#Prompto and Ignis make an appearance

[sparklecryptid]

A Reveal because the Lucis Caelums had a magical family tree made up once and somebody finally found the thing after it was lost in the archives for a few centuries.

Regis is not even the only person with bastards, he's just the most recent one and it's not even the biggest scandal.

(That would be the confirmation that the children of that one LC queen couple of hundreds years ago were most definitely not sired by her husband, which honestly, everyone expected already because the man was so gay and not even pretending otherwise.)

Noctis stares at the magic family tree.

He stares at it. Ignis stares at it.

The two of them exchange looks.

"Well," Noctis says eventually, "Do you think I can toss the crown at one of my siblings-"

Ignis gives him a look that would make lesser men weep.

"I'm not sure they would appreciate that."

-

After that Noctis takes the family tree and with Prompto's help carefully looks up the names of his siblings.

One of them lives in Lestallum and works as a scientist at the power plant, Thanatos seems to be a cheerful man with red eyes and that makes Noctis wonder WHY no one has connected him to their father earlier.

The next is Ardor, who has a Kwetter account that is only used to post blurry shots of beasts and daemons that Ardor was hunting and to response to his other siblings.

Which is how Noctis finds out that all his half-siblings know about each other and regularly interact through the internet.

It makes him feel a bit lonely to be honest. He understands their desire to not want to come forward but-

Well.

He's always wanted a bigger family.

The next person Noctis and Prompto find is a man named Ace who is Hunter and sometimes appears in Ardor's photos. He's Galahdian, obvious by the beads in his hair, and Noctis and Prompto share a look when they realize that Ace is married to an active member of the Kingsglaive.

Persephone is next, she's a priestess with a warm smile that Noctis thinks is somehow comforting and threatening at the same time. She is also married to an active member of the Kingsglaive and routinely shows up on her siblings feed asking them to 'please reconsider what they are about to do'.

Jules works in a book store. She has mousy brown hair and bright blue eyes hidden behind thick frames. She looks like someone Ignis would get along with.

Bard is - okay, Noctis has known who Bard is for a while know, her videos go viral whenever she posts her street performances and Noctis knows that Ignis and Gladio are fans. He wonders if he can get them an autograph.

Jupiter is the sister of an active member of the Kingsglaive and Noctis begins to wonder if they're training them so poorly they can't recognize members of the loyal family.

There is nothing on Mercury's page but cat photos that she tags her siblings in with 'this you?' the latest of which is a wet cat staring at the camera that Mercury tagged Ardor in.

Noctis is a little hurt that they all know each other and yet never bothered to come forward.

If he posts a video of the magically glowing family tree on his Official Account and tags all his siblings in it with 'this u?' well-

Noctis deserves to blow up the internet once and while.

As a treat.

(The existence of the siblings gets quickly brushed aside when the family tree - upon study by various historians - confirms that the children of The Star were not sired by her husbands.

Thanatos immediately posts a joke about 'horny running in the family'.)

[mrsmneme]

My Art Summary 2023

2023 will end soon. I faced a huge change throughout the year such as promotion, relocation, tougher schedule, etc. I was too busy to make arts, but I'm so glad that I made enough to create an art summary. Because my arts weren't finished in monthly basis, so I don't add names of months again. Thank you for all impressions and participations for my work. I'll keep practicing. 🥰❤️

The first one was the 2023 celebrating piece. I made the chocobros playing multiplayer game, the same composition as Comrade's advertisement, but they are older, in alternate ending appearances.

The second one was a happy birthday Ignis piece. I drew his much older self, as we had seen him greeting King Noctis in alternate ending end credit. Thanks @gakusa2 in x for the gorgeous reference.

The third one was a happy birthday Ardyn piece. I drew his chancellor outfit with his famous grin.

The fourth one was a comic I made in an Ignoct gift exchange 2023 campaign. I drew more realistic brotherhood Ignis for the first time.

See full work here.

The fifth one was a finished sketch, but I will color it later. The piece was a Gladio/Ignis romantic moment. I got my inspiration from my Gladnis mutuals and made such ship related piece for the first time.

The sixth one was one of [chocobros in Hellsing TV series outfit] series, I drew Noctis in Integral Hellsing's outfit first.

The seventh one was a part of [chocobros in Hellsing TV series outfit] too. I drew Gladiolus in Alucard's outfit.

The eighth one was still part of [chocobros in Hellsing TV series outfit]. I drew Ignis in Walter C. Dornez's outfit.

The ninth one was made for Ignis fashionweek 2023 campaign. It was first created in 2022 but I couldn't finish it, so I retried in 2023. The outfit was [shirtless under a suit].

The tenth piece was a happy 7th anniversary of FFXV piece. I drew 7 characters in top 100 Final Fantasy Big Vote.

The eleventh piece was made for Christmas-themed FFcolorwheel in x.

And the twelfth piece was the last one in [chocobros in Hellsing TV series outfit] when I drew Prompto in Seras Victoria's outfit.

[veryace-ficrecs]

Prompto/Ignis Fic Recs

This list will include all ratings and tags, so read at your own discretion! :)

third time's the charm by greyskiesblack - Rated T

The last thing Prompto expects when he finds a Mr Flopsy toy is a date, but that's exactly what he gets.

For What It's Worth by saisei - Rated T

Genetically engineered clones weren't made to live long. When Prompto finds out he has just months to live, he calls Ignis. Ignis will know what to do.

Come Find Me by saisei - Rated T

Prompto sees Ignis' soul-light the moment they first meet; Ignis doesn't. Prompto knows that not everyone's guaranteed a happy life with their soul-partner, but he's glad to be able to be friends. He doesn't mind knowing he can never have more.

i saw you in the stars by chthonicheart - Rated T

To: Noctis 11:02 AM did i happen to get married to anyone last night? To: Noctis 11:02 AM particularly, ignis?

The Train by Selador - Rated T

Someone summons daemons in the middle of the train in Insomnia, and Ignis isn't sure if he wants to date the blond guy who helps out or recruit him. Fortunately, he's good at multitasking.

Momentum by Asidian - Rated T

Just the sight of him, standing there holding a cup of coffee, barrels through Prompto's brain like a puppy excited about going out for a walk – and before he even realizes what he's doing, he's fumbling for the camera. He snaps five shots, in quick succession: Ignis looking into the distance, expression soft and preoccupied. Ignis lifting the coffee. Ignis with his lips on the rim, taking a tentative taste. Ignis closing his eyes as though to savor it. Ignis with his eyes open again, looking directly toward the camera. Wait, thinks Prompto, as the last one burrows its way into his thoughts and starts setting off alarm bells. What?

Dragon Blush by Selador - Rated G

Dragons always protect their hoard.

You Say Rotato (and I Say I Love You) by lithos_saeculum - Rated G

Prompto, brainwashed by late-night infomercials, starts buying Ignis useless kitchen gadgets. Surely this can't end well. Or can it?

until you make me move by taizi - Rated T

This moment is one Ignis will keep until it sits in his memory the way Prompto’s camera sits in his hands; well-loved and weathered from being picked up and admired over and over and over again.

How to Break a Deal With the Devil by ohmyfae - Rated T

Prompto Argentum was cursed at birth by a bored trickster god, giving him inhuman, glowing red eyes. His curse earned him censure and ostracism from the town in which he grew up, but he stubbornly refused the god every time he appeared to offer Prompto a wager as a way out.

Then Prompto met Ignis Scientia, a blind traveler from Insomnia with secrets of his own, and with their burgeoning friendship, Prompto found that he suddenly had much more to lose...

Hold Me Tight, Or Don't by countingpaperstars - Rated T

It was then that he saw him - the most gorgeous person he’d ever laid eyes on, leaning against the bar and laughing openly at something his friend next to him was saying. His hair was spiked up, like many of the other patrons', and he’d somehow squeezed into the tightest pair of jeans ever created, a purple coeurl-print shirt stretched across his broad shoulders like sin.   In which Prompto finally meets Noctis' advisor Ignis, but to both of their surprise, they've met before.

The Short Double-Life Of Ignis Scientia by ohmyfae - Rated T

Ignis Scientia has promised Noct that he'll go out and meet his new friend, Prompto Argentum. Just for an afternoon, of course, to make sure that the strange, disconcertingly cheerful teenager is truly everything he seems to be.

Eight hours later, Ignis is sitting in Clarus Amicitia's office, covered in glitter and body paint. How the hell did it end up like this?

Mutually Exclusive, Collectively Exhaustive by whimsicottly - Rated G

“Give it to me straight. Does Ignis hate me?” “Yep,” Noctis says. “Wait, what?!” Prompto struggles to not fall out of his chair. It takes him a second to recompose himself. “I mean, of course! I knew that.” “That explains why he watches out for you in battle, takes the time to learn about your interests, and makes excuses to spend time with you,” Noctis, the traitor, continues. “Good job figuring it out.” “When you put it that way… “

If the Strain Proves too Much by saltslimes - Rated T

Prompto knows, on some sort of principle, that Ignis will not kill him. Consciously, unconsciously, whatever. But practice and principle are two different things.

[omegothic]

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

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

the game is a mystery to me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[primamchorus]

Does your OC consider their voice particularly "sexy"? Do they try to adopt a more seductive tone in romantic situations? How successful are these efforts?

hihi, good evening (or perhaps afternoon for you by the time i'm answering this? :0)! i hope that you've been doing well, mimble! thank you for the ask!

OC Language and Vernacular Questions

primam absolutely does not think her voice is sexy. she can be told by several people that they think her royal accent (which appears to just be queen's english / rp in-game) is sexy, and she is just, "ahaha...no... please stop, actually."

she does, of course, also tend to get very flustered if people tell her this.

as for romantic situations...aha... no, not at first. god...she's like a shivering leaf rattling away in the wind whenever it comes to anything more romantic, especially in regards to prompto. skdjf though, once their relationship is established, she does get more confident over time, and will say things he wants to hear in her voice and accent to appease him (because she's like that for him).

tandem has moments. i don't think he particularly cares if it is or isn't. what matters is that he can make it if or when the time calls for it. as someone who is definitely far more promiscuous than his sister who only has eyes for one person, tandem has eyes for no one, but still seeks pleasure all the same, he has learned how to adapt to certain sexual scenarios where voice ends up being a more key part of that session pending who it is and what it seems they're after.

in any case, i believe tandem's been very successful in a number of situations to at least elevate the trysts he's been in. he doesn't exactly have a romantic drive, mostly a sexual one.

nnnnah sdkjfsf

mollis is not exactly the type to think she herself is sexy. like, maybe she'll look in the mirror and just be like, "damn, that bitch is cute today! oh! that bitch is ME!" but that's mostly it: she thinks she is more cute than she is sexy.

same really applies to her voice as well. unlike a number of the nobles (ignis + a good handful of the ones i've written), mollie does not have a royal accent. she got her common accent from her mother. that's not to say it can't be sexy, though she definitely does not get as many compliments as her other noble peers who didn't drop the accent like gladio or noctis.

i think she can do a good job, however, at adopting a more sexual tone. she does like whispering sweet nothings and little words of praise to her girlfriend during intimate moments.

oh, absolutely not.

ros doesn't really think about his tone all that much, and it's kinda obvious. he speaks in a semi-monotonous tone with flat inflection. even then, because of the mild-royal accent he has, there are people outside of nobility and royalty that tend to find it more appealing and attractive. though you'll get people that are like primam, vera, or even lyra kinda, "i guess it's because they don't hear us talk all that often outside of news or interviews?"

ros is also...i'm not going to flat out say supremely aro/ace, but that's how i've written him so far? so, at the moment, there's definitely no 'turning on' of the 'sexy voice' or even an attempt at it.

is it strange that i don't really like thinking about that for aestus? like, i dunno, it's slightly strange to me for some reason. i can't articulate why.

though, seeing as he's married and has a child, i'm sure there's some kind of sexy voice down in there. somewhere.

when i imagine him speaking, though, i personally kind of imagine colin firth a bit? maybe with a bit of a deeper pitch. so take that as you will.

vera actually gets into disguises much more than aestus does, and she leans into playing her role. she's a really good actor when she needs to be, and if that means turning on a sexy voice to get the job done, guess what? she's practiced that sexy voice and has had it work a number of times in her favor.

as for whether or not she thinks her voice on its own is sexy, i don't think she has a grand opinion one way or the other. she views her voice as a tool that has to be honed and practiced to achieve what she wants out of a situation. so generally a very neutral approach to her voice in that regard.

at the moment, i haven't really written romance for vera. she doesn't exactly shy away from romance when i think about her and kind of toy with the idea like some of my other characters, though. so...this is something i'll have to see for myself if i...she? decides to pursue romance at all in the future.

nope. not at all. she doesn't really want to think about it. lyra doesn't care one way or the other if people perceive her voice as sexy. she doesn't think about it. key part of that: she doesn't think about it. she doesn't have the motivation nor the passing thought to think about such mundane things like her voice.

she speaks with mostly one tone, and that is the one tone you're most likely going to get. will she ever change that tone? probably not. well, unless she's angry, perhaps. then there might be a bit of a tonal shift. but for the most part, lyra makes no conscious effort for it. all that effort and going out of their way for things can be something her siblings do, lyra is out.

[olivia200312]

Chapter 2: The Ball || Different (FFXV! Ardyn Izunia x WW! Reader)

Summary:

Y/N is a fallen Wing Warrior that can't fly. She is also a loner. When she gets found by King Regis, he takes her under his wing and trains her to be a strong warrior. But when a handsome (tragic) man, known as Chancellor Ardyn Izunia, sees her at a ball, held by King Regis himself, he takes an interest in her. He begins watching and obsessing over her. When Y/N gets sent away by King Regis to protect Noctis and his friends, Ardyn will do anything to make Y/N his… and his only.

But while Y/N is completely clueless about it, she searches for answers through stories. But can she change his heart that is shrouded in darkness and desire for revenge? What if Ardyn becomes king when Noctis sleeps in the Crystal for 10 years? What if he returns to fight Ardyn? What if Y/N becomes deadly sick with no cure?

All can be found in this book!

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It's been like a month ever since Y/N arrived in Eos. It's like an earth-like planet where she was now. It's been... interesting to say the least. She was allowed to explore the surroundings of Insomnia and mostly the books attracted her to them. Y/N was careful of her surroundings and she didn't let her fears get in the way, especially when it came to her wings, her pure fluffy white wings. They were sensitive, yes... but they were strong as well. 

As time passed, Y/N eventually met more people who would become her friends: Noctis, Gladio, and Prompto. She already met Ignis. She found out more about who they were. Noctis was the son of King Regis and also the heir to the throne. Prompto was Noctis' best friend. Gladio was Noctis' shield while Ignis was the advisor of the royal family. It was... interesting. 

Not only meeting them but also her training. 

The current king and Cor trained Y/N for hours by fighting with weapons. She felt herself becoming stronger than before. While she did become stronger, there was someone in the shadows watching over her... 

Y/N was clueless about it.

She also got permission to use books to learn more about the monarchs, histories, and places. The very first Lucis Caelum king was Somnus. The book said things like who his parents were and where he was born. It also said that he was the only child. Now something told in Y/N's gut that it wasn't true. Why was she feeling this way? Was there something that the historians didn't find? Or was it kept a secret? Why was the woman feeling rage? 

It was nearly ball and Y/N found a dress that was color (choice) (please choose or imagine a color that will suit Ardyn's appearance. It's unknown which color his favorite is. But if you dislike the idea, than feel free to choose a color that matches your white wings). She got enough gil, the money that Eos uses, to pay for a dress in a clothing store outside of the castle. She put on the beautiful ball gown dress and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked beautiful... stunning. She was taken aback. Her hair was slightly curled and her face had light makeup on. She wasn't too girly to put on a lot of makeup. She didn't mind to put a little bit.  

Once she saw that everything was looking fine, she put on her ladies' flat shoes instead of high heels. She was not a chick high-heel person. She took a deep breath, closed her wings securely, and opened the door. She could hear very faint music playing around. She stepped out and closed the door behind her. She walked towards the main ballroom, where the king held the ball out for this evening. Y/N entered the room and she gasped by how big the room was and even by how many people there were. Everyone was well dressed in suits and dresses. King Regis was this time not on the throne as he was speaking with some men who seemed to be in high positions. 

Once she saw that everyone seemed to be busy with one another, the Wing Warrior began to feel sad. She was again a loner and an outcast. She needed to do something about it. 

But what she didn't know was that she was being watched. 

She saw a drinking table nearby so she went there and boy, was she a shy and polite girl. If she bumped into someone then she apologizes. She also said politely and softly "Excuse me" to pass by. Once she reached the table, she grabbed a glass and poured water into it. She wasn't a drinker or a smoker. She preferred herself clean inside. Once she finished drinking water, she set the glass back down and that's when King Regis walked on stage, grabbing the microphone from the stander. "Good evening, everyone. I want to thank you all for joining the ball for tonight." King Regis went on by why he held the ball and he spoke a little further, until the singing part comes. He looked at Y/N, who looked nervous. She asked the king a day before if she could sing before the ball would be held. She explained the reason and that was she wanted to sing and teach the people of Eos that she was different. She was sure that the music was still the same just like in her world. 

"We will today have singers on stage, first one will be my apprentice. Please welcome Y/N," King Regis said, welcoming Y/N with a warm look in his eyes. 

Y/N walked towards the stage and there were applauses from a lot of people that were in this room. She felt shy and smiled a little. Due to being an outcast and a loner, she experienced depression and had many episodes of attacks inside of her. But she tries her best to not let it get to her. She stepped on the stage and took the microphone from King Regis' hand before bowing to him in respect. Once she stood up, she saw his kind and heartwarming eyes looking into hers. He laid his hand on her shoulder and patted her very shortly before leaving the stage. 

Y/N looked toward the crowd while hiding her nervous expression. She was sweating but hoped it would be gone if someone wanted to dance with her. Uhm, spoilers, she was a bad dancer. She did a small bow first before she stood straight up and spoke: "I'd like to thank his Majesty for inviting me on stage. I requested it before this ball took place. I will today sing a song that is actually from my world. It is in French but it's a beautiful one. It's called 'Love Story'. Enjoy."

As Y/N began to sing, she didn't know that her singing voice improved. Sure, it was normal for beginners not to sing perfectly but... there were celebrities out there who were born with singing talent. Some of the couples began to dance while others were gaping at Y/N. To them, she was a beauty with a beautiful voice. Y/N sang with her eyes closed and with a smile, she danced a bit and used her whole body to move. She even did a couple of small and delicate spins. 

Among the crowd, there was a man with yellow/amber eyes. He didn't exactly wear a suit but he looked damn fine. His hair was red-violet. He also had handsome strong features. He looked at Y/N with deep interest and smirked. He will speak to her after she finishes. 

Once Y/N was done, she bowed and the public gave a big applause to her for that. She gave the microphone to the next singer, who was also a woman but not a Wing Warrior. Both women gave each other a respectful nod before they parted ways. Y/N carefully walked down off from the stage and once her feet hit the floor, she felt relieved. Sure, she did enjoy singing, but she was a nervous wreck on stage. Her sweat began slowly to disappear. 

Just as she wanted to grab a drink (with water) at the table, a man stopped her. He was dressed... with interesting clothing for this ball tonight. Or was this his choice of clothing for a living? He was dressed like a chancellor and wore a fedora hat on his head. His eyes were amber and his hair was red-violet. He smirked at the Wing Warrior and the woman was blushing. But why? 

"My dear, I heard you singing on stage and I must say, your voice is like gifted by the Gods," the man responded. 

Y/N felt her heart flatter at the compliment by this man. But... why did her body tell her that he was not someone to be trusted? He looked to be a mysterious man but why does he look interesting to Y/N? "Why, thank you, sir. It's an honor." She bowed. 

The man grinned this time but still had a smirk on his face. "I must say, you're interesting."

Y/N tilted her head a bit to the side. "How so?" She was clueless about what the mysterious man meant about that. The man thought that it was cute of her to be oblivious. "I heard that you are from a different world by rumors. And that seems to be correct—my, my." He circled Y/N and the Wing Warrior kept an eye on him. "You are unique. Wing Warrior, am I correct?" He said as he stopped in front of the woman. 

Y/N nodded, showing the signal that he was correct. That's when he smirked again and wanted to touch her wings, to feel how soft they were. But he decided not to do it that... yet. He leaned a bit too close to Y/N's ear and whispered: "Even your name is beautiful... Y/N."

Y/N wanted to ask how he knew her name until she remembered that King Regis said her name out loud in front of the crowd. She felt herself embarrassed. She tried to hide it by covering her face with her hands but the mysterious man grabbed her hands delicately and held them in his big warm ones, causing Y/N to blush. 

"Ah, ah, ah. Don't hide your beautiful face, my dear," He flirted. 

Just as Y/N wanted to remark, she heard the woman sing a song and Y/N couldn't help but look at her. She was... too shy to look at the man holding her hands. Y/N felt her fingers hooked under her jaw gently and her head turned to look into his amber eyes. He smirked, let go of her, and bowed, which surprised Y/N. 

He then stood back up and stuck out his hand to her, causing Y/N to blush even more. "May I have a dance with you?"

Y/N settled her hand on his and he, with care, romantically held her hand. Y/N blushed again. She should learn to stop blushing so much. The man noticed it and chuckled. "You blush too much, my dear."

Y/N squealed and pulled away gently. But the mysterious man pulled her back. That's when another beautiful song came on. It must be a song from their world, Y/N thought.

The mysterious man gently tugged Y/N and she quickly woke up, realizing that she was being led to the dancefloor. Y/N didn't know how to dance and she panicked on the inside. Once she was by the other dancers, Y/N didn't know what to do and she looked pleadingly at the mysterious amber-eyed man for help. He smirked at her and placed her one hand on his shoulder and the Wing Warrior felt his one hand on her back. She blushed slightly. He leaned to her ear and whispered: "Just follow my lead, my darling."

Y/N nodded, shyness taking over as they began to dance. It was a slow dance and it felt... so right. But her body kept screaming at her that this man was not someone to be trusted. But she betrayed herself and found herself enjoying the dance with him. Who was he? She felt lost in his amber eyes. 

Y/N yelped as he dipped her gently. He smirked and pulled her back up. As the song ended, he leaned in and Y/N blushed furiously. Was he going to kiss her? She had never been kissed before. Yes, she was a virgin too and it made her nervous as heck. She found herself leaning in too and just as their lips were about to meet, there suddenly was an attack, causing Y/N to pull away to look at what was happening. She looked with wide eyes as a familiar figure entered the room with black wings. It was a male. He scanned the room and smirked upon spotting Y/N. "I finally found you, Y/N."

[ffxvficrec]

by chasingfigments It’s going to take several days to make it up to the Vesperpool, and who knows how long after that to see if they can actually locate any of the mythril Cid needs to repair the boat. The first day’s drive is a lot of aching silence, which Prompto tries in fits and starts to patch over. Ignis tries to engage with him, a little, but when his eyes aren’t on the road, they’re on the rear-view mirror and the sullen Noctis in the back seat. Noctis tries even less, and Prompto wilts into silence in the front seat. Or: After Gladio leaves, Noctis withdraws. Words: 1890, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Prompto Argentum , Noctis Lucis Caelum Relationships: Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum Additional Tags: Canon Compliant , Emotional Hurt , ignis technically appears but not enough to be tagged , Missing Scene , One-Sided Attraction , there are hints prompto has feelings but noct's feelings are unknown

[ruinedbycatastrophe]

@pyramultimuse liked the idea of a ball/gala thread!

The Shield's foot tapped against the marble floor, amber eyes looking around for something. Some kind of danger or conversation he could cut in or even some people watching he could do. Noctis wasn't even here, at home sick. Ignis and Prompto were with him but Gladio had to make an appearance here at this gathering. It's something in Amicitias to show up for the King, even if it isn't their King. Gladio frowned. He wants to sneak out. His eyes catch a flash of long silver hair. Piercing eyes. His head tilts. The Shield moves from his position against the wall. Suddenly intrigued. He's never seen him before. Gladio watches him for a moment more before walking closer. Testing the waters.

[crackshots-a]

( HAPPY BIRTHDAY PROMPTO!! | @royalarms )

❛ hey . ❜ the greeting seems cool & unbothered to most , but there's a certain uncertainty that might be sensed by any who know him more personally . he approaches his friend with hands stiff in his pockets & blue irises that wander anywhere to avoid the contact with the cherished man's before him . but , he knows he'll only make their situation uncomfortable if he continues to stand there , so he cuts to the chase with a much less awkward approach , ❛ it's your big day , yeah ? don't think i forgot . ❜ & he summons a couple items , all placed in a carefully organized in a gradient orange - yellow paper bag ( re - imagined by ignis , because noct's first attempt at its presentation went miserably ) . within it sits some contrast & color - correcting lens filters , as well as an insomnian photography magazine featuring some of prompto's signature work on the front page . he'd managed to pull some strings . there is an assortment of scattered candy at the bottom & a gift card to their favorite high school burger joint . there's also a signed card with the first polaroid photo prompto made noctis take in their younger years . he cherishes the photo greatly , & it has remained pristine through its age . he has another couple of pictures in his wallet , so he'd thought prompto might appreciate the sentiment . it's not often noctis allows himself to sit in the nostalgia of their history . ❛ come on . we've got stuff to do today . ❜ he urges him through the process of opening his gift , that he might not think too hard on it .

❝ hey,❞ the greeting was returned with a smile, prompto rising to his feet at the prince's arrival. the lack of a birthday acknowledgement right away didn't bother him. all he wanted was to spend time with his friend anyways, & he didn't care whether that came with any of the usual birthday expectations or not, as long as they got to have some fun.

he should have known better, though. as nonchalant as noctis seemed, there was always more going on than he sought to reveal. he knew the signs that showed that noctis was feeling uncomfortable, but before he could ask about the stiff stance or avoiding eyes, his best friend supplied undeniable proof that the day hadn't been forgotten. the sudden appearance of the paper bag ( in a series of prompto's favorite colors–––– ones that reminded him of his favorite pictures of the sunset ) almost made him jump.

  ❝ that's a serious misuse of the armiger. does iggy know you kept this there? ❞ he couldn't help but joke in hopes that noctis would take his wide, excited grin as a reaction to his tease instead of anticipation of what awaited him inside the bag. his earlier thought was true, he really wouldn't have minded if noctis had gotten him nothing. but, the fact that there was something filled him with a rush of warmth. a reminder that he was cared for by those he cared for.

  ❝ but, really, dude, thank you! you didn't have to get me anything! ❞ he felt a bit childish, sitting on the floor to dig through the tissue paper ( clearly packed in by ignis, he'd have to remember to thank him too, later ), but it was the best way to conceal his bouncing legs & jittery hands & avoid dropping anything that noctis had been kind enough to get him.

the handful of lens filters would have been more than enough. as he looked at each, he couldn't stop himself from rambling about what he could use them for–––– they'd be added to his camera bag as soon as he was able to do so, that he promised.

at first, he'd just thought that noctis had scored him an advanced copy of one of the photography magazines he grabbed from time to time. but, then he realized the picture on the cover looked familiar. & then he realized that it was because it was his.

❝ oh––––em–––– gee! how did you score this, noct!? this is awesome! i gotta get this framed–––– i gotta take a photo with my phone to show everyone & then get it framed! this is so cool! ❞ if he could have hugged the magazine without wrinkling it, he would have! but, there was still more to see.

he tossed one of the pieces of candies to noctis & extracted promises that they'd visit the burger joint during the week so he could splurge & use the gift card before prompto realized that he'd made a huge error.

  ❝ oh, wait, i was supposed to open the card first, right? sorry, dude! i'll open this now! ❞

true to his word, he opened the card, immediately falling still as he caught sight of what was inside.

 ❝ is this––––? ❞ he didn't have to finish the question, he knew exactly what picture he was looking at. the first polaroid that they'd ever taken together. his eyes grazed over their smiles, loose ties & unopened books. just off to the edge of the picture, prompto's thumb was just slightly in frame. ❝ dude, i didn't know you still had this! ❞

this he had to frame. he wanted to preserve it. he wanted to pull it out when they were old & noctis had been king for decades & go–––– look how young & stupid we were! & he was going to make sure he was able to.

  ❝ thanks, noct. seriously, all this it's...it's awesome. ❞

keeping the emotion out of his voice was impossible & it was his turn to avoid noctis' eyes as he packed his items back into the bag ( taking great care with the card with the photo in it ).

  ❝ stuff, huh? there's more? ❞ he hopped to his feet, brushing himself off.

  ❝ alright, off we go! lead the way! ❞

[destiniesfated]

+ @tragidies ( soulmate au )

the world makes more sense when you’ve found your soulmate, that’s what he’s heard anyway. he’s not sure why things are the way that they are, or why his soulmate is picked at the hands of the universe, or the gods, whoever it may be. he hoped for a while that it would be noctis, if not because of his crush on the man then maybe just because that was his only friend. he'd sat for hours, for as long as he could remember, pining over the other. praying to the gods that whatever his fate may be, that he'd end up with him someway, somehow. but when the words appear on his skin long after he’s come in contact with him, he knows it can’t possibly be. and gods, how he'd waited each day for those words to appear -- for them to match anything the other had said to him; so he could cling to whatever hope he'd had left.

prompto isn’t really well versed in soulmate stuff, never took the time to learn more about it. he’s not sure how it works, but he’s been paying close attention to who says what to him. ever since he'd spent hours inspecting every inch of skin after meeting noctis to make sure that it couldn't possibly be him -- he'd took it upon himself to go out of his way to introduce himself to every person he possibly could. then he'd go home and do his routine inspection, only to be left markless. until the day finally came where the words appeared, a sure indicator that he'd be meething this soulmate relatively soon. pleased to make your acquaintance. he traces his finger over the words marked along his skin, soft sigh falling from his lips. this couldn’t be just anyone, could it ? no, surely it was someone prompto would know when they met. though, he tries not to think too much about it as he walks through the citadel with noctis, only stopping once they reach the kitchen to grab breakfast after training. ❛ ‘sup, man ? ❜ prompto hums, offering ignis a warm smile when their eyes meet. he'd learned a lot about ignis over the time him and noctis had spent together, and secretly he'd been jealous of the man for how much time he really got to spend with the prince. ❛ what's cookin', good lookin' ? ❜

[darkpuck]

AO3 First Lines Tag Game

Tagged by @caparruciaucia~

Rules: Share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

01. watching in slow motion as you turn around and say (ffxv)

"And so, with the forthcoming wedding between His Royal Highness, Prince Noctis Lucis Caelum and the Most Honourable Marquis Besithia, Lord Mercurius Eleuthia-Besithia, we announce the end of the war and peace between Lucis and Niflheim." The Prince Regent laid aside his quill with a finality that seemed, to Prompto, like a jail cell slamming shut.

02. A Change of Pace (ffxv)

Ignis woke every morning at five. He'd always been a morning person, and sheer habit had ensured he never slept past half the hour, no matter how exhausted he was. The others all slept later than he — granted, Gladio tended to rise at six, but that was still a single, glorious hour he had to himself before duty reared its head.

03. Oathbreakers (ffxv)

"So many dead over so simple a thing," Luche says, looking at the small, almost insignificant talisman in his palm. "But why? For what?" He's taunting her, like he did Ulric, making them hate him. "Power," the Oracle says, meeting his gaze without fear. "Untold power beyond the control of someone like you." Her words are a taunt in return, and a challenge — prove yourself worthy. Put it on and demand recompense from the Kings of Old. "Power…" he says, looking down at the ring again. He could do it. He could put it on, demand that power, destroy Insomnia and the Empire alike. He could do it —

04. foreboding (pokémon)

"James." The name is enough to make Jim stop, because... nobody in Galar knows him by that name. Nobody outside Galar even bothers to call him by it, except... "Sabrina," he says, turning to face the Saffron Gym Leader. "Surprised to see you here." "I could say the same for you," she answers. "You shouldn't be here." "Windy called you, I take it?" "We're the closest Psychic trainers she knows." "I'm not a Psychic trainer," he says, the same way he does every time she calls him one. Because he's not.

05. of the loved ones that we've lost (kingdom hearts)

Lourd had learned a good many skills from the months he’d spent in bars, learning to support himself on the turn of the card. The most important of those skills was acting. For days, maybe even weeks, he’d acted as though he’d given up. Lying still instead of struggling within his bonds, no longer tracking movements with his eyes. Yes, he still had his heart, but he clung to that out of sheer spite. It was easy to make it appear as though that spite made him too tired for anything else. And then at last–                                                 –at last– His efforts were rewarded.

06. Unseilie (kingdom hearts)

Only three months ago, Maliaur had been free. A refugee, certainly, with his homeworld destroyed at the hand of one of his own kind, but he had been alive and free — and slowly amassing power to challenge she who had destroyed their world and betrayed all, enemies, allies, and kin. Now he had nothing — not life nor freedom nor even his own name. The so-called Superior didn't know what he was, but he did know the power of names. He had stripped Maliaur's name from him, rearranged it to his liking and put his mark on it, then presented it to him as though he should be grateful to be worthy: Marluχia. None of the others had noticed, but then, they were only mortals. 

07. Echolocation (kingdom hearts)

I don't know what I expected after diving deep into my own heart, but landing all but weightlessly on stained glass flooring was not it. Suddenly everything seemed — muted. Tranquil, almost, despite the disorientation of going from white hallways to stained glass in blackness. It was still imperative that I find the darkness I'd kept back from myself, but the time it would take no longer mattered. Glancing down, I suddenly realised that the stained glass beneath my feet bore a distinct image. I backed up, my steps echoing hollowly, until my heel brushed empty air. Now I could see the whole of the image, dominated by a boy in the centre. Black-haired and black-eyed, he wielded a lance two feet too big for him; his face was a grimace of rage, pain, and fear. He was me, as I had been the night Radiant Garden fell.

08. Glaciate (kingdom hearts)

Demyx hadn't been a member of the Organization for very long. Still, he thought it was just as well that he had made the attempt to play the shadows to their doom rather than his sisters. He wasn't sure humans were a delicacy they would willingly give up. Surprisingly, it hadn't taken him long at all to get used to walking. Getting away from Vexen had been a strong motivator, admittedly, and learning to control water instead of swimming through it a good excuse. The clone-forms were a happy accident, one he never would have discovered by practising magic as Vexen had shown him. Even as a merman, instruments had been his forté, and water simply responded better when he played. Why else would his sympathetic weapon manifest as a sitar?

09. Genesis (kingdom hearts)

Someone was watching him. Dilan pushed Aeleus back and signalled quickly for a pause. The other Guard frowned as Dilan glanced around the training room. "What is it?" Aeleus asked. Dilan shook his head, returning his attention to the taller man. "It's nothing."

10. Winter Court (kingdom hearts)

Rufus hated dealing with Maleficent. While not necessarily a usurper, she still ruled the kingdom that was his by birthright. Unfortunately, the witch had made it plain that his continued existence depended upon her unopposed rule. He supposed he should consider himself lucky the terms of their bargain hadn't altered as he aged.

Tagging @twocatstailoring, @tigerkat24, @shadowsong26x, and everyone whose tags i've forgot!

[sweet-evie]

for the emoji asks: 💔💞✅🧠🤩

Thank youuuu! 😍🥰

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

Yes… There's been many throughout the years, but the most recent one is I Promised, Didn't I? It was written as a reponse to someone's request. They asked for an AU where Lelouch snaps at C.C. and his words actually hurt her.

Flavor: Hurt/Comfort. 🔥

I was all too happy to deliver. What I did not expect was for my heart to break alongside C.C. as I was writing it. Not gonna lie, there's a paragraph in that fic where shit got way too real for me.

💞 Who's your comfort character?

I have two, to be honest.

^ This man… He was my first fictional crush. I was eight when my cousin introduced me to anime, specifically Yu-Gi-Oh… It was downhill from there. To this day, I love living vicariously through Seto Kaiba, and I adore Blueshipping… So. Freaking. Much. 💙🤍

^ This boy speaks to my heart and soul. At first glance, I thought he was just a comic relief character while you play Final Fantasy XV, but holy shit! I've never connected to a character more than I've connected with Prompto. Let's just say, he and I have the same issues and anxieties. The only difference is, he found true friends in Noctis, Gladio, and Ignis. Unfortunately, I wasn't as blessed as he was. 💀💀

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

I answered this question in another ask, but there is more than one thing I keep repeating whenever I write... 😅

Aside from secret lovers tropes, there's also a lot of, "It didn't work the first time, let's make it work the second time around." Personally, I call it my 'Second Chances' fixation. It's been that way all the way to my old FFN account, and has even been pointed out by commenters a few times.

Again, that probably has something to do with how I was raised and other stuff, and I don't understand it, but I'm content to leave it at that. 😂

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

No character was mentioned in the ask… But let's go with L Lawliet… 😁

I've written out so many Lelouch headcanons at this point, so let's shine the spotlight on one of my other fave characters. xD

I like believing that L owns properties around Europe. I just like the idea of L staying in a big ass tourist chateau in France or Denmark or Slovakia… He only uses one room of the big property and when he's not there, it's a tourist spot. Why does he own them? 🤷‍♀️ Just because…

With that said, I also subscribe to the fact that L is FREAKING LOADED. 💰🤑 Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't there official material where it says that he charges at LEAST 1 Million USD per case? (And he's solved 3,500 cases + he funded that Kira HQ Building with 20 floors without blinking an eye + that episode where Near yeets L's cash out of a building and uses it as a distraction to escape the rioters). He's picky with his cases as L, but he has 2 other aliases (Coil & Deneuve) and one of them charges exorbitant prices for a case too… Case in point, Coil's prices during the Yotsuba arc. I don't think it's difficult for L to invest in the stock market and make a shitload of money off of there too. He's smart enough to do that stuff. 😇

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

At the moment, I'm having WAY too much fun writing Lelouch, Light, and L… Favorite character to write of ALL TIME, is hands down, Seto Kaiba. My old FFN account has Seto Kaiba fics in it. 😊

[kicksnscribs]

FF AU Thought Process: A Study on Warped Perspectives

Rewrite the Five Summons to have the same backstory as the Espers from FFXII? Sure, why not?

Make the remaining Espers into hidden kings/queens and have them provide Noctis access to new weaponry after Ardyn pulls some absolute bullshit and renders him basically powerless? Cool! Throw it in!

Tie the backstory of FFXV and FFXII into some weird amalgamation the likes of which would turn the creators of the Legend of Zelda timeline red with jealousy? All just so we can justify having different races appearing in Eos but ESPECIALLY bc I turned Cindy into a Viera that one time and became sold on the idea? Dope! What else you got??

Somehow, SOME-FUCKING-HOW, manage to throw in Chrono Cross and FFVII in there as side quests [and actually adding the fucking Turks into the storyline]? Outstanding, lets have some more!

Change the ages of the Chocobros so that Gladio and Ignis are older but Noctis and Prompto are still the same age as the OG storyline?

WHOA THERE PARTNER THAT SEEMS A BIT MUCH DONT YOU THINK????????

[tenebriism]

Zack was never one for big events. The casual get-together was fine. He was able to clothe himself in casual, comfortable wear. Tank tops and jeans were his usual choice. Simple, but comfy. And his arms were nicely visible, showing the muscle he's built through his years of training and combat. And his lovely tattoo peeked through, something he was more proud of than his physique.

But when he'd been invited to a party at the palace by Noctis, himself, he couldn't refuse. The only requirement? Formal attire. He'd only worn such only once, and it was to tease Ignis.

Ah, what a fine occasion to do it again~

Buried in the back of the glaive's closet hung a solid black suit. By demand of Crowe, Zack had bought it a couple of years back, before he and Ignis had ever so much as looked in the other's direction. She'd told him he'd have use of it one day.

"Thanks, Crowe," he quietly spoke into his empty room as he adjusted his tie and straightened his jacket. An emerald earring hung from his ear. With a confident smile and a few pats to his feline companion's head, he departed his apartment and made his way to the party.

Zack couldn't deny that he felt really out of place, surrounded by those of such high class as opposed to himself. And many eyes did look upon him. There was no denying he looked rather handsome. Though he didn't feel he belonged, he couldn't bring himself to leave. Not when he'd been invited by the prince. And certainly not before finding his beloved.

So, it was with Noctis, Gladio, and Prompto that Zack kept company, awaiting the arrival of his lover.

Another day, another gala. Another evening of networking, swirling low content wine around in a glass, and reminding his highness to straighten his posture every fifteen minutes or so... TEN if he was well rested, for once.

He expects nothing out of the ordinary from their USUAL routine, even when the heir apparent tells him that a few faces of INTEREST would be making an appearance. 'Tis par the course, no? The royal family itself may not change often, but those under its employment and reign do. The crown could not maintain and support ITSELF, after all, and therein lay the reason why the never-ending cycle of new faces rarely, if ever, retained Ignis' attention beyond ensuring he ( and Noctis, of course ) were ready to converse, should the opportunity arise.

" Apologies for the delay, my liege. That I happened to have a spare jacket on hand worked in the favor of poor Nolan, who spilled half a bottle of cabernet all over his attire. " Unlucky man had been bumped into, in his defense, unable to save the expensive blend from tilting over before it stained his shirt. " I pray I did not miss much of import, Noct? Gladio? Prompto? Zack? "

" . . . . . "

A double take, swift and jarring. Pardon him, it is RUDE to stare ( one of the fundamentals of the training in MANNERS that has been drilled into his head since birth ), but on this one occasion, he cannot help it. There's something strikingly delicious about a well toned man garbing himself in a well tailored suit. Coupled with the fact that he's very much IN LOVE with said well toned man in said well tailored suit, well... 'tis understandable, then, why he is at a rare loss for words.

" Iggy... you good? "

Gladio has to nudge him back to reality, the Advisor briefly sputtering over himself as he gathers both his composure and his words. It does not banish the crimson from his cheeks, however, nor does it hide the way he can no longer make contact with his own partner. Dare he assume this is a PERSONAL ATTACK? Granted, Zack could not have attended this most formal of functions in his glaive attire--- not if he isn't on the job, of course, so mayhap Ignis is simply getting ahead of himself. Still... he had to have known, right? Had to have REMEMBERED the way he'd reacted the FIRST time the glaive had emerged clad in formalwear?

" I am fine, I... merely thought I heard something in the background. Apologies. "

Ignis hasn't the courage OR indecency to say it aloud, but when an opportunity arises for him to shoot his beloved a pointed message, Zack will receive QUITE the daring proposition.

' My office in an hour, when his highness and the others will be engaged in food and drink. We need to talk. ' ... but talk, they shan't.

@the-nexus ;;

[painedprince]

"Am I? Oh, do assume I've already said as much, then." Ignis teased. Of course he couldn't just leave the conversation there, but he did let it linger for a moment before shifting to kiss his fiance's cheek. "I suppose I must admit that you are smart and thoughtful, however."

Snorting at the way Gladio phrased certain things, he did have to agree. Though-- "Come now, love, we would all make grand gestures for Prompto." Another tease with an undertone of truth, not that he lingered on the subject.

After a moment's thought of exactly how to form the idea into words, Ignis responded, "Noctis is a good bit more observant than he appears. Than he wants to appear, maybe I should say. But when it comes to anything relating to how much we appreciate him... he needs more direct reminders from time to time."

"Yeah... We would. But, we'd make grand gestures for other people, too. I guess Noct knows he doesn't have to pay us back. I hope he knows, anyway."

"Is that what I should do, then? Tell him I love him and he's doing alright? I guess I can manage that much. He'll probably freak out about that, too, though."

[ffxvficrec]

by evanescentblaze When their city is attacked, four friends rush to stop the annihilation of humankind. But despite their efforts, the Crystal’s power is taken and before they can make their last stand, they suddenly find themselves transported to a world similar to theirs, but not the same. In order to get back and save their home and their people, it appears that they will have to help save this other world first, which requires teaming up with the prophesized king and his three royal retainers. The thing about the four men, though, is that they all seem strangely familiar... Words: 4523, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: Gen Characters: Original Female Character(s) , Noctis Lucis Caelum , Gladiolus Amicitia , Ignis Scientia , Prompto Argentum Additional Tags: Action/Adventure , Drama , Alternate Universe , Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence , Multiverse , Genderbend - but also not