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Hello! I really want to make a last legacy request, basically recently I suffered a kind of culture shock, where I come from I'm not considered attractive(I'm even considered ugly) but where I'm staying I'm considered very beautyfull!

So I imagine a situation from the main 3 of last legacy with a mc who basically in his land/village is considered ugly but in astraea is considered a beauty (and is confused as fuck because of this), love your work!

*puts my hands on your shoulders and looks deep into your gorgeous eyes* I love this and I love you

Omg I'm so glad that you love my work, various college things have been kicking my ass mentally and I got stuck in the mindless social media scrolling thing for a while but I finally did it lol

GN Reader, they love you no matter what, I'm gonna use a sharp jawline because I know for sure that's different in Western and Eastern cultures but you can substitute it for whatever you want, bonks you over the head with fluff, bonks myself over the head for executive dysfunction

☠️Felix Iskandar Escellun☠️

You're used to hiding who you are. You grew out your hair to cover your hideous jawline, you wore wide scarves as soon as it got cold enough, you did anything you could to avoid the grossed-out stares from strangers. It's something that's always been on your mind from the moment you were aware of the glances at the corner store

Even when you were thrown to Astraea, it wasn't long until those thoughts started creeping back into your head. You started hiding your face again in as many ways as you could. You didn't want your mentor to be distracted by your ugliness while you were trying to learn magic

Felix was confused about why you were doing this. Were you just a shy person? Is there some sort of magical mark that you're embarrassed about? He had plenty of questions but of course, he didn't want to press you about something sensitive

One day while he's helping you study the art of divination, and you're very focused. You want to impress him and learn something more than how to make a small flame on your finger. As you turn the page, Stella hops onto the table and before Felix can chase her away, she takes your scarf in her little criminal mouth and runs away, taking the scarf with her

You try to grab it and yell at her, and Felix tries to help, bending over you to yank it, but Stella is too fast and sneaky for mere mortals. You mutter something about how it was your favorite scarf, and he looks down to apologize and--

He's almost taken aback. You have...an amazing jawline. Holy gods above, you could shred cheese with that jawline, and he for one finds that sexy. The way it frames the rest of your face, the way it moves when you speak

You look up and see him blushing, and you immediately go to cover your jawline. Damn it, he saw your huge jaw, he's not gonna look at you the same anymore

And I mean, you're not wrong

You're both kinda confused about the other's feelings lol. You don't understand why he keeps blushing so much and he doesn't understand why you keep covering your face, but you're both a tad too awkward to say anything about it

He doesn't want to make you uncomfortable so he doesn't try to say anything like "you don't have to cover yourself so much," but he does wish that you saw yourself the way he sees you

Beautiful. Gorgeous. Worthy of seeing yourself as something other than ugly and unloveable

He hopes he can help you along that path

⚔️Anisa Anka⚔️

When you land in Astraea, you decide to go along with Anisa. She seems like the more reasonable of the three, and she'll probably get you answers as to why you got here and how to leave

You accompany her with taking the ambassador of Rivath to Porrima, and you notice she doesn't tell much about herself. You don't blame her, you're still just a stranger who happened to fall into her study unannounced

You wait with her as the ambassador goes into the woods to take a leak, and you fiddle with your scarf, keeping your chin to your chest. Anisa notices, but doesn't make a note of it. Maybe the scarf means a lot to you, and that's why you keep it on. She knows a lot of those types of characters in Porrima

You wait for three, five, ten minutes, and you're starting to think that elven bladders must be huge to be out there for so long. Anisa decides to look for them in the name of safety, and not wanting to be alone in a strange place, you follow her

The two of you find that the ambassador is, well, nowhere to be found. You search and search and the next thing you know, you're both sliding down into darkness

When you come to, you're all scratched up and you can barely see anything. You can see the faint outline of columns holding up the ceiling and you can hear Anisa and the ambassador arguing, but your eyes haven't adjusted yet

It's then where you notice that at some point, you lost your scarf in the fall. You start to panic, but no one's gonna see you. It's way too dark in here for that, so you shouldn't focus on that right now

Well. Too dark for you, but not for Anisa

Her Ilephta blood helps with her night vision, and when she sees you it almost stops her argument

She didn't think you'd be...this hot. My gods, the jawline really does help

She shakes out of her trance though and focuses on getting you guys out. She can gaze upon your sexiness later lol

You know, for all the support you give her when she talks about her trauma, you don't seem to have any for yourself

So she will be your support. She will give you encouragement to embrace what you look like, shed the insults of the past, and love you as you love her

(*sigh* my wife...)

🐱Sage Lesath🐱

Sage understands having something near and dear to your heart and not wanting to let it go. That's his red duster jacket to him, it's been with him through thick and thin, that's his comfort clothing

That's what he thinks the scarf is to you, at least. He sees how you hold it close to your face, as if trying to remember something important to you. He doesn't wanna push though, so that's just what he assumes

You wear it all the time--breakfast, reading in your bedroom, in training. Especially in training, you focus a lot more than you should on making sure your scarf is in place

He decides that he has to break that habit

The two of you are sparring with swords. Training swords, of course, nothing that will actually hurt. You're both at a stalemate for a while, switching between offense and defense. You have one hand on your scarf, keeping your jaw hidden

He suddenly throws out a move that throws you off, long enough for him to knock the sword out of your hand, hook your scarf on his blade, and yank it away

Oh...now he knows why you hide your face

You're fucking gorgeous

You grab your scarf and hide your neck with it, blushing furiously. You ask why he would do that, and his eyes are just wide. He hasn't recovered yet lol give him a second

Of course he's disgusted by you. You decide to end that training session early and run back to your room to wait out the embarrassment. He hasn't recovered in time to actually say anything so he just watches you run off

A few hours later, you hear a knock on your door. The black tips of his ears are the first thing you see before his full head peeks in. He asks, rather awkwardly, if he can talk to you for a second

After you agree, he comes in and messes with a little trinket in your room as he gathers up what he wants to say

You can't focus so much on your scarf, especially in battle. It could get you killed. Had he had a real sword, your throat could have been slit

And that was it. That was the only reason he did it. He didn't mean to hurt you that badly, and he really is sorry

And damn it, you're hot underneath that scarf and you need to show it

He's definitely more proactive in helping you take off the scarf and enjoy who you are. He won't pull it off you when you're wearing it anymore, but maybe he'll hide it, or rub his head all over it so it's covered in his hair

Kitty behavior lol I love him and he loves you

This thought has been rotting my brain for an ungodly amount of time-

Ahem anyways I'd like to make a last legacy request with the main 3 (specifically anisa knight wife) with a s/o that's like really fit, like abs and back muscles looking scrumdiddlyumptious. One day their li is like taking that in for the first time and jokingly ask somthing along the lines of "hey s/o lose the shirt" and s/o actually does and caused li to malfunction because on top of the nice bod they got a baddaass tattoo ( idk probably like a intricate flower design you can change it if you want ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

Anyways sorry for my brainworm spreading through the library of other's minds I'll put them on a leash next time!

(this has been rotting in my drafts for an ungodly amount of time--)

Don't apologize for letting your wonderful brain worms loose, they are perfectly welcome in my brain since my brain worms don't always wanna get out of bed

GN Reader, yes you're dating them and I'm not taking no for an answer, suggested body part smushing but nothing explicit, I searched on Pinterest for these tattoos and they're clogging my feed now so you better love this /j, god it's been so long it feels good to write though, I miss them when will they come back from the war

☠️Felix Iskandar Escellun☠️

Let's say for the sake of this that you have short hair, short enough that the neck is exposed

Felix could always see a small part of your back tattoo whenever he looked at your neck, and he had a few ideas for what was underneath the shirt. Maybe it's a huge leaf, maybe it's branches protecting a heart or initials or something. He's always been curious but too shy to ask

One day you're both hanging out in his room. You're looking up at one of his taxidermied animals, a little squirrel-like creature. You know it's roadkill but hey, Felix is good at what he does. It barely looks like it was dead. It's sitting on a little branch atop one of his closets, staring through your soul with wide, dead eyes

Felix is on his bed reading a book on poisonous Earth flowers he snatched from the Void. He watches you above the pages as you reach up to grab the animal. Your shirt hikes up and he gets a little peek at your back muscles

He doesn't even realize he said it until he looks up and sees you giving him a little look

"You think that my shirt is restricting my movement?" you ask with an eyebrow raised and a small smirk on your lips.

Felix's reddening cheeks betrayed him as he tried to keep a straight face. "Yes. I do. Perhaps you should...take it off. So you can reach up high better."

You hold back a snicker at his adorable face and decide to humor him. You easily pull off your shirt and toss it over the back of a chair, revealing your back tattoo.

.....hoo boy he isn't normal now

Not just because he's seeing your ripped bod for the first time but holy shit that's a nice tattoo

You tell him he can touch it just to mess with him. And he does. He takes his sweet time

He traces the stems, the leaves, the small flowers here and there. You can't see his face but you're pretty sure it's even more red now

He finally leaves you alone and lets you put your shirt back on (much to his chagrin)

A few days later, you catch a glimpse at him writing in a notebook, little doodles of your tattoo in the corners

Give him a little kiss on the cheek. He deserves it

⚔️Anisa Anka⚔️

Now, Anisa never knew you had a tattoo. You've always worn a shirt that covered most of it, along with a jacket, and she's never seen you without it

It's not until you two have become closer that she gets to see it

You two are sparring, practicing your swordsmanship skills on the sprawling lawns of Fathom. Thanks to the lovely knight lieutenant, you certainly have gotten better at defending yourself

It's a warm summer day, and with the shirt and jacket on, you're definitely sweating. You take a break and wipe the sweat off your forehead with the back of your hand, breathing hard

"You should take your jacket off," Anisa comments, stabbing her sword into the soft grass as she shakes out her arms. "It's restricting your movement and making you overheat."

"You think?" you pant as you pull off your jacket, tossing it to the side. You're wearing a short sleeve shirt underneath, revealing a good chunk of your arm tattoo.

If you were close enough, you might have been able to see Anisa's pupils dilate a little. She reaches for the hilt of her sword, but misses the first few times. "Actually...you should take your shirt off too. Overheating, again. Wouldn't hurt to give your body all, all the room to cool off."

You know she's just saying something random to get your shirt off, but you decide to indulge her. You take off your sweat-stained shirt and let it rest with your jacket.

She doesn't even notice your scrumptious muscles for a few seconds, she's too enamored by your tattoo

And then she notices your mcgriddled abs. And you know she notices

You make some joke about her being too tired to keep sparring, taking your sword and resting it on your shoulder

You honestly didn't think her hair could poof up anymore

For the rest of the day she's just taking you in. Maybe all of you if you're in the mood. She certainly is

🐱Sage Lesath🐱

Sage definitely has some idea that you have a tattoo. You aren't ashamed to show it, but the type of tattoo you got only works with a few types of shirts so he never got the full picture

Thanks to this, other people have definitely noticed it too, as you now see for yourself from your seat at the bar of the tavern you're in today

Sage has his tail wrapped tightly around your leg, ears twitching at anything that sounds remotely like someone coming to you. You tell him to relax, you've dealt with this before, but you know how he is

One particularly drunk fellow comes up and tries to chat you up. Sage growls at him from his seat, telling him to back off. He doesn't seem to get the hint, so you decide to make sure he does

You pull Sage into a heated kiss and start taking the two of you to the side door into the nearby alleyway. Once you lose the guy you pull away, but Sage has something else in mind

"Sage, Sage, he's gone," you whisper as Sage kisses your neck. You can still taste the cheap beer on your lips.

"But I wanna kiss you," he whines as the fluffy end of his tail tickles your wrist. He's definitely buzzed. "I wanna take your shirt off."

You raise an eyebrow. "You want my shirt off?"

He quickly nods, his pupils almost hiding his amber eyes.

You look around. It's dark, plenty of cover, and it's a quiet night. You don't think anyone's gonna come through, so you let out a breath and pull off your shirt

He's...he's so distracted. Not only because of your gorgeous chest, but because holy shit that is a tattoo. And it's even more gorgeous than he thought

He gently puts a hand over the faces, trailing his fingers down to rest over your heart

He thinks you're the most beautiful person in the world. And he also wants to rail you so badly. If you are willing, he will slam you right into that alley wall

He also makes it a point to kiss every little part of the tattoo. The moon, the penchant, the succulents, the sun. Every part of it deserves to be kissed

We got a tie with the babygirl poll so we need a tiebreaker

Do you still write for last legacy? If so, angst for Felix where he couldn't save us in time from his father's blast.

ngl I really kinda forgot what this was lol, I had to dig deep into the trenches of my memory to figure out what you meant by this

CONTENT WARNING: On-screen death, blood

GN Reader, bro it's been a while since I've done this glad I'm getting back into the groove, I don't normally write angst so I hope I don't butcher it lol, this is also a little short but it's alright, thank you for being patient with me as I navigate how to exist

You don't realize you've been hit until you stop feeling your body.

Everything is just...numb. You can't feel yourself breathe, you can't feel yourself falling backward to the ground, all you can do is watch your world tilt back and hear Felix's terrified screams as he runs toward you.

And then you feel it. Something warm and wet on your chest. You look down and there's blood seeping out from a gaping hole in your chest.

Felix drops to the ground next to you as you cough up blood. His eyes are wide, he's panicking, he's fumbling with his words. He doesn't know what to do.

He holds your body in his arms as you feel your body begin to give out from the blood loss. It takes more effort to breathe, to not let your eyes cave into the darkness creeping in from the sides. You can see he's crying. He's trying to figure out how to save you.

It's an oddly familiar scene.

With what strength you have left in your body, you raise your hand up to him. The darkness creeps further in, everything is blurry, your hand is shaky, and you know you don't have long left.

Felix is there. As he has always been. He was there when you first came to Astraea, he was there when you first went to Porrima and met Rime, and he is here now, gripping your hand tightly.

Everything is growing cold.

"It's alright, Felix...I'll be fine." You let out one last breath as everything goes dark.

Now you know how it feels for Felix. Only this time, you're not coming back.

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Hello! I really want to make a last legacy request, my LL OC is chubby/fat but I'm not real good to explain how the m4 would react to MC being self conscious/uncomfortable in their body.

(ignore the fact that I've had this in my inbox since literally Christmas--)

(by god I will pull myself out of my writing burnout if it's the last thing I ever do--)

Don't you worry my sweet anon, I got you covered

Content Warning: Mentions of negative body image, no specifics on what their body actually looks like

GN Reader, oof this may be really out of character but we're gonna do it anyways, some hurt and lot of comfort, the one thing all the LIs know how to do is give you love

Felix Iskandar Escellun

Felix isn't one for vanity, but he is one for the gothic aesthetic, so you bet he has one of those huge standing mirrors with the most ornate gold-leafed steel frame next to his wardrobe

It's one of the many gorgeous things in his room (not including him heheheheheheh) and it's something you find yourself staring at a lot

You normally do your best to not look at the actual mirror part, but today, your eyes seem drawn towards your body. You're not wearing anything revealing, your fashion style is more conservative by Earth's standards, but you focus a lot on the parts of your body you hate

Your own eyes feel like claws, rending bleeding wounds through your skin. Voices crawl into the back of your head. Ugly. Disgusting. Unlovable. They're hard to block out

You wrap your arms around your stomach, tears stinging the back of your eyes, and you find yourself unable to tear away from the mirror. As gorgeous as the mirror is, in this moment, you want to smash it into pieces

It's now when Felix walks in and sees you shaking in front of the mirror, the tears now starting to roll down your cheeks. He rushes over to you and pulls his cloak off, throwing it over the mirror and pulling you out of your stupor

Once he's sure the mirror is fully covered, he hugs you tightly, rubbing small circles on your back. He whispers comforting words in your ear, refuting everything the voices in your head are saying as if he can hear them himself

It's sort of true, for him. There were times where he felt disgusted by his body, feeling like he's an imposter in a dead person's body. He knows what you're feeling, and he hates that you feel that way about yourself

If he could take all those feelings out, he would. But for now, he's here to help and tell you how much he loves you

Anisa Anka

Being with Anisa has taught you that she can be strong with her opinions about you. Specifically, all the good opinions she has about you

She knows about your self-image issues, and she doesn't blame you for having them!

.....okay, that sounds a little wrong. She doesn't think that you're being dumb or irrational for having those thoughts. Your feelings are valid, and she's here to help you with that

Case in point: the two of you are doing some shopping through the town. Anisa has a free day, and the two of you just wanted to walk around town and see if anything catches your eye

You walk past a fancy dress shop and stop at the window to gawk at the newest dress. It's a gorgeous baby blue color, with white trim and pleating. It's a dress that you would die to have

As you're imagining yourself wearing the dress, your eyes flick over to your reflection in the mirror, and your dreams slowly begin to shatter. Compared to the beauty that is Anisa and the gorgeous dress, how dare you stand next to them. How dare you think you belong in the same space as them

You look away from the window and start to walk away, heart heavy with regret. Anisa notices and gently grabs your wrist, asking what's wrong

There's nothing wrong, you say. You're just ready to move on

Of course, Anisa knows you better than that. She grabs both of your hands and squeezes them comfortingly, reassuring you that those thoughts in your head? Garbage. And you know where they belong? In the trash, out of your fantastic brain and gorgeous body

And by the gods, she's gonna see you in that dress, and she's gonna see you smile

Sage Lesath

Sage never really had body image issues, to be honest. All of the negative feelings he's had about himself are about his actual self, not about his physical body. That being said, he absolutely understand having those negative thoughts about yourself

One of the main ways those negative thoughts materialize in real life is that you always wear pajamas to go to sleep. Full pants and mostly long-sleeve shirts, only wearing short-sleeves if it's really hot. It's in large contrast to Sage's underwear-only sleep style

He's asked a couple times if you ever wanted to try something like a nightgown or wearing shorts, but you've always turned them down. Since it was clear you weren't comfortable with those ideas, he's left you and your sleepwear choices be

One night, you're both getting ready to sleep. He's taking off his clothes, you're putting yours on--or, at least, you're trying to. For some reason, you can't find your last clean pair of pajamas

Did you accidentally put it in the dirty laundry? You rifle through the dirty clothes, scrunching up your nose a little, but you can't find them

Were they shoved into the back of the closet? You get on your tiptoes and feel all against the wooden back, but you can't feel them

At this point, you start to get a little frantic. You need those pajamas. You can't just sleep without them. If you don't, you'll feel your body, Sage will feel your body. Your actual body, your actual skin. Oh, how disgusted he will be

Sage asks you what's wrong, and you try to collect yourself and explain that you can't find your pajamas, but you can't stop the tears from coming and your voice from breaking. Your arms instinctively wrap around yourself, trying to hide from his worried view

He reaches out and pulls you up against him, tucking your head into the crook of his neck. His soft hair tickles your nose as he whispers reassurances in your ear

He doesn't entirely understand how you can hate such a gorgeous and divine body like yours, but he's here for you nonetheless. Whatever you want him to do to make you comfortable, he will do it, and he will show you his love in his own way

Mainly through worship. He's a worshipper. We all know this

Rime Solano Varela

I'm gonna be honest, I don't think he really cares about your body like that. He cares about you, of course, but he doesn't give that much thought into what you look like. He's more interested in who you are as a person

Even so, he does understand wanting to feel comfortable in your own skin. He wears what he does because it gives the small sensation of being comfortable, and so he wants that for you too

One day, you're doing some spring cleaning around the house and are clearing out your shared closet. You're pulling out your clothes that you don't wear anymore to put in a donate pile to give it to people less fortunate than you

You're separating your Astraea-bought clothes from your Earth-bought clothes, not entirely sure if you can give away your Earth clothes, when your eyes catch one of the tags on your shirt. There's at least three letters on there, and most of them are X's

You look at all of your Earth shirts. All of them say the same thing. All of them have those damn X's and L's. No M's or S's in sight

Compared to Rime's clothes, which better fit his smaller body, yours look...grotesque. They clearly don't belong here. You clearly don't belong here

You grab all your clothes and throw them as far as you can in a fit of rage that fizzles out into sadness. You stand there, shaking, eyes welling up with tears, stuck where you are with the voices in the back of your head

Hearing the commotion, Rime comes in to check on you. Seeing the clothes strewn about, you standing still in the middle of the room, and knowing your struggles with your body image, it isn't hard for him to piece together what happened

He says your name as he walks over to you, and you don't even get to look over at him before he claps both his hands on your cheeks. As you're trying to recover from the shock, he starts talking

He really doesn't give a shit about what you look like, or what clothes you wear. They're insignificant. Literally just pieces of fabric. The only thing he cares about is you, and you need to start doing that too

His normally icy expression softens as he takes a deep breath, trying to switch gears a little. He just wants you to be comfortable in your own body, and he knows it's easier said than done, but he wants to help you

So let's not focus on what you have and go get something you like, okay? He doesn't know how much longer he can stand seeing you look at yourself like that

Artblock lmao

Felix chapter 12 givin me butterflies, like holy shit-

Felix also just got yassified too

MC: Felix, I'm sorry but,... you just lost your bird rights.... now, HAND THEM OVER!!

Felix: wHAT

Based off this

Last Legacy Au where the main three get reversed isekai to earth and mc introduced them to Final Fantasy XIV I mean Last Legacy.

LISTEN! Blame the livestream oKAY and some of the team play XIV as well. AND A NEW CLASS TYPE WAS DROPPED. Felix would play the fuck out of reaper (it’s necromancer in a nutshell but okay)

I can’t believe that this lives rent free in my mind from yesterday livestream. Last Legacy beach AU wHEN. oh yeah, you can replace Rime with MC or both. until I can get my proper drawing materials I’m going to redraw this meme. drawing on a phone it’s not fun and I’m very picky about my art

I didn’t have enough time to properly color this but hAPPY BIRTHDAY FELIX!!! Happy birthday to my necromancer bf!!! I promise I’ll color your birthday art 😭😭😭🥺

Happy Summertime!!!!

Okay, has this been done?

It’s my birthday today so I'm gifting everyone a Celena emote (two different versions)  for you to use in discord all i ask of you is that you credit me. And for  my birthday I gave myself one pretty magical lad *SOBS* I MISS HIM

He sees you

Plant hat.