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hiddeneosbymrsflowerpot · 11 months

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HOT OFF THE PRESS!!! Hidden Eos - Issue 2!!! As part of FFXV Old School Zine Fest I have produced issue two of Hidden Eos - a travel magazine based on Final Fantasy XV. There are features on fishing at the Vesperpool, tips for racing chocobos and where to get the best skewers on a night out in Lestallum. There is even a word search puzzle! For a limited time only you can download and print your own copy from here: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1s93u67BvwuJW9IkS5x9GEdpkC2j9J6q7?usp=sharing And if you missed it last year you can also get a copy of issue 1: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1KVRrWRrwabSTMf3v9LOaxbKamKY6PZ3H?usp=sharing Enjoy!

#finalfantasy xv #ffxv #ff15 #ffxv old school zine fest #vesperpool #lestallum #chocobo racing #chocobo

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captainadwen · 5 months

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I have a suspicion now that the weird doors in dungeons are actually more royal tombs (+ obligatory boss battle) because I went up and down the insomnia waterways dungeon for like an hour and found a weird alien door but not a royal tomb and every other dungeon has a royal tomb.....

Tho I hear pitioss (wherever it is. I'm looking forward to this one) doesn't have a royal tomb so maybe this one doesn't either....

#adwen plays ffxv #this was a fun dungeon tho the layout was hell to navigate #i have never paid more attention to my minimap #i think my fave dungeons are.... the waterfall one and rock of ravatoah #for different reasons #tho trecking back up to thr rock sounds like hell #castlemark i need to explore more...#the one by vesperpool was average tho underwater effects cool #the mystwood i also ought to explore more #and i HATE the mines. constant jumpscares

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trilies · 3 months

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Their arrival into Vesperpool had already been kind of shit-shaped, on account of it already being kind of dim by the time they emerged out of the tunnel, and it'd only gotten worse when they'd had to waste time when Noctis had to toss an EDM-spewing greatsword through a Nif mech's head, and then the sky had given them a cheery on top with a sudden downpouring of rain that refused to stop, and then there was that stop over and all of that to say the swamp had been even swampier when they'd gotten out of the Regalia in order to find some really nice metal tucked away in.... swamp.

do you even catch fireflies, bro aka I wrote a fanfic on a thing I think I should have been allowed to do in canon

#ffxv #final fantasy xv #ff15 #ardyn izunia #noctis lucis caelum

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meldaciomartyr · 1 month

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Continued from [X]

Damnit, the Vesperpool was home to some massive fish an' other beasts that inhabited both the land an' water. Whatever was headin' for their skiff was spotted a second or two too late.

Tommy an' Marco called out an' Kaleb tried t'yank the rudder but the thud came anyways an' the lurchin' weightlessness as the boat was overturned and then came the water an' darkness.

He hated the Vesperpool.

Quickly gettin' his bearings, Dave orientated himself and kicked back up t'the surface. Cursin' under his breath as he tread water an' turned full-circle t'get a headcount on their party. Reno caught the hunter's eye immediately; he was causin' a ruckus an' thrashing in every direction. Shit, could the kid swim? He could'a sworn Ida told him 'bout the boys' havin' two swim when they fled the Empire. Strikin' out towards the teenager, Dave caught a tight handful of his vest and pulled the boy towards him, makin' eye-contact and shakin' him roughly to break the panic. "Hey, eyes on me ... stop lookin' down."

The fear was clear t'see an' Reno stuttered his answer, which was very unlike the kid. Nodding calmly, Dave pointed at the closest shore which led to the Myrlwood Dungeon they were headin' for. "You match me, stay beside me okay? I ain't goin' anywhere."

Stroke by stroke the small part made it across the water, half of them cursin' whatever had decided t'give 'em an uninvited dip. Kaleb was leadin' the swearing with some more hunters joining in. They scouted the water's edge for monsters before settling to catch their breath. But Dave brought up the rear with Reno, keepin' a hand on the kid's shoulder and giving the others a wordless glance that told them to go ahead into the Myrlwood. When they were far enough away, Dave looked back to Reno.

"We can head back to HQ along that track there, the parkin' spot's a few clicks from here, but it's an easy hike."

@proxnotxaxfool

#proxnotxaxfool

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ffxvficrec · 3 months

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by chasingfigments It’s going to take several days to make it up to the Vesperpool, and who knows how long after that to see if they can actually locate any of the mythril Cid needs to repair the boat. The first day’s drive is a lot of aching silence, which Prompto tries in fits and starts to patch over. Ignis tries to engage with him, a little, but when his eyes aren’t on the road, they’re on the rear-view mirror and the sullen Noctis in the back seat. Noctis tries even less, and Prompto wilts into silence in the front seat. Or: After Gladio leaves, Noctis withdraws. Words: 1890, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Prompto Argentum , Noctis Lucis Caelum Relationships: Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum Additional Tags: Canon Compliant , Emotional Hurt , ignis technically appears but not enough to be tagged , Missing Scene , One-Sided Attraction , there are hints prompto has feelings but noct's feelings are unknown

#final fantasy xv #ffxv #ffxv fic rec #final fantasy xv fic rec

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calling4glaives · 1 year

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Poll #2

Thanks to everyone who participated in our first poll. It was fun watching the answers shift and encouraging to see so many answers. Nyx is still very loved! (all the more reason to have Nyx Week 2023, right?)

Our next question still has no wrong answers, but has slightly more grounds for argument. We would love to hear both your opinions and your reasonings if you'd be willing to share!

#ffxv #kingsglaive #nyxweek2023 #polls #Nyx Ulric #Libertus Ostium

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hiddeneosbymrsflowerpot · 2 years

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You ready and raring to race? Once you get the Regalia Type-D you can compete in three off road time challenges like the Cross-Cleign Safari at the Vesperpool. In the blink of an eye an entire course is set out for you including checkpoints, chevron marker boards and advertising boards for Hammerhead, Meteor Publishing and Coernix Oil. Local hunters cheer you on from the sidelines as you race past obstacles and local wildlife, which thankfully doesn’t attack. Make it to the finish line in record time and you could win a bumper upgrade from Cindy. (I have no idea what a catoblepas is doing at the Vesperpool. It probably got lost on it’s way to Alstor Slough.) All images copyright Square Enix Co Ltd.

#ffxv #ff15 #final fantasy xv #ffxv windows edition #regalia regalia type d #vesperpool #cross cleign safari #hammerhead #meteor #coernix oil

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thisfairytalegonebad · 7 months

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Cold Compress - Whumptober day 13

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Character: Gladiolus Amicitia Rating: Teen and up Warnings: None

Read below the cut or on AO3 here.

Gladio may think he’s being sneaky in hiding his injury, and maybe it would even work on someone less observant, but if Ignis prides himself in one thing, it’s his ability to notice even small things other people wouldn’t bother taking note of.

He didn’t actually see how Gladio got hurt, but he sees the way he’s favouring his right leg a little. He sees the faint sheen of sweat on Gladio’s forehead and the slightly paler-than-usual colour of his face.

The question is just, how badly is he injured?

Ignis doesn’t want to call him out in front of Prompto and Noct - he trusts Gladio, knows the man has got to have a good reason for not mentioning whatever is troubling him to them.

For now, he’d wait and keep a close eye on him while he waits for an opportunity to talk to him in private.

It’s a miserable day. They’ve been running around the Vesperpool for hours and it’s been raining since yesterday evening. They’re all soaked and caked in mud and Ignis would just about sell his soul for a hot cup of coffee right now.

The others aren’t faring much better. Noct hasn’t said a word in nearly an hour, marching around the mud with quiet determination. Under normal circumstances, Ignis feels nothing but pride whenever his charge offers his aid to someone in need, but in this particular instance, well. Sania could probably have lived without her frogs for a little while longer.

Prompto has long stopped singing, now simply trudging after them with his head down to keep the rain from getting in his eyes. He’s shivering quite noticeably, and Ignis is torn between feeling sympathy for him and fighting the urge to point out that he’d told him to perhaps consider putting on a jacket this morning instead of opting for his sleeveless shirt again.

And Gladio, ever the wilderness enthusiast, seemed to be quite content for a considerable while, but at one point between fighting sahagins, an entire family of overgrown poultry, a swarm of angry killer wasps and sahagins again, he was injured and his mood has dropped a good bit since then.

“Noct,” Ignis tries cautiously. “Perhaps we ought to postpone this search for another day. I’m sure the hunters would be willing to rent the caravan to us for another night, and then we can continue looking tomorrow. According to the forecast, the weather should be better tomorrow.”

“But I saw it earlier,” Noct insists. “I swear I saw it hopping around over here! Besides, Sania said they’re more likely to come out during rainy weather.”

With their luck, the damn frog has probably been eaten by a sahagin in the meantime, but Ignis doesn’t say that. Instead, he holds back a sigh and pinches the bridge of his nose, both to keep himself from snapping at Noct and to try and stave off the headache that’s starting to set in. He’s taken off his glasses hours ago, unable to see properly with the rain droplets covering the lenses, and now he’s paying the price for that.

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After nearly another hour, it’s slowly getting dark and even Noct is forced to admit that they’ll have to continue their frog search some other time.

Prompto is shivering nearly uncontrollably now despite the fact that he’s wearing Ignis' jacket - yes, Ignis may have told him to put on his own jacket this morning, but he still couldn’t stand watching the boy suffer any longer - and Gladio…

Ignis stops, realising he’s no longer hearing Gladio’s heavy footsteps behind him.

He quickly turns and spots Gladio leaning against a tree a few paces behind him, looking more than slightly pale.

“Gladio?” he asks, quietly so as to not alert the other two, but alarmed all the same. “Are you quite alright?”

“Fine,” Gladio grunts, even though Ignis can see that he really isn’t. “Sagahin got me in the leg earlier. Not that bad earlier, but I guess walking around on it didn’t do me any favours.”

“Did you take a potion?” Ignis asks, although he already knows the answer.

Just like he suspected, Gladio shakes his head. “Nah. Like I said, wasn’t that bad and we’re running low as it is. I’ll be fine, just gotta get out of this damn swamp.”

“That we can agree on,” Ignis sighs. “Alright, but you’ll take one if you feel it’s getting worse, no arguments. Are you alright to continue on for now?”

“Sure.” Gladio pushes himself off the tree and goes to catch up with the other two who are still marching on, and Ignis notes with concern that his limp has grown more pronounced.

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They’ve barely been walking for another five minutes when Gladio suddenly staggers to the side and throws up, supporting himself against a tree so he doesn’t fall face-first into the mud.

Immediately, Ignis is at his side - he’s well aware that he’s been hovering, and now it looks like that wasn’t all that wrong of a thing to do.

“Gladio, you’re taking that potion now.”

He already has it in hand, crushing it against Gladio’s leg before he can protest.

“Thanks.” Gladio’s voice is raspy and his cheeks flushed.

“Change of plan,” Ignis says as soon as Prompto and Noct have joined them, staring wide-eyed at Gladio. “We get back to the car as soon as possible and try to make it back to Meldacio before it grows fully dark.

He’s not sure what’s wrong with Gladio. He doesn’t look all that much better after the potion, but the cut wasn’t bad enough for him to have lost a lot of blood or anything similar. Perhaps it’s just exhaustion catching up with him.

Either way, Gladio doesn’t look like he’s going to get far on his own, so Ignis slips his arm around his waist to support him. They can’t afford to lose any more daylight if they want to make it back to Meldacio for the night.

As they make their way back to the car, Gladio leans on Ignis more and more heavily until Ignis is almost bearing his full weight, and he has never been so glad to see the Regalia than at this moment.

They quickly load Gladio into the backseat, leaving him to lean his head against the window with his eyes closed, and then Ignis floors it towards Meldacio.

Luckily, no one has handed out speeding tickets in the countryside of Lucis for a long time, so they make it to the hunters’ headquarters with a fair share of traffic violations and barely any daylight to spare.

Prompto jumps out of the car to rent the caravan for the night, Noct goes to find a doctor or at least someone with some medical knowledge and the equipment to go with it, and Ignis is left to help Gladio out of the car.

“How are you holding up?” he asks as he lets Gladio lean on him for support again.

“Been better,” Gladio mutters and Ignis is inclined to believe him - even through the thick leather of Gladio’s jacket, he can feel heat radiating off him.

Noct joins them with a face like a storm cloud, announcing that apparently, the only medic at the outpost has recently left for the gas station near Greyshire Glacial Grotto to tend to an employee who has fallen ill. He did however manage to get them to sell some medical supplies to him.

At least Prompto comes bearing better news and the key to the caravan - they’re allowed to stay for as long as they need as long as they pay up before they leave.

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By the time Gladio is out of his wet clothes and in bed, and Ignis actually gets to take a look him over, Gladio is trembling and burning up with fever.

Ignis checks the leg first, but the skin is smooth and uninjured, knitted back together perfectly by the potion.

There’s nothing else wrong with his legs, so Ignis works his way up to Gladio’s torso and back, and then he spots it - a rather small, shallow wound on the back of his neck. It’s puffy and swollen and while it should have healed with the potion, the fact that it didn’t means that there’s something else causing Gladio’s illness.

Poison.

“Gladio, did the mushussu hit you?” Ignis asks, running his hand over the cut. It’s warm to the touch and likely tender from the way Gladio flinches away from his fingers.

Gladio frowns, but then simply shrugs. “I dunno. If it did, I didn’t notice.”

Ignis eyes him warily for a moment but lets it go. Gladio sounds genuine enough, and he’s not one to hide injuries just for the fun of it. If he says he didn’t notice, Ignis believes him.

He has the boys run back to the shop to buy an antidote, but he knows the poison has already been in Gladio’s system for too long for an antidote to cure him. He’s going to have to ride out the fever on his own.

“I do wish we had noticed this sooner,” Ignis sighs as he gently places the cold compress on Gladio’s forehead.

Gladio blinks up at him and says with a crooked smile, “Yeah, me too.”

His eyes are glassy with fever, his face pale except for his flushed cheeks, and he’s shivering despite the blanket they covered him with. It’s unsettling to see him like that, their physically strongest fighter reduced to a trembling lump of misery by a small cut like that.

He’s clearly fighting to stay awake, and Ignis wants nothing more than to let him sleep, but he wants to at least get some water into him before he does so. But giving him water while he’s still poisoned would be futile, he’d likely throw it back up within minutes.

Soon, the caravan door opens and the other two hurry inside, handing Ignis the antidote. Ignis quickly gives it to Gladio who crushes it in his hand.

“Here, drink this,” Ignis instructs, helping Gladio sit up a bit more so he can sip from the offered bottle. “Slowly, or you’ll make yourself sick.”

“Yes, Mom,” Gladio says, but the teasing effect is somewhat lost due to how weak and pitiful it comes out, so Ignis lets it slide. Instead, he guides Gladio to lie back down, and pulls the blanket up to cover all of him.

“Get some rest,” he says gently, smoothing his hand over Gladio’s hair for a moment before he stands.

“’Kay,” Gladio says, drowsy and not all there, and then he’s out like a light.

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Read all of my Whumptober prompt fills here.

#whumptober2023 #no.13 #cold compress #ffxv #final fantasy xv #fic #thisfairytalegonebad's writing #gladiolus amicitia

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proxnotxaxfool · 1 month

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Eyes on me. Stop looking down.

he wasn't sure what the hell had hit them, but something had, because he'd gone from sitting inside the rickety little boat to treading water ... he could swim. as long as he could remember, he'd been able to swim, which meant his parents had paid someone to teach him when he was just a kid.

so why was there an ice-cold pang in his chest, making it harder and harder to breath. his head was above water and his head knew what to do; head for the bank, head for the shallows and don't panic because this was an easy situation to get out of.

but his heart hammered and his chest constricted, making it hard to breath and his throat was dry ... hands grabbing fistfuls of water, reno twisted in the water, his feet nowhere near touching the bottom, there'd been halfway across the vesperpool when the boat had been upended ... it was daytime and the water wasn't nearly as cold and yet the teenager's head wasn't there. it was back to a cold night where he'd held on to his little brother as tight as he could, unruly waves tossing their little boat around like toy until leviathan had dumped them into her depths ... he could hear the other people screaming, hear loqi crying, hear his father's last words back in gralea, telling him to look after his little brother...

eyes on me ... stop looking down.

reno snapped out of his daze when a hand clamped on his shoulder, his breathing short and sharp as he tried to get a hold of his nerves. dave. he wanted to shrug his hand off and brush off the concern he could see on the hunter's face with bravado, but he couldn't ... his throat was arid and his heart hammered harder still; they were still treading water and he couldn't feel solid ground beneath his feet.

' i - i can swim ... just lead the way. '

#replied #meldaciomartyr #v: stranded

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lunarlegend · 6 months

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You know that one snake lady daemon that was around the Vesperpool? It took me quite a few times to beat her because I wasn't doing enough damage before morning. I switched up weapons, traones up the guys a bit, and tried to make a lot of fire spells.

Apparently, I forgot to teach Ignis Sage Fire. Once he had it, the whole fight was kind of a joke. Ignis basically killed the daemon all by himself just by using Sage Fire a bunch.

i believe it, i kill everything with Ignis! 😂 i rarely use Sagefire, though; instead i switch to him.

i pummel everything with his daggers and counter as necessary so i never have to stop and heal (he just heals himself), and use High Jump to dodge the attacks i can't counter. between his damage modifier and extremely high polearm damage, i can kill almost every enemy in the game as him.

i think i would have seriously struggled trying to play before the character swap update! 😂

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happy-orc · 2 years

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And the last bach of my @iqlucis pieces! All these were also for the camping without roughing it article. These arte all est areas in Lucis, first the vesperpool. then Mount Ravatough, the Crown City rest area and Cape Caiem.

#IQLucis #insomnia quarterly zine #scenery #final fantasy xv #ffxv #my art

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