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Totally legit facts about Gil™

* Only sleeps for like 4 hours a day

* Exists on a diet of coffee, sandwiches and whatever the future version of skittles is

* Loves vodka whilst he’s robbing everyone blind at poker

* Vodka doesn’t love him - if, and when, he’s hungover, he has to stay in bed all day and eat whilst he watches cheesy crime/detective shows (preferably whilst spooning with Ryder) 

* Him and Jill may or may not have “”””accidentally”””” conned a senior alliance officer out of ~500 credits one time at a casino on the Citadel (they were then told ‘politely’ to never come back)

* Amazingly his hair just does that - probably something to do with him working by the mass effect core all day

* Never cleans up after himself when he tinkers with stuff on the ship - whenever Ryder needs to find him they just follow the trail of discarded wrenches, oil spills and sandwich crumbs (for the hungry engineer on the go) 

(was thinking about these the other night just deciding to post it now because 1) it’s a break from doing my report and 2) I’m all about that Gil Brodie)  

more fishing!
Final Fantasy XV
more fishing!

Prompto: I can’t get over last night’s fish! So flaky and moist…  (˶ॢ‾᷄﹃‾᷅˵ॢ)

Ignis: The freshness made all the difference. ( ・ㅂ・)

Noctis: That settles it, MORE FISHING!  ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Prompto: If only you had the same passion for other things.  (;¬_¬)

I’m gonna say it right now. If the final two episodes have all of jack’s friends that he’s helped over the course of the show fighting against Aku’s forces while Jack and Ashi take on Aku, i’m gonna lose my shit and probably tear up a bit.

(EXTREME BONUS POINTS FOR WHITE WOLF SHOWING UP TOO I LOVE HIM)

Stars in the Night: Chapter 1

AHHHH I ALREADY FINISHED CHAPTER 1 WHAT. Literally I excepted me to take a long, long time to plan this all out and get it out to y’all. But it all just flowed out nice and perfectly. Love when that happens.

I really hope you guys like it. Let me know what you think. I’d love to know!!

Tagging @nifwrites and @cupnoodle-queen because they are my inspiration for this series and they’re just cool people. Also tagging some other friends: @stunninglyignis, @themissimmortal, @stephicness, @itshaejinju, @lupanaoflaminar, and @ebony-and-chocobos <33 

              THE PRINCE AND ORACLE ENGAGED TO BE MARRIED

Each news paper throughout the entirety of Crowncity read the exact same headline and reported on the exact same story.

The war was ending!


 Everyone, rejoice!


 We must celebrate the unification of the Oracle and the Prince of our great country.

Stella rolled her heterochromatic eyes: one of an icy blue, and the other of jade. She crumbled her newspaper into a ball before tossing it over her shoulder. “I don’t believe the Empire for a godsdamned second.”

The morning work rush was the only time Stella and her roommate and partner had time to catch up on matters that existed outside a garage.  The two young woman would spend hours— possibly even days at a time without seeing a single hint of the city that laid just outside their makeshift auto shop.

They sat together at their usual table at their usual place; a small breakfast café that served the best coffee in all of Insomnia.  It was always their go to place after pulling an all-nighter working on cars and various other pieces of technology.

“You and me both, Stell,” Di muttered before bringing her cup of coffee to her lips. “Seems like we’re the only ones in the whole damn city, though.”

“That’s what happens when you’re in constant contact with people outside of the city,” Stella speculated, readjusting the fingerless, black, leather gloves over her right hand. “Funny how Geography will entirely change someones opinion on political matters. We have to start looking for a place out there.”

“As much as I’d love that, you know the pay is better here than out there. We’re barely making it by as it is,” Di sighed, crossing her legs underneath the table.

“I mean, we take enough trips out there. Half our money is probably just spent on gas,” Stella protested.

“Eh,” Di shrugged before taking in her last sip of coffee. “Maybe we’ll just get lucky… maybe one of our soulmates is filthy rich,” the dark skinned girl smirked to herself, placing her empty cup on the metal table that was absolutely covered in crumbs from the scones they had devoured as their breakfast.

A laugh escaped Stella’s pink lips. “Come on, you know I don’t believe in that soulmate stuff. Besides, the last thing I want to do is rely on a man for money. I’d rather struggle on my own than be dependent on someone else.”

“That’s one way to look at it,” Di fingered at her messy pony tail that lingered over her strong, broad shoulders. “Can you imagine? Being born or married into a life like Lady Lunarfreya or Prince Noctis? They never have to worry about making rent or having enough money to afford a meal other than cup noodles.”

“Yeah, but they have to worry about being assassinated. I think that takes a bigger emotional toll. It would on me anyway,” Stella gave a small smile as she tossed her long, wavy ginger hair over her shoulder. “Anyway, you wanna get going? It’s gonna take us at least an hour to get out the city.”

“Yeah, let’s head out,” Dia stood up from her seat. “Thank the Six that Hammerhead isn’t that far from the city. I really don’t feel like driving for a full day.”

Stella pushed upward to stand on her feet. “Let’s get going, then. Cindy’s already texted me eight times,” she pulled the cell phone of her jean’s pocket. 

With a sudden jerk of her hand, the cell phone fell straight from Stella’s gloved hand to the café’s hardwood floor. “Ow!” Stella shouted without warning. Di simply smirked.

“Your soulmate getting into another fight, I assume? I don’t know how you claim you don’t believe in soulmates when the guy is constantly getting you beat up,” Di referred to the sensory link  that was shared between all soulmates on Eos. Whenever one half of the pair was in pain, the other felt their agony. Emotional or physical. 

“It’s just gas, I swear,” Stella assured her voice going raspy, placing a hand on the newly tender spot on her stomach. With ease, she lowered herself and retrieved her phone, revealing the new crack that spread across the glass screen. “Dammit!” Stella groaned. “Whoever this guys is, he owes me a new phone!” She turned the phone to show the evidence of the crack to Di, who simply giggled.

“So you believe in soulmates now, right?”

“If it means if I get a new phone… then yes, I believe and will graciously allow my prince charming to sweep me off my feet!”


“C’mon Noct, get up. I didn’t hit you that hard,” Gladiolus taunted with a smirk, holding his great sword over his shoulder with ease.

“I’m glad you’re know so much about what hurts me and what doesn’t,” Noctis grumbled, still recovering from getting the wind knocked out of him. He propped himself upward against his elbow before pushing himself up on his feet once again. “Listen, can we be done for the day? I’m starving.”

“If you buy me pizza, then sure. We can be done for the day,” the future King’s Shield smirked as his sword vanished from his grasp.

“Sounds like a fair deal—“

“Highness,” a familiar voice sounded from behind the Prince.

“Sup, Specs,” Gladio greeted Noctis’s royal advisor, and mutual friend.

“I apologize for interrupting, but there are some important matters to discuss,” Ignis explained, his eyes meeting up with Noctis’s.

“How important?” Noctis groaned, placing a hand on his hip. “Me and the big guy were gonna go out and grab some pizza. Can’t it wait until after?”

“I am afraid not.”

Huffing out a sigh, Noctis walked to the door in which Ignis stood. “Fine,” his shoulders slumped.

You owe me that pizza, Noct. Don’t forget about it,” Gladio called as the Prince and Advisor turned there backs and exited the room.  The door shut with a distinct click before Noctis was able to return his banter.

“So what’s up, Specs?” Noctis asked as he and Ignis walked down the hallway side by side.

“His Majesty just finished his meeting with Niflheim’s Chancellor,” Ignis informed.

“Alright?” Noctis retorted unenthusiastically.

Was this news worth missing out on pizza?

“You father has surrendered all Lucis territories outside of Insomnia in order to halt the war from worsening,” Ignis continued. Noctis’s eyebrows raised in surprise. His father wouldn’t do that. Before Noctis had a chance to interject his comments of confusion, Ignis continued. “And you must wed Lady Lunafreya.”

Noctis halted his footsteps. “Wait, what?” He muttered, rather exasperated.

His whole world seemed to come to a stunning halt as his thoughts threw him backwards, spiraling him into the past. 


“Dad? Is Luna my soulmate?” Noctis questioned his father. Being a simple eight year old child, he never grasped the idea of ‘soulmates.’

“No, Noctis. Luna is not your soulmate.”

“Oh. How can you tell?”

King Regis smiled, kneeling down to reach his sons level. Carefully, he took the Prince’s left hand into his. “See this mark right here?” He tapped on the strange shaped blob that rest upon the top of Noctis’s hand.

“Of the carbuncle?”

“Yes,” the King confirmed. “If Luna was in fact your soulmate, she would have the exact mirror of this image on her right hand.”

“Oh,” Noctis breathed, deep in thought. “Who is Luna’s soulmate then? How do I find my soulmate? What happens if I don’t have a soulmate?” He bombarded his father with questions, not even bothering to take a breath between his sentences.

His father simply chuckled at his child’s interest. “That is for Lady Lunafreya to find out on her own. Her soulmate will come to her in time, just as yours will, Noctis. You are the future King of Lucis. There is someone the Astrals created special just for you. Just as they created your mother for me,” a sad smile grew across the Kings lips.


“Marry Luna?” Noctis repeated, his blue eyes going wide.

“It is for the good of Lucis, Noct.”

Noctis blinked at his friend. “I… uh— yeah, Iggy, you’re right,” he averted his eyes to the marking he so proudly wore on the back of his left palm. A tinge of sadness washed through him.

“I understand how this can come as rather unfortunate news to you,” Ignis began, sympathy growing in his voice, observing as the Prince studied the symbol on his hand.

“No Ignis, it’s fine,” Noctis assured. “I care about Lunafreya.”

“I know but—“

“If I am to spend my life with someone other than my soulmate, I’m glad it’s Luna.”

oh my! XDDD @chrisdoof what a ridiculously cute combo! HAHAH!!! thanks for giving me something so sweet and fun to work on! (> ///w///<) just one more to go from these requests! (O   v O) and it’s a hard one! oh my! i wanted to finish today~ but noooo! (>   v <) <3

Emilie de Ravin SBUK3 Sunday M&G+Panel
  • Emilie and Robert hugged and it was beautiful  #Rumbelle #SBUK3
  • Emilie said Bobby is her favourite person to work with  #SBUK3
  • Belle would have psychic powers if she was magical #SBUK3 
  • If Belle had a theme tune, it would be Dancing Queen #sbuk3 
  • If Belle had a theme tune, it would be Dancing Queen #sbuk3 
  • If Emilie could be another character she would be Cruella #SBUK3
  • Emilie’s favourite scene is something we haven’t seen in the season finale and Bobby might be in it! #SBUK3 
  • Emilie’s favourite costume is the yellow gown she wears in The Enchanted Forest #SBUK3
  • Emilie said she enjoyed playing Lacey in season 2 as she said it was boring playing the same character all the time #SBUK3

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“You were planned, Noah. Engineered.“ Noah practically radiated frustration.

"For what?" 

"To be the hero,” David said, looking at Noah like he was his greatest disappointment. “To slay the dragon. But you fell in love with it instead.”