#regclar imagines

[dreamyblossoms]

Imagine...

That when Regis and Clarus are younger, they didn’t get along very well. Not because they hated each other, but because they were just awkward around each other. Regis saw Clarus as this big brute of a ten year-old, and Clarus saw Regis as a scrawny reclusive five year-old. As far as they were concerned, they were the complete opposites of each other and they only got along formally. One day, Regis was playing around the garden by himself and managed to get himself stuck in a tree, unable to warp back down. There was such a commotion in the palace that it was brought to the attention of King Mors. Before he could call someone for help, he witnesses Clarus dashing over to the Prince without hesitation, climbing up the tree and carrying him back down to safety. It was that moment were Regis and Clarus began to trust each other more and become friends.

[dreamyblossoms]

Imagine...

Clarus and Regis taking off days together to relax when things get too overwhelming. Usually they don’t go outside the citadel at all because then Regis gets a little irate and kind of defeats the whole purpose. So at first they do normal stuff such as read or watch tv. But after a while they get bored and decide to run around the citadel garden shooting each other with nerf guns

@moonraccoon-exe

[dreamyblossoms]

Imagine...

Regis and Clarus cuddled up in their bed together when a thunderstorm hits. The both of them have very different stances on thunderstorms; Regis absolutely loves them (even more after feeling the rain in Altissia), but Clarus absolutely hates them. The fearless Shield who wouldn’t blink an eye at a crazy sword-swinging assassin or a gun-slinging maniac absolutely despises the thunder. With a gun you can tell when the sound will hit you he reasons the next morning, when Regis finds him cuddled up under his arm with his head buried in his chest. He is amused at a big burly man quaking in his arms, but he secretly loves it.

@moonraccoon-exe

[dreamyblossoms]

Imagine

Regis and Clarus driving around in the Regalia in the dead of night through the streets of Insomnia looking for things to do and end up at a bar in a seedier part of town. Clarus makes sure there aren’t any undercover Crownsguards or Glaives before he allows Regis inside. The next morning Mors nearly has Regis’s head because the Shield and his son’s tryst are all over the papers. The two of them are forbidden to see each other for a while, but Regis and Clarus still manage to communicate through the Armiger.

@moonraccoon-exe

[dreamyblossoms]

Imagine...

Regis and Clarus going to the hair salon together and choosing haircuts for each other (Regis and Clarus always get the same thing though. “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” He likes to say) One day they had a childish game that Clarus lost and Regis dared him to shave off all the hair he had. Clarus didn’t speak to him for a week and Regis legitimately thought Clarus was mad at him, he knew how much he treasured his hair. Only for Clarus to approach him the next day with a buzzcut and Regis swore he’d never thought Clarus would be so freaking handsome with a buzz cut. Clarus never grew out his hair again after that.

@moonraccoon-exe

[dreamyblossoms]

Imagine...

Regis has an affinity for cats. Every night before he goes to bed he makes sure that trap door in the Citadel garden (think Brotherhood era Iris crawling through that door) is open to the milk that he has out for any cat to come through. Clarus isn’t happy to find out that stray cats were littering the garden space, but after they bicker about it, they figure it would be best to send all the cats to a rescue shelter in Insomnia.

Regis is getting fan mail of cats being named after him and he’s never been more proud of himself in his life.

@moonraccoon-exe