Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto Argentum, Ignis Scientia, Gladiolus Amicitia Additional Tags: Existentialism. Nostalgia, Friendship, Fluff, a little angsty but in all the right ways, Memories, Picnics, the perfect day, lowkey ot4 (if ur into that) but set up platonic (if ur into that), best of both worlds, takes place on the roadtrip, could be canon or could be a happier timeline, the world is your oyster
They are his legacy – his true one, stripped of all the heroics and stories of gods and destinies – and are as vital a part of his journey as Ignis’ penned recipes, Gladio’s books with annotation-filled margins, or Prompto’s stacks of photographs.
A perfect afternoon at a forgotten pool.
Notes:
Happy 2nd anniversary everyone!! I cannot imagine my life without ffxv and this fandom, it’s what got me back into writing and through it I’ve met some of my closest friends. This game has had such an impact on us all and I wanted to capture as much of those feelings in this piece. It’s possibly my favorite thing I’ve written thus far. I really hope you like it!
tags: veteran real estate agent shiro, spooky house flipper keith, Married Sheith, inspired by those pictures of houses for sale with NOT HAUNTED signs in the yard, Shiro is Cursed, keith is a spooky boy with a soft spot for ghosts
shiro is a real estate agent with a problem. a ghost problem.
The trick to getting blood out of carpets is a fresh bottle of club soda, a generous sprinkling of salt, and patience. Failing that, some diluted ammonia will usually do the trick. Right now, though, Shiro thinks that the only solution to deal with it would be to tear the carpets out altogether and lay plastic down over the bare concrete floor until he can call an exorcist. A career change, he thinks to himself as he scrubs the high pile with a stiff brush, might be in order if he can ever make this sale.
Be that as it may, the blood isn’t going to handle itself.
Shiro blows a stray lock of hair out of his eyes as he kneels back on his knees, blotting over the stain with a clean towel. A loud bang from upstairs rattles the chandelier, unsettling some dust bunnies from among the delicate crystals. It’s a testament to how numb he’s become to all of these sorts of events that Shiro doesn’t even flinch. He picks up the scrub brush and gets back to work.
Fic rec for @pillarspromptsweekly [B21] and a comment on a fic you read a while ago [O10]
I think this was the very first fic I read for this fandom, back in June, when I searched AO3 for stories featuring death godlike Watchers. It features a sweet Watcher who’s unused to—and bewildered by—physical contact due to his godlike nature. It really got me thinking about my own death godlike Watcher, and it encouraged me to start writing about her. This fic also features a hefty dose of Aloth jealousy and pining, for fans of that~
When the Watcher accompanied him to Ondra’s Gift to port, Aloth
felt the words unsaid like an endless chasm between them. In spite of it
all – every moment of death defied, every footstep of the Leaden Key
tread between them, and every kind word – and they all rose up like a
tidal wave, crashing against his chest. The salty winds of Late Spring
upon the sea whipped his cloak and tossed the Watcher’s smoke adrift,
and Aloth nearly broke his –
“Fye, all this carry’n oan, when ye could jist -”
Heart in his throat, Aloth shut his mouth with a snap and
reached out over the chasm, pale fingers a-tremble with embarrassment as
he took the Watcher’s hand in his.
“From the Sword Coast to the Deadfire archipelago, Beneath a
Starless Sky explores the making of the Infinity Engine RPGs, the
history of Black Isle Studios, and the development of Obsidian
Entertainment’s Pillars of Eternity franchise.”
This fic is intended as a short insight into the mind of the one and only Dino Ghiranze, very early on in the timeline of FFXV.
This work was originally created for Compendium: A FFXV Charity Zine. This zine was
to raise money for Cancer Research UK, and focuses on the various
characters in the world of FFXV, with writers and artists from around
the UK contributing. Copies of the zine are available to buy here: http://bit.ly/compendiumffxv
I’d like to thank all participants of the Bagginshield Summer Adventure once more for joining! Since some fics have already been published, I decided that it’s time for a fic rec 🙂 I’ll keep updating it, so make sure to have another look at it soon 😉
summary: On the shattered remains of Daibazaal, Tributes from all over the Galran Empire fight to the death in the Homeworld Games for the promise of glory, honor, and survival. Keith doesn’t need glory, he already has honor, and he doesn’t intend to survive. This year, the Games will end with a Prince dead and an Empire burning.
rating: E
pairing: sheith, background/one-sided keitor
tags & warnings: Inspired by the Hunger Games, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Slow Burn, Canon-Typical Violence, Mpreg, Heavy Angst
here’s my own small contribution to the @keithminibang of 2018. this wouldn’t have been possible without the lovely artist @tobiyooo (x) and the wonderful beta @duckthefluff (x) who…listened to me cry a lot, tbqh, like fuckin champs. special thanks to @phaltu who listened to me cry and whine. this could not have survived without u. (i love u…bitch…ain’t never gonna stop loving u…)
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