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personalapocalypseTitle: Configurations
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV
Rating: T
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Word Count: 513
Relationships: Ardbert/Branden/Lamitt
Notes: Some cheeky humor, alloaro character. (Also worth noting - Frantoios are an olive cultivar, canon says so.)
Summary: Ardbert isn't shocked when he finds out two of his companions might be interested in him; he just isn't sure how it would work.
Prompt: #63 – Olive
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Ardbert thought it said something odd about him that his first thought, on realizing that Lamitt and Branden might both be interested in him in a physical sort of way, wasn't surprise at all. He wasn't a complete innocent; he mostly avoided these sorts of entanglements because past experience told him that too often he was seen as the heartless one when his partner fell in love and he didn't. It wasn't as if he wasn't always honest, and he didn't want to hurt anyone... but he couldn't lie and say that he wanted to be romantically involved with someone when he didn't. Wouldn't that be worse in the end?
With everything he'd gone through with them... he was really hoping that things could be different, that they could be something else. He'd gladly die for any one of them, after all, and he'd heard Braden say the same - he wasn't afraid of dying, not for them, he'd said. Lamitt hadn't spoken of it, but then again, she was more likely to bring the other back from the brink and then blast the monster that was threatening them to smithereens. It was the kind of friendship and closeness that didn't feel like a romance, and he thought maybe that would work for him, if it would for them. Once he could bring himself to talk to them about it.
For him, though, the hard part was figuring out how it would work. How, precisely, could a Hume, a Dwarf and a Galdjent... well... go to bed together? It wasn't that he was afraid of hurting Lamitt - he knew that her boasts about how tough she was weren't idle words - but he wanted to make her happy, and he just didn't know, physically, how things would work between them. He'd never met a Dwarf before her, after all. And Branden might not be that much taller than he was, but he was just so broad - Ardbert thought, or hoped, that he could do well enough, but would Lamitt be okay? Would she even want to try it, or would it be too intimidating? The two of them got on well, but the idea of sex might not have crossed their minds, and he had no idea what they'd think once he brought it up (if he brought it up.) He had the distinct feeling that their first time together would be physically awkward. And slippery.
Well, there was no help for it. Once things had calmed down - once they understood what was happening to their world and defeated the Shadowkeeper - he truly hoped they'd have time to talk about all of this. It was something to look forward to, a quiet night in an inn where he could finally speak his mind about all of this... as long as he didn't lose his nerve.
Then they could figure out the configurations, if the other two agreed. It would just take time and planning... and yes, he thought with an embarrassed grin, probably a generous amount of frantoio oil.
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV
Rating: T
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Word Count: 513
Relationships: Ardbert/Branden/Lamitt
Notes: Some cheeky humor, alloaro character. (Also worth noting - Frantoios are an olive cultivar, canon says so.)
Summary: Ardbert isn't shocked when he finds out two of his companions might be interested in him; he just isn't sure how it would work.
Prompt: #63 – Olive
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Ardbert thought it said something odd about him that his first thought, on realizing that Lamitt and Branden might both be interested in him in a physical sort of way, wasn't surprise at all. He wasn't a complete innocent; he mostly avoided these sorts of entanglements because past experience told him that too often he was seen as the heartless one when his partner fell in love and he didn't. It wasn't as if he wasn't always honest, and he didn't want to hurt anyone... but he couldn't lie and say that he wanted to be romantically involved with someone when he didn't. Wouldn't that be worse in the end?
With everything he'd gone through with them... he was really hoping that things could be different, that they could be something else. He'd gladly die for any one of them, after all, and he'd heard Braden say the same - he wasn't afraid of dying, not for them, he'd said. Lamitt hadn't spoken of it, but then again, she was more likely to bring the other back from the brink and then blast the monster that was threatening them to smithereens. It was the kind of friendship and closeness that didn't feel like a romance, and he thought maybe that would work for him, if it would for them. Once he could bring himself to talk to them about it.
For him, though, the hard part was figuring out how it would work. How, precisely, could a Hume, a Dwarf and a Galdjent... well... go to bed together? It wasn't that he was afraid of hurting Lamitt - he knew that her boasts about how tough she was weren't idle words - but he wanted to make her happy, and he just didn't know, physically, how things would work between them. He'd never met a Dwarf before her, after all. And Branden might not be that much taller than he was, but he was just so broad - Ardbert thought, or hoped, that he could do well enough, but would Lamitt be okay? Would she even want to try it, or would it be too intimidating? The two of them got on well, but the idea of sex might not have crossed their minds, and he had no idea what they'd think once he brought it up (if he brought it up.) He had the distinct feeling that their first time together would be physically awkward. And slippery.
Well, there was no help for it. Once things had calmed down - once they understood what was happening to their world and defeated the Shadowkeeper - he truly hoped they'd have time to talk about all of this. It was something to look forward to, a quiet night in an inn where he could finally speak his mind about all of this... as long as he didn't lose his nerve.
Then they could figure out the configurations, if the other two agreed. It would just take time and planning... and yes, he thought with an embarrassed grin, probably a generous amount of frantoio oil.
