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A novel-length re-writing of the aftermath of Final Fantasy XII.
Last bookmarked by scribbler_unsure
25 May 2012
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Dean has insomnia. Castiel can relate.
Last bookmarked by dai_nemesis
24 Apr 2012
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Set in Archades, an alternate universe tale where Ffamran never ran away to become Balthier. Following canon events, Basch assumes his brother's role and meets a young, aristocratic and blind Ffamran Mid Bunansa.
Last bookmarked by Salmonellagogo (finitefarfalla)
31 Mar 2012
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He slides over to make room, so Larsa can crawl into the warm spot where he's been lying. "What's the matter?" he asks, though he's fairly certain he knows.
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Larsa is twelve when he makes his first move on the Imperial board.
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"My apologies," Larsa says. "I admit I've grown impatient, waiting to see you."
[ending spoilers]
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Basch’s room is wonderfully warm and smells distantly of smoke and spices, as if the time of year has crept inside.
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Post-Game. Larsa can't decide where his brother ends, and Basch begins. In the wake of Vayne's death, he debates what it means to be a man as taught to him by his brother, and the loyalty he commands now as Emperor. For one night Larsa explores the manhood proper he is entering into, and he releases his "hound" from his leash. Basch refuses to be considered as such, but it has been a long time since anything has tempted him like this.
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Larsa has plans, and tunnel vision. Penelo never has a chance. Vaan never has a clue.
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Six years after the events of Revenant Wings, manufacted nethicite has gradually lost its power, and the technology to make it anew is long gone. When Balthier steals the last piece from the Archadian Empire, they stop at nothing to bring him in.
Last bookmarked by laceblade
9 Nov 2011
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After a long few moments, half of an orange, and a quick scouring of his memory for relevant Archadian and Rabanastran political and cultural customs, Larsa realized that, should he be very patient and very clever, he could quite possibly have all three of them. Perhaps even at once.
Last bookmarked by Qable
28 Sep 2011
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Balthier may have thought that he could slip away with the Strahl with only a note left behind to make it clear he and Fran had survived, but Vaan isn't about it let him get away with it. Balthier/Vaan, AU from RW and the tiniest bit from XII's ending .
Last bookmarked by boshums
21 Jun 2011
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"Vaan, are you entirely certain that you were speaking to Fran and not some figment of your imagination?"
Vaan snuggled down closer to him and closed his eyes, reaching for sleep. "Balthier," he said with a yawn, "you really need to learn how to read between the lines."
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Some traditions should be kept.
Last bookmarked by keilson
9 May 2011
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There is someone, or perhaps something, that Larsa knows he can never have. All the same, there is comfort in the dreaming.
Last bookmarked by keilson
7 May 2011
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"My lady viera." Larsa bows in the way his courtiers have taught him, even so encumbered. "I thought myself most discreet."
Last bookmarked by keilson
7 May 2011
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This is ritual, by now: when Vayne has duties to attend to, some tour of a far corner of the empire to make one political point or another, he spends the last night before he leaves with his brother.
Last bookmarked by keilson
6 May 2011
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House Solidor has a secret history.
Last bookmarked by Imitari
30 Apr 2011
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Rec 1
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While waiting for the Strahl to be fixed in Dalmasca, Balthier and Fran lie low in Archades. The city is not good for them.
Last bookmarked by Renay
23 Apr 2011
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The best Balthier/Fran story I have read in a long time; there are so many different degrees of awesome here.
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Post-game, AU. Noah and Vaan try to keep their lives separate, but they're drawn to each other.
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Ashe schemes like a scheming thing, Basch pretends not to notice (or care), and Larsa is too busy trying to make out with Penelo to notice Vaan running around without his pants on. In other words, just another afternoon in Archades.