#Noct: okay maybe he is a little

[what-wait-why]

i could do a longer thing about this but: everywhere they sit, in a diner or car or camp or gondola, Gladio always sits where he can see Noctis

[reflectionsofacreator]

📚 final fantasy, your choice of numerical!

cracks knuckles

Okay let's imagine, for a minute, about Noctis who didn't manage to escape the fire in Tenebrae. Regis lost his grip, Noctis tried to squirm out of his hold to get to Luna, something. And for the next eight years, Noctis is raised as a ward of the Empire alongside Luna and Ravus, with all the gristly details that implies because Niflheim finally has their hands on the crown prince of their hated enemy.

The story starts with Noctis' long awaited return to Insomnia at the hands of Lieutenant Drautos when he's sixteen, eight long, long years after the tragic fire that took Queen Sylvia's life. There's been some paper thin excuse about Noctis staying in the Empire for "goodwill" but everyone knows that he's been a hostage, and the kingdom is ecstatic to have their prince back.

The big reunion between beloved father and son, and it's shattered when Noctis, in a polite, quiet Tenebrae accent, asks, "Do I know you, sir?" (Because that's not what his father looked like. That's not the dad who abandoned him, is it? He's too old, surely--)

The prince that's returned to them is a stranger. Neatly combed back hair, a fondness for Tenebrae white colors, soft spoken lilting accent and impeccable manners that betray nothing of what he thinks. It's only in private, when Ignis and Gladio desperately try to get him to open up and maybe talk to them that Noctis admits that he wants to go home, to his brother and sister. The best he can do is send letters with the Messengers, a small, fluffy black dog that Ignis swears wasn't there yesterday.

We cut between Ravus, Luna, and Noctis as the letters pass hands. Ravus, having been pressured into being in the military at eighteen so he could no longer protect his little siblings, traces over the harsh stroke of the pen in Noct's letters in the privacy of his tiny cabin. Luna scribbling out her loneliness and exhaustion over being the world's youngest Oracle for four years now, saying how much she misses the comforting weight of her little brother following her around during her duties.

The Ravus we find here is harder on the outside, but fiercely protective of Luna and Noctis. His hatred for Regis is even more intense, because how dare that man abandon his own son, yet banked even further down because he cannot afford to let these emotions show when he needs to protect them. It's not just that Luna is his precious little sister -- their mother wasn't done healing Noctis before she perished, and Noctis could only rely on them. Ravus is the only one who knows that the Empire was going to kill the boy, and it was only his quick thinking that convinced General Glauca to spare Noctis as a hostage.

Luna is more tired, more worn down. Not only is she the youngest Oracle with an impossible task, she did everything she possibly could to make sure Noctis traveled with her retinue so she could keep an eye on him and make sure the Empire didn't touch him. And now that he's gone, whisked away back to his "home", she finds herself working even harder just to cope with the loneliness.

Noctis is... well. He copes, as best he can, being a stranger in his own 'home' with chronic pain and no one knowing what really happened. Even his magic is different, leans more towards healing and the like rather than traditional Lucian faire, uses a rapier like his older brother when he goes to spar. Spends time with his dog, with Ignis trying to get him to want to meet with his father, training with Gladio in the ring and trying not to flinch at how big he is (not his fault, he's just. Big like Glauca.), tentatively making friends with Cor's hyperactive blonde kid named Prompto...

It isn't until Gladio sees Captain Drautos 'checking in' on the Prince that things start to change. Drautos now has sway over the Glaives and the Crownsguard, the gratitude of the King Himself, so long as Prince Noctis keeps his mouth shut about what happened while he was being "rescued" from General Glauca. Except Noctis talks back to the Captain now that it's just him, he doesn't have to worry about his siblings getting hurt, just himself really.

Gladio charges, because even if that's a little shit of a guy that's his Prince who's being slapped around. He doesn't have a hope in hell against someone like Titus Drautos, let alone General Glauca, being only eighteen and new to the whole 'shield' thing. Gets his shit wrecked, his eye nearly cut open, and his life held against Noctis to scare them both into keeping Drautos' secret.

Gladio, while he's being patched up on Ignis' bathtub, is adamant that they tell the king and the council, while Noctis pleads that they can't or Glauca will find a way to punish Luna and Ravus. Ignis informs him that it will be happening, because this is no longer just a threat to them but a threat to the whole kingdom.

We cut to the chocobros watching as Prince Ravus and Princess Lunafreya are welcomed into Insomnia, only to have their introductions interrupted by Noctis' excited shout of their names and practically warping over to them to hug them stupid. Drautos is imprisoned now, things are starting to look up for the first time for the Fleuret siblings in ... so, so long.

I think the primary fic would end there, but I'd probably want to have oneshots set after, about the adjusting period, and how things wrap up. Something something the abuse that the kids were subjected to gets to light and has the Empire's citizens up in arms over the treatment of the beloved Oracle, Lucis uses it as a way to force Niflheim into a peace treaty. Another oneshot from the pov of someone who only knows Ravus as a battlefield commander, seeing him turn all soft and doting on Luna and Noctis. Maybe dig into how Noctis and Luna traveled around under the guard of Glauca, how it's just as much threatening as it is teasing the Lucis spies who can't get close enough to set Noctis free...

I think about this au often, if you can't tell,

[Put "📓" or some other version of a book emoji into my inbox and I'll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I haven't written but daydream about.]

[zanarkandfayth]

Happy Storyteller Saturday!

What inspired you to write Monsters Running Wild (Inside of Me), if it's not too difficult for you to talk about (given the subject matter of the story)? If it's too personal to share, (or you can also treat this as a bonus question!), what was your favourite comfort scene to write in that story?

thank you for the ask! I don't mind sharing though it's definitely gonna be a long, personal answer. also I laugh every time I see the title written out in full because I deliberately wrote it that way in an attempt to maybe discourage people from reading (don't ask lmao) and it makes me cringe. I should really remove the parentheses, or shorten the title maybe. ahem. anyways.

hhhh okay so I tend to be an oversharer so I will try to tone it down. the less-detailed answer is that I started writing monsters around early August 2022 I think? towards the beginning of that year I had two friendships blow up, the important one being the one with my bestie where our problems had been building for two years.

then in June the stomach problems I'd been having on and off since late 2019 that my doctor dismissed blew up, like "pain so bad for three days until I broke down and asked my mom to take me to urgent care and they sent me to the ER" blew up. which led to constant medical appointments and "throw medications at the wall and see what sticks" approaches, because nobody could find anything wrong with me. scans and tests kept coming back normal. I also had some separate health problems crop up during this point which just worsened things.

it is also notable that I'd been trying to move to Japan and teach English, which my stomach problems forced me to give up on, and that hurt a lot too.

so, yeah, basically mad depression over everything, I found myself feeling suicidal, and like. I have a past attempt. the mental hospital I got forced into for four days nearly killed me. that's not an exaggeration. I passed out and stopped breathing because they gave me two clashing medications. I really, really didn't wanna wind up back there if I failed in another attempt, and tbh, I didn't really WANT to make another attempt. but thoughts were in my head and I have no access to mental health care.

so in desperation I turned to fic. I wanted a long, angsty fic set before the game with a suicidal noct and ignis taking care of him, but there were none that I could find. and at this time, I had been working on another ffxv fic since November 2019, it was over 500k and nowhere near being finished (it's not posted anywhere rn except privately for people who are interested, because it's now over 600k and still not finished, send help) and I was. getting a little burnt out lol. so I was like "yeah okay, I can take a break to write something short with noct attempting to kill himself that's just for me"

I wrote it in my private just-for-me discord server. I had nothing specific in mind, I just started writing and let the words take me wherever they wanted. it was still largely the first chapter of monsters that is posted now, except there was no ignoct. when it was done, I shared it with the not-bestie, who loved it and then said something about how "if ignis hadn't shown up when he did then noct would have died and how would Ignis have felt coming in to yell at noct only to find him dead" and that they wanted to see Ignis have a nightmare about that.

I had already been on the fence about whether I wanted to write more, because I'd wanted more comfort than what I'd written and I also wanted to have Ignis find a note from noct, but I still had other fic to work on, but the not-bestie wanting a nightmare made me decide to at least (probably) write a second part.

I didn't, though, for like a month? I went back to the other fic. don't remember why I picked up monsters again, probably just still struggling with thoughts. I polished the first chapter and added a bit to make it ignoct, then I wrote out the second chapter with Ignis finding the note and the third chapter with him having the nightmare, then I kept going with noct being in the hospital and by that point a rough semblance of a plot idea was starting to form, so I decided to keep going and see where it took me.

that is probably about the point where my rocky frienship with the not-bestie started inspiring/influencing the fic. because I was talking with them a lot, but we weren't okay and we both knew it and it upset me. though to be clear, noct and iggy's messed up frienship is nothing like mine, I gave them their own problems, but it still felt really cathartic to write something where they weren't okay for a long time.

so yeah, the really really short answer is "I was fucked up and my most meaningful (but platonic) friendship was fucked up and it inspired me to write a fic where noct and ignis were fucked up (but still gay for each other) and then it just kept going" (:

also, bonus question... the stargazing at the sky walk scene is my overall fave, but I'm not sure that counts as enough comfort, so I'll say the scene at the end of chapter 31, where noct asks ignis what it was like for him when he walked in on noct's attempt. because they're both so touchy-feely and vulnerable and intimate and for all ignis' denial about their relationship, he knows, THEY know, they know they know, and also for a fic that is largely about ignis comforting/supporting noct, I love that noct is the one doing the primary comforting and supporting in that scene. it was so lovely to write.

I think this answer is too long. sorry 💀

[omgfloofy]

FFXV Crossover Fic

I've been working on an FFXV crossover fic. It's not a super big thing - in fact, it's just going to be a single one-shot that's not going to be too terribly different from the way the FFXIV event played out.

...except in this case, it's all four of the guys, instead of just Noctis.

It should be fun, due to it being a pretty different setting (different, yet alike) with a fun group of four. One of them is a chaos gremlin, so there should be shenanigans.

I'll keep what this is crossing over with a surprise for now, but there may be a bit of a tease in the snippet I've got below the cut.

Enjoy!

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Everything all started in Steyliff. During a hunt to go back in — because they were crazy and wanted to go back into that place, for some reason — Prompto managed to find a route that they hadn't uncovered before.

"Did we come through here last time?" Noctis mumbled as he looked around. Conveniently, there weren't any daemons, which made exploring it a little more entertaining, at least.

Gladio and Ignis stayed close while Prompto just trailed in, complete with the shutter sounds of his camera. "I dunno about you guys, but this area seems really different."

"Agreed." Ignis reached out to one of the walls. "There are some patterns worked into the stone that don't seem to match the rest of the ruins. I daresay that these patterns appear to even deviate from what we've seen in other Solheim era locations."

Gladio scuffed at the ground with the toe of one of his boots. "The materials seem to be different too."

"What do you think, Noct?"

Ignis tossed the question at Noctis who had stopped to set his hand on the wall. He offered a non-commital, "It's okay," in response. Truth be told, however, it was anything but. He could sense magic in the place, but nothing at all like anything he felt through the rest of Steyliff.

It was like this specific chamber of the ruins followed its own rules, separate from anything else they had uncovered before.

"Just okay?" Gladio decided to needle him for more information…

…except he didn't have the chance to clarify when Prompto called out a loud, "Woah!" Noctis and Gladio glanced back.

"Is that a gargoyle?!" Prompto's immediate reaction, of course, was to take a picture.

He was joined by Ignis who approached the stone. It was the base of a column and sure enough, there was an intricate gargoyle design carved into it. "This is quite unusual. Lucian architecture had pulled from stories and myths and used gargoyles in their decorations, but I believe that is a practice that began well after the fall of the Solheim civilization."

Noct snorted a laugh. Even Ignis was fascinated with the place. Sure, so what it was fascinating, but…

"You didn't sound so impressed." Gladio asked him. He must have picked up on his apprehension.

With an eyeroll, Noctis looked up at his Shield. "It's more that things feel weird here."

"Weird?"

"Yeah," Noctis hated it when he had to clarify things like this. "It's like… I feel something like magic, but it's not like magic at the same time."

Gladio crossed his arms. "That doesn't make any sense."

"You did ask." He had it coming. Finally, Noctis scoffed a little and said, "Maybe I should say that it doesn't feel like any magic I know. Better?"

"A little." Gladio turned his attention back to the other pair. "Iggy, any idea why this is here now?"

[yourimaginationrealm]

Final Fantasy XV

Noctis x reader (x Prompto)

_________________________________ Part 1: How you met him…  __________________________________

How you met his father, the king…..

Let’s say, you still felt uncomfortable around Noctis. No matter how you met him, you stuck between casual calling him and in a bow. That makes him so embarrassed too. But it is hard-core to hear or see him in the  Radio or TV and then act as he would be just an ordinary guy. Even your own parents couldn't believe you and say ‚Yeah that is your wish, right?‘.  However, at lunch time, he is always with you and Prompto. He takes a nap or eats something. At these times, you got used to him and even made some jokes around him. Always a little shy but he noticed your wicked smile while you looked away from him. Prompto is usually on your side to prank the royal friend of yours. He just smirked like you as he countered back.

„Guys , don't forget who will be king someday…“ He would threat. And you dared to say:

„ Yeah, the king of naps.“ Prompto just falls off from his chair due all his laughter. Slowly, you warmed up to the prince who is definitely happy about it. You can feel that he is not different at all. But this feeling crumbled every time, he invites you to his royal home. The feeling that you were million miles different and far away from this boy. The first time, you walked in like a lost puppy. And as you more got into the building, it seems bigger and bigger . You followed Noctis with a free caring Prompto. After a while you entered a fancy room with a large table. The dishes on the nice decorated table were already set.

“Noct?“ you heared a fine British accent.

„Here.“ The prince called out. A slender man with light brown hair which were all drawn back and glasses came from another room in as he bowed.

„Welcome home , your highness.“ Well there it goes.

„Hi Iggy!“ Prompto waved to him. From formal to casual. Then, his eyes met you as he closed the distance between your figures. His hand reaches out to you to shake as you directly accepted it.

„ You must be Lady L/N. Gracious to make your company. You can call me Ignis “ You nod with a light smile and nervous for being called 'Lady'? „And I need to say thank you for taking care of the prince.“ Now, you were more puzzled.

„Huh?“  Even Noctis breathed out.

„I heard you took care of him as he had a bleeding nose.“ His eyes shifted to Noctis as he uncomfortable moved to stand on the other leg.

„Where do you know?“ The prince questioned.

„ A shocked nurse came to the king and informed him about it.“ You glanced to Noctis as he rolled his eyes.

„ Come on, I told her, she shouldn’t annoy my father.“   Prompto giggled behind him.

„ I am sorry but that he got hurt was because of me…“ Ignis smiled a bit .

„ I bet his clumsiness was at fault.“ A Noctis wanted to protest but he continues „ Anyway how was the bento I made? Did you taste that I used the flavour from ....*X*, *Y*"  In the end, you understand just nothing and made him clear that you enjoyed it. In an instant, he vanished to prepare your evening meal.

„He is nice…. „ You mumbled. Noctis sighed

„ Nice like a ragging mother….“ Prompto chuckled.

„ Yeah, but he has it hard with you.“ Then Noctis wanted to hit him on his head as the blonde ducked. „HA !“ He yelled and suddenly Noctis hit him on his stomach. „ Ugh! Not fair!“ The prince smirked only. Then, his eyes wandered to you. You were staring at the fancy decoration with a mouth agape. He was a little afraid that you were too ‚impressed' and will maybe avoid him in the future. Many others did so. He coughed to get your attention. Your eyes reached his as he stuttered

„ A-Are" Really now? „ Are you alright?.“ With wide eyes you nod.

„ I think so….. „ You muttered. Prompto just mentions

„ You haven't seen anything. Wait up when you see-„ Noctis stopped him by giving him a death glare.

„ I am okay. I just go for little girls.“ Embarrassed, they noticed your impressed staring, you left the room quickly to search the toilet. Well, while stamping away, you recognized that you have no idea were the toilet is. „ Just great , Y/N.“ You mumbled to yourself. So you opened every door and peeked inside secretly. Of course, only when nobody was around. Somebody noticed you as you opened the door. You pretended that you need to go in there as you entered a room which you just stared in disbelief. The roof was unbelievable high and the gold and silver decorated the whole room. Your head brought up as you walked backwards. „Wow.“  Then you recognize this room as you contained more details. This is…. The throne room. ‚Holy shit‘ you mind screamed. This was what you had seen on pictures and TV but in reality, it was more majestic. A voice brought you to shriek and turned around abruptly .

„Miss how can I help you?“ His deep voice hollered through the room as you eyes pooped out like pizzas. Few second were needed as you bowed directly and showed your respect .

„ My majesty . I apologize.“ Nothing more could pass your dry throat. He chuckled as he stand up.

„ It seems I startled you. These clothing….. You are in the same school like my son.“ Slowly, he stepped down the stairs. As he climped down seemingly hurt, you just couldn't stand there and rushed to him for help. He smiled at it kindly. Was it okay for you to touch him? Then, he stopped and turned to you.

„ Thank you for your help. But can you tell me your name?“  Again you bowed as you answered him „ Y/N L/N, my majesty!“  His eyebrows knitted as he spoke up.

„ L/N ? Oh, your parents are excellent baker. This Choco chili cake is truly magnificent.“  Oh, when you parents would hear this.

„ Thank you very much, your Excellency.“ There he waved his hands in front of him.

„Stop this formal talk. My duty for this day is done. Just Regis.“ You looked surprised at him as your lips left .

„ Like your son.“ Curiously, he watched you.

„You know my son Noctis personally?“ You nodded.

„ He invited me here for a feast.“ You slowly told him. He started to laugh.

„How bold has this boy become , not tell his father about a female guest for himself.“ After helping him the whole stairs down, the king started with you a light conversation and wanted to know how you met his son. Shyly, you told him that you hit him with the door. You thought, he would be angry instead he snickered about it. „No wonder he would hide it. He got a pretty girl taking care of him.“ You blushed as he smiled at your reaction.

„ I don't think-" Suddenly, the door snapped open to reveal the prince.

„Y/N?“ he asked and then after a shock, realizing his father. „ Father…..“ He gulped. Hell, he didn't told him about her. The king sighed.

„Son.“ He smiled cheekily at his own blood. Noctis avoided his smirk in silence. Just awkward… Then, you said to lighten up the situation.

„So I believe…. This isn’t the bathroom?“ A chuckled is heard from the corner in this room. There stood a knightglaive slightly shaking his shoulders because of your words. Was he the whole time here? Regis spoke up to his son.

„Show your female guest, Y/N, the way to the bathroom,  my son. And behave well around her.“ Noctis breathed out and gestured to come over. You turn and before you could bow, he reached a hand to you . „ I shall take my leave now. I hope, you have wonderful evening here, Miss Y/N L/N. May we blessed meeting again.“ You nodded and accepted his handshake. With a beating heart, you sloppily dragged behind Noctis.

„Wow. I like your father.“You simply stated.

“Huh?!“ He stopped and looked at you. „How long have you been with him?“ you shrugged

„ Quite a while…..“ ‚Oh great!‘ He thought. This meant, tonight is going to held an interrogation by his father. Then, you hold your cheeks.

„He called me pretty.“  ‚Wha-! What did you just talk with him?!' Noctis watched you in disbelief.

King Regis was from beginning a wonderful person and king. His soon death couldn'/t You shake of easily. Thank God ,there were multiple times, you had met him after your first meeting. 

[chasingfigments]

Prompto post-canon calendar change

This description alone has me curious!

It started as a sprint event prompt in the FFXV Book Club discord that I haven't touched since then. Have a snippet!

Sania Yeagre is the first person to point out the anomaly, though it is some weeks after the funeral. While Lestallum spent the years of darkness struggling to keep track of its own clock and calendar, a few people, like Sania, actually tried to keep track of things beyond Eos. “We’ve checked multiple times,” she says and taps the top of the report for emphasis. Prompto thinks he’s pretty good at, like, tech stuff, but microbiology—and, in this case, celestial mechanics (maybe? should he ask? does it matter? he’s better with gears and metal and wires, not space stuff)—is not his strong point. “With the exception of the Dawn, the sun rises and sets more or less at expected times. Well within what we’re capable of forecasting.” Capable of forecasting based on what skills the survivors have. Humanity retained and lost a lot of knowledge in weird, nonsensical chunks. And what specialized knowledge they do have isn’t all that widespread unless it had something to do with survival and sustaining the five-thousand-odd remnants of the world. Prompto’s guessing that either they don’t have anyone who knows off the top of their head how to calculate when sun is supposed to rise and set or else the person is being put to better use on the reconstruction. “Okay, so what’s the problem, then?” That first night after the Dawn, Prompto’s pretty sure no one on Eos slept until the sun rose again. He sure didn’t, but he was more occupied with sorting out what to do with Noct’s— Sania reaches out and flips the report to another page. There’s a diagram of the solar system. “While it’s a little difficult to be certain due to the collapse, we thought our calendars were accurate within two to three days. We ought to be at the very end of fall right now, but based on the positioning of the stars, we’re at the beginning of spring.”

[bluravenite]

So i hadn't seen the original post since I try not to be too active here but... Im going to list off references just as a reminder 🫶 !!

A tumblr user in the ghost fandom posted about their opinion that people shouldn't write or draw dewdrop and copia as trans or emotionally complex characters. Their reasoning being:

Here's the link to the og post as well as a great reply from media nocte, which i think VERY well sums up the general argument here. "Get fucked OP."

Also this wonderful response by leafy, my love...

As well as syringe's post which even lists Tobias Forge's opinions, which OP said the papas were 'his super secret fight club level identity' which if it were true, he wouldn't be accepting Ghost band awards as himself nor with his family, nor openly interviewing about it... If it was so secret...

Tobias has even been open about other characters of his (such as Mary Goore, as mentioned per an interview) used they/them pronouns even if not INHERENTLY trans or non-binary.

He's always been openly accepting of people regardless of their gender or sexuality (this isn't to idolize him, just stating my knowledge of his values.)

My last point to op?? Here's what those "trans" people think about mine and other works.

I know i have more personal conversations with people where we have discussed how validating it can be for trans and non-binary people to write, read, explore these characters.

A reminder. Tags exist. Read the fucking tags on a fic, chances are the author wrote trans!dewdrop or "usage of cunt" in the tags or notes, and if they didn't?? It takes 3 seconds to comment "could you please add a trans character content tag please?"

As an artist myself, who originally stuck to the "stage representations of the characters" i the slowly started exploring the way i perceive their stories, how i can make MY OWN ART out of these characters that relates TO ME and MY FEELINGS and likes and opinions and such because THAT is what creativity is about. Taking what the world gives you and making it your own.

I am not trans, i am barely even nonbinary... Labels are scary, half the time i don't know who i am okay? I don't always feel like a girl, i don't always hate my body, sometimes i feel like if i live in this body for just a second longer I'll have to scratch all the skin off and crawl out of it myself... Sometimes i wish i could bind, be flat, have a deeper voice, be more masculine, sometimes i want to wear skirts that are way too short and the pretty corset from renfaire that makes my chest look so puffy and pretty... Sometimes it's nobody's fucking business... And sometimes my characters reflect what i am, what i wanna be, what i am not, and what i may never be. And just like my gender and my body?? It's nobody's fucking business.

In all my niceness and honesty. (Which are starting to run lower every time people say stupid shit in this fandom...)

Get. Fucked. OP.

Now let me get a bit more personal for a moment op... I've the posts saying you "went to a Catholic school"

As someone who grew up going to an All-girls Catholic private school, as my whole family before me had done, here's a little bit of insight.

All the shit they told you?? Yeah it causes trauma, it causes resentment and repression. Feeling disgusted and surprised when this "male character" has "female" genitals? Please ask yourself how you feel about your body first. Your mind. Why do you want to read "gay/bi men doing those activities" but not a trans man enjoying himself just as much? Would it be different if if were a ghoulette? Would it be different if the ghoulettes were the ones doing it?

OP please evaluate yourself before you OPENLY SPEAK for a community that you are not a part of, and if you ever do decide to explore your own repression, sexuality, and gender? Know that you deserve a chance at fucking up and learning about yourself. I say this from personal experiences. Making catholic school your whole personality internalizes that "sinful" feeling. That's probably why you enjoy ghost too... Not to psychoanalyze a random person on the internet but...

Get help.

Thank you.

[luridaemos]

i know people are tired of versus 13, but i've been thinking about if anything from the trailers will be made relevant to kingdom hearts 4 lately so i want to just dump my thoughts here. also a little bit about the 4 trailer because a certain line is bugging me and i’m going stir crazy waiting for news. like for one "there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so" was so important that it was in all of the trailers until the direction change and could possibly be mentioned by mom or yozora himself. if maybe "the true figure is still hidden in sleep" is still important with how much sleep still seems to be (sora and yozora sharing dreams but also riku’s dreams and sora’s apparent coma upon arriving in quadratum). strelitzia is the new white-robed figure & it’d be so cool to maybe see a variation of yozora vs strelitzia or even sora vs her:

i kind of feel like maybe the conversation between noct and stella might have been mostly scrapped

i think mainly the parts about a select people being able to continuously see a light in the sky after a near death experience from which they gain power from at the cost of another's life. but the stuff about etro opening the door for the dead and a light shining down could easily become “door to kingdom hearts” related or even related to the meteor shower that happened on destiny islands. maybe worked into the characters we know arriving in quadratum the way kairi arrived on destiny islands.

there’s also the whole “eyes that see the light of expiring souls” and “there are things i just ‘know,’ and i have no idea how.” which i guess could now be yozora being able to go to the final world in his dreams. 

plus an conversation that happens directly after noct talks to stella after their first trailer interaction which boils down to a disembodied voice asking who noct is and him responding that he was going to ask them the same thing. a line added in a later trailer is him saying “goodbye. whoever you are.” which i’m thinking could either be now yozora talking to whoever stole his appearance/whoever told him to “save sora” or completely reworked into his meeting with sora in the final world. i think it’d be super interesting if yozora had spoken to the person who stole his appearance before hand and maybe even become friends before it happened, but i’d honestly be okay if that isn’t the case. it being whoever told him to “save sora” could also lead it to him not knowing who stole his look and that maybe the same person took nameless star’s name.

i’m also wondering if “the heart resides within the soul, which in turn is guided by fate to its rightful place.” and “the choice is yours once more.” form the kh4 trailer is related to yozora saying “if you are who you say, and it was fate that brought us here, then... my path is clear.”

i also wonder if “guided by fate to its rightful place” is more related to yozora or sora, or perhaps everyone who isn’t supposed to be in quadratum and it’s clear that it’s up to sora to decide what to do. sorry if this is all something people have already talked about at length. i just figured i might as well use this tumblr dump my hyperfixation thoughts somewhere.

[painedprince]

"Nah, I was always pretty sure I wasn't marriage material." Prompto snorted. "I don't know, I never expected the whole... falling in love thing? Serious relationship stuff? Sounded scary." And as much as he might laugh about that after the fact, it was true back then. He couldn't help but wince a little bit at the mention of the arranged marriage, choosing to let the subject slide past. "I mean, there's a lot I want to keep just for myself, but... wouldn't mind the world knowing I'm married to the world's hottest fisherman."

Cackling at his own words as much as Noct's, he gave up on conversation altogether and moved in for a long kiss. "I love you, too. Because you are at least equal in dorkness." Okay, they should get up and do things soon but... maybe lounging around and kissing a little bit longer was fine. Good, even.

"What!?" Noctis gasped. "Not marriage material? But you're so cute! And thoughtful and funny and just overall the best. You know that, right?" He had to have. He said yes, didn't he? "I mean I think I used to think it was nice before the whole. Uh. Realization set in that I might not get a choice about it... Oh- Yes! I am the world's hottest fisherman." It seemed it was easier to agree to compliments when they were fishing related.

"Mmmm... but you're way dorkier."

[amalia-uwu]

Serena Nocte

Undertale by Toby Fox

Art by fudgelling-away

Drabble by me

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You had finished your night routine.

You walked towards the bed room. Wearing a forest green night gown with lace at the bottom and around the neck.

You were also wearing a viridian silk robe with lace on the sleeves.

Your hair tied in a messy bun.

You noticed Sans laying on bed.

He had his back turned to you. He was wearing nothing but his shorts.

You loved these shorts, the pun on them was thrilling.

However as much as you wanted to make him scream, you decided not to, today.

The candles by the window illuminated his bones softly.

You took a moment and looked at his bones.

His pearl bones were so beautiful.

He is so handsome.

Many people asked you. What was it? That you liked it him?

There were far more attractive men out there than him.

What was it that captivated you?

You smiled and always replied that in your eyes he is the most handsome man.

In your eyes he is beautiful.

Short, Stout, Sturdy, Perfect. You were in love with his personality; funny, shy, protective, kind and many more...

Besides, the outside beauty withers in time, while the internal beauty is eternal. The internal beauty doesn't wither in time..

The way he looked at you, touched you, took care of you, his behavior drove you insane!

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You couldn't sleep anyway, so you just sat by the window a little, looking at the beauty of the night. Such a calm night.

The moon was crescent, the stars accompanied it, shining like small pearls of light in the darkness of the night.

The sea was calm. You could hear the waves brushing the coast softly.

You heard some owls, birds and cicadas.

You sighed softly.

You shouldn't had drunk that coffee.. Now, look at you looking like a vampire.

You looked at Sans's books. Hm..

It wouldn't hurt to take one now, would it? Maybe it could help you sleep.

You carefully walked over the small library you had at the room and looked at your choices.

Heh, there were so many books, both yours and his.

His books were mostly physics, astrophysics; stuff related to science. Oh, the things you learned from him.

You found one with constellations. You carefully took it in your hands and walked towards the window.

You sat close by. The candles and the soft moonlight illuminating your face.

You began searching the constellations.

You found some in the sky and read about them....But...

...It's not so fun when Sans's isn't next to you, holding you and explaining them to you...

... Hm...?

Hm. Not a bad idea; maybe you can do that tomorrow. You'll ask him in the morning.

You were looking out of the window, lost in thoughts; when you heard mumbling, rattling and murmurs.

You looked behind you to see Sans shivering. His once peaceful face had scrunched and looked troubled. He curled up like an infant.

... You got up and took blankets. You took a warm bedsheet and gently put it above him.

Then, some blankets, green and blue in colors. You carefully laid down next to him you put your hand on the front of his sternum and brought him closer.

Your silk clothes gently caressed his naked bones. He turned around and you tucked him under you.

You wrapped him in your embrace.

You brought the blanket up to his mandible. You rested your chin on his skull.

He came closer to you.

After some minutes, his bones stopped rattling.

He murmured something inaudible in his sleep but, soon stopped. He sighed contently.

There was silence for some time until you heard his soft snoring. You pressed a soft kiss on his frontal bone and rested your face on his skull.

You made sure to leave his nasal cavity uncovered.

... Can even skeletons suffocate?

Okay, he needs to give you skeleton anatomy classes again.

It took you some more minutes but eventually you closed your eyes.

The sounds of Sans's soft snoring, the waves, the cicadas lulled you to sleep.

You fell asleep cuddling your skeleton boyfriend! You sighed contently.

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The end! 😘

Thank you for reading! 💙

Sans fell asleep while waiting for you to come to bed. Now why would you keep him waiting for so long? Shame on you. He's getting cold, what will you do?

*Wrap him in a blanket, nice and fluffy. *Cuddle your poor skelly. Kiss kiss. *Pounce on him like a starving beast tsk tsk, be nice, he's asleep!

[scientiastudy]

Pleeease can we get a fic of Ignis taking care of reader after they're injured doing something dangerous and he's quietly very mad but needs to make sure they're ok

HKEHFSF OF COURSE YOU CAN!!

Pairing: Ignis Scientia x Reader

Word count: 1.4k

Rating: G

Content: Hurt/Comfort (literally), mutual pining, protective Ignis, fluff, one-shot

Author's note: Once again this got out of control because my mind is all Ignis 25/8. I love this trope so much and I love Ignis so it was a double whammy. Enjoy!

Ignis huffs as he dabs your wounds with disinfectant, drawing a hiss of pain from you at the sting. You’d been a victim of a coeurl hunt gone south. One of their electrifying whiskers had gotten you right in the chest, rendering you useless for about half of the fight. You’d been infinitely thankful when Prompto had come to your aid with a potion and a cheeky smile, but now you wish he’d left you there to rot.

Okay, maybe that’s a little dramatic, but the silent treatment Ignis was giving you was enough for you to prefer the company of the coeurls.

Ignis had been opposed to the hunt from the start. Not only did he think it was beneath a king to run around doing jobs for mercenaries, but he had been hesitant about your targets as well. He’d taken the entire drive to lecture your party on the instant-death attacks coeurls could dole out, as well as all their electric abilities and tendencies to maul hunters. That had been enough to get Prompto on his side, but not the rest.

Gladio had no such reservations about your quarry. He thought it was good combat training for Noct, and nobody was ever going to see Gladiolus Amicitia back down from a challenge. He’d dismissed Ignis’s concerns with a cocky grin, and you were 90% sure he’d tuned out his lecture from the way he’d been quietly snoring in the back of the Regalia.

You and Noct shared neither of the two’s opinions. Noct saw it as just another job, and you saw it as a chance for a new adventure. That wasn’t to say you were particularly excited about fighting murderous electric cats, but being outside of Insomnia and seeing the beasts you’d only heard about in stories was intoxicating.

When it had finally gotten down to the nitty-gritty, your excitement had been cut short by a coeurl whisker to the chest. ‘Great,’ you thought, ‘Just what Specs warned me about.’

Now, as you sit on the cold counter of your hotel bathroom, you wish you’d taken his words to heart.

When the five of you had arrived to your room, Ignis had immediately directed you to the bathroom with a shake of his head and a sigh. He hadn’t said a word since the two of you had entered the small room, and the silence was killing you.

Under any other circumstance, you’d be mortified you were shirtless in front of Ignis Scientia, but now it makes you want to get swallowed up by the floor and die.

Okay, again, a little dramatic, but having the man you’ve had a crush on for Six knows how long see your chest molted black and blue with electricity was not how you’d wanted this to go.

Of course, Ignis is nothing if not professional. You’re seated on the edge of the counter facing him, your legs separated to accommodate the older man as he works. His fingers are clinical and precise as they apply ointment over the affected areas, soothing the dry and burnt skin that the curatives had failed to heal. It isn’t so much his gaze that’s killing you, but the silence.

A talking Ignis you can work with, a lecturing one even more so. But silence? Oh you know you’ve screwed up this time.

The silence persists as Ignis unwraps a roll of bandages, the crackling of the unrolling filling the bathroom as Ignis begins to wrap the fabric around your chest. You’ve been patched up enough by him to know that this is signaling the end of the ritual, and you couldn’t be more glad.

He taps you on your shoulder, your cue to hop off the counter and turn around so he can seal the bandage on your back. You do as instructed, secretly savoring the gentle but firm touch of his fingers now that he isn’t looking.

You feel him rip the edge of the bandage and press it down, but oddly his hand doesn’t move after the bandage has been sealed. You both stand there for a moment, your heart hammering in your chest.

“I do wish you wouldn’t be so reckless,” Ignis’s voice is so sudden against the silence that you almost jump at the noise.

“I- uh-” You fumble for words as your traitorous brain fails you. “I’m sorry,” You say, your voice quiet and meek. “I’ve just been so excited since we left Insomnia, y’know? I’ve never had a chance to see any of these things in person before. It gets the better of me sometimes, I’m sorry,” You inwardly cringe. Despite your low tone, your words feel too clumsy and unwieldy in the air between the two of you.

Ignis still hasn’t moved his hand. The touch of his fingers between your shoulder blades feels more electric than any coeurl whisker could ever be, and you resist the urge to shiver under them.

“I know,” He replies, his voice low.”But please remember that while Noct is my formal charge, it does me no pleasure to see you in these situations.”

You’re suddenly infinitely grateful that you aren’t facing Ignis. You can’t see yourself, but you’re certain your face is redder than a tomato at the moment. Your heart hammers in your chest and your blood roars in your ears at his words. You fight to remind your rational brain that he means this as a friend, that he’d say the same thing to Prompto or Gladio in a heartbeat. But with his hand on your back and his voice rumbling behind you, all rational thought is out the window.

You nod, not entirely trusting your voice to not betray the utter panic happening in your head and heart.

You momentarily panic even more, your mind completely scrambling as his fingers begin gently trailing down your spine, leaving little sparks in their wake. Oh Astrals, you’re going to tell Prompto just to leave you to die next time.

But just as quickly as they appeared, his fingers leave your back as you feel him step back from behind you. You stay stock still where you stand, afraid to even breathe and ruin whatever moment is happening between the two of you. You hear him sigh again and walk towards to door, and before you know what you’re doing, your arm shoots out to gently grab him by the sleeve. Oh dear Astrals what am I doing-

When you meet his gaze, you see a flicker of surprise and confusion from behind his glasses. You’re certain you’re redder than the paint in Cindy’s garage as you flick your eyes down to where you have his sleeve caught between your fingers.

“Thank you,” You mutter, in what you hope is your most sincere voice.

Ignis doesn’t reply at first, you can feel his familiar calculating gaze rolling over you as you once again wish to disappear into thin air. Gnawing anxiety fills your chest, and you begin to worry that you’ve ruined whatever is happening here, that you’ve totally misread the situation and Ignis is going to think you’re more eccentric than the chancellor himself.

It only intensifies when Ignis turns towards you again, fully facing you as your mind races.

Unexpectedly, he steps towards you again, the familiar scent of laundry detergent and a mix of spices you can’t quite name filling your nose. You both preen and panic when he places a hand on the back of your head, your heart beating out of your chest as he gently places a kiss into your hair.

You freeze again, briefly wondering if maybe you’d died when that coeurl had hit you. That had to be it, the shock had stopped your heart and now you were in the afterlife living out some sort of self-imposed illusion.

Unfortunately, the warmth from his lips radiating through your hair, the hand on the crown of your head, and the heat from his chest confirmed that this is, in fact, reality.

But as quickly as the moment comes, it’s gone. Ignis slowly pulls away, and you resist the urge to chase his warmth. He makes his way to the door again, and you swear you see the slightest hint of pink dusting his cheeks.

Maybe you'll let Prompto revive you next time after all.

[errantknightess]

Ship: Noctis/Prompto || Words: 677 || First kiss, mutual pining

Prompt: Wardrobe malfunction

[Read on AO3]

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The weather outside is frightful.

Prompto sputters as a sudden gust of wind blows the swirling snowflakes straight into his mouth. It hadn’t been snowing this hard when he left the house, but now as he follows Noct up the stairs out of the subway tunnel, the pesky white immediately finds its way into every nook and cranny that isn’t protected by his hat or scarf.

“Dude, we’re gonna freeze before we get to the arcade!”

“I didn’t expect it to get this bad.” Noct gives him a guilty glance, blinking the icy droplets off his eyelashes. The tiny stars that cling to his wispy bangs make him look even more ethereal than usually. “Sorry for dragging you out here.”

“Nah, it’s okay,” Prompto says quickly. He’s already feeling so much warmer. “You’ve been cooped up way too long with all that princely paperwork. I totally get it, I’d be itching to get out too.”

Noct shakes his head, dislodging some of the snow that has piled up on his beanie. “Yeah, but... Maybe we should have just stayed at my place.”

Prompto thinks about it – imagines the two of them nestled up on the couch, braving the snowstorm with two cups of hot cocoa and a single blanket. Probably watching a movie, accidentally meeting hands in their shared bowl of popcorn. And then falling asleep with Noct slumped against him, soft dark hair tickling Prompto’s cheek as his best friend’s head slips from his shoulder onto his chest.

It’s too risky.

It makes his traitor heart beat too fast and his dumb crush bubble up dangerously close to the surface. Out here, at least his secret is safe. The tell-tale flush in his cheeks can be easily chalked up to the chill, and there are enough thick layers of clothes between them to keep his thoughts sober.

“Don”t worry about it,” Prompto says out loud. “I’ll be fine! Just gotta bundle up a little.”

He tugs at the zipper of his jacket, but instead of pulling it up, his hand meets an unexpected resistance. “Ah, crap.”

“What’s wrong?” Noct asks, and the immediate concern in his voice makes Prompto melt a bit.

“My scarf got caught in my zipper,” Prompto sighs. It’s a nice scarf, too, the fluffiest and warmest one he owns. He’s been so careful to make sure it lasts him a good while. And now both the scarf and the zipper are gonna be ruined. What a waste.

“Let me see.” Noct steps closer and gently bats Prompto’s hands away from the collar. His breath comes out in white puffs that fade on Prompto’s face as he gently starts to pick at the wool strands. Prompto stares at him cross-eyed down his nose, quietly committing to memory every time Noct’s knuckles brush against his jaw.

Noct is always doing this kind of things without thinking. Without even realizing how much it’s killing him.

So much for safe.

“There,” Noctis says, after what feels like an eternity, and far too soon. He pulls at the zipper, which moves freely again – nicking Prompto in the lip before he thinks to lift his head.

“Ow!”

“Shit.” Noct lets go of the zipper, his eyes round with alarm. “Sorry! You okay?”

“Yeah,” Prompto whimpers, and carefully tries his lip with the tip of his tongue. The freezing air makes it sting more than it probably would, but he doesn’t taste blood, so it can’t be that bad. Still, he doesn’t protest when Noct presses his thumb to the sore spot, tracing it with a soft, warm touch.

And then, he covers it with his own lips, and it dawns on Prompto that maybe all this time Noct has known exactly what he’s been doing, and what it was doing to him.

“All good?” Noct whispers into the small space when they finally part.

“Best I’ve ever been.” Prompto grins, wide and incredulous. It tugs at the cut and makes it prickle again, but he couldn’t care less now.

He just leans back in to kiss it better.

[theguardianofinsanity]

I Told You Not to Sit There

FFXV boy x gn reader

Maybe a little ooc but I don't care. Man is too pretty for me not fuck with him a little

You turn the ignition, hearing the slight roar of the regalia. You turn to Ignis in the passenger seat, "Quick question, where are we going again?" You give him a slight smile. With a small sigh he opens up the map of the area and points to the chocobo haven, "Ah, right thanks...Blondie I can hear you bouncing in the back seat" You adjust the rearview mirror to see the widest smile coming from Prompto.

"Sorry man! I've been wanting to ride a chocobo for like ever" he nearly yells.

"I understand, but save the yelling until we're not around other people maybe?" You say while looking at the people in the parking lot near the diner giving you all weird looks.

"Alright fine" he slumps back in his seat while you readjust the mirror. You put the car in drive and drive out of the parking lot.

You all are in the middle of the trip when you start asking for specific directions from Ignis. "You're to be going straight for a while" he says looking at the map and then putting it away shortly after.

"Hey master chef! Where is that map going?" You question.

"By this point, I've memorized it. No need for it now" he says calmly while leaning back, "You're going to make a right here"

"Okay then smarty pants" you say with a sarcastic tone while turning the wheel. You shift a bit in your seat, "I can't believe the regalia doesn't have seat belts, don't any of you feel at a little uneasy?" You nervously say.

"Well if the driver isn't stupid, we don't have to worry" you hear Noctis say from the back.

"And that's why I put you in the backseat, the only ones allowed to say mean sarcastic comments here are me and Gladio" you say annoyed hearing a approving grunt from the bigger man. You look in the side mirror to see little my chemical romance ON TOP on the back of the car. "Noctis Lucis Caelum! Get down from there or I swear to the Oracle I will turn this car around and beat your ass!" He simply ignores you like the little shit he can be.

You lean over to Ignis and whisper, " You might wanna text Prompto and Gladiolus to prepare yourselves", he gives a nod with slight understanding of what your about to do. You look back to Gladio and Prompto to see them holding on to the car.

You turn your head to the road, you raise your foot and...

SLAM ON THE BREAKS!

You hear Noctis scream from the back. You look up to the rearview mirror just in time to see him slide and hit in his seat hard. "OW! Y/N!" He yells at you waving his arms in the air. Meanwhile you're cackling in the driver's seat.

"HA! THAT is what you get! That is what you get HOMEBOY!" You yell looking straight back him still laughing, the others soon joining you. Noctis slides down in his seat, hiding behind his hair.

Finally catching your breath, you press your foot on the gas and continue the drive to get some chocobos. "Just to let you know Noct, I am not sorry for that" you say with a smirk.

"I'm gonna get you back for that" he whispers.

"Sure you will sweetie" you say turning into the chocobo haven.

[stonecoldmeme]

@painedprince

"I hope you don't want a specific time frame for scheduling reasons, Noctis." Ignis joked dryly, giving a mock-offended sniff before lightly running fingers through the former prince's hair. "No schedules, no goals to meet. Only needs and wants to tend to." Well, maybe that seemed a little indulgent, and he was sure Gladio might have a word to say about that later, but--

Prompto, for one, was okay with sheer indulgence. "Wow, Noct, when the switch flips..." A tease and nothing more, shifting to move even closer (not that it was technically possible) so he could deliver another kiss.

And since there had been invitation... Ignis started with a semi-innocent, light touch to Noctis' hip, which slowly started to move toward his thigh. "I suppose we do owe you some time as the center of attention..."

"How much time do we need? Five years? Ten years? Forever?" Noctis pouted at Ignis. As if the pout would induce reprimands instead of absolute love. Preposterous!

Gladio just shrugged, really just as lost as Ignis was, or at least seemed.

Noctis grumbled. "We had... a lot of time, earlier," he admitted. "Just- someone touch me. Or multiple people. Everyone? Everyone, preferably."

[rey-is-not-a-skywalker]

Gladiolus Amicita SFW alphabet.

Warnings: none.

Felt like doing another one, so here we go! Remember to leave requests for any characters you would like to see next!

Enjoy! ❤

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A - Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Gladio doesn't care where you are, he'll always show affection to you. He loves to be affectionate towards you in many ways- be it grabbing your waist and pulling you in, or something like head rubs and messing your hair up a little- he does love seeing you like that.

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

He's the motivational friend, but not the 'you can do it', kind of motivational, oh no. It's more... 'Get your head outta your ass and pull yourself together' kind of motivation.

C - Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He will happily let you cuddle up to him. He loves laying on the sofa and having you rest on his chest. Usually he will put an arm around you as you both lay there with blankets keeping you both warm.

D - Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking, cleaning, ect?)

Though he doesn't usually show it, he is actually an amazing cook, especially when it comes to meat, egg, and fish. He tends to steer away from cooking a meal though, and will instead make you both a lovely cup noodle with only the freshest ingredients. Cleaning wise, he isn't the best at cleaning, but he will do so from time to time.

E - Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would only break up with a partner if he had a very good reason to. For example, if you were being purposely rude, or if his royal duties prevented him from being with you. In the first scenario, he would be straight to the point, and wouldn't show much emotion. In the second one, he'd also be straight to the point, but he'd show some emotion. He knows you would understand though, and he hopes you can be together again someday.

F - Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? Do they wanna get married?)

Honestly, I cannot see Gladio getting married. I think he'd be too caught up in his royal duties to want to commit to anything, especially something that would last as long as a marriage. He would also have to make sure you were 'the one' before even considering a full commitment.

G - Gentle (How gentle are they both physically and emotionally?)

Physically, he tries to be as gentle as he can. He does try, really he does, but his chunky body makes it difficult sometimes. Emotionally, he won't be very gentle if you're sulking like a baby- he'll most likely tell you to snap back to reality, but if you really are struggling, he might give you a hug or two. He's not the greatest at advice, but he will give you an amazing pep talk.

H - Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it, and what are they like?)

He loves them. He will do it whenever, wherever, as long as you are okay with it. His hugs are usually warm, and he's able to properly embrace you- his large self makes sure of that.

I - I Love You (How fast do they say the “love” word?)

Slowly. He doesn't want to commit to anything too quickly, and these words are only really words he uses with his very close family, and even then, it's on very rare occasions.

J - Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What are they like when jealous?)

Gladio doesn't get openly jealous. Yes, he will get jealous, but he doesn't show it. If you're flirting with another, he'll silently observe you until you're alone, or until he can't take it anymore, in which case he'll drag you away and have a word with you.

K - Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Gladio likes to be explorative about his kisses- particularly where he kisses you. He'll sometimes go for the fingers, maybe the cheek, but his absolute favorite thing to do, is lift you up and kiss your forehead.

L - Little Ones (How are they around kids?)

This man is amazing around kids. He'll make sure that they're always happy, and if they're not, he'll try and cheer them up. He acts like an older sibling to children... though, he's not at all prepared to have his own kids.

M - Morning (What are mornings like with them?)

Mornings with Gladio are usually non-existent. The truth is, he wakes up at the early hours in the morning to train, so unless you're willing to wake up at 4am and go on a run, you don't see him in the morning until breakfast time.

N - Nights (How are nights spent with them?)

Usually very slow. Gladio stays awake at night not only to kill some daemons, but also... to play games on his phone. He loves it when you're able to stay up late too and play some games with him.

O - Open (When do they open up about themselves?)

Never. He doesn't see a need for such sob stories, and he especially doesn't want to upset you. If anything ever comes up with everyone else opening up or telling people anything, he'll just remain silent.

P - Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Very easily. I mean, only a few things anger him, but those few things are... well, quite common. First of all, Noct can be infuriating from time to time. Another thing that tends to anger him is people that try to hurt Noctis. They try to hurt him? Oh well, he's expendable. But Noctis...? He will not be having that today, no siree.

Q - Quizzes (How much do they remember about you?)

E V E R Y T H I N G. You can tell this man anything, and he will remember it. Sometimes he even remembers word for word what you rant about. It's not like this man has a good memory, it's just... he's very observant of you.

R - Remember (Favorite memory with you?)

When you went to Galdin Quay and sat on the beaches... with a pot of cup noodles in both of your hands. In his eyes, there's nothing better than the sea breeze as you eat, and the way your hair was flowing in the wind was just magnificent to him. After you finished your noodles, the two of you had a mini water fight in the shallows of the sea water.

S - Security (How protective are they?)

There's not a word to describe how protective he is. He will stick by your side, 24/7, and his reflexes are the best you ever did see. If someone was shooting at you, he'd take all the bullets for you. If someone was out to assassinate you, likelihood is, he'd spy the assassin and kill them before they had the chance to even touch you.

T - Tears (Do they ever cry? Are they open about it, and why do they cry?)

Very rarely. In fact, the only time Gladio cries is when he loses a loved one, or a dear friend. Even then, it's not a lot of tears, and he will pull himself together after a while, and keep pushing forward. He only wants to impress you, even in the afterlife.

U - Ugly (What are their bad habits?)

His sarcasm. This may not seem bad at first, but when he's making a sarcastic remark every two sentences, it does become a bit of a problem, especially at times where he's supposed to be serious.

V - Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

For the most part, Gladio doesn't care much how he looks, but he will do little things, like making sure his hair and beard is well groomed, and presentable.

W - Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Short awnser- yes. Long awnser... Gladio would indeed feel incomplete without you, but he wouldn't show it. He wouldn't say anything. He'd just suffer without you, but he'd always keep fighting.

X - Xtra (Random HC)

He teaches you how to forage. This man loves nothing more than to go out into the woods with absolutely nothing with him, and just... survive. A big part of this is foraging, and he will teach you what all the best things to eat and pick are.

Y - Yuck (Things they don’t like either in general or a partner?)

Gladio doesn't like people who nitpick at every little detail. He wants to be who he is and do what be wants, without having anyone criticise him for being the way he is.

Z - Zzz (Sleep habits)

His sleep habits are all over the place. Sometimes, he'll stay up late, and wake up late, sometimes he'll stay up late and wake up early, or sometimes he might not just sleep at all. The man has no sleep pattern.

[ffxv-chocoheadcanons]

Hiya! I was wondering if I could get some hcs for the bros noticing their s/o being super distant lately and finally confronting them only for their s/o to completely break down sobbing, telling him that they’ve been feeling just really useless and unloved lately. Like how would each chocobro react to this/ comfort them? I hope this makes sense and is and ok request!

AN: This has been sitting for so danm long, and I mean I wanna write again soooo here we go, I hope your okay with me adding and changing a few things cause I am a utter simp for a Polybros and weak for A/B/O so ima add those into this much like other stuff now, so here we are I hope you enjoy! Also side note I wrote this all on my phone, at work so it's a little rushed and all over the place I'm sorry I will try to make them better /o0o\

Word Count: 2,844

Pairing: Chocobros x Omega Reader

Dynamics:

Noctics [Alpha], Gladio [Alpha], Ignis [Alpha], Prompto [Beta] it's a fight between Omega or Beta for Prompto.

Warnings: light omega depression,  slight suggestions of nsfw

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With a yawn Noctis blinked a few times to get the blurriness out of his vision. He was the first one to wake up to his surprise, or well he thought so? Looking around he was in-between Prompto and Ignis, with Gladio behind Prompto. He was warm and content, yet something felt off? Missing? Sitting up a little more he noticed someone was missing. You there omega, rubbing the back of his neck he was puzzled he fell asleep last night with you curled up next to him and prompto… right? Why was there omega gone? How did she wake up and not wake anyone, mostly Gladio but then again. Looking at the Alpha he was drooling some with loud snores he honestly found comforting, that would explain it he was out cold. 

Noctis was thinking, maybe he should get up and look for you, maybe you were already in the kitchen. You kept on how one day you would even beat Ignis to the kitchen and make everyone breakfast. Maybe that's what you were doing. With a yawn Noct started to get tired again from the warmth of his pack before he felt the lull to lay back down and pass out again. 

It was a few hours and Noctis woke up again feeling Ignis move away from him. With a whine he opened his eyes looking out. Ignis yawned but bent back down, placing a kiss on the prince's head seeing him wake. "It's okay...go back to sleep" the Beta whispered to him, brushing some of his hair out of his face. Noct didn't need to be told twice and pass back out. 

Ignis shuffled around the room as quietly as he could, slipping on slippers and a shirt. Stepping out of the room he glanced around the hall before walking to the kitchen. He was glad the king moved them into a larger apartment seeing as Noct formed a pack. He scented the air to try and catch your scent but it puzzled him how faint it was. He noticed you weren't in the bed this morning. "Y/n?" He called softly looking around the kitchen. No coffee, no warm scent, no sweet words or affection. Just a normal empty cold kitchen. Maybe you were in the living room?. Walking around he poked his head around the corner to look into it, nothing. Fixing his glasses he did notice one thing though, the pillows and blankets on the couch were missing. It clicked, you had to be in the nest room. 

Going back to the kitchen he decided he shouldn't bother you if you were, he knew you liked to fix it once in a while, he needed to look at his phone soon and see the calendar, you had a heat coming up soon if he remembers correctly. It didn't take long for everyone else to wake up and shuffle out of the room with the smell of breakfast being cooked. Still one person didn't show up, Gladio stood next to Ignis at the stove leaning back on it as he slowly slipped  his mug filled with coffee. Watched Noct just about drag Prompto to the livingroom to sleep on the couch some more. "Where's y/n?, I didn't see them when I woke up" he mumbled into his cup, turning his gaze back to Ignis. His eyes trailed over the male looking at the darker marks on his neck that Prompto and Noctis left behind the night before. 

Ignis turned his head to glance at the others before he hummed with a puzzled look. "I think they might be in the nesting room the blankets and pillows are gone from the living room" Gladio nods. They all knew better then to knock on that door, recently you have been in there more and more, not to mention last time Noctis wanted to cuddle with you in it you nipped at him with a growl. It was the first time in a while you did that to him. Noctis was so heart broken that day he whined the whole day next to the door apologizing the whole time. "Is there heat coming up?" Gladio asked, reaching for his phone. Lighting up the screen he checked the date, soon his own run would start to rear it's head. This was the only time his Rut lined up with your heat for once, he would have to get to you soon about it to spend some time together, but also with the others not wanting to leave them out of it.

Ignis plated the food for everyone, placing them down on the table. "Prompto dear can you let y/n know breakfast is ready? They should be in the nesting room" Prompto nods, getting up leaving a whiny tired Nocotis on the couch. "Come on princess" Gladio said walking to the couch to mess with Noct. Prompto all but bounced to the room with a small knock on the door. "Y/n? Ignis finished breakfast, if you want I could talk him into letting you have it in here" he said rolling on his heels. It was quiet for a while, no response, no whine or growl, no chip or anything…. Pure silence. Tilting his head to the side he knocked again, his knock still light. "Y/n?" He questioned. Still no response. With a confused frown he took a deep break. "Please don't be mad at me for opening the door but I'm worried" , humbled , pushing the door open. Poking his head inside the nest room held a gloom to it, almost feeling ice cold. "Y/n?" He asked to step inside. The normal mess of the nest was folded neat and missing a few items. The shirts, and jackets all folded as well in a small pile. There rested a note on a plush chocobo Prompto got you he scented for the nest. Picking it up he started to read it before he let out a loud whine and sob. 

The three at the table all froze, leaning to look down the hallway waiting for someone to come out. When no one did and just a small wail from Prompto, Gladio got to his feet followed by Ignis rushing down the hall. Noct was still groggy and confused. Prompto turned his head hearing Gladio push the door open quickly entering. Glancing around he noticed how the normally full, warm room was pale and empty almost. Ignis was quick to Prompto's side, placing a hand on his shoulder taking the paper. Prompto had a death grip on the Plush holding it to his chest, he may have been a Beta but at times they wondered as he did show some Omega traits. Gladio reached out for the sensitive Beta opening his arms letting him bury himself into his body taking in the Alphas scent. 

Ignis skimmed the note quickly and frowned looking over at Gladio. Before reading it out loud. "I'm sorry, I only got in the way, I don't want to intrude anymore. It hurts to leave this, but just know I love you all… y/n '' Ignis was quiet as Noct stepped closer taking the note from his hand looking at it over and over. A low growl came from him deep in his chest as his vision blurred from the tears starting to form in his eyes. No… he couldn't let you go, they needed you… you needed them you were all bonded together. Noctis shoved the paper back to Ignis storming out of the room on the hunt for his phone. Gladio looked at Ignis seeing the heart break in his eyes as he ran his fingers in Prompto's hair as he balled his eyes out whining, his nose buried in the plush. "Ignis…" Gladio said softly. Ignis didn't answer before he nodded already knowing they needed to find you, for your health and there's. 

You stared into the cup on the table with a sniffle. You shivered feeling the painful tug in your chest. Hearing a sigh you glanced to the side at the Alpha that placed his coffee down on the table pulling out a chair to join you. Sitting down he leaned on one of his hands, tired eyes looking you over trying to think of what to say. "You need to at least drink something, '' he said in a calm tone. You lifted your head more, your hair falling in your eyes. You e/c looked dull, with bags under your eyes. Looking at Cor you shook your head. "No…." Cor rubbed his eyes before running it down hisnfave with a huff. "So… you finally going to tell me why you snuck away? You know it's dangerous out at night, let alone you being the Omega in his highness pack" 

Your dull eyes trailed from him to your hands messing with the bracelets you had on your right wrist. Each one made by the guys, your mates. You thought back to last night, it was a night filled with passion, love, sweat and whines. From the loving touches and sweet hands, from how Ignis helped bath you and Prompto with Gladio and Noctis nearby. From how you fell asleep in the cuddle pile, to slipping away and leaving. For the past several months you have felt detached from them. They kept leaving to the citadel for work, but it was their job and what they had to do, the distant feeling of when they came home, to how it felt like they barely talked anymore, or how it felt like they spent more time together without you. You felt like a burden to them, maybe they pitted you, or just wanted to keep you because of your second gender. You wanted to talk to them about it… but you got scared and decided to leave, slip away in the night. Sadly you didn't get far as Cor was checking on the guards and caught you. Seeing him you fell apart and balled into his arms. 

Cor took you to his small apartment not wanting to poke and prod why you looked so upset, and why you were slipping away yet. He wanted to let you calm down before asking all the questions. He knew you had a strong bond with the boys,, and how much they loved you, how much they talked about you or how at times he would pick them up and they smelled heavy of you,, or how they seemed to be on cloud 9 when he stopped by.

Leaning back on the worn chair it creaked from the shift of his weight. "I…" you shook your head before moving a hand to your neck feeling a painful throb on the bonding scars before moving your hand to the other side. You could feel it, with the pack bond and their mate bond the heartbreak. They noticed, you gave a loud whine letting your head rest on the table giving an all chirp and a foul burning rubber scent. "You need them… and they need you" Cor said, placing a hand gently on your shoulder. He didn't want to overstep any boundaries. Hearing his phone roar to life he glanced at it before pressing the side button to quiet the ringer. "Y/n…" he said softly, leaning on the table taking his hand from your shoulder to yours to get you to look at him. He was quiet already seeing the lost look in your eyes, his distant you looked, how much pain was in your eyes and how you almost seemed to fade. The first onset of an Omega depression. 

He quickly got to his feet moving to pick you up, placing you on the worn couch before grabbing his phone to call Ignis. Listening to the rings he moved around to grab a few blankets he had he placed them on you. Your body was shivering, with the whines and whimpers. Ignis answered quickly with a shaky voice. "Cor, it's y/n, there gone and we can't find them-" "ignis, breath y/n is here at my apartment, I would get here quickly though I think they have a Omega depression onset" in the background he could hear Gladio growl loudly and a whine from prompto. "I tried to get them to explain, but they seemed distant about it, this has to have been on for a few days, just hurry up and get here" 

It didn't take them long to reach Cors apartment almost busting down the door getting inside, lucky cor left it unlocked. He sat in a chair next to the couch watching you to monitor it. Noctis wasted no time pushing past Gladio to get to you, look you over and call your name softly with purrs. 

Cor let Prompto take his place to be near their omega and try to drag them out of it as Gladio joined in. Picking you up he placed you in his lap whispering your name. Ignis stood there almost frozen as Cor came to his side. "Ignis… how long have you guys not noticed this?" He asked. Ignis shook his head. "I...I didn't notice, I didn't even see any change in y/n… we have been at the citadel a lot more, yet Y/n was fine… or well we thought so" he sighed shaking his head he joined the others on the couch resting a hand on the couch cushion by Gladio leaning down to place a kiss to your head and scent you. 

Everything hurt, or well it did hurt. The pain dulled to a small throb in your head. Feeling something pick you up you whined trying to move away, but your body felt like cement. It didn't take long before a familiar scent started to waft into your nose. Taking a deep breath warmed your heart and body. Gladio, one of your Alphas. Struggling to open your eyes you looked around before the blurry image of Gladio turned more crisp and formed. Next to him was Noctis almost curled on his shoulder to look at you whining and puffing out as much of his scent as he could. There was a head in your neck and a wetness, Prompto you could catch his scent right away, above him resting on Gladios head was Ignis looking down at you. 

"Y/n…" Gladio said softly, feeling some tension leave his body. "Dont .... " he couldn't even get the rest of his words out before he crumbled holding you to his body as he buried his face into your neck crying and whining. Your omega kicked into gear hearing the stoic strong Alpha break. It scared you seeing him so broken, "Alpha?" You whispered, nudging him, reaching a heavy hand to his face running along his beard. "No… don't cry" you said softly, your body trying it's best to pump out a calming scent. 

It took some time of cuddles and whines, mixed with scenting before you felt light again. "Y/n… why… why did you leave" Noctis asked, holding your face in his hands. "Not…. Not wanted anymore" you said softly with water eyes. "What… no never we always want you" Noctis said with a determined look on his face. "But…. You're always gone… all of you" Noctis huffed with a glare, but it wasn't for you or your pack mates, it was for the council, the idiots who always called them away from your side, making them stay long hours on end. "I'll rip those damn council jerseys to shreds' ' he snarled. "Dear… we love you more than anything" Ignis said, crouching down. He rested abandoned on you and one in prompto's hair as he held onto your middle face buried in your stomach refusing to move as be whined. 

Noctis was fuming, he was going on and on about talking to his father to set it straight, how he wanted to rip them to shreds for making their omega so upset and going into a depression. His fangs bared and his scent souring. With a whine he turned hisbatrention to you as you reached out for him. All the tension in his body seemed to melt, moving to you to your calming scent. "Alpha…." You whined. "I will have a word with them when we go back" Ignis said, glancing at Cor who shrugged.

 He turned to grab his jacket. "I'm going to be outside the door… just… don't start anything on my couch please I can drive you all back home when you're ready to go" with that he stepped out the door giving you all a moment. With a loud purr you buried yourself in your pack's scents with a small sniffle. "Im… im sorry" nothing more was said as they curled around you bringing you into a cuddle pile smothering you in affection. They would have to deal with the old Council layer, right now they needed to comfort their omega vowing to never let you get this upset again.