A saga, in short segments, of what could have been. Ffamran/Ashe, Rasler/Ashe, Penelo/Vaan. Please suggest titles!
Vaan, Balthier thinks, will never be much of a sky pirate. [Written for FF100's challenge "Hero inside."]
Balthier did his best not to let the Strahl influence his opinion of people.
"Why won't you teach me?" Vaan asked.
The thing Vaan liked most about sleeping with Balthier - apart from the obvious - was that it didn't change anything.
Fran puts an end to years of dread when she returns, and so do the woods.
Larsa is pitted into a battle of wits that spans more than just the game board.
He doesn't need people worrying for him - he can take care of himself. [Written for Ironman7's painfic week.]
Of course, at this point, I suppose I should be more surprised about the identity of our damsel in distress. [Written for Bottle_of_shine's Kissing Battle on LJ; warning for mild use of Yaoi Logic.]f
If shouldn't matter if Gabranth was not quite the man he was before. [Spoilers for the end of the game.]
Vossler hates this man on principle, but that makes him no less of a relief. Vossler/Bergan hatesex and UST in the World War I AU.
It's true that Basch expected to be in no-man's land tonight, and in contact with Germans, but sharing a smoke with one wasn't what he'd have bet on. Basch/his brother in the Christmas truce, in th...
Proverbs 27:17: As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another. Spoilers through the Sandsea and no further -- Basch and Vossler in the desert, and broken friendships trying to mend.
She'd been scarred since he'd last seen her, each mark a reminder of how he'd failed her.
Ashe didn't seem to appreciate the fact that 'defiling the dead' was a neccessary part of life.