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“You won’t get the better of us,” Serenoa says, from the other side of the field. Pride is evident in every inch of his bearing, and he brings his sword to the ready without hesitation. “Not today, and not ever. For House Wolffort!”Roland checks his grip on his horse’s reins, bringing up his lance-point. Frederica and Geela stand united before him, at Serenoa’s left; to Serenoa's right are Erador and Benedict. Roland won’t deny his nerves. Maxwell, Cordelia, Hughette, and Avlora are on his side, but Serenoa is a dangerous target at the best of times.
“Stand steady, lad,” Maxwell mutters. “They’ve no one even half as fast as you. Let them move, and then fall upon them before they can regroup.”
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Eight quick glimpses into life on the road. Or: Osvald’s changing relationship with food (and his companions).
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Hikari sees something familiar in Osvald, not long after.
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- Part 3 of Scholarly Pursuits
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Temenos >>sees<< something new in Osvald, not long after.
“I left her with Osvald. Temenos, you should go to him. He’s asking for you.”
“Whatever for?”
“He didn’t say. But he’s upset right now, Temenos.” Castti fixes him with a terrifying look. “Do not upset him further.”
Temenos lifts both hands in a gesture of surrender. “Why, I wouldn’t dream of it!”
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- Part 2 of Scholarly Pursuits
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Osvald finds himself improperly equipped for his next journey. (please check the tags -- here be spoilers! if you haven't played Partitio's chapter 3, even the rest of this preview is a mild spoiler!)
“Fancy meeting you here,” someone says, some hours later. Osvald looks up. The person who’d called out to him is dressed in unremarkable, workmanlike brown, with a floppy hat jammed down over his hair. It’s all so relentlessly, deliberately plain that it takes Osvald a long moment to place him.
“Alrond!”
“Shh,” Alrond says. He’s smiling as he says it. “It’s supposed to be a secret.”
(Behind him, no fewer than three of the townsfolk look over at Osvald and make a show of rolling their eyes.)
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Partitio sees something new in Osvald, not long after.
Spoilers for the entirety of Osvald’s main story, and (very) mild spoilers for one of the extra jobs (just the job name, really).
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- Part 1 of Scholarly Pursuits
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Noctis comforts Prompto with some lazy sick-day gaming, and a little more...
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A collection of strict drabbles (100 words each, as judged by the same word counter). Small, self-contained stories & images, from Wolffort’s halls and beyond. Ratings & archive warnings apply to whichever chapter is the most warning-y, but most should be pretty tame... so please check the author’s notes before each chapter for specific tags and content/spoiler warnings! Updated roughly every week until I get sick of it.
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There is no love left for him, no kindness.
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- Part 1 of Recovery Pellets: Wolffort Drabbles
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An intimate moment with post-game 32/30 (more like 36/34!) Ignis and Noctis, written for the Ignoct Stolen Moments zine.
Noct ought to lead them back to camp, but his blood is up. Maybe it’s the heady taste of victory and the nearness of his partner, or the brightness of the moon… he picks his way through the trees, careful to hold back any low branches for Ignis, and he thinks about the battle, about how hot Ignis was. How selfless.
We saved each other’s lives again, he thinks. Ignis, sacrificed for me, and my own life given to Ignis. Something about this pattern rhymes, Noct thinks, with both their past and their future; somehow, this is just the way he and Ignis are together.
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Mutual masturbation between 30/32 (more like 35/37!) Ignoct, set in a V2 / Good End AU in which Ignis did not regain his sight.
Even after all these years, Ignis Scientia surrenders only to his King…
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After the ending, Serenoa and Frederica venture into unknown territory together, in search of a truly perfect honeymoon...
“If we could go somewhere,” Serenoa says, while they’re at lunch in the grass outside the mess hall. “For our honeymoon. Where would you choose?”
"I wouldn't mind spending time with my people. If Jerrom and the Elder are amenable..." Frederica's thoughtful expression strikes him with its beauty.
"I thought you might say that. But I've been thinking..."
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- Part 2 of Recovery Pellets: Wolffort Drabbles
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Features spoilers for the entirety of the Golden Route, along with the Benedict/Liberty Route.
On the night of a great event in his life, Serenoa finds Benedict at Destra's grave... and learns a secret.
Serenoa was right. Benedict is here again, tonight of all nights, kneeling in the dirt before Destra’s grave. He looks small, somehow, and weary, his head hung low; it’s a strange sight, because Benedict has always seemed a bit larger than life to Serenoa.
“I thought I might find you here,” Serenoa says. “Got tired of the party?”
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A fix-it fic for Benedict's side of the Frederica/Morality route. Features spoilers for the entirety of that route, including the ending (with, arguably, vague spoilers for the Benedict/Liberty route).
Gustadolph scrapes the mud from his boots with a grimace. Already filthy, and not one step from the carriage!, he thinks to himself. He hates leaving Ironstone, now that it’s truly his. But, as he gazes up into the muddy, lonely terraces of Wolffort proper, he has to admit: Benedict is too valuable a tool to leave to his subordinates’ blundering.
Besides. If he goes in person, there’s still a chance the old man might change his mind… once he hears what Gustadolph has to say.
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In which Benedict receives a messenger of the King of Light.
Like you do in dreams, Benedict knows his guest is from another world, because his coat hangs heavy with buttons and buckles made of a shining, silver metal. Benedict has lived his life amongst iron and steel, yet he has never seen the like of such simple, workaday items. If he had such a prize himself, he’d melt it all down to make a weapon, a perfect sword for his King Serenoa; the idea of wasting it on trinkets like these feels foreign, even alien.
“I won’t waste time on introductions,” the man – Visor – says. “I’ve come here to warn you.”
“Of what?” Benedict asks.
“Of a risk, of course. And a reward, if you’re equal to it.”
Crossover between Final Fantasy XV and Triangle Strategy, with major spoilers for the end of FFXV and for Benedict's ending in Triangle Strategy. This is my take on a fix-it/comfort fic for Benedict’s route. It probably helps to be familiar with both games, but if you just know one you might still enjoy it :3
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Kingship, sleepy sex, and thee: the recipe for a lazy evening with Noct and Ignis.
--Ignis draws himself to the foot of the throne regardless, bowing over his fist. “Your Majesty.”
Noct’s answering “hey” is a soft puff of breath, drawn with pain. Ignis is halfway up the steps upon hearing it, hand extended toward his liege-love.
“Oh, Noct,” he sighs. “You should have called me earlier.”
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Semur Skewers
Regen Boost (Level 4): Accelerates HP recovery by 100%
Endurance: enables sprinting without expending staminaIn which Ignis’ kitchen magic is good for more than combat, and Prompto has a very, very nice night.
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"I, uh. You remember that time you 'helped' me learn to do this?" Prompto asked. It takes Ignis a second, and then--
"Yes, I believe I do." He can't help a bit of a smirk, one so tentative it feels like it cracks its way onto his face. "That day at camp -- you pretended not to know how to cut vegetables, yes?"
"Eh he he," Prompto laughs, his voice rich with anxiety, and Ignis can just see him doing it -- elbow up, hand scratching at the back of his Chocobo-bright hair. "I just... really wanted a lesson from you, Iggy. I'm still kinda mad at Noct for calling me on it."
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A sweet Saturday morning in Asakusa, with Mabu and Reo and Sara. Written as a gift for Sakatashit for #SarazanmaiSecretSanta2019.
Mabu wakes with the sun, stretching contentedly. He left the window open a crack last night, and through it he can hear the little brown hiyodori screaming at each other over the river, welcoming the dawn with their high-pitched cries. The first sunbeam of the day has only just started to work its way across the worn floor of their apartment, painting the tatami a lovely gold.
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Enta and Tooi and Kazuki get picked up for the J-League just after graduation, by Kawasaki Frontale, just far enough away from home to be annoying. It kinda rips the last bandaid off their weird living situation -- the one where Tooi 'lives' with his aunt and uncle on paper, but just sleeps on the floor in either Enta or Kazuki's apartments every night -- and by the time the year is out they're renting a little apartment together, all three of them, not far from practice.
Enta is so, so, so stoked. Right out of high school, and it seems like all his fondest, most secret dreams are coming true.
(Three men, and one future to fight for. Or: actions, and their consequences.)
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Reo and Mabu, getting some rest between episodes 10 and 11.
"I know what you're thinking," Mabu murmurs, and reaches up to stroke his hair. Reo looks at him blankly. "You want to punish yourself, don't you? That's... your desire." Reo can't quite meet his gaze, can't face the gentle warmth behind his glasses. "But I only want your love."