#ardyn hell

[blackwraithtea]

It’s been years since I’ve posted Ardyn but here we are. I think it’s wild seeing how far my style has changed and what I’ve learned.

[vaestro]

Is it just me or is Ardyn holding the magazine a little too close to his face LIKE WHAT IF HE ACTUALLY CAN’T SEE PROPERLY

Also, I love how he chills on the bench with some car magazines right after causing havoc 

I need to stop drawing Ardyn

[blckwraithtea]

A quick doodle to celebrate the new year, featuring a very pissed off Ravus.

[vivinightingale]

I love Ardyn Izunia soooooooo much!!! But I feel like he wouldnt like a chubby girl like me v.v

[enby-prompto]

Ardyn > Sephiroth

As someone who has been playing Final Fantasy for twenty years, and has just finished playing the FF7R, I can assert that Ardyn is a way more interesting villain than Sephiroth. Kefka too, for that matter. Ardyn is chaotic neutral, maybe chaotic evil, but he operates by a strange moral code where he’ll actively destroy a city, but leave money for the hat he’s buying at the shop in that city while he does it. The man enjoys silly hats!! Sephiroth doesn’t care, he’d just burn the whole city, the hat shop, and the hats while he is at it. Ardyn’s backstory is VASTLY more interesting than Sephiroth’s, because you have Trash Jesus vs. Failed Science Experiment. Vengeance vs Nihilism.  I would totes be down to watch that cage fight happen though. I honestly couldn’t tell you who would win, but I think it would be A for the sheer fact that he can’t die.

[necroneko13]

My private head canon.

After a couple hundred years, Ardyn became bored waiting for the King of Light to be born so he decided to open a Subway franchise in Niffelheim. It does ok. It finally catches on after about a year and he is able to open another one near Zengatus. He pops in every few weeks and does nothing but sit in the managers office in the back and shit post on his blog. He also likes to make fake twitter accounts simply to post on Regis' page and call him a cuck. Each one is promptly banned by crownsguard.

[oodanijadeoo]

Nature’s Balance Chapter 6

Huge thanks to everyone who is leaving notes! We finally get to see our angry magenta boi!!

“Is this place amazing or what?” Prompto exclaimed while he spun around backward, facing the group as they walked.

“Yes,” Drix laughed. “It’s beautiful. Now stop walking backward before you fall - you’re coming up on-”

“WHOA!”

Drix grabbed Prompto’s arm right before he hit the ground. “Steps, Prom, steps,” She ruffled his hair as his face flushed in embarrassment. Noctis and Gladio had a good chuckle as Ignis gave them his best Mom Glare.

“Eh, yeah, thanks,” He scratched his neck, turning back around to walk forward.

The group finally reached the entry to the pier in one piece and were welcomed by the staff. They continued toward the docks, but their path was blocked.

Blocked by a mysterious stranger.

Vedrixia began to feel ill and she didn’t know why as they approached the man. Maybe there was something wrong with Ignis’s cooking, she wondered.

The stranger turned and approached them.

Vedrixia immediately began to take in the man’s appearance and assess him for any threats, as one does.

He had an imposing, yet nonchalant presence as he approached them. His red wine hair shifted slightly along with his coat.

“I’m afraid you’re out of luck”

She wondered why he wore so many layers.

“Are we?” Noctis was already riled up.

The man looked at Noctis, “The boats bring you here.”

Prompto stepped forward, “What about ‘em?”

His gaze flicked between the four men, “Well, they’ll not take you-” 

He finally glanced at Drix’s emerald gaze and his ember eyes widened ever so slightly.

“-forth.”

Drix had a pounding headache and felt as if she might vomit or faint at any moment, or both simultaneously.

“And what’s your story?” Gladio finally stepped forward in all his testosterone.

Drix broke their intense gaze and took a few staggering steps back and to the side of the group and held her pounding head.

Ignis was the only one to take note of her small departure and glanced back and - what is that glow around her hands?

However, his attention was quickly ripped away from her as the stranger walked through the group, only to begin speaking again.

“I’m an impatient traveler ready to turn ship,” He said innocently. “This ceasefire’s getting us nowhere.” He turned around to face the group again and tossed a coin at Noctis, only for Gladio to block its path.

“What’s this?” Gladio ground out. “Some sort of souvenir?”

“Wait, they make those?” Prompto mumbled with his effervescent childlike wonder.

“Consider it your allowance.” 

“Yeah?” Gladio took a few steps towards the man who was thoroughly grating on his nerves. “And who’s ‘allowing’ us?”

He threw his arms out with a flourish, “A man of no consequence.”

And with that, he was gone.

“Yeah, right,” The young prince scoffed.

“You believe what that guy said about the ports being clos- whoa, what’s wrong with Drix?” Prompto asked, already making his way over to the suddenly sickly pale woman in the chair.

The group made their way over to her, Ignis immediately dropping to his knee beside her and checking her over. 

“Vedrixia? Are you alright?” He questioned gently, taking off his glove to touch the back of his hand to her forehead. “She’s burning up. Gladio, go fetch some water from the bar, please.”

He rolled his eyes but did as he was told.

“Eh, I’m alright,” Drix said with a shaky breath, rolling her head to the side. “I’m just a little woozy is all. In fact, I think I’m gonna lie down.” 

With that, she fell out of the chair and fainted. 

~~~

Drix opened her eyes as she felt the cold, damp stone beneath her.

“I’m in a cave. Okay, cool. Yeah, why am I in a cave?” She mumbled.

Drix slowly got to her feet and walked towards the mouth of the cave. When she reached it, she was met with the ocean.

“Huh. How about that,” She stood with her hands on her hips for a moment, then turned on her heel and headed back into the cave.

As she walked through the cave, she noted the fact that there were no tracks except her own. No one had been here in a very long time. 

She continued her trek, listening to the musical water as it dripped from stalactites until she saw the tiniest spark of light. Drix picked up her pace, thinking this was her way out, or rather someone who could get her there. However, the near run she picked up came to a skidding halt as she took in the sight before her. 

It was a man bound and chained. But not only were his wrists and ankles bound, but chains ran through him as well. 

It was the same man she had just met at Galdin Quay. 

“Back again, are we?”

She gasped, entirely unprepared for the man to speak, much less be alive. 

“You’re alive?!” She shouted. “But - but there are chains running through you! How can I - can I get you down?” She ran up to him, trying to find some mechanism to release the poor man.

“I’m afraid not, my dear.” 

“But how are you alive!” Drix began to pace under the stress. “No human body can withstand that-”

“You know this body isn’t human.”

She froze. 

She turned to look at the man. During their conversation, he raised his head to watch her pacing. 

He had the same ember eyes. 

The breath left her lungs at the sheer amount of emotion held within the man’s eyes. There were years, no, centuries of pain in his eyes. She felt drawn to him, like there was some invisible string pulling them together.

She felt the need to comfort him. 

She shook her head, “This isn’t real. This is some sort of fever dream brought on by food poisoning.”

“Whatever you wish it to be, my dear.”

[holly-sephiroth]

Verstael: We cultivated somatic cells, used them as donors to fuse the nucleus-transplant cells to the recipient oocytes, and then we-

Ardyn: