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tarotdeckshuffle · 5 years

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Can i request the chocobros + Ravus and Nyx reacting to a s/o with powers like the Scarlet Witch or power over thunder and lightning that kicks ass during battle and protects them??

Friends…I haven’t seen Endgame, yet…But I’m a huge X-Men fan so I based some of this on Storm.

IT’S BEEN EDITED AND IS A LITTLE BIT BETTER!

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Noctis

Wants to protect you in battle.

And show off by warping everywhere.

But he didn’t plan this fight out.

He’s getting overwhelmed with nowhere to warp to.

MTs surround him.

As he feared what this mistake would cost in pain,

The heavens themselves cracked open.

And a huge “BOOM” shook the ground.

Electricity jumped between the metal soldiers.

Silence, then they all collapsed.

As the smoke cleared, it became obvious.

Lightning struck the MTs surrounding Noct.

He turned to see if you were all right.

Rather, he found your eyes aglow and your hands raised before you.

Pointing towards those struck down.

Noctis is absolutely stunned for a moment.

He stares at you,

Fear edges on his features.

“What.was.that?”

He doesn’t manage many words as he strides towards you.

You’re terrified of how he’ll react.

So many have struck out in fear or anger.

Or he could consider you like a god, which is even worse, in your eyes.

But he stops before you, taking your hands in his.

“That was amazing!”

He is as excited as a child seeing a magic trick for the first time.

He runs a finger over your palms, testing them.

“I…I didn’t know you could do that! How?!”

He’s truly excited and in awe of your powers.

Noctis would understand the weight this gift is upon your shoulders,better than anyone else.

He’d be there for you,

Helping you master your abilities,

And helping you if you made a mistake.

He understands the responsibility you have,

But will also shows you a few tricks you can do with powers.

He has a respect for you and your powers, knowing them to be one in the same.

Side by side, you can take on the world together.

Prompto

You’re in the heat of battle,

Prompto wants to show off by using the bazooka.

But he gets hit in the back as he fires,

Causing the missile to go way off course.

It hits an airship!

Actually taking out one of the engines!

But the victory is short lived as the great machine starts to make a crash landing.

It’s heading straight for you!

Chaos ensues,

Prompto runs for you, trying to protect you,

But you’ve got this.

A red mist swirls around you as you change the trajectory of the ship.

Keeping it in the air long enough for it to pass overhead.

Prompto’s eyes lock onto the airship as it passes and settles on you.

You’re still aglow.

He’s speechless.

You fear he’s terrified of you now.

“THAT WAS SO COOL!!”

He’s enamored with what you can do.

Super supportive!

Wants to make sure your powers don’t hurt you in any way.

Can you lift him?

That would be so cool.

He’d find a way to work with you during fights.

You’d find a way to fight together with your S/O and your powers.

He’s so proud of you.

He’d show you off, if you wanted him to.

Imagine a scene where Prompto if facing off with a badie.

He’s face to face with them.

They brag about their abilities.

“Yeah? Well watch this!”

And he’d just step aside to let you do your thing.

He’s always loved comics, now he’s dating a real life superhero!

Ignis

You’re backed against a cliff,

Fighting advancing daemons on a moonless night.

You’ve been separated from the rest of the guys.

“I fear the odds are against us, love.”

Ignis grits his teeth, standing by your side.

The scene really is grim.

You won’t let it end this way.

“Iggy, stay low and close your eyes when I tell you to, ok?”

“What?!”

He’s confused, but you know he’ll comply.

You raise your hands, summoning the power of the sky.

Storm clouds form.

The wind picks up around you.

“NOW!”

Ignis is confused, but ducks low and covers his head.

Light and sound fracture the earth.

Blinding light forces Ignis to close his eyes.

Daemons still stand.

So again you let the sky smite them.

They all burn to ash.

You release your elemental control.

The air still buzzes with electricity.

Ignis gets to his feet, scanning the area.

Great black marks indicate where daemons once stood.

He stands, staring at the craters.

He’s…oddly silent.

Oh, gods, what is he thinking.

But you saved his life! He should be thankful,

But what if he’s afraid of you?

“That was…unexpected.”

Is all he says, still not facing you.

“Iggy?”

Finally, he turns to face you.

He places a hand on your cheek, staring into your eyes.

“Are you alright?”

You smile up at him, nodding.

“I’m certainly grateful for what you did. But next time…warn me.”

He smiles, joking at you.

“You’re not…scared?”

You seem to question him as much as yourself.

“No.”

Your eyebrows raise towards him.

“There are many with outstanding magical capabilities: Noctis, Lady Lunafreya, the Glaives. You are one such as them. I just…didn’t know.”

“Comparing me to the prince and the Oracle seems a bit extreme,” you say through laughter.

“I think not.” Ignis leans in to kiss you.

You’re amazed at how quickly Ignis seems to adjust to the news.

But the two of you agree to keep it your little secret.

The other men may not adjust to it so well.

He is truly proud of you.

But he wants to know the extent of your capabilities and the costs they inflict on you.

But you do enjoy surprising him with a shock, every now and then.

Doesn’t make a great ordeal out of knowing you have powers and still treats you the same, but he is proud of you and your capabilities.

Gladio

You’re deep in an abandoned mine.

Separated from everyone else due to a cave in.

The whole structure is unstable, but you can’t escape.

Daemons are advancing on you,

Forcing you deeper into the tunnels.

Gladio has your hand as you run.

You’re far beyond lost, now just running whichever way has the fewest screams.

Rounding a corner, the whole structure begins to shake.

Daemon eyes advance in the dark.

Dust starts to fall from the ceiling.

“CAVE IN!” Gladio yells.

He wheels around to grab you, sheltering you in his arms.

You kneel, your Gladdy covering you with his body, as rocks start to fall from the ceiling.

Larger rocks follow…

He’s prepared to die for you.

But that won’t happen today.

The sounds of falling rocks echo through the tunnels.

Daemons scream as they get buried.

Gladio shuts his eyes and holds you tight, expecting the inevitable.

The earth shudders.

Then silence.

Gladio opens his eyes, shocked that he is still alive.

But he gazes into a red, swirling mist.

Your hands are stretched out, creating an origin point for the mist.

All of the rocks float above you, suspended in red.

“Wha…” Is all Gladio can manage, taking in the scene.

With great effort, you push all of the rocks away from you and your love.

Today, you will protect him.

You’re still in his arms as he looks down at you.

His eyes are wide with awe.

“How did you do that?”

“It’s a…it’s a thing I can do…” You manage.

“That’s quite a…thing,” he responds.

You both sit still a moment,

Before bursting out in laughter.

He gets up before helping you to your feet.

There’s now a great hole in the ceiling above you.

You make your way towards it.

Gladio is questioning you the whole way.

“Have you always been able to do that? Why didn’t you tell me? Is it a family thing? Is it a magic thing?”

You sigh at the onslaught.

He notices and stops.

“That’s pretty dope, though. Think you can make me float?”

You give him a mischievous smile before raising your hands, again.

He starts to float.

Booming cheers follow.

You’re both just laughing.

Gladio is in awe of your powers, but respects you even more because you don’t rely on them.

He knows what you’re capable of, now.

“You know, you should tell the guys about this.” He smirks at you.

“Oh, in time. I’d rather show them.”

Ravus

Ravus has seen the power of the gods, but your strength is something new to him.

Altissa is falling and Luna is in trouble.

The two of you need to get to her.

You fight your way through the city, moving quickly due to both of your skills.

Reaching Luna just before Ardyn does.

Ravus pushes you aside, determined that this will be his battle.

He must protect those he cherishes.

But the battle takes a turn for the worst.

Ravus was not expecting such power from Ardyn.

Luna is preoccupied, trying to keep the other airships at bay.

It’s up to you.

The salty air around you takes on a blood red mist.

Ardyn moves towards Ravus, ready to daemonify him,

But as he moves to strike, he freezes.

Furious back eyes lock on you,

Red mist swirls around him, locking his body in place.

You throw him from the stairs and into the sea.

It’s not the most heroic move, but it’ll buy you time.

Supporting a badly injured Ravus, you make your way to an airship.

There you are joined by Luna, Gladio, Prompto, and lastly Ignis carrying Noctis.

You find privacy to tend to Ravus’s wounds. Luna joins to help.

You set him down and tend to the worst of the marks, first.

As you finish the most painful wounds, he clears his throat, staring you down.

“I am not one to question divine gifts, but that…” He trails off.

“That was nothing like any divine I have ever known.” Luna adds.

Great, now they’re tag teaming you.

They share that determined gaze.

“It’s…it’s something I’ve always been able to do…It’s a…special type of magic.”

You answer, not meeting their gaze.

Silence fills the room.

These are two of the most important people in your life, what will they think?

Will they find this unholy? Some power that’s very existence challenges the gods?

Will Ravus see you as the same as Ardyn? The man who almost ended his life?

Your heart hammers in your chest.

“Well, I for one am grateful,” Luna announces, smiling at you warmly.

She gets up to leave.

You stare at her, shocked at her ready acceptance.

“You’re not…mad?”

In her smile you can feel the warmth of the sun.

“No, you saved my life, [Y/N]. I’m grateful. Our gifts are something to be cherished and used to protect those we love. You did just that.”

She leaves you alone with a brooding Ravus.

He is still silent, not sharing in his sister’s acceptance.

He won’t look at you.

Your heart hammers in your chest.

This is it, it has to be.

He hates me.

He fears me.

Please, just…look at me, you silently plead.

“I’ll leave you, then. Get some rest,” Is all you can manage.

Your throat feels like it’s closing, tears form in your eyes.

You turn to leave.

You feel a hand shoot out to take yours.

You turn to see Ravus holding onto your hand, but still not looking at you.

Finally, he speaks.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

His head slowly moves so that his eyes meet yours.

“I..didn’t know how you’d react,” you admit.

In his eyes is a deep sadness.

“Did you think me one to shun you for such gifts?”

You mouth moves, but no words come out.

In truth…you did. You had doubted his acceptance and love for you.

You turn your head to avoid his gaze.

He pulls your hand, making you fall into him.

“Here I have wanted nothing more than to protect you, when I was what you feared.”

“Ravus…”

“[Y/N], you saved my life and that of my sister because you are far more incredible than even I knew you could be.”

Tears start to fall down your cheeks.

“I thought you’d hate me, think me some unholy creature…”

Your words answer his fears.

“I don’t hate you, I merely worry. I have seen, all too often, that with great gifts, the gods expect much in return.”

Ravus lifts your head, meeting your lips with his, wiping away your tears with gentle fingers.

“Then…will you stay by my side to answer their call?” The kiss has left you with new confidence.

“Always.”

Between the two of you, there shall be no more secrets.

Nyx

You’re on the battlefield, side by side with Nyx.

But the Empire just launched more gigantic daemons.

The two of you have nowhere to run, backed against a rock face,

As a nightmare the size of a city block bares down on you.

Nyx is ready to warp strike it,

When you hold out an arm in front of him to stop him.

Your eyes are aglow.

Nyx is taken aback, but listening to the glowing person.

You hold your arms to the sky and bring them down in front of you.

Lightning strikes the great beast and thunder rolls across the battlefield.

The daemon doesn’t go down.

Again and again you strike it.

Unleashing the fury of a tempest on it.

Eventually, it lets out a great cry from a smoldering mouth as it collapses to the ground.

You’re breathing heavily as you release the elements from your grasp.

“Shit…” You hear Nyx remark from behind you.

You turn around and smile at him.

“I…didn’t know anyone could summon a storm…damn.”

“Well…now you know.”

“So…what else can you do?” Nyx smirks at you.

This man has seen so much wild stuff, this doesn’t even phase him.

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echoes-of-the-clockwork · 5 years

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Book One: Death (Noctis x Reader) Chapter Ten

Smelling the rot of a familiar monster, (Y/n) followed the scent without care. She jumped from her cover and ran in the direction the odor was strongest. "Hey, (Y/n)!" Noctis shouted from behind the crates before running after her.

"H-Hey, Noct! (Y/n)!" Prompto bellowed. The three remaining boys dashed after the two just as they reached a door and tried to open it. Luckily, the searchlights hadn't spotted them as they used the shadows to their advantage.

Noctis and (Y/n) were able to open the door with brute force. On the other side was a staircase that led downwards. Death stood at the top of the steps, looking down to the dimly-lit basement below. Taking the first step down, the Horseman slowly descended the stairs with the prince close behind. Prompto, Gladio, and Ignis arrived just as the two made it to the bottom of the stairs. "Wait up, guys!" Prompto wailed as he rushed down the stairs alongside his other two friends.

Once at the bottom, the three found Noctis and (Y/n) staring through a window. On the other side of the glass was a large, sturdy cage. Inside the steel prison was the source of the putrid smell. "A Wendigo..." Death murmured. "They caught one."

"Why the hell would they want to catch one of these things?" Noctis asked, glaring at the monster that was trying to escape its prison.

Ignis spotted a pile of papers on a nearby desk and he sorted through them. On the bottom sat a page with a picture of the Wendigo and what they plan to do with the other worldly creature. "The empire plots to manipulate the monster and place it under their command."

"There's no way the empire could achieve such a feat. Monsters from the Inner Sanctum cannot be controlled. If they could, the Daemon King would've not needed the Four Horsemen and the seal would still be intact," (Y/n) exasperated, crossing her arms while grimacing at the trapped Wendigo. She wandered over to the glass separating them from the monster and summoned her scythe. Before Death proceeded with her obligation, she faced the boys. "You four continue to search for the Regalia. I'll deal with the Wendigo."

"Understood," Ignis nodded.

"Regroup with us once you're done," Noctis added.

(Y/n) nodded and proceeded to smash the window with her blade. Glass shards cascaded to the ground as the boys left the basement in search of the car. Vaulting through the opening she made, the Horseman landed in the adjacent room and her nostrils were assaulted by the horrid odor. She winced slightly at the sudden attack to her nose as she slowly approached the monster. The Wendigo spotted her and its red eyes flashed with bloodlust. It used its thin, lanky arms to reach through the bars and attack, but (Y/n) was too far for it to reach her. She sighed at the disgusting sight, circling the imprisoned creature as it desperately tried to reach her.

"I swear-you putrid things get more disgusting the more I look at you," she groaned. Raising her scythe, she swung it down in a brisk motion and chopped off the Wendigo's arms. It cried out as blood spurted from the missing appendages, but it was unhindered by the pain of the fresh wounds. Now with its arms no longer an obstacle, (Y/n) walked up to the bars while dragging her scythe across the cement floor. The monster lashed out, trying to stick its muzzle through the bars and bite into her flesh. Blood dripped from its mouth as it growled and howled at Death.

Despised at the pathetic sight, the Horseman raised her blade and brought it down on the Wendigo's muzzle. Alas, it wasn't the monster's entire head and wouldn't kill it. Close as she could get to the cage without touching the creature herself, (Y/n) placed her scythe on the back of its neck through the bars. "When you're dead, there'll only be two left. Then, I'll be granted access back to the Inner Sanctum." Slowly, she pushed the sharp, bloodied blade into its neck. Even though the Wendigo was missing part of its face, it still tried to bite her.

As the blade sunk deeper and deeper into the rotten flesh, the creature gradually was silenced. Then, its head tumbles off as she yanks the scythe out of the Wendigo's flesh. She quickly moved away from the cage to avoid being drenched in blood and dispelled her scythe. "Better catch up with the others." The moment she dashed out the basement, the monster's body vanished with only a pool of blood left behind.

Back outside, (Y/n) felt a strange energy as she looked up to the sky. Her eyes widened at the sight of seeing Ramuh above, clutching something or someone in his hand. She wondered why the god was here and could only think the others had encountered trouble while she dealt with the Wendigo. Remembering what they had told her before she left to hunt down the Wendigo near Whiz's, she figured Noctis had summoned the god.

Before Death could react, the Fulgurian smote all those who opposed with his lightning. (Y/n) felt the static of the attack as the wave of electricity washed over the entire fort. The searchlights shattered and the men operating them were killed in a heartbeat. By the intensity of the blast, she knew the undead army was also slain by the attack. After releasing what he had in his grasp, Ramuh vanished.

(Y/n) ran in the direction the god had concentrated his attack, hoping to find the others. When she arrived, no one was in sight-not even a single imperial. The Horseman decided to search for the car and hoped she would find it along with the boys. She ran up a set of stairs that led to the ramparts of the stronghold. With a better view, she could spot the rising sun in the distance and couldn't believe how much time had passed since they infiltrated the fort.

On the ramparts of Aracheole Stronghold, (Y/n) scanned the area and spotted the familiar back car and her companions. Running, she wished Noctis would use the summoning orb, but when she saw a person she didn't recognize approaching them, she's glad he didn't.

Death watched as the stranger sauntered over to the boys with a blade resting at his side. She ran as fast as she could, hoping she could intervene before anyone got hurt. Her (e/c) eyes narrowed when the man raised his sword and pointed it at Noctis' throat. Then, Gladio moves to get between them. The platinum blonde-haired stranger repositions his blade with its edge now along the shield's throat. Ignis starts to move toward the man, but he stopped the advisor by raising his left hand. (Y/n) could see his mouth moving, but she couldn't make out what he was saying. "This does not look good..."

The girl was closing in and was only a few yards away when the blonde assailant grabbed Noctis by throat and shoved him backwards. Gladio intervened and stood in front of the prince. The man slowly raises his sword above his head, then brings it down fiercely. The shield briefly blocks it with his own sword before the adversary parries the weapon away and slams the pommel of his sword into Gladio's chest, sending him flying into the side of the Regalia. Prompto runs to check on Gladio while Noctis gets between the two.

(Y/n) jumped from the ramparts, landing directly in between Noctis and the man. She offered a seemingly innocent smile as the stranger was shocked at her sudden appearance. "Is there a problem?"

The man only responded by raising his blade and swinging it down to strike (Y/n). Noctis was about to come to her aid, but he stopped when he saw the girl grab the blade in her hand. The adversary's heterochromia eyes widened at the sight of Death's tight grip on the sharp blade. Blood dripped between her fingers and down her arm as she lowered the blade with a grimace. "How rude. I asked a simple question and you answer with force."

The blade then disintegrated, the ashes falling to the ground. The stranger couldn't believe the sight as he stared at the pile of ash by his feet. "You..." He muttered. (Y/n) opened her hand and everyone watched as her torn flesh mended. Not even a scar was left from the blade.

Before the man could snap, Ardyn suddenly appears out of nowhere and saunters over with an eerie smile. "I'd say that's far enough. A hand, Highness?" The chancellor eyed Noctis closely, awaiting his reply.

"Not from you," Noctis hissed from behind (Y/n).

"Oh, but I'm here to help."

"And how is that?" Ignis inquired as he and Prompto helped Gladio to his feet.

"By taking the army away," Ardyn nonchalantly responds.

"You expect us to believe that?" The shield growled.

"When next we meet, it'll be across the seas. Just so happens we have business of our own with the tutelary deity. Don't we?" The chancellor continues to smile as he waved goodbye. "Fare thee well, Your Majesty, and safe travels."

As the two men walked away, the one with blonde hair glanced at (Y/n) once more before disappearing out of sight. She sneered at him before facing the others. Prompto's eyes were still glued in the direction the men disappeared. "You guys know that guy?"

"Ravus Nox Fleuret, first son of Tenebrae... and elder brother to Lady Lunafreya," Ignis answered.

"Let's get the hell outta here," Noctis scowled.

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Arriving back in Lestallum with the Regalia back in their grasp, the boys and (Y/n) headed to the Leville. Inside, they learned of what happened in their absence from Gladio's younger sister, Iris. A little boy was crying beside her and the Horseman couldn't stand the sight. Remembering his name was Talcott, she walked over to him. She kneeled in front of him and placed a hand on his head, patting it gently. No words escaped from her lips as the little boy lowered his hands from his eyes and met (Y/n)'s comforting gaze. Talcott didn't care who she was and jumped into her arms, crying his eyes out. The girl knew he needed the comfort and wrapped her arms around his body, rested her head atop his. "I'm sorry about your grandfather."

Talcott continued to cry as (Y/n) picked up the boy in her arms. He clung to her for dear life as he cried into her shoulder. Iris told her where his room was and went up the stairs. When she disappeared, the young Amicitia questioned Noctis. "Who is she, Noct? I don't remember seeing her when you first came to Lestallum."

The prince glanced at Prompto, Gladio, and Ignis. "Should we tell her?"

"I don't see any reason why not to. Hell, she might not believe us, anyway," the older Amicitia responded.

Deciding to tell Iris who (Y/n) was, Noctis told her the truth and every little detail that would help her believe the girl truly was one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. By the look on Iris' face, Noctis knew she believed every word. Having to sit down to keep herself from fainting, she placed her head in her hands. When she realized Talcott was alone with Death, she shot up out of her seat. "Talcott!"

"Whoa, calm down," Gladio said, placing a hand on his sister's shoulder. "He's in good hands."

"Yeah. (Y/n) would never hurt him," Noctis added.

"That's a relief," Iris sighed. She looked up and saw the exhaustion on their faces. "Guess I better let you guys rest. I'm gonna head to the market and buy a few things."

"See you later, Iris," Prompto said as she left the hotel.

"I'll secure us a room," Ignis stated, walking to the front desk.

"Does this mean we get the whole day off?" The sharpshooter asked excitedly.

"You know it," Noctis replied.

#final fantasy xv #ffxv #final fantasy xv x reader #noctis x reader #noctis lucis caelum

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notsogreatgamer · 2 years

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Affliction of Heart -Rated T (for now?)

Pairing: Ravus Nox Fleuret x Lightning (Claire) Farron

Summary: Ravus had always known that when he fell, he fell hard. He just didn't realize that included love too. But Lightning had a way of changing him.

Because I have no self-control...

#final fantasy xiii #final fantasy xv #ravus nox fleuret #lightning farron #claire farron #ravus nox fleuret x lightning farron #raire

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tenebraetrash17 · 4 years

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alright bois, it’s Raire hours again

the first one is something I made for fun and I'm vv proud of it!

The other two are actually gonna be covers hopefully to a series I’m gonna try writing, which follows the events of XV through the Fleuret’s eyes, but with the addition of characters from XIII being in the world as well! I’m really excited to start that!

With the last two, I wanted to make Lightning’s “ghostly presence” behind Ravus lighter, while his would be in a darker tone, as in the story they will be going down similar paths, but as it’s kinda shown? Ravus choses a more morally dark way of going about things while Lightning retains her goodness ?? if that’s a way to describe it?

I’ll be posting it on AO3 and hopefully here!! So yee! Sorry! didn’t mean to ramble! I was just excited !!

But I hope ya’ll enjoy my return to raire with these edits!!

#lightning farron #ravus nox fleuret #raire #ravus nox fleuret x lightning farron #ravus x lightning #raivus #stormlight #ffxv #ffxiii #final fantasy #otp #sfw #Family Friendly #christian content #Claire farron

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shadowdarkleonidascrusade · 5 years

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youTUBER SQUACK AND NOEOCT I AM LIVINGB IS THERE ANY OTHERS SHIPSS IN THIS YT SCENARIO SO ITS JUS ONE BIG YTER FAMILIA

SO MANY SHIPS 😭😭😭

Of course we've got the power couple Snerah, serah is one the popular beauty guru channels out there while Snow became a vlogger much later and all his videos feature him and the wife and their cat (who is also named snow).

Fanille, Fang isn't a vlogger since she has a job that defo wouldn't work out with being a youtuber. Vanille on the other hand has a DIY YouTube channel when it comes to making basic things in life. Like how to make your own laundry detergent, and longer lasting soap, and home-made toothpaste. Cuz fuck corporations and save the environment.

(That is vanilles actual tagline in her videos)

Outside of YouTube, prompto has a patreon for his photography which include different advanced techniques for photo stuff with different programs at different tiers.

Prompto isn't currently dating anyone but boy oh boy is he head over heels in love with Cindy Aurum.

AerTi are together and next to Fang and Vanille have been together the longest. Tifa runs a channel with dance choreography (since she's a part time dancer as an actual job) and she occasionally shows off her fighting abilities against Gladio or Fang (sometimes both) when it's the yearly Brawl of the Fittest.

Aerith runs a gardening and an overall nature aesthetic YouTube with her personal Spotify playlist that helps calm the nerves.

Aerith often collabs with Vanille because of similarities in their channels and also because they are both high key enviromentalists.

Ignis has a cooking channel (ofc he does) that has different tiers of difficulty. He usually does this on the weekends when the bros aren't filming their usual content.

He's currently dating Aranea (I'm a highspecs shipper sue me) and while Aranea isn't a youtuber, she's featured on his instagram story a lot and unwittingly gives him ideas for new recipes.

Rinoa and Selphie have a twitch channel called "Two Clueless Girls" in which they play a game neither of them have heard of and stream it on the weekends. They are the more recent couple that have gotten together.

Lightning isn't really a youtuber, but she's in everyones channel at some point because they all like to drag light out of her apartment and make her do things with them.

Of course her and her boyfriend Ravus are usually the victims of Zacks pranks and while they have tried to retaliate, Zack the Puppy remains diligent and three steps ahead of them.

Luna is also a youtuber and like Serah she's a beauty Guru type of youtuber with the occasional video ft her singing voice. She's currently dating Nyx (who has zero social media and hasn't really been seen in her videos so he's a total mystery and the fans are dying to know about him).

Okay so I may have gotten a little carried away with this ask but I'm just so fucking excited that someone asked about it okay?

Also I might have missed a ship or two and I'll remember them and probably add it to this post. At some point. Probably.

Thanks for asking!

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givelightningherharem · 5 years

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Ok, but I hc that Ravus loves to eat Lightning out until she’s shaking and squirting hard. And I mainly say this because damn have you seen those lips? They look like they were made for making the goddess feel good

((holy hell is this thirst hour??? Not that I'm complaining but damn y'all come at me at once with these asks and tbh I am here for it-))

LISTEN ANON I TOTALLY AGREE WITH YOU HOLY FUCK

It's legit Ravus' mission to have Lightning squirt, he will not stop until she does. Even when her hips start twitching uncontrollably and her fingers start pulling the hairs on his scalp, it's not gonna stop him. Even when her tongue is lolled out of her mouth and she can't even pronounce his damn name right anymore, he will not let up.

He has a goal and he will see it through to the end.

#rip lightning #death by ravus' nice looking lips #damn #ravus pls chill let your girlfriend gave a break #raire #ravus x lightning #ravus nox fleuret #lightning farron #ask cabbage #anonymous

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lightisupmyheart-blog · 5 years

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hi, sorry I haven’t been active lately, but I made a new lightis gmv because we need more of it. also, a friend requested the plot line because they like noctis vs ravus.

I don’t care what square says, Lightis is cannon in my heart <3

I really like the song. Simon Curtis is a goddddddd!

#lightis #nokurai #Noctis Lucis Caelum #lightning farron #noctis x lightning #noctis #lightning #ravus nox fleuret #ravus #chocobros #prompto argentum #ignis scientia #titan #gladiolus amicitia

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brandedsavior · 5 years

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☾ - ♕ - ☽ It feels too much, the panic gripping her chest, the pain lancing through her stomach, the weariness of her arms trying to keep her up. She feels weak, yet urgency keeps her from listening to the demands of her body and her Shield, and she doesn’t lie down, not at the threat of her arm giving way beneath her, nor at Lightning’s gentle pressing at her shoulder. She cannot lie back, not yet, not until she knows that Noctis is alright. That is the most important thing to know right now.

And reassurance comes when Lightning tells her that Noctis is alive. Relief floods her entire being, and she finally allows herself to be pressed gently back onto the bed, her arms grateful to not be holding her up any longer. A weight feels as if it has been lifted from her chest, her breathing feels easier, lighter, despite the lingering pain. What good would it be if Luna were to have survived and Noctis to have died? They are both children of prophecy, yet the emphasis is on the Chosen King making it through to the very end. Her life’s dedication is to seeing that done, her own survival be damned. In that moment, holding Noctis close and summoning every ounce of magic she had at the time, her every desire had been to sacrifice herself to see him live.

Her survival be damned.

Still, as she rests her head back against the pillow, murmuring praises to the Six in the common tongue interwoven with her native Tenebraean, there is a part of her that feels…gladto know she is alive, too. There is still so much to hope for, to fight for, and she has another day to continue to see it through. And that is in no small part to-

“Light,” she says again, opening her eyes, and she realizes that, in the haze of pain and relief that had washed over her, she had grasped her Shield’s wrist and held her hand against her collarbones. A human touch to keep her grounded, to keep her from giving in to the pain and falling into unconsciousness again. Perhaps this touch is a breach of propriety, but Luna cannot let go, not yet, as if letting go would prove this all to be some fever dream and Luna would realize that she is dying and allowing her final moments to be encompassed by the warmth of someone she cares about. (And it has come to that, hasn’t it? Years of being Oracle and Shield has lent itself to Luna finding solace in Lightning’s presence, in finding her to be a friend. And who better to spend her final moments with than one who has been there for her through everything? Her hand tightens around Lightning’s wrist just slightly, feels the pulse of her heartbeat against her fingertips, revels in the life beating through her veins.)

“You…you saved me.” Luna has to blink to keep her vision clear as she focuses on the piercing blue intensity of Lightning’s gaze. She knows the woman cannot heal her with magic, so the bandages around her middle are from practiced medicine taught to the woman while in training to be the Oracle’s Shield. Of course she would have been taught what to do should the Oracle be incapacitated, unable to provide her own services. All in the line of duty.

And that’s what it is, isn’t it. Duty. Something Luna should be focusing on more herself. They both have their roles to play here, and Lightning’s has always been to keep Luna safe. Ofcourse she would find Luna’s body and bring her to a place they wouldn’t be found. Slowly, she loosens her grip around Lightning’s wrist and rests her own hands against her stomach. Ardyn’s knife had ripped her open here in an attempt to end her life. Luna’s eyes close and she focuses her strength, her magic, to knit the wound close.

But nothing happens. Her body resists, knowing that expending any energy could cause more damage than it would fix. Luna is alive, but her magic is useless now, while she heals from the wound, and from surging all her own magic to Noctis. She has left little for herself to use. She is, in essence, useless right now, and that is a feeling she doesn’t know what to do with. Despite her enhances strength, despite her ability to use magic and heal people, despite everything she has going for her in her role as Oracle - she is useless. What a feeling to face.

Tears burn her eyes as she closes them, and she despises how they leave hot trails down her face and back into her hair. “I cannot do anything,” she says aloud, putting words to the reality that there truly is nothing she can do right now. “Lightning.” A shaking breath leaves barely parted lips, and she opens her eyes again to look at her Shield. Her friend. “We should go back to Fenestala Manor. They will help keep my survival a secret until I am better.” And their doctors will be able to take over for Lightning and let the woman rest. “Under cover of night, we can go back.”

⚡ ⚡

THE MOVEMENT OF HER HAND WAS SLOW, but still somehow managed to take the rosette aback when slender digits were wrapped around her wrist, coaxing a palm forward. Fingertips touched warm skin, twitched with the temptation of tracing the jutted bone of her collar. It was foreign, an INTIMATE gesture that Oracle and Shield had never truly indulged -- too firmly rooted in their sense of duty to allow for the physical. Lightning had never been one for prolonged touches, but she allowed for whatever comfort Luna might seek from the contact, gently, carefully, pressing fingers against pale flesh in an attempt to ANCHOR the blonde to reality.

You saved me. The words echoed in her mind, the Shield attempting to dissect their meaning. Was it disbelief that Lightning had put herself in danger to ensure the safety of the Oracle -- a task for which she’d been prepared from a young age ? Or was it merely the DELIRIUM born of pain and the remnants of unconsciousness? Did she, perhaps, fear that Lightning had only saved her because it was her job and she’d done little more than adhere to years of training ? Much as the rosette had an obligation to the Oracle, it wasn’t merely her title as Shield that has driven her to rescue Lunafreya. Though she strictly adhered to the decorum expected of her, Lightning viewed the princess as a friend -- more, even, if she dared to be honest with herself ( and when it came to ever foreign matters of the heart, she certainly didn’t ). Emotions often failed the Shield; raised in near seclusion -- save for Luna, Ravus and those who taught her what it meant to dedicate one’s life to the Oracle -- and given the minimal contact she’d had with others, the memories of a more carefree childhood long since faded, the difficulty of forging bonds and navigating even the most basic interactions was to be expected.

Even as Luna’s grip fell away, fingers lingered, aqua gaze falling to spot where flesh connected, watching the steady -- albeit somewhat labored -- rise and fall of her chest. The Astrals had never seemed the benevolent type, but Lightning could only attribute Luna’s survival to divine intervention.

Unless the Oracle had not finished playing her part in their tale -- a notion that nauseated Lightning. Though the rosette wouldn’t hesitate going toe-to-toe with the deities if it ensured Luna’s safety, she knew the blonde would never allow Light to come between her and the damned prophecy.

Fuck the prophecy.

Finally withdrawing her hand, she watched as tears sprung from the other’s eyes, lips down-turned as she resisted the urge to reach out and swipe at the rivulets that coursed across her cheek. Luna had ENDURED much ( too much ) and seeing her like this -- vulnerable, lost -- only solidified her conviction in ending whatever role she was expected to continue to play.

The Astrals would no longer treat the Oracle like a plaything, so long as Lightning lived.

❛ NO. ❜ Dusty rose locks shifted as she shook her head, the gaze that met with Luna’s missing its usual STEELINESS, but still held a finality within; this was clearly not up for discussion. ❛ IT’S TOO DANGEROUS, AND YOU’RE IN NO CONDITION FOR THE TREK. ❜ Before the expected protest could be uttered, a hand was raised. ❛ YOU NEED REST. WHEN YOU’RE HEALED, WE CAN MAKE PLANS. ❜

#oraculideluna #v; sworn sword and shield ⚡ final fantasy xv // oracle's shield #th; oraculideluna 001 #THE STORM IS HERE ⚡ interaction.#( i forgot when the empire destroyed the manner relative to altissia? )#( i mean we could always au that shit up but ya know lol )

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