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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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hi hello okay i’m back because i just heard that FINAL FANTASY 16 IS COMING OUT AND IM SUPER PUMPED BC LIKE AHHHHHHHH! but with that being said, can you write hcs for the chocobo boys (if not just prompto is fine💕) with a medic s/o? they are kinda witchy but love cooking and handling animals but they also are the medic for the team bc the squad can’t all rely on noct😭😭 gaaahh tysm and BIG CONGRATS ON THE MAGAZINE THATS SO FRIGGIN COOL!!!💕💕

Chocobros with a medic s/o

notes - I HAD TO GET TO THIS ONE BECAUSE IVE HAD A SECRET FFXV BRAINROT AHHHH. And omg I am also super excited for FFXVI!!!! <33333 I just love this idea too so thank you so so so so much for sending it in <333 AND OMFG THANK YOU FOR THE CONGRATS IT MEANS THE WORLD I AM SO EXCITED TO SHOW YOU GUYS!!!

Prompto

this man is so grateful to you

like you are his saving grace

we all know this little dummy will find his way to fall in a ditch and hurt his arm by accident

without you, he'd probably be dead LMFAO

he will always walk up to you and in the cutest little voice be like... "y/n, I hurt my arm again"

and you'll just jokingly sigh and fix him right up

he always asks you about how you do it and all that and finds it really cool that you are able to fix him up with herbs and stuff

and when you cook for him??? he would never tell iggy, but he loves your cooking more ;)

also the fact that you're good with animals makes chocobos love you which means they are always just around you and that makes prompto love you more <3

Ignis

BRAINROT

you two definitely were the enemies to lovers troupe

like you were competing

you both could cook and take care of the others so it was immediate competition

you were always pushing each other around in a kitchen or whatever

but then you realized it was easier for you to deal with stuff as a team

and ofc you fell in love <3

he thinks you are very talented and honestly, when he's hurt, he will come to you and always feel bad lol

like he will feel like a burdan

please remind him that he isnt <3

he will love to learn how you use your herbs and stuff <3

overall, he just loves how amazing and talented you are and is so thankful about how you help the rest of the group

Gladio

this man trusts you with his life

he is always getting beat up and needs you there by his side to help

he appreciates it a bunch

and you'll always call him a big dummy when he gets hurt and then get straight to working on him, but that always makes him blush

make him ramen

please

like homemade stuff

please stop this man from eating cup noodles

but yeah, he is always getting hurt so to watch you work on him and help him out means the world to him

Noctis

this man gets too embarrassed to tell you he's hurt, so you always have to spot it

omg what a child

you will always get on his ass about that and he'll just be blushing as you work on him

ignis gets mad because you are super nice about Noct being picky and will make him food he enjoys instead of trying to make him something he doesnt like lol

you will baby him a bit because he is the king and he needs to be protected <3

he gets blushy when you do and act like he doesnt like it, but we all know he does <3

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halcyon-writings · 1 year

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Ravus x reader who where friends before the fall of tenebrae and got separated during the chaos, the y find eachother again in Altissia before its attacked

now ravus is def one of the og babygirls if you don't think so argue with the wall.

nav.

You think to yourself, well how did you get into this situation?

For all intents and purposes, you were a plain Altissian diplomat preparing for the arrival of the Prince of Lucis and his entourage. Now you were in a hotel across the city surrounded by soldiers of Niflheim, and sitting from you, is a pair of familiar siblings. You were aware of their presence too, as they had 'accompanied' the Oracle. (Everyone else knew that she was essentially a hostage.) But Secretary Claustra, your boss, had instructed you to go about as normal, something far more easily said than done.

You clear your throat, and a cup of now lukewarm tea in your hands is still full. You did not have it in yourself to take even a sip, much less snack on any of the delicious-looking tea cakes being offered to you.

"It truly has been some time, but I am delighted to see you doing well," is what Lunafreya breaks the silence with. Quite frankly you're just glad that she is here. At least you could still get the feeling that she was the same kindhearted girl you had met years prior. Ravus on the other hand? You could only hide your grimace so well. But you couldn't blame him for that.

"Same here, Lady Lunafreya, I have fond memories of our childhood, and while it is a bit late, you have my congratulations on your upcoming nuptials as well," Your smile is tight. Polite and practiced, but you could only hope she knows that truly, you were glad she was happy.

"Please call me Luna."

"Luna it is."

The short conversation continues without any problems. An attendant, who seems just as nervous as you were, is announced at the doorway. With so many gazes on her, she stutters that it was another fitting for the Oracle's wedding gown.

Lunafreya smiles gently, more for the young woman's sake than anything, as the poor thing shook like a leaf. Before quietly excusing herself, she takes your hands in her own, giving them a gentle squeeze. Ravus only nods in response to her goodbyes for the afternoon. You hear her footsteps, alongside the attendant and the guards assigned to her, retreating down the hall.

Which left you awkwardly sipping at the same cup of tea you had received when you sat down.

"I am... I am glad that you are doing well too," You almost miss it. Placing your teacup down onto the small saucer, you see now that it was Ravus being far more hesitant now that Lunafreya was gone.

A part of you thinks, that maybe he had not changed as much as you thought he did. As you grew up in Tenebrae, you had considered Ravus just as much of a friend as you did for Lunafreya, best friends even. But then, it all went terribly wrong, as all things in this world seemed wont to do, and now you had made it here.

"You don't need to be a stranger Ravus," Your tone is much lighter, "If I remember, you were the chatty one, even talking us out of trouble for a lot of your pranks."

Across from you, you might have thought he blushed. Poorly hidden behind your hand, you snort.

"I suppose not," He agrees. For a time, it was just you both reminiscing about your shared childhood. But like all good things, this meeting too comes to an end. You hesitate in saying goodbye because it sounds final. Like with Lunafreya, you take Ravus' hands into your own, much to Ravus' surprise when you even take hold of his metal one too.

Promises to meet again, such as when the wedding preparations and the summoning of the Leviathan were over, were made. You collect your things and make your way out.

Naively you hope that things can stay like this for a while. Yet when you stare outside into the waters surrounding Altissia, all you feel is unease.

#ffxv x reader #ffxv imagines #ravus nox fleuret x reader #final fantasy xv x reader #ravus x reader #final fantasy 15 x reader #ff15 x reader #mine

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artsykidwolf-2000 · 1 year

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Reader Requests?

Edit June 2023: REQUEST CLOSED FOR GOW SORRY!!!

Hello! I've been thinking for a bit and I had some ideas. I thought, between my writings, I would do some × Reader requests!

I won't be one them often and they might be short oneshots but I'll give it my best!

PLEASE REQUEST IN COMMENTS OR ASKS!

RULES

Please do not pester me about getting it done, it'll be done when I feel like it.

Feel free to leave any type of reader suggestions as long it's not inappropriate or nasty. NO NASTY ONLY FLUFFY!!!

I can do any gender identity (Female, male, non-binary, etc) and race (human, fae, elf, etc)

BE NICE!

Headcanons are welcome

Ok here are the CURRENT fandoms I can do for now and I will list the characters I will do!

GOD OF WAR (2018 & RAGNAROK)

Kratos

Mimir

Freyr

Heimdall

Sindri

Brok

Lunda

Freya

Durlin

Tyr

Hildisvini

Baldur

Thor

(this is out in left field but I am "willing" to do Flash/Felix from my God of War series as long as you're nice and not nasty)

KINGDOM HEARTS

Any character as long as it's appropriate to da prompt suggestion and rules. F.L.U.F.F.Y

Katherine Hearts (since I've done art of her just not a lot of writing but might be a little iffy)(same rules apply from above)

FINAL FANTASY

I can do FF7/remake & FF15 characters

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mrswint3rs · 4 months

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More Than He Bargained For

a/n- def gonna write like this more often. It’s sm easier to piece together 😭

NSFW WARNING:

contains- phone sex, sending nudes🙀, mutual masturbation

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Best friend! Prompto who’s been crushing on you since you first met back in high school. Never having the confidence to admit his true feelings, always fearing you’re way out of his league.

Best friend! Prompto who remained friends with you regardless of wanting to be more. Always listening to you rant about your boyfriends who never treated you right. He would. He wanted to so badly, but he was certain you didn’t see him like that.

Best friend! Prompto who’s always at your beck and call. Though he rarely had plans, he always canceled for you if he did. You were his priority even if he wasn’t yours.

Best friend! Prompto who looks forward to all of your texts, no matter what they’re about. He was just happy that you talked to him at all.

Best friend! Prompto who falls asleep on call with you, as a real boyfriend would. Watching and giggling with you as you screen share your favorites on tiktok. Agreeing on the fictional men you find attractive, wishing you’d say those things about him.

Best Friend! Prompto who is utterly shocked at the sight of your naked body via text. Was it an accident? Surely you didn’t mean to send it to him. It was the middle of the night, maybe you just weren’t paying attention.

Best friend! Prompto who sits in chat, just staring at the image before him, dumbfounded. He has no clue on what to say. Should he correct your mistake? Compliment you like he really wants to? Truthfully, he’s never received or sent nudes a day in his life. Sure, he watched porn from time to time but this was different. He knew you. Spent almost all of his free time with you.

Best friend! Prompto who panics internally, feeling so guilty for being turned on to this degree when it probably wasn’t even meant for him. He was hoping you’d realize what had happened, go through the awkward confrontation of the situation so he didn’t have to be the one to bring it up.

Best friend! Prompto who panics even further at the abrupt ringing of his phone. Your beautiful contact photo popping up. The one he took with his camera and adores.

Best friend! Prompto who turns into a stuttering mess as soon as he answers your call. Your voice taking on an unusually soft and seductive tone, one he’d never heard from you. When you ask him what he thought of the picture, time stands still. You really did send it to him purposefully. He didn’t understand where this was coming from. He was so convinced he was nothing more than a friend. Convinced you would never see him as anything other than that. He accepted that a long time ago. So why was this happening now? Out of nowhere.

He goes silent, unknowing of what to say. His cock was growing painfully hard, the image of your pretty tits burned into his brain. He wanted to feel them in his hands, squeeze them, burrow his face between them. Kiss every part of you. But he could never say that aloud. His words catch in his throat, refusing to come out as he wanted. ��U-uhm what picture? I haven’t been on my phone, I was playing King’s Knight…”

Fucking idiot. Of course you already knew he saw it. And you knew his gaming console wasn’t in working condition, you talked about it earlier in the day. But that was all he knew how to say. He couldn’t get his overthinking brain to work. He couldn’t think with both heads at once.

Palming himself ‘discreetly’ on the other end, he uses your picture. Thinking he’s pro enough to be silent, but he’s not. Poor boy can’t even control his breath, seemingly forgetting the phone is right up to his face.

“What are you doing now?” you ask teasingly. You weren’t at all oblivious. Fully aware of his feelings for you. Or at least as of recently because he started slacking. Staring at you when he thought you weren’t looking, sneaking screenshots of you when you were asleep on FaceTime. Half the time you weren’t, but you found it adorable. You became more aware of how nervous and red faced he’d get every time you’d hang out. The look he had when you tried on outfits, asking him to judge which was best. He wasn’t subtle at all.

Even you don’t know what came over you. You just had the urge to send yourself to him. Wanted him to lose his mind over you. It felt good. His reaction was expected. Prompto had never even had a girlfriend, that you were aware of at least. It just felt good, being able to make someone into such a mess. His inability to answer your simple questions said enough about how he was feeling, failed attempts at playing it cool. That and his unsteady breathing into the phone.

You knew he was too shy to make a move, considering he’s hidden his feelings for 4 years straight. So you decided to push things. Turning on your camera and setting it up to give him the perfect view of everything. Sat on your bed, propped up by your elbows with your thighs spread apart. Prompto couldn’t contain himself, letting out the slightest moan at the sight before him. Still unknowing of what to say.

“Let me see you,” you request, grinning. “Unless you’re busy playing ‘king’s knight’?”

He had to man up, pull himself together. You were fully on display for him. Giving yourself to him even though he didn’t do anything to deserve it. How did he get so lucky? Was it because you were bored? Or maybe you actually liked him. He never considered that even once. But either way, he couldn’t get out of this, nor did he want to.

So he sets up his phone, positioned on his side table. Taking a deep breath before turning on the camera. He lay there in only his boxers, his bedside lamp illuminating enough so you could see the majority of him. “Is this…good?”

You respond by bringing your hand between your legs, fingers tauntingly circling your clit. “Take the rest off for me.”

He hesitates, he’s never done anything of the sort. But for you, he would do anything. Your wish is his command. He lifts himself, slipping out of his boxers and into nothing, his erection standing tall. It feels so awkward and exposing, yet so natural. The view of your fingers teasing yourself without shame makes him twitch, like a puppy wagging it’s tail.

“Do I have to give you instructions on how to do everything?” So demanding, he never expected it from a sweet girl like you. But he liked it.

He got the memo, pumping a wasteful amount of lotion into his sweaty palm. Putting his insecurities and fears aside, he slowly strokes himself, watching you on the other side. His overwhelming anxiety slipping away as your fingers slip inside your wet hole. His mouth opens agape, yet he’s holding his breath.

He can hear it. Hear the lewd gushing of your pussy as you fuck your fingers into yourself. Hear your soft moans growing louder. As if seeing you like this wasn’t erotic enough.

He tries to match your pace, fisting his cock into his hand as if it was your warm, welcoming cunt. God he wishes so badly that it was. He can’t hold back anymore, whines tumbling out of him. He’s not even embarrassed anymore, it feels too good. His whole body is on fire, legs stiff out in front of him. The more you get into it, the more he does. You were thrusting your fingers in and out so fast it seemed like the camera was lagging. Not even trying to quiet yourself. The girl of his dreams was putting on such a perfect show for him.

Whimpering pathetically, twisting and squeezing down on his cock. You made him feel so much better than any plot-holed porn video ever could. Pre cum leaking out from his swollen tip. He can’t take his eyes off of you, barely even blinking, not caring how silly he may look right now. His eyebrows furrowed, mouth dry from gasping and whining. “Mnn does that feel good? Wish you were fucking me right now, hm?”

Your dirty talking almost kills him. Hand picking up speed, almost enough to hurt. “Just imagine how tight and wet i’d be for you, Prompto.”

The way you say his name in that low, needy voice of yours. As if you needed him as badly as he needed you. His hips jerk, balls tightening as well as his core. He couldn’t hold on for much longer. As much as he tried to hold off, his wrists wouldn’t halt. He needed to cum badly, you were forcing it out of him.

It builds excruciatingly until he just can’t. Cum shooting all over his midriff in spurts. More cum than he’s ever produced in his lifetime. His hand slows, squeezing upwards as he milks the last of it out. Having to stop when he gets too sensitive, causing him to squirm and whine in almost frustration.

You were still going, hurrying to finish up. Trying to catch his breath, he relaxed, just enjoying seeing you in your horny state. One pair of fingers rubbing rapidly at your bundle of nerves, the other steadily stuffing your sopping entrance. Your face scrunching as you finally reach climax. It was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. The way you nervously giggle after finishing made his heart melt. “We should do this more often..” you say in a quizzical manner.

His length softens against himself, feeling satisfied and suddenly really cold. He covers himself with his blanket after cleaning the mess off of himself. Getting settled for the night. He was going to sleep better than ever. “Yeah, we really should…”

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lexsssu · 3 months

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Wish (Noctis Lucis Caelum)

TAGS: Noctis/F!reader, breeding, impregnation, reunion sex, drabble Ao3 ver.

Iɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ ғɪɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ɢʟᴏᴡ ᴏғ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʟʏ ɪʀʀᴇsɪsᴛɪʙʟᴇ.

“ ...make up for all the time we spent apart and keep you so full of me that you’ll forget what it’s like not to… ”

Noctis loves the way your legs lock around his waist even tighter in response to his promise. It reassures him that you want this as much as he did.

That you want him as much as he wants you.

Despite being left to raise your son alone (albeit with help from the gang and everyone else) for all these years as he fulfilled his destiny, it soothes the king’s weary heart to know that some things never change.

Although both of you were a little older, a little more damaged than the young adults who had to carry the weight of the world upon their shoulders, Noctis is relieved to have you clutching him as tightly and desperately as he did to you.

He’d long lost count of how many times he came into your greedy hole that seemed all too happy to receive his cum. With Aelius tucked in bed, it was time for mommy and daddy to get to work and give the boy the baby siblings he’d been asking for.

And because Noctis had most of his son’s childhood to make up for, how can he deny his heir’s wish?

If anything, the King of Light knows for sure that his own old man is probably smiling down from somewhere in the big sky at his earnest efforts to expand your little family.

Huh, maybe he should convince you to do it on the throne one of these days—

#lexsssu writes #final fantasy xv #final fantasy 15 #ff15 #ffxv #noctis lucis caelum x reader #noctis lucis caelum #noctis lucis caelum x you #noctis lucis caelum x y/n #ffxv x reader #final fantasy xv x reader #crossposted on ao3

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vee-beeee · 6 months

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The Tent

Okay this is a change from dbh LOL

So im figuring out how to write for these characters, and its going to be harder because its 4 people so PLEASE forgive me.

Warnings: Tents, enclosed spaces with 4 boys

Chocobros x reader (can be taken as platonic)

Im sorry for any spelling errors or plot holess

SORRY IF THIS HAS BEEN DONE BEFORE

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You woke up

And then wished you didn't.

It smelt like sweaty socks and boys.

Someone had shoved your back into their front, and was snoring VERY loudly. Another person had his socks in your face, sprawled out over what looked to be Noctis himself. So the case of the smelly socks was solved, that had to be Prompto. You didn't see anyone else in your line of vision, but guessing at how strong and muscular the arm around you was...

Gladio had turned you into his own personal teddy bear.

You gently tried to roll out of his grip, but he grunted and held on to you with a stronger grasp. You sighed and searched for another way out, you need air and to be away from this tent.

You briefly wondered if tickling Prom would wake him up so he could help, but you didn't really want to touch his feet.

So you sat, starting at the tent walls and daring to breathe through your mouth.

You thought about falling asleep again but whenever you tried, Gladio's snoring woke you up just as you were on the cusp of the dream realm.

What a terrible way to start your morning.

Finally, FINALLY you heard someone stir. You turned your body as much as you could in Gladio's grip and saw Ignis's hair over a massive leg.

"Ignis!" you whisper-yelled, hoping to get his attention. He turned around, sleep very much apparent on his face, and looked the entirety of the tent until his eyes caught yours.

"Miss Y/N?" He mumbled, raising an eyebrow at your position, Gladio crowding your back and Proms feet in your face. You had also felt Noctis was really close to your knees, you could feel his hair whispering against your skin. It was ticklish and uncomfortable.

Ignis huffed out a laugh, and you proceeded to beg him to help you.

"Why of course, Dear Y/N. However, I believe Gladio is going to kill me in his sleep if I remove you from his hold. I can help with Prompto and Noct however."

You sighed, sad he wouldn't even TRY not to get killed by Gladio. You watched him as he harshly rolled Prompto off of Noctis, and you were briefly worried that he would awake.

He just snorted and continued sleeping.

Ignis next went to Noctis to gently move his head away from your leg. Of course, Noct slept like a corpse so he didn't even notice. You took your chance to thank him, and ask a favor

"Can you leave the tent flap open I need air please."

Ignis nodded, and exited the tent, leaving the flap open. You started to bask in fresh air and morning light, but then the world turned upside down.

Gladio was rolling over, treating your body like you were an actual teddy bear.

He was now slightly under you, both arms surrounding you with the literal strength of a Titan.

And you were suffocating in his chest.

In ANY other scenario you would have been like "nice" . But in this one you could not breathe. And that was a problem. So you started gently saying his name.

Gladio groaned, but stayed asleep. You tried wrestling your arms out from his iron grip, but no use.

So you did the only thing you could think of.

Loud enough for him to clearly hear you, you poked the bear

"Ooo this book of gladios looks so good, im going to read it while eating chips and wipe my fingers on the pages and fold the edges to mark where i am. Surely he wont mind"

Suddenly you were shoved as his eyes shot open and he released you, sitting up to look around huffing.

"NO THATS MY COLLECTORS EDITION!" you breathed and rolled over as he looked around and found his book by his belongings.

Then he turned to you, brows furrowed and irritation clear on his features for 1. being woken up and 2. having his most prized book threatened.

"What the hell was that for?"

You moved onto your back and stuck your tongue out at him

"You were suffocating me in your pecs, I had to get free some how"

His anger faded into an embarrassed smile, and then a smug smirk.

"A lot of girls would pay real money to get suffocated in these pecs."

You rolled your eyes as hard as you could and he let out a hardy laugh, which accidently woke Prompto.

He snorted as he awoke, leaning on his elbows before asking "uh whats slo funmny?" and then promptly fell flat on his face, going back to his dreamless sleep.

You and Gladio stayed quiet before looking at each other and chuckling quietly. Gladio winked at you and turned to leave the tent. You watched his huge shadow as it moved across the tent, and then it disappeared.

After a couple of minutes, you heard Gladio and Ignis in the camp talking, and saw an opportunity to get more sleep. So you found your original spot and comfy sleeping bag, and settled in.

(A couple hours later)

You woke up, blinking your eyes slowly, feeling that you had gotten a good rest. You looked around and saw the Prompto had seemingly left, and you didn't see anyone else so that must mean Noct left too.

You closed your eyes again, resting them for a moment before you felt something moving around your front. You jumped and accidently smacked your elbow against the something. And that something groaned.

You looked down to see a mess of black hair nuzzling into YOUR blanket.

"Noct?" You leaned on your elbows and he looked up at you sleepily before groaning out a response

"you have the good blankets."

and then he was gone. But luckily, you had help to wake him back up.

Ignis had heard your surprised yelp, and knew it was time for Noct to get up. He had been chatting with Gladio and Prompto about how to pay for more car renovations, but that conversation could be put on hold.

Ignis grabbed a pot and one of his spatulas, before leaning down into the tent flap.

And then he started hitting them repeatedly together.

He saw you cry out and put your hands over your ears, and Noct just sat up slowly and glared at him.

Ignis smirked and left the tent when he saw Noct leaving, and you followed shortly after.

You watched Iggy put his utensils away and you went straight for the middle of the circle of chairs you all had put together the night before. Noct had just slumped down his camping chair when you started talking.

"Why do you guys love piling on me so much when we sleep? Like I wake up and your all over me."

You stood stalk still and waited for a response. You heard groaning and looked over to see Noct open one eye and looking at you.

"Smell nice and warm"

and then he was asleep.

Ignis sighed and walked over to shake him awake and you turned to see Gladio and Prompto nodding their heads. Gladio was the first to say something.

"I think he's right. Your a little babe space heater." You flushed, and he and Prompto laughed seeing your face.

"Yeah and you uhh, kinda smell a lot like roses." was Proms response, and now you watched him go red. Gladio slapped him on the back and Ignis chuckled quietly, continuing to try and wake Noctis up.

So your consensus was to buy more blankets, and an air freshener.

Fair enough.

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THANKS FOR READING

I dont know if this is cringe or how I did, but I hope I did good on my first time writing these guys.

Hope you enjoyeddd

#final fantasy 15 #final fantasy series #chocobros #ffxv noctis #ffxv gladiolus #ffxv ignis #ffxv prompto #ffxv x reader

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e-m-ma-lmfao · 8 months

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A Long Rest Is Overdue

pairing : ignis scientia x (fem) reader

summary : in a moment of over-tired weakness you let your insecurity affect your performance on the battlefield. ignis takes it upon himself to change how you're thinking.

warnings : weapons used, talk of feeling useless but nothing else. mostly fluffy.

With every swing of your blade you feel your arms growing weaker and weaker. Your body is tired due to Noctis refusing to admit he was also tired and keeping the group on the road all day. The sun is setting above you but the heat from midday continues on. Despite the sunset Noctis still refuses to rest. Another swing, and a cramp in your wrist. You know that if you let your sword fall you will be viewed as a failure. You’d be failing as a guard for Noctis, the training you went through with Gladiolus for moments exactly like this one would all be for nothing. Prompto, even as your best friend, would look at you differently. And most of all you’d be disappointing Ignis.

But your legs are giving out, and your sword is becoming much too heavy to carry in your hands. You try to focus on your breathing, channeling all your strength into your arms to keep your sword up. Another swing. Another. A shot from Prompto's gun rings out and kills the enemy in front of you.

“You okay?” His voice is laced with worry, even as he continues to fire his gun around. More eyes are on you now. This is exactly what you didn’t want. They couldn’t see you like this. They needed to focus. You shoot Prompto a curt nod and move on with your blade hanging dangerously close to the ground. Another enemy, a heavy swing, and a swift jab to finish it off. Your blade sticks in its chest and you're unable to pull it out.

The battle is over and every enemy surrounding you is now lying around you on the ground, killed by other members of the group. Still embarrassment pulses through your body and you continue to pull weakly at the handle of your sword.

“Goddamnit!” You send an aggressive kick into the animal laying in front of you, pulling your sword out finally. It doesn’t get very far and you hear the metal clang as it hits the ground.

“That’s quite enough. The battle is over.” Ignis’ heavy hand lands on your shoulder but you refuse to look up from the place your sword rests. Your breath is heavy as you feel Ignis bend his shoulders looking to meet your eyes. You know the view he’s getting, sweaty face, red from over exertion and growing ever redder from embarrassment. Your muscles are sore enough to make your whole body shake, and your skin is covered in a layer of dirt wetted by the sweat running along your body.

His face finally meets your eyes, brimmed with tears and still refusing to look into his. You know he sees, and it only makes you more embarrassed. You blink and a single tear makes a slow journey down your cheek, dripping off your jaw. To your surprise, though, Ignis doesn’t say anything about it.

“Alright Noct, I propose we set up camp for the night. I believe we’ve had enough for today. I’ll prepare something for us to eat.” Noctis is silent and for a moment you honestly think he’s going to refuse, but your shoulders fall in relief when he agrees to Ignis’ idea. You fling your sword onto your back, wiping your face of any wetness before turning back to the group with a tired smile on your face.

With Noctis and Gladiolus in the front, Ignis following close behind and Prompto holding himself back to wait for you. “Hey..um.. Are you okay?”

“Hm?” You look at him, eyes red, but you don’t make eye contact for very long to keep him from suspecting anything.

“It’s just you seemed unfocused on the field. And, right now, you look like you're about to cry.” You notice that Ignis slows in front of you, walking just close enough to hear you speak.

You look at Prompto again, putting a smile on your face as best you can, “No need to worry bud. I’ve never been better! Let’s just get to the regalia.” Prompto looks like he wants to say something else but he stays quiet.

When you finally get to the Regalia you hop in the backseat so you don’t have to speak to Ignis. You feel worthless and the possibility of him looking at you with pity or shame in his eyes has your stomach rolling just thinking about it. You don’t speak the whole car ride, even though Prompto's fingers play with the bracelet on your wrist and you can feel a pair of eyes burning into you from the rearview mirror.

You think about what had started these thoughts that were hindering your abilities. Two months ago, you remember, you had made it clear to Ignis that you had gained strong feelings for him and to your surprise those feelings were returned. However ever since that moment you had been pushing yourself much farther than usual to keep him impressed. The last thing you would ever want to do is make him disappointed. But your performance had been worsening as you continued to overwork yourself. Instead of making yourself stronger you were just making yourself a bigger liability.

His eyes still bore into you from the mirror, you can feel them. When you move your eyes to meet his, he keeps eye contact for a moment before returning his eyes to the road. You let out a heavy sigh before looking back at the land passing by the car, a wet line traveling down your cheek once more, quickly wiped away by your hands. Though, your sniffle is hard to cover up and you feel that same set of eyes on you once more.

Ignis pulls over maybe a half hour later, your eyes are teetering on the edge of closing but when the car comes to a full stop you climb out with an uncharacteristic rush of energy. They set up camp, sharing jokes with each other, everyone but Ignis. He’s quiet as he sets up a place to cook dinner. He places a stool on the side, an unusual sight for someone who usually stands but it makes sense when his eyes meet yours and he points to the stool sternly.

You feel weirdly as if you were in trouble so after your sword is placed safely by your tent, you walk over to the stool sluggishly and sit in front of him. The sternness he wore before is gone as he speaks to you now. “What would you like to eat my dear?”

The pet name rolls off his tongue so fluidly it would make you weak in the knees if you weren’t already seated.

“Will you make my favorite?” Ignis nods, a warm smile on his face before he begins cooking. All you can do is stare at him, he looks so at peace when he’s cooking and it almost puts you at peace too. Almost. But suddenly your mind is racing to your thoughts from before and you are thinking about how disappointed he must be in you. You turn to look at the fire where Noctis, Prompto, and Gladio are all sitting talking with each other and you think about going to sit with them instead but when a bowl is placed in your lap, the idea leaves your head.

“Thank you, Iggy.” You lock eyes and you swear you see pink glide across his cheeks before he turns to make dinner for himself and the boys. You didn’t know why but he always ensures that you eat whatever you want him to make, before the boys have eaten at all.

After you finish eating you move to clean your bowl off, and you feel a presence behind you. His low and tired voice sends a shiver through your bones.

“I need you to sit up on the table once you're finished.” It’s Ignis. His voice makes your stomach stir again but you do as he says. The other three boys are still at the fire, far enough away that they wouldn’t hear the words leaving his mouth. Their laughs echo through your campsite. Your eyes stay glued to your boots, legs hanging off the edge and swinging around. You were waiting to be berated, or for him to say he was disappointed in your performance, or chastise you for showing weakness on the battlefield.

But none of that ever comes. Instead his hand moves to cup your cheek, lifting your face up to look at him. In his other hand he holds a washcloth, which he dips into a bucket of water he had already filled. “You have a cut on your cheek, may I?” With warm cheeks, you nod at him, giving him your permission.

Slowly he lifts the rag up to your face, gently wiping away a layer of grime and dried blood from the side of your face. Even though you didn’t feel it before, the water dripping down your skin and the roughness of the rag makes the cut sting and your skin tingle. As he wipes away at your skin, and the stinging becomes more noticeable you try to focus on anything else.

His hand is still on your cheek but the warmth is not enough to distract you from the tingle on your cheekbone. Your eyes scan around for something more, landing on his face. His hair is down, a rare occurrence. It’s his lazy hair, his after the shower hair, his ‘I ran out of gel’ hair. Your fingers twitch, a reflex from wanting to run your fingers through it, but they don't move. You don’t feel the stinging anymore.

He tosses the rag back into the bucket of water, but his eyes don’t leave yours. It almost feels like he’s caging you on the table with the way his hands are resting by both of your thighs.

You take the opportunity to touch his hair like you had wanted to before. His hair hangs in front of his eyes and you lift your hand to move it out of his face, running your fingers through his hair towards the nape of his neck. But his eyes are still on yours and the thoughts come back all at once, hands falling to your lap and eyes following quickly after.

“So are you going to tell me what’s wrong? Or do I have to figure that one out on my own?” Your eyes are glued to your hands still, and a sigh leaves his mouth moving the hairs in front of your face. Your hands are shaking in your lap when one of his own hands finds your face again. But you still don’t answer him.

“My darling..” He moves your face to meet his once more , “I know something is bothering you. Please, will you tell me so I can help you?” Even with his glasses on, the softness in his eyes shines through.��

“I feel useless Iggy..” A breath you didn’t realize you were holding flies from your lips, and your eyes cloud with tears. “I have been trying..so hard..to keep you impressed with what I can do. And Noct has been staying on the road longer than at our campsites, so I’ve been using all the little energy I have to be a better fighter and to make sure you're not disappointed in me.” You continue to blubber out, “And I’m so sorry Ignis. I know I screwed up today. Please don’t be mad, I didn’t mean to cry. I’m sorry for crying.”

You struggle to form coherent sentences in between trying to catch your breath. You become flush from embarrassment, crying like a little kid while his eyes never leave your face. Your eyes red from wiping at tears before they fall and your nose pink from sniffling. Even your lips become puffy, and you wear a pout as you try to stifle sobs from falling out. His thumb rubs your cheek, wrapping his other arm around you to the small of your back to pull you into a tight embrace.

The smell of his cologne fills your nose, and as you stay in his arms clinging to his torso, your sobs begin to lessen. Slowly, after making you take some deep breaths, he pulls away to look you in your eyes again.

“First of all. You could never disappoint me, get that idea out of that pretty head of yours, and in no way did you ‘screw up’ today. Shedding tears does not make you weak, even if you do it while holding a sword. And I could never be mad at you for crying,” He cups your cheeks in his hands, both this time, wiping away stray tears with his thumbs, “You are not useless, my dear, you are one of the strongest people I know. You pushed through exhaustion to keep Noct safe and I am so proud.”

Your lips curve at the corners, just barely, but just as quickly leave when Ignis speaks again.

“However. You will not be pushing through said exhaustion anymore and I will be ensuring that we stop much more often to prevent this. No matter what Noctis says about it.” He places a soft kiss to your cheek, and the curvature returns to your lips.

“One more, for me?” You puff your lips out towards him in a half-teasing manner but when his hands that cup your cheeks pull you in with a smile dancing on his own lips, your face breaks out in flames of pink.

His lips meet yours softly, yours wet and plump from crying and his slightly cracked from being out in the sunny desert for so long. Ignis is gentle, like he’s scared to be too rough due to your fragile state, but he holds his lips against your long enough to make you flustered. He pulls away, removing one hand from your cheek but keeping the other on your face to feel the warmth of your blush under his palm.

“Now let us join the others by the fire, yeah?”

#ignis scientia #ffxv ignis #ffxv #final fantasy #ignis scientia x reader #final fantasy 15 #ff15 #ff15 ignis #noctis lucis caelum

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yakshua · 8 months

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Final Fantasy men as reddit pick up lines written one word at a time

reno:

sephiroth:

zack:

noctis:

vincent:

clive:

rufus:

#final Fantasy #final fantasy x reader #idk what this is #final fantasy 7 #final Fantasy 15 #final Fantasy 16 #sephiroth #vincent valentine #zack fair #rufus shinra #noctis lucis caelum #clive rosfield #reno sinclair

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moonbeamgoddess · 1 month

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Naptime's Over

Noctis x gn!reader

AN: I decided to keep this gender-neutral and where I don’t really describe anything about the reader so whoever reads this could have an easier time imagining their own character in this short story. Also writing this at 2 in the morning, as it’s when I suddenly get ideas, so sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes.

Word count: 400+

TW: slightly fluffy, talks about hunting, possible grammar and spelling mistakes

divider by @cafekitsune

“Noct, wake up!” I groaned as I shook the sleeping prince to try and wake him. The sun had risen high in the sky, indicating it was midday, and Noctis still hadn’t woken up from his nap. “Noctis get your lazy butt up!” I shook his body harder to try and pull him out of his dream. His eyes snapped open and he quickly sat up, his shaggy black hair disheveled as he frantically looked around the tent, seemingly shaken up from being pulled out of his sleep abruptly. “What?! What’s wrong?!” He quickly asked as he wiped his tired eyes to try and help himself wake up. “Nothing's wrong, I just needed you to get up. Ignis says we’re leaving camp.” I shrugged at Noctis and started packing his things now that he was awake.

“Jesus, you nearly gave me a heart attack, I thought Imperials were attacking us.” Noctis groaned as he rubbed his hands down his face, his glovelet slightly scratching at his skin. “If we were being attacked by Imperials at camp, I’m pretty sure Gladio would have dragged your sleeping butt around to wake you up.” I laughed as I rubbed Noctis’s head, messing with his hair, which caused him to swat my hand away. “Haha” Noctis rolled his eyes as he started to move himself out of the tent.

“So what’s on the agenda for today?” Noctis turns towards me as he stretches his arms up, his shirt lifting and letting his abs peek out a bit. “Well, we have some hunts to do and a royal arm to find, so be prepared to be exhausted at the end.” I smiled at Noctis as I playfully poked his exposed stomach, which caused him to yelp and pull to cover his stomach. Noctis rolled his eyes as he was dreading what was lined up for today.

“Hunts again? I still feel gross from that Malboro we fought a couple of days ago.” Noctis sighed as he walked over to where the rest of the gang was sitting, he greeted Prompto, Gladiolus, and Ignis and grabbed his lunch bowl. “Yeah, and I can still smell it.” I teased Noctis as I pinched my nose and pretended like he still smelled. “If anything, it’s probably you that stinks.” Noctis stuck his tongue at me which made us both laugh. “Well, just think of the hunt as a way to make enough gil to stay at a hotel, my back has been aching for the feeling of a soft mattress and not rocks or dirt.” I sigh and dreamily think about finally getting to lie in bed after camping out for a while.

“Welp, we better get heading out. Don’t want to keep the daemons waiting.” I smiled as I stood up and started helping Ignis and Gladiolus pack up the camping gear into the trunk of the car. It was going to be a long day indeed.

#noctis lucis caelum #ffxv noctis #ffxv x reader #noctis caelum #final fantasy 15 #ffxv #final fantasy xv #ff15 #noctis x reader #final fantasy xv noctis #chocobros

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staarri · 1 month

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YOU'RE MY LOVER ! ノ 100 follows && birthday event

a collaborative event featuring your gorgeous works! | march 26 - april 20

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EVERYONE oh my gosh. i did not expect this account to get far, this was not on my bingo list but thank you thank you so much for 100 !!!! followers what!! this is wild. in celebration of that and my birthday, ive decided to hold this silly event!

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as always, here some general rules & my boundaries you need to know before you join!

absolutely no nsfw for this event & on my account

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hurt/comfort and fluff is absolutely welcome but leave angst out the door. this is a celebration, not a crying session

the event is limited to the following fandoms : genshin impact, persona 5, love & deepspace, noctis caelum.

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zzprompto · 1 month

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hey-hey! i hope you're doing well, love your writing <3

if you can, could i ask for the ffxv boys (prompto, noctis, ignis, gladio) with a male reader who's in a band? preferably implied to be a poly romantic thing with them (unless you don't do poly, platonic is good!) you can pick whatever format you feel like! :]

☆ our boy's in a band

ffxv boys x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

"i can't wait to see him!" prompto's voice echoed throughout the halls, he was clearly excited about something. ignis hummed and nodded in agreement, so did noctis.

"yeah, he looked amazing tonight." gladio responded to prompto's comment, letting out a small sigh as an image in his mind appeared about this 'he'.

the men kept walking through the hallways, backstage in a venue. they were all giddy, and practically buzzing with excitement just to see this 'he'.

eventually, the group reached a dressing room. ignis decided to knock lightly on the door, waiting for a response or for someone to open the door for him and the group behind him.

a few seconds pass, but the door creaks open. a man is standing at the other side of the door, looking quite tired but his face lights up as soon as he sees the men infront of him.

"[name]!" the group call out, all rushing to hug the man. they all throw themselves on top of [name], each trying to steal a kiss from their boyfriend.

a light chuckle escaped [name]'s lips as he tried to pull his boyfriend's off. he wanted his space, a little air to breathe and preferably a warning if he was to get crushed once again.

"well it's good to see you all too." [name] finally spoke up, a smile on his face as he looks over at the group infront of him. they all looked back in awe, prompto rushing to hog [name] for himself.

"oh babe! you looked so good out there today! you were so amazing!" prompto cooed, squeezing [name] as tightly as he could before someone else stole him away. [name] smiled at prompto and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "thank you." [name] whispered back.

then, gladio pulled [name] out of prompto's arms so the man could rest in his own muscular arms. "you were so handsome and sexy up on that stage." gladio purred, placing a few kisses to [name]'s neck. [name] responded with a few laughs, finding the way gladio's facial hair scratched his neck to be quite ticklish.

"yes, you were quite fascinating on stage my dear." ignis piped up, walking towards [name] to place a kiss on his forehead. ignis then moved gladio's arms off of [name], worried the poor man might get squished. instead, ignis let gladio hold onto his hand.

noctis was the last one to come up to [name], wrapping his arms around his boyfriend to nuzzle himself in the other man's neck. he seemed to be more tired than [name] even though he wasn't the one performing.

"mhm.." noctis hummed in agreement to what everyone else said previously. he just seemed to be more interested in getting home to sleep, just like [name].

"you two look very tired." ignis comments, taking a look at his partner's faces. there's a small frown wanting to form on ignis' lips. his heart aches as he sees how tired noctis and [name] look. "i guess we should get going now. unless you have to go get your fans to cheer for you again, [name]?" ignis asked, almost as if he was teasing his boyfriend.

[name] rolled his eyes, letting his own arms wrap around noctis. "no, i don't need to have my fans cheer for me." [name] responded to ignis with a hum. "the only people i need to cheer for me are you guys." [name] smirked.

prompto started to holler at [name]'s words, gladio and ignis joining in with laughs of their own. prompto then practically jumps over to [name], giving him a kiss on the lips. noctis groans and he pushes prompto away, wanting to be the only one in [name]'s arms right now.

"well, if that's the case i think we can go to the car and drive home, yes?" ignis suggests and all of the men nod along to him. "let's go then." ignis continues, taking hold of prompto's hand to drag him to the car.

gladio walked over to [name], shaking noctis off of him to pick up the other man. "a reward for your impressive work today, my prince." gladio smirked, kissing [name]'s forehead and picking him up.

noctis groans once again, glaring at gladio for stealing away his warmth. he just sighed, not bothering with his boyfriend. he just followed him, and his other boyfriends, to the car.

the group walked over to the car, squeezing inside as best as they could. ignis started driving off back home, engaging in conversation with his boyfriends. they all laughed and talked with eachother on the way home.

suddenly, [name] realised something and his eyes widened.

"oh shit. i forgot all my stuff back in the dressing room.." [name] mumbled.

ignis immediately stopped the car and he turned back around. everyone groaned and sighed at [name], shaking their heads.

"[name]!" prompto whined, turning around in his seat and pouting at his boyfriend. "how could you!" prompto continued, acting as if [name] had done the worst thing in the world.

"it's not my fault you guys dragged me out of the dressing room so quickly! it's not my fault you guys wanted to see me and snuggle up to me so badly!" [name] chuckled at prompto. the blonde pouted, turning back around in his seat with his arms crossed over our chest.

"i guess we were just too eager to see our band boy." gladio teased, pressing a kiss to [name]'s cheek. noctis and ignis hummed in agreement, ignis continuing to drive back to the venue.

the group couldn't wait for [name]'s next performance, to have another moment like this. but, they hoped [name] wouldn't end up leaving his stuff again.

- author's note: hope you enjoyed this! this was kind of silly, but i love it. keep requests coming, i love writing requests for you guys :)

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cravingsfromatwistedone · 2 months

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CHOCO-CHOCOBO! [ FIC / NSFW ]

AUTHOR'S NOTE: NOW THAT I'M PLAYING FFXV, I JUST KNOW THAT PROMPTO WOULD ADORE THE CONCEPT OF CHOCOBO GIRLS (FF13: LIGHTNING RETURNS IN YUSNAAN) ! I'D LIKE TO THINK THAT THE GUY FROM THE CANVAS OF PRAYERS WHO WANTED A CHOCOBO GIRL'S NUMBER WAS PROMPTO IN ANOTHER LIFE. ANYWHO, ENJOY READING, MY DARLINGS! TW: ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, USAGE OF PETNAMES (PRINCESS, BABE), EXPLICIT NSFW CONTENT (IT STARTS OFF CUTE BUT IT GETS NASTY AFTER THAT!) PROMPTO ARGENTUM X FEM! READER

The Chocobo Post in Duscae has never been this livelier before ever since they organized Chocobo races. Now that the Deadeye in the area is dead, the owner and staff decided to implement a feature that was long pushed aside due to the past circumstances they had. With enough Gil and materials, what they had planned went in full swing, accompanied with many new and familiar faces; the owner himself even graciously invited the four Hunters

That's why the blonde male was shaking in his boots. Sure, he was excited that Noct mentioned something about visiting the Chocobo Post in a passing statement but he wasn't expecting this. His blue eyes keep flitting everywhere, from the gang to the owner then back to the girls in front of him. Mind you, girls who were dressed up akin to Chocobos. Their outfit consisted of scantily golden coloured bikini tops, thigh high stockings and boots that looked like Chocobo feet. Not to mention the feathery plumage behind them and the feathery wing-like gloves. It doesn't help that the girls were grinning at him, giggling at him as they beckon for him to come closer

"Hey, aren't you the one of the Hunters that killed off that Deadeye? Choco-choco thanks!" "Choco-chocobo, your hair have the same colour as our Chocobos! Say, do you want to take a picture with us?" "You're pretty cute for a Hunter, y'know! Come here, Chocobo boy!"

No wonder the guys were grinning from ear-to-ear in the car, refusing to give an inkling of what he was going to see when they arrived there. Everyone that day could still remember the visible flush that was on his cheeks and neck, the male capable of saying yes meekly to the Chocobo Girls' invitation for an impromptu photo session. It was a really, really long day

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"Do you think this looks alright?" You asked, the feathery plumage fluttering as you do a twirl. He swallowed the lump in his throat. Hard. "Yeah, it looks fine, totally fine—" He blurted out, propping his chin up on his hand as he stared up at the figure standing in front of him, baby blue eyes skimming down your form greedily. It doesn't help that his skin is warming up considerably too. He sat up straight, hands reaching out for you and his fingertips grazing your exposed sides "Can I touch it?" He coughed out, shaking his head as he cleared his throat before muttering "Can I touch you?—" His eyes are wide with so much hope pooling in them, his brows arching upwards and his lips pursed in a thin line. A very nervous, quivering line

"You don't have to ask permission," You giggled as a smile blossomed on your pink lips. Lips that he just simply adores. He sucked in a breath sharply, holding it as his gloved hands enveloped around the smooth flesh. He pressed his thumbs into your muscles gently, slowly trailing them upwards while he pulled you closer and closer to him "So pretty," He mumbled, his golden bangs tickling the skin of your breasts as he planted a soft kiss in between them "My very own Chocobo girl who's the cutest," The male added a beat later, letting his lips linger on your skin a while longer before sinking his teeth in, evoking out a gasp of surprise out of your lips. It's so hot. His ears are burning from hearing that precious little noise. "The sexiest," He drawled out, arms snaking around your hips and waist as his hands began to fondle with the straps of the costume "Wanna take these off," He muttered, his fingers hooking into the elastic band of your shorts, sliding them down just enough so he could see your pussy. It was soaking wet, your wetness staining the fabric. His tongue swiped against his lips unconsciously, his eyes narrowing in interest as he pulled the cloth down all the way through before his hands went back to squeeze your thighs, tempted to just swipe the pads of his fingers against your clit "All this just for me?" He questioned, the edges of his eyes crinkling from grinning too widely "Can't wait to fuck you stupid, babe—" The male hastily dragged his other hand to the buckle of his belt, undoing it as he tugged you down to his lap, cock straining against the fabric of his jeans and once he does undo his jeans, he's almost embarrassed of how stiff he was. Keyword; almost. He couldn't care less of about what he feels right now, the only thing he wants to feel is your tight walls enveloping him and clenching down on him like a vice. His blue eyes turned into half-lids as he watched how the head of his cock brush and prod against your soaked folds, your arousal just simply dripping and coating over the flushed tip. He let out a hiss through gritted teeth as you started to lower yourself down, fingers digging into your backside as you take him inch by inch He knew that you had to ease yourself like this every time, your cunny too tight even for his size but fuck, he can't take it anymore—

The blond wrapped his arms around you, muttering a gentle 'Sorry' against the shell of your ear before grabbing a handful of your thighs and forcing you down his cock, the male happily swallowing up your whimper when he pressed his lips on yours. " 'm sorry, 'm sorry—" He chanted, groaning into your mouth as your hips met in rapid succession "Wanted my cock in you so, so, much, princess—" As soon as he said those words, he felt you tighten around his pulsing cock and he nearly sprained his neck from how hard he threw his head back, his brain filled to the brim with the thoughts of your warm pussy and how good it felt to be in it. One of his hands slithered up to grab a fistful of your hair, pulling it back just so he could litter a mess of hickeys on the soft skin of your neck

"That's it, keep-mmh-taking my cock like that," The blond praised, his mouth parted slightly before he moved up to your lips, blue eyes fluttering shut from the taste of your tongue invading his mouth which just made him hasten his pace even more. He had to pull away, he had to. If not, he would've busted his load right then and there and he didn't want that He wanted his sweet, sexy girlfriend to cum first So with another whine leaving his lips, he dragged his hand to be in between your legs, rubbing his fingers on to your clit furiously while you start to squirm in his embrace. The male knew you was close, judging by the way your muscles are tensing up, your moans getting higher in pitch. He wasn't so far behind either, his thrusts mostly consisted of him rutting his pathetic cock in and out as he tried to push the both of you over the edge "P-Prompto, I'm going to—" Your words were cut off by a loud, pleasured cry and it made Prompto lose his mind, your slick juices dribbling down his thighs as he continued to bully his cock into you. It was more than enough for the man to let loose now that your needs were satiated first. With another bruising kiss to your lips, the blond pulled away before putting his entire focus into his pace, not really heeding the constant pleas and whines from you to 'slow down' and be 'gentle' He's almost there, he can feel it. His thighs going taut, his jaws clenched and the constant, throbbing ache in his loins as he kept on going. His persistence was then rewarded, the blond whimpering in pure delight as he felt his sweet girl clenching on him for the third time. His body not even hesitating to just simply flood you with his warmth, your pussy milking his cock for he's worth while you both basked in the sweet, sweet afterglow. He'll worry about the Chocobo costume later on, his brain's too mushed to think about cleaning them and returning them back to the owner. It was a rental after all

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gothfleur · 7 months

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The Prince’s Medic

noctis lucis caelum x gn!reader | sfw | fluff | 1,720 words

summary: after being added to the prince's retinue last minute, reader finds themselves having caught the prince's attention.

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Everyday with the boys was a surprise.

You were a new addition to the princes’ retinue, being added last minute to look after the prince as a medic. If anything were to happen to him, you were the one who had to make sure he saw it through.

Looking after Noctis was a big responsibility, but being able to divide it with the others made it easier to handle.

It was only a few days into your journey to Altissia, and you quickly noticed the boys had a habit of getting off-track. Going on hunts, missions, fetch quests. They fought hard, and though they always came out victorious, they didn’t always come out unharmed. You had already treated so many wounds. And not just from the Prince, but from everyone else in the group!

After a long day of driving, the boys and you decided to pull over and set up camp for the night. This is a nice little spot... you thought to yourself. The camp overlooked Duscae, lake water sparkling as the sun dipped lower and lower under the horizon.

When Gladiolus was finished with setting up your tent, you stepped inside and immediately tossed your backpack on the folding table you used as a medical station. You had some time left until Ignis was done with dinner, so you decided you should take stock on the medical supplies in your bag.

At this rate, you’d probably gone through 3 packs of bandaids. Mostly on Noctis alone. Out of all the boys, it was him who seemed to visit your tent the most. He’d stop by with the smallest of cuts, ones that most certainly could be left to heal by themselves.

... And then he would often proceed to stay around after you patched him up.

He’d make small talk. Asking how your day was, if you’d eaten, what your interests were. You weren’t stupid, you knew this was his way of hanging out with you. He was just too nervous to ask for it directly, opting to cover it up with “just need a band-aid!”

You smiled to yourself. The prince certainly had caught your eye, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have at least a little bit of an interest in him. But, he was a prince. And he was on his way to marry the oracle, who was also his childhood friend.

Maybe his visits were out of platonic affection, maybe he had a romantic interest in you. Part of you wished he did, but you tried to push that thought away. He was practically married already! But then again, as much as you tried to ignore it, you couldn’t deny how his eyes were watching you as you tended to his wounds. Or how his breath seemed to hitch when you touched him. Or even how his skin warmed and his cheeks reddened as you took his temperature with the back of your hand. Or sometimes he’d-

“Y/N? Are you in there?”

A voice from outside the tent pulled you from your thoughts.

“Yup! What’cha need?”

Noctis pulled back the sheet and stepped inside. He clutched his right hand with a rag, a dark red splotch staining the white material.

Speak of the devil...

“Oh jeez, please, sit down.” You motioned to the chair in front of you.

“I was just trying to help Ignis with dinner... turns out I am not good at dicing vegetables. Like, at all.” He sat down and removed the rag, revealing a cut on his pointer finger.

“May I?” You asked, stretching your hand out to take his. Noctis nodded as you lightly took his wrist and observed the wound.

“You’re lucky it’s not deep, you would’ve needed stitches!” Noctis winced as you applied pressure to the still bleeding wound with some gauze.

“Sorry...’ you said, releasing your grip slightly, ‘Can you hold this here for me? I’ll find something to disinfect this with.”

Standing up, you turned to the medical table, finding a bottle of disinfectant and a sterile cloth in your small plastic item organizer.

“This may sting a bit...” you remark, unscrewing the bottle before turning it over onto the cloth.

“It’s okay, I’m stronger than I look, I swear.” The dark haired prince jokes, hand still covering the cut.

You smile, a quiet giggle escaping your mouth.

Crouching in front of him, Noctis removes the gauze. You take his wrist in your hand once again, and begin to clean the wound. You can feel his muscles tense as you gently wipe away the blood.

Looking up, you observe his face. His eyes are scrunched shut, and you can tell he’s biting his bottom lip so as to not let any noise escape.

“I’m sorry, I know how bad this hurts, but I'm almost done!” You say in an attempt to reassure him. However, Noctis just nods his head, eyes unopening as you remove the cloth. Clean enough!

You return to the plastic item organizer, this time grabbing bandages.

“It’s okay to tell me it hurts, you know.”

Noctis opens his eyes, his deep blue gaze piercing right through you. His lips part to speak, but he says nothing. His gaze drops to the floor as you crouch once more.

Slowly, you wrap the bandage around his finger, making sure to not tie it too tightly.

His skin is warm under yours. And surprisingly soft for a man who wields weapons for the better part of a day.

You look back up at him again, his eyes moving from your hands to your face. Warmth creeps up on your cheeks, you look back down and finish wrapping the bandage to escape the growing flutter of butterflies in your stomach.

“How does it feel? Not too tight?” You say, standing up and taking a few steps back.

“Feels a lot better. Thank you, Y/N.” Noctis bends his finger a couple times before looking back at you.

With your work done, Noctis should just head back outside. Your part in helping him was done, over. The smell of Ignis’ cooking began to permeate the air, signaling it was almost time to eat. Yet, neither of you moved. Noctis stayed seated as you kept your gaze on the floor.

“Is there anything else I can do for you?” You say, breaking the silence that had fallen over the two of you.

“There is one more thing... Could you check that cut on my chest? It’s been a few days. Was wondering if I could stop wearing the bandages now.”

“Oh! For sure. I can check that out.” You take a step forward as Noctis’ hands grasp the edge of his black shirt. You quickly averted your eyes to the floor.

Oh my god.

When you first looked after this wound, you weren’t nervous at all. But now, you could feel the tension in the room. There had been one too many wistful glances and the fluttering feeling from earlier was returning.

When you looked back up, Noctis was shirtless.

Don’t look at his face, don’t look at his face, don’t look at his face!

“Can you stand up for me?”

“Mm-hmm.”

Closing the distance, you begin to unwrap the bandages. You prayed he couldn’t see your nervousness. How your hands shook and your breath quickened. It felt as if every cell in your body was tingling, anticipating for something, anything to happen. Loosening the last wrap, the bandages fell to the floor. Leaving Noctis’ skin bare.

All that was left of the cut was a red scar. It was an angry red, a stark contrast against the rest of Noctis’ pale skin. The scarred skin is still a bit bumpy and scabbed, as expected for a healing wound. But hopefully as time passed, the redness would fade and the skin would smoothen.

“So...,’ Noctis began, you looked up at him to see his face was pink, awash with a shy blush, ‘Does it look okay?”

“It’s healed great so far.” You stammer, looking into his eyes.

You both stood still, though closer now. You could feel his breath lightly fanning your face. You could see each eyelash, each mole, how his lips were parted ever so slightly. You heard him inhale, and it felt as if your heart was about to burst from beating so fast. As he opened his mouth to speak, you caught yourself holding your breath.

“Y/N, can I- is it okay If I kiss you?”

“Yes, please.”

Noctis bent down tentatively. your lips only brushed at first, he pulled back briefly before leaning down again and pressing gently into your lips. His mouth was soft, almost pillowy against your own. Warmth spread across your entire body; from the top of your head, and to the tips of your toes. His hand reached up to cup the right side of your face, pulling you closer to him as the kiss deepened.

There was no desperation, no biting, no sloppy attempt at using tongue. There was just you and him, moving together in harmony

You placed your hand atop his while his thumb lightly stroked your face. When he broke the kiss, you immediately missed the feeling of his lips on yours. He pulled back once more, this time enough to look at you. Your tousled hair, your eyes, and your lips, which were now subtly pinker from the gentle pressure of his own.

“You don’t know how long I wanted to do that.” He smiled, looking down at you as you laid your face on his chest to hide your embarrassment. You could hear his heart beating, a rhythm so sweet it could lull you to sleep.

A hand came to rest on the back of your head, smoothing your hair.

You wanted nothing more than to stay here like this forever.

But just then, Prompto burst through the tent door.

“Ooooohhhhh... So that’s what was taking so long in here...’ Prompto’s lips curled into a devilish grin, ‘I’d love to let you have your moment, but like food is ready, so...”

“God! Prompto, get out!” Noct yelled, scrambling to grab his shirt from the chair. Prompto laughed, dashing out of the tent as he yelled for Gladiolus and Ignis.

“He is soooo never letting this go...” you whimper.

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Sleepy

pairing(s): noctis lucis caelum x fem!reader

genre: fluff | oneshot

warning(s): noctis being everything and more | cuss words

wc: ?

notes: can be seen as platonic or romantic. bold for noctis' pov!! this was written with sephiroth pre-crisis core in mind but it seemed too ooc so i changed it for our darling noct // im literally a split second away from crying my eyes out pls help // 6:33AM

It wasnt unlike Noctis to rent out a hotel room after a particularly rough day out. Hell, after the amount of dungeons we had gone through, paired with bounties and the ungodly amount of demons that showed up on the way to Lestallum, it was expected of Noct to rent a room.

Even now, after taking a much deserved shower and eating my weight in cup noodles - per Gladio's request - I can feel the lingering discomfort of the day.

Ignis and Gladio are having a rather heated debate on what they deem a 'real meal' while Prompto lays at the end of one of the beds, phone above his face and threatening to fall when he loses his grip. Noctis is washing up in the bathroom, making the most out of the almost lavish effect of actually sleeping inside.

I've taken it upon myself to sort everyones clothes out, as to avoid Gladio accidentally wearing and effectively ripping a pair of Prompto's boxers again.

It's a wonder how they've all gotten this far without breaking more than what they already have, even with Ignis taking charge.

I make one last check around the room. Everyone's washed up and changed into actual sleepwear for a change. The place is reletively clean despite the dirt we tracked in and our rubbish is in the bin.

Noctis strolls out and into the room, musing with his now wet and unstyled hair. His hair is mostly flat save for the random locks sticking out after his hand's gone through it.

I chuckle at the sight of Prompto slapping Noct's ass while he moves to the empty bed. Noct practically jumps before swatting back at Prompto.

I take the chance to walk up to the two, wrapping my arms around Noct's waist from behind and leaning into him.

"As entertaining as it is to see you two playing around, I seem to recall a promise of relaxing before bed"

Prompto laughs at Noctis' face of realisation.

"Ah~, I did promise that, didn't I?"

I let go of him then, sitting down on the empty bed.

"Mhmm, right after we fought that damned Jabberwock"

Noctis chuckles then, turning towards me and running a hand over the top of my head.

"Better keep my promise then, hm?"

He practically melts into the bed when he sits at the headboard, an immediate look of content covering his face.

I can hear Ignis and Gladio moving out to the small veranda then, Prompto almost sliding off his bed in his effort to talk to the two.

My eyes zero in on Noctis once again. He's looking at me curiously, a flicker of amusement passes.

"Well? Come here"

He pats his thighs then.

"... what?"

He's a second away from laughing.

"You heard me"

I hesitate then, conflicted.

He leans forward, taking my hands in his before leaning back, forcing me to move with him despite myself.

I'm sitting on his lap before I can stop myself, legs on either side of him and chest pressed almost against his.

"I can't imagine this is comfortable for you"

I'm about to push off of him but he's already got his arms around me, pulling me back down.

"You'd be surprised"

He's got me pinned down, not just with his arms around me but also his stare. He looks utterly delighted, and not only that, he's smiling.

"Relax. I made a promise, right? Let me keep it"

I sigh after a moment, letting myself sink further against him. My arms are around his shoulders, head resting comfortably in the crook of his neck. One of his arms remains around my waist while the other comes up, hand in my hair and running through it.

With the low buzz of the outside world, the chatter of the boys, the steady breath and movement of the boy holding me, even the dim lighting of the room, it's surprisingly comfortable.

Truthfully, I wish I'd asked Noctis for this before.

It's a much deserved break from the world, not just for myself but also Noctis.

I can feel myself dozing off, relaxing further into him.

"Y/n..."

I murmer a response, pulling back blearily to look at him.

He stops short of whatever he was about to say, staring back at me.

I can feel the tired pout on my lips as he continues to do nothing but stare.

"What is it?"

That seems to break him out of whatever trance he was in.

He blinks back at me.

Then his head is tilting slightly to the side and I can feel his hand moving away from my hair and to the side of my face. I lean into it subconsciously.

"It's nothing. Go to sleep, alright?"

"You- you made me look at your stupid face just so you could say it's nothing?"

He chuckles, brushing the hair out of my face.

"Sure, Y/n, I wanted you to look at my stupid face"

I almost groan at his words.

"You know I don't mean it," I let myself relax again, leaning further into his hand.

"you're pretty and you know it"

I barely process the words leaving my mouth, but he definitely does.

It takes a moment, but then I'm hot in the cheeks and hiding my face in his chest.

"You think I'm pretty?"

I whine despite myself, swatting lazily at his shoulder.

"It's okay, I think you're pretty too"

His words linger in my mind as he runs his hand over the back of my head comfortingly.

I find myself drifting off in his arms, content despite his words taking up all my thoughts.

Prompto's voice carries over as he comes back inside, Gladio and Ignis in tow. It's loud and carefree, and usually I wouldn't care, but with Y/n sleeping on top of me, there's a certain level of noise in mind.

" -then he said that there was a demon lady who-"

"Prompto"

My voice cuts through his words and three pairs of eyes dart to me.

"Would you mind?"

Prompto's eyes seem to take in the sleeping form on top of me and he claps a hand over his mouth.

"Sorry, Noct!"

The three of them practically tip toe their way over, sitting on the empty bed.

"I take it Y/n's asleep, then"

Ignis eyes her curiously.

"Fell asleep a couple minutes ago"

My response is quiet, cautious. My hand is running over her back now.

"I see. The days events have taken their toll, it would seem"

It's quiet for a moment.

Until Gladio speaks that is.

"Guess you're sleeping with us, bud"

His hand clasps over Prompto's shoulder.

Prompto looks unusually disturbed by that statement.

"Do I really need to, Noct? Please tell me I don't"

The beds are big, but they sure as hell aren't fit for three people, especially when one is Gladio. I cant tell Prompto to sleep with him and Ignis, and he sure as hell cant sleep on the floor after today.

"You can sleep here, just be quiet"

Prompto nods eagerly, standing up and rounding the bed to lay down on the other side.

Ignis has turned the light off by this point.

"Goodnight everyone. Oh, and Noct, please do remember to lay down, else you'll hurt your back"

I let out a noise of recognition as Prompto and Gladio say their goodnights.

The night feels ever more present now, with the darkness, the quiet, the warmth on top of me. It's a wonder if I'll fall asleep like this.

I dont mind if thats the case.

Y/n shifts slightly, burrowing further into me. I can hear Prompto letting out a quiet "so cute" and I fight off my smile, holding onto the sleeping girl just that bit tighter.

I definitely don't mind.

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