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Chapters: 28/? Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Cor Leonis/Nyx Ulric, Cor Leonis & The Kingsglaive Characters: Cor Leonis, Nyx Ulric, Libertus Ostium, Crowe Altius, Titus Drautos | Glauca, The Kingsglaive (Final Fantasy XV), Regis Lucis Caelum, Original Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Accidental Proposal, Getting Together, Galahdian Culture (Final Fantasy XV), Galahdian Religion, Cultural Differences, Mystery & Romance, Fluff, Betrayal, Bahamut (Final Fantasy XV) Being a Jerk Summary:
Cor just thought he was doing the Galahdians - Ulric specifically - a favour. It was an attempt to bridge the ever growing gap between the Lucians and the Galahdians, and now he managed to get himself engaged. Cor doesn't mind as much as he thought he would.
A story where Cor Leonis manages, completely by accident, to set things in motion that will change the carefully set up playing field.
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parisoonic · 4 months
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Rubbin it in.
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mischievous-thunder · 6 months
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Loki's inner transformation is strikingly prominent. He's not the absolute chaos that he was when he was brought to the TVA for the first time.
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His kindness, gratitude and selfless love surface during his stay in the TVA. His unwavering faith in his newfound family in the TVA is all the proof we need. He never gets tired of defending and appreciating his loved ones.
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renaerys · 10 months
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"And perish."
A Quiet Thunder by @renaerys
Art by @hallous
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bu99erfly · 7 months
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WONYOUNG EITHER WAY, 2023
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kudossi · 4 months
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and a yellow moon glowed bright
Years later, when Ivypool herself is only a memory and before she’s completely lost to time, she’ll look over ThunderClan, wherever they might be, and still look for her daughter in every face.
The stories have it wrong already, and the truth will be dust before long. Bristlefrost isn’t alive in their memories. She’s twice-dead, drowned in black, choking water, a light snuffed out too soon. Bristlefrost was the prodigy — the daughter cats dreamed of, the first to find her voice and her paws, the leader of her siblings, the apprentice who did not graduate even earlier than she did because there was no prey in the forest to be found, not because of any failings on her part.
Cats starved, that long winter. Not Bristlefrost. Never her daughter, her clever, resourceful last-born. And she had once occupied this spot, designated for deputies, even though she’d never had an apprentice of her own. Would never have an apprentice of her own, now, even though she deserved it more than anything. Even though she’d deserved to stay deputy, but had given the role over with a smile, no hint of dark ambition in her gaze.
Ivypool steps into the deputy position under a brand-new leader with a whisper instead of a bang, the pounding of blood in her ears the only reminder that cats had been here before — that cats had died here before, and that Bramblestar’s first deputy becoming leader was a fluke, an odd quirk of fate. It hasn’t been done in living memory, nor long before that. Leaders do not usually step down, and when they do, they rarely stay with their Clan, or even within reach of their territory. First deputies do not often become leaders in turn. Usually this event is a bittersweet one, with a body or bodies laid out in the clearing, their eyes closed swiftly to avoid the rigor of after-death, but this is almost-peaceful, with only the murmurs of those who could not easily accept change as detractors.
Ivypool will die long before Squirrelstar. She’s—surprisingly okay with this, but she thinks she’s been at peace with her death since before Hollyleaf had stepped between her and a deathblow from one of the only friends she’d ever had.
(“You were my friend!” Ivypool screams in her worst nightmares, Hollyleaf’s blood dripping from her pelt.
“I was never anyone’s friend,” Hawkfrost murmurs in return, something aching-sad in his voice, Hollyleaf’s lifeless form pinned under his claws. “I was born to what I am. We’re the same, you and I.” He pushes the black cat away from his paws with disgust — not for the body, but for Ivypool herself. Blood bubbles from the horrible wound at the corpse’s throat. “She should have been the one,” he says sometimes, in the ones that shatter her already pieced-together heart. “She died in your place.”
“I know,” Ivypool says, and she does know — she knows it more than anyone else alive.)
“It should have been Hollyleaf,” she says to Squirrelstar, quietly, at the end of one of their dusk meetings.
Sorrow flashes in Squirrelstar’s gaze, but it’s buried as soon as it comes. “It’s you,” she says. “It has always been you.”
It is not a truth — not in the way Ivypool remembers them from her childhood — but it is not a lie, either. Hollyleaf chose her, in the way dying deputies might choose their successor. She is always an echo of another cat burned by starlight. It is a comfort, sometimes. In others, she begs the spirit who’d saved her life for mercy, for clemency, until she runs out of breath.
(“I’ll find her,” whispers a voice Ivypool had almost forgotten, in dreams she forgets as soon as she wakes. “I’ll walk the skies ceaselessly, I promise you.”
But there is no bringing Bristlefrost back, and a part of Ivypool has died with her.)
When Ivypool wakes, her Clanmates breathe around her, steadying her rabbit-quick heart. Fernsong’s tail wraps snugly around her flank, Thriftear curled only one nest behind, and she does not lose her breath at the way Flipclaw’s dark tabby stripes curl over his spine. She hasn’t in a long time, she knows, but the impulse is there, sharp as ice underneath her ribs.
(She’d once thought his brown tabby pelt a punishment from the stars. She loves her son, would give her life for him, but the feeling that StarClan may have meted some punishment down in the shade of his pelt remains long after he’s received his warrior name.
She’d begged Bramblestar to give him a suffix that was as unassumingly kind and silly as her son always was. Instead he’d given him -claw, as if to remind her of her failings. She is not sorry to see his form slip into the elders’ den, bereft of the nine lives he’d once so jealously hoarded.)
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gummi-ships · 3 months
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Kingdom Hearts 0.2 Birth by Sleep - A Fragmentary Passage - Thundaja
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omnificent-orion · 3 days
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When you wake up, what kind of world will you find yourself in?
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Will the world reflected in your eyes be the world you wished for…?
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The one who will decide that is you.
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kindaorangey · 7 months
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hiccup horrendous "gaslight" the third back in his cage looking at alvin like the man didn't dump him in a tree an hour ago
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riverdeansart · 4 months
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anyone else get major trans siblings vibes from these two
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Not me cramming as much worldbuilding as I possibly can into the thext Heart of Thunder chapter. Nuhu
*hides worldbuilding behind a thin veneer of plot*
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crystallizsch · 1 month
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a thunderstorm woke me up and now my veins are running on pure caffeine and (unfortunately) i have jamil on the mind.
so now i'm thinking about what if yuu has an extreme fear of thunder
imagine there's a thunderstorm in the middle of the night.
you've just been weirdly anxious, and when jamil inquired, you begrudgingly admit that you're afraid of thunder.
it's embarrassing. why would you be scared of thunder, they're just loud sounds. it’ll pass.
jamil had to stop himself from making a judgmental remark. even if jokingly.
he’s deathly afraid of bugs, he literally has no place to make fun of you for it.
at least with bugs you can get rid of them, but you can’t just fight the weather unless you’re a powerful mage.
so the least jamil can do is to comfort you.
maybe listening to music sharing headphones.
or make you focus on his voice instead so you don’t pay attention to the loud noises. either by chatting or reading a book together.
of course, maybe he could also use snake whisper on you so your mind would effortlessly cease those fears.
jamil would if you asked. but he’s not going to offer it himself.
(besides, it’s a bit weird if he’s using his unique magic on you again, considering whatever your relationship is at this point.)
and it’s not like that idea would even cross your mind when all you could think about was the agonizing dread of oncoming thunder.
plus it kinda sounds crazy knowingly asking someone to put you under mind control.
every time thunder boomed you found yourself clinging to jamil's clothes. burying your face in his chest. as if you were holding onto him for dear life.
he'd laugh if he knew you weren't deathly afraid of it. so he'd make soothing gestures instead.
the thunder was still unbearable, but eventually you found comfort in jamil’s warmth.
it really helped to drown it out. at least mostly.
this seemed to be a better outcome anyway than forcing you to just forget about it.
and it would’ve been easier, sure. but how many times could you get the chance to cozy up to jamil
and on the other hand, jamil kinda wanted this moment to last. how many times could he have an excuse for "relaxing" with you.
as much as it makes you suffer, him wanting this moment to last longer meant wishing for the thunderstorm to last longer as well.
jamil hopes you can forgive him for being selfish in that regard.
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mischievous-thunder · 6 months
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One of the most important revelations from S2 E4 has to be the fact that Mobius loves to download and play unauthorised games that have the potential to corrupt system files. The way he denied repeating his mistake is extremely suspicious. It's impossible not to love this man.
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fandomsupporter · 2 years
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hey, if you didn’t like thor love and thunder: that’s fine. that’s okay. i however had an absolutely blast the entire time
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madrewrites · 2 years
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me: yeah no i'm not really a thor gal he's just not my ty-
thor: *is a dad*
me: hhhhhHHHNNNNGGGG
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darth-does-stuff · 25 days
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ok wait why is this recent ep actually fucking terrifying i did not expect it to be this scary
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