Palette Meme #1 || Accepting slowly

Harsh words sentence starters || Send one for my muse’s reaction

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@crystalinemuses​ / @tribulatio-regis​

“Loving you was the most idiotic thing I’ve ever done.“

Velox looked at the raven haired miqo’te with something akin to regret. He…never wanted to say these words, but with all the things that had happened. All of the disaster that had been left in their wake because of what they are….

He felt foolish for falling in love with someone…when you were both keys to something dangerous.

Being hunted down constantly to be used as a key…it was wearing on him. And Noc was always so sickeningly optimistic. It…was hard to hold his head up high when everything wished to drag it down.

“Why did we even think we could make this work, Noc? I shouldn’t have ever entertained the thought.” Running a hand through his hair, he heaved a sigh. “Both of us could have been happier…hunt free if none of this ever happened. …And the worst part is that I resent it… I hate being hunted all the time. …I hate having to worry what will happen to either of us.”

Tired eyes only gazed at Noc as he frowned.

freaking ship it tbh

((*screeches at her Washington partner*))

[☩]ooc:

Moment of weakness || Accepting

20. My muse is sick and continues daily routine even though they seem on the verge of passing out.

He’d been going on like this for weeks. He’d watched him in the Union but now his work had brought him back to the capital and he’d noticed the Old Man still watching him here. 

You would think that it would be the opposite. You would think that the Royal Quarter would have been hit the hardest, but but that was not the case. Work was never done in the Lower Quarter as they now needed to come up with a better system for drinking water, and a better system for food. Without the barriers the Lower Quarter was open for a monster attack, and they needed to make sure that the trade routes to the capital were kept open as well. 

He’d been sent back home because Karol told him to rest. He told him that he knew the ‘the only bed he would sleep in was his own, so go home’ but that wasn’t enough to stop the wolf from working. That wasn’t enough to keep him down long enough to stop. 

Hank had already told him they could manage without him, but the violet haired man countered that ‘even so the extra hands would make things go faster’ so he had no problem, wading out into the river to fix the device they built to help with fishing or climbing to the tops of building to repair a broken roof or two. He’d helped defend them with the monsters appeared, and he also didn’t hesitate to throw a knight or two in the river when they came to collect taxes. 

That’s what he assumed this was all about. That’s what he assumed this was about when the elder man approached him. 

He stopped, boxes in hand, as he was helping move produce ordered by the local tavern he lived over, looking the orange clad man in the eye. 

@crystalinemuses

An amused look came over Promptos’ face before he took Ignis’ hand, gently tugging him over to the bed. Making sure he wasn’t going too fast before he helped him sit down there. Not wanting the other to fall or fumble over anything in the room. Astrals knew that the other two had basically thrown their stuff everywhere in order to leave the room as quickly as possible.

Straddling himself on the others’ lap, he wrapped his arms around the brunets’ neck. Pressing his forehead against the others’.

@crystalinemuses / @tribulatio-regis (I’ll fight you irl, lets go. im tired. we both should be sleeping.)

Prompto had nearly choked on the water he’d been drinking, sitting idly by in the hotel room they’d all rented out. It’d been a little while after their heart to heart on the roof, and honestly it had made him feel worlds better. But now that they were back in the room, he’d honestly expected the subject to be dropped.

Looking over at his best friend, he…tried desperately to make it look like he wasn’t going to cry over the words.

Ignis, Gladiolus..Noctis, they were all the family he’d never had. …And to hear someone say the same? It made his heart clench in a way he hadn’t expected. Swallowing the lump that had formed in his throat, his teary gaze warmed into a smile as he nudged against Noctis. Hoping that his voice didn’t sound as raspy as it did to him.