#Sylva/Regis

[primamchorus]

Garden of Fire

The day is finally here where Noctis is to have the last of his Scourge removed by the hand of the Queen Oracle. Excitement bubbles within, especially when Lunafreya spoke so highly of the ritual, and how Stella shows her elation in mentioning how she is to help with it. And yet...by the end of the day, none of this was meant to happen.

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Today was a special day. Today was the day that Noctis could be taken out through the sylleblossom garden and to a sacred ground within the Fleuret estate for a final cleanse to rid him of what traces of Scourge still lingered within him. The excitement of what this all meant was a palpable aura felt by everyone.

Stella seemed one of the most excited as she walked with a bit of a flounce to her gait next to Noctis’ wheelchair, dirty blonde hair bouncing with each step. Lunafreya was pushing Noctis, her own look of enthusiasm evident in her eyes as how she could not contain the smile she tried to conceal.

As for Noctis himself, well…he did his best to appear merely content. He failed miserably at it, of course. For what young boy would not be excited to return to an aspect of their life that they knew?

“I'm going to help mother in the ritual,” Stella was saying as they walked. Even her tone was laced with that bubbling jubilee. “Ever since Niflheim took over, these purification rituals are rare.”

“But don't the Oracles still help the people?” Noctis asked.

“We do…but with Niflheim’s rule, our mother -- the Queen Oracle -- can only open the gates to the grounds during allotted periods ordained by Emperor Ideolas Aldercapt,” Lunafreya explained briefly. She sighed wistfully. “The rituals are so pretty. When the Scourge is taken from the host's body during the process, it turns into this beautiful wispy mana before dispersing back into the star.”

At Lunafreya’s initial explanation, Stella’s expression faltered for the briefest of moments. She continued to walk alongside the two with purpose, a smile returning to her face as she looked on ahead.

“So the Scourge in my body will be returned to the star, huh?” Noctis asked, looking up. The sky shifted to being obscured by the canopy of trees the further that they went. The flagstone trail faded into dirt, the wheels of the wheelchair soon crunched over dead leaves and the occasional twig.

The deeper that the three traversed into the wood, the darker the world grew around them. The sound of rushing waters greeted them as the land shifted and changed, rocky waterfalls bringing in a murmur to the forest. It was a tranquil shroud of nature that Noctis felt like he could easily get lost in. Before he could get lost, however, Lunafreya slowed the wheelchair to a halt, and Noctis looked forward to notice the collection of adults there as well as Ravus -- Lunafreya and Stella’s brother.

Regis turned to look at Noctis as he arrived, his expression brightening. At his side were of course Aurae and Clarus both -- the only members of the royal council who accompanied Regis to Tenebrae.

When Sylva noticed the three approaching, her attention upon them was the cue for the others to look toward them as well. She donned much more traditional cloth, still white as freshly laden snow. At her back was a mantle of feathers, blue as the sylleblossoms native to Tenebrae. Upon her head she donned a crystalline crown, clear as ice. Lifting a hand, she beckoned for Lunafreya to bring Noctis closer.

Stella exchanged a smile with Lunafreya, nodding toward her before walking forward to stand next to their mother. She was more than ready to begin the ritual and aid with it as her budding duty as next Oracle in line. As Lunafreya brought Noctis into the clearing, he watched Stella stand more proudly, her hands drawn before her at rest. Ravus was close by himself, his figure nearly dwarfling both his mother and sister already.

With a steady breath, Noctis felt his wheelchair lurch to a stop. Lunafreya held the chair still while Noctis glanced back at her. She gave him a reassuring nod and smile. Gathering his excited and nervous energy both, he slowly pushed himself up into standing on his own two legs. The pain was dull, though not unbearable like before. With the steady stream of treatment and physical therapy, he had been well on his way to recovery. All that was left was the ritual.

When Sylva beckoned Noctis to come forward, he walked, slow but assured as his aching legs carried him. Runes etched within the stone beneath his feet started to glow a calming blue, a warm energy of tranquility flooding the area surrounding them. Such warmth made Noctis’ skin tingle in a soothing fashion, the feeling akin to being wrapped within a plush blanket on a cold winter’s eve.

A glance back to Stella revealed that she had clasped her hands together in prayer, a serene look upon her face. Looking back at Sylva, her own eyes soon closed as she knelt and cupped Noctis’ face in her hands once he neared. She pressed her forehead to his, the tingling sensation from before feeling more like a full body pulse. It was not bad nor unwelcome -- instead, it was like the ocean waves lapping at his skin. With each retreat of these ‘waves’, Noctis could feel the resistance of the Scourge within him…how it wanted to cling on and fester.

There were moments where the Scourge clung on so tightly that Noctis’ face twisted into a momentary grimaces of pain. His hand curled into a fist at his side, enduring the discomfort.

Everything that was happening was enough to make Noctis miss how the air thrummed. How the leaves of the trees shifted, as if shuddering in fear.

A loud crack tore through the air, and where Noctis’ heart leapt into his throat, Sylva staggered forward. There was a new tear in the arm of her robes, revealing a deep cut within her flesh that bled freely, staining her white fabric in scarlet.

A bullet had grazed her.

The metallic sound of armor clanking started to fill the air. Magitek soldiers rained down upon the ritual grounds, their expressionless faces only staring forward with that harrowing red glow to their eyes as they marched forward, guns drawn. Some even pointed their limbs forward, wrists snapping back to reveal flamethrowers that were used to start setting the forest and grounds ablaze.

Chaos was something that took no time to ensue as the Crownsguard that accompanied Regis and Noctis leapt into action alongside the Fleuret armed royal soldiers. Gunfire and the crunching of metal as it was destroyed filled the air.

“Run to your father, Noctis!” Sylva urged before she stood and turned, a stoney expression on her face -- a far cry from the warm and serene queen Noctis had gotten to know during his time in Tenebrae. From her palm was erected a vast wealth of magical energy, a crystalline shield providing a dome around the ritual grounds and the people there to shield them from a hailstorm of bullets.

Before he knew it, Noctis felt a hand around his, and he was pulled in a direction away from Sylva. Lunafreya was leading, her feet carrying her as fast as they could with Noctis’ added stupor dragging behind her. Once shock had finally left him in whatever capacity it could, Noctis’ could finally gain control of running after Lunafreya toward Regis.

Everything was a blur once Regis scooped Noctis up into his arms and grabbed Lunafreya’s hand to lead them both to safety.

“Ravus!” The sound of Sylva’s pained and desperate voice cut through the air clearer than anything else causing Lunafreya to stop, eyes wide as her hand slipped from Regis’ grasp. Sylva had put herself between a magitek trooper, flames expelling from its arm compartment, and Ravus.

Ravus was down on his knees, hand clamped over the side of his abdomen where a bullet got him, making him a susceptible enough target.

Noctis’ eyes widened as his mouth fell open watching the scene unfold before him. He could not help but be brought back to that time with the marilith. How the fires lapped and consumed the world around him. How the smoke filled his lungs.

Stella hurried to her brother’s side, getting him back up onto his feet before the two of them started running. Aurae entered into Noctis’ vision, running past to erect a shield of her own making to cover for the other two while taking hold of Lunafreya’s hand to get her out of danger. The shock of everything was clear on Ravus’ eyes, and when he turned to look back at his mother’s burning body, another figure loomed over her, a great blade of steel having pierced straight through her.

“Mother!” Ravus screamed, pulling away from Stella to hurry back to their mother’s side.

“Ravus, you can’t--!” Stella gasped, her words cut off as the figure that cut down the Queen Oracle rushed past her, aiming an attack at Regis.

A sharp ringing echoed out as Regis summoned upon the Royal Armiger, weapons appearing at his sides in a crystalline shroud as he kept his firm hold upon Noctis, shielding him with his body.

“Glauca!” came a shout from Clarus as he hurried to the king’s back. He had forced himself to retreat from the magitek units to charge at the darkly armored man. With a thrust, steel met steel as the darkly armored individual had to turn and block Clarus’ incoming attack.

Glancing over his shoulder, Regis steeled himself as Clarus fended off the Niflheim general. Mustering his strength, Regis willed his summoned armiger forward just as Clarus pushed Glauca back. With a grunt of surprise, Glauca was forced backward into the base of a grand tree before Regis resumed his retreat with Noctis in his hold and now Clarus in tow.

“You have to help us!” Ravus shouted as Regis ran past. He had been kneeling over Sylva’s limp body. His voice might as well have been a whisper amidst the roar of everything else surrounding the ritual grounds. Even though Aurae was there and attempting to get Ravus on his feet, it was as if only the Lucian King was who could help him. “King Regis!”

With more of her strength, Aurae hooked an arm underneath Ravus’, pulling both him and Lunafreya with her. Stella at least had been less paralyzed and overwhelmed to keep pace alongside them.

“What are you doing!? Let me go!” Ravus yelled, his attention going to his mother as he was made to leave her. Aurae’s grip upon him was like an iron vice, preventing him from parting from her. “She needs help!”

“Mother is dead, Ravus! They killed her!” Stella cried out at him. She nearly stopped in her tracks as soon as the words left her mouth. Bringing a hand to her eyes, Stella continued hurrying along, blinking back the tears that started to well. Hearing the words she said made the scenario feel all that much more real.

“Save your words,” Aurae both scolded and urged with a hiss. Her attention was pointed forward, following after Regis and Clarus. She was most concerned with keeping the Nox Fleuret children as safe as possible.

The moment they had left the ritual grounds back into the gardens, the extent of how far the flames went was mortifying. What was once an ocean of blue sylleblossoms was now engulfed in flame. Only the flagstone path back to the manor felt like the only safe path. However, having walked the grounds before, Aurae brought herself to action, letting go of Ravus to lift a hand. The air shuddered as a gust of wind rushed forward and created a path around the manor for them to take, suppressing the flames with an advanced Shell spell.

It was a safe enough passage for everyone to take. They ran through the blackened trail, only the thought that it was passing strange flitting through their minds that the magitek units did not seem to want to shoot at them any longer. Not since the Nox Fleuret children had been at Aurae’s side.

“Must I do everything myself?” a low voice drawled within Aurae’s ear before she felt Lunafreya’s hand slip from hers.

Turning suddenly with a cry of surprise, Aurae watched as Lunafreya was dragged back by a force unseen. Likewise, Ravus and Stella both soon followed suit.

Thrusting an arm out to reach for them, eyes wide, Aurae was soon halted by a figure that manifested before her. She found herself staring up into the golden eyes of Niflheim’s chancellor:

“Ardyn--” Aurae’s voice caught in her throat before she felt the wind escape her.

Her body buckled as she looked down, a darkened blade having been thrust through her. As her vision blurred and blood bubbled up through her throat, she looked back up at Ardyn. It was hard to think straight, but she raised a hand, pressing it against Ardyn’s own that held the hilt of his sword.

“Send your sister my regards,” Ardyn drawled, a sneer growing upon his face as he stared down at Aurae. Sharply withdrawing the blade, he then whipped his free arm forward. Aurae’s body flew through the air before it landed on the opposite side of the sea of flames that returned to engulfing the trail. The Shell spell had been released.

Aurae’s body fell against the pavement in front of Clarus and Regis’ both as they looked upon her in horror. Regis brought a hand up to the back of Noctis’ head, keeping his gaze turned away. All the while, Clarus cursed, his jaw clenching as he allowed his greatsword to fade away into a mist before he picked Aurae’s body up and carried it with them.

None of this was meant to happen…

[departedcrown]

new tag dump, tee hee. ( i love that you can just bulk paste them directly now and it automatically separates them )

[a-world-in-grey]

@raven-6-10

Lol, Regis absolutely needs to sit down. Of all the things Noctis could have said, his newest friend and Heart having magic of her own and being his daughter is honestly the last thing he expected.

(Unfortunately for the Nifs, no one mentions that Prompto's magic is just so slightly different to traditional Lucis Caelum magic. Regis therefore makes the same mistake as Prompto and Noctis and assumes that Prompto is therefore his daughter. Which means the Father King is now on a warpath to rescue said newfound daughter from Niff custody, and rest in pieces to anybody who gets in his way.)

Cor wishes he could go back in time and smack some sense into his younger self. That's his friend/brother/King's daughter, his niece in all but blood. He isn't going to just mobilize more people, he is going to be leading missions himself regardless of what Regis or Clarus has to say about it.

Yeah, at this point Regis and Cor probably tell Noctis and co. that no, Regis did not cheat on Aulea while his wife was on her death bed (after a very scathing tirade from Noctis about what he thinks of Regis doing said cheating on his mom and then not even having the decency to raise Prompto as she should have been). But Prompto is no less wanted for her being a product of science and stolen DNA.

You know, I always headcanoned that once Niflheim got their hands on some photos of the prince and his civilian friend, they absolutely knew that Prompto was an escaped clone. The resemblance to Besithia was obvious, after all. They just didn't bother to do anything with it, since it's not like they need that particular clone and it's not even like Prompto has a sleeper programming.

But in the Spark verse, well. Prompto is a child of an Oracle. And if Glauca is a thing, they might even know about her magic.

Either way, they really want to have her back.

I have been sitting on this ask for awhile, because I love it, but unfortunately the muses are not cooperating with me on it.

In most of my fics, Niflheim doesn’t really bother paying too much attention to Prompto - yeah, he’s the prince’s friend, but he’s civilian, and furthermore, not a member of his Retinue, so ergo, he can’t be that important to the prince. Not enough to be worth investing any resources into whatever aim they might want with Prompto anyway.

But in Spark au, Prompto is claimed as Noctis’ Heart far earlier than normal in an effort to protect her secret, and that makes Niflheim take a closer look at this civilian girl who’s gotten so close to the prince. And you’re right, the resemblance is uncanny if you know what to look for.

I feel like Titus wouldn’t know about Prompto’s magic. Noctis and the others are so very careful to keep her magic under wraps, and the cover of Prompto having Noctis’ magic so compelling, that Titus never realizes the truth.

Now, if they ever managed to get their hands on the Prince’s Heart long enough to somehow learn that carefully hidden truth… well.

That would change things, wouldn’t it?

[florian-luster]

𝓛𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝓕𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓕𝓸𝔁

Part of Noctis’s royal retinue and a member of the crownsguard, labelled the King’s Spear as Noctis’s polearm weapons teacher and companion.

Born June 23, M.E. 734 in the royal capital of Insomnia to the noble family of house Fox, a few months after Ignis Scientia. Florian is second cousin to Prince Noctis with his grandfather, King Mors, being the brother of her grandmother, Princess Vera. 

[Florian is not in line for the throne but is titled Lady due to her noble status - she is able to summon weapons and dismiss them but not warp like the Kingsglaive of those in the direct line]

An idea proposed by King Regis along with a letter of permission from Lord Leon Fox, Florian’s father, suggested an engagement between the Prince of Tenebrae and the Lady Florian to strengthen bonds further between Lucis and the line of the Oracle. 

[This decision was made with the knowledge that Florian has Lucian blood in mind] 

The engagement is accepted by the Oracle and reigning Queen Sylva Via Fleuret and a Royal engagement is set until the two are older.

The two are separated when Tenebrae is annexed with Florian escaping to Lucis regretably.

Florian keeps correspondence with Ravus through letters, hoping to make a state visit so that the two may meet again as they are separated by the war between Lucis and the Empire.

The star-crossed pair finally reunite after the attack on Insomnia and Florian is conflicted between her allegiance to Noctis and her love for Ravus.

(see previous posts for more Ravus x Florian art)

[andywinter16]

Glaives S/O crashes drunk in their place (+ Regis)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my @autumnspookydreams​! Enjoy your men with your drunken shenaningas XD  (I loveee youuu! )

The alarm clock showed exactly three in the morning when he heard the keys in the lock. "Love, looove, *hic loooveeeeeee I want to *hic cuddleeeee, nooooow.*hic" She said in a singing voice. Nyx had to smirk at your antics, he knew you were celebrating your friend´s newborn, but he never imagined you would get that drunk.  And weren´t you adorable one.  He tiredly pulled you closer to his chest .“Come here kitten” he chuckled at you” cuddles will be after I get you to bed.” You pouted at him while wrapping your arms around his waist tightly. “ But *hic I want * hic hic cuuudle Nyxie noow!” Nyx picked her up like a little baby and throw himself at the bed with you in his arms. “ Aren´t you in luck, kitten. I was just thinking about being lonely in here.” You looked at Nyx with such adoration in your doe eyes. He felt like on Cloud 9 with you, his precious kitten. He started to doze off on you, when your voice called for him. "Nyxie," you wrapped lose strand of his hair around your finger" I will puke." You were so lucky that he loved you, because he got no sleep.

Tredd would call himself a party animal. So coming home at odd hours for him wasn´t anything unusual. But for fuck´s sake who would bang at his door at 1:30 am, when he just came from assignment and wanted nothing more that sleep?!  Tredd went to open the door. “ You better be dying out there, If you think..” “Treddiiee, you areee baack.” What greeted him, was you completely wasted with wide grin. “ Babe, what the hell, partying without me?” said quite annoyed. He took you inside, you were shivering in your pretty dress with wide cleavage. " Not that I mind the view, but it' freezing outside." Seriously, you were the one usually nagging him about this. Guess the roles switched now. Tredd took you by your waist and leaded you inside the bathroom. "Tredd, b-but I don't want to ..." You didn't have a chance to end your sentence, when Tredd pushed you in the hot running shower. The shock was tremendous, your body fully awake. Tredd's personal sober tactic, works every time as he would proudly state. You saw his red hair through the curtain, his voice sounded so cocky. " So are you still cold, babe?" "Tredd, you asshole!" you tried to splash him. " Easy there, tiger! Or you will slip up. And I don't want your pretty face get hurt." He grinned like ass, he is. You wanted to strandle him. " Furia, you better pray to the Astrals when I get my hands on you!" you wobblily got from a shower, the dress was ruined and dripped water on the floor. Tredd winked at you. " Hm, I will enjoy that for sure, babe."

“Clarus, I can walk perfectly fine to my room, mind you.” she proceed to almost fell down the stairs. “ I can see that, highness.” Clarus truly wasn´t paid enough for dealing with this. But you were almost near your bedroom and Clarus will gladly throw you at your husband without mercy. “ Regie, I am back! The party was a great success, even Sylva was enjoying it. And that is something, consider it that her sense of humor is rather bland." You happily chatted to your husband who amusedly watched you from bed when you barged in to your shared bedroom. " Highness, your wife drank eight bottles of the exclusive red wine from Leide. And then with Queen Sylva danced on the table." Regis had to hide a laugh. You were always so wild, he loved that about you. Regis only hoped, that there was a video of it. He made mental note to ask Cor about it later. "Clarus, you're dismissed. Thank you for accompanying my wife safely to our room. I believe there was no trouble at all." He snickered at Clarus poorly hiden distress. " Good night, your highnesses!" You came dressed in your pajamas. " Bye bye Clarus, tell your wife I love her!" Sadly Clarus was gone. Regis almost pissed himself from laugh at how fast his friend run. He opened his arms, a very warm invite into his embrace " Come here angel. I am curious what else you were doing on the "Tea party" of yours." " But for such information, there is a price to pay." You giggled when you returned the hug. " Regis smirked " Oh, I believe we could find solution to this, my Queen."

[charlottedabookworm]

? 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

[queenoffishingandcookies]

Thinking of Noctis is Tenebrae.

Specially, when he was in Tenebrae.

Noctis was born on August 30th, and was eight years old during his time in Tenebrae.

Lunafreya, who was born on September 4th, was twelve.

Considering the main game generally takes place over the course of a year (I think? Don’t quote me on this, all I know canonically is that it starts May), in the year of M.E 756 and he visited twelve years prior:

M.E 744.

I’d guess very late winter, early spring. Possibly late January through February - maybe to early or mid March, at the latest.

Why so early in the year?

In the Kingsglaive movie, the prologue when we see the fall of Tenebrae and Queen Sylva’s murder, several characters are wearing clothes that seem suited to chilly weather - namely Ravus, Lunafreya, and Noctis.

Ravus and Noctis are, respectively, wearing a padded jacket or padded vest. The puffy sort you wear when it’s getting cold out, but not big-puffy full blown winter coats.

Also, Lunafreya is wearing a shawl or capelet with a hood, and it looks like it has a fur collar(?). Her dress looks, at least to me, like a thick fabric - wool, maybe. She’s not wearing stocking or leggings (or maybe she is and I didn’t notice), so again, it’s not winter-levels of cold.

There’s no snow either, which means either it’s before winter has fallen or afterwards - and I am inclined to believe the latter.

(That’s dependent on the general climate of Tenebrae, though)

We don’t know when Noctis was attacked, except that it was after he turned eight years old - in other words, some point after august. Possibly early September 743 at the earliest, and March - July 744 at the latest, since he was out catching fireflies, which usually appear most often in spring and summer.

We know he was comatose for a period of time following the attack, but not how long.

He possibly had been afflicted by the starscourge in canon (I don’t know if this was ever confirmed).

We also know he was paralyzed, or his body was still recovering from his injuries to the point where he was still wheelchair bound in Tenebrae.

My idea is this:

Noctis is attacked some time in late M.E 743. He is rushed into emergency surgery in an attempt to save his life, no doubt after Regis had used his magic to keep the Prince alive on the way to the nearest hospital (he’d probably be transferred to the Citadel later? He woke up in the citadel in Brotherhood, at least).

Noctis is possibly comatose for a month, maybe two. As a result of lack of movement, his muscles - on top of the damage done to back and legs - begin to atrophy.

(The symptoms of starscourge infection are stymied, because starscourge adapts differently to the body of a Lucis Caelum, and makes Noct effectively asymptomatic for a time).

When he wakes up, and probably even before that, immediate therapy begins. When possible, rehabilitation in regards to spinal cord injuries begin as soon as possible, I believed.

For a time, I think it would be…not okay, not happy, but workable. Regis would be there every step of the way, and if not him - a team of nurses and doctors ever on standby.

But at some point during his rehabilitation, from the Acute and Sub-Acute phases which will stretch over into the new year, which can generally (and I mean this broadly, every spinal injury and situation is different) take around six to eight months, he begins to show signs of the starscourge.

Regis can’t do anything to help with the appearance of the scourge, and then the realization that it must have been there for a while, that this was why Noctis’ healing was so slow - even, and especially, compared to a normal person.

The crystal, the LC magic, would have been straining to heal him - but it was almost sluggish, unfocused, as it coursed through Noctis’ body.

Regis could feed Noctis magic, take the burden of how it pulled at one’s lifeforce so that his son already so close to death did not have to.

He couldn’t take away the scourge which corrupted his son’s magic, which was just as much as the family’s magic eating away at his son’s life. The doctor’s could give estimations and exams and exercises on how to help Noctis walk again, if he ever could, and even an inability to do so was not an impossible fact - not in the long history of the bloodline -

But the starscourge?

Sooner or later, it was fatal. Regis knew of no known member in the bloodline who had gotten it - most who died to daemons died outright in battle, or as a result of injuries, long before the scourge could set in and take them - but no one had ever survived the scourge.

And only one bloodline could do anything against it.

The House of Fleuret, The Oracle.

And that meant heading to Tenebrae. Even if it was an autonomous ‘kingdom’, Tenebrae had long since been annexed by Niflheim - just like Accordo.

To bring Noctis there would be like to deliver all of Lucis into the jaws of a snarling best.

If it had simply been Noctis’ back and legs maybe, maybe Regis wouldn’t have done it. It’s a big maybe, considering how much he loves his son, but maybe.

Starscourge, though?

Hell no, it’s off to Tenebrae. They have to fucking go. It doesn’t matter how dangerous it is, to go through imperial Territory. Noctis might die either way.

A route to reach Tenebrae has to be made, means for the two of them to leave the wall unknown, then travel to Tenebrae still unknown, also having Lucis ruled well - all the while, trying to keep Noctis as stable as possible? Things like that take time.

So, they arrive in Tenebrae some point in early 744. My personal headcanon is that the two are there for maybe a few months, around March, and then Niflheim strikes and everything subsequently goes to hell. It has to be before his ninth birthday.

[secret-engima]

Very Important Question for the vinland crossover: is Leviathan's Blessing only breathing in water or does it include full-on merfolk transformation?

Because there is that mural with Levi as a mermaid and, honestly, if Gladio ever grows a tail, Clarus and Regis and Sylva will have a bsod as they try to process this development >:)

:3

:3 :3 :3

It mighhhttttttt have one of those yes >.>

But that would be something for me to poke at and unleash when the muses wander back to that au specifically XD. But honestly yes I am strongly considering it because it would be so pretty and it would freak out the adults so hard.

Leviathan out here like "my child needs Fins™".

[laqualassiel]

Trying to decide in the Spark!Ardyn au where Ardyn goes after getting Blessed by Ifrit, because there’s no way on the Pyre he’s sticking around in Niflheim now that he knows Besithia is insane enough to try daemonifying an Astral.

Now the only question is: where does he go?

There’s Tenebrae, the closest and easiest to reach when Ardyn has no identification or money and hardly any knowledge of the modern world. Get Tenebrae world building and politics, stuff on the Oracle family, and eventual interactions with a younger Sylva, who might not even be the Oracle yet depending how old Sylva’s mom is. The threat of Niflheim discovering Ardyn (again) is highest in Tenebrae, given Tenebrae’s proximity and vassalage. The people of Tenebrae would likely be more religious than other countries, so we can build on the established Cosmogony and how that ties into the official religious doctrine. Ardyn’s grief for Aera would be more raw here, with Aera’s family as constant reminders. There’s also the possible conflict of the Oracles potentially knowing about Ardyn’s new Blessing, and if Bahamut had made known to the Oracles of his mandate that no other Blessings are permitted, that could put the Oracles in a position of having to choose between Ardyn and the will of the gods (or at least the only one whose actually awake). Depending on how far the canon historical timeline gets yeeted, Ardyn would be present when Noctis is brought to Tenebrae for healing and would promptly derail Niflheim’s whole invasion.

Next closest location is Accordo. Harder to get to because of the necessity of traveling by boat, but it is part of the Empire so there’s less travel restrictions to worry about there. Here we’d get Altissia world building and politics, meeting young Claudia Claustra and her movement to free Accordo from Imperial rule. No daemons in Accordo, so Ardyn’s magic would stay under the radar longer, and therefore less risk of Niflheim and Besithia finding him. Ardyn would integrate more into city life here, rather than living as a hermit. Dunno what Ardyn would do to make a living, but he’d pick up some sort of quiet career. In addition to meeting young Claudia, we’d eventually meet Prince Regis and his Retinue when they come to Altissia and get tangled in the politics there. There’s also the chance of Leviathan waking up and being Not Pleased to find the former Accursed and now one of Ifrit’s Sparks living on her front lawn. In this location Ardyn would probably get involved with Claudia’s underground resistance movement, and would probably interact quite a bit with Weskham after he stays in Altissia.

There’s Galahd, which has less world building needed (bless @secret-engima) but I could play around with the Clan politics of the time and their oaths to the Crown. Galahd would fold Ardyn in no problem, and without havens and only a scattering of temples Ardyn would put his magic to use the quickest of all locations. He’d be safest from Niflheim here, and pretty safe from Mors sending assassins too. Dig deeper into the differences between Galahdian religion and the official doctrine. Meet some of the baby glaives. Meet Prince Regis when he comes to Galahd briefly. Help fight the Niflheim occupying forces after Mors pulls the wall, which adds the risk of discovery from Niflheim.

Lastly, we’ve got Lucis. Farthest from Niflheim and hardest to get to, but the easiest to disappear in the Lucian Outlands. Would probably set up shop as the og ‘Witch’ of Malmalam Thicket, and meet young Kimya when she shows up demanding to learn from him. Highest threat from Mors’ assassins. Would likely meet Regis and co at least once. Offers the chance for Ardyn to rescue Cor from the Tempering Grounds, including a long overdue meeting between Ardyn and Gilgamesh. After Mors pulls the Wall, would have the threat from Niflheim’s invading forces. Ardyn would be more involved with the Hunters in this, if only tangentially, and might have more interactions with Cid and Cor as time goes on. Of course, being in Lucis means he’s faced with reminders of his brother’s family, and could even make the pilgrimage to Somnus’ tomb if he’s feeling particularly self-destructive.

So, any thoughts or ideas on where Ardyn ends up after running from Niflheim?

[sylleblosscm]

Turns out I'm not sleeping until I get this down, so:

Luna growing up with strange "dreams" and a sense that there's somewhere else she needs to be, possibly accidentally-ing her way into the realisation that she has the power to heal, but hiding it so she doesn't get in trouble.

She actually goes by the name Freya, and while a few people have pointed out her resemblance to Sylva, she doesn't really think anything of it.

Is Ravus with her? It could go either way, but you already know I love that boy. Either Ravus knowing about her identity and having to protect her from it, or having no more an idea of what's going on than Luna does and being just as confused and frightened, but still trying to protect her anyway.

Alternatively, I do love a good meeting-later-in-life plot.

She could be sent to so many different places, which gives us infinite potential. Also if she was meant to be sent somewhere but something went wrong and she was lost.

She could be raised in the Lucian mainland by a hunter or smth and grow up into a hunter herself, who's kind of ambivilent towards both royal houses

She could be raised in Altissia where she grows up to own a flower shop, or become some kind of singer in a small club bc canonically she enjoys music and she's just a really happy and active member of the community, little knowing that there have been operatives from Tenebrae and possibly Lucis watching her her whole life.

She could be sent somewhere smaller like Galahd, make a simple and happy life for herself there, get really into gardening and she grows veggies and teaches kids how to agriculture and whatnot.

Or, she could be sent to Insomnia because the Wall makes it the safest option, however she is kept far from the Citadel and raised in a more "normal" setting. Due to her destiny, however, she feels a pull toward the Prince but proximity to him could blow her cover so, even though Regis has ensured she has the best life possible, he still forbids Noctis from going near for both their sakes but they don't know that so they decide to be besties and sneak away anyways.

Guys the options are literally endless thank you and goodnight for real this time

[hypocritc]

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Drautos only cared about his golden opportunity to put an end to the Lucis Caelum family line during the invasion of Tenebrae. He knew full well what the MT units were capable of and while he did not harbor any ill will towards the Mother-Oracle and her children, they were a potential sacrifice he was willing to overlook.

Queen Sylva shielded Ravus from the flames, using her body as a wall between the young boy and certain death. He had seen it countless times, countless ways. He was intimately familiar with the alarmingly sweet smell of charred meat and the acrid stench of burning hair— the sizzling hiss of internal fluids as exposed tissue burst open.

What he did was an act of mercy. Witnessing the woman being executed would leave scars, but it was preferable to more horrific visions of her screaming, clawing wildly at air and earth, twisting and spasming as the fire fed from her body.

He would willingly take on the weight of his budding hatred, would understand and stare knowingly back into Ravus' eyes at the time of his reckoning. For what else could a boy who'd lost everything cling to, what else could sate the endless agony and rage stirring in his soul?

The first mistake he had made was calling out to Regis, the foolish monarch fleeing with his son and Lunafreya while leaving the rest of Tenebrae behind.

The clawed gauntlet covering his hand seized Ravus by the back of the skull, twisting his wrist to force the prince to watch as the coward ran.

"He can save no one, least of all himself," he'd remarked coldly, releasing the boy (no, now a young man) to slump against the forest floor in abject despair.

"The only strength you can rely on is your own. Cultivate it. Hone the edge of your hatred into sharpened steel and take back what is yours."

I'll be waiting.

[TL;DR: I can see Drautos pitying Ravus in his own fucked up way (hooray toxic masculinity), accepting that one day the Crown Prince might come for his life.

He wouldn't exactly be surprised to see Ravus enlist in the militia, as he had little by the way of options, but he would play the role as mentor and see to it that Ravus is fully prepared for his next steps. Not merely swordplay and takedowns, but strategy and tactical know-how, diplomacy. He would see to it that Ravus works for everything he needs and acquires it with his own hands, by his own merit.

Perhaps it works a little too well, as he appears noticeably alarmed when Ravus later tries to seize the power of the Ring of the Lucii for himself. That is a lesson hard-learned, but he'd probably respect the sheer audacity.

Drautos will pour all of his resentment, knowledge, and cunning into Ravus and help shape him into a force to be reckoned with- If not by Drautos' hand, then Ravus can be the instrument of Lucis' fall.]

[primamchorus]

Sylva

Safe within the Fenestala Manor, Noctis awakens bathed in a sense of comfort. He meets the Queen Oracle of Tenebrae and is reassured that she and others will do all in their power to aid him.

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The next time Noctis woke up, his body felt as if it were bathed in a soothing warmth before his eyes fluttered open. Above him, he saw the familiar faces of his father and his aunt. Then, there was a face not-so-familiar to him: a woman who looked at him with the same type of warmth that he felt. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a braided bun while a diadem made up of silver and clear crystals sat nestled atop her head.

“It’s great to finally meet you, Noctis,” the woman spoke, her voice calm and gentle. Her ice blue eyes twinkled in the light as the corners of her eyes crinkled with her gentle smile. “I’m Sylva Via Fleuret.”

“You’re...the Oracle and Queen of Tenebrae…” Noctis sleepily said.

“That’s right, and you’re the Crown Prince of Lucis,” Sylva replied rather playfully before gently tapping his nose with her index finger. “Your father, aunt, and their Crownsguard traveled a long way to see you safely here. How are you feeling?”

Noctis pushed himself up into a seated position. He realized he was in a soft bed of silky white and blue sheets, and the room was composed of mostly white marble that reflected the differently colored lights from the stained glass windows. The images within the glass seemed to tell stories with their images. What those stories were, however, Noctis did not know.

Looking down, Noctis noticed the small totem of a carbuncle on his pillow. His attention lingered.

“Noctis?” Regis’ voice softly spoke up. When Noctis looked at his father, Regis only motioned with his eyes toward Sylva.

“O-oh…um… I’m actually feeling much better, Queen Sylva… Thank you,” Noctis stated, not actually feeling too sure of that. To test his spoken affirmation, he moved his legs to dangle off the side of the bed. They were still rather numb, and a dull ache throbbed in his shins and calves.

“It…doesn’t hurt as much as it used to…” Noctis went on to say, leaning over to turn his attention toward the ground. He wanted to test actually standing up on his own two feet. Of course, as soon as he started to slip out and into a standing position, the pain -- while not as intense as before for him -- still shot through him like electricity.

Noctis staggered and clutched onto the bed for support, a pained groan escaping him. Sylva held a hand out for him to help him get seated back upon the bed.

“I’m afraid healing you will still take some time, Noctis,” Sylva said. “You will still experience some pain, but I promise you that while you and everyone else are here, you shall be treated as our honored guests. I shall do everything in my power to see that the Starscourge is cleansed from your body.”

Sylva drew her hands together after helping Noctis back into bed and continued: “In the meantime, please do take it easy. If you wish to roam the halls of the Fenestala Manor, you need only ask. It is likely you’ll need the assistance of your wheelchair a little while longer.”

“I hate having to use it…” Noctis pouted. At this, Sylva took a seat next to him.

“Do you best not to see the wheelchair as a burden nor a sign of weakness, Noctis,” Sylva started. “Like your father and aunt -- like me -- the wheelchair is there to alleviate your pains and assist you with getting through a day. For some, a wheelchair has become a permanent part of their lives, and that is not a bad thing. If it does what it was made to do, and if it’s helping you, then see it for what it is.”

The pout remained on Noctis’ face, but he said nothing further. He hated feeling like he was getting lectured.

“Well, I must leave for now. I’ll be back later to see if I can help you further, Noctis. For now, Aurae has been instructed on what to administer you for any bouts of pain.” Sylva stood, looking upon Noctis for a long moment before turning her attention toward Regis and Aurae. With a smile as a means to offer reassurance to them, she strode from the room.

[meissashush]

Sylva Via Fleuret

Sexuality Headcanon: Straight until proven otherwise (yes this is a challenge)

Gender Headcanon: Doesn't realize there are other options beyond Male/Female but will happily smile and call you whatever you'd prefer

A ship I have with said character: Sylva/A More Complicated Character Design

A BROTP I have with said character: Sylva sees herself as the reluctant guiding figure to a young and rebellious Regis. She is very glad Noctis doesn't (seem) to have the same tendencies

A NOTP I have with said character: Sylva/Ardyn. Don't date the man who murders your daughter, okay?

A random headcanon: Square had to kill her early because if she had the chance to do ANYTHING, the game would have came out different.

General Opinion over said character: I basically paste my own ideas onto her, which is fine since she's made out of cardboard.

[a-world-in-grey]

What is Besithia doing in Spark!Ardyn au? Considering his pet projects got thoroughly torched by an annoyed Astral, along with his lab.

Besithia doesn’t strike me as the type to let an Astral throwing a hissy fit get in the way of his goals. Well, not for long, anyways.

Haven’t played through Episode Ardyn yet and it’s been awhile since I watched a walkthrough, but iirc Besithia books it either when the Royal Guard shows up to have a go at killing Ardyn, or when Ifrit wakes up pissed as fuck. Either way, Besithia is too busy running to avoid getting flambéd to see that Ardyn did not get immolated with the rest of the lab.

So with his lab turned to ash and charred and melted scrap - and assuming Ardyn’s ashes are in there as well - Besithia is back to not square one, but like, square two with his daemon experiments. Only now there’s the issue of Ifrit being awake, and that Astral isn’t known for being fond of humans.

And Besithia doubts he’s on the Astral’s Winter Solstice card list.

First Besithia has to fess up to the Emperor about his colossal fuck up - lost an expensive lab, lost the experiments he’d invested so much money in, and there’s now a pissed off Astral on the loose - and hope Iedolas doesn’t decide to cut his losses where Besithia is concerned. Besithia is in luck. Iedolas isn’t pleased with Besithia, but the Emperor gives Besithia a chance to mitigate his mistake by coming up with a way to counter an Astral.

So begin Besithia’s experiments into countering divine magic. With the added difficulty of finding a source of divine magic to test his results on.

Niflheim can already clone food, surely humans can’t be that much more difficult? Ardyn’s genetic samples all burned up in his lab, so Besithia starts with his own dna to perfect the process.

Once he gets that - the successful subjects are placed under observation to monitor development even as they are placed in various homes - Besithia moves on to acquiring a suitable genetic sample from either the line of the Oracles or Lucis Caelums.

Depending how long it takes Besithia to reach this stage, his options are Sylva’s Fleuret parent, Sylva herself, baby Ravus, Mors, or Regis. At which point Besithia starts trying to clone subjects in the hope of them inheriting magic so he can test countering divine magic on them. Instead of having to test it on a fully aware Oracle or a trial by fire on an angry Astral.

Only, it turns out magic doesn’t really play well with cloning attempts so Besithia’s gonna be at this for awhile.

[andywinter16]

Terror. Madness. Grief. It flashed all through Regis head when they got safely back to Insomnia. Poor Noctis cried the whole time for Luna. Luna and Ravus, he left them in their enemies hands. He sweard to Sylva, that he will get them back. Niflheim would pay for their crimes ! After leaving exhausted Noctis in hands of his caretakers, Regis went alone to the Crystal chamber. To have a word with his ancestors who silently observed their lifes. 

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Regis ordered everyone to leave. No one understand why, yet who they were to questioned the king´s decision. After that the chamber became cold, it felt even hostile to be alone there with Crystal. Regis  without any pretensions summoned the power of the ring after more than eight years since he lost her, love of his life. He yearned for his Queen so much, for her soothing touch, her breathtaking smile and a raucous laugh. Those joyful memories still hurted when he though about her. You left us too soon, my love. 

--

The kings and queens of Yore showed themselves before the current king. The time itself froze in the moment. A powerful magic was unleashed and Crystal reacted. 

“ Why did you called upon us, child?” said the Founder king strictly on his massive throne. Regis felt so insignificant in their presence. 

Drained Regis spoke to him as politely as he could. “"I wish to speak to my dear wife. She should be here among you as rightful ruler of Insomnia.” He stood there in anticipation, but no one showed up. The kings and queens were silent, until the Rogue queen took pity on him and said. “Young king, her soul is not here among us.”  Regis was shocked. “ Then where is soul of my beloved?”

“ What an insolence, to think a mere mortal could be in our ranks.” the Warrior king said offended, many of the attendees agreeing with him.

Regis narrowed his eyes at the old king. “ Let me remind you o mighty king, that you all were once mortals like myself. And you especifically should know, what it is to lose your loved one.”  One by one Regis looked around and exclaimed coldly. “ I ask you once again rulers of Yore, where is my wife?”  Yet again no answer was given to Regis.

“Perhaps, I can give you the answer, your highness.” a woman emerged out of nowhere before Regis. He fastly drew his sword in defense. The woman came closer unarmed, as Regis noticed. She looked very young perhaps in her early twenties. “ You can´t expect answer from those who Bahamut chained to do his biding, my lord.”The woman looked at him with regret.” A cursed line of Lucis Caelum, to never know rest. You were ripped from my lady´s hands, when she wanted to bestow blessing upon your bloodline, your highness.”  Regis was wary of her, yet something in him told him to listen to this child. “ If only I was stronger, then I could ripped Bahamut apart for his treachery.” the woman clenched her hand into a fist,” Your highness, you want answers that I can give you, my only condition is that you listen to what I have to say.”  Regis briefly thought about it, he didn´t see  harm in it.

“Let´s say young one, that I would accept this proposal. But first tell me, who are you and about what lady you spoke of to?”  curiosite got better of him.

The woman bowed deeply. “ Hope your highness will pardon my rudeness. I am here on behalf my lady, Etro. And as for me, I am her humble servant Andrea, but perhaps  you will be more familiar with a name  Leo.”  mischievous smile played on her full lips. Regis froze in place upon hearing that name. He remembered the ancient books, in his youth, that told about that name: Leo the beast of Etro´s gate and guardian of dead.

[ffxvficrec]

by TheVoyager After the Fall of Insomnia and before his encounter with Noctis at Aracheole Stronghold, Ravus returns to the Crown City to retrieve the sword of King Regis and lay him to rest. Here the newly promoted High Commander confronts his feelings toward the old king and witnesses the transition of powers between the triumphant Niflheim Empire and the defeated Kingdom of Lucis. Writing/editing consultant: Vaer1 Words: 5589, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 4 of The Great Wars Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Ravus Nox Fleuret , Regis Lucis Caelum , Lunafreya Nox Fleuret , Noctis Lucis Caelum , Ardyn Izunia , Sylva Via Fleuret , Regis Lucis Caelum's Royal Council Additional Tags: Post-Kingsglaive: Final Fantasy XV , Wakes & Funerals , Reminiscing , Regret , Soul-Searching , Grief/Mourning