#cinderella-gurei

[phoenixshards]

got the cutest hair accessories from @cinderella-gurei today. 🥹

#.ooc #zips plays ffxiv #cinderella-gurei #thank you so much for hanging out today #and for listening to all my ramblings about emet selch #and for still cheering for me when I died four times during the same trial #you are the best. I cherish you.

[phoenixshards-a]

when @cinderella-gurei helps you through your first dungeons and suddenly your boys are holding hands already.

#;ooc #these guys are really out there shipping themselves #not to mention them staring at each other longingly. surrounded by bats. #what a moment #cinderella-gurei #thank you for guiding me through everything <3

[constant-knight]

Olivier is quick to try and jump on the man's back. "Run like the wind, my noble steed!"

Whose unattended hellspawn is this?!

He's going to arch his back in an attempt to keep the boy from latching on, all while looking both perplexed and vexed as he wriggles about in an attempt to evade capture.

"Have you no manners, you rude little -- ?!"

#cinderella-gurei #OLIVIER PLS #also damn I need to figure out tags lol oops

[phoenix-flamed]

Chadley is staring... He is staring daggers before finally approaching the man. "Do you have chocolate in your inventory, sir?" Yes, it is said with a straight face, almost a glare. Is he testing the man?

The feeling of eyes on him is more than a little disconcerting, causing him to shift about from one foot to the other in evident discomfort. Needless to say, by the time the "youth" does approach him, Elwin may as well be sweating bullets from unease. The natural furrow of his brow deepens, and his lips purse into a thin line in thought.

"... Should I?" The question is, unfortunately, a genuine one. He isn't sure what answer he's supposed to give, here -- if there is a "right" answer.

#Audiences #Verse: FFVII AU #Elwin vc: RODNEY HELP I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE WANTS FROM ME -- #cinderella-gurei

[calamitysshatteredson]

❛ for years i chose death ❜

Not Here prompts | accepting but slow

The expression on his face drifted from mild surprise to not quite a smile, not fully warm or soft enough. It was sad if anything, Sephiroth remaining silent as he contemplated not responding at all...

It was too cruel not to. The entire thing was far too cruel. They were like siblings in a way, weren't they..?

"So did I." He admitted quietly. "Bit of a... walking corpse for a time, I suppose." In spite of everything. Because of everything. In that time when he realized he truly was little more than a pawn and a weapon, a tool, means to be that and only that, he...

Became it. Somewhat. Tried to, save that he turned out to have friends, bothersome things. That idea got more of a smile from him, but the sadness remained.

It's not fair is a common refrain. Circumstances are different for both of them, however--

"I don't suppose I know exactly what the alternatives are, but... let's not choose death anymore. Alright?"

#IC #cinderella-gurei #cinderella gurei #unknown verse/timeline #((I RECEIVED EMOTIONS--)) #lookitmequeue

[hisrising-archive]

CONTINUED, FROM @CINDERELLA-GUREI

the phoenix is left to reel in the sight of his mother's corpse, fit in the colors of house lesage, slowly drowning in a sea of her own blood. yet it is there, in the rosfield red that swallows her blouse and pools on the floor– that the reflection of olivier lesage stands; haunted. they are similar in some ways, and joshua cannot help but see a younger version of himself in the boy... if only for the scars they now share being unfortunately similar.

from the fall of their respective homes by way of raging eikon, to the death of one or both parents, they in this form of understanding are mirrors of one another. from rosalith to oriflamme, to joshua and olivier. they are brothers, but they are also foils.

approaching the boy with the same caution as he had attempted to approach their mother, this time joshua crouches— bending at the knee to make himself smaller so that the boy might trust him, or at the very least, feel on equal ground with the phoenix. " you aren't alone, your radiance. " not as joshua had been, buried underneath the rubble of phoenix gate. the dominant would not allow history to repeat itself, not to befall another child- let alone his kin.

ultima would heed joshua in this, that no more children would suffer his plots.

as the child steps back, away from joshua and further away from where the phoenix stands between the child emperor and the rest of their odd family, joshua stills himself. if olivier needed distance, the phoenix would give it to him— the boy deserved that much at the very least after all that he is coming to terms with, and forced to try to understand at his small age.

" i can't give you our mother, " he tells the boy after his cries, " neither can i restore your home... but if you come with me, i can promise you will not be alone. "

#cinderellagurei #im feeling emotions #im feeling things #joshua while clive's carrying dion rn: hold on lemme grab our brother im NOT and WILL NOT leave him #ffxvi spoilers #cinderella-gurei

[lionheartedscout]

"Sing and dance, sing and dance!" (from Olivier)

@cinderella-gurei

Gav sheepishly laughed. "Alright, alright. Let's see... Oh, I know the one! This one my old man used to sing to me an' my siblings often."

He then began swaying to the rhythm as knelt before the child, encouraging him to join in.

"Come here, my little Jacky, now I've smoked my backy, Let's have a bit of cracky 'til the boat comes in. An' you shall have a fishy on a little dishy, You shall have a fishy when the boat comes in.

An' dance to your daddy, sing to your mammy, Dance to your daddy, to your mammy sing. Dance to your daddy, sing to your mammy, Dance to your daddy, to your mammy sing.

An' you shall have a fishy on a little dishy, You shall have a fishy when the boat comes in..."

#;missive sent (answered) #cinderella-gurei #;ic #//listen i know it's probably not the right time period but indulge me XD

[steed-of-waloed]

i'm not very good at sneaking out.

"Well tis good you have an ally like I. For I'm quite good at vanishing about. Mayhap I can be of some service to you~" The Lord Commander gave a playful elegant bow and a wink to boot.

#cinderella-gurei

[diions]

"Brother dearest! Have you grown tired of playing knight for the day?" (Olivier)

A voice that no matter how polite always managed to grate his nerves. It wasn't the boy's fault but his mother's, something he always tried to remember when it came to speaking to him, repeating it in his mind before turning to greet Olivier.

❝I'm not playing knight, Olivier.❞

If only it was a play at times, it would certainly be less tiring. Being able to return home as he pleased and put everything to the side with no worries, getting to do as he wanted without having to think about how many of their men would be unable to do the same. It would be a lot nicer to live without those burdens, certainly.

❝If you want something go bother your mother. Goddess knows she'd have it handed to you in an instant.❞

@cinderella-gurei.

#❪ 🏵 ❫ answers / 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 #cinderella-gurei #🩸 / the struggles of trying to talk to ur older siblings fr

[phoenixshards]

@cinderella-gurei asked: ∗ o9﹕ sender falls asleep leaning against receiver . (from Undying Chadley)

After being found in the rubble of what remained of Phoenix Gate by a few members of the Undying Joshua had first been nursed back to health and then he was raised by them. They were devoted to the house of Rosfield and as Joshua was supposed to be the Archduke of Rosaria at some point, even though that seemed years and miles away from reality, they took him under their wing, teaching the boy everything they knew and once he had grown they would flock around him to support him in his search for his brother but also to learn more about the Blight and that strange creature they believed was connected to it: Ultima.

But the best thing that came out of being saved by the Undying was this: Chadley. They had both been children when they met for the first time, both of them growing up in the care of the Undying and over time Chadley not only became his only friend but his most loyal companion. Where Joshua went, so would Chadley and over time the Dominant of the Phoenix would not want to have it any other way. He trusted Chadley most of all, and while he owed his life to the older members of the Undying, it was only around his silver-haired companion that he felt a real sense of safety.

And now here they were again, sitting in the back of a cart, between crates and barrels, after they had barely escaped with their lives after being hunted through half of Oriflamme. It had been another failed attempt at getting in touch with the Dominant of Bahamut, of course the Prince was well protected and to see two figures in ragged cloaks try to get to him would alarm the royal Dragoons. They only escaped with the help of the Phoenix, using a bit of fire to keep them at bay while the both of them snuck into the back of one of the many carts that left the city and from there on they could only wait, hoping they had chosen a cart that would get them back home again.

Joshua could only guess how many hours had passed since their glorious escape and neither of them dared to speak, lest the driver would hear them, but what he did not expect was to have Chadley fall asleep on him. He did not mind it, not at all, he was the person he felt most comfortable with, but physical touch or any display of affection often left him with a loss of words. But now all he did was carefully wrap his arm around his companion to pull him closer so he could comfortably rest with his head against his shoulder.

It never failed to amaze him how much trust Chadley seemed to have in him and how much Joshua trusted him in return. Using his powers during their escape had of course taken a toll on him, so he tried to suppress a cough as to not wake up his sleeping friend, so instead he closed his eyes, carefully snuggling closer to the other young man.

#cinderella-gurei #not a day goes by where I am not thinking about them

[phoenixshards-a]

@cinderella-gurei continued from x

Joshua would never be able to even imagine the horrors that Olivier had gone through, not only by being used as a temporary vessel for Ultima, but everything that had happened before and afterwards. He remembered his mother well, especially the times she had hovered over him, keeping him away from everyone whenever there was the tiniest sign of his sickness getting worse, he remembered the harshness of her voice when she told him to stay in his room, to stay away from the bearers, he remembered her eyes and the way she would look at him with utter disappointment when she thought he wouldn’t notice. But Joshua had noticed. And now she was dead.

The blood ran freely from her throat as she took her last breath and it gathered in a little pool by Joshua’s feet, it was difficult to turn away from it, to turn his back on the mother that had destroyed their family and brought sorrow to countless of people. She didn’t matter anymore. What mattered was the young boy in front of him. Dion had managed to rid him of Ultima, but without that creature controlling him Olivier was just a boy, a young boy that was as scared and tired as he had once been.

“Your mother was wrong about that, Olivier. She feared and hated everyone that wasn’t you, and this hatred would cost her everything at the end.”

Joshua subtly moved his body to the side to block the boy’s view on his dead mother, then he kneeled down in front of him.

“You don’t have to fight forever, the world is not full of savages. We can achieve peace, we just all have to work together. And I understand you are tired. Why don’t you let me take you to a place where it’s a little quieter? There you don’t have to talk to anyone. What do you say?”

His plan was to take the boy to the Hideout as Joshua’s priority was to keep him away from Ultima’s grasp, but also to provide a feeling of safety as he did know exactly what it felt like to lose one’s family and home, so Joshua gently smiled at Olivier, then offered him his hand to take.

#cinderella-gurei #ah man joshua just has so much love to give and he hands it out so freely #even to lil half brothers or especially to those

[standingonceremony]

"Sir, your fedora looks amazing! Can I use it for a minute? I think, maybe people would think me intimidating, if I do."

Ardyn chuckled as the youth approached him. That in itself was a surprise - usually Ardyn was the one doing the initiating in conversations.

"I highly doubt you will find intimidating the right word, but who am I to decline?"

He grabbed at his hat, taking it off of his head in one sweeping, dramatic bow. He then playfully plopped it on the child's head, stepping back with his arms crossed to assess the new look.

"I take it back. I'm quaking in my boots."

#cinderella-gurei #cinderellagurei #(Chadley) #Hello!! Nice to meet you! :) #I have played FF7R and I LOVED Chadley haha #So thank you for following and interacting!

[phoenix-flamed]

۞

The Bozjan Resistance was proving to be a consistent -- and irksome -- thorn in the IVth Imperial Legion's side. The most recent report from the Southern Front brought with it only troubling news; their holding point of Castrum Lacus Litore had not only been invaded, but had been seized by those foolish, ignorant whelps. What forces remained from those stationed in the castrum had retreated, along with Lyon sas -- excuse him, rem Helsos. The Mage Contingent's commander, Sadr rem Albeleo, had regrettably fallen in battle. Legatus Gabranth had been silent for quite some time. Menenius waited patiently for their leader to finish ruminating on this information; after all, despite the ever-growing precariousness of their situation, their next series of moves would need to be considered carefully and carried out to the letter if there was any chance to turn this war around. Severing their connection to Garlemald at the onset of the civil war back home meant that they would receive no support, be it resources, weaponry, or soldiers. The IVth was entirely on its own. As it stood right now, their supplies were already being stretched thin; dwindling under the strain of holding two different fronts from assault. Legatus Gabranth -- Noah knew this. "Menenius." The younger man finally spoke, voice muffled from beneath his helm. Menenius listened intently -- finally the other had reached his decision, now all that remained was to give his orders to his most trusted advisor and loyal friend. With a clanking of metal as Noah shifted, one armored hand raised in a holding motion. "You are to leave from Valnain tonight, and join our troops on the southern front. I want you in charge. If a favorable outcome cannot be obtained for our troops, you are to oversee their retreat into Zadnor." Menenius's brows raised, but he quickly nodded and offered an Imperial Salute. "Of course, sir." It was a bold, and risky, move, to retreat to the same location where their researchers were still at work uncovering more Allagan weapons for transport and utilization here in Dalmasca. But Menenius trusted his superior's judgment above everything else. As the Elezen Garlean turned to leave the roof of the castrum, he was driven to pause by Noah once more speaking to him: "I am counting on you." I know, Menenius thought, though he said nothing more on his way inside.

Menenius sas Lanatus, FFXIV

#Audiences #Memes and Prompts #cinderella-gurei #VIBRATES EXCITEDLY !!! #Thank you for sending this in! \o/

[calamitysshatteredson]

"Mr. Sephiroth... I have a question that I hope does not bring discomfort." There is a brief pause, an attempt to back down, but nevertheless, the boy decides to speak. "You see, while sharing with some of the townsfolk nearby, I was called your... little brother. Wanting to prevent them from feeling embarrassed or uncomfortable, I agreed. Yet, I understand I did not ask for your agreement on the subject. Is it... alright to let others consider us or identify us as siblings? Would that bring some kind of trouble to you?"

Mr. Sephiroth. So formal in ways fellow Shinra "employees" normally aren't. He's aware that he's not speaking with anyone typical, of course, but the formality has him automatically responding with a mild tilt of his head and not much else until--

The phrase "little brother" elicits a surprised blink. Explanation given, it's only a moment later when Sephiroth's straightened spine and "work posture" relax somewhat. Just a bit. He hadn't really thought about it, of course, and it's a little difficult to do a whole lot of thinking about it now. However...

"I don't mind." He admits, surprising himself just the slightest bit. Still, it is the truth. "If anything, I might believe it would cause trouble for you. Some... fans really aren't easily dissuaded in asking questions." To say the least.

Still... Little brother, huh?

#IC #cinderella-gurei #cinderella gurei #unknown verse/timeline #((we tag this unknown because then no excuses are required ;fdgk;fg)) #((I will get ti catching up with the game eventually but until then...)) #lookitmequeue

[vctlan]

“Having a body causes me so much agony. I wish I was just a floating entity with no physical form.” (for Cloud!)

𝘊𝘓𝘖𝘜𝘋 𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘍𝘌

There's an idle feeling of wrongness that follows after Chadley, no matter how many times Cloud interacts with him -- research, idle requests, affable attempts at small talk from a socially inept kid and an antisocial jerk. It didn't go away, this feeling, even if he could feel a passive understanding of Chadley growing with each interaction.

But in moments like this... what's he supposed to say? For all that he tries to warn people, he is made of shattered glass and jagged edges, he isn't made to be soft or comforting, and all of his attempts at being reassuring have so far been met with criticism or accusations of him being cynical.

(Again. He'd warned them, never said he wasn't.)

"... It'll get better." Somehow, not even he sounded convinced, but what more could he say? "Sometimes the problem isn't you, but the circumstances you're in."

Crossing his arms now, he looked entirely defensive when all he was doing was trying to soothe Chadley without properly letting himself be emotionally compromised while also not wanting to tilt the other further into the true depths of the thoughts that originated this.

#｢ interaction ｣ 𝘊𝘓𝘖𝘜𝘋 𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘍𝘌 #cinderella-gurei

[lionheartedscout]

"Why do you keep your eye closed like that?" (From Olivier, pls forgive me)

@cinderella-gurei

Gav was taken aback by the question, his one good eye going wide as he stared at the child. Memories from that night swirled in his mind, the knife coming down and slashing at his eye a mere moment before he stabbed his assailant. He remembered the screams as bodies littered the hideaway floor.

Cid...where are you?

The scout shook himself out of his stupor and lightly cleared his throat. "Well, I, uh... My eye was gouged out in battle," he replied, pointing to the scar on his face. "Even with the best medicine, it was too far gone to save, so I got no use for it. I keep it closed so that I don't scare people away...although, I should ask Charon where she got her eye."

#;missive sent (answered) #cinderella-gurei #;ic #//I'M CACKLING #//i just imagine gav going 'who's lost child is this???' #ffxvi spoilers #ff16 spoilers