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mrswint3rs · 4 months
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        Camping               
paring- ignis x fem reader
decription- during yet another night of camping with the chocobros, you discover your tent is unusable for the night. you end up having to share with ignis.
25 days of Kinkmas DAY 2 - claustrophilia
       NSFW WARNING:
                 contains- Needy Ignis, brief dry humping, unprotected sex, brief fingering, spoon fucking, both touched deprived, claustrophillia, amateur writing
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"Ahh... I've been trying to make this stew for hours and it just won't come together," Ignis sighs heavily, putting down the wooden spoon he's been stirring the pot with and running his hand through his hair.
It's the end of a long day, and the group is in an isolated encampment, exhausted from another day of hunting and crisis. You've noticed Ignis trying to cook, but something has clearly gone awry, and the usually calm and collected advisor is beginning to become a little frazzled. Gladio is setting up the tents meanwhile Noct and Prompto are playing around. "Need some help, Iggy?" You ask.
"You needn't bother yourself with this," he starts, "But yes, I could use an extra hand." You can see he's starting to get frustrated, a rare sight. You take it into your own hands and work your magic. The stew just needed some thickening up and luckily you had decent cooking experience. Using an old trick, you solved the issue. "Impressive. I wasn't aware you could cook." He hums in approval, noting your hidden talent. "Oh it's nothing...really." You counter modestly. That was another thing Ignis noticed about you, constantly denying and undermining your own skills. He always found that trait endearing.
"It's getting dark," he starts to fix everyone's bowls, "how are the tents coming along, Gladio?" You glance over to see there's only two out of the usual three tents pitched. Usually, Prompto, Noct and Gladio would share the 3 man tent and you and Ignis had your own smaller ones. The boys thought it would be the right thing to do to let you have your own tent, since you were a lady. "There's a giant hole in this one," Gladiolus grumbles, "dunno what the hell happened." It's a shame you wasted your gil on that tent for nothing. "So where exactly am I sleeping tonight then?" You ask, even though you're pretty sure you already know who you'll be sharing with. "You're gonna have to share with Ignis," Gladio confirms your assumption, "ours is cramped enough as it is." You nod and sit down with your bowl of stew by the fire, enjoying the warmth.
Iggy and the others follow your lead, scarfing down their food quickly before heading to their designated sleeping spots. You're the last one to head to bed, actually savoring your food. You make your way to Ignis's tent after putting out the campfire. "Are you still awake?" You whisper softly, in case he isn't. He scoots over as much as he can to make room for you. "Yes, i'm up." You situate yourself, getting comfortable laying beside him. Being back to back, you can feel his warmth. Suddenly you're really aware of how cramped this tiny tent actually is with two people. You and Ignis have never actually been this close either. As he rolls over, you feel yourself stiffen. You can feel the heat of his soft breathing against the back of your neck. If you backed up even the slightest you'd be pressed right up against him. Part of you wants to, but you're too nervous to actually do that. You didn't want to make things even more awkward.
"Are you cold?" Ignis speaks up, his voice was soft but it still startled you. You shake your head in denial, you weren't that cold. "You're shivering." he counters. "N-no really I'm..." You're interrupted at the feeling of his body pressing against yours. His arms wrap around your waist, hands resting on your lower stomach. "I'll just have to keep you warm." he whispers softly into your ear, sending a tightening feeling to your core. You didn't know what to say. You're not opposed to this but you never expected to be spooning with Ignis at the end of the night. Not to mention, you hadn't been touched in a long time. His thumb was rubbing slightly over your shirt in comforting strokes.
As innocent as it seemed, Ignis found himself getting excited. He could smell the scent of your flowery shampoo. Your lower half fit just right against him. He felt like a pervert for getting aroused at such a simple thing, but he couldn't help it. He prayed you couldn't feel how hard he was. He's supposed to be a gentleman but being so close to you, feeling the softness of your skin against his was all too much. He could hardly control his urges.
In an act of desperation, he brings his hand under your shirt, brushing across your midriff. His hands were kind of rough yet soft at the same time, the sensation making you shiver. "Is this too much?" He asks. You shake your head once more. "No, it's fine." you reassure. In truth you wanted more. You definitely weren't cold anymore with the combination of his body heat and your growing flustered feelings. He rubs circles on your lower abdomen, gradually going lower and lower. He pulls himself tighter against you, one of his legs pushing between yours wanting to be as close as he can be. "Can I go further?" He asks and waits for your confirmation. At your nod of consent, his hand slides into the waistband of your pants. His fingers rub through the cloth of your panties. The situation felt so unreal you almost thought you were dreaming. It definitely wasn't a dream though, his teasing of your clit was making you even hotter. He could hardly believe his own actions. He's never been this bold and he doesn't know what's come over him. The feeling of your plush thighs and ass trapped right against his length drove him mad. His hand traveled underneath your panties to feel your wetness. His slender fingers rub at your clit for a moment longer before finding their way inside you. You were dripping wet, and so tight. "Ignis..." you moan softly. "Shhh," he hushes you, "Stay quiet for me darling. We don't want the others to find out, we'd never hear the end of it." You try to stay quiet, letting out breathier moans.
Your sweet sounds only fuel his growing arousal. His hips jerk instinctively grinding into you. He starts to pant in your ear at the overwhelming sensation. "I need you so badly," he breathes, "please..." His words made you tighten, you've never seen this side of him before. You slowly start to remove your pants, pushing them down below your thighs and allowing him an opening. "You can have me." you reply. Without hesitation he follows suit, removing his own pants and letting his cock spring free from his boxers. You've never been in a 'heat of the moment' scenario before this. It was thrilling to say the least.
He grips the base of his throbbing member, rubbing it up and down your wet slit before aligning himself at your entrance. Slowly, he starts to push just the tip in to get a feel. You clench around him, sucking him in. You let out a whimper, louder than intended as he goes deeper. His free hand quickly wraps around to muffle you, covering your mouth. "Shhh," he coos, struggling to keep his own voice under wraps, "quiet down dear." His tone was so gentle. He's now submerged as deep as he can reach inside you. Ignis starts thrusting slowly, letting out a low groan. "My word..." His pace begins to quicken as if he can't get enough, your slick walls milking him for all he's worth. The head of his cock hits your sweet spot repeatedly as he spoon fucks you from behind. You continue to let muffled moans into his hand. You're clenching around him so hard he can't control his hips. He ruts into you with desperate need, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he pants and whines. There's no way the guys in the neighboring tent couldn't hear. Everything was still and silent except for the two of you. All the lewd sounds of your pussy gushing with each thrust, the slight swish of the tent as his hips grind into you. This was the greatest thing Ignis had ever experienced.
His hand tightened against your mouth and he could feel your consistent heavy breathing from your nose. He could feel himself getting close. He continues pounding into you, his voice getting even more pathetic and needy as he feels so much needed pleasure. You start to squeeze down on him even tighter when you begin to reach your peak as well. "I'm so close," he whines into your neck, "you're gripping me so tightly.." He can't stop the jerking of his hips enough to pull out, you had such a tight hold on him. His cock twitches, painting your walls with his sticky cum. You release almost at the same time as he does, the desperation in his voice as he filled you- stimulating your orgasm. He starts to slow in his weakened state, hardly able to breathe from the ecstasy he was feeling. You felt his hand loosen its grip and fall away from your mouth, giving you the chance to catch your breath as well.
Completely drained, he pulls out of you and leaving you feeling empty as his seed starts to spill out of you. His body goes limp against yours, his face still burrowed into you. "That was the best I've ever felt." He confesses. You take the opening and interlock your fingers with his, keeping his arms tight around you. He sighs, nuzzling into you and holding you close. "I've always wanted you."
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sageteapost · 1 year
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| Chocobros Dating Drabbles |
[ Noctis Lucis Caelum, Ignis Scientia, Prompto Argentum, Gladiolus Amicitia x GN! Reader ]
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TW & CW + Tags: None. No major spoilers mentioned. [All separate pairings. All established relationships. GN! reader.]
Summary: Quick little dating drabbles with each of the chocobros, just overall cuteness and fluff.
[(A/N): Hey hey!! My first FFXV piece. Not requested, but I REALLY wanted to make these since I've started playing recently. No major spoilers please!! I'd appreciate it a lot. As always, enjoy!]
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Noctis:
Noctis loves, and I mean LOVES sleeping. Or napping. He feels at peace in this state and he can rest from the chaos of the world, even for a bit.
With you in his life, expect to be pulled into multiple cuddle sessions with him. On the couch, in a bed, or even in the Regalia. Doesn't matter. If he's going to bed, he's dragging your ass to sleep. And he's not afraid to pout and whine a bit if you refuse.
He's usually the bigger spoon, but he doesn't mind being the little spoon as well. Or any position really. As long as he senses your presence, he'll sleep like a baby.
To Noctis, these are special and soft moments to him. The feeling of your bodies close to one another feels so intimate, yet so sweet. He feels safe and it relaxes his mind to know that you're in his arms. Safe and sound.
Ignis:
Oh Iggy. First off, if you ever ask if you could accompany him by helping in the kitchen, he'd happily agree. How could he not. Don't know how to cook? Don't worry! He'll teach you every you'll need to know.
He appreciates hearing constructive criticism or ideas for a new recipe. Not only does he find it helpful, but it also lets him know that you care about him and his interests.
Something Ignis has grown to love over the course of your relationship; is simply spending quiet time together. Reading books quietly, or you resting your head on his lap while he reads a story out loud to you.
You make him feel at ease. Although it doesn't look like it, being on the road makes him tired. And if he can at least get some quiet, alone time with you, Ignis is a happy man.
Gladio:
Look at this giant and lovable golden retriever. Gladio can be and looks like a tough guy, but he's a softie and a romantic at heart.
Always teasing you. Lightheartedly. He loves seeing you flustered and that man is not afraid to make you do so. But he's also the king of giving you compliments that'll make you swoon.
Gladio would watch Disney movies with you if you asked him to do so. He at first denies that he likes them (secretly loves Beauty and the Beast) but eventually he breaks and will start singing along to the songs.
No matter what, he'll protect you always. He may be the King's Shield, but when it comes to you, he'll keep you safe from any and all danger. Even if it costs him his life.
Prompto:
Aww, the little chocobean. Prompto is literally like a ball of sunshine. He strives to make you smile and laugh, even if he uses bad corny jokes to do so.
Will ask—no, beg you to come to see the chocobos with him. Race with them, feed them, and definitely take a couple of pictures together while you're there.
Speaking of taking pictures, if you let him, Prompto always take snapshots of you whenever he finds the perfect spot to do so. One time in Lestallum, he snuck a quick kiss to your cheek and caught your surprised expression on camera. Needless to say, it's his favorite shot of you.
At the end of the day, he loves you dearly. You bring him so much happiness into his life and give him another reason to keep going. The only thing he could ever ask is this; don't break his heart and leave him behind.
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rosemary-morgan · 10 months
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FFXV - HC’s about your pregnancy and how the boys would take care of you
Female Reader
I have some cute ideas in mind 🖤 Let your dearest boy take care of you 💋 I want to thank everyone who read and support my stuff.
A big thank you to my dear friend @fangirl-ramblings​ 🖤 she has been beta reading for me 🌹
(Pictures/GIF are not mine! Found on Pinterest/Google/tumblr)  
Characters: Prompto, Nyx Ulric, Cor Leonis, Gladio and Ignis
Warning: Pregnant reader, some argument, mention of love making
A little reminder: Requests are open 😋
Prompto:
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⦁When you tell Prompto about your pregnancy, he is overjoyed! He can't stop kissing you, he even cries because he is so happy! And you cry with him.
⦁He immediately tells the good news to his friends and they of course rejoice with him. It will not be easy to choose a godfather for the child.
⦁He thinks you are the most beautiful woman in the world. Seeing you like this, with your beautiful round belly, makes him very happy. A part of him lives in you now.
⦁Prompto is so excited! He is already buying so many things for the unborn child. Clothes, toys and books of fairy tales, so he can read them to his child every night.
⦁Prompto gets you everything you feel like. No matter how crazy your cravings are, he would willingly drive hundreds of miles to see you happy. Even in the middle of the night he will get you your favorite ice cream if you ask for it.
⦁He will protect you and the little one with his life.
⦁When fears and worries rob you of your sleep, Prompto will tell you with that sweet voice of his, that everything will be fine. You will hear words full of love that will make your heart laugh again.
⦁He will probably freak out if you get hurt or catch some illness. He will take good care of you, but overacting sometimes.
⦁On the nights when you are in his arms, he is even more tender and loving than he already is. He loves you and the little one in your belly. Sometimes he sings to his child. Softly and in a gentle voice, while he lovingly looks at you and caressing your belly.
Nyx Ulric:
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⦁ Your pregnancy is not planned at all and you are afraid to tell him that you are expecting a his child.
⦁ Nyx is speechless at first and just stares at you with wide eyes. You don't know what's going on in his head and what he's thinking about, and that makes you very nervous. Does he want this child? Is he going to freak out now?
⦁ Your anxiety grows as no reaction comes from Nyx. But when he sees your tears and the sad expression on your face, he wakes up from his trance. He can't stand to see you so sad and immediately wraps you in his arms "Hey, hey... it's alright. It's okay."
⦁ Nyx is very loving and also understanding. He loves you more than anything. As time goes by, Nyx becomes more and more excited that you are expecting a child from him. A little being that grows inside you. A greater gift you could not offer him.
⦁ However, he is concerned about whether he can provide you and the baby with the life you deserve. He will do anything to make you happy.
⦁ His worries are great, but when he sees you, full of joy and also full of love, he forgets his fears. In you he has met his soul mate.
⦁ Your nights are full of love and passion. Nyx shows you how beautiful you are and how much he desires you.
⦁ Nyx and you become even closer.
⦁ Nyx will no longer risk his life so recklessly, for he has a great responsibility. He chooses his missions carefully and is highly concentrated.
⦁ He informs himself about pregnancy, gets books and guidebooks, so that he is prepared for the coming weeks and months. He supports you where he can, because he knows that pregnancy is not an easy thing.
⦁ When your baby is born, he doesn't leave your side and when he finally sees this sweet little creature, his beautiful blue eyes shimmer with tears. "I love you. Both of you", he says as he strokes your hair and kisses you full of love.
Cor Leonis:
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⦁ You have been trying to have a child for a long time, but it doesn't happen so easily for you.
⦁ The more time goes by and you don't succeed, the more unhappy you are about it. It is your greatest wish, but Cor also wishes to start a family.
⦁ You start to doubt yourself and are afraid that Cor might leave you. Even though you know deep inside that he would never do that. He loves you and wants to share his life with you.
⦁ But one day, when you think all hope is lost a small miracle happens, You can hardly believe it, but it happened!
⦁ Cor can hardly believe it when he comes home and you give him this beautiful news.
⦁ You kiss each other in tears, Cor showers you with kisses. He can't put into words how happy he is. Lovingly he embraces your face, looks at you with tears and smiles. "I love you, Y/N."
⦁ He lifts you in his arms and takes you to the bedroom where he loves you with passion. It's a long night of you making love. You lose all sense of time, because you are in your own world, forgetting everything around you...
⦁ Cor works less to be there for you.
⦁ You take many walks in nature and when you are not feeling well, he lovingly takes care of you.
⦁ You love his kisses on your belly, you like the way he looks at you; full of love and affection. You have found the man to spend the rest of your life with
Gladio:
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⦁ Gladio is completely shocked at first. This was not planned at all! He literally panics!
⦁ He becomes louder, asks you how this is supposed to work? Because as I said, it was not planned at all! He thinks he is completely unsuitable as a father. He has other obligations and can not also take care of a child!
⦁ His extremely negative reaction shocks you. You try to calm him down, but Gladio is much too upset.
⦁ "This shouldn't have happened! Damn it, Y/N!" He doesn't think about what he's saying "What are you doing to me, Y/N?!"
⦁ After that sentence, you can't hold back your tears and Gladio sees that too. He sees your shocked expression and immediately regrets his words. But we know how stubborn he can be and he doesn't even apologize to you at first.
⦁ He leaves the apartment, because he first needs a clear head. He must gain distance from you in order not to hurt you even more. Gladio really regrets his words, but he needs to be alone for now.
⦁ His friend Ignis manages to calm him down and give him some advice. As a result, Gladio calms down and his feelings don't take over his mind. Rational thinking is now the order of the day.
⦁ Gladio really loves you very much and he wants to be there for you.
⦁ When he comes home and finds you crying in your shared bed, it breaks his heart. He asks you for forgiveness and holds you tightly in his arms. "I am so sorry. Please, forgive me. Please, Y/N..."
⦁ He knew what an idiot he had been and deeply regrets it.
⦁ Gladio is very gentle and affectionate in dealing with you. He treats you as if you were made of glass.
⦁ And if anyone is rude or rough with you, oh, God have mercy on them! He becomes overprotective.
⦁ He shows a lot of understanding when your hormones go crazy.
⦁ Lying in his lap, he strokes your hair and is so happy about the course his life has taken.
Ignis:
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⦁ When you tell Ignis the happy news, he is overjoyed! You made him the proudest man in the world. His beautiful wife brings new life into the world! Who would not be happy and proud?
⦁ You both knew from the beginning that you wanted children. You didn't want to wait long to have them and now you are going to be very young parents.
⦁ Ignis takes care of you as if you were the greatest treasure on earth. Well, he did that before, but now his protective instinct has also become stronger.
⦁ Ignis cooks you meals that are healthy, but also very tasty! So no boring dishes, just really fancy things!
⦁ Ignis knows that you are going through a special time and that you need every support, and you will get it from him. He does most of the housework because he doesn’t want you to overwork yourself.
⦁ He will prepare baths for you, with fragrant oils, and petals of flowers. And while you take a bath, he admires you, caressing your belly, while he keeps looking at you gently. Full of love.
⦁ He often makes trips with you. Your favorite destination is Galdin Quay. There you spend passionate nights together.
⦁ Sometimes, you sit on the beach at night and look at the stars in the sky. You talk about your future. These evenings will remain in your memory for a long time, because they are very special.
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tonberry-yoda · 11 months
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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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shellswritesstuff · 1 year
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ffxv polyship roadtrip passing time making cute shit in the car :D
TYSM FOR THE ASK !!
Polyship!Chocobros x Reader [Drabble- SFW] Braaacelets!
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Another loooong drive was ahead of the group. The lot of you have found a bunch of ways to pass the time roadtripping, some more interesting than others. Today’s time killer? Making bracelets! With Iggy behind the wheel, and honestly, more than happy to sit and listen, the shenanigans ensue. 
“Uhhh, babes?” Prompto called out to the car. “Is this right?” To which one of you? Well.. narrowing it down to the only one of the group who knows a lick about the craft at hand, you answer. 
“Lemme see.” The blonde awkwardly holds up his mess of paracord to you. When making these sort of bracelets, the two working ends need to be even. Sweet sunshine over here had three working strings, which you didn’t know was possible. With a few tugs and a pat on the head for good measure and reassurance, crisis averted. 
“Aaaand you take the opposite side’s string and thread it through the loop you’ve made..” The trio listened carefully to your words, trying their best to imitate. Noct was oddly concentrated for a change, landing it first try. He wiggled his eyebrows at Gladio, who’s large hands have done him dirty. “Mmmm..” He rolled his eyes at the prince. 
You shifted from your tight spot between the two and leaned forward to whisper something to Prompto. “Big.. meaty.. claws..” 
Miles and minutes passed, and the crafting kept going. With questions here and there, it was going well! It made you feel a certain way, seeing your boys take interest in little things like this. For a moment, it makes you forget why you’re on this trip in the first place. As of right now, you were a group of lovers in a fancy car, making bracelets to pass the time. Prince who?
Prompto was making one for Iggy, Noct for you, you for Gladio, and Gladio for Noct. And when there was a pit stop or some traffic, Iggy had started a bracelet for Prompto. He was a quick learner, and made an extra juuust in case.
“Sooo..” Noctis spoke from his perch atop the Regalia. “Y/N, why’d you pick neon pink for Gladdy?” 
Before you could find a joking reply, Gladio butted in. “Because real men wear pink. Bright pink.” 
“It’s like asking why he’s using all black for you Noct!” Prompto made eye contact with him through the mirror. “You know.. Because you’re emo.” 
That one got a laugh from Ignis, who was quickly reminded by Gladio about his own emo phase.
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sanjismywhore · 11 months
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Brain and Heart
Ignis Scientia x reader
Warnings: Fluff, rejection
Requested by @batsandbirdsposts
Tysm for making this request! I hope you like it!!! (I’m sorry it took so long 😭)
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Stepping outside, you stared out at the sky full of stars above. Even if they couldn’t deliver any comfort tonight, you needed this moment to clear your head.
Then you heard the soft crackle of the fire. When you turned your head, A small luminescent campfire glowed at the center of camp. Ignis was sitting next to the flame.
His features were softened by the glow of the fire. A soft streak of light highlighted his face. His hair was disheveled, contrasting with his usual spiked pompadour.
He looked content… almost ethereal, like some sort of celestial being. You approached slowly, to not startle him, “Hey there, Specs.”
He didn’t look surprised when he caught sight of you and simply said, “Care to join me?”
As he gestured towards the ground, you walked towards him and sat next to the small patch of grass he was patting.
Ignis shifted into a more comfortable pose before breaking the silence with his eloquence. “It’s not like you to be up so late…” Looking directly at the embers of the campfire, he continued. “Is something troubling you?”
“I could ask the same,” You tried to give him a smile despite the abrupt awkwardness in the silence.
For a short moment, Ignis said nothing. He kept his gaze firmly planted on the embers as they rose into the air. “It’s been difficult to fall asleep lately…” His voice softened, then so did his eyes as he looked at the sky.
A sigh left your lips as you ran a hand through your hair. “Same here… Something’s been on my mind.” You swallowed hard, almost too afraid to admit it.
You fiddled with your hands in your lap, staring at the fire alongside him.
His gaze drifted from the stars, towards you, and settled on your face. It seemed as though he wanted to say something else but he refrained. He merely kept his eyes on you, a silent plea for you to continue.
So you did, “It’s about Noct…” you paused, taking a deep breath. “How much I care about him.”
Ignis observed your face, his eyes boring into yours, which somehow brought you comfort. He sighed quietly, “I think we all feel that way…” He glanced at the flames dancing in front of him.
After a few moments, his voice returned to normal, sounding distant. “Perhaps you shouldn’t dwell on your feelings… But don’t forget who you are. We will never lose Noctis, but we should not hold onto him so tightly.” A faint hint of concern shone briefly in his eyes. “We all love him…” Then he added in a softer tone, “even if he has trouble showing it in return.”
That statement gave you pause.
“That’s not what I meant-“ You said, trying to explain your point of view to him. But then you realized that you weren’t even sure what you meant. “I just… wish things were different.”
“You wish he would’ve chosen you instead of Lunafreya? You have feelings for him, do you not?” He interjected with utmost speed and punctuation.
You shook your head vehemently. “Not really. I mean, yes. Of course, I do. But that’s not the point.” Iggy’s glass fogged up with surprise, but it was only faint. “What exactly is the point of this talk, (Name)?”
“I don’t know…” You replied truthfully, looking anywhere but at him. Silence descended on the two of you again. You leaned backward until you were laying flat on your back, staring up at the black sky. You felt yellow all over, going stiff from the anxiousness.
Neither of you spoke until Ignis broke the silence once again. “Do you love Noct?” His emerald gaze fell upon you once more. The question caught you off guard not because of its nature, but because of his tone when he asked. He sounded anxious.
It sent a shiver down your spine, making you want to curl into yourself even further. You wondered if you should lie. “Well… I… uh…” Words wouldn’t come to you. Cottonmouthed, all you could manage was a defeated sigh. “Yes, I love him…”
At that simple answer, Ignis visibly relaxed, although you could tell the tension in his shoulders wasn’t entirely gone. “I see,” he muttered softly.
The fire was beginning to die out, getting dimmer and dimmer. “And yet, you do not pursue anything. What happens to the relationship between you and him if you keep waiting?” The fire cast eerie shadows over both of you; the flickering light made it seem like the two of you were facing each other.
You slowly rose back into a sitting position. “I want to tell him, I do. But…” You paused again. The words stuck in your throat.
“But I don’t think it would go well.” You balled up your fists against your leg, looking at the ground sheepishly.
Ignis draped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you close to him. “A confession isn’t guaranteed to change the circumstances. All one can do is hope. That hope may be futile, but that doesn’t mean it shouldn’t be attempted.”
You leaned your head against his shoulder, shrouding yourself in silence for yet another long moment. “How do you get to be so wise, Iggy?”
As expected, a warm chuckle escaped his lips. “Human nature I suppose.” He squeezed your shoulder gently before releasing his grip, “Though I’m not as knowledgeable as I seem.”
He turned his head slightly and looked at you. Although it might have looked innocent, it held the slightest trace of worry within it. “There are times when people need encouragement to make their way forward. And I am always here to assist.”
His expression softened, turning gentle.
You smiled weakly in response. Just after a while, he stood up from the ground, looking down at you and offering his hand. “Get some rest. Tomorrow might bring with it many chances for you.”
The next day, you woke up with a heavy feeling inside your chest. The sun shone brightly through the tent flap, painting everything orange and yellow.
It was a new day, and you were brimming with confidence thanks you Iggy’s encouragement.
Leaving the tent, you immediately searched for Noctis. Though he wasn’t at the camp when you searched around.
Noctis was sitting near the lake’s shore, holding a sword in the palm of his hand as he watched the water. He looked like he was roughed up pretty well; no doubt he was training with Gladio all morning.
Seemingly lost in thought, the prince had a vacant look on his face as though he was thinking deeply about something. Every so often his hand would run over the blunt end of the blade before looking at the lake once again.
His features were hardened by the reflection of the lake on his skin, shielding the scenery around him in a soft blue dye. His eyes were narrowed with a cold expression that gave you butterflies just by looking into them.
Hair disheveled, and skin covered in bruises, Noct managed to look as majestic as ever.
After a few moments of watching him silently, you took a deep breath and decided enough was enough. “Hey, Noct.” You greeted him in a cheery tone as you approached him.
At hearing your voice, Noctis looked up and blinked. “Hey,” he managed in an exhausted tone. There were dark rings under his eyes; not having gotten enough rest either. And didn’t seem to be in the mood to talk.
“Gladio beat your ass again?” You chuckled softly with an amused smile tugging at your lips as you crossed your arms.
Noct only scoffed and rolled his eyes at the comment, planting his sword on the ground. “Only cause he’s a monster. All about ‘power’ and ‘strength’… Stuff like that…” He groaned as he stood up, rubbing the hell out of his sore neck.
Stepping away from the rock you were just leaning on, you moved closer—leaving enough space between the two of you. “I could give you some pointers if you wanna try again-“ At the utterance of your suggestion, he cut your words short.
“Yeah right. I’m done.” He interjected almost comically, sitting on the grass and then falling onto his back. “I don’t think I can take any more of this.” He threw his arms out, causing the grass under his arms to rustle.
A small laugh escaped you as you sat beside him, looking up at the clouds in the sky, which appeared to be forming a perfect circle. “It’s only for a little while longer,” You turned to him with a hopeful look in your eyes.
“Once you get married…“
Suddenly the air was taken from your lungs. Your body went rigid as the words registered in your brain. “Married…” You repeated much quieter; your mood turned sour.
Noctis seemed to sense your sudden shift, as his gaze shifted towards you, softening as he studied your reaction.
For a brief moment, you saw confusion and uncertainty flash across his face before he completed your statement. “Yeah… Once I marry Luna, we’ll have an advantage over the empire.” He raised a brow at you as if you weren’t already aware of the fact.
You swallowed hard, trying not to grimace from the embarrassment you felt at the moment. “Right…” You managed to breathe out, clearing your throat. “Then you’ll be leaving… With her?”
Noctis raised both brows and leaned in your direction. “Of course not. Where did you get that idea?” Even though he didn’t sound annoyed, but rather curious, it still caused you to shrink down a bit inside.
You looked away, avoiding his curious gaze. “Nothing... just wondering…” An intense amount of heat flowed to your face, making you sweat.
Silence engulfed the pair of you again, and tension continued to grow stronger by the minute. It didn’t help that tears were beginning to spill from your eyes, yet you didn’t know why.
“What’s wrong?” He prodded, scooting closer to examine you. However, you were afraid of what might happen if you looked back at him.
You sniffled, “Because…”
Your head hung low from the embarrassment you felt. Taking a moment to wipe your eyes until they turned dark and puffy, you sucked up every ounce of courage you had left, forcing out:
“Because I love you.”
Noct’s hitching breath was uncomfortably audible, “What?” He was taken aback by your words. His body went stiff as he sat there wide-eyed and genuinely surprised,
“You love me?” He repeated a soft utterance of your words, leaning back on his palms and continuing to look at you. “Like, really love me?”
You only managed to nod your head. A few more minutes of silence passed before you began to curl up into a ball.
“I know it makes no difference when I tell you,” Your eyes stayed fixed on the grass in front of you. You couldn’t stand to even imagine the look in his eyes anymore. “But I wanted to.”
He sighed, running his fingers over the grass as he stared straight at the lake, “I always saw us as just friends. You, me, and the guys…”
Visibly uncomfortable with his choice of wording, Noct searched for a better term for his feelings. “I like you all the same.”
“As friends…” You returned in a gloomy tone.
“No, more than that…” He shook his head and waves his hand out in front of him like he was denying your statement. With a frustrated grunt, he forced out the only thing he would think of:
“I love you as a family!”
It didn’t hurt as much as you thought it would. The word “family” hit you right in the feels and almost brought fresh tears to your eyes, but the heartache was soon replaced with a wave of relief.
“That’s the only way I can say it,” Noctis showed a hint of remorse for making you feel upset. “Sorry…” His apology was genuine, though I necessary since he wasn’t at fault for anything.
“I’m sorry for getting all mopey…” You uttered in a quiet tone, calming yourself down until your breathing was even again. “I knew what to expect and shot for it anyway,” You laughed softly, wiping your tears on your sleeve.
You felt pathetic crying over something like this, but Noct was surprisingly understanding.
He stood up from the grass, offering a hand to you. You accepted it, allowing him to pull you up off the ground.
After brushing yourself off a bit, you glanced back up at Noct and saw that his arms were outstretched. An invitation for a hug—something he rarely ever did.
You took the chance, hugging him tight. Closing your eyes, you used the time to lean into him and let your bodies sync in both pulse and movement. You sighed,
“Thank you for listening.” You mumbled into his shoulder, holding him tighter with a tender embrace. He patted your back gently, saying nothing before pulling away.
You could tell by the expression on his face that he probably wanted to say something else but decided against it in the end. “You gonna be okay?” He asked awkwardly.
You nodded, “I think so.”
Walking back uphill to the haven, you noticed Gladio, Prompto, and Ignis packing up the camp as they prepared for the next voyage.
As they spotted you walking toward them, they waved excitedly, “Yo! You’ve been gone for a while now. Did something happen?” Prompto inquired, dropping everything as he faced you.
“Was just talking to Noct over there…” You pointed behind yourself, continuing to walk towards them.
As Ignis stepped away from his makeshift kitchen space, he stepped towards you cautiously. “How did It go?” He whispered, placing his arm on your back and leading you away from the earshot of the others.
“Guess.” You groaned, leaning into his touch; eventually pressing your forehead on the upper part of his shoulder.
“You knew what would happen and told me to talk to him anyway. You set me up.”
Though your tone was more playful than hurt, a small part of you regretted even confessing to Noct in the first place. If only Iggy never talked you into it.
You felt his hand travel up your back, slowly making its way to your head—where he stroked your hair softly. “My apologies… it is simply impossible for someone to predict what will happen in a situation such as this.”
His eyes seemed to smile at you, yet you could hardly tell through the tinted lens of his glasses.
Sighing, you closed your eyes tightly, feeling your stomach churning... “I knew how it would turn out, and still told him like an idiot…” You felt nauseous.
Ignis gave a soft chuckle, “Well… I’m sure he won’t hold it against you.” His tone was hopeful and gentle as he squeezed your shoulders lightly. He always tried his best to make you feel better.
You nodded absentmindedly. “Still sucks though.”
Ignis, still holding you close, brought you to his cooking space—he hadn’t finished packing it all up just yet. “It will get easier once you get used to it. If you need to talk, you know I’m always here.”
Your lips curved up a bit as you felt a warm feeling enveloping your chest. “Thanks.” You mouthed, stepping away from Ignis and taking a seat on a log.
He stopped in his tracks when he saw you sit down, anticipating your next action behind a blank stare.
“Gonna join me, Specs?” Tapping the space on the log beside yourself, you gestured at him expectantly. Ignis looked over at where the others stood, who were doing well on their own, before nodding and following your instruction.
As soon as he was seated, you reached over and grabbed his hand, squeezing it slightly. When you released it again, he looked down at his fingers and smiled faintly. The two of you sat together without saying anything, just enjoying a platonic moment of intimacy in silence.
The calm breeze gently blew through your hair, bringing with it a cool feeling, making you sigh content.
Once again you leaned against him, resting your head on his shoulder. It did feel like Ignis was the only one in the group who truly understood you. You could tell him anything so easily and he would listen with or without reply.
He would just listen with patience and understanding. That alone made you believe he cared about you, which made it easy for you to trust him more and more.
With his hand wrapped around yours, Ignis continued to rub soothing circles on your wrist, hoping that it would calm your nerves a little more.
You closed your eyes, humming softly under your breath and letting out a long breath.
The two of you remained in silent comfort and warmth, enjoying each other’s company while being able to do nothing but enjoy it.
When the others started to make their way back to join you at the camp, neither of you made any move to get up.
Instead, Ignis kept looking at you and smiling fondly as he watched you relax further into him. His hand squeezed yours again as he turned his head to look up at the sky.
Your breathing was growing softer and eventually, you fell asleep right on his shoulder. With a soft chuckle, Ignis continued to hold you against him while uttering quietly to himself:
“I love you, (name).”
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sheep-and-lykos · 6 months
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Kinktober Day 14 - First Time: Ignis Scientia x Fem!Reader
You’ve never seen him like this; All blushing and at a loss for words, constantly fixing and messing with his glasses and his elegant hands to try and calm his mind. He eventually took his glasses off, folding the arms into place and gently putting them down on to the end table next to him.
You weren’t any better. You hadn’t said much since you both entered Ignis’ bedroom. You fumbled with your hands at your lap, eyes trying to stay focused on him but you would pretend to be interested in his rug or the curtains or his trousers and - holy shit he has an erection and it’s all because of you and-
You had to take a breath.
You swallowed and looked back up at Ignis to see he was already looking at you. His pale green eyes looked to be full of hope and love, his thin pale lips were pulled back in an almost amused smile. You couldn’t help but smile back, the two of you suddenly laughing at the situation that laid before you both as you both blushed like virgins.
Well, that’s the thing: You both were.
You both had been dating for a little while and it was your first anniversary together. Ignis did as he always does and spoiled you, pampering you as if you were royalty yourself. Extravagant dinner, a ride in his elegant car, a walk in the beautiful botanical garden the Citadel holds.
And now sex.
You’re both not incompetent. You knew how it worked, the porn you both watched and read can only do so much but it left a lot up to your imagination.
It was all just a matter of getting undressed and rolling around in the sheets with each other.
“We don’t have to do this tonight, my love,” Ignis spoke softly.
His words were always like velvet in your ear. Smooth and easy going, like the finest of whiskies you could ever dream of tasting. His eyes were still on you, awaiting on whatever your decision may be. They followed you as you came closer to his spot on the bed, your hands coming up to rest on his shoulders and trailing up to his neck. His dress shirt had been undone by a few buttons, his blazer sat open, you could see the lean muscle of Ignis’ chest as well as that smooth neck some feral little part of you wanted to mark up with kisses and hickies. Your fingers caressed at the back of his neck, toying and twirling the little bit of hair that laid flat.
“I want you, Ignis,” you murmured.
He stood at your words, backing you up just enough for him to stand before you. His lanky arms were slowly wrapping around your waist and drew you closer to him. He leaned down and captured your lips in a kiss. He still tasted of dessert; Sweet with just a pinch of salt mixing with bitter chocolate. His hands grabbed onto you as yours fumbled with his collar, bringing him as close to you as possible until his chest was flush against your breasts.
He broke from the kiss, his green eyes wild as his hands grabbed onto you more.
“Take these off,” he ordered.
You almost fell back when he released you, his support suddenly gone as his hands eagerly awaited for your clothing to come off of your person. You did as he said, unzipping and undoing the buttons of your clothing before shedding them to the floor. You were left in just your bra and panties, the soft white garments were a very welcoming surprise to Ignis. You looked so beautiful in white. His eyes didn’t know where to stay, going between your face, your breasts and your panties where it had been adorned with the littlest white satin bow Ignis had ever seen.
You couldn’t reach behind you fast enough to undo your bra when Ignis’ hands found your body again. You gasped as he suddenly lifted you, your legs absent-mindedly wrapping around his waist as he snatched up your lips once again for another kiss. His teeth sank into your bottom lip, begging for you to let him in to which you graciously allowed.
Your hands grabbed at Ignis’ dress shirt, fumbling with more of the buttons between your persons the best that you could without looking. You moaned when your tongues danced, his tongue so ever excited to explore the cavity of your mouth.
He spun around slowly, carefully bending down low and settling your back against the bed. He pulled away just as your fingers managed to undo the last button of his shirt. He shrugged the damn thing off along with his blazer, the expensive clothing falling to the floor without a care in the world.
You couldn’t help but stare at your boyfriend, eyes rolling up and down his very trim body. The definition of his muscles was quite chiseled, almost as though he were carved out of the finest marble to be a statue adored by millions. You knew you were one of them. You only got a taste of the power his body could offer you, it made you drunk on the idea of all that he really could do.
“You look so beautiful, kitten,” he purred. “Did you dress in white lingerie just for me?”
It was honestly just a coincidence, but an amazing one at that.
You nodded eagerly, eyes twinkling up at him as you silently begged him to take you. Fuck, your mouth was so dry.
His hands snatched at his dress pants, easily undoing his belt clasp and allowing the loose pants to pool at his ankles before he kicked the damn thing out of his way. Your eyes widened just a bit at the bulge in his boxer briefs, he looked a lot bigger than you thought he would be.
You jokingly thought that if anything should happen to his job, he could make it big as a porn star.
He peeled away his underwear, hissing softly once his cock had been sprung free. It was fully erect, standing tall and proud before you with a little streak running down the underside, a trail of salty semen that you wanted to lick up so desperately.
Ignis’ eyes landed once again on your bra and panties. Just the look alone in his eye reminded you that this also included you, your hands reaching behind you to unhook your bra from behind you and finally freeing your breasts from their satiny yet supportive prison. You tossed the garment to the side, Ignis’ eyes were pinned on your naked breasts as soon as they had been revealed to him.
It took him a moment, his brain having just been basically flash-banged by the glory of your breasts. He shook his head, clearing his mind quickly before he watched you shimmy off your panties, kicking them until they joined his on the floor with the rest of your clothes.
Ignis stared down at your glory, eyes roaming over your perfect body as his dick just felt like it was getting harder. He wanted to so desperately fuck you, to just wreck you all night long and never leave his bed when morning comes around.
And he plans on doing exactly that.
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zzprompto · 11 days
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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 !
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"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.
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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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seraphanangelica · 2 years
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Request:
Anon- Could you do a scenario where the reader (gender neutral please) and Gladio wake up Noct while he’s sleeping?
Warnings: None that I'm aware of - tell me if I missed something!
Waking the Prince
You leaned out of the window of the Regalia, your hands hanging near the bottom of the car as you waited for Prompto and Ignis to return from the store. “It’s so hot,” You whined loudly into the paint of the vehicle. “I think I’m going to melt.”
Gladio, who was content to stay in the back seat and read the last chapter of his book, let out a playful scoff. “The only way you’re going to melt is if someone poured water on you.”
You slid out of the car and onto the ground with a thud, your head popping up almost immediately to look at Gladio accusingly. It may have looked weird to someone else, but to Gladio, it was one of the most amusing things he’s seen all day. “Are you calling me a witch? I’ll have you know, just cause I can cast spells as well as Noct doesn’t make me a witch.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? Then what does it make you?”
You stood up fully, your torso visible from where he sat. “Magical, duh!” Both hands flew up to the sky with a shout as if you were summoning a sky god.
“Yeah,” he laughed. “Very magical. When was the last time you slept?”
You shrugged and brought your hands back down to open the car door and enter properly, considering you were sure that the others would be back soon. “Dunno,” you fought the urge to kick your feet up on the dash. “All my sleep is getting stolen by Noct. I mean look at him-” You turned around to glance at Noctis, who was halfway into the middle seat as he slept. “I have to wake him up just so he can move his ass and I can fit.”
He looked at the sleeping prince once, then put a marker in his book then set it to the side, a mischievous smirk forming on his lips. “Why not wake him up now?”
“HEELLPP!” You screamed, running as fast as you could away from the car and towards the store. “HOOLY SHIT GLADIO YOU DUMBASS HE’S GONNA KILL US!”
Gladio was right behind you, looking equally panicked and amused. “Quit your whining and run, damnit!”
“I AM RUNNING!”
Hearing the commotion outside, Prompto and Ignis summoned their weapons and ran out of the store, expecting an attack of some sorts. They rushed out of the store, only to be tackled by you two and pushed back inside and rushed behind the nearest shelf.
“What’s going on?!” Prompto panicked and you immediately shushed him with a finger to the lips.
“Shush! He’s coming for us!” You despaired. “I’m going to die before I even get to meet Lunafreya! What kind of an end is this?”
Ignis, entertaining the other three, crouched down lower and ushered them to join him. “Y/N, what did you do?”
Your eyes widened. You placed a hand over your heart as if you were just shot by your best friend. Well you were. In a way. “I didn’t do anything this time! It was all Gladdy! I told him not to do it, and now I’m not even going to make it out of the Crown City!”
You ignored the strange looks the customers gave you. Four Crownsguard cowering behind a store shelf to hide from Six knows what; It was definitely a sight to see and one that certainly would happen again once they set out to Galdin Quay.
“This is your fault, Ignis! You’re the one that wanted to stop for curatives!”
Then it was heard- the door to the shop opened, the bell that signals a new customer rang sharply through the air, and both you and Gladio froze.
You peeked through the gap of the shelf, watching as the angry prince stopped to look around the store before folding his arms over his chest.
“Ooh I’m dead. I’m so very very dead.” You panicked as Noct began to observe each and every crevice of the store.
“You said that you had nothing to do with this.” Ignis stated.
Noctis drew nearer, making a show of picking up a random can of Ebony from a stack. He turned it over, glancing over the nutrition label before setting it back on top of the display. You could hear Ignis scoff quietly at his disregard for the staff of the store.
“I did say that,” You hissed as the prince reached the aisle across from the hiding group. “Didn’t I?”
“We all know it was your idea, Y/N.” Gladio may have had a shit eating grin on his face, but he was watching your friend's every move, just like you. He was worried for his life. Just like you.
“Says the one that’s shaking in his boots,” You sneered. “You’re supposed to protect the king, not hide from him because of your bad choices.”
Prompto blinked. “What… exactly happened?”
You jabbed Gladio in the arm with your elbow, barely able to make him stumble like you wanted. “Dumbass over here decided to wake him up.”
“Aand you agreed to.”
With a sigh of exasperation, Ignis began to stand.
“W-w-what are you doing?!” You grabbed onto his leg with desperate hands, pulling him back down with you. “Do you want us to die?! Is that how you repay me for saving your life?!”
He looked forward as he stood fully, the only thing you managed to do was wrinkle his trousers (he’d deal with you later), and met eyes with the very person you were hiding from.
“Specs,” Noctis greeted, his tone clipped. He sounded as if someone killed his father. “Have you seen Gladio?”
You gave the man in question a winning smile. “I told you it was all your fault. You just didn’t want to say anything!”
Ignis cleared his throat. “Just.. Gladio?”
You quickly pushed Prompto to stand so you could hide behind two people. It also helped that Prompto was the definition of a distraction.
“Noct! What’s up?”
“Noct is apparently looking for Gladio. Have you seen him, Prompto?”
Prompto held his hands together behind his head. “Uh- I don’t think so…. Why? Did ‘ya need him for something?”
You motioned for Gladio to start crawling around the opposite end of the shelf, hopefully giving you enough time to escape back to the car and act like nothing happened. He gave you a nod and began to sneak out of the store.
“Alright,” Noct sounded closer, a bit more of a tease in his voice than a bite this time. “Have you seen Y/N?”
You didn’t have the chance to turn to the three people behind you, too focused on escaping the wrath of Noctis. If it’s one thing you didn’t want to be, it would be on the opposite side of his anger, which you were currently on. You hit the bottom of Gladio’s boot to urge him faster (he kicked back in short protest, but hurried on anyway).
“No, I uh… can’t say I have.” Prompto let out a nervous laugh.
“Huh. Shame. I guess I'll just have to….”
Suddenly a pair of thin, pale arms wrapped around your body and pulled you up, forcing you back until your back came into contact with Noctis’s chest.
“Noct! Hey, buddy!” You laughed, nervously patting the arms that were still wrapped around you. “What’re you doing here?”
“Where’s Gladio?” He asked, spinning you around so you faced him instead of Gladio (who made it out completely hidden, good job Gladdy). “And don’t try to lie, Specs can tell when you’re lying.”
You rolled your eyes. “Using my brother to your advantage is really low, Noct. I’m hurt.”
Ignis smirked. “Sometimes I wonder how we’re even related.”
“We’re not, I was adopted. Even a preschooler could have figured that out.”
Prompto had disappeared off to where you guessed Gladio was, leaving you with your bestfriend and your brother, a combination that you’ve experienced a bit too often. By now Gladio would have left the store, meaning you needed to get the hell out of there.
“He’s out by the Regalia,” You put your hands up in surrender, easing your way out of his hold. “Always has been from what I remember.” From the corner of your eye you saw Ignis raise an eyebrow, but he remained silent.
“And if he’s not?”
“If he’s not then you get to play King’s Knight all day and you can skip vegetables at dinner, and -”
“Noctis is most definitely not going to skip anything on his plate tonight!” Ignis intervened, taking the food reins from you the moment you thought you had them.
You shrugged your shoulders. “You’re right. Let’s just go back to the car.”
There it was, just as normal as it could be any day of the week. Prompto was sitting at the driver’s seat tapping the steering wheel to the drums of the music on the radio, and Gladio in his spot in the back, reading the new book series Prompto got him a while back.
“See?” You outstretched your arms in a grand sweeping motion in the direction of the car. “Like I said.”
Noct looked at you, then Gladio, then back to you. “Don’t think you’re out of this one.” He started toward the tank.
“HOLY SHIT GADIO HE’S GONNA KILL YOU! …… FUCKING RUN!!”
“Gladdy,” You whispered to get his attention from the passing rocks on the road. “Hey, Gladdy.”
Gladio glanced at you for a quick second, then looked back towards the road. “What?”
You scooted as far away from Noct as you could, pressing yourself against him. “What did he do to you?”
Gladio sighed through his nose and brought his hand up to pat your head. “You don’t want to know.”
Pouting, you removed his hand and decided to press the issue further. “Please tell me? Pleeeeaassee?”
A raised eyebrow. “You’re not gonna drop this, are you?”
“Nope!”
With a quick glance to the prince, who was more focused on the terrain of Leide more than anything, he opened his mouth to speak. “He-”
POP!
“Prompto, I swear by the Six, what did you do?”
“I didn’t do anything! It just happened!”
“Great. Who’s up for walking the rest of the way?”
“All the way to Hammerhead? Are you crazy?”
....
“Look at the map, it’s just next door.”
“Looks that way, on a map of the world.”
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the-blind-geisha · 4 months
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The Bride of the Four Horsemen - Chapter 5
Chapter 5 - The Red Rider of Blood - War
1 of 2 added chapters as a commission from destinidestati! Thank you so much for your support~! Another chapter will be added either later this week or early next!
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When He broke the second seal, I heard the second living creature saying, “Come.” And another, a red horse, went out; and to him who sat on it, it was granted to take peace from the earth, and that men would slay one another; and a great sword was given to him. 
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Arcadia | The Wheelhouse
I opened the doors leading to the control room in haste. The front of the airship was seemingly only accompanied by Ignis and a few others who pledged themselves to us and our cause. Hearing them open, my husband turned to greet me. Even without sight, there were times he always surprised me with how acute his other senses were.
“Where is Noctis?” I asked, breathless from my swift and exhausted run through the airship. 
“Fociaugh Hollow, my Bride,” Ignis answered, his tone harboring concern for my own. “He was looking into a small lead in regards to a powerful daemon he hoped to quell.” He met me halfway, opening his hand for me to take. “Is something the matter? You sound.. distressed.”
It was a dream. That’s what I had to tell myself, but there was some truth buried within that ‘dream’ that had me rattled to my core. My fingers caressed his open palm, trying to find comfort in his presence alone. “I had a vision of sorts.”
Ignis’ lips thinned as if already dreading what I were to say. Seems without me even speaking that horrid man’s name, he knew Ardyn was possibly involved.
“I was… I was warned that something could be happening to Gladio in Altissia at this moment.”
“Who warned you of this?”
I shook my head at his desire to pry. “It matters not! What concerns me is that they could be right. We have more enemies there than friends, and I was told only that he ventured with Aranea there for—for something.”
Ignis hummed in thought, glancing away to collect his thoughts on the matter. “He never spoke with me about this. I was even unaware he was heading there to begin with.” There was a bit of pain laboring his tone as he spoke.
I understood why, as those two seemed to share a lot with one another. Just as Ignis and I had our fair share of secrets, I wouldn't doubt those two had the same.
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suvidrache · 6 months
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don't forget your sunscreen
age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.
Word Count: 571 | Read it on AO3 | masterlist
Summary: bonfires on the beach.
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The journey to the beach was slow and long. Ignis didn't mind, though. He enjoyed every moment that he could with you. You had booked a hotel in advance, and Ignis had started planning the vacation. He worked too much and just needed to enjoy his time. You packed your things a few days prior before Ignis was even given a few days off of work. You knew that he would be worrying about if everything had been packed. You knew everything that you would be needing was packed. He was good at keeping up on things and making sure they went according to plan. However, it was all a part of life to make mistakes, to laugh, and enjoy the errors that came along. Nothing was ever perfect, and that was okay. He had been working for the castle for years before you had ever met him. You met him while he was on one of Noctis' adventures. Wherever they decided to go and had things to do. You liked him the first time that you met him and he liked you. However, he always seemed to be busy, and he wasn't very good at talking to people like Gladiolus was. He eventually warmed up, and things were fine. It was a few months before you and Ignis became a couple.
Ignis had offered to drive once the car was loaded, and you were fine with that. You knew he was a safe driver. He was the primary one who took the prince around. You knew where you were headed, but you were unsure of how to get there exactly. Which was another reason why Ignis drove. He was good at following directions, and he would get you there on time. When you arrived at the hotel, you checked in while Ignis began to unpack the bags. You should have had him check in, but it slipped your mind. You knew Ignis was going to try to do all the work. You grabbed the key and headed back out, helping Ignis with the bags before heading back in and to your room. You and Ignis started unpacking and then sat down to rest.
"What do you want to do?" You asked him.
"I think we should wait until later. The sun is up, and you would need to wear sunscreen to prevent sunburns. Of course, with the weather being as hot as it is, you wouldn't want to overheat either." He said, and he adjusted his glasses.
You smiled. "Yes, but what do you want to do?"
"I think we should head to the beach."
Despite the sun beginning to go down, Ignis put sunscreen on you both, and then you headed out. You carried your towel, as did Ignis. With the sun going down, there was no reason to bring anything else. You arrived at the beach and you saw a small lit fire. You pointed it out to Ignis.
"Hey, let's head over there."
"I don't think that would be a good idea. I do believe that it is someone's camping site."
"I don't see anyone around." You said as you took his hand.
It wasn't anyone's camping site, and the fire had been lit and then abandoned. You laid your towel down and sat. Ignis sat down next to you. You laid your head on his shoulder, and after a moment, he wrapped his arm around you.
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𝐄𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐑𝐮𝐧 ☀︎︎
pairings - Ignis Scientia x Fem! Reader
(softdom ignis req from anon)
𝐂𝐰- car sex, semi-public sex, cum eating, one singular pussy slap, 99% smut, 1% fluff, idk if this is considered a blurb but ❦
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You’re woken up earlier than expected by Ignis gently shaking you in your tent. “Up for a drive?” he speaks softly, lowering his voice so the others don’t overhear —if they’re even awake.
“Why so early…” you grumble, mulling over and burrowing back in your sleeping bag.
“I’m going to get some ebony,” he pauses. “And I figured this would be a good opportunity for you and I to have some alone time for once.”
In other words, he’s horny.
You both agreed to keep your relationship on the low. At least for now. But doing so makes it hard to even be together.
The boys were always there, giving you little chance to have one on one time. It was almost like having children. You had to constantly find alternatives. Like sneaking out together at night, or in this case, in the morning.
He flips your messy hair between his fingers, looking at you with those puppy dog eyes. Part of you wanted to go back to sleep, but you’d feel terrible leaving him hanging. Plus, you were feeling a little pent up too.
“Just a minute,” you eventually reply, rubbing open your tired eyes.
“I’ll be waiting in the regalia.” he leaves you to further wake up and get ready. He understood ‘a minute’ could mean twenty, but he didn’t mind. He’d just listen to the radio in the meantime.
You finally come out after fixing your bed head, zipping up your tent and making your way to the car and hopping in on the passengers side. “Sooo…where to?”
“I was thinking just outside of hammerhead? Not very romantic, I’m aware.” he replies, starting the car and shifting into drive.
“Anywhere is fine with me. You know that.”
“Right,” he sighs. “It’s just sometimes I feel like i’m not doing enough for you.”
His constant self doubting made you want to slap him. He did more than plenty. Not just for you, for everyone. Honestly, he held the group together.
“Where would I be without you and your cooking?” you tease.
“I suppose you have a point. I’d make a lovely wife, wouldn’t I?”
You both share a laugh and he keeps his eyes on the road as he drives. “In all seriousness, I’d like to take you on a real date one of these days.”
He glances over, reading into your giddy expression. It was clear you were waiting for him to offer, which he found adorable.
The second he pulls over, putting the regalia in park, his lips are on yours. Your eyes flutter shut and his hand tangles in your hair, pulling you as close as possible, though the car was a bit close spaced. The center console is the only thing that separates you and he hardly cares about it digging into his hip as he leans further into you.
His lips are as soft and as sweet as they look, taking over yours in slow, deep strokes.
“Get in the backseat,” he breathes out, telling rather than asking. He unfastens his belt, slipping out of his tight fitting pants while you crawl to the back of the car.
He soon follows after, one arm on either side of you to prop himself above.
He uses his knee to push up your skirt as he leans down to kiss you again. He runs his tongue along your lower lip, asking for you to open up and let him in.
His hand comes down to cup you through your panties, and he realizes you’re not wearing any as he makes contact with your bare skin. “Naughty girl today, are we?”
“I think i’ll treat you like one then.”
You curve a cheeky smile and he shoves his fingers into you, forcing your mouth to an O instead. He keeps them in deep, only pressing upwards and spreading you open for him.
You clamp your thighs together with a whine and he removes his digits, instead bringing his palm down with a soft slap to your cunt. “Spread your legs for me darling,” he orders, to which you comply immediately.
With your legs wide open, he lowers himself to you. His arousal was growing to be almost painfully hard, he couldn’t wait any longer.
He grips the base, slowly guiding the head of his cock inside your tight opening with a low moan. You never fail to impress him.
“You feel amazing, as always dear…” he says, starting to slowly rock the car with the force of his thrusts.
Your hands find their way to his waist, encouraging him to go faster. “So needy…Do you want it harder?”
“Please yes!” you cry.
“Say it clearly, and i’ll give it to you.” He was struggling to hold back. Still, he wanted you to say it outright.
“Fuck me harder..!”
At your plea, he picks up the pace as much as the cramped backseat will allow, quickly losing composure. He jabs that sensitive spot over and over, making you gush and flutter around him. It doesn’t take long for him to climax as well.
He pulls out quickly, shoving his length into your open mouth as he finishes. His load coats your tongue, trickling down your chin with its warmth.
“Can’t make a mess on the seats. It’s Noct’s car.” he reminds you as he travels further down.
His tongue works its way through your slick folds, sucking up all your juices so they don’t stain. “We should do this in a hotel next time…” you suggest.
Ignis finishes cleaning you up, separating and revealing his glistening wet face. He’d never admit it but he’s a messy eater. At least when it comes to you. He loses all sense of etiquette.
“Indeed,” he agrees. “It would be much more comfortable for the both of us.” He fixes your skirt for you, making sure you look as you did before.
He traces his thumb along your lip, collecting the excess of his mess and you open for it, cleaning off his finger. You looked right into his emerald green eyes, making him feel weak all over again.
“Perhaps i’ll get the ebony another time. If you’re up for it, we could just go on that date now.” he suggests confidently. “I want to be able to show off the pretty girl on my arm for once.”
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rosiewritesstuff · 2 years
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A Thin Line
Ignis Scientia X Kingsglaive!Fem!Reader
Description: After the fall of Insomnia, and nearly losing your life— you still remain as loyal to the crown as ever. No wounds or damage done to you could stop you from joining the Royal Retinue on their travels— good or bad. However, Ignis Scientia feels differently.
Warning: Swearing, Mentions of Blood, PTSD, and graphic description of injuries. Read at your own risk.
Authors Note: This was fun to write. It's the duality of Ignis' duty to his Liege, as well as his deep rooted feelings for his significant other. I feel that he would be in a constant internalized battle at all times until he branches into madness.
I also reference that I think the Reader and Ignis in their young ages, before the game begins, would not have liked each other. The reader is a bit quirky, reckless, and defiant. Where Ignis is pretty straight laced, overly cautious, and serious. Despite their drastically different personalities, and once they mature; they would grow to love each other and find comfort within their differences.
With that said, I also believe Ignis Scientia is a giant closet dork. There are references to Star Trek Original Series in this story. I believe 100% that he will never talk about it, (except to his S/O) but he feels that he can greatly relate with Spock. Since I feel that the Reader and Ignis are close to polar opposites, personality wise— I depict them acknowledging that by alluding to Spock and Dr. McCoy's (Bones) tense relationship. Spock and Bones are constantly bickering and at odds with one another. I could talk for hours about this parallel, but I won't! (I did not watch hours upon hours of STOS to pin point this at all!) I hope you enjoy!
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His nightmare had come to life— and in a second all he saw was red and heard your name tear through the cracking gunfire and raging snaps of metal upon metal. He knew how foolish he was, but your stubbornness always got the better of him.
"And I don't feel comfortable with you coming along," Ignis snapped as he tossed the remainder of his medical supplies into a bag before shoving out of the bathroom with you in tow.
"I'm almost healed, you said so yourself! I'm fine, quit babying me—"
He whipped around, sharp green eyes piercing your gaze. "I'm not babying you. I'm trying to protect you, there's only so much I can do." He tossed the bag onto the bed and tore the phone charger from the outlet near the nightstand. "It's dangerous and you are still not healed. I can't keep all my attention on you and Noctis."
"I don't need all of your attention. Look," you gave a quick kick in the air, bandaged leg holding your weight while your other swiftly penetrated the air. One fluid motion demonstrated that you could hold up on your leg with no issue. But that didn't phase him.
"You can kick the defenseless air?" He sneered as he carefully and neatly rolled the cord around his knuckles and tucked it into his bag, followed by the block of the charger.
"I can support myself. I don't need you to watch over me. I know Noct is more important than me and that's fine—"
You were treading on dangerous grounds and you felt that by the quick, sharp glance that nearly cut through you like a knife. He clicked his tongue as he zipped the bag aggressively and turned on his heels.
"Darling, I won't say it again. You will be staying here, and that's—"
The hotel room door opened and Gladio came flooding in, with his own rucksack hanging off his shoulder. "Need me to take this?—" His hand froze on your bag's handles, feeling the tension as if it were steam in a sauna. He glanced up at Ignis who stood with his head tilted, eyes sharp and brows cocked in a challenging stance. While you stood in your very short, sleeping shorts and a tank top, arms crossed tightly across your chest. All of your weight was deposited on your wounded leg.
The staring contest was at a championship level, two stubborn mules with no intention of letting up. You turned your head to look at Gladio. "Yes, please. Thank you, Gladiolus. I can shove my pajamas in Specs' bag."
Gladio took the liberty to glance at Ignis, his lips pulled into a very thin line. That sour look only growing deeper and heavier. He has seen fights spur between the two of you before. Some were so loud he needed to physically remove one party to another room. That usually was you. So the argument between you both was very normal. But what was unusual was the knowledge that you were romantic towards one another. And that this fight was not nearly as explosive as the hundred others before. It was like a silent fight of dominance, challenging gazes used as a sharp tool to sever forces of willpower. But who would cave first? Gladio didn't want to find out.
"Is that okay, Iggy?" The glare Gladio was receiving spoke the answer as if it were bold faced and flashing like a neon sign.
"You don't need his approval. I'm coming, and that's final." You sighed, grabbing your new uniform from the made up bed and turned to the bathroom.
Gladio was nervous, watching the way Ignis retorted, and mumbled beneath his breath. He grabbed his bag for his clothing and tossed it to the bed he was near. The bathroom door snapped loudly, causing the corner of Ignis lips to twitch in a displeased fashion.
"Am I taking her bag?"
"I suppose you are." The way Ignis' voice hissed made Gladio's resolve wither. Just as Gladio hooked the handles to your duffle bag onto his forearm and tugged it upward he heard Ignis raise his voice. "There is a thin line betwixt bravery and stupidity,"
Gladio did his best to shuffle out of the room before your raging response. He hardly caught the beginning of your annoyed sigh, before the room door snapped shut and locked.
The car ride was just as excruciating. The pair of you were not bickering, but shot dangerous, nearly blood thirsty glares at one another. You opted to sit in the back with Gladio and Noctis. You were friendly with your other company, but pranced around Ignis with playful quips and sassy remarks only fueling his fire further. But being the cool headed advisor, he never let the aggravation grow past a trite glare.
Prompto made a daring comment while at a rest stop— that you two hardly appeared to be lovers. And in fact were more like enemies with benefits. Of course Prompto was not careful with his volume and was caught by the least appealing subject of that accusation.
Prompto nearly begged you to relinquish the back seat, in fear that Ignis would strangle him if he got the chance. While you found the accusation to be kind of hysterical, your more than pissed boyfriend found it lacking tact. You could handle Ignis better anyway, and you relented your safe middle seat to the blonde.
Things began to settle down once the party made it to their destination at the Chocobo farm. Either you were both exhausted from ignoring each other, or you made up under everyone's noses, no one knew. But you both fell back into a more comfortable and cordial existence. Of course never showing affection or even the slightest taste of something more than friends. To everyone's dismay they were sent off on a wild goose chase for an enemy who was known for being dangerous. Back came the quips, anger and not so subtle jabs at one another.
Things remained peaceful despite the flames that raged between you and Ignis. That was until the lot had a run-in with the empire and a drop ship of MTs and a few Magitek Armor. Ignis hardly caught the scene, but noticed his love shout and take a fatal hit in an attempt to protect the Prince. Of course most literally taking a bullet for him. His nightmare had come to life— and in a second all he saw was red and heard your name tear through the cracking gunfire and raging snaps of metal upon metal. You warped towards the attacker and took them out before weakly falling into a heap in the grass.
The battle ended quickly after that, or maybe that's how it felt. Because the adrenaline that rushed through the advisor, seemed to quicken the process of destroying that pack of enemies.
"You're hurt!" Prompto bristled with worry at the sight of blood seeping from your side. Your shaking fingers were covered in crimson. The enemies laid dead face down, and machinery laid as piles of junk on the side of the road. It took Ignis no time to rush to you, and there came the anger. Of course it was subtle behind the mask of dread.
"I'm fine," you evaded Ignis nurturing hands. Your bloody ones brushing the crimson to his. "I said quit worrying. I'm not the priority, you and I both know that."
Noctis dropped to his knees next to you, his best friend, who was now ambling to get to your feet. "Thanks for taking that for me." He offered a hand and you gratefully took it as he hoisted you to your feet.
You always played the game of being unphased well, by smiling brightly at the king. "Ain't no thing. If anyone is to get shot, it better be the least important, right?" Your self deprecating jokes were always welcomed and Noctis laughed. You took a deep breath and took your thick kingsglaive coat off of your shoulders and used it as a large gauze to add pressure in hopes to end the bleeding.
However Ignis didn't take your statement as a joke at all. It scraped him more like a jab towards him rather than making light of the situation. "Whatever," Noctis huffed, "just drop the bullshit and let Specs look at that when we get to camp."
"Yes, your highness," you muttered, gaze meeting the nearly swimming look in Ignis' stoic face.
As soon as the tent was set up at the haven, Ignis strictly pointed to the canvas flaps with his usual stern look. And as if the standoff never ended in Lestallum, you bit back with a glare of your own. But complied, bending and climbing inside the tent.
He had gotten the tent lit up, and had you strip into your underwear and bra. As he figured, you ripped your stitching as well. Your right leg had bled, and dried, the skin mangled from the torn stitching. He bit back the urge to shout at you, when his eyes examined the bullet wound that imbedded into your side. He recalled your snark as he attempted to help you on the battle field. I'm not the priority, you and I both know that.
He wanted to cry. But he swallowed the urge by speaking over the swelling emotions— "lay down so I can leverage this bullet out of your side."
You didn't respond with words, however sighed with a taste of frustration before laying down onto the hard floor of the tent. Ignis noticed your head bounced lightly against the unforgiving ground, and removed his blazer from his upper body and folded it. With one shaking hand, he lifted your head and rested the material beneath you before shifting to look at the wound on your side.
He began to shuffle through his medical bag, sifting through tools and the like. It wasn't obvious to the world, or to the boys, but to you in the confines of the tent— you recognized the shake in his hands as he lifted metal tools from the bag. "Maybe you're right, " you mumbled, floating gaze focusing on the canvas roof above you. "I just didn't think the line was that thin."
He swallowed hard, before selecting the tool and bringing it to your side; never meeting your gaze. "I'd like it if you'd be less reckless." His voice was quiet. His trained eyes examined the wound before he did his hackjob of a procedure. He picked his gaze up for a fleeting moment. "You may find yourself as the least important, but that's far from the truth." He cleaned the tool with alcohol, before bringing it close to your side. "Brace yourself."
He gave you a moment before entering the wound to extract the small bead that became of the bullet. He was shocked that it didn't penetrate further. You gritted your teeth, and hissed, balled up fist smacking hard at the ground. "Fuck!" You shouted as he pulled away and dropped the bullet into the bloodied gauze from your leg. "I'm not nearly as important as Royal Sasuke out there."
Ignis didn't get the reference, but didn't bother pondering on it further. "You still matter. Apparently more than you understand," he sighed, taking a cloth and quickly sopping up the blood that began to rush from the missing bullet. Despite the pain you felt, you looked at him. He seemed to be more in pain than you were, and guilt began to press against your chest now. You flopped your head back down to his jacket. The smell of his cologne lingered on the interior of it, and made your heart seize slightly.
"I'm sorry for being a dumbass. I should have stayed back." You muttered, "I know you mean well. And I very well am a liability to you guys—"
"That's not at all why I wanted you to stay with Iris and Talcott" Ignis' tone was a bit brash as he began the process of disinfecting the bullet wound. You hissed again, slamming your heel down, trying to keep your trunk still. Ignis' face knotted in discomfort as well, his free hand rubbing soft circles into your bare stomach.
"Then why?" Your voice bubbled like a hiss, growing sharp as the disinfectant stung against the fresh wound.
He was quick to dress the wound to prevent bleeding. He helped you sit up. Whimpers left your parted lips at the lingering pain and you caught the wash of sorrow in his eyes. You knew the answer immediately. But was it cruel that you wanted him to say it? The silence made it clear however, that you weren't ever going to receive an answer. And you lulled your head back, trying to endure the pain he didn't mean to administer as he dressed the wound.
The boys were laughing outside, you could hear the sound of Gladio's lighter snapping— and Prompto's phone was blasting the opening chime of Kings Knight.
"Dude! I got such a big harvest from the Zell trees! Check it, I got a bonus!"
"What the hell?! I never get that kind of luck—" Noctis retorted, the sound of the camping chair creaking made it clear that Noctis threw himself down while pouting.
"Iggy," You caught his attention as he finalized the tight gauze into place. His gaze flickered to yours as he gestured to your leg. You offered it up to him, and he delicately cradled your thigh in his hands. "I know what happened in Insomnia was scary. But I don't want you to worry. I made it out, I'm alive. There's a reason for it, I'm sure. And I want to use this opportunity to help you guys. You all are my reason to keep fighting and working. To see this all through." It all stung and was hard even for you to swallow. You noticed tears beginning to form in his eyes, despite the stone cold expression he wore.
You would never admit it to him or to anyone, but you still shook when drawing your kukris, and your thumb always lovingly brushed against the small parting gift from your friend and comrade, Nyx. You winced at things you never had before, and grew anxious whenever facing the soul-less machines of war The Imperial Army thought up. "This all sucks. And everything that happened, well that sucked too. There was a reason I made it out of the city. And damnit Iggy, I'll be damned if I'm not going to use this chance to protect the last shred of our leadership and friend. And sure things are harder with these injuries. But I can't be treated like I'm made of glass because of it. Fuck, I'm a Glaive. There's no giving up even if it gets hard. You know that."
His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he grabbed another cotton pad and soaked it in disinfectant. "Ignis," you touched his face and stopped him before he could apply it to the wound. "I'll be more careful. Okay? I have a duty to protect Noctis too though. Can we agree that if it's for him, sacrifices are okay?"
His jaw tightened and his glistening eyes dropped slightly. "Okay." He faked a small, thin lipped smile, before bringing the cotton pad to your wound, yielding a powerful hiss from your lips. Your hands grabbed his shoulder tightly.
"Fucking Hell Scientia," your nails dug into the meat of his shoulder. He was sure they left small crescents on his skin despite the barrier his shirt provided. But he braced the pain knowing the pain you endured was more. He was just experiencing a symptom.
You swore you saw a reflection of something horrid in his gaze. As if you saw a small taste of the pain he felt from the sight of your blood beginning to dry to his hands.
He made quick work of the stitching, and hid the fact he struggled with the mangled and torn skin from your recklessness. He didn't have control in this situation, much like the situation in Insomnia. He never whispered or breathed a word about his fear. But it was evident, at least to you— just how deeply he was affected by what happened.
Because he didn't have control, his worry and stress seemed to translate into an overprotective beast. And your defiance tore away the control he did have, leaving him scrambling, high strung and prone to make reckless decisions himself. And you knew damn well that if Noctis and yourself were to get into a bind, it was Noctis he'd rescue before you. But that didn't mean he was okay with that decision. That didn't mean it didn't tear him apart.
And by the gentle way he held your leg in his hands, you knew it was a struggling point for him. He loved you. He truly did. And he hated that he wouldn't pick you first. He began to bandage your leg again, using the same firm gentleness from before.
"Ignis," your iron grip on him had softened significantly, your thumb now brushing against the sting left by your nails. He never picked up his gaze, focusing on finishing the bandages. "Are you thinking with your emotions or with logic? I'm pretty sure Spock would be very disappointed in you. Preparing to throw away your sworn duties for a girl."
That caught his attention and made him grin. "If we are to point fingers, I'm positive you disobeyed my logic due to pride and emotions." He finished up the gauze and pushed your leg away.
"Pulling the uno reverse card are you? Well if I am anyone, it's Bones, right? And he's overly emotional." You were careful to climb up on his thighs. And as rigid as he was about the advance of physical affection, he accepted you onto his lap. His bare forearms supported you in hopes to mitigate spreading your blood further.
"He's just emotional. You, are the overly emotional one. And trouble if I may be so bold." You cradled his head in your hands.
"You're pushing it, Specs," you warned, your thumbs gracing against his cheekbones. You weren't angry, and it was obvious by the smile growing on your face.
"Yet we aren't going to mention how you've been pushing my buttons all day?"
"I'm petty, you knew this. Don't be shocked." You shrugged, your hands resting on his shoulders.
"Dr. McCoy in every sense," he mumbled, as you pressed a kiss to his lips.
"Got that right, but in this case, I am madly in love with the emotionless Vulcan." You winked before carefully rolling off of his lap to locate your clothes.
"It's illogical for me to feel likewise. But I suppose that's the human half talking. Yes?"
You looked at him while carefully sliding on your pajama shorts that he had pulled from his bag, as well as your tank top. "Yes," you winced as you pulled the tank top over your new bandages. "but don't you lose your edge, you humanoid alien person creature," you helped clean up the gauze and mess that your wounds made.
He let out a small snort as he cleaned his hands and handed you his jacket to wear. "well don't scare this humanoid alien person creature, or whatever, like that again. There is no telling what disasters will befall us if I have to scrub your blood from beneath my nails one more time."
"Can't have that, you are the most sound person we have." You pressed a kiss to his cheek before tightening the fabric of his jacket around yourself. "I'll take a pole for dinner, I love you Pumpkin." You whispered in his ear before standing and leaving him with all of your bloody gauze. He bagged them up and tied it tightly before disposing of it completely. He was soon to follow, just catching you wrapping his coat around yourself tightly while talking with the boys and laughing.
You were a tough cookie, and it was obvious by how quickly you were willing to take more pain before all the other wounds you sustained were healed. And though it drove him to the brink of tears, he was proud of you. Because despite his deep feelings, and how devoted he had been to Noctis for so long, he was quick to abandon post for you. Even for a moment. However, you were the one who had to remind him of his duties. Albeit in reference to Spock. But you knew that would catch his attention and tether him back to the ground. Yes, even he needed a tether.
Some people tethered themselves by hobbies, by duties, or by vices. His however had a wicked sense of stubbornness and a tremendous amount of back sass. Part of him was thankful, and the other half was vexed. You were at his side in only a few short moments. "Results of the pole all lean towards three mushroom kabobs."
"Care to assist, Bones?"
"Help an emotionless creature like you?" Your eyebrow quirked, serious scowl pilfered by a smile. "I would absolutely love to."
Prompto had the gull to shout for the whole campsite to hear: "They do like each other! Fancy that!" Of course gaining a mixed reaction from the group, but the blonde caught a glimmer of a smile on Ignis' face.
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rosemary-morgan · 11 months
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HC’s - You had a bad day at work and the boys cheer you up
Hi everyone (✿◡‿◡)
This is for all of you who are constantly confronted with people/customers in your job who can ruin your day. We always wish for a little cheering up in such situations, right?
So, how about the guys from Final Fantasy? 🖤
I hope you’ll enjoy my HC’s  🖤 A big thank you to my dear friend @fangirl-ramblings​ 🖤 she has been beta reading for me 🌹
Characters: Prompto, Ignis, Nyx Ulric, Cor Leonis
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Prompto
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The first thing Prompto always does when you come home is to greet you with joy and to kiss you.
He does this today as well,  and his kind and caring nature makes you burst into tears all at once. Oh, you really needed that after that hard day at work. 
You immediately snuggle into your boyfriend's comforting arms and he embraces you. "Y/N? My love, what's wrong?" Prompto is all worried about you and wonders what has you so upset. You don't say anything because your tears won't allow it. Your words are stuck in your throat.
"Did something happen at work?" You nod and Prompto sighs sadly, because he knows you don't have an easy job. Often you come home very sad and exhausted. Loving as he is, he gently strokes through your hair. He stays here with you until you slowly calm down.
He looks down at you with a warm gaze, brushes the tears from your face and gives you a gentle kiss on your forehead. Your cheeks are all flushed, but he thinks that's totally sweet. "Thank you, Prompto. I'm so glad to have you," you whisper as you lean into his hand, which is currently stroking your cheek.
"Come on, Y/N. Let's go for a walk and enjoy the sunset. What do you think?" Prompto knows how good you feel after a walk. And nature especially helps you to calm down. "And after that, we could get some hot dogs? Some fries too? Huh? How does that sound, hon?" His gentle laugh and the soft expression in his eyes is all that makes your heart beat faster. 
It was quickly decided and the two of you head out into nature, walking hand in hand towards the sunset. It is quiet around you. No one to annoy you, no one to be mean and vicious towards you for no reason. Prompto was your angel who knew exactly how to make your heart laugh again.
Ignis 
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As you enter the apartment, sighing and dejected, you think about your terrible day at work, which has robbed you of every nerve. But the very next moment you forget everything when you see the many flowers and candles that have been placed in your apartment. Your eyes become wide and you immediately know who has gone to so much effort.
With a gentle smile on your lips, all frustration suddenly falls away from you. The roses are shining in bright red, the candlelight is shimmering so wonderfully. And now, you also notice the fragrance coming from the kitchen. 
"Good evening, my love." Ignis comes to meet you. With a tender smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with love. Love that was meant for you alone. "Iggy. Wow..." 
Gently, he reaches for your left hand as his left hand places itself on your right hip and he gently sways you. As if he wanted to dance. It was meant more as a loving gesture, but you move along in a slow rhythm as you gaze longingly into his eyes.
"This is so beautiful, Iggy. The flowers, the candles... everything. "I wanted to do something special for you." Ignis cooks for you every night, pampers you where he can, but lately you've been so stressed and down that he wanted to spoil you with a special evening.
You kiss him, whispering how grateful you are for his attention. Sometimes you wonder if Ignis is just a beautiful dream. But every time he kisses you, caresses you and touches you, you know he is not a dream.
Cuddling against his chest, you close your eyes and take in his scent. He smells like home, like your personal oasis of well-being. "I love you, Iggy." "Love you too, my love, With all my heart."
This night you enjoy your togetherness. Your home was filled with sweet words and tender kisses...
Nyx Ulric
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Sighing comfortably, you snuggle up against the chest of the king's servant. There is no better feeling for you than to lie in Nyx Ulric's arms. You feel safe and secure.
You've both decided to spend the night on the couch watching movies. After the busy day you both had at work, you don't want to do anything. And it feels damn good to just lay around and enjoy the togetherness.
Your snacks are on the table in front of the couch; now laid out in a totally messed up way, it looks like raccoons have been at work, but that doesn't bother you at all. A little mess never hurt anyone.
"I could get used to this," you mumble as you look at the TV, snuggling up against Nyx's chest. Against his bare, warm chest. Nyx strokes your hair as he quietly agrees. It was more of a low hum, for he was a bit tired himself already.
"Thanks, hon. Movie night was a good idea of yours." Nyx just knew what helped you switch off and leave the daily grind behind. Nyx answered you with a tender kiss. You looked deep into his eyes as your lips slowly parted. Quickly, the movie was forgotten as Nyx gently strokes through your hair again and again, keeping his arm around your shoulder to have you close to him.
"I want you to be okay, Y/N," he whispers before kissing you softly again. You're on cloud nine, Nyx was a very special man to you after all. You love everything about this man. His character, his looks, the way he treats you. You couldn't be happier.
You have a simple life, but the most important thing for you was to find each other at the end of the day, to enjoy your young love and to live it to the fullest. 
His kiss deepens, accompanied by a comforting sigh. "What about the movie, Nyx?" You grin against his lips as you say this, knowing Nyx had something else in mind. "Fuck it. You're way more important right now!" Chuckling softly, you pull yourself onto his lap and this time it was you who gave him a passionate kiss...
Cor Leonis
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You are pissed off! Pissed off and frustrated! What do people actually allow themselves? Why are customers so eager to ruin your day? You throw the store key into your handbag after locking the door and hope that you won't have to see anyone else today! After this horrible day, you need a week off to calm your nerves!
Sighing, you run a hand through your hair as you make your way home. You really felt like crying at the moment, because it seems like people have lost all respect.
Cor certainly wasn't home yet and that frustrated you even more. There would be nothing better right now than to enjoy the evening with him. Unfortunately, his work often doesn't allow that. But you knew what was in store for you when you married him. Nevertheless, you made a conscious decision to marry Cor Leonis and you still don't regret it.
When you think of Cor, you instantly smile. You don't care about the customers, because in the end they are not a permanent part of your life. But Cor is part of your life and no matter how shitty a day could be, the thought of being in Cor's arms always made your heart smile.
Just as you thought of him, Cor was standing not three meters in front of you. You were so deep in thought that you didn't even notice him at first. He was leaning against his black car, a bouquet of red roses in his hand. "Hey, sweetheart." You love it when he calls you that. Immediately your mood rises and you smile. "Cor!" You rush to him, Cor's gentle smile makes your heart beat faster.
His tender kiss makes you melt away, your knees instantly go all weak. It's a long and tender kiss. "How are you, Y/N? Are you okay?" he asks as he strokes your cheek tenderly. "Now that you're here, I'm doing wonderful." The roses he brought you are beautiful and you can't wait to have them bloom in your home.
You didn't know Cor had another surprise for you. He doesn't drive the usual route to get home, but instead drives in the opposite direction. When you see the car stop in front of a very classy restaurant, you look at Cor with wide eyes. "But... I  look terrible. My hair and my clothes..." But Cor just smirks back at you, leans out to you and kisses you deeply. You instantly fall silent, returning the kiss of the man you so desire.
"You are beautiful and desirable, Y/N." He leans forward a little so that you're pressed into the seat, and you bite your lips in anticipation, knowing how this evening will end. "And if we weren't in a public place, I'd take you right here and now in my car..." "Is that so?"
You both laugh as a last, intense kiss takes place between you before you end the evening together with a romantic dinner...
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Guys, I need the entirety of the loz, ghost, hp, Final Fantasy, KH, Marvel, DC, and lotr fanbases to help me recover right now. My boyfriend told me we should take a break due to quite a few different circumstances and it's looking like it may be a full breakup of which I am not ready for, please recommend your best fluffy/smutty fics to get me through these tough times :(
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scientiastudy · 2 years
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Fizzle (Ignis Scientia x Reader)
He’d promised you that night that he would always come home, and you held him to it.
Pairing: Ignis Scientia x Gender & Size neutral Reader
Word Count: 2.2k
Rating: T
Content: Hurt/comfort, post-injury Ignis, friends to kind-of lovers, fix-it (sorta), angst
Author's note: This is a sister fic to this fic i did from a request about Ignis caring for the reader's wounds, only this time it's switched around and has a bit more backstory. This also has blind!Iggy bc I feel like people don't give him enough love post-injury. I hope y'all enjoy!
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You’re making dinner when Ignis shambles through the front door of your shared abode, his normally spotless fatigues covered in dirt and blood as he drops his rucksack in the doorway. His glasses are askew, the frames slightly bent and the right lens cracked. You immediately stop what you’re doing, a disheveled Ignis is never a happy Ignis. You immediately shut off the stove and drop the spoon in your hand, rushing over to your friend. You place a concerned hand on his shoulder, mentally assessing his wounds.
“Ignis, are you okay?” You ask, concern lacing your voice as he shrugs off your hand.
“I’m quite alright, thank you very much,” He replies stiffly, and you sigh as you watch him straighten his back in an attempt to look uninjured. “I apologize for causing any unnecessary fuss or interruptions. You can go back to your task.”
You roll your eyes at his poor attempt at deflection. If the eternal night has made Ignis into anything, it’s a pain in the ass. While he was stubborn before, he’s almost incorrigibly obstinate now with certain things. Unfortunately, hunting is one of those certain things.
“It can wait,” You reply, reaching out to gently grab his elbow before pushing him in the direction of the bathroom. “You, however, cannot. Take a shower and I’ll patch you up when you’re done, ‘kay, Specs?” While you phrase it like a question, your tone shows the finality of your statement. It’s the same tone you used to get Gladio to take a day off of training, or to Prompto when he got overzealous with the camera. Ignis pauses for a moment before nodding, limping off to the bathroom in begrudging silence.
You sigh when you hear the bathroom door click shut behind him, shaking your head as you go to retrieve the first aid kit from the closet. You’d restocked last month, so you still have a fair amount of supplies. However, you’d prefer you didn’t need to restock at all. But that’s an argument for another day.
When the endless night began 4 years ago you and the guys tried to stick together. You’d gone on hunts and even tried to follow leads to Noct’s whereabouts, but to no avail. You’d all eventually drifted apart. Without Noct to keep you all together, there was no real reason to stay. Prompto stayed in Hammerhead to be closer to Cindy while Gladio traversed the country in a one-man crusade against the daemons. You and Ignis opted to stay in Meldacio for the safety and information, keeping your ears to the ground in case any of the hunters came up with any leads.
Of course, there had been a bit more to it than that at the time.
His whole life, all Ignis had known was his duty to Noct. He’d cared for the prince since they were both children. He had been the rock that had weathered thousands of tantrums and meltdowns, the shore that met the sea of his prince’s ever-changing needs for the better part of two decades. His whole life had revolved around Noct, and now he’s gone.
In the direct aftermath of Noct’s disappearance, Ignis had done his best to pretend he was alright, that he wasn’t spiraling as his whole world was ripped off of its axis. He’d busied himself digging up leads and preparing for the Chosen King’s return, trying to continue his duty. But as the leads dried up and Noct remained missing, he withdrew into himself even more.
Gladio and Prompto hadn’t been around enough to see it, of course. The Shield was rarely in one place for long, constantly chasing the biggest and baddest daemon to drive his sword into. Prompto had shrunk into himself without your mutual friend, scurrying around Hammerhead running errands for Cindy in an attempt at normalcy.
You’d been accompanying Ignis on his hunts for leads, acting as his pair of eyes through dungeons and meetings with hunters. You’d seen how listless he’d become, how hard and brittle his exterior became as time passed. You were forced to watch as he secretly took to training until he was on the verge of collapse, as he threw himself at harder and harder hunts until you were worried he’d never come home.
“Home” is loosely used between you two. You’d shacked up together in a small cabin provided by Dave in central Meldacio. It’s nothing big, just a living room, bathroom, bedroom, and kitchen. The small size had been a bit of a challenge at first, but as Ignis memorized the layout of the house he was able to navigate it like it was his apartment back in Insomnia.
It had only supposed to be a temporary arrangement, but you resolved to stay in Meldacio with Ignis the day a group of hunters brought him back on a stretcher half-dead and disoriented. You’d allowed him time to recover before you’d confronted him about his behavior, concerned he’d die before Noct could even return. It had been a night of raised voices and high tensions as the both of you argued your sides. Ignis had insisted he needed to be ready for Noct’s return, that the only way he could get better was to test himself through combat. His voice had cut through the air of your home like a knife, angry and defiant against your pleas.
It had only been when you had broken down, when you had slid to the floor begging Ignis to not make you bury another friend that he’d stopped. He’d made his way to you, joining you on the floor and gathering you into his arms as you cried. The two of you stayed like that for what felt like hours, Ignis holding you as you cried into his shoulder. When your tears had dried and your sobs quieted you had expected him to let go, but he didn’t. He simply held you closer, intertwining your fingers as you sat in silence.
He’d promised you that night that he would always come home, and you held him to it.
You’re broken out of your reverie as you hear the tell-tale sound of the shower shutting off. You take a few deep breaths to collect yourself before walking to the bathroom door and knocking, only twisting the knob when you hear a curt “Enter,” From the other side of the door.
You’d long ago become accustomed to him being in a state of undress, often being shirtless or only in his boxers as you attended to his injuries. And though you’ve spent years patching Ignis up after hunts, but somehow you feel like you’ll never be used to seeing him injured. He’s sitting on the closed lid of the toilet, and your gut twists as you walk closer to assess his injuries, the full extent finally visible as he sits almost nude in front of you. His chest is covered in the angry red beginnings of bruises, the signature marks of a saberclaw marring his wiry arms. You can see the beginnings of a bruise blooming up his hip and side, trailing down to his thigh. You see the source of the limp on his left leg: a nasty bite so deep you shudder at the sight.
You sigh as you pull on a pair of gloves and get out a bottle of disinfectant and a few cotton balls.
“I wish you wouldn’t push yourself so hard,” You say quietly, breaking the silence permeating the air. You gently touch his arm before starting to work on his wounds, allowing him time to brace for the pain.
“I know,” He replies, unseeing eyes turning towards your direction. “But the fact remains that the rent needs to be paid. You know better than anyone that the market for paying jobs is drying up by the day. Hunting is the most stable form of income in these times, even if it does come with risks.”
“Then let me go with you,” You plead, flinching in sympathy when he hisses as you touch a particularly deep cut. You begin wrapping up his wounds as you continue, feeling him stiffen up at the suggestion. “It’s not like there’s much news other than daemon sightings coming through here. I’m more than capable of taking care of myself.”
It’s Ignis’s turn to sigh as you move on to his leg, wiping the blood away before tentatively beginning your work on the bite marring his calf. Silence reigns again as you pour a curative over it first, watching as the muscle fibers knit back together and the skin closes tighter and tighter until the bite is just a superficial wound. You disinfect it with deft hands, wrapping a bandage around his leg before moving to stand from where you’re kneeling in front of him.
Before you can stand his hand fumbles to your wrist, gently catching it in his grip as his eyes fix themselves on you.
“I know you are perfectly capable of taking care of yourself,” He says, his words calculated and slow in the air between you. “And you are correct, news of import has become increasingly rare lately,” His hand moves to hold your gently, the warmth of his fingers seeping into yours. “But I need you here.”
Disappointment wells in your gut at his words, but you understand. Ignis has always been a provider, has always given every bit of himself and asked for nothing in return. Like this, he can provide for you. He can have a sense of duty, he can be needed.
But just because you understand, doesn’t mean you have to like it.
“Okay,” You say, your voice strained as you fight back tears. You so desperately want to ease his burden, to take all of the gods and monsters away so he could simply be. But the universe never makes things that simple. You’ve spent the last few years building yourself into what he needs. You aren’t quite lovers, the crippling fear and constant “what-if”s of the endless night had dashed any hope for a conventional romance. Instead, you toe the line between friends and lovers, just far enough apart to remain safe but too far to be amorous. You wait at home like a reverent spouse, running errands and cleaning to keep busy while he’s away.
When you stand up this time, Ignis does as well, stooping down to place a gentle kiss on your cheek before you walk out to put the first aid kit away. After the kit is back in its place you turn your attention to the kitchen. You salvage what you can of the ingredients, returning them to their places and ditching the risotto you had been working on in favor of dipping into your spending money to order from Portuttle Hut. You call out your plans to Ignis, who voices his assent as your walk out the door into the darkness.
The walk to the Portuttle Hut is short, living in central Meldacio does wonders for your commute time. You order yourself and Ignis two meat pies, thanking the tipster before walking back home with your treasure nestled in your bag.
Dinner is silent, both you and Ignis taking time to process your day as you eat. He’s in a loose white button-up and black pajama pants The sound of the radio fills the empty space, reports of daemon activity and Imperial movements blurring together as time passes. When you’re finished you both retire to the bedroom, Ignis settling into the sheets as you change into your pajamas.
You turn off the light by the bedside when you join him, swathing the room in all too familiar darkness. When you roll on your side you feel a hand on your waist tugging you closer, and you scoot back until you can feel the solidness of Ignis’s chest against your back. One of his arms encircles your waist while the other sprawls out on the bed, his breath tickling the crown of your head where he rests his chin.
Melancholy seeps into your veins as you lay there, intertwined like a pair of lovers. You allow yourself to get lost in fantasy for a moment. You imagine a world where you both had been born into more humble means, where your only responsibility was to each other. You’d live in a cozy apartment in a quiet corner of Insomnia with a cat and a big kitchen. You’d go on coffee dates and spend hours talking about nothing in the middle of the night. You’d grow old together, maybe move out to the country to live out your golden years.
You’d be able to truly love each other, you wouldn’t have to constantly toe the line between friends and lovers. You'd get married and leave stupid little notes in each other’s lunch boxes. You’d never worry about the weak points of a coeurl or how to cut a sirloin out of a garula.
But then he curls himself around you, his thumb lovingly rubbing small circles over your skin and you realize this moment is enough for now.
He’ll always be enough.
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