#FUCK YOU IGNIS SCIENTIA
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*slam-dunks day 346 progress onto the post* BEHOLD
LINE ART
TUMMIES
ANATOMY FIXES
GLASSES
I have accomplished many things today n_n Up next? (╯°□°）╯ COLOR
#the great artscapade of 2022#bobbi's being weird again#art#my art#ffxv fanart#final fantasy xv fanart#promnis#prompto argentum#ignis scientia#I did not trace those glasses#I traced the initial drawing I did of them then discovered they were at the wrong angle#fucked around with them a lot using resizing and distortion and perspective warping tools#traced THAT#decided I didn't like it#adjusted things some more#traced over THAT#and repeated the whole process like three more times#glasses are hard#and you know what I did almost immediately afterwards? find Brotherhood expression sheets that give me good reference for his glasses#*flips table*#oh well#I'll live#but LOOK AT IT#LOOK#IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL#LOOK AT THE LINES#THEY HAVE ***WEIGHT***#I SO RARELY WORK WITH LINE WEIGHT THIS FEELS SO GOOD AAAAAAAA#anyway it's raining and I'm gonna let Ramuh sing me a lullaby with it and go to bed#good night my loves! 💜
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FFXV and Assassin´s Creed AU
This AU is for @versusthirteen. Don´t worry, I will write the bickering fic just need some time (lot of time, because the other asks that I need to post first). But instead have some of my quick headcanons when the two worlds collide :) (I have some more, If you wanted?)
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Due to Isu and Astrals shenaningas Noctis with boys ended in other dimension. With their luck, in middle of assault on the assassins. Noctis uses his powers which reacts even more violently in this world. “ Who the hell are you, dudes?” said man with white hood, while covering. “Well, I am -” Gladio turns his head “ Less talking Noct, more fighting.” Desmond and others took boys with them to their hideout, even if Lucy and Shaun were mistrusting at first.
- there is so many questions about their origin and powers, it was intimidating
- Noct showed them his arminger “ That is remarkable! Becca, do you think we could replicate something like that?” “ Shaun, I am tech not a damn magician.” “ But with the right equiptment and Isu artefact, it could be possible, no?” Lucy said thoughtfully.
- Ignis ultimately wins them with his cooking. “ Pardon me, but you can´t seriously eat fast food all the time, right?” Becca repairing computer answered. “ Not all the time, we also have some energy bars.” Needless to say, Ignis was horrified. He prepared for all of them 5 course meal. “Ignis, you are the best cook ever, aren´t you in need for a wife?” “ Or husband, If you swing that way.”
- Ignis and Shaun bicker with each other like a married couple. They even had a three hour debate about “Why is tea better than your stinky muddy coffee, Scientia.” “ I would rather drink mine than your tasteless dry leafes with hot water, Hastings.” IT.WAS.SCARY.
- Desmond thinks of Noctis and Prompto as younger brothers that he never had, of course they are his partners in crime (Wish he could intruduce them to Clay, who would also loved them)
- Lucy shares with them the three tenets of assassins: Stay one's blade from the flesh of the innocent; draw not attention to oneself whenever possible; and never compromise the brotherhood. “In other words” Des joined in the conversation,” don´t stabby stab wrong people, be good at hide and seek and bros before corruption.”
- “ Hey, Becca, Des wanna hear a joke?” “ Sure, sunshine.” “ Hit us with it, Prompt.” “ Okie dokie, do you know without what you can´t spell assassin? “ Lucy, Shaun, Ignis and Gladio side-eyeing him. “Without what Prompt?” inquired Noct. “ Obviously, without ass, sass and sin.” “ And I have all of it!” exclaimed Des. “ Desmond, bloody hell!”
- Rebecca shows boys her “Baby”, which are impressed with her skills. Prompto is allowed to help her.
- Gladio is jogging every morning with the girls. He´s being very supportive and shares fitness tips
- But boys weren´t the only one, who was accidentaly send to this dimension ...
“Oh, well hello there, young man! What a nice abodement you have here.”
Daniel is shocked and pulls out a gun. “ Who the fuck are you!?” The man before him looked so real, was the Bleeding effect kicking in again?
“Now now, young man. Why such animosity? I believe we can fix each other problems.”
Daniel´s eyebrow quirks. “ What problem?” “ Oh, isn´t that obvious? You´re looking for some trouble maker named Desmond, correct? I can help you find him, but I also want something in return. A little service of gratitude, so to speak.”
Daniel studied the man´s face. He didn´t trust him, but he would lie if he said he wasn´t intrigued. “For the record, I don´t trust you. But I am kinda impressed you´ve got through our security.” which would be fired, when he wraps it up here, “ but I am not the one who you should ask for favour, If if it turns out that you are valuable asset.”
“ Oh my, so guarded. But believe me, you´re not gonna regret it.”
The man smiled creepily. Daniel shivered at that. He had unshaky feeling that he just get into some clusterfuck.
The man tips his hat.“ Oh, but where are my manners! Let me introduce to you, my name is Ardyn Izunia.”
Please, read this in Ardyn´s voice. It gets much better XD
#ffxv#final fantasy xv#assassin's creed#isu and astrals magical bullshit#noctis lucis caelum#prompto argentum#ignis scientia#gladiolus amicitia#ardyn izunia#Desmond miles#lucy stillman#rebecca crane#shaun hastings#Daniel Cross#mentioned clay kaczmarek#AWWW ALL MY BABIES TOGETHER
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Roleplay History!
The rules are simple! Post characters you’d like to roleplay as, have roleplayed as, and might bring back. Then tag ten people to do the same (if you can’t think of ten, just write down however many you can and tag that number of people). Please repost, don’t reblog!
Current Muses
Kinney Ryouta/ (Daken/Fang) [Earth 616]
Bobby Drake / Iceman [Earth 616/Occasional plotted mix of movies]
TJ Wagner / Nocturne [Earth 2182, Adopted Earth 616]
Billy Kaplan / Wiccan [Earth 616]
Rose Worth / Ravager [DC Pre N52, Quiet]
Somnus [Earth 616]
Marian Carlyle / Rogue Malicia [Earth 1610, Displaced to Earth 616]
Cloud Strife [FFVII Remake/Crisis Core, Quiet]
Kyle Beaubier-Jinadu [Earth 616, Discord]
Want To Write
Megan Gwynn / Pixie [Earth 616]
Death of the Endless [All incarnations, Hiatus]
Robbie Reyes / Ghost Rider [Earth 616 & MCU]
Anna Marie / Rogue [Earth 616]
Roxie Blaze [OC, Earth 4321, Displaced]
Have Written
Soranik Natu / (Yellow Lanter/Green Lanter) [DC Pre N52 & N52]
Kory Anders / Korand'r / Starfire [DC, All incarnations]
Jane Foster [Earth 616]
Chasity Marks / Chastity [Chaos Comics]
Carin Taylor / Velocity [Image Comics]
Robert Lane / Burnout [Wildstorm]
Roxy Spaulding / Freefall [Wildstorm]
Abigail van Alstine / Necromancer [Top Cow]
Unknown / Enigma [DC, Pre N52]
Jennifer-Lynn Hayden / Jade [DC, Pre N52]
Harley Quinn [DC, all Incarnations]
Todd Rice / Obsidian [DC, Pre N52]
Oliver Hampton [How to get Away with Murder]
Connor Walsh [How to get Away with Murder]
Steve Rogers / Captain America [Earth 616 & MCU]
Wanda Maximoff / the Scarlet Witch [Earth 616 & various AUs]
Natalia Romanova / Black Widow [Earth 616, MCU & Various AUs]
Kirishima Ayato / Black Rabbit [Tokyo Ghoul]
Rose Wilson [Various AUs]
Fenris [Dragon Age]
Kaiden Alenko [Mass Effect]
Ignis Scientia [Final Fantasy XV]
Noctis Caelum [Final Fantasy XV]
Andrew Minyard [the Foxhole Court]
Various OCs
Other's I forget
Would Write Again
If there's a plot of some kind, I'm normally game to writing old muses. Most of them didn't last long on tumblr for an unknown fandom or what not, which happens. Other's I moved to discord just haven't writen them in years but the servers are still active for OOC chats. My Jane was just a self writing challenge & to fuck with an old friend So I probably won't write her again. I drifted many of my female muses ages ago when I came out or just switched platforms. Though there are a few I'm just not interested in writing.
Tagged by: Stolen from: @positivelybeastly
Tagging: if ya wish to, just steal it & tag me in it so I can take a gander c:
#dash games#mun speaks#long post for ts#wow my net didn't eat this! o.o#it's been eating things all weekend! may write later we'll see
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GET TO KNOW THE MUN.
what’s your phone wallpaper: if it’s work or personal, pictures of my son. if it’s not, artwork of fuuka and all the p3 muses i ship her with lol
last song you listened to: Xenoblade Chronicles 1′s Main Theme
currently reading: it’s called Reflection, a Twisted Tale Disney series book, and it’s a what if story of Mulan having to save Shane to go to the Underworld. honestly it’s a drag and takes forever--but i’m doing my best to get through it
last movie: does Hamilton count?
what are you wearing right now?: pajamas
piercings / tattoos?: Nope
glasses? contacts?: Glasses and currently wearing them
last thing you ate: Dipping Dots (cookies and cream)
current obsession: Tears of the Kingdom--it took everything for me to get off of it to get to replies on here lol
do you have a crush right now?: i do have a husband, but if i didn’t, let’s say i’m stuck with Sidon and Shulk right now omg.
favorite fictional characters: I’ll name a few I guess? Eunie from Xenoblade Chronicles 3, Sidon from BOTW/TOTK (I JUST FUCKING LOVE THAT SHARK BOY OMG), Naomi Kimishima from Trauma Center/Trauma Team, Nuriko from Fushigi Yuugi, and Ignis Scientia from FFXV. (Honestly there is more but I can’t bore you all)
tagged by: @briightexpectations (hot dog thank you! :D)
tagging: @miskick / @eris-the-phantom-thief / @ichigokurosaki / @pluviacuratio / @linklewinklewoman and anyone else who wants to do this~
#about the mun#for the mun#(i was not expecting this and forgot alllll about it! XDD#i am so bad at this--mom brain is a horrible thing lol#thank you for tagging me in this dear~ :D)#gasp! it's a queue!
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Miraculum
Summary: Prompto is eight and a half months pregnant, and he goes into labour while Ardyn and Ignis are at the Citadel. His two alphas rush home, and they help Prompto deliver their child together.
Notes: Ardyn Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia/Prompto Argentum, Gladiolus Amicitia/Noctis Lucis Caelum, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Ardyn, Alpha Gladio, Alpha Ignis, AU, Beta Noctis, Childbirth, FTM Prompto, Labor, Mpreg, Omega Prompto, Polyamory, Pregnant Prompto, Trans Male Prompto, etc.
Note: Prompto identifies as male, but he hasn't had any top or bottom surgery because he can't afford it and the Citadel doesn't cover gender affirming care with the insurance they offer to the Crownsguard. Also, this is my first FFXV fic, so please go easy on me.
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"We'll be back soon, I promise. This is just a standard meeting with the council." Ardyn says before he presses a kiss to Prompto's lips. Prompto clings to him, but Ardyn forces himself to break the kiss. If he doesn't leave with Ignis soon, they're going to be late.
"Please don't go." Prompto's lip quivers as tears well up in his violet-blue eyes.
"I wish I could stay Prom, I really do, but they said the meeting was important. We have to go." Ardyn says sadly.
"But what if I—" Prompto starts to say, but Ardyn places his finger over his lips.
"Shh. You're gonna be ok, I promise. The baby's not due for another two weeks." Ardyn says as he caresses Prompto's cheek.
"O-okay. I-I love you." Prompto sniffles. At eight and a half months pregnant, his emotions were all over the place, and he can't help a tear from falling down his freckled cheek.
"We should be home in an hour or two, okay? I love you sunflower." Ignis walks over and gives Prompto a kiss.
"I love you too." Prompto says softly. He cries as Ardyn and Ignis leave, the house now feeling empty without his husbands.
*
Prompto groans as he gets up from the couch to grab something to eat, and he waddles down the hallway that leads to the kitchen. He's a little out of breath when he reaches the kitchen island, and he breathes deeply as he rubs his pregnant belly with one hand. He rests his other hand on the counter to ground himself.
His once skinny frame was long gone, now replaced with a large and prominent baby bump, and his almost non-existent breasts were now a B cup. He certainly hoped that his body would just 'bounce back' after he'd had the baby, but it was wishful thinking at this point. He also really hopes he can get some top surgery done after he doesn't have to breastfeed anymore.
As Prompto stands at the kitchen island, he feels a pain in his stomach. He gasps as he holds onto his stomach and does the breathing exercises he'd learned at his lamaze class. Doctor Gainsborough had told him that he'd start to experience Braxton Hicks contractions the closer he got to his due date, and this wasn't the first time he'd dealt with them.
"No, no, no, c'mon. Not now." Prompto pleads. He's not supposed to have the baby for another two weeks, but this pain feels different than the other Braxton Hicks contractions he'd had before. It hurts more, and he feels that something is wrong.
Prompto waddles back to the couch to grab his phone, and he speed dials Ardyn. The phone rings a few times before going to voicemail. Ardyn must've turned his phone on silent while they were in the meeting.
Fuck. Prompto thinks. Fucking council and their dumbass meetings. His anxiety rises as Ardyn's voicemail message plays through his phone.
"This is Ardyn Scientia-Caelum. I'm not available right now. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can~." Prompto feels a few tears falling down his cheeks when Ardyn doesn't pick up. The message tone beeps, and he struggles to find something to say.
"Ardyn, i-it's me. I think I'm in labor. I need you and Ignis to come home, please." Prompto says before hanging up. He decides to call Noctis next. Surely his best friend will answer him. Unfortunately, he gets the same response from the prince.
"You've reached Noct! Leave a message!"
"Dammit!" Prompto swears. He doesn't even bother to leave a message. He hangs up and calls Gladio, but Gladio doesn't pick up either.
"This is Gladio. Leave a message."
"What's the point of having a phone if you're not gonna fucking answer it?!" Prompto groans as he sits down on the couch. He dials Ardyn again.
"Pick up, pick up, pick up." Prompto chants. Ardyn's phone goes to voicemail again. "Ardyn, it's me again. Please, you gotta come home. I think the baby's coming." Prompto says worriedly before he hangs up.
Ignis. Ignis will pick up. Prompto thinks. He quickly dials the number. The phone rings a few times before also going to voicemail.
"You've reached Ignis Scientia-Caelum, royal advisor to Prince Noctis. I'm unavailable at the moment. Please leave a message after the beep."
"Gods dammit!" Prompto thinks. "Iggy, it's me. I think I'm in labor. Come home, please." Prompto says before hanging up.
*
Ignis and Ardyn are still in the meeting, and the councilmen are getting nowhere. All that's happening is constant bickering over what bills and laws they should or shouldn't keep, and if they should introduce new ones.
Ignis knows it's rude, but he can't help looking at his phone to check the time. His eyes widen when he sees a notification that he has three missed calls and seven messages from Prompto.
"Grand councilman, I do apologize, but I have to take a moment to call my pregnant husband," Ignis says as he stands up and walks over to the corner of the room. He leans against one of the pillars as he calls Prompto, and Ardyn follows him. "Prom, is everything alright darling?" Ignis asks.
"Iggy. Thank Astrals." Prompto says with relief. After trying to reach him and Ardyn for two hours, one of them finally answered.
"Prompto, what's wrong? You sound distressed dear." Ignis says, and Prompto starts to cry. He's so terrified in this moment, and he needs his alphas.
"I-Iggy, the baby's coming." Prompto sobs as he places his hand over his stomach. He's had five more contractions since the first one, but his water hasn't broken yet.
"Prompto, are you sure you're in labor?" Ignis says, and Ardyn's eyes widen in shock.
"Yes, Ignis. I've already had a few contractions." Prompto replies, and he hears Ardyn saying something in the background.
"Holy Astrals. How far apart are the contractions?" Ignis says. Ardyn continues speaking with one of the high council members in the background, and he notices that they seem a bit angry at their meeting being cut short.
"About twenty minutes." Prompto answers.
"Our child is more important! We're leaving!" Prompto hears Ardyn shout.
"Prompto, we'll be there soon." Ignis says. He pulls Ardyn away from the councilman before their argument can escalate further.
"O-okay. Please don't hang up." Prompto whimpers. More tears fall down his cheeks, and he sniffles.
"I'm right here darling. Did your water break already?" Ignis asks as he and Ardyn start walking down the corridor in the Citadel. They pass by the botanical gardens before reaching the elevator. Prompto always loved the gardens. They'd always find him there after their council meetings. He wasn't of royal status, so he always had to sit outside and wait until they were finished, and he'd taken a hobby in photographing the flora and fauna.
"No." Prompto says.
"Okay, that's good. We can figure out how many centimetres you are once we get home." Ignis says as they take the elevator down. Ardyn grabs the phone from him then.
"Prompto dear, I know you're scared, but it's gonna be okay. Just focus on your breathing. We're leaving right now." Ardyn says. They quickly reach his red Vixen, and once he and Ignis are buckled in, he speeds off to their house. Ardyn hands the phone back to Ignis, and he puts it on speaker.
"Prompto, can you hear me?" Ignis asks.
"Yeah. I can hear you. How far away are you?" Prompto says.
"Considering that Ardyn's speeding, I'd say about ten minutes. I just hope we don't get pulled over." Ignis replies. He places his hand on Ardyn's shoulder, trying to calm the older male.
"The Crownsguard and Glaives know better than to pull over a royal." Ardyn quips as he takes a sharp right.
*
A few minutes later, Prompto hears Ardyn's car pulling into the driveway. He feels another contraction start, and he yelps in pain. He grabs onto his stomach and breathes deeply as the contraction ripples through his body.
"Prompto!" Ignis gasps as he walks inside with Ardyn. They quickly make their way over to their husband.
"Y-you made it. Agh!" Prompto groans, and he reaches for Ignis' hand. He squeezes it as Ardyn sits down next to him and rubs his shoulder.
"Shh. You're ok. We're right here honey. Just breathe." Ardyn says as the contraction passes. Prompto catches his breath and he leans against Ardyn's chest.
"Ardyn, help him undress. I need to check your progress Prompto." Prompto nods, and Ardyn helps him stand. Ardyn pulls his joggers and underwear down for him as Ignis takes the first aid kit out of the hall closet. He sanitizes his hands before putting on some medical gloves and coating two of his fingers with lube.
"Are you good baby?" Ardyn says after he's helped Prompto. He's almost bare naked now, and he blushes a bit. It's not the first time Ignis and Ardyn have seen him like this, but he can't help feeling self conscious.
Prompto nods in response, and he tenses a bit when he feels Ignis' fingers inside him. His body is preparing to birth their child, and everything hurts. He grunts a bit at the feeling.
"Sorry darling. This will only take a few seconds," Ignis says, and Prompto feels his fingers spread a bit. He soon feels Ignis' fingers leave his opening, and he lets out a breath that he didn't know he was holding in. "Okay, you're at four centimetres. Did you want to stay out here, or should we move to the bedroom?"
"I'd rather be in the bed. It's more comfortable." Prompto says.
"Alright, we'll move to the bedroom." Ignis says. Ardyn helps Prompto get up, and they head down the hall to their master bedroom.
*
Twenty minutes later, Prompto has another contraction. "Ardyn, Ignis!" Prompto yells, and Ardyn comes into their room and sits down on their bed.
"I'm here, sunshine. Ignis is in the kitchen grabbing you some ice." Ardyn runs his fingers through Prompto's golden locks as he breathes through the contraction.
"I'm here," Ignis enters the room with a plastic cup of ice. "How are you feeling?"
"Like my insides are being ripped apart." Prompto groans.
"It'll pass dear. Remember to breathe." Ignis coaches as Prompto squeezes his hand.
"Ugh. This sucks. Why does labor have to hurt so much?" Prompto huffs after the contraction has finished.
"I'm sorry darling. I wish there was something we could do." Ignis says as he sits down on the bed.
"All that matters is that you're here. The first two hours by myself were so scary." Prompto says as he leans his head on Ignis' shoulder.
"I'm so sorry dear. We should've been here." Ardyn apologizes.
"It's not your fault. Baby decided to come a couple weeks earlier," Prompto says. "I will be giving the grand councilman a stern talking to though. Alphas need parental leave too, dammit." Ignis laughs softly.
"Yes. They really need to add that." Ignis agrees.
*
A couple hours later...
"Prompto, would you like to walk around a bit? It should help your labor progress easier." Ignis asks. They've been laying in bed while Prompto goes through his contractions, and he can tell that the blonde is getting restless.
"Gods, yes. I need to stretch my legs." Prompto replies, and Ignis helps him off the bed. Ardyn follows close behind them as they head to the living room.
"Did you want to try eating something?" Ardyn asks as he places his hand on Prompto's back.
"I'm okay for now." Prompto replies. He places his right hand on his stomach, and Ignis holds his left while Ardyn rests his hand on his shoulder.
They walk around the room for a while, but nothing changes. Prompto's contractions are still twenty minutes apart, and he starts to get frustrated as the fifth hour rolls by.
"How long is this gonna take?" Prompto whines as he leans his head on Ardyn's shoulder.
"There's no way to know for sure. It's different for everyone, dear. Most first time parents have said that their first child usually takes about twelve to eighteen hours to arrive." Ardyn says.
"Eighteen hours?! I don't want to be in labor for that long! I just wanna meet our baby." Prompto cries.
"We do too darling. They'll be here soon. Either later today or tomorrow, we don't know. They'll come on their own time." Ignis says as he rubs his hand up and down Prompto's arm.
"I'm tired of walking. I wanna lay down." Prompto says.
"Back to the room then." Ignis says.
*
A few more hours go by, and Prompto's still in labor with barely any changes.
"Prompto, I think I should check you again." Ignis says as he snaps a pair of gloves on.
"You need help sweetpea?" Ardyn asks. He's laying down on their king sized bed next to Prompto, idly running his fingers through the blonde's hair.
"Yeah. Help me sit up please." Prompto says, and Ardyn gives him a hand. He sits up straight, and Ignis spreads his legs open before pressing two fingers inside of him to check his dilation. It's quicker than last time, and Prompto lays back down when Ignis is finished.
"You're five centimetres now dear." Ignis informs the omega.
"Seriously? It's been nine hours, and I'm only five centimetres?! This fucking sucks!" Prompto groans.
"You wanna walk around again?" Ignis asks as he tosses the blue gloves into the trash.
"No. Actually, yeah," Prompto responds. Ignis and Ardyn grab each of his hands, and they help Prompto stand. Prompto feels a sudden pressure when he gets up, and then a clear liquid runs down his legs. "I think my water just broke." Prompto says as he looks down at the hardwood floor where a puddle is forming.
"I'll get something to clean it up with. Don't move." Ignis says as he walks over to the master bathroom. He quickly returns with a white towel, and he kneels down to wipe up the puddle.
"We should change your clothes." Ardyn says as Prompto looks up at him nervously.
"Y-yeah." Prompto says softly. Ardyn pulls off his pants and underwear, and he steps out of them. Ardyn hands Prompto's clothes to Ignis after he's cleaned up the puddle, and he puts them in the laundry basket.
"Do you wanna put on another pair of pants, or are you good like this?" Ignis asks.
"Just some underwear, please." Prompto answers, and Ignis takes a pair of boxers out of the dresser before handing them to Ardyn. Ardyn quickly helps Prompto into them before they head to the hallway.
"Okay, now that your water's broken, things should start moving a bit faster." Ignis says as Prompto starts taking laps around the living room again.
"Gods, I hope so. Ignis, I—agh, fuck! Fuck, it hurts so bad!" Prompto grunts as another contraction courses through him, and he grips tightly onto his lovers' hands.
"Breathe, darling." Ignis says.
"I know, Ignis!" Prompto shouts, and he immediately regrets it. "Iggy, I-I'm sorry."
"It's ok. You're in pain darling. We won't take anything to heart, right Ardyn?" Ignis says.
"Of course not. Would you like to sit down dearest?" Ardyn says as Prompto's contraction finishes. He rubs his husband's back a little, trying to help ease his pain.
"Yeah. My feet hurt." Prompto says, and he waddles over to the couch. He sits down slowly, and Ardyn sits down as well. Ignis decides to sit on the floor.
"Prom, you're doing so well." Ignis says as he brings Prompto's hand up to his lips and kisses it.
"Thanks Iggy." Prompto breathes out. He's been in labor for eleven and a half hours now, and his face sure shows it. His blonde hair and freckled cheeks are covered in sweat, and he knows he looks like a downright mess.
"Prompto darling, would you like something to drink?" Ignis asks the omega.
"Sure. Water is fine." Prompto replies, and Ignis stands up to head to the kitchen.
"Ardyn, care for an Ebony?"
"Sure. Thank you love." Ardyn replies. Ignis grabs two cans of Ebony from the fridge, and then a water bottle for Prompto.
"Here we are. Some water for you, and Ebony for us." Ignis says as he sits down next to Ardyn. He hands the omega a water bottle, and then he hands a can of Ebony to Ardyn.
"Thank you sweetcheeks." Ardyn says. He kisses Ignis' pink lips softly before pulling away.
"Tis my pleasure." Ignis says, and Prompto smiles at his two alphas. He's usually the center of their affection, but he loves when they have a moment of their own.
"So cute." Prompto whispers. Ardyn and Ignis look at him, and they both blush.
"You think so? You're pretty cute too." Ardyn says before kissing Prompto's cheek. Prompto tenses up a few seconds later, and he doubles over in pain, gripping his stomach. He cries out and grabs Ardyn's hand.
"Another one?" Ignis asks, and Prompto nods. He watches Prompto's face scrunch up in pain as the contraction rolls through his body, and he places a comforting hand on the blonde's knee.
Prompto whimpers as the pain subsides, and he presses his face into Ardyn's chest, a few tears falling down his cheeks.
"It's okay. You're gonna be okay." Ardyn soothes as he rubs Prompto's aching back.
"I just want it to be over!" Prompto sobs as he clutches Ardyn's shirt. Ignis' heart breaks at seeing Prompto in so much pain, but he knows it will all be worth it in the end.
"Prom, look at me honey," Ignis says, and the blonde turns to look at him with red rimmed eyes and tear stained cheeks. "You're doing so well sweetheart. You're so strong, and I'm so proud of you." Ignis comforts the omega, and Prompto wipes away his tears with the back of his hand.
Prompto sniffles. "Y-you really mean that?"
"I do darling. Every word of it." Ignis replies. He kisses Prompto softly.
"Ignis is right. You're doing great dearest." Ardyn chimes in, and he rubs the back of Prompto's hand with his thumb. Prompto leans his head on Ardyn's chest, and he sighs as Ardyn plays with his hair.
*
Three more hours go by, and Prompto's now seven centimetres dilated. His contractions are still twenty minutes apart, with each of them lasting about thirty seconds. Prompto's opted to laying down on their bed again, and Ardyn and Ignis are laying down on either side of him.
"You're so beautiful Prompto. I'm gonna miss seeing you pregnant with our little one." Ardyn says as he traces little circles on Prompto's baby bump.
"Maybe we can have another one in a few years." Ignis says. He's propped up next to Prompto, his hand resting on his cheek.
"Mm, maybe. But this hurts so much, you have no idea," Prompto says. He tries to sit up a little, and Ignis helps him. He's then hit with a contraction, and he whimpers. "Oh, fuck! Fucking astrals, fuck!" Prompto yells, and Ignis offers him his hand. He squeezes Ignis' hand tightly, and he loosens his grip as the pain starts to lessen.
"That was ten minutes. They're getting closer." Ignis says as he looks at the timer on his phone.
"Stronger too. That one really hurt." Prompto breathes deeply, and he places his hand on his baby bump.
"One through ten, how bad was it?" Ardyn asks.
"S-seven. Oh, gods." Prompto says as he feels a wave of nausea come over him.
"Prompto? You're looking a bit pale." Ignis says worriedly.
"Think I'm gonna be sick." Prompto says with a groan, and Ignis places a rubbish bin in front of him. He throws up into it, and his alphas share a concerned look. Prompto's morning sickness was quite bad in the first trimester of his pregnancy, and they didn't expect him to get sick during labor.
"It's alright Prom. Just let it out." Ignis says as he places a hand on Prompto's shoulder.
"Ugh. That was horrible." Prompto says after he feels that he's finished puking his guts out. Ignis places the rubbish bin on the floor nearby in case they need it again.
"Here darling. Drink some water." Ignis hands Prompto a water bottle. Prompto graciously takes the water, and he takes a few sips before handing it back to Ignis.
"Thanks Iggy. Ardyn, can you take off my bra? I'm hot." Prompto requests as he wipes his mouth.
"Sure baby." Ardyn replies. He unlatches the clasps on the back of Prompto's bra, and the omega breathes a sigh of relief. He absolutely hates wearing bras, but they're unfortunately necessary now that his breasts have gotten bigger and wearing a binder isn't possible. It'll be much better when he can get his top surgery and have them removed.
"Thank you. Kisses?" Prompto says, puckering his lips. Ardyn laughs softly before cupping Prompto's cheek with one hand and giving him a chaste kiss on the lips.
"Mm. You taste good." Prompto says after he pulls away from the kiss. He then leans over and kisses Ignis as well.
"Prompto, what's got you so worked up?" Ignis asks.
"Nothing. I just love you guys." Prompto says. He grabs a pillow from behind him and places it between his legs. He repositions himself so that he's sitting native style.
"I love you too." Ardyn and Ignis say at the same time, and Prompto smiles. He couldn't have asked for better husbands.
*
"Iggy, make it stop!" Prompto cries out. He grips onto Ignis' arm tightly as he goes through the most painful contraction yet.
"Shh...it's alright darling. You're doing so well. Just breathe." Ardyn says softly.
"Easy for you to say! You aren't being torn in half!" Prompto yells. He collapses onto the pillows behind him with a groan as the pain subsides.
Ardyn sighs as he sits down on the bed by Prompto's feet. Prompto's been in labor for almost fourteen hours, and he can tell that it's getting to him. Ardyn and Ignis are tired as well, but they certainly won't tell Prompto that unless they want profanities screamed at them.
"Prompto, I think I should check your dilation again. It's been a few hours and I'd like to see how you're progressing." Ignis says as he stands up.
"Okay." Prompto says, a little out of breath. His contractions are five minutes apart now, with each of them lasting about a minute. He barely has time to breathe before the next one arrives.
"Darling, you're ten centimetres. It's time to start pushing." Ignis announces.
"Finally." Prompto says.
"Ardyn, I want you to sit behind Prompto and let him lean against your chest. It'll help give him some leverage," Ignis says. Ardyn nods, and he shifts himself and Prompto until they're in the aforementioned position. "Prom, push on your next contraction, okay? You've got this." Ignis instructs.
It isn't long before Prompto's hit with another contraction, and he bears down, gripping onto Ardyn's forearms. He groans as the contraction works through him, and he feels the baby moving slightly lower.
"Good Prompto, good. Take a breather and push again." Ignis says from where he's situated between Prompto's legs.
"Agh! Shit, shit, shit!" Prompto yells as he pushes again, the pain returning tenfold.
"You're doing so good Prompto." Ardyn whispers as he brushes some of Prompto's hair behind his ear. Prompto nods weakly, and he grips tightly onto Ardyn as he pushes again.
They go through the routine for about ten minutes, and Prompto falls back against Ardyn's chest as another contraction finishes.
"Iggy, I can't do this anymore." Prompto says, exhausted from pushing. Tears fall down his cheeks, and he presses his face into Ardyn's chest as he sobs from the pain.
"Prompto, I know you're tired honey, but you're almost there. It should only take a few more pushes." Ignis says. He's starting to see part of the baby's head.
"O-okay." Prompto stutters. He grits his teeth as he pushes again, and he accidentally scratches Ardyn's arms, but not hard enough to draw blood.
"The head's coming darling! You're doing great!" Ignis announces.
"F-fuck! Holy six!" Prompto groans. "Gods, it burns!"
"Breathe Prompto." Ardyn says as he rubs the blonde's arm soothingly.
"The baby's crowning! Just breathe through this part, it'll prevent you from tearing." Ignis says. He looks up at Prompto, and he can tell how tired he is. His hair is matted, he's sweating profusely, and he looks like he could really use a nap after everything is over.
"Oh, gods. Are we almost there? I'm so tired." Prompto says as he closes his eyes briefly.
"The head's almost out, Prom. You're in the home stretch, don't tap out yet." Ignis says as he taps Prompto's leg in an attempt to keep him awake.
"I-I'm okay, I'm fine." Prompto says weakly. He pushes again, and he feels the baby's head emerge.
"Head's out now darling. A few more pushes should do it. I just have to check for the cord." Ignis says. He moves his hands towards the baby's neck, checking to see if the umbilical cord is wrapped around it. Once he's made sure everything is good, he gives Prompto a thumbs up.
Prompto pushes again on the next contraction, and he feels the shoulders start to slip out. He moans in pain, and Ignis places his hands under the baby's head.
"One more push Prom!" Ignis encourages. Prompto gives one final push, and the baby slips out and into Ignis' hands. Ignis clears the baby's airways with the suction bulb he'd kept in the nearby kit they made for the birth, and their child lets out a cry shortly after.
"Prompto, we have a daughter." Ignis says happily. He then clamps the umbilical cord before handing their baby over to Prompto.
"Oh my gods. She's beautiful," Prompto says. "Hi honey. I'm your daddy." Prompto whispers as he holds his newborn child in his arms, and a few happy tears run down his cheeks.
"Ardyn, she looks like you a bit." Ignis says as he walks over with sterile scissors. He and Ardyn cut the cord together, and then Ignis sits down on the bed next to Prompto.
"Aw, she does. She's got my eyes." Ardyn says with a smile. He was hoping that if the baby was his that she'd at least inherit one thing from him. The rest of her face is all Prompto's features, and her hair is blonde too.
"Are we still going with the name you chose?" Ignis asks as he caresses their daughter's cheek.
"Yeah. Freya Liv." Prompto says.
"I'm gonna get her cleaned up. I'll be right back." Ignis says as he picks up their daughter. He carries her over to the bathroom sink to wash her off.
Prompto looks up at Ardyn as Ignis walks away with Freya, and Ardyn smiles at him.
"We really made a baby. She's actually here." Prompto says, astonished.
"You did amazing dearest. We're so proud of you." Ardyn says. He leans down to kiss the blonde's forehead.
*
Ignis comes back in the room a few minutes later, and he sits down on the bed with Freya in his arms.
"Here she is." Ignis says as he hands Freya over to Prompto.
"She's so tiny." Prompto comments. He's already delivered the afterbirth, and now he's resting in Ardyn's arms.
"She'll grow up big and strong though, won't you angel?" Ignis coos at Freya. She just looks up at him with her big amber eyes, and then she yawns.
"I think she's getting sleepy." Ardyn says.
"I guess being born is just as tiring as giving birth." Prompto says.
"Hello little one, I'm your dad," Ardyn smiles at his firstborn daughter, and he gasps when she grabs hold of his pointer finger with her little hand. Ignis wipes away a tear from Ardyn's face, and Ardyn looks up at him. He hadn't even realized that he was crying. "She's really here Ignis. We have a daughter."
"I know. She's perfect." Ignis laughs softly, his green eyes also brimming with tears. Freya takes that moment to let out a shrill cry, and the three men are startled by her sudden outburst.
"She's probably hungry." Prompto says.
"Guide her to you, Prompto. She might need help." Ignis advises.
"Okay, here we go baby," Prompto says before he moves Freya's head lightly until her mouth is near his chest. She easily latches on to his nipple, and she begins to feed from Prompto. "Is that good, sweetpea? Daddy's got plenty for you." Prompto says with a soft laugh.
Freya feeds from Prompto's chest for a few minutes, and she releases once she's had her fill. Prompto lifts her up and rubs her back until she lets out a small burp.
"That's my girl." Prompto says. He repositions Freya, and he rocks her softly until she falls asleep in his arms.
"We should let her sleep. You need to rest as well Prom." Ignis says. He carefully lifts Freya out of Prompto's arms and places her in the bassinet near their bed.
Ignis' phone vibrates in his pocket a few minutes later. He looks at the caller ID to see that it's Noct. "Noct, how are you?" Ignis says as he answers the phone.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that Specs? Did Prom have the baby yet?" Noctis says as Gladio climbs onto the bed, sitting next to him.
"Yes. A little girl." Ignis replies.
"Congratulations to you three. What's her name?" Gladio speaks up.
"Freya Liv. She's got Ardyn's eyes, but the rest of her is all Prompto. Blonde hair and freckles included." Ignis says as he places his arm around Prompto's shoulder.
"Is that Noct?" Prompto says tiredly. Ignis nods, and Prompto holds his hand out for the phone.
"Hold on a second Gladio, Prompto wants to talk to you and Noct." Ignis says before passing the phone over.
"Hey guys." Prompto says softly.
"Hey Prompto. Congrats on the baby. How is she?" Noctis asks.
"I fed her earlier. She's asleep." Prompto says with a yawn.
"You should get some sleep too Blondie. You sound exhausted." Gladio says in concern.
"Yeah, I will. I'll talk to you guys later." Prompto says. He hands the phone back to Ignis before shutting his eyes and getting into a comfortable position to fall asleep.
"Would you two like to speak with Ardyn? He's here too." Ignis says as he places the phone between his chin and his shoulder.
"I don't see why not. He's the baby's father too." Noctis replies.
"Ardyn, it's Noct and Gladio." Ignis says as he passes the phone to his red-violet haired husband.
"To what do I owe the pleasure, your highness?" Ardyn drawls teasingly.
"Ignis says the baby's here. Congrats on your daughter." Noctis says.
"Thank you. Prompto did very well. He and Freya are resting now." Ardyn says as he looks over at Freya. She's still fast asleep in her bassinet.
"I'm sure you and Ignis're tired as well." Gladio says.
"Yea. We've all been up since seven this morning. You're welcome to come by tomorrow if Prompto's up for visitors." Ardyn says.
"We probably will. Goodnight guys." Noctis says before hanging up.
"It's time we get some well needed rest too Ignis. C'mere love," Ardyn says as he brings Ignis over to him. He kisses the brunette's lips. "I love you so much."
"I love you too. See you in the morning." Ignis says as he moves over to the right side of the bed. He switches off the bedside lamp before snuggling Prompto, breathing in the omega's sweet scent. Ardyn also snuggles Prompto from the other side of him, and they drift off to sleep. Nothing could be better than this.
#ffxv#final fantasy xv#mpreg#trans prompto#omega prompto#alpha ardyn#alpha ignis#alpha gladio#beta noctis#promnis#promdyn#ardnis#polyamory#ardyn x ignis x prompto#abo dynamics#gladnoct#ftm prompto#au#idk what you would call the ship is did for this fic
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Rules: List Five Comfort Characters And Tag Five People.
Tagged by @organchordsandlightning
ok well jack reflected on the definition of a comfort character for hers. I, however, am simply going to preface this by saying my therapist recently told me i was doing so well we could go down to once every three months. So, there.
1. John Doe (Malevolent): I am starting out cheating a little bit because fandom John is far more the source of comfort than canon John, but the grip he has on me is simply too powerful not to put him on this list. He’s a stranger to the world, he’s trying his best, he doesn’t know what a wheelchair is, he keeps fucking up but he cares so goddamn much.
2. Jonny D'ville (The Mechanisms): He's an asshole but he can spin one hell of a yarn and I will always listen. Plus, "Old King Cole" from Once Upon A Time In Space was the first song I sang along to after my voice changed, so there's a lot of gender euphoria in the mix.
3. Ignis Scientia (FFXV): Speaking of gender euphoria, Ignis was the first character I cosplayed after realizing I was nonbinary. (It's not that I had never dressed up as a male character before, it's just that somehow that had never tipped me off.) Anyway, I have spent a lot of hours on the contouring and scar makeup to channel my beloved nerdy British twink.
4. Faramir (Lord of the Rings): like do i need to say more here or--
5. Sibling Dex (A Psalm for the Wild-Built): so first of all this book is a big warm hug that will quite literally hand you a mug of tea and ask what's on your mind and tell you, "would you like to imagine a world of small comforts?" But the thing I love about Dex specifically is that, in a near-utopian world that has chosen to elevate compassion and recognize the dignity of all sentient life, Dex is still managing to have an existential crisis. And I love that for them.
Zero-pressure tags: @neosatsuma @redriyo @still-bettingonyou @rossithepixie @morphophoneme
#as much as i talk a big game about casting off thr shackles of shame#i do look at this list and go ah yes 😔 i am very predictable about men with deep voices 😔#and that is probably 90% of why it took me weeks to finally hit publish on this 😔#anyway thank you for the tag!
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Divenire | Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter: 32/40
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Final Fantasy XV
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Gladiolus Amicitia/Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia, One-Sided Prompto Argentum/Ardyn Izunia, Past Prompto Argentum/Original Character
Additional Tags: Fix-It, I literally rewrote the entire fucking game everyone, Prince!Prompto, MT!Prompto, based on pigeon princess’ au!, Arranged Marriage, Eventual Smut, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Eventual Happy Ending, Slow Burn, like really fucking slow burn, Guaranteed happy ending, OT4, Established OT3, Polyamory, polyship roadtrip, Canon-Typical Violence, so some blood and injuries but nothing graphic, Spoilers, Minor Character Death, Alternate Canon, in this house we love and appreciate strong and capable prompto, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Near Death Experiences, Anxiety, Self Confidence Issues, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, lore and worldbuilding are tweaked, everyone’s 2/3 years older than canon, prom’s a damsel-he’s in distress-he can handle it
Chapter Summary:
“Noctis,” Ignis begins again, “I have a proposition for you.” He hesitates. “And not as your advisor.”
An idea is offered, connections are reaffirmed, and a new divine confrontation forged.
Notes:
*rises from the dead* uhhhh, hi. Today is this Divenire's 5th birthday, exactly a year since I last updated. I won't say I'm sorry because honestly the world has been crazy, but please know that not a day has gone by without me thinking of this story and I do absolutely intend to finish it. Thank you all for your patience ♡ Thank you to pigeon-princess and Juli, as always, and to Sanj, Jessie, Vi, Amaia, and Gideon for the support with me getting through this last year and encouraging me to keep on keeping on.
Chapter's title comes from Legends by Sleeping With Sirens which you can check out on the playlist.
Enjoy~
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I love looking through other peoples OCs for FFxv bc they’re all these cool, collected, elegant, beautiful, well put together bitches and i’m over here with my absolute bastard gremlin of a child lmao
case in point:
[Some Selections from the 16546343 outlines i have for this story]
*Somewhere out in the middle of the woods*
“Guys! There’s free dogs in the bushes!!” She pops up out of the bushes holding up a baby Hundlegs proudly. :D
“NEJRY PUT THAT DOWN AT ONCE!!!” Ignis hollers in concern.
<:(
****
“What’s the matter Mr. Scientia? You don’t want to partake in Prom’s delicious Nut Coating™?” She holds up the box of gluten free breading alternative and can’t even contain her laughter long enough to get the joke out.
Ignis is devastated
“I believed in you, Nejry…”
“Please Don’t.” She laughs out, giving him a pat on the back in apology
****
“🎶Ta-cos, ta-cos, TAC🎶—-….can I be weird in peace without you clowns appearing out of nowhere FOR FIVE MINUTES???” How dare they interrupt her taco song???
****
“Oh dude, if you ever decide to get tits this bra is 🎶amazing🎶.” She says to Prompto during their conversation in the Pit before all hell breaks loose.
****
“I don’t know what that was but fifty percent of my bloodline is telling me I’m going to die first if we don’t get the fuck outta’ here!!” [Halloween episode.]
“I WISH I HAD SEVEN LEAGUE TALL BOOTS!” Said when trying to get the absolute FUCK out of the motel with the ghost car.
****
The group gets stuck in the middle of nowhere inside the Regalia while Daemons surround them menacingly. They were safe thanks to a teensy-weensy itty-bitty speck of a haven they managed to stall over.
“Gladio, get out and push.” Says Nejry through a mouthful of trail mix and laughing at the man's reflection in the rearview mirror.
The daemons seem to be playing ring-around-the-Rosie with their car. Much to their confusion.
“Yeah Gladdy-o, get out and push.” Prompto rolls over in his seat to flash a grin at the Shield.
“Fuck all of you, I ain’t going out there.” Gladio states firmly, struggling to keep Noct from drooling all over his shirt.
****
“I will not take criticism from someone who still needs to shop in the Children’s section…” Nejry says casually to a snarky Noctis as they wander through the store, nearby they hear Gladio choking on his pretzel.
****
“Wait, is this going to be like last time?” Noct asks, pulling away from her to glare at her.
“What? No dude, I promise it won’t be like last time.” Nej responds truthfully.
*cue spongebob title card with the words “three days earlier” on it*)
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Nej and Noct are fishing alongside each other [bc Nej was bored and always wanted to learn how to fish anyway and Noct enjoys the non-backseat fishing company] and decides to mess with him.
“Hey Noct, watch this:” she starts flailing around violently with her fishing rod, the line going everywhere until after a few minutes she reels in a fish much to Nocts utter shock.
>:O “What the SHIT? Lemme try!”
Smash cut to her standing out on the bank laughing to herself and drinking a soda as Noct is in the middle of the lake flailing about like a lunatic. Ignis is standing by Nej on the shoreline, clearly aware of the woman’s intentions and yet strangely saying nothing to the Prince. Gladio walks up to them and sees Noct standing out in the middle of the lake like a dumbass.
He stares at him for a moment before turning to the others.
“…the fuck is he doing out there?”
“Nejry is apparently trying to teach Noctis a new fishing technique, but I believe that there are shenanigans afoot.” Nearby Nej lets out an affronted gasp.
“Ignis I would never.” Counters Nej who is doing her damndest to keep a straight face. She looks back to Noct who is looking very discouraged. “You got this Noct! Don’t sweat the technique! Do the call like I taught you!”
“Are you sure this will work?”
“It will trust me!” She assured him, the lie sliding smoothly past her lips. She gave him a double thumbs up to emphasize her point. Surely there was no way he would doubt her.l after the double thumbs up.
She could see Noct squint at her for a brief moment, and she feared that he might have seen through her ruse for the briefest of moments. Finally he bent forward, placing his arms on his hips [which was a feat considering he had to juggle a fishing pole] and rearing back his head he let out a great “KALOO-KAKOO!” To the Heavens above, scattering the birds and sending the mechanic and the Shield to ground in a fit of roaring laughter.
“Dear gods....” Ignis is so disappointed in Noct.
****
“Guys guess what!?” Noct comes sailing in from God knows where to tell them about the AssCreed festival happening in town.
“We’re abandoning this quest to reclaim the throne and becoming a bubblegum pop band called ‘Noctis Caelum and the Caeluminettes’?” Nej not missing a beat.
“*deep breath of Calming* Nejry. I’m going to need you to take me seriously for about five minutes, please. :)” *insert the spongebob “boi” meme*
****
“MISTER IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ASS INTO A LANE AND STAY THERE I PROMISE YOU I'LL GO FERAL.” Road rage isn’t her thing but sometimes you gotta let an idiot have it...
“Ah I see you’re trying to pass me , let’s see if we can’t make you regret the decision :)” *speeds up*
“NEJ, STOP TRYING TO KILL US!”
****
“SO WHEN THE NIGHT FAAAAALLLS MY LONELY HEART CAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLS!!” Nej and Prompto for obvious reasons.
“Must you two do this every time you are in the front seat?!??!?” - Ignis is so very tired...
“Must you always criticize my hobbies?” Prompto, fires back in mock hurt
“That’s just his way of saying that he wants an encore!” Nejry reaching for her phone
“NEJRY DON'T YOU DARE!”
****
“Hi-diddly ho, Bitch a ree nos!”
****
Nejry is having a tough day and goes to Ignis for assistance. “Ay can you cast Silence on me real quick? I gotta let some shit out.”
“Of course.” Ignis obliges. She signs “thank you” in sign language before walking off.
Noct and Ignis continue their conversation as usual while she is in the background primal screaming.
****
“Rations are low so I’ve devised the best way to make our meat last as long as possible”
“We’re going to combine all of it into one gigantic super patty named (this segment is in a speech balloon that completely obscures Ignis’ face) “EL BURGITO.”
It is imperative that the camera pans back to show the campsite to emphasize just how loud she says this.
Ignis just fucking *stares* at her while she has this shit eating grin on her face.
****
“What’s the matter Noct?” Asks a concerned Nej when Noct is in a pouty mood and rests his head on her shoulder.
“Mmmnhm.” He responds pitifully, face covered by her shoulder.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“NO.”
“...do you want to trick Ignis into playing my horny music again and watch him spontaneously combust?”
“...yes 🥺”
“Come on then, let's go trick Ignis into playing my horny music again and watch him spontaneously combust...” she grabs his hand like a child and leads him off to go get her phone.
****
*When asked about having to travel with the Prince and his retainers by a starstruck Cissnei*
“Oh yes it is quite difficult to travel with four extremely attractive men.” She admits. “But I also know these assholes on a more personal level so any kind of attraction I may feel is struggling against the knowledge of their more personal...habits.” Prompto’s ears went a light shade of pink.
“... I said I was sorry for farting the last time we shared a bed” Prompto said in a quiet voice, staring down at his feet sheepishly.
****
“What do your tall bitch eyes see?” Came Nejry’s voice from the sea of wheat below.
“...wheat.” Gladiolus replies, staring out at the vast ocean of grainery, his head being the only one visible in the scene while Ignis is out there looking like a damn shark with his hair poking out.
****
“You think that an actual Maiden's Kiss, like from a girl, will work in a pinch?”
“Only one way to find out.” Gladio shoots Nej a cheeky grin.
“I absolutely will not put any part of my lips on any one of y’all as a damn toad...” she fires out.
“Aw...”
****
“Who’s better at navigating than me?!” Poor Prompto, not knowing what he just set himself up to.
“A map...” Ignis
“The stars...” Gladio
“A random dude off the street...” Noctis
“A candle...” Nejry
“Throwing a dart in a random direction and following where it lands...” Noctis
“A piece of string...” Nejry
“A stray cat...” Ignis
“Moss...” Gladio
“🎶The painted colors of the wiiiind...🎶” Nejry
Meanwhile Prompto’s got those realistic anime eyes on his face. “It just keeps going...” text next to him.
Honestly
I fucking love this dumb idiot i’ve created…
#long post#readmore#ffxv#ffxv au#ffxv oc#outlines#kindof#i got bored and wanted to share#I swear it looks like I’m hellbent of giving Ignis a hard time but it’s not like that I swear!#yeah fukit let’s put it in the main tags why not?
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Awakening
read it on AO3 Here
by ChromaticQueen
“I don’t think I’m gay, but Noct – he’s so, he’s so pretty–“
Gladio resisted the urge to snort, since it sounded like Prompto was genuinely upset about this revelation.
“You do not have to be gay in order to appreciate another man’s beauty, Prompto. It is perfectly natural,” Ignis did his best to assure, his voice soft and soothing.
“No, Iggy, you don’t understand. I really want to fuck him–“
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Prompto has his bisexual awakening and realises it's not the first time Noctis has had that affect on people.
Words: 1559, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Noctis Lucis Caelum, Ignis Scientia, Prompto Argentum, Gladiolus Amicitia
Relationships: Gladiolus Amicitia & Prompto Argentum & Noctis Lucis Caelum & Ignis Scientia, Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum, Noctis Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia, Gladiolus Amicitia/Noctis Lucis Caelum
Additional Tags: Brotherhood: Final Fantasy XV, Prompto being a bi icon, The bros pining for Noctis, Noctis being a cute brat
read it on AO3 Here
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for the fic thing, numbers 4, 20, 33
Ah thank you!!
The fic writer questions post
I'm sorry in advance, this got really long, so I had to switch to desktop halfway through to format it so it wasn't just a big block of text 😅 Like... I'm sorry. Genuinely, I am really sorry.
4. What detail in [insert fic] are you really proud of?
I'm going to do Alkali [ffxv H2O AU] because it's the one I'm currently knee-deep in. I hope that's alright! Truth be told I'm proud of a ton of tiny details in that fic, but my favorite is the change in what fire represents as the fic goes on to parallel Ignis's feelings about himself and the others. It's one of my favorite little descriptions to 'hide' throughout while I'm writing because there's just so much you can do with it.
Fire is dangerous, but it can also represent safety and home. Also it looks beautiful and provides comfort, but if you get too close it will burn you. Something something masquerading as light and leaving only blackened ash something something. Lux Et Umbrae or whatever. Generic stuff. You know. It's enrichment for me though, so I have fun with it.
I think the point where his view on it begins to pivot for the better is after the diner scene with the TV when him and Noct have a chat at camp that night, because Noct is the light of my fucking life surprisingly good at saying awkwardly nice things. Like, okay, he's actually awful at it, but the sentiment is there. Also fire is actually really important in the backstory fic [hang on, I'm getting ahead of myself-] and there's a similar evolution in its meaning for Celor [Ignis's uncle] as well, though his development with it is a bit more straightforward and... Obvious? I guess XD
If you want something a bit more silly, I've hidden exactly 7 H2O: Just Add Water and 2 Aquamarine references in the parts I've written out so far. And 3 Ariel references in Ardyn's dialogue. Oh, you poor unfortunate soul...
20. If you wrote a prequel to [insert fic], what would it involve?
CELOR. cough. I technically have one fully planned [chapters and all], the catch is I actually have to finish the current fic first and oh boy. This backstory fic is technically split into 2 parts. Celor B.B [before baby] and Celor A.B [after baby]. <- I wish I were kidding, but that's how it's split in my brain. It's a lot of years!
Before is the whole 'King Regis and his sluts the gang go on that funky little road trip during the war' thing, which basically establishes Celor as a character, the Scientias in relation to the royal family, and his relationships with the other OGs [Old Guys]. Basically, it goes into detail of what happened in Altissia that caused Weskham to get injured and how the other guys found out about Celor.
It also details the events of that one throwaway dlc? Like some dude showed up in Insomnia? Idk, it was so weird. U might not remember it [joking. Episode Ardyn, M.E 734]. Celor wasn't there for the main event, so he doesn't! He was off working with Drautos to evacuate civilians and stuff. Which kinda starts off their whole one-sided rivalry because Drautos sees some stuff and is like '🤔' about it. Celor is... well, to put it nicely, an oblivious idiot and doesn't even realize, so Titus is snooping around and everyone in the Citadel is like 'dude stop' except for the guy he's actually investigating. I also believe that Drautos has pretty much always been working with the empire. It's not specified when, but you don't become high commander of an army overnight [stares down Ravus]... Just kinda weird that he had time to pull that while also captaining the Kingsglaive, so I think he's always been allied with the Imperials. I digress.
After this attack is over the kids are all born (or cloned, lol) [basically... give it like 2 years and everyone exists] and we enter the A.B era where Celor proves just how bad of a parental figure he can be. For the record, I don't normally like killing off parents in fics too often but, well, Ignis doesn't have any mentioned in canon, so it feels weird to just have them suddenly exist in present-day... Celor is already toeing the line of being a full-fledged OC because there are TWO LINES in the audio story Parting Ways where Ignis's uncle speaks and then I did ALL OF THIS with him. 😮💨
Anyway, Ignis's parents' names are Julia Scientia and Harry [who married into House Scientia and took the name]. I named Julia for one of the OG mermaids in H2O, who likely had Rikki's power, and Harry for Rita's fiance in Mako Mermaids who ISN'T a total jerkface, thank you, Karl, you fuckboy- his sole existence made me distrust Karl MM so hard my first time through lol. Anyway, given their names you can probably guess their stories, but also they both die at the end. As parents do when you're discussing protagonist backstories [stares in Aulea].
Julia is the identical twin of Celor [yes, I'm implying he's transgender, do you think their parents named her Julia and him CELOR? Hell no, that's a transmasc name if I've ever picked one-] and Ignis takes after her, and therefore looks a lot like Celor (a lot of people confuse him as being Celor's son). That's why, in chapter 1 of Alkali, Ignis is standing there musing if the mermaid-looking daemon Noct killed in the arcade game would've looked like him. It's not explained why he thinks that in the text, but there you go. Reasons! Oh, also, Julia and Harry are killed by a mob for suspicion of housing a daemon after Julia is discovered, leaving their house burning to the ground and Celor returning with a 2 year old to... that... [seriously, the civilians in this universe are kind of hardcore and not in a good way...].
Celor takes Ignis back to the Citadel after a lot of [kinda superficial because pretty much everyone knows what happened] questioning and Regis (who is also actively mourning his fucking wife and raising a newborn) is like "whatcha got there, bud" and Celor's like "trauma" and Regis just nods and lets it happen. Not... not actually, but that's basically how it goes. Dude gets it. By god bahamut does he get it. Clarus is working overtime so hard to help them both learn how to be a dad. Anyway, you can imagine Celor's surprise when Ignis comes into his magic and it turns out to be temperature control. AKA this kid can now light stuff on fire whenever he wants. Even more bad when it's emotionally-tied. Celor and Cor, uh, put a lid on that ticking time bomb real quick. Just, fully shoved it in the shoe box and wrapped it in 7 layers of duct tape and buried it in the woods. It's not still ticking. IT'S NOT. [It is. :(]
To make things... a little more clear, Celor isn't a bad parent, he's doing his best, but also he's absent-minded and kinda paranoid about keeping the secret after what happened to his sister. Which, you know, a very valid reaction, but also causes him and Ignis to argue a lot over it, especially regarding Noct, especially after the whole Marilith thing. Celor actually argued against Ignis becoming Noct's advisor at all, but Clarus eventually pushed him into it because the kid's gotta live his life at some point, you know? [You might notice some parallels between Clarus and Gladio throughout, because they tend to be the voice of reason :V (most of the time lol)]. But yeah, after the whole Marilith thing, while Noct and Regis are in Tenebrae, Ignis and Celor get into a huge fight about who gets to know about the secret, Celor takes Ignis to the Lux Et Umbrae museum exhibit to make things up to his nerd of a nephew, and I get to loredump about Solheim and how merpeople came to be under Leviathan :) Of course the museum is a little... off... on the details given they view merpeople as a legend about variants of darkness daemons, but still. Shapeshifters show up on full moon nights to steal the bodies of your loved ones and make you one of them, blah, blah. Celor explains it better from what he knows, and Ignis learns about their connection to Leviathan.
Which, oops! Because this kid is pretty determined and he near immediately formulates a plan to summon Leviathan and bargain with her to become 'normal'. Hence the necklace. Which, yeah! Iggy's skull necklace is an important part of Alkali. I don't really bring up too often until they reach Altissia. See, the bargain ended up working... for about a month, until Leviathan intentionally meddled with the set rules to get what she wants (as you do when you're a jealous, vengeful god that also wants your other god friend to, you know, NOT nuke the entire planet). Because Ignis even bargained with her in the first place, and due to the rules she set, he basically gives up his half of the bargain to 'save' Noct's life (it was not actually in danger... parallels!) and still has to pay Leviathan back for her half. The necklace is his reminder of that. A literal chain around his neck. Anyway during this whole thing, oops, Drautos sees some stuff and is like '??????' and passes this info on over to Ardyn who is like '👀👀 interesting...' because, you know, he's an immortal bitch with memories from tons of people and also literally Ifrit. Who was there when Leviathan made merpeople because she was jealous. Jealous and vengeful. Not a good combo... But, yeah, Ardyn easily puts two-and-two together. So, when the Titan roadtrip caravan scene happens in Alkali, it should make a bit more sense. It didn't really NEED explaining, because it's Ardyn, but hey. I did. Bite me.
[And, YES, technically Leviathan was sleeping at this time, but it's more of a dream-state of her being summoned than actually her. I... didn't exactly want 7-8 year old Ignis summoning a literal, very miffed god in the middle of Insomnia's bay. If you know the first ever scene of the water dragon appearing in Mako Mermaids, it's something like that. Water and moonlight and rancid vibes. That's actually another plot point in Alkali, because when they're in Altissia Leviathan wants to wake up on her own terms, so she's trying to get Ignis to the Altar of the Tide Mother to wake her up permanently with his blood. Hey... it comes full circle... ... I should write an offshoot of this where it actually works and angst happens. Hmmm...]
Anyway, things happen after that pretty much as written in Alkali already, though this backstory fic would also cover the fall of Insomnia from Celor's perspective and his death :( It's funny because throughout this, Celor goes from loathing fire, seeing it as the brutal destructive force, to seeing it as hope and joy as seen through the eyes of kid Ignis learning his magic [contrast that to how Ignis views his own magic after training lol], and then after Ignis leaves Insomnia, fire goes back to being this awful uncaring force of nature that ends up getting Celor killed. Well, okay, it was mostly Drautos. But fire played a big part in it. And that's Celor's story. Pathetic merman uncle.
33. If you write chaptered fics, what’s your ideal chapter length to write? Is it different from your ideal chapter length to read?
Um, well. If the above showed you anything, I tend to write a lot... Sorry about that. I would say 20ish chapters is normally what I plan, but then everything goes off the rails. I intended for Alkali to be about 15 chapters, then it hit 20, then 30, now we're at 67 in planning and counting. Now if only I could actually write it all XD
And no, I love all kinds of fic!! One-shots, multi-chapters... So long as the premise is good, I'm here for it. I won't guarantee I remember to finish all the fics I start reading, but the chapter length has never held me back on starting them before. I just have a bad memory and never check my bookmarks :( Which I should do more often!!! Maybe I will do so tonight...
Anyway, thank you so much for letting me ramble about this! I really appreciate it, I'm always itching to talk about the stuff that lurks in my brain. 💙💙 I owe you one.
#ask#thank you!!#cruddy rambles#like. I am REALLY sorry this got so long. I got excited#H2O au#the keep reading break moves a paragraph down every time i edit this? huh? what kind of glitch...
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#5
Waking up 4 with CorNyx, please?
4. “Did you know that you talk in your sleep?”
“Did you know you talk in your sleep?”
Cor squinted up at Nyx, who had his head propped up on one hand, as he tried to process what was just said to him. Nyx was smirking, that careful quirk of his lips that was always betrayed by the softness of his gaze in the dim light of their bedroom. Cor took a few seconds to enjoy the way Nyx’s tongue peaked out to wet chapped lips before his brain decided there wasn’t any emergency worth being awake for.
“Seriously, you’re just going to ignore me?” Nyx asked, shaking Cor’s shoulder as he turned to burrow his face back into his pillow. Cor got a few blissful moments of silence before Nyx was draping himself across his back. “I alert you to a source of possible critical information leaks pertinent to the security of the Citadel, and the Lord Marshal dismisses it? I could have you sacked for this, you know?”
“Lotta big words,” Cor mumbled into the fabric, trying to shrug off Nyx as he pressed his lips along the neckline of his shirt.
Nyx laughed into his shoulder blade. “I love how stupid you are first thing in the morning.”
Cor tried to ignore Nyx as his warm hands rubbed slow circles along his back, the pull of sleep still more tempting than whatever the hell Nyx was trying to get out of him. He burrowed his own arms further under the pillow as Nyx’s attentions wandered back to his neck, trying in vain to keep warm lips and rough stubble from making their way up to his jaw.
“Fuck off,” Cor muttered to the lips that were pressing themselves into his cheek. The lips smirked against him. “What do you want?”
“Well, I was going to be nice to you, since you were being cute in your sleep, but now I’m not so sure.”
Cor closed his eyes tightly, blinking a few times to clear away the exhaustion. “What was I doing?”
“Talking. In your sleep.”
“What? I don’t—”
“You do,” Nyx said, rolling off him to lay his head on his own pillow, nose centimeters from Cor’s. “Not often, but usually on mornings like these.”
Mornings where they both had fallen heavily into bed the night before, asleep before they had the chance to revel in the relief of finally being off their feet. The types of mornings Cor preferred to sleep through.
“What was I saying?”
“Something about moogles,” Nyx laughed. “Apparently they’re banned?”
Cor blinked a few times, trying to recall what he had been dreaming about. There was nothing. “Weird.”
Nyx was still smirking as Cor leaned forward to kiss him on the lips, soft pressure mixed with softer chuckles that devolved into outright laughter as Cor collapsed back into his pillow face-first.
16 notes - Posted November 21, 2022
#4
Chapters: 1/2
Fandom: Final Fantasy XV
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Cor Leonis/Nyx Ulric
Characters: Nyx Ulric, Cor Leonis
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Swearing, Threats of Violence, but its mostly nyx being dramatic, Galahdian Culture (Final Fantasy XV), Mild Blood, Aggression, Emotional Constipation, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Crush, NyxWeek2022, Chronic Pain, Cultural Differences
Series: Part 3 of NyxWeek2022
Summary:
Nyx loves a good storm, he really does. But the lead up? Not so much. Dealing with the pains of an incoming storm has always left him feeling on edge, but in Insomnia, relief is a lot harder to come by.
Written for NyxWeek2022, Day 3: Storm, Scars.
16 notes - Posted November 14, 2022
#3
Nyx mourns his family and the traditions of Galahd that are made difficult by city life.
Written for NyxWeek2022, Day 1: Tradition.
17 notes - Posted June 6, 2022
#2
CorNyx - either Morning 5 "Sorry, I didn't want to wake you" or Night 18 "Do you want to keep the light on?"? ♥️
18. “Do you want to keep the light on?”
Cor looked like hell.
They both did, Nyx knew, but there was something so much worse about seeing the unflappable Immortal exhausted. He’d seen the edges of it before, yeah. The dark circles and the blank looks in response to bad jokes that would usually warrant at least a glare and the minor spelling mistakes in otherwise flawless reports. He’d seen the pile of coffee cups on his desk at disgusting hours in the morning. He’d even seen him with his shirt on backwards, one notable morning, and had the honor of seeing him flush with embarrassment when Nyx pointed it out.
This was different.
Cor was sitting on one of the cots that had been laid out for them, staring blankly at his phone. The phone that had died about three hours ago, the event of which had elicited a series of expletives from the Marshal that the rest of them had respectfully ignored. Nyx had kept silent on the subject, his own phone long since dead due to its abysmal battery-life, but he knew worry was eating Cor at the seams.
Now, alone in the room designated for those ‘off-shift’, Nyx did not know how to approach him. They had only been… whatever it was they were for a short time. It was something so fragile that he was still harboring it from even Libertus, and so tenuous that he was constantly walking on eggshells.
He knew Cor was probably worried. They all were, cut off from the outside world and waiting on a signal that might not come. Nyx himself had been pacing so much that he had been ordered by an under-ranking Crownsguard to go cool off, the same soldier that had the brass balls to tell Cor to take a nap in the very same breath. Now, shoved together into the tiny ‘bedroom’ of the safe-house, Nyx could feel the depth of that worry clawing at his skin.
“They’re fine,” Nyx said, wincing at the hollow way it fell off his tongue. “Regis, Clarus, the prince. They’re fine. We got the alert, remember? They’re safe in the Citadel.”
Cor did not even grunt in response. He just sat, blank-eyed, staring at the plastic brick in his hands.
Nyx swallowed the building unease in his throat, taking a step towards him. Cor did not acknowledge the movement, so Nyx cautiously approached. He knew, on some level, that he was being a bit ridiculous, but at the moment he felt like he was on the very edge of something unknown and did not want to stick his foot through some boundary he’d yet to encounter.
“We’re on the south end,” he ventured carefully to the ledge, perching on the cot in front of Cor. “No where near your apartment.”
No where near his home. No where near where he kept his heart hidden, as Nyx now knew well, ever since Cor had started to let him in. Cor kept staring at his phone.
Nyx took a deep breath, steeling himself for the worst, then took the leap. He put his hand gently over the blank screen.
Cor’s eyes shot up to him, instantly sharpening out of their dull revere. Nyx forced down the urge to flinch, but only just.
“She’s okay,” Nyx said, soft words from the man with his hand in a dog’s mouth.
“You don’t know that,” Cor growled.
“No,” Nyx conceded. “But there’s no reason she should have been anywhere near it. Your kid hates crowds, Cor. The speech was televised. There’s no reason she would have gone.”
Cor was still glaring at him, blue eyes sharp above bruise-black circles. Watching him, cautious but not quite hostile. Nyx pressed his luck.
“She would have told you, right? If she had planned to go?”
Nyx did not know if his kid would have told him. Nyx did not know the kid much at all, given the way she avoided him like the plague. But he knew she was reasonably responsible and more than a little shy, and he was banking on her being the sort of kid to stay home and sleep the weekends through.
Cor was still staring at him, but his eyes were losing their bite. Just a bit.
“Kid’s probably sitting at home, worried just like you, but safe. She wouldn’t want you to be driving yourself up a wall all night. She knows we couldn’t call her, anyway, even if our phone’s weren’t dead. She’s a smart kid.” Nyx continued, gently easing the phone out of Cor’s hand.
By some miracle, he let him.
Cor buried his face into his newly freed hands, scrubbing at his eyes. “I can’t sleep like this.”
“What can I do to help?”
Cor glanced up at him, eyes soft now with exhaustion and gentle in the way Nyx had only seen tucked away in the dark of a bedroom. Nyx gave him a small smile. Cor barely managed one in return, eyes darting to the phone in Nyx’s hands before falling back into his cupped palms.
“I don’t know,” Cor confessed to the concrete floor. “Distract me?”
Nyx bit back a rueful laugh, “don’t think we have enough privacy for that, unfortunately.”
Cor shot him a glare that didn’t quite manage it’s usual heat, “I meant talk. About something other than this.”
“Now, that,” Nyx chuckled. “That I can do. But you have to lay down, first. I’m not catching you if you fall asleep sitting up.”
Cor rolled his eyes, tipping himself backwards into the cot in a way that made the steel frame creak from the effort. Nyx placed Cor’s phone on the folding table beside them before fishing his own out of his pocket and depositing it there too.
He almost stood to hit the over-head light switch, before he considered the situation more. “Light on?”
“Nah,” Cor said to the ceiling. “Eyes fucking hurt.”
Nyx snorted as he took a few steps to hit the switch, the room still illuminated enough from the light spilling in from the ajar door helping him find his way back to the cot. He tipped himself into it with as much grace as Cor, letting himself settle into the familiar cradle of a shit canvas cot.
He reached out across the small gulf between them, palm offered upward. Warm, calloused fingers slipped between his, and the anxiety that was still fluttering in Nyx’s chest finally settled. He rubbed his thumb along the side of Cor’s hand, slow and gentle.
“Did I ever tell you about that time we convinced Crowe that unicorns were real?”
17 notes - Posted November 21, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Final Fantasy XV
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Cor Leonis/Nyx Ulric
Characters: Nyx Ulric, Cor Leonis, Regis Lucis Caelum, Clarus Amicitia, Libertus Ostium, Crowe Altius, Luche Lazarus
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Swearing, Galahdian Culture (Final Fantasy XV), in which i make nyx wrestle his anxiety and do a silly little dance, no beta we die like fools
Series: Part 2 of NyxWeek2022
Summary:
His Royal Majesty Regis Lucis Caelum CXIII has asked Nyx to preform a traditional Galahdian dance for him. There is nothing on Eos Nyx wants to do less, but who can say no to a king, really?
Written for NyxWeek2022, Day 2: Dance.
17 notes - Posted September 9, 2022
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#5
i am still incredibly salty over that "autistic people just want to be kind 🥺" post, btw
because the ~autism positivity~ on this website is progressively doing a complete 360 back into infantilizing autistic people, which is a huge part of the issue in the first place
i can assure you, i am not acting autistic in order to be "kind"
i am not existing as myself to help make your life easier
if the only way you can stomach the existence of autistic people is to convince yourself we're all ~angels~ who just want to be nice to you, then guess what? your ableism is showing
in fact, i am a bitter, angry person (was it obvious?) and you are allowed to hate me if you want to
you're not going to get fucking smited for admitting autistic people can be assholes and that some of us are annoying
202 notes - Posted October 11, 2022
#4
The Japanese Cultural Significance Behind Older Ignis’ Hairstyle
this is something i’ve touched upon a couple times before, but i felt like going a bit more in-depth and i have 24/7 blorbo brain, so here we go
for those who are unaware, the pompadour is a bit of an infamous hairstyle in Japan (taken from Wikipedia):
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214 notes - Posted September 17, 2022
#3
by イグニス大好きエンティア
343 notes - Posted May 12, 2022
#2
final camp scene.
most notable amongst the differences, in Japanese, Noctis actually tells the bros he loves them.
370 notes - Posted February 12, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
and i'm already noticing Twitter refugees in the tags, so i feel like preemptively clarifying:
we ship OC x Canon here, people
if you don't like it, then get out of my house
1,779 notes - Posted November 7, 2022
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(In)vested (chocobros)
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M, Multi
Fandom: Final Fantasy XV
Relationship: Gladiolus Amicitia/Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia
Characters: Ignis Scientia, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto Argentum, Gladiolus Amicitia
Summary: The bros buy Ignis a vest with less than decent intentions.
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"Dude!" Prompto exclaimed so loud it startled Noctis enough that he knocked his character off the ledge.
"What?" Noctis asked, pausing his game so that he could look at Prompto. The blonde's gaze was fixed on his phone, and when Noctis' gaze followed, damn.
On the screen, was a victorian style paisley, blue vest over an elegant, black undershirt. There were decorative skull buttons down the front and a junction for attaching the end of a necklace. It definitely looked like it belonged in Ignis' wardrobe, and Noctis could clearly imagine how his' skull necklace would look at the base of his collar.
His mouth felt dry. “Fuck.”
“Right? Now we know what to get him for his birthday.”
They were both just staring enraptured at the screen when Gladio walked past them on the way to the fridge. "What’re you two on about?” He opened the fridge and pulled out the orange juice.
Prompto spun around, thrusting his phone so far over the back of the sofa he nearly dropped it. "Look!"
Gladio whistled, eyes also staying glued to the screen. "That’s hot."
"Right?" Prompto thrummed with giddy excitement. "I can’t wait to seem him in it. Then, not in it.”
“How much persuasion do you think it would take to not have to see him out of it?" Noctis asked. There was no question from his tone on what he meant by that.
Gladio shook his head. "It’s Iggy. He’ll never risk his clothes getting dirty during sex, especially a brand new gift."
Noctis smirked. "Even if we tell him dirty is exactly how we intended it?"
"Kinky," Prompto said.
Gladio looked skeptical. "If it was something else, maybe. This is a fancy vest we're talking about."
"We'll have to be extra convincing and extra careful then," Noctis decided.
They got more than one gift. Ignis deserved way more than one gift considering how much he constantly did for them. The vest was the highlight gift, though, so they made sure he opened that one last. Ignis grew restless when Prompto started cleaning up the wrapping paper Ignis had insisted on folding neatly for reuse.
"Don't trouble yourself, love, I can handle that."
"Nuh, uh. Not on your birthday." He sent him finger guns. "Just sit there and relax."
"Can't it wait until after I open this?" He raised an eyebrow at the silence he received. He gave a skeptical look at the package in his hands. "Am I going to regret opening this?"
"No way!" Prompto defended, slipping the wrapping paper into the drawer in the kitchen as quickly and neatly as possible (no use ticking Ignis off later when he saw a tear). "Just open it, Igster." He plopped down beside him, looking far too eager.
Ignis unwrapped the package slowly, as if it might bite him if he was not careful. His eyes widened at the sight of vest. It was definitely to his tastes. Dignified, deep in color, smooth to the touch, and dare he say, empowering. He was especially enamored by the necklace junction. His skull necklace usually rested hidden but close to his heart. That was a perfect place for his devotion to sit, but the thought of being able to show it off in such a classy way was more thrilling than he would have thought.
"I love it," he said, holding the fabric up to admire it further.
Prompto grinned. "Put it on."
"Oh, I don't–"
"Put it on," Noctis seconded.
Who was Ignis to argue against two voices, one being his king's? He wanted to wear it. He also wanted to preserve it for as long as possible. It may be his favorite piece in his wardrobe now, only rivaled by the expensive black leather gloves they got him last year. "Alright, fine," he agreed. "Only for a little while. This is meant for date nights and official functions, not cleaning and cooking."
"Who said anything about you cleaning and cooking today?" Gladio asked. "Wouldn't you call today a date night?"
Ignis was not sure he loved or hated where this was surely going. "I meant public outings."
Gladio dropped his voice. It flowed over him like brandy. "What if we don't want anyone else seeing you in it?"
"Then what is the point?" he asked even though he was smart enough to know their intentions.
Gladio walked over to the sofa and leaned impossibly close. All it would take would be a nudge to claim his lips. "Do we need an excuse to dress you up nice?"
This was not the first time he had heard words along these lines from his partner, but they were usually directed at their sunny blonde lover or sometimes at their moody king. He was used to conspiring in the sentiment rather than being the catalyst of it. It was as arousing as it was unexpected.
He almost kissed Gladio, but decided he could hold onto more power if he held out. Smirking, he placed a finger to his lover's lips. "I suppose not. Wait for me here."
He could feel their collective disappointment at not being able to watch him change. The anticipation would be worth it. He sashayed to the bedroom, feeling the heat of their gazes on his behind.
He dressed carefully. The material felt impeccable against his skin. Less giving than his crownsguard fatigues but surprisingly higher quality. He ran a hand down the front, loving the way the buttons jutted out. He couldn't wait to show them.
When he stepped back into the living room it was as if he never left. None of them had moved at all. All of their breaths caught when they noticed him.
"You like it, I take it?"
"Fuck yeah," Noctis said.
Ignis huffed a tiny chuckle at his lack of eloquence.
"You're…" Prompto started. "You're like some snobby duke or something, but in a sexy way."
"That isn't too far off."
Prompto whined. "Way to make it even sexier."
Ignis chuckled. It was always cute when Prompto put them on a sexy pedestal just because of their stations.
"Do you want me to give you the duke's orders?"
"Holy shit." He took some quick breaths. "Yes?"
Ignis smirked and put a finger to his chin. "What to order." He feigned deep thought. "Sit still like a good boy."
Prompto whined but didn't otherwise complain.
"What about you, Noct? Are you here to service me as well?"
Noct licked his lips. "I'm totally down for that, but first, we want you to wear it."
"Hmm?" He feigned ignorance. "But I am already wearing it."
Noctis frowned. "We want you to keep wearing it."
Ignis emphasized his own frown. "You don't want to serve me on my birthday when I serve you all the time?" It was an unfair comparison, and they both knew it. They also both knew that wasn't what the king meant.
"I'll do whatever the hell you want, Specs, just keep the shirt on."
He tsked. "It would be a shame if anything got on it."
Noctis swallowed. "We'll be careful."
"Will you?" Ignis set eyes on the blonde. "Do you think you can be careful, love?"
Prompto squirmed at being targeted. "Oh. Uh, yeah, I can sure try."
Ignis schooled his features and leaned into Prompto's face. "You won't try, you will."
He gulped. "Yes, sir. Are you sir?"
Ignis fought back a smile. "Sir will work fine. Alright then," he turned back to his charge, "take the rest off, then."
"Of you, sir?"
"Yes."
His hands were noticeably shaky with anticipation as they undid his trousers and tugged them down along with his suspenders. He moved toward his gloves, but Ignis held a hand out.
"No, we'll keep these on, too."
Noctis' eyes darken, but Prompto physically shuddered. Gladio sat silently waiting through all this. Ignis turned toward him. "And what about you? Are you a servant of the duke as well?"
Gladio smirked. "Do you want me to be?"
"I suppose you have to be to keep this shirt clean."
The shield pulled him into him and breathed in the scent of his neck. "Not necessarily. Unlike these two, I can control myself on my own."
"Willing to test it?"
Gladio laughed. "Not with your shirt at stake."
Ignis hummed. "I quite like the idea of breaking your self-control. But I suppose we can test that another day."
Gladio squeezed his hips. "I look forward to it."
"Fine. For now, you are free to do as you will. Let us move this to the bedroom, shall we?"
Naturally, Prompto was the first to jump up and rush into the bedroom. Ignis shook his head fondly. "Noct, make sure to fold those before joining us."
Noct scowled but listened.
By the time he and Gladio reach the bedroom, Prompto was already tugging his clothes off. "Did I give you permission for that?"
Prompto blanched, immediately looking guilty.
Ignis honestly didn't mind in the slightest, but he wanted to maintain the granted control. "I suppose I will allow it. Gladio, feel free to join him." Not that Gladio ever needed encouragement to take his clothes off.
Ignis was already semi-hard from their attention, and seeing them naked was not helping. His erection was jutting out against the hem of his shirt. "Noct," he called to his king who was just now joining them, "you best do something about this," He gestured to his groin, "or else I'll be forced to punish you."
They would both enjoy that, he was sure, but he would prefer not to dirty the shirt in the process.
"Uh…" He clearly did not think this through.
Ignis sighed. "My shirt stays are in the top dresser drawer."
"Huh?" It took a moment for him to realize they could attach backwards. "Oh, okay."
His hands were still shaky as he attached the clips to the bottom and top of the shirt. It was not ideal as it forced the bottom to roll up into a crease which would need to be ironed out, but for now, it was sufficient. Noctis' gaze kept shifting from the shirt stays to his now uncovered erection.
“Good job.” He pet Noctis’ hair. His younger lover’s ears grew a faint pink at the praise. “I think you’ve earned yourself a reward.” Steadily, he pushed his face down against his erection. Noctis looked up at him as if he was unsure if he was really being allowed to give him a blowjob. Good boy he thought. “Go ahead,” he encouraged.
Prompto whined at the same time he moaned at the sensation of his wet mouth taking him in. Once he was accustomed to the pleasure, he shifted his gaze to his other younger lover. “Don’t fret, love. Gladio has a cock ready for you.”
Gladio smirked. “Yeah, blondie. Come and get it.”
Prompto was always quick to follow orders, regardless of the situation. He knelt on the bed on all fours, immediately, and sunk down onto Gladio’s sizeable girth. This really was the best, since Prompto was the best equipped of them to take him. His thoughts drifted back to Noctis as he sunk down further. His hands noticeably rested higher than usual, clutching onto his lower back so that he could feel the smoothness of the shift’s fabric. Absently, Ignis thought of how he could have brushed his face with the hem of the vest if it were not for the shirt stays now holding it in place.
It was taking effort to stay firmly standing as his legs threatened to give out at the pleasure. Ignis held strong though. He was used to this. He continued petting Noctis’ hair. “That’s a good boy.”
He could hear Prompto whine again, although it was muffled by Gladio’s cock this time. “Gladio, come now, shouldn’t you let Prompto know he’s doing well?” It was a suggestion but he said it more like an order.
“That’s it, blondie. Yeah, just like that. Keep going and I’ll have you bent over in no time.” That did it. Prompto let out a long moan which surely vibrated through Gladio’s core as the larger man let out his own moan in response.
Meanwhile, Noctis was silent aside from the sound of him lapping over his length with his tongue. None of them were ever as vocal about their pleasure as Prompto, but Ignis decided that he wanted to hear Noctis break. It was his birthday, after all.
He took hold of his head with both hands, forcing him to still. He waited a beat, allowing him to prepare himself, before fucking into his mouth. His reward was a muffled moan and the beginning of tears. Normally, he hated to see tears on any of his lovers’ faces, but in the throes of passion it never failed to ignite something sadistic inside him. The same sadistic side of him that wouldn’t have minded throwing Noctis over his lap for a spanking if it hadn’t resulted in a ruined shirt.
Next time.
He continued fucking into him until he could feel the waves of pleasure building. He pushed Noctis off of him. The king coughed before heaving in breaths. Ignis waited for him to recompose himself before cradling his face with both hands and giving him a soft, teasing kiss. “Such a good boy.”
“Gladio,” he threw over his shoulder, “I think it’s time we moved on.”
He groaned but pulled out of the sharpshooter’s willing mouth.
Ignis walked over to the bed. He gave Prompto a soft kiss, then pet through his blonde hair. “Prompto, love, what would you like?”
“But, Iggy–Sir,” he quickly corrected himself, “it’s your birthday.”
Ignis smiled. “Yes, it is. But here you were so excited to please me. I would not be happy leaving you alone with Gladio if that leaves you disappointed.”
He chewed his lip. “I…”
“He’s right, it’s up to you, Igs, but one option would be for Noct to take you while he sucks you off, then I can still pound this pretty behind.” He squeezed his cheek for emphasis.
“Hmm.” Ignis pondered this. That would definitely provide him with the most pampering, yet he was never one to really allow himself to just relax and be pampered. The easiest way to do that would be for him to sit backwards in Noctis’ lap, too, and he really wanted to be able to see his face. They could, however, make one minor adjustment to the plan.
“Noctis, undress and lie down.”
He did so, even minding to fold his clothes this time.
“Thank you for folding them.” Ignis opened the drawer to the bedside table, pulling out their half-empty bottle of lube. Reluctantly, he pulled his gloves off so that he could coat his fingers. Tossing the bottle to Gladio, he climbed up and over Noctis. “Prompto, turn toward me.” There was a plea on the sharpshooter's face. He had an idea where this might be going but wasn’t sure. Ignis smiled at him reassuringly. “He’s all yours, Gladio.”
The shield probably smirked, but Ignis didn’t see it. He was entirely focused now on preparing their other lover.
Noctis watched him expectantly as he reached down toward his opening. “I assume this is fine, love?” Noct nodded instead of speaking. Ignis rewarded the consent with another kiss and his first finger. He was still pretty loose from last night, so his second finger entered shortly after. He could hear his other lovers making out noisily to the side of them. Noctis was still fairly quiet, but he could taste his suppressed moans. “No need to hold back.” He cradled his cheek with his free hand. “We all love to hear you, don’t we?” He pushed a third finger in, and this time his mouth wasn’t there to swallow down his sounds.
“Gods,” Glaido groaned. “I could listen to that all day.”
Prompto more squeaked than said anything.
“Alright. Are you ready?”
There were still tears caked at his eyes, but he blinked at them and nodded. Ignis felt over the mattress for the lube, not wanting to take his eyes off of his lover’s face. Finding it, he coated his cock with one smooth glide of his hand, then entered his lover with one smooth motion. Immediately, Noctis’ eyes screwed shut and his hands came up to fist into the fabric of the shirt. It didn’t take long for his eyes to blink open to take the sight of his shirt back in. It was hard to tell for sure, but Ignis thought his gaze was fixed specifically on the skull necklace.
Stilling his hips for a moment, he took hold of Noctis' hand and brought it up to the pendant. “It’s finally on full display.” He dropped his hand so that he could better support his weight again. Thankfully, Noctis kept his hand there, his fingers playing over the carved texture of the skull.
“Now everyone can see that I’m yours.” On the last words, he jerked his hips forward. Noctis’ head flew back as a cry erupted from his throat.
Ignis hit that spot again, and again. His mind was set solely on driving as much pleasure into his king as possible until Prompto’s own cry pulled him out of his craze enough to remember his previous plan. Licking his lips, he turned toward the enticing sight of Gladio’s huge form enveloping Prompto’s smaller frame.
“Come here, Prom, dear.” He lifted his hand briefly in a gesture, before shifting it back toward his backside.
If Prompto had been pleading for something else before, he was good at hiding his disappointment. A huge grin split his face and he nearly face-planted into the mattress in his excitement to reposition himself a mere foot or so over from where he already was.
Gladio snorted and shook his head at his antics.
“You sure, Iggy?”
“Definitely. That is, if you want it.”
Absolutely no hesitation. “Of course I want it!”
Ignis smiled at the excitement in his voice. Leave it to Prompto to always say yes to shoving his face anywhere he’s able. His back arched at the first feel of Prompto’s tongue against his entrance. Wet heat. Similar to the sensation of Noctis’ tongue on him earlier, yet so distinctly different.
He could feel exactly when Gladio slotted himself back into place. Prompto’s sure licking turned into a wet press as his whole face shoved into him with unexpected pressure. He whined against his skin before resuming his work but with less focus. Not that Ignis blames him at all. Although, he set back into thrusting his hips, his own focus is diverted. He missed that special spot more times than he would prefer, but Noctis didn’t seem to mind. One hand fisted at the shirt, one hand clutched at the pendant, and his mouth gaped open. Either he was that turned on by this vest, or he was that turned on by Ignis’ comment. He suspected it was both.
Prompto’s hand too kept trying to clutch at the back of his shirt before giving up and returning to supporting his weight. Only Gladio seemed able to resist the temptation. That is until Ignis felt the man rubbing his damn face against his back.
A laugh burst from his throat. Gladio lifted his head and Noctis’ eyes refocused in response. Even Prompto made what must be a questionable noise into his asshole. “Sorry,” he apologized. “It’s just funny how enamored you all are by this vest.”
“It’s hot,” Gladio defended.
“I will give you that. Of course it is hotter because I am in it.” He does not give any room in his tone for disagreement. “You all seem so intent on feeling it, though. When we’re done, I can take it off and you can take turns feeling it up.”
“First off, we already felt that shirt up.”
“Gladio!” Noctis protested.
“Second, there’s no point if you’re not in it.”
Prompto made a noise that was probably meant to be agreement. It definitely felt agreeable to Ignis. He shuddered, both to the sensation and the sentiment.
“You truly are set on empowering me today, aren’t you?” He thrusted his hips again, which spurred the other back into action as well. Except for Noctis, who just lay there and took it. Such a pillow prince until the end. Not that there was much for Noctis to do right now anyway, especially when the shirt was obviously more enticing than trying to reach past him to Prompto.
They didn’t talk much after that. Just rocking bodies, shudders, moans, and a few kisses exchanged between the adviser and his king. Finally, Ignis felt the culmination of his pleasure. He pushed as deep inside Noctis as he could, letting gravity pull him down so that he could hold him close as that pleasure spilled over.
Prompto’s mouth pulled away from him, releasing a loud, lewd moan. Ignis laid there for a moment just enjoying the sounds of their lovemaking until his brain remembered that Noctis was still hard beneath him (and possibly getting fluids onto the shirt). He rolled himself over and to the side. He would happily jerk him off, but he figured Prompto would enjoy the honors more.
“Prompto, love.” It took the blonde a second to focus his attention onto him. “I’m sure Noct would appreciate your mouth as well.”
Prompto smirked, diving down onto his friend’s cock. Noct cried out in pleasure. One suck of his cheeks was all the pause Gladio gave him before thrusting in again. Prompto was shoved down further onto Noctis' dick, but if anyone could take that, it was Prompto. If he ended up choking, he’d still thank them for the experience.
It didn’t take Noct long to cum at all. His hand grabbed onto Ignis's when he did and held tight after.
Ignis kissed his cheek, words of praise still falling from his lips. "You were so good for me." His free hand stroked down his torso. When his hand reached the edge of his spent cock, he looked back at Prompto who was now held up and back by Gladio at a crude angle. "You're also marvelous, Prompto. As you always are."
The blonde's eyes glossed over at the praise. His skin was already flushed pink all down his chest, highlighting the freckles there.
Still holding Noct's hand, Ignis grazed over Prompto's chest this time. He could feel the rise and fall of his breath over his ribcage.
Gladio's thrusts were shallower in this position, but he thrust harder. Prompto's head fell back onto his shoulder, but he kept his eyes slitted open to still stare at Ignis. Even Gladio's gaze remained fixed on him.
He enjoyed the fixation. "Cum," he ordered, not fully aware which of them he was addressing.
Gladio roared, giving one, two, another powerful thrust. His hand stroked over Prompto's cock just as forcefully. The blonde let out a long whine as he climaxed. Somehow, Gladio was mindful enough to attempt to catch his release with his hand. What did escape fortunately shot at Noct since Ignis was to the side. Gladio found his own orgasm soon after.
They were all spent, limbs tired and brains foggy. Still, Ignis forced himself to sit up.
Gladio's hand grabbed his wrist. "Forget it."
"We need to clean up."
"I'll do it. Just, give me a bit."
Ignis frowned. "The shirt needs off either way. I fear some of Noctis' juices soiled it."
Noctis groaned into the pillow. Years of deciphering pillow mumbling told him he was apologizing.
"It is not your fault, love. It was mine. It must be washed before it sets in."
Gladio sat up and held out his hands. "Give it here." He continued when he did not comply. "Take it off. No work for you today."
"But–"
"That's an order," Noct mumbled into the pillow.
Sighing, Ignis relented. It was not the easiest to remove. First, the shirt stays needed to be unclasped, and then the fabric stuck to him due to sweat. Sex was definitely not conductive of proper clothes maintenance.
As if reading his mind, Gladio smirked as he took the shirt from him. "Don't worry, Igs. We never intended you to wear this outside the bedroom."
"Of course you didn't," he replied, deadpan.
Chuckling, Gladio kissed him in an obvious attempt at appeasing him.
"Just think of it like my maid costume," Prompto chirped.
"That and this are entirely different things. I could never permit you to wear that in public."
"Exactly."
It was ridiculous. This was a perfectly normal, modest shirt. Nothing about it should appear risque. And yet…
"Yes, okay, fine. I get it." He allowed himself to snuggle back in against the lump that was Noctis. "Bedroom only. That still doesn't give you free reign to soil it." To emphasize his words, he smacked what he assumed was Noct's backside.
"Hey! I get it!"
If anyone were to purposefully soil it, it would be Noctis. Less worried about the shirt's dignity, Ignis looked forward to the inevitable aftermath.
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Soon as the words leave him, he already regrets it. The pang of guilt, bitter and acrid, crawls up his throat with a vice like grip, and holding his breath, lips pressed together as he tried to brave the tension threatening to crush him beneath it, Noctis holds his tongue.
A sharp exhale is released through his nose, irritated, mixed gaze torn away to glare petty daggers at the ground below. He was so sick of it. The self-sacrificing - the constant reminders of his title and how much he mattered just that bit more compared to the others. He hated it with a burning passion. And after experiencing so much loss already, the wounds festered with rot and left him hostile at the thought of losing anyone else.
He'd had Luna there... and she'd died because of him. Like hell he was letting anyone else die for him when he wasn't worth the blood shed because of some stupid prophecy.
He quells the anger, the indignation that bubbles like lava beneath his skin, and manages to drag his sights back up to peer back at the royal retainer. At his friend. At Ignis. The sight of the shades covering scarred skin, eyes that seen no longer - it clawed at him and left him feeling nothing but remorse that things had taken such a turn. Grief is quick to pour over his heated feelings, and with tense shoulders, Noctis crosses his arms defensively atop his chest as he presses his lips together.
He didn't want.. Ignis to feel like he was useless. He wasn't - fact of the matter was, with so much happening so soon, the odds amping up as quick as they had - Noctis was barely able to keep himself from getting harmed even with all his abilities and extra help. He didn't want to lose anyone else.
So... at least on that front, he knows they have common ground.
And just like that - all his anger at the unfairness of the situation, all the fear - it bleeds out of him like blood from a cut. He's tired. He knows they are too. And... he just can't find it in himself to cling to it when things were already in shambles as is. Ignis meant well. Always would. With a heavy swallow, Noctis sighs.
"I know. I know..." He breaks the stare. "I... owe you guys for everything. I just don't... I've lost a lot of people already. We all have, yeah, but, right now - you guys are all I have left. Duty - whatever we're even still doing here, it should matter to me but it doesn't. Not if the cost is losing my friends in the process."
He was selfish.
A trait he hated at times but was able to ignore for the most part. But right now, temper tantrum be fucking damned, he was at his limit. He'd do his duty, he'd bring the Crystal back and do what he could on his end, but anything else coming to strike at him would undoubtedly leave him shattered.
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