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platesandoatcakes · 4 months
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I'm going to be doing Final Fantasy icons for a little bit to start off 2024 completing some sets ive started on. Here is where I'm up to with FF4, I've just added Edward :)
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If you want to download and use any they're all saved here
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cereuslydatura · 8 months
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Summoner Rydia of Mist cosplay from Final Fantasy IV. Cosplay made by me 💚
Some materials arrived recently and I can soon remake parts of my Terra Branford cosplay, I am excited 🌟
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zottower · 11 days
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This is how I imagine Cecil would have carried Rydia to Kaipo. Because he didn't put her in his inventory. I wish there was some gameplay during this short sequence where you could feel that he can't fight to his full potential because he has to take care of Rydia. But well, that's such a short sequence ...
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katkeyboardmastah · 5 months
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Final Fantasy 4 The After Years doodles??? In 2023??? It's more likely than you think.
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estinininininen · 2 months
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*takes deep breath* first fanfiction posted online in nearly twenty years. Final Fantasy IV, i dunno how many words, probably around 2000? unbeta'd. just after the sealed cavern debacle. Cursing and referenced violence. Edge POV, but it's actually about Cecil, Kain, and Rydia:
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Kain's betrayal has split them into pairs: Cecil and Rosa, and Edge and Rydia. They each stare at the others as if they have gone mad.
"He's not usually mean, or, or, or cruel like this! You've known him for long enough to see that!" Rosa says.
"I don't know him at all," Edge says. "Bastard always hid his eyes and never talked to us!"
"He was struggling against the spell," Cecil says. "He didn't mean to do this. I'm sure of it."
This pauses the argument, because Cecil is the only one sitting hunched over, resting to recover from blood loss. Edge stares down at him. He feels his face twisting with many emotions that will be obvious even behind the veil. Pity, anger, disbelief.
Quiet until now, Rydia pipes up. "He's not like you, Cecil. He's not good deep down."
Rosa turns away and does not try to hide or stop her tears. Cecil huffs at Rydia, for a moment almost like an indulgent parent unable to scold a child, instead of the focused holy warrior Edge has grown to rely on. Considering what little he knows of Cecil and Rydia, the thought of him patronizing her, on behalf of this Kain guy, for a moment it makes Edge want to - want to smack Cecil, or bundle Rydia in his cloak and take her away. Snatch that holy headband right of his pretty face and huck it in the lava.
There is some great sin hovering over him and Rydia, and also Kain, Edge knows. None have answered when Edge questioned what it is, what Cecil did to her, how Kain fit into it. Rosa deferred to them. Each said what amounted to, That's for the others to share when they're ready, and even if Edge weren't a ninja he'd know that was a desperate trick to hide from the problem. It was only a step removed from "Ask your mother," and then being told "Ask your father."
Edge had wanted to ask the Eidolons. He was going to, but then he saw how Queen Asura and King Leviathan looked down at the two Baron men, bowed low and motionless before them, far longer than necessary. He decided not to, and told himself it was for diplomatic reasons, not wanting to test the new connections between Eblan, Baron and the Summons. It was not because he was scared reopening that wound would get him or the two fools blown to bits. Not at all.
Into the puckered silence, Rydia says, "Well, he's not. Kain's not a good person. I haven't forgotten what he . . . what he said to you at Mist."
Cecil's head snaps up. "What?"
"He threatened you," Rydia said, whispering. Her eyes are looking at Cecil and also at some distant memory. "He threatened you, he told you to kill me, and it was before he was under Golbez' thrall."
Rosa turns back to them, jaw dropping. Edge is certain he's done the same, but he's a terrible politician and can't hold his face so he's not sure.
"I was seven," Rydia says. "I was a child, and you were the one who did the right thing, and Kain wasn't going to so, so I don't, I don't want to hurt you or Rosa but he is not a good person-"
"Rydia!" Cecil says. "Rydia, no, that's not right-"
"I had ears, Cecil," Rydia says. "I was seven but I could hear you." She curls her fists at her side. Rydia is not actually quick to anger, Edge realizes. All the bantering and frustration she has with the prince of Eblan is nothing compared to how furious she is now. She is just as quiet when ready to kill.
But Cecil is still going on. "That's not what happened. No. No!" He shakes his head. "He was threatening me," he says.
Total silence falls.
"He was threatening me," Cecil says, and hangs his head.
"What?" Rydia says.
"What?" Rosa says.
Cecil looks up, open his mouth, then checks himself, slaps his hand on the ground, and looks back down.
"Will someone please explain to me what the hell happened at Mist?" Edge says.
Rydia's brow furrows into little lines that even in the strange moment Edge can't help but find cute. He is not prepared for what Rydia says next. "Kain and Cecil killed my mum's Eidolon, which killed her," she says.
Edge looks toward Rosa, who does not seem surprised.
Cecil sighs. "We were ordered by Cagnazzo, pretending to be King Odin, to open the way to Mist and deliver a package. He ordered us not to open it until we arrived and presented it to the town leaders for all to see. It was a bomb ring, and Golbez must have been watching us for the moment to set it off."
Cecil is good at compartmentalizing and military summaries, but Edge see this is hard for him. He rocks backwards and looks up at the stone ceiling of the cave entrance. "The first blast ignited almost the whole town, and then living bomb monsters came out of the ring and began hunting down the survivors. Kain and I were safe in a small circle near the ring, but smoke was going to kill us if we stayed or tried to help anybody. So we ran."
Edge looks towards Rosa again. It is still knowledge she has heard before. Rydia's face is like glass, still and smooth but ready to shatter at a moment.
Cecil continues. "On the edge of the village we heard a girl crying next to a dead body. Bombs were still flying behind us, and people who left the town were chased down. I think the only reason Kain and I lived still was because of the ring protecting us from its effects - but I don't know. I will keep guesswork for later. The girl cried that her m, her moth-"
Cecil swallowed and lowered his face to wipe his eyes with one hand.
Rydia spoke. "I told you she died because someone had killed her summon."
Edge fears for a moment the paladin has cracked, because Cecil laughs. "Well, you were saying that to - to anyone who passed by, more like. It's really been ten years for you, hasn't it? Rydia, I'm sorry, it's not been so long for me, and I can still-"
"Keep it together, man," Edge says. He thinks this was the right thing to say, it's not right for Cecil to need comfort from Rydia, but Rydia's focus for the first time snaps to Edge and almost burns a hole right through his skull. He withdraws. Rosa sits down next to Cecil and puts her hand in his.
"Tell me what you mean by Kain threatened you," Rydia says.
Cecil says, "Kain said we needed to kill you. The king wanted you dead. And he drew his lance. That's what you remember?"
"Yes," Rydia whispers.
"I was between you and Kain. He was preparing to attack me if I listened to him and tried to hurt you."
Rosa gasps and says, "You wouldn't have done that, Kain knew that-"
Cecil cut her off. "No, he didn't know that. When it came down to it, I was a dark knight who had just come back from kill- . . . from murdering civilians in Mysidia and stealing their crystal. I had told Kain and everyone I saw in Baron that I felt it was wrong but I had still done it."
Cecil stops and Edge knows he is about to roll around in his guilt like a pig in mud, but the story is not done. Rydia cuts off Cecil's reverie. "You pushed Kain back," she says. "Away from me."
"I pushed Kain back and said I wouldn't hurt a child. Kain said that he thought I'd say that. I don't think you heard that. Kain's an ass, I'm not denying that, but he thinks quick. The fire was there, bombs were flying, and you seemed ready to bolt. If he wanted to save you, Rydia, he couldn't wait for me to figure out my loyalties. I had the bomb ring."
Rydia exhales through her nose. "And you hadn't realized yet this was what Cagnazzo intended."
"Until Kain said so. If I . . . if I had been alone and saved you . . . Well, I wouldn't have made it that far, Kain is the only reason I . . . but if I had been alone, and thought, halfway through returning to Baron, 'I can't come back with this child' . . . I'm not sure what I would have done . . . "
Edge snaps.
"You silver-haired bastard," he snarls. "You would have killed her?"
He will not forget Cecil's expression for a long time. "The king was the only father I had ever known," he says. "I didn't think I would ever kill people begging me to just leave, but I did. I already had. For him."
"You are fucked in the head," Edge says.
"Yes," Cecil says.
"I knew you were the dark knight that attacked Mysidia, but wow. And what, you think a different guy who says he's your father cancels out this shit? Wipes the slate clean?"
"No," Cecil says.
"Would you do whatever I asked if I said I was your father?" Edge says.
"Edge," Rydia says. "It's between me and Cecil."
Edge continues, because he can't stop the fire building behind his eyes, and if he doesn't speak it will come out as something even worse. "Holy dipshit," he says.
"Right," Cecil says.
"Edge!" Rydia says. "Shut up and leave him alone. This is the part I've worked out with him already. Numerous times. You're not my, my protector or whatever it is you're trying now," she says.
"What? You think that - that I'm trying to - ? That is the last thing on my mind," Edge says. "There's too much at stake, here, way more than I realized when I first met you lot, and it turns out the man I've been trusting, everyone's been trusting, to stop Golbez is an asshole who couldn't figure out it's wrong to kill a child without his even bigger asshole friend pointing it out?"
"Edge, you're not listening. He did figure it out," Rydia said. "Wait, no, I mean, he didn't really need to ask that question. Of course he didn't. He's Cecil. Have you met him? Haven't you noticed he gets upset if he has to kill a bug?"
Cecil opens his mouth to say something. Rosa hushes him.
Edge's calm center of ninja training is gone. He is gone. His parents are dead, Eblan is in ruins, and Golbez has all but won. He has found emotional limits he didn't know he had and smashed through them like a rampaging chocobo. He yells, "Well I am definitely not flirting with you just because I'm a little concerned! That the man! Who ruined your life! Is here and you don't seem to care-"
"He did ruin my life," Rydia says, as if talking to a child. "And then he saved it." Then she crossed her arms and stared Edge down.
"Rydi-" Cecil says.
"Cecil," Rosa says, in the tensest tone Edge has heard yet from the white mage. Edge sneers down at her. "Well I'm glad someone has him on a leash," he says, and turns to leave the sealed cave.
"Where are you going?" Cecil asks.
"Fuck you!" Edge says. He starts walking. But he feels, dripping at the back of his anger, something like beginning awareness he has . . . not overreacted, but overstepped some boundary with Rydia. He will not call it a "mistake," yet.
"Edge," Rydia calls out to him. "Don't go far."
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Rydia shakes her head after Edge leaves. "What a . . . What a baby. I don't know the word for it."
"He'll calm down," Rosa says. "I think."
They are silent for too long, and it is jarring when Rosa speaks again. "Do you want me to step outside?" she says. "If you two need to speak?"
Rydia looks at Cecil. "I don't think so, no," she says. "I love you, Rosa," she adds. It is Rydia's way to be open and calm with her feelings, and say them when they occur to her, more Eidolon than human in manners. Rosa is still startled enough that she doesn't say anything besides, "Oh, I uh, I love you too, Rydia."
The weight that Cecil always presses down on himself to move forward has come back. "We shouldn't spend too much time here. The wound has closed and the potion helped the bloodloss. I can recover on the Falcon now."
"Don't push yourself," Rosa says.
"We must tell King Giott. We have all but lost," he says.
"I can't believe that about Kain," Rydia says. "You really think that, that he decided he was going to fight you that quick?"
"Ah," Cecil says, as he shifts to stand up. He presses a hand to the wall. He feels much older than just turned twenty-one. In hindsight, Kain being ready to fling himself against Cecil at a moment's notice looks bad. His thoughts swim. He is not sure if he has improved Rydia's opinion of Kain at all now.
"I wish you had told me earlier," Rydia says. "I would have forgiven him, if he asked. And now he's gone . . ."
Dancing under the stones of their feet, deeper than the foundations of the earth, is the ever-present knowledge Rydia has not said the words "I forgive you" to Cecil yet. Or maybe that is just him. He hopes Rydia has not assumed he already knew if she does or not. He has not asked her.
After today he is not sure he can.
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vhyrel · 1 year
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Shop | Patreon
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dracovish · 1 year
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final fantasy iv ds complete guide
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starduststarcrossed · 1 month
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More FFIV characters, drawn in the older Harvest Moon (Story of Seasons) style. C:
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eksirberries · 3 months
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I drew this Rydia super quickly this weekend because I wanted to contribute to FF Ladies Week one more time 💚
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ontheseconddayitrains · 6 months
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Rydia + Moonward Casting set
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rumielle1 · 11 months
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mewbyss · 1 year
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Rydia Final Fantasy VI  
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geegtheblack · 29 days
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Rydia epic comeback to the team. A climatic showdown against Golbez
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argentiell · 5 months
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warm up that i spent a little too much time on
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7marichan714 · 7 months
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🌙Lunar Ruins - Trials of the Moon🌙 "It is an honor and a shame... Beneath the light... comes judgment!!!" [6.5 lore rambling] The idea of past FF4 heroes (already existing in Ishgard lore), now resummoned in the 13th is what I'd need
Seriously it would be a good excuse so Cecil minion is included to the main cast. It's more likely I lore dump 4x14 stuff, and I may revamp the post-scenario content if the end of the conflict does not convince me. For now I'm not fond how they handled Golbez
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estinininininen · 2 months
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thinkin bout Golbez (ffiv) and that Shadow Dragon. he likes it? one of his only positive associations as a mind controlled dark overlord. what is the Shadow Dragon? where did it come from?
if it's an eidolon then why didn't he keel over dead when Cecil and the gang killed it? a theory i think i read on tv tropes is that the Mist Dragon is the only eidolon able to kill their summoner because Mist takes some hp to attack if i remember correctly? and little Rydia just misunderstood that.
anyways I think the Mist and Shadow Dragons, the only two named dragons on the Blue Planet, and those two kid . . . guards? attendants? . . . that hang out with Bahamut are connected. and if they canonically aren't then they should be. they make a nice thematic pair, mist and shadow
like maybe Golbez inherited Shadow from Kluya the way Rydia did Mist? A fanfiction (i think of someone on tumblr!) had Shadow as the only friend Theodore/Golbez had after everything went to shit. the parallels between him and Rydia, Rydia narrowly avoiding also being captured and made like Golbez as well as avoiding dying. i feel like rending my clothes and frothing at the mouth over a thirty year old barebones plot fairytale vidya game help
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