#cor leonis headcanon

[daifei]

hi guys im so normal & have not been spending the last 6 years of my life hyperfixating on ffxv old man yaoi. anyway if you’re going to anime expo and think abt cor leonis kissing his buds as much as i do, come to my table (j54 in artist alley) & yell straight into my ear canal so i can get the dopamine hit faster!!! also yeah i will be selling these (in a very limited quantity bc i mostly made these for my own personal torture nexus) my friends made me cut the drautos/nyx design because they think im crazy for it bUT MARK MY WORDS NEXT ROUND IM MAKING ONE FOR ME!!!

#ffxv #final fantasy xv #cor leonis #nyx ulric #gladiolus amiticia #cor leonis/nyx ulric #regis lucis caelum/cor leonis #cor leonis/gladiolus amicitia #Also hi other old man yaoi fans sometimes i lurk at night and read ur fics/headcanons and giggle and kick my feet

[andywinter16]

Random headcannons for FFXV in general, because I would love to know more about it, and there is not enough info for my gremlin brain.

Galadh:

- I kinda see clan Lazarus like those who deal with foreign policy. Also lot of Lazaruses married non-galadhian, they just loves other cultures. (They are still loyal to Galadh)

- Galadh is in my opinion similiar to the Greek islands. Mainly few big ones and then lot of small ones. There is a definitively volcano. 

- Galadh is also known for its natural hot springs. Glaives definitively were chilling there.

- Galadh officially worships Astrals, Ramuh and Leviathan are the main protectors. There is also a very strong bond with the ancestors.

- Clans have totem animals. (Ulrics have coeurl, Arras have sabertusk, Ostiums have kujata, ...)  

- A beautiful legend is attached to it´s origin. Once upon a time, during a great disaster, there were a few animals that went to help humans to survive it. But in the process they have died themselves. Their human friends wheeped to Astrals about this woe. They heard their plea and united the man with the animal.

Random:

- Regis remembers all names and faces of his employes 

- Clarus hair fell out during stress from both of his idiots. The idiots in question are Regis and Cor

- Cor and Titus are actually good friends who are little shits together  (Glaives and guards are dreading those days when two of them are together)

- There is annual boot camp where glaives and guards measure their forces 

- Luche either doesn´t sleep at all or is having short power naps during day. He´s got nightmares about Galadh and his fallen comrades.

- Nyx hair and beard grows super fast, he needs to shave it at least every three days. He tries to shave it when deployed, but Nyx just gave up after that.

- Tredd´s got younger brother who is still in Galadh. Their relationship is sadly very complicated. But Tredd always sends him a birthday card nonethless.

- Axis is great at bargaining prices at the market, also always picks the juiciest vegetables/fruits. (I believe this is some kind of superpower)

- Sonitus has sharp teeth (they looks like shark ones), he can open cans with it or beers. 

- Pelna plays exceptionaly guitar and ukulele. Sometimes brings it to Yamachang for a spin.

- Libertus is suprisingly good singer when he gets little bit of alcohol into his system. Everyone always shut up and listens when Lib starts to sing. (Usually galadh tunes)

- Crowe loves to go on night ride with her motorcycle. Has favourite spot where she can see whole Insomnia. Usually sends gang a random photos she took on the way.

- Titus favourite place to relax is at top of Citadel at night. The night sky is breathtaking. He usually brings some alcohol to drink his sorrows and regrets away.

#ffxv #ffxv kingsglaive #final fantasy xv #headcanon #headcannons #nyx ulric #luche lazarus #regis lucis caelum #cor leonis #clarus amicitia #tredd furia #axis arra #sonitus bellum #pelna khara #Libertus ostium #crowe altius #titus drautos #galadh #No beta readers we die like Regis

[ertrunkenerwassergeist]

Crow friend Cor: Would nyx warm up to the crow eventually, since it would be around all the time? Cor probably thinks any magic the crow is drawn tonis a curse and nit some skill he has. Would Nyx try to help him figure out what the deal with any magic he has was, or how to live with it?

Nyx wouldn't necessarily befriend the crow, but treat it with respect and as an ally. Though with time he becomes less jumpy around it.

Nyx is worried the moment Cor mentions a curse. Of course he'll help figure out what it is. Best case scenario is either they manage to break it, or twist it into something else.

I just had a thought. You know about my Taelpar Crag headcanon? What if Cor reaching Gilgamesh was enough to count as completing the pilgramige? He would have recieved the blessing of Bahamut, if Gilgamesh hadn't done something merciful and cruel at the same time: he cursed Cor. With the curse in effect, Bahamut could not bless him. Was the mercy of it intended? Only Gilgamesh knows.

#agent-jaselin #ask #ffxv #the crow friend #crow friend cor #cor leonis #nyx ulric #gilgamesh (ffxv) #taelpar crag #headcanons #geist answers

[garbria]

Cor🧵

Send me a character’s name and an emoji and I’ll share one headcanon I have related to the emoji’s topic.

Hobbies

I don't think Cor has a lot of time for hobbies, being the Marshal of the Crownsguard, but when he does have the time, he enjoys actually cooking a full meal, following a process and having something you can enjoy afterwards. Especially when he and Nyx both have the night off, so they can enjoy the fruits of his labor together.

Also, Cor enjoys reading, historical fiction because he's a history nerd, and the occasional bad bodice-ripper, as a holdover from his recruit days.

Thanks so much for the ask!

#merlin #asks #ask game #cor leonis #ffxv #headcanons

[marionmaverick]

is marion gay?? also happy pride month

That's the short answer XD But yeah, Marion is gay, unlike a lot of my characters who tend to be Bi/Pan. Long answer, he's a version of a Verstael Clone OC for FFXV that I had who was in his thirties, a mechanic, and dating Cor Leonis. Since Cor started his career as King's Sword when he was fourteen, a friend of mine and myself thought'd be fun if he was still dating Marion in Final Fantasy 14. So Cor joined the Scions after fleeing his home in Ala Mihgo a year before the start of the game. He and Marion get together during ARR and are together, both somewhat chaotic teens with the echo. Cor is a samurai.

Also thanks XD

#marion maverick #marion tag #headcanons #answers #cor leonis #teen cor

[caparrucia]

002 | Give me a character & I will tell you

If I say Akihiro Altland, will the answer just be a string of angry moth noises?

(This is not retaliation in the slightest. You have never done anything wrong in your life. And I am not still weepy over what you did to Zhongli this morning.)

...you [CENSORED]

How I feel about this character: 

I audibly said "oh no" when he came on screen. Akihiro is literally every. single. character. beat. that I am weak for, all at once. It's like they rummaged through my brain, boiled the result to reduce it into goopy, delicious suffering. He is perfect, I would not change a thing. I literally cannot write him, I would not change a thing. Not a single thing.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: 

I mean, Lafter, obviously. I can see him and Mika extending that rivalry horizontally, as it were. But also I have a hard time with it because he is perfect and every time I start trying to go what if, my brain goes, no. Because the tragedy is so fucking good. So fucking delicious. I am weak. What we got was so good, so fucking painful. I am destroyed.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: 

Orga and Mika, together they form my favorite OT3 for this mess because they're three very different sides of the same trauma dice. But they sort of balance each other, they function perfectly as counterweight to one another and I just.

Fuck you, for making me think about this and write about this I am now lying on the ground again.

My unpopular opinion about this character: 

I wouldn't change a fucking thing about him. Nothing. Not a single one. I do not want him saved. I don't want him to have a chance to make different choices. He is a Sudoku puzzle of exploitation, grief, loss and feral determination. He had to end the way he did, and to tweak that and take away from it unbalances it all until he's not HIM. It's okay that he's deeply fucked up and deeply hurt and then it just spirals into the mess it does. It's okay. That's why his tragedy works so well, it's the way things had to go.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

I know for narrative/pacing reasons we don't see some things from his perspective, but while, again, I would not change a thing, I would be interested in getting more of his perspective on events. Like, because he's not an active character, he gets to slide into the background more because he only acts as commanded and that's a big part of his arc, but I want to see the tiny steps, the processing of what's happening, to see the change unfurl in detail in a way that'd only work if this were a story about him, personally, and not an ensemble cast.

my OTP:

N/A

my cross over ship:

I want him and SiO!Cor Leonis to meet and rip each other to bits with their teeth.

a headcanon fact:

The high from extended exercise is the closest thing to pleasure he's experienced in his life, and that's why when, left to his own devices, he'll go lift and push himself. It's a mixture of drug addiction, coping mechanism and self-soothing behavior. Not that he'll ever explain that to anyone, but hey. It's a high he can chase that no one gives him shit about. Mika sort of gets it, but Mika also focuses too much on keeping himself sharp to be of use. Akihiro just lifts because lifting feels good.

#rie answers #wordsandrobots

[swordofthreekings]

Independant, semi-selective Cor Leonis from FFXV. Multiverse, multiship. Mun and muse 21+ Penned by Corgi

Rules || About || Headcanons

#self promo #-shrugs loudly- #I suck at promos

[meissashush]

Ro-Ro-bo-Bo-banana-fana-fo-Fo-fi-fie-mo-Mo Ro (the 6th and final part): 🌈☁️🌠☄️💗💚 and all my love for her and you.

🌈 RAINBOW - what advice would they give to their younger self?

Sweetheart, please go talk to your dad. No one should say that to you or treat you like that. He'd do anything for you, kid, please tell him. It's only going to hurt him so much more later when he learns what you've been through and that he'd been able to stop it if he'd only known.

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

She's a cuddle-bug. Not surprising given that she was raised by Cor 'needs his emotional support daughter' Leonis, but it is something not a lot of people know until they're on that level with her. Then she'll just crawl into your lap like a cat and demand cuddles.

🌠 SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

Leonis' should be careful about making wishes on stars. She'd wish for there to be no starscourge. That's sort of a no brainer, for her.

☄️ COMET - what do people assume about them? are they right?

A lot of people assume that she's overly serious and stand-offish. Call it the Leonis' curse, but her case of resting bitch face is severe. They're only half right. She tends to be pretty closed off from strangers, but anyone who has either caught her in the right mood or has gotten to know her that she's a sarcastic little daemon child with a startlingly under-controlled case of ADHD.

💗 GROWING HEART - if they have a crush, is it noticable? what changes when they're in love?

She likes to think it isn't noticeable, and to be fair it is pretty subtle, but Prompto says she looks at Ignis like he hung the stars in the sky when she thinks he's not looking. It can't be that obvious, though, since Prompto never noticed she had a thing for him even when they were making out on his couch.

Rosea in love is pretty much the same as every other version of her, though she'll be more likely to relent to you trying to help her if she's into you. Still going to be a pain in the ass about it, tho.

💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

Ro is a huge hug person. She likes being held, not that she'd ever fucking admit it. There is a reason Cor defaults to just scoping her up when he thinks she's upset. It worked when she was little and it works now, give or take a little more complaining.

#ffxv #rosea leonis #my stuff #ask game fill #awlwren

[itfitsitshipsart]

💭Cor Leonis! :)

Ooh, for Uncle Cor? Man, I like never talk about him (or FF15 in general), which is a real shame. (Maybe I should play it again soon and swoon over Iggy as well) I suppose the headcanon I'll share about him is...

Despite having a very gruff and grumpy look, this man is the most overprotective and loving uncle/father figure one could ask for. But you can't be expecting a smile with that affection.

So this man took my S/I shopping, and to parks, and went to all her school things, and everyone was terrified of him because of his glare while he did so. But he was actually happy all those times. ^3^

A story of when he went to a 4th grade recital and everyone else was terrified of him is canon in my world. He just wanted to support his niece and see what a great job she did!

#the immortal uncle 🗡 #I have so much plot for that game and him as my uncle #Another thing I seriously need to write up and post

[ffxvficrec]

by tinabell 1.涉及王者之剑电影，兄弟情动画，15本体和所有DLC剧情的严重剧透，如若只看过电影也并不建议阅读【真的不建议 2.此文是一把长达400米的长刀，有初代王索姆努斯在电影里打架时那把那么长...？ Words: 10185, Chapters: 1/1, Language: 中文-普通话 國語 Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV , Kingsglaive:Final Fantasy XV , Final Fantasy 15 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Categories: M/M Characters: Cor Leonis , Regis Lucis Caelum , Clarus Amicitia , Noctis Lucis Caelum , Ignis Scientia , Prompto Argentum , Gladiolus Amicitia , Older Noctis Lucis Caelum - Character , Older Ignis Scientia - Character , Mors Lucis Caelum , mentioned other characters , Nyx Ulric Relationships: Cor Leonis/Regis Lucis Caelum , Clarus Amicitia/Regis Lucis Caelum , Cor Leonis & Regis Lucis Caelum , 科尔莱昂尼斯/雷吉斯路西斯切拉姆 , 雷吉斯路西斯切拉姆/科尔莱昂尼斯 , Cor Leonis & Noctis Lucis Caelum Additional Tags: Character Death , Pre-Canon , pre-game , Headcanon , Canon-Typical Death Note Warnings , Blood and Injury , Canon-Typical Violence , Post-Canon , Hurt/Comfort , Regret , Platonic Relationships , 主要角色死亡 , Spoilers , 严重剧透

#final fantasy xv #ffxv #ffxv fic rec #final fantasy xv fic rec

[the-truth-will-light-the-sky]

Road Trip with Prince Regis and His Crew

Prince Regis Lucis Caelum crosses the continent alongside his friends Cid Sophiar, Weskham Armaugh, Clarus Amicitia, the young but firecracker Cor Leonis and an unexpected guide. Who can shower in the rain? 

Long Headcanon post...again. 

The song playing in my mind each time I imagine Prince Regis and his friends cutting across the continent towards Accordo is “Blowing in The Wind” by Stevie Wonder (his version is so beautiful). Imagine the prince and his friends singing the lyrics to the songs they love, not minding if they’re out of tune or out of sync (that’s Cid).

Regis  

Regis is the fussiest among the rest of the crew. Not about mud or dust. It’s not that. The only thing he’d ever care about are his dirty clothes.

He’s used to presenting himself in the best image at all times, he’s used to keeping his look pristine and well-kept and so must his clothes.

Oh and hygiene. He’s fine with dirt. But no proper baths or showers? Expect the prince to be pouty until their next motel or caravan stop.

Gloves all day, every day. In the cold, in the heat, while sleeping, while eating --  Prince Regis doesn’t like dirt in between his fingernails. 

Aside from all these, Regis is a complete outdoors man. He can adapt to any situations and would always have the best solution to the weather.

Rain? He’s got an umbrella at his disposal. Too hot? He’s brought his sleeveless shirts (black and sleek, of course. He has to wear those for the photos because Aulea loves seeing him in those things). Too cold? He’s got the thickest and comfiest coat. Fashionable too, of course.

When it comes to food, despite being used to the finest cuisine Lucis and Insomnia has to offer, Regis can stomach just about anything.

He’s endured so many things even at a young age. Five star food can wait. At twenty, Regis doesn’t mind if he’s eating toast all day or beans. He can eat any vegetables that Weskham can find.

Regis brought most of his essentials with him. As mentioned, there’s his hygiene and shaving kit. He’s also brought his sewing kit to fix those loose buttons and yes his pants that is ripped in the middle, his medicine (he gets allergic to the outdoors sometimes; Cid calls him a princess), his favourite book, extra pairs of gloves (must hide that ring), flashlights, extra weapons just in case he loses yet another dagger, his favourite coffee brand and of course, and of course his phone card (gotta call his sweetheart Aulea).

Regis is a really bad driver — every one of them would scramble for the seat belts only to know there aren’t any. Instead, they’d hang on to their dear lives each time he’s behind the wheel.

Regis would drive and chat, much to everyone’s horror. Cid’s incessant cursing doesn’t help either, as it even encourages Regis to be animated with his expressions and uses his hands to tell his stories.

Regis is not the first to rise in the mornings, but he’s not the last either. He’s more of the middle.

He’s one of the last to sleep, though. He’s got a lot on his mind. 

And the complete darkness gives him the chills. He’s used to the comfort of Insomnia’s bright lights or his bedside lamp.

The Prince has the quickest reflexes and the sharpest hearing, too. So if anyone starts to fight their pillow in their sleep (it’s Cid), he’s the first to grab his heavy flashlight to brandish about as if all of Eos’ daemons are jam-packed in their already full tent.

Regis would give Cid a playful kick in the leg to rouse him from his sleep, much to no avail.

Being a proper prince and all, Regis is not an unruly tent mate. He keeps much to his own space and rarely snores.

Just don’t deprive him of his pillow and blanket. He’s used to comfort and his back hurts a lot if he doesn’t have any cushioning. Cid calls him a sissy, to which the Prince retorts that he won’t share his exquisite Lucian blanket when the temperature gets cold. 

He kept his word, of course. Cid immediately regretted the decision as the comforter reached up only until Weskham. He’d have to endure the surface and the cold. His favourite line of ‘Oh my achin’ back’ originated from this little event.

He’s the guy who wants the oil lamp to be set to dim at night inside the tent, not to be extinguished at all.

The Prince of Lucis does the dishes. Don’t let the sharp suit and neatly trimmed nails fool you. He’s built for hard work and he’s willing to do it all.

Just don’t make him put up the tent, if you don’t want it to look like a child’s make-believe fortress in the end.

Prince Regis can be a rebel out in the wild. He’s not a stranger to mischief despite his gentlemanly demeanour. Like every young man, he always likes to get away with some trouble making.

Regis prefers to use his weapons against daemons whenever they stayed too late out in the wilds. He would be inheriting the Ring of the Lucii but he prefers not to use it against the daemons.

He’s not afraid to fight them off. Although, he has a particular dislike of those Nagaranis and Necromancers. Gives him the shivers like the Frozen’s Glacian’s breath breathing down his neck.

The Prince, despite his wealth, is the stingiest of all the guys. He’d hold back until the last moment a.k.a. until the seller gives up and gives him half the price. Score!

Thinks he’s the coolest guy in Lucis whenever he drives his car. He’s a bit vain when he’s out on the road; he knows he looks too damn fine and sexy in his gloves as he drives out into the wild in his sleek and shiny Regalia.

Cid

The able mechanic has all his tools with him. It’s stored in the back of the Regalia, inside his pockets, even inside his jacket or his screwdriver tucked in his pants. Don’t ask where he keeps the screws.

Cid is the rowdiest of the group. And he never shuts up.

He does keep to himself sometimes, but if he’s in one of his moods, Cid will just keep on singing to his heart’s content.

He likes to take the wheel when on the road, but Regis says no.

Aside it from being his car, Regis knows that if Cid is behind the wheel, it means that the grumpy mechanic holds all reins to the car audio system.

It’s all country music or swampy music of course. Cowboy tunes are his favourite.

Not that the guys mind, of course. They’re not choosy. But it’s Cid’s incessant singing that bugs them.

He can’t even sing the songs right, almost always singing the lyrics late. When he realises this, he tries to quicken his singing to keep up with the song. It’s like listening to those tapes that you fast forward. It’s both funny and annoying at the same time.

Cor would never admit it, but he likes it whenever Cid starts singing. It gives him the best laughs in his ‘boring’ life.

In the whole crew, Cid is the most un-fussiest of them all when it comes to camping.

Beans for lunch? Great, tastes like caviar. No water for showering? He can shower in the rain. A snoring Clarus for the rest of the night? Why, music to his ears. A bratty Cor Leonis? Lemme handle this brat.

Cid loves camping. He’s ecstatic to be out in the wild. He’s not fond of the bright lights of Insomnia. He likes looking out into the wild lands each time he has the chance. And now he’s out here and there’s nothing that he could ever ask for. Oh, uh, except for peace of course. Peace needs to be won.

Cid, despite his hard demeanour, is a softie for the wild animals. The rest of the crew loves animals, of course, but the animals love Cid like he’s their daddy.

The mechanic can even tame a bloody sabertusk, petting its head while Clarus wrestles with one beside him, screaming as he does so.

Regis runs away from a pack of rogue Daggerquills while Cid has one perched on his shoulders like he’s freakin’ Snow White. He’s proud of it, of course.

‘They ain’t like the varmints folks call ‘em — they’re practically a softie!’ Cid says about a skarnbulette.

He even thinks a behemoth is an adorable little kitty. Clarus gives him the weird look reserved only for the looniest of people. Cid’s the second in that list of his, and that’s not a compliment.

Cid Sophiar puts up the tent. He’s the best tent maker around. The rest of them can screw it. Yup, his own words, not mine.

Cid is almost always awakened each time Regis rises from his sleep. The two best friends are inseparable despite their differences.

It is also universally known that if Regis catches the stomach flu, expect Cid to get the same predicament or something similar.

Cor Leonis gets on Cid Sophiar’s nerves. Not because the fifteen year old ‘stuck up’ is a hyper active teen because he’s not. It’s because he treats Cid with the utmost respect even if the older man tries to rile him up to get any kind of reaction from him aside from his usual stoic scowl.

Cid Sophiar always gets the ladies’ numbers if they’re ever stopping by civilisation. He’s a ladies’ man. Sorry, Weskham.

If only Cid’s incessant cursing and badmouthing can kill even the fiercest of daemons, Regis would be grateful. The mechanic slings out bad words like a freakin’ machine gun.

Weskham

This Keycatrich native is the calmest of the group.

Nothing ever freaks him out. Not even a rogue Behemoth screeching eerily close to their camps at night. Nope. Not even Cid’s stink eye nor Cor’s tantrums.

He’s the parent of the group. He’s the one who administers the medicines and the salves, the one who cooks, the one who is the first to rise from sleep.

He’s also got the longest patience. Cid can mumble his cowboy tunes like a broken vinyl record and Clarus can snore as loud as a behemoth until dawn and Regis can be all too fussy for not showering for two days and Cor can keep on babbling about the empire’s demise all day and night. Weskham doesn’t bat an eyelash. He’s chill.

But if anyone loses any of his pens or scratches his pans, expect a little scolding. Yes, even Regis…especially Regis. The prince accidentally washes his prized pan with the rough texture side of the sponge.

Being an able cook, Weskham can whip any delicious food up with just about any ingredient, to which the crew is very much grateful for. At least they won’t have bean soup for the third night straight. He’s looking at Cid.

Weskham is the most civil when it comes to getting rid of both vicious animals and villainous daemons. Swift and painless.

He has the best tunes than the rest of the crew. Whatever he picks to play in the Regalia, anyone would say it’s an agreeable choice.

Weskham loves to tell stories by the camp fire. This is Regis’ favourite part of the night.

The wise man always has something to tell and most of the time his stories are both exciting and insightful.

The guys look like children huddled by the camp fire, their eyes glued on the charismatic man as he regales them of tales of days past.

Weskham, suspiciously enough, has keys for almost everything.

When it comes to sleeping, Weskham is a shallow sleeper. He can rouse from his sleep just like Regis but unlike the Prince, this gentleman handles his sudden awakening with a very calm and collected demeanour, not thrashing about like a coeurl.

He is the only one in the group with a watch. In fact, he’s got like, five pocket watches?

He’s also the one they can rely on when it comes to reading compasses. But without it though, Weskham is, in Clarus’ own words, as useless as a dessert spoon.

Weskham is the voice of conscience. If Regis is driving recklessly, expect him to tell the prince to glue his eyes on the road. He’s also the one to tell Cid not to bother poor Leonis.

He is also the negotiator of the group. Cid is the opposite of course. When Cid gets them into trouble with anyone, especially at diners, Weskham is the man to do the job of clearing things. Regis can’t do it though because he won’t stop laughing at the bumbling mechanic.

Clarus

Clarus Amicitia hates bugs. He won’t stay still whenever he sees one. He won’t freak out, goodness no. But expect him to be jumpy each time he’d feel a mosquito on his skin. Those hundlegs? No thanks.

This is where his skill with blades come in handy. A fly on flying in front of you? SLASH. Clarus just slashed it in half with his little dagger. Cor wants to emulate it…he fails each time.

Cor asks his secret to being precise and agile. Clarus agrees to do so if Cor can tell him if the mosquito was a female or male. The young soldier gives him the famous Cor Leonis scowl. Priceless.

Clarus is the most adaptable to sleep and waking up. He needs to wake up early? No prob, he’ll be asleep by eight pm. He needs to stay up? No prob, bring in the coffee and expect him to be as hyper at four in the morning.

He likes to work out as much as he can. He also trains young Cor as Weskham cooks their food and Regis does his regular shave.

Clarus and Cid get on each others’ nerves sometimes. Nothing serious, though. It’s more that Clarus is used to keeping quiet and Cid is just the blabber mouth of the group. 

He particularly HATES it whenever Cid clicks his tongue to fill in the silence, especially at night.

He likes watching the stars before he goes to sleep. There’s something so calming about it each time he’d gaze at the stars in their millions.

He keeps a journal where he writes his star charts. 

He also writes about the animals and plants he sees. Everything about the wilderness amazes him. Yes, Clarus is the explorer of the group. One day, he’ll live out somewhere in Duscae where he’s surrounded by all things living. Insomnia’s just too full of buildings…and malls.

Clarus smuggled a frog in their journey. It’s his favourite pet, found it in Alstor Slough. His name is Pepito. Please don’t ask him why. Regis can’t get rid of it, not that he hates it. He likes it and wants it for himself. It’s just that, they can’t keep it from croaking all the damn time. Plus, Cid says frogs give warts. Weskham wants it out. Cor wants to keep it because it keeps the mosquitoes away. The said frog made it back to Insomnia.

He likes to sing in the mornings. He’s just way too happy in the early dawn.

Sabertusks hate Clarus. He doesn’t know why, but they always try to go after him. Remind him to bring extra clothes because he always ends up having ripped sleeves.

He’s the one who gets the fire going. Nobody else can do it like he does.

Clarus is not fussy with anything at all, except for his weapons. They have to be polished each time. 

Oh and, they must always have some hot sauce in their spices. This man lives for the spice.

And please, no matter what happens, please don’t give him those instant noodles. He wants real food. And real food takes time to be cooked.

Dirty nails, every damn time, no matter how many times he cleans them. It sets Regis’ hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

Has the best whistle in the group; could be heard hundreds of feet away. No joke.

He’s also the navigator of the group. Regis is a lost cause in map reading and Cid is always holding the map on the wrong end. Weskham helps, but he’s not good with the actual terrain. 

Clarus sees a coin on the ground. He takes it. He sees a wonderfully shaped stone. He stashes it in his pocket. He finds a small crystalline curiosity. He covets it like a diamond ring. He’s the pack rat of the group.

Cor

Cor Leonis only thinks of one thing: keep the Prince safe. It’s hard-wired into his system. A pesky Voretooth is gnawing at the prince? Get rid of it. A cockroach is crawling on the prince’s shoulder? Smack it away. No more coffee? He’ll walk a kilometre to buy one.

Despite this, however, he’s no pet. He’s only doing his duty. Cor is not afraid to call out the prince if he’s doing something wrong. And it always happens.

Rain or shine, the young soldier always wears his hat. He’ll chase after it if it gets blown away. Cid teases him that he’s hiding something in his hat. He probably is, who knows?

Cor can sleep anywhere. He’s not fussy how he falls asleep. This boi can sleep standing up. 

He sleeps as still as a door nail -- he doesn’t move at all. He’s the perfect tent mate.

He loves to read his books before sleeping. Not maths or his studies, those are boring, he says. He likes to read nonfiction books about the world and of course, philosophy.

Cor can deny it all he wants, but he secretly likes it whenever Weskham makes a bowl of chilli. He lives for chilli nights.

He’s an all-around-er, meaning he can do almost anything. He’s a walking Swiss Knife.

If there are any imperial locks they needed to pick, Cor is expected to open it with ease. Oh and those tough cans of beans, he’s the only one who could open them.

Cor Leonis is stuck in the Regalia with older men. It’s not like he’s bothered by it; he even thinks as if he’s older than Cid. 

What he doesn’t get is their taste in music. He prefers the silence.

He likes to whistle, however. It’s the only habit that he can’t stop himself from doing.

He has a dislike for V, their guide. He doesn’t like that she dresses in men’s clothes and hides her face most of the time. He doesn’t trust people with secrets even if they have a good reason for it.

Cor treats her with courtesy but expect him to square his jaws whenever she gets to an enemy before him.

The wild animals love Cor Leonis. Even the bugs, much to his dismay.

He’s also known as the ‘Sunburn Kid’ as he always ends having his nose red after a long day on the road. He wears longs sleeves to shield himself from the sun, but his nose couldn’t escape the wrath of the sun.

He’s also the one who is more likely to catch a cold. He would have allergies too that would cause him to sneeze incessantly. The older guys feel sorry for the firecracker kid. He gets all pouty and his eyes would get so watery he looks like an innocent child.

Cor has names for everyone in the group, but he would never divulge it.

In fact, he has names for almost everything. It’s his way of amusing himself when the group starts talking about things like allergies or romance. Gotta keep himself entertained or else he might lose it.

Whenever they end up stopping by a gas station or a Crow’s Nest diner, Cor is the centre of attention.

Women of all ages gawk at him. The way he presents himself is a real lady killer. The older ladies remember their old romances back in the day, the moms would fuss about him asking if he’s already eaten and the young girls his age or the young women in their twenties would stare at him like he’s a rare chocobo.

Regis loves making fun of him, taking photos of the stoic young soldier as he whistles. He’s kind of proud of the ‘lil heartbreaker.

Clarus gives him the stink eye. It’s unfair.

Buys postcards from every damn outpost. He never sends it to anyone. He likes to collect them in his journal of mementos. Yup, Cor is loves to journal.

Cor is also the one with the most mosquito bites after a night at camp. He doesn’t know why, but bugs just love him.

Clumsy. He’s supposed to be the paragon of stoicism and grace, but somehow Cor ends up spilling his coffee on his pants, tripping on flat surfaces or knocking down merchandise. 

Beside disliking V, he found himself imitating her love for the word ‘phony.’

V

V finds herself crossing paths with Prince Regis and his crew. During their journey, she’s hired by the prince as their guide after she defeated a group of Reapers faster than any of them ever did.

That was before they knew she was a woman. She wore men’s clothing, trying not to show her face just in case someone who knows her sees her and asks why she hasn’t aged at all.

This triggered Cor’s suspicions about her when she revealed that she’s a woman by speaking since Cid won’t stop asking her about things.

Cor wants her out but Regis was adamant. Her skills and expertise in medicine would prove useful if they ever run out of potions supplies and their supplies are indeed running out, as well as their money. Plus it doesn’t hurt having a girl in the group.

After escaping Somnus Lucis Caelum two millennia ago, she lived her life as a rogue traveler, performing odd jobs from healer to scholar to hunter. That’s how she learned how to survive, hiding from the eyes of her most hated Lucian King.

During their days together, she doesn’t know who the guys are, even Regis. They never told her of their real identity nor their missions. In turn, she didn’t reveal her full name and never once stated her disdain for the Lucian line.

A wild woman in the battlefield. Cor considers her a savage in the way she fights as she fights with unrefined movements and uses every damn thing she can to her advantage. 

A crate on by the rocks? The perfect thing to throw on a Bulette before it rolls over and flattens poor Regis. A crouching Clarus? Why the perfect leverage for a pole arm dive attack. Cor’s daggers tucked in his back pockets? The best emergency weapons.

Veritas would often shout to the crew about the daemon’s weaknesses and would encourage them to use whatever they can to exploit the daemons’ weaknesses to kill them swiftly and painlessly.

She helps with the herb gathering, often times saving the guys from stomach aches or worse by telling them which mushrooms are not fit for consumption. Whoops. No wonder Regis gets stomach aches as he always picks the wrong ones! Good thing he didn’t get the ones with poison.

V can barter with the prices whenever they’d stop over at a market. Despite concealing her face, people know of the mysterious hunter who saved their hides a lot of times. So when this woman needs some discount, they’re not hesitant to give her some. They’d even throw in some free things, too, much to the crew’s gratitude. They once drove off with two boxes full of supplies and hurrah, Regis’ favourite coffee brand.

When it comes to hygiene, V is just like Clarus. She can handle all the dirt. She doesn’t have to shower a lot, much to Regis’ dismay. How can a woman be so unlady-like? V doesn’t mind, there’s always some place she can find for that most coveted shower time.

One of the boys. If there’s one thing that the crew has noticed is her lack of…femininity.

She can be as brusque as Clarus or as bad-mouthed as Cid (to a lesser degree, thank goodness) and as tough as Cor.

But show her a spider and all femininity goes back to her in a snap. 

She once spilled her hot cup of coffee on herself when a spider jumped at her one morning and Regis found himself holding on to a scared witless V. That started their friendship that would last a long time since in fact, Regis himself is terrified of spiders. So they both ran towards Clarus who also ran towards a very confused Cor Leonis who in turn held the spider in his hands (Regis cringes) and out of their sight.

V loves to catch the first rays of the sun as well as the last golden light at dusk. She talks of different things with them, especially with Weskham whose wisdom and calm demeanour she finds refreshing.

When it comes to sleeping, V sleeps outside the tent, much to their protests. Cor Leonis is suspicious of her, so he sleeps outside sometimes too.

She likes listening to the guys as they banter. She’d inadvertently join in, causing a ruckus when she defeated Cid in a ‘back talk’.

She doesn’t need saving, even from persistent men in the diner. 

Regis likes watching her turn down good looking men and women. She once smacked a guy in the face when she felt him feeling her up. 

Clarus had to carry her away. That’s the only saving she needed, much to the prince’s amusement. He remembers that, even until today.

#cor leonis #regis lucis caelum #clarus amicitia #cid sophiar #weskham armaugh #veritas lux seculum #final fantasy xv #ffxv #ffxv headcanon #final fantasy xv headcanon #cor leonis headcanon #prince regis headcanon #the truth will light the sky #msy the truth will light the sky

[andywinter16]

Traitor!Cor Leonis AU

This one was inspired by @midgarmosquito and their game theory. There is also added picture by @risingoflights that I can literally see when I wrote the last sentence of this.  And I have an excuse to write for Titus as a big brother and father/mentor.

WARNING! In this headcanon is mentioned abuse and beating.

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- Cor was angry 15 year boy that despised war and decisions made by King Mors, like pulling the Wall to Insomnia's ramparts (he though that it was a honor to serve king, not anymore)

-  Cor started to be more bitter and cold towards everyone ( which did not escape a certain Drautos, who shared the sympathy)

-Titus took him under his wing, which blossomed into beautiful brotherhood (both of them cherish it dearly)

- It was slow and budding relationship from rivals to friends to brothers till death (Titus calls him affectionately “Little brother or tiny daemon”, Cor calls him “ Old bear or grumpy cat”, sometimes calls him “Big brother” when he´s feeling emotionally down)

- But the greatest confirmation of their brotherhood was when Cor came to Titus all bloodied and battered. Titus helped him bandage his injuries, gave him food meanwhile containging the rage inside. “Who did this to you, little daemon?” And afterwhile with choked voice came the answer. “It was my step dad. He tried to beat mum again, so ...” Titus didn´t need to hear anything else. He let Cor crash at his apartment, while he plotted. 

- Next day, Cor recieved a news that his stepfather was arrested, for what he didn´t know. He went to Titus, because he knew the older male had something to do with it. When sleepy Titus opened the door, Cor with no hesitation huggs him. “Thank you big bro, thank you so much.”  Titus never felt more alive than at this moment.

- Few years later, Cor is dissatisfied with Regis who acts as a puppet of the nobility. Especially with decisions of the reffugees, who are threated poorly and used as pawns for a war

- Titus introduced Cor to Nyx Ulric, his troublemaker protegee. Cor in private jokes with Titus that Nyx is more like his son. “Shut up, that´s not it!” “Yeah, yeah whatever you said Titus.”

- Titus takes Cor to Cavaugh more specificaly to his village. “This is where it all started for me. My quest for revenge.” Tells him about his family and friends who have died. How from loyal soldier to Crown he became the feared general Glauca of Niflheim.

- There Cor truly meets the real Titus, broken man with nothing  else to lose. And Cor doesn´t even hesitate when Titus asked him to join in their rebellion. “ You have my sword ,Titus. Whatever it takes, I am on your side.” 

- Cor met all the glaives that joined, promising them a better future. Is took by surprise by Luche Lazarus, who thanked him for everything he has done for them 

- Cor also received information about sleeping agent placed in Prince´s retinue, Titus didn´t specified it just said “ It´s insurance if anything goes wrong.”

- when the Day of Signing came, Cor did as Regis told him with exception that he joined Glauca in the fight.

Nyx´s eyes reflected pain and utter disbelief. “ Captain, Marshall ... It was you two all along.” 

- “ Forgive me, old friend.” Cor´s the one who deals the final blow to Regis. 

-  Meanwhile Titus went to fight Nyx alone while Cor was coordinating their forces (what's left of them, anyway)

- Whole fight sequence later  Cor at last came to the side of the battle, tired disolving Nyx sitting on other side of gravely injured Titus. 

- ” Titus, Titus goddamn it! Here, take the potion!” Titus stops him, his eyelids starting to feel heavy. “It´s okay little brother, you can´t help me ... “  Cor eyes started to water. “No, don´t do this to me Titus. You´re my fucking brother, the last good thing I have left.” Cor catch him by his collar. “As you were my, Cor.”

#ffxv #ffxv kingsglaive #traitor!Cor Leonis AU #cor leonis #Titus Drautos #mentioned Nyx Ulric #regis lucis caelum #mentioned luche lazarus #final fantasy xv

[ahkaraii]

cor's youth told through six relationships!!

mors - regis - clarus - gilgamesh - weskham - cid

#karaii art #cor leonis #ff15 #karaii's headcanons #yes i do hc weskham was the one that taught cor how to do his infamous seafood special dish hahaha #probably became his comfort food #he also used to steal cigs off cid till the guy just gave up and started sharing them #self destructive boy... who went on to outlive everyone u__u

[garbria]

Nyx and Regis have a talk about Nyx’s past and future. The next installment in my Nyx as Regis’ son au.

#ffxv #my fic #cor leonis #nyx ulric #regis lucis caelum #lc bastard au #lots of headcanons about nyx's past #nyx's self esteem issues #cor is a supportive boyfriend #regis is trying #awkward conversations #i've been working on this for awhile #i've finally decided i'm tired of looking at it #so enjoy! #i have noctis' part started #hopefully it won't be so long between parts #if i can get it to cooperate #why is it so hard to write people talking

[marionmaverick]

Marion is a chaotic person, essentially a mad scientist wrapped in Warrior of Light clothes.

But he can be even more chaotic when his boyfriend Cor is about. Whereas Zenos’ talk of him being a beast makes him feel like a monster, Cor’s compliments to his scrappy nature feel good. Like it’s okay to be a little beastly, to enjoy the fight. Even though he wants to be a scholar.

Marion has the same effect on Cor. Tempering the teenaged Ala Mhigan’s anger, and his constant need to prove himself. Since they are the same age, he knows Marion’s assurances are real. Not just the patronizing if adults.

#headcanons #his boyfriend is in fact teen cor leonis yes shh #essentially anyway #that teen cor you hesr ablut in the psy but in the present #may write him if it ever comes up

[caparrucia]

Hi! Question/hc ask about the Sun is out the Day is New: on Cornyx. You stated that Cor loves to take Nyx apart with his mouth. Cor doss this expertly- but in the beginning of their exploration of each other Did he ever find a ticklish spot on him while doing so? And if cor did, when does he exploit it? You write them so well! Kudos on your work!

HO BOY, I hope you wanted a novel. You've activated my trap card: elaborate headcanons about the sexual dynamics of my OTP.

Anyway.

So like, you gotta understand, right off the bat: Cor is excellent at the physical act of sex, but he's abysmally terrible at the intimate act of sex.

See here.

Cor has had, one could say, a lot of sex by the time he hooks up with Nyx. Like, a lot. Like a genuinely too much amount. Like perhaps don't use sex as your only release valve because it's the only context where people don't feel too intimidated by rank to approach you and also maybe you need to address all that touch starvation and lack of socialization and maybe, I DON'T KNOW, THE WHOLE EMOTIONAL DEVASTATION THAT HAS BEEN YOUR LOVE LIFE AND YOUR PENCHANT TO LOVE TERRIBLY SELFISH ASSHOLES WHO USE YOU TO YOUR FACE, SO LIKE MAYBE STOP TRYING TO GET HIGH ON ENDORPHINES, YOU FUCKING IDIOT... amounts of too much sex.

A lot of that sex has not been particularly safe, or even sane. Nyx will spend the rest of his life getting twitchy at the idea a heck of a lot of it wasn't very consensual either, because Cor's idea of consent borders somewhere in the "eh, could've probably killed them all if I minded too much". Which is an entire wing of the subterranean labyrinth where Cor Leonis keeps his repressed fucked up trauma.

(Nyx whenever he contemplates Cor's... everything, re: sex.)

Nyx is twenty when they meet. Twenty-three when they hook up. Nyx's entire sexual history is a couple of awkward blow jobs, a handful of one-night-stands and entirely too many barracks handjobs.

Nyx has a lot of... conceptual understanding, of what sex is like and should be. A definite romantic streak a mile wide too, but that's neither here nor there. The point is Nyx's experience with sex is a lot more theoretical (add three whole years of desperate thirst living in close quarters with Cor) than practical. He's not a very imaginative man, either. Mostly on account of the fact he's raising a toddler, his life is upside down and the King's seen fit to drop an entire pack of testy, high-strung Galahdians with trust issues into his hands and gone "have fun!" He's too stressed and too busy usually, to really focus on that.

You can tell, the first time they have sex, they fall in this out-of-sync, desperately awkward mess of blindly fumbling about as they sort of fall on their own preconceptions of what sex's like: Cor yields, because Cor approaches sex as surrender and letting his partners have their way with him, and hopefully getting something out of it, along the way, while Nyx tries to please, because Nyx is choking on thirst and this idea that's been festering in the back of his head, literally for years, and he's also pissed and cranky and just. Tensions are high! They fumble a lot.

The thing is, because of Cor's aforementioned habit to just yield, he tends to take Nyx's lead on things. Cor just wants to be loved (see: all of this). He's a perpetual people pleaser, in his own taciturn way. Note how he doesn't initiate sex, overtly. He doesn't ask. He doesn't offer. He taunts. He annoys Nyx until Nyx loses his temper, pins him up a wall and fucks him into next week. Because that's the way Cor has always had sex.

(Nyx, years later, figuring that out:)

Nyx? ...doesn't work that way. At all. Nyx wants to be wanted, not tolerated. His - admittedly very vanilla - conception of sex involves a lot of enthusiastic consent. Like. Nyx is pretty. He knows he's pretty. He knows people look at him. But Cor doesn't emote and he's a laconic dipshit who does things but never says them, and Nyx really likes things being said.

So they have to work around that.

You can tell in the beginning a lot of the dynamic is Cor yielding, and Nyx sort of getting off on that, not really fully grasping all that, because Nyx is like the world's most neurotic service top, paired up with a boundary-less idiot of a masochistic sub that could top a blender if he had to, but he'd be very thoroughly grumpy about it. Cor says he's "lazy" about sex, early on, and that's a good way of not having to explain the whole "so I don't really fully grasp the whole boundary thing and I think you're liable to flip the entirety of your shits all at once over that and I really just want to have sex and not put this sweet thing we've got going on at risk because I've got baggage and you're going to fucking bail the moment you grasp the weight of it" thing.

Nyx is so vanilla at this point he thinks a safeword is the password to a vault.

(His face as he wades awkwardly into the internet, researching kink, circa year 6:)

ANYWAY.

All of that to say: in the beginning, Nyx fucked Cor whichever way he felt like it, and it was mostly an exercise in exploration of what he liked, as much as it was trying to figure out what Cor liked - Cor liked anything and everything that included Nyx in it, so there's that. And it didn't take that long for Nyx to start fixating on Cor's mouth, mostly because Cor has fangs and that's hot. It's still a few years and unpacking a lot more of their roundabout emotional nonsense - mostly, Aranea moving in, solidifying the relationship and getting on to "holy shit this thing might actually LAST" territory, as opposed to the mindset of "must take advantage of this nice fleeting thing that's obviously liable to collapse at any moment" - before Cor starts getting a lot more proactive in the whole thing.

Mind, he's still doing the people pleaser thing, but he likes giving head and Nyx loves it when he gives head, not to mention the few times Nyx will flirt with the idea to get rough and just straight up fuck his throat. It's a whole damn production, man. Cor has a pretty mouth and Nyx likes it.

And then one time, circa year 8, Cor bites Nyx's thigh to be a tease and it turns out to be a ticklish spot and Nyx reflex kicks him right in the face and straight off the bed.

I gave you all that context just so you understand how utterly mortified Nyx was about it, and how Cor "I'm a laconic little shit" Leonis held it over his head, for the rest of their lives.

Nyx:

He then went on to marry the man.

Thrice.

#rie answers #Anonymous #sun is out #cornyx