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icharchivist · 4 years ago

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okay actually i’m going to stop here for the night, i’m getting a little sleepy and while i’d love to keep playing i feel it’d be a shame to get into another rollercoaster while in the process of getting sleepy

anyway so. Wait let’s do it by bits.

under cut bc i rambled lmao

Altissia was as beautiful as promised and being into it was really a great experience. The sidequests there kinda had the death of me (Tonberries have been my mortal enemies since ff7cc and i shall never forgive them, and the Mindflayer things can go rot in hell holy shit) but the Portrait quest was pretty cool.

I liked the idea of doing a bit of politics as well. It’s a small moment but it does help fleshing out the King Noctis is supposed to become, and make sure you know that if you fuck up well maybe you’re not really a diplomat (can’t relate i nailed it)

Leviathan’s fight was super cool. The part where Prompto comes to pick up Noctis is downright legendary, this whole part was so fun and those two seemed to have fun. Last moment of joy before. well. everything else.

the rest of the fight before the... you know, was quite. challenging and frightening but i’m really digging those fights against the Gods. it’s TERRIFYING, and a bit overwhelming, but it makes it all the more satisfying when you get the hand of it.

Still talking about the fight a h ah but yeah after the powerup thingy, the fight was flashy but less engaging. but i also thing it’s done on purpose, as in, it follows a heavy scene and it’s a bit of “the rage moment the player is still grieving while trying to fight”. Really reminded me of ff7 when Jenova appears for you to fight right after Sephiroth killed.. you know. (and i don’t mean it as a bad thing, it’s a formula that works to keep the player on its toes and, i think, it shows a cruel aspect of the fact the characters aren’t allowed time to grief and have to think quickly about moving forward, all while they’re hurting and breaking, and it’s something the player is therefore just as much going through with this. It’s an effective way to convey it right away while still under the shock of it all.) (also i’m allowed to compare because Tabata did it first in interviews lol)

So huh. Now. The scene itself.

Ardyn fuck you sO BAD.

I knew almost every details of the scene so i saw every plot beat and just. y’know watching a trainwreck in motion knowing you can do nothing to stop it so you stare in horror? yeah. mood. I do feel a lot for the way it was all worked in though it was so sad... Luna doesn’t have a lot of screentime but i can’t help but feel for her, in the end she was dedicated to her duty and that’s what brought that on and it’s just. so sad to me.

just as Noctis ends up getting such a massive burden on his shoulders as well. The whole game is just “how much burden can we add on Noctis’s shoulders before he breaks” huh. awful.

The Ignis’s eyes thing also hurt too and i expect to see more of it bc i didn’t expect it to appear well, like this. Thought we’d see the injury happen but hey, ready to see how this is going to hurt, the aftermath in itself will be painful anyway.

Gladio’s reaction, i get it. It hurts like hell to see but i get it. Gladio is taking the responsibilities in too, as the shield he always had to keep Noctis prepared, and i think it just dawn on him that if no one shakes Noctis out of this mood more problem may come their way, while also carrying the guilt too of the fact everything went wrong. Still really sucks that he yelled at Noct the things he did, but, i get it.

Obviously i cry for Prompto as always because the other three really are wrestling with the royal obligations and duty that’s to come. They can’t afford to stop and think about the loss, about the sacrifice and the grief, they have to come up with plans very quickly to keep moving on to make sure Noctis embraces the power of the King. Ignis and Gladio trained for that all their lives and they put themselves under pressure to stay focused, see also why Ignis is trying to downplay his injury all the time. But yeah since Prompto is the only non-royal minded one in there he just. sits as the whole situation explose around him huh. Not to mention he owed Lunafreya so much... It’s thanks to her he even found the determination to befriend Noctis, whom he cares for so dearly now, and he wanted to meet her so badly and have her be happy with Noctis because he was made so happy by her and all of that.. so this just hurts.

Ravus getting betrayed by the empire though? Honestly? Didn’t see it coming, and i know i’ll eventually care of Ravus later but for now i’m just. geez i wonder how putting your life in the hands of unreliable people who already harmed the ones you loved for you to get revenge could backfire. who knew.

Again Ardyn fuck you.I know you’re a tragic, rotten little man (word picked carefully), but still major fuck you for this.

so yeah for now i finished the missions at the train station and i am pausing here, so i will go further into it later.

but man. What a ride huh.

anyway here’s the link to the videoof just this mainquest (just huh when you see me pick up sidequests just skip at the 2 hour mark this is when the main plot restarts) but man what a trip. what a trip.

#ichablogging ffxvg #im sad so i try to ratianolize it

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secret-engima · 5 years ago

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I really like that the outcome for the Pretty Song!daemons is becoming their own creatures, bc that means Lucis will have to work out how to deal with a bunch of semi-sapient magical beings that are no longer hostile. Also, on that note, it occurs to me that bad ppl will become much more hesitant to hurt kids in rural Lucis after stories of various assholes scaring kids and getting curbstomped by a FRICKING IRON GIANT, or tackled by a swarm of angry tonberries (1/?, sorry this might be LONG

lark1537 said: (2/?) bc the daemons know Pretty Song; and know that humans hurt her, even if she never said (they see how she stiffens when she hears humans, or they're near towns, and most of them have little enough Thirst now that they don't need to eat humans and the only reason they try is bc HOW DARE YOU SCARE PRETTY SONG, but Pretty Song doesn't want that so they listen to her); and this small human isn't Pretty Song but they are small and scared like she was when they first met her before she knew them

lark1537 said: (3/?) And they will not let anyone hurt another small-human, even if they don't sing. This also leads to me thinking abt children being the first humans to befriend no-longer-Thirsty daemons, bc they're young enough not to have learned to always be scared of daemon-looking creatures, even if they seem nice (bc no parent thought a daemon would seem nice, or could come out in the light); and bc the daemons are already predisposed to like small-humans, bc of Pretty Song

lark1537 said: (4/?) And THAT led to me imagining a parent somewhere in rural Lucis having their toddler come tell them abt the "big puppy" Big Sib is playing with outside, and said parent nearly having a heart attack when they come check it out and find their 10 yr old using a basketball to play fetch with a Cerberus, who is being very careful not to knock over a tree with how hard their tail is wagging, and occasionally tries to catch it with all three heads at once. And THAT image led to me thinking abt all

lark1537 said: (5/?) The daemons that are self-aware/sapient, or at least implied to be (Melusine, that talking Naga, Iedolas-the-Foras) and the ones that seem humanlike enough that it's tough to believe they don't have enough of their humanity left to talk (Arachne, Ronin) being freed from the Thirst that clouded their thoughts and made them more animalistic and essentially being nocturnal, magical, maybe-immortal people.

lark1537 said: (6/?) How would Lucis even deal with having a new group of self aware residents that previously didn't exist? Would Thirst-healed sapient daemons be counted as citizens? Does killing them count as murder? What abt daemons who were turned recently enough that they can still remember some of what they were, like Ravus? Would some of them go back to their old families? I hope so, bc that opens up the possibility of a kid hitching a ride on a half-spider lady and telling concerned

lark1537 said: (7/?) onlookers not to worry, this is her big sister, yeah she looks scary but as long as you don't wake her up before noon and don't complain abt the cobwebs she's really nice! And she's great at knitting! And just think abt how awesome an integrated daemon-human civilization could be! Chocobo ranchers having tonberries watch their flock at night & paying them in new materials to stab, or asking them to help with cooking. Iron giants helping out friendly farmers with the heavy lifting, or being

lark1537 said: (8/?) rescue ppl from a cave in. A kid with a pet/friend bomb who lights up at night to help them not be afraid of the dark, like a sentient nightlight. Mindflayers working at vet offices to calm unruly/dangerous patients with their gas. PEOPLE RIDING MICTLANTECIHUATL. On that note, would half-daemonic creatures like the bloodhorn or mictlantecihuatl who are just daemonized enough to be dangerous be altered by the lack of Thirst? They'd probably be

lark1537 said: (9/9) similar to Ardyn or Titus, who are both calmed by music, and are something more than just human, at this point. Maybe they'd be just aware enough that they could be interacted with more easily, like the intelligence of a dog or crow, rather than a human. Sorry this got so long, I started thinking and I think my latent childhood dreams of having a talking dragon took over. I just really love the idea of nonhuman people interacting with humans peacefully, and the resulting worldbuilding.

Me:

Okay so- WOW this is a long ask XDD. This was a blast to read. You rolled with this SO MUCH FARTHER than I anticipated/had thought of my self but all of this is GLORIOUS and I’m just gonna- bask in it for a few minutes. I have no idea if this is canon for Pretty Song verse but it PROBABLY IS because it’s glorious. Okay so-

It’s definitely an ... adjustment period for people and daemons a like, with semi-sapient (or fully sapient if in some cases) new neighbors being a Thing. The kiddos are totally the first to figure these facts out and take advantage because they find three headed fire dogs of death to be cool rather than terrifying.

Daemons are totally instinctive protectors of kiddos. That’s a new thing now. They do it on behalf of Pretty Song.

From there you have researchers like Sania who are FASCINATED by the sudden change and want to know the catalyst and how smart are these new daemons and ohhhhh you like MUSIC okay (Sania ends up spending like- a month in the wilds following this one lone Ronin who gets INCREASINGLY EXASPERATED over this human’s lack of self-preservation until he’s like “screw it this is my human now”.)

Pffffft I love the mental imagery of this. Just- “I found a puppy! Can I keep it?” Said puppy wags its tail as all three heads happily drool lava on the lawn.

I ADORE THIS??? Just- not all daemons were people once, a LOT were animals, but some of the ones that were people wake up with like- patchy memories and they’ve been daemons so long they can’t remember to be distressed that they aren’t HUMAN but- but they remember families and loved ones and so they tentatively trickle back.

And oh boy picture the REVELATION that rocks the world when this starts happening. The realization that some daemons used to be PEOPLE and now they’re coming back. And I’m sure I could make that super angsty but I won’t. Instead we shall all enjoy the mental picture of a little boy who wished on a star for his missing dad to come back one day opening the door to find a Yojimbo crouched there, shyly holding a poorly wrapped present that he promised his son years ago and the kid is like “MOM DAD’S BACK!” And there is much hugging and crying and the happily wearing of his dad’s giant daemon hat.

It’s a really, really good thing that Regis is the king and Pretty Song is his best friend’s daughter, because as soon as this becomes a Thing Regis is there running damage control, passing laws on daemon protections and rights and how to go about properly dealing with them if they actually perform a crime that isn’t straight murder of every daemon in the area, how to test if these are sentient daemons or the semi-sapient kind etc, etc. He knows it will take a while for society to acclimate to the changes, but curse it all he is GOING to have the groundwork already laid out.

The rest of the world thinks Lucis is crazy at first, but then there’s Weskham, happily hiring several Master Tonberry to work as chefs under him in Altissia and it’s WORKING and more and more daemons are waking up from the Thirst even though no one knows HOW at this point so the rest of the world had better get with the program man.

I think the half-turned ones actually revert? Like- they only stay daemon if they’ve been fully converted, otherwise they slowly revert back to their original state as the Scourge loses more and more of its potency. Ardyn is technically a “full daemon” even if he kept his human shape thanks to his healing magic so he doesn’t revert, but he is fascinated when he and the rest of the daemons all seem to take a collective chill pill.

Cor totally gives Noctis a Cerberi puppy as a present btw. He just- he SO DOES. Regis is Not Best Pleased.

I love the idea of nonhuman/human integrated society too! It’s really cool. Tonberry chefs and various aids/adjustments for beings with extra limbs/odd body shapes. Ronin and Yojimbo who work with the Hunter corps, Bombs that patrol towns at night like the neighborhood watchdogs, goblins getting to work in their mines rather than just be bored in them, Naga nannies (or daemon nannies in general because all the reformed daemons in this verse are MAJORLY protective of kiddos)- it’s a fun thought!

Pretty Song has no idea just how big of a revolution she spawned with just some pretty music and a lot of courage XDD.

#SE asks #lark1537 asks #Secret Engima Rambles #Pretty Song verse

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fallintosanity · 5 years ago

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What are your thoughts on 7 Remake’s ~controversial~ ending? It’s been a few weeks now since I finished and I legit feel like I’ve journeyed through all 5 stages of grief and finally landed on Acceptance 😅

haha that’s fair! I have a lot of thoughts about the remake, but they’re coming from three different angles.

(Spoilers under the cut obvs; also this got fucklong even after I cut a bunch of non-ending-related thoughts, and I apologize to those of you on mobile)

From the POV of someone who played and loved the original

Overall, I really enjoyed the remake, ending and all. I replayed the OG prior to the remake’s release, finishing literally four hours before the remake became available in North America, but it had still been months since I did the Midgar parts so it wasn’t too immediately fresh in my mind. Still, I was impressed by how faithful the remake is to the OG for the vast majority of the game. They noticeably cleaned up a few things, like Tseng slapping Aerith, which didn’t age well or stopped making sense with regards to the greater Compilation, which was nice to see. But they also doubled down on some of the ridiculousness of the original. I can’t tell you how much I cackled when the Hell House showed up, or how many times I said to my fiance in joy/disbelief, “They really managed to fit that in!”

I also love all the little nods to the greater Compilation. I saw one interview excerpt from like... 2015 or 2014 or something that said the Remake is considered canon to the Compilation, and the content of the Remake itself suggests this. While some of the cameos could be considered nothing more than cameos (as much as I love Kunsel, I don’t think his name being dropped means anything other than that they needed a name and wanted to give a nod to him), there are other clear hints that Crisis Core and The Kids Are Alright, at minimum, are canon to the Remake. Hojo mentions “S and G type” SOLDIERs, i.e., Sephiroth-type and Genesis/Gillian-type. (Roche is a G type I am not taking arguments on this point) The description of the Buster Sword says it carries the hopes and dreams of those who came before, implying more than just Zack (i.e., Angeal). Zack’s scene right before he charges the ShinRa army is shot-for-shot the one from Crisis Core, which could have just been a nod, but the fact that he also says the same lines as the original is telling. There’s a lot of lore loaded into those lines. Leslie and Kyrie are both from The Kids Are Alright (which makes me wonder if the third ShinRa half-brother is floating around somewhere). You could make an argument for Before Crisis being partially or completely canon to the remake as well, since someone mentions a previous assassination attempt on the President, which happened in BC.

But now we get into the issue of whether Advent Children is canon to the remake, i.e., the ending and the thing you actually asked about. ^^; This is where I’m more torn. My initial reaction to the ending was “Oh crap, we went from FFVII-Remake to Kingdom Hearts - oh shit now we’re in Advent Children - oh fuck now we’re in fanfiction-land.” Which... is definitely not what I was expecting from the ending of Part 1.

On first playthrough it feels a bit like they overplayed their hand with Sephiroth in the ending: “everyone wants a Sephiroth fight in a FFVII game, so we’ll give them a Sephiroth fight”. I’ve seen a lot of complaints about the fact that Sephiroth appears in person in the Midgar sequence, when in the OG all we see of him before Kalm is the aftermath of President Shinra’s murder. I do think Sephiroth’s appearances prior to the ending were done well - the writers clearly intended to emphasize Cloud’s mental issues, and Sephiroth is too big a part of them to ignore. His appearances prior to the top of Shinra Tower both serve as a bone tossed to those who wanted to see him in the remake, and set up the Cloud-Sephiroth relationship a lot earlier and in more depth. You can see how utterly terrified Cloud is every time Sephiroth is around - even sometimes frozen into immobility. Depending on how things go with the Kalm flashback, this may also help cue new players in to just how wrong things are with Cloud. (After all, a SOLDIER First shouldn’t be afraid of another SOLDIER First, should he?) But the final fight against Sephiroth, or at least, a clone wearing Sephiroth’s face, felt premature, out of place, something that’s only there to appease people who wanted to fight Sephiroth now.

Aside from the Sephiroth thing, I’m reserving judgment a bit on the ending as a whole. On the one hand, I’m deeply curious to see where the story goes from here, and how the writers use their newfound freedom (more on that in a minute). On the other hand, I don’t want this to turn into Kingdom Hearts 4, and I don’t trust Nomura in that regard, especially after all the bullshit that went on with KH3, Verum Rex, and FFXV/versus 13. I love Nomura, but like George Lucas, he desperately needs someone to rein in, edit, and shape his ideas.

I’m also not sure how I feel about all the theories being thrown out there - such as that at least one of the Sephiroths we see is the one from after AC, somehow flung back in time to fuck things up; or that the OG was, 999-style, Aerith seeing into the future and now in the remake she’s taking control to put everything on the path she wants. They’re interesting, for sure, and I think that with careful handling, it’s possible Squenix might be able to pull one of them off - but given what I know of Squenix (again, more on that later), I don’t trust them to do it well. I am, to be blunt, very concerned that later installments of the remake are going to turn into an incoherent tug-of-war between those who want to be faithful to the original, and Nomura’s desire to inject weird Kingdom Hearts nonsense everywhere.

I say this with all the love to Kingdom Hearts, but it’s a very specific kind of story and it’s not what I want to see in my FFVII.

On a writing meta level

On the meta level, I’m fascinated by the choice to go with the whole Whispers/Arbiters of Fate thing. I don’t know how much of that is pure Nomura-injected BS vs how much was a deliberate choice by the writing team, but for right now I’m going to assume it was mostly a deliberate and unanimous choice.

I’ve seen a lot of other Remake opinions along the lines of a reluctant, “I guess they had to put the Whispers in there because a perfect remake wouldn’t have been satisfying to everyone. There’s always someone who would have complained.” I... don’t think that’s entirely true. Like, yeah, sure, someone’s always going to complain if it’s not a pixel-perfect remake, but based on the overall satisfaction I’ve seen from OG fans (including myself) regarding the parts that are true to the original, I think Squenix would have done just fine if that was the path they chose. And given how much attention they paid to making most of the game into a nearly-perfect recreation, I think the writers knew it.

So why’d they go the whole Whispers route?

My guess would be that the writers were giving themselves freedom, on a meta level, with the Whispers. It’s a way of both poking fun at, and solving, their own dilemma: do we make a perfect, hi-res copy of the original? Or do we change things to make it our own?

The “change something to make it your own” is a longstanding trope when someone new is put in charge of something old. You see it in everything from Disney live-action remakes to new managers who change their employees’ routines just to “make an impact”. Most of the time, these changes are neutral / un-impactful at best, or outright frustrating / terrible at worst. I wonder if the Remake writing team wasn’t fully aware of this, and possibly tangled up in knots internally about how to handle it. Would it be seen as a bad, “make it their own” change to have Tseng not slap Aerith? What about adding Chocobo Sam, Madam M, and Andrea Rhodea to the Wall Market sequence? What about the changes to how the Avalanche gang reacts to Cloud, now that we have full animation and voice acting and it’s clear Avalanche has no reason to want to keep him around except for Jessie being horny on main? Where’s the line?

I could see the Whispers being the writing team’s way of making sure they stay in line where it’s important, while also giving themselves the freedom to make the updates needed to allow the remake to work. They’re kind of a meta nod to the audience, a “don’t worry! If we get too far out of line, the Whispers will bring us back.” In that sense, the entire ending where you (the player) kill the Whispers and free yourself (the player) from destiny is you giving the writers permission to continue making those small changes.

In FFXV, almost the entire ending sequence is a cutscene: Noctis on the throne, being murdered by his ancestors and descending into the spirit realm. But there’s one single quick-time event in there, one point where the player has to take action and push a button. It’s not even difficult, and on the surface it seems pointless. Except, if you don’t, Noctis lives. (Trapped in purgatory maybe, but he’s still there.) If you never push that button, Noctis doesn’t sacrifice his spirit and those of the Lucii to destroy Ardyn and wipe the Scourge from Eos. By asking - requiring - the player to push that button to commit that final act, the game makes the player complicit in Noct’s sacrifice. It’s a powerful moment, and similar to what (I suspect) the Remake writers intended with the Whispers.

Because they could have left the Whispers in forever. They could have had them be a continuous presence throughout all episodes of the Remake, a little reminder that no matter what tweaks the writers might make to update the story, to “make it their own”, the Arbiters of Fate will ensure things are on track. That things will play out exactly as in the original. But by asking the player to destroy the Arbiters, the writers are asking for the player’s permission to make changes. And by killing the Arbiters, you’re granting it. Because, just like you can keep Noctis alive by not pushing the button when prompted, you can keep the original game more-or-less on track by never stepping through that portal, never killing the Arbiters. But if you do step through that portal and go through with it, you’re agreeing to accept that things might change, thus freeing the writers from the constant double jeopardy of changing things vs keeping them exactly the same.

On a business meta level

As cool as (I think) that all sounds, the bigger question is, can Square Enix actually pull it off? And here’s where I start to have my most significant doubts. After the FFvs13/FFXV debacle and the hopeless mess that was KH3, I do not trust Nomura to tell a coherent story, even if it’s supposedly a retelling of an existing, well-known story. I don’t know anything about the inner workings or politics at Square Enix, other than that there are politics at play, so in fairness to him I can’t really say it’s because he himself is bad at telling a story, or just doesn’t have the support he needs to convey his vision well. But that gets into other issues with Squenix. We know their last several major games have had long and troubled developments. Someone way more attuned than me to the Japanese video games industry can talk in depth about why; all I know is that it happened (is happening?) and that it’s something of a miracle the remake came out as well as it did.

On top of that, I’m a bit concerned that even if Squenix can get (and keep) its shit together, it might be up against external forces that constrain how it can tell the story of FFVII in the present. For example, from what I’ve heard, the reason Crisis Core never got ported the way so many other games did, and the reason Genesis Rhapsodos has never been seen outside it and a Dirge of Cerberus cameo, is due to image licensing fights with Gackt, Genesis’s face model. CC established Genesis as a key player in the events leading up to the original game’s story, and enough hints have been dropped about CC in the remake that, like I said earlier, it appears to be canon. But if Squenix can’t reach an agreement to use the character again, they might be trapped in a corner where they either have to completely rewrite the parts of the story involving Genesis, or dance around his existence.

And on top of all that, it’s just expensive and time-consuming as hell to make games on the remake’s scale. Everyone expects the PS4 to be retired by the time Remake Part 2 comes out, which is going to pose huge logistical issues for releasing it. Squenix has been having a rough time of it lately, from what I’ve heard - are they, as a company, capable of handling all those logistical issues? I don’t know, and that makes me nervous.

Still, they did do a remarkable job with the remake overall, even grappling with the pandemic around the launch date. So maybe they’re getting their shit together again, and things will be smooth sailing from here. We’ll have to wait and see.

#anonymous #final fantasy vii #ffvii #ffvii remake #spoilers #meta #sanity replies #sanity talks a lot #tumblr massively fucked up the formatting somehow sorry

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silverelite · 5 years ago

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on yozora and speculation of his very own game

ok so i haven't played kh3 yet (i know, i know but im rewatching and catchING UP shhh) but i have actively sought out yozora spoilers when they came out and i do know of versus xiii plot speculation bc i avidly watched over them when it was still in production. this is ALL SPECULATION, obviously. but we love to speculate don’t we?? under a read more bc it’s gonna be a long one bois.

in this paper i will.... fjkfkjhdshghghjkscsdkhbsdvh here are the main topics

name translations

on noctis’ and stella’s unique abilities (based on versus xiii)

on the endings of kh3 remind

on the BAD ending of kh3 remind

speculation of an actual real to life upcoming verum rex game

ok let’s start from the beginning, most of you probably heard/read on this already but just to cover my bases

name translations

yozora [夜空] = night sky

sora [空] = sky

verum rex [latin] = true king

noctis lucis caelum [latin] = light of the night sky (”In terms of the translation, it's very possible that "Light of the Night Sky" is the intended translation. Storywise, it could be interpreted as the "light of expiring souls" that Noctis can see.")

stella nox fleuret [latin] = when the stars cry, the night burns (”Stella Nox Fleuret: I have to explain this. Nox and Noctis are the same thing. Nox is the nominative; Noctis is the genetive showing an obvious connection between the two. Flueret is a compound name/verb. I believe it is subjunctive but if you get the meaning it doesn't matter.Fluere- to cry; ueret- to burn Her name meaning: When the stars cry, the night burns or The star cries and the night burns or The night cries and burn in the night.”)

and so the nameless star = stella (literally translates to “star”)

already we can see the glaring similarities and themes of their names. more conclusive evidence from kh3:

when sora ask’s the nameless star who’s heart she is, she replies, “no one’s anymore. they took away my name - everything about me.” this can literally be taken in-game as she is formless with no name. but can also be derived by the fact that the character stella was essentially cut from the ffxv game and replaced with lunafreya

on noctis’ and stella’s unique abilities

as it’s been mentioned before noctis has this ability to see the “light of expiring souls.” the ability to see expiring souls. this was said about him, “prince of the lucis kingdom, noctis luci caelum. possessing eyes which can sense the death of others.” i know this quote for a fact was intended to be said of his original character. it was in his bio, in official translations, it was all over before. i even made a graphic on this exact quote 5 years ago. now his bio obviously is rewritten to be about ffxv’s noctis.

noctis’ eyes are blue, ordinarilly but when he’s summoning his eyes turn a red color.

sound familiar? yozora’s blue and red eyes.

stella still has her original quotes in the wiki because she was cut from the game but she too has the ability to see the light of expiring souls. she tells him on their chance meeting, “you can see the light, right? so can i.”

noctis is the prince of a kingdom that worships a goddess of death named etro. she is said to open the doors to the heavens to welcome the souls of the dead. but when the doors burst open the light shines down from heaven and releases all the dead souls back into the world of the living and those who can see this light are granted with power. sound familiar? the kh3′s final world would essentially be equivalent to the afterlife, heaven. (wait a foockin moment why is sora in this world then.................) they also both have prevalent themes of light and dark between a door. i can see how nomura could weave a rebooted versus xiii concept into kingdom hearts

on the endings of kh3 remind

in the ending of remind noctis is shown waking from his supposed “dream” and so the iconic quote comes along, “i’ve been having these weird dreams lately... like is any of this for real, or not?”

DREAMS, ok dreams are huge. in versus xiii trailers we are constantly being shown noctis sleeping and it has been a notion that tabata’s team has continued to use in ffxv.

tabata’s team even came out with ffxv platinum demo in which young noctis is navigating through his dreams. A convenient coincidence that he also fights with toy weapons against some toy enemies lol.

they also released the omen trailer which basically was a total dream sequence. he has never fought with lunafreya in the game. most of these scenes weren’t even in the game except for the scene of him fighting against soldiers and falling through the floor.

which again came out in the game as a dream. where they a separate reality perhaps? noctis had/has the ability to traverse “dreams”... or alternate realities? no clue.

on the BAD ending of kh3 remind

ok i have like 3 different ideas on yozora’s idea of “saving sora” = defeating/crystallizing him (but tbh only one of them makes sense LMAO [the 3rd one if u dont want to read the others])

this first idea is where “seeing the light of expiring souls” comes back up. AND where the TIN FOIL HATS come ON. in versus xiii, i cannot stress this enough, it has been SPECULATED, that stella has been dead all along. and that all the instances he’s seen her were all his own dreams, hallucinations and/or his own ability to see expiring souls. the “fact” of this came from the fact that the only times we’ve seen stella was when she was alone with noctis. she’s not fully done with the real world but her light is expiring. and that see too can see lights because she herself is one. to “save her” he fights her so she can go to the afterlife (?)

second idea is also..... umm. i swear, I SWEAR i remember reading up on noctis being somehow related to the goddess of death, etro a long time ago. and that his people helped in guiding the lights of the expiring souls. so in a sense this ties in with the first theory in that he’s fighting these lost souls to save them

the third one is the one that has at least some basis. in the final fantasy universe crystallization is a recurring thing. but to be completely vague. people’s memories can also crystallize into crystals known as fragments, found throughout the timeline. people can crystallize after losing a battle of life and death and come back to life. some people when crystallized can be sucked into a new unseen realm.

speculation of an actual real to life upcoming verum rex game

yozora believes that the final world in which he meets “sora” isn’t the real world. “no, this isn’t the real world, and i am here. but this isn’t what i really look like. how’d you recognize me as yozora?” the fact that he is aware that his appearance is not how it used to be is a clue. it is a major way for nomura to squeeze in a real-life game and connection without actually showing the game. he’s done it before. with final fantasy characters. someone link the post pleaseeee (i in hindsight should’ve just reblogged it or liked but now i cant find it ;;) but i read it recently that some final fantasy games were promoted in the toy store in the toy store chapter. if these characters that sora meets in his own franchise are from another franchise, what’s stopping nomura from hinting at an upcoming franchise this way?

and....... FINISH

anyway pls feel free to add to or contradict if you’d like!

#yozora #kingdom hearts #versus xiii #remind spoilers #kh theory #kh theories #kh3 #noctis lucis caelum #technically #txt #i kept tihnking wtf was going on w yozora that it became distracting #so i needed to write my thoughts out lol

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tarotdeckshuffle · 5 years ago

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Hi! I know you already did fluffy sick s/o headcannons but i was wondering if you do angsty sick s/o headcannons? Like the bro’s s/o is extremely sick and they have to be left behind in lestallum bc they’re bedridden and barely conscious half the time? (Thank you love your blog btw)

There are no happy endings in this post. We will season this angst with the salt from our tears.

I’m going to apologize for the random line capitalization right now. I typed this out on my tablet and it doesn’t autocorrect like my laptop does. Now, I’m just too tired to fix it all.

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Noctis

You just collapsed one day,

Sick.

There’s no rhyme or reason as to what made you ill,

Or why.

All Noctis can do is stare down at you in the hospital bed.

He’s already cried so much.

He’s so worried.

He can’t eat, sleep, or speak.

Even breathing feels too much.

Nothing makes sense.

Absolutely nothing.

Outside your room, the hospital carries on as normal.

Babies are born, people are cured,

and death.

So much death.

He stands guard before you,

Trying to ward off the ever present reaper.

But he knows how naive it is.

How can the world keep going like this?

How can everything keep moving forward?

Glaido keeps telling him that you’ll be fine,

That the four of them HAVE to leave,

that all of Eos is depending on him.

But…how?

You are his whole world.

And you’re…just

laying

there.

Every breath is a struggle,

Every moment is pained.

Noct would give anything to take it all away.

To see you smile again.

Eventually, Ignis gets through to him.

He has to make him see that you wouldn’t want the journey to stop on your behalf.

That you care about all of Eos.

Noctis needs to do this for the world,

and for you.

He’ll go,

Dragging his feet.

Stopping at the Regalia’s door

to look back up at your hospital room.

The sun will rise again,

If only for you.

Prompto

No,

nononononono

THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!

You were poisoned by a monster,

and it…it just never went away.

It’s like the poison seeped to where the medicine just…

couldn’t reach.

Every day is filled with anxiety for Prompto.

Each time you pause in your breathing he panics.

Because slowly…

ever so slowly,

you’re dying.

Or so it feels like.

But each day, Prompto lives through a thousand deaths.

He can’t imagine life without you.

He hasn’t slept since the day you collapsed.

But he’ll be damned if you know.

Each time you come to he puts on a bright face.

If these moments are to be your last together,

If this is to be the last time you see him,

Prompto doesn’t want to make you sad.

He swallows back every tear and smiles,

chatting with you,

complimenting you.

He begs Noctis to leave without him.

He couldn’t live with himself if something happened to you while he was gone.

On his knees, he has a panic attack at his best friend’s feet.

PLEASE, PLEASE LET HIM BE USELESS TO NOCTIS

While it makes him sick to think of you dying alone in that white room,

An equally terrifying thought strikes him:

What if something happened to Noctis while he wasn’t there?

How could he live with that?

He would help bring about the literal end of the world…

He’s torn in so many directions.

The only thing that can save him

Is you.

And you do.

One day, while barely awake, you hold his hand.

Your grip is so weak,

Hands so cold.

And through a dry throat,

you rasp

“Go. He needs you.”

Tears fall from Prompto’s eyes,

“But what about you? What if…”

He swallows hard,

unwilling to say what comes next.

“Promise you’ll still be here when I come back?” He bursts.

You smile at him and nod.

It’s the only comfort Prompto has received in days.

He kisses your forehead,

Before running out to join the bros.

He pauses at the doorway,

“Remember, you promised.”

Ignis

Everyday, he sits beside your bed.

Holding your hand.

At first, he brought you flowers and treats each day.

Now, he doesn’t.

For he is too afraid to leave your side for even a second.

He is simply hoping you will wake up.

For once in his life,

he has no idea what to do.

He doesn’t know how to help

Or if he should be here.

He doesn’t even know what made you so sick.

That day is all a blur now…

You fought Ardyn bravely,

Seemingly winning!

He retreated with a smile,

And you rejoined the retina.

Then you puked black sludge,

before collapsing,

and never waking back up.

Each day, it’s like you’re erased a little bit.

You seem fainter than the day before,

Or so it feels like to Ignis as he sits beside your bed.

Your smile, laugh, voice,

the pink tint to your cheeks when you got flustered,

Every dimple, every tangle in your hair,

all replaced by a steril perfection

As you lay motionless in the hospital bed.

What Iggy wouldn’t give to see you smile again.

To hear you speak his name.

Tears fell silently as Ignis held his head in his hands.

He looked exhausted and completely disheveled.

His emotions would flare into rage one moment

Rage at himself for not protecting you,

Rage at Ardyn for doing this to you.

before retreating back to sadness and fear.

Fear that he had already lost you.

Gladio put his hand on Iggy’s shoulder one day.

He couldn’t hardly meet his eyes.

“We have to go.”

Ignis knew this moment would come,

he had dreaded it.

It was his duty to help Noct fulfill his destiny.

But…you were Iggy’s destiny.

He took a deep breath, stifling a sob.

“I’ll be right there.” He said, slowly rising from the chair beside you.

Gladio nodded and silently walked out to give him a moment.

Ignis stood over you,

Memorizing your face.

He swallowed.

There was so much he wanted to say to you,

but none of it seemed right.

With light fingers, he stroked your cheek,

before he bent over and kissed your forehead.

“We’ll meet again.”

Gladio

Gladio always thought he could protect you from anything!

He never imagined something so small could take you away from him.

It was some sort of virus that the Empire released into the rivers.

You had collapsed almost immediately after drinking from one out on a hike.

Gladdy knew you shouldn’t have done that,

There was so much crap in the water.

But he didn’t expect this.

You couldn’t stop coughing as you lay in his arms.

He ran you all the way to camp,

And cradled you in his arms as Ignis raced you to Lestallum.

Coughing turned to choking,

and the doctors put you into a medically induced coma,

so that you didn’t need as much oxygen.

They had promised Gladio that you’d be well soon.

But they lied.

They couldn’t pull you out of the coma.

First, he was furious.

At the doctors who couldn’t do a damn thing.

Because it didn’t feel like a “couldn’t”

it felt like a “wouldn’t”.

Then at himself.

He should have known better than to let you drink from an open river.

He should have stopped you.

He should have protected you.

Gladio had punched a hole in the wall.

Then the sadness came.

With tears he cried in private.

No matter how badly he hurt,

he still couldn’t let anyone see.

He couldn’t let anyone comfort him.

You were the only one he had ever let do that.

Now, you were lost in this river of tears.

Ignis had tried to comfort him,

Saying you had saved countless lives by discovering the virus.

The rivers had already been purged.

You’d be the only…

casualty.

Sure, it was a good thing.

But Gladio couldn’t get himself to be happy about it.

How could he?

He may never see you smile or laugh again.

May never feel your touch or hold you in his arms.

And it all felt like his fault.

Every day he sat at your side,

Sometimes reading you stories,

sometimes bringing you fresh flowers,

Sometimes just sitting in silence with you.

But he was always there.

Because the clock was ticking.

Soon, he’d have to leave you to help Noctis.

It was his duty.

His god damned destiny.

and right now, he hated it.

But he was prepared.

When the day finally came,

Prompto had barely knocked on the door,

before Gladio came charging out of it.

He stomped to the Regalia and got in.

He covered his face as the other men looked at him.

“Are you sure…” Prompto began.

“JUST GO!” He yelled back,

trying to hold back the tears.

He couldn’t bare to look back at the hospital as they drove away,

Fearing he’d lose his nerve to leave you.

Ravus

It was an assassination attempt.

Someone in the NIflheim army had tried to kill him,

but you protected him.

Taking the injury for him.

It shouldn’t have been anything major,

But it just wouldn’t heal.

Each day you got weaker until you finally collapsed.

The perpetrator had never been found.

Doctors had tried to help you,

but Ravus didn’t trust Niflheim.

He had taken you back to Fenestala Manor,

and let the royal physicians help you.

Never once leaving your side.

He tried to busy his mind by working on reports beside you,

but his mind

and his eyes

always wandered back to your unconscious form.

Some days you woke up.

But you weren’t really there.

That wasn’t your voice,

it was too weak.

That wasn’t your smile,

It didn’t glow.

That wasn’t you,

It was a ghost.

But he so wanted it to be you.

He would gaze into your eyes

Promising you that you’d get better soon.

You’d smile through the painkillers at him.

Telling him that you knew that.

But he worried about what you did know.

Ghost stories said that a person knew when they were dying,

Did you?

Everything scared him.

But he couldn’t tell anyone.

He couldn’t be seen crying,

even by you.

He would hide in the darkness of his office,

Weeping.

Crying out your name,

begging you not to leave him.

His mouth uttering the words,

“I need you” over and over again.

Unable to say anything else.

His mind wouldn’t let him escape his torment.

He needed you,

He had failed you,

He should be laying there.

Not you.

He had felt this pain when he lost his mother,

now, he screamed at the knowledge of the pain to come.

Hating each glimmer of hope that maybe you’d get better.

Because hope meant disappointment,

and he wasn’t sure how much he could take.

Word came that Luna had reached Altissa.

She needed his help.

In the unexpected moment,

Ravus had to choose between you and his sister.

You, his whole world, his heart.

And his sister, the Oracle and hope for Eos.

He knew he should leave you,

but couldn’t pull himself from your side.

Wondering if being with Luna would even help her.

But he hated himself even more,

for not knowing if he could help her,

and knowing he couldn’t help you.

His whole world was crashing down around him,

and he was helpless to stop it.

Luna

You became ill one day,

With what? She doesn’t know.

What she does know is that her powers aren’t working.

The gods are refusing to help you.

She doesn’t believe it at first,

And keeps trying.

Eventually, it’s clear, though.

You are destined to die.

She’s dealt with death much in her lifetime,

But this is new.

She should be able to heal you!

Why have the gods turned their backs on you?

Her first reaction is to be angry,

Especially at the gods.

They forced her into this life,

Now they are forcing the one good thing in it, you,out.

She is by your side every moment of the day in Lestallum.

Being sweet and gentle with you.

Honestly, she’s not sure if she will continue on her journey.

She feels spurred by the gods for an unknown reason

And wants revenge.

You are in and out of consciousness.

Seemingly surprised every time you wake up to her.

You insist that she has a destiny to fulfill.

She tells you that it can wait.

And it will.

No, she won’t leave you.

She uses Umbra’s time jumping powers to be at your side the whole time.

She knows the pain in store for her without you,

But she refuses to let you feel the pain of dying alone.

Ardyn

He’s immortal and never gets ill,

So he forgets that most people do.

You catch the common cold one day,

Thinking nothing of it.

But it takes a turn for the worst.

Yes, there was always a chance it could,

But you never thought it really would.

You’re bedridden.

In and out of consciousness,

Running a lethal fever.

Ardyn is familiar with this sickness,

But he is no longer a healer,

And feels utterly useless.

Many of the superstitions of the past come back to him,

And he starts to worry.

Will the wind bring in more sickness?

Is there really a reaper?

He feels utterly ridiculous believing any of that,

But he needs something to believe in.

All of his plans are on hold,

But they can’t wait forever.

Neither can you, though.

He puts on his bravado when you are awake,

Promising that you will be out of this bed soon,

Or saying that you just want more days off.

But he frets when you go under.

What if those were the last words he ever heard you say?

Your life is so painfully short compared to his,

But he’s not ready to say goodbye.

Not yet.

He begs to any deity that can hear him,

Not yet.

If not for his sake, for yours.

Chocked sobs escape him when he’s alone.

Hands turning black with tears.

Why did he ever get you involved in this?

This must be his punishment,

And yours now, too.

That decides it.

He leaves a note beside you,

Hoping you will someday read it.

He kisses your cold lips,

Before disappearing into a moonless night.

Nyx

He has always feared the worst would happen while he is away,

But he never truly believed that it could happen.

He came back from an exceptionally long mission.

Before going back to base to debrief,

He wanted to see you.

He stopped by your apartment,

But it was empty.

And it had been for some time.

His first thought was that you had left him,

But nothing was gone.

He rushed to headquarters to find out what had happened.

It turned out, half of the city was sick.

The Empire had released a poison into the water,

Which was discovered too late.

No one knew just who was sick, yet.

Every hospital, home, and shelter was full.

So while you were likely sick somewhere,

No one knew where.

Nyx rushed through the whole city with your picture,

Looking for someone, anyone who had seen you.

Every hospital, every shelter,

He was holding onto hope that you weren’t sick,

But taking care of others.

Finally, he found it.

You had been moved from the hospital to a makeshift shelter.

Why?

Because you weren’t expected to make it.

You lay unconscious on an army cot,

Under a great tent.

You had no privacy,

As the whole place was packed.

The only good news,

Was that it was in a park you once visited together.

Nyx sat down beside you

And simply stared at your face.

He started to recount his trials in finding you,

As though you could hear him.

But the adrenaline left him bear.

As he stared at you,

All he could think about was his sister.

He never said goodbye.

She was gone so suddenly.

Here you were, though.

Was this really saying goodbye?

You couldn’t hear him.

Memories flashed.

Memories of his sister,

And of you.

Why hadn’t he been here for you?

Why couldn’t he protect anyone?!?

Anyone that mattered!

He held your cold hand as angry tears streamed down his face.

Why did this keep happening?!

He wanted so badly to blame someone,

But the only person that it fit was himself.

For hours, he sat beside you, holding your hand,

Whispering, “I’m sorry” as much as he could.

Morning came.

He was woken by a hand on his shoulder.

It was Crowe.

“We have to go,” she whispered.

“What’s the point,” Nyx replied in his hoarse voice.

“There are people still alive. They need our help.”

There were people still alive.

The thought seemed radical.

The world was still moving?!

While you lay here dying?!

It seemed…insensitive.

Nyx shrugged Crowe off.

She sighed,

“To lose ourselves in the grief of death is to discount the memory of life.”

She said before warping away.

Nyx was haunted by those words for days.

The memory of life.

You were still unconscious when he donned new gear.

While you slept, he was determined to help other families not feel this pain.

He was determined to do something you would be proud of.

He knew this may hurt the worst he had ever known,

But he wasn’t going to forget how amazing you were in his loneliness.

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thechocoboos · 5 years ago

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Could you do the chocobros (+Ardyn and Ravus) taking care of their significant other while she's on her period?

These hcs have been sitting in my google docs for a week now--but hey, they’re ready!!! I ended up with eight pages of headcanons so brace yourself lol; wrote these while i was suffering from the very thing i was writing about. what a life.

HC: The Bros + Ardyn and Ravus taking care of their SO on their period!

Noctis

Noct knew that periods existed, he swore that he did, but he just kinda… forgets.

So when he came home to see you dying on your couch, he was just… ??? “Uh, babe? You okay?”

“NO, Noct, I’m not o-fucking-kay--”

“Uh.”

It was only when he called Ignis that he figured out what was going on, with Ignis exasperatedly having to remind Noct that hey, people get periods!

It was a short phonecall, luckily

And it didn’t take Noct too long to get with the program

Softness increases to 110%

Mutual laziness increases to 70%

Caring for his SO increases to 2000%

He does his best--but he also kinda. Just. I dont wanna say it but he doesn’t think it’s that big of a deal until he sees you crying over cramps, then he realizes that periods suck and that you just need your stupid boyfriend to give you the love and support that you deserve

After that, he gets better!!!

“NoCT, can you please go get me my meds? And some water--”

“Can’t you do it yourself--” He always freezes, remembering how bad it can be, “Shit, sorry, babe--” He already started getting up, bringing out a bit of your favorite snack as an apology, “You know I’m an idiot.” He said when he handed you your meds and your fave candy bar

You know, and for whatever reason, you still loved him

He kinda has to learn what to do and what not to do just because he feels too unsure to ask anyone

Unfortunately, it was also through trial and error that he realized how sensitive you can sometimes be when your period is knockin’ at the front door

He found out through multiple crying sessions--and yes, it was usually his fault, but he was always insanely good about making it up to you with food, cuddles, and movie marathons

He’s the boyfriend who goes to the store for tampons and pads for you, sees the giant aisle of them, and while he isn’t embarrassed to be seen buying shit for his SO, he has absolutely no idea what to get and literally grabs the first shit he sees

And of course, you send him right back with a picture of the brand you actually like and a pad in his hand just so he can get it right the second time

Cue the mental image of Noctis comparing the pad in his hand to the color of pad packaging in stores

“They’re both green so it’s gotta be right… right???”

In summary: Noctis is a dumbass and can be a bit insensitive about periods simply because he’s really not around women or anyone who gets periods, but he really does try to remedy his ignorance and any mistakes he makes

Prompto

Prompto, too, has never really had much experience with girls or periods or people with periods and he just. He tries so hard--he really does

He gets you a new teddy bear every single time (at some point, you know you’re gonna have to tell him that he can’t keep buying you new bears, but it’s so cute that you don’t want him to stop)

He’s the one who gets sympathy pain

I promise, the second he catches wind that you’re on your period, he’s out the door trying to find your favorite of everything

If you send him to the store for pads, he comes back with one of everything and lots of tears in his eyes, “Babe--I didn’t know what you wanted so I just bought everything im sorry oh gods”

He’s the pitiful soul who blushes as he buys all the pads and tampons and looks like he’s gonna cry

He’s the one who pulls a cart full of sanitary products to the first register he sees and is crying as he looks in the clerk’s eyes and cries, “My SO is on their period i dont know what they like help me please”

Christ, he’s a mess but he’s your mess and you love him

He comes back with every single snack he knows you so much as look at

Cravings? He’s got your back.

Like, you mention this shit you want half heartedly and then he disappears for three hours and comes back with a weighted blanket, heating pad, and three bags of those weird chips you were craving

He’s always blushing and frantic, but he blushes the hardest when you ask him to lay with you and cuddle

Ofc he does it--he loves it, but the bold, straightforward way you ask has him blushing head to toes

He once caught himself wishing people got periods more often just so he could hold you like this more often--he accidentally said it out loud, and you only snuggled into his chest more and told him to shut up and hold you tighter

Prompto is a mess but he tries so, so hard just to make you comfortable and content

He once drove for twenty minutes to find your favorite candy bar (and he would do it again, no question)

When you cry bc emotions, he starts to tear up, too

He always says, “Babe, if you cry, I’ll start crying and then we’ll both be crying and I don't think either of us can handle that on an emotional level” and then you both cry anyways

He likes to sing to you when you guys cuddle, his voice is soft but husky in the perfect way that lulls you to sleep

If you fall asleep in his arms, he falls asleep, too

He’s the extra bf who goes above and beyond unnecessarily, merely because he doesn’t know how else to help you

Gladdy

Holy Behemoth Batman! One of these idiots is properly aware of periods!!!

And it’s this one. Bravo, Gladdy, bravo. Fans everywhere are cheering your name.

In all seriousness, he is aware and actually knows how to handle someone who is on their period

Iris used to get some pretty bad periods, and with their mom not around and their dad always busy, it was Gladio who had to help her out and actually explain them to her in the first place (he’s never gonna forget when Iris ran up to him one morning while crying and shouting about bloody underwear)

So, needless to say, he ain’t shy during that time of the month. In fact, he knows more tips and tricks than you do, simply because he was one hell of a big bro for Iris

Heating pads? Blankets? Snacks? Damn good brands of sanitary products? He’s got it all and you didn’t even have to ask, like holy shit

Back when you guys were just starting out your relationship, you had actually gotten your period once while at his place and when you told him you’d have to go home because you forgot your products, he was like, “Oh--hang on. You prefer pads or tampons???” and pulls out a giant basket with a lobster on it, labelled ‘Menstruation Crustacean’

He said that he liked to be prepared in case Iris was over

What an absolute legend of a bf. Like, after that, you knew you weren’t letting this fucker go.

He rubs your stomach if you’re having really bad cramps and doesn’t even have to be asked to go grab you some pain meds--it’s like he has a sixth sense or some shit

Really, really chill about periods as a whole like he’s not scared to go to the store for you and he gets the right products!!!

Sometimes, when you get so sore and crampy that you can’t move, he’ll carry you around in his arms and doesn’t complain once

Will change your bloody sheets and isn’t the slightest bit grossed out--doesn’t mind emptying the bathroom trashcan either

Similar to Prompto, he loves to hold you and hum to you. He won’t sing, but even his absent minded humming while he holds you to his chest under one arm and reads some random book lulls you to sleep with ease

Quite frankly, probably the best of the bros when it comes to periods

He’s not scared of them. He doesn’t care if it gets messy, he knows what to do, like. Shit. Fuckin’ winner over here.

Ignis

Ignis, much like everyone else, does not have that much experience with periods. Didn’t really have many folks with periods around and he’s never had a SO before

So you would think he’s a hot mess--but nO! He would nEvER

He googled and he googled and he googled and he asked coworkers (always respectfully ofc) and he googled some more

He has an arsenal of tips and tricks and guides and everything--but he does lack the hands on experience

He will help you and he will buy you everything you need and more--but there will always be the hesitation of someone who doesn’t really know what they’re doing

One time, Ignis tried to rub your belly to help with cramps, but he only succeeded in tickling you and embarrassingly had to admit he doesn’t really know where his hand should be

Ugh what a cutie pie

He’s patient and sweet and he does all these small things for you without even telling you, and when you do notice, you feel like your heart is just gonna burst and vomit affection everywhere

He’s still a little embarrassed and shy when you boldly demand cuddles, but he does it nonetheless (he fucking loves it though he will never admit to it)

He’s the SO who cleans up bloody sheets and quietly gets blood stains out of your clothes while you’re vomiting from cramps, but never, ever makes a big deal out of it and does it with the caring affection of a kind man in love

Bumps his pun game to 110% to try and make you laugh

Knows which subjects and what phrases and words to avoid to prevent your emotions from blowing up

Even if they do, he never takes rude words to heart and he always comforts you lovingly, giving you a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek

He keeps an eye on you

If you shift uncomfortably, he’s there with a heating pad

If you’re meds are wearing off, he already has more in hand

Sometimes, if you want to cuddle, you only have to look at him a certain way before he’s sighing and climbing into bed next to you, reminding you that if you were anyone else he wouldn’t go this far

He just dotes on you in the quietest ways possible

Ravus

Insensitive Dumbass Part 2

Yes, he knows people get periods. Does he care? No.

Not until he falls in love with you, at least.

Cramps? Can’t be that bad. Migraines? Just mere headaches. Aches and pains? Probably nothing. He dismisses each symptom right up until you come into his life

Because when you guys get together--he gets to see firsthand just how bad everything can get

Oh gods you’re crying from it all?? VOmitting??? HOW WAS HE SUPPOSED TO KNOW--

He felt like a right dick (and he should)

But he was also quick to change his tune, because the love of his life can’t suffer like this

Not while he’s around!!!

He’s quick to ask Luna what to do, and thank god at least one sibling in their family is sympathetic and not a mess and a fucking half otherwise he’d be doing things through trial and error (not that he didn’t, even with the help)

He does everything by the written list Luna had given him (she knew he wasn’t gonna remember everything), even years after you two got together (he likes to use it as a benchmark of sorts to know when he’s doing everything you need)

The first few times you had sent him to the store because you ran out of supplies, he had absolutely no idea what to get and any poor employees who tried to help him earned the most aggressive, hostile glare he could muster

He ends up calling Luna, too, because how is he supposed to call you and tell you that he doesn’t know what to get??? And have you think he’s incapable??? NO! He was gonna be the best bf and get exactly what you fucking needed or so help him--

He’s just very aggressively in love. Little bit of a dick but he changes and grows as a person into the kinda man we can all love and support and who will love and support us right back!!!

He does his best but he doesn’t want to seem incapable of being helpful

Likes to remind you when your medicine is supposed to wear out so he can show that he’s some use

Anytime he gives you a massage or rubs your back or smth, he’s always giving you nervous, uncertain glances just to make sure you’re content or that he’s helping

Always giving you nervous glances just to check that you’re okay (he really loves you, he’s just not sure how to show it)

Lots of hugs and kisses but he’s embarrassed about all the skinship when you want cuddles (don’t get him wrong, he really, really loves it; he’s just… not sure what to do with all these feelings)

He learns how to be a supportive, wonderful SO when you’re on your period and maybe one day he might actually remember your favorite brand (but don’t get your hopes up too much at that)

Ardyn

Back in Ardyn’s day, periods weren’t exactly talked about, so the first few times you mentioned them, he was absolutely flabbergasted that you would blatantly talk about something that was considered so private

If he hadn’t been a healer, he wouldn’t have known near as much about them as he did

But even as a healer, periods were still something considered a woman’s subject and were usually left for women healers and mothers to handle so he could rarely do much

But then--Ardyn had to get pretty fuckin’ used to periods because you were pretty much out of commission when your “aunt irma” came to visit

First couple times you got your period while with Ardyn, they weren’t so bad, but then they went right back to their normal symptoms

When Ardyn came home to see you curled up in a ball, clutching your abdomen and trying to just keep your eyes shut to block out the light, he had thought you were terribly, terribly sick

“Darling--what’s wrong? What happened--” He was genuinely concerned and worried, his brow furrowed and mouth drawn in a worried frown. He hadn’t realized that your periods were so debilitating, so to see you like this, he had thought something even worse had happened

You only managed a groan when you tried to talk, and that only made him rush over even more, trying to lift your arms to see where you were injured, “Darling, please--”

“‘M fine,” you tried to say, “It’s just--fuck,” You hissed as a particularly bad cramp came your way, “--fine, jus’, that time of the month.” You wheezed, laying your head back down on your pillow

And that was when Ardyn realized just how terrible the symptoms could be

He was a worried man. Absurdly worried actually, and sometimes it made you want to laugh if everything didn’t hurt so badly

Ardyn was the kind of man to do absolutely anything and everything for his love, so that’s what he did

You never had to leave the bed for anything unless you really wanted to

Ardyn would deliver your pain meds on the clock, always accompanied by the most ridiculously jeweled goblet he could find (he was always one to be amusingly over the top and treat you like a queen, but his dramatics always cheered you up)

He was usually by your side unless you requested some alone time, and then he would respectfully kiss your forehead, say “Of course, darling. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call--I am always at your disposal,” and close the door quietly as he left

Otherwise, he would be laying in bed with you, one arm wrapped around your shoulder and the other holding some old book or resting across his stomach as he took a nap beside you

He would give you massages wherever you ached and he would provide herbal remedies from back in his day that were pretty good at relieving aches and pains

Ardyn’s innuendos and teasings would go on the back burner during this time--unless you instigated it

If you didn’t, he might tease you here and there, but always the tiniest, most light hearted things and it was always said in the softest teasing tones

All your feelings are valid to him, hormonal or otherwise, and he will listen to every word you say as though they were your last

Yes, you were usually treated like royalty by him, but it somehow increased exponentially when that time of the month arrived

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ff15trashgoldenslumbers · 6 years ago

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Hey there!! I love your work and I was wondering if you could do a thing where a chocobro have a nightmare. A friend of the 4 join to help (perhaps like they are pretty much like their lil nurse on the go) but they wake up to the bro in a panic and soothe them back to sleep with a song. On the verge back to sleep the bro realize they are in love with them (I'd probably cry if you used the Stand By Me lyrics. A lot of your fluff ones make me cry bc they're soooo cute. f!friend if that's chill)

I do hope that you don’t mind if I did this OT4+1-ish, the idea sparked and then it wouldn’t leave. At all…it demanded!

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You were trained not to panic, you were trained to stay calm in any situation that involved harm to yourself or your companions. You remain calm when you had sprained your wrist after yourself and your mount had fallen during an attack. You remained calm when you had jumped before that needle spray. You remained calm when your right side as pierced in confusion training when you had to assist with taking down a recruit.

So why was your body now attempting to make you cry, and shake?

You knew why you knew exactly why but you couldn’t allow that to happen. You had to brave, you had to be strong, you had to be calm for them.

While out on a hunt, the five of you had been surrounded by a group of deamons. Confusing as it was still very much bright outside. You had managed to dodge the spew that it tossed out, but your friends not so lucky.

They had begun to react to whatever this stuff was almost immediately, and as the healer of the group, you decided to actually put your authority for your position and call a tactical retreat. Nearly halfway back to the campsite, Noctis had passed out, Gladiolus not far after him. They were the ones in the main line of fire.

“Iggy, I hate to ask this, but can you please help with Gladdy.” You called, as Prompto helped you support Noctis.

You wanted to run back to the tent, but both Prompto and Ignis looked even worse. You had managed to get within the ruins before you had lost Prompto, and Ignis managed to help you get Gladiolus in before he fainted beside the big guy. That was fine enough, you could move Prompto and Noctis easily unlike the taller duo.

As your hands went to adjust them better, you jumped back, whatever they were covered in was starting to burn. With quick apologies to their unconscious bodies, you began to strip them, running out to the campfire, as you tossed them in. You’d apologize for the clothes but figured they’d much prefer being alive rather than have serious burns.

As you scrubbed them down with a few water bottles you had lying around, you found yourself starting to lose the tension within your shoulders and hands, as you found there didn’t appear to be lasting damage.

Until you heard Noctis cough.

You pulled out your phone, searching through your Monster Encyclopedia, it was a type of Malboro, the acid was supposed to aid in eating your friends, it had a 99.99% survival rate, but the symptoms lasted 48 hours, and could cause hallucinations and fever.

“You’ll be fine guys.” You cooed, pulling their sleeping bags over them. Leaning forward to remove Ignis’s glasses.

It was going to be a long 48 hours.

“Easy Gladdy.” You called, only 2 hours into this and the sun was just starting to set. The big guy was getting frustrated in his sleep and didn’t seem to enjoy whatever dream he was having. You surrounded your hand with an ice spell, placing it on his head, only to smile as he calmed down. “You’ve gotta keep the covers on big guy, you have to sweat this out.”

“Y/N?”

You turned, smiling at Ignis he was slipping in an out of sleep, the guy never knew how to rest, “You thirsty Iggy? I don’t think you boys should stomach food until your stomachs settle.” You replied, the fresh memory of you shoving Prompto’s head into a bucket to avoid him throwing up over his sleeping bag again. Then again Prompto did have a weak stomach without being sick.

“If you’d be so kind.”

“Anything for you.” You cooed.

Eight more hours passed, as you figured they were out the worst of it, Noctis’s cough had stopped, Prompto managed to force down some crackers and ginger ale, and didn’t cough it back up. Ignis finally slept for more than twenty minutes at a time, and Gladiolus had stopped shiver.

You sat outside the flap of the tent, keeping it slightly unzipped so that they got some fresh air. You knew that you wouldn’t get much sleep tonight and would be up most of the evening to make certain they were fine.

You must have dozed slightly, cause next you recall was your head snapping up as you turned hearing a weak cry in the tent. You slowly crawled into the tent, eyes focusing on Noctis as he gave a slight trash, he was already prone to nightmares, so this poison running through his system more than likely wasn’t helping.

Crawling over Ignis, you maneuvered Noctis’s head to your lap, stroking back his sweat-soaked hair, performing another ice spell to try and get the fever that spike back up. A soft hum in your chest, it often caused the Prince to calm down from his other nightmares. Luckily it was working this time as well, he always liked the song despite how sad it made you feel.

“I won’t cry, I won’t cry

No, I won’t shed a tear

Just as long as you stand, stand by me”

You turned seeing Prompto grasp for something, he and Gladiolus were the biggest cuddlers of the group, which was often why they slept near each other, but having both of them bundled so tightly to sweat out the gunk more than likely didn’t help their urges.

Placing Noctis down softly you moved over to the two of them resting a hand on their chest, rubbing a circle. There was no potion or medication you could provide but you could give them comfort.

Well into the second day, you hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep, but by that evening the boys were able to sit up and actually stomach food enough to eat.

“Here, it’s just chicken soup, I’m not Iggy but you should be able to keep it down.” You replied, handing out bowls.

“It tastes awesome.” Prompto cooed.

You sat cross-legged in the tent, happy to see that they had gotten their color back, and with a good nights sleep they should hopefully be back to hundred.

“Have you gotten sleep, Y/N?” Ignis inquired.

You waved it off, “I’m fine. From what I read, you guys should be fine by tomorrow. So rest up, I’ll take care of everything.”

With fevers down, and stomachs actually feeling fine you laid them back for the night. Hoping that the would get some actual sleep tonight. You moved to sit outside the tent again, looking to the night sky. You felt so silly, but you realized what the problem was and why you panicked so much when they were hurt.

Most things couldn’t drag the Prince from his sleep but nightmares like this could. As of late, they would quickly disappear, still, his eyes were drawn across the tent when he heard Prompto whine. More than likely being cuddled by Gladiolus too roughly, he moved to lay back down, only to hear Ignis huff, and then one from Gladiolus too. Were they having nightmares too?

Y/N did mention that that stuff could do this.

Noctis hummed slightly at that, his nightmares didn’t happen too often now, when things got too bad in his dreams he’d feel a comfort and then the familiar scent of your lotion. He had started to drift again when he felt that comforting hand on his head, and that soft lullaby, only this time it wasn’t the normal one you sang.

What is this hollow kind of helplessness I’m feeling?

This type of terror is new

And the fact that I can hardly breathe is now revealing

How much I’ve changed ‘cause of you

Noctis tried not to show that he was awake, but a soft whine did leave him, as you moved over to Ignis, then Prompto and Gladiolus. Storking their head, as you softly sung the song for them.

You must not have been exhausted as you hadn’t realized that the others were also slowly coming out of their rest to listen to the lullaby.

You light the world for me

You live life fearlessly

Braver than the bravest of us do

You trust, you hope, you dare

You choose to feel and care

I thought that I was strong till I bumped into you

What do I know about love?

As sleep came over the four men it dawned on them.

That was it…

You jumped back as the bacon popped grease, “How does Iggy do this at like 6 in the morning?” You huffed.

You never took the others for granted, but you were honestly missing them right now. Your banter with Prompto and Noctis, Ignis’s actual cooking that wasn’t just toast, eggs, and bacon, Gladiolus being able to help move the heavier items around camp.

“I have it.”

You nearly jumped from your skin, as you felt a hand on your own, “Iggy.”

“Please have a seat, you’ve done enough.” Ignis smiled.

“No, no you just got better.” You attempted to argue.

“Gladio, if you wouldn’t mind.”

You hadn’t even heard the big guy, until his hands were on your hips, picking you up and moving you to the chairs, plopping you down.

“When’s the last time you’ve been sleep?” Gladiolus asked standing before you.

“I got some sleep last night.” You replied, only to find the guy leaning into your personal space, not uncommon for your group of friends. “What?”

Gladiolus gave you a boyish smile, “Never realized how cute you look in the morning.”

The thought hardly register, before you felt him press a kiss to your forehead, something you had done last night to him while you thought he was sleeping. You went to retort but Ignis was already requesting his assistance with plating the food. Only to be brought back to reality when you felt Prompto hug you tightly, also not uncommon.

“Morning Sunshine, hows your tummy?” You smiled, moving to grab his extra pills you held on your person.

“Much better cause of our white mage.” Prompto beamed, as you handed him the pills. “You’re the best, Y/N.”

You froze again, as you felt Prompto press a kiss to your cheek. Hardly hearing Ignis call for Prompto to wake Noctis.

“Here you are.” Ignis smiled, handing you a plate that looked nothing like what you were preparing. “You haven’t been eating the last few days, I hope this makes it better.”

“Thanks Iggy.” You called, he almost always gave you food first, even with Noctis at your side.

“My pleasure.” He replied, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead.

“This looks awesome Iggy.”

“I’m starving!”

You were honestly on autopilot eating your food, you could taste it but why were they exchanging kisses that you gave them last night? Only for you to turn as Noctis muttered walking out the tent, despiting sleeping for almost 48 hours he was still a lump.

“Morning Noct.” You flushed, as he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek, before flopping back into the seat. “Wait! Wait! What is going on here?”

“Is something the matter, Y/N?” Ignis asked, taking his seat beside you.

“I just, what?” You tried to explain, and keeping yourself from getting overheated and dropping your food. “What is going on, I don’t understand…the kisses…I mean I like them…but,”

“You sure you didn’t catch what we had?” Gladiolus chuckled.

“Maybe we should rest another day,” Prompto replied.

“You have not been resting well while taking care of us. You should rest in the car, I’m certain Noct and Gladio won’t mind you stretching out.” Ignis stated. “Besides you deserve a hotel.”

“Yeah maybe.” You replied you had been breathing in the fumes of the bile, and maybe tossing the bile sick clothes within the fire wasn’t your best idea, plus you had touched the bile quite a bit when handling the guys.

Within an hour, you had returned back to your journey, and fine with the fact that your four boys were healthy and ready to roll, your body finally allowed for you to sleep. As your head nodded forward, you hardly heard Ignis’s voice.

“Gladio, please catch Y/N.” Ignis called.

“Here she can use my jacket,” Prompto stated.

You felt yourself be moved across the seat and the soft lull of a heartbeat under your ear as Prompto covered you with his jacket.

“Here.”

“Awe you can be nice.” Gladiolus chuckled.

“Shut up.”

You spared a smile, but just before you drifted off, you knew that you didn’t imagine it, one of them was humming the song from last night.

You’re what I know about love

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promnisofficial · 6 years ago

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Family au? With maybe one if them as trans please? :3

Okay so because of some of the content, I’m putting this under a cut. CWs for accidental pregnancy.

Additional notes: this takes place during the Verse 2 ending of Episode Ignis, which I consider an AU. WOR was a thing, hence the shortage of testosterone.

So Ignis and Prompto have discussed the idea of having children a handful of times throughout that ten year period of darkness, but they had initially thought they’d be. adopting a child

Tbh they’ve never once really considered conceiving children (admittedly since Prompto got top surgery, Ignis lowkey forgets that they haven’t gotten around to scheduling his bottom surgery)

That being said, Ignis gets into the habit of wearing a condom very quickly. He never forgets. Never.

So their first kid is the result of an accidental pregnancy (the condom broke), approximately a year after the dawn returns and a few months before Prompto is able to go back on testosterone.

They adopt two more kids after Prompto gets bottom surgery (about three years after the dawn returns, now that things are back to normal).

Noctis is their godfather and he spoils the hell out of them jsyk

Seriously Noctis tHE OLDEST IS THIRTEEN HE DOESN’T NEED A HOUSE???? HE’S????? T H I R T E E N

Their first child is the heir to House Scientia since he is Ignis’ biological son, but their adopted children are treated exactly the same (mostly because Ignis and Prompto are literal war heroes and at this point nobody. cares that Prompto’s from Niflheim lmao all they care about is the fact that he’s done so much for the refugees)

Prompto semi-retires from the Crownsguard to pursue photography, but he does occasionally help Gladio out with training new recruits.

The youngest comes to work with them. Ignis and Prompto alternate to keep things interesting for the child (sometimes he doesn’t feel like sitting in a meeting room with a bunch of old men and u know what? that’s valid)

Ignis wins every argument he’s in when he brings his kids to work bc dang how can the father of such sweet kids be wrong

(I mean Ignis is almost never wrong but y’know)

BABYSITTER GLADIO BABYSITTER GLADIO BABYSITTER GLADIO BABYSI

Seriously the kids LOVE uncle Gladio

Ignis, believe it or not, is more likely to let his children have as many sweets as they want than Prompto is

Mostly bc Ignis is kind of a pushover when it comes to kids not wanting to eat their veggies

(Prompto’s there to make SURE they eat their veggies or else NO DINO NUGGET FRIDAYS)

#ffxv #promnis #prompto argentum #ignis scientia #au dumps #anonymous #answered

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moonraccoon-exe · 6 years ago

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ღ DEAR ASTRALS ABOVE, PROMPTIS! (bc of reasons, Coonie Moonie dear~ have a good day/afternoon/evening/night and a cupcake!)

HELLO, DARK, MY SWEETEST, I received this last night but I was too tired! Thank you for waiting patiently and for dropping this in!(ノ*°▽°*)

A CUPCAAAAAAAAAKE!?! FOR MEEEEEEEEEEEE!?!? AKLSDJFKAF JAKLSJDASKJD (*ﾉ▽ﾉ)

*nyoms it out*

Prompto/Noctis

Who’s the first to wake up in the morning:

Prompto. You won’t ever get Noctis out of bed earlier, NEVER. These two sleep in until much later than others *cough* Gladnis *cough* but Noctis is definitely last to wake up, and last to be on his feet too.

Who’s the one to make breakfast:

Prompto. Noctis is still asleep most times, or doesn’t have the energy to get out of his damn bed yet. He’s lucky Prommy is so understanding and loving and enjoys making breakfast for both while his boyfriend fights with all six gods to get out of bed.

Who’s the one to serve the other breakfast in bed:

Prompto, goddammit. Stop being a spoiled thing, Noctis! But really, none of them mind. Prompto really values Noct a lot, and often freels bad that Nocttis gets so worn out by his own emotional issues and the Crystal, and he wants to spoil him if he can. Noct is not a spoiled little brat, he’s just struggling a bit with accepting his fate as future king, and Prommy wants him to know it’s okay.

However, when Prompto is sick (which happens more frequently than we know), Noct sometimes is the one that brings breakfast to him; Prommy’s flu can get VERY awful, and Noctis feels anxious whenever the sweet ray of sunshine is sick, so he’ll be out of bed earlier than Ignis or school ever managed to get and go prepare something for dear Prommy.

Who would suggest a quickie in the morning before work:

50/50. Prompto can get pretty horny and the boy has A LOT of energy (and hormones), so sometimes he’ll have the idea and suggest it casually, like he’s talking about the weather. Boy can dirty talk only when he’s inspired, but really his usual self is “Hey, you know what I thought we could do before leaving? It’d be cool :)”.

Noctis sometimes gets pretty horny too, but he’s a bit more shy about it. Noctis has two moods; he either asks as casually as Prommy, or goes shy. He doesn’t want Prompto to think him creepy or anything, so Noctis tries suggesting it as implicitly as he can. Prommy can be dense, so Noctis struggles a bit with trying to be as explicit as possible without saying an explicit word iself.

Good thing is Prommy knows his boyfriend already, and will catch the hint when Noct is trying to ask him for a quickie.

Who suggests they both ditch work to lay around all day:

Noctis. He gets tired of training and papework and everything (being prince sounds cool, but really it’s just a kaload of work), and all he wants is a break. Often. So it’s not rare that he’s the one that mops and whines to Prompto about wanting to stay home and do nothing.

Prommy understands prince work is important, but considers Noctis the human is even more important, so he’ll give in and try to spoil him. :)

Who chooses the movies:

50/50. Both discuss which movie to watch and why or why not like they’re discussing war tactics. It’s usually Prompto who suggests they watch a movie, but they team up to choose which one. The good thing is they have a similar taste, so they don’t often argue or take too long.

Who initiates kissing during the moving, thus distracting the other from the movie all together:

Noctis. Noctis is your typical cat that wants Prommy’s attention and will snuggle against him over and over, pet his shoulder, snuggle the head under his chin or his chin on Prommy’s hair, and, of course, he’ll start kissing him over and over until Prompto laughs and pays attention to him.

Sometimes it’s Prompto, but he’s a kiss or two, and back to the movie. When it’s Noct, however, he insists.

Who orders lunch:

50/50. Noctis is better at cooking than Prompto, but he’s also much lazier and doesn’t often want to do it. While Prompto is good at cooking, if he can order lunch instead, he’ll do. Plus, both really like fast food, so there’s no troubles on it.

After a good chiding from Ignis when Ignis found they had ordered food for all 3 meals during an entire week (a few days after they moved in together) who reminded them they’re 23, they can do this on their own, and that Noct’s health is important, Prommy’s trying to not order food as frequently. Still, it’s a tradition for, at least, each friday.

Who steals food from the other’s plate without asking:

50/50. Prompto likes stealing because he likes eating everything, and because Noctis usually leaves many things untouched on his dish and Prompto doesn’t want to waste anything. Noctis does it because he usually leaves many things untouched on his dish and he’s not satisfied yet, so he’s stealing the yummy things off Prompto’s dish. So basically they just eat from both dishes like they’re one.

Who curls up next to the other and falls asleep due to a full tummy:

Noctis. Noctis naps very frequently, so of course he naps after a good meal. Dear Noctis turns to a cat again and he not only goes to curl up to sleep after eating, he also drags Prompto with him to use him as his pillow and human heater and Petting Machine. It’s already a usual thing, that Prommy has to go sit or lay with Noct to snuggle or pet him while his boyfriend sleeps. Prommy swears Noct likes being scratched behind the ear, too.

Who distracts the other from trying to work at home:

Noctis. Noctis usually tries to leave work at work and rarely works at home (wait until you’re king, Noctis *evil laugh*) so Prommy couldn’t distract him even if he wanted. Prommy doesn’t often have to bring work to their home (even in their 30′s), but when he does, he’ll have Noctis holding one of his ankles, lying facedown on the floor, and whining and whimpering ‘Nooooooo’. Sometimes, Prommy still goes on working, amused. Sometimes (most times), he gives in and pays attention to Noctis.

Cat Noct strikes again; sometimes he won’t even have anything to request from Prompto’s attention, he just doesn’t want him to work.

Who asks to go get ice cream like a five year old:

Prompto. This boy has problems tryingto control his own excitement, so if he sees ice-cream he’ll be ECSTATIC and because he has no refrains that stop him from getting over excited, he’ll yelp out “ICE CREAM” and get clingy with Noct all the way to the stall.

Who takes pictures of their partner eating ice cream:

Prompto, mostly, but both do. Noct likes to brag about his treasure of a boyfriend in social medias (and keeps the cutest ones to himself), and Prompto just likes to take photos of the things and people he loves. Noct + ice-cream is a MUST, so he always snaps a picture.

Who makes a sexual joke about the dripping ice cream on their partner’s face:

50/50, though it’s usually Noctis. Prompto is so happy about the ice-cream and so distracted talking non-stop about other things, he doesn’t often think about making those sort of jokes. And because he’s talking while eating his ice-cream, he gets it dripping on his face and mouth, and because Noctis is quiet just listening, of course the joke will cross his head.

Prommy has multiple reactions depending on his mood; he can get shy and shut up and tell him to not joke about that in public,he can get horny and lick the ice-cream off his own face giving Noctis a dirty look, or do the same but with an exaggerated look, just to make Noctis laugh, and then both brush it off.

Who cooks dinner:

It’s still Prompto most times, but when it’s dinner specifically, Noctis will cook sometimes, all by himself. He claims that Prommy already cooked breakfast and lunch, so he’s fine cooking dinner. It’s no secret, however, that Noct more or less enjoys it sometimes. He’s very much awake at night like he wasn’t in the morning, and he took the liking from the job he had at the restaurant during high school, so he seems to find some peace at cooking dinner sometimes.

Who cleans up the kitchen afterwards:

50/50. It started being Prommy who stayed to clean and Noct went to bed, but then Noctis felt bad about it and wanted to help too (because he values that Prommy wants him to rest after a tiring day, but he knows that Prommy works hard and gets tired too), so now it’s 50/50.

Chances are, however, that most times they’ll leave the kitchen dirty and messy at night, and will clean up in the morning.

Who stays up until 2 reading:

None. They stay up late together most nights, but it’s to play videogames or watch TV. Books rarely cross their way, especially that late at night.

Who stares at their partner while their sleeping:

Prompto. It’s amazing how much Noctis can sleep in a day, so it’s not rare to find him napping. Prompto stares mostly because he has no option, there’s a sleeping Noctis in the way everyday, but he does also stare just because he wants to. He also takes the time to cover him with a blanket if it’s cold, or just because he knows Noct likes snuggling into fuzzy blankets.

Who kisses their partner while they sleep:

Prompto, but sometimes Noctis. Because he crosses in the way of a sleeping Noctis and sometimes tuck him in, Prommy also likes to give him a kiss while the prince sleeps.

When it’s Noctis, he’s probably still awake late at night and Prommy’s gone to bed, he woke up in the middle of the night and rolled around to hug Prommy and kiss him before going back to sleep, or he found Prommy napping. Noct sometimes feels a bit shy getting romantic, but when Prommy’s asleep there’s no shyness and he goes ahead and kisses him.

Aaah~

Yet another lovely couple that makes domesticity feel so special and so warm and so cute. Adorable! ♡ ～(‘▽^人)

I hope you liked it, buddy!

#promptis #noctis x prompto #domestic headcanons #fluff #coonheadcanons #coonanswers

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rikusqueenofhearts · 6 years ago

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My Sweet Lullaby (Final Fantasy XV Parody Fanfiction)

Auther's note: Helo there this is me and I writing this fanfic because I love my Noctis and the boys please omg no bashing or I will have my bf and friend will bet u up. So enjoy this fanfik!

((In case ur taking this seriously, it's actually not a me as this kid writing this. This is actually me Eve writing a parody of how bad some fanfics can be. It's for @artistictranquility in which we make fun of bad fanfics 😂 it's for a con to see if there's any as bad as My Immortal. So... laugh on!! This is basically an anti My Immortal fic as we call it LOL tagging @neighborlyarson IF I HAVE TO READ THIS WORK SO DO YOU))

Hi my name is Melissa Tabitha Song and I have beautiful long rainbow hair with shiny silver eyes and very pale skin. i wear beautiful rainbow outfits and am very short. My parents are both gods but i came out a human girl but my parents left me on earth to have a better life even if I have magical abilities. A lot of people tell me I look beautiful even if I don't feel that way. I notice other girfs look at me glare me bc of my beauty. They kust jelos of me.

Vs Noctis had come from another world too and is like a mirror to Noct. They both r like brothers and often fight a lot. He does t like anyone but me. We had bcome close frienda and there is something mysterous about him. Something that makes me want to know more of him.

Gladuolus Amicitia is another good friend. He is a shield of the other Noct and is often a hot headed. Gladio and I are childhood friends and he was always protective of me. I find myself liking two guys. I can't like two guys! Oh no!

It was one day when Vs Noct and I were all alone when he went to talk to me. We were both walking under the moonlite and walking around. He said he wanted to speak to me. He looked at me and said. "Hey, Melissa. There's something I want to tell ypu."

"What is it you want to tell me?" I asked.

He looked at me in the eyes and said, "I love you!"

"You what...?"

"I love you so much. The first time I had ever laid eyes on you is when I fell in love with you. Do you love me?"

"Of course! I love you too!"

We both made out with each other and had the insides of our mouth make out with each other and took each other's clothes off. I had never been with anyone before. His touch was the best thing ever.

He put this thingy in my hole and we began fucking the daylights out of each other. We went on to fuck as he both shouted "I'm going to cum!!!"

After we spilled ourselves in each other, we heard someone yell, "what the hell are you doing fucking out here!?"

It was... Regis!

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After we were caught, we were brought to the Citadel with both Regis and Clarus watching us. "What were you thinking fucking outside!?" Regis yelled at us.

"I'm so sorry," I said. "I love vs Noct your son and I want to be with him forever!"

"I love her!" vs Noct declared. "I want to be with her."

"How is my son going to feel since he loved you too?" Clarus asked.

"Gladio loves me?" You couldn't help but ask.

"He talks about you all the time," Clarus said. "And you're fucking the Prince."

"These two do love each other," Regis said. "You can't punish them for being in love."

"I guess," Clarus said. "Shall We let them go?"

"I assume so," Regis said.

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When we were done, I saw Gladio yelling at Vs Noct as the two men began to fight over me. Both bad boys, fighting over me!? Oh my! Why do they love me so much!?

"Melissa!" Gladio says as he gets down on his knees and takes my hand. "I love you! Why are you with him!?"

"She's mine!" VS Noct shouted as he glared at Gladio. "You don't get to have her!"

"It's obvious that me and Melissa are meant to be together!" Gladio said.

"Omg! Stop fighting!" I shouted as I stomped my feet and threw my arms around. "Stop It! I don't like fighting!!!" I started to cry as I covered my face with my hands.

"Melissa, we're so sorry," Vs Noct said as he gave me a hug to comfort me.

"We're so sorry," Gladio said as he wrapped his arms around me too.

"You both can share me!" I said. "I'll be both of your girlfriends! We can be happy together!"

"If that's what you want, Melissa," Vs Noct had said.

"We can make it work," Gladio said.

I couldn't choose between these two anime looking boys! I loved them both! But all the sudden, the three of us saw 3 MORE Noctises. It was regular Noct and Omen Noct and older Noct! The three of them looked at me and proclaimed their love for me.

"Not you too!" VS Noct shouted.

"But I lov her!" Regular Noct shouted. "I came here to confess to her! We've been separated for so long that I want to be together with her!"

Omen Noct yelled about something, threatening to kill someone if he wasn't going to be with me. Older Noctis confessed his lov and even proposed to ME! ME!!! He gave me a ring to prove his love to me! All of the men began fighting over me again

"You can share me!" I shouted. "I love all of you! Let us all be together and be happy! I'm all yours!"

When we all came into an agreement with this, we noticed someone come over and said, "That's not true! She belongs to me! She's... my wife."

It was... Ardyn Izunia!

"I will never be yours!" I shouted as I backed away. "Stop trying to chase me!"

"But you are mine," Ardyn said. "We are both having magical backstories. I am both the Prince of Lucis and chancellor of Niflheim! I am also immortal! We can both be back together!"

"She doesn't want you!" Noct shouted.

"Lets fight!" Gladio shouted. "Whoever wins gets to have her!"

"Omg I hope you guys win!" I shouted.

After a long and brutal battle, Gladio had ended up dying. I started sobbing my eyes out as he was gone. But the four Noctises had won and defeated Ardyn. Killing him.

"Omg, thank you!" I shouted as I hugged each of the Nocts. "But Gladio lost his life!"

"He died for you," Noct said as he gave me a hug. "He loved you so much. We love you so much. Let's all get married in Gladio's honor!"

"That sounds like a good idea!" Older Noct shouted.

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I had married all the versions of Noctises and it was the best wedding of my life. But during our wedding, Lunafreya and Stella had both crashed the party. They were evil witches who wanted the four Noctsis for themselves! They came to kill me! Why does everyone hate me!?

My parents had secretly been there, unleashing my godly powers. I rose up to my power and used my power killed Lunafreya and Stella. The evil witches habe been defeated! We all rejoced at this!! The wedding had gone on now that they were dead!

When the day was over, the five of us went to the bedroom, all of them professed their love to me and they all took turns with me. They each took my holes with their thingy and placed it in my you know what. Omg it felt so good!! They each fucked the daylights out of me with each shouting "I'm going to cum!!"

I came all over each of them. They were each very kinky and good at bed. I rode them like crazy and we all had a wild night together. I sucked off their pee pee and licked all over them. They each stuck their tongues on me and made me cum so much. When it was all over, we cuddled against each other and professed their love to me. We would habe a happy life together! I couldn't believe all those Noctises loved me so much!

Auther's note: OMG I hope you enjoyed and all you haters better stop flaming me.

((This made me want to bleach my eyes and slam my head against the concrete. WHY DID YOU MAKE ME DO THIS OLIVES 😂))

#bad fanfiction #fanfiction #parody #parody of my immortal #my sweet lullaby #ffxv #versus xiii #omen

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g0ldpainted · 7 years ago

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14th December - CtC’17

Ignis’ childhood/How he grew up

Aah, guys, I’m so sorry for not posting this yesterday, I legit thought I queued it. >.<

So here’s the post.. a little too late but better late than never, right?

For yesterday, I tried to imagine how Ignis could’ve grown up. I actually considered writing this as headcanons but I figured this would be the better format. This "story” is probably quite un-canon but I thought I’d write it anyway bc inspiration struck me.And Episode Ignis hurt me. If someone wants to fangirl, hmu.

Words: 2200+

Genre: Eeeh, slice of life and a bit of angst

Spoilers: Not really, lots isn’t canon

Trigger warnings: Mention of abuse, bullying, child neglect

Young Ignis was a very lively toddler. He was always very adventurous, curious about everything and full of questions. It didn't take long for Ignis to speak full sentences and walk steadily. He was actually a very smart kid and his parents were well aware of that. In kindergarten, he was far ahead of everyone else. While most people were interested in board games, Ignis was interested in knowing about the world and instruments. After a simple test, it was revealed that his IQ was insanely high. He sure was gifted. Once his parents knew, they started organizing a caretaker for him, one that was supposed to cater to his needs: teach him some information he could use in the future but also take care of him and function as his nanny. Ignis was also supposed to learn how to play the piano and speak a second language.

He really enjoyed all the learning and his parents were actually very proud of him. Unfortunately, his parents were too busy to show him just how proud they were. Most times, only the nanny took care of him. His parents were hardly ever around. They didn't even show up to events Ignis took part in. That theatre Ignis performed at when he was a kid? Nope, they didn't show up. That time he played the piano in front of the entire school? Nope, too busy. It was usually the nanny that picked him up after school and attended his events. If it wouldn't have been for his nanny and his kindergarten friends, he would've been very lonely.

Even throughout his early school years, he was usually more of a loner. While he wasn't having a hard time socializing, students seemed to be struggling with understanding him. The way he spoke was too high for them. He knew words they didn't. He was smarter than them and that was reason enough for them to bully him. His parents wanted to give him the opportunity to be home schooled but they simply couldn't afford it. To say he enjoyed elementary school would be a lie. Sure, he had a couple of people showing interest in him but most felt fake to them. And his gut was right, they were just trying to find new topics to mock him about.

The only good thing his IQ brought him was, sooner or later, Noctis.

While King Regis always had an eye on the stupidly talented boy of the Scientia family, it still took him quite a while to choose him as Noctis advisor. Unlike the Amicitia's, Ignis' family wasn't given the duty of being advisors, only Ignis' uncle and him were given the role - purely because they were known as one of the smartest citizens in all Insomnia. However, the role came with lots of burdens.

The moment he found out he would function as the prince's advisor and future crownsguard, his life took a significant turn. His childhood ended right at that moment. From there on out, his life was shaped by learning, quickly growing up and taking responsibility at a young age. No more fun activities, no more hobbies. He had to drop all of them in order to be with Noctis as often as he could. They had to get to know each other and form some kind of bond after all.

To please the prince, Ignis' parents decided it was time for him to learn how to cook. At first he enjoyed it, but it soon became more of a tiresome activity. He practiced at home with his nanny, trying his best to get it right. But he ended up failing every now and then - which's totally normal. But that not only frustrated the little boy, it also upset his parents.

They weren't happy about any kind of mistakes he made. The second they heard about his failure, he was punished. Each and every time they feared that he would lose his place as the prince's advisor, would be replaced by someone else. If that were to happen, his family would lose all the extra privileges they had been given. From money to a new house, they were showered with gratitude. Ignis' income certainly was huge - even though all he did was spend time with Noctis and couldn't even function as an advisor yet. But since he was so young, the money flew right onto his parent's bank account. As result, they gave up their job. Now that they were relying on Ignis', they had to make sure he'd perform well. So most times, they considered punishing him whenever he had a slip-up.

Those punishments ranged from simple shouting to being forced to cook until it was perfect and even receiving physical tasks such as doing 100 sit-ups. When he returned with bad grades, it was especially bad. After he was announced the advisor of Noctis, his parents could afford to get him homeschooled by teachers. And after the first paycheck arrived, the best ones were booked for him. So when he showed up with a bad test, they considered him as ungrateful. They took his electronic gadgets and locked him in his room, forcing him to learn and repeat those exact subjects until the evening - they'd test him to ensure he actually did as they demanded.

Sure, he loved learning new stuff.. But over the years, it started wearing off. Ignis no longer enjoyed it nearly as much now that it was something he had to do. It didn't help that, on top of learning what his parents wanted him to and what school forced him to, he still had to memorize everything the king demanded him to. From the history of Insomnia to relationships between the continents. And even after all that, he was told he had to get in shape, so he at least went for a run regularly.

Needlessly to say, Ignis didn't exactly like his role. He was merely a child. Although he took it seriously, was somewhat proud of himself that he made it this far at such a young age, he also cursed it. The only time he felt like he could be an actual child was when he was with Noctis. Alone. They could fumble around with his new toys - toys Ignis would never be able to own as his parents would throw them away the second he'd bring them home - and sometimes played hide and seek. Although Ignis was two years older than him, it didn't take long before they became great friends.

Of course, Regis noticed that his son seemed happier. He spoke about what he did with Ignis at dinner, told him how clever Ignis was and that he learned so much about the universe - he raved on about his best friend for ages. And that sure meant a lot to the king. Sleepovers between the boys soon became a weekly thing. And Ignis' parents certainly didn't like that. To them, it meant their son was neglecting his duty to learn and constantly improve himself.

After his return from the sleepover, his father went a little hard on him. So hard he returned to the citadel with bruises on his arms. Even the slightest bump into one made him want to cry - but his father taught him crying wasn’t right so he held back. While Noctis bought all kinds of excuses, was too naïve to think his friend's parents could've hurt him, Regis was quick to catch on to his lies. He didn't buy them. Ignis sure was smart but not yet smart enough to fool the king. Regis called him into the throne room as soon as he could and had a serious talk with him. One in which he tried to crack that boy's shell. Knowing it was the king and that lying could result in more punishment, Ignis reluctantly shared his experience and how his parents had been treating him. Within another week, both Ignis parents had been locked away by the king's demand. He felt responsible for how his son's best friend was going through a hard time. To him, both were just children and Ignis was indeed paid so Noctis would have company. At this part of their life, both were supposed to focus on forming a great bond. A bond that would last a lifetime.

So after the encounter with king Regis, Ignis ended up living with his nanny. The house still belonged to him and his income was sent to a separate bank account that the king himself opened for him. He couldn't risk Ignis' parents stealing their son's money.

As sad as it sounds, Ignis' health increased greatly. The pressure on his shoulders decreased slowly but steadily. His grades lifted back up, too! And on top of that, he could finally find some time for his hobbies and other free time activities that had been withheld from him. Placing his hands on his piano after so many years surely meant the world to him. Only Noctis - and perhaps Regis and his nanny - knew how much he actually loved music. It calmed him down, helped him destress.

As months went by, he gradually grew fonder of the idea of being Noctis' advisor. Especially because he enjoyed spending time with him so much. Sure, just like any other friendship would, they argued sometimes but nonetheless, their friendship was great. How messy Noctis tended to be was mainly what upset Ignis. He often ended up cleaning up after him, simply because he couldn't stand when they left his room a terrible mess after playing some Lego.

Over the years, their Lego turned into video games or watching some movies. Fortunately, Ignis managed to finish school early with a splendid degree. For that accomplishment, Regis held a party for him. Even though he never admitted it, Ignis was like a second son for him. He had witnessed him growing up into a man right before his eyes - just like he watched Noctis. To Ignis, Regis was some kind of adoptive father. They sometimes had meetings in which he had to inform Regis on Noctis' improvement, accomplishments and general life. Those significantly increased once Noctis moved into his own apartment. Each time they met up, the king didn't miss a chance to ask about how Ignis was doing. Now that his parents were almost nonexistent in his life, the king really just wanted to ensure he was okay. And he was.

Although is parents showed remorse, he never forgave them. He rarely visited them, too. They had to begin from zero after they were released from jail, often begged for money. Since Ignis couldn't use most of the money he had, he gave them a minimum amount of his monthly income. It wasn't enough to cover all expenses but it was a start. Nonetheless, they were being ungrateful, called him out for how he could be so cruel to let his own parents live in poverty when he could afford a high-class life. But he didn't care. Not anymore. Without his parents, he had been doing so much better. He grew into an independent, self-confident strategist and a very goal driven perfectionist. After severe analyzing, he decided they didn't deserve his attention anymore. How they treated him was unacceptable and he refused to let them take over him again. Sure, they influenced the person he was now but in his eyes, he reached all of this on his own. It was his hard work that was paying off, not theirs.

Aside from all the mental strengths he developed, he also started working out regularly. Gladiolus often ended up tugging him along. Those two, although they were polar opposites, soon ended up becoming friends. While Gladio was focused on training Noctis and himself, he didn't mind taking Ignis out along the way. When Ignis was off duty and Noctis was - for once - taking care of himself, he often ended up hanging out with the future king's shield. It truly was too bad that Noctis usually interrupted by calling and asking for help with his homework. He truly was a mess.

Before actually jumping in to help, Ignis always started with simple questions: did you try this and that, and did you google it? If all his questions were answered correctly and Noctis apparently put in some effort but failed, he hopped in. Sometimes he even had to tutor him in math and other classes. Those tutoring lessons increased tremendously when Noctis' finals were around the corner. And when Prompto suddenly became part of his world, he had to help the blonde, too. Before he knew it, Gladio started asking for help on the simplest tasks, too. But it was fine - he loved helping them .. although helping them was very time-consuming.

It wasn't always easy for the once so lively Ignis but over time, he found the path leading back to himself. He took the negativity he experienced in his life, to help others. He was full of empathy and always had an open ear for his friends. Especially for Noctis because he could relate to how he felt neglected by his father.

Nonetheless, he had something in common with all of the chocobros and ended up finding great friends in all of them. It didn't matter to him that he sometimes had to function as a guide to all of them, some kind of mother. If anything, it actually made him feel needed and happy that all of them trusted him so much. They really turned out to be a great foursome.

When he finally joined the crownsguard, he was determined to protect and support Noctis until the very end. There were no "but ifs" or "what ifs", he was willing to give his life if that meant his friend would be safe. Without Noctis, the one who indirectly changed his life for the better, his life didn't make sense to him. The royal family functioned as his second family, the one he considered his home. Noctis was like a younger brother to him, losing him would break his heart. It's truly unfortunate that he didn't know about the prophecy.

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#final fantasy #final fantasy xv #final fantasy 15 #ffxv #ff15 #ignis scientia #ignis #iggift #countdown to christmas #tw: abuse #tw: child abuse #tw: bullying #tw: child neglect

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brosura · 7 years ago

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hey there demons, it’s ya girl mimi (no last name)

QUICK FACTS:

like, twenty? she’s not keeping track.

originally from lestallum but her origin story was different before comrades

irresponsible knife gal

more info below the cut!

BACKSTORY:

originally conceptualized her as a side quest character in the vein of dino except that instead of asking them to put themselves in danger for rocks she asks them to put themselves in danger for food

in her original concept, she’s nineteen and from lestallum but is also a persona non grata there bc she kept dining and dashing from all the food establishments & lives in one of my friend’s (@ cara dis u) ocs little hunter settlement intermittently

to be fair tho she was orphaned by the war w niflheim and raised by an old lady in lestallum who spoiled her and tried to teach her to become a crown citizen (bc she believed she’d have a better life there) and the old lady died when she was like thirteen so she basically doesn’t know how to take care of herself

started hunting bc she has 0 sense of responsibility but likes being active! and she got pretty good at it! likes the independence!

very irresponsible tho - hitchhikes everywhere, forgets to eat, forgets to make sure she has money, forgets to take on hunts, takes on hunts ALONE bc she doesn’t want to split the money, etc.

the boyos met her on one of those sidequests where you give some stranded hunter medicine except it’s not medicine, they literally have to feed her since she’s irresponsible and a FOOL and forgot that she had no money for food and went out on a hunt to get money for food but passed out as soon as she’d completed it because she hadn’t eaten it in like??? she doesn’t know

immediately attached to the group because like, her dream since becoming a hunter was to have enough money to travel to meldacio and afford the hunter’s ragout and when ignis just casually makes something similar for her she’s like ??? y’all eat like this every day??? and they haven’t been able to get rid of her since

she’ll just show up, greet only ignis, and ask what he’s making for dinner and wait expectantly to be invited, and her side quest is to obtain ingredients nearby usually with a fight involved

joins the party as a guest party member tho so at least she helps

ignis stan, he’s the only one whose name she remembers

calls the rest of them a variation of ‘city boy'

in this version she has only brown hair and keeps it cut short and usually wears a secondhand hammerhead hat (BIG CRUSH ON CINDY)

in comrades!!

still from lestallum, but actually made it to insomnia at around age sixteen after the old lady died

had a hard time in school both bc she was hella behind after years of just struggling to stay alive (and still honestly struggling to stay alive, tbh) and bc this group of girls bullied her for being an outsider and kind of ??? gave up on it.

chance encounter with some kingsglaive in her neighborhood (while she was cutting class lol) gave her Ideas, and she joined up at around age 17 (lied about her age and said she was older, and honestly she doesn’t know how old she is)

kind of distant from the rest of the kingsglaive, bc she’s younger, joined later and is mainly in it for the paycheck and access to a place to sleep and eat, so she doesn’t really catch on to the coup that’s happening

basically shows up to the movie kingsglaive 15 minutes late with coffee and accepts the first orders she’s given which were, naturally, from draut0s

catches on hella late when someone tellin her to take on cor and she’s like wait?? no? why?? i don’t want to die? and she joins the glaive/crownsguard that are trying to evacuate the city instead

the rest is, as they say, history

honestly really unhappy to be back in lestallum bc i imagine she was still a dine and dasher in her youth and is like :/ :/ don’t recognize me pls :/

SKILLSET:

K N I V E S

she’s from lestallum when i created her so she’s a sSTRo NG and has HIGH HP which actually fits her tenacity and will to live?

bad at magic but good at warping!

warps, even when it’s unnecessary, purely bc she thinks it looks cool

WHAT SHE LIKE THO?!?:

first of all she’s bi so jot that down

her two persistent crushes are ignis and cindy (she met cindy once while hitchhiking and she’s been in love ever since)

very externally motivated with a #treat yoself mentality and in her original concept it was food that she was motivated by just bc that was a ‘luxury’ but in insomnia there’s like clothes, too?? hair?? anyway she’d definitely dye her hair as soon as she found out that was a thing bc now the luxury is Lookin Fly

she’s still into the food thing tho tbh

CRITICAL disagreement with gladio on the value of cup noodles, she’s had to eat them for so long & doesn’t care for the taste

flexible/adaptable to the point that she’s almost flaky? like. in her original concept as soon as she was kicked out of the city she was like ‘i’m a hunter now i guess’ and she was flip flopping sides during the events of kingsglaive bc she was confused and just?? ran with it.

resilient, tho!! and aggressively optimistic! doesn’t let hopeless situations get her down!

very confident that noct will come back during the WoR even tho she’s technically never met him!! and when people are like ‘that’s a lie he’s just being a coward’ she’s like ‘well if he’s a coward then we’re all gonna die so like? i’m just gonna believe he’s charging his King Powers because that’s the scenario where we get to be alive’

a fool also, tho, really really dumb

in the original concept she just doesn’t get that noctis is the prince even tho he accidentally introduced himself as noctis and she’s got the evidence and that makes her SUPER insensitive sometimes

like, ‘noctis, huh? your parents must’ve really liked the prince to give u the same name. well, he’s dead now so it looks like ur one of a kind!’

in comrades this translates to her like, never having actually SEEN noctis before moving to insomnia so one time she gets assigned to his guard at an event and he walks in wearing regular clothes and she’s like WHO’S THIS KID and the person with her is like MIMI SHUT UP THATS THE PRINCE

very knowledgeable about certain things tho!

fixes and sews her own clothes!! good at repurposing objects from other hunters/glaives for her own use! very practical gal!

short sword fangirl! like the thing that makes her recognize that noctis is the prince in the original concept is the fact that he summons the engine blade and she’s like??? wait excuse me??? that’s the engine blade??? that’s the blade that royalty uses??? your name is noctis??? are you the noctis??? the royal noctis??? that uses the engine blade???? engine blade??

honestly the responsibility of running Lestallum’s power grid should never have been given to her bc like me, she would absolutely divert critical power to the clothes store first bc she wants to look Cool

#kats original clams #HERE SHE IS #mimi #FUCKIN mimi #my follower mimi i'm sorry this is gonna b weird for u #long post #text heavy #IF UR ON MOBIle I'M SO FUCKING SORRY

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limitlessmonster · 7 years ago

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okay so i just started reading king of catfishing by @trashmccree and i’m literally so fucking giddy already and i’m only like 3 paragraphs in wtf

three hours later: okay i literally got so into the story that i totally forgot i had this post open so i’m just gonna fast forward. okay? okay. right. MOVING ON

i haven’t legit felt this way about a fanfic in forfuckingever so i’m just going to word vomit and get full on ridic and yelly and just overall jgghdjflwowofkkk under the read more bc i’m embarrassing myself but i need I NEED to get. it. out. omg i’m already on reread number threee and it’s barely past noon PLEASE GO READ THIS FIC AND ASCEND WITH ME

His first match on this website and it’s with the prince? Well, fake prince. Right. He’s about to get robbed by a fake prince online for all he’s worth like one of those chain email scams.

Your Prompto is a literal angel someone get him some wings and maybe a chocobo hat with a halo on it.

“I’m just trying not to freak out right now,” Prompto’s thumbs hovered over the screen. “Do I even reply? What do I even say? Why did you do this to me?”

“Hush and just talk to him like a regular person. You do know how to talk to other human beings right?”

Prompto furrowed his eyebrows, “Yes and I am super good at it.”

I can totally hear their voice when they speak and omg Prom you totally are, totally super good at it hahaha I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ALREADY

“Did that sound okay? That didn’t sound okay. He hates me. This is actually the prince and he hates me. He’s gonna block me. He’s gonna send the cyber police on me. Or the real police. Or the royal guards. They’re gonna bust down my door and send me to the dungeon. The palace has got to have a dungeon right?”

THIS PRECIOUS BEAN OMG I WANT TO JUST PUT HIM IN MY POCKET

“That doesn’t even sound like me. And a winky face? A. Winky. Face.”

I wasn't imagining him exaggerating a winky face while he was being adamant that the winky face was not in his personality skill set nope totally wasn’t hahahaha

Okay, don’t freak out. Not like that was a casual invite to see each other in person? Definitely not. ** Prompto found himself seated in the restaurant Noctis told him about, in a booth obviously because what heathen would pick a table over a booth? He was gnawing on his bottom lip and wouldn’t stop fiddling with his napkin. He kept rearranging the cutlery around on the table. His foot wouldn’t stop tapping and oh gods is that sweat he feels?

Digressing train-of-thought-stream-of-consciousness povs if done well give me life, water my crops, feed my children, clear my acne, and simultaneously create world peace

Noctis: I have no idea what you’re talking about :)

Prompto: omg you’re the wooorst i’m gonna delete your number right now

Noctis: After all we’ve been through?

Prompto: sorry it had to end like this

Prompto: and i’m taking the dog with me

Noctis: You’ll never get custody of him, I won’t allow it >:(

Prompto: i’ll see you in court!!!! im his favorite parent anyways

Noctis: He doesn’t even know you exist lol.

Prompto: how could you say that about my baby? T.T ** Noctis: Your freckles look extra nice today.

Prompto: thank you i took extra care this morning in putting them on

THE FLIRTING OMG THE FLIRTING THE AWKWARD FACE-IN-YOUR-HAND-SQUEALING FLIRTING I HATE THEM WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME

Maybe one day he’ll run into the real Prince Noctis on the street and can tell him all about how he met someone online that was pretending to be him. They could laugh about it together. Or the real Noctis will think that’s really weird and get a restraining order on him.

seriously the stream of consciousness thing. I just choked on my spit and laughed out loud in the middle of a conference call. which I probably shouldn't be doing. but MOVING ON

He leaned down to smack his forehead against the table lightly a few times. Get it together. Quit being an idiot.

“Wow, the date hasn’t even started yet and you’re already trying to give yourself a concussion?”

Prompto quickly whipped his head up. He recognized that voice. His gaze met that of his date and his eyes widened instantly.

Fuck it’s the prince. The actual prince. It’s actually the prince. Of Lucis. That one.

I LITERALLY JUST SQUEALED INTO MY FUCKING HAND AND BOWED MY HEAD DOWN INTO MY LAP BECAUSE OHMYGOD. ALSO I JUST RAN OUT OF CHARACTERS ON AO3 I NOW HAVE NO ROOM LEFT OKAY BYE I LOVE THIS FIC SOMEONE SEND HELP AND MAYBE A MEDIC

#trashmccree #promptis #;ficrecs #ffxv #i have ascended #i'm still smiling like an idiot over this fic #i can't believe i ran out of characters on ao3 smh at myself all the live long day

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④ DAY 4 (10/22): Alternate Universe ★ Fears/Insecurities

For some reason, daemon activity has been on the rise in Insomnia, despite the walls standing as strong as ever. The city’s falling into panic, and on top of all of that, there are completely new daemons that are fighting for dominance in the city. The only thing Lucian scientists can conclude is that they’re spawning from a similar area, given that all eye witness reports claimed to see a green hourglass symbol somewhere on their bodies.

Meanwhile, Prompto has a new accessory: a large, clunky watch that doesn’t tell time.

((Look y’all I have no idea where this AU came from but it’s my brain child and I love it and I might continue it after Prompto Week bc I am a self-indulgent piece of trash))

Ignis sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he looked at the scene in front of him. “What number is this?”

“Nine. We’re nearly at double digits.” Gladio nudged him, holding out a can of Ebony. “I probably shouldn’t be feeding your addiction, but I think after this many early morning wake-up calls I might have to get a can for myself.”

Ignis took the drink and quickly opened it, taking a long gulp. He surveyed the ripped streets, the jagged crystals jutting out of the ground, the overturned cars and, of course, the daemon’s blood, only just beginning to evaporate in the early dawn light. “I doubt the cleanup will be anything but pleasant.”

“Sure won’t be like that green goop stuff from a couple weeks ago.” Gladio made a disgusted noise in the back of his throat and slapped Ignis on the back. “C’mon. Cor’ll kill us if he sees us slacking.”

Ignis quickly downed the rest of his Ebony, surveyed where workers hadn’t started, and picked up a hammer and chisel.

It was time to get to work.

~*^*~

His homework (somewhat) completed, Prompto grabbed an energy drink from his fridge and took a few sips as he looked out the window. He put it down on the small table next to him, besides his camera, and examined the watch on his wrist.

Today would mark the beginning of week three since he found the stupid thing. It had been left in an alley, faintly glowing green, and he’d seen it on the walk back from his job. He’d gone to pick it up, like an idiot, and it had leapt from the ground, like an excited puppy, to clamp onto his wrist. No matter what he did, it wouldn’t come off, and he wasn’t about to cut off his arm to do so. More importantly, the stupid thing couldn’t even tell him the time!

And then he discovered what the watch could actually do.

He opened the window, peering at the street below. So far, no one was outside—which was expected with the mandated curfew given the rise in daemon activity and the mysterious creature killing them. Pulling back, he tapped the watch’s face, the green and black disc popping up into a cylinder. The green hourglass symbol shifted into a diamond, and a silhouette appeared in the center.

Prompto scoffed. “I am not becoming Antman again.” He twisted the face dial, the silhouette changing into different forms, one after another, each one being changed as Prompto considered them, only to move on. Finally, he nodded, and very lightly placed his hand on top of the dial. “Please don’t mess up, please don’t mess up, please don’t mess up…”

He pressed the dial down, and his apartment was filled with green light.

When it faded, Prompto was gone. In his place was a bipedal creature with sleek blue, black, and white scales. His body was lean, with a long, reptilian tail coming from his back. His feet ended with jet black spheres, and his fingers had fused into three claws. His head was angular, an x-shaped visor covering its eyes and mouth. With a hiss, the visor slid back, exposing narrowed sky-blue eyes. Prompto looked down at his body, examining the hourglass symbol badge on its chest.

“Alright, looks like I got the right one.” Prompto’s voice had become somewhat raspy and higher pitched, noticeably different from his normal tone. He carefully went back to the window, claws clicking against the windowsill. “Now the hard part.”

The creature backed away a few feet, sizing up the available gap, before darting forward faster than any human could. At the last possible second, it leaped, diving through the gap and tucking and rolling before hitting the ground. Not wasting a second, the creature took off down the street, the air around it rippling and buffeting the buildings.

Prompto grinned beneath his visor, darting down the streets and weaving around, performing a few tricks as he went. Velos was always a fun form to take, mainly due to the fact that the high speed and traction allowed him to run laps around Insomnia, if he wanted.

However, tonight, he wanted to be Velos because of the increased security. Last night’s patrol had left a sizable amount of damage to the streets, as Terra was bound to do. Turns out he could create more, similarly colored and shaped rocks so long as he had contact with the earth!

He winced as he darted past the torn up road and stabbed buildings that he’d hit dealing with a bunch of Arachnes. He did feel guilty about it, but he couldn’t really do much about it now, not without creating more, unintentional damage as a result.

Moving on, he dashed into the northern neighborhoods, keeping as close an eye as he could on the smaller gaps between the apartment complexes. Satisfied with the lack of any daemonic activities, he moved southwest, making a very complex, maze-like path around the city.

Tonight he’d simply do a short patrol. The watch would change him back sooner rather than later, but he should have enough time to do a quick sweep through. The Kingsglaive were probably actively patrolling, because of him or the daemons or both he didn’t know, but it would certainly make the rest of Insomnia feel better.

Western neighborhoods secure, Prompto moved to the southern end of the city, then to the east once he was satisfied at the lack of any daemons. Deciding to vary his path a slight amount, Prompto found a lowered fire escape ladder and took the stairs at a much slower, much more annoying pace. Velos was the fastest thing alive so long as he wasn’t going up a ladder and trying to keep quiet enough to not wake up anyone staying in the apartments.

Reaching the roof, Prompto sighed and looked over the barely-tall-enough skyline. So far, the night had been pretty easy going and, frankly, he was surprised! Typically he’d run into at least one nasty daemon encounter or another before retiring for the night. Maybe they’d finally screwed off and given him a break.

A distant scream came from far down the street, almost far away enough that Prompto barely heard it.

He sighed. Never could get an easy night, huh?

Racing across the rooftops, Prompto headed towards the scream, paying attention to the roads below. He slowed considerably when he couldn’t hear or see any daemon activity, and stopped completely on top of Nouveau Records, a store he frequented for movies and music. As far as he could see, there weren’t any daemons, so what—

“Keep his mouth covered! Do you want to have the Crownsguard finding out about this?” Prompto paused, then walked to the edge of the roof and looked down. Beneath him were four people dressed in all black wearing ski masks, keeping their identities a secret. One was standing guard at the entrance of the alley. A second was hanging back further in the alley, a gun in hand. The third and fourth were working in tandem, with one pinning their victim against the brick wall and the other looking through his bag.

Now this was a bit more uncommon. With the curfew in effect, as well as the known increase of daemon activity and patrolling guards, there hadn’t been a lot of robberies or just… crime in general. Insomnia had become safer with Prompto running as a monster, in a weird, paradoxical way.

Still, he wasn’t opposed to stopping a robbery. With a smirk, Prompto ran down the side of the building, rapidly circling the one hanging back and creating a small tornado before darting towards the one holding the victim to the wall. He slammed into him, throwing him into the guard and knocking both of them to the sidewalk.

The fourth robber yelled, and Prompto just had enough time to turn and see the glint of silver before his clawed hand stabbed into the robber’s arm. He let out a scream, holding the wound and dropping the switchblade he’d intended to use. Hearing the screams of the first man he attacked getting louder, he picked up Mister Switchblade and threw him into his buddy before he could hit the ground, both of them flying back into the alley.

“What the fuck is that thing!” Shouted one of the robbers currently outside the alley. Not wanting them to escape scot-free, Prompto grabbed both of them and threw them back into the alley into their friends. As a last hurrah, he grabbed the cell phones from their pockets, keeping the only flip phone (thank the Gods for that) before grabbing a dumpster and blocking them in, cutting the wheels from the bottom with the spheres at the end of his feet.

Satisfied with his vigilantism, Prompto opened the flip phone and dialed the emergency hotline, tapping his foot in impatience when he wasn’t immediately answered. “Hello this is Insomnian Emergency Hotline, how many I help you?”

“Hi, yes, I’d like to report a robbery at…” He dashed to the street, narrowing his eyes at the street sign. “The corner of seventy-sixth street and Lexington. They’re in the alley between Nouveau Records and Lectio’s Books, behind a dumpster.”

“A… dumpster, sir?”

“Yep, at the back of the alley. Thank you!” Flipping the phone closed, he tossed it into the street, uncaring if it broke or was run over. Darting back into the alley, Prompto picked up the bag and any discarded money or somewhat-clean items and put it in the bag, turning to the guy still pressed against the wall. “Here you… go…”

Noctis’ wide, terrified eyes stared back at him, the grip on his short sword trembling as the awkward silence settled between them.

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