Sodia believes the acting commandant's tireless search for Yuri Lowell after the incident at Zaude is because he's desperate to save his old friend. She's wrong.

Even something so simple can mean the world to just the right person.

After the Adephagos, Rita and Estelle struggle to maintain a relationship while keeping the world in balance. Also pardon my typos, I dont go back and edit my work.

Rita's setting up her new lab in Halure now that she finally has time to settle down and start studying the new system of Spirits and mana she helped create. Obviously that's the only reason why Rita's set up there and not at all because Estelle wants to live there one day. (Post Game - pre-relationship)

Yuri, a lone wolf who abides by his own sense of justice. Estelle, a quiet girl trapped by the whirlpool of hate and discrimination. One fateful encounter by these two changes everything. The world they once knew. This is a story of how a group of friends overcome their hardships through love, friendship, and justice.

Left alone in the night beneath the sky, a talk about life can change the course of ones thoughts and views. Especially when there is someone you love.

[FY, Fluriary 2021, 10 H/C] Flynn snapped back to it on feeling Yuri lightly elbow-jab him in the arm. "You can go down memory lane while we get ready for bed." Yuri's voice was as tired as Flynn's own, the swordsman making certain they were both moving again, following Repede into the master bedroom.

Yuri reflects on his encounter with Ragou and how his decision will affect his life moving forward.

'He became a constant, like a tacky piece of furniture that cluttered up the corner and didn't match the rug. But it was familar and, like the actual tacky chair in the corner, she got used to him.' Rita/Raven, oh yeah. Rated for language.

Revolution AU. Zaphias has always been a thriving kingdom, but since the past ten years, the kingdom hasn't been as good as it looks on the outside. With discrimination and a large social gap growing rapidly, a group of people aren't going to stand still and do nothing about it. (Story for NaNoWriMo 2020)

The beginning of the end, Judith realized, came right after the not quite harrowing—considering that frankly, none of the barely-trained grunts that served as guards were any match for her and her new-found companion—but still not quite pleasant battle for freedom inside the tower. Or; Judith gets a bit over her head about the lengths she'll go to fulfill her mission.

When Deidon Hold proves to be a less than ideal stopping point on Yuri and Estelle's escape from Zaphias to Halure, the two have to back track some and head up to the supposedly cursed forest: the Quoi Woods. And while Yuri runs into an unexpectedly familiar face (or two) there, it may be that the woods has a reputation for being cursed with good reason after all.

There's a childish sketch framed and on display over Flynn's desk in his quarters. Most people assume that it must've been Ted who drew it, but it really wasn't. Yuri's a little touched that Flynn's kept it all these years. But mostly he'd like the terrible art of his childhood to disappear now that he can do so much better.

It is several years after the events of the game. Now it's time for their decedents to go on a journey themselves. How different is their world from when their parents grew up?

The powder keg that is the Zaphias political situation has just exploded. Someone has kidnapped the prince and the fate of the princess is unclear. It's time for Raven to pick a side and he's known for a long time that when push came to shove... he wouldn't be siding with Alexei.

Zaphias has been a city on the edge since the death of the Emperor. There are two candidates in line for the throne, but the Council wants control for themselves and it's an open secret that the Commandant of the Knights looks to stage a coup of his own. In the midst of all of this, the head chef for a modest Inn located in the lower quarter should be of no consequence at all...

"I may have not-quite adopted a child. I don't mean like 'a self-reliant twelve-year-old has imprinted on me like a duck' either. I mean, there is an eight-year-old asleep in our guest room and I really, really want to keep her." (Or the one where Yuri adopts a child while Flynn's out of town for work.)

[FY, whumptober & 10 h/c entry] The swordsman's breathing was becoming shallow, distantly aware of someone else rapidly approaching, unsure if it was his brain playing tricks to give him false comfort still or another person there. If it truly was Flynn like he wanted. When one is in trouble, the other comes running.

Her heart is lost, confusion enters in its place, and he has no idea what she feels, yurita love story

[FY, Zaude spoilers, canon compliant, talk of death but Yuri isn't dead] Yuri looked ethereal under the light of a full moon, the mental image bringing a small smile to him that was short lived while the memory of that day atop Zaude intruded once more.

soulmates aren't always a good thing

Walking through the streets of Dahngrest, he noticed the guild city's people treating him strangely. But WHY? My first fic, rated T for possible cursing. Post game, and spoilers for ravens past. Just in case :) Hope you enjoy!

-Flynn & Judith-Oneshot- Judith is familiar with the looks she gets from men. But Judith, like most people, has standards too. Yet, no one is as surprised as she is when she finds herself developing strange feelings for a particular knight. Does she have a type? Well, if that type is Flynn Scifo, her knight in shining armor, maybe...

While getting sick wasn't ideal, Schwann must admit it was nice to get to spend time with his men. Throughout his week of suffering, he also stumbles across the chance to acquaint with the charming young empress-to-be and a certain lower quarter troublemaker. Sick fic, spoilers for Baction. Will feature verbal from Alexei, but will note ahead. Crossposted on AO3. Thank you!

It wasn't that Yuri minded them dancing together. It was just—gah, if they were going to dance together, would it kill them to dance like teenagers instead of two grandparents afraid of embarrassing their grandchildren? First-Strike Pre-Canon Mutual Pining