🌸 lucerna.

Older sister to Noct. Caelum royalty with no Caelum power. Not chosen. Unwanted. ⌈#ffrp/#ffxvrp.⌋ «OC•MV•MS•No smut»

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

「♔」— ❝I ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs, I thought. Then: Aɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪғ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ, I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ.❞

❧ older sister to noctis
❧ original character
❧ mirrors detail
❧ mature themes may be present
❧ crossover friendly
❧ multiverse
❧ multiship
❧ semi-selective
❧ rts appreciated!

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

@vashtasticmagic at all. "But the further you push yourself," she hesitates before adding very quietly, "there may be a time even magic such as mine cannot help you...." Her brows come together as she frowns deeper. "What would prompt such strain on you?"

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

@vashtasticmagic "A botanist? Wow, that's amazing. I never really met anyone who's into that sort of thing until now. It's lovely, as are flowers and other plants. Some not so much, of course, depending on their use, but some are enjoyable regardless."

Then she frowns, not liking Vash's reason +

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

"Even if I /could/ be seductive, I'd traumatize Noct as a result, I'm sure."

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

@vashtasticmagic "I can fully agree. It isn't fun at all." Something is starting to ache, but she ignores it. It's simply what happens anytime she's done her magic. "You research?" Remembering what happened, she adds, "Does it have something to do with your nosebleed from before?"

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

@vashtasticmagic "I can relate. I moved out the second I was old enough, despite my father wanting me to stay. I tried to stay close to my brother, but—other factors and things are not afraid to try and separate us." Sighs. "It's difficult, isn't it? Being the oldest."

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

@vashtasticmagic And at Vash's question, she replies, "Um, just some water is fine." Slowly, she sits upon the couch, crossing one leg over the other. "...Are you /sure/ you're alright? You don't have to play host if you're truly not."

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

@vashtasticmagic "I could introduce you to each other sometime, I'm sure." She nods her head with a smile towards Vash reassuringly. "For awhile, I certainly did wish I have a sister, but my brother will do." [For now. Until the time comes....] "Are you close with your sisters?" She's curious.

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

Even if she eventually asked (no, more like /begged/) their father to help in making it up to him...she still feels guilty about it.

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

Just sits there in guilt.

She accidentally ruined Santa for Noctis one year and she still doesn't forgive herself for it.

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

something oh so ᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴏᴜs.

Soon, astounding and mournful truths shall be revealed.

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

encourage the facade. What no one can know, only her—to the very moment she is lowered to her self-proclaimed, wanted grave.

What she doesn't know, however, is that the ring was singing to one of its predecessors. And they were coming her way to wonder what she would want with +

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

sweating body stiffens. Her hands search for something to grip, wondering if she can make a run for it, but also feels exhausted enough that she still can't walk for another moment. Whoever finds her has to be given her best lie, and she will do her very best to play her part to+

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+woman who loves her one and only brother, willing to do anything to protect him, because that's what older siblings do.

At least, that is what Lucerna is meant to do.

Her heart rattles in her chest when she hears footsteps coming her way in the darkness. Her entire trembling,+

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

that's happened thus far, she loves him with all her heart, and she can't rob Gladio of his Shield title, Prompto a friend, and Ignis...someone to be utterly devoted to. She can't do that to any of them. Noctis is their prince, their brother, their ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ. And she is simply a +

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+ must be the Chosen's blood and his alone.

But no...ɴᴏ! Noctis. Is. Eᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. Without even a blink of an eye, she would do what was best for him, best to give him ʟɪғᴇ, and do it over and over again. No hesitation and no second-guessing or reconsideration. Despite all +

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

+sweating after being torn apart and put back together. She's shaking after many voices boomed and demanded things of her. Tears are silently spilling down her cheeks after Tʜᴇ Fᴀᴛʜᴇʀ had begged for his one and only daughter to not do this. That the prophecy must happen. It +

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

+ content, never changing their ways.

After such an ordeal, hesitating to leave her little brother even if he won't wake right this minute, she struggles to make it back to her room. The world is still dark, but also still holds the promise of light come the morrow. She's +

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

+ a city, and sent power-hungry ships sailing over them. Nothing mattered except the Oracle and the King at the time. Any destruction caused along the way was a simple casualty. Utterly insignificant in the grand scheme of things with thieves who stole away other's happiness or +

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

❦ Starter for @CaecoOculus ❦

All has been said and done. A new covenant, one would say, and the irony is astounding. How dare she call it such a thing after what's come to pass? The evidence of such a thing has come. It's caused destruction all around them, flooded parts of +

[🌸 lucerna. @emissaluce]

@vashtasticmagic "I feel you two would get along very well, in truth." She nods her head to further admit that. When she peeks inside, she gives a small shrug of her shoulders. "Even if it was bad, I have a younger brother." Her words are left off there, like that says it all.