#WHY THE FUCK DID NOCTIS HAVE TO FUCKING DIE FUCK FUCK FUCK

[sunsetzer]

Does anyone else get the impression that the whole point of Episode Ardyn was to reveal that the real villain of ffxv was Bahamut all along or is it just me

#lets be real here #ardyn feels more like a victim than a villain and i love that take thank you #like yes he is an evil bastard of a man but god do i feel for him #questions i would like to ask bahamut (ffxv) include: #why allow ardyn to be infected to begin with #why force him to become the source of darkness #where did the starscourge come from #why give ardyn the power to heal it and not tell him he is slowly going to turn into a daemon #why can lunafreya cure the starscourge without turning into a daemon #why allow somnus to get away with doing a terrible thing that would eventually mean the whole world gets fucked #why does noctis literally have to die in order to permanently kill ardyn #why does ardyn have to be killed at all if lunafreya eventually cures him in the book #why does ardyn dying just undo everything if the starscourge did not initially come from him #how is eos supposed to deal with a future starscourge outbreak if the lucii bloodline has ended #why did any of this have to happen at all #ffxv #ff15 #final fantasy 15 #final fantasy xv #my post

[miyaniacs]

Corrupted by Darkness

- Chapter 8 -

Chapter 7 ; Wattpad ; AO3

A/N: Hello :) sorry for the lack of updates... I had to finish my assignment first :D But i wanted to thank you all for your feedback, the comments and the votes! It makes my day whenever I see them <3 So again thank you so much for reading this story and supporting me <3 

Azriels POV

Shadows swirl around me while I stare at the ceiling in my room, lost in my thoughts. 

"Why did you fuck her when you hated her all those years?" Cassians words echo though my head... like they did for the past weeks ever since he threw them at my head. 

I couldn't answer him that day even though I knew the answer then just as clearly as I know it now. If I'd be honest with myself I had known it since the first time I looked in her eyes. Ever since that day, I felt the need to protect her and keep her save. The older she got, the more a different feeling sneaked its way into my mind... or my heart. I tried my best to stay way from her, closing myself off whenever she wanted to get to know me more, finding excuses to leave the room when she got there... it worked out for me until that night I found her crying, sitting alone on her birthday in a dark hallway. 

If my heart wasn't arching so much to be close to her and be her shoulder to cry on, I would have ripped that asshole in pieces. Having me so close to me on that night... I thought I was stronger, yet I should have known that my self control wouldn't be as strong as I thought it would be when it came to Nea. 

So here I am now, dealing with the aftermath of that night. 

I knew it was wrong to leave her broken on the floor that night, my heart was breaking into pieces while I said those words, seeing the tears in her eyes, tears that I caused. I still think that it was necessary to break things up with her... to let her be free and not chained to me, while she is in there and I'm who knows where Rhys sends me. And now that her life is chained to Xadens - I don't need my shadows to see the way he looks at her... to know that he was there for her when I left her crying. I hid myself within my shadows that night, watching over her, in case something would happen. Then I saw him. Heard how she whispered my name, full of hope that it would be me... and I saw the hurt in his eyes, when he saw the disappointment on her face when she realized it was him and not me. 

Closing my eyes again I try to recall the way her eyes lit up whenever she talks about the things that excite her, tying to remember her smell, her touch ...

Neas POV

'NOCTIS! NOCTIS HELPE ME!' I scream up at the dragon above me. Another blast of fire wraps around my body and I scream at the feeling of my skin burning. My fists hammer against the imaginary wall that keeps me shielded off whatever controls my body and whatever Sanguis is controlling right now.

'Someone please... Help me.' I cry out. 

'XADEN? Xaden can you hear me?' I shout at the opening I in my mind I left for him. But no answer ... it feels like I don't even reach him, just like I can't reach Noctis. 

More fire. 

Physically my body doesn't burn, but when I look at my hands all I see is burned flesh. Tears run down my face and I keep on screaming. 

Sanguis laughs. "Don't worry little girl, two more times and all that's left of you is a sad little pile of ashes... and your body is mine." 

"No...! No - please I'll do anything- please." I beg. 

"But there is nothing you could offer me." She smiles evilly and then says something to Noctis again, fueling his anger even more. His eyes glow as he opens his mouth again. 

Sanguis laughs, while I cry out in pain, as I feel my skin falling off of me.

'Please.. please not like this... not now... not him...' I cry and fall down on my knees. 

My vision gets darker and darker and I fall to my left, hugging my knees. I'm going to die... and no one will notice.

Theres a small tugging in my chest... and within the darkness a small golden thread appears. 

I wrap my hands around it, as if this small thread is my lifeline- "Help me. Please." I whisper to who or whatever is on the other side of the line.

Above me Noctis opens his mouth again. 

'Well that's ...' I close my eyes and wait for the fire to hit me. 

Azriels POV

My eyes shoot open and I sit straight in my bed. 

Was I dreaming? I ask myself and run my hand though my hair. 

Small droplets of sweat run down my neck. 

Something feels off.

With a sigh I roll out of bed and make my way to the kitchen. 

The whole time I can't get that feeling off my chest, that something is wrong... as if someone's in danger. 

"Couldn't sleep?" Cassian asks and I almost drop the glass in my hand. 

"Wowwww did I just surprise the one and only shadow singer?" He jokes and playfully hits my shoulder, yet his demeanor quickly changes when he sees the look in my eyes. 

"Az, what's wrong?" His voice has a serious tone in it.

"I ... I don't know." I let my head hang and my eyes search for anything and everything while I scan the ground. "It feels like she is in danger..." I whisper the last part. 

"Nea?" Cassian asks and leans on the counter next to me. 

"Yes... Cassian she..." I begin but my voice breaks. There's a tug.... A tug where all those months was nothing... a tug and the feeling of fearing for ones life. 

The glass falls to the floor and Cassian is left alone in the kitchen. 

"I know Arziel... I know..." he whispers and pushes himself off the counter. 

"RHYSAND" He screams into the night and quickly makes his way to his house.

#acotar fanfiction #acotar headcanon #acotar x reader #azriel x reader #xaden x reader #xaden riorson #azriel x oc #fourth wing #acotar oc #azriel fanfic

[omegothic]

opinion on ffxv after 75 hours of playing (and one hour of running in circles to level gladio's skill up) (still haven't played any of the dlcs but i'm gonna take a break or something for a few days because i severely neglected my university stuff and spent most of the last week obsessively playing this game)

i love this game. am i tired? hell yeah. would i want all these hours back? hell no.

the game is a mystery to me.

the sidequests are genshin impact open world quests level (which means that if i hear anyone talking, i'm pressing the skip button because i don't give a fuck). you listen to someone yapping about unimportant stuff and they make you collect the same shit over and over again. peak game design.

the main quests are good but the ending made me age 10 years in a week. there's NO NEED for these tragedies. boy you literally have the power of gods on your side and they tell you the only way to get rid of the big bad villain is to kill yourself? sounds like bullshit to me. also why even bother if there's only a few thousands people left in the world. you already lost, all this stuff had to be done 10 years ago to have any meaning. and there's no way the world didn't just implode or something when the sun stopped rising. the true ending is noctis getting spat out of the crystal and realising everyone is long gone because there's no sunlight.

the mentally ill hobo could have been more cooperative too geez. i'll be honest i like him much more than the six. and everyone's like "oh gods are helping you" no they hate me and want me to die for no reason. i'd rather join forces with ardyn and try to take them down. even if he did a lot of questionable stuff (cough- killed my bride -cough-cough- and her brother -cough- also kidnapped my friend and tortured him-)

the hunts are kinda fun when it's a big monster but when it's a bunch of goblins i'm like,,, why did you call me here? ngl i thought all hunts would be like the first one, it was truly cool. there was some kind of plot, some interactions with my friends, some stealth, the monster seemed really tough (meanwhile me, fighting the lvl 99 adamantoise 65 hours later: the ring of lucii go brrr-)

the dungeons are ass. i thought nothing could be as disorienting as daggerfall's randomly generated dungeons but they really managed to do a miracle with ffxv. although the dungeons in ffxv are not scary at all, that's the difference.

the open world is okay. there're some interesting places (when you first see the big mysterious creature in the lake you're like do i have to fight it?? can i get closer to it?? what is this??) and the nature is beautiful. altissia looks majestic but sadly there's not much to do. i appreciate the hard work tho.

using regalia was a delight. when you want to take a break and just look at the landscape you can just sit still with a controller in your hands and enjoy the ride. really therapeutic. don't drive at night when you're low level though... listen to ignis. ignis is always right.

the camp life is by far the best out of all games i've had an experience with. there's so many little details everywhere that you cannot help but adore your companions. it's the way every time you make camp you get a bunch of photos prompto took since the last break. it's the way your companions talk to you almost all the time and you truly feel like you are on a road trip with your friends. it's the way gladio calls you out on your bullshit and afterwards you want to bite his head off each time you talk to him. it's the way ignis cooks for the entire party and makes you help him sometimes. i just love the way friendship is portrayed here.

what was not as good is luna and noct's relationship. there was not enough of luna. yes she loves noct but why? yes noct loves luna but why? luna literally appeared in the plot for two minutes and then tragically died. i think it's really bad. also imagine not seeing your bride for 12 years, when you finally meet her again she immediately dies, then you spend 10 years trapped in a crystal, fucking die and then get to marry your bride. honey it's been 22 years since i last talked to you in person. i'm NOT marrying a random woman in the afterlife (no hate for luna, just this love story didn't seem convincing enough). hopefully i'm gonna see what they wrote in the dawn of the future soon (please pray so that my amazon package doesn't get lost 🙏)

the music is incredible. the woman who wrote the soundtrack is my goddess and i am a devout worshipper 🙏🙏🙏

so, why is the game a mystery to me? because no other game could make me endure 75 hours of boring side quests. i managed to play hogwarts legacy for 44 hours and i despised that game when i finished it. i despised it long before i finished it. but not ffxv. they could make me do all this boring stuff again and i would do it (not for free tho because i've got better things to do with my time 🤣)

i enjoyed ffxv a lot. it also made me depressed for a week because ending a game like that should be a crime. i think i'm gonna do a few last quests after that but there's not much left (and i'm not looking for more because if i think i am done then i am done). not sure how long episodes gladiolus, prompto and ignis are gonna take, but they're also in my plans (no ardyn tho, gotta go watch some playthrough). there's also anime and a film so plenty of content for me. and i am waiting for the arrival of my book 🫡

(noticed that there's nothing about the combat. well it's because i don't care. i don't like combat. i don't like it in any game. i prefer to flee)

#ffxv #final fantasy #final fantasy 15 #final fantasy xv

[sparklecryptid]

We've had Noctis going back in time, chocobros, Ardyn, royal bastards in their various incarnations, Cor-

But I don't think I've ever seen Regis be the one to get sent back in time. Like, can you imagine it? Regis, who just killed Noctis (his son his child his), waking up as a teenager over 40 years in the past. And deciding to Fuck the Prophecy and Bahamut too, he's not doing any of that again (please don't make him do that again he can't).

Regis goes on to completely demolish the timeline, with Clarus and Wesk trailing behind and making concerned noises. (understandable, Regis kind of changed overnight)

For bonus points, his original timeline was one with a royal bastard, maybe even more than one. Except this time, Regis actually keeps track of his exes so he finds out about them pretty soon.

(If you want maximum angst, it was the one where Luche kills him)

Regis dies. It is a swift death. A mercy given to him by the hands of his daughter.

(His daughter that he never knew. His daughter that must have suffered for it to have ended this way. His daughter. A traitor. But still his daughter.)

Regis dies, and when he wakes he finds himself younger. He finds himself nineteen years old and untested by the hardships of the coming years.

Regis dies with blood in his mouth.

He wakes up with the memory of cold arms lowering him to the ground and frost curling across a pale cheek. Is his daughter alive yet? Regis doesn't believe so but he can't know for sure.

He knows Noctis isn't alive. Regis knows that at least his son will be safe. But Luche? Regis doesn't know.

Something in him aches.

-

There is something off about Clarus' Prince. The only King that will ever have his loyalty, the only person Clarus will die for that isn't his wife. There has been something off about Clarus' Prince for years now. Ever since Regis woke up on his nineteenth birthday something has been off about him.

Regis dives into whatever work is assigned to him. He plays politics like he's an old hand at it and seems to know what schemes his father is up to before they happen. Regis is different, it's shown in the frantic but careful way he directs resources into areas he thinks will need them most and ignore the nobles that grumble and whine only to be shocked that Regis was right about diverting their forces from around Insomnia to near Galahd.

It is as if Regis has grown the ability to see the future and Regis laughs at Clarus when he suggests it. For a moment it looks like he's about to make a joke but his face freezes as if he's remembering something.

"Clarus," Regis says slowly, "What was the name of the woman my father sent me on my eighteenth birthday?"

"Why do you ask?" Regis plotting something, this much Clarus can tell. But it's been six years since then and Clarus still can't tell exactly what Regis wants with this information.

"I need to know," Regis says, "I think she has something of mine."

-

Her name is Tita Lazarus.

Lazarus. It isn't a common enough name for Regis to ignore the possibility that this woman is the mother of his child.

Regis remembers her dazed gaze a she looked at him through their night together. He remembers how she was cold even when he tried to warm her with his magic. Most of all, Regis remembers when frost started to coat her fingertips after they had finished.

He hadn't thought of the woman much in his life before, he thought her another manipulation by his father to get him to behave. But if she hadn't told Mors about her child then where did her loyalty lie?

For Luche's sake, Regis hopes it's with him.

-

The ones who meet them at the docks of Galahd's biggest - and only - port are a mix of those from Clan Khara and Clan Bellum. They watch as Regis jumps off the ship and makes his way toward them.

Their body language is relaxed, but there is a tension in the air that tells Regis that although he is welcomed he better not try anything.

"Greetings, Son of Crystal," The leader of the Khara delegation speaks, "May we inquire as to the nature of your visit?"

"I'm looking for a Lazarus," Regis says and the air goes still. Ah. They are hiding something. Regis knew it. "Her name was Tita. I believe she has a child."

The tension doesn't ease with Regis' words but it changes.

"And if she does?"

Regis smiles. It's all teeth.

"I would like to meet my daughter."

-

Here is the thing: Regis refuses to let his mistakes bleed into this life. He refuses to let his daughter suffer and he refuses to let his son sacrifice himself like a karakul on an altar.

That being said, he doesn't expect the reaction he gets when his daughter meets them on the way to her own house.

"You're not supposed to be here." Tiny fists clutch at Regis' pants and glowing blue eyes peer up at him. Her face is scrunched up in terror as if the world had suddenly changed. Beside him the Khara and Furia accompanying him and Clarus are quiet. "You're not supposed to be here! The path has changed the trees face backward. You're not-" She stumbles over her words and tears well up in her eyes and freeze.

"Why now?" Luche's voice trembles, "Why this path? Why this journey? Why this me? Why not the others? Don't you know how they - how we - suffered? Why am I enough but they aren't? Why-" Frost curls over her cheekbones and Regis reaches out-

The Furia swings into action before Regis can scoop his daughter into his arms and soothe her. Lottie - the Furia - drags Luche away from Regis and Regis bites back a snarl even if he can't help the way his magic sharpens the air.

There is so much he doesn't know about his daughter. It infuriates him others know more than he does.

He has time to learn.

It doesn't make up for what happened in the past.

"Stop your wandering," Lottie gently scolds Luche, "The trees are the same, the path is solid. There is no use wandering on what-ifs and could-bes. Come back to the greener grass and the song the winds sing."

Luche stares at Lottie, her eyes slowly focusing on the figure in front of her. She blinks once. Twice.

Luche spins to look at Regis.

"Why are you here?" She demands and this time Regis can notice the buzzing of his ancestral magic under her skin.

"I'm here for you," Regis says, "And your mother."

"You don't want her," Luche warns, "She's gone too far."

"Do you want her?"

Luche pauses.

Regis smiles.

"Think about it," he says, "On the way to your home - tell me about yourself."

#a darkness born in youth verse #hahaha I MADE IT HAPPY #anyway regis is like 'mine' immediately with itty bitty luche #itty bitty luche who is still trying for her mother and grandmother #and regis will be displeased when he finds out how his daughter has been treated #and will offer her a choice #she can come with him or he can provide everything she needs to thrive on galahd #luche blinks #she pics the second because she hasn't given up on her family yet. not yet.

[larkawolfgirl]

For You I'd Die a Thousand Times (Gladnoct)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Relationship: Gladiolus Amicitia/Noctis Lucis Caelum Characters: Noctis Lucis CaelumGladiolus Amicitia

Summary:  Noctis is pissed when Gladio returns from his private excursion, especially when he notices the gigantic slash which cuts over his heart. He's been worried sick, with obvious reason, but Gladio doesn't seem to give a shit about that and he's ready for a confrontation.

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And I could give you my devotion Until the end of time And you will never be forgotten With me by your side

- Somebody to Die For, Hurts

All Noctis feels when he sees Gladio again is anger. He's been distraught. Worried sick. Lonely. How dare he leave him without a word and then saunter back looking pleased with himself? Luckily, the other two know well enough to leave them alone after a quick greeting. They must know he's in for a reckoning after Noctis' moody attitude during his absence.

"Did you miss me?"

Noctis doesn't bother answering, walking right up to him, grabbing hold of the front of his open shirt (the one clearly showing off a gigantic scar that makes Noctis sick to his stomach), tugging him forward. "Car now."

Noctis’s actually mildly surprised when Gladio silently follows the order. Noctis climbs into the driver’s seat and starts the car. Gladio looks at him in question but does not voice it. Noctis drives for what feels like an hour until they are somewhere in the middle of nowhere off from the main road. Only then does he turn blazing eyes on his shield. “Where the hell were you?”

“Taelpar Crag.”

This tells him nothing. “Why?”

“Doesn’t matter.”

Noctis’ hand balls into a fist. He isn’t going to punch. At least not yet. “Like hell it doesn’t. Just answer the damn question.”

“What’s with the third degree?” Gladio’s forehead is throbbing with his own suppressed anger.

Noctis gives a bitter laugh. “Don’t I deserve to know what my shield was off doing rather than doing his job and protecting me? Don’t I deserve to know what happened to my boyfriend when he returns with that? ” He gestures to the fresh scar cutting the full length of his chest.

“Were you worried? Is that what this is about?”

“Fuck you. Course I was worried. I still deserve an answer, either way. I’m your king.”

“As if I could forget.”

This somehow pisses Noctis off even more and he lets his punch fly. Not that it does much damage, but it says something that Gladio doesn’t bother dodging.

“Damn, princess. Fine, have it your way.” He still doesn’t look happy in the least to be spilling his secrets. “I went to fight Gilgamesh.”

Noctis grabs hold of both sides of his shirt collar. “Are you fucking serious?” he snarls. “You could have died. And you didn’t even tell me.”

“You know why. You would have stopped me.”

“Of course I would have. Have you lost your mind?”

Gladio gives a short, humorless laugh. “Who knows? All I know is that I damn better protect you and I had to prove it to myself that I could.”

“That’s insane. What good would some stupid test prove if you died trying? How would that have protected me?”

“Well, I didn’t die, did I?”

“That’s not the point.” Noct is shaking. It’s getting harder to hold onto the anger, to stay afloat of the heartache.

Gladio must notice because he softens, hand coming up to one shaking arm. “Noct.”

“What if you had? What would I have done then?”

“You have Prompto and Iggy.”

Noctis releases a wet laugh. “That makes it fine.”

“I trust them to protect you just as I would.”

“But they aren’t you.” Without even realizing, his free hand drifted down to touch the new scar. “Does it hurt?”

“Just a little. Hurt like a bitch when I got it.”

“Serves you right.”

Gladio leans in, stealing a sweet kiss, and Noctis can’t help chasing it. “Yeah, it does.”

“Damn it. If you keep this up I won’t be able to stay mad.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“If I’m not mad, then I’ll be left with the sad.”

Gladio pulls him into his chest. Noctis’ face lands just to the side of the scar so that he can see part of it very clearly. “I changed my mind. I don’t want to know. Just, promise me you won’t ever do that again.”

“I promise.”

It takes a moment for him to realize his mistake. He glares even though he can’t see it. “We both know you’d have no reason to. Promise you won’t do something like that again.”

“Can’t do that.”

Noctis pushes out of his hold. “Why the hell not?”

“Because I vowed to protect you, and that means I gotta do what I gotta do. Even if it means I gotta leave you or do something extremely stupid.”

“No, that’s extremely stupid. This whole thing is extremely stupid. Why do you have to play shield? No one’s even here to judge, other than maybe Ignis.”

“I’m not playing shield, I am your shield. I have been since you were born.”

“I hate it. It isn’t fair to you.”

Gladio lifts his hand up, kissing along the back of his fingertips. “I wouldn’t have chosen any other life, if I’d had the choice. It’s thanks to my position I met you and why I can tell you I love you. It’s romantic, isn’t it? Knowing you’ll give your life up for the person you love?”

Noctis shakes his head, struggling to keep from crying. “It’s anything but romantic. It’s tragic and idiotic and nothing I want anything to do with.”

“Tough love then, because you don’t have a choice.”

“Not if I ban the practice.”

Gladio has the gale to smirk at him. “Still won’t stop me from jumping in to save your life.”

“You’re an asshole.”

“And you’re a brat.”

He hates this. Hates how easy it is for Gladio, the way he can fall into the usual banter, while this is tearing Noct up inside. He remembers when Gladio got his first scar. Remembers how traumatized he was and how he cried at Gladio’s bedside. That was the first moment it became real, and that’s what had bothered him so much. Of course Gladio was fine. It was a shallow cut, the doctor’s assuring that his eye was perfectly unharmed. But Noctis remained shaken for a week afterward, the scene replaying in his mind on repeat. What could he have done to prevent that? What could he do in the future to prevent it happening again? Nothing, is Gladio’s answer. There’s nothing Noctis can do, and this realization feels like a cancer. Something he needs to just accept, but that doesn’t mean that it isn’t killing him from the inside out.

“It isn’t fair to me.”

To this, Gladio just holds onto him again, as if soft comfort can take away the pain cramping down in his chest. He grateful, anyway. He’s missed this with him away. Missed the physical touch, the sense of being fully enveloped in a safety net. That thought now tastes bittersweet.

“We should get back,” Noctis mumbles.

Gladio’s frowning when he pulls back.

“This has really got you upset, hasn’t it?”

“Yeah, okay? Do you think I want to see you die? Don’t you think I’d be just as willing to die to protect you?”

“I’m not the king of a nation.”

“I never asked for that.”

Again, Gladio doesn’t have a direct reply. It’s obvious it’s because he gets where’s Noctis is coming from. He gets this is unfair to him, he just refuses to back down. “We play the roles that we are given. It happens I’m proud of mine. Sure beats if I hated it. You know, back when we first met I thought you were nothing but a spoiled brat. I resented you because I couldn’t believe I was going to have to die to protect your sorry ass. But now, I know you’re going to be a great king who truly looks out for his people. You’ll do great things, Noct. And if it means I’ll know that you can keep on smiling and enjoying life, then that’s an added bonus.”

“You think I’m going to be smiling after your gone?”

Gladio wipes an escaped tear away. “Sure, it’s gonna be hard at first, but you’ll get through it. You’re tough as nails, when you have to be. You’ll get through it and smile at the sun. I know it.”

“Later.”

Gladio blinks at him in confusion.

“Later. Not now. Not tomorrow. Not a year from now. You better not die until much, much later, you hear me.”

Gladio nods and kisses him again. Noctis deepens it, needing the closeness, this intimacy. Gladio pulls him up over the gear shift and he lands in his lap. He stays there huddled for a long time.

“Just stay like this for a while, okay?”

“Whatever you need, babe.” He strokes through his hair.

It isn’t alright. This isn’t a real resolution. But Gladio is right, he’ll get through it.

#my writing #gladnoct #gladiolus x noctis #gladiolus amicitia #noctis lucis caelum #fanfic #ffxv #final fantasy xv #fanfiction

[theguardianofinsanity]

Homesick

FFXV boy x gn reader

"So, we're going to see your sister?" You ask the taller man sitting next to you, nose deep into one of his books.

"Yes we are, I need to see if she has anymore info for us about what happened in the city" he side eyes you.

"I got that, but, the last time we went there, we got attacked by giant crabs and almost froze to death" you nudge him with your elbow. "I still shiver because of that dungeon"

"Well, we aren't going down there, so you can keep your mittens in your pocket" he moves you away. You pull out your phone and lean your back against Noctis while putting using Gladio as a leg rest. At this point, you have done this so much that they don't even argue with this action. You go through some of the pictures in your gallery.

The start of it was dumb pictures of the boys while driving, but scrolling further are pictures you had taken while still at home. You go through them, sighing and feeling yourself frown. Some one speaks up, "Why the long face Y/N?" You perk up to see Prompto looking at you through the rear view mirror.

"Ah it's nothing, just missing home a little" you wave it off. He saddens at your response turning to looking at Ignis before pulling out his phone, seemingly texting someone. You decide to just focus on the road, not wanting to make yourself sadder.

You pull into the Lestallum gas station and Ignis smoothly parks, showing why he drives most of the time. "So, Ignis, Prompto, and I will gather supplies so we don't die the next time we go hunt, you and Gladio will go meet up with his sister" Noctis instructs, pointing at each person respectively and giving everyone but you a certain look.

You nod and playfully salute then walking toward the hotel she was staying at, with Gladio following closely behind.

"So, nerd, how have you been doing?" He asks out of nowhere. You look at him confused. He put his phone that he apparently had out back in his pocket.

"We've been in close quarters for the past, however long, I feel like you would know"

"That's physically, I have no idea what's going on in that head of yours" he responds, knocking on your head. You push his hand away.

"Firstly, ow, you have the strength of a fucking bear. You can't be messing with my noggin" you start while holding the top of your head. "Secondly, I've been as okay as I can be when I'm being chased by daemons everyday. Although I've been a little homesick" you finished while a slight frown.

"Understandable, but it's worth it to protect princey boy" he gestures behind the both of you. You shrug in response.

"Yeah it is, but I do enjoy the calm moments. Hanging out with my best buds" you smile at him, bumping the mullet man with your hip. He pushes you a little harder in response, then you push him back. This continues until you both get to the hotel.

"Are you gonna get your own place soon? This hotel is fairly expensive" you ask looking at Iris while hugging one of the pillows in the room.

"I do have a place, it's just getting set up. I'll be out here by the weekend" she gives you a small smile before resuming the convo with her brother. Why did Noctis even tell you to go see Iris? You listen to their conversation a little more before standing up.

"Hey dudes? I'm gonna head back to the regalia, probably catch up on some sleep" you say and start to walk to the door.

"NO!" Iris yells, grabbing you by the shoulders, stopping you.

"Am I not allowed to go to the car I'm napping in most days?" You question her actions.

"No! I mean yes! It's just...I have to show you both something!" She keeps confusing herself. You shake off her hands.

"Yeah I heard about it, sounds cool" Gladio comments looking nonchalant.

"...okay then, lead the way" you step to the side and let Iris take you and Gladio to this mysterious location.

"Okay Iris, we've passed this shop enough times that the owner is looking at us weird, where are we going?" You ask with a yawn following after.

"Don't worry sleepyhead, we're almost there" she makes a very tight turn, making you wobble a bit. You all stop at a large apartment complex.

"Uh, is this where your place is?" you ask yawning again. Iris nods excitedly.

"Yup! I just really wanted you guys to see the space!" She grabs your hand a runs into the building. Sometimes she is too excited for your brain to handle.

You stop at a door on the 3rd floor with you gasping for air. "Did...we...have to...run?" You ask, panting in between words.

"Well no, but I was just excited for you to see this" she says while unlocking the door, opening it.

"See what? A half empty apartme-"

SURPRISE!!

The boys are in the apartment holding up food, your favorite foods to be exact. Iris pushes you into the room. "Guys? W-what is this?" You ask tearing up a bit.

"We all heard you were homesick so we decided to do something for you" Gladio says from behind you. You sniffle and try to hold back tears.

"That's so sweet, I love you guys so much" you open your arms and hug them all. Just happy that they care for you that much.

"Alright enough sappy shit, we should eat" Gladio pulled away picking up one of the platters setting it down on the table nearby.

"Hey Iggy, I can trust you made all of it?" You ask, setting up the table.

"Of course! I know you well, I had these recipes written down for awhile" Ignis answers while pushing his glasses up.

"I'm glad, it means a lot to me" you give a sweet smile and fill up your plate getting ready to spend a nice evening with the people you care the most about.

Honestly Iris was dragging you around in a circle:

#fanfic #ffxv fanfic #ffxv x reader #reader insert #noctis caelum #prompto argentum #ffxv prompto #final fantasy noctis #gladiolus amicitia #ignis ffxv #ff15 gladio #final fantasy gladiolus #Iris ffxv #its finally spring break #now i can die #and play video games

[niaswish]

Day 7: Fire, Sacrifice, and Found Family

Nyx took one look at the King’s expression and decided that retreating was the best option. He took advantage of the stunned confusion that filled the glaives, half of whom were staring at the king and the other staring at Glauca, to quietly leave through the closest side door. Luche could complain at him all he wanted later but right now, Nyx didn’t think he would be able to keep himself from screaming if he had to interact with people he had seen die.

At least he had the comfort of knowing that they wouldn’t die by Glauca’s hands now.

The Citadel was buzzing with people, both staff and a bunch of tours, allowing Nyx to simply fade into the background despite his uniform. He got a few questioning glances from the guards stationed around but no one tried to stop him. Odd but welcomed at the moment.

Nyx turned into one of the inner gardens of the Citadel and came to a sudden stop when he saw that someone was sitting by the fountain. Before he could back away, the figure spoke up. “Glaive Ulric, I was hoping you’d come see me soon.” They patted the stone rim beside them. “Why don’t we have a chat?”

Nyx stiffened at the words but did as asked. He settled beside the person in front of him, frowning as he got a better look at them. There was something…off with them. Hesitantly, Nyx asked, “Your Highness? Is everything alright?”

Prince Noctis’ eyes danced with mirth as he responded, “Absolutely, even better now that Glauca won’t be an issue any longer.” 

Nyx choked on his saliva, eyes wide in shock. “What? How? But…?” It couldn’t be that the news had reached the prince so quickly right? No. If that had been the case, the prince wouldn’t be all alone here. That last thought had Nyx frowning as he glanced around, confirming the lack of guard, shield or retinue in the garden.

Prince Noctis laughed as he reached and tapped Nyx’s right hand, “The Ring holds onto the shades of everyone who wears it. It held even yours for a time.” Nyx stared at the teenager, though he wasn’t a teen now was he? He gave Nyx a bitter smile, glancing away. “I’m sorry.”

“What for?”

“I’m the reason why you’re here.” Nyx had half expected it, from the moment he had realized that the prince also knew the not-future that was never going to happen. Prince Noctis’ shoulders slumped as though a heavy weight was on them, making Nyx itch to reach out and take it away from such young shoulders. Instead he waited silently for the prince to speak.

“After I had done my duty, I found myself in an empty dream. Without my friends or family, a supposedly happy and peaceful afterlife holding just me and Luna. It was a prison made by Bahamut.” Prince Noctis met Nyx’s eyes with a wry smile. “Then you showed up with Carbuncle, always the Hero even after your death. You showed up, having somehow kept part of the Ring’s power, and got me out of there.”

Nyx felt his breath catch as he realized what the odd parts of memories from his not-future meant. He’d thought they were just dreams from his not-future, since they were so fuzzy and odd. But no, he remembered it.

He remembered the small fox astral showing up from the bonfire while Nyx was partying with Crowe, Selena, and all those he had lost. He remembered hesitating as he heard the plight of the Prince he had placed his faith in once before. Remembered Selena’s smile as she told him to just go already, that she’d be waiting when he got back.

He remembered how he found King Noctis chained against the Crystal of Light, trapped in a dream of Bahamut’s making. And Nyx remembered how they had managed to use that very Crystal to send themselves back in time to prevent the tragedies of that not-future. “Fuck.” HE was the only thing he could think to say for a long time.

Then a series of even bigger realizations struck him. With a groan, Nyx slumped forward, face coming to rest in his hands as he mumbled. “I’m still tied to the Ring aren’t I.”

“Yup.”

“And the Crystal.”

“Uh huh.”

“The Prophecy?”

Noctis smirked, “Screwed up that one, and that means we have to figure out another way to get rid of the Scourge. What do you say, Nyx Ulric? Do you think you’re up to being Eos’ Hero?”

“Fuck you.” Was the only thing Nyx could say as he allowed himself to drop to the floor and whined.

#NyxWeek2022 #NyxWeekday7 #ffxv #nyx ulric #noctis lucis caelum

[tides-and-moon]

ardyn anon: I JUST THINK, that the story would have been so much more cool if noctis went 'actually, fuck this prophecy that mandates that i have to die for no reason' and threw in with ardyn instead. like all the conditions of the prophecy are SO INCREDIBLY ARBITRARY there is NO REASON. All the astrals are such bastards too! especially bahamut. all the homies hate bahamut. shiva can stay but she's on thin fucking ice (ha).

OK tldr ur literally so correct but i just have so many words in my head forgive me for the essay -- it's like the entire time ur playing you see all this terrible stuff happen to the guys and it just keeps getting worse and worse and you just think "well it gets worse before it gets better right... it's gonna get better right ??" but then it just DOESNT FUCKING GET BETTER AND YOU'RE EATING COLD BEANS AROUND A CAMP FIRE BC THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS HOW TO COOK IS BLIND NOW (oh yeah iggy too i have so many Thoughts and Feelings for iggy he's also my baby) and when you finally find out why everything fucking sucks the astrholes r just like "oh uh yeah this is kinda just. What happens now. Die" LIKE ??????

there's a lot of different things i take issue with w ffxv both on a technical and emotional level (and just as many things i luv i must admit 😤 i rlly luv the game it's so fun) but the top one has definitely got to be the dumbass kind of opposite-of-deus-ex-machina thing they've got going on where the astrals essentially just. cause problems because they can ???? it's so stupid oh My God

and i esp have such a gripe with the story bc square enix has before made so many titles with amazing complex stories that--yeah, they can kinda hurt, but they're so satisfying to watch come to a close, like my bae x for example, if you haven't played it i could not recommend it more, it has like. the most perfect ending ever and honestly it's the standard for me it's what i compare every other ff to bc i grew up playing it and it's the first one i ever beat 😭 the ending instills a sense of hope and new beginnings and makes it feel like tidus's death was really worth it, whereas ffxv just has this. Weird feeling of hollow bitterness in the ending and i think, like you said, it comes from the fact that the prophecies weren't challenged to the point of them breaking. in ffx what was essentially the word of god was prodded at until it cracked and fell apart and tidus found a way to save the world and the girl he loves and it's this giant euphoric epiphany--its essentially a high you ride out until the end of the game where you know tidus isnt gonna make it, but you're more accepting of the fact bc he actually did something. you know? ffxv simply doesn't have that, and it's depressing as hell 😭

tho i don't necessarily think that means it's worth less as a story just bc it's kinda (really) depressing, it's still i think a very compelling story with characters i want to root for, i just wish there was just a little bit more, a few more twists or flips that rlly make you feel like you're saying fuck you to the prophecy, you know?

oh and shiva is literally an angel compared to bahamut but even then only bc she wasn't actively terrible 😭

and like--last thing i promise lol--i watched kings glaive before i played ffxv so i was Really Expecting all the shit that went down in kings glaive to be worth something in the actual game but ??? not rlly ???? it's like EVERY SINGLE PERSON in the story was just set up for failure oh my heart hurts

#it has been a minute since ive played xv but i have some wicked pent up rage #i could talk abt final fantasy all day sorry lmao #DO NOT talk about ffx3 to me tho that literally just doesnt exist to me not canon its badly written ffx fanfic square enix found #OH FINAL FANTASY MY LUV #need to replay xv actually it rlly has been a minute #final fantasy xv #final fantasy x #🏹💗

[tarannottarzan]

SENTENCE STARTERS abaixo do readmore para plots no evento!!

* não tem limite para personagens de um mesmo player.

COM ROLF / TARAN:

“ do  you  feel  alright? ” @bstdayevah​

“ do  you  want  something  to  eat? “ @cwrdelia​

“ can  you  help  me? “

“ you think i'm so clumsy that i need someone to watch over me? ” @alcaska​

“ you look beautiful! “ @mginnya​

“ think  it’ll  work? “ @ladyjungle​

“ it’s hand holding season. “

“ it was supposed to be simple. “

“ if you have something to say, spit it out. “ @hereiselizabeth​

“ that should probably shock me, but honestly it doesn’t. “ @vitanna​

COM NOCTIS / HANSEL:

“ is  that  mine? “ @tidecallings​

“ who  did  this? “ @vouivei​

“ how  did  that  happen? “ @redalexis​

“ that doesn’t look good. “ @vivivicc​

“ take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while. “ @bluefairynicole​

“ it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it. “

“ have a drink with me. “ @krmzi​

“ you  mock  my  pain! “ @lostprinczss​

“ you  keep  using  that  word.  i  do  not  think  it  means  what  you  think  it  means. “ @seawixch

“ we  may  as  well  die  here. “ @hunterfreya​

COM JAX / BISHOP:

“ why  are  you  here? “ @wclfdeon​

“ want  some? “ @milcris​

“ has  it  been  that  long? “ @cantlerigo​

“ let me help with that. “ @toothfciry​

“ who told you that?! i didn’t say that! “ @misssmee​

“ i wish i knew how to talk about it. ” @mginnya​

“ i’ve been alone for so long i’m afraid i don’t know what it’s like not to be. “ @sugarplummie​

“ i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up. “ @cinderlline​

“ you can’t dictate what’s best for someone else. “

“ i  bet  my  life  on  it! “ @dcrlingw​

#postando desde já porque aí eu já posso começar a escrever tudo pra postar quando liberar!

[chippersweetbaby]

**This post contains spoilers for both Episode Ardyn and the actual game**

The timeline got messed up in my head... I thought this level took place at the same time as the beginning of the game and that is not the case.  Regis being about 25 years younger than he was in the game should have been a clue... but I suppose I was seeing what I wanted to see.  Verstael having old-man voice his whole life and only hearing his voice and not seeing him once Ardyn was in the city mixed with Ardyn looking EXACTLY how he does in the game (dude didn’t change his clothes or hair at all within twenty-thirty years?) kind of fucked me up.  I guess I assumed all the exposition happened off-camera since we’ve already seen it all from Noctis’s point of view and since this level assumes we’ve already played the actual game, so the “twist” at the end, while shocking to Ardyn, was old news to us... I kind of thought all that already happened between Verstael’s lab and fucking up the city with Ifrit.  And I know the year kept being displayed in the corner but right from the start it meant nothing to me because I didn’t remember what number the year was on when the game started... I know I’m a bad girl, but I kind of wanted to actually kill Regis and maybe Clarus too... XD  I don’t even know if Ardyn is specifically the one to kill either of them, but I wanted to do it...

At any rate - this was a fun level. I’m really glad I bought it - for half off whatever it normally was too - like literally $2 or something...  Insomnia (even with parts sectioned off) is really big and there’s lots of little details to find - so many FFIX and FFX references.  Ardyn’s fighting style is really fun too.  I just missed out on the A+ ranking and don’t feel like trying again just yet, but I think I did pretty good since I haven’t had to actually try while fighting anything on this game in months.

My main questions in the end are: 

What the fuck is Verstael’s deal? Why is he so angry and evil and fucked up? Who is this little freak? What happened to him to make him so god damned twisted?  Why is he so keen on helping Ardyn destroy Insomnia... Seriously? What did they ever do to him?

Also: What was the point of the whole fucking game?  Like... Why bother with all this? Why was the endless night and the king of light bullshit necessary? Just to scare everyone and then give them the illusion that Noct saved everything? It was all orchestrated by the gods for no god damned reason.  In the end, it just set everything back to normal only with Ardyn and Noctis gone from the world.  They didn’t have to do any of this... The gods just set up this whole thing so they’d kill each other?  For what? They were just bored?  These aren’t new questions... When I finished the game the first go around I had this same line of questioning in my head... but I still don’t get it. The only person who got anything good out of this deal was Ardyn - in the end only - because he finally got to die... What were Bahamut’s motives?  He really must have just been bored out of his damned mind.

Anyway, I played the “Kingly Clash” fight after winning Episode Ardyn and managed to kill Gladio before the other three killed me, so I’ll take that as an alternate ending.  I’m sure they’ll give Gladio a phoenix down and all will be good with the world.

#guardian #episode ardyn #crown #pointy hat #fry hi #ffxv #ardyn izunia #certificate #spoilers

[tealquacks]

The Flowers of Tenebrae

for the first day @lunoctweek , also posted on Ao3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29720592

Enjoy!

They stopped the train to let the civilians out at Tenebrae. It was the best decision they could make, Noctis ordering the conductor to stop while Luna went through the train, healing whomever she could. And she promised each and every one of them that they would be safe in Tenebrae. They looked at her with big, hopeful eyes, and Luna felt grateful to be alive in that moment. Tenebrae would keep them safe. 

When the train stopped, Tenebrae burned.

Ash fell like snow from the darkened sky, smoke billowing in thick clouds. Luna could almost see the fire burning, nestled in the heart of the castle she once called home. The civilians rushed off the train in a confused hoard, a few of them bumping into her. She didn’t move. She could hear their panicked whispers, children crying, and her home burned.

Luna closed her eyes and tried to imagine the place she’d grown up loving, the place she’d met Noct at, but no matter how tightly she squeezed her eyes and prayed to gods who didn’t seem to listen, she still smelt the smoke. It burned her lungs. Just like drowning. For a moment, her mind took her back to the shrine to Leviathan, a wall of water slamming into her as the world around her crumbled like a pastry, not being able to breathe, lungs burning.

Her legs had carried her across the bridge from the train station. Mud squelched under her shoes as she walked, the feathery petals of Sylleblossoms leaving dew drops on her pants. People walked around in an almost casual way, as if her home wasn’t burning, as if she hadn’t lied to all these people, told them they’d be safe and protected. If fate was written by the gods, she’d have to have a word with them. Curing the scourge was one thing, but endangering the lives of all these innocents…

“Luna?” Noct asked quietly. Luna flinched as he set his hand on her shoulder, then sighed. She took his hand.

“I’m okay, love, just thinking.”

“About what?”

“Blasphemous things,” she said solemnly. Noctis laughed awkwardly, as if she was joking. Maybe he was just trying to lighten the mood.

He squeezed her hand in his.

“I’m sorry. I really am. I… I’ve lost my home, too, and it hurts so much. And well, uh, I didn’t move on? But I tried to ignore it, since I had to. It sucks.”

Luna couldn’t help but give an amused chuckle, gently squeezing Noct’s hand back. Noct never was good with words, awkward at the best of times, but he was always sincere. 

“I don’t know what upsets me more,” Luna mumbled, “seeing my home burn, or knowing that these people have to travel even more just to be safe.”

Noct let go of her hand, instead setting both of his hands on her shoulders. They felt warm, even through the fabric of the black jacket she wore. He looked at her with a soft expression— thats all she could think of it as. Not pitying, or sad, just soft. 

“Luna, I am so, so sorry. If it makes you feel any better, though, Aranea is going to get these people out of here. She has a drop ship, and can get them somewhere safe. After that, we can start making our way to Graela, the Crystal—“

“—and I can give the Draconian a piece of my mind,” Luna interrupted. Noct made a face.

“Huh?”

She looked at Noct. Noct stepped forward, one of his hands setting itself at the small of her back. She stepped forward, letting Noct envelop her in a warm, familiar hug, the smell of the outdoors plastered to his pale skin. She buried her face in his shoulder, trying to get the smoke out of her nose. Noct gently pet her hair, occasionally tangling his fingers in the silky strands.

“Please don’t do anything stupid,” he mumbled. Luna couldn’t help but laugh.

“Maybe I am a good influence on you,” Luna said. Noct huffed.

“I’m serious, dear… why the Draconian, though?”

Luna breathed out against Noct’s shoulder. 

“Bahamut is the one who wove this fate of ours, the one who planned all. I was meant to die while making the covenant with Leviathan, and yet, I survived. I’m afraid that the lives of these people are at risk because I avoided fate. When I confront the Draconian, I will tell him to leave the people alone.”

A beat of silence passed between them.

“Luna,” Noctis whispered. She felt his breath against her ear.

“I am the people’s Oracle. A healer. It is my duty to protect the innocent, no matter what the cost is. If it is my own life, then so be it.”

Noct squeezed her even tighter, and she could feel him tremble ever so slightly.

“Yes, you’re their Oracle, but you’re my Luna,” he said hoarsely, “the Luna who told me all I know about gods and stars and all that. The Luna that showed me all the secret places in Tenebrae, the Luna who sent me messages and pressed sylleblossoms in a book, the Luna who can talk to gods without flinching,” Noct’s voice wavered as he sniffled against her, “my best friend, the love of my life. My Luna. I’m not letting you sacrifice yourself.”

“Me neither,” Luna said, voice thick with tears.

“If Bahamut is going to hurt people just because we don’t do what he says,” Noct whispered intensely, “then let’s kill him.”

Luna pulled away from his arms, blinking up at him in shock. He had that determined look on his face, the one he got while fighting Leviathan, or when they were playing Kings Knight on the train. Any question of his sincerity died on her lips. When Noct got that look, he would do whatever he could to reach his goal.

“Noct—“

“—We can commune with the other gods. Tell them that we don’t want to follow Bahamut’s fate. Convince them to join us, fight with us—“

“Noct.”

“I’m being serious, Luna, I mean, Gladio, Prompto, Iggy, you and I could certainly fuck up a god—“

“Adagium could help us.”

Noct stared at her in a way that made her wonder if there was anything behind those eyes of his. 

“Who?”

Luna sighed. 

“Adagium. The carrier of the scourge, the accursed one. Ardyn Izunia.”

Noct froze.

“No way.”

“Yes, way,” Luna replied.

“And here I thought he was a creepy old guy!” Noctis exclaimed. Luna smiled, tilting her head a little bit.

“Well, you got that part right. He’s an immortal creepy old guy. So the next time we meet him, we must make it known we’re keen on killing the Draconian.”

“And what do we do until then?”

Luna sighed. She looked at the burning ruins of her home, then down to her feet. Even amongst the ruin, Sylleblossoms grew from the wet earth, as bright and persistent as ever. Just like they did when they were children, and somehow Luna knew that they always would be there. Even if it wasn’t quite the same, the flowers would dot the land of Tenebrae. 

She crouched down, and gently plucked a sylleblossom from the earth.

“We stand by one another, my love.” 

Noct gently took the flower from her hand, a small smile gracing his face. He leaned in, and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

“We will, we’ll be together. No matter what.”

He said it like a promise. Luna looked over at the burning castle of Tenebrae, then back at Noct. 

She kissed him as softly as she could, their lips hardly ghosting together, and thought of a perfect world where every promise would be kept, and every flower would bloom forever.

#ffxv #ffxv fanfiction #lunafreya nox fleuret #ffxv lunafreya #noctis lucis caelum #lunoct #ffxv noctis

[sakesays]

Love-sick.

GLADIO / Reader

Reader suffers from Hanahaki disease.

Angst/pain. Part 1.

You woke up to the annoying sound of chirping birds, most people would love to wake up to this, but when you’re low on sleep, and woken up by something when you intended to sleep longer, can get kind of annoying.

Groaning you sat up from the closest to comfort you could get when camping out. Unzipping your sleeping bag you tried to stand up, that’s when your lungs decided to give out, making you cough furiously. Gasping for air, you felt as if you were going to throw up, your dry hurtful coughs getting louder by the second.

You felt a lump on the back of your throat, by this point you were gagging, bending over your body, your face facing the floor, tears threatened to run down your face with each gag, and gasp for air. The lump kept moving up, making its way to your mouth, coughing one last time, you spat out what caused such a horrible pain to emit from you.

At this point tears ran down your face, you sat down in front of whatever caused you to cough so horribly, trying to catch your breath you opened your eyes, not even bothering to wipe your tears as you looked at the flower in front of you. You gasped, your trembling hand reaching towards it wasn’t even wet, it was dry, the pretty flower looking beautifully as if you didn’t just throw it up.

With trembling fingers you grabbed it, resting it on the palm of your hand, you looked at it. Ever since you were young you showed an interest towards the different kinds of flowers, their beauty catching your eye each time you passed by one, this one, recently became your favorite, your eyes widened as you released a choke sobbed, “A Gladiolus..” you whispered to you self, cursing internally.

This wasn’t something that happened to everyone, but it was still common enough to be known, they called it ‘Hanahaki disease’ now you ask, why the Gladiolus?

You’ve known Gladiolus for quiet a while now, the fact that you were childhood best friends, but it wasn’t up until high school, that you realized your feelings for the young boy. You started noticing his features, his muscles forming due to his training. But it wasn’t because of that, that you liked him, he was all around sweet to you, your best friend. When you needed him he was there for you.

Slowly you started to like him, and like turned into love. You knew he didn’t like you tho, he never was the type to get tied down to one girl, and besides, you were sure he looked at you like his little sister, why would he like you?

“Y/N?” A voice called for you from outside your tent, since you were the only girl, it was much needed that you had your own one, of course the other boys were jealous, having it be that they all had to share, either one big tent, or two in each one.

You quickly placed the flower on your bed, Ignis lightly tapping on the tent as to signal a knock. “Coming!” You answered him, quickly getting up from the floor and patting away any kind of dirt you had on your pijama pants. Unlike the boys you always changed after breaksfast, due to your clumsy nature you were sure you’d get Atleast some of your clothing dirtied with food.

Unzipping the tent, you were met face to face with Gladio, “what’s up with you?” you must’ve had a bad look on your face, still deciding to play dumb you questioned him, “the fuck? I just woke up.” Gladio shaked his head, “looks like you’ve been crying.” Gladios hand cupped your cheek, his thumb running over your face to try and wipe the semi-dried tears away.

Your were sure your heart did a whole summersault, although this type of contact was normal for both of you, you still couldnt help but get nervous. With the skip of your heart, you coughed, your throat still sore from the previous attack. Gladio looked at you, concern evident on his face, and without him even having to asked you simply waved him off, “s’nothin’ just had a nightmare, and my throat feels so dry.”

Gladio nodded, walking towards Iggy so he could get you a cup of water, while he was doing that you went to sit besides Prompto, clearing your throat once you did, “you okay tumble?”

Funny as it sounds this nickname wasn’t earned by a small fall or by just tripping , everything happened when you were on a mission.

I mean it was dark, and there were sooo many rocks, it’s like, how weren’t you supposed to not fall??? As you walked down the tilted grass, you trip on a rock, but thankfully you prevent yourself from falling by holding onto Noctis, you lead out a sigh of relief, apologizing to him once you regained your balance. Of course you continued walking, cursing each time you almost slipped on a rock or almost fell due to one, as you parkoured through the stupid rocks, you landed your foot on a big one, and it was slippery on top of it, so you fell, but not only did you just land ontop of the floor, you tumbled down the small hill. Noctis and Prompto were absolutely hysterical, as to Ignis and Gladio running after you to make sure you were okay. Once you had made it to the bottom of the cursed hill, you just laid there, contemplating your life choices and how you had gotten there. Iggy quickly made it to yourside, making sure you hadn’t gotten hurt or anything of that sort. Gladio on the other hand started to snicker, earning a glare from you, by this point Prompto and Noctis were laughing so hard they fell onto the floor, holding on to their sides as they laughed as hard as they could, “I- She, she tumbled down HAHAHAHAHAHA” said Noctis loudly, making Prompto laugh even louder, “PFFT, we can call her tumble, HAHAHAHAHA”

“Don’t worry about me Prom, I’m fine, my throat just hurts.” You smiled at him, you knew this was going to get worse, but so far as medicine goes, there’s no cure.

As you finished breakfast you went back to your tent to pack up, as you picked up your clothes, you felt as if the air in you, left. Your body bending forward as you gasped. Clutching your hands to your chest, you coughed violently, the dry and hurtful cough bringing tears to your eyes once again. This time someone heard you, Noctis. He quickly opened the tent only to look at you on the floor gasping for breath each time you coughed, caught by surprise he turned to call for the guys “n-no... ACK” He quickly turned to look at you, cursing under his breath as he though of how to help you. As you continued coughing you felt a lump on your throat once again, feeling it make it’s way up your throat and into your mouth.

Noctis went to get water by this time, coming back into the tent to see you spitting out a flower and holding it in your hand, your eyes widened as he cleared his throat signaling he was there “N-Noct! Please, please don’t tell anyone..” Noctis shook his head, handing you the water, “that’s not.. why?”

To be frank, you didn’t know why, you could either confess and have a slight chance he felt the same, or have him reject you, and die, in the end, it was more of you being afraid of the outcome. Tears flowed from your eyes, earning a sob from you as you started to realize the severity of the situation. Noctis scratched the back of his neck, awkwardly made his way to you, and hugged you, pulling you close to his chest, you could feel his hand shaking, and still he pet your head trying to calm you down. “It’s okay, don’t worry, we’ll figure it out.”

Longer than I thought so I’m gonna make a part 2 uwu

Also, should I start a tag list?

#ffxv gladio #ffxv #ffxv headcanons #final fantasy 15 #final fantasy noctis #ignis #gladiolus amicitia #promptoffxv #hanahaki #hanahaki disease #gladio x reader #ffxvangst #angst #noctis lucis caelum #ignis scientia #part 1

[chasingfigments]

So today marks my two-year anniversary of what I consider my entrance into the FFXV fandom. \o/ I spent probably...three weeks? after finishing the game desperately going through AO3 and trying to find a fic that would help me cope with my grief, and while there are many EXCELLENT post-game fics, I couldn't find the one that would do exactly what I wanted it to. Then I did a lot of crying and got myself an AO3 account and started posting fic, and I'm still here.

Anyhow, some folks on twitter (HardNoctLife, Avianscribe, and MathClassWarfare) said I should re-share my old fics. So! Here's a rec-post that's all me, I guess. XD Broken down by my arbitrary categories.

TIME TO BE SAD ABOUT THAT ENDING

The Shape of Vanished Things || Teen, Gen, Ignis POV, ~6k || My very first FFXV fanfic, and I spent most of my time just crying through it. Takes place in the immediate 24 hours after Noct's death, and it's basically the boys just dealing with his body and having a funeral and being so very sad.

Down to Embers || Mature, M/M, Prompto POV, ~6k || Have you ever thought about the Last Camp and though hmmm, this is good, but how could it be WORSE? That's this fic. Enjoy Prompto trying to keep his shit together after he finds out Noct's not back for good, he's only back to die. It's tagged Mild Sexual Content, but really it's mostly just two boyfriends trying not to cry.

Drowning From the Inside Out || Teen, Gen, Prompto POV, ~5k || Inspired by the realization that hey, the world would probably turn Noct's death into a holiday, huh? That'd probably be a pretty miserable experience to have everyone celebrating your boyfriend's death, huh? Not officially a sequel to Down to Embers, but it may as well be. Extra shoutout to angry!Prompto, because he deserves more screentime, dammit.

FUCK THAT ENDING, FIX IT NOW

The Breaking Light || Teen, M/F and M/M (but seriously those are background), Noctis POV, ~16k || Noctis and Luna get to explore the beyond, then Noctis gets yanked into the world of the living, so he goes to spy on his friends and see they world they've rebuilt in his name. You'll cry happy tears but also don't ask me how the magic works.

What Fades Away (WIP) || Teen, M/M, Ignis POV, ~12k currently || Of course Ignis isn't going to just let Noctis stay dead when he can gamble his memories of Noctis against the chance to save him. The elevator pitch is Orpheus and Eurydice + Chess with Death. Ignis descends into Pitioss to retrieve Noct's soul after the Dawn.

FUN TIMES WITH GAME MECHANICS

Steel Under Skin (WIP) || Mature, M/M, Gladio POV, ~27k currently || Wanna watch Gladio and Ignis repeatedly murder each other for training purposes and then revive one another with phoenix downs all the while figuring out early adulthood and maybe (someday) their feelings for each other? Excellent. I may actually be good at fight scenes.

Blackout || Teen, Gen, Noctis POV, ~6k || When you've got to rely on electricity to keep monsters at bay, isn't it fun to imagine what would happen if the power went out? The boys get woken up by screaming at an outpost and discover the lights are out and the daemons are here.

SOFT FIC THAT SHOULDN'T MAKE YOU CRY

An Anxious Rhythm || General, OT4, Prompto POV, ~5k || Noct's back pain is acting up, and Prompto, Ignis, and Gladio fuss over him and make sure he feels better. T-T That's it, that's the fic.

Prophecy, in Plain Text || General, Gen, Ignis POV, ~4k || When Ignis turns eighteen, he is told that Noctis is the Chosen King. And Ignis, being Ignis, starts researching. Mostly an excuse for cute with a background of lore building because why not.

HEY, LOOK, POLITICS

My most popular fics by far! This was just supposed to be a one shot, then a series of one shots, and now I'm eight chapters out of twelve into the current installment (which isn't the last one), so it's a little out of control:

Emergency Protocol Talk || Teen, Gen, Prompto POV, ~5k || In which Noctis tells Prompto he's gotta run away from danger.

Emergency Protocol Activated || Teen, Gen, Prompto POV, ~6k || In which Prompto is very bad at running away from danger.

Emergency Protocol Lockdown || Teen, M/M, Noctis POV, ~13k || In which we see the same fight two more times and Noctis is angsty about his romantic feelings in a locked room.

Emergency Protocol Fallout (WIP) || Teen, M/M, Prompto, Noctis, and Ignis POVs, ~32k || In which pretty much everyone is miserable and lying to each other about something.

EVERYTHING GOT JOSSED, BASICALLY

A Moment's Consideration || Teen, Gen, Ignis POV, ~2k || Ardyn is so very Done in this POV switch on the scene from Episode: Ignis where he asks Ignis to join him.

I FINALLY COLLABORATED WITH SOMEONE

Borders of Divinity (WIP with crazyloststar) || Teen, M/M, Prompto and Ignis POV (but I'm writing Ignis), ~5k posted || Will appeal to people who equally enjoy lore fuckery and being tormented by unrequited pining. AU where Noctis lives a secluded, touch-starved life in the Citadel due to prophecy, and Prompto joins Noct's guard. Featuring dramatic hand-holding, an excess of feelings, and extreme suspension of disbelief.

#final fantasy xv #ffxv fanfiction

[sleepingprinceoflucis]

Noctis's Love interest isssue

(Rant,may trigger some people about their ships???)

So,although(like in many instances) the FFXV fandom likes to ship whoever they want with whatever they want-when it comes to canon,despite the obvious bromance and closeness of the main four;the only actual official outcome when it comes to Noctis's Love interest is Lunafreya.

Yes,Noctis is close to his personal guard.but canonically,they are just that.close friends.Ignis was assigned to Noct as a caretaker since he was extremely young,Gladio earned respect for Noct as it was explained in Brotherhood and because of his family's honor he's naturally driven to protect Noctis.As for Prompto(who i will adress since an awful lot of people seem to see him as having a crush on Noct(be it returned or one-sided)),he's officially Noctis's best friend who has sided with him from childhood,and who clearly respects and loves him(not from a romantical view,in canon at least)

So why would people ship him with quite literally everyone?(aside the obvious answer that's usually the answer for most fandoms;Girls simp gays),well i can't speak for everyone but i hope to know i'm not alone on this....

Luna is not a good love interest.

Sure,from a simple standpoint,she's actually the perfect love interest.she's kind,it's shown she heals the sick and is adored.She's strong and determined,she went through with the rituals knowing it'd kill her.she loves noctis,as she's willing to die to see his destiny complete and she's clearly far from annoyed at her marriage to him.....BUT GOD IS SHE BORING-

Aerith,for example.She was a good love interest for Cloud!(in the book she's officially marked as his love interest,and i'm not going as bias,i'm going as canon)She had a good personality,she was entertaining,she made us feel sad,happy,she made us laugh and FEEL things!especially in the remake-!

Here is what Luna did;Exposition

She was here for cutscenes AND NOTHING.ELSE.

Not to mention 99% of her apparition was just pure angst thrown at your face.and she died almost as soon as she appeared.

Luna is great wife material,she's just not good CHARACTER material.You can't get attached to her(unless you romantically like her i guess in wich case good for you) but for players she was just an NPC and nothing else.a plotpoint.

So what other fish is there in the sea for Noct besides Luna?

Most people would say Prompto.Wich honestly if you look at their interactions purely from surface seems legit.But again-two characters talking to each other doesnt automatically mean they want to fuck each other's brains out.

Noctis and Prompto have-well.A best friend relationship.And yes,you might think it looks romantical,and hell,if you want to see it that way in your fanfics,go ahead!they dont harm anyone and if it helps you fele better,you do you!but this post is for discussing canon,so let's look at it from a non bias standpoint.

Noct and Prompto surely show a close relationship.Prompto often playfully nags Noct who,though showing irritation is clearly amused more than anything.hell sometimes they have strangely romantical or sexual moments.and that's normal.

Maybe i'm the only one with a best friend-nay,just friends in general like this.but we often jokingly treat each other like this.sometimes you make an oddly questionable comment or action-but since they're your friends,you both laugh it off!because you both know it wasn't intentional since you both don't have romantic interest in each other.you know it was,well,a joke!and they all clearly laugh these scenes off.in cutscenes,Prompto sometimes slaps Noct's ass,in wich he jumps to stare at him and they just smiles and laugh it off along with the others.

So,what about Prom actually seeing Noct as more than a friend?a onesided crush wouldn't be that shocking right?maybe he's hiding his true feelings behind all that laughing...well,officially,as far as we know,no.But Prompto is known for hiding his true emotions behind his happy go facade...but,the thing is,he doesn't love Noctis.not from a romantical point anyway.It's proven many times that Prompto cares for Noct and wants to make him happy-but at the core of this,he approached Noct because Luna asked him to,and he only did once he ahd enough confidence to do it.Prompto's intimidated of Noctis,just as he says in his interaction at the motel,he feels too mundane in comparison.he's self conscious,but he's not in love.

So what about Sarah?if you played the TERRA WARS crossover event,you know exactly who i mean.

Sarah,officially(again) does not seem to be in love with Noctis,but the characters in that event seem to be pushing them to that idea.Sarah and Noctis couldn't exactly be together in any case(as,tiny spoiler,Noctis leaves after the event ._.),but in the small amount of time they spent together

THERE WAS MORE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT THAN LUNA AND NOCT EVER HAD

Noct and Sarah faced so much and changed so drastically in so little time.They were far from getting along at first,but after a little reminder,they immediately fell into place and seemed to match each other perfectly.However i don't think Sarah and Noct love each other either.I am bias to this ship,as i really enjoyed their interactions and evolution,but,from a non bias view;Sarah is not a love interest.The Hiso seem like they'd be thrilled for their two heroes to unite in this way(as they are 'children' and seem to see Sarah as their caretaker/mother,it wouldnt be shocking that they'd want a father figure to stay too.),but Noctis simply doesnt seem to see Sarah that way.He was attached(maybe too much),but he didnt show much classic Noct embarassment.

Now to leaving us with Cindy.there's not much to adress here.Cindy is clearly jokingly flirty even as just a character(i doubt her design was an accident).But Prompto is clearly the one with a crush on her(not that he doesnt have a crush on literally every woman in this darn game).Noct shows amusement at best when interacting with her.Cindy's simply far from a love interest,she's the granddaughter of his father's friend.As simple as it gets.

What of Iris then?she certainly canonically had a crush on Noct.....well the simple answer to if Noct returns that love is simply:HE DOESNT EVEN NOTICE IT.

Somehow,Noct is more dense than a fish when it comes to Iris's affection.He barely even notices or aknowledges her crush.When Gladiolus asks him to give Iris flowers to cheer her up-he doesn't even understand why it matters who gives it to her.he's just.....he just doesnt get a clue.

Now there is...ONE....love interest left that frankly you wouldn't expect..

The FFXV VR PROTAGONIST

Now,i'm not sure if a lot of people played(or are even aware) of this game..but god does Noctis crush hard on the player in that experience.I'm not quite sure if that game is canon or simply a fun little spin off,but Noctis is definitely not oblivious or embarassed in this game.

I played as a female,i'm unsure if his interactions to you change with your gender,but i'll safely assume that they don't.Seems it seems unlogical and just a waste of time to make seperate interactions.

Minor spoilers for FFXV vr???i guess???but its not really plot so you're fine.

So,if you haven't played this game.You incarnate a hunter;specifically,you hunt Daemonfish.your first 'hunt' is more a prologue.the actual first mission drives you to a small lake where Noctis is fishing,alone.you approach him and he has a friendly smile.you make small talk about why you're here and the entire time he's always in a happy mood and is strangely warm and genuine to you(wich if you know anything about Noct,is NOT like him at all.)

As you fish,he fishes besides you,making joking comments or encouraging you.When you fish enough to call on the Daemonfish,a cutscene starts and Noctis is trying to protect you of all things.he stands in front of you,ready to fight despite not knowing what he's going to face.you kill the beast and a cutscene starts of the two of you at a campfire near the lake.Noct is impressed at your display and he shows genuine excitement at your hunt before Ignis calls for him to come home-however,before he leaves,he offers for you to meet his friends.

There are many instances like this.here are some other noteable ones;

-Noctis asks Cindy about your house's location to visit you himself.he doesn't bring anyone-he knocks,you open,and he hangs on your couch until you head out.at wich points he asks if he can come with you.

-in the car,following these events,as you arrive he makes small talk and rests his arm on your backseat

-he then AGAIN tries to protect you from a daemonfish

-by the end,you pass out from a giant daemonfish,in the rain.as your loose consciousness-the last thing you can hear is cindy stopping a car,Noctis running out and crying for you to wake up.

So in conclusion,NOCTIS,of all people,was abnormally friendly(and we all know he's a damn emo bitch to every NPC he first meets) to a total stranger,put his life on the line to protect said stranger(who was a hunter,and in so,who he knew could defend themselves),tracked down that person's adress to visit them,insisted on hanging out with them more and CRIED WHEN HE THOUGHT THEY DIED

YOU KNOW WHEN NOCTIS CRIED IN THE GAME?!

[Spoil]

O N C E,AND IT WAS WHEN LUNA(his canonical love interest in the game) DIED

Now logically we can put all of this on;they wanted the players of the Vr game to have a GOOD experience and interaction with noctis and the gang so they made him friendlier and interact with the player more.

Maybe-actually probably.But it can't change he shows behavior that's extremely simmilar to Luna's.He blames himself for being unable to save the people he loved many times.so him protecting someone he just met can very much be him refusing to loose someone he just met and got attached to so early on.you both meet and bond over fishing-Noct's only and favorite hobby that no one seems to share with him(besides Navyth but he's like 80)

So to make this short..

Noct literally has a better and more interesting relationship to a customizable player character and a godamn fictional crossover Protagonist.

I cried when Luna died-okay?i was sad...BUT ONLY BECAUSE NOCT WAS SAD BECAUSE I FELT -999 ATTACHMENT TO LUNAFREYA.PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD BUILD HER CHARACTER INSTEAD OF JUST SAYING "she is love interest..and...she is..perfect wife material..and..that is her character"

#lunafreya is not a compelling character im sorry ok #rant #ship rant #ffxv #ffxv noctis

[sheep-and-lykos]

Hunting Failure: Older!Gladiolus Amicitia x Reader

some more comfort for yall uwu

Song Choice: Cleopatra - The Lumineers

He had come back to you as he did most other nights. Bloody, beaten, bruised and muddy. Caked in sweat and dried mud and blood, he would clean himself, eat very little and pass out on the bed before getting up to do it all over again. He would do as the hunters said, as the remaining Crownsguard said, which was to hunt down every single daemon that even dared to harm a hair on humanity. He had been running himself amuck, trying to prove to himself that he was - in fact - a shield, a protector of people.

Ever since Noctis disappeared and brought on the darkness...

You glanced towards the bathroom, noting the lights were off except for the small light by the sink that burned calming oils. No steam came from under the door nor clouded the glass; Ice cold, something to help him feel something.

After all, what good is a shield with nothing to protect anymore?

You sat at the couch, glancing over your shoulder occasionally to the bathroom, listening for the squeak of the faucets turning off and for the dragging screech of the shower curtains being pulled back. You would glance back at the television, the flashing pictures of the news had been nearly deafened, just mumbles of audio at this point. It was always on the news, nothing else really played anymore as people were far too busy trying to survive in these dark times... literally.

You jumped in your seat when you heard the sudden scratch of the curtain hooks smacking away followed by his lumbering feet now roaming around in the small bathroom. The light stayed off for quite a while before he turned it on, seeming to rummage for something in the cabinet under the sink before he turned them back off again. You had no idea why he preferred to do everything in near darkness now, but you knew it was because of his dwindling mental stability.

It was maybe another couple of minutes that had passed before the bathroom door opened. The lumbering giant of a man stood in the doorway, figure dark, only the dim light from the living room illuminated barely anything of his form as he stood in the dark bathroom. You could feel his eyes on you, but neither of you said anything. Without a word being spoken from either of you, Gladio closed the bathroom door behind him and walked down the hallway to your shared bedroom before closing the door behind him.

Your guts twisted painfully inside of you. He was aching, he was in complete pain, it was agonizing to know he was hurting but it hurt even more as he didn't seek guidance from you like he had done before he joins Noctis on his arranged marriage.

You remember how energetic he was, how bright and bold he was, he always had a satisfied smirk on his face, brows arched in determination, always prepared for anything. You missed his spontaneous acts of romance too, how he would always lift you up bridal style, kiss your neck from behind, pull you closer to him, grab at your hand to squeeze.

He never really looked at you anymore. He barely spoke to you, only when you questioned him about his day or what he wanted to eat. One word, two words maybe, five words if you were lucky.

You stared at the television blindly, not noting anything that moved, but really to distract yourself from what was sitting on your chest, distracting yourself so maybe - maybe - you wouldn't fuck everything up and confront him.

But your worry got the best of you and you turned the television off. Inching towards the bedroom door, you paused with your hand on the cold doorknob before you opened it.

Gladio sat on the bed, his broad back turned to you. The end table lamp had been off, but with the light from the hallway, you saw the scars and healing scratches and bruises on the expanse of his muscular back. There were even bandages that had blood seeping through, from today's hunt most likely. He sat hunched over, elbows on his knees, face in his hands, hair wet and loose and draped over his broad shoulders.

"Gladiolus?" you murmured, standing still in the doorway. He made no movement in acknowledgment. You stepped forward until you were behind him, knees touching the bed. "Gladio." He hummed softly. "What happened today, Gladdy?"

"Got my ass reamed by a fucking pack of imps."

You were shocked. He actually said a sentence. You thought you would have to force something out of him to finally get him to talk.

"Do you want me to change your bandages? You're bleeding through them..."

"Later. I'm tired."

"Rest, Gladdy. You've been running everywhere killing everything. You need a break." You walked around the bed to stand next to him. "I can call Dave and ask if you can have a couple days off to heal if you'd like."

"No," he sneered, hunching into himself. You bit your lip at his sudden change in tone. "I need to keep doing this."

"Gladio, you're gonna get yourself killed out there!"

He stood quickly, you backed away as he glared at you through wet locks of chocolate hair.

"I'm a shield! What good is a shield with nothing to protect? I already fucked up losing Noct, I'm not fucking up again!"

You saw his shoulders starting to tremble, his eyes becoming glassy, his nose reddening. Your shoulders dropped, lip trembling as Gladio slowly broke down in front of you.

"Gladdy," you whimpered.

"I failed as a shield-"

A violent hiccup had him collapsing into you, snatching at your form as he fell to his knees. Sobbing into your stomach, he crushed you in a tight hug, refusing to let you go as if you would die if he did.

Sitting there in there in the still, quiet apartment, the shield finally showed its cracks.

#gladiolus #gladiolus amicitia #gladiolus x reader #ffxv imagines #ffxv

[theguardianofinsanity]

Can I please be left Alone? Part 2

Read Part 1 right here.

"Ow...ow...ow-OW!" You repeat as Ignis patches you up. "Iggy, be careful please?" You plead with him.

"I apologize Y/N, my hands are tired after taking care of Noct" he says while grabbing one of your hands.

"Oh! Did you like it? It was some of my best work"

"If you consider bruises and cuts "art", then no" you frown.

"Come on Iggs, he came at me first! Ask Cindy!" You gesture over to blonde mechanic who was currently cleaning up the regalia. She finishes wiping down the car before answering.

"I do hav' ta agree with Y/N, they did give him a good fight. I'd hate to imagin' if they weren't friends" she ends with a chuckle.

"Thank you Cindy! Ignis, all I wanted to do was get some rest" You sighed. "It's not my fault Noctis doesn't know how to keep his hands to himself"

"I understand and with that being said, I'm done but I want you to take it easy for a bit" Ignis says, crossing his arms. You perk up, slowly turning your head towards him with absolute glee on your face.

"Does this mean-!" You begin to ask.

"Yes this means you can go sleep in car" he facepalms as you race out of the chair you were sitting in to the regalia. You see Cindy walking back to the shop.

"Cindy! Cindy! Come here!" You yell to her with your non-hurt arm waving to get her attention. She sees you and speed walks over.

"What can I get ya darlin'?" She asks while trying to wipe oil off her face.

"I will do any labor you want, help you in any way. If you can keep the other three away from me, only Ignis can bother me." She looks at you confused but agrees anyway. She gives you a light kiss on the forehead and leaves you to sleep. You slip into the passenger seat, reclining it, putting your legs on the dash and close your eyes.

Fuck. You can't sleep. Now you're incredibly wary of the idiots you travel with coming to you and bothering you. So now here you are, unable to sleep.

But you can hear Cindy being the best person ever by diverting the boys away from the car, she even gave you some water! She is an angel. But noise of everything also kept you up.

What you didn't expect was another person that you hadn't spent an uncountable amounts of hours with walking up to you.

The owner of the diner that is right next to the car shop walked up and looked into the regalia to see you in the most comfortable yet uncomfortable position yet. "Um, Y/N right?" He asks. You straighten yourself out and sit up properly much to your misfortune.

"Yes, how can I help you?" You ask, pretending you weren't laying down like you were before.

"One of your hunter friends said you would gather some ingredients for me" he states. You flare your nostrils and inwardly groan. You climb out of the car and excuse yourself to go die in the trailer by the diner.

Opening the door, you stomp over to the bed and faceplant on it. Currently fighting the urge to scream, a concerned voice comes out of nowhere. "Hey Y/N, you okay?" It was a very deep and gruff voice, after a bit of silence you respond.

"Yeah Gladio, I'm okay" your voice is muffled by the bed, "I'm just really tired" you lift your head.

"That fight with Noct really tuckered you out?" He was half right, you were already tired before then but that fight didn't help at all.

"I'm gonna say yes for now because of lack of brain power"

"Alright then"

"By the way, why are you in here anyway? Did we already rent this?"

"At this point Y/N we should own this thing" he knocks on the walls of the trailer.

"That's a good point" you lazily lift your arm up for emphasis, that gets a small chuckle from Gladio.

"Dude you look dead" he continues to chuckle.

"Well that's fitting because I want to be right now" you groan out.

"Alright, I'll leave you alone. I'll even guard the door for you" he offers.

"Thanks Mr. Mullet, please make sure to thank Cindy for me and tell Prompto he can have his seat back" you ask getting more and more tired.

"Will do, have a good sleep Y/N" you hear him say before he leaves you.

Before you drift off you hear a faint excited scream assumedly from Prompto. You giggle a bit before finally getting what you wanted all along.

To be left alone

You as soon as someone walks near you:

#fanfic #ffxv fanfic #ffxv x reader #reader insert #ffxv prompto #final fantasy noctis #noctis caelum #prompto argentum #gladiolus amicitia #ignis ffxv #cindy ffxv #god i love it #i really like and hate this