𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐒

01.    honestly this is more of an appreciation blog then an actual RP blog, but hey at least this man looks fine. anyway, this is a low activity / private side blog for nyx ulric from ffxv kingsglaive.  02.    just expect common rules and RP etiquette from me, most starter call and memes will be found from main multi-muse hub but frankly i am very accommodating so just let me know which bloggo and i will organized and tag you myself. no worries. 03.    nyx ulric deserved better. 04.    i dunno what i’m doing anymore but hey doggos are cool. 05.    also, hi yes this is ailli the pitiful versus stan since 2016′ how do you do.

❝ —— the songs you sing, what do they even mean ? ❞ @moonichor

Nyx, whispering: I'm going big.

You are a White Rook. As a piece that can move inwards and outwards, you're a master of self-reflection. You know what needs to be done and when to do it. You're a protector, and would willingly take someone's place in danger in a heartbeat because you know you can handle the pressure. But even castle walls crumble. For all your chivalry and fortitude, everything must come to an end. Will you be there to see the final stages of the war? Or will you have already been discarded in the battle?

𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑’𝐒 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. tense for a single moment and a smile of gold, he remained but a solider-boy that shadows behind the moon. always close, lingering by, watching / beholding at the sight of you miracles. your lunar-light : a beacon of what he cannot grasp. hope spun in the former of heavenly prayers, yet you stubbornly remain ever thoughtless to your own burden and choosing instead to indulge the aching beneath his ribcage. the hero in him wants to save the princess and rescue you from the grasp of the evil dragon. the hero in him wants to be unheroic and instead take you faraway from empty prophecies and wretched destiny. but that was not him, and more importantly this was not you. so be still, his much aching heart, play the charming idiot but keep yourself at a distance. he knows better. so laugh, grin, and pretend your flattery doesn’t make him swoon unrepressed. look at him, so he can keep his eyes on you. ❝  well you know how to leave a man speechless, i’ll give you that.  ❞ he concedes to your wit, his bluff residing. ❝ but stare too much, and i’ll be out of a job. best leave the admiring to me. ❞ a wink, his smirk : grin teething on the corner of his lips. lord help him.

@moonichor​