#Happy birthday ignis

[rose-madder-gaze]

When the last fight is lost, the last sword broken; The last call sounded, the last order spoken;

[saltymog]

Feeling the rain on his face.

[raidergamerspice]

Happy birthday to Aerith Gainsborough and Ignis Scientia! We may not know why these two have the same birthday - it could just be an awesome coincidence - but nonetheless, enjoy these memes I made for the occasion! 💖🥳🎂🎉🎈

[ignissansthelizard]

my first art is here! But I couldn't help but congratulate Happy birthday to my favorite au. Happy birthday Dreamtale and my lovely Nightmare!

(if anyone is interested in how my OS is connected to Nightmare (NOT SHIP), please let me know, I have a lot of content)

[kodieshmodie]

We at the Citadel want to wish our very own Lord Ignis Scientia a Happy Belated 40th Birthday. 💖🎂🎉

A quick little sketch for Ignis’ birthday! Had to ask for help with the math, but I’m pretty sure he’d be 40 this year (if you’re better at math than me, don’t tell me if he’d actually be 39 thank you).

[strayheartless]

In honour of Prompto Argetum’s birthday have a few fun head canons of the boy (promptis. Don’t like don’t read. You know the drill.):

He’s VERY fond of strawberry Mochi

When Noctis takes the vegetables out of his food, Prompto will start moving them onto his own plate. Food is good and Prompto will eat whatever’s going.

He’s naturally cuddly, and gravitates towards heat sources in his sleep. Noctis would not mind this if it were not for the fact that Prompto has the core temperature of a polar ice cap.

Prompto’s entire speech pattern is comprised of movie quotes and song lyrics (I feel like that one’s just cannon at this point.)

He gets really sweet when he’s sleepy. Rubs his eyes, puts his head on peoples shoulders. There’s always a point at which someone will teasingly say “are you tired Prompto?” And all they will get is a sleepy nod before Prompto curls into whoever’s shoulder he’s decided to commandeer as a pillow.

The hair style was an accidental choice. He did it for a party; Noctis said he liked it; now it stays.

He’s a big fan of hair playing and scalp scritches. 10/10 will do tricks for scritches.

He’s got a favourite camp chair. He’s convinced it’s magical, because apparently whenever he sits in it campfire smoke never follows him. It’s not Gladio just can’t be arsed hearing him whine all night about the smoke so he places Prompto’s chair against the wind.

Prompto kissed Noct first. It was spur of the moment and he’s pretty sure he blacked out from panic during it but Noctis just looked so pretty, and UGHHHH.

Their first date was low key a disaster, because Prompto tried to be smooth and ended up just being clumsily tripping head first in the castle fountain. BUT, Noctis laughed and kissed him again so he will sheepishly classify it as a win!

“Ever at your side” is Prompto’s “as you wish” it’s his I love you when I love you doesn’t feel like it’s enough.

There are too many pictures of Noct of Proms camera honestly. Noctis looks cute while he’s sleeping? *click* Noctis laughs at Iggys horrible dad jokes? *click* candid moments watching the sun set? *click* gross double chin close ups? *click* intimate moments with permission to take a photo? *click* Noctis stupidly assumes the camera battery is dead and lets his guard down? *click* Noctis is failing to use chop sticks while eating instant Raman in the snow? *click* honestly he has a problem.

If you have some of your own feel free to drop them in the comments!

[mrsmneme]

My belated Happy birthday art for Ignis

I'm very busy, I always am. When I feel too exhausted I often fade away from fandom for a while, dealing with my tasks and tight schedules. But because I love drawing so much, when I feel a bit better I get back to drawing and participating in fandom.

It's almost Gladio's birthday. I'll make an art for him soon. But I couldn't feel at ease if I didn't make one for Ignis first.

So this is my super belated BD art for my favorite boy. I love to see his smiles and make arts containing them. About his look, I drew several arts of him with pompadour last year. So this year I made something different by drawing him with messy hair and spectacles instead.

I've planned to make all chocobros' BD art, including Ardyn and Luna, color and complete some sketches from last year. Don't know whether I can do all of them or not. But I'll try.

[tildeathiwillwrite]

The Lodge

(Trials of the Six, Chapter 1 Scene 1)

WoW Birthday Whump Event Day 14 (2nd Iteration): (Alt) Amnesia, Poison

Whumpril Day 30 ("Out of Time")

WoW Birthday Whump Prompts List

Whumpril Prompts List

TW: unconsciousness, amnesia, fighting, blood, stab wounds, death, cornered, poison, headache, dizziness

So… fun fact: @whumperofworlds and I share a birth month! Hers was on the 11th, and mine is today! So in addition to Day 14’s contribution, here’s a snippet using one of the alt prompts for one of my personal favorite whump tropes: amnesia, with the first character I ever gave it to, Hiel.

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“Get up, kid.” A man’s voice, rough and distant.

“Come on, wake up!” A woman’s voice, soft and frantic.

A hard slap sent sharp pain across his face. His eyes snapped open. He lay on the floor of a wooden lodge, where a roaring hearth lit the scene with warm light. A woman crouched over him, exhaling in relief when his eyes opened.

“By the skies, Hiel! Don’t scare us like that!” She rocked back onto her heels, brushing red-blonde hair away from her face.

Hiel pushed himself into a seated position, dizzy. “What… what happened?” Something large and furry pushed against him, and he turned his head to find a giant cat, as long as he was tall, nudging his arm with her nose. He hesitantly petted the fur behind her head.

“When I get my hands on that woman, she’ll wish she’d never been born!” Hiel flinched at the sharp tone from someone he hadn’t noticed, a man with dark hair and beard who leaned over a table on the opposite end of the one-room lodge, arms folded. 

“Korfel,” the woman began, getting to her feet, “Elya is gone. No clue where, but we accomplish nothing dwelling on the past.”

The man’s name was Korfel. Why did Hiel not know that? Why didn’t he know his own name until the woman addressed him as Hiel? “What’s going on?”

The woman turned to him, surprise and confusion in her expression. “What do you mean?”

Hiel rubbed his aching temples. “I… I don’t know anything.”

“You mean you… don’t remember?” She cursed when he nodded hesitantly. “Now I want to murder a healer.”

Korfel scowled. “Just what we need,” he muttered angrily. “Can you still freeze things? Fight?”

“I freeze things?” The space behind Hiel’s eyes started throbbing. He pressed a hand to his eyes in a crude attempt to soothe the aching. “Why does my head hurt so much?”

“Probably a side effect of the "medicine"—" Jarsali traced air quotes around the word— "Elya gave you. You were out for several minutes before we noticed something was wrong.”

Hiel struggled to his feet, leaning heavily on a nearby chair. “Who are you people?” he demanded, panic rising.

The woman shifted away from him slightly, unnerved. “Well, I’m Jarsali. The angry one is Korfel. You’re Hiel, and the giant fanged simoldon is Nial, your pet… cat…thing?”

She was about to say something else before the door burst open. Two people ran inside. A pale man with blue hair was first, heavily favoring his leg. Right behind him was a dark-skinned woman who slammed the door behind her. They both carried packs that seemed to have been filled in a hurry.

Korfel shoved a chair under the knob. “I asked you to get supplies, not have the whole town up in arms!”

The woman held her hands up defensively. “They attacked us first!” She flinched at the look Korfel gave her and the blue-haired man. Muffled shouting came from outside the lodge, and Hiel realized that asking who these new people were right now was not the best move.

The door shook as someone from the other side kicked it. Korfel cursed under his breath and grabbed a curved sword from where it had rested on the table. The new woman tossed her bag on the floor and drew a thin obsidian knife, and Jarsali snatched up a quarterstaff from where it leaned against the wall.

The chair splintered with a crack, and the door flew open, sending it across the room and narrowly missing Hiel. Warriors in leather armor brandishing spears poured inside, engaging the defenders. Korfel charged those in front, knocking spears aside and slashing wildly at their owners.

Jarsali swung her staff at the leg of the closest warrior with such speed Hiel briefly lost track of it. With a sickening snap, the warrior collapsed to the floor, moaning and clutching his broken knee. Nial used his body as a springboard to get to the one behind him, claws out and snarling viciously.

Hiel backed away, feeling incredibly useless. Even if he remembered how to fight, there was no way he’d be able to do any good in this state. He noticed that the blue-haired man hung back as well, though he seemed like he’d be more formidable even with his injured leg.

A warrior somehow got past the combined strength of Jarsali, Korfel, and Nial. He charged straight at Hiel, who stumbled away so the chair he was leaning on was between him and the attacker. The warrior kicked aside the chair with ease and charged.

Before he could get any closer, the woman with the knife darted inside his reach and thrust it into a seam in his armor. He stumbled back, clutching at the wound. The woman was relentless, pressing him back and baiting him. The warrior overextended his spear, and the woman slipped within his reach, driving her knife through his throat. He collapsed, blood bubbling from the fatal wound.

“You’re welcome,” the woman said as she passed him, wiping her knife off with her skirt and dashing towards the wall. She ran her fingers across the wooden panels, searching for something. Hiel picked up a leg from the broken chair and watched her curiously, keeping a wary eye on the battle.

The woman tapped along the seams between panels, eyes narrowed. Another warrior got past the others and ran straight for the woman, whose back was to him. He would have stabbed her through the heart with his spear, but he instead inexplicably flew backward, right into the spear of one of his allies. 

Korfel quickly finished them both off with a well-placed slash. “We're out of time, Raiann!” he shouted as he engaged another.

“Almost!” Raiann dug her knife in between two panels and pried one away, revealing sunlight and a snow-covered landscape. A river flowed nearby, with a boat moored to a small dock. The boat’s sail was tied down, it wasn't going anywhere quickly. A cold wind gusted through the opening as Raiann pulled off another board and sheathed her blade. “We’ve got to go!”

The blue-haired man limped past Raiann and stumbled over the threshold of the impromptu back door. She caught his arm and helped him down, taking on some of his weight and half-dragging him towards the boat. Hiel glanced at the warriors trying to force their way to the front, unable to get past Jarsali or Korfel.

“They’re escaping out the back!” One of them shouted, seeing the opening.

Korfel cursed and retreated. The tip of his blade dropped to the ground, and he reached out his hand. The ground below their feet rumbled as his expression calmed, but his eyes burned with anger.

Nial sprang back towards Hiel and stood before him protectively. Hiel hesitated for only a second before staggering towards the opening in the wall. With a light “mrrp?” noise, Nial leaped through onto the snow after him. Hiel shivered, wrapping his arms around himself as the giant cat accompanied his stumbling steps to the boat that bobbed in the river.

He clambered on the boat and leaned heavily on the railing, the dizziness returning in full force. Nial moved to his side and settled down next to him. Jarsali, staff in hand, leaped onto the deck and dropped it with a clatter onto the deck. She shoved a bundle of heavy cloth at Hiel as she faced the stern. “As soon as Korfel gives the signal, be ready to move this rig!”

Hiel unfolded the heavy cloth to find it was a thick coat. He pulled it on gratefully and opened his mouth to thank Jarsali. But before the words could form, the lodge shuddered violently.

The small boat rocked as the water began to swirl around. Hiel flinched and grasped at the side of the boat for dear life as Korfel appeared through the opening, running at a full sprint to the boat.

He threw himself over the railing and shouted something unintelligible as the lodge shook like an earthquake was assaulting it. The sounds of rushing water filled Hiel’s ears, and the boat suddenly accelerated, moving downstream at an impossible speed. The last glimpse Hiel had of the lodge before it was out of sight was the walls collapsing in on itself, warriors fleeing the falling building.

@fourwingedsnake @whumpril @pigeonwhumps

[f1nal-heav3n]

happy birthday final fantasy xv :)

[skialdi]

☀️A New Chapter Begins

Hope as a sure and steadfast anchor of the soul (it cannot slip and it cannot break down under whoever steps out upon it-a hope).

Happiest of birthdays to my sweet friend @every-lemon. Sending you lots of love for your special day! 🩷

[jenkatkatzilla]

Happy Birthday Iggy!

7th February (which it is today both in Japan & here in Aus)

=^-^=

[sole-soul-survivor]

Chapters: 1/10 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Gladiolus Amicitia/Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia, Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto Argentum/Ignis Scientia, Gladiolus Amicitia/Prompto Argentum, Gladiolus Amicitia/Noctis Lucis Caelum, Noctis Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia, Gladiolus Amicitia/Ignis Scientia Characters: Prompto Argentum, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Gladiolus Amicitia, Ignis Scientia, Cindy Aurum, Loqi - Character, Ardyn Izunia, Regis Lucis Caelum, Melba Aurum, Mid Sophiar, Cid Sophiar, Gentiana (Final Fantasy XV), Carbuncle (Final Fantasy XV) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Cinderella Alternate Universe, Cinderella AU, Prompto Argentum as Cinderella, Ardyn Izunia as wicked Step Mother, But not in the way you'd think, it gets explained, trust me - Freeform, Clone Prompto Argentum, Angst, Fluff, Happy Ending, dont worry, Depictions of Abuse, Abuse, Neglect, Assassin Prompto, Assassin Loqi, Chocobros - Freeform, They are All in Love, OT4, Protective Chocobros (Final Fantasy XV), Protective Ignis Scientia, Protective Gladiolus Amicitia, Protective Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto is so kind, Like, outrageously kind Summary:

Prompto hadn't expected it. Hadn't expected to be given such a wonderful opportunity. Hadn't expected the twirling and twisting of his stomach as he was spun around in the strong arms of another. Was three nights really all it took? Three nights, three different hearts. What was he to do, when he couldn't stay with them after midnight? He wasn't even in the same league as any of them. So maybe, after the third night, when the magic ran out, it would be a good idea to simply go back to his life with his father and brother. Back to his denial, back to Ardyn trying in vain to condition him into the assassin he was 'created' to become. Back to being just Prompto Argentum.

[randomffxvpics]

Happy birthday iggy!

[catboyidia]

the chocobros baking a cake for noctis’ birthday except ignis does all of the actual baking (prompto and gladio are not allowed in the kitchen during this time, ignis is already stressed enough as it is) but he lets prompto and gladio have decoration duty… and they try their best… the poor kitchen will never look the same… they will never get the icing stains off the ceiling or the walls or the countertops… and the cake is almost unrecognizable as a birthday cake… but they definitely tried! and it still tastes good (thanks ignis)! and noctis can at least appreciate that his boyfriends did all that for him (even if he will make fun of them for the absolute mess they made of the poor, innocent cake and kitchen…)

[ruinedbycatastrophe]

Gladio gave the smallest smiles as he hands the advisor a gift. A small box wrapped in dark paper topped with a small bow. Amber hues glance away towards the ground in a bashful way, something that if anyone else saw would call him out on. "Happy birthday, Iggy." In the gift was a set of new daggers, the colors of the Crown and the House of Shields. "I know they're not like. Beautifully crafted but they'll work if your set ever rusts out, y'know?"

[kyokochibiz]

Happy Birthday my beloved Ignis 💜🩷💞💓❤️‍🔥

My heart is filled whenever I see you