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#the prince consort (phoebus yae galvus)
morganaux · 11 months
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((Important reminder that Phoebus has a pet morbol named Morbius mal Galvus. Morbius is an accomplished praefectus medicorum, having cured many an ailment with his fruit, and he WILL receive the respect he deserves.))
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morganaux · 1 year
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phoebus yae galvus, of the pale harvest
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morganaux · 1 year
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@hadesius ((Continued from here!))
“If I want?” Phoebus echoed back, amusement in his eyes as he turned to watch Solus getting himself comfortable. Running an empire was hard work, and he was always glad to see him finding time to rest and take care of himself. “I am insulted that you would doubt my willingness to stay at your side, especially when you’ve asked me so nicely. I will be here as long as you wish it.”
While he had taken special care to ensure that the Emperor’s clothes had remained wrinkle-free before he settled down for his nap, Phoebus took no such measures with his own clothing, moving to lie down at the other man’s side without a passing thought about the nobles and their gossip.
“Whether or not this is the right decision is something that only time will tell. I think it’s quite admirable for you to have doubts, actually. It shows a sense of self-reflection and an acceptance that even you are capable of making mistakes. To lack such qualities would make you no better than the tyrants we once lived in fear of, and I’m certain you are aware that it would then become my duty as a reaper to slay you, if that were the case."
He let out a chuckle— a silent one, but a chuckle nonetheless. “But if you were looking for my opinion on the matter at hand, I think it would be wise to at least consider possible options for a future alliance.”
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morganaux · 1 year
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((Phoebus's ingame model now properly reflects his DILF status!))
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morganaux · 1 year
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((Again, I don't usually post shipping screenshots here, but I really think I popped off with this one.))
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morganaux · 1 year
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Phoebus is enjoying a nice, uneventful midnight walk through the imperial palace. Nothing strange is happening here at all. :)
Art by Nastovski on YCH.commishes!
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morganaux · 1 year
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ARE YOU A SOLDIER, A POET, OR A KING?
Morganaux de Roulemet
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The Poet
"There will come a poet Whose weapon is His word He will slay you with His tongue" Loneliness. Strength. Joy. You are powerful, but struggle believing it. You think you're not enough. Here's the truth : you are. You sing songs and hope they carry faith, because you have run out if it, and yet you still throw your heart out to the world and hope it makes it through. You convince yourself that pain is art because at least then, you will always have something to create. You are tired of stumbling through life. You dream of a ground you can stand on. One day, you will dance. Your love is where you feel - without fear.
Phoebus yae Galvus
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The Soldier
“There will come a soldier Who carries a mighty sword He will tear your city down" Righteousness. Strength. Violence. You see a door and break through it. You wonder, sometimes, if anger is the only thing you can feel. Remember : love is passion too. You made your own rules and will follow them to death. You try and forget that there is only one rule, and that it is "FIGHT". You are tired of fighting. You try to forget that, too, and keep going. You dream of quiet. Your love is where you heal. God knows you deserve to. (Really. You deserve to.)
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morganaux · 2 years
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he’s beauty, he’s grace, he’ll put a scythe through your face 🥀
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morganaux · 2 years
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For WoL!Morgy: 1. Chocobo - Who is your best friend? Tell the story of how you met! & 2. Bombard - Has there been a time you lost your cool, causing irreparable damage to a relationship? | For Phoebus: 29. Poro Roggo - What was a significant dream of yours as a kid?
1. Chocobo - Who is your best friend? Tell the story of how you met!
I have a previous answer here, but he has many people he considers best friends, so I'll answer for another one!
Morganaux first met Noudenet when they were both first year students at Saint Endalim's Scholasticate. Their first few interactions were a bit... Rough to say the least, but they quickly hit it off well once they spent a bit more time together, and any disagreements between the two were easily buried under all the things they had in common.
But their very first interaction was actually an argument between the two. Morganaux had noticed Noudenet had fallen asleep in class, and being a kind-hearted, but socially clueless young child, he raised his hand and told on him to the teacher out of genuine concern that he'd miss out on the lesson. Noudenet was given detention for the incident, and of course, this didn't go over well.
Realizing he had made a terrible mistake, Morganaux sought him out later that day and explained his intentions to him, and to his surprise, Noudenet was understanding. He still wasn't happy about what had happened, but he understood where he was coming from and could relate to him in a way. Noudenet was a socially awkward child himself, remembering instances where he'd gotten his own siblings into trouble acting out of concern for them.
Over time, they would learn that their similarities did not end there. They both struggled to fit in with the rest of their grade, they both came from lesser noble families that had fallen from grace, and they both shared the same thirst for knowledge, feeling all too stifled by the curriculum.
So, the two of them started doing their own extracurricular studies together. This may or may not have involved sneaking into the Scholasticate library's restricted section, secretly keeping one or more deepeyes as a pet, and many more completely normal, perfectly legal Halone-approved activities.
The two of them became the best of friends, even falling in love with one another, but unfortunately, fate was not so kind to them.
2. Bombard - Has there been a time you lost your cool, causing irreparable damage to a relationship?
He hasn't done anything like this to an existing relationship. ...Yet. (i think that would be a fun thing to RP tbh.) He tends to bottle up his anger, using the villains he crosses paths with as an outlet for that pent-up rage, so his friends and loved ones don't get to experience that side of him.
Sometimes, people do notice when he's hiding anger, annoyance, etc. toward them, but it hasn't resulted in friendships being lost. Certainly, it causes tension and sometimes results in a confrontation, but when it comes to the people he cares about, he'll do what he can to make amends.
That being said, I'm sure he's scared off potential relationships by letting his feelings leak out and pretending that they don't exist.
29. Poro Roggo - What was a significant dream of yours as a kid?
Phoebus’s dream was a simple one— to have a tiny little farm somewhere warm and for his family to be there with him while he did all the work. He grew up on stories of what life was like for the Garleans when they still called Locus Amoenus home, and he had this perfect, Stardew Valley-like image in his mind of what that must have looked like. 
Also, due to his illness, his family forbade him from working or even doing chores around the house, and he really wanted to find a way to repay them for looking after him even if they insisted he owed them nothing. He had a close relationship with his parents and brothers, and they meant everything to him before he lost them.
In Phoebus’s WoL canon, he absolutely retires from adventuring post-Endwalker to spend most of his time on the Island Sanctuary. He’ll let some other hero handle exploring the star while he tends to his crops. (meanwhile the rest of his time is devoted to trying to undo all the damage his ex-husband caused, but FARMING GO BRRRRRRR)
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morganaux · 2 years
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bold what applies! (Phoebus edition. Morganaux’s was done here!)
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HAPPINESS. — being unable to stop smiling. laughter.  bear hugs.  happy tears. waving arms around.  dancing. contently sighing.  eyes twinkling. laugh lines.  childlike playfulness.   skipping. talking more.  affection.  cracking more jokes than usual.  gesturing more when talking. higher pitched voice.  squealing.  jumping around.  clapping.
SADNESS. —  tearing up.   self hugging.  one-arm cross. an aching chest.  scratchy throat.  a runny nose. turning away.  deep breaths. quivery smiles. crying. infantile sobbing.  hands gripping each other or an object.  covering mouth. puffy eyes. eyes appear red.  voice breaking.  a distant or empty stare.  monotone voice. asking for comfort. faking a smile. crumbling. shaking. whimpering.  depression.  abusing an unhealthy habit. withdrawing from others.  big teary eyes. doing something even if it could hurt them.
ANGER. — furrowed brows. baring teeth.  passive-aggressive comments. avoiding eye contact.  sarcasm.   headache. sore muscles. hiding clenched fists. irritability.  jumping to conclusions. raising voice. going silent. demanding immediate action.  keeping it all in until exploding.  body tensing. making risky decisions.  middle finger.
FEAR. — wanting to flee or hide.  what-ifs.  images of what-could-be flashing in mind. uncontrollable trembling. rapid breathing. screaming. a skewed sense of time. irritability. keeping silent. denying fear. turning away from the cause.  pretending to be brave.  nail-biting.   lip-biting.   scratching skin. a joking tone but a voice that cracks. fainting. insomnia. panic attacks.  exhaustion. substance abuse.  tics.  rushing adrenaline.  face draining of colour.  hair lifting on the back of the neck. feeling rooted to the spot.  making body as small as possible.  staring but not seeing. crying. a shrill voice. whispering.  gripping something or someone.  stuttering.  flinching at noises. pleading.
EXHAUSTION. — eyes.  mood swings.  hallucinations.  calling people by the wrong name.  dizziness.  denying they’re tired.  slow blinking. trouble concentrating.  stumbling.  leaning on a doorframe for support. sluggish movements.  falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed.  becoming irritated by the smallest things.   “i’m awake, i’m fine.”  shaking so bad they spill their drink. fall asleep in their clothes. lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. passing out.
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morganaux · 2 years
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((Some housing projects I’ve been working on while destressing!
The first is the Roulemet Manor’s courtyard! Post-Endwalker, House Dzemael tasks its stonemasons with building him his very own manor. It’s an ongoing project of mine to use my alts’ FC chambers to create a big, immersive manor with lots of rooms to explore, and this is the first of many of them!
And the second, entirely unrelated to my FC house project, is Phoebus’s personal greenhouse, or at least a small portion of it. Due to space limitations and the small number of plant-related housing items I had to work with, it’s a big small and empty-looking, but ICly, there’s so much growing in here. So much.))
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morganaux · 2 years
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what form of love do you embody? 
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love as religion
[ love as the sole object of your reverence--nothing about you is holy, but maybe your love for another is ] when sappho said "in the crooks of your body i find my religion" and when the cast of les mis sang "to love another person is to see the face of God" and when halsey said "i found God, i found him in a lover" and when katherine philips wrote "to the dull angry world let's prove there's a religion in our love"
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love as a choice
[ love is beautiful because it's built deliberately ] when casey mcquinston wrote "that's the choice. i love him, with all that, because of all that, on purpose. i love him on purpose" and when jenny slate tweeted "i just want someone to grab my little face and scream on purpose, on purpose i am going to care about you" and when jodi picoult wrote "after fifteen years, love isn't just a feeling. it's a choice" and when the good place said "if soulmates do exist, they're not found they're made"
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morganaux · 2 years
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How were you ruined?
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ruined by loneliness
you are so lonely. you are miserable in your solitude. you hate that you cannot bring yourself to reach out, to ask for help. you will be forgotten by all who never knew you. your biggest fear is that you will die alone, and you know this fear will be seen to fruition. you refuse to extend yourself beyond the box that others put you in. and it is a box that no one dare come near. you are lonely because you are afraid of yourself.
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morganaux · 1 year
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" your majesty! my apologies... you startled me. i did not expect you to be awake so late. is something wrong? " (For Phoebus, if that's okay!)
"I believe I am the one who owes you an apology," Phoebus answered, voice calm despite the unease that held a tight grip upon his heart. "Forgive me for startling you. I..."
The prince consort closed his eyes, shaking his head. How could he explain himself without sounding like his sanity was beginning to slip? He was supposed to be a man of reason— a shining example of what a Garlean citizen should strive to be— but was instead chasing shadows in the dark that may well have been little more than figments of his imagination. But he could not lie. Not if he expected anyone else to be honest to him.
"I meant only to enjoy a quiet stroll, but I saw something... Unusual down this hall," he went on to explain, reaching for his sword before stopping himself. "I only caught a slight glimpse of them from afar, but I could have sworn I saw two cloaked figures skulking around over this way. Did you... Did you not see them?"
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morganaux · 1 year
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‘  i  found  myself  where  everything  was  too  familiar  to  be  real.  ’ - To Phoebus, from Cassius (reapergarlebun)
Phoebus raised a brow, tapping a finger to his chin in silent contemplation over the other's admission before he answered. "An odd statement to make, but nevertheless one I can understand quite well."
He hesitated, unsure if it was the right call to make, for someone of his station to be sharing his own doubts— his own fears and weaknesses— with a member of his own guard. "I have that feeling sometimes, here in the palace. They're the same halls I've known for years, and yet at times, they feel... Wrong. Alien. As if things are not what they seem, even if naught has changed."
The prince's lips curled upward into a faint smile as he gave a rare chuckle. "I suppose it is possible that you raise your blade in service to a ruler who's truly lost his mind, ready to succumb to his own paranoia and plunge Garlemald into chaos. Let us hope for all of our sakes that isn't the case. But there must be a logical explanation for what you've experienced. Perhaps it may be stress, and in that case, I shall petition for you to have additional time to rest in place of your patrol this evening. But if you feel that something may be amiss, perhaps it is something we should investigate?"
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morganaux · 2 years
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((Before I go to bed, I do want to show off this commission I got of Phoebus!))
Artist: Starswyart @ ych.commishes
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