#blind ignis scientia

[midnightfantasiesanddaydreams]

Celebrate (Ignis X Reader)

"Mmm... Lace too? You spoil me, Love." Ignis chuckled as his fingertips gilded upwards, tracing the crescent loops of soft thread as they stretched over warm skin. His lover shivered, tucking her heels into the gentle curve at the base of his spine, and the imprint of a smile burned itself into his throat. Although it was his best intention to make it home early for their anniversary, fate had other plans. Starting with his braille display suddenly deciding not to work with his computer today, a goose flying through the window of the meeting hall in the Citadel and scaring every council member of New Insomnia into screaming, and his driver's car getting a flat on his way home. It had been a trying day all in all, but to find his lover waiting at the door made it all that much better.

"I-ah! I-I wanted it to be special." The tips of her fingers slid along the width of his shoulders, pausing only to trace the raised edges of old scars that peppered his skin like stars. Even now, after so many years of worship, it never failed to amaze him how her love savored every detail of his body, his mind, his soul. Whether it be a word, a stuttered breath, the cologne lingering on his shirt, or the darkest nightmares that haunted his mind. She absorbed it all and reflected back a love warm enough to rival the returned sun of its glory. "I know you're supposed to save lace for your 13th anniversary, but-" Whatever else she had wanted to say drowned itself in an open mouthed moan as her back arched, pressing the warm weight of her bare breasts against his chest. 

"I'm quite thrilled you didn't." The lightest nip to the soft junction of her jaw and ear made her throat bulge under his lips, her hips arching higher, pressing the warmth of her damp heat directly against his hardened crotch. The ache coiling in his guts tightened, threatening to give way into the silk of his boxers, but no. He couldn't let go that quickly. Keeping a firm handful of her deliciously round ass in his hands, Ignis pushed his shoulders off the wall, forcing half of his senses to emerge and focus on the floor creaking under his measured steps. Five steps to the bedroom, only five steps and he could lay down his lover and worship her as she deserved. But those five steps may as well be five miles. Her grip tightened as he moved, the blunt edge of her nails pressing small crescents into his shoulder, while the other curled deep into his hair. Tiny pinpricks of fire raced through his scalp, encouraging him to move faster, a similar signal to when he was buried deep inside her and she needed more of him. "Patience, love. We're almost there." 

"Ignis." She sighed into his throat, the ends of her hair brushing against the sensitive underside of his jaw, and a warm tongue swirls in the notch of his collarbone. He knows she feels it the moment his body rebels. His stride faltering, the increasing thunder of his pulse in his ears, echoed by the pitter-pat of her own heart against his chest. By some Astral's blessing, his knees brush against the soft mattress sides, the sensation so unexpected that his grip falters and his lover slides free. Landing in a surge of giggles and squeaking springs, gentle fingers slid from the safety of his neck to his chest, and tugged lightly on the lapels of his shirt. His spine obeying the silent command to bend down as plush lips find his ear once more. "Come celebrate with me." 

[bayysart]

He just realized the game is 100%-ed and there’s no more new recipehs. A very unfortunate event for the Ignis Scientia #1Mom nation :( there’s more versions of this drawing underneath. Laterzzzzzz

Gotta flex seal myself back together.

[rose-madder-gaze]

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

[hiddeneosbymrsflowerpot]

Fans of Final Fantasy XV will be all too familiar with Ignis's facial scars after he puts on the Ring of Lucis and sacrifices his sight to save Noctis. As well as the scars on his left eye and right eybrow he also has scars on the bridge of his nose and his lower lip. I was going through some old screenshots of Episode Ignis when I noticed that immediately after his fight with Ardyn he doesn't have any marks on his nose or lower lip. He does, however, gain those scars in Verse 2 when he follows Ardyn, but that ending is not canon and he wouldn't end up with those scars later in the main game. I'm sure I'm not the first to spot this discrepancy and as Ignis is my favourite character I'm surprised I didn't notice it sooner.

All images copyright Square Enix Co Ltd.

[kiloude-city]

I think blind Ignis could beat the shit out of Daredevil easily.

[merrinla]

I need more of him speaking latin please

Translated spells from devnotes

Flagra – Blaze

Arde – Burn

Maior, fortior – Greater, stronger

Fulgur – Lightning

Glacies – Ice

Acidum – Acid

Dolor – Pain

Malleus – Hammer

Confusio – Confusion

Morere – Die

Veni et iuva me – Come and aid me

Configo – I pierce

Ignis – Fire

Peri – Perish

Macte virtute – Be blessed (for your courage)

Ira et dolor – Wrath and pain

Te curo – I cure you

Treme – Shiver

Quod dico face – Do as I say

Invoco te – I summon you

Tonitrus – Thunder

Deure – Wither

Macesce – Wither

Cudo – I beat

Mortalis – Deadly

Ferio – I strike

Frange – Shatter

Inficio – I poison

Stupefacio – I strike (you) dumb

Impero tibi – I command you

Incende – Set fire

Diminuo te – I shatter you

Tormentum – Torture

Gela – Freeze

Perure – Be consumed

Ira – Wrath

Caedo – I cut

Ex Textura – From the Weave

Detono – I thunder

Mortem tuum sum – I am your death

Venenum – Poison

Tu es nihil – You are nothing

Dissolve – Melt

Dialino – I shred

Torre – Roast

Vis medicatrix – Healing Power

Seco – I carve

 Circulus mortis – Circle of death

Resisto mortem – I resist death

Vita excolatur – Let life be enriched

Voco spicae – I summon spikes

Magis amica veritas – Truth is a better friend

Te video – I see you

Tempestas – Wind

Risum teneatis? – Can you help laughing?

Resisto ignem – I resist fire

Non fit injura – No harm is done

Sphaera mortis – Sphere of death

Corpora sana – Healthy bodies

Diminue – Be diminished

Crescit eundo – It grows as it goes

Intactilis sum – I am untouchable

Ververo – I lash

Obedi me – Obey me

Pulso – Open up

Ad lapidem – To stone

Non compos mentis – (You are) not in control of your faculties

Esurio – Be afraid

Resisto frigus – I resist cold

Omnia mutantur – Everything changes

Signum arcanum – Magic symbol

Ad maiorem dei gloriam – For the greater glory of god

Tenebra – Darkness

Mundus vult decipi – The world wants to be deceived

Nulla salus – There is no salvation

Punge – Sting

Ludus non factum est – The game is not over

Hostium munera – Gifts of enemies

Plue – Let it rain

Esto perpetua – May it be perpetual

Bene curatur – It can be healed well

Non movere – Don’t move

Voco murus – I summon a wall

Morio – You absolute fool

Voco flagella – I summon tentacles

Venustior – More charming

Pallida mors – Pale death

Aresce – Dry up

Resarcio – I repair

Evanesco – I disappear

Vincere est vivere – To conquer is to live

Fiat voluntas dei – May god’s will be done

Et alibi – And elsewhere

Invisibilis – Invisible

Propera – Hurry up

Inaccessus – Inaccessible

Nocturnus – By night

Vos curo – Heal you

Demento te – I drive you insane

Agilius – With more agility

Caveat incantator – Let the caster beware

Inexpugnabilis – Impregnable

Virtus et scientia – Virtue and knowledge

Voco vineae – I summon vines

Tempora mutantur – The times have changed

Maledicte es – You are cursed

Vincit qui patitur – He conquers who endures

Voco potentia – I summon power

Risus abundat – Laughter is abundant

Pulchrior – More beautiful

Da mihi facta – Give me the facts

Ocior – Make haste

Resisto venenum – I resist poison

Horribilissimus – The most horrible

Loquere si tibi placet – Speak if you please

Stabilio – I stabilize

Voco araneae – I summon webs

Te occludo oculos – I close your eyes

Dum vita est, spes est – Where there’s life, there’s hope

Canto te – I enchant you

Caeco te – I blind you

Mors tua, vita mea – Your death, my life

Fiat lux – let there be light

Para bellum – Prepare for war

Volo non fugia – I fly but do not flee

Gigans – Giant

Vivat crescat floreat – May it live and grow

Efferve – Swarm over

Ubi es? – Where are you?

Surge – Arise

Incommodum – Disaster

Siccut cattus – Like a cat

Citius – Faster

Resisto acidum – I resist acid

Mors certa – Death is certain

Te adstringo linguam – I bind your tongue

Ex nihilo – Out of nothing

Sine metu – Without fear

Voco glacies – I summon ice

Minimus – The smallest

Intellego – I understand

Voco nubes – I summon clouds

Auribus teneo lupum – I hold the wolf be the ears

Corruptus – Infected

Ale me – Feed me

Flagello – I whip

Es praedae mei – You are my prey

Cave circulum – Beware of the circle

Amo sanguinem – I love blood

Amicus animalis – Friend of animals

Mors animae – Death of the soul

Cum mortuis in lingua mortua – With the dead in a dead language

Aqua pura – Clear water

In nocte consilium – The night brings advice

Umbrae – Shadows

Tibi do pennas – I give you wings

Te absolvo – I acquit you

Inveniam viam – I will find a way

Irretio in sphaera – I trap you in sphere

Ostende secretorum tuorum – Reveal your secrets

Oculus tempestatis – The eye of the storm

Resurg – You will rise again

Mutatis mutandis – With appropriate changes

Tuebor – I will protect

Aridissimus – Driest

Intelligenti pauca – Few words suffice for he who understands

Eiecto te – I throw you out

Cresceat scientia – Let knowledge grow

Silentium – Silence

Impero te – I command you

Time – Be afraid

Resisto – I resist

Video veritatem – I see the truth

Viam sapientiae – The way of wisdom

Stultissime – You most stupid

Ut ventus – Into the wind

Secreti umbrarum – The secrets of the shadows

Clausus – Locked

Lux in tenebra – Light in darkness

Ab uno disce omnes – From one, learn all

Ad vitam aeternam – To eternal life

Impero mortuos – I command the dead

Morbidus – Diseased

Sol Invictus – Unconquered Sun

Te exsecror – I curse you

Mors incerta, vita certissima – Death is uncertain, life the most certain

Gustas dulcis – You taste so sweet

Fronti nulla fides – Appearances deceive

Dissera – Open up

Expello te – I expel you

Extende – Enlarge

Voco arvina – I summon grease

Vae victis – Woe to the conquered

Scio, Didici, Pecto – I know, for I have studied, with my mind

Vita, Mortis, Careo – Life, and death, I am without

Manus, Potentis, Paro – A hand, powerful, I prepare

Veritas, Credo, Oculos – The truth, I believe, with my eyes

Facio, Voco, Ferre – This I do, I call, to bring you forth

Incertus, Pulcher, Imperio – Uncertain, beautiful things, I command

Cupio, Virtus, Licet – I want, excellence, allowed to me

Praeses, Alia, Fero – Protecting, another, I bring this forth

[doyouknowthisdisabledcharacter]

Do You Know This Disabled Character?

Ignis Scientia is blind.

[gay-disabled-characters-showdown]

LGBTQ+ Disabled Characters Showdown Round 1, Wave 1, Poll 2

A character being totally canon LGBTQ+ and disabled was not required to be in this competition. Please check qualifications and propaganda before asking why a character is included.

Check out the other polls in this wave here.

Ignis Scientia-Final Fantasy XV

Qualifications:

Blind, gay/demi-romantic, asexual

Propaganda:

Ignis only lost his eyesight (rather than his life) due to his strong will to protect Noctis. He is stated by the game makers to be in a deep relationship with his colleague and friend, Gladio. So it's halfway confirmed/heavy implied for those two boys. (And might be Ignis is asexual). And this man deserves so much. He is the mom friend and gives everything. And so much is taken from him.

Wylan Van Eck-Six of Crows

Qualifications:

Wylan has dyslexia (heavily implied, but not outright said bc setting) and is gay,

Dyslexic and gay!

They are in a adorable m/m relationship, and also have severe dyslexia to the point that (when eight) he could not read or write despite formal education

Wylan is gay and dyslexic!

Propaganda:

Wylan and Jesper have the absolute cutest relationship. Also, Wylan has dyslexia. I don't think it was outright said, but that was heavily implied. It just couldn't be set out loud for the sake of maintaining the fantasy setting. He's such a good character, and is primarily known for his skill with explosives, not his struggles with reading and writing. The other protagonists also never judge him for it, and the only character who does is the kind of person 90% of readers want to kill by the end of the series.

His boyfriend Jesper helped him fake being able to read so they could beat Wylan's shitty dad.

- He's incredibly sweet - But can also be ok with murder sometimes, like when killing unconscious people wasn't good - so just wake them up. - He was thrown out of the house and his father tried to kill him, because of said dyslexia, but managed to survive. Then rebelled against his father and with the help of friends took down his empire - He is very talented at the flute. And can draw very well, along with being a great chemist and demolition experts (hired for making flash bombs and other cool shit-) - Helps break into a world-class prison, then blushes the entire time because the person he's pared with keeps flirting with him - Asks his (eventual boyfriend) if he's into guys. Then immediately gets flustered when Jesper picks it up - Is very rich heir (due to shenanigans) and there's a one-off line about this sweet bean kind of being a sugar daddy- (just gives his boyfriend money to do stocks with, to stop him from gambling) - Supports his boyfriend throughout his gambling addiction and tries to help him overcome it

Wylan is dyslexic and because of this written off as stupid by his father. However, he is actually a genius, especially with chemicals, and he uses his genius and his new band of misfit friends to take his father down and read him for filth in front of a whole bunch of important people. He is good at making things explode. He also nabs himself a hot boyfriend in the process so good for him!

The qualifications and propaganda paragraphs correspond, @wisheduponastar is the third submitter.

[dale-gekarios]

Latin Spell chants for BG3

I did not make this list! It was made by ExoZilla in r/BaldursGate3 but I wanted to share it here! This list is from early access, so it only has up to level 2 spells, but honestly the chants stay similar for higher level spells. Some of these might have also changed since EA so take that with a grain of salt, anywhere here’s the original post:

Disclaimer: I do not speak Latin. Some of my spelling/translations/syntax are going to be wrong. Most of them are from Wikipedia, random websites, and context clues. Also, if anyone knows the chants I wasn't able to translate/translate correctly, feel free to correct me.

Cantrips:

Fire Bolt- Ignis (Fire)

Ray of Frost- Glacies (Ice)

Acid Splash- Acido (Acid)

Blade Ward/Guidance/Thaumaturgy- Maior et Fortior ("Greater and Stronger")

Chill Touch- Timere ("Be afraid!")

Dancing Lights/Light/Produce Flame- Fiat Lux/Sol Invictus (“Let there be light”/“Unconquered sun”)

Eldritch Blast- Dolor* (Mental/Physical Pain)

Mage Hand- Veni et iuva me ("Come and help me!")

Poison Spray- Venenum (Poison)

Resistance- Resisto ("I resist")

Sacred Flame- Incende ("Set fire!")

Shillelagh/Flame Blade- Para bellum/Canto te ("prepare for war"/"I enchant you”)

Shocking Grasp- Fulgor (Levin or flash)

Thorn Whip- Flagellum, Flagello/ ?? verum (to flagellate, whip/"?? sweep")

True Strike- N/A

Friends- N/A

1st level Spells:

Armor of Agathys/Barkskin/Bless/Enhance Ability/Jump/Mage Armor/Shield of Faith- Macte virtute ("Be blessed with virtue")

Arms of Hadar/Inflict Wounds- Morere ("Die!")

Animal Friendship- Obedi me/Obeus temeum lupum ("Obey me"/??)

Bane/Ray of Enfeeblement- Tu est nihil (“You are nothing”)

Burning Hands/Scorching Ray- Ardere (To burn)

Charm Person- Impero te/Tempora muntante ("I rule you”/“Temporary change”?)

Color Spray/Blindness- Te occludo oculos/Caecus te("I blind your eyes"/"I blind you")

Command/Ensnaring Strike/Sleep- Impero tibi (“I rule you”)

Create Water- Lues/Aqua pura (Plague, pestilence?/“Clean water”)

Cure Wounds/Healing Word- Te curo/Vis medicatrix* (“I cure you”/"healing power")

Destroy Water- Arescere/Arere decimos ("Become dry"/"Become ten times as dry"?)

Disguise self- Mutatis mutandis/Omnia mutatio (“With things changed that should be changed”/“Change it all”)

Dissonant Whispers- Dolor ("Mental/Physical Pain")

Entangle- Voco vinae/Vinum est et gloriat ("I call forth vines"/??)

Faerie Fire- Te video/Ubi est ("I see you”/“Where are you?”)

False Life/Aid- Vitae extollato/Dum vita est spes est ("Life raised"?/"While there is life, there is hope")

Feather Fall- Non fit injura/Se neme ("There will be no injury/harm"/??)

Find Familiar/Goodberry/Moonbeam- Ex textura (“Weave from the outside”?)

Fog Cloud- Voco nubes ("I call forth clouds")

Grease- Voco arvina ("I call forth grease")

Guiding Bolt- Facula/Flagra ("Little torch"/"Blaze/be inflamed")**

Hail of Thorns- Dia denum (??)

Hellish Rebuke/Flaming Sphere/Spike Growth- Ira et dolor ("Wrath and pain")

Hex- Maledicus/Te exsecror (Abusive, scurrilous/“I curse you”)

Hunter’s Mark- Est praedae mae/Mos certa (“You are my prey”/"Certain death"?)

Longstrider/Expeditious Retreat- Proprae/Ocior/Citium (??)

Magic Missile- Tormentum (a piece of artillery/missile)

Protection from Good and Evil- Tueor/vincit qui patitur (To watch over, protect/“he conquers who endures”)

Ray of Sickness- Inficio ("Infect")

Speak with Animals- Amicus animales/Loqui ut tibi placet (“friend of animals“/“To speak as you please”?)

Tasha’s Hideous Laughter- Rezum teniates??/Reza sabuntat?? (??)

Thunderwave/Shatter- Detono (Thunder/"Expend one's thunder")

Witch Bolt- Harures (??)

*Non-Tav/NPC exclusive line

2nd level spells:

Blur- Incomodo?/Nullus sui ("Inconvenient"?/"None of him/her/them")

Darkness- Tenebrum/Umbra (Darkness/Shadow)

Darkvision- Lux en tenebra/Secretum curaro (“Light in darkness”/??)

Detect Thoughts- Video veritatem/Virtus est scientia (“I see the truth”/“Virtue is knowledge”)

Hold Person- Non movere/Ad lapide (“You do not move”/“To stone!”)

Invisibility/Pass Without a Trace- Evanesco/Invisibilis (To vanish, disappear/ self-explanatory)

Lesser Restoration- Te absolvo/Vincere est vivere (“I absolve you”/“To conquer is to live”)

Melf’s Acid Arrow- Dissolvae (Self-explanatory)

Mirror Image- Fronte nulla vides/Mundus vult decipi ("No faith in the front"?/“The world wants to be deceived”)

Misty Step- Inveniam viam/Ad alibi (“I will find a way”/"To elsewhere")

Prayer of Healing- Fiat voluntas Dei/Ad maiorem Dei gloriam (“May God’s will be done”/“For the greater glory of God”)

Protection from Poison- Résistance venenum (“resist venom/poison”)

Silence- Silencio (Self-explanatory)

Web- Voco arenea ("I call forth a spider's web")

[zzprompto]

hi ! I hope this isn't too much 😭 I'm the same anon as before and I loved the ignis fic so much it made me cry a bit /extremely pos

I was thinking if you could do another one of the reader meeting ignis for the first time after he became blind, and how ignis would act? also the reader worrying about him and comforting him

thank you sm in advance I love your writings so much 😭

im so glad you enjoyed it! ofc i can write you some more :)

☆ together

ignis scientia x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

- slight episode ignis spoilers and mentions of fighting & injuries.

fighting, bloodshed and chaos. those words accurately described what had happened at altissia a few days ago. a day that many, such as [name], had never experienced before in their lives.

yet, everything seemed like it just happened in a flash. [name] barely remembered what happened, it was almost as if he was not present during the event. unfortunately, he was. he absent mindedly witnessed such tragedy.

it had been a few days since the group had been truly together. the group consisting of gladio, ignis, noctis, prompto and [name] had been all seperated after the fight, but they luckily all found eachother in the end. even if that meant that half of them were gravely injured.

noctis had gotten gravely injured, and so had ignis. nobody had spoken to noctis yet as he was still knocked out, and similarly so for ignis.

ignis had used the powers contained within the ring of lucii to try and defeat ardyn. however, he didn't know the consequences it would bring. he had scarred the left side of his face and he had gone blind. it was horrible, something nobody imaged would happen to a person like ignis. yet, ignis risked everything just to make sure his friends were safe.

[name] was anxiously sitting outside of the room where ignis was resting. the man hadn't seen how ignis looked like yet, he was just waiting outside whilst biting his nails out of nervousness.

[name] was scared, and saying he was scared was truly an understatement. he was terrified, really. he doesn't know what has happened to the man he cares about the most, the man he loves the most. it was unbearable just sitting there waiting on the floor. too unbearable.

a few footsteps caught the attention of [name]'s ears and a door opening. then, someone cleared their throat to alert [name] and it was none other than gladio.

"you can go see him now, he's awake." gladio said, his voice hoarse. it was different to how he usually sounded, [name] noted. this was definitely taking a toll on gladio, and everyone for that matter. everything that had happened those few days ago was affecting everyone.

[name] immediately stood up and nodded at gladio before rushing into the room. he couldn't wait a second longer to see ignis, or what had happened to ignis. [name] knew he had to brace himself for what he was about to see, because it could be rather unsettling. luckily for him, it wasn't.

[name] walked into the room and his eyes immediately scanned the room. every wall, every corner and every surface was looked at before [name]'s eyes finally met ignis' face.

"ignis.." [name] whispered out loud, taking a few, small steps forward towards the man he had just mentioned. [name] then finally got to the bed ignis was laying on and he crouched down besides it.

"hey." [name] continued to whisper. "are you alright? are you feeling any pain?" [name] asked, gently stroking one of ignis' palms. he was being as careful and as gentle as he could possibly be to not injure him any more than he already was.

ignis groaned a little before he sat up on the bed, rubbing his eyes and staring into practically nowhere. "i'm alright, just a little sore." ignis sighed, trying to make his injuries seem better than they actually were. in reality, they were worse. that fight with ardyn, using the ring, it hurt like hell. it didn't help that ignis could no longer see anything, not even [name], anymore.

"that's good." [name] hummed, his voice gentle, just like his touch. he tried to be as soothing as he could be, if that was even possible. he wanted to make sure ignis was okay, but it didn't seem like that was really the case.

ignis sighed again and he closed his eyes. it wasn't as if it made a difference anyway, his vision had gone and his whole world was shrouded in darkness - just like eos' fate.

"actually, i'm not alright." ignis admitted. his voice was unusually quiet, and shaky. [name] was starting to get worried - this wasn't the ignis he knew.

"i can't see, [name]." ignis confessed, his voice growing more and more shaky as he continued to speak. it was as if he was on the verge of tears, getting ready to cry at any given moment.

[name] looked at ignis a little confused. "of course you can't see.. your eyes are closed, ignis." [name] replied, trying not to laugh at his comment.

"no, [name]." ignis sighed again, a small frown on his face. he then opened his eyes and tilted his head towards [name]. "i can't see, [name]. i've gone blind." ignis admitted.

[name] was now in a state of panic and confusion. he didn't understand. how did such a thing happen? ignis could see without his glasses.. but now he had gone totally blind?

unbeknownst to [name], ignis had used the ring of lucii to try and fight ardyn. it led to him gaining a scar on his face, and his loss of vision. the power was too much for him that it deteriorated his eyesight and painted his skin with a memory he'll never forget.

"i.. got myself into a fight with ardyn trying to protect noct." ignis explained, trying his best to keep his composure and look strong infront of [name]. "i used the ring's power, [name]. it was too much and this is how i ended up." ignis shook his head. he didn't enjoy the situation he was in, but he would live with it no matter what.

"oh.." [name]'s voice dropped along with his face. he couldn't believe what he had just heard. he didn't even know that ignis had gotten into a fight with ardyn. why did he not know sooner? ignis was meant to be the man he loved, and cherished, and cared for but he didn't even know that the other had been seriously injured.

"ignis, i'm.. i'm sorry." [name] mumbled, letting go of ignis' hands. he then burried his face into his own hands, feeling as if he was about to cry. he couldn't believe such a thing had happened, and all he could do was apologise for something he hadn't done.

"[name], it's alright." ignis frowned as he felt the mood shift suddenly. he knows he shouldn't of dropped something so heavy, but [name] was bound to find out anyway. "i'll get used to it. it's fine." ignis sighed. in reality, it wasn't fine. nothing was fine about this situation, but ignis just wanted [name] to stop worrying.

[name] shook his head, biting his lip whilst he was at it too. none of this was fine, when ignis said it was fine he lied. how could [name] trust him now? everything was going to be so different, [name] couldn't help but worry. he had to worry for himself and ignis, there was nothing else he could do.

"it's not alright, ignis. i know you don't think this is alright, you yourself said earlier you were alright then you lied." [name] spoke, his voice cracking as it filled with various different emotions. he felt so distressed, yet angry, yet worried at the same time. he was so confused. why wasn't he there for ignis?

ignis felt the area around him before he grabbed [name]'s hand and held it close to him. "yes, i'm afraid you're right. i'm not alright, [name]. i'm far from it." ignis admitted, feeling vulnerable speaking about his emotions so openly.

"i'm scared, terrified even. i don't want to live the rest of my life in darkness. i won't be able to see you, or the others anymore. i won't be able to cook or drive the regalia." ignis started to break down, letting all of his emotions flow as he spoke to [name]. "i'm useless now, [name]. my lost vision had made me useless." ignis sighed.

[name] shook his head and he gripped onto ignis' hand tightly to try and somewhat reassure him. "no, no ignis. you're not useless." [name] said, frowning as he heard how negative ignis was about himself and his situation. "you're far from it, being blind doesn't make you useless! we'll get through this, ignis. i'll help you, ignis. i'll do everything i can to help you." [name] continued, practically on the verge of sobbing.

"[name], it would be pointless." ignis mumbled, still thinking of himself as useless because of this situation. he didn't believe that anything good could come out of this situation. "my vision won't magically come back if you help me, and nothing good will come from this!" ignis groaned.

then, [name] cut off ignis with a kiss. he couldn't take ignis speaking of himself so negatively. it hurt him too much to hear the love of his life speaking so negatively about himself. he couldn't stand it, and he wouldn't stand it one bit.

"ignis." [name] stated as he pulled away from the kiss, brushing a few stray hairs out of ignis' face. "you are far from useless, and me helping you won't be pointless." the male continued, doing his best to reassure ignis.

"we'll get through this together." [name] carried on speaking as he slid onto the bed to lay next to ignis. "no matter what, we'll always be together. i'll guide you until we're old, help you navigate the world when all you see is darkness." [name] hummed, speaking more and more sweet promises into ignis' ear.

[name] carefully traced the scar that was under ignis' eye. it was so beautiful that it looked natural on ignis. [name] loved it already.

"ignis, i love you. i'll love you no matter what. if you're blind, unable to get out of bed, or even unable to do anything. i'll always love you." [name] whispered into ignis' ear before placing a kiss on ignis' scar.

"it's me and you, together forever. you got that?" [name] smiled, placing a few more kisses along ignis' face. he wouldn't stop, even if ignis asked him to. he loved him too much to ever stop loving him.

ignis sighed, giving up all of his protesting now. he wouldn't even try to stop [name], because he knew [name] wouldn't stop if he asked.

"fine, yes. it's us together, always." ignis smiled himself, leaning into [name]'s touches and kisses. he didn't want this feeling to stop, ever. he wanted to truly stay with [name] forever and for as long as possible.

"now that you said that, i'm never letting you go." [name] chuckled to himself, leaning in and making himself comfortable against ignis' chest. "we're staying by eachothers side no matter what."

it was true, [name] never let go of ignis. the two faced the impossible and [name] did whatever it took to help ignis face the darkness he was surrounded it. the two stayed by eachother's sides, together, forever.

☆ author's note : i hope you liked it, anon :) i really enjoy writing for final fantasy characters so keep the requests coming! im sorry this took a bit longer, i'll try get more requests done near the holiday time.

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Mutare: Vampire!Ignis Scientia x Reader

A call had woken you in the night.

From dreamless, floating sleep you awoke to the ringing of your phone on the nightstand, the vibrating rattling the wood and buzzing in your head uncomfortably. You squinted in the darkness, eyes blinded slightly by the bright light of your illuminated phone next to you.

You grabbed it, annoyed at whoever it was on the other end for ruining your sleep. You relaxed, your shoulders dropping in contentment seeing it was Ignis who was calling.

He needed to stay late to greet diplomats and other high-ranking officials to prepare for some royal ball coming up. Something about some party for a different prince or something, you couldn’t really put together what Ignis was saying as he rushed out the door, stopping to give you a quick kiss goodbye like he always did.

You raised the phone to your ear, humming instead of saying hello.

But it wasn’t Ignis’ voice on the other end.

“(Y/n), you need to get here.” It was Gladiolus. In the background, you could hear Noctis and Prompto freaking out. “There’s been an accident.”

You nearly dropped your phone.

It felt like a spike had shot through you. Your chest ached, you suddenly felt cold despite being wrapped in the luxurious blankets your fiance had just bought. You were surely awake now.

“What happened? Where’s Ignis?”

Your voice wavered, if the royal shield noticed it, he didn’t mention it.

“It’s too much to give over the phone. You need to get here, he’s in a bad shape.”

The phone cut off in your ear, leaving you in the still silence of the apartment. For a moment you just sat there utterly stunned. You sat and stared into the empty void of darkness sitting in the apartment, and for a moment, you felt all alone.

You sprung out of bed, fear now controlling you like a puppet, you threw on shoes and a jacket and rushed out with keys in hand, still in your pajamas. The elevator ride down was suffocating, time seemed to drip like honey but it also felt like you were wasting it standing in the descending box.

The doors opened with the usual chime and you dashed out, nearly plowing over some people in front of you.

In the car, you struggled to breathe correctly. Each breath was shakier than the last, your eyes were prickly with tears. You sat in silence in the car, your foot slowly growing heavily on the gas pedal. You were sure you ran a stop sign or two, but at this point, you didn’t give two shits. The radio was off, you listened to the vehicle hum beneath you, afraid that any music or even breaking news over the radio would make you break down.

You saw distant flashing lights, red and white and blue lights racing towards the grand Citadel standing tall maybe just a mile away.

Your heart ached, your hands shook and clutched tighter to the steering wheel. You wondered what would break first under the pressure; Your knuckles now light or the steering wheel creaking.

You were forced to stop just a little ways away from the Citadel, police had blocked off the roads, ambulances were filed neatly in front. You saw medics running stretchers up and down the towering stairs.

You booked it, weaving through the crowds that had formed and ducked under the barricades. You managed to get to the base of the stairs when you were stopped by two officers.

“Get off of me! My fiance is in there!” you cried, attempting to somehow wiggle your way out of their grasps.

“Let them in!” you heard a voice boom. The three of you looked to the top of the stairs to see Cor hurrying down the stairs, Prompto was right behind him. “Let go, officers.”

“But Marshall-”

“But nothing! I said: Let go.”

The Marshall towered over the two officers, he had the coldest gaze that would put Shiva to shame. The two officers let go of your arms and Cor put a surprisingly comforting hand on your shoulder.

Prompto came to your other side, gentle hands stroking your shaking back.

“What happened?”

“I’ll explain, but we need to move.”

“Where’s Ignis?”

“He’s inside,” Prompto murmured.

The normally bright and cheerful man seemed to want to tuck into himself and disappear. He looked so nauseous and scared like he would vomit the moment you mentioned something gross to him.

As you three ascended, your eyes never left Cor’s face.

“It was an attack. A Nifilheim diplomat. I knew something was wrong with him the moment I laid eyes on him. I only wish I had stopped him before he entered the Citadel.”

“An assassin?”

Cor paused for a moment.

“Something else. We’re not sure of his motives. He’s in captivity under the Citadel, however.” You three reached the top of the stairs were officers, Crownsguard, and Kingsglaive all stood. Two Kingsglaive immediately pulled open the doors and stepped out of the way. “Gladiolus can explain to the rest. I need to finish here.”

As if he was called, the towering shield rounded the corner. Prompto ushered you forward, leaving Cor behind. The halls had diplomats all either scared out of their minds with makeup runny and expensive clothing ruined or dirtied, or being taken care of by medics and Citadel nurses. There was a bit of blood splattered across Gladio’s hands which were balled at his sides.

It was a little tough to keep up with Gladio’s long and powerful strides, but you somehow managed.

“Where’s Ignis?” you questioned as soon as you got into a quiet hallway. “What happened?”

“Niflheim sent a vampire,” another voice stated.

Looking down the hallway, you saw Noctis approaching. His expensive suit was torn at the arms, his hair you knew he took care of so meticulously was now a mess.

“You’re supposed to be with the King, safe and away from this,” Gladio stated plainly. “How did you get past my father?”

“He’s with Drautos in the cells.”

“A vampire?” your eyebrows raised. “Niflheim has vampires now too?” The pit in your stomach suddenly grew deeper. You looked back at Gladio with nervous eyes. “Don’t tell me-”

“Ignis was attacked.”

“Is he alright? Where is he?”

Gladio guided you down another hallway, avoiding rushing nurses and maids. Down the hall stood a large elevator, metal shining brightly.

“You need to see him,” Gladio nervously rubbed the back of his neck. Looking to Noctis and Prompto gave the shield nothing, suddenly the shield was no longer confident in himself to tell you exactly what happened. “He’s still here, we can’t let him leave on an ambulance,” was all he said as he pressed the button to summon the elevator.

The four of you piled into the regal elevator as Noctis pressed multiple buttons on the panel. The descent was quiet and cold, none of you made a noise until the doors finally opened. It was all blank and dull, the hallways painted a few shades of gray and the floor cold stone was dark.

“What is this place?” you looked up to the shield.

“They go with the cells, medical rooms,” he didn’t look back at you.

His unruly eyebrows were knit together in mixed emotions;

Somewhere between discomfort and regret.

Gladio lead the way for the three of you, twisting down a corner and following the corridor down until you finally came upon a door that had a ring of light around it.

The hallway was empty. No nurses, not even any carts in the hallway. Only a small pool of blood at the closed door before you four. Gladio pushed the door open, eyes wide with shock.

“He’s not here.”

Peeking into the room, you could confirm that it was empty. There was a mess, however. The bedding was rumpled and thrown to the foot, the IV was toppled over and fluid was all over the floor, there were blood droplets all over the bed from where the cords were yanked out.

The three entered the room to see if there were any signs of a struggle when you heard the faint sound of glass shattering echo down the hallway followed by a soft moan. Almost as if you were drawn by the noises alone, your feet carried you down the hallway until you could peek around the corner. All the way down the hallway stood a glass door now opened, shattered pane in the center with blood around the hole.

You stepped into the hallway and carefully stepped forward, trying to stay as quiet as possible as you crept up to the door. The closer you got, the more you could make out a tall and shadowy figure through the glass. You could hear glass moving, drawers opening, metal bending.

It was like you were in a trance. The closer you stepped towards the door, the harder it was to reason to yourself to stop, to shout out for them. Next to the door was a damaged card reader, no longer sparking. There was a sign for biohazards in black and yellow.

You placed your hand on the door, careful to not touch the shards of glass that remained. You could feel the presence of the person, the air around you was thick with dread, you were suffocating. You slowly pushed the door open just a bit, just enough to let a little more light into the room.

Suddenly, your back struck the wall behind you, the air was knocked out of you, your head suddenly grew fuzzy. You whimpered and gasped as slender fingers harshly wrapped around your throat to keep you pinned under fierce strength. It was only when you unscrewed your eyes from the pain did you feel your world come to a hard stop.

He stood before you.

Glasses obstructed, skin paled and clammy, hair a mess now falling before his eyes. But what were once emerald green eyes were now dark and reddened. His lips were pulled back to reveal sharp canines, capable of puncturing holes in your neck without resistance.

“Ignis?”

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Prompto/Ignis Fic Recs

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

third time's the charm by greyskiesblack - Rated T

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

For What It's Worth by saisei - Rated T

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

Come Find Me by saisei - Rated T

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

i saw you in the stars by chthonicheart - Rated T

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

The Train by Selador - Rated T

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

Momentum by Asidian - Rated T

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

Dragon Blush by Selador - Rated G

Dragons always protect their hoard.

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

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

until you make me move by taizi - Rated T

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mutually Exclusive, Collectively Exhaustive by whimsicottly - Rated G

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

If the Strain Proves too Much by saltslimes - Rated T

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

[coreofgold]

Late to the party but Baldur's Gate 3 owned me and the lack of motivation hit hard. However, finally getting toward doing the starter call! There's no cap so like and comment for as many starters as you like. It might help break me out of the slump.

Agastuma Zenitsu-blind date with Jake Wheeler (0-??)

Aloth Corfiser-going with Kieran Hunter (0-??)

Anya Forger-going with Diana Holland (0-??)

Astarion Ancunin-Blind date with Freya Beauchamp (0-Freya vcndetta)

Ban Yue-going with Sylvie Slytherin (0-??)

Beelzebub- going with Gu Soo Oh (0-??)

Ding Tao- blind date with Alex Mercer (0-Xiao Chiye mvsicinthedvrk, Shen Zechuan masqce, Qi Zhuyin masqce)

Dizzy Tremaine- going with Sam Maek Jong (0-Jester circleofstarrs)

Gil Legume- going solo (0-??)

Hua Cheng- going with their husband Xie Lian (0-Xie Lian mvsicinthedvrk)

Ignis Scientia- blind date with Nico D'Angelo (0-Nico irresistiibles)

Jeremy Smith/Bonnie- blind date with Daniela Dimitrescu (0-??)

Julian Alfred "Jaskier" Pankratz- going solo (0-Yennefer mischiefxmuses)

Kaoru Sakurayashiki- going solo (0-??)

Kili Oakenshield- blind date with Lorelai Gilmore (0-Lorelai spellbcok)

Lan Jingyi- going with Belphegor (0;-Wei Wuxian mvsicthedvrk, Anya spellbcok)

Lan Xichen- going with Nie Mingue (1;-Jin Guangyao masqce, Nie Huaisang irresistiibles, Nie Mingjue)

Lang Ying- blind date with Beth Corcoran (0-??)

Legolas Thranduilison- going with Bloo Kazoo (0-??)

Lu Ten- going with Jae Yoo (0-??)

Luis Serra Navarro- blind date with Derek Hale (0-??)

Luo Binghe- going with Shen Qingqiu (1-Shang Qinghua irresistiibles, Ning Yingying irresistiibles, Shen Qingqiu)

Markl- blind date with King Clawthorne (0-??)

Michael Afton- going solo (0-Charolette mischiefxmuses)

Montgomery Gator- blind date with Tylor Tuskman (0-??)

Shen Wei- blind date with Arnold Novak (0-??)

Shi Mei- blind date with Fabian Prewett (0-Mo Ran tragcdysewn)

Taka- going with Apollo (0-??)

Vax'ildan Vessar- going with Lee Yeon (0-Percy mischiefxmuses, Ellie circleofstarrs)

Wen Ning- going with Danny Phantom (0-??)

Wu Xi- going with Jing Qi (0-??)

Xiao Xingchen- going with Xue Yang and Song Lan (0-??)

Zhang Chengling- going with Louis Duck (0-??)

[primamchorus]

Good Morning

Noctis is the Crown Prince of Lucis with an important event coming up ahead of him. As such, rounds must be made in order to take care of everything before he is to depart. Thankfully, he has Ignis of House Scientia to keep him on top of such matters.

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Shock gripped Noctis’ body as the vibration of his phone was louder than its chime against his nightstand, waking him suddenly. It buzzed over top of the end table next to his bed for the second time that morning after he already hit ‘snooze’ thirty minutes prior. He furrowed his brow as he reached over and grabbed the phone from its spot, its charger still connected as he fumbled with it.

Of course, with the room still darkened by the blinds and curtains, the phone’s screen light was like a flash bang as soon as it hit his retinas. Groaning and squinting, Noctis answered the call once he registered that his caller ID showed that it was Ignis Scientia — one of his royal retainers and future Hand of the King.

“... Hello?” Noctis’ voice croaked out.

“Good morning. Did I wake you?” Ignis’ voice did not sound the least bit concerned. He spoke with the ‘royal accent’ of Insomnia — a verbal indicator of those that lived the life of nobility. Usually, anyway.

Noctis had long since dropped his.

“Well, the alarm sure didn’t...” Noctis replied, rolling over in his bed to squint at the green numbers that displayed the time on his alarm clock.

It was 6:33 AM.

“Then I was right to call,” Ignis said, ignoring the fact that Noctis yawned right into the receiver and into his ear.

“But it’s so early.” This was a common complaint from Noctis when it pertained to Ignis waking him up in the morning. The royal retainer had grown so accustomed to hearing it that it was now just something to tune out on many occasions of protest.

“I’m heading over regardless. Make sure you have everything in order before I arrive.”

Noctis let out an annoyed sigh. “Right...”

“And you had best be awake when I get there,” Ignis said, his voice stern. “His Majesty should be eagerly anticipating your arrival.”

“I know. I will be — awake, that is…” Noctis replied, shuffling his comforter off of himself with a lack of any real conviction to his actions.

“Good. I’ll be there soon.” With that, Ignis hung up the phone. With a bit of an amused scoff, Noctis smiled wryly to himself and stretched.

“Guess I’d better get up…” Noctis murmured. He slowly slipped out of the warmth of his bed and planted his feet against the wooden floor. There was much to have been done around the apartment, especially given that he was officially moving out soon as well. Scratching at the back of his head and stifling another yawn, the young prince grimaced to himself. There were a number of things that needed to have been done before he was officially moved out.

‘Should have probably taken Ignis’ advice on packing up a couple weeks before leaving for the wedding,’ Noctis thought to himself with a drawn out sigh.

The apartment was a mess. Clothes were strewn about the floor, comics and games were piled on top of one another messily, and he could already hear Ignis’ sigh of disappointment when it came to the couple boxes of takeout that sat on the kitchen counter. Honestly, anything that was even just slightly out of place, and Ignis’ voice would echo in the back of Noctis’ head: 'It would do you well to keep everything organized and picked up. I won't always be around to pick up after you. And neither will Primam.'

"Yeah, yeah… I know…" Noctis huffed to himself.

Turning on the lights and taking up a black garbage bag, Noctis begrudgingly started to pick up obvious bits of trash. He even went a little extra further and tossed some smaller things as well — plastic seals broken off of drinks and things of the like that he would have normally passed over without a second thought. However, the garbage bag was still only partially filled before he put it aside. He was done with cleaning up for now.

Walking back into his bedroom, Noctis sniffed the shirt he was wearing before picking up another one off the floor and giving it a sniff as well. Smelled fine… Shrugging, he swapped shirts and found some black pants to accompany his lazily thrown together wardrobe.

As soon as Noctis got socks on his feet, the door to his apartment opened, and Ignis walked in. His keys jingled together as he walked further into the abode. Noctis had not even heard the fact that Ignis unlocked the door.

“Noct? I thought I told you to make sure everything was in order before I arrived,” Ignis called out. Noctis could only groan in response before he trudged over to his bedroom entrance.

“I cleaned,” Noctis retorted indignantly once Ignis was in his view. "How much did you expect me to do in the fifteen minutes it took you to get here?"

At this, Ignis looked around the apartment. There were still comics scattered on the coffee table between the couch and the television in the living room, dirty dishes were soaking in the sink, and a pile of still unsorted mail sitting on the dining room table. The apartment was very much still in an unkempt state.

As expected, Ignis gave a sigh of disappointment before adjusting his glasses.

“It’s good that we asked Gladio and Prompto to help with cleaning up. Are you sure you didn’t want to also ask the others for aid?” Ignis asked. He took the shoehorn from the shoe rack at the front to remove his loafers before stepping fully into the apartment while getting the slippers at the step fitted onto his feet.

“Nah, too many people if I did that…” Noctis said. “I wouldn't be able to stand Lyra and Vera bickering over the smallest things. Mollie's…well, she's been busy, hasn't she? Prim and Tandem might have been nice. But since they’ve been made part of the Kingsglaive, it’s been hard to get in touch with them. Kinda frustrating.”

Silence lingered in the air for a moment after Noctis made his statement. It seemed that Ignis was thinking how best to word his thoughts. Though normally composed and tactful, there were times where information had to be digested in the stillness of a pause.

“... Primam was quite distraught by the decision, wasn’t she?” Ignis quietly recollected as he walked to the dining room table to sort through the mail. He started to sort through junk mail, bills, and personal letters.

Noctis shrugged at the question, however. A frown creased on his lips before he replied with, “Their parents were adamant about them being in the Glaive. I remember being there with my father when Gratia and Atticus came to us regarding their change in duty. Blindsided everyone that was there that day.”

“They deserve to be part of the Crownsguard along with me and the other nobles. It's what we've all trained for.” The twinge of frustration was evident in Ignis’ voice. “Being part of the Glaive also removed their chances at studying within any of the colleges in the kingdom. I can’t imagine how it damaged both of them in that respect. Both of them had promising courses they wanted to pursue that would have been a boon to your Council.”

“Too late to do anything about it now….” Noctis meandered toward the coffee table and started to straighten out the comics and game cases at the very least. He did not voice it, but Noctis also found himself frustrated. Part of Noctis felt a small wave of guilt that his words made it feel like he was dismissing what happened to them.

“Maybe when Luna and I are back, I’ll make it one of the first things I do — I’ll make Primam and Tandem into Crownsguard. Arms of the King don’t do me any good if they’re treated like basic infantry and defense,” Noctis said in an attempt to push back that guilt. It seemed futile.

“Yes… Well, we'll worry about that when the time comes. In the meantime, we should get out that door to make it back to the Citadel on time,” Ignis said, checking the watch that adorned his wrist. He went back to the door of the apartment and slipped his shoes back on before heading out. Of course, eager to actually see his own father before they all left for the wedding, Noctis was not far behind.

The car ride was one that Noctis found himself mildly curious about. After all, the car that was being used was his own — a car that was called the ‘Star of Lucis.’ It had been specially made for his twentieth birthday nearly a year prior. It was a big celebration, though Noctis was unable to recall much of it, truth be told. He was not much for celebrations — least of all, big ones.

“Can’t remember the last time I was in this car,” Noctis commented a little ways during their time on the road. The interior of the car still smelled new — like it had been chosen off the lot the past week.

“It would have been about a month ago, I think.” Ignis might have given the impression that he was uncertain of the time frame, but his eidetic memory was certain that it was indeed a month ago.

“Not much reason to use this one since you’re always carting me around in yours.” Noctis looked out the window, watching as buildings went past.

“Forgive me for working too hard,” Ignis replied, sighing in mock exasperation.

“So why this car today?” That really was the main question. Noctis assumed that he would have seen the interior of this car the day he was officially slated to get on out of Insomnia. He already knew that he and the others were going to be traveling out in his dad's old car — a vehicle that had been called the Regalia.

“Captain Drautos mentioned wanting to use it to ferry guests for the signing ceremony,” Ignis briefly explained.

“You don’t say…” Noctis leaned against the door of the car, propping his chin in the palm of his hand.

“After we arrive at the Citadel, I shall entrust it to him.”

“I see… Well, I don’t mind if he uses it for a little while. It’s still practically brand new.”

A red light gave Ignis enough time to glance over at Noctis with the hint of a grin forming on his face.

“You haven’t been behind the wheel in some time, have you? I remember you being rather eager to drive when you got your license.” Ignis’ tone masked the teasing well, but after years of being together, Noctis picked up on it decently enough.

“Yeah, well… There’s traffic everywhere, and it’s not like I can go wherever I want. Having someone else drive is just easier.”

“And it allows you time to sleep.” The light turned green after Ignis spoke, and the car lurched forward before picking up speed.

“You know me so well.” Noctis’ response caused Ignis to chuckle. Though, the prince had to push a question that had been on his mind in the time that they had been on the road discussing everything: “Are you gonna let Prompto drive the Regalia?”

“He seemed quite keen to take the wheel. And what of yourself?”

Noctis gave a smirk. “Think I’ll pass. Probably best if you don’t let him drive, either.”

“There’s no guarantee I’ll be much better. We’re all beginners when it comes to driving outside the capital.” Ignis’ brow furrowed as he contemplated just what was beyond the walls of Insomnia — even more so what was on the opposite side of the magical barrier that protected everyone. “I can’t imagine what it’ll be like out there beyond the material I'd been given to study beforehand.”

“You and I both…” Noctis remarked. He refused to think back on the night the marilith attacked him, his mother, and their guards. But of course…the more he tried not thinking about it, the more it plagued his thoughts.

Silence lingered in the car before Ignis looked down at the time displayed on the clock. Frowning to himself, he applied more pressure to the gas and picked up the pace. Neither of the men had anything further to say as the vehicle sped off toward the Citadel.

[ever-loving-chaos]

Ignis Scientia of New Insomnia, The Chosen.

All accounts speak of the True King leaving no heir, his Nobel sacrifice bringing back the light ending his reign. Those closest in his fight left with no words, no orders, and wholly humble, it is well known that all those who watched the sun rise once more that day felt relief…. But also lost.

The Chosen King, also known as “The True Seeing” King was placed forwards, tasked with leading by those left behind in the sun's light. No arguments were made, no one claiming to have royal blood. No one wanted the throne after so much chaos had been caused by it… after how much blood had been spilt because of it. 

The burden now on The Chosen King, the light having returned did not mean our problems were solved. Lucis still lay in shambles, the people still cramped in small fortified cities without true order. Monstrous machinery kept running despite the demise of their master, aimless with hatred attacking all that moved. The Chosen King took up arms, seeing no mercy for the soulless creatures. Any daemon or built soldier slain where it stood, armies of them falling and littering the deserts with broken metal. All remains of daemons were burned in cleansing fires… but the metal was piled high, left in place after orders - a reminder in time of how they had fallen.

Not afraid of the continuous fight, only a small few were hand selected as the new army of The Chosen King to help. Those who had stood by his predecessor who asked for forgiveness were given their penances. These soldiers were not only tasked with protecting the people who returned to the crumbled city of Insomnia… but to rebuild it anew. Each brick was painstakingly cleared from the crumbled streets, each body buried after being given their rights. It took labour and time, but the shining city began to take form, left with remanence of the old city once again as reminders. It seemed important to those left behind that no history was left without evidence and its mark on the world.

The only part of the old city that remained completely untouched was the citadel. Allowed to remain as it was, the Chosen King and the two men who remained at his side throughout his reign continued work in there alone. It became a sacred ground, the walls gifted with plants and flowers that seemed only to ever grow, never to wither, as if the Gods had blessed the place themselves. Inside, it is still said the remains of the fallen Kings of Old Insomnia lay, their graves hand crafted by the New King, his right hand, and his shield.

During his reign, The Chosen King took no partner, nor bore an heir. Instead, he looked amongst his people for those with qualities he deemed fit. He placed into law that blood could no longer be the way Kings were made, and those who shone brightest and kindness in New Insomnia would take the throne. It may have been considered foolish at first, as lustful eyes looked to tempt the crown to their own heads. But none who had cruelty in their hearts could fool the three men who protected what the True King had died for. Each one fell into ruin under blank stares, often paraded through the streets as punishment for their mockery of what was considered sacred. 

In older age, The Chosen King, despite his blindness, saw threats well, and made sure to flatten them before they could storm against New Insomnia’s walls. It was considered an age of peace in the eyes of civilians, and all who trained to protect the city felt their fights were not in vain. Battles fought were not without their King, who swept through enemies as if his sight still remained. No man who stood at his side felt fear in the field, all knowing well tactics had long been perfected. 

Despite age, it was the youngest of the three survivors, the Hand of the King who died first. It is still sadly unknown how Prompto Argentum took their last breath. All records around the man’s death seem to either be lost or destroyed.  He was declared of Lucis by The Chosen King, his body was carried by his companions through the streets until they met the citadel. No sound was heard, no one dared to break the silence even in their grief. The wind seemed to blow softer on the day as birds stopped their singing in mourning of the Hand of the King. No one tells of the day the youngest man of the three died, only that since that day, the Shield of the King refused to speak. His voice seemingly lost in his grief, the impact of the loss was felt in the Royal Palace all throughout. All stories of the Hand were cheerful, speaking only of his kindness and tragedy of his loss. Anyone who whispered rumours of his true birth became unwelcome, often gone before they were able to defend themselves.

Time passed, and while hearts could not be mended, an heir was eventually chosen with special care. Not a soldier, nor a scholar. A man only placed forwards seemingly due to his compassion. The Heir was given no privilege in his upbringing, but once chosen, was schooled in combat only as a means to defend himself - the rest, told of history to make sure mistakes could not be repeated. They learned well under The Chosen King, and his silent Shield.

The grief the city felt at the passing of their Chosen King could not compare. Those who had been touched by his protectiveness of New Insomnia covered their eyes in cloth as a gesture to him. Unlike the Hand of the King, the streets were filled with chimes of songs of grief and sobbing. All those who had known him told stories of what he had done for them. The city of New Insomnia was awash with banners of all colours, and those who stood blindly in the streets could not see as their king was carried towards his final resting place. Once more opening the doors to the citadel, the New King carried out the wishes of his predecessor. Buried beside Noctis Lucis Callum and his father, beneath the marble floor where the old throne once sat, the doors were sealed for the final time. The spear, which had served Ignis Scientia so well, was taken by his Shield - Gladiolus Amicitia, into the outside world. While it held no power as the Royal Arms had once, the tradition of placing the weapons away from the city held true. Its last known resting place, however, is unknown, as Gladiolus never returned to New Insomnia. He took his leave still in silence, strapped with the weapons of his fallen allies.

It is said that Gladiolus returned the spear to the place The Chosen King lost his vision. Others say that the Shield still walks Lucis, much like the Gilgamesh of old, protecting what he held dear.

The only true thing known is that the four men who stood against the darkness all took their own paths in death.

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by Genly Words: 6075, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Ravus Nox Fleuret , Ignis Scientia , Prompto Argentum Relationships: Ravus Nox Fleuret/Ignis Scientia Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers , Enemies to Friends to Lovers , Ravus Nox Fleuret Lives , Dead Lunafreya Nox Fleuret , Ignis Scientia is Not Blind , Pining , Angst , POV Ravus Nox Fleuret , Masturbation , Falling In Love , Canon Disabled Character , Disability , Physical Disability