#ignis just... he's so spoiled. <3 ]

[tenebriism]

Ship Bias: Ignis

SHIP BIAS - [ ACCEPTING ] ;;

Ignis x Gladiolus (the camera pans, slowly, towards @strictomiles , with a sign above her head that says ' It's My Fault. ' )

Ignis x Noctis, OBVIOUSLY.

Ignis x Ravus.

Ignis x Cindy

Ignis x Prompto

Honorary mention of Ignis x Gilmore because of Rissa again. They were literally made for each other and I quickly became obsessed with them.

[starlessea2]

That It Is (Astarion)

Pairing: Astarion x Reader [Baldur's Gate 3]

Summary: After a long day trudging through the sunlit wetlands, you discover your bedroll is waterlogged, and that Astarion has lost his in the swamp... AKA, the classic: ‘oh no, there’s one bed, whatever shall we do, darling?’ (Act 1 spoilers).

A/N This one has a tad more enemies-to-lovers vibe to it, but sweetness nonetheless. 

Masterlist

Night was creeping over Faerûn.

After a day of toiling through the deep murk of the sunlit wetlands, your party had found refuge: an abandoned shack a little ways inland from the swamp. It was unassuming enough through the fog that Gale had tripped over its porch, and even Astarion’s darkvision had missed the contours of the old building tucked away. 

But once scoped, you found that the place was empty. Shadowheart deemed it safe enough for you to unpack your bedrolls and dry your waterlogged boots. So you did just that—even managing to rouse a fire with an ignis and a few pieces of damp wood. 

The flames took a few moments to blaze to life, but once they did, the warmth was heavenly on your skin. One by one, you started to shed your wet outer garments, laying them out by the fire.

“Oh, bloody hells!”

A voice rang out over the crackling hearth. You turned to find Astarion on his knees, rummaging through his supply pack half-deranged.  

He flung the contents out onto the floor: some soggy books, a cask of water, pristinely-folded clothes. Then he promptly turned the pack upside down, seemingly devestated to find nothing else inside.

The rogue threw his hands up. “Gone,” he declared, with a dejected sort of laugh. “Be it just my luck after trudging through this gods forsaken waste—”

From the corner of the room, Shadowheart stopped wringing out her gloves. She gave you a look. Deal with him, she said through the shared connection. 

With a sigh, you conceded. “What’s wrong, Astarion?” You stood over the pale elf, hand on hip, “Broken a nail?” 

Irritation painted his face, but his demeanour remained playful.“Ha! Hilarious as always, my dear,” he replied, without sparing you so much as a glance. “Alas, I’m afraid my situation is a tad more dire.” 

You clicked your tongue. “Go on.”

Astarion stood up, taking a moment to dust himself off. “It seems I’ve lost my bedroll somewhere in that bloody marsh,” he finally admitted. 

Somewhere across the room, Shadowheart’s snort was quickly covered up by a faux cough from Gale. “Oh?” you said, “I thought elves didn’t need to sleep.” 

Astarion shot you a glare. “And do you need to dry your clothes by the fire? Need to eat tonight or, gods forbid, drive us half mad with your infernal singing sometime tomorrow?” 

He stalked the cabin, pointing vivaciously at your drying garments, and menial rations you’d hoped wouldn’t spoil. 

You felt your brow furrow at his display. “No need to be rude,” you said shortly. “Today’s been hard on all of us.” Pushing past him, you quickly retrieved your own pack from its place near the door. “Here—just take mine.”

Fishing around the bag, you searched for your own bedroll before producing it for him. Astarion let out a sound of disgust. 

“You could at least try to be grateful, Astarion,” you started. Then you felt it; your trusted bedroll squelched in your hand. It was pasted with a layer of thick algae, and some other mysteries you couldn’t discern. “Son of a—” you cursed. How had you forgotten when it rolled into the marsh earlier in the day?

A hand found your shoulder. “Thanks for the generous offer, my dear, but I think I’ll pass,” Astarion said, proudly. He then flicked a rather large leech off your bedroll, causing Gale to shriek when it landed at his feet. “I’d like to remain the only bloodsucker around here.”

You were about to quip back, when Astarion stepped closer—enough so that his breath dusted your cheek when he spoke. “And I think I spy a bed in the other room. That should do me just fine.” 

It took you a moment to unravel his words. By the time you did, he’d already traipsed halfway across the cabin. “Hang on a moment,” you called after him,“I already staked my claim on that earlier!”

“Hmm?” the elf hummed, feigning ignorance.

The audacity. You shot a glance back at the wizard, who immediately threw his hands up in surrender. “Oh no, you don’t,” warned Gale, “I’m staying out of this one.”

To his left, Shadowheart looked equally unbothered by your plight. You scowled at them both. 

It was going to be a long night.

—

The cabin was quiet. It had been some time since you had rested in a place with a roof and four walls. There were no beasties lurking near your camp, or dangers beyond the trees. The only threat to your person was Gale’s snores coming from the main living space. He’d taken refuge on the floor, whilst Shadowheart seized the chaise lounge. 

It was a comfortable night. So in principle, you should have had no problem falling into a dreamless sleep. Especially given the feather bed at your back. 

“You know, my dear,” Astarion whispered, “I might have agreed to this arrangement, but that was under the condition that you get some sleep.”

You tried not to startle, but his words sounded so close to your ear. It made your skin prickle with anticipation—despite doing your utmost not to show it. 

“I think you’ll find I was the one who was forced to agree,” you countered, “and I’m trying. You just—” 

Shifting in the bed, you turned around to face the elf beside you. He was leaning on one arm, gazing up at the wooden ceiling as though he were watching the stars. His eyes found yours. “I what?” he asked. 

You could hear his grin; he was teasing you. But you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of backing down now. “You make me nervous,” you answered bluntly. 

He did not reply. Each second of silence that passed made you more and more uneasy. You couldn’t see him well in the dark. And as much as you tried to make out the contours of his face, you knew for sure discern every line on yours—every expression you hoped to conceal. “And why’s that?” he finally asked.

You let out a huff before falling onto your back. “You know why. Stop acting so smug—It doesn’t suit you."

Astarion’s laugh made its way to you. “Everything suits me, darling.” 

A witty remark alluded you, so you opted to stay quiet. Sleep was what you needed right now. The gods only know how deprived you were of it.

So you plumped your pillow and made yourself comfortable. Then you gathered some blankets to yourself. A yawn left you, but your mind felt anything but relaxed. You readjusted again, this time your body pressing into Astarion's. He moved to accomodate you; you stiffened in response.

“Will you stop wriggling around? I can’t so much as move without you flinching."

At his words, your breath hitched. You were midway through an apology before he interrupted.

“Look at me,” he said.

Despite the darkness, his thumb perfectly traced your jaw until it found the space just under your chin. Gently, he coaxed your head up.

“You know I’ve drank from you, right?” You gasped at his candidness. “I've felt your pulse on my tongue and your blood coat my teeth,” he went on. “Hells, I have your thoughts swimming in my head far more often than you probably realise.”

He paused for a moment, and in that time you breathed twice as fast as you ought to.

“You’ve allowed me that much, so sleeping beside me like this?” he said, with a lightness to his voice, “that shouldn’t matter, now should it.”

You couldn't reply. His words were likely meant to comfort, but they had only the opposite effect. As his fingers brushed your cheek, you immediately pulled back—hoping he did not feel the way you burned for him.

“No. I guess not?” you stuttered.

“Good,” came his reply. “Now sleep. I promise I won’t bite” 

He returned to his side of the bed, not overstepping the invisible boundary you'd drawn earlier that evening.

And on your side, you were left to press down whatever feelings threatened to bubble to the surface. You weren’t quite ready to let them out yet—not when you couldn’t see clearly the face he would make in response.

Right now, you just needed to sleep.

So you focused on the snores echoing from the other room, the rain pattering the windows, Astarion's breaths and your heart—which, without realising, had recently started to beat for him.

“Goodnight, Astarion,” you whispered into the dark.

“Yes, my dear," he said softly. "That it is."

[tonberry-yoda]

Hi , tonnberry may i ' ve request for final fantasy 😄 for Claude and Noctis with they married female s/o until they had children. I wonder how the two of them became a father to their children like what kind of activities?whether they can spare their time?, and how will they cope when their teenage son acts like a Brat ?

That's all from me , anyway i'm really like your blog don't forget to tag me in your update please!!!🥹🌹😩

Thank you so much for this , love your dear 😘

Cloud and Noctis as Fathers (f!reader)

notes - AHHH HI! Sorry this took so long, I've just been swamped with a ton of stuff, but I cleared out a bunch of requests and am more than happy to do this one for you! It's funny that I don't get a lot of requests even though my name is literally Tonberry lolol. Thanks for much for the request my dear! I hope you enjoy and have an amazing day <3 tag list - @cerezzzita (I remember you being interested in this one love <3), @kawaistrawberry21

CLOUD

he wasn't expecting to be a father when he was young

like being a father was the last thing on his mind

but after everything chaotic in his life, he finally decided to settle down and found the perfect partner, you!

only then was he fully prepared to become a father

you talked about it a lot and told Cloud that he would be a wonderful father

he thought you would be a wonderful mother, so after a while, you found that you were going to have a child! (or if you prefer to adopt, that would be super cute for the two of you)

at first, raising a child was very difficult

it didn't matter that Cloud had nearly fought god in his lifetime, raising a child had to be one of the most challenging things he ever faced

this also made him a little self concious

he was helping, but saw you doing a lot of the work

^ he would always step in though to help, no hesitation

his favorite thing was teaching his child how to grow into a lovely human

lots of playing and just being a kid, which neither you nor Cloud really had, so it meant a lot to be having that with a child of your own

lots of family adventures and traveling

for the first time in a long time, a smile hasn't left Cloud's face <3

NOCTIS

he would be TERRIFIED

he would be prepped, but terrified

you two talked about having a child, but even after talks, it was still scary

and you were a more natural mother, ready to help the child at any cost and already knew what to do

he just felt like some idiot in the back watching you

lets just say he spoiled you a little more than the baby because he felt bad for everything you had to do

he would still be a fun dad though

and the baby would have all their uncle chocobros to hang around

ignis teaches Noctis how to make food for the baby and through trial and error, he actually makes some pretty damn good food for the lil thing!

but having friends around makes raising the baby more fun, especially because you can trust them when you're too tired some days

Noctis though would love napping with the baby

^ you would walk into the kitchen to tell him that dinner's ready and find him napping with the baby on his chest and you definitely tear up and take TONS of pictures

he would be ecstatic, but he was more of a scared dad at first lol

he knew a baby would come eventually with him being king and all later, but he didn't know it would be such a hard thing

he's just thankful to you and his friends for being patient and helping out <3

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[cinnbar-bun]

We Are Worthy Pt.1

Relationship: Ravus Nox Fleuret/Female!Reader

Summary: As the eldest of the Lucis Caelum line, you are to be wed to Ravus Nox Fleuret. Noctis isn't pleased by this discovery and finds out just how much you two have been hiding from him. And, well, truthfully, he can't fight back against what fate has in store without both of you helping.

AU: I just had this random AU idea come in my head. The explanation of it is: you are Noctis's older sister (around 28 or so- same age as Ravus) but since you are a woman, you cannot be the True King and aren't a part of the prophecy (to keep Noctis's place). Ravus here isn't as hellbent on destroying Lucis/Regis (for purposes that will be explained later), and him and Reader team up privately to save their siblings from the prophecy. It'll make a bit more sense as it goes along (trust me bro). This chapter focuses a bit more on Noctis and Reader, but the next one will be more about Ravus/Reader and their relationship. Concrit is always welcome and appreciated <3 please enjoy!

Crossposted on my AO3!

Noctis frowned as Gladiolus opened the passenger door for you.

You gave him a gracious smile and stepped into the car, promptly fastening your seatbelt and sitting with perfect posture.

“My lady, are you comfortable?” Ignis asked, and you nodded.

“I’m fine, thank you, Ignis,” you replied, bowing your head respectfully.

“Then we shall be off,” he murmured, starting the engine of the car.

Prompto was giddy with excitement and snapped a few photos of the scenery and everyone in the Regalia.

“So, you excited to get hitched, (Y/n)?” Prompto joked and Ignis shot a glare at him in response. The photographer seemed to take the hint and awkwardly clammed up. “Uh, I mean, well, uh- you excited to get married?”

“There’s no need to worry, Prompto,” you chuckled. “I am not sure how I feel, in all honesty. I’m just proud to do my people a good service with this marriage.”

“Ah, the politically correct answer as always,” Noctis sighed. You didn’t say a word back, not giving Noctis the chance to argue over this matter again. “Seriously, you’re not gonna even answer?”

“No. This doesn’t warrant a discussion, Noctis,” your voice lowered into a threatening tone that said you would not tolerate his behavior.

He glowered at you and huffed, folding his arms and pouting like a spoiled child.

“Hey now, you two, let’s take it easy. I know the wedding jitters can get rough, but let’s play nice, okay?” Gladiolus attempted to break the awkward silence.

“My apologies,” you stated as you took a sip of water to calm yourself.

“Whatever,” was all Noctis had to say.

“What’s the issue? Did something happen?” Prompto asked, confused why you and your brother seemed to be at each other’s throats. Gladiolus eyed him, warning him to drop the subject, but Prompto didn’t notice.

“The issue,” Noctis began, making Gladiolus and Ignis roll their eyes and sigh in annoyance. “Is that my sister is getting married to some guy, and neither her nor my father told me! And now she’s acting like a martyr who needs to go through this!”

“Firstly-” you countered, “Ravus Nox Fleuret is not ‘some guy’- have more respect for him. Second off, it’s a political marriage- it’s not up to you to decide what I need to do.”

“You could have at least argued with him! Hell, I could’ve married Luna instead! You didn’t need to do this for Lucis!”

“Why does it matter anyways? I don’t have that choice. I am not the heir apparent.”

“And that’s the issue, don’t you get it?” Noctis leaned over the seat to talk closer to you. “You don’t have a choice, and that’s what’s making me upset! You don’t need to do this just because dad said so. We could have figured something out.”

Ignis shook his head.

“Prince Noctis, we’ve been through this plenty of times now. It is imperative the marriage goes through for the sake the kingdoms. The treaty being negotiated is one that will bring peace. And though it is a shame that Princess (Y/N) can’t choose, it is her duty as a member of the royal family to think of the people.

“Thank you, Ignis. At least someone understands my position.”

“Not everyone can be perfect like you, I guess,” Noctis mumbled under his breath.

“Noctis, enough. Come on, it’s a week before her wedding. Let’s spend it not trying to argue,” Gladiolus suggested.

“Great idea!” Prompto yelled. He gasped loudly and leaned towards Ignis. “Hey, Iggy, pull over! I wanna take this shot of the mountain!”

“Prompto, we will not-”

“Let him,” you cut Ignis off. “His photos are rather lovely to see. They’ll be a nice memento in the future.”

You grinned at Prompto and his smile grew wider than usual. Ignis pulled the car to the side of the road and put it in park.

“Thanks, (Y/n)!”

“Prompto! What did we tell you about titles?” Ignis shouted as Prompto unbuckled his seat belt and practically leapt over the others to take a few photos. You didn’t argue, instead getting out of the car and asking Prompto to take a few shots with you in them. The blonde complied, posing you and taking all sorts of pictures.

“Do you all want to join in?” You asked. Ignis shook his head, while Gladiolus shrugged and joined you and Prompto to take some photos. Noctis meanwhile stared at you before pouting even harder than before.

Night drew closer and Ignis decided to rest and camp for the time being. Given your status and impending marriage, you had your own separate tent, away from the others. While you did appreciate the privacy, you were rather upset with the larger distance it created emotionally.

But you could not argue, and instead, after eating a wonderful meal whipped up by Ignis, you went straight to your tent.

You glanced at Noctis and debated with yourself if you should attempt to talk with him. You hated the fighting and the distance this treaty had put between you two. And, of course, the real truth behind the reason they were with you. When Regis revealed the treaty to Noctis, he was enraged and begged for your father to consider a different path.

The subsequent arguments between you and Noctis left you feeling even more hurt at the fact you had to lie to him to his face.

But it was for him and for the people. You were a woman, and thus, you had no stake within the kingdom or the prophecy. Noctis, on the other hand, was more crucial to it all. You didn’t mind being the sacrificial lamb for this moment, if it ensured the safety of your younger brother.

Ravus was more than happy to agree with you, if it meant his sister could be safe, too.

That’s why you understood where Noctis was coming from, given he was so adamant that you be able to choose your own happiness for once. But him and Lunafreya were much too important to the kingdom, and to you and Ravus.

Still, you remembered the oath you gave to your father as you said your farewells to him. A promise you had to make to lie to Noctis about the truth. So you quietly zipped the door to your tent closed and hoped your tears wouldn’t be heard from them.

Noctis grumbled at the remaining vegetables on his plate as the fire crackled under the starry sky. He hadn’t said a word since the fight in the Regalia, and he was too angry and hurt to begin a conversation.

Prompto was goofing off with Gladiolus and Ignis was impatiently waiting for the prince to eat his carrots.

“You know, they’re not going to disappear just by staring at them, your highness,” Ignis cheekily commented.

“Yeah, yeah, you don’t need to remind me, Iggy.”

Ignis frowned at the sulking prince and sat in the chair beside him.

“Noctis, I know how you’re feeling-”

“The thing is, you don’t. Like, I really love you all, but none of you know how I’m feeling,” Noctis argued. He was cursing himself for raising his voice, and he took a deep breath to try and relax. “None of you do. And I’m pissed that everyone else is just accepting everything so easily.”

“And why’s that?”

“Because, (Y/n)’s my sister, damn it! She was the one always with me, but then all these ‘royal duties’ made her have to give up her life. I just end up sitting there like a little kid while she’s shouldering everything,” Noctis blurted out. “I feel like shit knowing she’s just marrying Ravus because dad told her to. I-I could’ve done something for once so she would have the freedom to choose. I thought because she wasn’t the heir that she would at least be able to find someone she loved, but she can’t even have that!”

Ignis nodded, pursing his lips as he debated to find the right words to say.

“Listen, Noctis, it is unfortunate but it is-”

“Yeah, don’t worry, I know, everyone’s told me over and over. ‘It’s just what royalty has to do’, but that’s not right at all! It’s just… it’s just not fair. I hate seeing her lie to me that she’s ‘fine’ and okay with marrying Ravus. I don’t even think she had met the guy in years! What kind of prince am I if I can’t even let my own sister be happy?”

“Have you considered that you both are saying the same thing?” Ignis asked.

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“I mean that I may not know Lady (Y/n) well, but I know her well enough to see she loves you dearly. She wants you to choose and be free from the duties of royalty, because she feels you aren’t happy as the heir. You both want the other to be okay but neither of you are working together. And, well, maybe I’m overstepping, but perhaps you should try and talk to her with that mindset. Don’t go attack her, just try and let her know how you feel and that you wish to help alongside her. ”

Noctis soaked in Ignis’s words and nodded.

“Yeah… I guess… but knowing her, I doubt she’ll listen. She’s so stubborn.”

“Like some young prince I know?”

Noctis chuckled and smacked Ignis’s arms lightly.

“Shut up,” Noctis joked. He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and stared at his plate. “I just… don’t know how I’m gonna last without my sister around, anymore. I don’t know if I’m really ready to say goodbye to her like that.”

“That’s just what every brother feels,” a voice cut in. Noctis looked up to see Gladiolus and Prompto walking towards him and Ignis.

“How much of that did you hear?”

“Enough to know how worried you really are,” Gladiolus groaned as he sat down. “Kid, some things just aren’t always going to go how you want. And even though you’re family, you can’t hold them down forever. No matter how badly I wanna protect Iris from everything, I know it’s not a reality. You’re gonna have to let them make their own choices and be their own person. Don’t go around picking a fight, just support her and protect her when she needs it.”

Noctis felt his eyes water and he quickly rubbed them.

“Damn, I’m really not good with this.”

Prompto threw an arm around Noctis and gave him a reassuring smile.

“Hey, Noct, don’t worry! We’ll be here for you all the way.”

“Thanks guys,” Noctis murmured as his lips twitched into a small grin. “I’ll try and talk to her later.”

-

Unfortunately for Noctis, “later” would have to be postponed. According to the newspaper, Regis was killed during the signing of the treaty. The rage and sadness he felt were only blocked by the slim chance that this was all fake and sensationalized news. Perhaps his father was alive still and nothing happened.

Despite your adamance that it was too dangerous, you yielded and obliged to joining the men back to Insomnia. Noctis saw your ‘perfect’ exterior falter with worry and unease, seeing how Regis’s death was shaking you up. It was the first time in a while that he had seen you look so unsure and zoned out.

The confirmation of Insomnia’s collapse and Regis’s death both put his mind at ease and made his soul shatter into a million pieces. He didn’t know what to think anymore. All he had to go off of now was Cor telling them to meet him up at Hammerhead.

With nothing left to do, they simply drove the Regalia to the gas station and followed the rest of the directions to where Cor was.

Noctis really wasn’t in the mood for surprises or any more shocking information.

Which is why he was incredibly pissed the minute he saw a head of white hair wearing black leather.

“Why you-” Noctis began, stomping over to him before he heard you gasp.

“Ravus! You’re alive!” You happily shouted, running over to him and leaping to the man. He caught you in his arms and stumbled before he managed to regain his balance.

“Darling, you’re doing well. Thank the Six,” he sighed in relief. You two embraced each other and Noctis gawked at the scene.

“W-wait. Time out. What the hell is going on? Why is he here? What are you-”

“Patience, Noctis,” Cor stated.

“You two… what is going on?” Ignis asked, confused at why Ravus of all people was standing before him. You broke yourself off of Ravus and stood firmly in front of the group.

“Well… it’s a lot. I first want to apologize for hiding the truth from you all. But I made an oath with father as his dying wish. We couldn’t make others aware of our plans.”

“And… he was in on it?” Prompto pointed at Ravus.

“Precisely.”

“And what was the plan, exactly?”

“It was just as Cid said. Regis knew and anticipated something would happen. Ravus tried to send some information our way in order to prepare, but it seems like they weren’t enough. Although, thankfully, many of our citizens survived thanks to father’s prepping. Ravus and I were the ‘bait’ for this treaty, if it succeeded, we would have peace, and if it didn’t at least you all would be safe.”

“Does that mean Lunafreya is-”

Ravus nodded.

“She is safe for now on the run. She has the Ring of the Lucii with her and can hopefully find shelter,” he explained.

Noctis shook his head.

“I can’t believe you two.”

“Pardon?”

Noctis stepped forward and pointed an accusatory finger at you.

“You… you did all this? You knew he was planning on dying? You knew this whole time, and yet you didn’t say a thing?”

“I didn’t like it, Noctis. But it was the way father suggested I do it. He was the one who made me promise not to tell you until after the battle,” you couldn’t face your brother and gazed at the ground in remorse.

Noctis felt his anger boiling over and yelled.

“You lied to me! Why would you do that to me? I’m his son, too! I’m your brother! Why wouldn’t you tell me?” His voice lost its power as the tears he was holding in overflowed in abundance. “Why didn’t you trust me…?”

You bit your lip and stayed silent, unsure of what to say. Ravus rested a comforting hand on your shoulder and looked Noctis straight in the eye.

“She was adamant that you be the one to know. Regis and I were the ones who didn’t want that. Truly… all (Y/n) and I wanted was for you and Lunafreya to be alive and well. That’s why we had to formulate our own plans and stop this madness from continuing.”

“So you made her do this?”

“No, Noctis. I chose to do this. You can hate me and you have every right to do so. I did something inexcusable, but I need you to trust me right now.”

“Trust you? How can I? You spent this whole trip lying to every single one of us. Why would you do this when you could have talked to me? Did you think I would have messed it up?”

“I didn’t want you to be hurt, Noctis… you’re the important one here. Not me. I have no bearing upon the future, no matter how much I wish it weren’t so. You and Lunafreya are the ones meant to be a part of the prophecy. Me and Ravus wanted neither of you involved with the plans in order to keep you safe.”

“(Y/n), stop saying you want to keep me safe. I’m not that weak little kid you need to take care of anymore. Please…I need you to be safe as well.”

“But-”

“No. Stop,” he weakly pleaded. “Please. You two need to think of how this effects us. You may not be a part of the prophecy or whatever other bullshit there is, but you can’t go around throwing your life away. That doesn’t help me or anyone else.”

You quietly nodded and wrapped your arms around your brother.

“I’m sorry. I really am. But this part is one we need to do together, if you’ll allow it.”

Noctis quietly held you and sniffled.

“Yeah. Let’s hear it.”

You broke away from Noctis and pointed at the cave Cor was standing in front of.

“In there, there’s a tomb of the previous kings of Lucis. As it is your birthright, you can gain their powers and wield it. There are plenty more scattered about, and Cor is having the hunters locate them as we speak.”

Noctis nodded.

“Why can’t you do this?”

“Because… I’m not the True King.”

Noctis nodded.

He ran a hand through his hair and Ravus cleared his throat.

“Noctis Lucis Caelum,” he stated formally. He brought out a familiar sword and gently handed it to a stunned Noctis. “A parting gift from me. It belongs to you. It was… it was one of the few things I could grab from Regis before he passed.”

Noctis grabbed the hilt of the sword and felt his throat was full of cotton.

“I can’t take this.”

“What? Why not?” Ravus asked.

“I can’t use this. This is my dad’s. I’m not… I’m not ready for this yet.”

“But Noctis,” you cried. “It can only be wielded by those of the Lucis bloodline.”

Noctis gave a sad smile.

“Then you take it. For me. I can’t hold that when I’m not a king. Use it for yourself.”

He handed the sword back to you and you complied.

“All right. I trust you know what you’re doing.”

“I don’t really know,” Noctis admitted. “But I know that you can wield it better than I will. Dad would have wanted it.”

“I doubt he-”

“Don’t doubt it. Dad loved you. And I bet he wished every day of his life he could’ve given you more.”

You held the sword tightly against you, feeling the remnants of your father’s life within it.

“I already have enough with me,” you tearfully replied to Noctis. “I hope you and father know that.”

Noctis used the pads of his thumbs to wipe your tears.

“There. Come on, let’s go make dad proud.”

“Of course. Ravus,” you called to your betrothed. “Do you have to leave right now?”

“I think it would be best. I don’t want to loiter around and have you all get caught up in my mess. And to the rest of you,” Ravus pointed at the group. “You did not see me. I have no relation to you. I am your enemy.”

Prompto gasped.

“Why?” Ravus chuckled at the blonde’s shock.

“I must play my part to keep the Imperial Army off your back and Lunafreya’s. I can’t do that if they think I’m supporting you. So, act as if I was the traitor. And if you see Lunafreya… please… protect her.”

“We will, darling,” you pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Farewell.”

“I expect you to be back alive.”

“I will.”

“Good,” he smiled softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I must be off now. Good luck on your journey.”

Ravus turned and began walking away, disappearing into the darkness.

Gladiolus was the first to speak, sauntering forward and laughing.

“So, you really managed to get hitched with him?”

“Oh for Six’s sake, Gladiolus!” You cried, your face erupting in red. “Have some manners!”

“Enough of the chit chat,” Cor interrupted. “You all got an important mission right now.”

Noctis nodded, stepping forward towards Cor.

“Alright, I’m ready. Take me to the tomb,” Noctis said, steeling his nerves for the task ahead.

He couldn’t run away now. Not this time.

His eyes flicked towards you as he saw you looking at where Ravus had walked away.

This time, he’d be the one to protect you and give you the chance to live your life.

That was a promise.

[hellohimawarihana]

"In general I don't do any ship, but Yudias & Epoch (bottom) currently comes into my mind for this. Yusaku & Ai (top) counts too... before Season 3."

Since Twitter is pretty stingy in terms of limited number of words allowed, I'll explain more in detail of why I like these pairs.

(spoilers below)

Yusaku & Ai: I really like the dynamics and banter when dueling together, especially when Yusaku has to say quiet to Ai. Yusaku's serious personality and Ai's comical moment did make them shine more, and I like their growth from captor-hostage to inseparable partners. In general I prefer Ai in Season 1 and 2 more because... unpopular opinion but I don't like his Season 3 appearance and actions, and he makes his former partner experience the worst ending among all Yu-Gi-Oh! protagonists so far. Not gonna spoil too much about the reason but that's why I prefer Ignis!Ai more, and I'm glad he and Yusaku partnered up again like in the past during Duel Links continuation.

Yudias & Epoch: I've read some post of the ship, one being between hero and heroine so I don't know about Yudias and Yuamu due for age gap and the latter's relationship seems more towards her twin brother Yuhi. So, I'll go with the another main girl who took her place after the end of Season 2 and again, spoiler reason beyond that. Yudias met Epoch in her box form in Episode 64, and trust me, I don't fully watch Go Rush!! (just partially for short transformations and some funny scenes) but I can see they go along together alongside the fact that they often go together during the currently ongoing Season 3. Epoch even worries about him when Yudias react to his fellow comrades in shirt form which fuels this ship further. Yeah, it's my current personal favorite among Go Rush!! ship so far platonically, due of their age.

[vrains-rewrite]

Okay, so I have a few questions and a few suggestions:

Will Blue Angel/Maiden win more and will she get more fleshed out than in canon?

Seeing Ghost Gal/Girl win more would be better for her to see.

Seeing more of The Shepherd/Blood SHepherd and more dive in with his relationship with Emma would be better to see to flesh him out.

Will we finally see the Wind Ignis origin?

Will we find out who is the Hanoi spy?

okokokokok

1) will blue maiden win more and get more duels?

Omg yesss! She’s meant to be one of the top duellists in the Vrains, let her act as one of the top duellists in Vrains! In the cases where we are making changes to duels, giving her more wins, *important wins*, is a top priority. I worry that a lot of people trying to rewrite the sexism in yugioh duelling would just make up minor characters for her to beat, off screen wins, that is not something we intend to do. We have massive plans :) especially for in season 2 and 3

2) will Ghost Gal win more?

literally she needs to win somethingggg, does she even have a single big win? I dont think shes going to end up with as many duels as Blue Angel, but, wholeheartedly, she is going to have as much *plot significance*. Her canon character really felt like a plot device, or a means to flesh out another character. Sure, she was Akira’s little hacker and she was Blood Shephard’s sister, but her personal goals that were just too simple for my liking, which will be much more fleshed out (and I have just thought of something for this which i’ll actually go speak to the others about right after I’ve posted this)

3) Will we see more of Blood Shephard?

We will! Hes often forgotten, and quite frankly that’s because there was hardly anything to him in canon. I want to delve mode specifically into why his backstory is affecting his actions at the moment. We know his sad backstory, but it doesn’t seem to translate into anything interesting in the way he acts in canon present-day. This will change

4) Will we finally see Wind Ignis Origin?

Yknow here’s where I have to admit, we haven’t thought about this. I dont want to spoil anything, but I doubt he’s going to be alive in the series. The impact it had, finding out that Windy killed his own origin, could never be replicated as strongly if he was alive. That being said, giving the wind ignis origin a backstory, a name and design, from before he died, would be something really interesting to explore. We’re a little afraid to add ocs in major roles because its rare that people like to read about others people’s ocs, but in cases like the wind ignis origin, I think it’ll be fun and worthwhile. Like a flashback situation

5) Will we find out who is the Hanoi Spy?

Im so sorry i can’t remember what this is referring to (its been a while since i watched the show in its entirety, I mostly jump to just my favorite episodes) but if its a plothole i can promise you when we get there we’ll figure something out

- Teal

[tiifalockhart]

Loss

Anonymous asked: Can I request a scenario of your favorite chocobro reuniting with his s.o during the 10 years of darkness?

Pairing: Noctis x Reader

Warnings: death of major characters, alludes to depression, disappearance, spoils the end of FFXV

Word Count: 1k

A/N: I’m sorry anon, I’m sure you were expecting something fluffy and cute but I decided to go the route of pure angst and sadness :(( hopefully this is okay hehe feedback is appreciated <3

Ao3 || Masterlist

Ten years of darkness.

Ten years of nothing but fighting daemons and trying to survive.

Ten years of not knowing where the new king was, nor his companions. 

It was a terrifying thought that they may have perished in Niflheim. Prince Noctis, Prompto, Ignis and Gladiolus... No one spoke of them, no one knew where they were, no one knew of their last location inside of Niflheim. There were rumors that Prompto, Ignis and Gladio managed to make it out alive, but there was nothing of Noctis. Even if these rumors were true, the three crownsguard had basically fallen off the map. The world relied on hope, hope that Noctis was alive, that he would return soon to his beloved kingdom, that maybe one day the world will feel the golden rays of the sun once more. 

And thankfully, that was true. The only problem was that Noctis returned ten years later at the docks of Gauldin Quay. No one knew where he came from, or what his plans were, but all you could remember that day was the relief you felt after seeing his vaguely familiar face arrive at Hammarhead. Not only that, but the other three had returned as well. They all looked much older, along with exhausted and drained. It was a hard sight, but you could tell they were happy to see each other. 

When his eyes landed on you, though, you saw relief wash over his features. Noctis walked towards you, almost afraid that you weren’t real. But when you reached out and took his hand, a shaky breath left his lips as he embraced you quickly, holding onto you for dear life. 

“I’ve missed you so much.” You whispered sadly, your eyes falling shut as tears escaped and fell down your cheeks. “I-I was so scared when you didn’t return from Niflheim, we all thought you had-” He stopped you by cupping your cheeks carefully and wiping away your tears with his thumbs. 

“None of that matters right now. I’m here now, and I have one last battle to win.” Noctis whispered, furrowing his brows. “After that, I’ll see you again, and we can move on with our life together.” He continued, running his fingers through your hair. 

You nodded hesitantly, looking down. “I love you, Noctis...” You whispered, your voice weak. “I can’t lose you again.” 

“I know. I’m not going anywhere this time.” He reassured, pressing his forehead to yours. “You know that, don’t you? I won’t leave you again.” Noctis murmured, making you look into his eyes. They held some kind of reluctance, as if he was afraid that maybe that isn’t true. You didn’t comment on it though, you were just thankful that you could see him again, even if it was for the last time. 

“I’m coming with you.” You told him, which he shook his head to.

“You can’t.” Noctis responded, frowning slightly.

“But I have to. I can’t risk losing you again and never seeing you.” You retorted, gripping onto his hands tightly. “I... I can’t go through that again.” 

Noctis seemed to hesitate at your response, sighing as he nodded. “I can’t stop you, if you want to come, then that’s your choice. But whatever happens in Insomnia... You have to move on from it.” He whispered, looking down at your hands. “It’ll be dangerous, you’ll have to be strong.” 

“I know.” You answered, a look of dejection forming in your features. Both of you knew what was going to happen, even if neither of you said it. Noctis was sacrificing his life for you, his friends, and for the world, just so you all may see the light again. It was a heavy price, one that you weren’t sure you agreed with. Noctis was an innocent man, he shouldn’t have to sacrifice everything for the sins of another. It made you angry. 

“Let’s take our mind off of it for now, okay?” He whispered, furrowing his brows. “Tonight is one of our last, let’s make it worth it.” Noctis stated, turning to the other crownsguards. They all nodded in agreement, before slowly walking towards the gates. 

Tonight was their last night together. It was their last camp, their last meal, their last campfire, the air hung heavy around them. No matter how this final battle ended, none of them would ever meet like this again. While the four of them talked, you were distracted by the early sense of loss. You dreaded losing Noctis and you wanted nothing more than to save him from his fate, to take him and run away. But you couldn’t. The gods wouldn’t allow it. So you simply took his hand and prepared for the worst. 

After a good meal from Ignis and lots of sharing, the three crownsguard tucked in for the night, leaving you and Noctis silently staring into the dying fire. It was hard to think of anything to say, nothing that came to mind fit the urgent and painful moment you two shared. Both of you were unsure how to speak, but you knew what you two were thinking. 

Eventually, Noctis let out a sigh as he sat up, looking over at you. “It won’t be easy.” He muttered, reaching over and taking your hand. “It’ll be hard after it all ends, I wish I knew how to make it better.” 

You looked up at him, teary-eyed as you nodded. “I know... I don’t know what I’m going to do.” You confessed softly, gripping his hand. “I’m not ready to lose you for good.” 

Noctis sighed and nodded. “I can’t really say I’m ready to go either.” He whispered, looking down at your hands. “It’s going to be hard, but it’s what I have to do.” 

You let out a shaky breath. “I love you... I always have, you know?” You whispered, looking up at him. 

He smiled weakly and nodded, ruffling your hair gently. “I know... I love you too.” He murmured, pressing a gentle and delicate kiss to your forehead. 

After that, the two of you went to sleep together for the last time. It was hard to sleep with such a heavy heart. You prayed that maybe fate could be changed just this once. You knew it was a stretch, but you hoped you would be heard. 

Unfortunately, your prayers were not heard. The next sunrise, you sat in the Capital, broken-hearted and alone, mourning the loss of your significant other and three best friends. 

[dapandapod]

Summer days

I have come to realize i never posted my last Bog fluff battle entry!! The horror! So here it is! The prompts I used for this ones are:

36. Massages 25. Playing with/braiding hair 23. Person A falls asleep on couch to be carried to bed by Person B

Oh, and it’s Geralt and Dandelion, because they are the softest boys and i love them.  On Ao3 here and here are my other 4 entries on Tumblr!

Words: 2051

Please enjoy <3

Lazy days are lovely. When nothing is urgent, the weather is nice and no one is hurt. Just, a chosen lazy day. Geralt likes them a lot, rare as they are. There is always a something to take care of, something to kill or some squabble to listen to. 

He recently returned from a haunted house, finding a godling in the basement putting up quite the ruckus. So the house wasn’t all that haunted, but he isn’t telling the shitty house owner that. Because sometimes humans are the beastly ones.

So yes, a bit of a break is what Geralt is enjoying right now. Between one village and the next, Dandelion and Geralt found a small hut at the edge of a shallow lake. Too shallow to be inviting to drowners, but really, they could thrive in a puddle. 

They decide to stay for a day or two. Just to take a breather.

Summer brings gentle nights with them, and Roach is roaming around the area and grazing. They spend some time laying in the grass, wiggling their toes and watching the clouds. Geralt can’t remember the last time he ran barefoot through a field, and Dandelion looks as outraged as if Geralt told him his new hat is a bit flat. 

Not that Dandelion himself has done any barefoot running other than scrabbling out from lovers bedrooms lately, but that isn’t very poetic.

Dandelion teaches Geralt to put a flat piece of grass between his thumbs, pressing his hands together and blowing, to make it sound like a bird. A hoarse, sad bird, but still a bird. Dandelion laughs, throwing his head back when Geralt's blade of grass breaks for a third time.

Something in Geralt loosens at that. Some kind of tension finally breaks, and he allows himself a smile. There still must be vengeance though, so he grabs a fistful of grass and throws it in the offending bard’s face.

They would have slept in the hut. They would have, had it not been moldy and a great deal colder than the night outside. Instead they throw out their bedrolls, enjoying the clucking of water against the beach nearby and a night sky filled with stars.

It is beautiful. Calm.

Geralt watches the big darkness up above, listening to Dandelion’s even breaths, the swish of Roach’s tail, the soft sounds of insects. They didn’t light a fire, but before they went to sleep Geralt found them a tree fungi and lit it with Igni to keep the worst of the bugs at bay. He can’t help Roach much with those, having run out of the ointment he uses for her when it’s especially bad. He will have to make it up to her tomorrow.

He turns his head and watches Dandelion's sleeping form, a dark silhouette against the starlit lake. No matter how much time they spend apart, they always find a way back to each other. Sometimes by accident, sometimes seeking each other out. It’s nice. To have someone happy to see him, someone he is happy to see every time.

Recently, Geralt has come to realize that he is feeling more than he thought. About his bard. About how much he wants to put emphasis on Dandelion being his bard. More than once, he’s found himself staring at Dandelion when he talks, admiring how he looks when he is passionate about something. How much he cares for silly things, and how completely and utterly in love with himself he is. Geralt thinks about how beautiful his hands are, and how his curls bounce when he runs.

Looking at Dandelion now, he feels is maybe more than before.

He falls asleep like that, watching Dandelion. His lids fall shut without him noticing, and the next thing he knows is darkness and dreams.

The early morning brings rain, a small downpour making the world smell sweet. Geralt gets the first drop on his eyelid, the next on his chin. It takes him a moment to remember they actually have shelter, so he sits up and looks around. It is still too early for the sun to be really out, the world a little grey still.

Dandelion hadn’t woken up yet, so Geralt does them both a kindness and carries him inside the hut, putting him down on his own bedroll as he fetches the other. 

Bards are terrible when they sleep poorly.

By the time all their things are safe from the rain, Geralt is wide awake. He knows Dandelion will be asleep for another few hours, so he sits down in the doorframe, listening to the rain. Meditating doesn’t give him the same kind of rest as sleeping does, but it settles him. Gives him a chance to collect himself. 

This morning, it’s him and the morning birds. As soon as the sun rises, Roach wanders close to them. She wants her morning grains, and she tells him so very clearly. Geralt has never had a cat, nor has he ever interacted with one. But he is fairly sure Roach shares a trait, or five, with them.

As she eats, Geralt looks her over. Checking her legs, untangling knots in her mane, looking for sores and scrapes. Nothing actually ever gets close enough to hurt her, but strain can be an enemy too.

The rain lets up, and a soft mist takes its place as the water evaporates. Geralt pushes his fingers over Roach’s muscles, feeling how tense she is. He really owes her some care.

He starts on her neck, following the lines of her muscles, kneading and soothing. She has stopped eating, but she keeps her head low, relaxing under his ministrations. Then over her shoulders and the big muscles over her elbow. When he gets to the back, Dandelion has woken up and joins them outside, leaning against the hut wall.

Geralt can feel Dandelion’s eyes on him, and he becomes very aware of himself. The tunic from last night is laced open, untucked from his trousers and his hair is untied. It is not in any way immodest, and Dandelion has certainly seen him in worse states than this, but there is something in the air that Geralt can’t put the finger on.

“She looks like she is enjoying herself.” Dandelion comments when Geralt puts more weight behind the kneading, making the entire horse tilt with the movement.

“She’s earned it.” Geralt says, and tries not to react when he notices Dandelion's eyes dip to his half open shirt. He, too, is in somewhat a state. His blond curls fall over his shoulders, just a little ruffled and his white lace shirt is unlaced as well, and his sleeves are rolled up to reveal his forearms and wrists.

“She really has.” Dandelion agrees. He walks up to Roach, pats her neck, but she ignores him. “Can I help?”

Geralt smiles warmly. Dandelion never was a big fan of dirty work, but spoiling others is something he loves. Dandelions cheeks color prettily when Geralt nods and makes room for him on the other side of Roach. It does something to Geralt's insides, knowing that he put that blush there. Something warm and nice, and he very much wants to see it again.

Dandelion comes up to stand next to him, their shoulders bumping.

“What do I do?” Dandelion asks, putting a hand on Roach’s back. Geralt's eyes get stuck there for two seconds, admiring Dandelions long, nimble fingers. There are very few scars there, only barely-there freckles. He wants to reach out but-

“We follow the lines of her muscles.” Geralt begins to explain instead. “Put your hand here.”

Geralt indicates towards the withers. Dandelion reaches over, for some reason careful not to touch Geralt, and that simply won’t do. So Geralt places his hand over Dandelions, covering it and spreading their fingers. Then he guides them over Roach’s back and over her side, showing Dandelion where to put pressure.

They both jump when her tail whips Dandelion over the back, breaking the spell that came over them.

“She’s ticklish.” Geralt explains and reluctantly lets go of the other’s hand.

“So do I just…?” Dandelion asks, hand hesitantly hovering over Roach. Geralt smiles and takes pity on him, gently guiding his hand to where he wants it.

“Here. You massage the butt. Nothing can go wrong there.” Geralt says, and Dandelion snorts.

“Clearly, you have not been around butts enough.” Dandelion huffs and Geralt elbows him goodnaturedly.

“Roach can hear you.”

“Right you are. Do I just press…? Like this?”

Geralt watches Dandelion's awkward movements, letting him fret as he works over Roach’s side. He’s doing it too much like he would massage a human, trying to use the meat of his thumb as he rubs along her spine.

“No, flatten your hand and spread your fingers.” Geralt corrects him kindly. “Then put your other hand over it, putting your fingers between each other. That is the easiest grip.”

Dandelion follows his instructions. Kind of. It resembles more of what Geralt meant, but not entirely. And he is more patting her than massaging her, afraid to go against the fur. Affection, Geralt realizes. It is affection he feels surging up. And he thinks… hopes that Dandelion feels it too.

“Hang on.” Geralt murmurs, and then steps behind Dandelion, reaching around him and arranging his fingers to his liking. Roach is standing patiently and waiting, against all odds, now grazing on the grass around the little hut.

When Geralt has adjusted his grip, he places both hands over them and shows him how to rub up and down, putting some weight behind it.

Dandelion is curiously quiet, and Geralt is feeling his own nerves acting up. They don’t usually get this close on purpose. Not like this. Not with the crackling energy burning in the gap between their bodies. Not when Geralt's pulse is beating in his ears.

When he feels like Dandelion has gotten it, he lets him go slowly, letting his arms fall to his sides. But he doesn’t move away, he stays behind Dandelion and pretends like this morning is like any other. Despite the crackling, despite the nervous energy, despite everything he feels.

“You got it.” He murmurs, and then he moves back to where he stood and picks up his own massaging. He never finished this side after all.

They stand in silence, the morning birds and the lapping water of the beach creating a background to their work. Geralt sneaks a peak at Dandelion every now and then, watching him move about the muscles with more purpose than he expected. And the tip of his tongue peeking out, as it does when he is concentrating.

Eventually they finish, and it is Dandelion's turn to make instructions. He shows Geralt how to make an intricate braid in Roach’s mane, using as many as five parts at a time. It feels more like weaving, something that Geralt is a little familiar with at least, and he gets the hang of it fairly quick. Until Dandelion disappears, returning with some flowers plucked from the field.

“She is a beautiful girl. She deserves beautiful things.” He reasons, and fair. Geralt keeps working on his complicated braid, and Dandelion stands right next to him, shoulders bumping, and putting small flowers here and there into it.

When it is time to tie it off, they realize they didn’t plan that far. Dandelion rushes inside to their packs and they sacrifice a bit of torn fabric to act as a ribbon. It clashes wonderfully with the flowers and braid, but Dandelion insists that that is what art is all about.

Somewhere mid-rant about art, Roach scampers off and it’s time for a breakfast of their own. They settle on the pebbled beach, passing a piece of cheese back and forth while watching the sun play on the surface of the lake.

It’s peaceful. The clouds have cleared out and a blue sky is stretching out around them. Before lunch both of their hairs are braided, woven with flowers and tied off with an old piece of fabric.

Geralt thinks they can stay here for another night. And he hopes that before then, he will get to hold Dandelion's hand in his.

Lazy days are lovely indeed.

[ohdaim]

Hey, guys. A slightly personal but super positive update.

Although Conflagrate isn’t on hiatus anymore, it’s not quite finished like I’d hoped it would be by now. The more I worked on it throughout this year, the more it expanded, adding scenes and chapters just to have things tie together nicely, and it’s become much more ambitious than I’d originally planned. When I realized mid-May I wasn’t writing fast enough to keep up with my ideas and promises while also maintaining the quality (which I never think is good enough, but I can’t be the only person who holds themselves to absurdly high standards), I came to a complete standstill creatively. I was paralyzed by the fear of disappointing anyone, either by taking too long to complete it or by writing a completely terrible, overthought plot. Or at worst, both.

My anxiety is typically high functioning, so when it finally crept into this particular hobby, I thought I’d power through. That has not been the case. I legit think about my dumb fanfics as much as my original writing and take ideas down when I think of them, but getting myself to actually write something other than a journal entry has been stupid difficult for the past month. And every day that passes makes me feel more guilty because I’d taken a long break already to get a huge chunk of it written. How in the hell could I already need another break after posting a single chapter?

Anyway, I’ve decided to fuck that shit and write anyway, even if I’m groaning at my own prose the entire time. Even if the romance becomes too corny. Even if the smut ends up being: Ignis gets naked. “Like what you see?” he asks shyly./ “AWOOGA.” Your eyes pop out of your head, your nose bleeds, and steam comes out of your ears. "Boioinoing nice c*ck babey."

On a serious note, though, I'm continuing even if it means I have to get rid of ideas and simplify things. Even if it does disappoint people.

Like, absolutely no one asked for this explanation (lmao), and I don’t know if anyone will read this post in full. So tl;dr I am an extremely anxious fool, but I’m not going to let that stop me from writing anymore. Look forward to an update soon! :)

Please have an awful meme under the cut for your patience! It doesn’t spoil anything at all, but it is referencing a future chapter of Conflagrate so beware of that, I guess. Thanks, guys. <3

[randomfandomimagine]

💫 AU | 🖤 Angst | 💚 Angst With A Happy Ending | 🎄 Christmas | 🐻 Familial | 🌟 Fave | 💛 Fluff | 🎁 Gift | 🎃 Halloween | 💙 Hurt / Comfort | 🏳‍🌈 LGBT+ | 👤 No Reader Insert | 🌼 Platonic | 🌈 Pride | 🎵 Songfic | 💕 Soulmate AU | ❗ Trigger Warning | 💘 Valentine’s Day

Final Fantasy XV Masterlist Part 2

Series

Sunshine in the Moonlight [Prompto x OC] [Finished] 🌟

Noctis Lucis Caelum

Gif Imagines

Reuniting With Noctis

Taking A Nap With Noctis

Headcanons

Dating Noctis Lucis Caelum

Noctis Feeding His Veggies to the Chocobos 👤

Ice-Skating Pair

Prompts

“I can’t stop thinking about you and it’s driving me crazy, okay?”

“Hey, Noct! Whatcha doing? Hanging out?”

“I can finally say I’m free”

“Were you ever going to tell me?” 🖤

Oneshots

You’re A Jerk 💚

Prompto Argentum

Gif Imagines

Prompto Confessing During The Darkness 

Dancing In The Rain 🌈

Going Out To Take Photos With Prompto

Going To A Haunted House With Prompto 🎃

Playing A Prank On Prompto For Halloween 🎃

Ficlets

Finger Guns 💙

Drabbles

The Legend of Zelda 

Sweet Devil 

Pun Battles

Your Special Day 💛

Headcanons

Dating Prompto Argentum

Prompto in the Regalia

Random Prompto Argentum Headcanons

Prompto’s Stomach Aches

Cracking Your Knuckles In Front Of Prompto 

Prompto Meeting Reader’s Parents 

Prompto Cheering His S/O Up On Their Birthday 

Prompto’s Insecure Chubby S/O

Prompto’s Stronger S/O

Prompts

“Wanna sit with me in the back seat?”

“Was this ever for real?”

“I’m just tired… Travelling so much gets kinda old”

“What’s that, Prompto? You like Y/N?”

“Are you okay, miss?”

Oneshots

I’m Not Worth It 💚

I Feel It Coming 🎵💙

Evil Mastermind Noct 💛🌟

Happy Birthday, Prompto! 🌟

Love You Even More 💙

Not Leaving You 🖤

Spoil You 💛

Invisible 🎵

Christmas Gifts 🎄

Aesthetics

Prompto Argentum

Prompto + Nature 

Gladiolus Amicitia

Gif Imagines

Camping With Gladio

Ficlets

Birthday Surprise 💛

Headcanons

Dating Gladiolus Amicitia

Gladio Reacting to a Newborn Daughter 

Gladio’s Pole Dancing S/O 

Gladio’s Science Nerd S/O 

Domestic Gladio & Reader 

Prompts

“That’s enough! Noct already feels-” 💚

Oneshots

Big Change 💛

Ignis Scientia

Gif Imagines

Cooking With Ignis

Drabbles

First Big Step 💙

Horror Movies 💙

Headcanons

Dating Ignis Scientia

Parents Meeting Ignis

Ignis And Reader At The Assasins Creed Festival

Ignis Comforting Reader With Suicidal Thoughts ❗

S/O & Ticklish Ignis 

Affectionate Ignis 

Ignis’ S/O When He’s Stressed 

Rainy Day In

Prompts

“Anything for you, my love” 💛

“I said what I said” 💛

Oneshots

Expert Mode 💛

Chocobros

Preferences

Babysitting 

Affections 

Boyish Clothes 

Christmas With The Chocobros 🎄

S/O With Overprotective Parents 

Surprise Christmas Party 🎄

Dress Shoping 

How You Met

Insecure 

Princess of the Wolves 

Hugging The Boys

Saying I Love You

Headcanons

Chocobros Hogwarts Houses 👤

Chocobros Reacting to their Kids Coming Out As Trans 

Halloween Trick or Treating With Chocobros + Cor + Nyx 

Chocobros and Home-Loving S/O 

Tickle Fight With The Chocobros 

Chocobros and Tsundere S/O 

Big Softie S/O 

Cheer Up 

Christmas Movies With the Chocobros 🎄

Homemade Presents for the Chocobros 🎄

Christmas Horror Movies With the Chocobros 🎄

Exams Season 

S/O In Low Temperatures 

Chocobros Meeting Their S/O’s Twin 

Badass S/O 

Chocobros Nicknames 

Convention 

Switch Weapons 👤👤

Youtubers Chocobros 

College Chocobros 💫

Male Kingslaive S/O 

Ice Skating 

Prom With The Chocobros 

Chocobros And Reader Under The Mistletoe 🎄

Chocobros’ Confident Curvy S/O 

Prompts

“I know you have trouble letting people in after what happened”

Scenarios

Love Triangle // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4

They’re Sick 

Oblivious 

You’re Sick 

Dog Cupid 

Female 

You’re Injured 

Oneshots

Halloween Festival [Interactive] 🎃

Nyx Ulric

Headcanons

Dating Nyx Ulric 

Nyx Being Protective Of You

Nyx Coming Home To Tipsy Reader

Cindy Aurum

Gif Imagines

Going On A Walk With Cindy

Headcanons

Dating Cindy Aurum 

Misc

Gif Imagines

Dating Gladio & Befriending Iris

Preferences

Hugging The Girls 

Saying I Love You To The Girls

Headcanons

Dating Prompto & Being Noctis’ Sibling 

Dating Noctis & Your Twin Being His Best Friend 

Noctis and Prompto Studying 

Gladio & Prompto Waking Up Their S/O 

Gladio & Prompto’s S/O’s Heartbeat

Noctis & Prompto’s S/O On A Haunted House 🎃

Noctis’ Sibling & Gladio’s S/O When Noct’s Gone  

Fics

Fever 💙👤

[secret-engima]

Pericar Leonis was born screaming. He seemed angry at the world for years, his blue eyes snapping fire. So it was a shock when Peri was found in the newborn Prince’s nursery, calmly feeding him a perfectly prepared bottle, steel eyes soft for once. Never mind how a toddler had found his way out of his room and past all the guards to get to the Prince, never mind he’d prepared a bottle and successfully fed the baby, his peace was the biggest shock. His pronouncement of “mine” at the birth (1/2)

Anonymous said: (2/2) was perhaps something they should have paid more attention to. That night started a hair raising precedent. There was a slight worry that Noctis wouldn’t learn to walk, Peri was determined to carry him everywhere. Combat training was the only time guaranteed to take Peri away from his young charge. As soon as training was over, Peri would be right back at Noctis’ side, handing the Prince whatever had attracted his attention. ‘Nothing is going to happen this time,’ Peri once Gladio swore

Anonymous said: 3/2 in his mind. ‘I don’t care if I have to fight the Astrals all myself. You won’t have to die for the Dawn.’ He was a Sword, not a Shield anymore, but he wouldn’t let that matter.

Me: Stop tempting me with this lovely angsty AU-

*sighs and quietly adopts the new bunny*

Don’t ... really like the name Pericar? Sorry? Imma go with Certus Leonis.

No one is sure ... what to make of the bby Leonis. The one that got basically dumped on the Citadel’s doorstep with a note and a paternity test that the Citadel doctors later confirmed. Cor loves his son, of course he does, but he also can tell that his son ... is angry. Has been angry and raw around the edges from six months old.

Then his son is four and he’s found in the royal nursery, carefully feeding the baby prince with a look of ... adoration. Calm. In his eyes. It is the quietest, gentlest Cor has ever seen his son, utterly devoted to the infant in his arms. No one knows how he got in or why, but he’s there now and it quickly becomes evident that trying to separate them is a Bad Idea.

At first they worry Certus will be too rough, but he never is. At first they fear he will stunt Noctis’s growth or spoil him, but Certus doesn’t. He is always firm but kind, and Cor has seen his son drop whatever he’s doing and leave the room to throw a temper tantrum of his own rather than take it out on Noctis. Noctis’s first steps are witnessed by Certus, and it is in Certus’s shadow that the boy quickly learns to toddle around, asking questions that Certus always answers with patience. Regis sadly jokes that Certus is trying to steal his position as Noctis’s father, Cor doesn’t laugh. Inwardly all the adults are ... a bit worried at the nigh-fanatical level of loyalty Certus gives Noctis, loyalty that extends to little Ignis the moment they meet.

Backing up in time a little, when Noctis is maybe a year old, Cor has to go on a mission to Niflheim. He comes back with a baby. He’s exhausted, sitting in Regis’s suite holding the child as they try to decide what to DO with the baby when Certus ambles in. Whatever reason he had for barging into Regis’s suite (probably looking for his returned dad) is forgotten when he spots the baby in Cor’s arms.

Cor feels a swell of dread when his little son trundles over and holds out his arms imperiously for the baby, “Mine.”

“We’re not keeping him.”

Certus freezes and Cor is definitely remembering that “may your children be just like you” curse because that Look in his son’s eye is the same he had when running off to fight Gilgamesh, “My baby brother.”

Cor backpedals, hoping this is a misunderstanding he can clear, “He’s not mine, Certus. I just ... found him. He needs proper parents.”

“You’re a proper parent,” says Certus far too steadily for a normal five year old, “You found him, you keep him.”

Regis leans forward, “That’s- that’s not how childcare works, Certus. Cor is already very busy caring for you and doing his duty, a baby-”

“I’ve taken care of Noct, I can take care of this one,” Certus says stubbornly.

The conversation devolves from there until ... Cor isn’t sure what happened. He thinks Certus threatened to hurt himself if they took the baby away, a too-bright look in his eye that meant he was serious, and no protests could sway him, especially not after Cor was dumb enough to say that the baby was a security risk because he’d been stolen from a Nif lab.

He’s pretty sure if Certus had been taller, he would have punched Cor in the mouth for saying that.

It ends with Certus possessively holding a distressed Nif baby, rocking him back and forth and cooing lovingly, “It’s okay, Prom, I’m here. You’re staying with me now. I won’t let anything happen to you, and you can play with Noct all day, and when you’re big enough we’ll get you a camera, an’ everything will be okay. Shhh Prompto, it’s okay.”

And that is how Cor ends up with kid number 2 and Noctis grows up with a blond playmate that he sees so often the two think for years they’re actual brothers. Certus is so proud of himself. The adults are ... Professionally Concerned. Was Cor like this as a child? Cor can’t remember and they didn’t meet him until he was 13 so...

Certus clearly has Cor’s Fite Me gene though, as the only way to pry him clear of the kids is to throw weapons training at him, which he excels at and pushes for all the time, trying to turn himself into a tiny weapon and getting angry when Cor, who remembers how messed up being a weapon himself made him, refuses to let him go that far.

After Noctis turns four and Regis learns of the Prophecy though, Regis is ... grateful for Certus. Certus is the head of Noctis’s little budding Retinue, the Sword and leader just like Ignis is the Hand and little Prompto is the Heart and Gladio is the Shield (who does so look up to Certus, which seems to wig Certus out a little for unexplained reasons). His son ... his son has good friends. His son will have a good life. Before the end.

He thinks that right up until Certus is fifteen and decides to blow Cor’s record for recklessness out of the water by running away for three weeks and coming back with the CHANCELLOR OF NIFLHEIM IN TOW. WHO WANTS TO DEFECT.

Said Chancellor, who has just been beaten in a duel by a spiteful fifteen year old with a too old soul and a crazy plan to REALLY tick off the Astrals that was tempting enough to make Ardyn roll with it, is smug and deadly and shifty right up until Certus siccs Noct and Prompto on him.

Ardyn is not prepared for the Chosen King and the escaped MT to be this Cute™.

Help. Help they’re looking at him with puppy eyes. Help he’s getting attached already. Certus this is CHEATING.

Certus, smugly, “Learned from watching the best.”

Ardyn, who is aware of the time-travel thing and that Certus has been on the receiving end of Ardyn’s Grand Plot, “I TAUGHT YOU TOO WELL.”

[thechocoboos]

Actually I do.. Would you mind writing some headcanons of Ardyn and Ignis raising a kid or two together? I really like the idea of them being dad's Especially of a little girl! :3

these hcs have been sitting on my pc gathering dust for the past... 6 months, so I finished ‘em up and here they are! This hcs made me soft ngl

Ignis and Ardyn Raising a Daughter Together

I feel like Ardyn and Ignis have a little bit of a competition sometimes as to who can be the best dad

They love to spoil their little girl, albeit Ardyn definitely takes the cake on that one

He loves to buy her everything she wants, unless it’s downright a waste

She wants another teddy bear? Ardyn’s already bought two new ones

Another game that she really really had her eye on? BOUGHT IT

Ignis is able to convince Ardyn to at least put some of those toys and presents away for Christmas or her birthday, but it’s near impossible to stop him from spoiling her

Ignis, on the other hand, spoils her in subtle ways

He gets their daughter what she needs, and by golly, he likes to get the damn good stuff. Hair brushes of the finest quality, the softest bed sheets, the most insulating thermoses..

They just really love to spoil her

Ignis is the one that takes her to doctor’s appointments, but Ardyn takes her to the dentist ones (Ignis highkey hates the dentist)

When she first came into their lives, Ardyn promptly quit his job to be a stay at home dad (he was pretty sick of his job anyways)

Ignis does have a tough love approach to things, like he definitely assigns her chores and expects her to make her bed and keep her room clean, but he also knows when to be soft and listen

Ardyn is the “more fun” parent of the two

He’s the one who will give in to mischief and laugh if she does something like playing a prank, and arguably he encourages it

However, if she does something that is most definitely wrong, he’s also the one who will react more strongly to it

The puppy dog eyes work on neither of them, although Ardyn sometimes pretends they do

Ignis makes all her lunches and leaves her cute little notes, and Ardyn likes to scribble in a little doodle or his own note alongside it

They are proud of every single thing that their daughter does, and Ignis 100% subtly brags about his daughter at work (he likes to also keep a family pic of himself, Ardyn, and their daughter on his desk too)

As their daughter grows up, Ardyn and Ignis try to respect her growing independence and try to raise her to be not just a fully functioning member of society, but also as someone who will do great things

As she grows up, it’s honestly much harder for Ardyn to let go

Ignis struggles too, but he’s able hide it more

Ardyn, on the other hand, doesn’t want his little girl to grow up and not need her dads anymore

This leads to some arguments down the road, and later in life, it honestly ends up being the source of quite a few bigger fights

Ardyn likes to tease her partners when she’s a teen, and surprisingly, Ignis is the one who raises a judgemental gaze to them

Her partners always leave her house a little uncertain from the mixed signals, with Ardyn’s “I’m a cool dad” vibes and Ignis’ subtle “oh you want to major in philosophy” judgemental gazes and “hmm”s they’re never quite sure what to think

If their daughter ends up being gay or bi or ace or aro or pan or anything else, they’re defo incredibly supportive and make sure to let her know that

Also: with Ignis being apart of the bros, their little girl grows up with many uncles aunts

There’s no escaping that kind of support system for sure

During those times when Ignis has to go away on business trips, Ardyn always turns it into a fun little vacation of his own

Ignis never lets them eat in the living room or stay up late, so that’s exactly what Ardyn does

Ardyn takes their daughter out for fastfood a couple nights and they take it back home where Ardyn throws a blanket out on the floor of the living room as a little “picnic” while they stay up late watching movies and dumb TV shows

Sometimes Ignis comes home late at night a day early, and he’ll see their daughter half asleep on a cocoon of blankets with Arydn absent-mindedly watching some comedy-action movie

Ignis usually finds it so cute that he doesn’t even mind the crumbs when he joins Ardyn at the couch with a small smile and a shake of his head

He usually says something like, “If her sleep schedule goes to shit, it’ll be your fault.”

In summary, they’re very doting dads, even though sometimes they struggle with the knowledge that their daughter is gonna have to grow up and be on her own one day

Even with that, they’ll always be there for her no matter where she ends up

[amarabliss]

Oaths and Hearts - 18 (Ignis Scientia/Reader)

So this is a crossover between FFXV and Dragon Age Inquisition.

You fell through a rift into the fade fighting the demons you swore to protect your world from. When you popped out you were no longer in the lands of Ferelden instead trapped in Insomnia. The gracious king allowed you to say recognizing power when he saw it. One thing led to another and now you were part of the procession of the prince to his wedding years later. Before the final battle, after years of fighting, losses, and love…your friend…your king…Noctis has asked you to change it all…

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11  Part 12  Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16  Part 17

Ignis yawned as he walked onto the site of construction. He took in a deep breath before raising his coffee up for a drink. His peace was broken by Gladio giving his two cents, “Duel wielding is illegal in some countries.”

Ignis turned giving him an exasperated look, “I know for a fact that duel wielding is completely legal in Insomnia, but I suppose you’re referring to my coffee and thermos.”

“Rough night still?” Gladio looked at him with concern.

“Her contractions are getting more frequent.” Ignis brought the cup up again, “She nearly said it was time last night.”

“She did?” Gladio’s eyes widened before he smiled, “Wow…It’s hard to believe you’re going to be a dad soon.”

“Did it happen? Are we uncles!?” Prompto ran up to him.

“Do you really think he’d be here if Y/N had the baby?” Noctis walked over wearing a safety hat on smirking, “Better get used to sleepless nights buddy.”

“So, I have been reminded daily.” Ignis sighed before setting his thermos on a bench, “Enough about me, where are we in the project?”

“Iggy…” Noct stepped close to him, “we do have a handle on this. You can go and get some rest.”

Ignis smiled at him, “I appreciate the concern, but I am getting enough rest. Y/N assures me we still have a couple of weeks…”

He looked at them all staring at him. Gladio was the first to speak, “Did you…read that in a book?”

“I…no…she just…I trust her.” Ignis set his empty cup down, “She is a woman after all…”

“Ignis, babies aren’t like calendars…” Gladio sighed shaking his head, “I can’t even remember the amount of false alarms my mom and dad had with Iris…and she was early…like three weeks early.”

Ignis stared at him a moment before shaking his head a little, “This is different.”

“You’re delusional!” Prompto rolled his eyes before smiling, “Regardless…I have the camera close by so we can get all the pictures we need when our little man arrives.”

“Our?” Ignis watched him and Gladio walking toward the contractor.

“Yeah…” Noctis smiled at him, “You’re the first of us to have a kid. We’re excited and knowing your baby is a little man…expect many gifts and a spoiled rotten kid. At least for a little while…”

Ignis looked at him, “You are Luna have talked then…”

“More then that.” Noct blushed a little, “She has her duties and I have mine, but…we can’t help wanting more then just our kingdoms and responsibilities.”

“Well…in time, you’ll get your wish.” Ignis put a hand on his shoulder, “You’re both young yet…”

“You say that as if you’re so much older then I am.” Noct laughed as they both walked to catch up with the others.

“In terms of maturity, until recently…” Ignis smirked chuckling as Noct glared at him a little.

The work was hard and honest. Rebuilding took manpower they didn’t have and everyone had begun to wear thin. But hope was in the future.

Luna had convinced Altissia to send aid sooner than later. The boys capture of the crystal had made a significant impact in how the world viewed Insomnia's young king. Not to mention the flocks of Insomnian citizens returning home. Everyone wanted to help.

It was the beginning of a new world view. Status barely mattered, just assisting your fellow man was enough.

Ignis looked up at the bright blue sky wiping is brow. Noctis had decided that rebuilding the hospital and other public venues needed to be priority one. The people rallied behind and progress was good despite the lack of supplies and people.

“Ignis!” The alarmed cry from below Drew is attention away from a flock of flying birds. It was Libertus and Tor running up to the work crews.

“Right here…what’s wrong?” He pushed through the crowd to get to them.

“Its time.” The both told him breathless, “She…Y/N…she’s…”

“What?” Ignis felt his hair practically stand on end as he shook his head, “No…no we’re supposed to have more time…we…”

“Iggy…” He looked at Gladio who stepped up next to him with Prompto, “it’s time…”

“But…nothing’s ready. I was supposed…I…we don’t even have a crib…” Ignis frowned putting a hand to his forehead.

“Hey hey!” Prompto waved his hands at him, “You only have one thing to worry about right now and that’s getting to Y/N and helping her. That’s your job right now.”

Ignis looked at him finding a strange comfort from his words before he nodded, “Right…yes, of course.”

“So, let’s get you there as fast as we can.” Noctis stepped up next to him putting his arm around Ignis’ shoulders, “Hold on.”

Ignis had warped before in short spurts when he and Noct performed maneuvers in battle. Galdio and Prompto both said that it made them sick afterwards. Ignis didn’t find he had that problem until now as his nerves fell into overdrive.

“Breathe Specs.” Noct reminded him as they landed already halfway to their destination.

Ignis looked at him seeing sweat drip down his friend’s face, “Noct, I can manage the rest.”

“Nonsense…” Noct shook his head warping to the next spot taking in a deep breath, “I can get you a bit closer.”

“Noct…” Ignis gently pushed him away toward a bench, “Sit…call Gladio and Prompto to come pick you up…”

As he turned away he heard Noct speak, “You’re gonna be great…just…breathe.”

Ignis looked back at him giving him a sturdy nod before turning back and taking off in a run. Every single step felt like fire began coursing through him. He didn’t know how to be a father…his was taken from him when he was young.

Not that his father hadn’t done well…but he remembered Roderick. His father was kind and gentle, but always seeking the truth and never giving up to find it. Brief images of riding his shoulders through their home, a proud smile, dancing in the kitchen…

He burst into the Citadel rushing to the stairs feeling his legs beginning to burn. As he pushed the door open, he heard a loud wail and he felt his stomach drop. He walked forward pushing through people standing in the hall. Nurses, doctors, patients…

“Y/N…” He heard Dr. Reed speaking, “Y/N you have to calm down…”

“What’s going on?” Ignis pushed forward and a nurse intercepted him as Dr. Reed turned around, “Dr. Reed…”

“Mr. Scientia…” Dr. Reed stepped close to him, “There’s been a…complication…”

“Complication…” Ignis eyes jumped to the open door as something crashed inside and you let out another groan, “Y/N!?”

Dr. Reed put his hands on Ignis’ chest with the nurse, “I can’t let you in there.”

“Ignis…” Your voice sounded weak and scared.

“Get out the way.” Ignis began pushing through them but was held back, “Move!”

“It’s too dangerous!” Dr. Reed raised his voice, “If I let you in there, there is a chance you will not walk out.”

“I don’t care, my wife needs me. Now move.” Ignis voice was low as he glared at the doctor feeling their hands move off him. He adjusted his shirt before stepping into the room.

His eyes widened as the scorch marks on the walls and floor. All the medical equipment was strewn about away from you. You were standing gripping onto the bed railing shaking.

“Y/N…” He began to step forward, but you raised you hand toward him.

“Stay back…” You turned shaking your hair from your sweating face, “…you…you have to leave.”

He stood still staring at you, “Y/N…I will not leave you. Not now…not ever…”

“I-I can’t control it…” You cringed putting you hand to your stomach letting out a painful groan. He took your distracted state to his advantage stepping right over to you. Your eyes opened and you started shaking your head, “No…No Ignis…”

“Shh…” He took your hand tightly in his as his other reached up pushing your hair away from your eyes, “We knew this might happen…”

Your face contorted as tears slipped down your face, “It’s so much worse…it’s so…”

“Shh…” He kissed your forehead, “We’re going to do this together…people with magic have been having babies for thousands of years from your land, you said so yourself.”

You let out another loud guttural groan as contractions came upon you, with it came an uncontrolled spell of chained lighting. It erupted through the floor around them. It was as he expected, his proximity to you protected him from the spell.

“Dr. Reed…” Ignis looked over at the door, “Be ready with everything you need for the baby…we’re doing this alone until we need you…assist with advisements only, do not enter unless I tell you.”

Dr. Reed confirmed as Ignis began turning you toward him have you hold onto his shoulders for support. You hands dug into his shoulders painfully, “I shouldn’t have….done this…mages shouldn’t…there’s too much chaos…I could hurt someone…you…our baby…”

“None of that…you are exactly as you should be…now look at me…” He brushed your hair away from your face, “You’re strong…”

“No…” You shut your eyes hanging your head again.

He lifted your chin looking into your eyes, “Yes. The strongest person I know. You fell through worlds, lost everyone and everything you ever knew, adjusted to an insane new lifestyle…with insane new people.”

“Y/N…you don’t remember but you traveled in time itself to save your family…the one we’re starting here and now…” He pressed his forehead against yours and smiled, “For a daughter we will one day have…so believe me when I say, you can do this.”

“Ignis…ooo….” You balled up his shirt in your hands as another contraction overtook you.

“It’s time.” Dr. Reed spoke from the doorway, “You’re going to have to push…I…I suggest laying down…”

“No…” You shook your head, “No…I…”

“It’s alright…we can stand…” He looked around the room before helping you toward a chair, “Brace yourself on this…I’ll need to be below to catch him.”

You nodded as you took in a deep shuddered breath grabbing onto the chair with one hand, “If…”

“I won’t let it come to that.” He took your other hand pressing it to his lips shutting his eyes. You wanted him to put you under if it came to it. You had researched c-sections, and even Dr. Reed had considered it but felt your concerns weren’t merited.

He could see Dr. Reed was reconsidering his position as he looked back as he reached for some gloves, “Doctor?”

“Ignis, you’ll need to reach up and check her cervix…based on her contractions…I’m positive she’s ready, but to be sure… insert two fingers…” He walked Ignis through what he was and wasn’t supposed to feel. Based on what was described back to him Dr. Reed confirmed full dilation, “The next time you feel a contraction you need to bear down…deep breath…and push…Ignis you’re going to see the head first…and gravity will probably work quickly.”

Ignis looked up at you as begin letting out quick short breaths trying you best to remain in control, “Darling…we do it now…just let go and think of Ulric.”

You nodded as you adjusted as the contraction wracked your body. He saw the immense strain you began to put on yourself as you pushed letting out a warrior’s scream. He could indeed see you taking down hordes of demons and dragons for those you loved in that moment. The moment you were becoming a mother, the joining a league of strongest forces the universe could create. His focus shifted quickly from your face to the small life beginning to join them in this world.

The process repeated. He hardly acknowledged the lights shattering above them as the storm you let loose raged everywhere around them. His heartbeat was so loud as he couldn’t hear his voice as he instructed you for one final push.

Then everything happened so fast…he was holding his crying son in his hands. Tears flooded into his eyes as he spoke, “He’s here…he’s here…”

“He…Ig…Ignis…” You looked back at them both.

Ignis saw your small smile before your legs started to give out. With precision reflexes he was up catching you with his one arm, “Y/N…”

“Go, go!” He heard behind him as he set your tired form into the chair. Nurses and Dr. Reed rushed into the room around them.

One nurse made eye contact with him taking his son from him to be examined. His eyes went back to you as they carefully lifted you to the bed. Dr. Reed confirmed everything had gone well as you began to come back eyes cracking back open when Ulric began to cry.

“…mm…my baby…” You reached up weakly and Ignis took your hand.

“He’s right here…just one more moment.” He whispered moving in to kiss your forehead, “You did so well my love.”

“Here we go…” A smiling nurse came back holding Ulric in a clean blanket as he cried, “meet your momma…”

Tears flooded his Ignis’ eyes again as you were handed him. Instantly his son’s cries disappeared as you pressed your cheek against his head, and the most miraculous sight occurred. A spell he’d only ever seen you use once to save everyone in battle rushed over everyone in the room.

Every nerve that had been set afire calmed in his body as tingling warmth replaced it. He felt energy being restored, as did everyone else who had their anxiety shooting through the roof. A knight’s resurgence…a revival.

You looked up at him as the calm feeling fell over everyone in the room, “Ignis…he’s wonderful…”

“He is…” A nurse handed him some towels to clean up before he leaned back to his family touching and kissing them both, “You both are…”

After sometime everyone shuffled around before taking Ulric back to be put in the nursery to give you time to be tended to. Before you were wheeled away you grabbed his arm, “Don’t leave him…”

There was such fear in your eyes, he could not refuse you. He followed the nurse down the hall looking in the bassinet at his perfect creation. Having no traditional facilities yet, they had converted a small office into the nursery.

“Would you like to hold him again, dad?” The nurse smiled at Ignis as she finished reswaddling him.

“I…” He wasn’t really given the option as she placed the boy back in his arms. He choked up looking at him, “I love you…I love you so much.”

Ulric fussed a little as he brought him up kissing his little hands. Staring at him made all time seem to stop that he didn’t notice three onlookers standing in the doorway until he heard the sound of a shutter. He looked up seeing Prompto snapping photos grinning just as big as the other two.

“How long have you been there?” Ignis walked over to them.

Noctis beamed up at him, “Oh…just fifteen minutes or so…”

“You should have said something.” Ignis bobbed his arms up and down as Ulric began to move a little, “But that’s beside the point…everyone…meet Ulric.”

“Wow…” Gladio whispered reaching over touching Ignis’ arm gently, “You did good.”

“I’ll say…hey little dude!” Prompto whispered, “I’m your Uncle Prompto…and I’m gonna be your favorite!”

“Nah…his uncle the king will be.” Noct nudged the blonde a little getting everyone to chuckle.

“We got him something.” Gladio stepped out into the hall before coming back inside holding a bag.

Ignis watched as the boys smirked at him before pulling out a book, “Oh…well it’s a little early…”

“Well in time he’s gonna want to know about everything…this is just a fun way to do it.” Gladio stepped in opening the book to show Ignis, “It’s yours and Y/N’s story minus some parts, plus others…see…”

Ignis looked at a beautifully illustrated child’s book showing how you met them all including Nyx, but everyone was drawn in a cartoonish way. Gladio flipped through it and it showed you both going on a date in Altissia, then fighting side by side to save Noct all the way leading up to being brought home.

“It’s wonderful…thank you…” He looked at them all before turning to Noctis who had nonstop been staring at the small child in his arms since he walked over, “Would you like to hold him?”

“Oh I…” Noct began to shake his head.

“There is no one I would trust more with son.” Ignis told him gently handing him over, “Support his head…”

Noct looked at Ulric and smiled before looking at Ignis, “So how’s it feel? We heard it was a special type of delivery.”

Ignis sat down looking up at them, “I never anticipated delivering him myself…but I can’t imagine doing it any other way…When I held him…it was…it was like everything inside me began to reset and reform…there’s really no words…except that I love him. I love him and I would do anything for him.”

He lifted his glasses off his face wiping the sudden tears away as the boys crowded around him in support. Everything was finally right in the world. Everything was just as it should be…

[breezy-cheezy]

I finished Final Fantasy 7 Remake

Long story short, I loved it!! So much!! And there’s alot I wanna rant about so here we are. A review of sorts?? Major spoilers ahead! 

And if y’all think you’re immune to spoilers because you played the original FF7, YOU ARE NOT. Lots of new stuff here....just warning y’all.

Although! I did find this great looking walkthrough playlist if anyone’s interested and can’t play the thing themselves? Idk how complete it is with the details, but from a glance it looks nice! 

- FIRST OF ALL the music in it all is amazing!!! From the menu song all throughout, I got Emotional. All the rehashings of Aerith’s theme?? Tifa’s theme?? The FF7 main theme here are there?? AMAZING!!!! I need to find a tracklist or something there are so many versions of the songs specific to the scenes they played in and I die??? Man it is Good. 

- On the music front, I really enjoyed the Jukebox feature! So they could add in old classic songs that story-wise couldn’t appear yet...good nostalgia there. 

- Lil disclaimer, I played the original FF7 fairly recently, on Steam. HOWEVER. I played Crisis Core years ago, and watched Advent Children, etc. And Final Fantasy music has been a staple homework playlist for me for ages now.... So yes I’m new to the whole FF7 original story. But not new in how most people are...it’s a weird situation lol. Like I knew the general FF7 story for awhile but just recently filled the details....

- The gameplay is awesome!! I wasn’t great at it, but...tbh it felt like mechanics combo of the original FF7, FF15, annnnd Kingdom Hearts :D Also appreciated it PAUSED when you picked out commands lol. Loved upgrading weapons. Loved working with materia. I wish there were like...ways to save a materia set so you could easily switch over when your characters were switched out though X’’’’D 

- Biggs is Aro/Ace

- Cloud is VERY Aro/Ace

- Tifa might be Ace

- I decided long ago (in my Crisis Core phase) that Sephiroth is Aro/Ace. There’s nothing to “prove it” in this game but I’m holding to it. I have claimed these characters askjdhuiwdhguerhgr

- Side note, slightly related, but I love how the relationships shone in this remake?? Lots of casual, comfortable touch with Tifa and Cloud (in which Cloud seems in general pretty touch averse due likely to Trauma) in a “we’ve known each other our whole lives” way and gosh I love them. Aerith with Cloud is adorable. Barret!!! Was characterized SO WELL here, and I love him way more than I ever did!! Barret and Tifa interactions as well were so heartfelt and wonderful aaaaaa how good

- Like...Barret haaaates Cloud in the beginning. But somewhere along the way he adopts Cloud instead and ain’t that fantastic?? He just can’t contain how much he cares about others and especially his daughter and goSH I love him. 

- Aerith!! I love her!! She gave such a vibe that she knows more than she says, but is still so cute and sweet and sassy I LOVE!!!! Also that scene in the train graveyard with baby Aerith ;;~;; 

- Also

Cloud: You need any help??

Aerith, climbing a ladder: I’m fine. You don’t need to treat me like a princess or anything~~~

*ladder breaks*

Aerith, completely serious: s h * t.

I LAUGH

- Cloud was actually really cute with kids!!!!! 

- I think I saw a post where they talked about how much more consistent characterizations were here?? I have to agree. I feel some stuff was lost in translation while playing FF7 original, and it felt alot more put together, character-wise, here. I feel like some of that was learned from FF15 and its success with character relationships?? It was Good. 

_ I rambled about this before, but Wall Market was every bit as embarrassing as you would think. *covers face*

- Also I thought it was interesting how they handled who was in your party when! A little annoying sometimes though, switching materia around!!! DX I also really wanted to actually PLAY Red XIII/Nanaki....but sure make him an NPC, whatever. (I am grateful he healed me often.)

- *me when Nanaki shows up* AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! THERE HE IS!!!!!!! (sidenote, in the original, I didn’t wanna call him by his experiment name. He’s the only character I changed the name of. The name I picked? Ignis. :”D )

- The motorcycle segments were ANNOYING AS HECK, especially that last one in escaping the Shinra building DX The game forced your camera to focus on the boss and that made the controls VERY ANNOYING. Cool to watch tho.

- I actually almost completed the game boss fight chain early last night!! But RIGHT when I got to Sephiroth, the family demanded I get off the TV for their use D: all that progress....I had to redo ALOT. DX 

- STILL the fights were VERY cool! Reminded me of KHII end alot actually, jumping around on broken floating buildings and whatnot?? Also the creature looked like a HUGE DARKSIDE heartless lol

- There’s actually alot in this remake that gives alot of a KH feel to me?? Nomura I see you....

- *screeching the One Winged Angel theme still not knowing the words* 

- I LOVED how they showed scenes of the future in the end?? Probably ripped from Advent Children, but?? The characters actually seeing that?? Going “this CAN’T be our future!!” Yo. Also it’s implied it might not HAPPEN now going against destiny and all. I know alot of people are pissed but I am EXCITED. I’m all for a fix-it fic game thank YOU. 

- Speaking of fix-it: ZACK. ZAAAAAACK!!!!!! It’s implied he’s alive in one reality so WHERE IS HE??????? I’m so curious about this new story. I’m gonna eat up theories. I want!! To see!! My baby boy!!!!!! to be Fair (haha) I spoiled myself knowing he was in the game but I didn’t know WHEN!!!

- This is terrible, but I love how much they expressed how NOT OK Cloud is. His mental state is awful, but boi won’t talk about it. 

- Like I know it’s in the original, but it comes up ALOT more in the remake, and the flashbacks/brain short out moments are more obvious in HD for sure. Plus Cloud’s eyes seem more green there, which is a great touch!! Also the incredible FORESHADOWING it brought. Love it. Please someone help this idiot with his headaches....

- I did get annoyed with the whole scene in Hojo’s lab. Cloud’s walking like a zombie toward where Jenova is, saying CONCERNING things, and NO ONE reaches out until he outright collapses? We all just gonna stand back and watch?? Sure ok. 

- Hojo is absolutely disgusting and horrifying and exactly how I imagined him, creators did great job.

- Also why does no one use curaga in these character death scenes???? Potion? Anything????Hello??????

- I was so relieved Wedge (and one of his 3 cats) got to live, and then devastated when they chucked him out a window last minute ;;A;; still. I didn’t see a body. Maybe he’s ok.....*sobs*

- I WAS NOT EXPECTING BIGGS TO BE SEEN IN RECOVERY THO YEEEEESSSSS (I love ANY sign that they DID manage to change the future a little...I thought he was dead!!) Fun fact! The one part I legitimately started crying was when Biggs “died”! Hhhhhhhhhh

- Those dang dementors huh? X’’’D Whispers of fate...there to make sure the story goes according to the original game basically. Does that make the whispers the purist fans of FF7? ...please don’t kill me for that comment sidfiushguigerha

- I just wanna say making a game ABOUT making a remake (that is different from the original) and the struggles in that is VERY meta and so clever and delightful and I LOVE IT. I really wanna see what happens next....

All in all I spent 52 hours on this game. WAY more than I expected for only covering Midgar. And I ENJOYED it!! Some parts felt like the story was being dragged/padded, but most of the time I didn’t care. Also there’s even more to do?? Apparently I missed some scenes....I don’t have time for now, but maybe someday. Or maybe I’ll just look them up ;;7;; 

It’s a good game y’all!!

[moonraccoon-exe]

I love all your stuff with regclar and gladnis so I thought of a few questions for you to answer, Love ... ;)) According to your regclar A/B/O verse, Gladio is an alpha and therefore Iggy would be an omega. However, I imagine that Regis and Clarus tried for pups but had many miscarriages in the beginning of their marriage so when they heard that Iggy and Gladio were expecting, what was their reaction? :) WELCOME BACK OLD PAL!

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU’RE A CUPCAKE, I SEE HAVE A WARM HELLO!!! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ.｡ｏ♡

((gonna keep answering to you under the headcanons))

Aaaw, the scenario you propose is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sweet and cute omg!!! MY HEART IS SO FULL ;-; <3 

I see Iggy as a good beta, but for the sake of Gladnis he’d make a great omega, yes! Aaw, Regis and Clarus having tried for pups and having miscarriages is such a sad scenario, but it also sounds so accurate...? Perhaps what with Regis (and the Lucis Caelum line in general) being frail when it comes to health and such ;-; THE POOR BABIES

Okeh then, let’s get to work!

A/B/O verse: Regis & Clarus react to Gladnis expecting

Iggy and Gladio knew of the hard time Regis and Clarus had to have kids, so they could only imagine this meant a lot to them. Hence, they didn’t just drop the news, they wanted to make it a little more special. 

Have you ever seen one of those “Man knows he’s going to be grandpa” videos? Basically Regclar’s whole reaction <3

Iggy and Gladio were to have lunch with Regclar. By the time they finished and were just talking, Gladio and Iggy said they had a gift. 

Clarus is like >:| all wary because these two can be pranksers when they want, and a gift in no special ocassion? Definitely up to something suspicious!

Regis starts opening the gift and fishes what’s inside and it’s- a onesie?

At first Regis and Clarus are like ?? staring at it

Then, basically at the same time, both gasp and turn to look at Gladnis with this...glow. This face just...shocked, and so bright, with these eyes so pure and wide, and so hopeful. Like, the face of hope, it’s just undescribable.

Regis is holding the onesie tight, tight, like he’s holding on for dear life, eyes wide, gleaming, and teary, just looking at Ignis in disbelief. Clarus covered his mouth for a moment, not taking the eyes off the onesie, then he glanced between the two. Gladnis don’t even need to say anything, they just smile at the good papas.

“...really?” Regis asks, but it’s just...this tiny, miserable, pathetic little whisper. Like if they say ‘no’ the entire world will end for real, almost like he doesn’t want to ask.

When Gladnis say yes, Regis just. Breaks. Something in his eyes goes breaks, and he turned to look at Clarus. The Shield seemed like wanting to stay up, but when he makes eye contact with Regis his lower lip quivers and he gets teary in a second. 

It gets really sad in a very pretty way? Regis leans into Clarus’ shoulder and starts crying, and all Clarus can do is hug him and start crying quietly too. It’s sort of bittersweet, because it’s a happy moment but they can’t help it but cry because it’s just...IT���S SO MUCH

Gladnis get up and reach to hug them because ow, my god, how would they not? 

After they calm down, it’s still sniffling and some tear cleaning, but they start asking; since when? Ooh, dear, is it going okay, how are you doing? Oh dear, I’m sorry, it’s just...I’m just so happy for you two :’( 

Neither Regis nor Clarus could sleep that night. It was a mix of overwhelming emotions. It was excitement, eagerness, worry, shock, and the bittersweet sensation of before. 

Straight away, both Regis and Clarus get into a very protective mode with them, particularly Iggy, and they get super attentive. It can even rub in overprotection, so Gladio tries to tell them when they don’t have to worry too much but doesn’t have the heart to tell them off, because he understands. It’s not just some overreacting grandparents to be being excessively spoiling, it’s a pair of grandparents to be who went through a really tough time losing kids before getting to have them, so of course they must be remembering and worrying over it happening again :(

Regis particularly can’t seem to get off Ignis and giving him attention.

Clarus thinks he’s not being more protective than he needs, without noticing that he’s starting to accompany them everywhere and keeping this...protective aura while going with them, like just his aura is menacing like to keep others away.

Clarus is so ready to fight anyone that dares get too close >:|

That includes Gladio even if he’s the alpha because the kid needs their alpha dad too!!!

Regis is giving Iggy a much more soft-natured attention; making sure he’s comfortable, reminding him of his doctor appointment schedules, heck, he goes through extensive research on appropriate diets and ways to keep Iggy happy and comfy.

Regis can’t help but ask daily if things are going okay. And it’s...honestly sort of heartbreaking. Ignis thanks the attention, but it’s just so sad when Regis asks him that, because it comes out so quiet, so fragile, so profoundly full of a root-deep fear...Iggy can only hear in his voice and see in those gleaming sad innocent eyes the tough times of Regis’ youth when he and Clarus went through this and had it gone wrong :((

 Ignis is being particularly enthusiastic about taking care of himself and following all doctor instructions even if he doesn’t like something because 1. the baby 2. Gladio 3. FOR R E G I S AND  C LA R U S

((Iggy bby why do you never think of yourself too alksjdagdkj))

Some nights, Regis can’t sleep. Clarus has woken up in the middle of the night to find Regis at the living room, standing in front of the phone and looking at it like it’s making him miserable.

When Clarus goes to hug him gently, Regis immediately sniffles and drops a few tears.

“...I’m just so scared something happens, I want to call them all the time to make sure. It’s senseless but I can’t help it, Clarus.”

Clarus tries to cuddle Regis in bed and pamper him to keep him calm and help him get some sleep. 

Poor Reggie may overthink and wonder stupid things.

“...what if...any of my reproductory genes made it to Gladio and it makes the same problems we had-” 

Clarus is shushing him. Tells him that it’s going to be fine, that he doesn’t need to think about it, and most importantly, reminds him that if things went wrong it wouldn’t be his fault, just like it never, ever was back then. 

Honestly they reach a point where Regclar are visiting daily to help the dads to be <3

In the later stages of pregnancy, you can bet Regis definitely stayed, like even overnight, to help out and be around to be of help.

The nerves and anxiety but also hope and eagerness grew with each day that passed IT’S INSANE, REGCLAR ARE ABOUT TO EXPLODE

((you can only imagine how Regclar were when it was the day...and how they reacted when they were told they could go into the room and found a smiling Gladio-Iggy duo holding a tiny little bundle... <3))

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DAMMIT 

WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO GIVE ME THESE FEELS I DIDN’T KNOW I HAD, AAAAAAAAH!!! TAT <3 

This was from the other last time I was back hahaha...I’m so embarrassed I disappeared again, but I didn’t expect it! Sorry, and thank you for this welcome back then and now!!!! I hope you’re around and seeing, I’ve been eager to answer this one so much <3 

And I wasn’t wrong! This was so much fun and lovely to write!! I love the headcanons you people send me, even if it takes me literal ages to get to them. Thank you so much for sending this prompt in, I wasn’t expecting ABO but it was so enjoyable!! 

Aawwww, and thank you SOOOOOOOOOOOO much for saying such nice things about my gladnis and regclar stuff!! Those are two of my 3 faves to write, absolutely, I miss having daily time for them because BOY, even years later I’m still so hardcore into them! 

Seriously, this whole ask is just so alksjdkdjg :’) Thank you for the nice things you said of my stuff, thank you for the prompt, and thank you for sending it as a welcome back!! SERIOUSLY HOW SWEET AND KIND ARE YOU, AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH <3 <3 <3 ;A;

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUU

Sending you LOTS of raccoonie sparkles of happy and luck!! Thank you once more!! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

[rhinedottir-yennefer]

Oh, that ask thingy I was so happy I got tagged in and never got to fill in!

You thought. Well guess what! Today imma gonna fill in the ask questions I got from @advena87 (thank you again for challenging me!) But since I’m a book reader - and I also think my follows and followers should be more encouraged to post book stuff - I’m gonna try and fill in as book content-y as I can. Here we go!  Skellige Isles or the continent?

I love the continent, especially Lyria, Rivia & Dol Blathana, but this is definitely gonna be Skellige for me. I love how raw and unbiased people are over there. They also provide equal rights to women. Which I think is far more developed than one would think when it comes to the Skellige Isles.  

Velen or Toussaint?

This is going to be Toussaint for me. Not because of the visionairy (which is, btw, flawless in TW3-B&W) but because in the books we spend a good chunk of the story there, and we really get to know how society and the monarch works. 

Novigrad or Beauclair?

I would definitely say “the centre of the world” Novigrad. The “free city” Novigrad. It’s so lively there, everyone finds the business they need. But I also like the dark side of it. The beggars, the sewers, the crying Eternal Fire zealots. 

Sleeping at Corvo Bianco or meditating under a tree?

This is gonna be meditating & sleeping under a tree, simply because there’s no “Corvo Bianco” in the books. I really loved that ending, for me though Geralt stayed on the path. 

Inns or Brothels?

Inns have such nicer ahmosphere. I love the candlelit chandeliers, the cheap beer, the people giving you various looks. Music! Geralt always has a nice meal whenever he goes to an inn.  I wish that for him. 

Caves or Ruins?

There’s not much caves in the books, ruins however, plenty. Ruins. 

High or low difficulty?

I guess noone prepared me for the emotional trauma that was the battle at Stygga, so high?

Going back to old save: yay or nay?

I have a bookmark.

Mods: yay or nay?

Sadly I can’t apply any filters to books, but the good thing is I don’t have to! I have imagination to help me. 

Mini-map or no mini-map?

I did actually use a map of the continent while I was reading. I marked the route each of the main characters took. 

Roach or Fast travel?

Roach, because she’s the best friend to Geralt when there’s no Jaskier/Dandelion(/Kökörcsin) around.

Roads or Boats?

There was always something bad going on when Geralt got on a boat, so... Roads. 

Specters or Relicts?

Ooh, I love an old type leshen. And godlings. And dopplers. And czorts. Definitely a relict girl here! o/

Beasts or Hybrids?

I would say hybrids. Especially sirens and succubi. 

Necrophages or Vampires?

Vampires all the way! You didn’t think I would forget about our best boy Regis, ya? (B&W vampires are awesome too, Orianna is an all-time favourite of mine)

Orgroids or Elementa?

Since there’s not much ogroid in the books, I would definitely go with the elementa, because of djinns & genies.  

Draconids or Cursed Ones?

Draconids! At least we get quite a few in the books! The cursed ones Geralt meet in the saga he doesn’t kill, rather turn them back to normal. 

The Caretaker or the Crones?

I loved the Crones! Chilling & ruthless, but very well written characters. And their boss theme is absolute bop. 

Botchlings or spotted Wights?

Spotted wights, I guess. 

Godlings or Trolls?

Godlings are kind of adorable. 

Sirens or Harpies?

Sirens, please and thank you. 

Killing or sparing?

Depends on the situation. With Vilgefortz? Kill any day. Renfri? Protect at all costs. 

Dijkstra or Roche?

As much as I love Vernon Roche, I must aknowledge the fact he’s not a book character so Dijkstra all the way. 

Vesemir or Crach an Craite?

I really loved Crach even in the books, from a young chap (at Pavetta’s 15th birthday) to someone who even woo’d Yen xD I think the Witcher 3 gave him a worthy-mighty route to embrace. Shame he had to go so early. 

Eskel or Lambert?

I was always more fond of Eskel’s quiet and composed manner. He’s like a true brother to Geralt. 

Keira or Philippa?

Philippa all the way. I just really love characters involved in intrigues by choice, and when it comes to the Lady Owl, she’s like the absolute queen. 

Cerys or Hjalmar?

Ok so, this is difficult, because Cerys was not in the books, unlike Hjalmar. But I really liked what they did with them in TW3 and how they did it, and I don’t even feel like they’ve overwritten the canon or anything. I always felt like Cerys’ calm composed manner and playing on the safe side attitude would ensure Skellige would survive. Even if they’re not going down in history as great invaders or warriors.  

Syanna or Anarietta?

Since Syanna was not in the books, but even if she was, I wouldn’t like her, I have to go with Annarietta who’s been the brattiest, sassiest and most spoiled young princess in the books. But that didn’t stop me from liking her.  Yen or Triss?

Yennefer is the queen of this story. I get where the game Triss likers are coming from, but since I’m here to spread book awesomeness, where she’s been the absolute worst (and not even a proper love interest to Geralt [even Fringilla was a longer relationship to him!]) this wasn’t a hard choice at all. Yennefer is the best for Geralt.  

Ciri or Geralt?

I’ve always been genuinely more immersed in Geralt’s side of the story, talking strictly about books, than Ciri’s.  

Regis or Dettlaff?

Regis. Never gonna com a time when I don’t pick Regis. 

Olgierd von Everec or Gaunter O’Dimm?

Olgierd, I guess. I can definitely see someone like him in the books. 

Olgierd von Everec or Iris von Everec?

Iris deserved better.

Shani or Dandelion?

Ok so, there’s no witcher without Dandelion/Jaskier/Kökörcsin, and I absolutely love this bloody Casanova, but, strictly speaking in book context, Shani doesn’t get the recognition she deserves. She’s really complex and been through a lot. Our bard has too, true, but he’s more like the comic relief of the saga. 

Johnny or Sarah?

Sarah!

Sorceresses or Witchers?

Sorceresses. I guess. Life is much more easier if you’re a sorceress. 

Druids or the local holy man?

Druids all the way! Especially those of Skellige! My king Mousesack . I love him. 

Food or Swallow?

Swallow. Not gonna use it though, but this one’s closer to the book canon. 

Decoctions or Potions?

Potions is on the canon side. 

Hunting for diagrams or finding them per chance?

Finding them by chance, I guess. Book Geralt has no time to hunt diagrams amidst all this canon shitstorm xD

Saving coin or spending coin?

Saving.

Looting or buying?

I guess looting is more on the canon side here. 

Upsetting the guards or following the rules?

Never upset the guards. 

Igni or Axii?

Axii!

Yrden or Aard?

Yrden!

Signs or blade oils?

Signs!

Crossbow or fists?

Crossbow is more book canon I guess.  

Settling down or staying on the path?

Book Geralt doesn’t like staying put, so staying on the path.

Gwent Cards or Swords?

Gwent cards. 

Beard or no beard?

No beard. It’s canon.  “Puss Peepers” or “Mutant”?

I have never in my book reading journey read Puss Peepers. Mutant, however... Hey! Thank you very much again for the callout, @advena87 and I hope everyone who actually read through that abominatin enjoyed my answers. And that they weren’t too book-posh. If yes, I’d say I’m sorry, but really I’m not. K BYE