She was... Kind of an inspiration to me and her writings were a source of relief and now...

nif [ @nifwrites ] x ignis scientia 

Yes, this is my favorite day, w00t! Only because I have at least two different fairy tale inspired XV stories on docket. (Granted, based on the same theme as Beauty and the Beast but that is a weakness of mine).

Very much in progress to boot. There’s a whole backstory I’m working on

Bunch of tags: @ffxvsoul @ffxv-oc-week @nifwrites @expectogladiolus

Blame any Latin errors on Google Translate

“Oh, c'mon,” Aurore groaned as she turned the key in the ignition, silently willing for her car’s engine to turn over and start. No such luck - the engine had long since died an ignoble death due to this hellacious storm that had kicked up out of no-where. She wondered for a moment if someone somehow had managed to piss off Ramuh - that had to be the only logical explanation for this storm. She let out a soft curse in her mother’s birth tongue before getting out of the car - no sense in sitting in the car when it was dead. She fished her phone out of her purse, hoping to call or at least text one of her friends and see if she could get a ride from them. She tried to flip it open but her rain soaked hands just couldn’t keep a good grip on the phone and it took a swan dive into one of the puddles at her feet. “Damn it,” she muttered, reaching down to fish it out, wincing at the amount of water coming out of it. Well, there went that option - on to plan B, whatever plan B was going to be.

And the day had started out so good to begin with - a lecture on “Nos mutua nexis”, given by Professor Raine Licentia, an expert on ancient Lucian and the concept of soulmates and mating marks and all that it entailed, was one she had been waiting for and it was more than she could have ever imagined it to be. Well, no sense in standing out here, drowning in the storm, she thought and darted in the direction of the abandoned Citadel - not one of her better ideas, but any port in a literal storm would do, she thought.

She fished out a small flashlight and turned it on - small miracle that it was still working, given everything else dying on her. Well, it wouldn’t hurt to do a little exploring - after all, no-one had been in this building since… Crap, she thought, trying to recall her ancient Lucian history. Last she remembered was when an Ardyn Lucis Caelum was on the throne, and that was well over two thousand years ago. But, she was getting the feeling that she wasn’t as alone as she thought she was. She remembered the stories told about this place - and the one sticking clear in her mind was the one where a daemon lurked in this shadowed, haunted place, a daemon created by Ardyn in an attempt to save his only nephew from death. A chill worked its way down her spine and she silently prayed it was just that - a story. “Hello?” she called, her voice echoing a bit. "Anyone here?"

"Ita, est," came a voice from behind her.

Aurore froze, her eyes wide. Oh, shit. She turned slowly to see who or what was behind her. The soft glow of her flashlight illuminated a thing of nightmares. A pair of crystal blue *human* eyes stared back at her from within a face of daemon - and she couldn't even begin to tell what kind of daemon it was. The flashlight dropped from her hand, rolling away from her.

The daemon reached out to catch her as she fainted. 'Si terret facies pro omnibus quae spes est?' he thought, gently adjusting her position in his arms. He managed to cradle her in one misshapen arm and brushed her hair off her face with his other hand. Perhaps, with time if it were possible, she'd be able to see the man he had once been - and not this monster his uncle made of him.

I drew @nifwrites beautiful best girl Raine !!!

What’s in question isn’t the age gap- though people think it is. What’s really in question, are the Soulmate AU “laws”. And let me tell you why.

They can vary from author to author, as we’ve seen. Factors likely to change are:

-Mark shape/placement - Physical sensation of the mark when the other is near -Pull of the other persons “aura” -Ability to sense the other’s presence -Whether you have one soulmate, or multiple

You’ll want to hear me out on this one, guys. These are just a few of the variables that can change from AU to AU. Bear with me- Have you seen Twilight? Where Jacob imprints on Bella’s child? Here’s what he says: “It’s not like love at first sight, really. It’s more like…gravity moves. When you see her, suddenly it’s not the earth holding you here anymore. She does. And nothing matters more than her. And you would do anything for her, be anything for her…”

*HERES THE KICKER, FOLKS*

“You become whatever she needs you to be, whether that’s a protector, or a lover, or a friend, or a brother” - Jacob, New Moon

I explicitly apply this to the case of Prompto and Rory. When Prompto babysits Rory and Lucas, there are no sexual feelings there. That’s not what soulmates are if the time isn’t right. Yes the Six are dumb as fuck, soulmates are full of problems. One can die, the other can go forever without their soulmate. Absolutely. But for Six sake, they didn’t set up soulmates on Eos to perpetuate child molestation. So let’s just nip that in the bud- right. now.

Their time was now. Prom and yes, Rory are consenting adults, and because of it, the “inexplicable pull of soulmates” trope that we’ve all come to know and love (and need to STAND BY even if it's not our "ideal") was in FULL effect. It knows. Does this cause problems? ABSOLUTELYYYY. Absolutely. Again- the Six are dumb AF.

It’s not picture perfect. I think we all recognized a fault in this Prompto, which is FINE. Hell, its GOOD even! This Prompto has been thorough some shit. Think about it. Existing in a world where everyone has a soulmate marking, quite literally, except you- i’d believe this Prompto is even a suicide attempt survivor. I’d believe this Prompto took mixes of ethers and high potion overdoses to numb his pain. I think this Prompto could have been a potion addict at some point, and I think Nif even alluded to this. My god, can you even imagine?? The Astrals had blessed everyone, every human with another human, and you are a walking I S L A N D, damned by the gods. But despite this Prompto still tries. The thought of it gives me chills knowing he had to undergo that mental torture. Having date after date, lover after lover eventually taken away from him by their “real” soulmate. It was only a matter of time. Prompto was a loophole in the Gods plan.

But what did they do???? What did they do. They blessed him in the middle of his life, with a marking. Unbelievable. Everyone existing on earth had a marking already, so of COURSE it had to be someone unborn, who could match him. Someone who’s not yet entered the world. Thus creating the age gap.

People have come out to Nif saying they’re either survivors of bad age gap relationships, or that the love of their life is 15-20 years older than them, and they’re happily married. Or that their parents have an age gap. The examples go on and on.

I believe the way Magnets written is gritty, it’s real, it’s riddled with real life problems which is why there’s ample discourse popping up on it in the first place.

We wanted to see a bit more remorse from Prompto, a little more fear, being more weirded out, freaked out, feeling ashamed, disgusted with himself even. I think this part was there, it was.

Prompto could have been so hung up, mortified, depressed about what he’s doing to Raine and his Best friends daughter that he outright killed him self. Again- Gods be damned. They put him through hell and back and now his soulmate is “too young” for him? He could have been done. For the sake of a story, Is this what YOU wanted to see? Story aside, it would not make sense for the Gods manifestation of love to inflict undue pain. Some pain, sure, less than ideal circumstances? Absolutely. All of which were dealt with and realized IN the story.

But it was exponentially curbed, by the “soulmate AU” laws. It is to bestow love on the humans of Eos. It’s the Gods love for them, manifested, and found with their better half. The end game is undoubtedly romantic love, not to cause tourment, anguish, disgust, peril, or even death. So in my books, Love won, as it might have even been “predestined” to in the beginning, when Prompto was still in the lab. Snack on THEM apples 😏

Y’aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall.

I need to rant, okay?

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ANON HATE IS NOT OKAY.

BASHING SOMEONE’S WORK IS NOT OKAY.

IF YOU DON’T LIKE A GENRE OF WORK, AVOID IT.

No one is forcing you to read it.

Anyways,

Let’s get started with this rant...

So I am heavily into a few fandoms, including: KnB, FFXV, MCL, Voltage Otome, etc.

I have had multiple blogs. I run two Final Fantasy XV blogs, this blog and used to run an Otome blog, that is until I closed it down.

You know why I closed it down? The same reason for what my favorite FFXV blog ( @nifwrites ) , went through today.

Lemme tell you something. I worked so hard on the work I posted. I would spend countless hours in front of my computer screen to perfect (what I thought) were masterpieces to present to my followers. 

I was so proud of my work. And if anyone knows me personally, I have some really low self-esteem, anxiety/depression, and confidence issues. So for me to post anything for the world to see, meant I saw some sort of value in my work.

My stories made me happy. I felt like I could share with others the thoughts and fantasies that swirled through my mind throughout the day. On top of that, I would ALWAYS fulfill my followers requests, no matter how busy my personal life was. I thought I was doing everything right.

But I was wrong.

One day, I was flooded with some anon messages, and my anxiety shot through the roof. I thought to myself, “Oh no. What did I do?” I hadn’t even read the messages and knew something was wrong, or I had done something to upset someone.

Well, those anons were less than cordial with me and a particular piece I wrote. Their words were so hurtful. Everything from calling me an insensitive bitch, to telling me to get out of the fandom. I never wrote anything to pointedly hurt or offend anyone. But that’s not how those people took it.

I ended up crying the entire night into the next day. My family could tell something was wrong with me and continued to question, but I could never tell them I got cyber bullied. I was so hurt, I gave up. I leaned into what those anons told me to do. I shut down my blog, and for the longest time, I considered myself to be an insensitive bitch, caging myself off from friends and family for an extended amount of time.

It took me forever to come back to tumblr. I refused to write anything concerning Otome games, due to my past experience.

All i’m saying is, when viewing a writer’s blog on here, be respectful. Be careful with what you say. It costs nothing to be nice. If you are uncomfortable with something someone writes, don’t push them and spit on them and their hard work. Just walk away. No one is forcing you to read their work.

I’m sorry. I just needed to get this out.