Aug 17, 2017
❝ [╳] S E E R - noun ( /ˈsiːə,sɪə/ ) 1. a person of supposed supernatural insight who sees visions of the future. ❞
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❝ [╳] S E E R - noun ( /ˈsiːə,sɪə/ ) 1. a person of supposed supernatural insight who sees visions of the future. ❞
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So, I commissioned Owlteria for some Versus-XIII Ravus goodness but... kept forgetting to post it? But yes, this is my headcanon of what he looked like under that hood, plus from what little we got to see of him in the trailers.
Thank you again for the artwork <3
( It’s not letting me use the @ mention unfortunately, or I would have done so :’) )
[╳] ░ THE TENEBRAEAN CRYSTAL
what if i promise to be careful?
[ meme ] || w.onder w.oman 2017 prompts
CAREFUL... DID EITHER OF THEM know how to be careful anymore? Ravus had been trained as a weapon, and Stella had trained herself to be lethal as well. They were designed to be anything but careful - him by force, her by choice.
But then, had either of them ever had much of a choice in the matter?
“It would be more accurate to say it as something along the lines of ‘ as careful as you can be ’ ,” Ravus replied, raising a brow. “But... I trust that you are capable of keeping yourself alive, and that is the best we can aspire to. Anything else is merely a bonus.”
CHARACTER ★ FLAWS
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Tagged by: @ravusnightblossom ( bless the brother ) Tagging: uuhhh just do it !
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Hey uuhhh I wouldn’t mind some more IC stuff here so PLOTTING CALL ? Give this post a like and I’ll roll into your IMs once I finish work !
"I'm here." The whisper comes as it has always done: spoken with fond and warm tones with an undercurrent of worry. She sees her brother, surrendered by a fate not meant for him and a trial forced upon him, and she wishes wholeheartedly she can comfort him. As it is, she's left with mere words that she thinks is more hindering than helping. A caress at his cheek is given, though, and she continues with the pretence she's not a disembodied being, "you'll tell me if I should leave, won't you?"
SUCH TONES ARE NEARLY FOREIGN to him, after so many years of cruelty. Stella has been the one remaining light in his life ; Ravus can’t begin to imagine how she feels, knowing her brother has been nothing more than a weapon for Niflheim.
He knew what people thought of him - or rather, of the Sorcerer of Niflheim. A monster, something ruthless and created purely for destruction. Some even believed him to be nothing more than another MT. Ravus couldn’t say he blamed anyone for such beliefs. Astrals only knew he’d done nothing to discourage them.
The gentleness comes as a shock, enough of one for Ravus to flinch. She -- Why would he ask Stella to leave? Stella is all he has left. Her aura feels different now, but... no, there’s still enough of that familiar golden glow to it. Stella, at least, has not gone yet.
“Stay a while,” Ravus says, reaching for Stella’s hand - if only to stop her from leaving yet. “You need not leave, Stella. Stay as long as you’re able.” It feels like weakness to admit that her company is so welcomed, but... it is.
It was a habit Ravus had been getting into, wearing these oversized sweaters and pinning his hair up, and it was driving Noctis crazy. Catching the older man reading, a few fingers brush away stray hairs as he lowers his lips to trail along his shoulder, up his neck, purring and wholly unable to help himself.
THE HABIT HADN’T BEEN ENTIRELY with the intent of tempting Noctis, but Ravus can’t say that he doesn’t like that pleasing little side effect. Noctis has so often made his liking for such affections known, and Ravus knows he makes his approval obvious.
It’s hard not to, when Noctis so deliberately brushes the stray strands of hair aside and trails kisses up and down over the bared skin, purring the whole time. The book in his lap is closed and placed aside for now, hand lifting to stroke through Noctis’s hair, head tilting just so in a silent offering of more of his neck.
“You spoil me so,” Ravus murmurs, lips lifted in a soft smile. “Mm -... Shall I take this to mean that the sweaters have your approval?~ ”