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[littlexsisterxulric]

@heartxandxhome (x)

Canned milk was still something she would never see the logic in - it was most definitely a mainland thing. What was wrong with glass bottles? Setting the cans down on the table with a rueful shake of her head, Selena looked up at her mother's quiet comment about Reno.

Ah, so that altercation hadn't gone unnoticed by her mother either? Well, that was hardly a surprise given the fight had taken place in the middle of Meldacio.

Blowing out a huff of a breath, Selena abandoned the groceries and found a place to stand alongside her mother at the sink, canting her head to the side to gain a view of Dave and Ida's house.

"Nope, but one of them keeps rising to the bait, and it isn't Enok. They're both too alike and neither one will accept that truth. I'm guessing you saw the whole thing?"

#heartxandxhome #v: stranded

[foughtforthefuture]

WHAT SKY ARE YOU ?

stormy sky

you don't shy away from expressing yourself. your emotions can be unpredictable, but you try not to stifle them. you're passionate to a fault. you are fiercely loyal and won't hesitate to defend and protect the people and things you care about. but you can be impatient at times - with yourself and with others. sometimes you turn to "easier" emotions like anger when you don't know how to handle things like guilt, grief, or helplessness

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[sylleblosscm]

@heartxandxhome x

The son in the mother.

It is the first thing she sees; all she sees upon waking. Almost speaking Nyx’s name, faltering in time to keep her lips sealed. Had her companion made it out of Insomnia alive? She does not know - in all the chaos, the two had been separated. 

Luna tries to sit, but a wave of dizziness washes over her. The ring – yes, she can feel the weight of it nearby. Noctis, how he must be worrying so with the news of Insomnia’s fall. And Regis…dear Regis, cut down before his time. There is much to mourn, but much more to do. 

She looks to the woman once more, something about her putting the unsettled Oracle at ease. Finding her voice at last; wrestling with what to say. She wants to know if Nyx is well but to ask may be a cruelty unto itself. The woman may not know. She may know, and it may break her heart all over again. What can she say to the mother of the man who saved her life?

The words leave her at last, uttered through the veil of exhaustion. Ultimately it is no great leap of empathy, but rather years of good manners that win out. ❝It is good to finally meet you, Ma’am.❞  

#( idk what's going on with nyx in this verse but I just KNOW these two are gonna be a vibe ) #heartxandxhome #v: main tbt;

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@heartxandxhome​ continued from (x)

his comment had been half-muttered beneath his breath and spoken more on reflex than anything else. his dad had said it so many times, it was ingrained in reno’s psyche at this stage, and the older he got, the more it proved true.

there was no such thing as violence without reason. violence was almost always personal - whether the person conducting the act knew it or not, even if you were a nameless foot soldier in an army of thousands, the leader had chosen to conduct violence for a specified reason.

a personal reason because it had struck such a chord in the leader, they felt the need to strike back with violence. tearing his gaze away from the map and intel binders at sarah’s random query, reno felt his brow furrow as he tried to read her face, taking a moment to glance past the woman before he answered, ensuring there wasn’t anyone around to overhear their conversation.

‘ baldur - baldur tummelt, why? ’

#heartxandxhome #v: stranded

[enokvirkow]

❝what will you do when there’s no more blood to shed or vengeance to take?❞

"What all Galahdans wish to do: settle down at my little part of the cliffs or beach on my home island and fish and celebrate till the end of my days."

It was a dry answer. A simple one and maybe it could have sounded sarcastic to others. But Enok didn't even dare to think about a future that seemed that far ahead. First he had to take his vengeance and shed the blood of those who had done this to them.

"And I will display the heads of king Regis and of emperor Aldercapt right beside the biggest shark I could catch - what about you?"

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#heartxandxhome #VERSE | FFXV | Blood for the Crown

[galahdanblade]

It was the time of year. She sensed it coming weeks out as Kaleb and Dave sidelined some Alleyway Jacks to HQ and detailed them to train in the outpost. The 'hunts' were coming up. Roughly same time every year, even now a lifetime later in Meldacio. Checking his rucksack the morning of the hunt, Sarah drew close and looked up into blue eyes, finding the courage vaguely ask. "I wish you could tell me about it, I want to be able to help you deal with whatever it is ... just please come back."

it was never a show of pulling all of the alleywayjacks back to meldacio, it made no sense to pile all of the highest ranked hunters into a string of hunts, but equally it wasn't worth the risk of sending in lower ranked hunters either.

it was far too dangerous. and there was a level of trust needed for these hunts - a type of trust that came with the years it took to clamber up through the hunter ranks.

he still hated costlemark.

that was seared in stone at this stage, and kaleb would take every opportunity possible to shirk that place. he'd argue and sulk, refuse point-blank to go to dave's face, and still end up packing a bag and going.

he'd packed his bag last night, going through his gear piece by piece, checking for any damage that he might have missed from a previous hunt, packing curatives in easily accessible places, a few spare bangles and pendants because the dungeons were anyone's guesses, they could spawn any litany of creatures or daemons. then came raiding the store for rations and food supplies.

it was still dark outside, the morning's light fighting to break through the veil of the night, but they wanted to get an early start on the road, they were aiming to head for the dungeon farthest east first and work their way back west, which meant crestholm was first on the hit-list.

setting his gear bag down on the kitchen table, kaleb took a step back and smirked with amusement as sarah began to pick through what he'd chosen to pack - doing her own mental tick list and check on his gear to settle her own nerves. heaving a sigh when sarah ceased her inspection and wrapped her arms around his middle, kaleb lifted his chin to rest atop her head.

' i wish i could too, sarah ... we'll be as quick as we can. and we'll be safe, i've got dave watching my back and i've got his, okay? '

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[honorxorder]

“Why fight when you can negotiate?”

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"The key is making it seem like you don't give two shits about fighting. If they think you're willing to just drop everything and start cracking skulls while they aren't then you get more leverage in the negotiation phase. So long as you have the numbers that is. Gotta be prepared to walk the walk if shit goes south after all." He shrugged his shoulders. "I'm more of a man of action than words anyway."

#heartxandxhome #v; tbd

[housetummelt]

What was your life like before all this? (to Baldur in the Stranded verse)

They should not share information and old stories like this one. A question like Sarah's was entirely over the line of all that could be said within their confines. But it was one that brought the smallest hint of a smile on Baldur's face.

But he had nothing to lose. Not any more. And he did not feel like Sarah would betray him. She wasn't that kind of human. Their stolen away conversations inside Formouth were a small relief to both their captivity.

And everything he could tell her, Caligo and Veld knew already.

"I was a General in the army. Highly ranked, highly regarded. Born into nobility. Living in luxury and influence. But Niflheim has very strict sets of rules for its nobility. It is a golden cage. I had a lovely wife. Her name was Ida... and with her I had two sons. All my pride. Reno and Loqi we named them... and Niflheim demanded them as their own soldiers. They would not get to pick what they would become, but trained to be monsters from childhood on... so, we fled. I thought I was doing the right thing. But now I probably am the only one who survived... and my family lies dead and cold in the depths of Eos' sea."

It was a sweet story, with a bitter end. And one that Baldur had rolled over so often in his head that he was bar any emotions at the end of it. Well. Almost. He would never be able to shake the dread closing around his chest at the thought of what he had led his family into. The only thing keeping him from running into the bullets of the MTs surrounding them was this smallest hope that their boys were still alive. Here. In Lucis.

"So... Sarah, after telling you this - you owe me your own answer to this question."

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#heartxandxhome #AU | Stranded

[leidemechanic]

Unnecessarily Detailed Dislikes

Muse name: Cindy Aurum

Least favourite nickname: n/a

Least favourite colour: Green

Least favourite season: Winter

Least favourite weather: Dust storms

Least favourite—hot or cold: Humidity

Least favourite holiday: Festival of the Glacian

Least favourite food: Anything too Greasy

Least favourite flavour: Salty

Least favourite drink: Sodas & Whiskey

Least favourite scent: Anything rotting

Least favourite sound: Daemon Screams

Least favourite book: Fishing Fanatics Monthly & Silence of Knowledge 

Least favourite movie: Anything Horror related

Least favourite tv show: Thrillers & Reality Shows

Least favourite school subject or area of study: History

Least favourite aspect of their job: The impatient customers and the ones that get too handsy with her

Least favourite fictional character: N/A

Least favourite person: Loqi  The Imperials

Least favourite trait in others: Laziness

Least favourite place: Anywhere where there is no visible lighting

Least favourite thing to talk about: Her Parents

Least favourite thing about themselves: The fact that she can’t get to those out on the road faster. 

Least favourite sexual position: None

Least favourite daily chore: Sorting out mail

Least favourite style of clothing: Anything too frilly

Least favourite activity: Financial Statements & Bills

Least favourite superpower: Warping. She doesn’t know how it works and while she’s grateful it gets the glaives/prince out of danger quick, she often worries about it failing or the aimed weapon missing its target.

Least favourite thing about humanity in general: How the less well off are ignored and/or forgotten and made to fend for themselves.

Least favourite thing about being in love: Worrying if her s/o will be okay once they’re on the road. 

Least favourite thing about death: How sudden it can happen.

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#( dash meme. ) time for a break! #☆ behind the golden smile ; hc

[loqis]

@heartxandxhome​ | X

Loqi needed quite a few more seconds to realize who she was. He stared at the woman and… had no clue. Not even a single one. At first. His mind raced through every person she could possibly be… and it took a terribly long drawn-out moment until it clicked into place.

She had been in Galahd.

On that airship.

A prisoner.

He had questioned her.

She knew he was a Nifen.

Loqi grimaced at her as she quickly looked around and he truly was afraid that the next thing she would do was call out for help, draw attention and yell out his secret for everyone to hear. No one knew. No one beside Dave and Kaleb. And Loqi already didn’t like that Kaleb knew.

“Wait! Wait- shh! I- don’t say anything, okay?!”, he quickly hissed under his breath, looking around to make sure no one was close.

“I’m not- I’m no threat! See, I help everyone. I have a job here, I lived here for years, you have nothing on me... no one will believe you!”

#heartxandxhome #AU | Stranded

[littlexsisterxulric]

‘ it’s past your bedtime. ‘

"But I'm not even tiiiired," pressing her nose against the cool glass of her bedroom window, Selena squinted out into the darkness and the rivulets of rain that raced down the glass.

"And I'm waiting for Papa to come home - Granny said he'd be home soon."

#replied #heartxandxhome

[foughtforthefuture]

It was their first time on the mainland and Sarah couldn't keep her attention on one thing for too long; she was amazed by the waterways that fed this city and how everyone moved about by boat. But she was also overwhelmed by the amount of people in one tiny area, the festival that lit Altissia, keeping an eye on little Selena, teenaged Nyx, and trying to keep Kaleb away from work. But later that night, as fireworks lit the sky, she smiled at her boy. "Are you enjoying the trip?"

this place was ... so fucking cool. not like the metropolis he imagined the crown city to be, hell now - none of those buildings that were tall enough to tickle the king's wall, but it was still so ... full here.

every street teemed with shops fronts and doorways. the pavement and streets were pristine and tailored to the tourism that altissia built its attraction on - every inch of space given over to stalls and arcade games for the festival. kids chasing moogles around, lovers hanging over the arched pedestrian bridges, watching the gondolas laze by beneath.

this was a world away from galahd, but yet the air still smelled the same - the salty tang coated the back of his throat, venturing down to where the men were lined up on the docks, all vying to reel in the biggest fish and it smelled like home.

except they weren't at home. and mom and dad were both here.

both, together. here. not fighting. not arguing. he wasn't sleeping at grandma and grandpa's house. there wasn't the stale, uneasy quietness that usually led to nyx either launching headfirst into the argument or to him steering selena out of the room.

selena was happy - giggling and laughing, swinging out of their dad's arm, begging him to try his hand at the minigame with the dancing cactuar ... he was happy too. laughing and shaking his head at selena's begging, telling her how he promised their mom that he wouldn't go on a hunt. nyx had even spied his mom and dad holding hands at one stage, while selena had stooped to play with a chocobo chick.

it had been a perfect day in whole. like a dream. this was how things were meant to be, right?

leaning his forearms on the railings that guarded the edge of the docks, it was dark waters as far as he could see and then the fireworks light up the night sky, their hazed reflection shimmering on the water. blinking up at the colourful display, the teenager nodded his head at his mother's quiet question.

' mmm-hmmm ... i wish it could be like this all the time, ma. and i don't mean altissia - i like seeing you happy. you, dad and selena. '

#replied #heartxandxhome #i have no fcs for bby nyx :(

[insomnianchild]

@heartxandxhome​ | X

“Because you are my mother… you are the light.”

Micah stared at her with a mixture of fascination and utter adoration. There was a shine to his eyes, as if he was close to tears. He was pressing his face, his chest against the bars, trying to reach for Sarah.

“Mother…?”

Kneeling at the bars, he could not reach her, she would have to come closer. She would have to come to him. Why wouldn’t she come closer? She belonged to him. And he belonged to her. He had sworn it. No one would ever hurt her again.

“Please… help me…?”

“I am tired… I am so tired… but I endured for you. So I can keep you save. They all come here and lie… about you. And they won’t free me. They want me to rot here… to slowly die. Because they are cowards… please. Please free me. I freed you from your chains, too. Do you remember? Because I love you. No one loves you as much as I do...”

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[enokvirkow]

“ we don’t want to draw attention to ourselves. ”

Dave hadn't understood and sent him back to HQ. Full of resentment and anger. Ire that most ignored - but not Sarah. She had asked and pried. And Enok had told her - told her everything. It had simply poured out of him. He had showed her the photos and... she had just nodded. And offered help.

That was how they had ended up in this situation now.

Sneaking along the shadows of the Garrison. Enok had his access card to enter it. But Sarah insisted on this being a silent and secretive mission. Neither of them were trained for this, but... somehow they had the drive to do it. Enok for his parents. he didn't yet know why Sarah wanted to help with this so desperately. But showing her the three photos had seemed to get her on his side.

Getting intel on where the prisoners were kept wasn't a task done from HQ like Dave suggested. They would need to dig here, inside the Garrison.

Leaning forward, Enok checked for any MTs closeby. But they seemingly were safe.

"If they fucking catch us before or after snooping in Ulldor's office, we're dead."

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[galahdanblade]

“ i wonder which will get you killed faster, your loyalty or your stubbornness ? ”

' stubbornness. '

kaleb answered without missing a beat and without an ounce of sarcasm in his voice. that was an accepted fact at this stage - his mother had told him as much, as had cid, ezma, wiz, randolph and now sarah.

they couldn't all be wrong.

it was a streak he had no control over - and it was a trait he'd passed on to their son, by all accounts. but let it be a good one, kaleb hoped it'd be seen that way. he wasn't stubborn for the sake of being so, it was born out of knowing he was right. knowing that the alternative was wrong, risky or would put others at risk.

leaning over to grab a hold of sarah's hand as she made to storm by him in a maelstrom of anger and concern, the hunter cocked a brow, the hint of smile tugging on the corner of his mouth.

' — you wouldn't have me any other way, right? '

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[honorxorder]

❛  i had a son… he passed away. ❜

@heartxandxhome

"I'm sorry about your son, ma'am. I take it you lost him in the war?" That was how most mothers lost their sons. Either to the war or to the daemons. The difference being that one potential cause stood before her, the other didn't. War was a necessary evil. At least, that was what he'd always been told. It was easier when their weren't faces assigned to the numbers though. Not that Caligo had never personally killed on the battlefield. The magitek soldiers made it so most young Niflheim men never had to know what that felt like though. That had been one benefit to them.

#heartxandxhome #v; tbd