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suvidrache · 6 months
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Word Count: 541 | Read it on AO3 | masterlist
Summary: a first date with ignis.
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Ignis could not stand basic things. He enjoyed going above and beyond for anything and everything that he did. He enjoyed seeing the happiness on your face and seeing how happy he made you with anything that he did. When Ignis first met you, he wanted to know more. He wanted to talk to you and get to know you better. Unfortunately, he didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to approach you. He wasn't the type of person Gladiolus was. He would know what to say. He would have walked right up to you and flirted, and you might have enjoyed it. Ignis wasn't that type of person. He wanted to be respectful. He wanted to get your attention, but he didn't know how.
He didn't know he was staring. You noticed, and you started to walk towards him. He looked around and turned his attention back to you. 
"Why are you staring at me?" You asked him.
"I'm so sorry." He said as he placed a hand behind his head. "I wasn't aware that I was."
"Are you nervous?" You asked, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"Yes, I'm not very good at talking to people… I don't want to sound weird, but I think you look nice."
You gave a small smile. "You look nice, too."
"Thank you."
He tried his best not to be as awkward. He didn't know how to continue the conversation further, and it would be up to you if you wanted to continue it on.
Despite the first encounter, he did a lot better when you both talked more. Eventually, you both decided to go on a date. He could have taken you to a restaurant or he could take you to his house and cook for you. It didn't matter to him either way. You decided to try his cooking.
Surprisingly, he seemed to sort of know what he was doing. He covered the table with a tablecloth of your favorite color. He had a centerpiece of your favorite flowers. When you arrived at his doorstep, he led you into his house and to the table. He set your food down and then grabbed his. Whether you liked alcohol or not, it didn't matter. He was prepared for that as well. He filled your glass first and ate a bite of his food after you had taken a bite of yours. If you asked about the food, he was glad to tell you all about it, including the tiny details. He loved cooking, and he was a cook for Prince Noctis. You both talked and got to know each other better. When it was time for you to go home, he would offer you a ride home or to walk you home. If you accepted a ride, he would hold your door open until you got in. Then, when you arrived, he'd hold your door open again. Even if you lived in a safe area, it didn't matter. He'd walk you to your doorstep and give your hand a kiss. Something he'd think about later. He should have done something differently. You thanked him for the night, wished him well, and asked if he'd be interested in another date. He would be. 
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promtease · 9 months
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I like doing polls, so here's a poll for you :)
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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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valenli · 8 months
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Headcanons for some of my favourite men in franchises (Games)
As I said I made more, and i need more ideas from games. However here are a few
Jacob Frye (ACS)
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Jacob loves being sarcastic. He often teases his S/O lady with his funny remarks, though he does his best to time them right
Jacob goes drinking with his S/O in order to have fun, and fight off any templar crooks who may try harming her
Even when he's older, his charismatic nature doesn't hide from his S/O. He let's her know by telling her jokes quietly or with letters filled with jokes
He boasts about his S/O to Evie though he used to tease her about 'Greenie'. However he does seem very compassionate about his S/O
Jin Sakai (GOT)
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Jin is pretty protective of his S/O. He let's her know this by holding her wrist in dangerous places or by holding his blade handle
Jin enjoys visiting hot springs with his S/O. Often to recover after his many battles with the Mongols and to get through his worries
Jin brings S/O with him to shrines they visit. Petting foxes is a must on their travels when passing through nature
Jin limits himself when drinking to make sure he's always sharp, but he let's S/O drink comfortably, even joking with her
Ignis Scientia (FFXV)
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Ignis often makes S/O her favourite dishes in order to avoid having to go to expensive places, also because S/O prefers his cooking
Ignis takes S/O around Altissia when possible, showing her the nicest areas and buys her small gifts with significant gifts
Health is important to Ignis. He makes sure his S/O is maintaining her health and staying clean
Even after losing his vision, he often let's his S/O know that it doesn't stop him from his old hobbies and he still does his best
Joseph Seed (FC5)
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Joseph often does bible studies with his S/O. They share their favourite verses together or discuss meanings
Joseph talks about his S/O to the followers, but mainly to his siblings. It's clear he loves her as he describes her in great measures
After the collapse, he'd probably live with his S/O. Enjoying the beauty of the Eden tree or the water from the waterfall
Joseph and his S/O would help the village against the highwayman as they'd have experience through the years against the foes
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contessa-scientia · 1 month
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How much I would sell myself to the men of FFXV
Noctis: all expense paid vacation or he has to eat one salad to completion Promto: a boudoir photoshoot and some nudes Ignis: a new recipe and backshots Gladiolus: One cup noodle... half eaten cup noodle... free? Cor: FREE 99! DADDY ALWAYS GETS A TASTE Ravus: Automated Message: "Your credit will clear once you defect from the empire. As of now your payment is pending, thank you." Ardyn: Ardyn Izunia *card declined* ... Ardyn Lucis Caelum *cash, card, check are all approved for the low payment of 2 gil*
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final fantasy xv and everything is the same but tiktok exists in Eos
meaning Ignis and Gladio are 99% more annoyed at Noct and Prompto at any time of their lives
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shellswritesstuff · 1 year
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chocobro squishmallow headcanons please... I beg
WHAT AN AMAZING ASK... THANK YOU
[I'll put the picture, followed by the lil blurb that comes on the tag. Big thankies squishmallow wiki jsjsj-]
Noct
This is Benedict 😭
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"Benedict grew up in a small family as an only child, and enjoys his privacy and quiet time. You can usually find Benedict kayaking or fishing alone, but if you ask him, he will welcome your company any time! Grab your floaties and jump in!"
Prompto
Greeeegory... 🤭
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Meet Gregory, the go-to photographer for all things nature. Gregory takes amazing photos from all over the world, he just got back from a trip in the Mallow Mountains! He loves sharing the amazing things he sees with other 'mallows. Where should he go on his next photo-adventure?
Ignis
AMALIEEEE- 🥰
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Meet Amalie. She loves slithering through the jungle with her iced coffee before she starts her day. Amalie is a vegetarian chef and works hard to keep her menu tasty and intresting, her latest menu features jackfruit with a variety of beans. Do you want to try the nacho cheese?
Gladio
Owns this lil dude in every size. Kaitlyn!!! 😭
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Meet Kaitlyn. This loyal and loving lemur is your new best friend and workout buddy! Kaitlyn loves going for runs, swimming in lakes, and hiking. Her latest hobby is mud running! She may get dirty, but she always has her precious pink glow!
BONUS
Cindy
DEFINITELY HAS HAL WITH HER IN THE GARAGE!!
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Say hi to Hal! Hal is a mechanic in training, and loves to learn all about cars and trucks! Hal’s practicing so that he can build a custom car one day and go on a road trip! He wants to see the ocean, eat new foods, and maybe even make friends along the way.
Dino
Badabing, badaboom. You can't tell me Dino hasn't made this lil guy a freaking necklace.. Omar!
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Omar loves crystals, gems and jewelry and has an eye for finding the beauty in everything he does. He hopes to be a jeweler one day!
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sailorsolar12 · 2 years
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Final Fantasy XV Rant
OK!!!! So I finally finished playing Final Fantasy XV as I had tried to play it multiple times over the years on different systems, but life always got in the way of me finishing it. Even now, I didn't play the game for almost a year before I finally finished it last night....and I have a few things to say...
I CANNOT BELIEVE THOSE FREAKING GODS! I am a huge fan of Percy Jackson, so when the game began mentioning gods and prophecies, I was like "OKAY BITCHES! LET'S SEE HOW WE CAN FIGHT IT!" nope....you can't change the fate of Noctis Lucis Caelum.....*Cue sad face*
Noctis and Luna need all the love and affection in the world. I will happily fight anyone and everyone to somehow travel to the beyond to make sure they get cuddles and snuggles and hugs and love.
Prompto's backstory is probably my favorite next to Ardyn's - I will get to him in a minute. That blonde boy needs to be protected with every power available. He did not deserve what happened to him, and I am glad he was able to befriend Noctis, Gladiolus, and Ignis.
Aranea is hot, and you cannot tell me otherwise....FIGHT ME!
Ardyn did not deserve to be duped like that. He was freaking healer! HE WAS HELPING PEOPLE! Those stupid gods totally set him up when they blessed him...who wants to join me to go rip them a new one on Ardyn's behalf?
Sooooo as you can see....I may be a little too emotionally invested in this game....as a result I now have lots of ideas of what to do. Fics, imagines, and headcanons will be coming soon y'all!
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bionicle-ramblings · 4 months
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I'm thinking in terms of an actor au, and this is sending me:
When they're not filming, Vakama is just the most formal, most "posh" person in the cast. He's confident, sure, studies his scripts, maybe even studies who he's supposed to be once the cameras start rolling and is easy to tell when he's "on" and when he's "off" because he's compartmentalized it
He still slips up, forgets lines, and misses cues, but overall, he's interesting to work with because he can "get into" playing his character the same way someone puts a coat on and takes it off just as easily
Imagine in interviews, he's the one that sits straight with one leg folded over the other and everyone around him is just poking fun at him because he's literally always sitting and standing like he's meeting with royalty
He does have his more chaotic moments with the other cast and crew mates, but overall, he's essentially the Ignis Scientia of the cast
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ffxvficrec · 1 month
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by Anonymous Sighing, the man lifted his blade slowly. He lifted the edge to the blond’s throat, admiring how the snow that had blown in was sprinkled in his hair. The Prince of Lucis could imagine just how beautiful the Niff’s body was under his robes. The monster was far too cruel to let this opportunity slip by. “No, No,” He chuckled softly, pulling the blade away. He slammed it into the ground with such force he was able to implant part of it into the floorboards. “Death is a mercy, I will never give you.” Words: 4702, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence , Rape/Non-Con Categories: M/M Characters: Prompto Argentum , Noctis Lucis Caelum , Iedolas Aldercapt , Minor Characters , Verstael Besithia (mentioned) , Ignis Scientia (mentioned) Relationships: Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum Additional Tags: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat , Rape , Eye Sex , Eye Trauma , Crossdressing , Age Difference , 30-Year-Old Noctis Lucis Caelum , 20-Year-Old Prompto Argentum , Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence , Alternate Universe - Lucis wins the war , Noctis is an asshole , Everyone is an asshole except Prompto actually , Hurt No Comfort , Corruption Kink , Niflheim Prince Prompto Argentum , Forced Relationship , slight stockholm syndrome , Abuse , Suicidal Thoughts , Blood and Gore , don't read this if ANY of this triggers you , seriously , Not Beta Read , I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping , Blow Jobs
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suvidrache · 4 months
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Bold Questions
age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.
Word Count: 528 | Read it on AO3 | Masterlist
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Ignis didn't mind being outside or watching the stars. He often went on camping trips with Noctis. Ignis had to go in order to cook for the prince. There were times that the group would sit around the campfire and tell stories or even just watch the stars or the fire. Ignis had never done it with you, though. It wasn't intentional. It was just something that had slipped his mind. He would rarely object to your invitation. He would gladly join you if you asked. He loved to spend time with you when he wasn't working.
It was one of his few days off from work, and he sat reading a book. You were also reading a book. Both of you were in your own little world, enjoying the company of each other. It was when the sun began to set that you looked at Ignis and gently touched him. He looked up from his book and adjusted his glasses.
“Yes, love?”
“Do you want to watch the stars together?”
“Yes, I'd love to.”
You smiled as you got up from your spot. Ignis marked his place in his book while you went and got the blankets. Ignis grabbed chairs. He didn't want you both to be sitting on the ground. It wouldn't be comfortable, and the blankets could get dirty. He set up the chairs, and you handed him a blanket as you sat down in your chair. He took it and spread it on his lap as you wrapped yours around you.
He sat, looking up at the stars. At some point, he reached out his hand for you to take. You took his hand, and you both sat in the quiet night, listening to the creatures of the night. After some time, Ignis got up to stretch his limbs.
“Ignis, do you want to have sex?” You asked as you looked up at him.
He pushed his glasses up and blinked. He heard you. He just needed some time to process what you had said. He wouldn't have asked first, and you knew that. He wasn't the type to ask such bold questions, especially in a public setting. He looked around before looking at you.
“Alright.” He had to be sure you were alone. He didn't want to be caught.
He stood up and spread the blankets out while you undressed. Then he undressed. You laid down, and he moved in between your legs. He began to lick you, and you let out a moan. Your hand went to the back of his head, and he continued licking/sucking you. His fingers began to rub/stroke you. His eyes are looking up at you as he continues working his fingers and going harder and faster, bringing you to cum. He rubbed his cock against you, letting out a moan. He worked his hand up and down his hardened length before slipping inside of you. His face was light with blush as he slowly began to thrust his hips back and forth. He slowly picked up the pace and began to thrust harder and faster. His hands grasped your hips as yours grasped the blankets.
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thisfairytalegonebad · 6 months
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Stranded/Broken Phone - Whumptober day 10
Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Character: Ignis Scientia Rating: Teen and up Warnings: None
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No matter how one feels about working with other people, in the Darkness, it’s no longer optional. It’s rule number one at the hunters’ headquarters - no hunting alone.
Ignis, while stubborn and confident in his own abilities, isn’t actually stupid enough to question that rule, even though Gladio seems to think otherwise. No, he wouldn’t dare venture out alone, blind or not, but finding other hunters willing to take the perceived risk and bring him along turns out to be a bigger challenge than anticipated.
It irks him, that he has to prove himself over and over again while even Iris, not even fully grown yet, regularly joins groups of hunters and people have long stopped even batting an eye at that. What irks him even more is that he cannot even truly blame them for being hesitant about him tagging along - sometimes he himself can hardly believe how far he’s come since stumbling around the waterlogged mine in Cartanica.
Still, it means that he has to take what he can get, and so when he hears of a group of hunters heading out to reclaim a fallen outpost, he jumps at the chance.
From the very start, Ignis doesn’t like them. He’s disgusted with their leader’s arrogant attitude, and the others seem like spineless cowards unable to think for themselves. Looking back, he definitely should’ve known better, but they agree to take him along and he’s itching to get out and be useful, so he doesn’t question them nearly as much as he should.
Hindsight and all.
As it turns out, his assessment of the group as spineless cowards was more than accurate and paired with a leader who is too full of himself, it’s a perfect recipe for disaster. Once it becomes clear that things are going irreparably downhill, those fools turn on their heel and flee, leaving Ignis to struggle alone.
It’s not like he thinks fleeing is a bad idea - in fact, it is a capital idea and he’d love nothing more than to do the same, but he’s been backed into a corner and so his only options are to fight his way out of it or die trying.
He manages to go with the first, preferred option, but only barely, and he doesn’t make it very far until he collapses into the dirt and passes out before he can properly process it.
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Ignis wakes, and that in itself comes as a surprise, at least once the events that lead to this situation come back to him. He passed out somewhere in the wilderness, in an area that is crawling with daemons, and somehow they haven’t eaten him alive. It’s almost too lucky, but Ignis isn’t going to complain about it.
He has a far more urgent problem, anyway - he has no gods-damned idea where he is.
Stubbornly shoving the panic that threatens to arise within him back down, he drags himself upright and assesses his injuries.
His right wrist hurts something fierce, and he hopes it’s just sprained but he wouldn’t bet on it - he thinks he feels something shift inside, but perhaps he’s just imagining it. Either way, he’ll have to resort to one-handed fighting for the time being.
He doesn’t think he’s actively bleeding anywhere, which is good. He does have cuts and bruises all over his arms and torso, but they all seem to be superficial.
Aside from his wrist, his head hurts the worst, likely the reason why he passed out. Concussion, most likely. He suspects he’s only been out for a couple of minutes at most, but it’s enough to leave him completely disoriented.
They didn’t venture too far from the road, but even though Ignis can still see some light despite his blindness, that is only the case when he’s looking directly at it, not from a distance like the street lights would be. If he starts walking now, it’s a gamble that’ll most likely end with him wandering even further into the darkness.
Hauling himself to his feet with gritted teeth - his body feels like one giant bruise and he wants nothing more than to lie down in a soft bed - he summons his polearm and uses it as a cane. For now, he has to get out of the open, find shelter to try and contact someone for help.
Stumbling around for a while eventually leads him to a little dent in a rock face. Not deep enough to be a cave where daemons might be lurking, but allowing him to nestle into it enough to not be immediately spotted by anything that passes by.
Dismissing the polearm into the Armiger, he takes his phone out instead.
“Call…” he trails off, thinking. Prompto and Gladio are both about equally far away, one in Lestallum, the other in Hammerhead, but they might be able to send someone to find him. Gladio might be out hunting, but Prompto should have returned from a mission just a day or two ago, he’d probably still be in Hammerhead.
“Call Prompto Argentum,” he decides, but to his utter horror, his phone doesn’t respond to the command at all.
“Call Prompto Argentum,” he says again, and then he tries Gladio for good measure, but his phone is dead silent. Drained battery, maybe, or perhaps it broke during the fight, but either way, it means he has no way to contact anyone.
The panic he’s shoved down earlier returns, and it’s decidedly harder to ignore this time. This… complicates things. His earlier decision still stands - he can’t stumble blindly in one direction and hope to find the road on his own, and even if he did, he’d still be stranded miles away from the nearest safe outpost. There is a haven nearby, he knows, but those tend to be either deep in the woods or on open fields and he’s sure to get himself killed way before he even gets close to it.
His only real option is to sit and wait and hope those good-for-nothing hunters at least have the decency to send someone after him.
Ignis leans his aching head back against the cool stone and closes his eyes. His body feels beaten and bruised and his wrist is throbbing fiercely - there’s no ignoring the fact that it’s broken now. Fear is steadily thrumming through him and as time passes, it gets harder and harder to keep himself together and not start panicking.
His concussion seems to be worse than initially suspected because he eventually starts drifting in and out of consciousness, and the fear has a tight grip on his heart now, squeezing tighter and tighter until he feels barely able to breathe.
He… he doesn’t want to die here, doesn’t want to die alone in the middle of nowhere. The last time he spoke to Prompto was a week ago, and he hasn’t heard Gladio’s voice in nearly a month. Noct… gods, Ignis wants to be here when Noct comes back, at his side when he reclaims the throne as he has always been.
Salty tears sting the cuts on his face and he sobs, no longer able to keep himself together.
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Ignis can’t tell how long it’s been when he hears footsteps and startles to attention, summoning one dagger to his good hand out of pure reflex.
The footsteps sound human, but that doesn’t have to equal safety, so he presses himself closer to the rock and waits in tense silence.
“Hey!” a voice calls. It’s not Prompto or Gladio, but it’s familiar, even though it takes Ignis a moment to assign a name to it.
“Hey, oh, thank the gods, there you are!” The footsteps come to a halt in front of Ignis’ hiding place, and the name snaps into place a second later.
“Dave?”
“Yeah, it’s me, think you can stand? C’mon, let’s get out of here.”
Dave helps him stand, steadying him when getting upright comes with a wave of dizziness that nearly sends him crashing back to the ground.
“How did you find me?” Ignis croaks, only now realising how dry his throat is. Perhaps he’s been out here longer than he thought.
Dave snorts but there’s no mirth behind it. “Them hunters came back without you, I knew something ain’t right. Didn’t wanna talk at first but then I got it out of them that they just up and left you here. Couldn’t stand for it of course, so I pressed them for details and gathered a search party.”
Dave stops them both and lets go of Ignis to unlock his truck, then helps him climb into the passenger seat. There are other people sitting in the back, the aforementioned search party, but Ignis is too tired to try and make out any familiar voices.
“I appreciate it,” Ignis says, leaning his head back against the headrest and closing his eyes. He's just so tired, he's vaguely aware that he's trembling and he tastes something wet and salty on his lips.
“’Course, we owe you and yours a lot.” Dave waves him off, and then, in a softer tone, “Hey, you want me to call one of your boys?”
Gods, yes.
“Please,” he manages, hoping it doesn’t come out as desperate as it feels. “My phone isn’t working.”
“Sure,” Dave drawls. “You just rest ‘n don’t worry about a thing.”
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Later, he barely remembers the ride, let alone how Dave hauled him to a bed and let him rest, but when he wakes the next time, his wounds are dressed, his broken wrist is splinted and the fingers on his good hands are entangled with someone else’s.
“Iggy?” Prompto asks when Ignis stirs, sleepy and disoriented but unmistakably Prompto. “Iggy, you’re awake, how do you feel?”
Embarrassingly, for the third time in an entirely too short time, Ignis burst into tears, but this time, Prompto wraps him up in a gentle embrace and makes reassuring noises at him, and Ignis finally feels safe.
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sheep-and-lykos · 1 year
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Playing Daddy: Ignis Scientia x Fem!Reader (NSFW)
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Contains: Daddy kink, spanking, bondage
Song Recommendation: Love Game - Lady Gaga
Your back slammed against the wall, rattling the intricate photographs and paintings in ornate frames that Ignis had meticulously placed. His hands, always so graceful and caring now hard and hungry, snatched at your body as if they were starving wolves. Fingers digging into your heated flesh, nails biting into your soft skin. His greedy lips were attached to yours like glue, your tongues danced and clashed together, teeth nearly scraping against each other the closer you two seemed to get closer (if it was even possible).
You could feel every detail of his slender form against you through his Crownsguard clothes he had not been able to take since he stormed home just moments ago. You could feel his lean and sturdy muscle pressed up against you, his proud and tight chest flushed against yours where you could feel his heart pounding rapidly, his cock despreately wanting to be freed from his pants and boxer-briefs.
Ignis broke from the kiss, he grabbed your jaw and turned your head to the side. He bent in low and close to your ear, his hot breath scorched your skin in ways that made your head swim in a sea of never-ending lust.
“I do not like that stunt you pulled today, kitten,” he growled in your ear.
“And what stunt was that?”
Your lips were curled in a cheshire smile, your eyes full of mischief.
“You know exactly what it was. The messages, the photos, the voicemail you left on my office phone. Had I answered it with Clarus in the room-” Ignis dug his fingertips deeper into the flesh of your jaw. “You’re a naughty minx, aren’t you? Sending me photos of you in lingerie as if you were on a pin-up magazine. Sending me those messages as if they’re straight from the raunchiest novel you could find.”
“All to get you to rush home, Ig-”
“No!” He jerked your head back to look him in the eyes. His eyes were such a vibrant shade of green, like the lush forests surrounding lestallum, like the palms swaying in Galadin, like the emerald waters of Altissia. They were filled to the brim with want, with need, with lust. “Call me what you called me over the phone,” he demanded.
Your brows raised up in shock. You had only said it to see if he would notice - and he surely did. You didn’t think he would take so much interest in the little name you gave him over the phone, but he clearly did. He was panting, looking crazy just to hear it spill from your lips again as if it would be a sermon to him, a divine sermon from the Astrals themselves.
“Whatever you want, daddy.”
Ignis suddenly hauled you up your waist and carried you bridal to your bedroom before tossing you onto the mattress. You gasped as you bounced on the soft material, staring up at him in shock by the sudden roughness. Ignis stalked towards you as if he were a predator. His pupils were blown wide, eating away at the green of his hues. His glasses were lost somewhere in the living room, his hair a mess, his blazer crinkled and would need to be pressed later on.
You knew Ignis was a kinky man - in secret of course (although Gladio could sniff it out of him without even thinking) - but you didn’t think about this being one of his kinks.
Ignis grabbed at your ankle and dragged you closer to him until your knees were drifting off of the bed.
“I receive photos of you looking like absolute sin and yet, I come home and you are not dressed like it anymore.” He looked over your freshly scrubbed face, makeup from earlier completely gone with a trace of mascara or concealer left behind. No lace or silk wrapped around your body as if you a little present. “What a shame.”
“I’m sorry, daddy.”
“You should be. Now strip.”
You flushed at the order. Ignis was never this demanding. Seeing him take complete charge sparked something deep inside of you.
He stood there, watching your every move, not moving from where he stood until you were butt naked on the mattress.
You started with your top, peeling your sweater up and off your head. Then your brassiere where you took your time to unhook it from the back, letting both fall to the freshly cleaned floorboards. Ignis’ eyes glanced over your now naked breasts, gazing at your shoulders and your neck he was soon about to mark up to hell and back with hickies and bruises.
Then your pants. Unbuttoning them and undoing the zipper slowly, you wiggled them off of you to reveal to him that you were infact not wearing any underwear at the moment. As soon as your pants hit the floor Ignis hummed with satisfaction.
Ignis walked over to the dressers lined against the side wall taht lead to his ensuite-bathroom, specifically the one right by the door. Opening the top drawer’s latch, he dug around. You kept it as your brassiere drawer with a few of your lacey numbers ranging from a babydoll dress to a lace garter with attached thigh highs. Ignis pulled out the lingerie you had sent him a photo of. It was a naval blue with gold accents, the cups pushed your breasts up and the straps in the back were intricate. It looked as though you were an astral yourself, Ignis swore. He held it out to admire it before glancing your way but set it back into the drawer.
“You’re not going to make me put it on?”
Ignis shook his head slowly, only continued to dig through the drawer until he found what he was looking for.
In that same drawer, you kept some ribbon. It was for whatever you needed with clothes or dresses, maybe even for hair. You hadn’t used it in a while and had quite honestly forgot about it, but clearly Ignis did not. He produced a big roll of wide ribbon, maybe about two inches wide and silk ribbon the color of the shiniest gold you could imagine that went on for a while. He had also produced fabric shears that he had goten for you, they gleamed in the soft lighting of the bedroom.
Ignis stalked towards you again, unraveling the ribbon as he came closer to you.
“Now be a good girl and show me your wrists,” he demanded.
You placed your wrists before you, palms against each other to make it easier for him. You knew better than to tease Ignis too much. He wrapped the golden ribbon around your wrists and along your forearms just until halfway up before being tied with an intricate knot. He then went below and quickly tied up your ankles as well, following with the same intricate golden knot as your wrists.
Ignis then dropped the remaining spool and scissors onto the ottoman by the foot of the bed and stood there, looking over his work.
“You’re just going to tie me up and have your way with me then, daddy?” you teased.
“Oh no, my dear, I am going to punish you.” “Punish me?” You threw your eyebrows up. “Punish me how?”
Ignis fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, shrugging off his blazer in the process. His chest was sweaty, glistening deliciously. You wanted to lick it, you wanted to kiss it, leave marks all over it to prove to the world that he was yours and only yours. Your face was blazing at this point while he dropped his fancy button up shirt to the floor to join your clothes.
“If I’m to play daddy, then I must do it right.” Ignis had produced one of his belts from the closet. It was black and shiny pleather with a shiny silver buckle, one that you haven’t seen him wear in a while. He glanced between you and the belt. “A spanking seems fitting for teasing me so, don’t you agree, kitten?”
You swallowed as he approached, looping the belt in one hand as his other pushed your shoulder to the side to turn you. He guided you to sit on your knees and to bend until your head was resting on the mattress and your bare ass was up in the air. Ignis grazed his hand against the curve of your bottom, elegant fingers going along with the curve until he messed with the belt some more.
“Now, my little minx, how many spankings do you think you deserve for being so slutty to daddy?”
“How many do you wanna give me, sir?” you smiled coyly against the sheets.
You cried out as he suddenly spanking you with his hand and not the belt, your asscheek sparking with pain.
“Would you like to try that again?”
“I’m sorry daddy.”
“That’s better.” He shifted the belt in his grasp. “For that, it will be fifteen. You are to count, and if you mess up or stumble, we’re starting over.”
Crack! You cried out as the pleather smacked against your asscheeks. You whimpered out “one” as Ignis hummed in content. You could feel your loins on fire, your cheeks were ablaze.
Crack! You panted, this time it was higher on your ass, just as the curve started. You muttered out a pitiful “two” as he kept going.
Crack! You were practically dripping at the point as you bit into the sheets and whispered “three” just loud enough for him to hear it.
Four… five… six…
Every snap and crack of his belt on your ass was in different spots. On the bottom of your ass, along your crack, towards you flanks.
Seven… eight… nine…
You were making lewd noises with every snap against your flesh. Your ass was on fire, your back was aching from the odd angle you were in with your arms below you and your knees tucked.
Ten… eleven… twelve…
Ignis was panting with every spank, cursing to himself. He would run a hand along your beating ass, smack it here and there, slip his fingers into your moist heat. He would get close to you, smell your lotion, your shampoo and perfume. It drove him all mad inside.
Thirteen… Fourteen…
Crack! “Fifteen” you whined out. You sobbed softly, your body wracking with heaves as you finally rested.
Ignis gave you a moment, putting away the belt and the spool of ribbon before coming back to rub a calm hand on your beating ass.
You struggled against the binds of the silky ribbons still tied tightly around your wrists and ankles. You winced as your ass still beat like a heart and burned worse than sagefire. You could feel welts forming. You heard Ignis fumbling with something behind you but you didn’t think about it, all you could think was that you needed to do this more often.
You heard the jingle of Ignis’ belt buckle coming undone. You glanced behind to see him quickly trying to take it off as he toed off his dress shoes.
“Ignis-”
“You are not going anywhere else tonight, kitten, and you best plan to call in sick tomorrow. You’re not going to be walking well for the next few days.”
His pants draped to the floor with his underwear as he stalked towards you.
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tenebriism · 2 months
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She gently rolls over in bed to welcome his wondrous visage arms instantly reaching out to hold him, hands tenderly framing his face as she sends a kiss to his lips.
❝ Happy birthday, m’love. I - oh! ❞ A small flinch but Cindy recovers in a giggle, moving to place his hand upon her growing belly. ❝ Seems someone else wants to celebrate … ❞ And sure enough there comes the feel of a little kick and another chuckle from its receiver.
❝ Should’ve been more specific… We have a lil somethin' planned for you later, ❞ pause for another nudge, ❝ and we love you, so very much. ❞
HAPPY BIRTHDAY IGNIS SCIENTIA !
It's a normal day, February 7th. Nothing special, nothing memorable. He stirs this bright, sunshiny morn just like any OTHER day, with a flutter of lengthy lashes and a groan. With a habitual shift in movement closer to the reason EVERY morn was bright and sunshiny, even on days the gods wept and the clouds wet the soil. " Mm... good morning, my love, " he whispers, leaning into and sighing, content, into that kiss. The dredges of sleep still cling to him, and very nearly, does he miss the utterance of celebration that passes from her soft lips.
Birthday... Happy Birthday. February 7th--- well, yes, he supposes it IS his birthday today.
" Everyday is my birthday with you by my side, but unto you, I extend my gratitude all the sam--- hm? " His brow furrows, and briefly, does a look of genuine CONCERN flash across his features, " Is aught amiss? " She should be USED to it, by now, the way he has vigilantly watched over her. Even the smallest of reactions to anything, he hastily reacts to--- pregnancies could be so unpredictable, and though the gift of life was, indeed, a GIFT, he greatly despised not knowing. Not being prepared. Unable to expect the unexpected because he had no EXPERIENCE with this.
Imagine his surprise, and of course, DELIGHT when he feels that bit of movement, his palm sliding slowly across the swell of her belly. Emerald eyes widen in awe, and it takes EVERYTHING in him not to become an emotional wreck so early into the day. Gods, but he feels so... GIDDY, which is strange for a man who has sometimes been called ' robotic. ' She brings that out in him, among so many other BEAUTIFUL things.
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" This is the first time I have... felt him or her... " He whispers, shifting his palm to a different spot in hopes of being blessed once again, thumb gently stroking the chosen spot. " Astrals, what a wonderful present... both of you are... happiest of birthdays to me, indeed. "
@topmechaniic ;;
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icharchivist · 4 months
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like i said. if you wanna suffer ill be happy to watch. but also the only thing i know about ff 15 is that one max0r video which while very funny is probably not 100% accurate to the story
now this is giving me too much power. I'll be happy (and sad) to oblige. And give you a quick overview.
and yeah i doubt that one video is a good description of it. so.
cracks fingers.
One of us is going to end up crying by the end of this. it's going to be me. but you're welcome to join me.
Final Fantasy 15 is the story of Noctis Lucis Caelum, crown prince of the kingdom of Lucis.
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The Kingdom of Lucis is facing a crisis as the ever-growing Niflheim Empire is trying to expend and take the kingdom over, at the same time as a sickness called Starscrouge is slowly killing people. When the night falls, daemons come in the dark, and ever since those events have started happening, nights are growing longer in longer.
As the Empire of Niflheim is discussing peace treaty with the Kingdom, a clause is made on their contract to have Noctis marry Princess Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, who's been held captive by Niflheim for about a decade, and who has been Noctis's childhood friend and penpal. She is the Oracle, chosen by a prophecy to be the only person capable of healing the Starscrouge before the sickness takes hold.
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King Regis decides to send his son to his marriage-to-be right before the peace treaty is officially signed, accompanied by his three most trusted friends - Ignis Scientia, who's been working as a royal advisor, cook, caretaker ever since they were children, Gladiolus Amicitia, who's been Noctis' bodyguard and royal trainer for a very long time, and Prompto Argentum, Noctis' school bestie who, despite having no relation to the royal family, is the only person outside of it Noctis managed to get close with.
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But soon after their departure, the peace ceremony goes array- King Regis is murdered and the Kingdom of Lucis fall to the Empire, now leading a manhunt for Noctis to kill the royal lineage, and recover the Ring of Lucis, a powerful artefact carried through the family that, especially once coupled with the Magic Crystal that is the source of all magic in Lucis, can connect its wielder with the Kings of Old to access tremendous power left by the Gods.
See, there is a prophecy in the Lucis lineage that one day the One True King Of Light, chosen by the Gods, will be able to purge the world of the Starscrouge and Daemons, ending this curse at all cost. and, as you can imagine, this burden will fall on Noctis's shoulders as he goes through his new journey to awake the old gods and reunites the soul weapons of the previous Kings in order to unlock the full potential of his power.
The game mostly plays as an open world where you explore the valley with your besties. There is a lot that is very difficult to communicate that is just about how it feels like a camping simulator. You don't want to stay up at night for too long because Daemons are overleveled and bitch to kill, so you try to level up, do your missions, and enjoy your time connecting with your friends, learning more about them.
From Prompto's insecurities about his place in this journey, to Ignis's unwavering loyalty that would oversee Noctis's protection to the end, to Gladio devoting himself to being the shield even when everything starts to fall apart, you end up caring a lot for this group of misfits who are just trying to enjoy their journey knowing it might be their last.
You spend the game mostly having fun with them. Finding place to camp, new recipes for Ignis to cook, Prompto is constantly taking pictures and selfies to remember the journey by, you stop to every ponds to be sure Noctis can enjoy all of the fishing he can, you meet up with Gladio's little sister, it's really a really heartful game in ways that are very difficult to articulate.
... until shit hit the fan.
You're introduced to the real antagonist of the game, the Empire's chancelor, Ardyn Izunia, who's been pulling the strings all along, while also helping Noctis unlock the powers of the Gods.
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And when finally it's time for you to go find Lunafreya for their wedding and hopefully linking the power of the Oracle to the King of Light in order to finally purge it all.....
Ardyn will brutally murder Lunafreya in front of Noctis, killing with her any possibility to stop the Starscrouge and the endless nights around the corner. The death itself is pretty heartbreaking, showcasing Noctis' very difficult time to deal with her loss, and Luna was defined by how she was willing to do everything to carry her duty to the end, so it was really sad.. but Luna was not very well written unfortunately (she appears maybe 15mins in the whole game up until this point) so i don't have as much to say about it :( it was super heartbreaking but yeah... yeah.
During this confrontation, Ignis will lose his eyes trying to protect Noctis, as Noctis was unconscious and Ignis grabbed the Ring of Lucis to ask for the powers of the Gods to protect him, and the Gods burn his eyes off. (it's so hard to properly explain but Ignis becoming blind ends up developping a lot of problems in the plot, of course, but especially in the gameplay. Like you spend the game having Ignis cook all sort of things and exitedly tell you about what he's going to cook today, and then your first campire after this incident you see the only food you can cook is some canned bean and it's just. so sudden in the way to tell you Ignis is changed for ever by it.)
Shortly afterward, Ardyn will create illusions that will push Noctis to push Prompto off from a moving train, resulting in Prompto getting kidnapped and experimented on by the Empire.
all while Gladio is losing his faith in Noctis because everyone is expecting so much from him, that they're their only hope, and yet Noctis is so lost in his grief that he doesn't focus on the bigger picture, while everyone he loves is losing everything around them.
When you finally decide to take down the Empire's HQ to get Prompto's back, is when a lot of truth starts to unravel.
You learn that Prompto is the clone of one of the highest funding members of the Empire, who was created to become one of the mindless drone enemies you fight the whole game, but has been smuggled out of the labs before he could be turned as such - only keeping a mark on his wrist reminding him of who he truly is. As much as Prompto always wanted to be Noctis' friend, he always feared that him being a clone, a failed weapon made by the enemies, would eventually disgust Noctis, and he feared all his life that Noctis would turn against him. so you can imagine the panic for Prompto when Noctis did attack him due to the illusions.
Most importantly though, you learn that Ardyn Izunia is actually Ardyn Lucis Caelum - one of the prince of Olds, the first person who was prophetized to be the King of Light. Bahamut himself, god of gods, gave him for missions to purge the Starscrouge, and Ardyn did just that, and took all of the Starscrouge in the world inside of his body, eradicating it from this world... and when he came to ask what he was supposed to do now, the Gods turned on him and left him to his fate, as he was not the one to actually serve to finish this prophecy. (if i recall correctly they legit say it wouldn't be narratively satisfying. Fuck the Gods, fuck Bahamut, all the homies hate Bahamut no matter the universe.)
Then, as the gods refused to clean him from the scrouge, his brothe, Somnus, tried to kill him before locking him into a magical prison and a magical slumber for the centuries that followed. Somnus became known as the Savior of Lucis, he took the credit for the actions of his brother, and build his kingdom on his ashes, continuing his royal line until Noctis' birth out of it.
When the Niflheim Empire started to come to power, they freed Ardyn, and figured out how to be able to use his power -- Ardyn could unlean the Starscrouge inside of him and have it spread into the world.... and we learn that people who "die" from the Starscrouge actually become Daemons, creature of the night, and the more people become Daemons, the longer the night will last.
And so Ardyn unleashed all of his power, all of his suffering, but himself has been turned into a Daemon at this point due to the sickness ravaging his body for centuries. He only feels pain, and he cannot die, for the sickness made him immortal. So while the Empire woke him up to use him, Ardyn decided instead to use the Empire to take revenge on the descendant of his brother, destroy the world he had sworn to save, and finally by the end, being killed by the True King of Light in the way the Gods will find narratively satisfying.
And finally, as our four companions are trying to escape the forteress, Noctis finds the Crystal, and with all the power he has gathered since then, and prompted by Ardyn telling him that the only way for him to know how to defeat him, Noctis approached it... and was taken in by the Crystal.
In there he met the Kings of Old who told him about the prophecy. The King of Light will pure the world of the Starscrouge and the Demons by taking out Ardyn for good.... but since Ardyn cannot die, his soul will always come back into his body, the King of Light must die as well in order to kill Ardyn's soul in the afterlife once its there.
Noctis therefore learns that by the end of his journey, the only thing that awaits is his own suicide in order to finally put Ardyn to rest.
The Crystal kept Noctis in it for about ten years. For ten years Noctis could do nothing but wait, as the Night fully took the lands over and destroyed everything. Only small camps here and there managed to survive and fight -- and his three friends have been trying to do their best for the people's survival, while being torn apart at the sudden loss of Noctis that day.
When Noctis finally returns, he can meet with his friends one last time. And tell them what awaits him.
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For one last time you team up with your dearest friends, all of them having to be aware that they're walking you out so you can kill yourself to finally bring peace.
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Before entering the final room to the final boss fight, Noctis turns to his friends, and ask Prompto to give him one of the pictures he took. You go through all the pictures you took as Prompto as you decide which picture Noctis will hold on in his last moments, holding on knowing they were the people who brought him on this journey to start with. In there Noctis will share his final words with them.
And finally you leave your friends behind. Finally it's time to fight Ardyn as he himself only awaits for death. Two dead men giving each other a last fight, two pawns by the prophecy made by the Gods, tool in a narrative that never saw them as humans, no matter how hard they clang to their humanity and to the people they loved.
One last final fight, finally killing Ardyn. And watching Noctis climbs on the throne of his father, and empale himself with all of the swords of the previous kings, in order to finish this fight in the afterlife.
And so the game ends. Ardyn is dead. The Starscrouge and Daemons are purged from this world. the Kingdom of Lucis can live on and see better days. And Noctis is dead as well, standing on the throne of his father.
In the last moments of the game you see him in the afterlife where he reunited with Lunafreya. He's holding the picture you picked in the previous scene. Looking over his friends one last time.
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And then in case it's not enough you have the DLCs. Ardyn's DLC tell you more about how the Gods set them up for narrative satisfaction to start with. Then you have all three friends' DLC, set at points in game when you don't know what happened to them. But all of them ends with some final goodbye of some sort.
Gladio's DLC is the most underwhelming one in general so i don't really know what to say about it, and it doesn't really have a big payoff.
Prompto's show how he felt, abandonned in the snow when Noctis almost killed him. Having to wrestle with his existence as a clone, and figuring out if Noctis even wants him by his side. This DLC ends on a last conversation between Prompto and Noctis right before Noctis entered the crystal, in which Noctis tells Prompto he hopes he'll be by his side as he'll try to be a good king. Prompto promise he will be, always.
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And then. Ignis' DLC. god that fucking DLC.
You really see the events in which Ignis stole the Ring to try to protect Noctis there, the event that rendered him blind. You see how much he fights out of devotion for Noctis. And you learn that when he put the ring on, the Kings of Old told him Noctis was going to die. Ignis spent his life protecting Noctis. In fact, you go through various flashback of their first meeting. Ignis has to learn that the kid he's protected his whole life, is going to die, and there's nothing he can do about it, because this is the fate that has been drawn on him.
On the first ending of the DLC, There is one last goodbye. Where Ignis wants to follow Noctis to the end and Noctis has to stop him, telling him that he wants him to live on.
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(so that's the scene where i was crying so hard i ended up tripping in the stairs)
BUT THEN Ignis's DLC has an alternative ending. an ending where when Ignis hears the plans the Gods had planned for Noctis, he tells them, screw you. I'm never going to let it happen to him. I'll fight all of you if i have to and i'll save Noctis from this cruel fate you have planned.
And so in this ending, Ignis doesn't let Noctis walk into the Crystal and they work together, in an alternative way, until they can save him and put him on the throne.
and let me be clear: this ending is impossible by the game's lore. It's purely a fanservice fix-it ending, a what if, Ignis' ultimate proof of love that is enough to screw over the prophecy hundred of years in the making.
Where Ignis manages to save Noctis so Noctis can actually live on as the King he was raised to be. For ever at his side.
SO. WELL. WELL. I NEVER RECOVERED.
(and i am in fact crying as i'm writing all of this)
all of that while the main theme of the game is a Stand By Me cover by Florence + The Machine that will forever rip your heart and will leave you crying your eyes out as you finish this game, especially after the true ending, watching Noctis' die, and then hearing this fucking damn song.
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Anyway i never fucking recovered from it. Like, never.
Like, even a summary doesn't do it justice. My first playthrough took me hundreds of hours. I spent hundred of hours with those kids. Enjoying their banters, seeing them protect each other, fight with one another. There's so much of their dynamic that is so deep into the gameplay, the way your companions will check on you during a fight, the moments they'll pause to have a high five, those moments of pure happiness where you know they're having fun by each other's side.
and Noctis being such a good character you really get to love and for what. And for what!!!!!!!! to get him killed by the end???? like for crying out loud. literally.
So yeah that's the speedrun of what FF15 is about. It's about tearing my heart out of my chest, that's what it is. (and others themes but you get my point)
Anyway. Yeah. Here you are. Here you know FF15's story.
and btw there was a little webseries set right before the event of the games, telling you how each of those friendships started. if you ever goot curious through reading all of this, i definitely recommend it. (the playlist is from newest to oldest though so be sure to watch on the right order)
was it worth it.
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lunarlegend · 3 months
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i've been thinking so much about Ignis' parents, i ended up with a rare angsty-ish idea for my AU
Tabata confirmed in an interview back in 2018 that Ignis had parents, and that they were alive and well at the time the bros left Insomnia (so i assume they must've died during the Fall, but this is before that)
i'd already decided that Stella met Ignis' parents during the four years she lived in the city (and that she called them "Mrs. Iggy's Mom" and "Mr. Iggy's Dad" because she can't pronounce "Scientia", lmfao), and then i imagined...what if she questioned it? because she probably would...especially after losing her own mom, who she loved so much.
why does Ignis almost never see his parents? why did Stella never meet them when they were kids? if they have their own house, why was Ignis always at the Citadel with Noctis, instead of with them?
because obviously she doesn't know; she grew up in Lestallum, connected to the monarchy but not part of it. and of course she'd start backtracking and wondering why people who should be so important to Ignis, weren't in his life at all.
and what's sad is that Ignis (at this point only around 18-19) wouldn't have an answer. it's just always been like that. he's not old enough yet for it to hit him, or to realize what's missing. this is just how his life is.
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