An ellipsus made snippet, read as follow; “Can I trust you will be fine on your own here? Even should they come looking for you?” There was no response from the Sniper, only his grip tightening against both guns as if strangling them. “I said I'll be fine,” he quietly huffed, pocketing the flare gun and holding his rifle with both hands again, quickly aiming them at the guard towers. “I'll shoot them before they get close.” It won't be easy, he's only one man. But any more and it'll only make it easier for the enemy to pinpoint his location. He'll just have to keep moving. But Zoticus, still unconvinced, can only put his trust in the man. What little there is he has. Their brush with death might not have appeared to shake him, but it leaves quite an impression. Turning around, he began his steps back to the encampment. But before he was out of earshot, he whispered, “I'm confident, in a pinch, you'll know what to do with the rest of those flares… Tribunus.” All the Legatus heard before he left the hill behind was a quiet scoff.

Prologue To an Epilogue

4.9k|OCxOC

Zoticus Marinum, Legatus of the VIIth's Renegades. Saga Abumi, Tribunus Laticlavius of the VIIth's Renegades. Was it ever fate for their life to cross one another? How long has it been?

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An Ellipsus snippet of the fic, reads as follow; “Ah, I see.” His tone of voice changed, void of its warmth and singing tone. As he turned around, he released Saga’s hand. Yes, he still has a role to play. There won’t be rest for them after this, the walk back to the North would be cruel, the XIVth nor the VIth could care less of providing them a means to return home. They’d have to make it there through their own means. With what little supplies they have and gil. Zoticus glanced over to Saga, who stared back at him with his own face devoid of the life which shines upon the former Tribunus, his little glimmer of light, gone just like that. But… For it to have appeared before him means it exists… and that he can see it again. He’ll just have to find ways for it to show itself again, to make Saga shine brightly.

Independence

3.9k|OCxOC

With the soil fresh and ready for Zoticus to sprinkle inspiring speech and paint these lost souls the freedom they all could strive for together. For something that even Saga could believe in.

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An Ellipsus made snippet of the fic in question, reads as follow; Zoticus now understood the feelings he had been wondering all those years ago. The stillness and betraying comfort held within the depths of the unwaking world, keeping him safe from the painful surface. Yet when he awoke, the searing pain pulled him to the surface, to be turned inside out and for his veins to boil under the bright sun. His every inside screaming to be crushed and put out of misery. But he can’t die yet. Heaven nor Hell wouldn't accept him just yet.

Recollection

4k|OCxOC|non-graphic description of surgery

Having turned the tide at the last minute and avoided massacre, the strays of the Empire recuprated with what little strength they have. What they can recuperate.

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The Red Moon’s descent was inevitable, Nael had made sure of it. It’s all for Eorzea and The Empire to see, the dark sealed orb growing closer and closer from the distant sky. What was once a speck of dust now looms threateningly over them. The hours of reckoning are soon and they need to make their move fast. Zoticus’s own blood red eyes turned away from the moon. He pressed a hand to his chest, feeling his own heartbeat. There wasn’t much else they needed to prepare for, everything will either crumble to dust or they come out of this to continue on their duty. His duty to the men who had entrusted their life to him. His hand balled into a fist, he must not waver. Several footsteps clanking against the steel floor grow closer and closer. Joining here, atop the walls of the Castrum, are his most trusted men. His Primus, with Saga among them and standing somewhere in the middle.

Crumbling Lies

8.5k|OCxOC|TW: Mild Gore, Violence, War

The Meteor Project is coming to fruition, if there is anytime to finally break the chains and claim themselves... Renegades.

The climax of VIIth's Legion Arc.

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Ellipsus snippet of the fanfic, read as follow; “It was hard to find these in Central but, a friend of mine managed to find someone who would make these for me.” He opened the box, revealing four sets of colorful dangos within, plated with a single giant leaf. “Would you like to have some, Saga? I can’t stomach many sweets nowadays so I’m hoping you could help eat this with me. In return… Well, I have a curiosity that needs to be sated.” Saga didn’t hesitate to reach into the box before the dango could properly be placed in a plate, already taking a stick and biting into one. It didn’t even have its sugary sauce drizzled on top yet. “Mmh… Sure…” “Oop, here. Heh. You’re supposed to dip it into this sauce. Give it a sugary taste.” Zoticus opened a small packet and drizzled its contents onto the other treats, before handing what's left for Saga to use. “Now then…” He watched closely as Saga took a bite and began chewing, thinking it would be the right moment to ask… “Do you have any significant others?”

Bitter's Sweet

3k Words|OCxOC|Gleaming the Past

It was a risky thing to ask. But it was worth just asking, isn't it? Especially if he paid it forward with something sweet.

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An Ellipsus made snippet of the Ao3 fic, read as follow; “Sir, the train is bound to leave soon. Supplies are loaded and the troops are entering their cabins for transport.” Zoticus removed his hat and brushed back his own hair, sighing. “My thanks for the notice, Primus Saga. If you are confident you’ve nothing else to take care of in Central, then…” His words trailed off as he spotted something in the not so far distant, just across their platform in fact; A man with a box and lens pointed at the crowding soldiers. It looks elegant and he swears he had seen the machine before… Then, it produces a paper from beneath it, which the man begins to shake and blow before its empty paper produces a… picture! Ah! “Primus Saga, you see that man?” He gestured toward the figure with the handheld mechanical box. “Escort him to my cabin, I’d like to ask him a thing or two about the toy he’s holding.” “But… Sir, do we have time?” Zoticus puts his cap back on, adjusting the brim and securing the hat comfortably on his head with a smile. “Oh, I’m sure we do. ...

Memento

2.5k words|OCxOC|Casual

Among all of Garleans ingenuity, there's a few technologies here and there that didn't fit the militaristic agenda Zoticus had grown bored of. One such example is a picture-making device.

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snippet of the fic by Ellipsus, read as follows; 31st Sixth Astral Moon, 1571 - Senaculum Imperialis, Garlemald The bottom floor of the Senaculum are always packed with legionnaires whose standing in the political spectrum depends heavily on the outcome of today’s meeting. To them, this was where they would pick their allegiance and scope out their next actions in the grand scheme of things. Everyone here is aware of it after all, even Zoticus himself. A great war is on the horizon, and whoever took over Eorzea might lay claim to not only the glory of Garlemald but the recognition of the Emperor. But to Zoticus, all he saw are wolves at the feet of the Emperor, ready to tear him apart should they manage to win the greater sway of the others. With Gaius having the most sway under his belt, it was easy to see who has the public’s support mostly… but… the Emperor…

Debate and Rebate

4.1k Words|OCxOC|Garlean Politics

A hearing is called in regards to the Agrius' reports, the last one that will decide the future of Garlemald and what little points of salvation they may have left.

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Snippet of the chapter, read as follows: 26th First Astral Moon, 1569 - 4 Miles away from extraction, VIIth Legion Temporary Checkpoint, Mor Dhona Mountain Range. Tensions were high before, but it has died down since a couple days passed. Most of the squadron stuck around, following his direction as they headed to the extraction zone by airship. Nael wouldn’t care for the fate of the Agrius soldier, in fact, he might earn the man’s favor by simply eliminating any possible survivor. Adding more damning scorn to the XIVth and Gaius that the Meteor Project would be seen as the only way forward for them to go. And if it is, he’ll have more than enough ammunition to start the chaos within the Empire. They’ll be nothing more than children holding dangerous weapons, and just like that, they can rob the Empire of everything they’ve taken from them.

Ideals

3.4k words|OCxOC|Betrayal

Saga isn't sure where his place is in the grand scheme of things. Is he a lamb set for slaughter? Is he plucked from the very pit of despair only to be thrusted into it for someone?

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An Ellipsus Snippet of the fanfic, which reads: 24th First Astral Moon, 1569 - Lake Silvertear, Mor Dhona Credit where credit’s due, just a tiny bit, the spots they’ve been assigned to rendezvous are quite strategic by Nael’s order. Who could have known the man can still care? Zoticus wouldn’t. It has a good view of Lake Silvertear below and the Agrius has begun its approach, assailed by hordes of dragons that appear to be none too pleased with their assault. Then, as if by miracle, the king of wyrm descends down to coil itself around the Agrius, destroying the massive fleet and sending it down into the lake. Font of aether spews out from whence it lands; the grave of the Empire’s proudest fleet and the Wyrm King as the decor to its tombstone. There was a nearby settlement that was wrought havoc from the aftermath, all lands down below were forever changed with the wave of aether and destruction caused by the event. Had they been sent to patrol down there, it would’ve been their end too.

Fireworks

2.9k words|OCxOC|Pre-FFXIV 1.0 Retcon

Agrius' Fall had been shrouded with mystery, none were to survive to tell the tale. For Nael had his agenda and for Zoticus? It was a chance to set something in motion.

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An ellipsus snippet of the Ao3 fanfic. Reads as follows; The blond auri cast his eyes down, bowing defeatedly. “I'm worried that I'll mess up at the event and mess up the whole mission. If it's critical it would be safer to look for a more suitable personnel, sir.” After all, there's more people beside him in this squadron. More options. Compared to everyone, he's but one among hundreds. “I think someone like me is not quite made to do, ahahah… something graceful like this.” Someone rough, someone who has no understanding of beauty and grace. Or so the Raen have convinced himself. “But you are graceful.” Zoticus spoke, plainly and as easy as he took the step forward, closer to the blond. “I saw it with my own eyes, how every move you made in the field was calculated, planned… precise…”

Playwright and Stagehand

16.9k words|OCXOC|Slowburn, Manipulation

In which Saga learned how to play his role as a stagehand, under the guidance of the very playwright who set the stage for him.

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Snippet of the fic by Ellipsus, reads as follow; 25th First Astral Moon, 1568 - Garlemald Outskirt, Northern Ilsabard They always send conscripts to deal with other conscripts, rarely the Garlean themselves if they don't feel like hunting conscripts for sport and brag about fiercely fighting traitorous and ungrateful people to the Empire. It’s genius really, it keeps their image of a benevolent and orderly Garlean while people like him are seen as the savages who were more than willing to snitch and kill one another even under service of Garlemald. A stern but fair figure, it can't be further from the truth. That’s why they always turned to him nowadays, Zoticus sas Marinum, the Disciplinary. They call him, the tag on his leash by his master.

Deserving

2.2k words|OCXOC|TW:Fantasy Racism

In which Zoticus test Saga's loyalty; Would he disregard him to follow the Empire's order to a T or would he defy the Empire and trust in doing what's 'right'?

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got a little carried away here lol

Alisaie tries to have a conversation with Varha after the Zenos-body-theft incident. The operative word being "tries."

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A fanfiction by OrenRune titled: "Costume & Cuisine" Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: M/M Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Relationship: Original Final Fantasy XIV Characters/Original Final Fantasy XIV Characters Characters: Original Final Fantasy XIV Characters, Au Ra Characters (Final Fantasy XIV), Garlean Conscript Characters (Final Fantasy XIV) Additional Tags: Garlean Empire (Final Fantasy XIV), Garleans (Final Fantasy XIV), Au Ra Xaela (Final Fantasy XIV), Au Ra Raen (Final Fantasy XIV), Garlean Conscripts (Final Fantasy XIV), Fantasy and Fictional Setting Racism, Ala Mhigo (Final Fantasy XIV), Pre-Final Fantasy XIV 1.0, Military Language: English Series: Part 3 of Renegades AU: VIIth Imperial Legion

Costume & Cuisine

9.2k Words|OCXOC|TW: Fantasy Racism

It's good to show some goodwill to ensure your newly recruited see you under a different light, much better than the one he killed at the very least.

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A fanfiction by OrenRune titled: "Feast For The First" Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: M/M Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Relationship: Original Final Fantasy XIV Characters/Original Final Fantasy XIV Characters Characters: Original Final Fantasy XIV Characters, Garlean Characters (Final Fantasy XIV), Au Ra Characters (Final Fantasy XIV) Additional Tags: Pre-Final Fantasy XIV 1.0, Garleans Conscripts (Final Fantasy XIV), Yaoi, Smut, Gay Sex, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Blow Jobs, Sexual Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Non-Human Genitalia, No Beta We Live Die and Know as Hydaelyn intend Language: English Summary: Saga has been avoiding Zoticus for awhile. Be it from being occupied by a mission, having to rest immediately after, and doing more voluntary works that leaves no room for The Legatus to see the man that often. Today, however, The Xaela will find out the reason behind all absences that the Raen takes. Perhaps he can provide some help, after all, what use is a Legatus if he can't help his men? Especially one who has most of his attention on...

Feast For The First

14.6k Words | OCXOC | GAY/BL NSFW

Happy Yaoi Day! To celebrate the occassion, the decision has been made to release the fic where Zoticus and Saga have their first time together~

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A Fanfiction by Orenrune titled "Stage Set" Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: M/M Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Relationship: Original Final Fantasy XIV Characters/Original Final Fantasy XIV Characters Characters: Valens van Varro, Original Final Fantasy XIV Characters, Au Ra Characters (Final Fantasy XIV) Additional Tags: Garleans (Final Fantasy XIV), Garlean Empire (Final Fantasy XIV), Fantasy and Fictional Setting Racism, Pre-Final Fantasy XIV 1.0, No Beta We Live Die and Know as Hydaelyn intend Language: English Series: Part 2 of Renegades AU: VIIth Imperial Legion Summary: "Within Imperial Prisons, you have several types of inmates to deal with. There are those who still have fights left in them, unwavering and dauntless to their Warden's torture. Now, they're prime candidates for the kind of people we need. Then there's the one who had submitted to their Masters, accepting the walls around them as their pen and doing whatever they can to get any scraps to fulfill them. An easy pass, the Empire's filled with bootlickers like them. The silent ones who appears content and unbothered are hard to predict, they have their own agenda you see, whether they know they'll be released soon or they have a plan to be free. These are unique cases and often time, I find myself needing only to do a simple background check to figure out what it is that kept them docile. You weren't like them. Sure, you claim to be a murderous traitor, but you didn't turned to threats or violence first chance you get. You claim to be waiting for your death, finding no purpose in life anymore. That would be quite the waste, with the right directions, you can be made more than just a killer..." - Excerpt from the Journal of VIIth Renegades' Legatus.

Stage Set

4.8k Words | OCXOC | TW: Fantasy Racism

In which Saga is revealed to be more than just a stone-cold killer, that there's still a pupose for a damned man like him. Courtesy of the devi in disguise.

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A snip of an Ao3 Page, which reads; Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: Gen Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Characters: Original Final Fantasy XIV Characters, Valens van Varro, Au Ra Characters (Final Fantasy XIV) Additional Tags: Garlean Empire (Final Fantasy XIV), Garleans (Final Fantasy XIV), Fantasy and Fictional Setting Racism, No Beta We Live Die and Know as Hydaelyn intend, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Pre-Patch 2.0: A Realm Reborn (Final Fantasy XIV) Language: English Series: Part 1 of Renegades AU: VIIth Imperial Legion Summary reads as follow: "Imperial Prisons are more alike to an animal pen than a proper holdings at times. Though Gaius might boast equality between Garleans and the Provincials, the speech reflects poorly on the practice put in motion. One needn't look far than the treatment of criminals under Valens sas Varro. The harder and longer their sentence are, the more Valens allow himself a little entertainments. It's common for prisoners of wars and criminals to join the military as an alternative to serving their sentence, the problem is convincing those who had fought in the war to draw their blade for the enemy and the right person to... 'discipline' them. Torture? Blackmails? Why, such methods are expected from the Empire, of course. But all it takes was a deal, a little talk and convincing. For what difference do we have from one another? We all wear the same collars, no matter our standings. Some tighter than others. It won't always be the case, for when there's a chance to burn these collars, many will take it. To someday take back our own freedom, with our fangs decorated with the blood of our 'masters.' That is what this all for, this I believe." - Excerpt from the Journal of VIIth Renegades' Legatus.

The First Encounter

2.4k Words | OCXOC | TW:Fantasy Racism

All begin with a glance that happens to catch a peculiar sight of a figure who doesn't belong in the cage.

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'Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder'
Azemet oneshot, mentions of hythazemet, Rated M
2.6k words

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