Dalmasca is under siege. The Empire presses in on the borders, and it falls to Prince Rasler to lead the defense. Only in the worst of moments do we show ourselves for who we are. Dalmasca shall itself gloriously...

It is said since the dark ages of the dynasty king Raithwall, the chosen one of the gods, thanks to the sword of the Kings and the magilit given him by the gods, united under a single kingdom, the people of Ivalice ... No one knew that part of his story had been hidden and forgotten ... to the people of Ivalice. The story tells of the last task that the gods entrusted to the king

A woman from another world finds herself entwined with the events of Final Fantasy XII. She fights alongside Lady Ashe and her allies, but all is not as it appears to be. A far greater threat than Vayne looms on the horizon and in order to save Ivalice, she must unravel the mystery of her forgotten past and embrace the heart of a certain sky pirate.

Balthier confronting Jules about something bad he did. (Prompt: Drunk! I'm replaying FFXII and I hate the chop collecting so much. Be warned, mature themes are present. This is a love/hate relationship.)

A small love fic. Yaoi.

This is a mostly canon-compliant attempt at a novelisation of Final Fantasy XII. For details about my headcanon, see my profile. This is just a trial to see whether I've still got what it takes. T, Basch/Vossler, Vaan/Penelo, some violence, adult themes.

[Part II continues! Chapter 12 is here: The Zodiac Sisters!] It was a long way to hell before Noah fon Ronsenburg became Judge Gabranth. Who exactly is this blonde guy? How was his relationship with Basch? And how did the two brothers part ways, making Noah look towards Archadia and walk until he became the chief of all Judge Magisters?

She is no one's daughter. Daughter of the desert of Dalmasca, of the sands and of the wind ... Her character and her superb beauty made her immediately distinguish for her noble lineage. He did not consider himself anyone, only himself. Cit. FFXII- "His blood, in a burned holocaust, in exchange for our divine seed given to the belly of Dalmasca."

My first FF fan fiction, just an idea I've been bouncing around in my head for a while. Takes place long after events of FF12, all the Hume members of the original cast have died off, leaving Fran feeling alone and lost, forcing her to seek the comfort of home. Rated M for violence and dark themes, as well as sexual themes (and possibly Lemon) in future chapters.

When Larsa Solidor introduces a bill that would abolish the Chop System, members of the Imperial Senate lose all hopes in creating their perfect puppet emperor. As rumors of Larsa's possible death begin to form a path, Penelo can't stop herself from following it, only to find herself more captivated by the Empire than she ever thought possible. [slow burn Larnelo, WIP]

Five years have passed since the Ashe reclaimed her throne and Larsa has occupied the seat of Emperor. Where is everyone else? This is a continuation of the story. Humor, Adventure, Romance, Intrigue, etc. All characters are like to be included.

The reign of Raithwall was thoroughly detailed, or so everyone thought. Though, it's wise to remember the victors write history as they see fit. Perhaps that's not always the best thing. Sometimes things refuse to remain buried. It will be the descendant of the Dynast-King, and her varied companions, to learn that lesson in his stead. Perhaps it is time for history to be rewritten.

Everything has its price, especially freedom. (MORE INSIDE!)

Anya has turned her back on the life she once knew, choosing instead to take up with a pair of infamous sky pirates. After a fateful brush with the sister Ondore announced dead, however, she finds herself ultimately unraveling the past she swore to forget. Sequel to Hide and Seek (oneshot), and AU to The Necessity of Peace. Basch/OC (Cover art by zerofinite art on twitter!)

Post game: A new generation of leaders in Ivalice grapple with good and evil, and an ambiguous saint of old promising the destruction of the future. "To live in an age so wondrous is a blessing—but to live in Ivalice, even more one."- Alma Beoulve [A Basch/Alma slow burn.] Chapter 17:In Balthier's story, a father never quite sees the child before him clearly and a mother is trapped

Artz's sister, Anna, finds herself in Ivalice and decides to hitch a ride on the crazy train that are the events of Final Fantasy XII. She doesn't know much about this world and it shows, but things go sideways when she meets a certain Dalmascan knight and she is in for the shock of her life. Did she mention that she was falling in love by accident and doesn't know it?

Four years after saving Ivalice, sky pirate Vaan and his crew are in Rabanastre examing the treasure they found in some old ruins near Giruvegan. Vaan finds himself drawn to a mysterious stone that seems to amplify the power of any spell he casts with it. He didn't expect to find himself in a Rabanstre under Archadian control in his seventeen year-old body after a spell gone wrong.

Fran was a curious and observant Viera who left her home to explore the world.

We all know the story of the Dynast King, but what if there was a Dynast Emperor who came before, who ruled not just a portion of Ivalice but the entire world of Ivalice. [Rated M for Strong Language, Violence, blood, Lemons] Multi Pairings, Harem. Genres are: Adventure, Romance, Humor, Suspense, Friendship/Family, Hurt/Comfort, and maybe Tragedy.

My first Final Fantasy XII fanfic in a long time. Following the disappearance of his elder brother, and his father's apparent madness, a young boy named Leonis has been a young lad with conflicted issues over his talents, and seeks his father's approval before one day he was summoned by Lord Gramis to be a Bodyguard to his son bringing him to a conflict of Archadia's freedom.

Silently in the dark Basch found himself weighing in peace and absolute tranquility. After all, the former knight was used to that darkness, locked in his cabin on the Stralh, no one dared knock on his door.

Looking down upon the snow-laden branches of the forest, Vaan considers how far he has come since their adventure first began in Rabanastre. Written as part of adventdrabbles on Dreamwidth.

On the darkest night of the year, an orphan girl sets the stage: A princess mingles with the common folk of enemy territory, a Judge Magister laments the condition of his greaves, mulled wine is poured into the cups of reluctant estranged brothers who sit face to face. Slight AU.

In the year 704 Old Valendian, Ivalice chooses peace, and life goes on. Two years later, a suit is arranged between the princess of Nabradia and a captain of Dalmasca. She is dismayed and he is resigned, but one fateful evening… (Basch/OC. AU where there's no war and to our main FFXII series on this account [Hide and Seek These Roles We Play The Necessity of Peace].)

After abruptly eloping to an unknown island, Ashe sees this as an opportunity to spend time away from her throne and be herself for a change, and Vaan is at her side. / Ashe Vaan fluff, first of a seven part series, lemon in later chapters