#ari veruna

[naberiie]

carry me slowly, my sunrise. ffxv (brotherhood era), 10.3k. commission for @dovefanworks 

Prompto Argentum has never been to a royal Gala before, and the other three eagerly persuade him to come to the annual Winter Solstice Gala - unaware that they've also invited a competitor for (impressively oblivious) Prom's heart.

- Gala/formal event, pining, oblivious Prom, getting together

[hermitmoss]

ari veruna for @naberiie !! 🌹 

[evaceratops]

me and naberiie @ legends!king veruna: we can rebuild him. we have the technology

[naberiie]

also finished @dovefanworks FFXV gala commission (title: carry me slowly, my sunrise) and will be posting that tomorrow!! more snippets, so many snippets! this one is over 10k of ridiculous pining antics, it was so much fun to write ♥♥♥♥

“Hey, Prom,” Noctic said with an air of boredom that was so thoroughly out of place with the chaos of tailors, caterers, assistants, and decorators around him that Prompto was seventy percent sure he was actually dreaming. The Grand Hall of the Citadel was usually as quiet as a monastic cloister, but now dozens of conversations about this or that color, this or that fancy hors d'oeuvre, where should the fifth bar be placed, reverberated around him with the force of summer thunderstorm. “I’m not ready for this exam, dude, I’m gonna end up throwing my math textbook out of the window…”

Noct looked very out of place in his pajamas, yawning and sleepily scratching his stomach while a caterer at a table behind him looked like she was about to cry over the state of the silverware.

Prompto grinned, though his eyes kept flicking to the chaos surrounding them. Noct was like the center of the storm; a bubble of peace in what looked to be the most stressful party planning ever. “‘Bout to go full feral on some calculus, huh?”

“You fucking know it.” Noct groaned loud enough to make the tearful caterer jump, and then he slung his arms over Prompto’s shoulders and groaned again, sinking his full deadweight against Prompto’s frame. Prompto laughed and flung him around, rag-doll like, and ruffled his hair.

“Let’s go do some calc, I-fucking-guess,” and they turned towards the back of the Hall, where the labyrinth of the Citadel would take them to Noct’s rooms.

“So, uh,” Prompto gestured to the storm around them. “Planning a birthday party or something?” He knew Noct’s birthday was still months away, but Noct was apparently either completely oblivious to crying caterers and stressed assistants, or was purposefully not explaining what was happening to be quote unquote funny.

Noct grinned and Prompto had his answer. “It’s for the Gala tomorrow night.”

[naberiie]

sabé; running down to the riptide

RUNNING DOWN TO THE RIPTIDE. rating: g  summary: How a storm drives Sabé into the Royal House of Naboo, and into the arms of the one who she will always love.   3k.

Sabé Nyima was twelve, and her father was dead.

The storm had come from nowhere, her mother had tried to say in between great, heaving sobs. “It came from nowhere and it took them.” In Sabé’s mind, the storm hadn’t come from nowhere. It had been born out in the great vast oceans of Naboo; her father had simply been unlucky. 

read on ao3.

[naberiie]

monarchs ✧ the playboy king of naboo  → ari veruna

“There’s a bawdy tavern song about me, did you know? Mother hates it, but what’s the use in being king if you don’t have a little fun every now and again?”

King Ars Riordan Veruna (affectionately nicknamed Ari) came to the throne of Naboo when he was seventeen years old. Arts, literature, decadence and philosophical debates thrived in his bacchanal courts. Preceded by Queen Ianthe Tapalo, he was later succeeded by Queen Padmé Amidala. He was famous for his wild parties; his focus as King was devoted to encouraging Nabooian arts and culture. His younger sister Eirtaé Veruna would go on to serve as one of Queen Amidala’s handmaidens.

(thanks to @evaceratops, as always, for help with the aesthetic and his background! Ari has been lifted, polished, and enhanced from King Ars of Legends.)

[evaceratops]

there was an extremely important revelation in the arcmaiden discord today courtesy of @brcthersinarms

[naberiie]

mary where do you get the last names for the handmaidens? are they yours, or are they hidden somewhere deep in star wars lore

weeps I’m so sorry, somehow I missed this ask entirely! tumblr didn’t tell me I even had one 😭😭

As for the last names - kind of yes to both? Veruna is an actual Naboo House, and since it was (Legends) canon that Eirtaé ran against Padmé for the monarchy, as well as actual canon that the monarch before Padmé was King Ars Veruna, @evaceratops came up with the idea of making Eirtaé a part of that House, too. 

But we took a lot of liberties with Ars; we changed him to a younger, sleeker, cooler charismatic playboy/flirt to make that dynamic all the more interesting. And we changed his name to Ari, which just sounds better, lol. Ari is a ridiculous flirtatious mess and it bothers Eirtaé to no end that her ridiculous older brother got to be monarch and she didn’t. …this wasn’t an ask about Ari, but I love him so much; but see!! This is what happens! I get the chance to talk about him and then I never want to stop, lmfao.

As for Rabé (Bhutia) and Sabé (Nyima), I just used a random name generator until I found ones I liked/thought fit the characters :D Of course then I made Sabé’s pirate maybe-girlfriend and accidentally gave them the exact same initials (Saphii Ninx)… Naming is not a particular strong suit of mine :’D