#noctis x male reader

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| Sweaters |

[ Noctis Lucis Caelum x M! Reader ]

CW + Tags: None, just fluff! A bit suggestive for a bit. (Established relationship. Male reader.) Summary: Your boyfriend has been wanting to cuddle with you all day. This time, however, he tries something different.

[(A/N): YEAHHH, something for the boys. This made my trans-masc heart so happy to write about. I love Noctis so much as well as the other boys, but there's so little stuff for the guys. Anyways, hope I cooked!]

"Damn, stop moving. I'm trying to cuddle you."

"Kinda hard to stay comfy when I'm being crushed, babe," you murmur into the large sweater Noctis stuffed you in with him. He thought it would be a fun idea to sleep together sharing a sweater.

On paper, it sounded great. Y'know, sharing a sweater with your boyfriend as you cuddled to sleep. Couple goals, right?

What you didn't count on was being crushed by your boyfriend from how tight he's holding you and the fact the sweater felt so suffocating. At least when you two cuddled together, you could spread out a bit and not feel like you're overheating.

Plus, every time you moved; you would unintentionally (or intentionally) wiggle against Noct. And that's a whole different can of worms.

Noct, who seemingly noticed your bashfulness, couldn't help but smirk a bit. "What's that, is my boyfriend embarrassed?" he teased softly, his pointer finger lightly tracing patterns along the skin of your arm. "We've been dating for, what, six months now?"

"Aw shut up babe," you reply with a small huff, though it had no malice. He chuckled softly, kissing your shoulder, settling his chin right there.

For a while, the two of you stayed that way. Mumbling about the day and other random topics that came to mind. Plus, it was a good way to unwind and send you both to dreamland.

And just as you were about to fall asleep, Noct quietly says, "..Hey babe?"

"Yeah?"

"I... still can't believe I get to call you mine. But I love you, so fucking much," he replies in that soft and vulnerable tone only you got to hear.

It was moments like these made you swoon for him in the first place. Despite all of the teases and jabs at you and each other, he felt so happy and safe around you. And it made you feel so happy to see him so open with you and your relationship.

With a gentle and loving smile, your lips grace his knuckles, a gesture that would bring him butterflies (no matter how he tried to deny it).

"I love you too, hun. More than you could ever imagine, don't you dare forget that."

A smile grew Noct's face, as he curls up closer to you like a cat seeking warmth. And soon, after some gentle kisses, the two of you fall asleep. Like peas in a pod.

...Honestly, this sweater idea wasn't so bad after all.

[zzprompto]

hiiii I love your stuff and wanted to make a request. is it possible to get an accidental confession from the reader where we're either talking to ignis or whoever you choose about how we have feelings for either prompto or noctis and they over hear us talking about them? you can choose whoever or both. have a good day/night<3

thanks for requesting!

☆ not so secret

noctis lucis caelum x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

[name] paced around, waiting for ignis to finish talking to gladio so he could get some advice of his own. his brain was rattling around in his head, different thoughts squirming around as he stood there, consumed by his own thoughts. he need to talk to ignis, and quick.

after what felt like centuries, ignis was finally done talking to gladio. [name] took this opportunity and he quickly rushed over to the cook, not wanting anyone else to steal his chance.

"ignis. we need to talk about something. something.. serious. i don't know who else to tell, i feel like you'd be the best guy out of all of us to talk to." [name] rambled, voice rushing to finish it's sentence - just how the thoughts were rushing around [name]'s mind.

ignis nodded in response to his friend's rambling, seemingly quite concerened now for his friend. what could of happened? surely it wasn't something bad, right? because [name] surely looked distressed.

"yes, of course. you can come to me for anything, [name]." ignis said, giving [name] a small smile. he hoped it would somehow reassure him, or calm his nerves about this hidden situation to an extent. "now, what is it that you wanted to talk about?" ignis asked.

[name] took a deep breath, trying to calm down his racing mind. it seemed to work, or well at least for the time being. he could talk to ignis and not worry about his looming anxiety about the topic.

[name] cleared his throat, eyes focusing on the ground briefly before he looked up. he leaned in a little closer to ignis and he finally spoke. "i like noctis, romantically i mean. i just.. i just don't know if he feels the same. he has luna, a perfect, fairy tale ending to his story." [name] speaks, eyes trailing down to the floor once again. "no prince or king runs off with another prince, he always ends up with a princess - marrying her so she'd be his queen." [name] mumbles, clearly disappointed by the situation he has been put in because of his feelings.

ignis' eyes widen for a brief second as he takes in the initial shock after learning the news. his eyes then soften and he looks at [name] sympathetically, trying to make sure his friend doesn't worry about this 'boy drama' he has gotten himself into.

"i would've never thought you liked noct, but thinking back on it now it definitely makes sense." ignis chuckles slightly, shaking his head as he thinks of all the moments that had been shared between noctis and [name] over the years. it was clear that their bond was that beyond friendship - but to what extent? nobody knows yet.

throughout the years that all the men knew eachother, it was obvious that [name] and noctis were the closest. they'd always end up hanging out more, having more to say to eachother, or even having more secrets between eachother. it was clear that the two men cared for one another a fair deal.

yet, there was always a hint of something more.

there had always been a little glint in [name]'s eye whenever noctis was mentioned, or vice versa. there was always a smile, or a special applaud that the pair had for one another that they didn't have for anyone else. it was always clear that the relationship between the two was more than platonic.

even some of their friends caught up with all the signs. prompto was really the first one to notice, he even started to tease noctis about it. he'd often say how great of a couple the prince and [name] would be, and as of late he had been saying that noctis should marry [name] and not luna. noctis always brushed it off, however. he tried to act nonchalant, but there was always a blush on his cheeks whenever he heard the mention of his friends name.

whilst the conversation between ignis and [name] was occuring, noctis couldn't help but try and listen in. of course, his intentions were merely innocent. he had heard his name escape his friend's lips, and wanted to see if something was wrong. what he did not expect however, was for [name] to be confessing his feelings for him to ignis. noctis was perplexed.

the ravenette stood there in shock for a few seconds. he tried to process everything he had just heard, trying to see if he was just making things up. but no. he wasn't. [name] truly liked noctis romantically, and noctis felt his heart swelling as he heard the words fall out of [name]'s lips.

after gaining the courage, noctis decided to approach his friends. he stood besides [name] and smiled at the other man softly. it was the special smile he had only reserved for [name], none of his other friends. yet, this time the smile looked a bit different. it was as if the smiled was filled with an aspect of love and hope.

"i overheard what you said, [name]." noctis whispered as he stood besides his friend. ignis decided to take this as his queue to leave. he didn't even have to play the matchmaker, his friends were going to do that all themselves without his help.

[name] looked at noctis and he felt a little hot. perhaps it was from embarrassment, or perhaps it was even from the anticipation, the ever so painful longing of loving a friend.

"you did? oh fuck me.." [name] chuckled, shaking his head slightly as a nervous smile filled his features. noctis wanted to reply with something crude, but he decided to hold of for the time being. he'd say such things when they'd actually get together.

"i believe this prince doesn't need a princess.. another prince will do just fine for him." noctis replied, a smile on his lips to conquer the one [name] had. "that is.. if you're willing to have this prince?" the ravenette continued, holding out his hand for [name].

[name] nodded and he took noct's hand, taking a step forward to hug his friend. well, they weren't actually friends anymore. they were more than that now. they were practically soulmates, in all platonic and romantic senses.

"yes.. i am willing to have you and your offer of us being princes together." [name] hummed, feeling content as he held the prince in his arms. he just felt so relieved he didn't have to hide a part of him anymore. it was all out in the open.

noctis gracefully accepted the hug, his own arms going around [name]'s body. he wasn't sure what label to put on his relationship with [name] at the moment, but he was sure to find out. it was sure to be something that fit too, something that represented the two of them greatly.

"thank you." noctis whispered, pressing a small kiss to [name]'s cheek. the prince then earned a flurry of kisses to his face after that.

- author's note: hope you guys enjoy <3 decided to do noctis because i haven't written for him yet + there's barely any noctis content anyway

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Divine Favour | Sukuna x Kitsune!Reader (Pt.4 | END)

W/C 7.2k #NSFW, male!reader, top!reader, bottom!sukuna, ABO elements, heian sukuna, typical kitsune shapeshifting, jp mythology, canon typical violence, morally grey reader, unhealthy relationships, questionable relationships, power imbalance, ABO elements, gojo/megumi/yuuji/nobara cameos, yuuji/megu/nobara are early 20s, sukuna is controlling/possessive/obsessive, rough sex, not edited enough (oh well) Note: It's finally over (dies like Noctis)

tags: @kamote-kuneho @kamote-kuneho @nyanwko @kamote-kuneho @better-imagination-9 @3zae-zae3 @chibiduck @kiiyoooo @lukaijah @memedealer-exe @f0th3rr @boretheral @cicithemess @paastaboi @someone0vx

“Google says kitsune are usually attuned to one of the thirteen elements,” Nobara prattled, scrolling through the random Japanese mythology website on her phone. “Itadori, what's his element, huh?” 

Yuuji pursed his lips, face growing deadpan as he thought and quickly realized he had no clue.

“Uh…” 

Nobara grimaced. “Useless.” 

“Hey, I didn't know they were all, y'know, elemental-y, okay?! Jeeze!” 

Megumi sighed and shook his head. “We're supposed to be keeping an eye on him, not arguing about garbage you found online.” 

The two country bumpkins followed Megumi's gaze to where you snoozed under a tree. It felt a little strange seeing you donned in one of college's spare uniforms, but you seemed quite pleased by the modern take on fashion and aesthetic. Yuuji wondered if you'd take to modifying the plain, black clothes the way you'd done so in the past.

“Oi, kyuubi!” Nobara called as she wandered in your direction, much to the chagrin of Megumi. “I got a question for ya.”

You spared her a sleepy glance before sitting up and stretching with a wide, toothy yawn. It almost took the three aback, seeing how sharp and distinctly not-human your teeth were.

“You and everyone else, evidently.” You hummed and combed your tail with your fingers. “Speak.”

“Is it true that your kind are, like, elemental or something?” 

Megumi sighed as he rolled up beside her. “She means to ask if kitsune are elementally-attuned, whether it be to fire, water, earth–that sort of thing.” 

“I literally just said that!” Nobara hissed as she smacked Megumi's arm. The raven didn't react in the slightest. 

“Yeah!” Yuuji piped up. His face grew red as soon as your lazy stare flicked to him. “I-I, uh–like, y'know, fire. Or…you talked about fire?” 

“You are so tactless. It's starting to get sad.” 

“Can it, Kugisaki!” 

You smiled. “It's true, more or less. I was taught my sort usually falls into one of the thirteen elements: celestial, wind, spirit, darkness, fire, earth, river, ocean, forest, mountain, thunder, sound, and time.

“Then, there are the broadly ‘bad’ sort, nogitsune, and the ‘good’ sort, zenko. Most say only zenko reach total divinity, but that's not always the case.” 

“Yikes, so the bad kitsune can be gods too?” Yuuji asked as he sat down with you and pulled at the grass idly. “Isn't that, y'know, bad?”

“Gods are all inherently bad, as far as I'm concerned,” you said.

“Gojo-sensei mentioned you were one,” Megumi offered as he and Nobara sat, too. “A god. The people revered you.” 

You snorted and covered your mouth the way you might have if you had the long sleeves of a kimono to aid you.

“They didn't mind me. I don't think they particularly liked me, considering what company I kept.” You hummed and straightened out your sleeve. 

“Yeah, but…you're not him, so what's the point in hating you?” Yuuji asked, and you couldn't help but feel more weight and worry behind the words. 

“I don't care what they thought of me. I only cared about what the palace residents thought. They were my family, in a sense.” 

“Even Sukuna?” Megumi asked. 

“That's such a stupid question, oh my god. Boys are so stupid,” Nobara said with a deadpan.

You smiled, though, and kindly still answered. 

“Especially Sukuna.” 

“Hey, hey! Sorry for the wait!” Gojo called across the field as he made a show of sauntering on over before teleporting in the blink of an eye. “So? Are we all–oooh, are we gossiping?”

“What, no?!”

“No.”

“No.” 

Gojo pouted. “My students always leave me out. Thankfully, my sweet, pious, precious (Name) is nice to me!”

“You're late, Satoru,” you sighed as you stood, tying back your chopped hair into the tiniest of ponytails. “What is the reason?”

Gojo whined and trotted up to you, rubbing and petting your ears to bring you back to his side of the issue.

“It's not my fault! All the higher-ups are sooo annoying and yap sooo much!” He shuffled behind you and played with your three lush tails much like a toddler would. “Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy that's not gonna get mad at the Gojo Satoru?” 

You sighed and flicked your ear, thwacking him in the forehead with it. “Let's not waste any more time, cretin.

“What're we even doing, Sensei?” Yuuji asked, rubbing the back of his head after raising his hand like he was in class. “You didn't really tell us anythin’.” 

“Yeah, I thought we were just watching the fox until he had to go back in his cage,” Nobara said, arms crossed and expression sour. “Seems kinda stupid. He's not even a threat.” But Yuuji knew there was little truth to that statement.

“I'm guessing the meeting was about relocating (Name).” Megumi looked at Gojo. “So what's the plan?” 

–

The five of you walked endlessly through the vast forest surrounding the college. Your gaze traveled up sky-scraping trees, admiring the ancient song of life only you could hear through the soil and air. Wind danced across the verdant canopy above, scattering beams of molten sunlight across the forest floor and dappling the shoulders of the sorcerers before you with golden kisses–a sight you so sorely missed from your tenure at the palace. 

The land was not crying here. You'd heard the distant sound from the concrete jungle resting far below the rise of the college, and it shrouded you with jaded confusion and contempt for what had been done to the world in your stead; if you'd been smarter, wiser to the plans of one, could you have prevented this? Or were humans simply inevitable with their evolution? Perhaps it was up to the Earth to find the yang after the yin.

“Okay, this is it!” Gojo called, snapping you from your rampant thoughts. 

You looked to where he gestured, and found a simple building. It was reminiscent of the college in its design–modern, but clearly inspired by traditional architecture–and it looked fairly new. A bell attached to a rope stood at the forefront, as did a well for mortals to throw their offerings before ringing the aforementioned chime. Beyond that, the shrine lacked character and decoration. It was a clean slate. 

You blinked owlishly, and tilted your head. “This is…?”

“A shrine! For our new on-campus god! How fun is that, huh?” Gojo smiled, proud for a reason you couldn't decipher. “You get to make it home!” 

The younger three all deadpanned, looking between each other, trying to parse if their teacher was delusional or just being a menace to society and doing this behind the council’s back. Honestly, it was up in the air. 

“I–is that even–” Megumi tried, but gave up and rubbed his face instead. 

“So…(Name)’s gonna be, like, our resident god, or something?” Yuuji wondered, feeling his heart pitter patter just a little faster. 

“Haha! Sure, if you want to think of it that way.” Gojo smiled and looked toward the blank canvas of a shrine. “In exchange for divine favour, we grant sanctuary. Home. A place to call your own.” 

You didn't say much, but your tails swished and flowed as you stared at the humble abode–your humble abode–and inhaled shakily. 

“I suppose this will do,” you conceded, still too unwilling to give Gojo the satisfaction of knowing he'd touched your heart. “It's a bit stingy, however.”

“STINGY?” 

“Indeed. Now, begone–I have work to do.” 

– 

Sukuna reached for you when he dreamed. He didn't need to sleep, he had no use for it as he was now, but he convinced himself into the realm of the unconscious regardless, searching for the doorway leading to your mind. 

And he tried night after night, day after day, searching and sitting outside the palace of your inner realm once he found the entrance. The door was the same as the one leading to your chambers in your shared home; a simple, sliding door of wood and paper. Beautiful. Comforting. 

He knew the door wouldn't open for him, not yet; he deduced what may have happened, and what that would have meant for you all and himself as a result. He'd have to be patient. Wait for you to let him in to confront him, or seek his comfort. 

But he didn't expect the door to open so suddenly behind him, sending him rolling onto his back and staring upside down at the most magnificent sight he'd ever beheld–a kyuubi, sitting poised across the room, dressed in a haori several sizes too big, waiting with his back turned as candlelight flickered and lulled the room into a lazy, sleepy haze.

Sukuna righted himself and stood, spirit flailing and tearing itself apart in his uncontrollable want for you, for a desire to return back to the simplicity of this time. But he couldn't go back. Maybe he could recreate it. 

“Fox,” Sukuna murmured, excitement igniting the small, human body he'd been forced to mold his soul into. It felt so much worse in this form, his want being so much more fucking unbearable and burning a hole in his damn chest and skull. 

You shifted, head turning the slightest toward him yet refusing to give way entirely. But, then you stood, and Sukuna suddenly understood how you felt in the presence of his overwhelming power. 

You stood tall. Proud. Powerful. Your ears pointed towards the heavens while your tails fanned against the gates of hell when you turned to face that lover of the past, the one you held so dear for decades. 

Sukuna almost felt weak in the knees (or was that somehow Yuuji interrupting his delusions?) when bright red markings caught the light, shimmering in divine sparks of orange and teal in the firelight–and your eyes. Your eyes. They burned with higher purpose. With unreadable certainty and alien understanding. You made Sukuna's gut coil with need. 

“My Sukuna,” you whispered to the room. You took a step forward, and Sukuna eagerly met you the rest of the way. “You look so…small.” 

He looked up at you–yes, up--and admired your face and godly stature and just how fucking tall and unearthly and powerful you were looming over him. 

“Stuck looking like this fucking runt while I'm in his body,” Sukuna explained bitterly. He reached a hand up while he spoke, and you graciously leaned down to let his skin touch yours. 

An ache curled under Sukuna's skin, flushing his complexion with heat and suffocating him in those unbearable sorcerer uniform garbs. His pants strained too tight, his jacket and hoodie made his core swelter and his mind grow fuzzy. It was torture. 

“He looks so much like you,” you drawled, holding Sukuna's face in kind. You hummed with sympathy when he moaned and leaned into your touch, only abandoning his own rediscovery of your features to hold your palms against him, to indulge in everything so wholly you. 

“Forgot what I look like, huh,” Sukuna huffed. “This brat looks like a beaten monkey.” 

“So did you.”

“Hey.” 

“But I adored you anyway, did I not?” 

Sukuna scanned over your face slowly, methodically, wondering. 

“Adore. You mean ‘adore’.” 

“Perhaps.” You smoothed a thumb over his cheekbone. “It's been some time.” 

“You chose me. You belong to me.” Sukuna's lip curled as he growled and forced your hands into his skin firmer as though to leave scars. “Mine. Only mine.” 

Your lips quirked upwards and Sukuna pulled you down to kiss you. His voice reverberated between your linked bodies as your tongue licked into his mouth far enough to nearly make him choke. You kindly pulled him flush against you, wrenching more pleased, needy noises out of him with no effort at all. 

“You're as starved as Yuuji,” you whispered as his hands fumbled with your ornate clothes, yanking and pulling at them with reckless abandon. 

“Shut up.” His grumbling lessened just a bit when you eased your robes open, exposing your perfect skin to him once again. 

“I believe it'd displease you if I stopped talking, no?” You tore the clothing off the other's body as he pulled you down to the floor with him, suddenly so eager to submit. 

Sukuna scoffed. “I–just touch me, fox.” 

It was your turn to purr and keen, basking in the soft tremble of anticipation the all-powerful choked on as he spread himself bare beneath you, your garbs cascading all around him like a waterfall–only you would get to see him, chest heaving, eyes swirling with lust and need, hidden behind a curtain of embroidered flames.

“Poor thing.” You dug your nails into his hips and dragged him toward you, prodding your aching length against his unprepared heat. “You've been so long without touch. Without love. Do you still think it's meaningless?” 

The curse snarled, and you caught him by the throat, pinning him in place and jamming your other hand's fingers down his throat before he could bark back at you. And just that simple torture had the king's hips twitching and bucking, slowly falling into time with the rhythm of your digits slipping in and out of his bratty mouth. 

“F-fuck you,” he gasped once his mouth fell empty. 

You chuckled smoothly. “It's simply food for thought.” You pressed two fingers into him and worked inside with ease despite the crushing heat clamping down around you. You didn't know if his sweet, little body wanted you to stay put or fill him faster. 

“Fuckin'--annoying, shithead, bratty fox–” he cut off with a ragged moan as you pressed against his prostate and rubbed against it slowly, firmly, deliciously. His eyes fell shut and his brows twitched up, a vivid look of desperation and concentration making him look far too vulnerable and breedable for his own good. 

“It's strange,” you hummed, working him a little faster and jamming your fingers against his sweet spot over and over. “I never thought you'd willingly submit.” 

“I need it,” Sukuna growled, fisting his hand around his weeping length and stroking to the beat of your fingers. His hips bucked forward and back, unsure of what searing pleasure to lean into more; luckily for him, you were keen to up the ante. 

Your fingers slipped out and Sukuna snarled, crimson eyes snapping open to brand you with frustration. You felt the whip of desperate commands about to crack off Sukuna's tongue, so you wasted no time filling him back up, stuffing him beyond his limits. 

The man almost gasped, though it could have just been the force of your cock punching the air out of his lungs. You pulled him against you, seating him to the base with a little effort and brute force. You knew he liked the pain. Pleasure was closely acquainted with it, after all. 

“This is what you wanted,” you murmured as you rocked into him. 

The curse didn't know if you beckoned an answer from him, or simply stated the facts. So, he didn't answer you. He instead gripped onto your shoulders to keep himself steady while you effortlessly drilled into his core with each and every thoughtful roll of your hips. 

And it felt good. An uncomfortable, searing stretch accompanied the deep plunges filling him beat after beat. His body tightened and clamped down around you, forcing your length to rub against the weakest, most sensitive spots inside of him–places no one would ever dream of hitting inside the unruly king. None besides you, of course. You were different. Better than the rest. Fit to fuck and fill him if Sukuna so desired it. 

“(Name),” he groaned when you changed up the angle, aiming to rub up against the ceiling of his insides with every thrust. You tortured his weak spot, and made a casual show of forcing his stomach to bulge and distend whenever you bottomed out entirely, and Sukuna reveled in it. He wanted to be yours. Just yours. 

“You're so sweet when you submit,” you cooed, leaning down and nuzzling against his neck as you fucked into him harder and faster. “You should have done so sooner.”

Sukuna should have clapped Back, but he couldn't; he was too busy trying to angle himself to somehow get you deeper. He was too busy trying to pull you closer, to graft his thick thighs to your scar-riddled sides like a branch on a tree. He couldn't spare a single braincell on your arrogant Teasing when all he could think was, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me–

“Now he's lost his voice,” you sighed. “Such a pity.” Your hips hit particularly hard to punctuate, and Sukuna grunted. 

“Again,” he choked out. “Fuck me like that.” 

You branded a smile into his skin with a hum. “Are you sure? I won't stop if it's too much.” 

Sukuna opened his bleary eyes and spied your nine tails fanned out, cloaking the ceiling from sight. It felt like staring death in the face. Maybe he'd been in its clutches this entire time. Maybe he wanted–needed–you to be the end of him.

Your hand found his throat again, and Sukuna nodded as best he could, too overwhelmed and overstimulated to get words out of his open mouth–but grunts and groans had no issue bursting through as you left mercy by the wayside and destroyed him as thoroughly as he requested. You were, after all, a selfless god.

Sukuna's eyes rolled back as his head tilted in kind, mouth left agape as you burned him alive; every push of your body into his lit new fires, and every second you stayed connected, more of his soul exhausted itself before rising from ashes once again. The tightness coiling in his stomach grew unbearable and insatiable, hungering for more and more and more until–

“There's no shame in coming undone,” you cooed, your lips and fangs replacing the hand in his throat and peppering apologetic kisses. “Unravel for me, my love.” 

My love. My love. My love.

“Fuck,” Sukuna gasped. He clung to you, and you raised your head to kiss him, swallowing his strained noises to keep them a secret from the outside world and himself. 

He grabbed at your shoulders and arms as his head tilted back and a hoarse cry left him–just as his body clamped down and sent him over the edge, he realized pushing in and out had become more taxing. Perhaps because of his cumming, or perhaps because of the ungodly thing swelling at your base and ripping him open. 

You worked him through his high, never thinking of pulling away from him when he needed you most. Because this was bound to end. He was bound to wake up and feel cold where your hands now touched. He was stuck in the body of another with no hope of reaching you unless he somehow, some way turned the tables on all those weak sorcerers and broke free. 

But he would. He'd claim his vessel and walk amongst the new world, autonomous and untouchable. It was only a matter of time. 

–

Though Sukuna was selfish in chasing his own pleasure, he soon found immense satisfaction in yours.

The number of times he'd trap you against a wall and finger you until your legs gave out and your voice ran hoarse was too great to count. He couldn't help himself; that bewildered, wide-eyed look you gave him every time you were let go to fix your robes and catch your voice screamed, what was that for? And boosted Sukuna’s ego. He reveled in the glory of being the only one to do this to you, to being the one who forced you to lose composure. 

In his chamber, he indulged further. He'd work thick fingers deep inside of you while his other hands roamed and touched, stroking, pinching and rubbing wherever he deemed needed attention. And you were putty in his hands, absolutely melting into everything he did to you, even if accompanied by a shock of pain. 

Because you were a creature who only knew sex for the sake of bearing children. Beyond that clan using you in an attempt to create half-breed sorcerers, your primal nature influenced you to only seek out a mate for the purpose of bearing children, and not necessarily for pleasure. 

But Sukuna was the opposite. He never thought of siring children. He only thought of pleasure of another's body and the thrill of total domination over them, never the idea he'd suffer the consequences of an heir; he had those women drink a special tea to prevent that for a reason, especially when a handful had come to him, offering their bodies in return for fame and perceived power. 

With you, he could entertain the idea, however. 

Yes, the mere idea of watching you walk around the gardens, properly swollen with his children, with physical proof of his ownership and coupling with you, sparked something akin to greed in his chest. Though it was a little warmer than just that, admittedly.

–

Yuuji liked you. There was no escaping it, no denying it–he liked being around you. He liked your smile. Your tails. Your ears. The way you scared the shit out of him the first time you properly met. You were just…weird. Interesting. Kind of like Yuuji himself. 

But you were kind, too. The times he wandered out to meet you at your shrine to “check up on things,” or because he was bored, he always found you tending to your gardens, talking to the passerby wildlife, dozing at the entrance, and his heart would do something funny in his chest. 

Then his mind would rot until all he could see was you sprawled beneath Sukuna, singing the king’s praises while he fucked you into the tatami and bred you. 

It wouldn't stop there. Sukuna would taunt him, poisoning him with sinful thoughts and diabolic urges:

You think that fox'll give you the time of day? You, a petulant runt with not a shred of experience beyond your hand? Hah. 

Consider it a blessing--you'd probably cum too fast to enjoy him properly. You'd embarrass yourself to death.

I know you think about him when your hand's around your cock. You wish he'd warm it, no? Wish you got to watch his ass take you in? 

Go on, why don't you just try? Fulfill your fantasies! Maybe he'll act the part of a pious, pitying god and throw you a bone. 

Yuuji, for as airheaded as he could be, knew Sukuna wanted to indulge in you through his vessel. Or, he truly believed Yuuji wouldn't be able to hook up with you and live to remember it. Maybe he was right. 

But the young man thought you had a soft spot for him; he wasn't great at reading people by any means, but he thought you always gravitated to him before the others. You always held more warmth in your eyes when they fell upon him, and your preening touch constantly found him, your hands always smoothing out the creases of his uniform while deft fingers fixed his hair and pleated his hood into more attractive folds. 

Maybe your touchy-ness toward him was a culmination of your need to parent something. Yuuji didn't fully understand it, but Gojo mentioned something about you wanting children, but you couldn't have them. Not anymore. And so those urges manifested in other ways. 

But the young sorcerer wasn't so sure anymore.

“My Yuuji,” you cooed when he came to visit. “You're back again so soon. Is everything alright?”

Yuuji smiled and braced for impact, bowing his head the slightest bit to let you bonk yours against his in greeting. It really reminded him of the way cats would welcome each other. Thankfully, you didn't seem too eager to mark him with a dose of spittle, though. 

“Yeah, everything's cool. Just–dunno. Wanted to come see what you were doing, I guess.” The sorcerer shrugged and pocketed his hands after you'd finished lovingly headbutting him.

“Mmh. Well, I certainly don't mind the company.” You smoothed back his hair and fixed the wild flare of one of his eyebrows before stepping away and meandering back towards your shrine. “It feels like something's going to happen soon.”

Yuuji's stomach flipped. “Yeah? You think so?” He followed you, watching the hypnotic swaying of your tails and hips and ass–wait, wait, wait, no, no, no–

What? Am I wrong? Sukuna's voice purred. Looks downright breedable, doesn't he? He said it more like a want than a taunt, this time, like if he were in Yuuji's shoes, he'd jump on you and pick up where you left off. 

Shut up, shut up, shut up, Yuuji chanted, trying to calm down. Don't ruin this!

Ruin what? Your sad attempt at courtship, brat? 

Yuuji said nothing. Sukuna howled with laughter. 

“Natural disasters cannot always be predicted,” you murmured, bringing Yuuji back to the present. “And they can never be stopped.”

The younger frowned and rubbed the back of his neck as he followed you inside. “Eh, I mean…we can stop a lot with sorcery, can't we?”

“And if that disaster is born of sorcery? What then?” You snapped your fingers, and every candle in the room ignited with amber flame.

“Uh…I mean…” He sighed and rubbed his face. “I still think we can stop it. We'll figure out a way!”

You sure about that, brat? 

You laughed, soft and kind, bringing a smile to Yuuji instead of a ticked off frown. You had a way of settling his nerves and relieving the tension from tightly wound muscles. Is this the effect you had on Sukuna? Is that why he cherished you so much? 

“I admire your optimism, Yuuji. Perhaps I should aspire to be like you,” you said. 

Yuuji's face flushed. “E-eh? Wh–no! You're awesome the way you are! And, uh, you're–y’know. You're good!” Smooth. Eloquent. Exceptional.

You hummed and wandered further into the back rooms, allowing Yuuji to follow you to your chambers to relax. “Well, I'll trust your opinion, then.” 

“Okay. Yeah. Cool.” The sorcerer cleared his throat and messed with his hood as he followed your lead, admiring the tidy, comfy space you welcomed him into. Pillows and blankets were plentiful and all bunched together on a futon, so much like the nests Yuuji often saw in his dreams. It felt a bit…intrusive to see it in person. 

“Hey, uh,” Yuuji started, “I–can I ask something?” 

You seated yourself down across the small, simple kotatsu, and gestured for the younger to join you. “Of course.”

The sorcerer sat down across from you. “You and Sukuna. Were you guys–did you ever…y'know.” 

You tilted your head, curious. “Go on.”

“Were you, like, in love? Or something?” Yuuji's face burned red at the words. Talking about love was so damn awkward for some reason, especially when it had to do with Sukuna and the fox Yuuji himself pined for.

“Ah.” You tilted your head the opposite direction, and hummed. “I was in love, yes.”

Yuuji's chest ached. “Even now?” 

“Eternally.” 

“Do you want him back?” 

You didn't answer right away, and the festering pain spread from his chest to the tips of his fingers; of course you wanted him back. Of course you wanted your ancient, all-powerful lover back. Why would you ever accept Yuuji in his place? A weak, mortal being?

Before Yuuji could retract the question, you'd shuffled around to his side of the table and held one of his hands in both of yours. The younger couldn't bear to look at your face, and so kept his eyes trained on your elegant fingers smoothing over his rough, scarred knuckles. 

“I would not trade a soul that walks amongst the living for a soul that has already lived its life,” you said. “Sukuna has lived. And he has died. He may rise once more, but I do not seek to aid it; he chose to die in hopes of living forever. He must accept what his decision brings, as must I.” 

The storm inside of the sorcerer calmed the slightest bit. Sails no longer whipped and frayed; they caught wind and led his heart back to placid waters, though the depths of the oceans could always threaten future treachery. For now, however, Yuuji found safety.

“Man, you really are like Yoda,” He laughed, filling the room with renewed brightness.

You blinked owlishly. “Yoda? What that is, I do not know.” 

Yuuji laughed harder and clasped his hands around yours. “Nah, don't worry about it. It's a good thing, though. From one of the movies Gojo-sensei made me watch.”

“I would strongly advise against taking lessons from that man, Yuuji.” Your brow creased as your hands clutched his in a death grip. “He’s not normal.”

Yuuji grinned, then, and held your hands just as tightly. “Yeah, he's weird. But he's smart, too! One of the strongest guys alive, y'know?” 

“Even the strongest can make mistakes,” you said. “Even the strongest can lose, Yuuji. Always be careful, even if victory is assured.” Your careful touch graced the curve of his cheek. “I would hate for your visits to stop.”

The sorcerer's heart beat in double-time. 

“Yeah,” he said. “Me too.”

–

The leaves crinkled and rustled, flashing shades of amber and ruby in the dwindling daylight. Gone was the warmth of Summer's smile; now, the cold, fierce nip of Autumn cut through the air, whispering secrets about the first frost and what it would do to devastate the green around you.

But you were a god. A creature of fertility and good luck. And so, the grass did not die, and the forest did not wither under the coming winter's threats. 

It seemed your gifts could not reach into the depths of your soul, however. Perhaps you weren't to indulge in the privilege of what you brought the world--the mortal things around you could make use of a blessing from the divine, but could the divine themselves? Could you bring yourself a remedy to your loneliness the way you brought life unto the ground beneath your feet? 

You didn't know.

–

The end of October came, and the world trembled with the force of thousands of lives ending in misery and terror. You beheld it from your home, the sight of the clouds turning orange and red as hellfire devoured all. 

Bless me ‘n wish me luck! Gojo had said last time he swung by. Definitely don't need it, but you're my favourite cheerleader, y'know?

That was not too long ago, perhaps a day prior. Maybe it'd only been twelve hours ago since you last saw him. Three hours ago since you last felt his celestial presence upon the earth. 

“I would hate for your visits to stop,” you murmured, and your chest froze with the cold. 

–

Winter brought with it snow and darkness. Kuraokami had his ways of slipping his icy presence through the slivered cracks of wood grain no matter the time or place; the great dragon would be heard and seen if it was his final act upon the earth. 

Not even you could keep him out, the lesser deity you were. But you didn't mind the company; the cold breaths against your skin woke you from nightmares and empty blankness when you dozed and dazed, feeling the days slip by and blur together into one grey smear of solitary existence. 

Something had happened. Ever since the sky lit ablaze in a familiar scene of ungodly strength, you felt a shift in the state of existence. In your relevance in the grand scheme of the college and history. 

Your sorcerers lost their way to you, you realized. The cushions around the kotatsu stayed fluffed and untouched save for one. Five of the six clay tea cups gathered dust as they waited, hopeful, like you. 

–

You woke to the feeling of hollowness. It jostled you to consciousness, in fact; those two little unborn lives swirled and stirred, clawing at your stomach before vanishing in an instant. 

Maybe they'd grown too sick and weary of the loneliness and snow, too.

–

Sukuna had walked down this path too many times. And too many times he'd been unable to move, unable to claw his way out of the prison of his vessel to get back to you–but things were different now. 

He held a bundle of blankets close as he wandered toward a speck of verdant green amidst the snowy whiteness blanketing the forest, and remembered a distant past he yearned to return to:

Sukuna was a restless creature. He often distracted himself with challenges, duels, leafing through stolen knowledge of other clans–but, on rare occasions, none of that would appeal to his tumultuous mind. 

You always appealed to him, however. You, with your lavish tails, your exquisite appearance, your superior poise and prose, you always enthralled him, made him wonder and stare. 

Maybe it was because you were always doing something. If you weren't tending to his women, you were meandering around the palace, admiring trophies earned in whatever form they came in: art, weapons, bones. If you weren't doing that, you might be in the garden instead, fine-tuning the patterns drawn in the zen garden yourself and feeding the massive koi. If not that, then you might be asking Uraume to teach you to cook, or you could be fiddling with your loom or–well, it could be anything. 

Sometimes, you’d choose to  lay with Sukuna and keep him warm and content throughout the dreary haze of winter. 

You didn't hate winter yourself, no, but Sukuna most definitely did. The snow and ice were a pain in the ass, and they always threw the garden into a messy disarray of dead foliage and slushy mud that'd have to be tended to come springtime. And it was cold as hell outside. Who asked for that? No one. 

“My love,” you cooed as you stepped to his side while he stared out the window. “Glaring won't make the seasons change.” 

Sukuna scoffed. “That a challenge?”

“Not at all.” You reached up and smoothed his hair back, stopping pesky, rebellious strands from tickling his forehead. “I'd hate to see what you'd do in an attempt to play god.”

“I'm already a god,” he countered as he snatched your hand from his hair and looked down at you.

“Not a god of the seasons, I'm afraid.” You held his hand and pulled it down to kiss his knuckles. “But a god amidst men, nonetheless.” 

Your beast hummed deep in his chest. You had a funny way of setting his roiling soul at ease with your effortless praise and acknowledgement. 

“Knew there was a reason I kept you around,” the man purred, leaning down to touch his forehead to yours. 

You leaned up into the soft gesture like a cat too eager to be pet. “You'd be quite bored without me.” 

“No kidding. I'd go fucking mental if I didn't have you to entertain me.” His voice was a murmur, then, and softened even more when your warm hands cupped his cheeks like he was a priceless, fragile artifact: precious, special, breakable.

“Yes, yes, I go insane in your stead, loved one.” You touched your nose to his, then, before placing the softest of kisses upon his lips. 

A light, sighed grumble slipped past Sukuna's lips when your skin left his. It was his turn to nudge his nose against yours, earning himself a petal-like smile from his prized possession, before he blessed you in return, trying to match the kindness you'd met him with. 

You held the front of his garbs as you leaned up into him, and his hands all found their places on your smaller frame in return, pulling you closer, keeping you against him. He hardly wanted anything like this in the past before you came along and tore his mind and soul to pieces before hunkering down in the hollow of his ribs and setting up shop. It was aggravating. Captivating. 

“Come,” you softly beckoned, slipping away from his desperate hold and leading him back to the bundle of blankets and linens he’d learned to accept as a bed.

As always, he had no choice but to follow, abandoning his mad-dogging of the outside world to join you and the infinite warmth his personal Amaterasu brought him. 

“You’re lazy as hell in the winter,” Sukuna noted as he sat himself down in the middle of your nest and let you get to work adjusting blankets and such around the both of you for optimal comfort. 

“You're free to traipse off into the snow if you so wish.” You settled yourself by Sukuna's side and tucked under his heavy arms. “I will remain here. Warm. Dry. At peace.” 

Sukuna rolled his eyes and pulled you close to his side, squeezing a chirped purr from your chest. “Think I'll pass on the snow.” 

You smiled to yourself, feeling warm and content with the settling silence engulfing you as the snow engulfed the world. Winter was the only season where he'd stay by your side, so you often indulged in it, bothering him and sticking to him like a needy pet until spring inevitably rolled around to ruin your happy spell. Because Sukuna was more wild and feral than you. He had to go wander, to go fight. Otherwise, he'd have no purpose. 

Unbeknownst to you, he may have another purpose in mind. 

His hand breached your clothes and reached down, stopping just above your navel to your surprise. There, he drew gentle, thoughtful circles against your skin. You felt pulses of cursed energy flicker and feel, searching for something neither of you yet knew of. 

“What is it you're looking for?” You murmured, knowing full well what he sought.

Sukuna inhaled deeply and exhaled just as heavy. “How long does it take to get one god knocked up, huh?” He tutted and looked down at you, holding an annoyed look while you met him with doey, lovey eyes as you leaned into him more. 

“I'm sure you'll be the man who finds out.”

Sukuna grinned to himself and adjusted the lump of blankets he held. Arrogant pride blossomed in his chest alongside his bolstered ego; if he could do this as a mere man, what could he do as a curse? 

The king sighed as he breached the warmth of the halo surrounding your humble, comfy abode. He was getting sick of the shit weather in the games, all the cold and emptiness. Being near you was what he needed. 

“Oi, don't make a fuss,” Sukuna grumbled lowly to the whining duo he adjusted in his arms. “You wanna get inside or not?” 

But before he could make use of his newly freed arm, the doors slid open before him. 

And you stood there. Tired. Disheveled. Eyes big and hopeful, yet rimmed with disbelief and shock as you stared at your man and the package he brought to your doorstep. 

Sukuna would be lying if he said he didn't melt, too. Being here, standing firm and whole and so very real and untethered in the spot other sorcerers stood in their attempt to spirit you away from him–it was the reason for his existence. 

And so was your arms wrapping around him and holding him close. 

“Ho? So you did miss me, huh?” He hummed, looping an arm around you and pressing you closer to him. “Sure didn't act like it earlier.”

“I didn't wish to believe in something that felt untrue,” you murmured into his shoulder. “Even now, you're not…entirely yourself.” 

Sorrow stained the undertones of your voice. Whether it was for the fate of Fushiguro Megumi, or for the state of your lover, Sukuna did not know. 

But he was here. He was tangible. He was in control. Finally. 

“At least I'm here, yeah?” He said. And you nodded. 

You led him inside and into the room filled with comfort and warmth. Works of embroidery lined the once-unremarkable tapestries draping down from the ceilings and walls, and the wooden pillars now boasted intricate carvings in various states of completion. Seemed like you'd gotten quite bored in your wait. 

Sukuna sat with you, being the man to finally make use of the fluffed cushions around the kotatsu as he dragged it to your side to stay close. You needed it. He thirsted for it.

The bundle whined and cooed as soon as Sukuna’s ass hit the cushion, and he sighed. “Think you can take care of this, fox?” He teased, but felt a rush of something overtake him when he caught you with your ears perked, tails swishing, back straight as you stared down at the bundle. 

He eased them into your arms and, with shaking hands, you pulled back the wooly linen to find two perfect little treasures staring up at you with big, red-lined eyes. One held the colour of yours, while the other took responsibility for sporting Sukuna's hues, but both boys’ eyes glimmered with divine flecks of gold and amber. Their hair blushed with the colour of sakura petals, and two, itty bitty tufts of soft onyx ears dotted both of their heads like chocolate chips in strawberry ice cream. 

Two perfect kits. Your perfect kits. 

“You seriously wanted these things?” Sukuna asked, teasing and rude, but softer and warmer than the fire burning in your chest. “Gotta say, they're pretty fucking annoying.”

You swathed your tails around them and purred with the ferocity of an avalanche as you leaned into your partner and doted on the teeny tiny babies he'd somehow brought back to the land of the living. A part of you felt guilty for what this could mean. The rest of you screamed, I don't care. 

“Look at them,” You whispered, tracing the roundness of their cheeks with a gentle touch. “They're beautiful.” 

“Well, lookit who their parents are.” Sukuna chuckled and held you against his side, which you eagerly melted into. “Kenjaku had a plan for them too, turns out. Who woulda thought?”

“You never told me,” you said. “Why did you not tell me?” 

“You would've been pissed,” Sukuna said, voice matter of fact. “Better to just do it and reap the benefits later.”

You looked up at him, and found his gaze locked onto you. “That's quite selfish.”

“I'm a king. I can do whatever I want. I can have whatever I want,” He reminded you. “As soon as I take care of a few pathetic, loose ends, everything'll be in place. Right where it all needs to be. And life goes back to normal." 

Your heart did something funny when you read between the lines. “Must you–”

“Don't question me.” Sukuna grabbed your chin and forced you to look down at your snoozing babes. “You’ll lose this. All of this. You'll be left with nothing all over again if I don’t finish this off. That what you want, fox?” 

“You know the answer,” you murmured, too content to let him guide you and sway your reason. He tugged your chin toward him, forcing you to look his way again.

“Tell me anyway.” Tell me what I want to hear.

How could you refuse? 

“No matter the case," you murmured, soft as forgotten winter snow, "you will always have my favour, Ryoumen Sukuna.”

–

Forever to be loved, herein lays a God's young,

Imprisoned by none, held dearly by the Disgraced One. 

[who-knew-a-sheep-can-write]

Newly Separated: Noctis Caelum x Reader

Hollow.

Almost as if you yourself were actually hollow, that’s how bad it was.

You felt no emotion, mainly because you didn’t know how to process information like this. You didn’t know whether to be sad, to be angry, to be confused.

You sat there on your couch, staring at the television, eyes glued no longer to the live footage of the Citadel in all of its royal glory, but to the latest news headline.

You had just turned on the local news to see what the weather would be like tonight as Noctis had promised you that he would take you out as he had been busy with boring council meetings and pointless calls on complete bullshit. You didn’t blame him though, he was the prince, he would be taking up the throne soon, he was stressed and he would be shoved and pulled into calls and meetings all the time. You knew what you were signing up for when you agreed on dating Noctis.

You knew it even more when he had proposed to you nearly a year and a half ago.

Oh Gods.

You suddenly felt sick to your stomach. You felt your throat squeezing tightly, it was suddenly too hard to breathe. You felt like you were going to faint and… was it suddenly too hot in here?

With swaying vision, you kept rereading the headlines, the news broadcasters quickly rambling on what was happening on the live footage.

‘Prince Noctis Lucis Caelum to wed Lady Lunafreya Nox Fleuret.’

It was a peace treaty, something Regis himself couldn’t back his kingdom out of. You could see the look of pain on his face in the few shots of him the news had captured, Noctis looking even worse.

You couldn’t help but fiddle with the engagement ring still on your fing-

The ring.

You felt as though you were suddenly punched in the gut. You tore your eyes away from the television screen to look down at the ring on your finger.

Pure sparkling silver engraved with swirls and spirals with the brightest and clearest sapphires and diamonds you have ever seen. It was something out of a fairy tale, it was so beautiful.

You suddenly felt disgusting wearing it, like you weren’t worthy to wear it.

It’s because you’re not.

You felt like you were going to vomit from dizzying this whole situation was. Chills ran down your spine like icy fingers, a frozen ball sat deep in your gut. You couldn’t breathe. Your hand that adorned the engagement ring had suddenly grown too heavy as though your ring finger had suddenly turned to heavy lead.

Your breath had started to shudder, your vision started to blur with tears.

It was all starting to settle in now, the whole situation now starting to sink into your mind that now felt like shattering glass.

With trembling fingers, you slid the engagement ring off and set it on the coffee table in front of you where you watched it for maybe another few minutes, allowing tears to fall as you silently cried to yourself in your mind. No matter what you wanted to do, you couldn’t find any drive to open your mouth and sob and wail. Instead, tears were blinked away, they trailed down your cheeks and soaked into your bottoms before the television had suddenly distracted you once again.

“We’ve just received word that Prince Noctis was asked his opinion on the established peace treaty with Niflheim,” the male reporter stated in his usual monotone drawl.

Instead, the front steps of the Citadel remained empty. Noctis did not step foot outside to face the crowd.

What was he going to do? What would he say? He’ll give up the safety of his people for a commoner with no trace of royal blood?

Instead, the reporters stood in shock as Noctis never left the Citadel doors to address them. Not even Ignis nor Regis stepped outside.

Instead, an official from Niflheim had stepped out, a man with wine red hair and the creepiest grin on his aged face. You could feel horrible energy through your television just from looking at him, only to be revealed as the High Chancellor of Niflheim himself: Ardyn Izunia.

You didn’t listen to his cheshire voice spew out curdled words, instead opting to mute the television altogether.

And that was when you heard your phone blowing up from its spot on the charger in the kitchen. You didn’t have the energy to get up, but you had somehow willed your legs to push you up from the sofa and stumbled out into the kitchen, tossing the charger away and squinting at how bright your phone suddenly became with spams of text messages from multiple people; Gladio, Prompto, Ignis, Nyx and… Noctis…

You tore apart every text message.

Prompto was apologetic, offering comfort and fun times.

Gladio and Nyx were both offering help, offering to help you grieve with things to take your mind off this.

Ignis was level-headed and patient, promising you to help you heal and explain everything to you when the time was right.

And Noctis, you only got one message from him:

'Stay where you are. I’m coming.’

You suddenly looked back to the television with red and swollen eyes, mouth slacking as it clicked in your head.

Noctis didn’t come out the front, he snuck through the back like you both did when you first started dating to avoid detection from Gladio and Ignis as well as his father.

You went back to stand in front of the television, watching with a weird feeling in your gut as time ticked by faster than you expected.

You were suddenly startled out of your trance with the news station when the front door of your shared apartment swung open to reveal Noctis standing there.

He was out of breath, hair a complete mess from running his hands through it when stressed, eyes pink from crying and nose still a little red.

You both found yourselves embracing each other tightly as if the other would fade out of existence. Your legs had crumpled, knees collapsing to the floor as you both clawed at each others clothing. Noctis was trembling under your grasp, but you didn’t know if he was shaking with rage or out of grief.

“I’m so sorry,” he mourned into your shoulder. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t stop this.”

Your shoulder by this point was soaked with tears, your shirt now stretched out due to him grabbing two fistfuls and pulling.

“It’s okay,” you sniffled, scratching at the back of his neck gently. “It’s okay, we’ll figure something out,” you mumbled by his ear.

“Please,” he somehow tugged you closer despite there being no pocket of space between the two of you anymore, “I can’t lose you. I can’t (Y/n).”

“It’s all going to be okay,” you whimpered into his jacket.

But just like back in the good days where you would sneak through, Ignis would always be the one to catch you.

You saw his lean figure in the doorway, the advisor looking as though he had shed a few tears on his way to fetch the prince from the loss of your engagement to Noctis. But seeing how Noctis was clinging to you had Ignis back off, deciding it was best to wait as he couldn’t bear tearing him away from the one person that made him the happiest.

So you sat there in your shared apartment, Noctis’ dry sobs the only sound in your ear as you rocked him in your arms, fearing this would be the last time you would see your true love.

[starryficsfinishwen]

✧!。◟[COMPLETED] kinktober 2023 masterlist

featuring: Punishing: Gray Raven and Genshin Impact men x fem!reader

[ week 1 ] ! — into it

< october 1 to 7 >

PGR : { Chrome: Glory, Kamui: Tenebrion & Camu: Crocotta, Wanshi: Hypnos }

Genshin Impact : { Zhongli, Baizhu, Tighnari }

[ week 2 ] ! — shameless

< october 8 to 14 >

PGR : { Roland: Flambeau, Von Negut: ??? }

Genshin Impact : { Alhaitham, Albedo, Ayato, Diluc }

[ week 3 ] ! — confessions

< october 15 to 23 >

PGR : { Watanabe: Epitaph, Noan: Arca, Noctis: Indominus, Murray }

Genshin Impact : { Kazuha, Venti }

[ week 4 ] ! — swim

< october 24 to 31 >

PGR : { Lee: Hyperreal, Male Shikkikan/Commandant }

Genshin Impact : { Neuvillette, Wriothesley, Lyney }

a.n. - guess who's making this and participating instead of studying :D wish me luck guys. I'll try to update this when I am fweeeee. stay tuned!

[shibuishawty]

Where are my people who love a Noctis x female Reader story???

Imma need some more injected to my veins...

Anyways, here is a drabble that came to mind that nobody asked for, lol.

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Summary: After finding out about the rumours of an engagement between your boyfriend (Noctis) and your male best friend's girlfriend (Lunafreya). You both debate on sneaking into an alleged engagement party to get confirmation of the rumours.

Male best friend will be referred to as Silvius

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Y/N: I don't believe this! Not one bit.

Silvius: It's hard not to when this is the talk of the town. While they were avoiding us, keeping us in the dark for so long, they planned their future wedding.

Y/N: It could be rumours so that potential suitors don't pursue our significant partners.

Silvius: Whether it's rumours or not, I want to know straight from the horses mouth.

Y/N: How would we know that? Prompto, Ignis, and Gladio aren't going to be that much help as I haven't been able to get a hold of them.

Silvius: It seems they've been avoiding us this whole time, too. I have another suggestion... but

Y/N: But what?

Silvius: This might be risky. Apparently, people have been saying that they're going to officially announce the engagement at a party or something. We can use that opportunity to sneak in and find out for ourselves once we get more details.

Y/N: That's an absurd idea, Silvi! You know sneaking into a party like that we'll get in trouble.

Silvius: I dont care how much trouble i get because I love Luna, and I want Luna to tell me the truth. l know you feel the same for Noctis. So... Are you in?

Y/N was in deep thoughts about the idea. She was wondering how this could turn out, too many possibilities. But Y/N knows that she wants to find out about the truth either way, regardless of the consequences. At least her best friend will be beside if trouble were to arise.

Y/N: Alright, let's do this then.

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Let me know what you think of this! Would you want me to expand more, or nah?

[gurugirl]

what are your favorite one shots and series you've written? sometimes i reblog from my fave authors and then i hear that they are embarrassed i reblogged something they hate and wish i would have picked something else (which is a strange response imo but hey - i get it... sometimes i'm sure even the best writers don't like all the stuff they put out).

love you btw! amazing thoughtful pieces always look forward to whatever you put out!

Awww - this is kind of a self-indulgent thing for me. i saw your ask a couple of days ago but had to think about it for a bit & plus i've been a little busy.

I'm gonna do some reblogging of my personal faves but also mention them here and put this in my fic rec list (cause why the fuck not?).

without further ado & in no particular order...

Series

Forgive Me, Father (my absolute favorite of everything i've written) priestrry x reader | dom!harry x sub!reader

The Con Artist detective!harry x criminal!reader

Don't Stand So Close (one of the first things I posted to tumblr) best friend's dad!harry x OC | age gap, forbidden relationship

A Good Boy stepson!harry x stepmom!reader | forbidden relationship

Honorable mentions (unfinished works): Tales From the Modern Incubus, The Queen Secret & Lupus Noctis (a co-written fic w/ @fkinavocado)

One Shots

I Guess You're All Mine (used a lot of real-life stuff in here so this one might not be the best written but it's dear to me)

The Scientist & the Stripper (nerd/scientist/virgin!harry)

Mixed Signals (bff to lovers)

Tell Me You Hate Me (male!reader - enemies to lovers)

A Public Nuisance (short and quick read)

best friend's dad!harry au (sort of a series of one shots and scenarios) | age gap + forbidden relationship

Xoxo

[possessivedesires]

Cool if you don’t wanna answer but yan tales of Arcadia x male (or gn if u prefer) reader ty <3

Nah nah nah I more male prompts, it’s makes my heart so happy✨🖤 okay, so I didn’t know exactlyyyy who to put in this answer… so I went with Douxie. Was going to do three, but I wanted to get this posted before I left the dorms for the day. Getting dragged out to socialize rip.

Douxie

Let’s start with our sweet boy shall we?

Living by himself got boring after Merlin was put to sleep, of course he had Archie but it just wasn’t the same.

Until he met you.

At first he felt as if you put him under some sort of spell, because of the change he felt from the first sight of you!

But now, that his was his heart beating out of love.

He met you when you came by the cafe, soon becoming a regular.

Which Douxie didn’t mind one bit, it always made his day better when he saw your familiar order.

He always hated it when you weren’t alone.

It could range from your friends, your family, or even your classmates you had to work with for projects.

He hated it all.

And the worst part, he didn’t know why he was acting like this.

He couldn’t understand his obsession, so it kept festering and festering till he exploded.

Literally.

Hating how that classmate was sitting too close, how their hand kept brushing against your skin.

Thinking how that should be him.

He hated how uncomfortable you looked with the girl continuously flirting with you.

Remember a conversation you had with a few of your friends.

“Dude, why aren’t you dating yet?”

“Just… haven’t found someone special yet.” You answered quietly, trying to change the subject.

You haven’t come out to them and you really nervous to.

You didn’t want them to make fun of you or worse, no longer want to be friends because of who you liked.

“Oh come on, it has to something!”

Douxie should’ve stepped in, to stop them from messing with you.

You looked so uncomfortable and he hated it.

But he had to know, had to see if maybe just maybe…

“I’m gay.”

You blurted out from their pestering and they were quiet for the rest of the meal while Douxie was in the best mood he could ask for.

The next thing you knew, your classmate was dead with Douxie standing near the door.

Blue magic runes around his wristband, breathing heavier from the anger he felt as his eyes narrowed.

“Interminus nocti sluumberso.”

And Archie warned him that overuse of this sleeping spell could cause memory loss, Douxie knew.

But he always did the same anyways, whenever he snapped and his magic got out of control because of his love for you.

He put you to sleep, he wanted you forget!

He didn’t want you to think of him as some… immature hooligan.

No, he did all this for you.

If he had to reintroduce himself, that’s okay.

It means you’ll keep looking at him with that beautiful smile.

[lemonsprite]

ʟᴇᴍᴏɴꜱᴘʀɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ^_^

Started: 07/09/23

Last updated: 10/28/24

Works:

ᴏᴄ’ꜱ

Avalon

Avalon- Introduction

Beau Tannen

Chiquito

ʀᴇꜱɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ 4

The Merchant x GN! Reader

An Irrefutable Offer- W.I.P

ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ

Sebastian Sallow x Male! Reader

Fooling around

Ominis Gaunt x Male! Reader

Jealousy- W.I.P

ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɴɢꜱ/ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʙʙɪᴛ

Bilbo Baggins x Thorin Oakenshield

Yuletide Changes

A "Simple" Offer

Legolas x Gimli

Mahal’s Gift

ꜱᴛᴀʀ ᴡᴀʀꜱ

Cal Kestis x GN! Reader

Cal Kestis x Gn! Reader

Obiwan Kenobi x Male! Inquisitor! Reader

Opposite Sides- W.I.P

x- ᴍᴇɴ

Logan Howlett x GN! Reader

Need you back

ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀɴʟᴇʏ ᴘᴀʀᴀʙʟᴇ

Stanley x The Narrator

Stanley Parable Drabble

ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴜᴛʏ

Simon “Ghost” Riley x GN! Reader

The Sticker Situation

König x Male! Reader

Obsession- W.I.P

Phillip Graves x Male! Reader

Winter Nights- W.I.P

Caller ID- W.I.P (afab!reader)

Johnny “Soap” Mctavish

Drunk!Soap Headcanons

ʙᴀʟᴅᴜʀꜱ ɢᴀᴛᴇ ɪɪɪ

Halsin x gn! Reader

Fluff, Just Pure Fluff

Wishes

Pain and Scars

Old enough

Gale of Waterdeep x gn! Reader

Midnight

A Long Rest- W.I.P

Tripsitter Gale

Gale of Waterdeep x Astarion (bloodweave)

A New Beginning

ꜰɪɴᴀʟ ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ xᴠ

Prompto Argentum x Noctis Caelum

Ever After

ʀᴀᴍʙᴏ

John Rambo x GN! Reader

Forget

ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-ᴍᴀɴ

Peter Parker x Wade Wilson

Two birds

Spideypool! Headcanons

ɪɴᴅɪᴀɴᴀ ᴊᴏɴᴇꜱ

Indiana Jones x Male! Reader

Guilt

[renohasbigtits]

Greetings again, and thank you for answering my questions!

I would like to request for Cloud, Noctis and Prompto (if they're too many then you can choose to write the headcanons for whoever you want of these three) with a male reader who's weak by nature? Probably the reader doesn't have much strength and is also clumsy, maybe that kind of person who doesn't know how to protect themselves from basically anything, but even after all they're just a total sweetheart despite being so weak? (bonus points if the reader has a standard face that looks like the one of a beaten dog)

I hope this request doesn't make you uncomfortable in any way! I just crave the duo of strong character x weak character, so I'm sorry if i didn't put it into good words.

I hope I've done my request well!

Thank your again for your attention and have a good day/evening/hight

I can totally relate to being weak by nature. So this might hit close to home for me 😅

Cloud

• Doesn’t at all care that his Male S/o weak by nature.

• he’s thinks that it doesn’t matter and he still loves him regardless.

• Actually, he thinks it’s cute.

• His Clumsiness. Cloud thinks it’s adorable but doesn’t say it cause of his own shy nature.

• Cloud also thinks that due to his S/o weak nature, it could be more of a hero to him.

• He may act like he’s annoyed by protecting him but he likes act as his protector.

• But he asks him if he could teach him some protective moves in case he isn’t there.

• After all, Cloud can’t be there all the time and he did need to learn to defend themselves a little bit.

• But regardless, Cloud still loves his S/o, even if he didn’t say it.

Noctis

• Like Cloud, he doesn’t care that his S/o is weak by nature.

• He really acts annoyed with his S/o clumsiness and Constant need for protection but it’s all an act.

• He loves acting as his S/o protector.

• He also thinks his Males S/o clumsiness is adorable and kinda funny.

• Of course, he wants him to learn self defense moves for him so Noct won’t get worried all the time.

• However, when I say Noct loves acting like someone’s hero, he means it.

• But he loves his boyfriend more 😘

Prompto

• Aww! He doesn’t think being weak by nature is a bad thing!

• So people aren’t meant to fight and that’s ok.

• Prompto will be his boyfriend’s Bodyguard!

• He’ll protect them from anything!

• Prompto all just wants his boyfriend to be happy and safe.

• Also Prompto is very clumsy himself so he’s glad he can find another person to relate to on that.

• Both of laugh at each other’s clumsiness. It’s all silliness with Prompto.

• However, if his boyfriend wants to learn some moves on how they want to defend themselves, Prompto wouldn’t mind.

• He just wants them to be happy.

[despairots]

#   ⌒ YOU GONNA SHARE OR?

𖥦 ˖⁩ ࣪ ִֶָ you didn’t know who to chose, they’re both so…

★ ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ ) › prompto x m!reader x noctis — poly, just teases, modern au.

a/n : mmm, promptis

warnings: sexual jokes, swearing :p

“fuck you!” “like, right now?” noct teased as i threw head into my pillow, prompto laughed turning of his DS, “we’ll stop teasing you if you just get ready.” prompto said as i glared at them both. “yeah? well get out if you want me to get ready.” i said as prompto and noct fist bumped each other before running out.

“those two idiots.” i smiled, getting up from my bed and opening my closet throwing on some forest green shirt with some dark green strips on it, ripped jeans with a black belt, sneakers and with some rings and necklaces. i grabbed my phone along with my airpods before running out, locking my door and heading out.

“took you long enough.” prompto said throwing an arm around me, “oh, can’t your boy take his time.” i gasped dramatically, leaning back dramatically as noct catched me, “can’t believe you said that to your dear bestfriend.” i commented, clinging onto noct, prompto pouting and looking away.

“just teasing~ where’s iggy and gladio?” i asked as we got into noct’s car, “said they’ll be waiting at us in the mall.” noct answered as i nodded pulling out my phone and airpods before playing music. “ohh~ what you listening there?” prompto snaked an arm around my waist, double tapping my phone.

“hayloft II?” i answered as he nuzzled his face into my neck, i furrowed my eyebrows, ‘totally unnecessary..? we’re just friends no biggie.’ i sighed, he tightened his grip on me as noct parked the car. “prompto~ let go.” i whined as i tried shaking him off, he mumbled a fine, letting go as we both exited.

noct grabbed my hand, calling ignis saying they arrived and gonna meet at GameStop (EBgames) hearing ignis on the other said saying sure.

“are you three dating?” i flared up at iris question, “u-uhh no…?” i mentally punched myself at the stuttering, iris looking me up and down, “you sure???” i gulped before nodding, i mean, i did have feelings for both of them and they were dating so i had no chance what so ever.

i sighed at the thought as everybody continued chatting and shopping, “you alright there, n/n?” gladio asked noticing my gloomy mood, “promise you won’t tease?” “promise.” “i like both noctis and prompto but they both dating and they probably not poly PLUS THEY PROBABLY SEE ME AS JUST A BESTFRIEND.” i explained as i sat down on a bench as noctis, prompto and iris went go kate & spades.

“hey, have you seen the way they act around you?” i looked at him with a confused look before shaking my head, he laughed before patting my shoulder, “look, they both like you. y’know what they said the other day to me and iggy? they said that your dense.” i groaned with gladio making fun of me.

“you just gotta let loose and see that they both like you and are willing to share you with each other.” i smiled at gladio, “thanks for making everything easier, gladdy.” “no problem kid.” he patted my head, noctis, prompto, and iris coming back from kate & spade, ignis coming back from old navy.

“aww~ n/n’s whining.” i glared at noct as he poked at my cheek, “you wanna get fucked up?” “sure but sorry i’m the top.” my cheeks turned red, “what the fuck!? not in that way!” i yelled as everybody laughed.

you see, we were all at gladio and ignis’s house deciding to have a sleepover, we were playing the games we brought from GameStop and both noctis and prompto kept flirting with me.

“it’s getting late, we should go to sleep.” ignis looked at his watch, “what? you want a proper sleep seclude?” i smirked as ignis rolled his eyes grabbing gladio and going to there shared rooms, iris already sleeping in her room leaving me and the two boys as we decided to watch a horror movie.

“why does the main character of every single horror movie gotta be stupid?” i muttered as i watched deena (i love her please 😕 don’t unfollow) observe ryan, i yawned feeling my eyes dropped, telling me to go to sleep.

i yawned letting my head collide with noct’s shoulder, “hey, noct, prompto…” they hummed looking at each other, “i like you both.” i said pecking noct’s lips and grabbed prompto’s hand leaving a kiss there before passing out on noct’s shoulder.

prompto flushed as he looked at his “bestfriend.” the move he pulled on both of them, noct still feeling his lips on his. guess they both underestimated him realizing he pulled the first move to confess and guess they decided to welcome him into their relationship.

[zzprompto]

hey-hey! i hope you're doing well, love your writing <3

if you can, could i ask for the ffxv boys (prompto, noctis, ignis, gladio) with a male reader who's in a band? preferably implied to be a poly romantic thing with them (unless you don't do poly, platonic is good!) you can pick whatever format you feel like! :]

☆ our boy's in a band

ffxv boys x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

"i can't wait to see him!" prompto's voice echoed throughout the halls, he was clearly excited about something. ignis hummed and nodded in agreement, so did noctis.

"yeah, he looked amazing tonight." gladio responded to prompto's comment, letting out a small sigh as an image in his mind appeared about this 'he'.

the men kept walking through the hallways, backstage in a venue. they were all giddy, and practically buzzing with excitement just to see this 'he'.

eventually, the group reached a dressing room. ignis decided to knock lightly on the door, waiting for a response or for someone to open the door for him and the group behind him.

a few seconds pass, but the door creaks open. a man is standing at the other side of the door, looking quite tired but his face lights up as soon as he sees the men infront of him.

"[name]!" the group call out, all rushing to hug the man. they all throw themselves on top of [name], each trying to steal a kiss from their boyfriend.

a light chuckle escaped [name]'s lips as he tried to pull his boyfriend's off. he wanted his space, a little air to breathe and preferably a warning if he was to get crushed once again.

"well it's good to see you all too." [name] finally spoke up, a smile on his face as he looks over at the group infront of him. they all looked back in awe, prompto rushing to hog [name] for himself.

"oh babe! you looked so good out there today! you were so amazing!" prompto cooed, squeezing [name] as tightly as he could before someone else stole him away. [name] smiled at prompto and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "thank you." [name] whispered back.

then, gladio pulled [name] out of prompto's arms so the man could rest in his own muscular arms. "you were so handsome and sexy up on that stage." gladio purred, placing a few kisses to [name]'s neck. [name] responded with a few laughs, finding the way gladio's facial hair scratched his neck to be quite ticklish.

"yes, you were quite fascinating on stage my dear." ignis piped up, walking towards [name] to place a kiss on his forehead. ignis then moved gladio's arms off of [name], worried the poor man might get squished. instead, ignis let gladio hold onto his hand.

noctis was the last one to come up to [name], wrapping his arms around his boyfriend to nuzzle himself in the other man's neck. he seemed to be more tired than [name] even though he wasn't the one performing.

"mhm.." noctis hummed in agreement to what everyone else said previously. he just seemed to be more interested in getting home to sleep, just like [name].

"you two look very tired." ignis comments, taking a look at his partner's faces. there's a small frown wanting to form on ignis' lips. his heart aches as he sees how tired noctis and [name] look. "i guess we should get going now. unless you have to go get your fans to cheer for you again, [name]?" ignis asked, almost as if he was teasing his boyfriend.

[name] rolled his eyes, letting his own arms wrap around noctis. "no, i don't need to have my fans cheer for me." [name] responded to ignis with a hum. "the only people i need to cheer for me are you guys." [name] smirked.

prompto started to holler at [name]'s words, gladio and ignis joining in with laughs of their own. prompto then practically jumps over to [name], giving him a kiss on the lips. noctis groans and he pushes prompto away, wanting to be the only one in [name]'s arms right now.

"well, if that's the case i think we can go to the car and drive home, yes?" ignis suggests and all of the men nod along to him. "let's go then." ignis continues, taking hold of prompto's hand to drag him to the car.

gladio walked over to [name], shaking noctis off of him to pick up the other man. "a reward for your impressive work today, my prince." gladio smirked, kissing [name]'s forehead and picking him up.

noctis groans once again, glaring at gladio for stealing away his warmth. he just sighed, not bothering with his boyfriend. he just followed him, and his other boyfriends, to the car.

the group walked over to the car, squeezing inside as best as they could. ignis started driving off back home, engaging in conversation with his boyfriends. they all laughed and talked with eachother on the way home.

suddenly, [name] realised something and his eyes widened.

"oh shit. i forgot all my stuff back in the dressing room.." [name] mumbled.

ignis immediately stopped the car and he turned back around. everyone groaned and sighed at [name], shaking their heads.

"[name]!" prompto whined, turning around in his seat and pouting at his boyfriend. "how could you!" prompto continued, acting as if [name] had done the worst thing in the world.

"it's not my fault you guys dragged me out of the dressing room so quickly! it's not my fault you guys wanted to see me and snuggle up to me so badly!" [name] chuckled at prompto. the blonde pouted, turning back around in his seat with his arms crossed over our chest.

"i guess we were just too eager to see our band boy." gladio teased, pressing a kiss to [name]'s cheek. noctis and ignis hummed in agreement, ignis continuing to drive back to the venue.

the group couldn't wait for [name]'s next performance, to have another moment like this. but, they hoped [name] wouldn't end up leaving his stuff again.

- author's note: hope you enjoyed this! this was kind of silly, but i love it. keep requests coming, i love writing requests for you guys :)

- navigation ; masterlist ; request

[alina-dixon]

Fandoms I write for:

(I Only write x Male readers)

(smut is allowed!)

Lists: part 2, part 3, part 4 Part 5

Linkin Park:

- Chester Bennington

- Mike Shinoda

Supernatural:

- Sam Winchester

- Dean Winchester

- John Winchester

- Castiel

- Lucifer

Star Wars:

- Anakin Skywalker

- Obi-wan Kenobi

- Kylo Ren

- The Madalorian

One Piece:

- Zoro

- Sanji

- Mihawk

- Shanks

- Law

- Ace

- Smoker

- Rob Lucci

Final Fantasy XV:

- Noctis

- Ignis

- Gladio

- Prompto

- Ardyn

- Cor

The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild

- Link

- Sidon

Monster High (Don't ask it was my childhood!): (Closed for now)

- Valentine Kieran

- Deuce Gorgon

- Jackson Jekyll/Holt Hyde

- Heath Burns

- Gil Webber

- Clawd Wolf

Rise of the Guardians: (Closed for now)

- Jack Frost

- North

ONCE UPON A TIME:(closed for now)

- Peter Pan

Stranger Things:

- Eddie Munson

- Peter Ballard(001)/Henry/Vecna

- Billy Hargrove

[kavvehs]

RULES

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I WILL WRITE…

female / gender neutral reader | headcanons | fluff | angst | yandere / dark content | suggestive | various au | spoilers | familial / platonic / romantic relationships | enemies to lovers | sagau | feel free to ask!!

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oneshots | male readers | ocs / canon x canon | nsfw | reader with specific physical traits | fetishes / kinks | cheating | incest | pedophilia | large age gaps

CHARACTERS I WILL WRITE

GENSHIN IMPACT — n/a

JUJUTSU KAISEN — satoru gojo, yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, nobara kugisaki, yuta okkotsu, maki zenin, aoi todo, MAHITO.

FIRE EMBLEM THREE HOUSES — all blue lions, all golden deer, seteth, flayn, rhea, dorothea, bernadetta, sothis, shez, arval.

NIER — brother!nier, kainé, devola, popola, 2b, 9s, a2, adam, eve.

PERSONA 5 ROYAL — REN AMAMIYA, yusuke kitagawa, ryuji sakamoto, haru okumura, makoto niijima, futaba sakura, “kasumi” yoshizawa, GORO AKECHI, morgana (platonic), sae niijima, takuto maruki.

K/DA — evelynn, seraphine, ahri

ARCANE — vi, silco, vander, jayce, viktor

BREATH OF THE WILD — LINK, zelda, SIDON, REVALI, mipha, urbosa.

JOJO’S BIZARRE ADVENTURE — dio, joseph joestar, team bucciarati, diavolo / doppio, narciso anasui, foo fighters, weather report, enrico pucci, jolyne kujo, emporio (platonic)

KILL LA KILL — ryuko, satsuki, mako.

YUGIOH — yugi, atem, joey, kaiba, jaden (+ yubel), chazz, jesse, zane.

CODE GEASS — lelouch, c.c., mao, suzaku, euphemia.

DARLING IN THE FRANXX — squad 13, zero two, klaxosaur princess, alpha

FINAL FANTASY — cloud, zack, tifa, aerith, reeve, rufus, sephiroth (cc), reno, rude, tseng, kadaj, yazoo, loz, denzel (platonic), noctis, prompto, gladiolus, ignis, lunafreya, gentiana, iris, nyx, crowe, ardyn.

if you’ve read this far and intend to request from me, pls like this post so i know you read it!

[theguardianofinsanity]

Can I please be left alone?

FFXV boys x gn reader

"My god, fucking finally" You say as you lean the front seat back with your legs crossed on the dashboard and close your eyes. It's been a while since you got the regalia to yourself without the boys being the most annoying thing to exist, expect for daemons. The car was parked perfectly under the shade with a nice breeze flowing through, honestly you could sit right here forever.

But, someone had to ruin it. You grimaced when you heard footsteps coming toward you. You pretended to sleep, relaxing your muscles, and slowing your breathing. The footsteps stop and you can feel the person's presence loom over you. "Y/N, why are you in my seat?".

Oh no, oh god no. You open your eyes slightly to see the blonde haired blue eyed gunslinger of the male quad staring down at you looking quiet sad.

"Did I do something wrong? You only sit up here when I make you mad" he softly asked.

You feel bad but then you remember, you all aren't going anywhere and that he hasn't been as obnoxious as Noctis. "No blondie, you haven't done anything wrong, I just wanted to sit up front alone for a bit" you start.

"I promise, when we set out on the road again, you'll get your seat back" comforting him, you mess with his hair. He crouches down to the sideview mirror fixing his hair, afterwards he smiles at you.

"Thank god, I really like it up here" he sighs in relief and stands back up.

"I know Prom, now if you will please? Let me rest, it's been a long week" you calmly ask with a small smile on your face.

"Oh yeah of course! See you Y/N! Love you" he yells while jogging away.

"Love you too!" You shout after. Finally, you close your eyes again. Maybe you can take a nap now.

But the clunking of someone else's shoes tells you that you probably can't.

You hear the back door open, shuffling, and small grunts. You decide to ignore and keep basking in the shade. Then a gruff voice catches your attention. "Where the hell did it go?" The voice says, sounding very annoyed. This continues for a couple more minutes before you get fed up.

"Who is there and what the hell are you looking for?" You asked angrily.

"Gladio and I can't find my book" he says and slams the door shut making you jump.

"I swear to the oracle if you don't stop being a whiny little baby I won't tell you where it could be" you snap at him.

"I'm not-! Fine where is it?"

"I would check inside the nightstand by Noctis' bed I keep catching him reading it"

"That son of a bitch! I told him not to touch it" Gladio curses.

"Please don't tell him I told you, he might warp me to the ocean" You ask getting chills.

"Yeah yeah sure whatever" he waves your request off stomping away.

"Love you too Mr.Mullet!" You yell after him. "Please Oracle Lunafreya, let me rest for 5 minutes in this comfortable seat not bothered by anyone else" you clasp your hands, pray and look at the clock, 2:38, okay you can do this.

It seems like the universe has a timer in it's hands. Someone knocks on the door of the car. You look at the clock again, 2:43, god damnit. You look go see who was knocking and disrupting you. "Hey Ignis, how can I help you on this dandy afternoon?" I ask with glaring eyes and a tight smile.

"Y/N I wanted to ask if you had any preferences on dinner tonight?" Ignis asks while readjusting his glasses.

"Wow, a good reason to bother me" you say in surprise.

"I'm not going to ask, anyways, any ideas?"

"Um, the thing we had at the last diner slapped so fucking hard" You drool at the thought of it. Looking back at Ignis who is kinda confused. "I'm assuming you wrote something down about it so if you will please, make it."

"I suppose I can do that" he responds pulling out his notebook. "We have enough gil for ingredients, I will be back soon"

"Thank you, you're amazing Iggy! Love you!" You call out to him.

"No need Y/N, I do what I can" He gives you a small wave.

"Okay that seems like everyone, let me put on some mus-"

"Y/N!" Another male voice screams.

You flinch, "Fuck, what is it now?" You turn over to see a roughed up furious Noctis running over to the car.

"You told Gladio that I had his book?" He just warped out his sword and is warping toward you.

"Shit shit shit shit!!" You yell and quickly scramble out of the car. Hopefully he will go into stasis before he can get to you.

Noctis after he finally grabs you:

[thedarkcoven]

The Devil's Black Heart | Chapter One

MINORS DNI! ADULT THEMES AHEAD !

~Renewed Chapter One

Ardyn x Reader. Ignis x Reader. Some Ravus x Reader. Protective older brother Prompto. Age difference (Ardyn is thousands of years old and reader is in 20s). Size Kink. Dubcon. Choking. Hair pulling. Face slapping. Oral Sex (both receiving). Somnophilia. Fingering. Semi-public sex. Knife play. Breeding Kink. Cum play. Spanking. Jealous Ignis. Protective Chocobros. Master/Pet play. Daemon!Ardyn. Possessive Ardyn.

~AU included where everyone survives including Ardyn

Taglist:

@hauntedadagium

@gabrielasalazar18

@restless-mama

@little-leeu

@winxtwins

@thithesandofferings

The air was warm against your skin as you awaited the return of Prince Noctis, your brother Prompto, Gladio, and Ignis; your back flush against the warmed ivory column that was a part of the entrance into the castle of Insomnia. Your brow raised as the four young men opened the door, Noctis's face a fed-up expression like usual. The blonde male, your brother, let out a sigh and motioned you to follow the group as they continued to walk.

The soft sound of pages being turned and pen scraping against the soft flat surface of the paper was like music to your ears as you did research on the different places in Eos that you would be seeing on your way to Altissia for Prince Noctis's wedding. Your friend, and crush, Ignis walked up with two cans of Ebony, his arm extending as he sat beside you at the library table. You thanked him and began tidying up the table so he could set his can down when he wasn't drinking any of his Ebony.

"You're really excited about this trip, aren't you, hm?" He placed his Ebony down softly and took the book from your hands, his long slender fingers flipping through the pages.

"You want to swim in Galdin?"

"Ye-Yeah. I think it would be fun." He pushed his glasses up at the bridge and gave a soft hum.

"I can make sure we will go swimming. Go get prepared for the trip. The King wants to speak with Noctis, Gladio, your brother, and me before we set off for Hammerhead. I'm sure you'd love to make sure you have everything you need. I'll clean this up for you."

"Thanks, Iggy." You gave a soft smile before placing a soft kiss on his cheek. "You're the best. Ignis became flustered, his cheeks turning a soft pink as you left the study to head to your room.

After promising to the King that you all would be by Noct every step of the way, you climbed into the back of the Regalia with Noctis and Gladio while Prompto climbed into the passenger seat and Ignis took the driver seat. You waved goodbye to Cor who closed the door and then smiled at Ignis as he looked at you through the rearview mirror.

"Well. Princes will be Princes." He said with a matter-of-fact tone as he smiled at you slightly.

"So much for royal protocol." Added Ignis as he ran his fingers through his ash-brown hair.

"Not like you had to give a royal address." The muscular dark-haired man, Gladio stated.

"Your Highness!" Drautos, King Regis's right-hand man called out, walking carefully behind the King as they made their way down to the five of you.

In the midst of Prompto driving, after Ignis agreed to take a break from driving, the Regalia broke down. Noctis, Gladio, and Prompto waited outside of the car trying to get someone to stop and help. When you suggested that you could easily get someone to pull over Ignis shot you a glare and pointed at the front seat making you move into the seat beside him.

"We all ready to head out?" You asked, feeling super excited about getting to meet Lady Lunafreya.

"Tch. I'm ready as I'll ever be." Noct said as he rested his head back against the back of the leather seat, closing his eyes as Iggy began to drive."

"What? I-I was just stating-."

"U-Uh… really?" Noct sounded defeated as yet another vehicle passed by without stopping to check to see if you all were okay or not.

After paying with the rest of the fund you and Ignis returned to the other three handing Prompto and Noctis their snacks and drinks and handing Gladio his drink before plopping down on Ignis's lap after he sat down. He tensed up, his cheeks going red as he cleared his throat then opened his Ebony and took a drink. You pulled your phone out and began playing some King's Knight while leaning back against him to rest your head on his shoulder. He froze, hiding his face slightly as Prompto snapped a photo of the both of you.

After agreeing to push the vehicle to Hammerhead and getting settled in so you could rest, a blonde woman who was the mechanic of the place introduced herself as Cindy. You smiled and shook her hand introducing yourselves. While she and her grandfather, Cid, worked on the car, Ignis asked if you could join him in gathering supplies while the other rested at the diner.

"Sorry about the Regalia, Y/N. I know how excited you are about the travel." Ignis said with a soft smile, his green eyes looking into yours.

"Hey... don't worry about it. I'll love every step of the way as long as I have you by my side. You're my best friend and I'm glad to have you four with me. So. Are we going to just set up camp here then?"

"I don't know. Hopefully, the Regalia will be done by nightfall but if we have to stay here then so be it." You nodded with a smile and grabbed some Ebony along with a few other necessities that might be needed for the trip.

"Hm. We are low on funds. Maybe there is a way to earn some?" You asked looking over at him.

"Maybe we can ask Cindy about where we can earn some Gil." You gave a quick nod.

Prompto made you stay back at Hammerhead while they did some bounties to make the quick Gil so it was slightly boring for you until Cindy offered that you could help if you wanted. It piqued your interest so you greed, allowing her to show you the ropes. It was so fascinating learning about the car and all of the different parts along with what they did. When the boys returned the car was ready to go but since it was getting late, Cindy lent the group some Gil to pay for you to stay at the camper next to Takka's diner.

"So what now?" Gladio asked taking a gulp of his drink.

"I say we talk to Cindy to see if there is any way we are able to earn some quick Gil for the travels ahead." Prompto nodded at Iggy's statement and took more pictures here and there.

"Sounds good. The sooner we can get out of here the better." Noct said as he stood, yawning and stretching. After quickly finishing your level you stood and pushed your phone into your pocket following the guys to the garage to talk with the blonde mechanic.

Gladio, Prom, and Noct sat outside at the tables playing King's Knight together while you watched Ignis work his magic in the kitchen. Your eyes stayed glued to his forearms after he rolled his sleeves up, his veins popping out slightly as his muscles flexed with each movement. You couldn't help but be mesmerized by his hands and how expertly he moved his fingers as he added ingredients and used the utensils to cook the food. You could almost imagine how they would feel against your skin. Since you were so caught up in watching how his hands worked, you didn't hear him speaking to you.

Once everyone was done and the dishes were cleaned, you and the guys quickly changed into nightclothes. The feeling of someone's eyes on you made you shudder. You turned to see Ignis quickly looking away and you felt yourself becoming flustered as you climbed into the camper bed. Knowing you would be sharing the bed with Ignis made your heart race even more. You currently had two emotions running through you at the moment. Nervousness about sharing the bed with Iggy and you just felt off as if something bad was bound to happen soon. You just shook it off as nerves.

"Y/N? Are you alright?" You began to blush and gave a nervous laugh as you rubbed the back of your neck.

"Ye-Yes, Iggy? I'm um I'm fine. Do you need anything from me?" Your face grew hot as Ignis raised a brow at you before continuing to cook. Once he plated the food he handed you two plates, one being for Prompto and the other being for yourself.

"Just relax is all I ask of you. I'll see if Gladio will help with the dishes after we all get done eating."

After saying goodnight and turning the lights off you felt the bed dip from the weight of Ignis climbing into the bed and resting his head on his pillow. You couldn't help but to turn and face him, the light from outside spilling in and highlighting his features. It was rare to see Ignus without his glasses and frankly, he looked ethereal. Seeing him like this took the nervousness away. You gasped and went to turn away as he opened his eyes, turning his head to look at you until you felt his large hand wrap around your wrist.

The next day you said your saying goodbyes to Cindy before heading off to Galdin Quay. Gladio sat in the back with you and Noct again as Prompto sat in the passenger seat taking photos along the way. You smiled as Gladio wrapped an arm around you, pulling you against him, sharing one of his favorite books with you to help pass the time. Ignis chuckled as you stuck your tongue out at Prompto when he began taking pics of you and Gladio before you returned to Gladio's book.

"Is something troubling you, Y/N?" His voice was low as he let go of your wrist and reached up brushing a loose strand of your hair behind your ear, sending electricity through you as his soft skin brushed against your cheek.

"Just… I feel as if something basis going to happen. Something just doesn't feel right, Iggy."

"I assure you it's nothing. You should get some rest. First thing in the morning we will be heading to Galdin Quay." He gave a soft smile before you turned and faced your back to him again. The feeling of Ignis scooting closer made you smile to yourself unaware of him being hesitant at first wrapping an arm around you; his warmth helping you drift off to sleep.

You were finally in Galdin. You made your way across the water on the wooden alk way toward the entrance of where the restaurant was located, running into a very mysterious man in strange yet fancy-looking clothing with wine-red hair and golden eyes. You couldn't deny how attractive the man was and found yourself staring at him. You raised a brow as Ignis stepped in front of you slightly as the man's eyes landed on yours.

You were informed by a man named Dino who is a journalist that yes the docks are closed only temporarily but he could pull some strings and get a boat for the group but only if you agreed to help out with something. He needed some help gathering some ore for his side job as a jeweler.

"I'm afraid you're out of luck." The man's voice was husky with a sly tone weaved in. It sounded like heaven.

"Are we now?" Noctis asked sounding a bit irritated.

"The boats bring you here." He stated motioning back to the dock where the ships usually stop for passengers and goods that are being transported.

"What about 'em?" Prompto asked looking a tad nervous like he usually does.

"Well, they'll not take you forth." The man said looking a bit defeated, scratching the back of his head under his hat.

"And what's your story?" Gladio looked upset as the man began to walk through your group towards the walkway.

"I'm an impatient traveler. Ready to turn ship. The ceasefire's getting us nowhere." He said holding something in his hand before flicking it towards Noctis. Gladio caught it before it could hit Noct's face.

"Tch, what's this? Some kind of souvenir?" Gladio asked examining the coin.

"They make those?" Prompto asked excitedly.

"What? No!" Noct looked at your brother with a warning glare.

"Consider it your allowance." The man said with a slight smile.

"Oh yeah? And who's 'allowing' us?" Gladio looked pretty fed up at this point as he looked at the guy. Your cheeks became flushed and you felt your throat tighten as the man's eyes landed on you with a smirk on his face.

"A man of no consequence." He said before turning and leaving.

"Yeah right…" Noct said rolling his eyes.

"Do you trust what he was saying?" Prompto asked grabbing your hand to make sure you were okay.

"I am skeptical yet I won't brush off the possibility that it may be. Let us go check it out for ourselves. Shall we?" Ignis looked over at you as you nodded and gave your brother's hand a squeeze before walking to the docks.

Since the group agreed, you asked if you could come along. It was just gathering some gems so there would be no fighting involved. The guys agreed so you felt excited to be a part of the group like when they went out to do certain bounties and tasks. Even though it was just collecting the gems, you still felt like you were doing something. Prompto chuckled and ruffled your hair as you all headed to the car to drive to the nearby location Dino had pointed out for you all where the ore was.

Ignis stopped and grabbed your hand out of instinct, pulling you against himself as he nodded toward what made him stop. It was a giant bird that they saw during one of their bounties in Hammerhead, You blushed at how close you were, yours and his nose brushing as he looked back down at you, the guys staring at the two of you. You cleared your throat softly so as to not wake the beast and pulled away.

The next morning you woke a bit before Noctis. Gladio smirked and nudged your brother as soon as he saw you sit up. Prompto smiled and grabbed a plate that had a muffin on it with a note from Ignis then walked over, sat beside you, and handed it to you.

"I can stay here. You guys go ahead and get the gem. Just to be safe." You stated meekly, knowing what they were going to suggest anyway. Iggy gave a nod and motioned for the other three to follow him carefully and quietly.

You covered your mouth and hid behind the jagged rock as the giant bird woke. It stood, straightening its wings, and flew off causing a huge strong gust of wind, allowing the guys to grab the gem with no problem. Of course, Prompto took a quick snapshot of the creature before it was able to fly away then quickly met up with the guys. When they returned and you were all walking back to the Regalia, Gladio nudged Ignis with a smirk.

"So... what was that about earlier, huh?" Ignis froze as he became flustered, pushing his glasses up nervously and continuing to walk.

"What do you mean?" Iggy cleared his throat as he glanced over at you who had a matching red face.

"Yeah. What do you mean, Gladdy?" You asked raising a brow while crossing your arms over your chest, huffing a little.

"Come on, sis. I've known you had a crush on Igni- ow!"

"Prompto! Shut up!" You punched his arm and looked away, feeling too flustered to look at Ignis. "Le-Let's just hurry back to Dino and give him his stupid rock. It's getting dark anyway."

Since it was going to be overnight until he boat would arrive, the five of you check into your hotel that Dino paid for and changed into swim suits. Once you stepped out of the bathroom, Ignis, Gladio,a nd Noct froze. Their eyes glueing to you as they stared at you in awe. Prompto stepped in front of you and crossed his arms.

"Guys... You two also? C'mon now. Let's head to the water, sis." Your brother said with one last glare before heading down to the beach with you.

When the other three arrived you flung some water at Gladio, laughing as he ran into te water and splashed you back. Ignis sat at the edge of the water watching you, Gladio, Prompto, and Noctis play. When you noticed he wasn't in the water you swam over then walked over to him, his green eyes looking up at you.

"Come join me, Iggy? Relax and have some fun. Please?" You gave him puppy dog eyes with a cute pout.

"Oh, alright." He stood and grabbed your hand, walking into the water with you. "You um. You look beautifu." Ignis felt stupid and couldn't find the right words as you placed your hands on his shoulders, using the water as leverage to wrap your legs around his hips, locking them behind him. You smiled and placed a kiss to his cheek then rested your head against the crook of his neck.

"Thanks, Iggy. You're so tense. Relax, yeah?" He let out a shaky breath and relaxed as best as he could, holding you close.

You couldn't sleep as you listened to the sound of Noctis, Prompto, and Gladio snoring. Noticing Ignis wasn't making any noise you turned to face him. In the dim lighting you could see he was laying on his back until he noticed you were facing him, his eyes were now on you. He opened his arms, hinting for you to get closer so you did. Ignis gave a small smile and rested his hand on your lower back while you lay your head on his chest. He took his free hand and grabbed yours. You looked up at him, taking in his beauty, listening to his quickening heartbeat.

"Your heart is beating so fast." Your voice was a quiet whisper as you sat up on your arms slightly, looking down into his eyes.

"It's nothing. YOu should get some rest now. Tomorrow we will be on our way to see Lady Lunafreya."

"Okay." You were hesitant but you lay back down, pressing a kiss to his jawline. "Goodnight, Iggy."

"Goo-. Hm." He cleared his throat and tightened his arm around you. "Goodnight, Y/N."

You felt butterflies in your stomach as he gently kissed your forehead, his finger tips running up and down your side before he finally fell asleep. You fell asleep shortly after listening to the sound of his heart softly drumming against his chest and his quiet breathing.

“For 'Darling’. Ignis left this for you.” He said with a smirk before heading over to stand with Gladio again.

Noct sat up and yawned, stretching a bit before he got out of bed while rubbing his eyes. Finally, the prince of slumber was awake. You smiled as you began to eat the muffin Iggy had left for you. It was your favorite. He must’ve remembered.

You felt your face grow warm as you opened the note which read:

'Darling. I will be back shortly. I needed to go gather some supplies. Do enjoy. I want you to have some sustenance before we head out to meet Lady Luna. -Iggy’

You couldn’t say anything as you all made your way back towards Insomnia. Seeing all of the giant Imperial ships flying overhead made your heart sink, knowing what the papers said are true. Ignis had to turn off the to the side road since the Imperials sat up a blockade. Since the four would be going to investigate, you agreed to stay behind in the Regalia.

“Heya. Mornin’.” Prompto greeted.

“Where’s Specs?” He asked, placing his hands on his hips.

“Should be back any minute now.” Gladio reassured him. A few moments later Iggy returned with a newspaper in hand and a glum look on his face.

“What’s that look for?” Noct asked curiously as Iggy handed the paper to Gladio.

“It’s in all the papers.” Iggy said with a somber tone.

“What is?” Noct looked like he was growing impatient like a child being told to wait patiently for a treat.

“Insomnia falls-” Prompto read.

“What?! Is this your idea of a joke?” Noct spat angry words at Ignis.

“I need you to calm down so I can explain.” Ignis tried to speak reason. You stood and walked over to Iggy, unsure of what was going on.

“I’m as calm as I’m gonna get-.”

“There was an attack. The Imperials have taken the Crown City.” You covered your mouth as Gladio began to read from the paper. The King was found dead.

“No wait…. hold on. It’s lies.”

“If only.” Prompto said, turning to look at the group. “We have to turn back.”

“It may not be safe for us there-.” Ignis said with concern.

“It may not be safe for us here.” He added. And he was right. What if the Imperials look for us here.

“Turn back?” Gladio asked, looking at Noct.

“Yeah.”

Before they could walk off, you grabbed Prompto’s wrist and pulled him close, wrapping your arms around him tightly, and resting your forehead against his. You were terrified. Out of all the dangerous missions they had done before, knowing the Imperials were involved made you worry more than usual. He gave a small smile as he placed his hand on your cheek.

“Don’t worry bout me, lil sis. I’ll be well taken care of.”

“You better be. I’ll kick their asses if you aren’t.” He let out a soft chuckle before meeting up with the others. Ignis patted Prompto’s shoulder with a nod before they all vanished behind the walls leading to the overlook of Insomnia. The sounds of gunshots make your heart sink due to not knowing what was going on.

~A Few Days Later~

The group was finally in Lestallum to meet up with Gladio's little sister, Iris. It was nice to finally be able to sleep in an actual bed again after having to camp on the ground in a tent for a bit. You, however, felt extremely nervous since you would be rooming with Ignis while Gladio roomed with Noctis and Prompto. Ignis seemed irritated as Gladio kept going on about everything he wanted to do and what things the group should do with Iris. Gladio raised a brow when you walked over, placing your hands on his shoulders and kissing his cheek.

"How about we all rest a bit and tomorrow we can get some cup noodles then go exploring with Iris? Does that sound good? I'm sure Ignis would love a breather. He's been the driver after all." Gladio looked between the two of you and gave a small nod then left with a wink at Ignis.

"You didn't have to do that." Ignis stated as he began unbuttoning his shirt and then taking his gloves off.

"I-I um. I know. I just figured you needed to relax is all." You assured as you averted your eyes from him when he opened his shirt, pulling it off and folding it, placing it on the bed before walking over to you. He placed his index and middle finger under your chin, tilting your head up and making you look into his eyes.

"You've been awfully quiet as of late. Is it something I've done?" Your heart broke at the expression of worry on his face.

"Of course not, Iggy! You could never do something that would upset me. You always do so much for us and it's just... all of this is so much but with you around. it puts me at ease." You smile up at him, resting your hands against his bare chest.

"I try to protect you as much as I can. I can't bear losing you, Y/N." You felt your face grow warm as he pulled your face close to his, your lips brushing against his as the door opened up.

"Hey, Iggy. You think we could go out and eat tonigh- oh my Shiva!" Prompto looked up from his camera, his eyes going wide as you quickly pulled away. Noctis stood behind him with a smirk. Ignis let out a sigh as he walked over to his bag and grabbed a fresh shirt.

"I-I'm going to get some fresh air." Prompto grabbed your arm softly before you could walk passed him and Noct.

"N-No. We can leave."

"It's okay really. I just.. need some fresh air. I have my phone if you need me. Now, I better go. I feel as if I'm going to pass out." Prompto gave a nod and let you pass so you could leave.

Lestallum is such a beautiful city at night. The air filled with the delicious aroma of all kinds of foods and sweets. You took note of the nearby restaurant you wanted to check out on the way back to the room while making your way down to the overlook that gave a beautiful view of the Disc of Cauthess. You were so caught up in its beauty that you didn't hear footsteps as someone walked up behind you, stopping beside you.

"Beautiful... isn't it?" That voice.