FFXV Murder AU

We discussed this over the stream last night… along side a convict AU. Might do that one too, since the possibilities are endless. But the mURDER ONE WAS CALLING OUT TO ME BECAUSE MY BRAIN IS A SCARY PLACE.

God dammit Ignis’s turned into a novel again. WHOOPS 

Poor Ignis.


Anyway, tagging friends: @cupnoodle-queen, @themissimmortal, @itshaejinju, @stephicness, @nifwrites, @stunninglyignis, @acciocamp-half-blood​ <3

Trigger warning: mentions of blood and murder. 

Noctis Lucis Caelum  | First Degree Murder | Contract Killing | Diplomatic Immunity

As the King of the Country, Noctis has formed many enemies. The politics in Eos have often been rumored to be dangerous and dirty. Suspicious deaths have taken place to high standing government officials since the beginning of the Monarchies centuries ago. 

Ardyn Izunia, chancellor of Lucis’s enemy country; Niflheim, has caused much trouble for not only King Noctis… but for the citizens of Lucis as well. Ardyn had plagued the country with daemons and forced Noctis’s father, Regis into surrendering the lands outside of Insomnia, the capital city. 

Noctis had tried many different strategies in attempts to make amends with Izunia and his country peacefully, but to no avail. After years and years of constant clashing, Noctis had had enough. 

He felt as if he had no further options  but to enlist a hitman to end the ongoing feud with Chancellor Izuina. He turned to his trusted Royal Advisor to get the job done. 

Of course, Ignis Stupeo Scientia agreed without hesitations. His trust within the King is never ending. His loyalty remained with Noctis and the wellbeing of the country he served. He knew the consequences of his actions, but accepted his King’s request regardless. 

The job was done throughly and successfully. Ardyn Izunia was dead at the hands of both Ignis Scientia and Noctis Lucis Caelum.

It took hardly any time for the truth to surface about the murder. Noctis’s position of King kept him safe from any type of punishment, however, his actions ended up causing more harm than good.

Many of Lucis’s citizens began to question Noctis as their leader. His actions cause him to lose many valuable alliances…

A uprising is on the horizon.

Prompto Argentum | Third Degree Murder | Hit and Run | On The Run

Prompto Argentum has always been an outstanding citizen.  He was known well throughout all of Insomnia not only for his incredible photography skills, but his close friendship to the King.

Though he was a commoner, he was well respected throughout Noctis’s court. He does well for himself economically. He lives in a small apartment in Insomnia, but often finds himself venturing out of the city for photography jobs.

Lucis’s winding roads are more than often empty. Because of this, Prompto often lets his mind wander during such road trips. During one trip however, his car ended up colliding with a pedestrian not far off from an Empire Base. 

Prompto exited his vehicle to see a young woman, no older than thirty years, laying dead before him. Her platinum, silvery hair began to be tainted with a pool of her own blood. She was heavily armored, but her armor wasn’t enough to save her from a car speeding down the road. 

Prompto began to sob his apologies to the woman. Her eyes remained open, but they were lifeless and blank. 

“Aranea?” A male voice called out from a good distance away. From the Imperial Base. “She told me she was out here. Where the hell did she go?”

Prompto cursed underneath his breath as he watched as a undefinable figure exited the base. Prompto became paralyzed with fear. The closer the figure got, the clearer he could see the sight before him.

The fearsome, Areana Highwind was dead. Killed by a careless driver.

“HEY!” The figure screamed, breaking off into a sprint toward Prompto. “You killed a loyal mercenary solider to the Niflheim Empire!” The figure screamed, readying his weapon toward Prompto.

Without thinking, Prompto scurried back to his car, speeding off so the solider couldn’t follow. He is wanted throughout Lucis and Niflheim for manslaughter. Each day he remains on the run, his sentence gets worse and worse. 

Gladiolus Amicitia | Third Degree Murder | Bar Fight | 15 Years in Prison

The King’s Shield is well known to all. Many of Lucis’s enemies fear him and him alone. His brute force and occasional temper make him a force to not be reckoned with.

Still, Gladiolus finds himself fighting with strangers who wish to only prove their strength against the toughest warrior in all of Eos. The very man who defeated the legendary Gilagamesh and only left the battle with a simple scar. 

Gladio would be lying if he denied enjoy such fights. It allowed him the perfect opportunity to blow off steam, all the while getting a small workout. 

After a long day at work defending the King, Gladiolus went to a local bar found in the city of Insomnia. He visited the bar often. His frequent visits granted him a close friendship with the staff that worked there, along with several other usuals. 

He drank, he chatted. He was having fun. Of course, that fun was quickly ruined when a drunken, burly man approached Gladiolus, challenging him to a fight. 

Gladio and his sever acquaintances chuckled. It wasn’t the first time someone had challenged him in the bar… He figured it wouldn’t be the last either. 

The fight started like any other. A face off. Once the first punch was thrown, Gladio knew his new opponent would actually pose a challenge.  Gladiolus felt his rage consume him with each punch that collided with his face. ‘

The man was good. Perhaps this would be the fight Gladio would loose?

No, He thought,  I won’t be defeated by some drunkard. Through a heat of passion, Gladio picked up a glass located at the bar and broke it across the man’s head. The man soon yield, but Gladio refused to grant him the mercy he requested . He wanted to truly show his dominance… his strength. He continued to throw punch after punch. 

“Gladio! Stop!” The crowd cried. 

He didn’t listen. Only did he halt when he realized the life was drained from his opponent. Blood covered his knuckles. He had committed voluntary manslaughter. 

He accepted his punishment of time in prison with pride. He knew he deserved it. He would never live own the life he took from an innocent man.

Ignis Stupeo Scientia | First Degree Murder | Hitman | Death Penalty

When King Noctis approached Ignis with a request to eliminate Ardyn Izunia, Ignis found himself unable to decline. He knew that there would be dyer consequences for following through with the King’s request… but he didn’t care. The fate of his country felt as if it laid upon his shoulders. 

Noctis did not force this action upon Ignis. He assured him that he needn’t do it if he didn’t want to. He would find someone else to take care of such a matter…

Ignis assured the King he was willing and able to go through with the dead. He would become a hitman for the King and eliminate Lucis’s one true enemy. He would accept the consequences with open arms, though Noctis promised there would be no penalty for the deed.

Noctis soon invited the the chancellor to the Citadel to discuss terms over dinner. Of course, Ardyn accepted. The Chancellor would never turn down an opportunity to potentially humiliate Lucis’s King. 

Ignis prepared several methods in order to eliminate Ardyn. His first line of attack would be through poisoning the meal he would so willingly eat with Noctis. Incase that didn’t work… Ignis was quite skilled with a dagger.

He had been a trained fighter since childhood. Being so close to the King meant he had to trained in fighting. He had to be willing to risk his life in order to save Noctis’s. 

When the night finally arrived, Ignis found himself terrified of the crime he was about to commit. He was a man of elegance… not a murderer. He had to remind himself this was for the good of the country. 

He prepared dinner for his King as usual… making sure to add the extra ingredient into Ardyn’s meal before serving. Once the meal was served, Ignis lingered, awaiting to witness if his poison did the trick.

The Chancellor soon began to choke and gag on his food, falling from his chair and onto the floor.


After a few long minutes of a comforting silence, Ignis and Noctis approached Ardyn, only to find his eyes flickering open. “You thought a simple poison could kill me?” He smirked, getting to his feet. “I thought you were smarter than that, Mr. Scientia,” his amber eyes dragged away from the King and onto Ignis. Thinking quickly, Ignis drew his daggers, impaling Ardyn in the heart, killing him. 

Though Noctis advised his guards to leave Ignis alone, the Niflheim government took Ignis in to custody. They sentenced him to death for the murder of the Chancellor. 

anonymous asked:

Unfollowed since you just reblogged a suicide joke. Did you know that someone dies from suicide every 40 seconds? Or that more people die from suicide than car accidents? And that more than 90% of people who die from suicide have a severe mental illness? It's really not that funny to laugh at other people's pain and suffering

wait what? can you link me that post and delete? Sorry it’s my queues posting and I probably overlooked it.


Twitter 17/05/25

Good morning.

We’ll be supporting you while you work today as always.

Twitter 17/05/25

I started getting replies from fans on my post this morning, but then I got some replies from people with car and motorcycle avatars, saying stuff like “How did this sort of thing happen?” and “Huh, is this bullying?” lol

For those of you who haven’t seen it yet, please take a look:

It’s part of a job with SKE48! We’re friends! lol

Yumeri Twitter 17/05/25

I posed as a camera model for Takayanagi Akane and Tokyo Idol Net ♡♡

She took a lot of beautiful pictures (>_<)

Thank you very much ☺︎ I’m looking  forward to it!

Twitter 17/05/25

I went to take some pictures. I’m looking forward to seeing which pictures get selected.

Twitter 17/05/25

Thank you for today’s event, which commemorated the publication of “I’’m an ornithologist, so I think I love birds” by Kawakami Kazuto.

I got to learn a lot of things I’m happy to know, and I also learned some things I’d rather have not known lol 

It was fun. Thanks to everyone who came by.

Laura Moon doll doodle. I think I may have to make her, I just need to order some wire to make beaded flies on her. I have plenty of vintage black glass beads, possibly Victorian, but I’m not sure as they were from flea market or car boot ages ago. And she will have arms, a rare thing on my dolls. Well one arm and one detached limb. 🖤

thegreatrhapsode  asked:

OTP and kids Natza

  • Who in your OTP carries them from the couch/car to the bed? Both but Erza most likely since Natsu also falls asleep on the couch. In the car, no way.
  • And who soothes the kids after a nightmare? Again they both do. They promise vast amounts of pain for anything that would harm their children and the younger one gets to sleep between their protective parents.
  • Who wants to throw out the car seat because the stupid thing won’t strap in? Natsu.
  • Who cries on the first day of school? Neither - they are way too excited that their children are taking this first step.
  • Gets the kids into the local sports team? They both would - they are already competitive like that.
  • And who’s the parent that gets way too aggressive at these games? Again, both of them. They are WAAAY competitive like that. 
  • Who in your OTP lets the kids stay up and watch movies and who sends them to bed? Natsu lets them stay up and Erza sends them to bed.
  • Who sneaks candy to the kids before school, whilst the other pretends not to notice? Natsu of course. Erza finds it cute unless it’s from her own personal stash.
  • Who is the parent that yells at the kid for being called to the principal’s office and who is the parent who yells at the principal? Erza is the one who can do both. Natsu would rather threaten the principle though.
  • Who teaches their son to tie a tie? Natsu….would get someone like Macao to do it or he’d try to learn himself.
  • Explains periods to their daughter? Erza.
  • Who cries at graduation? Erza - she’s such a proud parent.
  • Who reads the book in silly voices? Natsu mostly. If they are both together, they’ll read the stories in silly voices for their kids. 
  • Who’s the one against sweets before dinner and who lets it slide? Erza is against it but Natsu doesn’t care.
  • Who gets rid of the monster in the closet and under the bed? Natsu will burn it with glee and Erza will impale with extreme prejudice. 
  • Which parent sneaks veggies into the kids’ dinner and who doesn’t like veggies themselves? Erza would want them to eat their veggies, but she has a time with getting Natsu to eat them.
  • Who in your OTP does the “hurt my baby and I’ll kill you” speech when their kid brings someone over? BOTH. Was this even a question with these two?
  • Who goes on all the rides with the kids because their partner gets queasy on rides? No brainer here - Erza does enjoy the rides with the kids but she would like to take a trip down a ‘Tunnel of Love’ with Natsu.

anonymous asked:

*snorts* the entire week I just said "you should see the other guy". I hit him so hard his axel fell off! Also the first thing I said to him, in a mess of sobs was, "I hit my head really hard"! *starts laughing* god, I was such a baby!

Sam throws his head back and cackles. “Oh man, I can see it! You ain’t no baby, c’mon, that shit takes guts to face and you did it.”

He leans in close, so only you can hear him. “Between the two of us, I may have bawled my eyes out once, too. Not from a car wreck, obviously, but it was a Pretty Bad Thing. Ain’t even ashamed of it.”

He straightens. “Tell you what; maybe one day I’ll show you my scar.”

honestly I don’t find laura taking a guy home from a car park at 4am inherently weird because I think it’s entirely in character for her to make bad and risky decisions in full knowledge that they’re bad and risky just to see what happens

what I find weirder is *shadow* being that guy, that was a creepy level of persistence and I don’t feel like that lines up with… any of his other characterisation?

But what if?

But what if Alya actually knows?

Fuck it, what if certain people know?

I was rewatching the origins episode and at the part when Alya cried for help from the top of the car, it never showed her going down.

At that point, Marinette realized that she needed to help Alya, no, help Paris.

So she put the miraculous earrings back on.

In the middle of the street.

And she transformed.

Alya was never shown to have climb back down, though it was implied when Ladybug saved her.

What if Alya saw that fateful day?


Billboard Music Award Recap
  • BTS walked on the magenta carpet & shocked America
  • BBMAS kept using ‘Fire’ as the background music
  • ARMYs were chanting & singing BTS songs from the sidelines
  • the abundance of individuals there for Bangtan was overwhelming
  • the boys killed us by serving A+ looks
  • ARMYs nearly broke twitter because of all the retweeting & voting
  • Namjoon did so well translating & answering all the interviews in English
  • they held a Vlive for fans which was just so thoughtful and wonderful
  • Hobi somehow spilled cola on Jin XD
  • BTS were so cute standing up and clapping every time an artist won an award >#<
  • Jin transformed from ‘car door guy’ to ‘third guy from the left’
  • Vogue called Taehyung the most ‘fashion forward’ dressed
  • Yoongi cackled when Vanessa Hudgens started rapping
  • Kookie didn’t shy away from taking pictures with girls
  • Tae kept popping up in other celebrities’s feeds & flirting to the cameras
  • Hobi was so energetic & taught Laura Marano how to dance ‘Fire’
  • Jimin kept switching between soft and smol to smoldering and dangerous, like hOt dAmN
  • Namjoon mentioned ARMYs even before the thank you speech started
  • Yoongi got his hands on the award so fast right after
  • BTS made history today by being the first k-pop group to be nominated & winning an award on BBMAS 

“Don’t touch Lola.” - Phil Coulson

Jemma; *Is resting her elbow on Lola* 

Skye: *Is leaning on Lola* 

Ward: *Is “sitting” in the drivers seat* 

Fitz: *Is standing at the co-drivers place* 

May: *Is freaking chilling on the hood* 

Coulson: *Is the only one standing away from the car*

I am Queer.

So, re that convo that keeps occurring about whether Queer is a slur and should not be used.

When I came out, everything was Gay and Lesbian. We all called ourselves Gay and  Lesbian because that was what had been yelled at us as youths. The symbol was the pink triangle. The pink triangle was used by hate groups and oppressors to identify us. 

We took it back. We took gay back.

During my time at Macalester college the student group name changed from Gay and Lesbian Alliance to LGBT Union. We listened, we learned, we included more people more explicitly. The symbols were the pink triangle and the AIDS ribbon. Two badges of death. And you would take them from our cold, dead, hands, motherfucker. Right? 


After I graduated, the rainbow flag became predominant. Made by AIDS activists, by the way. Still coming out of death. And Queer became the thing. It was more inclusive, and the T was moving from transsexual to transgender, and what about married Bi folks… (I mean, when I came out I knew people who called themselves trannies, because that was still a thing then.)

So, anyway, Queer. Queer was the word, like Gay, that got shouted from passing cars. 



But when accused of  being a hated, vile, thing, you can take two paths. You can deny being the thing, and agree with your accuser that being this thing is AWFUL. The WORST. Of course you are not that thing.




Am I a dyke? Really? WATCH me cut my hair and buy a leather jacket and wear silk ties, you sonuvabitch. Call me queer? Really? YOU CAN NOT HANDLE THE QUEER.

Some time after that, other acronyms and terms started being used. QUILTBAG, for instance. Ace/Aro, these are now in use. Lots of terms. But nearly all the things we call ourselves have been used as weapons against us. Nearly all the symbols we use for our resistance have origins in our deaths. 

Not just oppression. 


So when you say you want the term dyke, I will try to remember that. If you call yourself a flaming faggot, I will nod and move on. If I call myself queer and you flinch, I will try to respect that, but you don’t get to tell me to stop. Everybody who came out before you has taken the rocks and bottles and made them into shields and wind chimes. If I am unashamed of being queer, you do not get to give that word BACK to the fuckwits who made it a slur. 

Resistance, jubilation, and freedom go one way. We grow more expansive, more inclusive, louder, larger, brighter. We don’t have to all like each individual sequin, strobe light, or pixy stick at this party. But you sure as shit don’t lock ANYBODY out.