I command my own fate

“ She made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible. She walked with the UNIVERSE on her shoulders and made it look like a pair of wings. ”

— Ariana Dancu

by ally | 29 yrs old - minors DNI  | roleplaying since 2014

rules - about - headcanons - main - verses - sub-verses - au verses

defying fate with: @asterites @farstium @dawnled @lunestri + blogroll @endaether

love-fate inked in rose: @sanctiichor @andherae @whitire @divine-identite @dawnblxde

FINAL FANTASY XIII

FORGOTTEN DAYS

8 - 15 Years old. Pre-XIII

Age free of worries, trauma && anger. Claire was the proud daughter of Chaleur && Isaac Farron, though their father died when Claire was young, Chaleur && Serah filled the gap.

Bright, lovely && mischievous, these were memoirs of days Lightning had as a kid. Now buried deep within her HEART.

Lightning is a Layer cake!

tagging: @sanctiichor, @unsanctities + blogroll, @lunestri (serah) + blog roll, @endaether, @birdsinew, @sephaeroth, @memovia (sylus), @viteoublies (ahmya), @rcsfield, @metoikhomai (wyatt), @sndrd (eilah), @fromanne, @knightscalling, @apurekindness, @maskuerade (gojo), @bludlily, @rotbourne, @jesther , @katakaios and you!

@xgrieverspride sent an ask! | unprompted (always accepting)

First thing Lightning would be interested is the mechanic of the trigger and how it doesn't need to fold to function as a gun. Versatility in battle and its ability to catch opponents off guard would be essential to Lightning as she is much more of a speed type warrior that would benefit for it.

( like what Squall did to Jeht in Dissidia NT opening )

Next would be the upkeep. Maintenance and constant repair would be her second interest. In my headcanon for Bodhum Regiment, Gunblades are not standard issue since each soldier have to have a score that would allow them to sync well with the weapon and GRAV CON unit. So people with aptitude for Gunblade are very few.

Lightning had to learn to fix, dismantle and adjust her own gunblade since sending them to EDEN was too far and too long.

This allowed her to learn fundamentals on weapon engineering and repair.

Lightning would be interested on knowing the mechanics of how Squall Gunblade works and overall adapt any new variation of it.

Basically she's glad to find a gunblade buddy that won't mind the silence.

The sterling Warrior chances a glance at the woman beside him, her sea blue eyes cast forward, her soft, rose colored hair swaying gently along her fair face. He feels a surge of sweetness swell in his chest for her, it is still a new feeling but it will never be an unwelcome one. 

Chancing a glance towards their fellow warriors, Light makes sure they all truly had their backs turned before he takes this opportunity to take Lightning’s hand in his and with a careful motion that only he and any knight worth their ilk can possess – he raised their joined hands and he presses a kiss to her leather clad hand. She may not be able to properly feel it, but he can only hope the sentiment and his affection and be felt all the same. ( heh heh <3 )

@sanctiichor sent an ask! | unprompted (always accepting)

ONCE the very notion of love, or affection, were mere distractions towards Lightning's goal. A small girl that lost her anchor to the world, nervous hands that grew stern as she now holds SERAH's hand to move them forward to the future. Then slowly, that hand had to be let go. Cold, and alone as she pushes the people she loved away to hold onto her GUNBLADE for survival. Before she knew once more the warmth of her friends welcome and Serah's smile when they saved COCOON. Then once more into the battle of the GODS, where she endured eons alone in standing vigil on ETRO's throne.

( he likes me ? )

Lightning never fathom to be a recipient of love, only on her own head in the safety of her own room where loneliness and CLAIRE would be awaken. Yet now, even though WARRIOR's own gauntlet and her own gloves prevents any warmth from being transferred, she felt it all the same. As if she felt it in her entire life.

How can he, whom she met once more after a distant battle they had, make Lightning feel like its safe to be Claire again. The Claire that once saw how her mother and father were exchanging kisses while preparing food for her and Serah. Does he know, that the little girl inside Lightning would declare him her own knight.

Does he know that Lightning wants more ? 

Instead she snatches her hand before turning her face away as she moves forward. Putting space between them in hopes that Light won't catch any glimpse of Claire.

(   no please don't let me go alone...  )

“ Lightning ! ” Terra calls out before entering the portal, seemingly worried about the two who tends to stay behind to watch their flank. “ this way  ! ” The mage reminds the savior while waving, hoping to catch Lightning's attention before she goes too far.

Foot halting against the ground, Lightning looks up to see she went north, when the portal was east, now her cheeks blooms for another reason. Knowing that if she turns, Warrior would be there standing, looking at her while embarrassed. PRIDE would not allow it. Not at all.

So with a composure that can betray not a single emotion she is bottling inside, Lightning lies.

“ I forgot something. I'll follow through a different gate. ” And with that Lightning walks forward, ignoring Terra's befuddled gasp, and trying her best to ignore the stare from Warrior that is poking on her head. She would walk this five hundred miles if she has to. Anything but not to look at his smug visage for he sure knows he is the reason !

(   ...maybe you like him too  )

@braskide sent an ask! | unprompted (always accepting)

“ RIGHT...” Lightning surrenders to the inevitable for being a target of YUNA's teasing today. First it was AURON, then WAKKA, and then today it was her in the cooking duty. Lightning takes the jar, and with a twist of her right hand it pops open to spread the aroma of Arrabiata sauce sealed inside. Then she settles it to the table, with the rest of the jars Yuna has asked to open.

“  so...” Hands on her hips, and with the patience of a GUARDIAN that has unraveled the secret of AFTERLIFE. “...are you going to tell me what's up ? or do I need to open more jars ? ” 

@seratem sent an ask! | kiss prompt (always accepting)

EYES WIDENING, PULSE QUICKENING and how the heaven parts into bliss with the sensation of her lips against Lightning. The distant sound of wind and trees are drowned by the bells ringing on her ears, and Lightning wonders how come she deprived herself of this delight ( Liana, angelic, rose in full bloom ) for so long for the name of—SURVIVAL ? of her focus. No other goal in mind but to push herself and SERAH into safe waters as they were left spiraling after their parents death.

The warmth shared is a warmth treasured, and as her eyes flutter open, she sees LIANA's visage than can only be reminiscent of the beautiful waves that Lightning would watch as she was in her peaceful days as a child.

It felt so close, yet if she took her eyes off of it, will Liana disappear as well ?  If that's the case, its better to rip the band-aid off now. Disappointment would never hurt if you don't hope for anything after all.

“ um — does this mean we're dating  ?  ”

The sights and sounds of the cityscape had been strange at first, beeping cars and bustling nightlife different to the washing waves of home, but he had slowly gotten used to it - if this weren't his Unreality, he thought he might like to live in a place like this, or at least have a residence here he could come to when he wasn't travelling the worlds.

Leaning his arms against the balcony, he's thinking on these things, watching people come and go across the large crosswalk crossings against a yellow-orange sky slowly dusting into red, when he hears the doors slide open - and he looks over his shoulder to spot her, a small smile offered in her direction.

Every day here, every day not finding Sora, has been another day wittling away at his patience and sparking at his worry - but he's been trying to see the positives, trying to not take Lightning and her hospitality for granted.

"You're home late,"

He comments, a hint of humour to his tone,

"Have fun with Serah?"

@dawnled sent an asked ! | unprompted (always accepting )

SHIBUYA's sky must pale in comparison to the IRIDESCENT sky RIKU has shared in his recollection of home. But in a way, Lightning can picture it. Before moving here, her hometown of BODHUM was nothing short of clear sky and shores that brings fruitful waves to all those who wants to enjoy. She found it easy to imagine the home Riku shared in the many times they had dinner together.

Perhaps it was a blessing to help her connect easier to her friend. Especially now than ever.

Lightning wasn't blind, she has seen the deepening shadows on his eyes and every time Riku came back from finding links of SORA, his shoulder would dip as he shared his experience to Lightning. At the same time, no luck in Lightning's front as well. None of her contacts in the police or military has shared any findings. Doesn't help that this SORA person's only physical trait is his hair ( spikey, like Riku's ) other than that, brown hair and blue eyes are a wide net to cast even with their facial recognition.

( don't worry sis! this would cheer up anyone ! )

But after a night out with SERAH—her sister who is better than her in every aspect that has to do with interpersonal relationship—Lightning has a gift that would hopefully be a sliver of light to Riku's week. When she hears his voice, a tone jovial than she would expect but nonetheless welcome, Lightning puts the plan in motion. Settling her shoes on the rack by the entryway and her bag by the bench, she test out a smile that hopefully looks gentle rather than wry. (   its not her forte, she knows   )

“ hey there— ” Lightning waves, another hand on her back. Shielding her gift. “ yeah, it was a while since we had a girl's night out...” She takes steps forward to cross the space in between, before settling a cake box on his hand.

“ there...um ” Tongue-tied and cheeks blooming red, hoping the sunset would blur the hues in her face. “ its a celebration cake because...” Lightning looks up to the ceiling, wondering why she can't look at him. “ we're going on a trip next week to my hometown...” Lightning was never for a prayer, but she does now. Hoping that even though her words fail her, she hopes RIKU feels what she is trying to convey.

 (  you're not alone...let's take a break—and we'll get through it together   )