#ffxv twin au

[mikumixtwix]

figured i should make a basic list for reference in case anyone is interested in a particular AU or OC-centered story i've made and mentioned before, but haven't brought up in a while

unfortunately i only have a dedicated tag for a few of these (marked w/ a *) and the others are kinda in the amalgamation of my OC core tag)

Here's the AUs

Puella Magi! Noctis AU*

FFXV/Sburb AU*

Evillious/FFXV AU

BOTW Twin AU

Jaune V8 Timeloop*

Sending Vash to Ever After (RWBY crossover)

And here's the OCs

Original LoZ story (unnamed rn)

Twin Area of Effect (Kingdom Hearts OCs)*

MSPABand (Homestuck OCs)*

(i'm literally always thinking about these OC stories/AUs but i have the habit of only talking about them a handful of times in tags and like once in a actual post)

[phoenixfiiire]

Verses

Story Untold: This verse is set either before or during the events of the game. Joshua can be anywhere from 10 to 28 depending on the era this is happening in.

Story's End: Post game. I write that Joshua was brought back to life by Clive and that Clive died. Joshua then becomes the Duke of Rosaria (after Rosaria is granted her independence again by Sanbreque) and does his best to try to rule.

I am more than amenable to slight changes to this allowing for things such as Rosaria still being enslaved by Sanbreque, or for Clive to be alive, but as I play Joshua he does need to survive.

New Chapter: This is for writing verses set in other canons, such as FFXIV. Here, while Joshua was saved by Clive, the force of Ultima's power sent him to another world.

Remake Era: A modern AU. Joshua is a struggling college student living with his brother Clive and trying to deal with making rent while making grades, and dealing with his heart condition.

Otherworldly Summon: An AU for Kingdom Hearts. Read more here.

Genetic Apostate: FFVII au. Information can be found here.

Ember Astral: FFXV au. Information can be found here.

Twin AUs: For other Joshuas. One involves being an egi, the other involves being Ultima.

The Boys AU: It's really not well formed but you can read about it here! No specific additional headcanons yet because I feel this is incredibly niche.

Tales of Zestiria/Berseria: Not even one with a tag yet, but information on my vague ideas are here.

More verses can be added if a series specific AU is formed.

[writermich18]

FFXV AU Idea

Somebody once told Regis he looked exactly like his father and the next day Regis came to work with his hair dyed blue-black.

Somebody once told Regis he acted like his father and suddenly the work was assigned to different officers and nobody was getting micromanaged. He went from hands on to observing.

And then those same trusted officers stole from the Galahdians, the Tenebreans, all the refugees, and now here everyone sits in the open arena reserved for Judgement, getting the full force of Regis's aura baring down on them. The older generation who survived Regis's purging are reminded of Mors.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Regis's finger taps the throne. It sounds throughout the open area.

The 29-year-old stares down at them all, eyes glowing blue and gold with slitted pupils. A low, rumbling growl rolls, reverberating throughout everyone's bones.

"You know. I really didn't want to do this. I dyed my hair to avoid my looks being compared to my father. I stopped managing and focusing on everyone, trusting you would do your jobs properly without me interfering, because I wanted to avoid being compared to my father in that I was exactly like him. I wanted to be different, I really did," Regis mutters.

He rolls his eyes as a noble starts stammering, protesting his words. "Shut up." He waves a hand, cutting through the air and the noble finds themself no longer able to talk.

Regis's eyes flick to the Kingsglaive standing to attention behind the gathered nobles.

"My Kingsglaive, I can only ask for your forgiveness. Once we are finished here, you may go home to help your families and friends sort through the returned artifacts which had been stolen from you," Regis states. The Kingslaives twitch, shock barely suppressed due to their training.

Regis focuses back on the nobles, his aura forcing all of them to prostrate themselves.

"Kneel before your King and heed my command," the full force of the Lucii and Regis's power echoes and reverberates through his voice, through the Citadel, and the city. Even into the country. Everything stops, frozen with the need to do as their King commands. Even those who have nothing to do with the King's fury kneel. His voice echoes ten-fold, hundred-fold, with the voices of hundreds of kings. "I hearby strip every last one of you of your noble titles. I strip you of your territory, your businesses and side hustles, your estates, and your identity. Never shall you earn any job. Never shall any acknowledge or know of your existence. May you and yours never be recognized or honored for any deed or action from this day onward. May you work and labor as those you once scorned had and never see a penny of it. May you die in the very same ditch you once condemned our soldiers to."

The condemned nobles wept, silent and frozen, as their hands are forced out in front of them.

"From each of you, I shall give ten-fold the punishment you gave my people for the crime of existing." The Royal Arms burst to life. Noctis, 5 years old, coldly watches from his Prince's throne as his father strikes at the offending nobles. His hands shake as blood spills on the arena's floor once again for the first time in 15 years, since Regis took the throne.

Regis gently takes Noctis's hand and holds it, rubbing his thumb on his hand comfortingly. Noctis watches as one noble gets his hands pinned to the floor by the Knight's twin daggers. Another gets shot in the back in non-vital areas by the Wanderer's bow (I forgot whose weapons are whose, whoever takes this prompt can fix it). Another loses an arm, one loses their leg. One loses an arm and a leg. Another gets the words LIAR carved in their abdomen. Another gets their legs and hands pinned to the floor. One noble gets their foot pinned to the floor by a large nail. Another gets thirty lashes.. Various punishments, consequences of their actions which his people suffered instead of these cruel nobles, these nobles had taken upon Regis's people for years, he deals upon them.

It's completely silent, none of the traitors able to scream or move as Regis lets go of his son's hand and stands. "Clarus, take Noctis away. He doesn't need to see the last part. Remember, my son, for nobles like these fools, Ruthlessness is Mercy, but only upon those who have proven deserving of it." Noctis nods, glaring at the nobles as he hops off his throne. His own eyes burn in purple and red, slitted like his father's. Clarus nods and picks up Noctis, gesturing to his own son and Ignis to follow. Regis waits until the door closes behind them.

Regis walks down the throne and stops before the first person in the first row, kneeling in the middle. He stares coldly down at the last noble who didn't get touched, his Royal Arms circling lazily through the room. That noble is of the older generation, one who managed to slip through the cracks and been a thorn in Regis's side for years since he was a child. Now he had proof. Evidence of what this particular cruel man had done. The ringmaster finally tumbling down. Duke Kendrickson, xenophobic misogynistic asshole, the kind of person whose so skilled at speaking it takes you several days to realize you just got insulted and several more to realize he scammed you. This asshole has been destabilizing and trying to undermine Regis's rule from the get go.

"Kendrickson. The ringmaster. I'm sure you're thinking you're getting away with only your title and possessions taken. Oh no. I wanted to hurt you personally. Believe me, my Ancestors are itching to get their hands on you, the Mystic especially." Regis crouches down, grabbing him by the chin. He forces his head up. "Since it was your voice that started this mess, it's only fair I strip you of your voice." Kendrickson's eyes widen, face paling rapidly, as Regis squeezes his cheeks. His mouth is forced open. Kendrickson can't resist the magic pinning him in place as a servant hands Regis pliers. Regis uses the pliers to grab the ex-Duke's tongue and pull it forth. He lets go of his jaw to pull out his hidden dagger. "I would make this painful as possible but I don't want to look at your ugly mug longer than I have to so..."

Regis slices his tongue off. It takes two hits due to Regis half-heartedly slicing his tongue and not putting his whole force into it. Kendrickson screams, dropping to the floor as Regis's magic releases the nobles. A hand covers his mouth as blood spills out. Regis stands up, dropping the tongue onto a bowl and pliers onto a towel that servants hold out to him, smiling in thanks to them.

Screams echo through the room as the nobles whither on the ground.

"I don't know why you all are complaining. After all, I am my father's son." For a moment, as the Kingslaive watch the nobles' suffering indifferently, Lt. Nyx Ulric could have sworn he saw a figure wearing ancient clothes in a blue cloak standing behind Regis, hands settled on his shoulders. The figure stares down at the nobles with white fury, green tears streaming down his face, iris gone, a dark and ferocious look with sharp canines bared. Regis grins as he comments about being his father's son, sharp canines exposed for all to see. For a moment, the light flickers in the setting sun, and Regis and the figure's hair shine red. When the light stops shining in Nyx's eyes, the figure is gone. What was that?

Crownsguard come forward at Regis's gesture and drag the nobles away, to prison most likely. The Royal Arms have disappeared.

Regis turns to the Kingslaive, walking to them, ignoring the blood. To their shock, he bows to them. "My deepest apologies to you for failing to realize what was happening to you and yours behind my back. I am sorry. I am so sorry. I have broken my promise to you and your fellow refugees. I will do what I can to fix this. I can only hope some day you can find it inside yourself to forgive me and my country for our failure."

...

The refugees, with the Kingsglaive's help, get the right to take from the ex-nobles' estates anything they want in retaliation for what the nobles took from them.

[primamchorus]

Introductions :: Primam Chorus

Name Meaning :: The First Dance (or some bastardized Latin variation of it) Nicknames :: Prim, any myriad of baked good product name from her brother Age :: 28 Birthday :: August 15th Height :: 5'6" // 167.64 cm Birthplace :: Insomnia, Lucis Race :: Lucian with Galahdian ancestry Orientation :: Demisexual / Demiromantic Relationship Status :: It's complicated Defining Feature :: Hair-restricted leucism Weapon Preferences :: Mana / Magic, Mace, Kukris / Knives (NIN), Lance (DRG), if disarmed and no mana: Fists (MNK)

FFXV :: Origin

Born of noble House Chorus in service to the Crown of Insomnia as Arm of the King, Primam and her twin brother were raised with that at the forefront of their existence due to their mother's rigorous and strict regimen. Originally meant to be Crownsguard as they grew older, King Regis' conception of the Kingsglaive and taking in Galahdian refugees in exchange for their efforts to protect the Wall and city saw their mother requesting a change in their role as part-Galahdian individuals despite the generations that House Chorus has been in service.

Since the new King's disappearance, Primam had been helping with the protection and gathering efforts to keep survivors of all kinds safe in the lit safe haven of Lestallum. Her unit consists of her, her brother, Tandem, and two other Kingsglaive members by the names of Canem Lasciva and Felis Venor. A majority of their work involved braving the Endless Night to gather and bring back meteorshards for EXINERIS' efforts in distributing power where they could.

Due to the efforts of her and other Glaive and Guard that had been around, citizens and survivors had taken to calling them 'Warriors of Light' for ensuring the safety of light was always available to drive back the daemons. A title she never really thought that much of other than, "that's kind of endearing, to be honest."

FFXIV :: "AU" I Guess

Through an unknown means to Primam and those affected by the happenings, she had been whisked away from the star of Eos and brought to the star of Hydaelyn. Originally, Primam had thought it an elaborate and vivid dream, but with the duration and how very real everything felt...well, she had to concede that perhaps she really had ended up on a different star altogether. An inconceivably odd occurrence for sure.

Having ended up in the lands of Yanxia, Primam had wandered the lands with what abilities she still had access to. Thankfully, her warping still remained intact, and she could travel relatively safely from place to place. It was not until she met an abrasive individual who was also considered a foreigner to the lands that she found a temporary respite.

Getting to know this man and his wife, who had been native to the lands, Primam had been reluctantly offered both a place to stay and a means to earn her keep. The married couple, Cynemund and Yuki Blacke, owned a museum by name of the Black Snow Museum in Shirogane. Primam used this as an opportunity to learn about the world she found herself in as she now works there.

It has since been four years since Primam first arrived upon Hydaelyn. In this time, she has made several contacts and has learned about the fact that there are others she knows upon the same star -- her brother included. Along with learning that there are at least four others from Eos upon Hydaelyn, Primam has taken to pouring research efforts in travel through aether -- not that she nor her allies from Eos can even attune to aetherytes nor manipulate it in the same way.

[blossom-adventures]

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Ooooooh… YAY! Ok, ok… so I have one fic currently for FFXV… BUT I also have 2 more that I’m wanting to start so, as you are my first ask, and because you sent me so many stars… I’m going to talk a little about those too ☺️💙😉

A Tall Glass of Red Wine - When I found out that Ardyn’s ability to alter his appearance to look like other people was something he did quite often, I immediately had an idea to use it in my fic! He begins to have suspicions about the reader’s identity so plays a trick on her, making her think someone has come to rescue her, when in fact it is him… an unlikely person reveals the truth to the reader 😉

Currently Untitled OC x Ignis Fic - This is going to be slightly Canon… some events will still happen, but not all of them, and my OC is going to be a twin sister to Gladio (still need to decide on a flower name that sounds good) there will be other relationships happening in the background one of which being Cor x Drautos, Titus is NOT Glauca! (I have an explanation for that in my head ready to write) I have quite a few ideas for this one, I’m excited to start it.

Currently Untitled OC x Drautos Fic - This one is completely AU… again I’m not having Titus as Glauca in this fic, he is just Captain Drautos! He and the OC meet when he leads a battalion of Kingsglaive to Galahd to help escaping refugees get out, she had been caught in the cross fire and was injured. Once in Insomnia she joins the Glaive and things escalate from there 😉

The link to the ask meme can be found here ☺️

[atomic-taco-muffin]

FFXV modern era college true pacifist au:

Kayla: Glady! *Hug tackles him*

Gladiolus: *chuckles and catches her* whatcha doing sis? (Their twins btw)

Kayla: oh just excited about getting into my favorite college

Gladiolus: you’re kidding!

[roses-and-oceans]

I've updated to add my multichapter fic Once Upon A Dream. Please let me know if i missed a post as I am trying to surch on the mass editor post and i cant seem to find anything lol

Roses’ FFXV Masterlist.

Hi! Thank you for visiting my blog and my masterlist! I hope you enjoy!

Rules: At this current time, I am open for requests!I will edit as my availablity changes. However, I cannot accept NSFW Requests at this time for personal reasons. Maybe in the future!

I will let you know I cannot do certain requests.

Please do not send me duplicate requests (requests that are being sent in by copy and paste format).

 Let me know if i missed anything or if you have any questions!

~Roses.

| Noctis Lucis Caelum |

Aurora. (Beauty and the Beast AU) {hiatus}

Awake.

Shy s/o.

True Love’s Kiss.

Once Upon A Dream (Sleeping BeautyAU/ Noctis x reader multi-chap fic)

| Prompto Argentum |

The Smoking Gun.

I’ll Speak French Between Your Legs. // NSFW-ish; mostly a crack-fic

True Love’s Kiss.

Drunk/Sloppy Kisses.

Moving around while kissing…

#2. “None of this is your fault.” & #6. “No one’s going to hurt you.”

#30. “Is that blood?”

| Gladiolus Amicitia |

Sensations. // NSFW-ish

Our Day Will Come.

Lunch Break. // NSFW

S/o that does Yoga Headcanons. // NSFW (written and submitted by @gladiolus-mamacitia)

Newlywed Gladio and S/o try for Pregnancy. // NSFW

Virgin S/o Headcanons.

Looking At Him.

#27. “Please stay with me.”

#31. “Can I kiss you?”

Gladio’s Afternoon. // NSFW

| Ignis Scientia |

Missing Ignis.

Card.

Yours.

Dinner Plans. // NSFW

To Love. (Written and submitted by @gladiolus-mamacitia when i was having a really hard time. I thank my lucky stars for her everyday.)

You’re Warm.

Ignis in Love Headcanons.

To Be Alone With You. // NSFW

Witch!Ignis AU Headcanons.

Sigils. (witch!Ignis au)

He Loves You.

For Him. // NSFW

| Aranea Highwind |

Female S/o Headcanons.

| Ardyn Izunia |

Devil’s Dance. // NSFW; 666 Follower Milestone

| Chocobros |

NSFW Headcanons.

Bondage. (FFXV Kinktober Day Six) // NSFW

S/o with thinness complex Headcanons.

Not Walking Tall. (Vent Piece)

Welcome to Cafe Insomnia. (cafe au)

Noises.

Demisexual s/o.

Random Headcanons.

S/o With Self-Harm Scars. (read at own discretion, please, I want you to be safe)

#4. “Are you serious?” (Gladnis Angst)

| Waitress Au w/ @gladiolus-mamacitia |

Jiion and Val are waitresses by day, hunters by night. Self-insert AU.

Deep.

Can’t Help it. (written by @gladiolus-mamacitia) {1/3}

All in Good Fun. (written by @gladiolus-mamacitia) // NSFW-ish {2/3}

Mistakes Were Made. // NSFW-ish {3/3}

Returning to You. // NSFW

Worst time.

| Twin AU |

Scientia Twins Headcanons. | Art by me | Art by @gladiolus-mamacitia | Art by @ubeshibe | Playlist w/ headcanons |

Amicitia Twins Headcanons. | Art by @gladiolus-mamacitia | Playlist w/ Headcanons | Aster NSFW Headcanons |

Caelum Twins Headcanons. | Art by Me | AU where Vega is the Chosen One (art and small drabble by me) | Playlist w/ Headcanons |

Argentum Twins Headcanons. | Art by @gladiolus-mamacitia | Playlist w/headcanons |

Cafe.(Scientia Twins) | Art by @ubeshibe |

Madeleines. (Aurelio Felix Scientia)

Izunia Twins Headcanons. (w/ art by @gladiolus-mamacitia)

Convergence. (Au where all the twins exist simultaneously; based on this comic by@ubeshibe)

[charlottedabookworm]

...by the time he’s grown again, Astraeus’ curls (which didn’t disappear this time) are already flecked with shocking white strands

[mikumixtwix]

relistening to Genesis Girl Gretel and it's taking everything in me rn to not start actually writing something for my ffxv/evillious au like, rlly trying here to at least commit to and finish this one bit of my jaune timeloop fic

[annaoi]

Doggos want in on the cuddles.

Modern AU

[shadowdarkleonidascrusade]

Don't ask about the previous two Mr. Fluffykins. It was a sad day in the Fair Household.

[aij-writes]

Mafia Cross Over Snippet

Co-written by @jimmythejiver

Noctis used GPS to find the high rise apartment uptown. They pulled into the car park. "Ever been here?" Noctis asked.

"Nope," Gladio said. "When I knew them, they lived in a two story in the midst of Little Piztala."

"Luna lived there," Noctis noted. "Isn't it a Tenebraean community?"

"They smashed in a lot of Nifs there post-war," Gladio commented. "You coming up?"

"As much as I’d like to be leered at by Kadaj as in never," Noctis said snarkily, "I figure I go pick up Prompto a proper present and pick you up when you're done. Just text me when."

"Alright," Gladio said with a hint of suspicion. "Don't make me regret you're not on a shorter leash." Gladio leaned in to kiss Noctis before getting out with his bag. Gladio walked to the building as Noctis drove off. He punched in the number for the Argentums.

After a confirmation, the door swung open and Gladio trekked to the elevator to the door of the apartment. He knocked and waited.

Gladio came face to face with the girl from that night. Aerith stared at Gladio, only to laugh. "Looking for a rematch?" she asked almost sweetly.

"Who you picking fights with now, Pink?" Sephiroth asked, appearing at the door. He pulled it open, only for his eyes to close a bit in pleasure. "Mr. Amicitia. A pleasure," he purred. "Won't you ignore the little nuisance and make yourself at home?" he asked, turning to guide Aerith away from the door. Sephiroth had his hair pulled up in a pile on his head and was wearing an apron that declared Mr. Good Lookin is Cookin. As he turned to head back into his apartment, Gladio realized he wasn't wearing a shirt under said apron. His bare back was exposed. Interestingly, he had a tattoo of a single back feathered wing curving over his shoulder and down to the small of his back.

Gladio walked into the apartment. "Neat tattoo," Gladio said dumbly. "Um... I came here to drop off these." He handed Sephiroth the bag of heart-shaped daifuku mochi. "They're courtesy of Ignis."

Sephiroth weighed the bag in his hand, only to chuckle. "Of course," he said. He gestured past. "Join me a moment?" he asked, free hand going to trace up Gladio's arm. "I'm sure I have a little something equally as sweet for the ambitious little baker."

Aerith pouted at Sephiroth, huffing passed them and going to join a man in the living room. She could be heard starting to say something about Goonies only for Sephiroth to cut over her. "Now Aerith, you know I don't like that slur. If you must slag off on Shinra's dear, esteemed friend, let's not do it within ears of his lord, shall we?" Sephiroth smirked at Gladio. "Youth. So crude. Come," he insisted, heading to his kitchen where he set the bag on the counter.

Loz, a beefy guy the same age as Aerith and Ignis, grinned and nodded. "Hey Gladiolus," he greeted. "What are you doing here? Uh, you come to play with Zoo? He's not here."

"I haven't kept in contact with Yazoo for some time," Gladio admitted. "Not since I graduated last semester. Got busy with my own life over the summer. Got engaged; moved up. How's your life treating you?" Gladio felt sort of foolish dropping those tidbits, as though he were bragging, but calmly sat in a stool by the island opposite Loz.

"Come now, Loz," Sephiroth said, giving his son a reproachful look. "Mr. Amicitia's been quite busy." Sephiroth started going through the bag, finally pulling a gun out. "Though...odd his man makes him play the part of runner, but administration was always a bit odd in the Family." He turned the gun this way and that before tossing it to Loz. "What do you think?"

"Oh yeah...not bad," Loz said, taking aim with it before pouting a bit. "What about me?" he huffed, putting it down on the counter.

"Don't cry," Sephiroth said, going to examine the bag. "Eat," he said, shoving the sticky mochi into his son's mouth. "You know how rare arms are at the moment." He sighed. "We'll need to thank Mr. Scientia for his regards."

Loz grunted around the mochi, but he still looked appeased.

"I'll send your regards," Gladio said. "He's under scrutiny at the moment." Gladio could see why, not that he was going to jump to conclusions.

"I'm surprised he's not under a thumb," Sephiroth said, watching Gladiolus with his sharp green eyes. "Please, you can send him payment as well. Loz, go grab my coat," he sent him off. "Tell me my big, strong flower, so the feathers go all the way up?" he asked, eyes roaming over where he could see ink. "I never knew we'd have so much in common, you know."

"Oh yeah, he hates shirts and loves tattooed feathers as much as you, Sephy." The man from the living room came in. Zax Fair eyed Gladiolus. "Though I guess I can see something else you like," he said, cracking up as he went to help himself to a bottle of pop in the fridge.

Sephiroth shot Zax a dark look. "Ignore him. I like to pretend he's not even here."

Gladio gave Zax a glance before turning. He had an x-shaped scar on the side of his face. Long, spiky black hair to die for. He was broad and muscular, but had a glint in his bright blue eyes whatever his age. Sephiroth's type of guy briefly ran through his head before he shook it off.

He wondered what he meant by what else Sephiroth could like. He also couldn't gauge how much Sephiroth's dismissal of Zax was put upon or serious.

"Maybe sometime you'll see the whole work," Gladio said with a wink. "At a cross company swim meet." He did not know why he did that when he meant for the inane comment to be a brush off. The equivalent of the saying in your dreams.

Sephiroth chuckled. "I see enough to appreciate," he assured him.

"You're drooling," Zax teased, poking a finger into Sephiroth's cheek.

Sephiroth glared, but did nothing to dislodge his mass from leaning on him. "I don't listen to dead people."

"Are you telling your conquests I'm dead now?" Zax asked, pouting. "That's cheating."

"Not legally," Sephiroth insisted, leaning back into him. "Ah," he said, taking his long leather coat from his son. "Put this in the safe," he said, passing Loz the gun. He pulled a heavy envelop out, sliding it to Gladio. "We good?" Sephiroth was giving him an all business look, despite his flirting only moments ago and the large mass of man cuddled against him.

"Yes," Gladio said with an amused smile. "You two are cute." He took the envelope from Sephiroth.

"I know he is. Too bad he's next to useless," Sephiroth huffed. "Being dead and all."

"This is how he talks to the stepmother of his kids," Zax exclaimed.

Sephiroth rolled his eyes, finally pulling from him. "We're legally separated. Marriage takes a lot of work, my flower," he warned. He slipped his arm around Gladio's shoulders, walking him to his door. "As does any relationship, really. It's reassuring you come in person to strengthen ours. I was getting a tad worried with all of Mr. Scientia's run around. As if this was his business and not yours," he said leadingly.

"I trust Ignis's judgement on our operations," Gladio said. "Without him, I'd fall on my face. With all he does for me, I could return the favor and meet your...now ex while I'm at it. You take care, and pleasure doing business."

"Always a pleasure, Gladiolus," Sephiroth assured, backed him up against the door for a moment. "Maybe you'll grant me more outside these little business transactions." He looked like he was going to move in for...something, but he merely opened the door, gently pushing Gladio out.

[primamchorus]

Introductions :: Tandem Chorus

Name Meaning :: The Last Dance (or some bastardized Latin variation of it) Nicknames :: Tan Age :: 28 Birthday :: August 15th Height :: 5'11" // 180.34 cm Birthplace :: Insomnia, Lucis Race :: Lucian with Galahdian ancestry Orientation :: Allosexual / Aromantic Relationship Status :: Non-committal Defining Feature :: Hair-restricted leucism Weapon Preferences :: Kukris / Knives (NIN), Lance (DRG), Sword & Shield (PLD), Greatsword (DRK), if disarmed: Fists (MNK)

FFXV :: Origin

Born of noble House Chorus in service to the Crown of Insomnia as Arm of the King, Tandem and his twin sister were raised with that at the forefront of their existence due to their mother’s rigorous and strict regimen. Originally meant to be Crownsguard as they grew older, King Regis’ conception of the Kingsglaive and taking in Galahdian refugees in exchange for their efforts to protect the Wall and city saw their mother requesting a change in their role as part-Galahdian individuals despite the generations that House Chorus has been in service.

Since the new King’s disappearance, Tandem had been helping with the protection and gathering efforts to keep survivors of all kinds safe in the lit safe haven of Lestallum. His unit consists of him, his sister, Primam, and two other Kingsglaive members by the names of Canem Lasciva and Felis Venor. A majority of their work involved braving the Endless Night to gather and bring back meteorshards for EXINERIS’ efforts in distributing power where they could.

Due to the efforts of her and other Glaive and Guard that had been around, citizens and survivors had taken to calling them ‘Warriors of Light��� for ensuring the safety of light was always available to drive back the daemons. That was all it was, surely. After all, the King was the one who ever walked in the light of the Crystal.

FFXIV :: "AU" I Guess

Through an unknown means to Tandem and those affected by the happenings, he had been whisked away from the star of Eos and brought to the star of Hydaelyn. Tandem arrived in a state of distress -- during his venture, he had ended up being harmed by his own weapons on hand after having landed in the Black Shroud. He was found by nearby Wood Wailers and taken to the nearest settlement of Hyrstmill.

When he had awoken, he learned he was being cared for by a woman that went by the name of Caesaria. She had been a local of the settlement, and Tandem found himself grateful of her care. Though they knew nothing of his sister's whereabouts when he asked, he did his best to repay her kindness by helping out with chores and keeping the settlement safe from any attacks from the wildlife. At least up until there had been a strange visitor some moons later by the name of Jaydin Byrd. She had left him a note in a delivery...a note that changed everything.

In the note that Tandem had been given, it revealed that this Jaydin Byrd was aware of the existence of his sister. With questions and the desire to be reunited with his twin as well as find a way back home, Tandem soon affiliated himself with the Starry Knights and has come to live with them. With as helpful and selfless as these Knights have been to Tandem, he has pledged his talents to them and whatever they may need.

[theperidotshade]

hamelin-born replied to your post “*snicker* Ooooh - for the Cor-LC-Involuntary-Time-Travel 'verse? What...”

And just. Just WAIT until it comes out that Aulea has a son that she's REALLY like to get back to, please - Ardyn is going to be doing the 'grandchildren!' dance.

Ardyn: I have a grandchild...

Aulea: Yes, Ama.  His name is Noctis.

Ardyn: I have a grandchild.

Ardyn: Gil, Gil, did you hear? I have a grandchild!!!!!!!!!

Gil: Yes, I heard.  Congratulations.

Ardyn: Somnus!  I have a grandchild!

Gil, to Aulea: This is going to go on for a while, isn’t it?

Aulea: Yes, yes it is.

Aulea: Ama is the best grandparent I could ask for for my little boy, but he’s also very enthusiastic about it.

[ronsenburg]

lady stella and lunafreya nox fleuret - orlais 

Lady Stella Nox Fleuret quite literally shimmers as she moves about the room, the light of so many candles catching in the silver embroidery that winds its way across the canvas of her dark velvet gown, painstakingly woven into a pattern of crossed épées across her breast. Pale gemstones sparkle where they have been braided into coifs of her white-gold hair and the skin of her collarbone glimmers as though dusted with starlight.

part 1 | part 2 | more to come

[annaoi]

Here are the Modern AU pics that I made for that refrigerator door thing. In case you guys want to see them in a higher res.