fingernails into the soft rubber mat underneath him, protecting him from his fall.

"You don't need me. Look at me... Look at me." He hisses with bone deep contempt in his voice, directed at both himself and at Swain. "Look at what they did to me..."

The scars on his body, the breaks in his bones under his skin, the bruises, the rope marks, the burns, the injection sites...

"You didn't need me when I was dead. You didn't need my team when we rotted. You don't need me. Nobody needs me. If you needed me, you would have found me. If you needed us, you would have kept us safe. If Mors--"

Cor cuts himself off by panting, he's covering up whatever he wanted to say about Mors, but it was true he did need to pause to catch his breath. "..."

After much long and careful breathing, all still not managing to help Cor catch his breath, he sinks a little, from his hands to his elbows, still on his knees. His whole body sinks a bit, like he's trying to stop himself from laying flat on the ground.

"... Mors said I've had over six months to get it together. I'm still... Crawling and gasping like this. He said when six months is over... the military is discharging me."

"... Mors says he doesn't need me. Nobody will hire me. But he's... going to hire me anyway."

"The military doesn't need failure." Cor stated simply.

The image of his teammates bodies, rotting, festering, putrid and flyblown, laying on the floor of his cell, a reminder from his captors that every time he refused a question, they would torture his team, and when they broke and died, Cor would have them shoved into his cage, until all five bodies were in there, rotting beside him, the flies digging in his wounds, huddled in a ball, covering his face, screaming...

"... I failed." He hissed.

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HARD-TO-FIND HURT / COMFORT SENTENCE STARTERS.

a selection of some of my favorite underrepresented lines and phrases for one of my favorite tropes! feel free to change wording and pronouns and provide context as necessary. do not add to this list.    

TO THE THREAT.

“let them go.” / “let me go.”

“take me.” / “take me instead.”

“don’t hurt them.” / “i’ll do anything you say.”

“what do you want with me?”

“where are you taking them?”

“what did you do to them?”

“where is receiver?”

“give them back.”

“get away from them!”

“get off them!”

TO THE HURT.

“can you hear me?”

“wake up… please, wake up.”

“are you with me?”

“stay awake.” / “you have to stay awake.” / “please, stay awake… please…” / “promise me you’ll stay awake.” 

“don’t close your eyes.” / “open your eyes for me, name.”

“there you are.”

“just a little longer, okay?”

“i know it hurts, i’m sorry, it’ll be over soon.”

“shhh, it’s alright.”

“i need you.” / “i still need you.” / “i need you to be okay.”

“do you remember what happened?”

“name?! name! what happened?!”

“what did they do to you?” 

“if they lay a finger on him/her/them/you…” 

“if they touch a hair on his/her/their/your head…” 

“those bastards.” / “if i ever get my hands on them…” 

“i’m gonna get you out of here.”

“let’s get you out of here.” / “let’s get you out of this.” 

“we gotta get out of here.” / “it’s alright, name. we’re taking you home.”

“can you stand?” / “can you walk?” 

“i won’t let anything happen to you.”

“you’re safe.”

“it’s gonna be okay.” / “you’re gonna be okay, just hold on.” 

“you’re hurt.” / “did they hurt you?”

“i’ve got you.” 

“lean on me.”

“stay with me.”

“i can’t lose you.” / “i’m not losing you.”

“oh, name…” / “oh, kid…”

“receiver? receiver, it’s me. it’s sender.”

“i’m here.” / “i’m here. i promise.”

TO THE RESCUER.

"...where am i...?"

“what happened…?”

“i’m with you.”

“it hurts.” / “make it stop.”

“you came for me…” / “you came back…”

“you found me…”

“where were you…?”

“i’m sorry…”

“i was so scared.”

“i thought you’d never find me…”

“what are you doing here?”

“just go. you can still make it. don’t worry about me.”

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Cor smirks slightly, although doesn't explain why. He appreciates Prompto's questions, because he knows he is paying attention, and he knows it matters. The more Prompto can learn, the better it is for them both.

"I will teach you." Cor explains. "The scope is really what you'll be learning. You know how to shoot." Cor shifts, and lays flat on the mat, stomach first, and pulls his own binocular in front of him. He puts his hand on the mat, indicating the rifle will be between both of them, with Cor sitting on the right side of it.

"Come here." He instructs. "Lay flat, and put your right arm over the butt of the gun and your hand under here." Cor pets the area near the trigger. "You can look through the scope and I'll explain what you're seeing. Okay?"

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It's like it always is with Cor; Prompto trying desperately not to look like his heart is beating a thousand miles a minute, somewhere between being terrified and honored and really wanting to step up and be exactly what-- Uh, well, what Cor seems to think maybe he could be.

Or he's being set up for colossal failure, either or. His eyes are maybe a little too wide taking in all the details, excited by the mechanical bits and still extremely unsure of himself. "Right. Uh, yes, sir."

Sit. Means hold still. Means pay attention. He's not going to be expected to hit anything on the very first try with a new gun, right? No, that'd be ridiculous. But then he's probably going to be expected to hit... something... "Do I... should I ask about the sight calibration or is that something I have to find out on my own?" And there he goes, already asking too many silly questions.

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Jericho’s cheeks and nose have become a little freckled and his olive skin is turning a rich brown tone. Damp locks of jet black hair cling to his warm cheeks. He is still ‘filling out’ his uniform. Their training has made most of the new recruits bulk up considerably over the past months and Jericho is no exception, albeit his preference for magic is showing.

Dark eyes look at him with mischievous intent, and soft lips that have recently tasted cool water, press against his mouth, parting in a blink of an eye, before anyone has a chance to notice.

Young Swain beckons him away from the camp, with his gaze alone, picking up baskets of laundry as an excuse, and heading towards the river.

If Cor was supposed to react in some subtle way, he doesn't pick up on it. Once a pair of lips meet his own, he's dumbfounded, and once Jericho smirks and carries the laundry off, Cor is still sitting there, squatted over the basket of clothes, still dumbfounded.

He watches Jericho, the wet locks of his hair cling to the back of his neck. Cor can see the way his uniform is starting to fit him better. Cor looks down at himself. Cargo pants, and a stained white t-shirt, he usually didn't dress down into casual clothes, not wanting to bother wasting time with changing unless his uniform was too filthy to function in.

Cor finally grabs the last pairs of socks, and tosses them into the basket. The sun of Shurima is searing, but in the evening the burn is less intense, the water is cool and clear, and around the edge of the river are the myriad bushes and trees and fruits that the rest of the desert was denied. It was private, a place to shade oneself from the sunlight, and the river arches towards them, and Cor typically found a spot to just sit in the water, washing the clothes he was wearing, bathing, and also doing the laundry all in one go.

When he gets to the riverside, they are surrounded by brush, and the rivers slow trickle allows lotus to grow, the large leaves stay on the surface, while the flower rests in the water, retreating underwater until the sun sets.

"What was that for?" Cor huffed, and then stood in the ankle deep water, and started to sink the basket, filling it with water.

He didn't want it to be so obvious. So caught off guard by it, he didn't know what else to say, didn't even know how to reconcile it. Was he supposed to kiss back? Would Jericho spread pointless rumors about him now? Was that the only chance he had? It only aggravates him more to think about it.

Cor gave no other indication that that was his first kiss.

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