#IGGY YOU ADORABLE DORK

[painedprince]

"But I'm your dork, husbro." Words said with such seriousness and adoration that the actual words are somehow a little less ridiculous. But only a little.

"You know..." He moves just enough to rest his head on Noct's shoulder. "You can just ask Luna for the recipe. Like, she might not know, but someone around her will! I know Iggy's so totally into figuring it out himself, and I like being one of the people to eat the 'failures', but. Dude."

"Yeah. That's why I put a ring on it."

Noctis shook his head. "Nah. Ignis has it. He got it perfect a while ago. It's your wedding, too, though, so I mean... What kind of cake is your favorite?"

[moonraccoon-exe]

Hnnnggnnfdgnfn

Stuffs I drew for gladnis one draw (https://twitter.com/gladnis60)

[secret-engima]

How about an AU where Regis left his number with his one night stands, just in case, and over the years he’s king, he’s almost always fixing a problem here, solving issues there, whipping out some disturbing knowledge of enemy troop movement that Did Not come from his intelligence agency. And it turns out he accidentally created his own spy ring out of regularly chatting with his one night stands from years ago. And yes, he knows and dotes on all his kids, Aulea, Aulea look, she just punched

Anonymous said:

That little hair puller, isn’t she adorable? Aulea gets the grilling of her life when she and Regis start drifting towards serious. She’s pretty sure the background check by his ex’s was more thorough then the Citadel’s. The entire network did a giant conference call to laugh at him when his epitaph is revealed. Noctis grows up calling his siblings on his super secret phone that Dad stresses no one was supposed to know about, not even Iggy or Gladio. (Which, why would he tell Gladio anything?

Anonymous said:

Future Shield or not, Gladio was mean. Couldn’t one of his sisters do it?) Cor is like, the only other person who knows about the network and the phones. He says nothing, partly because it’s a hidden ace and an excellent way to verify intelligence, partly because these ladies had all tried to feed Feral Teen Cor, obviously nothing scared them.

Me: I will admit that I’ve kinda been hoarding this ask chain because it’s so amazing? But here I am finally answering it.

I LOVE this. So much. Just- Regis building an entire spy network one flirt-fling at a time and it’s 100% accidental, Regis just- he cares okay? If there’s even a CHANCE that any of his nights out create a child HE WANTS TO KNOW.

And of course he doesn’t mean to at first, and neither do they, but then th is dork prince keeps like- texting them to check up on them once a month and one of them has insomnia issues (the sleeping kind not the city kind) and impulse-texts him and is shocked when he strikes up a conversation immediately and he’s just- he’s such a sweetheart? They would marry him but only one of them can do that and that means they’d have to fight over him. So instead they just form his secret support group of former-girlfriends and flings and share gossip, childcare tips, and YES babysitting duties when Kids Happen.

Regis offers to Declare all the kiddos, but the mothers are protective and kinda possessive and they don’t want to give up their kids or deal with the scandal so many half-sibling heirs to the throne would cause, so instead Regis just pays childcare and visits whenever he can. He adores his kids more than words can say and Clarus, when he finds out (which isn’t for a while actually! For once Regis managed to keep a secret) is a DIE because REGIS NO. JUST BECAUSE BAHAMUT NAMED YOU THE FATHER DOESN’T MEAN YOU NEED TO GO AROUND HAVING TEN PLUS KIDS.

Regis, holding his youngest daughter in his lap, “Yes I do and yes I did. Look at her smile, she just lost her first baby tooth isn’t she CUTE???”

Aulea get’s SUCH a grilling when it looks like she’s not going to become the newest member of “So the Cute Idiot Prince-King Talked You Into A Night Huh” club. It’s almost endearing except at least two of these ladies are Galahdian, one of those is a Bellum, several are high ranking Hunters and one of them is a very famous Niflheim Mercenary Bounty Hunter (not Aranea). So like- yeah. Intense. But she passes and Regis is honestly shocked Aulea still wants to marry him after all that, but she just laughs and says if he inspires this much loyalty in his ex’s then she knows she’ll be set for life once she puts the ring on his finger. Which is true. No more members join the “club” after Aulea marries Regis. Clarus is grateful.

Noctis grows up with All the Big Siblings (most of whom are sisters but three are brothers). Ignis is 100% one of the Brood in this AU, but he’s not interested in being heir so he’s perfectly happy being his baby brother’s Hand.

The day Gladio figures out that Ignis and all of Ignis’s “siblings” are also Noctis’s siblings he’s gonna keel over from shock. XD

Clarus knows the Brood and the moms exist but he doesn’t realize they’re a spy network as well now, so only Cor taps the network beyond Regis (also this boi has like- twelve moms MINIMUM now because they all love their Feral Fighty Boi. His fav mom is the Bounty Hunter and the Bellum because they too are Fighty).

[moonraccoon-exe]

(62) Gladio’s pick-up lines.

Gladio: Nice pants, Iggy. Are they new? Ignis: Yeah. They were 50% off. Gladio: ... Gladio: ...Well, I sure would prefer them if they were 100% off. Ignis: That’d be ridiculous. The store can’t give pants away for free. Gladio: ...Iggy, that’s not what I mea- Ignis: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Gladio.

[bestboyignis]

Gladio?

Ooohh, Gladdy daddy, how I love thee

My NOTP for them: Uuh. Wow, I have no Gladio ships. Cindy? I mean, I can see it happening but please, you're breaking Prompto's, Holly's, and my heart all in one go, I don't want to think of this.��

My BroTP for them: Man, I dunno. GladNoct? I haven't quite gotten the hang of the dynamics for this ship, but I do adore these two dorks together. I love their friendship and even their fights have character. Would love to get more content for them as a ship, though!

My OTP for them: Gladnis. Honestly, if Gladio ever swung for men, I bet he'd be into Iggy. Hell, I can even see Gladio identifying as straight and still be treating Ignis differently. Gladio has a certain softness towards Iggy that I think is sweet, and tbh, Gladio is what got me into Gladnis, this boy is just ridiculous. Iggy is at least his boy crush—at least.

My second choice pairing for them: You know, I don't know. I don't think I have that many ships for Gladio. Promptio maybe is second because I think it's cute, and Gladio can probably carry Prompto around like a sack of potatoes. (Don't ask me why I think that's cute, in fact it's sexy eh, no kinkshaming lmao)

My fluffy pairing for them: Ugh, still Gladnis. I'm sorry, they just do domestic shit well, okay? They get along well both in and outside duty, and I bet they'd be good at spending time together and cuddling and idk, doing the groceries and other responsible things I'm crying

My angsty pairing for them: Geez, I really am just putting Gladnis for all the Gladio ships. But Gladnis fall-out in World of Ruin? chef's kiss Give me all of it, but also, please give me my post-ending reconciliation. 

My favorite polyship for them: OT4, OT4, OT4!

My weirdest pairing for them: Oh, LOL! Mob x Gladio, or Reader x Gladio. Listen, Gladio's a sexy SOB, okay? I love the idea that people want him, so yeah, I troll that side of the Explicit fics and doujinshi, whaaat 👀

[ghostlygust]

Can you rate the Koopalings by faviorite?

Wow, this one is quite difficult, because I love all of them! But if I had to rate them I think my list would be like this (starting from my least favorite):

7/6. Roy - Morton

I can’t decide who is my least favorite. Roy is cool with those sunglasses (how does his eyes look like? owo)

Morton is a big boy with a pure heart. I wish I could play M&L: BIS + BJJ :( I’ve heard that Bowser Jr’s Journey is a really emotional game!

However, I can’t say they’re my top favorites, I don’t know why...

5. Wendy

Being the only girl in the group has its advantages. She’s amazing! And I hc her as one of the most responsibles in the group (The other one is Ludwig)

4. Lemmy

A small baby! He used to be my least favorite, but playing as him in Mario Kart Tour made me love him. I would stab anyone who dares to hurt him

3. Larry

Maybe he’s in this position because he’s the youngest! He looks so adorable. And I perfectly remember that he was my top favorite when I was younger!

2. Iggy

Pinneapple boy! He’s so smart, just like Ludwig! Hearing him in Mario Kart makes me smile too! Besides, his design is amazing!

1. Ludwig

Okay *takes a huge deep breath* He’s my first favorite because he’s based on a historical figure: Beethoven! (Yeah, I’m a history lover too! xD). And not gonna lie, drawing him helps me to forget about my problems irl! I love playing as him in Mario Kart!

Oh, and he’s a huge dork!

((Thanks for asking! ^w^))

[meepmorpperaltiago]

Family Game Night

This was inspired by the week three prompt of @b99hiatuscreations , the squad - thank you so much to @middleclassaunty for helping to develop this idea and for specifically coming up with the amazing concepts of pregnant Amy at Game Night and Game Night changing/developing over the years. Also, in case you were wondering, Sam is Rosa and Alicia’s son

“Mommy, Daddy I won, I won, I won! I won the whole game, I beat everybody, I can’t believe I won, I’m the winner, I won – can we play Princess Palace next?” Livvy exclaims, all whilst jumping in the air and imitating her mother’s dork dance, with her own frantic moves mixed in.

“I don’t think Aunt Rosa has Princess Palace, baby”, Amy says, trying to get her to settle down a little and clearly trying not to laugh at the idea of Rosa playing what is probably the most pink and glitter-filled game she has ever seen.

“Bring it over next time. It sounds dope.” Rosa says, subtly smiling at Livvy. Wow, Amy thinks. She really would do anything for her Goddaughter.

Jake can’t help but smile at the image in front of him – the entire squad, along with Iggy, Nikolaj, Max, Ray, Livvy, Sam, the Jeffords twins and Ava gathered around a tiny gameboard, with his daughter doing an adorable victory dance. He thinks back to the aching loneliness that had set in since his childhood, creeping in on long lonely evenings after school, where there were no adults around to chase away the shadows surrounding him. He never imagined that he could have this.

Even in his first squad, when he was a beat cop, there hadn’t been much camaraderie amongst his co-workers. Sure, he’d had Stevie but, much to his disappointment, the rest of them had found him rather annoying and had definitely not wanted to hang out after work.

He was so relieved when, having been reunited with Rosa and having met the rest of the squad, they all went to Shaw’s for drinks on his first day. For the first time in his adult life, he thought that maybe he might actually fill up the aforementioned, annoyingly persistent, hole inside of his heart. And he did.

Of course, they only got closer over the years, hanging out more and more and with unbreakable bonds forming in the wake of Florida and prison. It eventually stretched beyond simply going out and drinking after work – they went to the movies together, had regular dinners, there was the Beach House, at Holt’s (and sometimes Amy’s) request they went to various boring museums. And then of course there was Game Night, formed as a show of support for Rosa, a weekly tradition they had (mostly) retained since, in spite of promotions and transfers and various other changes over the years.

He remembers when Gina first brought Iggy along, on a night when Milton was out of town and she couldn’t find a babysitter. Next time, Charles brought Nikolaj and then the time after that, Terry brought the twins and Ava. They said it was a family game night anyway.

He thinks back, with some dread, to Game Night with pregnant Amy. Her usual competitive nature combined with intense hormones resulted in either hysterical sobs or extreme anger when she lost. One time she ripped up the game board they were playing with. It was not a good night. They switched to video games for the rest of that pregnancy.

It’s a miracle that, since Amy’s and his own children have been old enough to participate, they haven’t had any competition-induced incidents. Well, at least not for now. It’s only a matter of time.

For now, Jake sits and watches the family the Nine-Nine have crafted over the years, happily playing together. Yeah, he thinks. It doesn’t get much better than this.

[thedarkrose17]

Not a headcannon question, but what were your thoughts/feelings on the ffxv boys when you first saw them (13 versus, xv trailers, demo, first time playing) verse how you see them now? :)

I mean I was only saw them when the game had been out. Like I got introduced to the game I think maybe cause gifs I don’t recall so honestly I saw 15 before like 13 versus.

I never saw any trailers honestly cause I didn’t like know about it when it came out. I think maybe September last year I got into the game.

I’ve seen a demo thing like clips on here and it seemed neat but I was more comfortable with the game I got cause I was playing that.

I don’t recall how I learned about Verses at all. I liked sinnamon roll Prom’s design. I liked the design and I think there was gameplay demos maybe? I don’t recall.

It looked super cool like also the thing where Noct broke an enemy’s neck with his thighs (I wish we could still do that I low-key thought that shit was awesome) but finding out Noct was evil in that and Prom would maybe betray him crushed me so I was like I prefer what game we got.

Seeing the Chocobos we got on gifs and stuff I thought they was pretty boys and just I was like I’m curious of this. Like I’d played one ff (13) and hated it honestly and never finished it/sold it but this one had me curious. I recall growing up seeing 10 and liking watching family play it so I figured maybe I should try 15 but I was like what if I don’t get things.

First playing it I was into it. Like training and the friendly fire deal really made me happy cause like for friendly fire makes way more sense to me logically I guess even if it can be like T-T troubling.

Legit at first I thought prince dork was gonna be an asshole or something and I was wrong big time. I dunno when it happened but he quickly grew on me and I thought he was precious nerd.

Prom, quickly extremely quickly became my favourite. I was like oooh who’s this?! when he appeared on training. I thought he was adorable looking. That little roof scene solidified him as my favourite. I can’t recall how I reacted to it whether I cried or was like smiling at how soft it was I don’t recall. But I recall being like it’s like looking into a mirror.

Like I’ve never previously felt connections to characters. Never related to them until this game. Like seeing someone who was super shy, couldn’t speak to people and had no real friends…It hits close to home. I relate to him in that situation I still am like that: can’t talk to people,have no real friends, was super shy which turned into anxiety disorders.

Like he feels like the closest I can relate to in that area. I mean I feel like I’m not good enough and don’t belong either honestly.

Meanwhile Iggy and Gladio I dunno when I liked them honestly. I grew to like the boys pretty easily. Even if I am in these boys age ranges I relate more to Prom and Noct but I like all the squad

Never disliked any of boys but some dialogue I wouldn’t understand. Like say anything was sarcastic I wouldn’t understand it cause I don’t get sarcasm. And the wish to gain weight line along with the face looking fat selfie line I didn’t get. I felt they was a little rude specially more after I watched the anime. I dunno I could be alone on this.

Now playing I’m very fond of all the bros honestly. Granted I tend to like male characters more than females maybe. I dunno if that’s cause my gender and sexuality or if it’s cause the games I grew up on had mostly males as the leads.

Only issue I have with the game is the marriage deal. Arranged marriages make me uncomfortable honestly.

[thedootlez]

Marry Kiss Kill: Gladio Ignis Noctis

YET AGAIN, YOU CHALLENGE ME SO.

skjgkjfhg

Ok. (going kiss marry friendship instead of kill)

Gladio and I would fight. So. So much. ****I love him as a character**** but romantically?? the shit he pulls sometimes. I swear. The mess on the train or just that nastiness towards Noct’s hype at the assassin’s festival. OOooo buddy. He’d hear it and I wouldnt back down and he’d hate it. But he’d also kinda dig it? Lmao, he seems like he’d be into a S/O who stands their ground, but anyway. Also, I’m not typically into physically huge/tank dudes. Meh.

So he’s a hard pass. Firm friendship. Honestly, it’d be best. We’d be dope ass friends. Talking Tolkien and Lewis. Tattoos. Working out together. He’d be so easy to talk to. I’m %1000 sure we’d vibe as friends.

Once again tho, I’m torn between 2.

Iggy or Noct.

I adore them both. I’d vibe with the both of them equally, but for very different reasons.

Iggy seems like the smart, long term domestic partner. We’d totally cook together and talk coffee and he’d happily watch me play games. He’s quiet, but seems easy to talk to. We both speak fluent sarcasm and I HC that he’s a lowkey meme lord. So. We’d always go back and forth. Also he’s stunning with his hair down.

But he’s a bit too cold in the emotions department. He doesnt deny his feelings, but he’s not open with them. And thats and eh for me.

Not that Noct is so much better. lmao. He’s more like “feelings? what are those???” even tho he has ALL OF THEM.

But Noct is such a sweet dork. The most nerdy little video game boi and just wants to netflix and chill and nap and snug and not do king things. Like responsibility. Honestly? big mood. I’m so here for all of it.

So in his own head tho. Like communication = 0. but he’d enjoy my easy going nature and humor. Also he’s so f**king pretty. Its not fair.

Like theres a lot there potentially? But he’s not the type to ever make the first move and I hate that.

Ig would be gentlemanly, but he’d be more likely to move first on romantic things.

sdjghjkfhg

This is hard….

But imma have to go with Marry Iggy and Kiss Noct.

*thinks*

*nods*

Yeah. Def that.

[cerezababy]

Chocobros and their s/o at the Moogle Chocobo Carnival

I asked @chocobrowritings for an idea about what to write and they said to do something about the carnival. Thanks again for the idea!

Make sure to check out their blog for more FFXV writings that are sure to get you hooked!

Noctis

This kid is an awkward dork but it’s honestly too cute! 

He’d probably be dragged along by his s/o after they begged him to go

When they’re actually at the carnival, Noct’s s/o is gonna have to drag him by the hand to look at all of the different attractions

Of course, seeing Noctis awkwardly dancing alongside the Moogle and Chocobo is definitely a highlight of their day

The prince would for sure be showing off and trying to hide the fact that he’s actually enjoying himself

He’d be trying super hard to get the VIP ticket for the fireworks and hotel suite for the two of them

When the fireworks start and his s/o’s eyes light up, he’s going to be smiling so brightly and thinking how lucky he is to have them

He’d probably pull them in for a kiss too

Ignis

Ignis is going to be dressed super casual and he’d be relaxed to finally have a day out with his s/o

His outfit would probably come as a surprise to his s/o but they’d most likely think of how nice it is to see Iggy like that

He’d love trying all of the foods and making sure to take note of what his s/o likes so he can make it for them back at home

Iggy would be smiling a lot at how his s/o is enjoying themselves and laughing when they dance with the Moogle

He’d really like seeing his s/o happy and carefree and not having to worry about anything else

Prompto

My sunshine chocobo son is definitely the one dragging his s/o to the carnival

His puppy dog face would be too cute to resist and they’d end up giving in

 He’d be all decked out in carnival gear and chocobo clothes that people would start to think he was a part of it

Prompto would be the one dragging his s/o around to see all of the chocobo attractions and would challenge them to a race on the sea

Seeing him lose it over all of the chocobos and gushing over them would be absolutely adorable

He’d be asking his s/o to take photos with him all day and stopping to snap shots of everything he could

Prompto would love to watch the fireworks and maybe snap a pic here and there but would be more focused on seeing them through his s/o’s eyes

Gladiolus 

Gladio would be pretty indifferent to the whole carnival thing but wouldn’t mind going if it meant he could spend time with his s/o 

He would probably end up having a really good time

He’d let his competitive side out when playing the games and races and would end up winning the VIP ticket in no time

Gladdy wouldn’t really be interested in doing much else unless it was eating something or watching the fireworks

Maybe both at the same time

[moonraccoon-exe]

That video where it was "Imagine Gladio and Iggy at 2 am stopping for gas and dancing" was the cutest thing? Could you please use ur amazing writing skills to make a small short fic about that?? ❤❤❤

[I had this ready,  the introduction comments included, since Monday but, y'know, life got in the way.¯\_(ツ)_/¯  Posting this because I have to come back to my askbox sooner or later, right? YOSHI!]

Okay, so.

This was an obscenely LONG time in my ask. Literal months. This is the oldest entry I have.

I sincerely apologize for the wait, dear anon. This wasn’t as difficult to answer, so I really offer no excuses. :’(

I hope from the bottom of my heart that you’re still around, dear anon, and that you see that I answered. Late, but I did! And if you are, there’s nothing I want more but for you particularly to enjoy of it.  ❤

1. The video dear anon talks about was very sadly taken down; it was my visual reference, and watching it with Gladio and Iggy in mind was incredibly adorable, far beyond anything that could be written. I’m sorry I took so long even the video was took down :’(  Here’s the link of my reblog, anyway.

2. The idea wasn’t mine; I was tagged and given the idea by @penguinqueen102301​ (their tags included)

3. “ ur amazing writing skills “ OIAJSDJSAOPJDAONF DFIODAJDOSI AHDASOD you anon have a virtual cookie AND ALL MY LOVE, thank you SO MUCH for such cute words!!  (*ﾉ▽ﾉ) ♡

Thank you for this incredible, delightful prompt that had me laughing and smiling and grinning the entire time :)

Ignis and Gladio dancing at a gast station at 2 a.m.

Because they’re adorable dorks.

It was very late at night by that point, but the car was running too short on gasoline.

There was no way in the world that Ignis would return Lord Amicitia’s car with an empty tank; his boyfriend’s dad kept him on a very positive view, and Ignis did not want to disappoint him. It was enough with taking Gladiolus back home at two in the morning (“I know it’s normal, but I still feel terrible each time. Yes, I know he knows and that we’ve got permission and that we want to stay out as late, but I still feel terrible each time. I don’t know, Gladiolus, stop questioning me!”), so to come back smelling of alcohol (not drunk, but how could Lord Amicitia know that?), probably disheveled, and on top of that with the car’s tank empty? Thanks, no, Ignis was a fine gentleman and an even better son-in-law, he was going to be properly grateful with Lord Amicitia for the support.

So, as late at night, with the streets empty like a ghost land, Ignis parked at the gas station. Perhaps it had been the silence of the night, or that they had already poured all their energy and words back in the ramen stall, or the club, or the park, but both of them had stayed quiet during the ride. They required of no words to enjoy of each other’s presence; they did not need to interact to let their bond grow. If anything, being as quiet was only more beautiful, for it meant they had enjoyed their date to its limit, and hence had nothing more to say. It was greatly enjoyable, driving in absolute silence.

Once parked, Gladio took his hand, kissed its back, and whispered “I’ve got this, babe”, before exiting the car and taking the task of filling the tank. Ignis, by nature, quickly glanced at the rest of the gas station. It was deserted.

By mere curiosity, maybe to occupy himself while the tank was getting filled, Ignis turned the radio on. The broadcaster only said a couple words, before music came on.

“Oooh…” Gladio let out long along a hiss. “That’s my jam.”

Ignis grinned and laughed lowly; he knew as soon as the first beat had sounded how Gladio would react. The man had at least 30 different “my jam”s, and “Maneater” was definitely one of them. Gladio could be in a heated argument, but as soon as the first beat came on, he could stop to dance.

What Ignis did not expect was for Gladio to suddenly start dancing right there, in the gas station.

The adviser laughed and shook slightly the head, amused at Gladio’s silly movements next to the gas dispenser. To make his man happier, Ignis raised the volume. Gladio again let a hissed ‘Ooow’, and his silly dancing movements only increased.

Ignis thought his boyfriend would dance in his place.

But before he could notice, Gladio had moved, by dancing, with silly steps of tiptoe, sole, tiptoe, sole, and the arms moving as if exaggerating a walking move, to the literal middle of the station like it was a stage.

Ignis looked at him with wide eyes and an equally big smile, both amused and in surprise.

“Gladio, what are you d-” Ignis paused to laugh when Gladio turned to look at him, hips moving to a side, back to their place, and back to the side, while the man’s shoulders moved according to the beat. “Gladio, that’s embarrassing!”

“Ain’t no one here, sweetass” Gladio said while his body continued moving. Gladio turned over himself with more dancing according to the beat, saying as he did, “louder, DJ!”

Ignis only laughed, put a hand to his forehead as if to hide himself from the invisible audience, but turned the volume up yet again. He heard Gladio howl lowly with pleasure, focused in just dancing. He had grace, even for subtle pop dancing as that.

Ignis looked at him with an amused grin again. Gladio danced alone, but he timed and, right as the sax gave its first long note, Gladio pointed at him. With each of the following notes, timing on each of them, Gladio gestured for Ignis to approach and join him. At first Ignis just laughed at the ridiculously accurate timing. Gladio, playfully, gestured towards him again with the next of the sax notes.

Ignis really did not hesitate much.

Right as the singing voice came in with an emphasis beat, Ignis was closing the door and jumping into the scene right in front of Gladio in one movement. With the new, more lively beat, and now together, both started dancing with more emphasis; right shoulder out, then the left one, over and over, while their feet moved side to side, both doing a little circle together, dancing to each other, and hands moving from place to place. An arm went up here, another went to a side. Heads turned at times too, the entire body following the soft rock playing on the radio.

When the next verse hit, Gladio did backplay to it, movements growing a little more ridiculous. Ignis laughed lowly in response, but continued dancing with him, matching up with the energy. At some point, Gladio got closer, at which Ignis replied by moving backwards away of him, before Ignis did as Gladio and Gladio did as him previously. Both laughed, and then Gladio raised a knee and kicked to the sides, arms up. Motivated out of his shyness, and following the example, Ignis threw a leg to the side twice, as if it was a contest on who could look sillier.

Gladio jumped closer to him when the chorus hit, and put the hands to Ignis’ waist. Ignis didn’t hold him back, only continued dancing, none their feet stopping, following each beat of the background, while the rest of the body did as the melody. Gladio took one of his hands, at which Ignis replied by moving back fast, being stopped only by the grip of their hands, and returned by twirling. Gladio let go and both continued dancing in front of each other.

“Oh, oh, here she comes” both sang while making slightly silly faces, and let the music go as they laughed again.

“She’s a maneater!” Gladio sung alone, closing the eyes, and looking way too into it. Ignis only laughed, and thanked the astrals at least it had not been a disco hit what had come on in the radio, or they would really be offering a show to the security cameras.

Then, needing just once glance to suggest it and one to understand, they switched to dancing in an almost perfect imitation of some iconic dance scene from a movie, and their dance turned absolutely ridiculous by that point, Ignis swinging the hips too much, Gladio’s arms coming and going. The exaggerated movements with stiff grace (but still grace) had them growing more and more silly and energetic with each beat, yet, both tried to do their best impression of serious faces and direct eye contact. While their exaggerated dance movements continued, flashes of contained smiles came here and there, both with obvious struggles to not laugh. At some point, Ignis lost when they started moving the arms as if swimming, and stopped dancing for a moment to step away and laugh loudly, if shortly. Gladio laughed too, but continued dancing and brought Ignis back to join him again, the latter trying to keep composure.

The two returned to stand together, continued dancing for a while, as if in some competition of who could look the dumbest. The sax solo came in, and arms continued to come and go, feet skipping and stepping, hips twirling. They held hands and continued like that, dancing according to what they could do without letting go of each other. Needing no words and only glances and little gestures, Gladio took both of Ignis’ wrists, and the adviser let himself fall and slip on the floor between the Shield’s legs, only to be brought back up; Gladio let go of one of his hands, Ignis twirled over himself once, then twirled back, moved back once again stopped only by Gladio’s grip on his hand, and when Gladio pulled him back, Ignis, out of wanting to add more to their dumb dancing, suddenly raised a leg and rested the ankle on Gladio’s shoulder, while still dancing on his other tiptoe.

Gladio did not only laugh, he also hooked Ignis’ leg on his arm to not let it go back down as they continued dancing in tiny circles. Ignis, unable to put the leg down, threw the head back and laughed with Gladio’s name among the happy noises, but continued dancing as he could on a tiptoe and the leg, sure that they were looking majestically ridiculous, the leg hanging from Gladio’s arm, almost unnatural looking. Gladio asked a playfully naïve ‘What? Gotcha, babe’, but his laugh betrayed him as he too continued dancing, making sure to not move too rough to not drop his boyfriend.

A while later, Gladio let go of his leg, only to suddenly clap once as the chorus hit again, and he went frenetic mode; legs kicking one after the other, arms hitting to the sides, and Gladio making of the dance an absolute mess, too exaggerated, and playful. Ignis, not wanting to stay behind, started doing dramatic, exaggerated movements as well. Suddenly, they transformed into two “tube men” that were uncontrollably and dramatically flailing around with all four limbs and the head, as if suddenly possessed by some wild demon that made them behave like laces tied to a fan.

Each danced more and more ridiculously with each step, far too energetic, too ridiculous, limbs flying and flailing at high speed, one going down to the knees while still dancing here, the other twirling over himself as if having gone mad, arms up as if making some ancient ritual there.

While making eye contact with his boyfriend and going closer to him, Gladio mouthed one of the “Oh, oh, here she comes” before he hovered over Ignis, catching him off-guard, and biting his head, throwing Ignis into a loud yelp followed by an equally loud ‘Gladio!’ as he laughed, trying to get the other off him. The teeth still buried on Ignis’ head, Gladio muttered and unintelligible and screamed ‘She’s a maneater!’, while Ignis still tried to push him off, laughing. By the time he got it, Ignis tried to calm down enough to continue dancing, as Gladio did.

However, when the one part of the song that always made Ignis snort with amusement (because it was a way too quick and rushed ‘that woman is wild, wo-ah’ that was too sudden and incomprehensible) it did not only sound from the radio; Gladio stopped in his dancing to throw the head back as if roaring at the heavens, which he did, except instead of just a roar he literally screamed out that rushed, unintelligible phrase, as unintelligibly and rushed and as loud and as ridiculously as he could do it.

Ignis lost it; he stopped dancing and burst into the loudest laugh he had let out in months. He had to step away as if leaving, but his steps were staggering from how loud he was laughing; he stopped only a few steps ahead just to continue laughing as loudly as he was doing, while Gladio still danced in the background, sometimes quick and ridiculous, or slow and ridiculous, making exaggerated expressions and arms coming and going. Ignis returned over his staggering steps, still laughing.

“Gladio” he called among laughter. “Stop that, we’ve got to-”

“Watch out- watch out- watch out” Gladio sang as loudly and ridiculously, and while it could not compare to the unintelligible rushed phrase, it still sent Ignis back to laughter.

The adviser staggered over his place again and put a hand on the car’s cap for support. He lost the breath for a moment and held his tummy when it started aching, and he continued laughing as the song faded. Soon enough, he heard Gladio laugh as well, not as hysterically as he was doing. While he calmed and cleaned his eyes from a few tears, Gladio let out a loud ‘Huff’, putting the hands to his waist and smiling both innocently and as if proud.

“Now that’s what I call a pit stop!” Gladio said and went over to the adviser, laughing shortly and lowly while patting his shoulder. “What? Why are you laughing so much, Iggy?”

Ignis didn’t reply; he laughed again for a few moments. Gladio laughed and hugged him playfully, giving some silly slow and long steps side to side, until Ignis calmed enough.

“Better now?”

“Yes, thank you” Ignis said with a last short laugh, forearms and hands trapped between their chests. He quickly stood up on tiptoes to press a chaste, quick kiss to Gladio’s mouth, which was responded as sweetly. “Let’s go, we’ve got full tank now.”

“We sure do” Gladio said while letting go of him and heading for the nozzle to remove it. “We’ve got style, Iggy.”

“Sure we do” Ignis replied playfully as he opened the door and sat back down in his place.

By the time he was putting the seat belt on, Gladio was opening the other door and sitting at his side. The Shield sighed as he closed the door and put his own belt on, and stared at nowhere ahead while Ignis stared at him for long seconds, smiling, before Gladio stared back.

“What?”

“Nothing” Ignis said with the smile still present. “We’re going to go viral on Eosbook or Kupogram, you know that? Mad, drunk couple do the most ridiculous dance ever at a gas station at two a.m.”

Ignis stared at him with a smile and slightly raised eyebrows while Gladio just stared again through the window, slowly nodding, as if processing the info. He turned to Ignis, took a breath in before talking.

“I like fame” he jokingly murmured, and it only made Ignis laugh again as he turned the engine on.

Before driving off, Ignis took one of Gladio’s hands and brought it up to give a kiss to the knuckles.

“Gods, I love you, Gladiolus Amicitia” the adviser said, if with that playful smile still present, very tenderly. Gladio smiled and blinked, but wasn’t given the chance to reply. “Maneater.”

“Be grateful it wasn’t Gloria Gaynor” Gladio joked, and Ignis laughed yet again, but at least controlled and calm enough so that he could push the pedal and drive off into the road again, headed for the Amicitia manor, slightly later than expected, but much happier than anticipated. And also a little more sweaty.

That had to be, so far, one of Ignis’ favorite dates with Gladio; a great, delicious dinner, hours of dancing, sharing drinks, kissing, laughing, jumping, and a stroll through the park to unwind. Yes, sure, that had been great.

But Ignis’ favorite part of the night was, probably, the unexpected and silly dancing in a deserted gas station late at night coming back from their planed date. It had been unplanned, and silly, but Ignis adored that Gladio did not need a special place or a proper date to have fun with him. He did not need to buy any gifts, or to take him somewhere expensive, or to make plans with anticipation, he did not even need to say anything.

With a deserted gas station at two in the morning and a radio, Gladio still had the ability to make him the happiest man on Eos.

He was a keeper, definitely.

That moment, and the one when a patrol that came from the parking lot of the gas station stopped them only a minute later, and, trying to not laugh, the officer told them it was only protocol, he understood if they were as weird in the everyday and this was normal for them, but he really had to ask if they were high or drunk before letting them go.

I know you said “small short fic” BUT MY HAND SLIPPED, i’M SORRY ;A;

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[arachnexdragoon]

300+ follow forever & happy 2018!

I cannot say how happy I am to see 2017 finally gone - this year was probably the worst one I ever experienced, with a multitude of things offline. The worst of it all was losing my father to a very sudden heart attack, and I am still dealing with the legal and sentimental consequences to this day. However, if there is one thing I’ll take with pride and joy from this year, this is definitively the time spent on this blog and with you all.

FFXV was the first game I experienced at the time of its release - I was too late to the party for the previous titles so this was an amazing experience: to share it all real time, to see people as excited as I was. As soon as I beat the game, I knew I needed to write Aranea and I’m so glad to have you all accompanying me while I do - or at least try to make her justice.

It took me a while to find her voice, to give her a background and reasons for her actions; I’m happy to know you either have a lot of free time or actually buy the things I have come up with so far! :D I absolutely love all the headcanons, the funny stories and the cool theories this fandom created and I’m pumped for the 1 year anniversary of this blog next January!

Without further ado, I wish you all a lovely 2018 - from the bottom of my heart, may all the negativity and the intolerance of this year be reduced or replaced by better attitudes in 2018. I will do my part and I hope to see more people taking it upon themselves to make the world a better place, a step at a day. I honestly believe we can do this if we quit moping and keep on hoping, yeah?

Thank you for everything, guys! I’ve added some additional words for some of the people who have become essential to this blog for most of this year - both for the mun and the muse, and I know many more will be added soon! Truly hope to see everyone for more shenanigans in 2018. :)

PS: huge shout-out to the always amazing @verslin for the chibi!Aranea! :D

@culinarystrategist: I distinctly remember we started interacting through an askbox meme I sent while locked away in one of my partner’s office, full-time on this client that wouldn’t die (I even nicknamed it ‘Seymour’). You were probably one of the first friends I made on this blog and I’m always delighted to read your replies, be them serious or crack - you just got Iggy’s voice perfectly in my view. Jo, your Iggy is my Iggy and I love both of you like crazy. Thank you for all the offline chatting about house appliances and the smooch mondays! This was a tradition I couldn’t bring myself to break even after losing my dad, so I guess you know how much I love you - and your cats. And David! :D

@trashkingizunia: ‘Where in the World is Klaha Sandiego’ wasn’t what brought us together, but I daresay it helped to solidify our bonds, haha. I love how instantly we bonded over our mutual (Japanese) interests and how your love for Ardyn made me love him enough to start AUs and make all these crazy triangles with Ignis, too! I sincerely owe you for a lot of the newfound admiration I have for Ardyn as a character - and a lot of the fun times, be it with Ardyn masquerading as Aranea or merely finding his car wrecked. :D

@infideliis: Kevin! You were one of the first people I approached after moving from VII to XV and I’m so glad you’re still around. :) Although I don’t write with your Ardyn, your Ravus has introduced me to so many possibilities and I never thought I’d build my first ship with you! XD I sincerely adore your Ravus - the way he thinks and acts is just a perfect match and I look forward to all the new interactions based on the new DLC stuff. :D Thank you for welcoming me and for being the inspiration you are to us all.

@loqis: Okay, so I don’t even know how to begin - I never dreamed I’d be so in love with this mech-crazy guy with 5 minutes of screen time, let alone build so many headcanons and threads and AUs? Vers, you are one AMAZING person and I can’t get enough of your humor, your talent (SEE THAT DRAWING???), your support and your awesome writing skills. I’ll still find a way to interact with ALL your muses because I obviously mess with Loqi way more than I should. XD PS: STILL WON THE THING FIVE TIMES.

@phylxrchus: Iko - nope, not gonna adjust to your new nicknames, I just can’t. I also can’t properly say how grateful I am for your friendship and support. You are one of the most loyal and caring individuals I met here and I wish you nothing but the best. You keep surprising me at every turn - but it plot-wise for roleplay or with real life updates! :D I adore you and I am genuinely excited for this year, for both of us. Please feel hugged during your hiatus and know I’ll be here waiting for your return - and with a brand new verse crafted~. :D

@meldaciomartyr: De-niceeeee! I vaguely recall finding you through Kevin’s Ravus, then supreme madness followed. 8) I love the world we built together, including our very unlikely and unplanned ship; and I still can’t believe you’re not secretly Dave (I’ll refuse any official SE claims, seriously). You write all your muses superbly, you’re one hell of a nice person, you self-taught yourself how to write hieroglyphs I mean - is there anything you can’t do? I love the Meldacio crew you helped shape with everyone and I’m happy to be a part of it all, in all verses. Let’s keep saving people, hunting things and keeping this family business alive!

@croweoftheglaive: I didn’t know I needed a female BFF for Aranea until we talked and Kat - I am hooked. I love their friendship and how they are fucking badass and always judging people! They are the more kickass versions of ourselves, I hope - but we are less judgy and more prone to crack, I’d say. XD I love you for all the ideas and the effort you throw into your muse (and now little Asha!) and how supportive you are. Here’s to hoping 2018 will bring a lovely year for us and our girls, yeah? :)

@baewind: You know Hannah, I still miss your Drautos like crazy, but he will always remind me of how I got a sister. Not only for Aranea, but in life. I know I can always come to you for anything and seeing this bond reflected in RP makes me ridiculously happy. I’m always secretly (but not exactly lowkey) cheering for your success and your achievements and I’ll always stalk your blogs for the clever puns and YOUR TAGS. I adore you twinny, and I hope the Highwind Day is here to stay!

@triggerxhappy: Saaaaam! I admire you like whoa for how consistent you are with replies and asks (seriously, you are never offline! How can you keep up?) and how positive and wonderful, too! I can’t think about Prompto and un-see you now haha, thanks to the lovely writing and the dedication you show for him. I love putting your Prompto in awkward situations and I can’t say I’m sorry for it - so I hope you’re ready for more. 8)

@theplagueofstars: Bik, you’re one of the very first blogs I followed when I made Aranea, and I’m happy I did. You and Demon are largely responsible for me loving Ardyn as a character and pretty much willing to build ships with him, even! XD The level of detail you add in your writing and the dedication you have to him as a muse are nothing short of extraordinary. I’m happy to be resuming activity and I can’t see what troubles our muses will create for each other - I love their shenanigans even if Aranea supposedly hates them. Thank you so much for letting me experience the most unsettling charming chancellor we have~

@antimundi: So all this love I didn’t know I had for Versus - you brought it out! I was entranced by the way you proposed to write Noctis and I have not been disappointed. There is something to your writing that captivates me every time and I love the hot, messy and bloody ship we got sailing. 8) Know that you are one of the writers that inspire me the most and I love how you create this ambiance that is so very particularly yours - thank you so much for all the fun, Calis!

@leorugiet: Nothing ever prepared me for your headcanon powers, Arcadia. I love making up small stuff, like traditional dishes or brands for fictional countries and places - but you make it something else entirely! I’m always in awe of your writing on any muse, even the crack - you say you shitpost, but your tags give me LIFE and I sincerely can’t think of someone who has Cor’s deadpan humor so on point. I am always happy to see you on the dash and I genuinely am curious to see what else we can create, either with Cor or Mors. ;) Keep rocking on, darling!

@jjillekkot: Nina. My actual sister from another mister. I have no words to describe how much I love you and how I adore everything we do together - while I didn’t get to know you on Aranea, your support was unwavering and I always managed to keep walking with your encouragement. :D I am forever in your debt for all the kindness and love you showed me, as well the advice and tips on pretty much everything. You’re brave, you’re gorgeous, you’re kind and I’m positive we’ll hangout like dorks irl one day. I love you.

[lhugbereth]

FFXV Favorites Meme

Thanks @agi92 for sharing this one!

instructions:

To celebrate a year of FFXV and the end of the first year of updates, let’s spread the FFXV love! I haven’t seen a tag meme like this for FFXV yet, so I decided to make one. If you see this and want to, copy/paste this list and share what your favorite things about FFXV are.

Favorite Chocobro: Prompto! He’s so dynamic and fun to write. He’s soft on the outside but tough on the inside, a little bit of fluff and angst and sunshine all rolled up into one. He’s also creative and dorky, and spazztastic, and if I could spend a day hanging out with any of the bros it would definitely be Prom! (Hell, I would give a limp for the chance to hang out with Robbie Daymond ;3; AH) Iggy is a close second, and Gladio and Noct very very close thirds. I love them all. 

Favorite Guest Party Member (including Ravus and Libertus from DLC): Hmmm kinda tough. I LOVE Libertus, so so much. But also Iris because she is a pure ball of cute cuddles. Honestly, I’m going to have to go with Iris, because who else beats enemies with giant moogle dolls and still manages to look bad-ass xD

Favorite Minor Character(s): DAMN this is tough. TALCOTT. Sania! DAVE!! DIIINNOOOOO!!!! I can’t choose. 

Favorite Villain: Oh, no contest here. Ardyn muthafuckin Izunia. I love this bitch. I named my cat after him. He may just be my favorite villain in video game history, because he’s crazy hot and crazy creepy - and just plain crazy, too. No one else oozes demon juice and still looks fuckable like this man does. 

(Did...I just say that? I’m sorry, I must be drunk. Blame the eggnog. AHEM) 

Favorite Kingsglaive Character: Libertus, actually. I adore Nyx, but something about Lib really tugs at my heart strings. First time I watched the movie, his facial expressions alone were enough to make me cry. I also love Luna in Kingsglaive <3

Favorite Astral/Divine Being: Mmm, Ifrit. And not just because he’s hot (pun intended) but because he’s probably the most human of the Astrals. Flawed, fallen from grace. Vengeful. Plus he’s basically Ardyn’s pet so. That’s a bonus. 

Favorite Character Overall: Fuck. Um. Prompto. Yeah, Prompto, but like. Ardyn is way way up there. So is Ignis. 

Favorite Weapon: I default daggers for Noctis, because I like speed characters. In Comrades, I’m a fan of the shuriken (especially imbued with lightning yes gimme that zappy shit), but overall I have to say Nyx’s Kukris are the coolest weapoin the game. Mostly because they are so BALLS HARD to get. 

Favorite Location: Old Lestallum! I love Kenny Crow OvO

Favorite Quest/Questline/Hunt: I LOVE getting the gems for Dino, because the boys are always so snarky about it. My favorite hunt is the one for the Giant Cactuars xD 

Favorite Boss: The Zu at Ravatogh, that thing is badass and creepy af. (As a side note, my LEAST favorite boss/hunt is the GODDAMNED Demonwall in Costlemark!!! I still haven’t beaten that thing *lays down and cries*)

Favorite Monster/Monster Family/etc: Spiracorns, maybe, or the sahagin. I think the monster designs are sooooo gorgeous, the detail slays me errtime. 

Favorite Song: Definitely the battle music for the final boss fight >> THIS ONE << It’s a gorgeous, chilling arrangement that perfectly combines Noct’s and Ardyn’s theme songs <3  

Favorite Boss Theme: (See above?)

Favorite Non-Episode DLC/Update/Event: Hm.... ChocoMog carnival, it was such a happy, carefree event *wipes tear* 

Favorite Episode DLC: E.P.I.S.O.D.E.I.G.N.I.S. WHAT KIND OF A QUESTI --- 

Other Favorites of Note: So, so much! Noctis dorking out over fishing. The random conversations between the bros while you run around the map. Chocobo racing. The off-road Regalia (and crashing into shit). The battle system. THE STORY. Ignis’ recipehs. SELFIES EVERYWHERE. 

But perhaps most of all, my favorite thing about FFXV is that I’m still enjoying playing it even a year after its release! With New Game+ and all the DLC, there’s still so much happening, and I can’t wait for all the stuff coming up in 2018 :) Thanks, guys, for sharing this awesome experience with me <3

Tagging everyone!! Don’t be shy!

[albedosoyna]

The Other Shoe

Day 2   “OMG, so drunk…”  / Wearing the other’s clothes (it is only Ignis wearing Gladio’s clothes) for @gladnisweek

Era:  Brotherhood Relationship:  Gladio/Ignis -- Established Characters:  Gladiolus Amicitia, Ignis Scientia, Iris Amicitia, Clarus Amicitia, Nyx Ulric Content: Fluff.  Alcohol.  Snuggling.  Hangover. Rating:  PG Summary:   Ignis spends the night out with Gladio and crashes at his place in the morning.  Clarius and Iris are amused by the two dorks.

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They had not intended on having more than a beer with the other Glaives. Gladio was pleasantly buzzed, well a couple of notches above buzzed, but not blitzed. Ignis was totally blitzed. All because Nyx had bought Ignis a few drinks. The drink that did not taste like there was any alcohol in it but had the equivalent of four shot of hard liquor in each of them. He drank four of them in a period of 2 hours.

Ignis was so very much drunk.

Ignis was trying to take off his shoes. He had succeeded in removing one and was hoping wildly to get at the other one. Gladio stood beside him and grabbed his arm to keep him from falling.

Ignis face was appropriately flushed and his pupils were so wide and relaxed. It was an unusual look on him. He was always so controlled in everything that he did - outside the bedroom - and it was nice to see him being human.

Ignis stopped trying to remove the shoe and looked at his feet. “I lost a shoe,” Ignis whispered loudly as he grabbed onto Gladio’s shirt. “I liked that shoe.”

Gladio wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and looked at his feet. “I’ll buy you new shoes. Cuter shoes.” Even though the other shoe was sitting beside the ones that he took off.

Ignis shook his head causing him to sway dangerously. “I don’t need cute shoes. I need shoes that are fassssionamble,” he slurred. “I’m drunk, Gladio.”

“Yes, yes you are,” Gladio chuckled “Do you want me to help you with that shoe?”

Ignis nodded and swayed a little more than he did before.

Now, Gladio leaned down to lift Ignis leg and remove his remaining shoe. He did not have the level of balance that he should have if he had been sober. It caused them both to crash into the wall and knock off a coat rack. It crashed loudly to the ground of Iris school books, Gladio’s leather jacket and Clarus council robes were now a pile on the floor.

Ignis shushed the fallen rack.

Gladio found it absolutely hilarious that his serious boyfriend was acting so silly. He was going to have to get him drunk more often. Gladio grabbed Ignis arms and pulled him away from the rack. “Let’s go,” he said as they staggered down the hall.

He heard a door open and a concerned and angry looking face peer out at him. His dad had summoned his sword as he stood only wearing his underwear at the entrance to his bedroom.

“Sorry,” he said and his voice boomed down the hallway. Gladio cowered at the sound of his own voice. Surely he would have woke Iris up with being that loud.

“Sorry,” Ignis harshly whispered and nearly fell out of his arms before he was able to get a grip on the slippery man.

Clarus sighed and the sword disappeared from his hands. “Drink some water and do try not to wake the rest of the house.”

“Yes, slur.”

Gladio snorted as his father rolled his eyes and retreated back into his room. The shield literally dragged Ignis, as he was once again fascinated by the fact that he was missing a shoe and he really needed to find his lost shoe.

“What if I left it in the bar?” Ignis said as Gladio closed the door behind him.

“We’ll make Nyx buy you a new pair,” Gladio said as they staggered to the bed. He let go of Ignis who instantly fell onto the bed with a heavy sigh.

“He doesn’t know how to shop,” Ignis said and rolled across the bed so that he was hugging a pillow. His hair was now a complete mess and in a desperate need of a comb. “He has worn those same runner for a full year.” Ignis sighed and groaned. “Horrible, horrible, dirty runners.”

Gladio snorted. “I’m going to get some water. Why don’t you try getting your clothes off so we can sleep.”

Gladio went to his ensuite and grabbed the two glasses that he quickly filled with water. He downed one before coming back out into the bedroom and furrowed his brow.

Ignis was no longer on the bed. Gladio could hear shuffling on the other side of the bed and rolled his eyes as he walking around to where he saw Ignis was on the floor, with his pants undone, his shirt unbuttoned, and the one shoe still laced on his foot.

“You okay, Iggy?” he asked as he handed the disheveled man the glass of water. Ignis was unfazed by the fact that he was on the floor and drank the water quickly.

“Yup. Your bed moves too much.”

“Oh, it does?”

“Spun me right off.” Ignis slammed the glass on the ground and looked at it as if it offended him.

“How about I help you get you back up there,” Gladio said and took the glass and put it on the end table. “I’ll join you in bed, so that it doesn’t spin you off again.”

Ignis nodded as he fumbled with his shirt. He must have thought that he had unbuttoned it already because he tore at side and three of the buttons went flying across the room.

Gladio wished he could take a picture of the shocked look on Ignis face.

“Oh, dear.”

Laughing at Ignis’ serious tone but went back to helping his drunk boyfriend to his feet, help him out of his pants, remaining shoe, and tattered shirt, so that he was only in his leopard print boy shorts. He sometimes went too far with that theme but somehow, he was able to pull it off.

“You’re still dressed,” Ignis stated as Gladio pulled back the covers. “How are you going to stop the spinning if you aren’t naked.”

“Lie down. It won’t take me long.” Ignis did as he was told but he was starting to look confused and a little ill. Gladio hoped that the water was enough. Hopefully, he wouldn’t throw up. He had made him drink at least two glasses of water before they left the bar but the drinks did have a lot of alcohol in them.

Gladio quickly removed his tight t-shirt and effortlessly shucked his pants as he had removed his sandals at the door and didn’t have to worry about a missing shoe. He slid into bed beside Ignis who quickly clung to him as if his life depended on it.

He had to reposition him a few times before he could get the pillow under his head and the heavy blanket to cover them.

“Love you, Gladdy,” Ignis slurred and almost immediately started to drool against his chest.

“Love you too, you dork,” Gladio said and ran his hands through the unruly ash hair.

It didn’t take him long to drop off. They had slept for an hour before the sleep was interrupted by Ignis running to the bathroom and hugging the toilet for an hour.

Gladio helped him through it. Allowing him to get the alcohol out of his system and replace it with water. He carried him back to the bed where Ignis was begging him to kill him.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.”

“I’m going to kill, Nyx.” Ignis said before he passed out again.

Gladio was able to get another couple of hours of sleep before the house started to wake up. He could hear the cartoons playing in the living room. Ivy was up. There were sounds from the kitchen and questions about the coat rack.

It was the smell of coffee that woke Ignis. He opened his bleary eyes; they were lined with red, as rose from the bed as if he was rising from a coffin in a cheesy vampire horror movie.

He would have walked out of his room if Gladio didn’t wrap his arms around him and hug him to his chest. “You’re in my bed, Iggy. And nearly naked.”

Blinking furiously as if he was trying to comprehend what happened. He looked dazed and confused.

It was adorable.

His first words were as predicted. “Coffee?”

“Water first.” Gladio reached for the end table where there was a glass of water waiting. Ignis grumbled something but he took a series of small sips of water.

“What time is it?” Ignis asked as he struggled to get out of Gladio’s grip but he didn’t try for long as he settled back into him.

Gladio looked at his bedside clock quickly before responding. “It’s ten.” Ignis immediately stiffened but Gladio knew how to respond to that. It was always about Noctis. “Don’t worry. Regis is spending time with Noct today, remember.”

The advisor relaxed in his arms and sighed heavily. “Right. Thank goodness.” Gladio rubbed his arms and ran his hands through his wild hair. “How’s the head?”

“I’m going to kill Nyx.”

“I warned you.”

“Shut up.”

“Want me to get you some coffee?”

“Unless you wish me to summon my daggers, that would be a wise choice.”

“Love you, too,” Gladio grumbled back. He knew that Ignis was an absolute bear without his morning fix of caffeine.

There was a knock at the door that made them both turn their attention the door. It creaked open slightly. “Knock, knock,” a small voice came through and Iris peered inside. “I have coffee.”

Ignis immediately sat up and reached his hand out. “You’re an angel.” He meant it too.

“You only have one mug,” Gladio pointed out.

“Yeah,” she said as Ignis took the cup from her hands. “You can get your own coffee.” Iris cocked her hip to the side. “My bag was stomped on the floor by your big behemoth feet, so, get it yourself.”

“Brat,” Gladio growled but snorted as Ignis took a sip of the coffee and let out a sigh as if he had tasted the most wonderful thing in the world.

“Ignis appreciates me! Right, Ignis?” Iris said in such a fake sweet tone that made Gladio wanted to throw her out of the room.

“I certainly do,” Ignis said and fell against him and Gladio easily wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. “I needed this.”

“Eew,” She said and scrunched up her face. “Can you not.” She waved her hands at them.

“You’re in my room, brat,” Gladio said and kissed the side of Ignis face. Mainly to get a reaction out of his sister. “He happens to be in my bed so I can cuddle and kiss him all I want.”

“You’re both disgustingly cute,” She said, dramatically rolling her eyes and throwing her arms up in the air. “When you are done with the gross stuff, you can get dressed, and you,” she pointed to Gladio, “can make me lunch.” She stormed out of the room and slapped the door behind her, causing Ignis to flinch.

“I cannot think of food yet,” Ignis said as he took another sip of the coffee. “But this coffee is wonderful.” There was a small pause in his speech and even from this angle he could see a smirk on his boy friends lips. “You can take lessons from her.”

“Do you want to end up on the floor?” Gladio responded and nudged his shoulder. “Because I will totally dump you.”

“Over coffee? How rude?” Ignis said as he took another sip. He rested heavily against his chest and Gladio loved it. They did only have few days where they could be lazy together. Between the demanding prince, the calls of court and his demanding little sister, this was a wonderful moment that he wanted to remember.

Ignis finished the rest of his coffee in silence but once it was completed gave a disapproving grunt.

“Ready for more.”

“That’ll mean, moving. Can you get it for me, darling?” Ignis laid on the charm. He also handed the mug to Gladio who took it from him.

“Why don’t you go have a shower?” Gladio kissed his brow and stroked his side. “I’ll go make us and Iris lunch.” Ignis looked like he was about to pout. “Then we will watch that new series you wanted to watch the second season of.”

Ignis gave a sigh and smiled at him. “That does sound divine. But I will need more coffee.”

“Of course.” Gladio rolled his eyes and started to slip out from the warmth of Ignis. Ignis really did start to pout but held himself together as he went to the shower to wash himself off.

Gladio was tempted to join him but knew that it would be a bad idea for right now to do that. He got dressed in sweatpants that were in his ‘clean’ pile and went to see what his sister was watching and ensure there was a cup of hot ebony ready for when Ignis emerged from the shower.

He was not expecting to see his father reading on the kitchen counter with a cup of coffee.

“Morning, son. You seem well. How is Ignis fairing?”

“Morning,” he returned. “What are you doing home?” It was Saturday but his father was seldom away from Regis. Especially if Regis was with Noctis for the day.

“Can’t I spend a day at home with my children?” Clarus said as he sipped his coffee.

Gladio knew his father better than that. He tilted his head to the side and crossed his arms. “Dad. Really.”

“Draitos is with his highness today. I was a little worried with how drunk Ignis was last night. I don’t think I have seen the man so out of it.” He watched his dad sip his coffee. “What happened?”

Gladio rolled his eyes.

“Nothing happened. We knew that we had a day off and went to have a drink. Unfortunately, Nyx was buying and Ignis obliged. I don’t think he understood how much booze was in the Costa Sunrise.” Gladio rubbed the back of his neck. “And he was enjoying himself.” He didn’t want to tell his father that it was nice seeing his normally so-in-control boyfriend being slightly out of control.

Clarus snorted. “That was obvious. When was the last time that Ignis had a vacation?”

Gladio poured himself a cup of coffee and shrugged. “I can ask you the same thing.” No one close to the royal family had official vacations. They had down time, but they were always working.

Turning back to his father, he could see him rubbing his grey chin. “You both have the day off, right?”

“Dad, we never shirk our duties.” Gladio’s shoulders tensed and he narrowed his eyes at his father.

Clarius immediately put up his hands hand and shook his head. “I know, son. I know. That’s not what I’m saying.”

“Geez,” Iris interrupted as she trotted into the kitchen. “Dad is trying to say that you guys need more days off.” She grabbed a pop from the fridge as she looked at them both with her hip tilted to the side.

She was much too young to look so much like mom.

“Exactly,” Clarus said and ruffled her short dark hair. “When Noctis becomes King, there will be little time for such things, so it would be wise to squeeze as much time in as possible.”

Gladio leaned back against the counter and took a sip of the strong coffee. It was brewed the way Ignis liked it. He was going to need some milk to make it more palatable. “And how are we going to do that?” It was a great idea but implementing it would be near impossible. They had too many responsibilities and Noctis was still very much a brat.

“I can help!” Iris volunteered. “I will gladly train with Noctis and kick his butt.” She was smiling so brightly as she said it that it made Gladio laugh.

“That wouldn’t be a bad idea for you to show him some of your moves.” Gladio grabbed his sister from around the waist and hugged her close. He purposely rubbed his chin against her cheek to make her shriek. He wasn’t disappointed. The punch to his stomach was enough to make him let her go. She was getting so much stronger, he wouldn’t be able to overpower her as easily soon.

Clarus was laughing as Ignis walked into the kitchen with slow and measured steps. HIs hair was damp and it looked like only his fingers had been run through it. He was wearing one of his shirts that was too large for his slender torso. It was adorable. He was holding the mug that Iris had given him earlier and was heading straight for the coffee pot.

“Morning, boy,” Clarus said as Ignis filled his cup. “How are you feeling?”

Ignis licked his lips and flushed slightly, “Doing well, sir. I’m sorry for the coat rack, sir. I will ensure that it gets fixed.” He took a big gulp of the coffee without another word and let out a heavy sigh.

“There is no need to worry about that,” Clarus said and slapped Ignis on the shoulder. “Glad you had a good night. You two take it easy today. We’ll talk more on what we were discussing, Gladio.” Clarus then slapped his shoulder. It was much harder than he had done for Ignis. Iris followed after her father asking something about school work. Gladio had other things to focus on right now and that was the sexy man sipping some coffee, wearing his shirt in his bare feet in front of him.

Gladio slid up beside Ignis and wrapped his arm around him. “You look sexy in my shirt,” he whispered into his shoulder. Ignis smelled like his shampoo and it was wonderful.

The the elbow in his already sore stomach was worth it. Ignis harshly whispered. “Your father just left the room.”

“He does know that we’re an item, Iggy,” Gladio whispered and held him closer. “And you do look so sexy.” He held the advisors arm still so that he wouldn’t get another elbow.

“I still feel like I’m intruding in your home,” Ignis whispered.

“You aren’t,” Gladio said and ran his hands over his hips and kissed his neck. “You are always welcome. I’m sure dad likes you better than he likes me half the time.”

“He likes me better because I cook more than cup of noodles when I make dinner,” Ignis responded.

“True. Still look sexy in my shirt.”

“You’re horrible.”

Gladio chuckled. “But you still love me.”

Ignis pushed back against him and tilted his neck. Ignis knew how to make him feel weak. “I will never understand my motivation.”

“Because I’m hot.”

Ignis snorted. “And modest.”

Gladio kissed his neck.

“Are you two going to make out or are you going to make lunch.” Iris had come back into the kitchen. “They just updated Odd Times on Netflix and I need to watch it. I need to know what happened to Mikey.”

Gladio groaned as he pulled away from the warmth of Ignis and turned to glare at his sister. He was hoping to cuddle with Ignis by himself but it looked like they had a housefull today.

“Gladio can prepare some soup for us and if you would be so kind, Iris, I will have to bother you a needle and thread as I need to sew the buttons on my shirt,” Ignis said as he started to usher the young woman into the living room.

“I can do that,” she said. “I want shrimp noodles, Gladdy,” she called back and grabbed Ignis hand.

Gladio shamelessly watched his boyfriend walk with his sister into her room to fetch her sewing kit. He heard his father yell that he wanted anak noodles from the living room. He set about making each of the soups; trevally for Ignis and an anak for himself.

They spent a sleepy afternoon on the couch after eating the soup, binge watching the series with Ignis cuddled beside him. His father with Iris at his side and dozing as he really wasn’t interested in the show. They ordered pizza for dinner before Ignis stated that he had to go.

Gladio wished that he didn’t have to go back but knew that he had duties with the prince first thing in the morning. Ignis had his own shirt back on, his hair unruffled and his jacket folded over his arm as he stood in the doorway holding one of his shoes.

“Did I lose a shoe?”

He gave his boyfriend a kiss and told him to wait a minute as he got the other shoe from the bedroom.

“I’m never drinking again if I can’t remember where my shoes are.” Ignis rubbed his eyes. Gladio grabbed Ignis and held him in a tight hug.

“I always got you covered,” Gladio whispered, “And thanks for putting up with my crazy family.” Even though Gladio could not see his face but he was pretty sure that Ignis was smirking.

“Any time,” Ignis said. “Thanks for, holding my hair, as it were. I shall be more careful the next time Nyx buys drinks.”

“I will always be at your side,” Gladio said and pulled away. It was hard. “Now, get a good night sleep. Text me when you get home and I will see you after Noct’s training.”

Ignis nodded, his hand idly running over his arms.

“You really did look sexy in my shirt. I should have you wear my clothes more often.”

The advisor face turned red, he received a slap across his chest. “Seriously.” He smirked. “It’s a good think you wooed me before I found out that you are a completely asshole.”

Gladio leaned in. “You love that part of me too.”

Ignis audibly gasped, hugged the jacket to his chest, sputtered and tried to say something.

It was not often that he was able to reduce Ignis to stammering. There was only one other time that he was able to reduce him speechless and that was the first time that they kissed. He gave him a quick kiss on the lips, turned him around and slapped his ass. “See ya tomorrow.”

He knew he would pay for it later but it would be worth it.

He turned around to see his dad with his arms crossed and smirking at him. “Son, you are truly a cruel man. Now, let's go have a drink so that we can talk about how we can make things work out better for both of you.”

[tales-of-a-fallen-star]

Hey there! Love your work and I love meeting another Ignis lover! I was wondering if I'm not the only one whose had this thought. I love hot, sexy, Ignis as much as the next person, but I also love seeing a goofball Ignis. Like cracking awful puns, play wrestling with his S/O, just being a goofball sweetheart. I feel like where it could be out of character for him to be that way, it makes it more special. What do you think?

First of all, thank you so much for your kind words regarding my little stories. I really appreciate them! ♥

Oh, I really like this. I actually thought about this for a while and I kinda have some own ideas about Ignis just being an adorable, loveable goofball. In my opinion there are many facets to every person and, while Ignis is very serious most of the time, he obviously also lets loose sometimes and is just the 22-year-old man he is supposed to be, so I wouldn’t say that Ignis being an adorable, pun-cracking dork is out of character. I actually think it suits him very well. (I also once read some HC’s about Ignis being a meme-queen and hell yes, totally agree with those!). But down below are just some scenarios where Ignis’s inner dork would come through (it’s kinda HC-like, but I’ve never really written anything like this before, this is more like a chain of drabbles):

Obviously, when you first get to know Ignis he seems all prim, proper and serious (and of course incredibly handsome), maybe you even doubt that this man has any sense of humour whatsoever.

But once you see him around Noctis and the others you notice his slightly changed behaviour. He let’s out a few puns now and then and, although he has the obvious need to essentially babysit the other 3, there are times where he just relaxes and enjoys the time he spends with Noctis, Prompto and Gladio. 

Over time the two of you grow closer and become good friends, he starts teasing you just like he would tease the others. That one time you tried to coax Ignis into taking his glasses off so you could try them on, but he’s relentless and insists that your request is unreasonable and he needs them to see and that they’re not some sort of fashionable accessory. So you let the subject drop for about half an hour until you sneak up on him and snitch his glasses right off his face. You put them on and give your best impression of Ignis. (”Noct, eat your vegetables!”)But your victory is very short, because this man will immediately retaliate by putting his strong arms around your waist and wriggle you around until you declare your utter defeat.

“Okay, okay, okay, you can have them back.” you laugh out of breath and turn around in his grip to face him. “They suit you much better, anyway.”Carefully you place Ignis’s glasses back on his face and push them up his nose with your index finger, just like he always does, and the two of you just stand there, looking at each other, smiling. You’re quite aware of how close the two of you still are and how he still has his arms around your waist. And then it happened quite suddenly. He closed the distance between you two and kissed you. It was short, but so sweet and it felt right.

From this moment on you became more than just friends, of course you still joked and laughed about this and that. Sometimes in the mornings, when Ignis was already up and made breakfast for you two, you were still lying in bed while he tried to get you to wake up. You turned around.“Just five more minutes,” you mumbled. After half an hour of “Just five more minutes” Ignis has had enough. He tried it the nice way, now it was time for some more drastic actions and, of course, he already has a plan. He sits down on the bed beside you, still acting all nice and innocent, he even runs one of his hands through your hair but then he attacks you by starting to tickle you everywhere and of course he knows where you’re most ticklish. Again, he is relentless and tickles you as long as he has to to get you out of bed, but you won’t give up that easily. You fight him and try to tickle him back. It does not take too long before the both of your roll over your bed, laughing and wriggling around until both of you are out of breath.

There were also these random moments where Ignis would just do something completely unexpected (of course including all the times where he ‘comes up with a new recipeh’™)  or just walk into the room and tell you a joke? Once he came into the living room where you sat and watched a movie and he asked “What do you get when you cross a joke with a rhetorical question?” and then he just left. Sometimes he would also simply boop your nose, just because he felt like doing so.

But yeah, I really love hot, sexy “I’m going to fuck you senseless” Iggy but I also live for flustered, adorable and dorky Ignis. I just love Ignis.

[faierius]

A Test of Will (IgNoctProm)

The first of my Tumblr suggestions! This one was super fun and silly to write. Prompt from the ever amazing @thatkanragirl ! Ignis having a hard time controlling himself while Noct and Prom are being stupidly cute. I’ve never written this combination before, but I certainly had fun doing it!

Pairing: IgNoctProm (DawnSpecs)

Word Count: 1060

Rating: T (For very tame allusions to sexual content)

Read on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12248922

               This was entirely unfair. Everything about this situation tested his limits. If he didn’t know better, Ignis Scientia would say someone or something was testing him. The test du jour had to be willpower. It was the only thing that made sense. Unless his problem was less otherworldly, more corporeal. His bratty companions certainly had it in them to plot his discomfort. They had done it before, and they would most certainly do it again.

               “Noct! Dude, c’mere!” called Prompto, grinning as he bounced on the balls of his feet. He waved, beckoning them over to another storefront of the cacophonous shopping arcade.

               Ignis followed along behind the prince, quiet and watchful. He felt a bit like a babysitter on this outing, but he was enjoying himself none-the-less. Watching Noctis and Prompto have fun was always a great source of entertainment. Though something felt off about it today. The boys seemed a little too silly, a little too giddy.

               “Prom, why are you looking at hats? You don’t even wear hats, dork,” Noct said, poking through a display of ball caps.

               “Not for me! I found one for you!” A bright smile made his eyes twinkle playfully.

               “What? But—!”

               Prompto cut the man off by slapping a hat on his head and yanking it down over his ears. Stepping back to admire his handiwork, he beamed.

               Ignis nearly choked on his tongue at the sight.

               Pouting, Noctis raised his head and looked from Prompto to Ignis. Atop his head, tugged low over his ears, was a black, chunky cable-knit beanie with two triangular protrusions. Prompto had adorned the future King of Lucis with a cat hat.

               One hand shoved deep in the pocket of his oversized purple hoodie, Noctis reached up with the other hand to feel a knitted ear. He scrunched up his nose. “Really? C’mon…”

               “It suits you! Doesn’t it, Iggy?”

               It certainly did, but Ignis wasn’t sure he would be able to voice his opinion. Lucky for him, he was spared the chance when Noctis pulled out another hat and slapped it on Prompto’s head.

               Seeing his reflection in the nearby mirror, air rushed from Prompto’s lungs in a laugh. “Aw, dude! Lame!”

               “It’s not so bad,” replied Noct, smirking as he eyed the giant foam fish now perching on Prompto’s head. “Since I’m apparently a cat, it’s only fitting you get to be my favorite thing to eat.”

               A few passing patrons made faces at the pair, some stopping to do a double-take when a squeak erupted from the blond. His cheeks flushed and his lips parted.

               Noctis was blushing as well when he continued. “Though the fish doesn’t really suit you,” he said, sorting through a bin of costume hats. “I think this one works much better.”

               Crossing his arms, Ignis continued to watch silently as Noctis pulled the fish hat off Prompto’s head and replaced it with a bright yellow ball cap. The bill of the cap was orange, two black circles—eyes—were painted on the front, and the sides sported fluffy wings made of fake feathers.

               “Hey, I’m a chocobo!” laughed Prompto.

               “Cutest one around,” Noctis informed him, tweaking his nose.

               The pair turned toward Ignis. “What do you think?”

               “I think you’re drawing a lot of attention to yourselves,” he replied, managing to keep his expression neutral. His heart thumped in his chest, and his fingers twitched to hold the teenagers before them. The urge to kiss them both silly was strong. He didn’t know why he did this to himself. He knew giving Noctis and Prompto free reign led to their ridiculous antics. They were teenagers after all. And even when they were infuriating, they were cute beyond words. Sometimes they knew exactly what they were doing, sometimes they didn’t. Ignis suspected today was a case of the former.

               “Iggy, come here a sec. I wanna take a selfie with our sweet new headgear!”

               Ignis hesitated. The only reason he was able to contain himself at the moment was because he stood out of arms’ reach of the two most sickeningly adorable men on all of Eos.

               “C’mon, Specs. It’ll make Prompto happy.”

               “One photo, then we stop making spectacles of ourselves. Yes?”

               Prompto rolled his eyes. “Fine.”

               Ignis approached the pair, focusing on his breathing as Noctis hooked an arm around his neck and Prompto slipped an arm around his waist. They leaned in close as Prompto held his phone out. They squeezed together to get in the frame.

               “Okay, on three! One, two…”

               Before Prompto reached three, the boys turned and kissed Ignis’ cheeks. His eyes shot wide, and the shutter sound effect of Prompto’s phone camera filled his ears.

               “Oh, man! That turned out amazingly!” laughed Prompto, admiring the image on his screen as he pulled away from Ignis.

               “Lemme see,” Noctis muttered, cheeks red.

               As Prompto showed off the picture, Ignis recovered from his shock. Clenching his teeth, he snatched the hats off their heads and tossed them back in the bin before taking Prompto’s phone out of his hand.

               “Hey! What the heck, Iggy?” Prompto’s brow furrowed as Ignis stuffed the phone deep in his coat pocket.

               “Because neither of you can control yourselves in public, we’re going home. Now.”

               Noctis frowned, about to give Ignis his opinion, but he stopped before the first word even left his lips. His eyebrows disappeared behind his bangs.

               “What? What is it?” Prompto glanced from Noctis to Ignis.

               “Iggy’s blushing.”

               Clearing his throat, Ignis adjusted his glasses. “You’re imagining things, Highness.”

               A slow grin blossomed on Noctis’ face. “No way!” he laughed. “You don’t wanna go home because we’re misbehaving…”

               The blush deepened.

               “You want to go home because you can’t kiss us in public.”

               The irritation vanished from Prompto’s face. “Oh!” he sang, grinning as well.

               “It would behoove you to keep your voices down,” Ignis grumbled through clenched teeth.

               Noctis snorted.

               “Hey, Noct?” Prompto whispered, keeping his eyes on Ignis. “How worked up do you think we can get him before we get back to your apartment?”

               The pair stared at Ignis, matching mischievous grins on their faces.

               Ignis sighed. Next time these two suggested an outing, he’d make sure to send Gladio in his stead. His normally endless willpower didn’t stand a chance against the combined forces of Prompto Argentum and Noctis Lucis Caelum.