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snelbz · 3 years

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Life As We Know It {Chapter 24}

Summary: After the sudden deaths of Nesta’s sister and Cassian’s best friend, they gain guardianship of their nephew, Nyx.

Based on Life As We Know It (2010) and a prompt sent in by anonymous for our Nessian fanfic contest. This is a modern au.

Instead of doing a tag list for this story, we have decided to have a set posting schedule. Chapters will be posted weekly on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays. Occasional surprise chapters could be posted at miscellaneous times. Chapters will be posted on both my and Tara’s blogs! >> @tacmc.

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A/N: Sorry for the late post! My baby shower was today, so Tara and I have been extremely busy! Look for Chapter 25 on her blog on Monday!

Warning: 18+ content.

Cassian got to the restaurant and took a look around. There were people everywhere, bustling about, getting ready for the night’s grand opening.

It had become the talk of the town - and the local groups on the internet - so they were expecting a good turnout.

At least, that’s what Cassian’s guess was.

He hadn’t talked to Nesta since he stormed out two days before, with the exception of one text exchange.

Cassian had texted, Tell Nyx I love him and I will see him tomorrow.

Nesta had replied, Ok.

Now, he was searching for that tiny little man with a mop of dark, black hair.

When he finally found Nyx, he was in his stroller eating cheeto puffs off the tray. When he saw Cassian his eyes lit up and he was instantly reaching for him.

Cassian laughed as he unbuckled him from his stroller and picked him up, giving him the biggest hugs. “Hey, buddy. I missed you, too.”

“This is his third helping of cheetos,” Helion said, from where he leaned against the wall. “Sorry about the next diaper.”

Cassian chuckled. “All this going on and Nesta stuck you on baby duty?”

Even saying her name out loud hurt, but he didn’t let it show.

He gestured toward the kitchen and said, “She’s been here since six and she’s in one of her moods. I decided I’d rather be on baby duty than caught in the crossfire.”

He winced, figuring that didn’t bode well for the two of them today. “I’ll stay in the bar, then.”

“That’s probably a good idea,” Helion replied, looking him up and down, before pushing the stroller behind the counter. Cassian had the distinct feeling he was looking for a crack in his armor. He didn’t bother telling him that he’d been broken for two days, and the only person who could fix him was currently yelling at some poor employee in the kitchen.

Cass crossed the threshold into the bar area and let out a low whistle. He’d had a hand in the design, but most of this was all Nesta. It accented the restaurant perfectly and he immediately loved the place.

“Nice, right?”

He turned to find Kallias carrying a tray of fresh glasses from the dish area and the smile on his friend’s face was infectious.

Cassian nodded as Kallias said hello to Nyx. “Yeah, it looks amazing.”

Kallias nodded. “You and Nesta did good.”

“Thanks,” Cassian muttered, not wanting the conversation to go any further. “How long have you been here?”

“Just got here,” Kallias said, as Nyx started playing with the strings on Cassian’s hoodie. “Viv will be here soon to help out. She said she can watch Nyx while we work.”

Cassian nodded. “That would be great.”

It would be helpful, of course, to have Viviane help out watching Nyx. Cassian had a ton to get done in the next six hours before the opening began. He didn’t want to let Nyx go, though. Two days. It was the longest he had been away from Nyx since...everything happened.

“Well, little man, until then, you get to help me unpack liquor bottles,” Cassian said, trying his best to sound excited.

Nyx giggled. “Ba ba ba ba ba ba.”

“Yeah, different kind of bottles,” Cassian chuckled, and carried Nyx with him into the back room.

Kallias had been at the bar for the past two days, getting most of the stock ready to go. A few texts to explain the situation was all he’d needed and Cassian was thankful he had such a loyal friend and coworker.

Elain hadn’t been as understanding the first night he’d been there, but after talking to Nesta, even she backed off. He had no clue what Nesta had said to her, but her frustration turned to sympathy and she was back to treating Cassian like the brother-in-law she loved and not like a man who’d hurt her sister.

After pulling the carrier out of Nyx’s stroller, he strapped the baby to his chest and set to work, carrying case after case of liquor up to the bar. Kallias was busy stocking the assorted glasses they’d need, so the two worked in silence for the most part.

He had just walked back into the store room, short one case of whiskey, when he heard Nesta talking from the dry pantry separating the store room and kitchen. Cassian’s heart lurched and he was about to make his way back into the bar, but Nyx squealed as he heard her voice.

The swinging door flew open as Nesta hurried into the store room, wondering how Nyx had gotten in there in the first place. She froze when she found Cassian there. Their eyes locked and she blinked.

“Hey, Nes,” he said, quietly.

“I…didn’t know you were here,” she breathed.

He shrugged, turning back to the boxes of bottles. “Got here about an hour ago. Didn’t want to interrupt you.”

Nyx was reaching for her, so he unclipped the carrier and gave him to her. He giggled happily as soon as he was in Nesta’s arms, but she froze, unsure of what to say. “You should have let me know you were here.”

Another shrug. “You were busy, and I knew what I needed to do. Kal said Viv would be here later to watch him.”

She nodded, silence filling the space again.

Nyx pointed at Cassian, reaching for him. “Dada.”

Cassian stilled.

He opened his mouth to say something, then closed his mouth.

A second passed.

Then, at last, he said, “What did he just say?”

“Dada,” Nyx repeated, and clapped his hands together. He reached for Cassian. “Dada!”

Cassian took Nyx, although he was moving slowly, stunned into silence. Nesta watched as a thousand different emotions crossed his face.

“Dada?” Cassian breathed, looking from Nyx to Nesta. “He just called me-.”

“He’s been saying it for the past two days,” Nesta said, staring at a spot on the wall behind Cassian.

For a moment, Cassian didn’t say anything, but then he asked, “You didn’t bother to tell me that?”

Nesta’s eyes narrowed and she slowly met his gaze. “You left.”

“A simple text letting me know that Nyx said his first word wouldn’t’ve killed you,” Cassian snapped. “Especially since his first word was…” Cassian shook his head, that fury fading as quickly as it had come. He looked at Nyx and chuckled, softly. “Dada, hmm?”

“Dada,” Nyx said, taking Cassian’s face into his hands before patting his stubbled cheeks with his chubby little palms.

Cassian watched Nyx for a moment, chuckling softly, before asking Nesta, “Has he said anything else?”

Nesta shook her head, even though Cassian wasn’t looking at her. “Just that. Probably wondering where you were. He’s been saying it nonstop, after all.”

“I’m sorry, bud,” he said, softly. He kissed the top of his head. “I’m still right here though.”

He was about to buckle him back into the carrier when Nesta reached for him. “I can take him. You’ve got a lot to do.”

“No more than you,” he said, settling him back into the carrier. “And I’ve missed him. Viv will come see Kallias when she gets here. Let me keep him.”

Her hands fell to her sides. “Fine.”

The tiny room felt like it was closing in on him, looking at her. They were so close together, whether they wanted to be or not. Without another word, Cassian grabbed the closest box and shouldered his way back through the swinging door.

Kallias caught the look on his face as soon as he came back. “That must have been the first conversation you two have had.”

Cassian grunted in response, letting Nyx continue to pat at his face.

“And how’d it go?” He asked, leaning against the bar.

“About as well as you think.”

Kallias watched his old friend for a moment before nodding, deciding to let the conversation drop. Cassian was grateful for it.

He was thankful for Nyx, too, for an endless amount of reasons, but right now, he was a distraction. With Nyx here, he was only thinking about Nyx, not about Nesta.

Cassian spent the next couple of hours lining up liquor bottles, and when Viv got there, she happily took Nyx and let Cassian work.

Once Nyx began playing with Viviane, Cassian’s thoughts were once again on the last person he wanted to be thinking about.

He continued to work, trying his best to keep his mind on that. It was kind of hard, though, when the owner of the restaurant was Nesta. He guessed he was part owner now, too - owner of the bar, anyway.

The hours flew by and by the time Cassian decided to check his watch, he realized he only had thirty minutes until the doors were opening for the main event.

He needed to get out of his old hoodie and into something nicer.

After making his way into the stockroom, he pulled off his hoodie before digging into his backpack for the black henley he’d brought. It wasn’t fancy by any means, but it was sure better than his ripped hoodie.

The door swung open as he was pulling his shirt over his head, and when he turned around, he saw Nesta, once again.

She stilled just in front of the door. “Are you planning on being in here every time I come in?”

It was meant to be a joke, something to lighten the mood, Cassian knew, but the light didn’t exactly reach her eyes.

He looked down at his shirt. “Just had to change. Didn’t think a hoodie was appropriate for an opening celebration.”

Nesta nodded, giving him a forced smile. “Couldn’t have gone all out with a button down?”

“This is Azriel’s,” he said. “All of my nicer things are at…home.”

He said the last word hesitantly.

Nesta’s eyes fluttered shut. He knew she was dying to say something, but what it was he couldn’t tell. He thought he knew her well enough to read her face. It seemed he was wrong though.

“I’ll come by and get my things on my day off this week,” he said, saving her the request. He pulled the Henley over his head, leaving his backpack against the store room wall. “You won’t even know I was there.”

“Cassian…”

He pushed back through the door without waiting to hear what she was going to say.

This was agony. Every moment of being around her hurt, because every time he saw her, he knew that he’d wasted the past three months of his life. He’d wasted his time falling in love with her, because she still hadn’t said it back.

“Dada!”

Nyx and Viv sat at one of the new tables, Nyx munching on some crackers, and even Kallias’ eyes dragged to him. Nyx’s blue eyes were the only ones he cared about though.

“That’s new,” Kallias said, from where he leaned across the bar.

Nyx’s new favorite word was one of the few things that had made him smile all day. Even if it tore him apart at the same time.

He didn’t mind Nyx calling him that. He was still too young to understand what had happened to Rhys. So one day, he’d explain to him who he really was, and who Rhys was. But until then, he was content to be Dada.

Cassian lifted him out of the high chair he was in and smiled, wistfully. “Hey, buddy.”

On the other side of the room, Nesta pushed through the double doors and into the restaurant, making sure everything was in order as the clock ticked down.

Cassian couldn’t keep his eyes off of her.

He wondered if she knew.

This was the biggest night that Nesta had in quite some time. A new bar would be amazing for business, and she was expecting a hell of a crowd.

And she wasn’t disappointed.

At exactly six, people began to pour in. They sat, and they ate, and by the Mother, they drank. She was amazed at how well Nyx was doing. She kept expecting to see him sleeping in a corner with Viviane, but he was being passed around to Viv, Kallias, Helion, and Cassian, having the time of his little life.

Nesta was glad someone was enjoying their night.

She should be enjoying her night, should be pumped at the booming business, but she could hardly focus.

All she could think about was him.

Cassian.

Every time she even got a glimpse of him, she wanted to run into his arms and tell him that she loved him. But she couldn’t do that. She had no clue what the repercussions of their relationship would do to Nyx, especially if something were to happen. If they were to break up, would this be their future? Barely speaking, passing the kid back and forth, both of them in misery?

Even when Elain and Azriel got there, both giving her hugs and warm smiles, the one on her face wasn’t real. She knew Elain could tell, knew she wanted to pull her aside, get the whole story, and quite possibly talk some sense into her, but she wouldn’t.

She couldn’t.

Not tonight.

As much as she tried to spend most of her time in the dining room, greeting guests and asking how they liked the drinks and new menu items, she kept ending up in the kitchen.

She got word that there had been a small grease fire on the line and she was about to rush into the kitchen when Helion stepped in front of her.

“Take a breath.”

“I can’t,” she replied, pulling her hair back off of her face. “There was a fire and-.”

“And it’s under control,” he said, gripping her by the shoulders. “It’s been put out, and I can go deal with Emrys and Luca and any potential fallout. Go have a drink, relax with your sister. You deserve a glass of wine and a moment to sit down.”

Nesta hesitated, but Helion wasn’t having it.

“Go,” he said. “Kallias is currently manning the bar. Go order a drink before the next wave of people come along.”

With a huff, Nesta nodded and exited the kitchen. True to Helion’s word, it was Kallias that was behind the bar. The second he saw Nesta coming, he was pouring a glass of wine.

She took a sip as soon as she reached the counter. “Vodka.”

Kallias blinked, then obliged her. He poured her a shot, Nesta downed it and thanked him, then took her glass of wine around the room to greet people. She eventually found Elain and Azriel, and was getting ready to take a seat by them, until she noticed Cassian already sitting with them, Nyx in his lap.

Bypassing their table, she gave them both an apologetic smile, before redirecting herself towards the bar. She breezed past it and Kallias, draining her wine and leaving it by the sink, before she entered the store room.

Cassian must have handed the baby off to Elain or Viviane, because not even a few seconds later, he was right behind her.

“Is this how it’s gonna be, Nes?” He asked, not stopping until he was right in front of her. “Are we just going to avoid each other, unless Nyx is concerned?”

The door hadn’t even finished swinging shut, but she noticed Kallias stacking a few boxes in front of the door.

For all intents and purposes, do not enter.

Their first night working together and already a fight. She couldn’t blame his frustration, this was all her fault.

“It hurts to see you,” she breathed. “It hurts to see you because I don’t know what the hell is going on.”

“You don’t know what the hell is going on?” He asked, incredulously. “I don’t know what the hell is going on! You’re so-.” His words fell away and his eyes shut as he rubbed his temples.

Nesta arched a brow. “I’m so what?”

“Infuriating,” he said, and met her eyes with a pained expression that knocked the breath out of Nesta. “It hurts for you to see me? It kills me to see you, but you know what? That’s on you. I wasn’t the one that started questioning everything. And you want to know what’s ironic? You’re pushing me away because you’re afraid it won’t work out. But, it’s not working now, Nesta. In pushing me away, you made what you’re worried about a reality.” He shook his head, slowly. “What the hell is the point of that?”

Nesta didn’t say anything. Her jaw locked and she refused to break his gaze, no matter how much it tortured her.

“It’s better for it to happen now rather than later,” she said, and hated herself for it the second the words left her. “It’s better for it to end before it really begins.”

Cassian chuckled, humorlessly, and shook his head. “That's bullshit and you know it. It already began, Nesta.”

He took a step toward her, and in such a small room, it left very little space between them.

Nestas breath hitched, and judging by the way Cassian’s eyes flared, he definitely noticed.

“Tell me you don’t care about me, and it’s done. We’ll pretend these past few weeks never happened, and we can move on,” he whispered, and she could feel his breath fan over her face. “Tell me this all meant nothing to you, and it’s over.”

Her eyes flashed down to his lips before meeting his own. “I can’t do that.”

Cassian wasn’t sure who moved first. If he grabbed her face or if she leaned up and pressed her lips to his, but before he knew what was happening, he had her back pressed against the store room wall. Gods, it had only been a few days, but kissing her again, the feel of her lips on his, it felt like he hadn’t been able to breathe.

Her hands were clawing at his back and he found her thighs, lifting her up to wrap her legs around his waist. He hadn’t even noticed she’d changed into a loose, sundress but thanks to her own wardrobe change, there was very little fabric between them as she let go of him to fumble with his belt buckle and jeans.

There were no words necessary, not when they both needed the other as badly as they did.

Their lips never broke, that contact remained, hungrily, needily, as Nesta pulled Cassian’s cock out and, moving the thin scrap of fabric beneath her dress aside, he pushed himself up into her.

Nesta moaned into his mouth at the feeling of him filling her. He bit her lip, and that moan deepened as he began to thrust deep inside of her, over and over again.

There was no foreplay.

Foreplay wasn’t necessary, not this time.

Two days, two nights, had been far too long when they had become so accustomed to this same ritual every night, time and time again.

Cassian’s head fell back as he fucked her, relentlessly, then he met her lustful gaze. His forehead fell against hers as he slowed his pace. With a soft, reverent curse, Cassian breathed her name.

She clung to him, the smell and taste and feel of him making her feel far more drunk than the wine or liquor had. Nesta buried her face in his neck, trying to cover the sounds tumbling from her.

He captured her lips again, knowing her body better than his own at this point, and thrust into her as hard as he could.

The bottles on the shelves rattled gently, but he didn’t care if anyone could hear them in the bar. He didn’t care if anyone caught them. All he cared about was that he was deep inside of her, listening to the quiet whimpers and moans that she couldn’t stop.

There was no way she could walk away from this.

Not just from the sex. Which, yeah, was incredible, but there was more to it than that.

Their souls were connected, which is what made the sex so mindblowingly phenomonal.

It was more than just sex.

It was something that Cassian swore no one else had ever witnessed before. Or, maybe they had. Maybe this is what it felt like when you found the person you were meant to spend forever with.

No, Nesta couldn’t walk away from this.

He swore, hoped, prayed she couldn’t.

He wanted to say those little words. Wanted to tell her, so desperately, that he loved her, but he didn’t.

He just kept saying her name over and over and over again with every thrust of his hips.

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.

“Nesta,” he breathed, and she cried out as her legs began to shake around him. He cursed, his fingers digging into her thighs as his body flooded with the need to explode.

As soon as her release slammed into her, he met his own, her name a groan as he spilled into her. They stayed like that for a moment, him still buried inside her, even as his seed started to drip down her legs. Thankfully, the sound of the party out front had covered any and all noises they’d made. Her breathing was still uneven as he pulled out, and he pulled that ripped hoodie from his backpack and silently used it to clean her up.

Tossing it back towards his bag, not caring if it made it inside or not, he paused in front of her, and tried to tilt her face up to his.

She refused.

He breathed, “Look at me, Nes…”

She shook her head, and damn him if those weren’t tears starting to spill down her cheeks.

He gripped her chin, forcing her eyes up to meet his. “Damn it, Nesta, talk to me. Just talk to me and tell me what you’re thinking.”

“I think you need to go,” she breathed.

He hesitated. “What?”

“You need to go,” she repeated, but there was no bite in her voice.

Cassian took her face in his hands and brought her eyes to his. “I’m not leaving. Not after that.”

“Go,” she repeated, and another tear slid free. “Go, Cass, please.”

He shook his head, fury, frustration, utter misery filling his core. He dropped his hand and stepped back. “Damn it, Nesta! What do you want?!”

“For you to leave,” she hissed.

“You’re a fucking liar,” Cassian snapped. “You say you can’t tell me that you never cared, you fuck me in a damned store room, then you ask me to leave?”

“You’re making this harder than it has to be.”

“I’m making this harder?” he asked, breathlessly, unable to stop his darkened laughter. He looked away from her and sucked in his bottom lip.

A moment passed, and Cassian refused to meet her gaze. “I don’t get it,” he said, at last. “I don’t get it. I don’t know what you want. I don’t know what you want from me.” His words were coming out rushed, frazzled. “Know what? Fine. If this is the way you want it, this is the way it is. I’ll be at Elain’s and Azriel’s tonight, and I’m taking Nyx with me. I’ll bring him by tomorrow, when Viviane is there.”

With that, he was gone.

And Nesta was left alone, her hands flying over her mouth as she sobbed, still able to feel the soft, tender, alluring feeling of his lips on hers.

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nexusg77sims · 4 years

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Some items/artists I didn’t @ because some are from tsr a OR I have the memory of a goldfish and some peeps simblr pages aren’t named on the item. I’m sorry >_<! But feel free to tag them for me or let me know so I can edit this post.

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charlottedabookworm · 5 years

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prompted continuation to that no-royalty regis/nyx thing i just posted:

“It’s not fair,” Nyx bemoaned, ignoring the way that Libs banged in head on the table as he laughed. It served the dick right if he got a concussion, they’d been here half hour and his so-called best friend had been laughing nonstop for nearly as long.

“He was so pretty and his son was adorable and he was so good with him and you don’t get it Libs,” he waved his drink in the general direction of the other man. Libs smacked the table. Nyx took it as a continue. “His eyes were so green, like the prettiest green I’ve ever seen in my life and he lifted Noct up one-handed like he weighed nothing and it was just-”

Nyx choked on a whine as he remembered muscles flexing under a tailored suit. “I didn’t even get his name I was so busy staring and then he smiled at me and I just- it was such a beautiful smile.”

Libs was gasping like a dying man, drink pushed entirely aside.

He ignored him.

“And his hands, Libs, his hands…”

The door opened. Nyx ignored it.

He downed the rest of his drink. “How can one man be so attractive?”

And then he looked up, right into familiar – beautiful – green eyes. The man smiled at him.

Nyx flushed and knocked his empty glass over as he went to pick it up.

At his side, Libertus continued to die of laughter.

#my fic #ffxv #snippet #regis/nyx #no royalty au #no war au #nyx is a disaster #still #and libs is a good friend #but he's also friends with a hopeless reckless idiot #he has to get his laughter somehow #a wild regis appears #(nyx still doesn't know his name)

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lostsoulaltair · 5 years

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Sika Madu - Character analysis and the current events. Warning: Extremely long text. Read at your own risk. (Excluding chapter 77)

Well, I’m bored you know, I decided to write a deep analysis of this mysterious, evil but handsome androgynous devil/angel or whatever he is.

As far as we know, Sika Madu appeared thousands of years ago. As from where he came from, I can only guess he was from Rome as to why, we’ll take a look as how he used to dress in chapter 69. He looked as a fancy or rich man from that era or period.

So far, when he met Rigr, Urd and Ashera, we could point out he wasn’t human at all, the way his eyes looked like are the same as how they look as a “demon”.

Sika Madu seemed to have a different vision of the world, therefore he started to gather certain people, as to why, that’s still a mystery. Even so,we don’t know how many progenitors he made. So far we only know these ones: Rigr Stafford, Urd Geales, Lest Karr, Krul Tepes, Asura Tepes (former progenitor and now Yuichiro’s demon), Nyx Panthe, and Ky Luc.

There’s a high probability that the former progenitors were the ones that resided in the Black Demon Series such as: Noya, Kiseki-O, Gekkouin and Raimeki. I’m excluding Byakkomaru become he’s literally a tiger,

Therefore, after he gathered those progenitors, he stablished the Vampire Laws, but what was the purpouse of this? He knew the vampires he sired would obey him nonstop. Therefore, if he didn’t want anyone to involve on his plans, he needed something to make all of his sired children focus on building a secret society.

Sika Madu, before disappearing, decided to start playing the role of God without making a noise, what do I mean? Well, he had power to make people obey him, he has a mesmerizing voice acording to Asuramaru. So we could say that was the begining of his greater plan.

The only one who noticed this change was no less than Rigr Stafford. Rigr was just like Ferid, crazy but intelligent. Even so, he was against those ideals Sika Madu held.

Afterwards, we can head to the thousands of years of disappearance. In that time, Sika Madu might have met someone with influence and that influence is no less than the Hiragi Family.

We know so far from the small details that the Hiragi Family has prevailed for one thousand years with power and influence. But why? Why exactly them? It could be said that the Hiragi Family were members that were inside of the world of occultism, and perhaps they could have made a deal with him in order to attain more power. In the meantime, Rigr would divide from the progenitor council.

Sika Madu in those years, managed a way to possess the head of the clan, and by each generation, each new head of that clan would be possessed. But why was there a huge difference between those heads and the newest posssessed member Shinoa Hiragi?

I’ll explain that in other post.

#owari no seraph #seraph of the end #sote #sika madu #shikama doji #rigr stafford #urd geales #nyx panthe #lest karr #ashera tepes #asuramaru #krul tepes #ky luc

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spacs · 6 years

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prince ignis/captured noct

The preview is a little late, but I was having trouble deciding which part to post. So big thanks to my favorite people for helping me decide.

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Rage boils under Ignis’s skin as Loqi fights against his bonds. “Why him?” Ignis asks from behind Ravus, who stands between them.

Loqi stops and looks up at him, the smirk on his face dripping with hatred. “You know why,” he sneers.

He does. He feels fingers dig into his forearm as he flinches forward – likely Luna – and he clenches his hands into fists, itching to pull his daggers from the armiger, drag the blades slowly across Loqi’s skin until he reveals Noctis’s location.

“How did you know?”

“Ignis,” Ravus interrupts him sharply, but the damage is done.

“So, it’s true?” Loqi laughs, no longer making any effort to struggle. “Fool.”

Ignis knows that too.

“Shut up,” Crowe says, voice hard, from behind him. “Take a look around you. This can either be very easy, or very difficult.”

Loqi throws a smirk over his shoulder. “I am not the one that fights time.”

“Where is he?” Ignis seethes, taking a step to the side so he can clearly see Loqi.

“Ignis.” Ravus turns his back to Loqi, moving to stand between them. He plants a solid hand on Ignis’s shoulder, pushing him back slowly. Ignis strains against him.

“He doesn’t know, does he?” Loqi grins. He isn’t referring to Ravus.

Ignis grits his teeth as Ravus makes him move back another step. His fingers dig into his palm as he quells his desire for his daggers once more.

“He’ll die not knowing.”

At that, Ignis lunges. He can hear himself snarling and, for one, beautiful moment, Loqi is right there. Pain at his fingertips, ready to rip into him for daring to test Ignis’s control. He’s ready to pull the information from him, no matter the cost, and he’s so close. But Ravus is back in his space, using his broad shoulders to duck and grab Ignis by his chest. Losing his footing, Ignis feels himself being moved backward toward the door and he scrambles to stay. He’s shouting unintelligible curses at Loqi, scratching at Ravus’s clothes.

The door closes behind them and Ravus deposits Ignis in the hallway. He snarls and punches the wall opposite the door, then sags against it, dropping his head into his hands.

“Have that out of your system now?” Ravus asks as he straightens his jacket.

Ignis doesn’t answer past a grunt, not lifting his head.

“That was foolish,” Ravus tells him. “For more reasons than one.”

“I know.”

“Oh good. You know.”

Ignis lifts his eyes to glare at his shield. Ravus has his lips pursed at him, one brow lifted, to punctuate his sarcasm. “What do we do now?” He straightens, dropping his head back against the wall.

The door opens before Ravus can answer, the other four filing out. Ignis can still hear Loqi chuckling and anger makes the hair on his arms stand. Nyx is frowning as he closes the door, and his frown deepens when his gaze lands on Ignis. “So, you know how bad that was right?”

“Oh yes,” Ravus interrupts, gaze still pinned on Ignis. “He knows.”

Ignis makes a face at him before glaring at the floor. Nyx sighs and paces down the hallway. “Okay we have him,” Nyx says, thoughtful. “Let’s just… let him sit.”

“What?”

“After what you just did, I don’t think you have the right to disregard my strategy,” Nyx snaps, pointing at Ignis. “He’s not going to tell us anything if he knows he can get a rise out of you. Going back in there now will only make things worse.”

“Not going back in at all won’t yield anything,” Ignis retorts.

Nyx gestures to the group. “We’ve been going nonstop for hours, Ignis. We need a break. You need a break.”

“There isn’t time.”

Ravus puts a hand on Ignis’s shoulder. “There is time,” he says, his voice solid and grounding. “There isn’t a shift change for the glaive for hours. Let’s all sit, clear our heads.”

Ignis frowns at him and pulls his shoulder away. Nyx leads them down the hallway toward an empty break room; he, Libertus, and Crowe take a seat at one table, leaning their heads in for quiet discussion. Luna starts to go through the cabinets, looking for food or water. Ravus puts himself just inside the door, standing between the table and the exit. Ignis sags against the wall, left of the door. His arms fold across his chest and he rolls the inside of his cheek between his teeth. Luna brings them all a lukewarm paper cup of water from a long forgotten standing dispenser.

The clock above the broken refrigerator still ticks. Even above the hushed whispers of the group, Ignis can hear it. Ticking at him, taunting. Each second that passes is a prick against his skin, a drip of water out of a leaky faucet that drains into a vast, black nothingness. His foot taps in time with the clock against the wall behind him and he glares at the floor.

Does Noct have a clock? Are they making him watch his own countdown? Does he know how long it’s taking for Ignis to find him?

Has he given up?

Ignis takes a deep breath and looks at his companions. Ravus’s back is turned to him, the three at the table are lost to their conversation now that Luna has joined Nyx’s side.

Ignis hasn’t given up.

He pushes himself off the wall, taking careful steps out of the room. Quickly, before they realize he’s gone, he slinks down the hallway and back to Loqi’s current prison.

He closes himself inside.

Ignis takes a deep breath as the lock slips into place, back still towards Loqi. He adds the chain so no one can stop him once he’s started. His skin is tingling in anticipation, teeth gritting around his anger.

“Calmed down?” He’s smug. Ignis lost himself for a moment, but now he has calmed down. Loqi should be afraid. “I won’t tell you anything.”

Tilting his head, Ignis turns around. He reaches up and unfastens the top three buttons, rolling his neck until it pops. Flexing his shoulders, he rolls up his sleeves to the elbow and slowly moves toward his prisoner.

“You pompous, spoiled prince. I am not afraid of you.” Loqi looks confident. His chin is lifted in defiance and Ignis narrows his eyes. Good.

“Don’t worry,” Ignis purrs, pulling a single dagger into his left hand. “You will be.”

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July Favorites 2017

Hey Darlings,

My name is Britt and I am a beauty fanatic! I have finally decided to create a blog for beauty related written posts as well as sharing other things I love! I won’t delve into anything personal in this post, so let’s get to it!

Summer is slipping away as we know it: the higher the temperature rises so does our certainty that fall (and school!) are just around the corner. Here are some products that have been helping me survive this year’s heatwaves!

1. Clinique Dramatically Different Moisturizing Lotion +

Clinique has always been a winner for me when it comes to moisturizer. Previously, I was using the Clinique Moisture Surge Extended Thirst Relief which is a gel moisturizer. Nearing the end of the jar, I decided to try out another Clinique moisturizer I had lying around on my bathroom counter (the lotion +). Upon the first use, I noticed immediately my skin felt more hydrated and less greasy; your skin truly will feel “dramatically different!”

For more information or to purchase this moisturizer: http://www.sephora.com/dramatically-different-moisturizing-lotion-P381030?skuId=1538354&keyword=P381030

2. Olay Professional Pro-X Advanced Cleansing System

After years of hearing people rave about the famed Clarisonic (but never trying it due to the price tag), I became interested in testing out Olay’s more affordable version of this holy grail skincare device. My husband was kind enough to gift it to me for Mother’s Day, and I have been using it nonstop ever since! It gives me a deeper clean than a traditional hand-wash, but also is not overly abrasive for someone with sensitive skin like myself. I tried using exfoliator with this device, but it did not work out as I had hoped; this product deserves an A+ in the area of facial cleansing tools!

For more information or to purchase this skincare device: http://www.ulta.com/professional-pro-x-advanced-cleansing-system?productId=xlsImpprod3000319

3. NYX Total Control Drop Foundation in Pale

Every pale girl knows the struggle of finding a foundation to match her skin tone at the drugstore is a hell of a challenge. This NYX foundation is certainly on the pricier side to still be dubbed “drugstore” (it retails for $13.99!). The dropper applicator is definitely more time consuming than my standard “smear it all over your face” technique, but the result is well worth the extra time. This is now my favorite go-to foundation for a date night!

For more information or to purchase this foundation: http://www.ulta.com/total-control-drop-foundation?productId=xlsImpprod15361099

4. MAC Lipstick in Creme Cup

This classic lipstick from MAC has been a longtime favorite of mine. If you’ve never tried MAC lipstick but aren’t into crazy colors, this is the perfect starter lipstick. Their lip formulas are creamy and always deliver a flawless application. Normally during the summer I go for fun, bright lips but this summer I’ve been feeling more laid back and sticking to neutral shades. For me, this is a great “my lips but better color.” It gives me a flattering look without trying too hard!

For more information or to purchase this lipstick: http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/13854/310/products/makeup/lips/lipstick/lipstick#/shade/Cr%C3%A8me_Cup

5. Makeup Revolution Iconic 3 Redemption Palette

I’m not sure how long Makeup Revolution has been on the market, so this is a new brand for me! I came across the display at an Ulta while I was out of town semi-recently, and a lot of the products caught my eye. The price tag for the 12-color eyeshadow palettes stuck out to me the most (a steal at only $7.00). I have always been wary when it comes to drugstore eyeshadows, because I have never found any that I personally loved. However, these eyeshadows are absolutely fantastic (at least in this particular palette, I have not tried any of their others!). You can create a lot of eye looks with this palette, and it’s reasonably sized for travel.

For more information or to purchase this palette: http://www.ulta.com/iconic-3-redemption-eyeshadow-palette?productId=xlsImpprod12781049&sku=2288595&_requestid=7377270#

Thanks for reading my July favorites! If you have any beauty-related questions, feel free to leave them in my ask box.

Until next time,

~B~

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