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charlottedabookworm · 2 months

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? About AU’s

Do you think you could do a quick summary of your AU’s? I get some of them but I’m confused by what others are (Time is cruel but gods are crueler for example) - Queenie

oooooh boy

okay so i’m assuming you mean the aus on my ffxv au list cos if you don’t we’re going to be here all day

…frankly we might be here all day anyway but starting from the top:

ardynson au: pretty self explanatory, explores a verse where nyx is born as ardyn’s son

graveyard of blades: a reveal au of the ardynson au where in a ‘fuck this is bad invasion scenario’ nyx basically goes ‘yo bahamut i’m the accursed’s son come and get me’ and then runs through the crowd of enemies as bahamut tries to kill him

time is cruel: another ardynson au except this time nyx is born as ardyn’s son two thousand years ago and the curse that bamahut puts on ardyn to never die extends to ardyn’s whole line. so nyx and ardyn are both alive, don’t know the other is alive, and finally meet again in the throne room of insomnia in the kingsglaive film

the cruellest cut: an au of time is cruel that is. incredible similiar except cor is also there as ardyn’s shield and husband. all three of them alive but with no idea anyone else survived and it’s basically time is cruel but with extra angst and then extra fluff reunions

that one where aulea is also ardyn’s daughter: again, pretty self explanatory. aulea and nyx are both ardyn’s kids. yes this makes noctis nyx’s nephew.

regisson au: nyx is regis’ son

one more light: a regisson au that involves nyx sacrifiing himself at the end of the game in noct’s place and then time travel happens and noct is, shockingly, not happy that his big brother sacrificed hismelf for him

fractured lightning: regisson au where nyx is captured by niflheim for a few years and experimented on. much angst

blood of the storm: regisson au where half the glaive is full of galahdian noble bastards. libertus is clarus’. crowe is a bastard cousin of luna and ravus. selena ulric is aldercapts bastard daughter. pelna is wesk’s. this entire au is just crack okay

starlight on your skin: regisson au where platonic soulmates are a thing, soulmarks are a thing, the long night happens and nyx is basically the only one left and astrals send him back in time to fix things. he crashes in the past in front of his younger self and oh shit wasn’t i halfway througha chapter for that one?

somnusson au: as you can guess, nyx is somnus’ son. i’m not very creative sometimes

dying inside: first fic in the somnusson au, also on ao3. somnus loves his son and kills him for standing with ardyn anyway. much angst. very hurt. sad.

a lesson in time: sequel to dying inside, also on ao3

the phoenix must burn: more stuff in the dying inside au

prompto ulric au: prompto is nyx’s son

you’re the best thing that ever happened to me: a teenage nyx rescues a baby from a nif lab. he’s a dad now. very cute

lightning flashes (and you are free): a fusion of fractured lightning and prompto ulric. this is the happier verse that’s also on ao3

galahdian royalty: galahd has it’s own kings. (nyx. it has nyx. yes i’m obessed with nyx you might have guessed that by now)

platonic promnoct time travel: the game happens. prompto and noctis wake up 16 and grieving and PTSD ridden and determined to change things. also on ao3 under our past is everything we failed to be

si!iris verse: iris is an oc insert from the modern world. amicitia’s are related to ulrics in this. i haven’t touched this au in years wow

styx ulric verse: nxy and selena have a third sibling. styx is an oc insert with game knowledge who is wesk’s daughter and absolutely determined that her brother is gonna live. makes a name for herself as both an academic and a heretic. half the tag is fake tweets

nox fleuret bastard verse: amatus (mat) is sylva’s bastard son. he runs from tenebrae when niflheim invades when he’s a kid. he becomes a glaive marries nyx makes a life for himself and then oh the captain who is like their father is the man who murdered his mother

virtus fic: oc glaive who died in the long night time travels, understandably has issues, rescues baby noct from the marilith. also on ao3. trying desperatelt to work on the next chapter of this cos i got a really nice comment recently

ramuhson au: again, selfexplanatory. nyx is ramuh’s son

that one au were somnus is actually a decent human being: somnus isn’t a dick. he stands with his brother. bahamut is far more of one by forcing him

ardyn king of galahd verse: galahd still recongises ardyn as their king, nyx is ramuh’s chosen. obviously this causes problems when ardyn appears in the lucian throne room and all of galahd recongises him as their lost king

uncle cor au: cor is nyx and selena’s uncle

si!somnus verse: somnus is an oc insert with game and medical knowledge. is fully determined to save his brother. bahamut doesn’t care and somnus is forced to kill his brother anyway. somnus is cursed and eventually reunites with his brother. one day i will actually write this fic

oc assassin aldercapt verse: aris is an oc thief/assassin reincarnated as aldercapt’s son. sentinal guide au. aris fakes his own death blows up half the palace and runs away to insomnia only to be eventually recognised by arydn who still terrifies him

titus has a kid verse: abo au where titus has a daughter who is being held hostage to make titus do what niflheim wants. she escapes and spends years searching for a cure for the glauca parasite in her dad. eventually joins the glaive under a fake id to do this

cor bastard kid verse: cor has a kid. kid is a nursing student who used ot tutor prompto. he adopted the kid basically

yan conall royal bastard with regrets au: yan is regis’ bastard child. he’s a hunter. he does not realise the kid he saves is actually his brother until too late cos regis - who doesn’t recognise who he is - drags him back to insomnia for a reward and yan is full of many regrets

wolfshifter ardyn au: ardyn is a wolfshifter. on his trip to niflheim, cor comes back with a wolf and a baby. somewhat crackish

aulea has a sister: who is an archaeologist. she’s on a dig when noct is born and her sister dies and anyway noct grows up with an aunt who loves him and is also like fuck that prophecy historically they’re bullshit

ghosts of our souls: nyx and noct are platonic soulmates. when one of your dies the other one follows them around as a ghost. you don’t know you’re soulmates until one of you is dead. there’s time travel. regis is very confuzzled

ardyn and nyx are timelords: ardynson au where ardyn’s mum was a timelady and so nyx and ardyn go on adventures in her tardis

clown and the accursed: verse where allen walker (d.gray-man) is born as ardyn’s son

nyx is zack reborn: self explanatory

apollo kid yeeted into eos: kid from pjo gets a prophecy. gets yeeted into eos. i never got very far with this one cos i forgot to write down where i was going with it

MT reincarnate siblings: a handful of the MT’s are reincarnates. one is Tobirama (naruto). another is a soldier from ffvii. the last is a scientist from solheim. they live in altissia

#submission #...i think that's everything?#wow i forgot half of these existed lol #ffxv #my fic

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queenoffishingandcookies · 2 months

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My back has been a bitch for the last several days, which makes for Noctis angst, I guess.

Long story short for several of my headcanons that I am Too Lazy to write out at the moment, Noctis got starscourge when the Marilith attacked and Sylva, while healing him, essentially burned the scourge away with her powers.

(I have a whole thing about Oracle’s powers being able to heal wounds, while generally non-Oracle Fleuret’ simply bolster the body’s healing, not to mention male Fleuret having magic predisposed to combat and being known as Templars, and a whole things on male Oracles despite canon -)

Thing is, the starscourge sort of merges with magic. We see it in Ardyn, he’s not like others who outright become daemons and he can still use his magic (at least, the Armiger, if not elemancy and healing). Similarly, in DOTF, Lunafreya mentions something about the power of the Oracle holding the effect of the ‘scourge back (which Ravus, as a man, doesn’t have-).

SO.

The starscourge literally merging with his magic, his body trying to adapt and push it back and the strain, on top of injuries he’s already had, is killing him and -

On top of burning out the scourge, Sylva is frying parts of Noctis’ magic. Pruning it away, almost, like dead or moldy branches of rose bush in order to save the whole. And it’s agony in a way that healing of the Oracle isn’t meant to be (at least, not for anyone but the Oracle-)

I once read a really interesting post on the effects of starscourge on Noctis’s magic, and how it compares to how members of the kingsglaive and even Regis use magic (example being you don’t see many people using the flasks seen on Noctis in-game).

But, I was thinking, what if Noctis could use magic as he should normally be capable off, but at a cost.

When you’re a Lucis Caelum, everything comes at a cost.

It’s excruciating, it’s difficult, just like re-learning to warp after he’d been able to do so by years by simply sneezing was. Frustrating, even humiliating (if one paid attention to the private scorn of nobles and others behind closed doors or in corners of rooms -)

He was once able to light his fingertips aflame like candle wicks, building palaces of snow and ice, and craft miniature storms without so much as an idle thought - but doing so after the Marilith, after Tenebrae -

It’s a raw, searing pain that cuts straight through muscle tissue and bone. It feels as though his blood is boiling, bubbling, the ceaseless flow of molten rock scorching everything in it’s path, his back tearing open beneath the sharpened steel of a blade’s edge over and over again.

It’s not the pull of his life force being pulled away to make what is dead more tangible to the living, like swinging the royal arms - imprints of his ancestor’s souls - around. It’s not like the total exhaustion and feverish state that follows summoning an Astral (or an astral using him as a tether to the land in moment’s of peril).

It’s energy, so much of it, a physical weight on his shoulders and under his skin, and there’s still traces of the late Oracle-Queen’s touch and the starscourge’s corruption and it burns.

(As magic does, as it has always done-)

Then there’s the lack of control over his powers following the attack, how much a ‘magic fit’ hurts when he does lose control, how he has to bottle it up and probably still does in the future because of how badly it hurts, and what little control he does regain (i.e weaving Magic and elements and storing it in flasks).

Just. Noctis not being able to utilize his powers to the full extent, like the Kingsglaive, like his father. It’s not because it’s gone, or because he hadn’t recovered from the scourge (as much as recovery was possible-)

It’s agonizing, it’s damn near uncontrollable past what he was able to relearn and grasp. And when he does use it, does lose control- it’s even worse.

His flasks, which detonate on impact with a target, while not controllable once cast - they are predictable. Those with him, once outside the radish of the blast, are safe.

With his magic, if he lets his control slip in the pain, there’s not an estimated radius, a safe space to retreat to - and losing control of it is arguably more dangerous than losing control of a flask. It’s not a blast, but a wave that encroaches on everyone and everything around if allowed to.

And I already have a general post on Lucis Caelum Magic. Noctis is in a shitty situation, basically. Damned if you do (use magic) and damned if you don’t.

TLDR:

Noctis is able to use magic outside of the flasks, outside of the warping and phasing he utilizes on. He is able to use the raw elements and heal like the Kingsglaive, like his father - but it’s excruciatingly painful for him because of lasting Starscourge/Oracle damage, think of scar tissue, and easy to lose control of.

While recovering, before and after Tenebrae, he did lose control on occasion and the additional pain he was in afterwards was…not pretty. Neither was the zone of destruction. So Noctis has to also hold it in, keep tabs on it, and the build-up of magical energy is equally bad for him.

#ffxv headcanons #ffxv #noctis headcanons #noctis lucis caelum #does this constitute as Noctis Whump?

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seradyn · 1 year

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Rules for Requests

I’ve had this account for about a year and have just now realized I don’t have any rules for asks/requests, so I decided to make some! 😁

Ground Rules

I’m always happy to write, but please read these before you make a request!

Do not read my writing if you are not 18+. Some of it may include things that are disturbing to some, so please be mindful of TWs.

I’m only willing to write for the fandoms I am interested in. I do not feel I could do justice to those I have no knowledge or experience with. I primarily write F!Reader x Character, but I am also happy to write ships, scenarios, etc. (see below for more details).

I am also happy to answer personal questions, though I will not give you identifying information.

What I will write:

Head cannons

Drabbles/one-shots

Scenarios/Prompts

Short stories

Ships

Cannon

AUs

Reader x Character/Cannon

Gore and violence

Sexual content, including noncon

Fluff, angst

LGBTQ+

What I will not write:

Abuse

Yandere

Your OCs (….except maybe Cahl. Iykyk 😘)

Polyships

Love triangles

Underage

Genderbending

If your ask features racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, xenophobia, or is in any way built around presenting hate in a positive way, I will block you. I will not tolerate your bigotry.

This is an 18+ blog, meaning I am willing to write NSFW and sensitive topics. However, this is still down to my discretion; I will decide on a case by case basis what I am comfortable writing. You’re always free to ask, but please don’t take it personally if I do not feel comfortable fulfilling your request 😊

Fandoms

This list is of all the fandoms and their characters that I’m willing to write. Please do not ask for things outside of this list, because I probably won’t want to write it. However, the list is subject to change.

The characters are listed in order from most interested to least interested, and any characters not listed I will not write for. Fandoms are in no particular order.

FFXV

Ardyn, Chocobros, Ravus, Cor, Areana, Lunafreya, Nyx

FFVII

Sephiroth, First Class SOLDIERS, Zack, Cloud, Turks, Remnants, Rufus, Vincent

The Evil Within

Ruben Victoriano/Ruvik, Sebastian Castellanos, Leslie Withers, Juli Kidman, Joseph Oda

Resident Evil Village

Karl Heisenberg

Baldur’s Gate 3

Astarion Ancunin, Zevlor

I do not accept commissions, or payment for my work. I’m doing this purely for the fun of it. However, this means the turn around for requests may be longer, if I get flooded with them, have irl stuff to deal with, or am working on my own fanfics. Please be patient 💕

Everything I write will be posted to my Masterlist and AO3, unless they’re really sort.

Please do not copy or plagiarize my work.

Thank you for taking the time to read! Feel free to send me an ask/request, or just chat me up 😁😁

#been thinking about making one of these for a while #finally decided to do it #hope it makes it easier for y’all to submit requests :)#fanfic #fanfiction #ffxv #final fantasy xv #final fantasy 15 #ff15 #ffvii #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #ff7 #the evil within #tew

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niansue · 1 year

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Promptis Soulmate AU

I don’t have a grand story planned with parts for this but I wanted to get the idea out there anyway cause if I don’t now I might never~

Everyone gets a soulmate mark. It is said they’re given to them by the astrals themselves but no one’s really sure where they came from. The mark itself does not fully reveal itself instantly one day. Instead, it shows a bit of itself one day and in the next few days it’ll be filled out. People get it during the early years of their life when they’re a child.

The only exception is Prompto because of reasons he doesn’t know ;;>3>) The only thing marking his body is a tattoo but even he knows it can’t be a mark.

Noctis got a first glimpse of his on his back during a trip. On the way back his mark got scraped off when the Marilith attacked before it could fully form. Ever since then Noct doesn’t like talking about it or about soulmates in general.

The basic story of this au was just that things would loosely follow the main story just w/ soulmate stuff mixed. I’ll keep the rest under a “keep reading” so this doesn’t get too long ;;^u^)

Some specific stuff about the story would be that Noct would harbor a crush on Prompto during high school and vice versa. The typical angst would go on cause they both hate talking about soulmates but everyone else doesn’t lol

Prompto thinks Noct might be the same as him until Noct tells him about what happened to his mark. Prompto tells him he hasn't got his yet.

The treaty still happens and because Luna has a mark on her back everyone thinks there’s a good chance at her being Noct’s soulmate. Noct talks to Luna about all this through the notebook and she has no clue if she’s his soulmate or not.

The boys then go on the trip to Altissa. Feelings ensue lol Anyways the same shit happens with Ardyn. Prom finds out why he doesn’t have a mark and the boys all get back together like the story. During a break Prompto tells Noct the truth about his mark.

During their fight w/ daemon Ravus, Prompto defends Noctis from taking a fatal blow and gets a nasty injury to his back. Before he blacks out he weakly says “We’re matching~”. Cue ten years lol. The boys get together for the last time before the final battle. The end

#well look at that #had this in my drafts for forever #if ya wanna know how long #I actually got this idea during prompts week #cause there was a soulmate prompt #that I didn't do.......#I'm pretty sure it's been like 2 years now jfkdsajfdkls #now it's been longer #how long idk and I don't wanna count fdjklsfj #it's finally time to post this cause I'm tired of looking at it in my drafts

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ravusnightblossom · 1 year

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KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. ( REPOST DO NOT REBLOG ! )

Well, this seems like a good way to close out the new year. xo

○ name: Fox

○ pronouns: She/Her (You can refer to me however you want, though.)

○ preference of communication: It depends, honestly... With some people I prefer Discord, with some it’s other ways. I’m kinda’ introverted communicating with anyone I’m not fairly close to.

○ name of muse(s): Oh man... Let’s see, there’s Ravus Nox Fleuret (this blog,) Lunafreya Nox Fleuret - @lunaedivine, Tate Langdon - @preparing-for-the-noble-war, Ardyn - @an-mallaithe , Margaery Tyrell - @thorned-soul , Chrissy Cunningham - @thechrissycunningham ; and my multi with a whole slew of others - @down-the-fox-den . My less actives are my OC, Amira Trae - @kindlingthedawn , Dorian Pavus - @fior-dha-fein and a couple side blogs.

○ platforms you’ve used: Uuuuh... Tumbles, Livejournal, Discord, Myspace, ICQ, etc... I’m old.

○ best experience: I found my best friend through Ravus. Seriously, I couldn’t imagine my life without @dragcnlxrd in it. We’re two completely different types of people, but it works for us. Ironically, Lysander and Ravus are also polar opposites, but the balance makes it work. I think her and I are the same.

○ rp pet peeves / dealbreakers: Drama, plain and simple. (I’m leaving Kay’s answer here.)

○ fluff, angst, or smut: I do love some good fluff. There’s so much shit in the world that sometimes it’s comforting to vicariously feel that content. That said, angst is also FUN sometimes. It’s enticing to explore every side of a character. As for smut, I do enjoy writing it from time to time, but it has to be chemistry-based and fall into plot. I don’t really enjoy writing lewd content just to do it. Maybe that’s my asexual arse showing.

○ plots or memes: Plots, if I have to choose. I like memes, but just as one-offs to explore interactions.

○ best time to write: Hmm. Late. Or early, you could say. I’m a night owls, so midnight to 4am ish. I can generally only write when interruptions are at a minimum; no outside noises, no phones ringing, etc.

○ are you like your muse(s): Well, let’s face it, most anyone who has devoted themselves to a character for an exceptionally long time ends up incorporating a few of their own traits and quirks into their muse. Of course we try to write out their quirks and behaviours, but sometimes it’s nice to add in something we can relate to. For example, Ravus shares my dislike of sweets, unless it involves fresh fruits (especially strawberries,) something I actually didn’t know was canon until later years. We also both love cats, which interestingly seems to be a fanon takeaway on him. Ardyn... We both loathe society and social constructs, plus we have many theological beliefs. Lunafreya... We’re both empathetic pushovers with intrigue in holistic well-being. I haven’t really hashed out many other similarities with my other muses, yet. Or, if I did, it would be more an essay than a questionnaire meme.

tagged by: @therebekahmikaelson (Thank you my dear! ♥)

tagging: If you’re reading this, consider yourself tagged if you want to do it! ALL OF YOU.

#(ooc; “Mun speaks!”)

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thornofarose01 · 1 year

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Never Let Me Go: Chapter Twenty-Seven

Masterlist Chapter Twenty-Six Chapter Twenty-Eight

Word Count: 1,214

Tag List: @arrthurpendragon @seankayser

Another author's note: Another NSFW chapter, because Gaia needs a break from all the angst.

Gaia got confirmation of something she never expected: she was pregnant. This revelation added to her stress about everything, but with Ravus's reassurance that he will be there for her, she presses onward in her journey. But not without spending one more night with her lover...

I pulled away from our embrace after a moment. "I'm going to head back to your room," I smiled. "I just want to lay down and relax."

"I'll join you," Ravus nodded. He kissed my forehead, and we walked back to his room. I heard the faint click of a lock as I sat on the bed.

"What's with locking the door?" I teased with a smile.

"Just in case one of your friends decides to barge in like last time," He chuckled, sitting down next to me. He pulled me closer to him, kissing my neck.

"Ah, I see," I moaned softly. I shrugged off my jacket and tossed it on the floor. He slipped his good hand under my shirt, fumbling with the clasp of my bra.

"Here, I'll take my bra off, and you take your coat off," I laughed softly as I quickly tossed my shirt to the side. Ravus just nodded, seeming to tease me as he slowly removed his coat. I added my bra to the pile of discarded clothing before kissing him again.

He gently cupped my breasts in his hands, the contrast of the cold prosthetic and the warmth of his good hand, causing me to moan again. "Listen to you," he smirked against my lips. "You already sound so lewd."

He gently pushed me so that I was lying on the bed before getting on top of me. "It's not my fault they're sensitive- Ravus!" I cut myself off, whining his name as he kissed one of my breasts and then the other.

"Sensitive?" He asked. "My apologies, I didn't know." He switched to kissing my neck as he hooked a few fingers around the waistband of my pants. "I'll make it up to you."

Once he had removed my pants, he backed himself closer to the edge of the bed. I gasped when he kissed my inner thigh. He just looked up at me and chuckled softly.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he removed my underwear as well.

"Just relax, Gaia," Ravus smiled, kissing my thigh again, this time closer to my pussy. "I said I would make it up to you. You know you can tell me to stop if you don't like what I'm doing."

I nodded, resting my head against one of the pillows. "I trust you," I responded with a smile.

"I love you so much," he muttered, his lips still pressed against my thigh. He gently placed one hand on my stomach, keeping my hips against the mattress. He looked up at me with a smirk before slowly running his tongue over my folds.

I felt my body tense up from the new sensation, a soft moan escaping my lips. Ravus raised an eyebrow, glancing up at me again. "Keep going," I reassured.

He hummed softly in acknowledgment. I bit back another wanton moan as his tongue dipped further into my pussy. I ran my fingers through his hair as he slowly, teasingly slowly, traced his tongue in circles.

"You taste divine," he purred, pulling away just long enough to speak before continuing his teasing.

I gently tugged on his hair, my whimpers and moans filling the air. Just when I felt myself getting close, however, he pulled away.

"You suck," I huffed, rolling my eyes playfully.

"Oh? It sounded like you were enjoying that," he chuckled as he removed his remaining clothes.

"Then finish the job," I laughed as he quickly got on top of me. He kissed me once more, and I could taste my juices on his lips. I ground my hips against him again, causing us both to moan.

"So loud, my love. Are you that excited?" Ravus teased as he just barely lined his cock up with my entrance. He seemed to shudder a bit, his eyes fluttering closed as he thrust himself inside.

"Wait," I panted. "Is this safe?"

"Yes," Ravus nodded. "I wouldn't even attempt this if it wasn't safe for you."

I nodded slightly, wrapping my legs around his waist. "Alright," I smiled.

Once he was certain I was comfortable, he set a quick yet gentle pace. "Gods, I missed how you feel," he groaned. His normally stoic expression was replaced with one of pleasure. As if he couldn't look any sexier, I thought, my moans accenting his in a perfect display of lust.

I arched my back, pressing my chest against his as my hands roamed his back. "I missed this too," I whispered, "I'm so happy we got the chance."

His magitek arm drifted to my waist, grabbing my hip and pushing himself even further inside. I didn't complain. If anything, I wanted him to take control.

He continued to pound into me, the pace he set earlier starting to come undone. It was almost like he could sense I was close.

"Fuck, Ravus, keep going," I panted, digging my nails into his back. "Keep going."

"With pleasure," he smirked. He kissed me again, his lips crushing against mine. There was so much need in just that kiss alone.

I gasped and moaned against his lips, my walls tightening around him. "Fuck, Ravus," I managed to utter between moans as he continued slamming into me, riding out my orgasm. "Gods, you're so amazing!"

Once I came down from my high, he pulled out. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked at him with a smile. "Why didn't you keep going?" I asked, tilting my head slightly. "Or were you already satisfied?"

"You already bring me enough pleasure," Ravus smiled, lying down beside me. "I just wanted you to feel the same."

I nodded as he pulled me closer to him. "I'm so lucky to be with you," I sighed happily.

"As am I," he mumbled, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. He gently placed his hand on my stomach as he kissed my neck for a moment. "I'm so happy we are going to have a family."

"Are you tired?" I asked, laughing quietly.

"It's been a long day," he responded.

I nodded. "I know we're going to continue to Gralea tomorrow morning. Will you be okay?"

"I'm not afraid of the empire, Gaia. I have business there as well." Ravus pulled away and pulled the covers over us.

"Maybe you can come with us?" I asked, rolling over, so I was facing him. "Safety in numbers, after all."

"I don't think Noctis and Gladiolus would be too keen on that idea," he sighed. "I'll be fine on my own. If anything, I am more worried about if you'll be okay."

I kissed him for a moment. "I've got Noct and the others. And I'm not an invalid yet, I can still fight."

"Just don't push yourself."

I cuddled up next to him, closing my eyes. "I won't, I know my limits."

He kissed my forehead, wrapping his arms around me again. "I know you do, but I don't think the others know."

"Babe," I laughed. "They know my limits. They just don't know about us going to have a kid. I don't think now is a good time to tell them either."

"I understand," he hummed.

I found myself drifting off. It was so easy to fall asleep in Ravus's arms, even if I was still worried about Prompto...

#final fantasy xv #final fantasy 15 #ff15 #ffxv #oc fanfiction #oc fanfic #oc x canon #pregnancy mention #original character #gaia machina #rosetheotaku writes

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ao3feed-ignoct · 2 years

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Where Your Destiny Lies

read it on AO3 Here

by 7ShadowsUnleased, Crazyloststar

Noctis Lucis Caelum and Ignis Scientia were two of the biggest stars in the world of figure skating. Then a life-changing injury ended Ignis' career, leaving Noctis to carry the torch for both of them.

The chocobros travel to Niflheim in the skating offseason to work on creating a new program for Noctis and do some training on new ice, and hopefully take some kickass pictures while they're there.

But along the way, tensions rise between Ignis and Noctis and the quartet are forced to reckon with both Ignis' unresolved baggage and Noctis' dogged determination to top the podium.

Words: 15357, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Prompto Argentum, Gladiolus Amicitia, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Ignis Scientia, Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, Ravus Nox Fleuret, Aranea Highwind

Relationships: Gladiolus Amicitia/Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia, Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum, Noctis Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia, Gladiolus Amicitia/Prompto Argentum, Prompto Argentum/Ignis Scientia, Gladiolus Amicitia/Ignis Scientia, Noctis Lucis Caelum/Gladiolus Amicitia Noctis Lucis Caelum & Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, Prompto Argentum & Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, Aranea Highwind/Ravus Nox Fleuret, minor and background relationships

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Magic No Prophecy (Final Fantasy XV), Alternate Universe - Professional Ice Skaters, Alternate Universe - Skating, mention of past injury, past career-ending injury, Angst, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Hurt and comfort, Polyamory, Established Relationship, Vacation, Lunafreya Nox Fleuret is a Good Friend, OT4, mention of alcohol consumption, Depression, Intrusive Thoughts, Polyship Roadtrip, but they took a plane, what happens if you ride the eagles to Mordor but XV and no one dies, there are no rings in this fic tho only rinks, written for the FFXV 2022 Collab Event

read it on AO3 Here

#ao3feed #fanfic #ignoct #Ignis Scientia #Noctis Lucis Caelum #final fantasy #ffxv

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bvlgae · 2 years

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𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐑

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NAME: Soda

PRONOUNS: He/Him & They/Them

NAME OF MUSE(S): Ravus Nox Fleuret

RP EXPERIENCE/HOW LONG: I’ve been writing since I was a kid, but I started rping in chat rooms when I was 13.

PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: AOL chat rooms, forums like ProBoards, AIM, SMS, Skype, LiveJournal, MMORPGs (WoW and FFXIV), Discord, Tumblr

BEST EXPERIENCE: TBH, what I’ve got with @cloudvii and @serafim has spiraled into some very INTERESTING dynamics that I haven’t gotten to explore with Ravus before!

RP PET PEEVES/DEALBREAKERS: Passive-aggression and feeling entitled to my life/energy/tine. I hate it when people try to force shit on me, especially if I’ve already explicitly stated I don’t want to. Also, NOT READING MY RULES OR ABOUT.

FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT?: I love Angst, Fluff comes a distant second, then NSFW/Smut is like strictly on a “if I feel like i’m doing okay” basis. I treat writing smut like everything else, but sometimes I feel like I suck at it and it makes me self-conscious.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: Long.

TIME TO WRITE: Whenever my hell brain feels like it.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): Not really, but sometimes I’ll project stuff like similar issues onto them such as C-PTSD, Autism, or bipolar.

Tagged by: Stole it.

Tagging: Steal it!

#♘ Dash Games #♘ MUNDAY

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ffxvficrec · 2 days

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by Anonymous While convalescing in Altissia, Ignis recives a visitor in the form of Ravus Nox Fleuret. Words: 1585, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Ravus Nox Fleuret , Ignis Scientia Relationships: Ravus Nox Fleuret/Ignis Scientia Additional Tags: Canon Disabled Character , Missing Scene , Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD , Episode Ignis DLC , Angst , Hurt/an attempt at comfort , Implied/Referenced Character Death

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

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ravianefleurentia · 6 months

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Tag 27. T(ea)-Time (Ravus x Luna) FF XV

Gemeinsam mit ihrem großen Bruder Ravus saß Prinzessin Lunafreya von Tenebrae in dem kleinen Salon und tranken einen Tee. Es war ihr Wunsch gewesen so mal etwas Zeit mit dem Oberkommandanten zu verbringen.

"Danke, dass du dem zugestimmt hast! Ich weiß ja das du nicht viel Zeit hast und viel arbeiten musst!" sprach sie sanftmütig und lächelte. "Die paar Minuten habe ich schon, alles gut! Und außerdem ist der Tee wirklich gut!" meinte der Ältere und genoss den Moment. Luna war wirklich froh, dass ihr Bruder sich gebessert hatte.

Der tot ihrer Mutter hatte alles verändert. Erst war Ravus von Hass zerfressen aber lernte dann für seine Schwester da zu sein und sich um sie zu kümmern. Immerhin konnte er sie schließlich nicht mit allem alleine lassen.

Seine Haare hingen ihm im Gesicht und sein Blick spiegelte sich in seiner Teetasse. "Wäre ich stärker gewesen, hätte ich sie retten können!" murmelte der Silberhaarige vor sich hin. "Es ist doch nicht deine Schuld!" hauchte Luna sanft. "Doch! Ich war nicht stark genug!" murmelte er und schlug auf den Tisch vor sich.

"Bruder!" meinte die Prinzessin und griff nach seiner Hand. Er knurrte nur und war wütend. "Du hast dein Bestes gegeben!" flüsterte sie nun. Ihr Blick war liebevoll und verständnisvoll. Sanft strich sie seinen Handrücken. "Ich bin auf jeden Fall stolz auf dich!" fügte sie noch hinzu.

"Danke, Lunafreya!" meinte er nun sanft und schenkte ihr ein leichtes Lächeln. "Nichts zu Danken! Und jetzt sei nicht mehr traurig!" kicherte sie und rutschte nähr an ihren Bruder heran. Ravus betrachtete sie und trank seinen Tee.

Die Blondine beobachtete ihren Bruder eine Weile. "Weißt du, das du viel zu selten lächelst?" fragte sie nun und stieß Ravus sanft in die Seite. Sofort zuckte er heftig zusammen und spuckte seinen Tee aus. "L...Lass das!" knurrte er nun und sah sie an. Luna kicherte nur. "Ich wusste ja gar nicht, dass du kitzlig bist! Das ist eine interessante Information!" meinte sie frech. "Lunafreya!" murrte Ravus nur.

Doch brachte es Luna nur dazu weiter zu machen. Sanft ließ sie ihre Hand seine Seite erkunden. Der Oberkommandant versuchte aufzustehen aber seine Schwester ließ ihm keine Wahl. "Luna..." meinte er nun etwas bedrohlicher als sonst.

Und wieder machte sich die Prinzessin nichts daraus und ärgerte weiter. Immer wieder stach sie ihm in die Seite, was ihn nun zum kichern brachte. "Höhöhör ahahauf!" fauchte er genervt. Der Silberhaarige fad es absolut kindisch und das Kitzeln war kein Gefühl welches er mochte.

Nach einigen Minuten versuchte er sich nun zu befreien, was ihm aber immer noch nicht gelang. Lachend saß er da und konnte nichts machen. "Hahahahahaha nihihihihihihicht hahahahaha..." lachte er und wand sich unter den Fingern seiner Schwester. Er hatte keine Chance, da er sie sonst verletzen müsste und das wollte er auf keinen Fall.

"Ach komm schon Ravus! Ich will doch nur das du lachst!" kicherte die Jüngere und genoss es sichtlich. "Höhöhöhöhör ahahahahahauf hahahahaha..." knurrte er unter seinem Lachen und zuckte immer mehr.

Doch auch jetzt hörte sie nicht auf. Nun konnte er es nicht mehr ertragen und versuchte sie mit seiner Prothese vorsichtig wegzuschieben. "AHHH..." schrie Luna schmerzerfüllt, als Ravus abrutschte und ihren Arm aufriss. "LUNAFREYA!" rief er und hielt inne.

Blut lief über das Metall. Luna hatte Tränen in den Augen, sprang auf und rannte aus dem Zimmer. Zurück blieb nur ein von Schuldgefühlen zerfressener Ravus. "Was habe ich getan?" fragte er sich selbst und blickte auf das rote Metall.

Von diesem Tag an hasste er es gekitzelt zu werden. Diese Erinnerungen hatten sich tief eingebrannt und dieser Schmerz in seinem Herzen saß zu fest.

Doch an dem Tag als er Ignis zum ersten mal traf, wusste er, dass er dieses Gefühl wieder spüren würde. Die Angst ihn zu verletzen lag immer noch auf ihm und seine Handlungen waren anfangs abweisend aber nach einer Weile konnte er das Kitzeln ohne Probleme zulassen und genoss es sogar.

#tickletober #tickletober 2023 #final fantasy xv tickling

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cyan-pickaxe · 1 year

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Thinking about Ravus angst

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animakupo · 6 years

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Dearest Heart (Ravus x Reader)

COME ONE COME ALL TO SOME RAVUS FLANGST BROUGHT TO YOU BY A LAMEASS (me) AS REQUESTED BY @aeciru !!!!!!

From the prompt list:

#8: “I don’t need you anymore.”

#20: “Please don’t hurt me like this.”

#59: “You own my heart.”

I did all aforementioned prompts despite having the option to choose just one because there just isn’t enough love for Ravus ok!!!!! I took the liberty to adjust the prompts accordingly to fit with the dialogue though.

ALSO. BOY OH BOY WAS WRITING THIS A CHALLENGE. Ravus and Luna speak in a really eloquent and flowery manner, so I did my best apply such a style and drop contractions here and there whenever I saw fit. I went back and forth with several sections here just to beef up the story and make the relationship and history with Rea more developed and fluid. (((((idk why but i felt pressured to do our boye real good)))))) (i hope i delivered)

(keeping just ravus in character is hard okkkkk)

Speaking of!!!! I read that smol Ravus was actually really nice and kind, so I wrote him as such in the beginning. He becomes the Giant Angst Bean™ that we all know and love later on.

Title was inspired by @birdsandivory who often tags posts relating to their s/o as “dearest heart.” I thought it was the most DARLING thing ever, so I hope you don’t mind that I took that as inspiration!!

Tagging @thatoneawkwardfanthing and @lokewight who asked to be tagged!

i hope you all enjoy this ; w ;

word count: 5.3k+ words, fluff and angst, soft Ravus and hard Ravus (not sexual ok), spoilers for Kingsglaive

Growing up within the walls of House Nox Fleuret was a privilege that not many were privy to. Luckily for you, your family maintained close ties to the royal family of Tenebrae, thus granting you access to the more personal side of the Nox Fleuret family.

Though you were shy, your parents insisted that you befriend the Nox Fleuret siblings as a show of goodwill. Something about “maintaining peace,” or whatever it was the adults often talked about.

When you were first brought to Tenebrae to meet the nation’s royal family, you were in awe of the region’s majestic architecture — was that an actual castle? — and its signature blue flora, the sylleblossom. Fenestala Manor blew you away in particular, so you were all the more enlivened when your parents explained that this would be your new living quarters.

It was a long time coming, your move to the Manor. After all, you were being groomed to become the Royal Advisor to rising generation of Nox Fleurets.

Upon your arrival at the Manor, Queen Sylva had greeted you personally with the warmest of receptions. She even offered you a brief hug after you clumsily bowed before her. The queen’s friendliness took you aback, but it made you feel all fuzzy on the inside. She was nice.

With Queen Sylva were her two children, a boy and a girl. The female of the two siblings gravitated towards you naturally. She called herself Lunafreya, and she had the sweetest eyes and kindest smile. You regarded her with awe of her beauty.

“This is my brother, Ravus,” Lunafreya introduced as she gestured for you to step closer towards her sibling.

“Welcome to Tenebrae,” Ravus greeted with a friendly smile. “I do hope you enjoy your stay here.”

The different hues in Ravus’ eyes helped you maintain eye contact with him. “H-Hello,” you mumbled timidly. “I’m (Name).”

“What a lovely name!” Lunafreya clapped her hands excitedly as she looked to Ravus. “Wouldn’t you agree, Brother?”

Ravus nodded. “Indeed it is.”

You immediately blushed under their compliments. “Thank you,” you managed to let out, feeling the last of your discomfort crawl away from your skin. These two were good people, you could tell. Even though they were royalty, they welcomed you into their home — into their lives — with open arms.

That was the start of your allegiance to the royal family of Tenebrae.

“Princess,” you called. “It’s time for your lessons.”

“Oh (Name),” Lunafreya hummed from her bedroom. “Can’t we skip for once? Please?”

It had been several years since your life had first become interwoven with that of House Nox Fleuret’s. Since your initial meeting, you had only grown closer to both Lunafreya and Ravus at varying degrees.

Lunafreya was almost always attached to your hip. If she wasn’t busy with her duties, she was accompanied by Gentiana. Otherwise, she was often around you. You had come to love her like a sister and would do anything to keep that divine smile on her face.

On the other hand, you had also forged a very formidable friendship with the elder Nox Fleuret. You were closer to Ravus in age, so naturally, the two of you found a lot of things in common. In the years you had spent getting to know him, you had come to realize that Ravus was very much like his mother.

Unbelievably kind.

Incredibly accommodating.

So, so warm.

You were honored that Ravus felt safe enough around you to let his guard down and not just be himself, but also show his softer side to you.

You wanted to think that you were at least somewhat special to him in that regard.

These days, you weren’t sure what to make of the butterflies that went wild in your tummy whenever you were around Ravus, but spending time with him always made you giddy and caused your heart to race. It was hard not to smile in his presence.

“Your mother would have my head if I allowed another absence, Princess.”

“She would not!” the young blonde retorted as she fixed her fringe in place. “Mother is much too nice for such barbaric extremes.”

“Perhaps not,” you replied, a teasing smile sneaking its way onto your face, “but if Her Highness won’t have my head, then it will be your brother who may scold me if I continue to be soft on you.”

“That won’t happen,” Lunafreya assured you, a knowing smirk on her otherwise delicate face. “Ravus adores you.”

You immediately flushed at her statement. “H-He…! He does not!”

“Oh, but he does. In fact, Ravus-”

“Are you speaking ill of me again, dearest sister?” Ravus’ voice interrupted from the doorway.

You spun around to face him, feeling embarrassed that he had nearly caught onto what his sister had been insinuating. “My Prince!” You bowed before him, trying to keep the warmth in your cheeks at bay.

“At ease,” he said, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder to set you upright again. “How many times must I insist that ‘Ravus’ is enough?”

“My apologies.”

“And how many times must I defend my honor in front of you, brother dearest?” Lunafreya challenged teasingly, staring indignantly at her older sibling with her hands on her hips. “When have I ever spoken ill of you?”

“If we count all the instances,” he said, “then you will most surely miss your lessons, and we cannot allow that, now can we?”

Ravus glanced at you then, his dual-colored eyes holding a playful glint. You took this as a sign to usher your charge out the door and off to her obligations.

“I-Indeed, we cannot!”

Lunafreya threw her hands up in the air, exasperated. “Ah, I can only take so much when the two of you bully me together! Off I go, then.”

“We-! We weren’t bullying you, Lady Luna-” Your impending apology was cut short with the realization that Lunafreya had already left. Flustered, you turned to Ravus and asked, “She’s not… She’s not angry with me, is she?”

Ravus chuckled, waving his hand to dismiss your fears. “Fret not, dear (Name). My sister merely jests.”

You let out a sigh of relief. “Lady Lunafreya will be the death of me one of these days.”

“As she will be for me, as well.”

His reply caused a few giggles to escape your lips. Once your small bout of laughter tapered, you found Ravus to be looking at you with what appeared to be fondness in his eyes. His gaze made you blush, so you opted to break the silence by bringing the attention back to him.

“So how may I be of service of you today, my Prince?” you asked, returning to your well-mannered front.

Ravus sighed at your ignorance of his name yet again. “Yes, I’ve come to you in need of a favor, actually.”

“Oh? A favor?” You looked at him questioningly, your curiosity piqued. “I will do my best to be of assistance to you, my-”

“Ravus,” he repeated sternly, though his eyes remained tender. “When we are in private, kindly refer to me by my name.”

‘I take it back,’ you thought, feeling your cheeks burn all the more thanks to Ravus’ sweet plea. ‘It is the prince who will be the death of me, not the princess.’

“R-Ravus,” you tested, feeling lighter at the sight of elation on the prince’s face upon the utterance of his name from your mouth.

“Much better.”

You had to keep it together to stop yourself from swooning at his dazzling smile. At the age of 15, Ravus had grown well into his body, and by the looks of it, he would only continue to grow as the years go by. His face had matured some from the time when you first met as children, and while his features sharpened, his kindness had not wavered.

Especially not around you.

“U-Um… Ravus. Ahem. What is this favor you speak of?”

“You have heard of the upcoming ball, have you not?”

“Ah, yes.” You nodded, thinking back on the invitations you had glossed over just a few days prior. “The one celebrating our nation, correct?”

“That is the one. May I ask if you will be preoccupied then?”

You did a mental scan of your duties and responsibilities leading up to the ball. “I may need to assist Lady Lunafreya,” you answered, “but otherwise, I will be present at the sidelines in the event that my aid is needed for the remainder of the night.”

“I don’t suppose you would like to attend as a guest of the family?” Ravus quietly proposed.

Your brows furrowed. What need of Ravus required you to attend as a guest of House Nox Fleuret? You would already be present at the ball anyhow, so the invitation seemed odd as it was rather unnecessary.

Regardless, attending as a guest of House Nox Fleuret meant that the festivities would at least be a little more entertaining, what with the company of Lunafreya and Ravus making everything a little more enjoyable.

It also meant that you would by their side for most of the night, and that alone seemed more appealing than having to lurk in the shadows by yourself.

“That is a very generous offer, my- Ravus.” You winced at how your correction made it sound like you had referred to the prince as ‘yours,’ but you trudged on, hoping he hadn’t taken notice of your slip up. “I would be honored to-”

You were stopped by Ravus clearing his throat. “I’m afraid I failed to clarify.” Dusting off imaginary dirt from his sleeve, he added, “Would you be willing to attend the ball as my guest?”

You blinked up at him, caught off guard at the offer. “A-As…? As your…?”

He huffed a little uncharacteristically. “As my date.”

“Ah.”

An awkward silence enveloped the room. On your part, you were unsure as to how to respond to Ravus’ request. While there was no denying that you would be more than happy to accompany him to the ball — as his date, no less — when it came right down to it, you were torn between your personal sentiments towards the prince and what was expected of you as his Royal Advisor.

Perhaps it was because you were in your teenage years — being just a year younger than Ravus — but it was quite evident to you that you had begun to develop some feelings for your charge. It was a bit of a pickle for you, because it became a challenge having to keep your feelings at bay without crossing the line of what was considered proper.

Though your relationship with the Nox Fleuret family was definitely friendly and familiar, it was still encased in decorum and your respective obligations not just to each other, but to the nation of Tenebrae as well.

Thus, Ravus’ proposal practically blindsided you. You weren’t so naive as to presume he harbored some sort of romantic feelings for you as well, but you could hope, couldn’t you? He wasn’t required to bring a date to the ball; you knew, because you helped piece the occasion together. So what was he doing here, asking you of all people to come with him?

Your nerves and apprehension over how to approach Ravus’ offer must have shown on your face, as he immediately backtracked, saying, “You are not obligated to accept, of course.” Was he worried that you would only say yes because you thought you had to? “I am well aware that such gatherings are not to your taste. Thus, my request may be more of a nuisance than anything, so-”

“Yes.”

Ravus’ rambling came to a halt. “I… beg your pardon?”

“Yes, Ravus.” You gave him a bright smile, hoping it would convey enough of your feelings for him to understand. “I would be delighted to accompany you to the ball, if it won’t be too much trouble for you.”

His shoulders practically sagged in utmost relief. “No, never,” he said as a small smile began to bloom on his face. “You are not an inconvenience in the slightest.”

“So…” You looked away, feeling bashful over the how things had unfolded. “I shall see you then, my Prince?”

“You do me the greatest honor.” Ravus reached out to you and delicately grasped your hand in order to lay a soft kiss on it. “I shall see you then, my (Name).”

“Ex-Excuse me?” you blubbered, feeling your cheeks grow even warmer. “Your (Name)?”

“It’s only fair, is it not?” he asked, a teasing lilt in his voice. “I am your Ravus, and so in return, you are my (Name).”

“Th-That’s-!”

“I shall see you at the ball, dearest heart. Good day.”

And with that, Ravus not only left you a flustered mess, he took with him the rest of your heart as well.

You didn’t really mind, though.

You often look back on that time with much fondness and love. The ball was boring as expected, but being by Ravus’ side for the entirety of the night made it much, much more tolerable. Lunafreya sending the two of you some smug smiles also made for some amusement that night.

Despite the fact that you came as Ravus’ date, neither of you initiated the step to further your friendship into a romance. Both of you merely skirted around your feelings, too shy to do anything beyond the confines of your personal and professional lives together.

Lunafreya often urged you to take the initiative and allow the love between you and her brother to prosper, but you always evaded her prodding. In spite of Lunafreya’s unabashed approval and support, you believed that you were in no position to present your feelings to Ravus and expect some sort of reciprocation in the form of a romantic relationship.

No, you wanted it to come from him. You were merely his advisor and a childhood friend at best. There was no way you were going to burden him with your feelings, not when you were unsure if this was what he really wanted with you. If he was not going to take the step forward, then you would adjust to his pace, as you have done all these years.

You were content with remaining by his side. Whether it be as his advisor, his friend, or his lover… so long as you were with him, then that was more than enough for you.

Things changed just a year later with the death of Queen Sylva and the imperial control of Niflheim over Tenebrae.

Now, years later, you still remain by Ravus’ side. Many things have since changed, such as Lunafreya’s appointment as the new Oracle, as well as Ravus’ new occupation under Niflheim’s invasion.

No longer was he the prince of Tenebrae. Now, he was known as Ravus Nox Fleuret, the High Commander of the Imperial Army.

You still referred to him as your prince, though. Ravus would merely ignore the title as if you had never said it in the first place.

After the death of Queen Sylva, Lunafreya had pleaded with you to place your focus on her brother rather than on herself. You had objected, arguing that both she and Ravus were your responsibility. However, the young girl proved to you just how mature she was beyond her years when she countered that Ravus needed you more than she did.

“There is only so much that I can do for him,” she had admitted to you tearfully. “But you… you are his heart. Please, (Name), I beg of you. Please do not leave my brother’s side.”

“Lady Lunafreya…” You had held onto her as she fell apart in your arms. Right then and there, you swore that you would remain steadfast in your devotion to Ravus regardless of what life would throw at you.

“I promise.”

If only it were so easy.

At present, the young boy you came to know and love was nonexistent in the Ravus that stood before you today. Gone were the warm smiles and gentle eyes, now replaced by hardened glares and permanent scowls.

The death of his mother had clearly changed Ravus. Though you held him close to your heart, you struggled to reach him beyond the icy walls he had put up around his own heart. Still, you stood by him and remained at his side amidst all the changes he went through.

“My Prince,” you murmured timidly, stepping into Ravus’ office. “Your sister requests your presence for supper.”

“Tell her to proceed with her meal,” replied Ravus from a pile of papers he had not looked up from.

“My Prince, if I may.” Shutting the door behind you, you made your way across the room and settled in front of his desk. “It’s been several days since you last shared a meal with Lady Lunafreya. She merely misses your company, and-”

“How many times must I tell you?” Ravus abruptly stood up and sent you a cold glare. Though you had become used to such painful gazes, you had to admit that they still pierced at your heart rather agonizingly. “I am no longer a prince, and you must address me accordingly by my new title instead.”

It was hard to keep your face neutral when the sadness in your heart overflowed for Ravus.

“My apologies, High Commander,” you muttered softly, offering a bow. “Old habits die hard, I suppose.”

“If only some would die easier than others,” you heard him grumble under his breath.

His harsh tone made you wince, but you did nothing to address his statement. Sending him an affirmative nod, you said, “I bid you a good evening, then, High Commander.”

Noticing your wounded look, Ravus softened his voice and called out to you almost apologetically. “Have you forgotten?” He combed a hand through his hair, which had grown much longer over the years. “I am Ravus to you in private.”

So there was still a bit of the old Ravus somewhere in there. The thought made you smile, albeit a bit sadly.

“Please don’t forget to eat something, Ravus.” Your eyes softened as they met his. “Feel free to summon me if my help is required.”

At that, you made yourself scarce, unaware of the look of longing in Ravus’ eyes as he stared after you.

Just a few hours later, Ravus had called for you once more, requesting for dinner. You delivered his meal to his office without a word, only to be stopped by him as he requested that you join him and have a bite as well.

“I’ve already eaten, Ravus.”

“Would you do me the honor of gracing me with your company, then?” He pulled out a chair for you, the hard strain in his eyes growing tender for a few moments.

Only you still got to see this side of Ravus. Only you could do this to him.

“It would be my pleasure.”

The two of you sat there in his office, basking in the quiet. Though no words were shared, the company you offered each other made for a fairly pleasant night.

When word of Lunafreya’s imminent union with Prince Noctis of Insomnia came to light, you grew worried. Not just for Lunafreya, but for Ravus as well. Ever since the death of his mother, he had come to loathe the Caelum line and, in effect, Noctis himself.

His bitterness and rage towards the Lucian royal family had consumed him over the years. You had seen firsthand how such dark thoughts and feelings had changed Ravus, so with the announcement of his sister’s engagement to the Crown Prince, you became distraught over how your own prince would handle the news.

One day, you noticed the younger Nox Fleuret carrying a suitcase as she made her way across Fenestala Manor. She appeared to be dressed for travel, prompting you to wonder what her intentions were. As far as you knew, Lunafreya had no meetings scheduled for today. She made no mention of going out, either.

With your brows furrowed, you caught up to her and asked, “Princess, where are you off to?”

“(Name)!” she squeaked in surprise. “I am in need of your help, kind (Name). Please, allow me to leave as I must speak to King Regis immediately!”

“King Regis…?” you repeated, trying to process the growing urgency on her face. “Is this about your engagement to Prince Noctis?”

“It is more than that.” Lunafreya nodded, taking ahold of your hand. “Please, (Name), I must make my way to Insomnia as soon as possible. Will you assist me?”

Your mind scrambled to sort out your thoughts. “I… I cannot, my Princess,” you informed her regretfully, feeling a pang at the frown that took residence on her face. “But it is only because I swore that I would remain by your brother’s side. You remember, do you not?”

“Of course I do. I am eternally grateful for your honor and devotion to Ravus.”

You bit your lip, sending a prayer to the gods above that all would work well. “Still, I cannot simply abandon you in your time of need.” You pulled her to the side and stealthily made your way to the lower floors of the manor. “I may not be able to escort you to Lucis, but I can at least ensure that you find your way out of Tenebrae.”

Lunafreya’s expression brightened at your words. “Thank you, (Name). I owe you.”

“You owe me nothing. Now come, we must make haste.”

Both you and Lunafreya had evaded the imperial guards that monitored the hallways of the manor. Just as you were nearly at the door, the two of you were stopped by none other than Ravus himself.

Snatching Lunafreya from your grasp, he dragged her towards a nearby room, but not before sending you a scathing look.

“And you,” he snarled, “I will have a word with you once I have settled things with my sister.”

The dread that churned at the pit of your stomach almost hurt as more as the pain in your heart due to Ravus’ anger directed towards you.

“What were you thinking?!” he barked, slamming the door of his office.

You opted to create a small distance between you and Ravus, growing cautious of his boiling rage. Drawing closer to his desk, you answered, “I merely offered my assistance where it was needed, Ravus. It is as I have done for you and your family all these years.”

Ravus sneered at your response. “Were you foolish enough to allow Lunafreya into the clutches of our mother’s murderer?”

The neutral mask you wore began to crumble with the beginnings of a frown. “Ravus, I understand that you blame King Regis for the death of our queen, but-”

“Understand? You think you understand?”

This was the first time you had ever truly been on the receiving end of Ravus’ fury. It wounded you deeply, causing you to wither away at his spiteful voice. His build, which had grown sturdier even more, now felt menacing as he towered over you.

Still, you reminded yourself of your promise to Lunafreya, no matter how much Ravus was now hurting you.

“You think you understand what my sister and I have been through?” he continued with a scoff. “Are you so stupid to believe that you are so special simply due to our history together?”

Your eyes began to water by then, but you remained rooted in your spot. “I-I…”

“If that is what you believe,” he snapped, “then you are much more idiotic than I thought you to be.”

This time, you flinched. You kept your head bowed in order to hide the steady stream of tears that rolled down your face. “R-Ravus, please…” you hiccuped, “I know you are hurting, but please…”

“YOU KNOW NOTHING!”

A sob threatened to escape your throat, but you slapped a hand over your mouth to keep it in. “Please,” you whimpered pathetically, “do not hurt me like this, Ravus.”

Your plea seemed to have fallen on deaf ears, for Ravus broke you down even further with one simple but cruel statement.

“I do not need you any longer.”

“Wh-What?”

“You are hereby dismissed of your duties,” he continued, voice devoid of emotion. “Until a more suitable role for you can be found, you will remain at the manor for the time being.”

You were openly weeping by now. “Ravus, you cannot mean this.”

“I do,” he retaliated coldly. “Now get out.”

You lifted your pain-stricken gaze, only to pull away the moment your eyes met Ravus’ seething glare. Where was the Ravus you loved? This wasn’t him. The Ravus you loved wouldn’t hurt you so brutally without any heed to your sensitive emotions. The Ravus you loved wouldn’t strip you of the one thing that gave your life meaning throughout the years.

What were you to do now, if you could not remain by his side?

Sniffling, you shuffled your way towards the doorway where Ravus stood. You lowered your head once more as you bumped against him. But, before taking your leave, you offered some parting words to Ravus that would haunt him forevermore.

“You… You will always be my heart, dear Ravus. I pray that you find peace and happiness.”

In the days leading to Lunafreya’s escort to Lucis, you steered clear of both her and Ravus. Ultimately, you were no longer bound to them, at least by Ravus’ words.

‘I have failed you, my Princess,’ you thought glumly, looking up at the night sky. ‘How can I remain by your brother’s side if he no longer wants me there?’

Soon, Fenestala Manor grew quiet with the departure of the remaining Nox Fleurets as they traversed to Insomnia. It didn’t take long before news of the nation’s fall reached your region, causing you to plunge into a pit of despair as the tragedy sent a blow to your very core.

King Regis, dead. Even the sweet Prince Noctis was said to have passed on. But what truly broke you was the news that your dearest Lunafreya was gone as well.

Maria, who had remained in your company the past few days, could do little to console you as you drowned in your hysteria. This couldn’t be true. You refused to believe it. No, Lunafreya was still alive. She had to be.

And what of Ravus? Where was he now? Had he fallen amidst Niflheim’s betrayal as well?

You didn’t know what to do with yourself.

‘Please,’ you begged to the heavens above, ‘please, keep them safe. They’re all I have.’

Some of your worries had been eased at the return of Ravus. Though he retained his cold demeanor, he brought with him a new prosthetic — one that you couldn’t help but marvel at as you stood before him in his office yet again.

Though news of his arrival had reached you, you had forced yourself to remain at your quarters and not seek him out. With the memory of your last conversation still painfully fresh, you chose not to look for Ravus, providing him the space and privacy he had forcefully set between the two of you.

Your efforts were put to rest when Ravus himself summoned you. Here you now were, avoiding his gaze as you fidgeted nervously in front of him.

The silence was incredibly overbearing, but you feared that if you spoke, he would only lash out at you again. Thus, you kept mum, giving Ravus the floor to voice his thoughts, whatever they may be.

At first, he sighed. Then, with a few careful steps, he approached you. Raising a hand — from his flesh limb, notably — he caressed the side of your cheek in a motion so affectionate, you had to question if this was really the same Ravus you had last perceived before the blatant dismissal of your obligations to him.

“You appear well,” he commented softly, his hand leaving your face.

You couldn’t help but long for his touch. Still, all you could do was nod, feeling as if your voice and words would merely betray you if you tried to speak.

“I…” You could hear his fists clench. “Will you look at me? Please?”

At this, you lifted your gaze to meet his eyes. Based on the memory of your last meeting, you had expected to see bitter rage in his stare. You were proven wrong, however, as you found nothing but throbbing emotion looking back at you.

There it was. The same fondness he used to look at you with. The same tenderness and affection his dual-colored eyes had always revered you in.

There was also one other thing you found in his soft gaze, but you dared not voice your thoughts in fear that you were simply dreaming.

In his eyes, you found love.

“I am sorry.” His voice broke. The last time you were a witness to Ravus’ tears was shortly after the death of his mother. Now, such waterworks were making a return, though you found it hard to fathom that these tears were due to his own grieving for you.

“I was wrong,” Ravus went on, reaching out to you but stopping short, as if he was afraid you would reject him. You eased his fears by meeting him halfway, reaching up on your heels to hold his face in your hands. “I do need you, (Name). I will always need you.”

His hands enveloped yours as you both cried for each other. “Ravus…”

“I meant none of it. Not a single word I had uttered that day held any truth. Please, believe me.”

“I know, Ravus,” you sobbed. “I know.”

You don’t know what it was that had happened to him in Insomnia to cause this sudden turnaround in Ravus, but you weren’t going to question it. All that mattered was that he was here now, with you.

“I realize now that it was I who was the foolish one. It was always me. Never, ever you.” This large man, whose mere presence held a threatening aura towards his foes, was now a snivelling mess in your hands. “I beg for your forgiveness.”

“There is nothing to forgive,” you assured him tenderly, wiping away the tears that had leaked during your exchange of words. “I am relieved that you, too, are well.”

“I will never forgive myself for hurting you that day,” he admitted, pulling you closer. You felt your lip quiver as you recalled the relentless words he had directed to you back then.

You shook your head, trying to rid yourself of such memories. “None of that,” you told both Ravus and yourself. “What matters is that you are here now.”

“There is so much that has been lost, but I will not allow you to be lost to me as well. Not anymore.” He paused for a bit, moving his grasp from your hands to your face, albeit hesitantly. “What you said then, did you mean it?”

“Mean what?”

“You… You own my heart, (Name),” he confessed at last, leaning his forehead on yours. “I would like to know if your sentiments remain the same, though I know I am undeserving of them.”

A sweet smile began to surface amidst your tears. Carefully bringing your face closer to his, you whispered against his lips, “You are my dearest heart, Ravus, as you have been and always will be. Nothing will change that.”

What lay ahead seemed bleak, what with Niflheim’s rise and the still unknown whereabouts of Lunafreya. But, as you remained glued to Ravus, your mouth locked with his in a passionate exchange, all you could do was melt into him and allow your feelings of love to come undone once and for all.

Come what may, you would remain by his side until the very end. What made it easier this time around was the knowledge that he would do the same for you.

At the end of the day, it was just as Lunafreya had told you all those years ago. You were his heart, just as he was yours.

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