#roguehearted

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Summary:

Fifteen years ago, King Regis Lucis Caelum founded the Kingsglaive to protect Lucis from imperial invasion.

Fifteen years ago, Regis would rather have been somewhere else.

This is a very special story written for a very special person on their very special day. As such, I hope you will join me in wishing a happy birthday to the wonderful @wildrogueheart--my friend, my favorite fic writer, and my talented coauthor. I don’t ordinarily get involved in fandom beyond writing and answering comments, but I’m glad I did this time since it meant meeting such an amazing person. She’s the Noct to my Ignis (and sometimes the Gladio to my Ignis, as a matter of fact), my rock in this fandom, and one of the kindest, most talented people you will ever meet. If you haven’t already checked out her stories, here’s where you can find them: 

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i mean, keegan isn’t a whole lot different from lincoln burrows s o lmao

And Ally’s kinda like bitchier Sara L.ance

@roguehearted​  ||  ❤’d for perfuma

     “ welcome to plumeria, stranger! ”    the greeting seemed to come from a large mound of flowers, to begin with, beautiful, of a vast variety of colours and types, but after a moment, the princess herself stood from behind them, dusting off her hands, a broad smile upon her face.     it was always evident to her when someone not from her kingdom came by -- but she was ALWAYS happy to meet new faces. clapping her hands together once, perfuma stepped forward towards the other woman, flicking her wrist and using her magic to create a flower crown, resting atop of the stranger’s hair. 

Hunters were no stranger to the Duchess, especially in recent times were more and more of the stain of humanity showed themselves. Of course only skilled killers would be sent after her or so Missi hoped. So many of those who had foolishly come to try and kill her for what she had done ended up dead before they even set foot on the doorstep to her castle.

Large three headed hellhound stalking around the territory along with her own familiar ensuring anyone who would stray too close would be reported on and swiftly dealt with. There was little mercy left in her heart for the righteous people who came after her but when her feline familiar informed her of someone straying too close to their home Missi would sigh. So many people she had to kill for trespassing on her land and attempts of killing, or worse stealing from the graveyards in her home. Hoping that she could at least convince this person to leave Missi set out.

D O I T

Dude, I absolutely would not be able to do Abigail or Vick justice

you say that like there’s a firm divide between the two

oh GOD I’m so old

17 ARE YOU KIDDING, I CAN GO DRINKING WITH IT NEXT YEAR

YUP 17

BORN NOVEMBER 1997