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Noctis Lucis Caelum ([personal profile] carbungle) wrote2025-09-05 12:18 pm
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-13 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
There is a warmth to Ardyn that is missing in that man. Anger so cold it burns, and all softness dissolved into hard, jagged edges.

[ She sends a picture she took of Ardyn with a much smaller Hythlo on his lap—clearly from a time within the first few weeks of her chick's hatching.

The little amaro is clearly enthralled by whatever it is Ardyn is doing or saying, while Ardyn is clearly enamoured with the precious creature sitting on his lap. ]


I have few of him smiling with his lips, but a number where the smile is bright in his eyes. I will send what I can to you.

Would you like any other pictures? I have a number from the eve of your father's birthday.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-14 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Somnus did.

If it helps, perhaps think of this this way:

Ardyn Lucis Caelum does not turn into a monster. He dies, and a monster takes his place.


[ I'll take anything you're willing to give me

Era wonders if memories count, even if they aren't truly hers to give.

In the end, she decides that the memories belong with family. ]


When he was still mortal, his hair was dark and his eyes were blue. It was not so hard to believe they were brothers then.

He was a wonderful older brother, always looking out for Somnus as best he could. All the while Somnus looked up to him, not unlike the way you had looked up to your father as a child. In some ways he was a parent to him, since their own were always so busy.

Not all memories are sad, or frightening. I was gifted with brief glimpses of happier moments. Ones that should not be forgotten.

You are allowed to feel how you feel for as long as you need to, Noct. I cannot speak for others, but I will never begrudge you for it.

Just because I care for Ardyn as a brother does not mean I cannot also care for you.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-14 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
He is infuriating in that way, isn't he?

Be careful not to force yourself. Trauma is an insidious thing. Keep your Carbuncle with you always, as it should help keep you grounded in the present.

Have you spoken with him via texting yet? Putting distance between you will only serve to let things fester.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-14 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
When one's life is filled with chronic traumatic events to such an extent it becomes the norm... Their definition of trauma becomes skewed.

It was during my medical studies that I came to understand more of what 'trauma' is, and the different classifications of it.

It has been helpful to me to know that my reactions are not an inherent failing on my part, but simply physiology. Remnants of the instincts that allowed my body's biological ancestors to survive. Still, it is a hindrance all the same.

Having something to ground your mind to the present is a great boon when you become overwhelmed. I often use my tail, or the spinning ring I was gifted. Currently, my Carbuncle is the most effective method.

I believe the same will hold true for you. The most important thing is to feel safe and secure, and your Carbuncle has always been your guardian.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-14 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Try explaining the situation and that you would like its company, and maybe it will acquiesce. Just because such assistance may not be strictly necessary doesn't mean it wouldn't help you a great deal.

A ring meant to occupy restless fingers. My




[ She sends what she has written so far, finding it too difficult to continue right this moment.

Hades was her enemy, her friend. Her companion, her partner, her lover. The person she grew to depend on more than any other.

The person who would be her betrothed, if only she had the courage to ask him sooner.

Can she call him that if she knew the answer, but she hadn't yet initiated the standard motions?


A few minutes later sends along another message. Attached to it is a small video clip of a ring she wears (on hands much thinner than Noct might remember). It's a broad, metal band with an intricate, spiraling skyline silhouetted across the the face. She takes the fingers of her other hand and twists the silhouette, spinning it under her fingertips. ]


My fiancé gave it to me many moons ago now, so I would stop fidgeting with my scales.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-15 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ She had hoped it wouldn't be so obvious, but has never been good with subtlety. ]

Just remember that he lived. It is what he wanted.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-15 03:35 pm (UTC)(link)
He was one of three survivors of the Old World.

Only those survivors remembered the world that existed Before, and the people that lived upon it.

Hades loved those people with all that he was.

It was this love that spurred him to destroy my worlds, and why I had to kill him.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-16 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
The Ascians I spoke to you of before... The people who destroyed seven worlds and ruined another

He was not their leader, but had been their most powerful member.

Emet-Selch was his title. Hades was his true name.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-17 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
My companions and I were eight fourteenths of what he considered to be truly alive. Those of the Shards are viewed by Ascians as even lesser.

To give us his name would be to see us as something closer to equals.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-17 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
He was Tempered by the eldest of all Primals. Because of this, he was incapable of seeing any life upon the Sundered world as worthy. For twelve-thousand years he tested the limits of his bindings and worked within them.

I was working on a way to free him of those bindings, and a way to bring his soul home with me.

I could have given him new life and purpose.

The gods here are cruel.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-18 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
More than once I have heard the saying 'it is better to have lost and lost than to have never loved at all'

Now I can't help but think it utter gobshite.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-04-18 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
I never understood it, before. But perhaps it's different when you know they loved you in return.

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