#awlwren

[tanoraqui]

Fic title: Everything Old is New Again

fuck it, that's a decent title for the extremely half-baked, let's say quarter-baked, fic that I sometimes gently rotate in my brain wherein not long after Fëanor is re-embodied in the Fourth Age, all 5 of Finwë's children get absolutely hammered together and actually manage to talk out old grievances.

Highlights would include:

each one gets a POV section

Lalwen is the one who organized this. She lied to 3/4th of them about what they were going to do and/or who was going to be there, then locked the door once they were all in the parlor and broke the knob so no one could just pick it. (Didn't bother to lie to Arafinwë; Fingolfin suspected and came anyway; Fëanor and Findis both thought their parents were going to be present for this "family game night")

all the rest have concluded already that Fëanor is youngest now. Fëanor is trying so hard to be a good sport about this, complaining only jokingly, but he genuinely hates it, superficially for the injury to his pride and deeply for the reminder that his long time in Mandos was his own fault

Lalwen: "Alright, now we're going to play a game called 'admit and apologize for the worst thing you did because you were angry at your sibling! I'll start: Ara, I really shouldn't have lied to you that Gil-galad was your great-grandson."

Lalwen: "Fëanor, your turn - and you can't say leaving us all behind and burning the ships!" Fëanor: "I wasn't going to, actually." Lalwen: "Why the FUCK not?"

70% of conversations devolve into proud bickering over who has the best descendants, with Findis and Lalwen offering opinions as the mood strikes

Lalwen: "Your great-grandson dropped a DRAGON on me!" Fingolfin: "I think the modern term is...improve yourself." Everyone: "..." Findis: "...Nolo, are you trying to say 'get good'?" Fëanor, smugly: "Wow, that is so fail of you, Nolofinwë. I've only been alive again for three years and I already have mad skills with the novel memetic verbiage of the youth."

Fëanor, bolting upright from sleep at like 5am when they'd all mostly drifted off: "The sword! I want to look at Arafinwë's sword! Come on, let's go!" [everyone shuffles with varying degrees of dexterity to the grand royal hall, where Justice of the Noldor hangs in its sheath above the great door, far opposite the throne. What follows is a half-sober discussion of kingship and a very uncoordinated attempt by 5 half-drunk people to lift down and unsheathe an enchanted broadsword crafted to kill a god and recognize a true king. Possibly also a dash of Prophecy is given]

Findis, most sober throughout the night, wakes Fëanor up again. "Come on 'Náro, help me get the young'uns to bed." She corrects herself: "Relative to me, obviously. Old'uns to you."

#awlwren #ask meme #ficlet #the silmarillion #my fic #feanor and feanor's kin #earendil #finwean sibs drinking party

[garbria]

CorNyx Poorly Timed Confession + Birthday Fic for the mashup?

Nyx groaned as he sat back after his latest bout over the toilet, leaning his forehead on the cool tile. A hand rubbed his back and he turned his head enough to blink blearily up at Cor. Cor was squatting down, waving a wet washcloth in Nyx’s direction.

Nyx took it, pathetically grateful for Cor, as he wiped his mouth. “Usually I’m better at holding my liquor,” he mumbled into the towel.

“You seemed to be enjoying yourself.” The corners of Cor’s eyes crinkled, but he kept any actual smile off his face.

Nyx groaned and rested his head against the wall again. This is not how he wanted this day to go. It was his birthday, and Cor was here. He was supposed to be celebrating with Cor, not being hungover in his bathroom. 

It had started out so well, too. Cor had met him and the others at the bar near Nyx’s place for his birthday party. Nyx had been so thrilled Cor was there, good-naturedly putting up with the ribbing from Libertus and Crowe and generally getting along with his friends. Looking relaxed and far too attractive for Nyx’s peace of mind. Everyone was buying Nyx drinks, and Nyx kept taking them, nerves getting the better of him as he watched his boyfriend interact with his friends. Of course they would like Cor, he was Cor.

He was happy. Cor was fitting in, and looked like he was enjoying himself. His friends were all here and in one piece. Even the music was good. He pulled Cor out on the dance floor and ignored the catcalls as he led Cor through a dance. He was smiling more than he had in a long time. 

The happiness was giving him the courage he needed. He would tell Cor tonight. He would.

Then Libertus challenged him to a drinking contest and everything went wrong. He’d lost track of how much he’d had to drink, and the giddy feeling in his chest meant he overestimated his abilities. He’d ended up on the floor halfway through, and Cor had had to carry him home.

Now he was miserable and gross, cursing his poor life choices. He didn’t know why Cor was still here. He was grateful for it, even if he hated that Cor was seeing him like this.

“I guess the mystique is gone, now, huh?” Nyx tried a smile in Cor’s direction.

Cor’s lips twitched. “I’ve seen worse.” He held out a bottle of water and put a hand over Nyx’s when his shaky grip threatened to drop the whole thing. “Sip slowly.” He didn’t let go until Nyx’s grip steadied.

Nyx took a sip of the cold water, hoping his embarrassment didn’t show on his face. Dammit. He’d wanted to show Cor a good time, not the inside of his bathroom. 

“I had a good time, meeting your friends.” Cor’s lips curved into a small smile. “Maybe next time, don’t take Ostium up on a challenge, though.”

Nyx laughed, and winced as the movement jostled his head. “Yeah, I won’t make that mistake again.”

He took another sip, watching Cor and marveling at the fact that he was here, in Nyx’s shitty apartment, in Nyx’s bathroom, keeping him company while his body punished him for his hubris. Cor had stayed, despite Nyx telling him that he didn’t have to. Cor was looking at him fondly, despite how the evening had gone.

Cor was here, and even if it wasn’t how Nyx had wanted the evening to go, he was glad. He smiled, warmth in his chest pushing aside the effects of the alcohol. “I love you.”

Cor blinked, face blank. “What?”

Nyx groaned and took a sip to buy himself time. “This isn’t how I wanted to tell you. I had big plans for the night.”

Cor reached out and gently brushed a stray hair off Nyx’s face. “Is that why you were drinking so much?”

“Maybe.” Nyx grimaced. “But it’s not the drink or anything. I mean it. You make me happier than I’ve been in a long time. You’re important to me, and I want you to know that.”

Cor’s thumb brushed across his cheek. He watched Nyx for a few moments, then leaned forward to brush a kiss against Nyx’s tattoo. “You’re important to me, too. Let’s get you into bed, if you’re up to it.”

Nyx huffed a laugh as he let Cor haul him up. “I was really hoping to hear that proposition in a different context tonight.”

“Another time,” Cor murmured in his ear, sending a shiver down Nyx’s spine.

Nyx crawled into bed, reveling in the feel of Cor’s fingers in his hair as he settled. He had managed to tell Cor, and Cor hadn’t told him no, so despite the less than ideal conditions, he was counting it as a win. He fell asleep already making plans for another time.

#awlwren #asks #my fic #cornyx #cor leonis #nyx ulric #kingsglaive #ffxv #nyx makes it up to cor once he's feeling better

[meissashush]

I feel bad about this, but I need all the Ro info. Hate, betrayal, and nightmares for Rosea? T_T

hate: What does your OC hate? Why? How do they act towards the object of their hatred?

Moogles.

It was a genuine fear when she was a child, the wide empty eyes of a giant plush moogle staring into her soul from an armchair in the Amicitia manor. The thing was absolutely haunted. It didn't matter how much Lady Amicitia tried to assure her, nor how much Gladio tried to make it seem harmless, she was utterly convinced that thing was going to eat her in her sleep.

The moogle got put away for future visits.

Now that she's older, it's mostly a joke. Mostly. The cartoons of them are fine, the small key-chains are sometimes actually kind of cute, and she'd never let Iris know she doesn't care for them, but the reality is they make her skin itch. She doesn't want them near.

Kenny Crow doesn't bother her in the least, though, which is the only reason Gladio won't pick on her about the moogles. She knows his weakness.

betrayal: Has your OC ever been betrayed by someone they thought they could trust? Has your OC ever betrayed someone who trusted them?

Rosea isn't someone who is easily betrayed. It's a self-preservation thing, in that she knows her place in the priorities of the people closest to her, so it's hard for her to consider it a betrayal. If she did, she'd only ever feel betrayed.

In an emergency, the King must come first. Then the Prince, then the Shields, and so on and so forth. The Marshal's Daughter isn't very high on the list, as it isn't a position that holds any power. No systems will crumble, nor institutions suffer if she were harmed, other than Cor's feelings. Which means considerably more than she believes, but still doesn't really hold a candle to the lives of parliamentary figures.

In an emergency, she is often left in charge of herself.

But that level of sacrifice, especially amongst children, only meant that the little things would hurt so much more. When they were children, Noctis and Ro had a spat that would have landed most children in timeout. It was petty, mostly verbal, and ended with Rosea throwing her very first punch.

When Noct started bawling, both he and Ignis (the sole witness) threw her under the bus. She ended up being banished from the Citadel for an unspecified amount of time, and their friendship was almost completely destroyed.

In a way, this could also be seen as a betrayal by her towards every adult in her life. They all expected her to be more mature than that, which lead to a lot of them treating her much more coldly from that point on. She was a trouble maker, now. They expected her to disappoint them.

And given this mindset? She hardly counts anything else she did from that point on as an act of betrayal, since why would anyone expect better of her? It's not her problem, she owes them nothing.

nightmare: What does your OC have nightmares about? How do they deal with their nightmares? Do they tell people, or keep it to themself?

A lot of things. Between training for emergencies and actual emergencies, nightmares were sort of just expected. It was even mentioned in the training manual. Being chased, kidnapped, tortured, murdered, etc - it was all fair game. Cor comforted her when she was younger, but the more they happened the more numb she grew to them. She doesn't mention it much, anymore.

#ask game fill #rosea leonis #awlwren

[caparrucia]

If it sparks your interest, SIO Cor and Titus interacting? If not, no pressure. Hope you're doing well.

Titus reminds Cor of a kicked dog, and he makes absolutely sure to never share that insight with anyone, because he knows it to be unkind. Titus bares his teeth and relishes in the war in a way that makes Cor uncomfortable. A lot of things about Titus make him uncomfortable, and he can't help but feel bad about it.

It's not Titus' fault that Cor is so fucked up he doesn't even know how to do trauma right.

Titus thinks of the war and his eyes light up with fury. He's angry and he doesn't care to hide it. Relishes in it. His losses and his pain are the whetstone that sharpened his edge. He nudges Cor and taunts about starting a rivalry to needle the men under their command to become stronger, better, deadlier.

Cor thinks of the war, and he's exhausted. He thinks of the war and can't not see the way Mors' eyes dimmed year over year. He thinks of the war and he can't not hear the vitriol building up in Aulea's voice, overflowing steadily into eating a hole in Regis' soul.

There's no glory in war, as far as Cor's concerned. There's only death and the few unlucky idiots who survive long enough to mourn the lucky ones. War is a hammer perpetually shaping their country against the anvil of prophecy. But Titus doesn't know that. No one knows about that, cannot know about that.

Titus is a leader, born to stand at the head of large swathes of people who believe in him. That's why Regis plucked him out from the front lines and put him in charge. Because he can make people believe in him, to put their best effort in supporting his goals, which by then they're sure are their goals too. Titus is smart and personable and good at politics. He is everything Sylvia scolds Cor for not being, for not even trying to be.

Cor is the Immortal, and Titus takes the nickname almost like a taunt, because he's too blinded by his own self-righteous fury to understand the meaning of it.

"We're retreating," Cor says, at the tail of the latest skirmish out in Cleigne, watching the larger MT armors fold back, effectively abandoning the remnants of their infantry.

They're slow and uncoordinated and basically sitting ducks in the slopes along the terrain. They're distressingly human, compared to the much more efficient movements of the automatons that have largely replaced them.

"The fuck we're doing that," Titus snarls, standing up to his full height to try and make Cor cower. "We're already here, there's no reason to not finish the job."

"We have finished the job," Cor says, with a small shrug. "The battle is won, the enemy is retreating and we held the line."

"We risk nothing if we wipe them out!" Titus insists, agitated.

"We gain nothing, either," Cor points out, laconic. "Whether they live or they die, they'll be replaced by the walking cans anyway. The fact they couldn't break the line here is proof enough."

"What about my men? What about their revenge?" Titus hisses, none of the personable charm he wielded in Insomnia, because he'd long learned none of it worked on Cor. "Think about the morale boost if--"

"You hate too easily, Drautos," Cor says, shaking his head. "It'll get you killed, one day, not having clarity of who you actually hate."

"You--"

"You have your orders, Captain," Cor insists, walking away. "Carry them out."

Titus is silent for a moment, and then he speaks, and as always, it is polite and collected and makes Cor's spine want to shiver with the sheer threat of it:

"Marshal, sir. Yes, sir."

#rie answers #awlwren

[tsarisfanfiction]

Would you consider air, spirit, and/or summer for the elemental ask? Thanks! I love your writing, even though I’ve been engaging less with your work for other fandoms, I’m glad you’re having fun! Honestly, it makes me smile even if I don’t read the fic when I see you post your work. ♥️

No worries about it - I certainly drop my engagement in authors when they don't post for the fandoms I know/care about (or even when it's a fandom I love but I'm just not in the mood for it!) so I can't ask my own readers to follow me to places they don't know or care about, either. I'm honoured I can still make you smile without you even reading them, though!

Air: What’s the easiest part of writing for you?

I wouldn't say there's a single thing that's easier than the others - it all depends on my mood, my muses, and what's going on in that moment elsewhere. When I know what I want to write and the muses are flowing and I have the time... I can write anything with ease when the stars align (unfortunately that's not all that often and usually there's something throwing me off-kilter somewhere in the arrangement, not necessarily enough to stop the flow, but things happen nonetheless).

I suppose on some level the easiest part of writing is just... writing? Immersing myself in the world that isn't reality and letting that swallow me up for a while, ignoring whatever's going on in the real world around me until I'm forced to resurface.

Spirit: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received on your writing?

The ones that tell me my fic feels like canon/could be canon/they forget it isn't canon. Where I'm told my work feels like it fully belongs in that universe. I write for the fandoms I do because I love them, and I love the original content, so to be compared to the original content like that... it's a true honour, to be frank.

Summer: How do you know when you need a break from writing?

When it starts to feel like a chore. When I'm sat here worrying about how I haven't written or posted anything new in a couple of days, I know it's reached a point where I need to sit back, stop, relax and recharge. Because this is supposed to be fun, and when the fun stops, why am I doing this? I have a full time job. I have obligations irl. Writing is one of my main escapes from that, so when it doesn't feel like an escape any more... it's time to recharge. Go do something else. I'm an artist, too, so sometimes that's drawing (like it has been this week!). Sometimes it's just devouring things other people have written. Sometimes it's something else. But not writing. Not for as long as I feel like I should be writing, rather than because I want to be.

Elemental Writer Asks

#awlwren #ask me

[whumpwriterforlife]

I wish you would write a fic where Nyx gets in a snowball fight. :P

Here you go! Snowball fight:

“Nyx!” The excited squeal echoed throughout the house, causing the boy in question to groan and tug the covers over his head. It was way too early to be up, he had worked the late shift at the restaurant. Selena could wait a few more hours. 

“Nyx! Wake up!” Selena shouted. Nyx swore he could feel the whole house shake as she ran across it to get to his door. “You gotta wake up! Nyyyyyyyyyx!” 

“Go away!” Nyx fished the pillow out from beneath his head to instead place it over it to muffle the excited shouts of his frankly annoying little sister. “‘m sleeping!” 

“But Nyx!” Selena whined, banging his door. At least she hadn’t just barged in this time. Maybe she had finally learned not to after bursting in while he had been in the middle of changing his clothes. 

“Nyx, you gotta see this! Look out of the window!” 

Nyx muttered a swear under his breath. “Can’t this wait a few hours? I’m tired!” 

“No!” Selena exclaimed. “Pleaseeeee, you gotta look out! It’s all white!” 

Nyx’s retort died on his lips the moment the last part registered in his brain. What the hell was Selena talking about? “White?” 

“Yeah, white! It’s all cold and stuff, like snow!” 

Nyx huffed. “Go away, Lena, that’s a stupid joke. You know it doesn’t snow here. Go bother mom instead or something.” 

“No, you’re stupid!” Selena shouted, and Nyx could tell she was getting upset as well. “Fine! Be stupid if you wanna, but I’m never playing with you ever again!” 

Nyx sighed and threw his pillow to the foot of the bed as he sat up. He was annoyed and would rather be sleeping, but that didn’t mean he wanted to upset Selena. It would only take a few minutes to play along. He could do that and sleep until noon afterwards if he wanted to. 

“I’m getting up!” he told her, swinging his legs off the bed. Cool air rushed to meet his bare skin and he shivered, instantly longing for the warmth of his bed. It was weird, Nyx didn’t think it should be that cold. Hopefully he wasn’t catching a cold or anything, that would suck. He didn’t want to postpone the fishing trip he and Libertus had planned with their dads. 

“Yay! Hurry up!” 

Nyx rolled his eyes but couldn’t entirely stop a small, fond smile from spreading over his lips. Selena might have been annoying but she could be kind of adorable, too, sometimes. Not that he would ever tell her that, she was already trying to use the kicked puppy look everytime she was after something. Standing up, Nyx pulled on a pair of pants and threw on the shirt from yesterday while making his way to the door. 

“Alright, show me,” Nyx told Selena as he stepped out into the hall. “Then I’m going back to sleep.” 

“You’re not gonna be able to sleep when you see it!” Selena grinned and wrapped her hand around his, determined to drag him through the house to wherever. Nyx snorted and let her do it. She took him right to the front door and swung it open, banging against the porch railing – something their mom wouldn’t be too happy about – and pointed outside. 

Nyx blinked as even colder air surged through and clung to his skin. It made the hairs on his arms and legs stand up, but he was barely aware of it as he stared forward, at the ground and the trees, both covered in a good few inches of white powder. 

Snow. 

Their village was covered in snow. 

“How…?” 

“See, I told you!” Selena tugged on his arm, jumping up and down with child-like excitement that Nyx had lost since entering his teenage years. “That’s snow, right? Like, there’s not supposed to be snow – but there is! So cool!” 

“Uh, yeah,” Nyx mumbled, his head tilting. Maybe he wasn’t actually awake, and this was some bizarre, hyper realistic dream. “Snow.” 

“Can we play in it?” Selena asked. “Pretty please? I wanna build a snowman like Gina and Bethany do in that one book. Can we? Please?” 

Nyx shrugged, not even fully listening as his brain recalibrated. “I don’t see why not. Just – just put on something warmer, it’s cold.” 

“Yay!” Selena squealed and hugged Nyx tightly. “You’ll play with me, right?” 

Nyx huffed a small laugh. “Sure.” 

That was all Selena needed before dashing back inside to change. Nyx wasn’t all that sure if they would be warm enough for the weather, it never snowed in Galahd, but hopefully it would be enough to give them an hour or two before it got too cold to stay outside. Nyx followed Selena inside, making sure to close the door behind them not to let the heat escape, and went to dig through his closet. He was pretty sure he had a thick fleece hoodie in there somewhere from his dad.

Ten minutes later Selena was dragging him through the door again and jumping down the porch steps into the snow. She squealed and released Nyx to scoop a handful of the powder to throw it in the air over their heads. 

“It’s so cold!” Selena said in wonder, looking down at her hands, now wet from melted snow. She then turned towards Nyx and unceremoniously wiped her hands on his hoodie before running off. 

“Catch me if you can!” 

“Hey!” Nyx exclaimed, spreading his arms as he looked down at the wet patch. His eyes narrowed, but his tone was playful as he ran after her. “You better run, brat!” 

He chased Selena all through the village,slipping and sliding on smooth-soled shoes. Selena’s loud giggles drew everyone’s attention as they passed, but Nyx couldn’t hold his own laughter for long either, especially not when he finally caught up to her and tackled her into the snow, twisting them around so that he took the brunt of the fall. He shivered as some of the snow slid down his neck and back. 

“Let me go!” Selena managed to get out, breathless from running and laughing. She squirmed in his hold, bony elbows digging into Nyx’s sides, and he released her with a grunt. 

“You’re too freaking bony!” Nyx complained half-heartedly, sitting up and rubbing the sore spot that Selena had left behind. 

Selena let out a menacing laugh and plopped down in the snow to make a snow messenger. Nyx rolled his eyes and brushed snow off his pants and hoodie.  

“Do one, too, Nyx! This is fun!” Selena told him, her puppy dog eyes in full action once again as she looked at him. 

“Nah, I think I’ll pass,” Nyx told her with a shake of a head. “I’ll help you build the snowman though, if you still want to –” 

A snowball smashed to the side of Nyx’s head, eliciting a startled yelp from him. He wiped the snow off and glared into the direction it had come from. 

“Hey! Who was that?” he shouted, but then his gaze came across none other than Libertus Ostium with Pelna at his side. There was another snowball ready to be thrown in Libertus’ hand. 

Nyx’s eyes narrowed, and he reached over to Selena to tap her arm. She sat up, eyes slightly wide as she followed his gaze back to the two boys. 

“Ulric siblings versus me and Libs, that’s not a fair fight!” Pelna exclaimed. 

“You should’ve thought of that before throwing that snowball!” Nyx shot back, a wide grin spreading across his face as he stood up and offered Selena a hand up. “You in, Lena?” 

“Yeah!” Selena bounced on the balls of her feet. “We’ll kick their asses!” 

Nyx winced. Their mom would not be happy to find out she had picked up more bad words. “Don’t say that word around mom, alright? She’ll ground the both of us.”

Selena giggled and nodded. 

“Alright,” Nyx said and nudged her with a conspiratory look. “Let’s kick their asses.” 

Selena let out a battle cry and scooped up a handful of snow, barely taking the time to shape it into a ball before throwing it at Libertus. It missed him by a foot, but then they were all moving, diving for cover and making snowballs to throw. Laughter rang through the buildings as other children from around the village joined them. Nyx and Selena made a great team, and much to Pelna and Libertus’ chagrin, they kept them as their main target, pelting them with snow every chance they got. At one point Nyx managed to sneak close enough to tackle Libertus into the snow, laughing as he shoved snow down the front of his coat before dancing away from Pelna’s attempted attack. 

Nyx didn’t even know how long they kept going, but eventually the chill got to them, forcing them to call it quits to retreat into the warmth of their homes. He and Selena were both wet but happy, even as their mom admonished them for being out in the cold for so long. It was all worth it though, and she had a mug of hot chocolate prepared for them both by the time they had changed into dry clothes. They bundled up under a warm blanket in the living room, sipping their drinks and watching some old animation on the TV. 

That’s how they fell asleep, leaning against each other, Selena’s head tucked under Nyx’s chin as their mother adjusted the blanket around them. 

#ffxv #nyx ulric #selena ulric #fluff #libertus ostium #pelna khara #snow #my writing #asks answered #awlwren #final fantasy xv

[glaivewaffle]

For Maeve, 5, 9, 15, and 23? (why is 23 the same as 25? O.o)

Thank you for the ask!!

5. What’s their sleeping schedule?

Maeve has a relatively regular sleeping schedule. She doesn't like staying up past midnight and actually prefers to be in bed by 10 or 11 at the latest. She also prefers to be up by 9.

9. How would they hold up in a pillow war?

There's two ways this could go. Option 1: She will dissolve into giggles and be "taken down" more easily. Option 2: She will get extremely competitive and use her small size to her advantage. A win is not guaranteed, but she'll make you fight for it.

15. Biggest pet peeve?

Talking over a movie/TV show. She doesn't watch TV often, so when she does, it's usually something she's interested in and wants to watch. She won't hesitate to chuck a pillow or a folded up cloth - anything small and relatively harmless - at you if you start running a commentary.

23. How well do they accept advice?

Maeve always appreciates good advice. As an adult, she's grown to be less "sensitive", but as a child, if the one (specifically someone she'd see as authority) giving advice used a stern or otherwise an extremely serious tone of voice, there was a possibility she'd be upset because she'd think the person was criticizing her and that she'd done something wrong.

#asks answered #awlwren #ffxv #oc: maeve aiken

[starjunco]

Oooh! I'm so excited! Would you consider "On the Run" with LuNyx or Luna&Nyx? (It seems to fit, yes? ^_^) If you don't feel up to writing Luna, you can replace her with any glaive of your choice, or keep it to Nyx. Thanks so much for letting us prompt these!!

Sorry for taking forever! This will have a part 2 later (and maybe a chapter before this considering I have it partly written).

#bthb #nyx ulric #lunafreya nox fleuret #on the run #whumptober 2022 #cornered #ffxv #awlwren

[ertrunkenerwassergeist]

Your Galahkar Culture Masterpost is fantastic! I loved rereading all your fascinating lore ideas and it gave me so many questions. I will limit myself to three. ^_^ First, we know the water clans have rivalry? Do the smithing clans? Two, how did orange get the meaning of secrets? I’m sure there is a story. And third, what happens for funerals and weddings for people with no clan, or are the last of their clan, or their clan head is on a different island/separated by war? Thanks so much for sharing all your lovely ideas.

Thank you! I don't think I caught all the posts, but those are the big (and some small) ones. Took a bit to dig through them all.

You always ask such wonderful questions.

First:

Yes, the smithing Clans have a rivalry. Just not as extreme as some water clans. Clans Pontos and Najad have a feud because Clan Pontos accidentally destroyed one of the Najad's fishing grounds and refused to compensate for it.

Clans Utris and Gohlann are smithing Clans, but they have different specialities. The Gohlanns do the rougher work, the large pieces and things you need for building houses and so on. The Utris do the finer work. Household items, weapons and other small things. So their rivalry is more along the lines of "stay in your own lane" and "if you had done your job properly" and less "I'm going to murder you when I see you".

Two:

Red, yellow and orange are all associated with fire to certain degrees. They all take different aspects of it.

Red is the burning passion and destructive power, yellow the warmth of the hearth and orange the secrets whispered to the flames. As for why historically and context? As soon as I figure that out, I could propably write a dissertation about it. XD

Third:

People without a Clan are one of the very few exceptions where friends can build the pyre and be part of burning th body. They still get full funeral rites despite being Nameless since they still lived thier lives as Galahkari.

Normally, if the Clan is too small to handle a funeral, the family does it, blood and chosen family included. For Nyx that would include Libertus, Crowe and Ladone.

If it's the Clan Head who died, the chosen heir prepares the body. If the Clan is too small (like the Ulrics) then an Ostium will do the task. It's their task to make sure people get proper burials, so even if the Clan Head might be unable to come for whatever reason, the dead person still gets a proper funeral.

#ask #awlwren #ffxv #galahd #galahdian culture #galahdian religion #galahdian clans #clan rivalries #clan feuds #smithing clans #clan gohlann #clan utris #meaning of colours #funeral rites #galahdian funerals #geist answers

[whostarlockeda03]

Fair enough! I ran into the same problem with garbria’s ask. Hmmm…. Tattoo, then? ♥️

So this is from.. checks notes.. January last year

Yeah. I'd say sorry about that but a) You should know by now I'm hopeless at answering asks in a timely manner and b) if I'd answered this last year this sentence would not have existed for you XD

ANyways! Here ya go:

The boy laughed, his eyes sparkling in the low evening sun when he tipped his head back for a moment. When his eyes fell back to her, his smirk had grown into a proper grin that made tiny little flecks of tattoo ink stand out on his cheekbones.

#awlwren asks #whostarlocked answers #asks #ask answered #answered asks #ask game #ask me questions #ask me anything #i will answer #eventually #Really earning that 'eventually' tag with this one XD #ffxv kingsglaive #ffxv

[garbria]

1, 5 (Second Chances, or whatever strikes your fancy), 15, 17, 37 for the writer asks, please? <3 <3 <3

.1 What fic of yours would you recommend to someone who had never read any of your work? (In other words, what do you think is the best introduction to your fics?)

I'm going to go with Again and Again, my time loop fic. It's Cornyx, with mutual pining, and good dose of whump/hurt/comfort with a happy ending, which I feel is all pretty on brand for me. And it's a self contained one shot, not one of my ongoing wips.

5. What do you wish someone would ask you about [insert fic]? Answer it now!

For Second Chances: I'm happy to talk about some behind the scenes stuff for this au! I do hope to write some more of it some day.

Drautos is not Captain, since the Kingsglaive was never created, but he still at the Citadel as a representative of Cavanaugh. Nyx gets a nasty shock when he runs into him after coming back with Cor, which leads to some awkward conversations.

Galahdan rituals tap into the older magic, including the more formal Galahdan weddings, which is why Cor remembers Nyx on some level and is able to recover his memories from the original timeline.

15. What’s your favorite AU that you’ve written?

I've written so many aus, it's had to choose. I love them all in their own ways. Honestly, right now, it's probably our soulloop au, Coming Back Alive, which is kind of a cop out since we haven't even posted the main part yet. XD

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

I really do want to write that Assassin's Creed/FFXV fusion, with Nyx and Cor as assassins. I still have my notes on it in my gdocs.

37. Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it?

I'm going to choose Hold On To What You Believe, a Nyx character study I'm particularly proud of. I think it's some of my better writing, and a good study of why Nyx is such an interesting character to me.

Thanks so much for the ask!

#awlwren #ask games #my fic #we will post the main soulloop au at some point #honest

[meissashush]

CorNyx - either Morning 5 "Sorry, I didn't want to wake you" or Night 18 "Do you want to keep the light on?"? ♥️

18. “Do you want to keep the light on?”

Cor looked like hell. They both did, Nyx knew, but there was something so much worse about seeing the unflappable Immortal exhausted. He’d seen the edges of it before, yeah. The dark circles and the blank looks in response to bad jokes that would usually warrant at least a glare and the minor spelling mistakes in otherwise flawless reports. He’d seen the pile of coffee cups on his desk at disgusting hours in the morning. He’d even seen him with his shirt on backwards, one notable morning, and had the honor of seeing him flush with embarrassment when Nyx pointed it out. This was different. Cor was sitting on one of the cots that had been laid out for them, staring blankly at his phone. The phone that had died about three hours ago, the event of which had elicited a series of expletives from the Marshal that the rest of them had respectfully ignored. Nyx had kept silent on the subject, his own phone long since dead due to its abysmal battery-life, but he knew worry was eating Cor at the seams. Now, alone in the room designated for those ‘off-shift’, Nyx did not know how to approach him. They had only been… whatever it was they were for a short time. It was something so fragile that he was still harboring it from even Libertus, and so tenuous that he was constantly walking on eggshells. He knew Cor was probably worried. They all were, cut off from the outside world and waiting on a signal that might not come. Nyx himself had been pacing so much that he had been ordered by an under-ranking Crownsguard to go cool off, the same soldier that had the brass balls to tell Cor to take a nap in the very same breath. Now, shoved together into the tiny ‘bedroom’ of the safe-house, Nyx could feel the depth of that worry clawing at his skin. “They’re fine,” Nyx said, wincing at the hollow way it fell off his tongue. “Regis, Clarus, the prince. They’re fine. We got the alert, remember? They’re safe in the Citadel.”

Cor did not even grunt in response. He just sat, blank-eyed, staring at the plastic brick in his hands.  Nyx swallowed the building unease in his throat, taking a step towards him. Cor did not acknowledge the movement, so Nyx cautiously approached. He knew, on some level, that he was being a bit ridiculous, but at the moment he felt like he was on the very edge of something unknown and did not want to stick his foot through some boundary he’d yet to encounter. “We’re on the south end,” he ventured carefully to the ledge, perching on the cot in front of Cor. “No where near your apartment.” No where near his home. No where near where he kept his heart hidden, as Nyx now knew well, ever since Cor had started to let him in. Cor kept staring at his phone. Nyx took a deep breath, steeling himself for the worst, then took the leap. He put his hand gently over the blank screen. Cor’s eyes shot up to him, instantly sharpening out of their dull revere. Nyx forced down the urge to flinch, but only just. “She’s okay,” Nyx said, soft words from the man with his hand in a dog’s mouth. “You don’t know that,” Cor growled. “No,” Nyx conceded. “But there’s no reason she should have been anywhere near it. Your kid hates crowds, Cor. The speech was televised. There’s no reason she would have gone.” Cor was still glaring at him, blue eyes sharp above bruise-black circles. Watching him, cautious but not quite hostile. Nyx pressed his luck. “She would have told you, right? If she had planned to go?” Nyx did not know if his kid would have told him. Nyx did not know the kid much at all, given the way she avoided him like the plague. But he knew she was reasonably responsible and more than a little shy, and he was banking on her being the sort of kid to stay home and sleep the weekends through. Cor was still staring at him, but his eyes were losing their bite. Just a bit. “Kid’s probably sitting at home, worried just like you, but safe. She wouldn’t want you to be driving yourself up a wall all night. She knows we couldn’t call her, anyway, even if our phone’s weren’t dead. She’s a smart kid.” Nyx continued, gently easing the phone out of Cor’s hand. By some miracle, he let him. Cor buried his face into his newly freed hands, scrubbing at his eyes. “I can’t sleep like this.” “What can I do to help?” Cor glanced up at him, eyes soft now with exhaustion and gentle in the way Nyx had only seen tucked away in the dark of a bedroom. Nyx gave him a small smile. Cor barely managed one in return, eyes darting to the phone in Nyx’s hands before falling back into his cupped palms. “I don’t know,” Cor confessed to the concrete floor. “Distract me?” Nyx bit back a rueful laugh, “don’t think we have enough privacy for that, unfortunately.” Cor shot him a glare that didn’t quite manage it’s usual heat, “I meant talk. About something other than this.” “Now, that,” Nyx chuckled. “That I can do. But you have to lay down, first. I’m not catching you if you fall asleep sitting up.” Cor rolled his eyes, tipping himself backwards into the cot in a way that made the steel frame creak from the effort. Nyx placed Cor’s phone on the folding table beside them before fishing his own out of his pocket and depositing it there too. He almost stood to hit the over-head light switch, before he considered the situation more. “Light on?” “Nah,” Cor said to the ceiling. “Eyes fucking hurt.” Nyx snorted as he took a few steps to hit the switch, the room still illuminated enough from the light spilling in from the ajar door helping him find his way back to the cot. He tipped himself into it with as much grace as Cor, letting himself settle into the familiar cradle of a shit canvas cot.

He reached out across the small gulf between them, palm offered upward. Warm, calloused fingers slipped between his, and the anxiety that was still fluttering in Nyx’s chest finally settled. He rubbed his thumb along the side of Cor’s hand, slow and gentle. “Did I ever tell you about that time we convinced Crowe that unicorns were real?”

#ask game fill #awlwren #cornyx #cor leonis #nyx ulric #rosea leonis #ffxv #kingsglaive #my stuff #fan fic #dad!cor

[caparrucia]

If you’re still doing the OTP ask, CorNyx and 30, 32, and/or 48?

30. Your OTP gets to pick out each other's outfits; what is each wearing?

Spoilers for the NaNo fic I'm planning I guess, but Nyx will get Cor to wear one of Aulea's swishy, heavy-hemmed skirts for no other reason that it's absolutely distracting to watch the man walk around in one of those, and also his shoulders look massive, and overall Nyx wants to climb him like a tree.

SiO!Cor will get Nyx in full leather yet. One day. He'll be extremely Horny On Main that day, too.

32. Who's the better story teller?

Nyx is the best at telling compelling stories and making people believe him.

Cor is the best at delivering bullshit in such a perfect deadpan people will not even consider the possibility he might be lying.

33. Who's the better driver?

Cor. The joke about Cor is that he's a pedantic, safe driver but he doesn't look the part and everyone expects him to be insane. Nyx is a good driver, but if the occasion calls for it, he'll be a complete fucking barbarian. Cor will stop at the intersection and give way, in the middle of a high speed chase, possibly while being shot at.

Regis prefers Nyx to drive him, over Cor, every time.

At least Nyx is human.

#rie answers #awlwren

[tsarisfanfiction]

3. The best ship you’ve ever written: the Polar Tang, of course. ^_^ 6. Her Klaubatterman appearing, Law fighting on the docks while he has to rely on his nakama to go in the water for the rescue, Penguin and Shachi being poisoned while Law’s vivre card burns, the auction for the white lead statue, Law’s Organ Vault and the saves that result from it and so many more. Thank you for the stories!

Someone was gonna come up with a literal ship for that question at some point, weren't they? The Polar Tang is great fun to write so I'm glad you liked how I did her!

You're welcome - I'm delighted you remember so many moments so well!

Fanfic asks - for the askers

#awlwren #polar tang #tales from the heart #one piece

[blossom-adventures]

Soppy post incoming! 😅😆

Today is my 1 year Writerversary!

I’ve been sharing my writing publicly on AO3 for a whole year! Which is absolutely insane to warp my head around! In the last year I have achieved so much and I honestly don’t think I could have done it without the friends I’ve made because of my writing!

Before I started sharing my writing, I was alone, with only immediate family to socialise with, but since posting my writing on Tumblr and AO3 I have made so many friends! And it’s because of those friendships that I kept writing and kept sharing!

Commissions by SneaksandSweets

I know I haven’t been as active over the last few months with writing, but I plan to change that, my goal is to get back to regularly posting stories, whether it’s part of one of my long fics (Far Horizons & Ancient Stones, The Blood Prophecy, A Tall Glass of Red Wine or Guard and Glaive) or one of my Bad Things Happen Bingo Prompts, a monthly writing event or just a random One Shot story.

Art by TheLavenderElf

It is my hope that I am able to share some sort of writing at least once a week because it is my goal in celebration of this milestone that I will be able to balance my time better in the future, which has always been a personal problem for me!

I am determined and hopeful that I will be getting back to regular writing schedules soon!

Art by thequeenofthewinter

And of course I wouldn’t have been able to get to this milestone without the support of everyone here! You have supported me through the best times and the worst and I couldn’t have done this without you all!

Art by CrysDrawsThings and Matri4rch

I’d like to take this opportunity to tag a few people, who have been there for me! For being someone I could talk to about anything, screaming about our personal Headcanons over a discord conversation, making amazing art of my characters, or introducing me to a whole new fandom, it’s because of you all that I’m here and I’m still sharing my writing, so, thank you! 💙🌸🫂☺️

@thequeenofthewinter @oblivions-dawn @hauntedadagium @seradyn @savage-rhi @crysdrawsthings @matri4rch @thelavenderelf @sneaksandsweets @andywinter16 @data-hex @amarabliss @awlwren @bougainvillea-and-saltwater @bostoniangirl21 @cheeseandstrawberrytartlover @average-crazy-fangirl @sylvienerevarine @wispstalk @ticklemycucumber

Art by Amarabliss

You guys… are the best

☺️💙🌸🫂

#blossom rambles #love you all 💙🌸 #blossom’s writing #skyrim #ffxv #blossom’s OCs

[calling4glaives]

Kingsglaive Legends 2023 Master List

Thank you to everyone who participated in KGLegends23! Thanks to you, we now have 15 new images and over 25k more words featuring the Kingsglaive characters. If you have any works you’d like to add, please do! We’ll update this as we become aware of them.

Thank you also to all those who liked, reblogged, and commented on these works – your support is always appreciated! Please continue to support the fabulous writers and artists in this community.

Participants

Writers

Awlwren (Tumblr, Ao3)

Blossom Adventures (Tumblr)

Dablotte (Twitter)

Firechocobros (Tumblr, Ao3)

Loki_chan / Garbria (Tumblr, Ao3)

StarJunco (Tumblr, Ao3)

The master list itself will be below the cut, along with the badge for using all the canon glaives across the week's fills!

Not an icon this year, but instead a "signed" poster of the glaives by the lovely @starjunco. If you wondered what they glaives were up to in their various poses this week, now you know. Of course they couldn't even behave long enough for a good picture. On the other hand, who put Tredd next to Libertus? Drautos doesn't get to look exasperated by the shenanigans when he indirectly caused them.

Day 1

Art

Title: Sacrifice Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Crowe Altius Relationship: Crowe Altius & Nyx Ulric

Title: Day 1 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Luche Lazarus Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Exhaustion (ft. Drautos) Author: Blossom Adventures Link: Tumblr Glaives: Titus Drautos Relationships: Titus / Cor Summary/Excerpt:

Cor woke up to an empty bed, he’s probably already up, he thought as he realised what had actually woke him, his phone was ringing, it was Clarus, he looked at the time in his phone screen, 5:15am. The Marshal let out a groan and answered the call.

Title: Call and Response - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Axis Arra, Tredd Furia Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Axis has seen how useful Oracle Sign is. Now to get everyone else to.

Ugh. This means actually socializing with people.

Title: Holding Out for a Hero Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Pelna Khara Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Pelna knows he’s not the Hero of the Kingsglaive but when he runs into trouble on his own, he rises to the occasion.

Title: Love, War, and Sacrifice Author: Firechocobros Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Titus Drautos, Nyx Ulric, Sonitus Bellum, Luche Lazarus, Axis Arra, Crowe Altius, Pelna Khara, Tredd Furia, Relationships: Polyglaive, DrauCor Summary/Excerpt:

“If it will end this fucking meeting,” Titus started with a heavy sigh. “I will sacrifice the stupid fucking closet to the Guard.”

There were head nods, and they all moved on to the next thing on the agenda. Little did they know that Titus was not giving his closet up without a fight.

Featuring Titus being a petty king and using his Glaive to the best of his abilities.

Day 2

Art

Title: Day 2 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Crowe Altius Relationship: N/A

Title: Sleeping in the Clouds Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Libertus Ostium, Nyx Ulric, Crowe Altius Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: AU & Life After (ft. Luche) Author: Blossom Adventures Link: Tumblr Glaives: Luche Lazarus, Nyx Ulric Relationships: Nyx / OC Summary/Excerpt:

at the start of The Long Night, Cor and Titus buy a penthouse apartment in Lestallum and they get bunk beds to accommodate their close friends and “family” so that they all have a safe place to live and don’t have to worry about accommodation themselves… also there’s a little teaser to Violet and Nyx’s relationship ☺️🥰

Title: Lichtenberg Figures Author: Firechocobros Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Sonitus Bellum, Luche Lazarus, Axis Arra, Crowe Altius, Pelna Khara, Tredd Furia, Relationships: Polyglaive Summary/Excerpt:

It had been storming all week, and Nyx’s parents had warned him to stay inside, but he was getting restless. Something kept telling him to go outside; the voice was getting stronger, and Nyx was about to listen to it out of pure boredom. 

How the Glaives found out who their Clustermates were and what their Asteral Event was.

Title: Delta Blues - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Libertus Ostium, Nyx Ulric Relationships: Cor / Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

He whirled, sole remaining kukri at the ready as the Princess spread her feet and crouched slightly, ready to run or attack. A car pulled up behind them and jerked to a stop. Libertus rolled down the window and beckoned them over.

“C’mon, get in! They set up a trap in the square, I heard it on the radio,” Libertus yelled in that tone that he was convinced was quiet.

Continuing my Nyx Lives AU where Libertus finds Nyx before he gets shot, and so he never puts on the ring. And things go from there.

Libertus PoV this chapter!

Title: Not All Who Wander Are Lost Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Luche Lazarus, Nyx Ulric, Libertus Ostium Relationships: Luche & Nyx, Libertus & Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

The Lazarus clan has been responsible for protecting the royal family of Galahd for centuries, and Luche takes his duty seriously. It's a shame the only surviving member hates him.

Day 3

Art

Title: Day 3 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Pelna Khara Relationship: N/A

Title: Pelna!!! On a fishing (?) adventure Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Pelna Khara, Titus Drautos, Nyx Ulric, Luche Lazarus, Libertus Ostium, Tredd Furia Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Tredditions Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Tredd Furia, Nyx Ulric, Pelna Khara, Libertus Ostium, Luche Lazarus Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Tredd hazes the rookies educates the new class of Glaives on Important Glaive Traditions. And then celebrates some more somber ones with the rest of his own recruiting class. Fill for Kingsglaive Legends 2023: Day 3 - Tradition

Title: Training (ft. Nyx & Drautos) Author: Blossom Adventures Link: Tumblr Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Titus Drautos Relationships: Nyx / OC Summary/Excerpt:

It was the hottest day of the year, the height of summer, the training grounds in the Citadel were exposed to the full sun at this time of day. Captain Drautos had called off training when he saw how the Glaive were struggling, he let them go home, and they did just that, all but one.

Title: All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Libertus Ostium, Nyx Ulric, Luche Lazarus, Crowe Altius Relationships: Libertus & Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

On their way to Insomnia after the attack on Galahd, Libertus decides Nyx needs some time away and invites him on a hunt. Unfortunately, he should have realized that nothing is simple when traveling with an Ulric.

Day 4

Art

Title: Day 4 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Sonitus Bellum Relationship: N/A

Title: Family Fix-it Home Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Libertus Ostium, Luche Lazarus, Pelna Khara, Crowe Altius Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Shifting Sand - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Crowe Altius Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Crowe’s not quite sure what’s going on, or who this lady is, or why people are trying to kill her, but she’s determined she’s not going to die first. Crowe’s POV of the last section of Solid Ground.

Day 5

Art

Title: Day 5 Artist: StarJunco Link: TumblrGlaives: Tredd Furia Relationship: N/A

Title: Slice of Life/Love(?) Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric Relationship: Nyx / Noct (possible)

Fics

Title: All Through the Night Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Luche Lazarus, Sonitus Bellum Relationships: Luche & Sonitus Summary/Excerpt:

Luche is working late on the Night Shift, and struggling with the weight of responsibilities.

Day 6

Art

Title: Day 6 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Axis Arra Relationship: N/A

Title: Titus...more like TiSUS Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Titus Drautos Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Hide and Sneak - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Pelna Khara, Nyx Ulric Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Pelna loved figuring out secrets. It was one of the best things about being a scout – putting together puzzles and learning the crucial pieces of information that could save his fellow glaives, or the Crownsguard holding the lines, or the people just trying to live their lives as the tides of war swept over them. He might not be able to liberate whole towns himself, or smash through the enemy lines to allow advances and retreats, but he could find things no one else could, and that saved lives, too.

Pelna is clever, and sneaky, and learns a lot, maybe even more than he wanted to.

Chapter 2/2! Pelna heads home.

Title: Today's Gonna Be My Day Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Titus Drautos Relationships: Titus Drautos & Cor Leonis Summary/Excerpt:

Crownsguard Titus Drautos is determined to make a place for himself in the Crownsguard, despite the hostility of his fellow recruits. If only he could stop running into the same smug bastard every time he tried to train. ​

Day 7

Art

Title: Day 7 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Libertus Ostium Relationship: N/A

Title: Day 7 Artist: StarJunco Link: TumblrGlaives: Nyx Ulric Relationship: N/A

Title: Live Libertus Reaction Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Crowe Altius, Libertus Ostium Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Where Angels Fear to Tread Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Titus Drautos Relationships: pre- Cor / Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

When he’d turned back enough to have a clearer shot of where Drautos had been standing guard over the glaive wounded, Cor had a moment of confusion when he didn’t see the man. A quick survey of the field showed the lone glaive who’d reinforced the western flank holding back a wall of gunfire with an impressively sturdy shield, one that surely couldn’t last, but no sign of their Captain.

As he got close enough, Cor finally realized that the hunched figure in the middle of the courtyard he’d previously missed was not wearing the red of blood but the darker shade of Drautos’s uniform.

Somehow, while he’d been being cautious, Titus Drautos had fallen.

Cor goes to meet the Kingsglaive returning from their latest raid and helps them out of an ambush, and meets someone who might be worth keeping an eye on.

Title: Fools Rush In Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Titus Drautos Relationships: pre - Cor / Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

Things go badly when Nyx’s unit gets ambushed on the way back from a mission. Then Cor shows up.

#kglegends23 #ffxv #kingsglaive #nyx ulric #libertus ostium #pelna khara #Crowe Altius #Titus Drautos #Sonitus Bellum #Axis Arra #Luche Lazarus #Tredd Furia #masterpost #Thanks so much to everyone who participated! #updated 2023.12.21