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sinnhelmingrmoved · 5 years

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Hel and Fang are both polearm fighters. Why not have some sparring with a bet riding on it? A lil fun a lil flirty mostly getting a good sweat going. Get up close and personal trying to take your opponent down and get your way.

One more day until Vanille has to go out and find her new purpose. Time to spend it doing everything they can together until she has to go. Hel not wanting tears, but a happy memory to bookend Vanille’s time with her.

Hel doesn’t know shit about men and here comes Snow crashing in on the squad and giving her a crash course on the human male. Odd friendship ensues once they learn to get along with each other.

The chocobros gain something of a guardian angel, a false friend and ally who merely ensures parts are played and that Noctis is poised to do what her lover requires of him. During all of the subterfuge, two devoted servants to a royal start to bond.

‘I’m being held hostage by this small child and I don’t even mind please introduce me to Chocolina because I hear she is the best thing in the world next to you’ ; or, how Dajh is really good at this friend making thing.

Gladio got his ass beat by the divine once and is not over it, why won’t you face me in battle again you coward? And quoth the Messenger, boy, you would literally die if I came at you again.

Hel has been a part of Aerith’s life, never constant but coming and going as she can. She knew a daughter imprisoned, a girl in a church, and only at the end does Aerith come to realize what was truly hanging over her head -- and how it pains higher powers.

Everyone is on high alert that someone broke into a base and stole Ardyn’s car because it cannot be located. Hel rolls up two hours later in custody with smoothies and a lot of explaining to do because she just wanted to drive the car you monsters.

Cloud and Hel are both traveling worlds looking for people who are important to them in some ways. Hel could use his strength if he could use her connections as they move between KH worlds seeking the lost.

Axel and Saix are itching for a throne to throw as Hel struggles to run her own games behind the scenes. They soon become players in a cat and mouse scenario to obscure their exact motivations while forced to play along with Xehanort’s own ideas.

Hel becomes very intrigued by Barrett’s goals and ultimate success. What do you even do with weird goth chicks that know too much and are a little too happy to see you? What does she mean by she has a message from a friend?

She promises Zack will live on, but he’s not too pleased with the reality of that statement back on Earth. If Aerith is bad about bartering to go back I just imagine Zack is that but on crack. And now Hel is Suffering.

Hel becomes a north star to Xemnas across whatever time he finds himself in, always ready to welcome him back, always ready to listen. So what happens in a time when she cannot be found?

Even gets ‘adopted’ because Hel is just in love with him and his brain. Featuring Even actually having to answer to someone older than him and them talking lore and science for hours as their schedules allow.

Get your contract buddy ATW doesn’t deserve you and I’m taking all of you back to my realm where y’all will get some RESPECT. Yes, Aeleus, you are included in this staff breakout. No she won’t explain herself.

What better way to protect the future than gaining some divine backup? Hel would be happy to help Hope with his goals if she can stop asking who let a child run an organization on his own. No ma’am he is in fact an adult--

‘I don’t know if I kidnapped your moogle or if your moogle kidnapped me but apparently you needed something and I’m sorry for distracting the creature, how can I possibly make it up to you Serah?’

Rude is supposed to be keeping tabs on some kind of creature sighted in certain regions. Hel is less than thrilled with the surveillance, and starts playing games with Rude that leave him questioning if he has been compromised or not.

A Queen of Darkness and a Princess of Light come together in a sort of mentor-student arrangement where Hel can help Kairi grow stronger if Kairi will help get her up to speed on what the fuck the plot outside of the Organization even is to her.

Two immortals spot each other from across the castle despite the bodies they wear, recognize each other’s hearts, and start to roast the shit out of each other: A Hel and Xigbar story.

Local Guado Wants To Crack The Code Of How Lulu ‘Does That’ With Her Puppets, Starts Staying Almost Up Her Ass, Romance Ensues as They Discuss The Journey, Craft, and General Gayness.

A young Guado smells something Hinky on a not so local Guardian. No, Jecht, she will not be so easily put aside. She has the good booze and she will get answers, even if they are all fake.

Hel reunites with a Guardian she met in passing some years ago, and He Reeks of the Farplane. Not that it’s her place to judge. She’s just as curious as ever and willing to listen if he ever wants to talk about what he is.

Two outsiders to the Human majority of Spira band together and will not be separated. Hel is willing to share her spiritualism with Rikku if she will repay in kind with talk of Machina and her native tongue.

Hel actually hearing Dona out and seeing past her antagonism to the fact she’s still willing to undertake a Pilgrimage to try and save the world. Someone actually treats Dona politely. That means the world to me.

SHIPPING! (not necessarily our muses shipping together just shipping as a component of our muses interacting)

Hel discovers that Fang’s breaking point is softness and non-sexual PDA in public. So she continues to press this killswitch for her own amusement on a date night, letting Fang be both loved and mortified the entire evening.

Hel and Vanille get a pet, and then run through conversations they can have to convince Fang this is clearly the best idea ever and not trouble waiting to happen. Just a small domestic fluff about adding to their little family.

When your wives are very important and busy so you get to stay in all night and brag about how much you love them to another work widow(er), or how Snow and Hel don’t worry and just accept they are bonded to actual goddesses.

Hel tries to discern the exact relationship dynamics of the Chocobros and is chided for having ‘shipping goggles’ on. So she goes to Ignis to clear up any confusion. Shenanigans ensue as she either holds the crew dead to rights or is hilariously off the mark.

‘What does ‘If I Had To Pick a Dude’ even mean?’ ‘That you are overthinking a party game and making it weirder than it has to be.’ Or, did she actually mean anything by that or was Sazh just the most tolerable man present?

‘STOP LOOKING AT MY BONER WHEN WE FIGHT’ Or, does Gladio actually mean anything by that or is getting the blood pumping simply messing with his body in ways he cannot control?

Hel calls it Aerith’s Girlhood, a place set aside, a bed in a field of flowers, a sky sheltering and painted with false stars. She makes it soft for her. This is the way of courtship, isn’t it? I read a lot of Gluck and I need a ‘Myth of Devotion’ plot for them.

For ten years, she is the Night’s Queen, though he will not call her that. She is a consort, wearing the crown of an ancient queen, wandering broken hallways, watching him slowly come undone. And she loves him still. Ten years is nothing next to two thousand.

‘So what does Aerith mean to you?’ ‘A lot.’ ‘Oh. What does Zack mean to you?’ And she understands perfectly what his exhaustion with questions means. Road trips and the inevitable embarrassing romantic questions.

Axel and Hel both understanding what it is to watch the one you love battle with themselves, to become a stranger at their cruelest. Share a smoke. Waste the night playing ‘Yes, But’ with someone that understands.

Barrett’s very handsome, and she is very lonely, and she thinks he is a wonderful person. Does he have any plans, now that the Apocalypse is over? Or, she keeps getting weirder and keeps haunting his door.

‘So, you and Aerith, is that going to make things awkward?’ Hel thought she was tired before she started a relationship with both her Persephone and her Knight. Hel is, of course, entitled to be wrong. And exhausted. So very exhausted.

Hel presents Xemnas with an offering that must mean something to him, in what he knows of the old man’s life. She will have him always, if permitted. The question is, will he agree to sharing the Paopu to seal the deal?

‘Isn’t it slightly unethical to date your boss?’ Even is a grown man but Hel cannot help but tease his long term ‘thing’ with aforementioned Boss. But it’s also nice to hear of another side of the Sage King.

‘I will give you many munnies if you will escort me to this fancy dinner because your partner in crime is already spoken for. No, Aeleus, I did not say as my body guard. I said as my escort.’

‘You know, people really like that vulnerable, sensitive thing you have going on.’ ‘This is the last conversation I ever want to be having.’ Or words to that effect. Hel ribs The Baby for being a bit of A Babe when grown.

Please explain to Hel how your relationship works because she is fascinated by the fact someone looks at Snow and said yes, this is where I have chosen to lay my affections for life.

Surveillance Creeper happens to crash an anniversary dinner Rude arranged by sitting a few tables away, observing but never interfering, apparently minding her own business but she’s just THERE SHE’S RIGHT THERE.

Mombie talks to baby about relationships and girls and boys and just has a nice heart to heart about it all. Based on that one Kairi-As-Ansem’s-Daughter idea that I’m still so pumped about.

.Hel and Xigbar make a bet about the relationship status of two of the Foretellers. Both try to doctor the narrative to suit their own take on the pair, obscuring fact, fiction, history, and near fanfiction.

The morning after a ‘There Is Only One Bed’ trope, and how both actually feel comfortable and at ease after so long alone. Can be before relationship or their first night alone together in the same bed, but consider it, won’t you?

Hel has a discussion with someone that Summoners getting involved with their Guardians is completely natural. She talks like she has experience. Well, yeah, not personal experience but -- and someone’s brain breaks at what she is implying.

Hel feels sad about Auron being the only one left, having lost two people he loved. Two people who have lost a lot in different contexts just have a comforting moment together to not be alone. Not romo but more based on lost romo.

‘So tell me about this Paine I’ve heard so much about :))))’ or, Rikku comes to realize she has been adopted and her Guado Mom wants to meet the GF. Chaos can completely ensue coming off of this.

Dona’s pretty and Hel is gay, that’s all I got. Literally anything could happen up to and including Hel making a complete ass of herself trying to either avoid Dona or interact with her without throwing off pheromones.

AUS!

Hel is some kind of figure in the spotlight -- a socialite, a performer, someone of note. Fang is her bodyguard here to keep her safe. No one would ever guess at what happens behind closed doors, the tension that runs between the two of them in spite of contracts and official relationships.

Breakfast club college AU. Just a couple of girls trying to get their shit together and honest to God looking like a modern take on the eponymous movie. They love each other and are here to do kegstands.

Hel is snow’s weirdo neighbor in their apartment complex but damn if he doesn’t know ho to bring the community together. Sometimes in the worst ways, but hey, anything to kick goth chick out of her shell.

Ignis and Hel are rival spies. They play long games and pursue the same leads, each trying to end the stalemate between their respective countries. Both are also far closer to the ruling class than they allow the other to believe.

Hel is just a simple pediatrician. Dajh is a very adventurous boy with a very invested father. At this point Sazh is on her Yule card list, and the two strike up a sort of friendship after hours.

Gym bro/personal trainer Gladio gets a knew client that is too tiny too delicate for this world. That is exactly what she is here to work on. Time to get swole little chronically ill stick woman.

Local witch swears that Aerith’s is the best place to get ritual plants and flowers despite ribbing claiming that she has a crush on the owner, but that crush theory really starts to hold water when the plant Hel really really really needs once is a... succulent.

Ardyn’s the beautiful but chronically ill next best thing in art, fashion, or film. Hel is his nurse and constant companion, the only one that gets to see the man behind the glamour when he is at his worst. Romance ensues.

There’s only one thing above an Angel, and she has come to offer herself to Cloud in his world-saving pursuits. If a covenant can be forged, then who knows what he will become, but at least this ghost will be real.

Yeah it’s awkward for our partners that we moved in next door to each other, but that’s really Isa and Xemnas’ baggage. I, on the other hand, like you and want to be friends. Or, Lea and Hel are goblins.

Hel as the relative to one of ShinRa’s high rollers, selling out her uncle’s secrets and business dealings to AVALANCHE without a second’s hesitation. She’s the inside woman, and one of Barrett’s biggest supporters, even if only in silence.

The feather that fell on the Colosseum did not belong to a certain Angel. What happens when Hel interferes in the life of one mortal who wants only to be a hero, one willing to work hard to get there?

Xemnas is the new literary hotness trying his hand at a play. Hel is the actress that fought tooth and nail for the lead roll. Problem: She has more chemistry with the creator than her fellow lead.

Hel is what was dragged into the lab twelve years ago. For freedom from this castle, she can whisper eldritch knowledge in Even’s ear, slippery as poison. What, precisely, have they pulled from the Darkness, and what threat does she present?

Similar to the above, but Hel knows not how to reason with this guard. He is meant to protect, to defend. All she can do is study him with those cold, sad eyes, try to stir his heart while he still has it.

We Are All Just God’s Abandoned Children. That’s one way to welcome a young foster kid to the house, but Hel is going to look out for this younger kid Hope anyway. Found family ensues.

Mog the Dog is in love with Garmr the Dog. We have to stop meeting like this. People will talk. They’re on texting terms just to say ‘Your dog’s here, he’s fine. Either he’ll find his way home or you can come get him whenever.’

Why would ShinRa have her trailed by the TURKS if they didn’t suspect her of her involvement with AVALANCHE? Tiem for Hel to pull out all the stops to try and throw Rude off her scent.

Reuniting with your family is hard. Harder when you have no memory of said family and Dad has a new love interest. Despite all of that, Hel comes to dote on Kairi, giving them a chance to bond and Kairi get a mom.

A Hel and Xigbar idea: Politician’s daughter and Assassin. MB he’s assigned to keep an eye on her when shit gets real in some of her father’s business dealings. Whether he’s for or against her family would be fun to plot.

Local Goth Summons The Goddess of the Dead, Intentionally or Otherwise ; Death Thinks She’s Kind of Cute. Lulu gains a patron and Hel gains a crush. Everyone goes home happy.

Hel’s the nerdy shy kid in gym class and Jecht is the zealous coach that she despises. Except then she needs an athletic extracurricular to round out her college application. Teeth clenched teamwork for personal and team success.

High fantasy AU where Auron is the black knight who presses on, with a rider all in black hounding his every step. She appears every night to share his company, a little wine, and remind him of their bargain. She’s not reaped him yet, but once his business on earth is settled... He will return to her embrace.

Hel finds a new community once kicked out of Guado society. Or, in which Hel follows after the Al-Bhed and becomes a part of Rikku’s life from a young age, thus securing Momability.

Hel becomes one of Dona’s guardians along the way, and the two fight viciously over who gets to use the brain cell while being harmonious in most other aspects of traveling together. Romance may or may not ensue.

Other muses!

Eraqus: Please stop wrecking shit this is getting out of hand-- Fang: FcuK YUO-- And then they gotta fight and cause further property damage.

I don’t know whose verse we base it in but I need Vanille and Gwynevere to team up, maximize slay, and generally be absolute icons with soft spots for their legendary badass partners.

Kokoro and Snow interacting would be amazing and you know it. I don’t know who would crack first. Kokoro’s realism or Snow’s optimism.

Aqua, Ignis, and discussing how you have to be the strong one holding up the ones you love, no matter the cost. I feel like we could really break our hearts with this one.

Eraqus and Sazh could get frustrated at the kids for having gone a little nuts while they were out on a date, but y’know what? They’re in a good mood. Just cuddle and let the kids sleep and deal with it in the morning.

Eraqus, formerly of the Kingsguard before he got too old to serve, and the esteem of one young Amacitia mb. That or Gladio befriends Eraqus just to piss Kokoro off if we wanna play it that way.

Kokoro being uselessly gay for Aerith FOR TEN YEARS in Traverse Town and having no brain cells to actually convey that to her, then they meet again in Radiant Garden and well fuck she’s still crushing hard.

Every night, the Kingsguard’s daughter storms the city, makes her way towards the Citadel, and means to slay the Dragon. He has not killed her yet. Ardyn and Kokoro have a particular dance, and they cannot say why.

Aerith and Cloud getting soft comrade moments because they have both been through so much please. Please let them catch one break and get to act their actual ages and have a moment for life before it’s all gone for one of them.

Aria and Axel would be fantastic because they’re both a very controlled flame, they both just sort of are casually dangerous. I just want to play them off of each other and see if they end up allies or rivals.

Eraqus and Barrett working together in the field in our FF7 AU. Looking out for each other. Timing their attacks perfectly for the opportunity to fuck ShinRa up as much as possible.

Eraqus has to deal with this kid that is infatuated with his student. Does that kid have a boombox. What the fuck. This shit keeps happening.

Roleswap Xemkoro. Eraqus having become too zealous and thrown off the balance of light and darkness, seeking Kingdom Hearts to wash the world in light and begin again. Xemnas as the echo of an old friend who will see this ended before it goes that far. Kokoro the dutiful daughter who runs things in her father’s absence, who is drawn to this familiar stranger even as they oppose one another at every turn.

Even’s adopting Kokoro. Your father forbid you from pursuing certain knowledge? Terrible, he doesn’t deserve to be a father. I am your father now. We’re going to the opera. You have so much to learn. Meet your brother Ienzo.

We don’t know why Mads has imprinted on this guard in particular, she just has and she will not leave him alone.

I just want Aerith and hope to interact and her to try and cheer him up please. please.

Just throw Serah at anyone via time travel and all of that I can just imagine her falling into anyone’s life tbh. Try and dance around who you are and where in the hell you came from.

Aria is a TURK in training and guess who she gets to shadow for a day? Teach Her Rude!

Aqua and Kairi need to bond! Aqua and Kairi need to have a mentor-student dynamic! They need to catch up! They need to be friends! I will not be silenced!

Eraqus as a descendant of Brain, who fought to oppose MoM and Luxu, meeting with Luxu in some body before Braig. Can you even imagine the tension and sins of the father in that room? Sweet Jesus.

Braska mb interacting with Lulu once or twice because he wants to know about the other children his daughter is so fond of, the ones who... will be there for her, when he is not. Let’s all have a cry about it.

Long Dad Talk ‘Come To Yevon’ meetings between Braska and Jecht where Braska offers no judgment, only support for Jecht to get better. BC growth is important. And so is being a good dad, Braska knows.

Auron’s Bi Awakening for this church pretty boy.

Flower girl meets machine girl. IDK how. Aerith and Rikku rights.

Kokoro and Dona are implicitly to the public confirmed behind closed doors sapphic summoners. cuteness ensues.

Other Muse AUs!

I still want the Xemkoro Penny Dreadful AU. Our haunted and hell-touched protagonist with the werefox lady lead far from home. With Kokoro still trying to figure out how the hell Satan thought appearing as ATW was going to make Xem drop his pants. And then gets baffled that it worked.

Younger Eraqus ends up in Radiant Gardens and runs into Even. Has to play it cool about not being from this world. This world he knows nothing about. Even smells a rat.

Ok hear me out AU where ATW cannot and does not return. Mads goes from heiress apparent to a girl-queen to a world she cannot remember. Kokoro stays on as her regent, arguing that though she is an outsider, she is a blue blood, a noble, the descendant of royalty in her own homeland. But both she and the young queen will need a defender. And for that, she turns to a certain guard...

The Xemrith Hades and Persephone AU. Let’s do it. Let’s go all out. I wanna see it come to fruition.

Also, Xemqua Deathless AU. A deathless king spirits away a clever young fairytale maiden, and all the tears and horror that comes with such a story.

Braska is not the one to defeat Sin. He and his party have to go home and face themselves and figure out ‘What Now?’ as we go fully AU.

Single Dad muses in a modern AU forming a friend group. They all hang out once or twice a month and do fun things together. It’s great. It’s soothing. Nobody goes it alone.

Aerith and Zack getting a happily ever after??? In an AU???

Modern AU Braska, Jecht, and Auron navigating a relationship like the Fooles they are. Braska’s a simple youth pastor with a lot of love to give and incalculable migraines from his babes.

Mads and Rikku as friends burning the whole ass world to the ground. Because come on. Come on.

Anything with my Eraqus and your Aqua please I am dying here. I need some good family interactions.

Kokoro and Fang as sparring partners in some form or fashion. I need to see my queens just battle for dominance. I am very gay please have mercy.

KH AU Gwynevere as a pinnacle of a land of light having to come face to face with Xemnas and all the darkness that follows him.

Kokoro continues to bully Gladio no matter the verse. Because we know she does. Gladio has no rights.

AU where Kairi and Mads are like roommates or neighbors or online pals and get to be sunshine girls and nobody is hurt and no one has any loss of worlds to forget.

Aria as an AVALANCHE agent who infiltrated the TURKs and all that implies for your muses. Good for any of the rebels or even for Rude as far as plotting goes.

A whole ass pantheon AU. Get all our muses in it. Go absolutely balls to the wall nuts.

Mads playing matchmaker to Kokoro and Xemnas in some modern verse. Maybe playing Cyrano and leaving them little clues and letters allegedly from each other.

Sami we are simple gays. And we need DnD AUs. And we can divide our muses into parties and just have at it in some setting. Pwease.

Braska being a supportive dad to pop star Yuna and Rikku is along for the ride and so now he has a whole other kid to be taking care of.

AUs where ships were just a moment off of canon. Where someone walked away, where they just missed each other, where love did not conquer, where love did not last, where someone died, where someone lived, just. The what if of a life without each other.

Fuck me sideways can you imagine Braska Auron and Jecht in a college AU because I don’t think Jecht’s liver will survive.

Kokoro actually embraces her adolescent feelings for a childhood friend and pursues Aqua, only for RP canon to still happen as outlined.

Kokoro mainverse where she is a high born lady of Scala and Aqua arrives to explain what has been going down in the last twelve years and ‘oh no I’m gay.’

And, of course, that one Xemkoro idea we have involving the story never truly ending ;)

And because I still owe you two, here are two generals:

A time traveler’s wife au, any ship u want bb.

Family stuff. Found families, adoption, siblings, parent and child, ship babies, the pet is basically our kid, we have each other and that makes our family, anything I just need some familial relationships to water my crops.

#plottingmeme;#destinysthralls #ask #I GAVE YOU EXACTLY WHAT YOU ASKED FOR BECAUSE I CARE.

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xylianna · 6 years

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*sips margarita* What are our boys like drunk?

I tend to agree with the notion that booze doesn’t change you, it just lowers your inhibitions and strengthens traits you normally keep a bit more reserved, or similar things. That’s based on no science at all other than me drinking and noting now I react and why. :D On to the Drunk Chocobros!

Noctis: I feel bad for this (a little, maybe) but I picture Noct as the Weepy Drunk. He loves everyone. He loves you, and you, and you, and please give me a hug. God I love you guys. And then he falls asleep.

Prompto: Spazzy Drunk, for sure. Like I’m picture me after the second glass of wine? The way I get when I answer 800 tumblr inbox things like tonight, haha! I think he acts a lot more confident when drunk because its easier to ignore the little whispers of the anxiety sock puppet when you’re three sheets to the wind. Notice I say ‘act’ not ‘is’ because I actually head canon as strong AF. Anxiety/depression/etc doesn’t make you weak. But I think he can feel intimidated knowing that compared to the other bros, he’s the commoner friend (his sentiment not theirs), so it can be hard to be terribly assertive.

Gladio: I think just becomes more Gladio?? I mean with him what you see is already what you get. I could see him being even more snuggly and maybe swearing a bit more, but I also kinda head canon him as the friend who makes sure you get home okay and drink a glass of water and are okay. Because he’s Gladio.

Ignis: I’m sorry, Iggy. I just keep hurting you in my writing lately, and this ask will be no exception. In the extremely rare occasion he allows himself to get drunk - let me emphasize, extremely rare - I think he’d be a very quiet drunk who edges into maudlin when he gets supremely trashed. I mean, I’d like to think that when he’s just buzzed, he gets to giggle and be affectionate and let himself unbend a little. But fuck, his duty is so graven unto his very soul, I see him going past tipsy fast to that heavy drunk stage where you either try to solve the mysteries of the universe, or reflect on every mistake you’ve ever made, or just end up in a corner alternately sobbing and glaring into your glass.

I CHOOSE TO BELIEVE THAT IF IGGY GETS DRUNK WITH THE BROS THAT IT GOES BETTER THOUGH CAUSE GLADIO CUDDLES AND NOCT HUGS AND PROM SINGS AND DANCES OKAY.

#ask xy #head canon #drunk chocobros #crossedquills

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impossibletruths · 6 years

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AU where Lunafreya is the cool, calculating queen of Tenebrae who was put on the throne young as a puppet of Nifleheim and has fought tooth and nail for every scrap of power given her; she wears her reputation with icy pride, because she has earned that quiet fear, and she will do everything in her power to keep her country, people, and legacy safe.

Unfortunately, to everyone outside Tenebrae it looks like the Oracle has gone over to Niflheim’s side. So Glaive operatives Nyx Ulric and Crowe Altius go undercover in Tenebrae to find out the true extent of the queen’s power and her ties to Niflheim, and after a series of cold, cautious meetings, Lunafreya and the Glaives slowly realize everything isn’t what it seems and maybe they’re on the same side after all.

featuring: Libertus as the tech/supplies guy, Drautos as their handler who is playing both sides off each other, Regis as the well-meaning king who thinks he has failed Lunafreya and lost her to the enemy, and the chocobros as... comic relief? idk. but it’s definitely a political intrigue heavy Cold War-esque story full of secrets and shifting loyalties and a Don’t Trust Anyone vibe

#lunafreya nox fleuret #ffxv #lunyx #kingsglaive #lunyxweek #this ABSOLUTELY does not count as a submission but I'd write it for the dark!au probably #cause luna would be a little cruel and calculating and so very familiar with sacrifice that she almost forgets it #anyways like #yeah I /could/ write it #but what if I just talk about it instead #for later #mine; ffxv #ish

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wispofisis · 1 year

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The chocobros found marshmallow rabbits feet and made mini easter cookie houses. Too Cute! 🐇🐇🐇🐇

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iamthechocobabe · 7 years

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A Camping Adventure

Okay, so I kind of wrote this when I’m only going on two hours of sleep, but I really wanted to punch this out before going to bed. I might go back later and do some edits. Also, maybe I’m just not good at threesomes-oh, well, it’s done. I’m sure one of you guys will be happy.

I’m aware we’re all in Noctis Hell right now, but I’m going to tag @cupnoodle-queen @gladiolus-mamacitia and @roses-and-oceans in an attempt to bribe them to the small corner of Chocobro hell reserved for Gladiompt stuff (Prolius?)

Come, join the small corner of hell with me-I have cookies (◕‿◕)♡ (◕‿◕)♡

A Camping Adventure GladiolusXReaderXPrompto Word Count: 2,962

"Which one of us is hotter?"

The sudden question from Prompto made you choke on your Cup Noodles, the shock of the question from the sweet blonde boy almost having you throwing your Noodles into the campfire. Gladio was only amused as he chuckled and tapped on your back in typical boyfriend duties as you choked and coughed, trying to force a stray noodle out of your lungs.

"Did you seriously just ask that?" You wheeze as you grab a paper napkin Prompto had brought on the trip and used it to cough into. "What are we, twelve?"

"Noctis and Ignis aren't here to chastise us," Prompto argued. "Come on, which of us is hotter?"

"I am not answering that," Gods, you were so glad Noctis and Ignis had to leave camp to go see to something in Coernix station or you would be dying with embarrassment right now.

"Something you wanna tell me, babe?" Gladio growled into your ear, his deep and resonating voice sending a shiver down your spine. Gladio always had that weird ability of turning you on with just his voice.

"Ugh, Gladdy," You punch him slightly and look at Prompto. "I'm obviously gonna say my boyfriend,"

"Are you just saying that because he's here?"

"No, gods," Shaking your head, you try to hide yourself behind your hair out of embarrassment. "Look, I find you both equally attractive, okay?"

"So..." Gladio sat back in his camping chair and stroked the stubble on his chin thoughtfully. "Then you'd sleep with both of us? At the same time?"

You snicker a little-while you meant it as a joke, you couldn't deny the little flame that lit up in your center at the thought of being with Gladio and Prompto...at the same time. You fight those feelings though, covering them up with sarcasm. "Oh, hell yeah, Gladdy. I would ride you both into the ground,"

You thought the two would have looked shock at your statement, maybe having Prompto blushing like crazy. Instead, they both just looked thoughtful and while the thought of them actually taking this entire damn thing seriously made your heart go crazy, you immediately backtracked. "Uh, kidding, guys. I'm kidding,"

And you were kidding...

Well, sort of.

When you walked into the tent to see Gladio reading in nothing but his pants, you felt your mouth water quite a bit at the sight of his tattoos that rippled over the many muscles on his shoulders and back. With that, you wasted no time crawling into his lap and gently plucking the book out of his hands, sure to fold a corner of the page so he wouldn't lose his spot as you tossed the book aside.

"Babe, I was reading that," Gladio says, but still groans softly when you grind your center against him.

"I have something else you can read," You reach underneath your camping shirt and undo your bra, maneuvering it off your body without taking your shirt off.

"Prompto will be back any second-and I still think that's a form of wizardry," Gladio chuckles and slips his tongue into your more than welcoming mouth, causing you to sigh and begin to relax into his mouth and embrace.

"Women do it all the time," you mumble and reach your hand between the two of you so you can grab onto the front of his pants that were beginning to tent, much to your satisfaction.

Turning you around, Gladio sits you in between his legs and reaches over for the book. "After this chapter, promise," he whispers while nibbling on your neck and you giggle when his teeth hit a ticklish spot.

You pout, but can't resist sitting back against his warm chest and relax as he opens his book. "Fine," you grumble, but focus on the page he's reading-it's one of those mystery books about an intense chase between a detective and a criminal and you read the words, slightly interested in what's happening.

It's not long before you feel Gladio nibbling on your neck once again-you're not even aware that you're leaning back even more into his chest, letting your eyes close as Gladio puts the book down and reaches his hands underneath your shirt to palm your bare breasts. Kneading the mounds gently, you gasp softly when your nipples are pinched slightly and you jolt like you've just been shocked.

By now, the two of you are completely melting, both of you feeling completely relaxed and not rushed at all. Gladio runs his hand down your chest and unbuttons the denim shorts you wore camping so he could slip his hand down your pants, above your underwear. Rubbing his fingers over your center gently, you start to mewl at the intensity of the combination of his fingers and the now soaked fabric stimulating your clit. Gladio turns your face to his so he can touch your lips with his gently, then increasing the pressure of his hands on your center and breast as the kiss deepened.

You're so into it that when you hear a small gasp, you wrench your lips away from Gladio's and open your eyes to see Prompto now in the tent, watching you two like he was watching a dirty movie.

"Astrals, Prompto," you couldn't stop the tiny yelp when you noticed Prompto watching you. "You scared the shit out of me,"

"Sorry," he mumbled, but never averted his eyes as Gladio continued to massage your breast and center. You're so stunned by what you're feeling that you don't even think about shrugging Gladio's hands off, not that you really wanted to. Somehow, having Prompto watch you and Gladio sent electricity to your nerve endings and made you tingle with excitement.

"Gonna ride us into the ground, babe?" Gladio growled into your ear and squeezed the hand that was down your pants, and you barely bite back a moan as you feel pressure against your center and clit. Gladio was an excellent puppeteer and always knew how to tug your strings to make you tremble in his arms and you're suddenly wondering if Prompto was just as good at making someone tremble in his arms....

"I was..." You were trying to say you were kidding, but your voice fades away as Prompto slowly crawls up to you and your eyes strain down to notice his shirt riding up slightly to show a patch of skin on his hip and you have a sudden image of running your hands up his shirt and feeling the lean muscles on his back, digging your nails into his shoulder blades as he thrust into you.

Prompto approaches you and the look in his bright blue eyes are uncertain, silently asking you for permission. Lust takes over as you reach forward and attach your lips to Prompto's, moaning as you feel his tongue beginning to tangle with your own tongue and you reach down to tug Prompto's shirt off. Gladio continues to rub his hand down your pants and his other on your breast-when you reach up to run your hand through Prompto's hair, you realize that your hands are shaking, so you mentally try to relax them...it doesn't work, but all be damned if you were gonna stop now.

"That's it, babe," Gladio purrs as he pushes aside your underwear and slips a finger in you. "Show your magic tongue,"

Prompto breaks the kiss, the sight of the small trail of saliva trailing between you two making your stomach hum in anticipation. "Magic tongue, eh?" That was new, but you go with it and reach forward to show Prompto your tongue when Gladio chuckles and pulls you back to his chest.

"I was talking to Prompto," He whispers in your ear and you swear your heart stops when Prompto winks at you and takes off your shorts and underwear to slowly drag them down your legs. He tosses the shorts to the side, still somehow leaving your underwear on one of your calves as he puts the leg over his shoulder and settles his face in between your center, over your radiating heat.

Reaching his hands under your shirt, Gladio continues to palm your breasts as he watches Prompto over your shoulder. "Show her what you're made of, Prom,"

Spreading your folds, Prompto gently grazes his tongue over your center, taking a nice, long lick before running his lower lip over your clit and you swear that you can probably orgasm just by having Prompto's breath against your center.

"Quit stalling," Gladio growls and reaches down to run his hand through Prompto's hair, gripping the back and gently shoving his face towards your folds. "Make her come,"

"Alright, already," Prompto looks up to glare slightly at Gladio, but obeys and slips your tongue into your center. The muscle curves and goes farther than you would have thought it would and you buck your hips instinctively, which causes Prompto to speed up his tongue, lapping at your folds, preparing you for the quickest orgams you had ever had.

"Oh! Fuck," you hiss, feeling your toes curl as Prompto's tongue was apparently very magic indeed. Prompto trades between pushing his tongue in and out of your center and wiggling his tongue quickly on your clit and the alternating movements cause your legs to tremble.

"That was quick," Gladio chuckles again after you keen, feeling yourself coming undone to Prompto's tongue and Prompto licking all of your juices up.

With a soft kiss to your clit, Prompto sits up and giggles a little at the sight of you practically comatose as you lied against Gladio's chest, your eyes wide and mouth hanging open at the intense and fast orgasm you just had. Gladio pulls your face to his so he can kiss you, lazily tangling your tongues together.

"You enjoy that, babe?" Gladio whispers against your lips.

"Heeehhh," Was the only noise you could muster, feeling completely spent already.

"Don't get too comfortable," Gladio backs away, laying you down gently on your back and kisses you again. "The night's just beginning,"

Gladio crawls over and spreads your legs wide, licking his lips at the sight of you soaked through with your legs trembling and hands still shaking. Prompto crawls up so he's lying right next to you and begins running his fingers through your hair, his touch more gentle and soft, the opposite of what you were used to with Gladio.

"You okay?" Prompto asks, some of the first words he's spoken since starting this.

Laughing, you start tracing your fingertips on the freckles on Prompto's face before placing gentle kisses there. "Never been better,"

"Hey, Prom-" Gladio starts tugging at the bottom of your simple t-shirt. "I think one of us is too dressed for this occasion-help her out?"

Prompto perks up and practically yanks you to sit up right so he can hastily pull your shirt off, causing you to giggle in Prompto's rush to see you completely naked. You smile lovingly at Gladio and realize that he already had taken his pants off, but are distracted when Prompto pushes you gently back to the floor of the tent and starts caressing your breasts.

Prompto just stares at your breasts, watching the soft flesh morph under his hands as he kneaded the mounds. "They're...you're so beautiful," Prompto whispers and reaches down to latch his mouth onto one of your nipples, his tongue circling the nub before sucking it in between his teeth and tugging at it.

Prompto does the same for your other breast before trailing his tongue down your ribcage and tracing it over your stomach to dip into your belly button, placing an open kiss there. As you're running your hands through Prompto's hair to encourage him, you look up and see Gladio panting as he palmed his erection at the sight of Prompto kissing your upper torso, like seeing someone else kissing your breasts and belly button was turning him on.

When your eyes meet, Gladio smirks and looks you up and down before reaching over and running his hand through your hair a little harshly, gripping onto some strands as he adjusts himself just outside your center. "You really are beautiful," Gladio agrees with Prompto before pushing into you, making you moan loudly as you feel his massive erection fill you completely once again.

"Mmm," Prompto hums as he sits up to watch Gladio grab onto one of your legs to hike it up so your knee was against your chest as continued to thrust into you, slowly at first, then beginning to speed up as your cries got louder. Prompto palms your breast with one hand and unbuckles his pants with the other, freeing his erection and palming it as he watches Gladio make work of you.

Gladio reaches down to plant a desperate kiss to you and as he reaches down to rub your clit and soon enough, you feel your release building once again, building to the brink and just getting ready to crest-

"Gladio, slow down for a sec," Prompto taps on Gladio's shoulder and Gladio reluctantly backs away, but not before sucking on your bottom lip. As he sits up, Prompto pecks a kiss on your lips and smiles. "I've got an idea,"

Gladio obeys Prompto and slows down his thrusts and you almost start crying at the sudden loss of friction. Prompto gives you relief, though as he bends over to your center and attaches his lips to your clit as Gladio continues to thrust into you slowly. The feeling of having your clit sucked on while still being thrust into you was a first and brand new sensation and you hold onto Prompto's hair for dear life as he brings you to edge once more and you curve your spine and clench your toes when you come for the second time that night.

When the haze fades away, you still feel the sensation of a tongue over your clit and gentle thrusts into you-Prompto has never stopped sucking and Gladio still rocked gently into you, sending your overly stimulated nerves over the edge. You try to back away, but Gladio has an iron lock on your legs while Prompto tightens his fingers over your hips as he makes a loud and lewd slurping noise over your clit.

"G-Gladio," you tug on Prompto's hair, but he never stops as he continues to suck and Gladio just shoots you a wink as he thrusts very deeply into you. "Prompto, Gladio, please, FUCK-"

You're almost screaming as you come undone once again, this time seeing stars as your nerves go into complete overdrive at the stimulation.

Prompto finally lets up and Gladio stops for a minute to let you catch your breath, but you don't want it to stop-neither of them have come yet. Gesturing to Prompto, you grab onto the front of his unzipped pants and tug him towards you so you can pull his pants down a little to have better access to his erection, tonguing the head, licking from the base to the tip before greedily taking it into your mouth and sucking it into your throat until you started to gag as a reflex. You refuse to stop as you take him in completely, bobbing your head up and down and making Prompto moan as he stared down at you with wonder.

"Fuck, Gladio," Prompto whispers as Gladio begins to pick up his thrusting again. "You are so fucking lucky,"

"I know," Gladio mumbles and reaches down to rub at your clit again, making you moan through your nose as you swirled and sucked on the tip of Prompto's member before taking it completely once again, still bobbing your head up and down and picking up the pace with Gladio's thrusts.

"Shit," Gladio huffs, his thrusts quick and shallow, the movements of his fingers over your clit are moving in quick circles and you feel yourself coming undone once again.

"Shit," Prompto mimics and tugs at your hair. "Let go, I'm-I'm gonna-"

"Fuck-" Gladio hisses as he comes in short and quick spurts into you and you're whimpering as you feel yourself reaching completion just after Gladio, the sensation almost making you stop your administrations on Prompto. You don't stop, despite the orgasm still coursing through your veins and you suck Prompto in deeply once again.

"Aaaaah," Prompto comes with a whine and you swallow everything he shoots into your mouth, despite the gag reflex wanting to make you cough it up.

Gladio collapses on top of you, resting his head on your chest while Prompto rests his head next to yours, gently tracing his lips over your eyebrow and you nip at his chin.

"Well," you gasp, still reeling. "I didn't exactly ride you guys into the ground, but I think we had fun anyway,"

Gladio chuckles and nips at your breast while Prompto just smiles, too overstimulated to come up with any decent words. Sitting up, Prompto gazes into your eyes lazily. “So, you never answered my question...”

You’re biting your lip to keep yourself from laughing when you hear the tent zipper dragging down its path and you suck in your breath at what Noctis and Ignis were about to see.

"Well, we've discovered-" Ignis starts to crawl into the tent, but stops dead in his tracks when he notices you and Gladio completely naked and Prompto almost as naked, just with his pants down to his knees. Without another word, Ignis turns around and exits the tent, closing the zipper and you giggle when you hear Noctis whining about not wanting to sleep outside and Ignis practically telling him to shut up and grab his sleeping bag.

Prompto looks at the tent flap and looks back at you and Gladio. "Does this mean we can't go again?"

#ffxv #ffxv smut #ffxv fanfiction #prompto argentum #gladiolus amicitia #prompto reader #gladiolus reader #promptoxgladiolusxreader #gladiolusxreaderxprompto #huh

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ff15trashgoldenslumbers · 7 years

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Just saw this blog and I loved the S.O being possessed one, you write the guys so well! Can I request a similar scenario like this, except while the S.O is possessed, whatever weapon they have in their hands they end up like, stabbing themselves so they don't hurt whatever one of the chocobros they're with? o____o They don't die, but almost do? Sorry if this doesn't make sense, thank you!

Thank you so much! I’m so glad you liked it and that I’m doing a good job writing the boys. I was super worried I was making them too OC.

This one I did a little different than the Deamon ones, so hopefully it’s just as good.

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You couldn’t believe how stupid you were, Ardyn had somehow tricked you.

That bastard tricked you!

Separating you from the others, and placed some type of spell, some type of curse on you, so you couldn’t control your body. Your mind was still your own, but your body was his puppet to do with as he pleased, as he tormented the others.

Noctis

Your body let out a scream, as you charged at Noctis, your own sword raised to strike the man. Your possessed body slashing and swinging at the man as if you had no training at all.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” Noctis called, warping out the way of a second random swing from your wild attack.

You couldn’t answer him, no matter how much you wanted to, only able to shed tears as you attacked him. Only to think of how ridiculous you must have looked, attacking your Prince, your boyfriend, trying to kill him.

“Noct!” Prompto called from somewhere that was your left.

“Don’t, Y/n is still in there!” Noctis yelled, as you slashed again, only to watch him block.

Another scream of pain erupted from your throat, as you swung at the man, only to realize at the last second your sword shifted to the right. You were gaining a little control over your body, your only thought being that you had to end this.

Noctis could only watch, as you slowly rose your sword again, rushing the man straight on. Out of instinct the man tossed his sword away, to warp after it, only to realize mid-warp that you had changed direction, going after his sword. “Y/N, wait!”

Yet instead of reaching out to grab it like he thought, you stepped into the blade’s path, sword slashing open your left side, your body immediately hitting the ground, as if someone had cut the strings to a puppet.

Your fingers twitched, you did it, as you heard a deep chuckle somewhere on the battlefield.

“Seems you figured out a way to break the spell, my little Princess.”

“Ardyn!” Noctis growled.

You turned your head to the figure beside you, gasping as you realized it was indeed Ardyn, wanting to crawl away, but you’re body felt heavy. At least you could now feel it. Letting out a cry in pain, as you felt Ardyn’s hand move on your open wound.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, you created quite the mess.” He chuckled, only to leap back as Noctis raced over slashing at the man. “Do see to that, Noct, she won’t last very long.” The man replied, before disappearing.

Your eyes were becoming so much more heavy, as you reached out to the blurry figure that was your boyfriend. “Noct…”

“Y/N!” Noctis gasped turning to you, panicking as he looked to the blood spilling from the large gash on your left side. “What were you thinking?”

You couldn’t help but smile, as you focused on those blue eyes before you, “Noct…” You whispered cupping his face, before everything became black.

A warm comfort to your right side, a very familiar warm comfort to your right side. You opened heavy eyes, noticing that you were at a campsite, bundled up in a sleeping bag, Twitching your left hand, as you noticed a bandaged just under your ribcage, where the sword pierced you, and a couple of potion bottles not far from your head. Moving your vision back to the right, as you saw the familiar spiky mess that was Noctis’ hair, laying beside you on his own sleeping bag, curled up to you tightly.

Moving your shoulder the best you could, with the man currently making sure you didn’t roll to your side reopening your wound. Smiling as those familiar blue eyes opened to look at you, watching as sleep left them rather quickly as he sat up.

“Y/N, are you okay, are you hungry?” He asked.

You shook your head, too weak to sit up and embrace him like you wanted, you still felt so sleepy, wanting nothing more than to cuddle up next to him, a soft groaned escaping your throat, “Noct,please.”

The Prince seemed to understand the call, as he unzipped your sleeping back of your right side, curling up beside you, so you could rest your head under his chin. Falling back into a dreamless sleep almost immediately.

Prompto

You felt yourself hyperventilating as you stood before Prompto, one of his guns held in your hand pointing toward the blonde, who had his arms raised, refusing to fight against you. How did you allow this to happen, how did you allow Ardyn control over your body?

“Don’t be afraid now, how is this any different than what you do to those others.” Ardyn chuckled standing beside you, as he gently nudged the gun to get a more accurate shot of Prompto.

You’re panting seemed to shake the rest of your body, “Prompto.”

“I know this isn’t your fault, Y/n” Prompto smiled softly, his hands still raised.

Ardyn maneuvered your hand causing your finger to put pressure on the trigger, “Just a little twitch and you’re free to go, it’s that easy.”

“Please, please, please.” You beg to whomever would listen, tears falling from your eyes. “Please I can’t. Please.” You cried, as your finger squeeze the trigger, only for Ardyn to suddenly shove your arm down, causing you to shoot at Prompto’s feet with a scream escaping your throat.

“Let’s try this again.” Ardyn chuckled, as you let out a sob, your arm still shaking. “It appears you have one more bullet left, better make this one count.”

You turned your head to Ardyn, “Please don’t make me do this!”

Ardyn’s eyes widen in mock sympathy, as he looked to you, “Oh why not, he’s just as empty as the rest of them.”

“Please, he’s not.” You beg, feeling your arm still shaking, as the weight of the gun seemed to double, was he actually going to let you go?

“You make a compelling argument, but then again…” Ardyn laughed, as he touched your arm, all the control he had over it disappearing, yet the forced feeling remained in the rest of your body.

Your mind racing, before you could even think it through, you pulled the gun to your right hip, a smile on your face, “I’m so sorry Prompto.”

“Y/N” Prompto called in shock, as you pulled the trigger, hearing a loud pop, before a rush of pain blossomed from your side. You couldn’t even shriek, as you collapsed faceforward to the ground.

“And she was so close.” Ardyn chuckled, “Oh well, do see to her young Prompto, she does have long.”

You heard Prompto’s clumsy footfalls by your head, the blondes entire attention on you, as he removed the fabric often tied around his waist, pushing it against your wounded right side. Tears falling from his eyes, as he panicked, not knowing what to do,

“Y/N, why would you do that?” He cried, before turning else where, “Noct! Ignis!”

You slowly reached a hand out, taking his left in your own, “I know…”

Prompto turned frantic eyes back to you again, “Hang on, Ignis will be here soon with a Hi-Potion.”

“Okay.” You whisper, eyes closing, you could hear him screaming and begging you to stay awake, but Prompto you were so sleepy.

“…she’ll be fine Prompto.” Ignis voice cut through the blackness, followed by what sounded like a door opening than closing.

Opening your eyes, you found yourself on a rollaway bed, in some motel, glancing around, before you found Prompto sitting in a chair by the bedside. The blonde was playing on his phone, and hadn’t noticed you, but whatever he was doing couldn’t distract him long enough,since he kept clicking away at the device, more than likely opening and closing the same 3 tabs.

“Chocoboo,” You call softly, rolling over to your left, flinching as your wound strained against the movement, laughing only seemed to aggravate it more as you watched him almost drop his phone.

“Y/n, you’re up? Are you feeling okay? Do you need me to get Ignis? Something to drink?” He panicked, as reached out your left hand from the blanket. Relief seeming to wash over his face, as he took your hand. “I was so scared.”

Slowly moving your other hand out the bed to encircle the one that was holding yours, “Me too.”

Prompto placed down his phone, he crawled into the small bed, luck would have it that you both could fit, the two of you laying side by side staring into each other’s eyes. “I’m sorry…”

“Shh, this wasn’t your fault.” You whispered softly, pulling his left hand up to cradle between the two of you. Resting your forehead against his, as his freckles slowly disappeared from vision, your eyes becoming heavy again. “How long was I asleep?”

“About two days.”

“Did you sleep?”

“… No.”

You kissed the hand cradled in your own, “Go to sleep Prompto.” You reply, before drifting back off to sleep.

Gladiolus

You wanted to scream, you really did, but couldn’t beyond this stupid helmet placed on your head. It masked you entire identity from the boys, and with that stupid curse,spell, whatever the hell Ardyn had placed on you, you couldn’t speak and at this moment, you were currently going against your huge behemoth of a boyfriend.

“Where’s Y/N!” Gladiolus barked, as he slashed at you with his greatsword, only for you to flip out the way last second.

You wanted so bad, to apologize to the guy, a few days ago you two had gotten into a fight over something so petty, and had been too stubborn to apologize to one another. Now here you were fighting against the man, wanting nothing more to run into his arms and apologize, yet your voice was stripped from you, and your body no longer in control. Even as you summoned a greatsword of your own, to block two of the daggers Ignis threw at you.

“Gladio isn’t that one of yours?” Prompto called, as you rose the sword, feeling your body strain under the weight of the weapon. You couldn’t lift the damn thing normally, and your body was screaming for you to put it down.

Gladiolus let out a roar as he rushed you, swinging his own Greatsword down on the one you were holding, “Where the hell is Y/N!” He yelled, his eyes red with rage, but he couldn’t see your horrified face on the other side of the mask.

Pushing him off yourself, you swung in a large arch to gain distances from the others, turning around as you noticed a glowing rock, it was one of those stones that Noctis dragged magic out of, and by the blue glow it was an ice one. Racing toward the rock, you dodged Prompto’s bullets, standing above the rock, as you rose the Greatsword above yourr head, feeling you body almost collapse under the weight.

“If they strike that, we won’t be able to dodge!” Ignis called.

“Prompto!” Noctis yelled toward the blonde, who quickly rose his gun.

“On it!”

You heard a “TINK”, as your head rocked to the left, your helmet falling off, the GreatSword still above your head, as you stared at your friends without the helmet blocking you.

“Y/n…” Gladiolus called in disbelief.

“I…I don’t have much time, I’m so sorry Gladdy.” You call a sad smile on your face, as you slammed the sword onto the rock. Watching as Gladiolus pulled up a shield, dragging everyone behind it. The pressure of striking the rock, sending you back, as you slammed into the mountainside behind you, immediately making your world white out.

You didn’t feel anything at first, and everything was white. You had to admit, you were surprised to have actually made it to heaven.

Only to realize that the ice white of your vision was fading, and becoming color, blinking your eyes, you realized you were staring at the roof of a hotel, rolling your head to the left as you saw Gladiolus sitting not far from you, book in hand, acting your guard. You shivered wanting to reach out a hand to grab him and his attention, only to realize the big guy must have tucked you in with all the blankets in the room, yet you were still so cold.

Closing your eyes again, you laid back, you wanted to apologize for the stupid fight, you wanted to explain what happened, but your head hurt so bad, and you just couldn’t stop shivering. You were certain that your lips had turned blue, as you exhaled earlier seeing a puff of your breath. Which made your first words even more strange, but you knew what would help. As it always did.

“Baby, I’m cold.”

Almost as if on cue, the book closed, as the warm body, of Gladiolus climbed into bed with you, pulling you to lay directly on top of him. His arms wrapping around you tightly, as he rubbed your back.

“Better?”

“Mmhm.” You muttered, wiggling to get free of your cocoon, pulling an arm out to rest against the strong chest pressed against your cheek, curling on your side, as you traced the patterns of the bird on his chest. “Baby…”

“I know, Babe, me too.”

Ignis

Rain poured around you, mixing with the tears falling down your face, a lance held in your hands, as you slashed at Ignis again and again. The man never returned the attack, only using his daggers to parry each of your attacks.

“Y/N, love what happen?” Ignis called, as one of your thrust barely missed his cheek.

“Iggy, I can’t control my body.” You cried, managing to kick one of his daggers out his hand, coming around with a roundhouse only for the man to block, shoving you back, as you lost the spear.

Ignis moved, as he embraced you tightly with the arm holding his remaining dagger, using his height to lift you off the ground, holding you tightly to his chest. “Do you know what type of spell?”

Managing to free an arm, you shrieked, as you turned in his one arm grasped, elbowing the man in the face, sending his glasses flying. “Iggy, I’m sorry.” You gasped, your body moving back as his defenses lowered. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, dear.” He called, only to grunt as your body rushed forward tackling him to the ground. Your knees on either side of his chest your arm reaching out to the dagger in his hand. “Yet I’ve been better.”

You were at a lost of words, as the man underneath you didn’t seem the bit disturbed that his girlfriend was currently holding a dagger to his neck. “Iggy, I don’t know what to do.” You cried, rain pouring heavier around you all, the man’s green eyes staring directly into your own, as you slowly rose the knife.

“Everything’s going to be fine, my love. You’re not in control of your self at this time.” Ignis replied, underneath you.

Fighting for control of your body, you braced a hand besides the man’s head, twisting your body as you rose your hand. Watching as he closed his eyes, you let out a scream, as you body plunged the dagger down toward his face, closing your eyes before impact.

Ignis laid beneath you, waiting for the feeling of his flesh being cut open, only to feel your entire weight laid on his chest. “Love? Y/n?”

“Iggy, sweetie, I’m going to ask you to move me softly please.” You whine, hunched over him, hissing in pain as he slowly rolled you both over, only to hear him gasp in shock, at the dagger you had plunged into your stomach. “I believe I missed everything vital, but it seems to have done the trick.”

“That was rather reckless, love.” Ignis stated, removing a handkerchief from his shirt pocket, as he wrapped it around the blade.

You laughed, only to groan at the pull it caused in your stomach. “Oh Iggy, is that the one I got you for your birthday?”

“Worry not, I shall get it cleaned.” He stated, as he removed one of his gloves, “Please open, love, I’ll have to pull it out before applying the hi-potion.”

You opened your mouth, allowing the leather between your teeth. Looking him in the eyes, before nodding and closing your eyes, rather not looking at him pull the dagger from you. Yet that didn’t mean you couldn’t feel it, forcing your limbs to remain on the muddy ground you turned your head with a muffled scream, caking your hair with mud.

“There we are, are you still with me, Y/n?” Ignis inquired, as you felt the Hi-Potion knitting up your skin, and cleaning the cut, before making the area numb.

Opening your eyes, you noticed his glasses not far from your head, reaching out, as you noticed the right lense was caked in mud, giving a shrug you wiped it on a spot of your dress shirt that wasn’t covered in blood or mud, happy to see that you didn’t crack the lense like you originally thought.

Rolling your head back to Ignis, the man removed the glove from your mouth, as he helped you sit up with a wince, taking the glasses as he placed them back on his face, “I do apologize again, love.”

“Water under the bridge my dear.” He replied, as he wrapped his suit jacket around your shoulders. “Are you fine to stand?” He asked as he helped you mouth weakly to your feet, only to collapse back to the ground.

“Oh the pains not that bad,” You pout to yourself, going to your feet again, only to feel your legs to fail again, “Ignis, my love, please help me to my feet, I may need a shoulder to lean on.” Only to gasp, as the man scooped you up in a Princess carry. “Oh, Ignis, do put me down, I’ll be fine.”

“Than allow me to do this for me, my cupcake.”

You could only huff, your limbs were heavy as lead, and the man wasn’t going to set you down anytime soon, only to lean forward sweeping his bangs from his face. Feeling your eyes become heavy as you rested your head on his shoulder, only to gasp awake as you felt a jostle.

“I apologize, love, yet I can’t allow you to rest just yet, we need to make sure that the wound does not reopen.”

“Kinda of difficult to do, when you’re so comfortable.”

Ignis chuckled, “ I’ve cleaned the area best I could, it appears that we will have to find a motel for the night to ensure that your wounds are properly cleaned. So my dear, I will have to request you keep speaking so that I am aware that you are not dozing off on me.”

“Well as you have asked so nicely.”

By the time you arrived to the hotel, you realized that you had begun rambling, yet new it was due to the high fever you had developed. The others leaving you and Ignis to yourselves as the man washed and cleaned the two of you in the shower, seeing that the fever had made it even more difficult to walk.

“Ignis?”

“Yes, my dear?” Ignis called, drying your hair with a towel as you sat in a chair before him.

“Do you believe it’s okay for me to rest now?”

“I should see no harm in it, it would do wonders for your fever.”

“All right.”

Ignis didn’t even flinch as he reached out, catching your collapsing body from falling off the chair, letting out a chuckle, as he scooped you up, placing you in bed, before crawling into bed next to you, allowing you to curl up to him. It had been a rough day for the both of you, you deserved rest.

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Daddy Chocobros!

Chocobro as dads?! Yup, and here is what I think it would be like and how many kids each Chocobro would have. And it pained me to do this, but I had to do a Blind Ignis as a father.

Noctis

Twins, one boy, and one girl. The girl would have his dark hair and the boy would have blonde. Like the sun and moon, light and dark.

His daughter is like the day, bright and cheery and is always the first to rise in her family. While his son is much like him, a sleepy and lazy at times. Both his children would go on fishing trips with him, though his daughter would get bored and would just wonder off to pick flowers while her brother and father are fishing away. And like their father, they hate their vegetables. That no matter how hard the cooks (even Ignis) try to sneak veggies into the little prince and princess’s meals they always find a way to pick them out. Leaving poor Noctis to be an example and choke down his own vegetables just to have his kids eating them.

Noctis tries his best to balance his royal duties as well as duties as a father, now completely understanding what his father went through with raising him. That like King Regis, Noctis didn’t want his kids to see him as a king, but as a father. Noctis never wanted his kids to feel lonely or that he is too busy for them. Noctis will always try to find time for his kids, no matter how busy his schedule may be. That he would dedicate his evenings with his children, casting shadow puppets in their nursery walls and telling them about his adventures he took with his friends (trying his best to leave out the scary bits in fears he would give his kids nightmares). Even when Noctis had to be away from his children for an extended period of time he would always let them know that he loves them before he leaves and will shower them with kisses and hugs when he comes home.

Prompto

Three kids, all boys. All three would have Prompto’s freckles and mops of blond hair with just as much sunshine radiance as their father.

Like Noctis, Prompto doesn’t want his kids to ever feel like they were never wanted or that they weren’t good enough. Prompto would constantly let his children know that he loves them and that they are always good enough to do whatever it is that they want to do. To never think that they never amount to anything and that they are perfect just the way they are.

Prompto is the type of father who would always listen to his kids problems and try his best to fix whatever problem it is that his children will face in their adolescence. Even if he doesn’t have the answer he will still try to help, even when one of his kids came out being homosexual (and dating one of Gladio’s sons) Prompto still loved his son, reminding him that no matter what he would still love him, gay or otherwise!

Gladio

Six kids, four boys, and two girls

All of his children would have floral based names, keeping the the Amicitia tradition, as well as becoming the King’s Shield. Gladio is a huge Papa Bear always wanting to protect his kids and yet wanting them to grow up tough. That sometimes he has a hard time letting his kids go out and do hunts on their own or to become Shields themselves. But he soon let’s go of the control and lets his kids explore the world and allowing the girls to finally date, though he still watches them like a hawk, scaring potential dates away.

Gladio is close to his kids and always encourages his kids to come to him if they ever have a problem. And when one of his sons come to him saying that he is gay and is dating one of Prompto’s son Gladio just states that he knew the whole time and was just waiting for him to talk to him about it. That no matter what, Gladio would still love his son, even if he was dating a guy and was just happy he didn’t have to worry about him getting a girl pregnant. However, he still doesn’t want his son and Prompto’s to be sleeping together, at least, not under his roof (sneaky little boys having sex under their fathers noses).

Ignis

One child, a daughter.

In spite of Ignis’s blindness, he is a doting father to his little princess. The two would often be found in the kitchen together with his daughter pushing a chair next to Ignis, helping him out with the meal preps and cooking. She would always be amazed that her father could cook even when he couldn’t see that at times, she believed that her father really could see. Ignis’s little girl isn’t a picky eater and would always try the new recipehs her father would whip up. Some she likes more than others, but Ignis would already keep mental notes of what his daughter’s favorites were so he could make them again for her.

Ignis would spend his evenings cuddling with his daughter, reading her bedtime stories via Braille. Or he would sing her a lullaby when she was fussy or had a nightmare. And when she does finally go to sleep against his chest, Ignis would only hold her a few more moments, breathing in her scent, running his fingers through her hair. Ignis would spend moments like this trying to memorize everything about his child, trying to imagine what she would look like. Would she have his eyes? His hair? Never knowing what his daughter would look like would always bring tears to Ignis’s eyes.

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