Biological or found family; focused on familial interactions.
A nice man! Tall, but not too tall, because then you -- you too short, eh-mar, for a very tall man with a beard...
FFXII. Fran, origins. The Wood is not a sanctuary.
FFXII, three snapshots. Unfortunately, Judge Ffamran missed the part of the job description that involved mass killings. There is no comfort to be had at home.
She is polite to these strangers around her, radiates love, affection, hoping they will not hurt her. The same as when she came to this place the first time, her anger and the fear unexpected. Be polite, be modest, be loveable, and the strangers won't hurt her.
Now, before I forget, darlin', here's your prezzie, you love Milk Tray, I remember you do, don't you?
FFXII. The beginning of the end. Ivalice changes; the trouble with time is that every passing year devalues itself as currency.
Still, she's never been much for others, my mother: at the time I didn't know if she realised her sister was actually on her deathbed, but now I'm starting to think she just had no sympathy for the situation.
you're amazing! don't forget to wash your hands
FFXII. Ffamran and Fran, Basch and Vossler, Ffamran and Cidolphus. Three interludes, and the methodologies of freedom.
However searing the sun, space was never a glorious frontier.
Thought dead during the LaGattan occupation of her city, Princess Aserecedes disappoints her father to be proven instead irresponsible.
A boy looks forward to his first sea voyage to the frontier, where he learns new habits.
FFXII. Vossler, Balthier, Fran, Basch, and the kidlets. Vossler turns a riot's tide; rescue is as unexpected as it is welcomed.
...no, I'm thinking, oh no, no, no, did I really eat all that frozen bread, I'm not supposed to eat flour! I'm not supposed to eat bread! -- and I'm thinking of all those wasted days, days I tell you, of half-starving and it's all gone down the toilet like a huge gluten-fat floaty turd, you know, those slick yellow ones, I can't fight myself if I'm going to eat while I'm sleeping...
Dragon Age II. In a lifetime of poverty Marian had never cohabited with cockroaches.
Flicking between trite morning offerings, they come across a show listing in an astoundingly compressed point form (that is, under five criteria per side) the reasons why marriages succeed or fail.
Dragon Age Inquisition. Dorian; the irony is, temptation has nothing to do with sex or sexuality.
Dragon Age II, Fenris has a child AU. Fenris brings his daughter with him when he flees from Minrathous.
Dragon Age II / Patrick White's "The Aunt" pastiche. Where Gamlen also loved the dashing apostate Malcolm.
When I visited Over There, it had been forty two years since I left. Every second question was 'why aren't you married'. Gone forty two years and there's no 'how are you, what do you do, tell us about your life!' No, it's all, 'where's your husband? Where's your boyfriend? Why aren't you married?'
FFXII, Balthier and Fran. Do we call this kidfic?
If with no consideration for the fate of ferns.
Her mother could not find a photographer. No one sits at the bridal table. Beloved's friends are not by her side.
FFXII. Balthier and Cid. Unexpectedly, Cidolphus finds his runaway son.