Well, this has been a longtime coming! After contributing to the event, I always intended on taking the time to polish my works and archive them on AO3 proper. I muddled along for awhile, but then real life and everything else got in the way.
Turns out it was just as well, as over time Iâve found a more refined system to re-writing and editing my works. Along with a healthier writing schedule and posting process.
So hereâs the better and improved MASTERPOST for my entries to Amicitia Week (2018)! Each story will have the pairings, ratings, categories, and warnings that Iâve always included, along with summaries and links to AO3/Tumblr for everyoneâs convenience.
NOTICE: because of Tumblr being duct taped together, editing the original posts to include the updated stories were just not happening. I tried and tried to transfer the stories, but for some reason formatting issues persisted. The Tumblr posts remain for those who reblogged/favorited/bookmarked the original in the past, or want to reblog/favorite it on the platform now for their reference.
Still, I encourage AO3 users to track the series page or for all readers to bookmark the stories there since the documents are only hosted on that website.
DAY ONE:
Rite by Right - for the prompt âAmicitia tattoosâ
Pairings: Â None Â
Ratings: T
Categories: General
Warnings: Blood/Violence
During the events in Comrades, Iris thinks sheâs just working to keep it together, when sheâs doing so much more than that.
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Pickup Order - for the prompt âFamily traditionsâ
Pairings: Â None Â
Ratings: K+
Categories: General
Warnings: None
The Amicitias arenât like a ânormalâ family; they donât always have the option to sit around a dinner table at home by 7 P.M. on the dot. But they make it work.
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Not a Model Citizen - for the prompt âYou are NOT leaving the house dressed like that!â
Pairings: Â None Â
Ratings: K
Categories: Humor
Warnings: None
Iris is a fashionista in a world of casuals and dorkuses.
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DAY TWO:
Vigil - for the prompt âBirthdaysâ
Pairings: Â None Â
Ratings: K
Categories: General
Warnings: None
When Iris was born and she came to stay with them, Gladiolus wasnât certain how to deal with her.
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Shared - for the prompt âGladioâs birthdayâ
Pairings: Â None Â
Ratings: T
Categories: Angst
Warnings: Mentions of death (not of a main character)
April 2nd isnât just Gladiolusâ birthday.
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Noodle Tactics - for the prompt âClarus/Gladio/Iris smuggling Cup Noodles past Jaredâ
Pairings: Â None Â
Ratings: K
Categories: Humor
Warnings: None
Jared notices everything and everyone, and that is why heâs been the head attendant for House of Amicitia for generations.
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DAY THREE:
Family Ties - for the prompt âDadâs hugsâ
Pairings: None Â
Ratings: K+
Categories: Angst
Warnings: Mentions of death (of a minor character)
Saying goodbye and moving on are difficult things to do, but hugs make it easier.
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 Paramedics - for the prompt âGladio and Iris take care of Clarusâ
Pairings: None Â
Ratings: K+
Categories: General
Warnings: None
Clarusâ children are his best medicine.
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DAY FOUR:
Day Trip - for the prompt âFamily camping tripâ
Pairings: None Â
Ratings: K
Categories: General
Warnings: None
A positive spin on an otherwise ruined vacation.
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Recurring Tale - for the prompt âGladioâs injury reminds Clarus of the first hit he took for Regisâ
Pairings: None Â
Ratings: T
Categories: General
Warnings: Blood/Violence
If Gladio getting hurt werenât bad enough, him and Noctis were stranded on the far side of town in a hospital that didnât seem to want anything to do with them.
Then the Kingâs Shield arrived.
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DAY FIVE:
Budding and Blooming - for the prompt âFirst lovesâ
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The return of the Dawn had been a time for both celebration and mourning. Of collecting the remains of their fallen families and friends, and attempting to rebuild everything that had been lost. With everything going on, Noctisâ funeral, the formation of a new government and Ignisâ subsequent election as President, they simply hadnât found the right moment to return home. Their small apartments in Lestallum had never truly felt like home, not with the all-encompassing darkness and knowledge that Noctis would one day return to them.
Returning to the Amicitia Manor should have been a âhomecomingâ of sorts, a relief to finally be returning to the once place they belong. But with so many members of their little family missing, it was far from that. Jared, their father even Noctis and Regis. It was strange really. To stand by the gates and stare at the empty shell of the home that had been so full of love and warmth, knowing that half of their number would never be coming home.
Despite the numerous offers from their friends and family, Iris and Gladiolus had decided to go alone, bringing Talcott along with them. He had after all, been raised in the Manor and it was as much his home as theirs.
The trio walked down the damaged and overgrown path in silence. In spite of the significant damage done to the majority of Insomnia, both in the initial attack and the years of darkness and occupation by Daemons, the outlying residential areas had largely escaped unscathed. Only time and nature herself had done any true damage. Nonetheless, it was heartbreaking to see the garden their father had so carefully cultivated an overgrown mess. Gladiolus swore that the grounds would be one of the first things he would tackle when making the Manor hospitable once again.
Talcott was the first to reach the large mahogany doors, pausing only to look at the siblings for permission. The groaning of the doors had them on edge, regardless of the fact there was no real danger left in Insomnia. Years of living day to day and constantly watching one's back would do that to a person. Iris sucked in a breath as they stepped inside for the first time in ten years. Other than the disgustingly thick layer of dust, the Manor looked untouched. It was surreal to say the least.
âI was expecting...Something? I donât knowâ Talcott muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.
âSameâ Iris hummed in agreement âDidnât think it was gonna look the same as when we left.â Crossing the foyer she paused at the bottom of the stairs. There on the very last step was her Moogle hoodie. During their panicked escape, sheâd dropped it and not realised it wasnât with her until they were already halfway towards the car, by which point she had no intention of going back. Certainly not when there were Imperial ships were flying overhead. Picking up the filthy piece of clothing she shook the dust off, instantly regretting it. Coughing into her shoulder she ignored Gladioâs quiet snicker, choosing instead to stick her finger up at him.
Talcott cleared his throat and started wandering up the hall âIâm gonna go...you know.â He motioned towards the door that led to his and his grandfatherâs apartments.
Gladio nodded âYell if you need anything.â He rolled his shoulders and walked over to stand beside Iris at the bottom of the stairs. âYou coming up?â He asked softly, putting his hand on her shoulder. She took a deep breath, eyes focused on the top of the staircase.
âYeah,â She breathed âYeah I am.â Together the siblings made their way upstairs. By some miracle, the framed drawings they had made for their father still hung on the walls. Iris stopped to look at one. A frankly horrific finger painting of themselves, their father, Regis, Noctis, Ignis and Jared. âI remember making this,â She chuckled, running her fingers over the mahogany frame. âYou helped me hide the mess.â
Gladiolus chuckled, wrapping an arm around her shoulders âYeah, had to hide your sheets and make Jared promise not to tell dad that we had to bin them.â
âI really liked those sheets to.â
âYou just liked the fact you got Noct to sign them.â
âWell duh, the other girls in school were super jealous.â Her smile faded as she leant into Gladioâs side. âI really miss them Glads.â She sniffed.
He sighed heavily, âSo do I but you know what?â She shook her head, âI think theyâd be really proud of who weâve become and of everything weâve done.â
Iris made a soft noise as she pulled away from her and made her way up the remaining stairs. âI guess.â Following his sister Gladio looked around the landing, running his hand over the bannisters. He reached out to pat Irisâ shoulder as she disappeared into her bedroom, before strolling down towards his own. There really was no place like home. Even if said home was going to need weeks of work before they could move back in.
Walking into his room he paused just inside the door. Everything was just as he left it. The pile of dirty clothing in the far corner, something both his father and Jared had detested but never managed to convince him to stop doing. His bed still perfectly made with the Behemoth plushie heâd had since his childhood, a gift from Cor after his first growth spurt - heâd have to remember to take that back to the Citadel with him before they left. And there on his bedside table, masterfully hidden under a carefully placed sock was a little black box heâd lamented the loss of for years.
With a bright smile he strode over to his bed, gingerly sitting down on the edge -wrinkling his nose at the cloud of dust. He plucked the box off of the table and popped it open. The ring was still as beautiful as the day heâd collected. A simple, yet intricate band of silver with the inscription âForever yours.â etched on the inside. His father had been so proud of him when heâd told him of his plan to ask Ignis to marry him. According to Clarus, heâd already waited too long as it was.
Smiling to himself he ran a finger over the ring and looked around his room. It had been a long and painful road filled with loss, but Insomnia was theirs once again. Eos was finally free of the Scourge and the Immortal responsible for its existence. The world was not perfect and never would be but maybe, just maybe, he could make something of it. And perhaps heâd be lucky enough to spend it with his family by his side.
Pairings: None
Ratings: K
Categories: Humor
Warnings: None
Ignis is so out of his league.
If Square gave us one beautiful, wonderful thing, itâs the allusion that Gladio utilizes his wit for the occasional hijinks. I mean, Noctis blaming him for waking up in Dissidia NT? STUPENDOUS. I can only imagine he honed such skills growing up with someone as crafty as his little sister.
But one thing I did miss is the fact Ignis and Gladio never seemed to rib each other very much. They both obviously have the capacity to have fun, but I wish theyâd let loose a little bit more... And so this response for Day 6 of @amicitias-week was born.
Pairings: None Â
Ratings: K+
Categories: General
Warnings: None
Clarusâ children are his best medicine.Â
Some more fic for Day 3 of @amicitias-week! I played kind of fast and loose with the prompt âGladio and Iris take care of Clarusâ, but I couldnât help it. One of my favorite tropes is when friends/family/lovers make someone feel better with their beautiful presence alone. It brings a tear to my eye!
Pairings: None Â
Ratings: K
Categories: Humor
Warnings: None
The family that grooms together, stays together.
It was mega-super-ultra hard not to use Broadwayâs Hair as the summary for this Day 5 response to @amicitias-week. Iâm not even kidding. This song was stuck in my head the entire time I was writing this, and now yaâll gotta suffer with me. :|
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Pairings: Â None Â
Ratings: T
Categories: Angst
Warnings: Mentions of death (not of a main character)
April 2nd isnât just Gladiolusâ birthday.
Response two of Day Two for @amicitias-week! Of course I had to do something for our big birthday boy. :3
Although Amicitias Week? More like, how many different versions and headcanons can I play around with Gladioâs mom in seven days? The answer is somewhere around three or four, should everything go to plan. If Square wanted me to adhere to a set characterization, then they shouldnât have waited until this year to even address her existence. Just sayinâ.
The events in the story are loosely, and I mean loosely, based on Buddhist practices. I was hesitant to even mention it because I didnât strictly adhere to any one version of the religion, but since there are some similarities I wanted to give credit where itâs due.Â
Pairings: None Â
Ratings: K
Categories: General
Warnings: None
A positive spin on an otherwise ruined vacation.
Not sure what to say about this one. Just a quick thing for Day 4 of @amicitias-week. As we get deeper into the event, the closer we get to all the prompts Iâve been chomping at the bit to release. B) Iâm really looking forward to what everyone else has planned for the following challenges, too!
Pairings: Â None Â
Ratings: K
Categories: General
Warnings: None
When Iris was born and she came to stay with them, Gladiolus wasnât certain how to deal with her.Â
Today I come extra prepared for Day Two of @amicitias-week! Iâve queued up my responses to keep from bombarding everyone this time.Â
This first one, for birthdays (or birth day, as in day of birth, see them play on words?), takes place pre...everything, basically. I fell hard in love with Gladiolusâ pension for reading and had to incorporate it somehow. So I like to imagine the habit started early for him. c:
