#swordofthreekings

[galahdborn]

@swordofthreekings cont. from here

Nyx had been very excited for training today. Sure, he was bound to get his ass kicked, but he'd be an idiot to pass up the opportunity to learn from Cor the Immortal of all people.

The world had been greyscale for as long as he could remember. His parents had told him that getting your colours was the most beautiful thing you could experience and that it was something he should look forward to. So why was it that it had to happen when he was completely winded?

For a moment he just laid there on the ground, overwhelmed and confused, his brain not fully caught up yet. He felt like he had been blinded with the way everything looked, something new and colourful to look at in every direction. He barely noticed that Cor had stopped the training exercise, though the older male's voice cut through the haze he was in.

"The one and only," he offered, turning his head to look at his fucking soulmate. Taking a moment to finally get on his feet, he stood in front of the Marshal almost awkwardly – the confidence he was known for nowhere to be found.

"It... happened to you too, right?" he asked, somewhat hesitantly. Where there cases where soulmates didn't match? He didn't know, but he wanted to make absolutely sure that he wasn't alone in this – and that he wasn't hallucinating or something.

#swordofthreekings #|| cor is one of the few people nyx would be nervous around in this kind of situation alkfjergl #verse; i will be the melody | the rhythm | and your rhyme (soulmate au)

[altrxisme]

@swordofthreekings // cont.

"And let them prove a point that you're just some kid. Hell no, leave it be, Leonis."

Jackson had no quarrel with the Kingsglaive, he even considered joining them instead of the Crownsguard at some point. That would've been a bad idea in all accounts, given that he was Tenebraen and part of a noble family at that. If anything, he wished some of his fellow Crownsguards would set aside their prejudice against them and try to better relations between the two.

This was different though, that Glaive in particular was just being a dick.

"We have better things ta do than pick fights. Come on, we need ta meet up with the others."

#swordofthreekings #[ lil Cor is always a gem to me c: ] #[ idk about that for Jackson and Jo tho loooool ] #[ that 'leggo' part always makes me giggle XD ] #v: ffxv ; dulce et decorum est

[monarchborn]

@swordofthreekings

Regis looked up when Cor entered his office, always glad to see the younger man. Lucis had received a great gift the moment Cor had decided to sign up for the military all those years ago, even if he had been a rather wild child back then.

"How are you, Cor? I've heard you're quite busy with the Crownsguard these days. More so than usual. I hope it's nothing alarming?" he hadn't gotten any reports yet, but that did not mean that they weren't right around the corner. He did his best to stay on top of internal affairs, but alas, he was only one man and things had a tendency to pile up.

#swordofthreekings #|| owo here we go~

[sylleblosscm]

@swordofthreekings:

[ written ] - for my muse to write something on their skin that will appear on your muses body.

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Soulmate Starters [accepting]

The prospect of having someone ordained for them had always been an intriguing idea to Oracles past. Be that person a lover, a friend, or as good as family - or some combination thereof - the Gods must surely know best.

Luna does not share their excitement. Not for any kind of doubt, of course - it would simply be quite inconvenient for her to become infatuated with another while the future of the world remains in her hands. So it is quite offputting indeed when the first words appear upon her arm one dull Sunday afternoon.

They are hastily scrawled - some sort of list with items that are mostly unfamiliar to her. So this person is not likely to be Tenebraean. She stares for a long moment before covering the mark. The soulmate of the Oracle would be quite the target of Imperial forces if they were discovered.

Dashing to her quarters, feigning illness, Luna locks herself away and looks back to her arm. She tries to smudge the words away but they will not go; not until her soulmate removes them. After intense deliberation, and strongly considering simply ignoring all this, Luna decides she is obligated to respond. If her soulmate were to inadvertently reveal themselves at an inopportune time, it would only serve to place them in danger.

「Your penmanship is splendid, but please be certain not to write anywhere too conspicuous.」

#swordofthreekings #answered; #⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ – always try to be nice; never fail to be kind / ic #⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ – v: a life in progress / unsorted

[ardynzunia]

@swordofthreekings  from here

His eyes narrowed, a frown pulling at his lips as he eyed the man in front of him. He wasn't a very trusting man at the best of times, but there was something distinctly odd about Ardyn.

"Then what are you?" He asked carefully.

he shrugged, “Family.” 

He looked over Cor again. He wanted to treat the young man’s injuries. But he knew he wouldn’t get anywhere nearby without trust. 

“My name is Ardyn Izunia,” He explained further. “I’m of distant relation to the Lucis Caelums, though some aren’t fond of me. Clarus or Regis would vouch for my character.” 

Mors and his shield would not, he didn’t say. They were never fond of the old immortal, and he avoided them. 

#rp #replies #main ardyn #swordofthreekings #bb cor maybe?

[astralbcrn]

@swordofthreekings cont. from here

Bahamut had known that the Marshal would be distraught at the thought of the King and Prince meeting their demise. He had believed that the boy would do everything he could to see them safe until their end, since it would happen one way or the other. Extra protection never hurt anyone, after all.

He had not expected that Cor would approach him in such a manner, kissing him whilst disguised as a messenger so boldly. He could practically taste the desperation on the other's lips and had no delusions that this was anything other than some attempt at seduction.

If only the boy knew who he was truly speaking to.

"You would save two lives in exchange for the fate of the world?" the logic was faulty. Perhaps Regis and Noctis would live their lives as well as they could and die natural deaths, but the darkness would likely claim the world before that and they'd die anyways; this time in vain.

There might be other solutions, but Bahamut saw no reason to entertain them when he was sure the plan he had come up with would work just fine.

"This plan has been two thousand years in the making. Why should it change now?"

#swordofthreekings #verse; supreme ruler #|| couldn't resist continuing this :3c

[chosenbythecrystal]

@swordofthreekings continued from here.

Noctis had been reluctant to train with Cor. He’d been doing his best to avoid the man ever since he’d noticed the name etched into his skin. It wasn’t anything personal, of course, he was just...nervous about what it meant. Cor was somebody he admired. He was somebody he trusted with his life but he didn't know what this would mean for them.

Would Cor even have his name in return?

Still, he put his all into the fight so as not to draw attention to the fact that something was wrong. If he focused on the fight, he wouldn't have to think, but unfortunately Cor had decided to end the spar early.

"Gladio is always on me about training." He murmured, averting his gaze as he lowered his training blade. He needed to say something. He needed to talk to Cor even if he'd much rather bury his head in the sand to avoid the awkward conversation. He took a deep breath to gather his nerve.

"Cor? I...what do you think about soulmates? Do you...do you know who yours is?"

#swordofthreekings #verse; soulmate

[strengthhonorcompassion]

@swordofthreekings​ continued from here

“You don’t have to be a kid to get a hug from a friend, Cor. You just look like you need one.” She laughs a bit and hugs him tight, “I can guess how exhausting parenting can be from watching Clarus. How is Prompto doing? Are you taking care of yourself too? I can’t exactly offer any cooking tips beyond don’t put a pot of water on to boil then go take a shower- no one is willing to let me live that down yet.”

#swordofthreekings #hugs for Cor! #No really #he needs them #yes claire can burn water #why do you ask?

[toeachtheircalling]

@swordofthreekings​:  “  no.  don’t move.  you need to stay still.  ”

Nyx was indeed in no shape to even lift a finger. Of course, his stubbornness saw to it that he at least tried in the worst way possible. Agony washed over his body like a jolt of electricity when he barely moved his left arm. He groaned loudly, which could’ve alert anyone that was near him, which did happen. However, his vision was foggy and his hearing was accompanied by an obnoxious ringing. He didn’t even realize he wasn’t alone until he felt someone touch him, which only caused another bolt of pain startle his body.

His mind was having a hard time registering what was happening as his memory of fighting Titus and dying as the sunset interrupted his vision here and there. He tried to speak but all that came out of his open mouth was a confused and pained shout. His eyes frantically looked around before landing on a dark figure near him, the look he had seemingly unseeing. 

His body was shaking but he still found the strength in his ashen left arm to grab any part of the figure he could to see if it was solid. It was. “Wh...Who...?” he tried asking.

#swordofthreekings #nyxmain||DiedAGlaiveRebornAHunter #nyx||ImTheHeroAroundHere #What ifr Cor was the one that found him in the reckage? Hmmmm

[nightiingaled]

84﹕ sender accidentally injures receiver during sparring . (For Luche, please?)

It wasn't strange to have the commander of the Crownsguard taking some time to share ideas and sparring sessions with the Glaive. Even less strange when no one felt safe enough to pair up with him. Luche didn't mind, as expected as the "second" anyway.

They went at it for several minutes. Two very different styles of fighting - it was nice to get a little change-up in a sparring session. With the Glaive, he trained a lot of them and it was basically a mirror trying to fight with one of them. Unfortunately, that meant an opening was inevitable between the two. One wrong turn of his kukri and Cor's blade sliced right across the man's unarmored shoulder.

"Damn," he hissed through his teeth, "First blood to you, huh."

#♜ ic ⇾ luche. #swordofthreekings #♜ how beautiful the nightingale's song ⇾ queue.

[dragcnlxrd]

46﹕ sender pulls receiver out of harm’s way .

He had been to engrossed in the article on his phone to even notice that the crosswalk had changed from walk to stop. He just normally went with the flow of people walking beside him or around him. The fact that he'd also had a nice dose of Shiva's Tears earlier and was still feeling the mind dulling effects did nothing to help him out either.

The sharp tug on his arm as he was jerked back had him startled and pulled him through the mind altering haze he was slowly coming out of. A glare of amethyst hues focused upon his savior as the car flew passed on the road.

"Ifrit's ass what the fuck", he blurted out before recognition of the one who'd grabbed him settled.

Fuck... The Marshal... that's all he needed at the moment.

#swordofthreekings #v: tbd #feel free if you want to continue

[galahdborn]

@swordofthreekings cont. from here

He had been given one specific target in this fight. Take out the Immortal. It would've been a bit of an oxymoron if Cor wasn't so known on the battlefield – because how did you kill someone who couldn't die? Part of Nyx found the thought amusing, but that was quickly suppressed, especially when the man in question seemed to accept his wordless challenge.

His long sleeves hid his 'enhancements' as he darted forward, dodging other soldiers easily. He had been with the Imperial army for a while now (he hadn't, but his memories of the siege on Galahd had been so easy to manipulate), but this was his first proper fight that was against real opponents.

He closed the distance between him and the Marshal in a flash of red sparks, the feeling of wrongness whenever he did it one that he was easily able to ignore. Steel clashes against steel and there was an excited grin on his lips: "They say you're the best there is, but you'll bleed at the end of this – just like the rest of your soldiers."

#swordofthreekings #verse; reflections in a cracked mirror #|| i imagine nyx is around 23 in this :3c

[altrxisme]

@swordofthreekings // cont. 

Her late father told her that she cried often as a child, more than one normally would, and suspected it had something to do with her soulmate. He reasoned that might have been one of the reasons why she was able to tolerate so much pain for someone so young. There were times where Johanne silently cursed whoever they were, only to quietly apologize and hope that they were alright. 

She could only imagine the immense physical pain she caused them during that one deployment. The burning chill of Ice magic nearly rendered her immobile that one time. 

Throughout the years, there was a sense of stirring calm that gave her comfort whenever she felt alone. The need to be better for something, the constant vigilance, the feeling of camaraderie though distant. The only other time she’s felt like this besides the shared emotions of her soulmate was within the Kingsglaive. 

Her Glaives. Captain Drautos may be their leader, but this particular squad was one that she trained herself and made sure they returned to the city in one piece while succeeding in their mission. Johanne stood beside her team, shoulders square even with her arm in a sling, proud as the King thanked them for their service. 

There was a feeling that tugged in the corner of her mind, however, searching. Or perhaps she was watching the Marshal a little too closely, what with the way he was scanning the room.

#swordofthreekings #[ imagine coming out of the womb and just feeling PAINNNNN ] #[ ;A; boy howdyyyy ] #v: ffxv ; dulce et decorum est

[monarchborn]

@swordofthreekings

"Do not pout, Cor. I know you are more than capable of doing this," Regis assured, voice and expression calm and confident, though inwardly he had to admit that he was quite amused. "You may be my top enforcer, but now you will also be the new face of this fashion brand. If anyone can manage both, it would be you," he assured, watching as designers flittered about the room, taking measurements of the younger male.

He had wanted to make Cor part of the fashion side of things for a while and the launch of a new brand was the perfect opportunity. "After we are done here, I have a different job for you," he assured, knowing that Cor would find some comfort in the fact that he would still be doing what he was originally expected to do.

#swordofthreekings #verse; mafia couture #|| no escaping your fate now cor owo

[triggerxhappy]

@swordofthreekings​ said: [RUFFLE] SIMPLE ACTIONS | ACCEPTING

Prompto admires Cor so much. Now that he’s working with him more often, to slay daemons all over Lucis until Noctis comes back, he’s trying to act as he’s just another comrade. It’s impossible, though. Cor has seen so much, and he’s so badass. Prompto wishes he could be like him instead of being clumsy.

They had just finished a fight against some daemons when Cor ruffles his hair, which makes Prompto laugh happily. “You’re gonna ruin my hair!” He teases. “Thanks for joining me, Marshal! I feel more badass now!” 

#rp #swordofthreekings #v: somnus

[ardynzunia]

@swordofthreekings  from here   

The Prince threw his arms around Cor, and, on instinct, he wrapped an arm around him, holding him close as his eyes continued to scan the scene. He pulled them down to look at the young man. "Are you alright?"

The teenager shakily pulled away from Cor and nodded. He knew it was important to stay calm. 

“Y-yeah. I got a shield up around the car.” He explained, “Noctis was in a separate vehicle though, I tried to heal him but. . .”

He trailed off. Noctis was alive, but no one else outside of his own car was. Even the little he’d managed left Arctus exhausted. It made him mad, knowing he wasn’t good enough to protect his brother. 

#cor tag #swordofthreekings #rp #replies #prince arctus verse #arctus as a kid