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messing with my head (how i mess with your heart) by eudaemons
Fandoms: Final Fantasy XII
27 Nov 2024
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Fran frowns, crossing one long leg in front of the other to step fully into the room. Her silence is not unusual, nor is it unnerving, but it is uncomfortable, if only because Balthier feels oh-so obliged to break it.
“You’d swear you’d not seen me in my cups before.”
“I have not – not over one such as this.”
“Pardon?”
“The hume child,” she says plainly. “Vaan.”
Balthier drinks; really, what else is he supposed to do?
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- Part 2 of leave before you love me
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“I wonder a great deal more than that,” he mumbles. “I wonder if it is you at all.”
“If what is me?”
“This – any of this.”
“What do you mean?”
“You would sleep now, would you not? You would sleep if I would. You are not worried in the least. You would sleep,” he says again, his voice climbing, “and you would hie the morn hither in spite of what it is set to bring. Of course I wonder if it is you at all to whom I speak, to whom I am supposed to swear – of course I wonder. To lay like this–” Vyce moves to make some inelegant gesture to the pair of them but is stilled in an instant by a press of Denam’s bare hand to the small of his back; he scoffs even as his skin warms through the cloth, though he does not try to turn any further. “And now you will not even allow me to look on you.”
Vyce makes ready for the march on Balmamusa.
(DAY 10/31: GHOST)
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- Part 10 of the cruelty of the cards
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“What, no face for me today?” he asks, though he does not wait for an answer; Vaan listens as his soft-soled sandals scuff the deck, his steps drawing closer, closer, closer still until a cool hand on his hip turns him away from the bow’s balcony and towards Balthier himself. “Oh, come. It does not do to have such a puss, today of all days.”
“What were you expecting?”
“Well, a little adoration would not go astray…though I do quite like you like this, too,” he mumbles, taking Vaan’s chin in his free hand, tightening his hold on him with his other. “You are stubborn as ever, my little street rat.”
They both knew it was going to end like this.
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- Part 1 of leave before you love me
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He feels his smile falter. “Say something, did you?”
“Oh, c’mon – this whole performance thing you have going on? I don’t think you know how to be honest. I bet you’re just hiding from something.” Vaan rolls lazily onto his side, bare back to Balthier. “You’re no different from the rest of us, but you put on all these airs and graces, like this is all some big game.”
Balthier’s smile falls fully now, leaving him looking stupidly at the shape of the boy before him.
--Balthier hadn't wanted anything of Vaan, much less for the lad to become his understudy. Does he not know that there can be only one leading man?
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Denam does not take his eyes from the box before him – ‘old’ tunics, made to look so with the lightest rubbing of mud and moonwort. He regrets having to stain them at all, but he is careful to make it so that the worst of dirt can be simply dusted off; elsewise one might look too closely and ask questions he would rather not answer. “Donations,” he says quietly. “Shall I take anything for you, Sister?”
“Oh no – I don’t grow quite so quick.” Catiua laughs. “I don’t know that you do, either.”
“Pardon?”
“Ah, nothing. Do be careful with whatever it is you’re doing, won’t you? I doubt Father will be too happy if he sees he’s got to get to the tailor again.” He hears her sigh, and glances up to find her staring at him with strange eyes. “I’ll tell him I couldn’t mend them, but only this time, do you hear me?”
Denam never does know when to leave something alone.
(DAY 9/31: NEGLECT)
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- Part 9 of the cruelty of the cards
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It's an absence that goes deeper than flesh // there's no sadness worse than mourning a death.
Vyce reflects on his fate in Heim; two days later, Denam reflects on it also.
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01 Mar 2024
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If Kiryu was a girl... He'd like Nishiki to be his boyfriend.
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Years later, the night would come back to Aoi in snapshots.
It wouldn’t be predictable. Sometimes he could feel when a memory was creeping up on him. On Akane’s birthday, or the anniversary of the game itself. The memories would sometimes leave him shaking in place, regretting what he was unable to save.
But sometimes they passed like a cold breeze. Chilling, and sad. But in the end, all Aoi could do was pull his coat tighter around himself and trudge on.
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[Gift for hugepolecat3298 for Zecret Santa 2020! Prompt: "aoilight angst... light comforts aoi after the first nonary game... oughhh thats so good" and a lil bit of "anything with seven! especially how he interacts with the 999 cast... i love him so dearly" <3]
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Things happen before the war. Things also happen after the war. Waver doesn't really mind what, he just wants Iskandar back.
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I tried not to overwhelm him with the truth of what simply the sight of him was doing to me. The return of a sailor we all thought had been lost to sea. I wasn’t even angry that he had been alive for years without a visit or a note—except the one Filippa sent to me—I didn’t care about the life he had before. It didn’t really matter. His had only started now that he was with me. And I felt the relief with as much greed as I thought to.
OR: James lives comes to find Oliver. Immediately post-canon.