#chuuni catboy son

[wyrmwinds]

do you think ironworks sent raha to the first in his fancy crystal exarch garb or do you think he arrived there in rags & all his baby face min height miqo glory and the people of the first still wanted to make him their king

[noctsqueen]

If FFXIV Ava were a canon msq character there would be a dialogue response where  if you choose something to do with G’raha she goes like “Oh, has my son piqued your interest? Know that if you wish to court him, you’ll have to gain my favor first. A test of courage would be in order.”

And people would go crazy over this and draw their wols/ocs taking Ava’s test of courage for like a month

[dragoonresources]

MY ROYAL EYE STIRS! – an rp icon template by dragoonresources

➻ 58 x 88px icon, full size is 80 x 290 ➻ themed after my chuuni catboy son, g'raha tia of final fantasy xiv ➻ includes various "backings" for the icon: papers, crystal, and tomestone -- the latter is not pictured ➻ includes both his Endwalker and Crystal Exarch staff ➻ text is editable, fonts used are houston display and solveig text ➻ feel free to adjust as needed, just don't redistribute an edited version ➻ do not redistribute and/or use for commercial use ➻ do not use on fanart without artist’s permission ➻ do not use for krp/rping real life people ➻ credit not necessary, but please like or reblog ➻ check rules for full info

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[noctswife]

Despite its popularity I've heard nothing about the plot of Bridgerton, only that it's a regency(?) era story and also that g'raha's VA is in there. So every time I see it mentioned I go "Ah the period drama my son stars in". It's a G'raha show to me. And whenever it trends a little part of me goes "I wonder what my catboy is up to there now" as if G'raha Tia himself, not his VA is in there just chuuni-ing it up. Interrupting dinner parties to jump on the table and croon about his allagan eye.

[noctsqueen]

Ranking How Well I Could Clean My F/Os' Ears

Exactly what it says up there, I got a new earpick so I'm thinking about cleaning their ears.

Everyone knows the appeal of getting your ears cleaned by someone else is the lap pillow, and Noct takes full advantage of it. He's not even shy about it, he's taking a comfy nap on my lap. I'd deduct points for if he falls asleep before I can have him turn so I can clean the other side, but getting to run my fingers through his hair is nice plus he's the husband so he gets a full score.

Not only is she fine with staying still, I think Luna would be reasonably interested in the process. Westerners tend to have more liquid earwax which is why they don't practice ear cleaning as much, and Tenebrae's a western nation so I don't think she's experienced one before. After it's over she'd want to give it a try too -- Being a healer, she'd be gentle and learn pretty quickly.

Did you know people clean cat ears? I've never done it before, but it seems similar enough especially since G'raha's capable of not making sudden movements as opposed to an actual cat. It would take some getting used to, but I could probably clean them well enough. ARR G'raha wouldn't let me, but I think I could convince ShB/EW Raha to let me pamper him a little.

Elezen ears jut out directly to the side, so doing a lap-pillow ear cleaning would be difficult, plus you'd have to enter at a kind of weird angle that would obstruct being able to look properly.

In my heartcanon though, Elezen practice cleaning each others' ears so maybe he'd let me in on those Top Secret Elezen Ear Cleaning Techniques. Also per the usual elf ear sensitivity headcanons I think he'd like the bonten/feather part of the earpick. He won't admit it though.

Grimnir's super excited to experience the mortal custom of ear cleaning! Alas, he is Grimnir. He'll giggle about it being ticklish, squirm, and then cry when his sudden movements make the earpick hit his eardrum. His ears will be clean eventually (he's being brave about it) but it's a huge hassle considering his nature.

*Grimnir has pointy ears as well, but they seem to tilt backwards enough to be able to comfortably view and access the ear canal

The situation's just super awkward for him. Eric's super touch-starved (I don't imagine ancients do that much physical intimacy, much less ear cleaning), so laying on someone's lap? Having them scratch around inside his ear? We may be friends but it's too much. He gets up and apologizes. Sorry Eric for being a weirdo who likes to clean ears.

[noctsqueen]

"Aw, you did so well today! [Hair ruffling] Tell you what, on our way back I'll buy my favorite little boy some delicious sweets as a reward."

G'raha, my s/i's #1 fan, who time traveled to save her: I'm honored, truly, but there's no need to pacify me with candy like some child.

Grimnir, who has killed hundreds of innocents, positively bouncing with excitement: Wahoo! You're the best, singularity! I want to try one of those biiiig parfaits at a cafe we went past!

I have two official familial chuuni f/os.

One is a god who controls the winds who was a former weapon of war and serves to test the protag's strength

The other is a nerdy little red catboy

Which one of these is instantly on board with being force-adopted and babied?

[noctsqueen]

IK it’s my chuuni g’raha brainrot hc speaking but whenever I listen to In This Unstable World I think of G’raha,,, It’s a bit more high energy than him but it still reminds me of he

Brainrot interpretation below

In my vision it’s abt G’raha crossing the rift and bringing WoL to the First,,,

abt him as the Exarch and his perception of his younger self, especially in the part where it’s integral that he recognizes his past self as him.

These lines being abt how to save the First they have to play the villain against Vaulthry.

These lines being him waiting hundreds of years to bring WoL to the First. The titular unstableness referring to how the world is literally unbalanced with almost all of it being swallowed by light

[wyrmwinds]

FFXIVWrite Day 17 - Destruct

Warnings: ShB spoilers, offscreen death. Ask to tag.

Pairing: Gen overall but I wrote it with a Ava x Midgardsormr lens

Length: 1503 Words

Summary: G’raha visits his mother’s restrained corpse and is accompanied in mourning by an ancient, unexpected figure

Notes: Eyes of Wrath + “Ava causes the eighth calamity” verse. Inspired by The Weathered Head at Onigashima 

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    It hadn’t taken long to learn of his mother’s travails after he had locked himself in the Crystal Tower. After all, she was the cause of the Eighth Umbral Calamity. 

    They spoke of her in curses, told him tales of how she was a being fueled by wrath, tearing apart Ishgard -- and then the rest of Eorzea -- as an unholy combination of man and dragon. He couldn’t believe that they spoke of the same woman who lovingly nurtured him, ruffling his hair and offering him homemade miq’abobs. Any mention he made of her previous exploits were explained away with tall tales -- of her absorbing the aether of the primals she defeated, or her defeating the Black Wolf to gain information on the Meteor Project. Though his allies at Garlond Ironworks did believe that such stories were utter rubbish, they were also unsure of whether her treatment of him had been genuine.

    It had to be. He remembered the terror in her eyes when he was in danger, the disarray she was in when he told them all he was to put himself into stasis. All the times she had obliged his requests to tell him of her travails, the times she fussed over his buttons that were on the verge of falling off. That’s why he had them fly him to the land of Azys Lla, where she had been restrained to prevent further catastrophes. 

    She barely even looked human like this, back arched, head in the air, captured mid-scream as her every limb was restrained — Instantly recognizable as Allagan restraints by the design. Not a single ilm of flesh was visible, her form completely consumed by crystalline growths. She made a grisly trophy. He’d expected a memorial of her to be heroic and grand, displaying her with her trusty lance by her side, a confident smirk on her face. Not at all this. It disgusted him, the way they put her torment up on display for eternity. 

    What made her cause such destruction? He wished he hadn’t trapped himself in the tower -- perhaps he could have stopped her. Clasping his hands together, he offered up a moment of silence for her, a tear making its way down his cheek as he imagined the pain she must have felt. 

    A deep, ancient voice rumbled from within his mind, scaring him out of his wits. 

    “For what doth thy kneel, child of Allag?”

    Gathering himself together, he spoke aloud, voice trembling. 

    “For my mother… The warrior of light, I mean. Ava Drangahr.”

    “Ah…” The voice was full of sorrow. “A woman of much conviction, she was. The plight of my children was her own. A plight that drove her to madness until man was forced to ensnare her, just as they did of my brood so long ago.”

    The words used… he was speaking to none other than the king of dragons, Midgardsormr. He froze in place, choosing his words carefully.

    “Did you... know her, er, my lord?”

    A deep, slow laugh. “I bound myself to her… I trusted that if any mortal could end the war between man and dragon, it would be Hydaelyn’s chosen. Alas, her desire for vengeance emerged the victor, and now she payeth the price. There is irony in the fact… Her vengeance upon Ishgard and that left of Allag hath left the lands scarred, just as Allag had done to her homeland an eternity before.”

    At last, he made himself seen. A deep olive green dragonet, barely a yalm long. Yet despite his meager form, G’raha felt uneasy as Midgardsormr looked deep into his eyes.

    “Child of Allag, gaze across these forsaken lands. What thinkest you of your forebears’ misdeeds?”

    Despite the tales his birth nation espoused of Allag, a part of G’raha always held a morbid fascination with the nation once he learned of his eye’s origins -- even going as far as to write his Archon’s Thesis about them. But looking across Azys Lla, he understood his mother’s hatred for the empire. A land infested with aetherochemicals to the point that it looked uninhabitable -- Far from the glory of the crystal tower. He couldn’t even imagine the torture it would be for one to endure this prison for millennia on end.

    “I will admit that in the past, we have overlooked the Allagans’ fondness for genetic experimentation on unwilling beings in favor of their technological marvels, but there is no way to ignore it now. Ava spoke of the horrors Allagans inflicted on her homeland thousands of years ago, and to see their works used against her in modern day… it horrifies me.”

    “I see…” Midgardsormr flies to Ava’s shoulder. “She may have been a warrior of light, but she was still mortal. These binds were intended for dragonkind, and though she hath supped deep of our strength, her flesh ultimately gave in. Perhaps a mercy, for she would not have had to endure years of unending suffering as my kin had. Alas, her suffering pains me still, our bond strengthened from the brief time together we had.”

    “Do you miss her?” He blurted out.

    “The inner thoughts of a dragon are not yours to know, mortal, nor yours to comprehend.” Despite his words and the subtle anger in the way he spoke them, G’raha still felt a sense of longing from how comfortably he roosted on her crystallized shoulder -- it was as if he had done so many times before. 

    They stood in silence, G’raha not knowing what information Midgardsormr would be willing to divulge while simultaneously being afraid of oversharing -- A cold war of information. G’raha soon realized that he was testing him, keeping a watchful eye on him of his every mannerism, his every word. Nervous, he stiffened up, not wanting to attract the wrath of a wyrmking, an intent clearly evident to him.

    “You needeth not fear for now, child of Allag. The Warrior of Light cared deeply for you, imploring that I keep you safe in her final moments. I would simply take measure of your worth ; I would watch and see if you would pick up the pieces of what your mother wished to build.”

    G’raha stood awkwardly, fidgeting as he listened to Midgardsormr’s words. Even now, empowered with the strength of two Allagan eyes, he doubted that he could live up to her legacy ( eighth calamity excluded, not just because he believes he could achieve such a feat, but also as he does not wish to ) alone. 

    “In all honesty, I do not believe I could. And even if I were able to, I could not carry on with such a duty with the same conviction she did. She grew up alongside dragons, while this is my first time speaking with one. I am sorry… my lord.” 

    “Heh… Thy honesty is appreciated, son of Allag.’ The wyrmking closed his eyes as if to ponder. At last, he opens them yet again. “Buried beneath her feet lieth the last of her aether -- a crystal of light. I hid it after her passing, alas, it hath no use to me. I shalt entrust it to thine hands, mortal. Yet if thy decideth to use it for cruelty, I shall break mine promise to thy mother and smite thee.”

    Terrified of the prospect, G’raha dug at the parched earth beneath Ava’s ‘corpse’, grateful for an excuse to escape Midgardsormr’s incessant gaze. As he searches for her crystal, the wyrm continues to speak, eyes still trained on his back.

    “‘Sons must answer for their fathers’ misdeeds’ -- Such were the words I spoke to thy mother upon our first meeting. Yet though her ancestors were not those who had betrayed our trust, she took it upon herself to resolve the rift between us. Though her attempt to join herself unto our cause hath resulted in tragedy, I hath not ignored her sentiment -- a fatal desire to recreate the peace her ancestors and my children had enjoyed so long ago. With this, I ask of thee, son of Allag -- Shalt thy follow in thine mother’s well-meaning footsteps, or shalt thy mimic the destruction thy forebears had wreaked upon mine children so long ago?”

    Soon, his hands found the telltale smoothness of a crystal in the dirt -- Small enough for him to wrap his hand around, not unlike the common ones used to either summon gods or craft goods. He pulled out and inspected it -- a deep red crystal, pulsing with power. It felt almost taboo for him to hold what was essentially the remains of his idol.

    “It is thine to keep,” Midgardsormr said, as if reading his mind. “The Warrior of Light had no blood ancestors. There is none to look after it but thee. Do not misuse her strength.”

    He gazed up one last time at Ava’s visage, hoping that her head would turn and smile at him, tell him she was proud. Yet, a corpse cannot move, feel or speak, much less the crystallized shell of one. 

    “I will do my best to honor her.”

[noctsqueen]

thinking abt how raha has lived over hundreds of years w the fate of the world resting on his shoulders when he is also like. a baby boy. hes just 24. 

thinking abt ava once realizing this enables him to act as childish and excited as he likes. ava letting him act chuuni and regaling him w tales of adventure. he is No Longer old man grandpa of the crystarium Ava is deliberately digging up fond childhood memories of his and making his favorite dishes from when he was a kid. She will have him live his life if he wasnt one of the deciding factors of the eighth umbral calamity as if her life depends on it.

[noctsqueen]

Important note about Shadowbringers: Before Raha officially reveals that he’s the crystal exarch Ava often casually brings things Raha liked from the Source and leaves them in the ocular just to hint that I know it’s you raha you can’t fool your mother and also bc she wants her son to be happy

And then Raha is just. ‘does she know??? she cant know my disguise is infallible despite the fact that my voice is the same and that im the same height and have the same skintone but does she know???’

[noctsqueen]

Rammbroes: G'raha Tia has been assigned to the project as an observer. I hope you will forgive him his... eccentricities and welcome him as one of our own.

Ava, seeing G'raha do the chuuni eye pose: His eccentricities are perfect he's my son now.

[noctsqueen]

thinking abt modern au avaques which is already inherently funny bc of the post i made previously abt it  but im just thinking abt the two different variations on what Raha could be. Like theres the sensible but fantastic single mom ava and her child Raha. And THEN theres just. Raha as an actual cat. I hold actual cat raha in my arms and force foulques to bond with him.

[noctsqueen]

Thinking about me evaluating Rahas potential s/os: nice

Thinking about Foulques sending Rahas potential s/os on courage tests to see if theyre worthy of his son: EXTREMELY nice

Ppl who ship themselves with G’raha PLEASE interact

[noctsqueen]

Now that I have completed 5.3 and Raha has finally come out of his crystal-encrusted ancient technology room it is time to think about:

Running around with Raha introducing him to everyone as my son

Forcing Raha and Foulques to bond

Foulques taking Raha on his first trial of courage and Raha isn’t even scared bc he’s so excited

Getting to help Raha train like before he locked himself into the tower, this time w Foulques

Ava being so happy and warm bc she has both her son AND her beloved,,, the good timeline.

Foulques slowly easing into treating Raha like a son

Getting to sew together rips in Raha’s clothes and do his braid for him

Just being a ridiculously doting parent to Raha

[noctsqueen]

While finishing 5.0 it came to mind that Foulques would also be transported to the First and it’s actually peak comedy material because like he doesn’t know who the exarch is, that he’s essentially his son in a way (Note that Foulques was incapacitated during crystal tower quests) so he spends the time before I arrive like. Being passive aggressive at the exarch and impatiently waiting for me to arrive and then I DO i have to pull Foulques aside and go “Hey uh Foulques that’s actually the son I told you I adopted while you were knocked out trust me he’ll live up to your standards” and Foulques is just put in this weird situation where he realizes that he kind of has a son and is absolutely ITCHING to put Raha’s courage to the test but he can’t because of MSQ obligations

[noctsqueen]

💬 + exasperated for whoever you choose !! ~\(≧▽≦)/~

Here’s a quote to Raha because I love my catboy son and also bc he deserves a scolding after (ffxiv shadowbringers spoilers)

“First off, kid, I’m glad to see that you’re safe. You have no idea how worried I’ve been about you.

Second off, you have no idea how worried I’ve been about you! First, you go off and disappear into your tower for years, then I finally find you after you drag us into another world, and then you try to sacrifice your life?! Do you have any idea how devastated I’d be?! I don’t care if I become a lightwarden or if we can’t go back to the source -- you’re my son, and I’m not letting you die. I’d fight a million fights just so that you’re safe and sound.

<sigh> At least tell me if you’re going to do something -- so many things -- so reckless. After we rest, you’re in big trouble, young man.