#prompto argentum n/sfw

[cravingsfromatwistedone]

CHOCO-CHOCOBO! [ FIC / NSFW ]

AUTHOR'S NOTE: NOW THAT I'M PLAYING FFXV, I JUST KNOW THAT PROMPTO WOULD ADORE THE CONCEPT OF CHOCOBO GIRLS (FF13: LIGHTNING RETURNS IN YUSNAAN) ! I'D LIKE TO THINK THAT THE GUY FROM THE CANVAS OF PRAYERS WHO WANTED A CHOCOBO GIRL'S NUMBER WAS PROMPTO IN ANOTHER LIFE. ANYWHO, ENJOY READING, MY DARLINGS! TW: ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, USAGE OF PETNAMES (PRINCESS, BABE), EXPLICIT NSFW CONTENT (IT STARTS OFF CUTE BUT IT GETS NASTY AFTER THAT!) PROMPTO ARGENTUM X FEM! READER

The Chocobo Post in Duscae has never been this livelier before ever since they organized Chocobo races. Now that the Deadeye in the area is dead, the owner and staff decided to implement a feature that was long pushed aside due to the past circumstances they had. With enough Gil and materials, what they had planned went in full swing, accompanied with many new and familiar faces; the owner himself even graciously invited the four Hunters

That's why the blonde male was shaking in his boots. Sure, he was excited that Noct mentioned something about visiting the Chocobo Post in a passing statement but he wasn't expecting this. His blue eyes keep flitting everywhere, from the gang to the owner then back to the girls in front of him. Mind you, girls who were dressed up akin to Chocobos. Their outfit consisted of scantily golden coloured bikini tops, thigh high stockings and boots that looked like Chocobo feet. Not to mention the feathery plumage behind them and the feathery wing-like gloves. It doesn't help that the girls were grinning at him, giggling at him as they beckon for him to come closer

"Hey, aren't you the one of the Hunters that killed off that Deadeye? Choco-choco thanks!" "Choco-chocobo, your hair have the same colour as our Chocobos! Say, do you want to take a picture with us?" "You're pretty cute for a Hunter, y'know! Come here, Chocobo boy!"

No wonder the guys were grinning from ear-to-ear in the car, refusing to give an inkling of what he was going to see when they arrived there. Everyone that day could still remember the visible flush that was on his cheeks and neck, the male capable of saying yes meekly to the Chocobo Girls' invitation for an impromptu photo session. It was a really, really long day

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"Do you think this looks alright?" You asked, the feathery plumage fluttering as you do a twirl. He swallowed the lump in his throat. Hard. "Yeah, it looks fine, totally fine—" He blurted out, propping his chin up on his hand as he stared up at the figure standing in front of him, baby blue eyes skimming down your form greedily. It doesn't help that his skin is warming up considerably too. He sat up straight, hands reaching out for you and his fingertips grazing your exposed sides "Can I touch it?" He coughed out, shaking his head as he cleared his throat before muttering "Can I touch you?—" His eyes are wide with so much hope pooling in them, his brows arching upwards and his lips pursed in a thin line. A very nervous, quivering line

"You don't have to ask permission," You giggled as a smile blossomed on your pink lips. Lips that he just simply adores. He sucked in a breath sharply, holding it as his gloved hands enveloped around the smooth flesh. He pressed his thumbs into your muscles gently, slowly trailing them upwards while he pulled you closer and closer to him "So pretty," He mumbled, his golden bangs tickling the skin of your breasts as he planted a soft kiss in between them "My very own Chocobo girl who's the cutest," The male added a beat later, letting his lips linger on your skin a while longer before sinking his teeth in, evoking out a gasp of surprise out of your lips. It's so hot. His ears are burning from hearing that precious little noise. "The sexiest," He drawled out, arms snaking around your hips and waist as his hands began to fondle with the straps of the costume "Wanna take these off," He muttered, his fingers hooking into the elastic band of your shorts, sliding them down just enough so he could see your pussy. It was soaking wet, your wetness staining the fabric. His tongue swiped against his lips unconsciously, his eyes narrowing in interest as he pulled the cloth down all the way through before his hands went back to squeeze your thighs, tempted to just swipe the pads of his fingers against your clit "All this just for me?" He questioned, the edges of his eyes crinkling from grinning too widely "Can't wait to fuck you stupid, babe—" The male hastily dragged his other hand to the buckle of his belt, undoing it as he tugged you down to his lap, cock straining against the fabric of his jeans and once he does undo his jeans, he's almost embarrassed of how stiff he was. Keyword; almost. He couldn't care less of about what he feels right now, the only thing he wants to feel is your tight walls enveloping him and clenching down on him like a vice. His blue eyes turned into half-lids as he watched how the head of his cock brush and prod against your soaked folds, your arousal just simply dripping and coating over the flushed tip. He let out a hiss through gritted teeth as you started to lower yourself down, fingers digging into your backside as you take him inch by inch He knew that you had to ease yourself like this every time, your cunny too tight even for his size but fuck, he can't take it anymore—

The blond wrapped his arms around you, muttering a gentle 'Sorry' against the shell of your ear before grabbing a handful of your thighs and forcing you down his cock, the male happily swallowing up your whimper when he pressed his lips on yours. " 'm sorry, 'm sorry—" He chanted, groaning into your mouth as your hips met in rapid succession "Wanted my cock in you so, so, much, princess—" As soon as he said those words, he felt you tighten around his pulsing cock and he nearly sprained his neck from how hard he threw his head back, his brain filled to the brim with the thoughts of your warm pussy and how good it felt to be in it. One of his hands slithered up to grab a fistful of your hair, pulling it back just so he could litter a mess of hickeys on the soft skin of your neck

"That's it, keep-mmh-taking my cock like that," The blond praised, his mouth parted slightly before he moved up to your lips, blue eyes fluttering shut from the taste of your tongue invading his mouth which just made him hasten his pace even more. He had to pull away, he had to. If not, he would've busted his load right then and there and he didn't want that He wanted his sweet, sexy girlfriend to cum first So with another whine leaving his lips, he dragged his hand to be in between your legs, rubbing his fingers on to your clit furiously while you start to squirm in his embrace. The male knew you was close, judging by the way your muscles are tensing up, your moans getting higher in pitch. He wasn't so far behind either, his thrusts mostly consisted of him rutting his pathetic cock in and out as he tried to push the both of you over the edge "P-Prompto, I'm going to—" Your words were cut off by a loud, pleasured cry and it made Prompto lose his mind, your slick juices dribbling down his thighs as he continued to bully his cock into you. It was more than enough for the man to let loose now that your needs were satiated first. With another bruising kiss to your lips, the blond pulled away before putting his entire focus into his pace, not really heeding the constant pleas and whines from you to 'slow down' and be 'gentle' He's almost there, he can feel it. His thighs going taut, his jaws clenched and the constant, throbbing ache in his loins as he kept on going. His persistence was then rewarded, the blond whimpering in pure delight as he felt his sweet girl clenching on him for the third time. His body not even hesitating to just simply flood you with his warmth, your pussy milking his cock for he's worth while you both basked in the sweet, sweet afterglow. He'll worry about the Chocobo costume later on, his brain's too mushed to think about cleaning them and returning them back to the owner. It was a rental after all

[azxremoon]

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BREATH OF THE WILD . . . COFFEE AND TEA

link, zelda, mipha, revali, sidon, urbosa, ganondorf, sonia, rauru.

CODE GEASS . . . CINNAMON ROLLS

lelouch vi britannia, c.c., suzaku kururugi.

FINAL FANTASY . . . CREPES

noctis lucis caelum, prompto argentum, gladiolus amicitia, ignis scientia, lunafreya nox fleuret, ardyn izunia, nyx ulric.

FIRE EMBLEM . . . MACARONS

chrom, frederick, robin, lon’qu, gaius, tharja, henry, grima, lucina, owain, morgan (platonic), corrin, jakob, ryoma, takumi, xander, leo, camilla, azura, odin, niles, silas, kaze, byleth, blue lions, rodrigue, golden deer, rhea, seteth, jeralt, shez, sothis, arval, alear, lumera, alfred, veyle, pandreo, diamant, alcryst, sombron, nell.

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satoru gojo, yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, nobara kugisaki, maki zenin, aoi todo, suguru geto, ryomen sukuna, kenjaku, mahito.

NIER . . . FRUIT TARTS

younger + older brother!nier, kaine + tyrann, 2b, 9s, a2, adam, eve.

PERSONA . . . CAKES

makoto yuki, kotone shiomi, akihiko sanada, junpei iori, aigis, shinjiro aragaki, ryoji mochizuki, jin, takaya, chidori, theodore, ren amamiya, yusuke kitagawa, goro akechi, takuto maruki.

[the-blind-geisha]

May I ask for a SFW love letter, please? Penned by Prompto Argentum and addressed to a nonbinary reader? CHRYSANTHEMUM (GENERAL) - Cheerfulness, You’re a wonderful friend, CORNFLOWER - Delicacy, refinement, DAISY - Innocence, Loyal Love, I’ll Never tell, FORGET ME NOT - True Love, Memories, HONEYFLOWER - Generous Affection, Sweetness of DispositionThank you for doing this!

A/N: Aww, it's my pleasure! I thank you for the request~!

Heyas,

So I wanted to thank you for like staying with me and all that stuff when I was crazy sick. I didn't think you'd do that, really. I don't mean that in a mean way! Honest!

I usually ask the guys to hang out when I'm like this, but I dunno. I always feel very different when it comes to you. It's weird to say that I don't like to feel or seem that vulnerable? Do you ever feel that way? I would hope so... Otherwise, this is going to be very weird and seem stupidly personal coming from me.

But yeah. Vulnerability....

It was kinda nice to just sit and talk on a deep level. I didn't think I could forget about this cold that's brought me down to what feels like death but. Yeah. Just talking like that was nice. Real nice...

I'm being stupid. I know I am. But if I have to be honest, I treasure our friendship. I worry if my crazy next few words are gonna ruin that for us—for me.

So umm, yeah. Those last few days were a real eye opener if anything. I really enjoyed your company and all of that. While I super treasure our friendship, I wanted to ask if you'd be okay if we tried to become more than that? You know—more than BFFs but BLFs—Best Lovers Forevers?

I never really talked about anything like this before. Usually I am probably just seen as the crazy kid who won't stay in his lane or something. But this was just more than a friendship thing I saw during my sickness. I am sure you didn't mean for it to become like that but—umm... I...I really liked hanging out like that on such a personal level.

I was embarrassed at first but it turned into this domestic setting that I really want in the future.

You're really sweet and kind and just all around awesome, you know? I know I have that all now in the form of a friendship, but I want more than that for just a bit. Maybe we could take it out on a test run or something? If you decide you don't like it, we can stop doing it. Ya know, I gotta be honest—I don't think I could lose what we have in the form of friends over a relationship.

That's what I was talking about earlier... So, if you don't want to do this, you can tell me no. I won't be mad or anything. We can continue like the same as before!

But I'd be lying to myself if I said I didn't see anything more with us. I can... easily. That whole, what was it, a week I was sick? Yeah. That was eye opening. A lot. I'd be hurting myself if I didn't tell you this. I'd be kicking myself in the head if you found someone else to be your partner in crime throughout the coming years or so while I sat on the sidelines mad I didn't say a thing.

So, what do you wanna do? Do you wanna try this out with me? We can take it slow, ya know? We can play video games together and eat something you like for dinner and see it as this sort of date night without being too cuddly and stuff. Unless you like cuddling?? Do you like cuddling?

Asking for a friend.

Umm, yeah. How do I end this? Well, uh, call me or something to let me know how you feel. I was too embarrassed to actually talk over the phone or something about it all. But, yeah. I like you—a lot. A whole lot.

Okay, fine. I love you. There. I did it.

Prompto Argentum

[joy-laufeyson]

Final Fantasy XV fic recommendations

(Reader inserts) Recommendations of my favorite headcanons/imagines/fics/scenarios (I don’t own any)

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@ ashaluciscaelum's masterlist @ ff15trashgoldenslumbers' masterlist @ ffxvhoe's masterlist @ fortheloveofeos´ masterlist @ inconsistencys' masterlist @ mandakatt's masterlist @ miss-scientia's masterlist @ randomfandomimagine´s masterlist

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THE CHOCOBROS

Noctis Lucis Caelum • Prompto Argentum • Ignis Scientia • Gladiolus Amicitia

↪︎ @ insomniasix's (promto) masterlist ↪︎ @ insomniasix's (ignis) masterlist ↪︎ @ insomniasix's (gladio) masterlist

KINGSLAVE

Nyx Ulric • Ravus Nox Fleuret

↪︎ @ insomniasix's (nyx) masterlist

THE CHOCOBROS (GENERAL)

fluff / kisses + Ravus, Luna, Ardyn, Nyx & Cor

angst fluff / blinded + Nyx & Ravus

fluff / you’re injured

fluff / moving in together + Nyx

fluff / flirting

fluff / acepting their feelings

fluff / au mistletoe

fluff / initialy hating you

fluff / they´re sick

fluff / proposing

sfw / buying lingerie

angst fluff/ arguing over y/n

fluff / celebrating your birthday

angst / argument

fluff / wearing glasses

angst / broken phone

angst fluff / the crystal chose you

fluff / dyed hair

fluff / using their outfits

sfw / period simulator + Nyx & Cor

fluff / turned into a child

fluff / checking out their crush and getting caught by another chocobro

fluff / borrowing Cindy's clothes

fluff / dancing in the rain + Ravus

sfw / turn ons + Cor, Nyx & Ravus

fluff / murmuring their name in your sleep

angst fluff / comforting crush after being cheated on by ex

nsfw / shower sex

fluff / thunderstorm

fluff / trying to make y/n smile

fluff / insecure about scars

fluff / looking through your sketchbook

fluff / wrestling turning into make out session

fluff / dog cupid

fluff / kissing their scars

nsfw / getting caught

fluff angst / anxiety attacks

fluff / passed out

fluff / "can you hold something for me?"

fluff / valentine's day

fluff / 1st I love you

love triangle

angst fluff / Gladio x reader x Prompto

angst fluff / Noctis x reader x Ignis

angst fluff / Prompto x reader x Noctis

angst fluff / Ignis x reader x Gladio

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Updated:15-June-2022

[bladesandstars]

100 Ways to Say "I Love You" - Multifandom Style

I've been wanting to take prompts again, and this prompt list seemed like a great way to do that! The list is below - just send me an Ask with a number and pairing of your choice and I'll write you a drabble!

The list of fandoms and pairings I'm willing to write for is... let's just say it's growing by the day! Also below, and I've listed a few pairings/characters I'd love to get, but feel free to branch out - I'm open to most anything! SFW/N/SFW, AUs, crossovers - just looking to have fun! 

Info under the cut.

Rules:

If you specifically want romance or platonic for a pairing, let me know, otherwise I'll just pick based on what strikes me.  I will DM you if I don't think I can do your pairing justice, and let you pick another!

If you want N/SFW (or want to give me the option), you must be 18+, and let me know that too. 

Please feel free to suggest any of my AUs that you’ve seen or a new one.

As these get claimed, I’ll strike out the ones that are taken and list the fandom/pairing next to it, and reblog this every so often in updated status. I’ll also link to the prompt fills once they’re done.

Please feel free to suggest characters and pairings other than what I've listed below, as long as they’re in these fandoms. Crossovers within the specified fandoms are fine. Go wild. I cannot stress this enough. Looking to stretch myself with these!

Fandoms:

FFXV - for sure. I ship MANY things here, including quite a few OT3s and our classic OT4. This page lists a bunch of faves if you want inspiration. (NOTE: I WILL TAKE SOME prompts for the uber-popular pairings in XV (you know who you are), but this is an exercise to stretch myself and try new things, so I’ll limit those. Please have another pairing in mind in case somebody has beaten you to it!)

The Arcana - I love everyone and have played everything that’s out except for Nadia’s and Asra’s reversed endings. I'll write your apprentice if you want, just give me a little about their personality.

The Dragon Prince - Viren is my BOY and I'm also real excited about Harrow and Sarai and Amaya. And also Runaan. Ok you get the picture. I love the whole cast. No NSFW with kid characters, shippy/crushy stuff with them is fine. I've seen all available episodes.

Doctor Who/Torchwood - Doctors 9-12 (I haven't watched 13th yet); Jack Harkness is bae.

Game of Thrones/ASOIAF: Brienne, Sansa, Arya, Tyrion, and Petyr are big favorites. Also Jaime and Tormund.

Letterkenny - That’s a Texas-sized 10-4 on me being actually serious here.

OMGCP/Check, Please! - Been wanting to write for this wonderful hockey webcomic since forever, no time like the present. Shardo (Shitty/Lardo) and Zimbits (Jack/Bitty) are my OTPs but I’m open to lots!

Marvel -  I have an entire Deadpool sideblog, so yeah. Burrito Peter (Peter B), Jessica Jones, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Miles Morales, Negasonic and Yukio, Carol Danvers (Carolmaria is SO Good), Gambit - this 'verse is huge but those are a few loves. I’m new here so no worries about popular pairings.

OCs -  I have several original characters who - I guess I just decided - I’m posting their profiles here later so I can write them!  If one or more strike your fancy (or if you are one of the poor unfortunate souls I scream at about my babies on the regular, in which case I am so sorry), feel free to prompt them!

FFXIII - I’m about halfway through Lightning's first game, and given my levels of Aranea stanning, I love Lightning about as much as you’d expect. I would die for Fang. Sazh’s deep sighs speak to my tired heart, and Vanille is precious.

Prompts:

1.    “Pull over.  Let me drive for awhile.” Promnis (Prompto Argentum/Ignis Scientia) - FFXV

2.    “It reminded me of you.”  Shardo (Shitty Knight/Larissa Duan) - OMGCP

3.    “No, no, it’s my treat.”

4.    “Come here.  Let me fix it.”

5.    “I’ll walk you home.”

6.    “Have a good day at work.”

7.    “I dreamt about you last night.” Carol Danvers/Maria Rambeau - Marvel

8.    “Take my seat.”

9.    “I saved a piece for you.”

10.  “I’m sorry for your loss.”

11.  “You can have half.”

12.  “Take my jacket, it’s cold outside.”

13.  “Sorry I’m late.” Tony Stark/Jack Harkness (Starkness?) - MCU/TW crossover

14.  “Can I have this dance?” Prompto Argentum/Lunafreya Nox Fleuret/Noctis Lucis Caelum or Noctis/Prompto/Gladiolus Amicitia/Ignis Scientia (OT4) or OT4+Luna - FFXV

15.  “I made your favourite.”

16.  “It’s okay.  I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

17.  “Watch your step.”

18.  “Here, drink this.  You’ll feel better.” Ignyx (Ignis Scientia/Nyx Ulric) - FFXV

19.  “Can I hold your hand?”

20.  “You can borrow mine.”

21.  “You might like this.”

22.  “It’s not heavy.  I’m stronger than I look.” Ravdyn (Ravus Nox Fleuret/Ardyn Izunia) - FFXV

23.  “I’ll wait.”

24.  “Just because.” Gladnyx (Gladiolus Amicitia/Nyx Ulric) - FFXV

25.  “Look both ways.”

26.  “I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to.” Cindy Aurum/Aranea Highwind - FFXV

27.  “Try some.” Promptis (Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum) - FFXV

28.  “Drive safely.”

29.  “Well, what do you want to do?”

30.  “One more chapter.”

31.  “Don’t worry about me.”

32.  “It looks good on you.”

33.  “Close your eyes and hold out your hands.” Fleurentia (Ravus Nox Fleuret/Ignis Scientia) - FFXV

34.  “That’s okay, I bought two.” Viren/Harrow/Sarai - TDP

35.  “After you.”

36.  “We’ll figure it out.” GladIgNyx (Gladio/Ignis/Nyx) - FFXV

37.  “Can I kiss you?”

38.  “I like your laugh.” Nahara/MC or Nahara/Portia -The Arcana

39.  “Don’t cry.”

40.  “I made this for you.”

41.  “Go back to sleep.”

42.  “Is this okay?” Aranea Highwind/Crowe Altius- FFXV (Lucis Military Academy AU)

43.  “I picked these for you.”

44.  “I’ll drive you to the hospital.”

45.  “What do you want to watch?”

46.  “You can go first.”

47.  “Did you get my letter?”

48.  “I’ll do it for you.” Lukas Oliver/ Étienne Amisu - Original Work

49.  “Call me when you get home.”

50.  “I think you’re beautiful.”  WinterShieldShock, AKA Steve/Bucky/Darcy Lewis - Marvel (MCU)

51.  “Are you sure?”

52.  “Have fun.”

53.  “Sit down, I’ll get it.” Ignyx or Promnis - FFXV

54.  “I made reservations.”

55.  “I don’t mind.”

56.  “It brings out your eyes.” Nadia Satrinava/Portia Devorak - The Arcana

57.  “There is enough room for both of us.” Jack Harkness/Toshiko Sato/Ianto Jones - Torchwood

58.  “You don’t have to say anything.” Nyxnoct (Nyx Ulric/Noctis Lucis Caelum) - FFXV

59.  “Wow.”

60.  “Happy birthday.”

61.  “I’ll pick it up after work.”

62.  “It can wait until tomorrow.”

63.  “Cross my heart and hope to die.”

64.  “It’s two sugars, right?”

65.  “I’ll help you study.”  Natasha Romanoff & Peter Parker (Platonic) (MCU/Homecoming)

66.  “Stay over.” Ignis Scientia/Cor Leonis - FFXV

67.  “I did the dishes.”

68.  “You didn’t have to ask.”

69.  “I bought you a ticket.”

70.  “You’re warm.” Jaime Lannister /Brienne of Tarth - GoT

71.  “No reason.”

72.  “I’ll meet you halfway.” Gladnis (Gladiolus Amicitia/Ignis Scientia) - FFXV

73.  “Take mine.”

74.  “We can share.”

75.  “I was just thinking about you.”

76.  “I want you to have this.”

77.  “Call me if you need anything.”

78.  “Do you want to come too?” Cor/Ignis/Aranea - FFXV

79.  “I’ll still be here when you’re ready.”

80.  “Is your seatbelt on?”

81.  “Sweet dreams.”

82.  “I was in the neighbourhood.” Jessica Jones/Wade Wilson - Marvel

83.  “Stay there.  I’m coming to get you.” Gladnoct (Gladiolus Amicitia/Noctis Lucis Caelum) - FFXV

84.  “The key is under the mat.”

85.  “It doesn’t bother me.”

86.  “You’re important too.” Taryn Phillips/Vasilla Levant - Original Work

87.  “I saved you a seat.”

88.  “I’ll see you later.”

89.  “I noticed.” Julian Devorak/Verstael Besithia - The Arcana/FFXV crossover

90.  “You can tell me anything.” Carol Danvers/Maria Rambeau - Marvel

91.  “I hope you like it.”

92.  “I want you to be happy.” Tormund Giantsbane/Brienne of Tarth - GoT

93.  “I believe in you.” Cor Leonis/Loqi Tummelt - FFXV

94.  “You can do it.”

95.  “Good luck.”

96.  “I brought you an umbrella.”

97.  “I’ll pick you up at the airport.”

98.  “Take a deep breath.”

99.  “Be careful.”

100. “I love you.”

[lureofthesiren]

FFXV Bullfighting AU Chapter 8

@finalfantasyxvnut SFW, Gladio x reader, matador!Ardyn, bull!Gladio, Noctis Lucis Caelum, bull!Noctis, Ignis Scientia, Prompto Argentum, alcohol use, mild violence, kissing, angst, sadness, and all the feels

The sounds of morning chores being done outside the barn woke you up. It had to be later than you usually slept, but you were still so tired. You rolled over into the warm bulk of Gladio’s belly. You sighed and snuggled into his bull form, when suddenly, the memories of the night before came flooding back.

You sat up with a gasp and instantly started inspecting your body. Hands – check, fingers – check. Did it even really happen?

Gladio awoke and nudged you with his snout.

“Y/n,” he said in your mind. “Thank the six you’re ok!”

He continued to nudge you, licking your fingers and arms as he confirmed you were intact.

“So, it was real after all,” you sobbed into his neck as you clutched at his hair. “Please…don’t tell anyone.”

“Shhh. You are safe here with me,” he comforted you and pulled you closer.

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Gladio left you to your own devices late in the morning when he had to head to the arena to train for the day’s fight.

You grabbed a broom to sweep the floor. You didn’t have anything else to do, so you figured you might as well tidy the barn up for him.

A light rap on the door startled you. It opened slightly and a bashful looking Noctis stuck his head in. He was gallant in his bull form, but even more handsome when he was on two feet as a human. After the incident the other night in the barn with him, though, you were even more reluctant to have to talk to him.

“Mind if I come in?” he asked softly.

You sighed, “Sure.”

He walked in an approached you but stopped a few feet shy and scratched the back of his head while he looked down at the ground.

“So, I’m really sorry about what I said the other night,” he looked up to you with those beautiful blue eyes.

“Gladio told me you wanted to apologize,” you said holding his gaze. “But it’s not necessary. You were only doing what you thought was right for him. I’m happy he has a friend as good as you.”

Some rustling at the door had you looking around Noctis. Ignis and Prompto were hesitantly slipping into the barn as well.

“Thank you,” Noctis said.

“I suppose he has already given you our apologies?” Ignis questioned.

“Yes, and I told him it’s not necessary. I am grateful Gladio has you all as friends. I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

Ignis nodded in response as Prompto beamed at you. “Tell her what you found Iggy!”

“I assume Gladio has already told you about the hair?”

“He did. The only one I know with that color is that creepy matador, Ardyn!” You shuddered, remembering him talking to you at the restaurant that one day.

“Exactly. I have a mind to believe he is up to something,” Ignis confirmed. “Stay on your toes. If you see anything suspicious come find one of us right away.”

You finished cleaning up the barn after they left and then washed up before going to the arena for Gladio’s fight.

He was up against a rookie matador today, so you weren’t too terribly concerned about how it would go. You made your way to your seat in the front row. You were thankful he was on the first bill. It meant more time to spend with him this evening.

They announced the young matador as he strutted out into the center of the arena. He had a cockiness to him that only an unseasoned novice would carry.

Metal rattled as the gate was lifted and Gladio strutted his way out to the arena as well. The crowd went wild with shouts that made you proud. You stood and cheered for him as well.

The matador bowed and flicked his red cape, taunting Gladio into his first attack. He dodged out of the way of his downturned horns at just the last minute. Still facing the opposite direction, he bowed to the cheering crowd in front of him and waved to them. His inexperience led to his very poor decision.

Before he could react fast enough, Gladio has turned and charged, hitting the young man square in the side and sending him reeling to the ground. Stunned, he lay there as Gladio approached, stamping his foot beside him to make a show for the crowd. The man tried to sit up once and then collapsed back to the ground unconscious from having the breath knocked out of him. The crowd erupted in loud cheers.

The arena helpers were doing as usual and came out to the ring to round up Gladio and set up for the next fight when a loud voice interrupted them and silenced the crowd.

“Ah! A brave bull we have here! Attacking an opponent when his back is turned!”

You sought out the owner to the voice and then saw the burgundy-haired man making his way over to Gladio. He stopped a few arm lengths from him. Gladio shook his head and stomped his front hoof.

“Get out of here,” Gladio said in your mind as he glanced to you.

Ardyn’s gaze turned to fall on you as well and his lips drew up in a cruel smirk. He turned back to Gladio and drew his longsword.

“Perhaps a lesson is in order here. We can’t do to have an unruly bull running around this fine arena.”

He made to lunge forward to slash at Gladio and your body sprung from its seat and into the ring out of pure instinct. As his sword came down to slash at Gladio’s neck, your form flashed in front of him with your arms spread wide to protect him. It was enough to give Ardyn pause enough for Gladio to push you to the side and step out of the way himself. You fell to the ground beside him as you felt a burning sensation on your arm.

Steps approaching made you look up. Ardyn re-sheathed his sword in its scabbard as he extended his hand in offer to help you to your feet. Gladio snorted beside you and you stood up on your own accord, brushing your hands on your pants in defiance to him.

Ardyn put his hand back down and cocked his head to look at you with a sly smile.

“You are a brave young woman, to protect this bull, now aren’t you?”

You and Gladio stood side by side staring him down.

Ardyn straightened up and chuckled darkly. “How did it feel last night? To experience life like your lover here does?” He nodded to Gladio.

Patrons in the crowd close enough to hear gasped. You could hear whispers spread like fire along with hushed comments of ‘What? Lovers?!’ and ‘But that’s impossible, isn’t it? The girl and the bull?”

“That’s quite enough!” a gruff female voice called out. “I won’t have anyone be made a spectacle in my arena!”

A hauntingly beautiful silver-haired woman stalked out to stand between Ardyn and you.

“Out!” she pointed her thumb over her shoulder to him.

He tipped his hat to her as he walked past.

“Good day, Lady Aranea. And to you too, my dear…y/n,” he said nodding to you.

You turned to Gladio and spoke in his mind. “How does he know my name?” You felt a chill go down your spine. He looked at you with just as much fear in his eyes.

“And as for you – take him back to his barn!” Aranea said directed at you with a little less venom.

You turned to Gladio and he hung his head and turned to walk away with you at his side.

“You got cut with his sword,” he said nudging the blood on your arm.

You glanced down to it. “It’s not that bad.”

“What were you thinking?! You could have been killed!” he yelled, stopping just outside of one of the arena’s backdoors.

You hung your head. “I…I just wanted…”

You were interrupted by Aranea clearing her throat behind you.

You turned to her with a jump. “We’re leaving. I’m sorry!”

“Nah, it’s alright sweetie. I had to do what I did to keep up appearances. You two really weren’t at fault.” She turned to Gladio. “Take the day off tomorrow. We have some extra bulls I can sub in for you. Now go on, get out of here you two.” She smiled at you and then went back into the building.

Gladio sighed. “I’m sorry I raised my voice at you. I just don’t know what I’d do without you.” His eyes looked like they were about to brim over with tears. He looked down and sighed again and then back up to you. “Come on, hop on and let’s get going.”

You looked at him somewhat confused. He shrugged his back towards you. “You look exhausted. I can’t let you walk back to the barn like that.”

“Oh, okay,” you said softly and climbed up onto him.

You played with the hair coming down his neck as he walked away, working small braids in a few sections. “I love you, Gladio,” you said softly.

His step slowed slightly as you felt him stiffen, then relax under you. “I love you too, y/n.”

You smiled to yourself as he continued off down the road towards the barn.

Dropping the braid you were working on, you stopped and thought for a moment.

“So, if Aranea thinks you’re a bull, what made her think you would understand her when she told you to take a day off?”

Gladio laughed. “That’s a story you aren’t ready for.”

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[creative-frequency]

Give me Prompto yoink! >8)

Request and you shall receive~

Word count: 1510Warnings: None, SFW

Prompto x Reader: Yoink, anyone?

Ever sinceyou had joined Prince Noctis and his entourage on their road trip, it had becomepainfully obvious that Prompto Argentum carried a torch for you. Or at least itwas obvious to his friends, but not so much to you. You didn’t know him as wellas they did, of course, and you were not in the habit of trying to make people crush on you.

However,you did have the habit of enjoying shameless, flirtatious banter with the fourguys and it often turned into Prompto being teased.

This time, thecause for it was something that slipped from his mouth in the heat of combat.

“Yoink!”

You wereunsure of whether to burst into laughter or ask if everything was okay.

Prompto hadtackled an MT on the ground and finished it neatly while all chaos was whirlingaround him; Noctis warping around the battlefield, daggers flying from Ignis’sdirection and Gladio… well, being an actual whirlwind. With a sword.

You preferredstaying back to take the shots you could, eager to put as much distance aspossible between you and the enemies. And by speaking of shots, they were meantto be taken with a camera, but at times you somehow ended up holding one ofPrompto’s handguns, pointed at the battlefield. Playing with weapons didn’thelp in delivering photos for your boss Vyv in METEOR, but at least it helpedto keep you alive. Priorities…

“What didyou just say?!” Noctis yelped at Prompto.

Ignis shotan amused look at the blonde, whose face was gradually turning into a mix ofraspberry and strawberry shades all the way from his neck to ears. You could’vesworn that even his freckles were turning a shade darker.

“N-nothing!”Prompto hurried to say as he got back up to his feet.

“Out of allthe things”–Gladio huffed and swung his sword into the last batch of enemies–“youcould say…“

“Eloquent,”Ignis commented.

Promptosighed very audibly and rolled his eyes. “Y/N, please..?”

You smirkedand cooed: “You’re making me weak in the knees by talking like that!”

“You heardnothing!” Prompto howled and pouted at you. His blush deepened, if it was evenphysically possible.

You had toadmit, he was cute when failing at trying to play it cool and not look totallyflustered while his face resembled a Lucian tomato. Noctis and Gladio traded knowinglooks and smirked.

When youencountered the next pack of MTs a moment later, the horrible consequences ofhis slip-up dawned on Prompto.

Noctiswarped from enemy to enemy, shouting “Yoink!” each time his sword sank into anMT.

“Really,Noct? Really?” Prompto yelled at him,clearly irritated, but he could do nothing to stop the prince from having hisfun.

“Help meyoink this!” you shouted and flashed a grin at Prompto.

“I’ll yoinkthat!” Gladio continued.

“Yoink!”Noctis warped into another enemy.

“GUYSREALLY?!”

You, Gladioand Noctis laughed as you dispatched quickly the last MTs. Ignis only seemed togive in to a slight smirk on his lips and Prompto was thankful that at leastone member of the group was mature enough to not tease him because of somethingso silly.

You tookout your camera to snap a picture of Prompto sulking at you. “Say yoink!”

“Y/N, Iswear to god–” He ran after you, trying to snatch the camera off your hands.

“You can doit Prom! Yoink Y/N!” Noctis shouted.

Gladioburst into a rumbling laughter. Ignis shook his head, but his smile hadwidened.

“Dude, thatsounds so wrong,” Prompto yelped and stopped chasing you. A blush was creepingon his face again. You snapped a photo of it while smiling tenderly.

Promptohappened to see your expression and became totally flustered.

“I-I mean,Y/N is really nice and, uh, likeable…uh, Y/N is so… umm. Can we talk about something else?” he hastily finished hissentence. He was looking everywhere but at you and his hand was on the back ofhis neck.

You hadnever seen him as such a nervous, blushing mess before. The sight was really endearing.

“Oh, Prom, Ilike you too,” you said happily. Despite the tease in your tone, you could nothelp but to realize the truth in your words. You really did like Prompto. You blinked several times to clearyour head. Surely you had known that he was super cute and all, and you shared thepassion for photography, but hearing the words coming out of your own mouthsomehow made the realization hit you.

Gladio letout a long whistle. Noctis poked Prompto’s side with his elbow and waggled hisbrows. Good thing the guys had no idea about the connection made in your dirtymind between you, Prompto and “yoink” as a verb. You swallowed hard.

Prompt gaveyou a sheepish smile and you had to look away.

“We shouldmove, it’s still a long walk ahead,” Ignis said in an even tone.

“Yes, let’s,”you hurried to agree.

Thatevening you made camp in the forest. You couldn’t wait to show Prompto thephotos you had taken and to see his. It was somewhat of an evening routine foryou two that had formed over the weeks travelling together.

Only thistime, your heart was beating insanely fast.

You andPrompto sat at the camp fire while Ignis was preparing for supper. Noctis andGladio were sparring some distance away. Normally, you would have justsuggested at Prompto to switch cameras, but now, you were the nervous one around him.He neither said anything about taking a look at the photos and you werestarting to get worried.

Igniscleared his throat after having observed you for a while. “Did you snap anygood ones today?” he asked from you and Prompto.

You bothraised your heads and looked at each other. “Shall we take a look?” yousuggested, taking the chance Ignis had kindly arranged for you.

“Uh, sure,”Prompto said and you were sure his voice had just shook a bit.

You movedyour chair next to his, as usual, and offered your camera to him. He did notlook at you in the eye when he took it and passed his camera to you.

You took adeep breath and began browsing through the images. Normally, you would have commentedon each other’s photos concerning the timing, lighting and such things. Butthis time you just silently stared at the screens, almost holding breaths andpainfully aware of the other’s close presence.

“Ieverything okay?” Ignis asked.

You glancedat him and furrowed your brows. “Everything is just peachy. Right, Prom?”

“Y-yeah,”Prompto said and let out a nervous laugh.

“Shall Iremind His Highness of his manners and not to tease you like earlier today?”

Prompto’shead shot up in surprise. “What? No, it’s fine. Why’d you think that?” he saidconfused.

“You becameuncharacteristically quiet after that episode,” Ignis explained casually.

You couldhear your heart pounding against your ribcage. Ignis was right as usual –Prompto had been more quiet than usual after blurting out those things aboutyou, and that whole “yoink”-joke.

“R-really?I didn’t n-notice at all.” Another nervous laugh echoed into which, yourealized, you had joined. You turned to look at Prompto. His expression was odd– like an apologizing smile, but pleading and anxious at the same time.

“Very well,then. I’ll go fetch Noct and Gladio to eat.”

Ignis left,leaving you and Prompto to stare at each other. You became highly aware of howclose to each other your chairs were.

“W-was Iquiet today? I really didn’t notice. Haha. Maybe I was j-just tired. Y’know, ith-happens. Besides–“

“Prompto,you’re babbling,” you said gently interrupting him.

“…Yeah.Sorry.” He laid his eyes on the ground.

“Sorryabout teasing you earlier,” you said quietly.

“Wha��? No,it’s fine really. I mean it,” Prompto said again surprised as to why you werebringing it up once more. He looked at you bemused. He looked so soft and warmin the light of the camp fire. You really wanted to touch his face, to trace yourfinger over his freckles and lips. The thought made a tender feeling coilinside you. It seemed that your torch had caught a flame from his.

Youmustered your bravery, and since you were alone with him for once, asked: “Didyou mean it? What you said about me?”

Prompto’seyes widened and he let out a nervous giggle. “Y-yeah, I guess I did…”

“Me too,”you said sounding way more confident than you felt.

Promptoopened and closed his mouth several times, while incomprehensible syllables keptfalling from his lips. Your name was the only intelligible word you could catch.He looked so adorable.

You leanedin closer, making him tense and look at you in question.

“You can yoink me anytime you want, Prom,” youwhispered into his ear.

You couldhear the gulp, when he swallowed.

[gladiolus-mamacitia]

Could you do a scenario of Prompto walking in on his newly together S/O changing and getting all flustered? Like they have only been together for a week or so. Thank you!!

What Has Been Seen…

Prompto Argentum x F!Reader (SFW)

@iamthechocobabe @prophetparadox @sweetchocobae @blindbae @promptoargentumsgirlfriend 

“Babe, you’ll never believe what I ju-” 

You had been dating Prompto Argentum long enough to figure out that this boy got easily excited; as in a catchy tune could make him giddy, jokes sent him into laughing fits, and good news left him smiling for hours on end. So when he was waiting for you in your living room and he heard the news of your favorite band performing downtown next weekend, he immediately got up to go tell you.

Only he had forgotten that you had asked him to stay put while you changed outfits due to spilling a beverage all over yourself just five minutes ago. Your poor boyfriend of three weeks had no idea how to react upon nonchalantly swinging open your bedroom door at the exact moment you had secured your bra strap with you facing the door. 

Prompto was so flustered by the sight of you in a lacy bra that he didn’t even notice he dropped his phone as he stood frozen in place. Your eyes were wide like saucers as you quickly scooped up your shirt from the edge of the bed to cover your chest and stared back in terror. When all he said was “ Y-You..r…. uhhh……”, you found it your turn to speak.

“Proooom,” you whined in embarrassment. It took a few more moments for the poor boy to finally process what was happening and he stumbled back while covering his eyes.  

“O-Oh my gods! I-I’m so sorry!!” Prompto bumped into the wall a couple of times as he retreated, leaving you to rush forward and shut the door.

When you finally emerged from your room, you found him laying face down in your apartment’s living room. Prom pulled himself onto his knees when he heard your approaching footsteps, keeping his head hung low as to avoid looking directly at you. After a few seconds of silence, he finally worked up the nerve to look up at you. Your cheeks were red and it looked as if you were trying to hold back a laugh, making him blush again. 

“I-I’m sorry, Y/N. I didn’t mean to…” he trailed off as you handed him his phone. 

“It’s okay. Could have been worse, right?” You smiled and shrugged, offering your hand and helping him back to his feet. 

Prompto nodded and smiled sheepishly at you as he still held onto your hand. “Maybe one of these days I’ll be allowed to do that and it won’t be weird…..” 

[iamthechocobabe]

We All Have Battle Scars

I am on ze role! Wis mah fake Franch accant, I vill post anozer chaptah. 

I’m working on three hours of sleep. 

Once again, if you want to read the AU this was based on, check out @nifwrites Ignis soulmate AU We Intertwined 

IMPORTANT A/N: Please be aware that while this is based on the same mythology that Nif wrote, IT IS NOT THE SAME UNIVERSE. There were some changes to the mythology and characters that were created by Nif and @cupnoodle-queen and @blindbae are not in this story. 

We All Have Battle Scars

~Chapter 1~

Word Count: 2,006

SFW

~Chapter 1~

Alaea played a game whenever she came across a mirror-she would put her hand over the scar on her lower left cheek and neck and would pretend the scar wasn't there and that she was normal. 

Her hand wasn't big enough to cover the whole scar as her burn scar ran past her neck and into her chest, but she usually tried to ignore the rest of the scar and just focus on her face. When you couldn't focus on the scar, you could focus on Alaea's almond shaped golden-brown eyes, her slightly pudgy but cute nose and full lips that was naturally curved to a smile. 

But no one ever seemed to want to look past her scar. Even the workers at the Chocobo Outpost treated Alaea differently sometimes. 

The scar was bright red with bubbles of skin that hadn't been as burned throughout the scar. Wiz once compared it to a type of spider web because the bubbles connected to other bubbles through small patches of skin. 

For awhile, Alaea refused to let her scar bother her and tried to live her life as normal as possible, even going so far as to cut her long golden brown hair to her chin so that there was no way she could hide her face. But the older she got, the more kids taunted her until she finally grew her hair out to be long and wavy with  a length that reached her elbows. When she didn't have her hair up in a messy bun for working on the ranch, her hair was loose and usually hiding the left side of her face. 

And there were times she hated that face. 

"It ain't going away, Chocobee," Wiz called to Alaea.

"I know, daddy," Alaea called back and wiped some dirt off her shoulder. Her work clothes were getting dirty; mud was beginning to cake the red and black checkered button down shirt that Alaea wore over the bright purple tank top with the Wiz's Chocobo Post logo in the center. The black jeans she wore had a hole in the right knee and the white in her white and black sneakers was now an ugly brown color. 

"Chocobee, can you quit primping and take this customer's order? I need to sign our feeding shipment," 

"Only if you quit calling me 'Chocobee'," Alaea called and started to head over to the small table that had a young couple and what looked like their son, who looked to be about ten or eleven. 

"Ali, you know that ain't happening," 

Alaea smirked at her dad and focused on the people at the table. "What can I get you?" 

"Yes, what does your name tag say?" the woman asked, referring to the name stitched into the left side of her work shirt. "A-lah-eh-a?" 

"A-lay-a," Alaea sounded out the name, like she had done so many other times before. "It's okay, I know it's tricky," 

"Right, right," the woman gazed at Alaea for a second but looked away when their eyes met. 

"Do you need some time to look at the menu?" Alaea asked. 

"Actually, if it's possible, we were wondering..." the woman trailed off and shifted in her seat, clearly uncomfortable by something. Alaea had a suspicion as to what it was. 

"Yes?" 

"We know it's a lot to ask, but we would...we would feel more comfortable if...um..." the woman stuttered again and was looking at anything but Alaea until finally the husband, who hadn't once looked up from the newspaper he had bought, decided to chip in. 

"We don't want you to serve us," 

This wasn't the first time something like this had happened and Alaea knew it wouldn't be the last, but it still hurt to hear it. "Excuse me?" 

"You look like a daemon tried to chew on your face and didn't like the way you tasted and spat you out," the little boy, their son, piped up. 

"Billy!" the woman chastised her son and glanced nervously at Alaea. "It's nothing personal, dearie, it's just...we don't want anything to get into our food, you see?" 

Alaea paused, trying not to feel offended but being unable to do so. "I see...well, I can assure you, my scar doesn't peel and won't 'fall' into the food, but I'll go ask one of the other hands to help you," Alaea turned around and walked away without giving the family a chance to say anything. 

It wasn't long until Wiz came into the house and sighed at the sight of his daughter sitting and stewing in anger and bitterness on the couch in the living room. "People these days," he said. 

"Tell me about it," Alaea said, the bitterness practically dripping from her voice. 

"Don't let what they said hurt you, Ali," Wiz sat down on the couch next to her and put his arm around her. "They're just jealous that you get to hang out with the Chocobos all day," 

"Har har," Alaea said, but leaned on her father's shoulder anyway. "You'd think with bounty hunters being more frequent that people would be more used to seeing scars," 

"It's these posh people from the Crown City-we're getting more of them ever since the Empire invaded Insomnia," 

Alaea couldn't help but shiver. "You think Impirials will come here?" Alaea asked softly, not wanting to think about her precious family home and her father's life's work being torn apart by a bunch of magiteks. 

Wiz laid his head on the back of the couch and pulled his wool cap down so it covered his eyes. "I don't know, Ali. Maybe-that's why I'm trying to raise money for some bounty hunter guards, but...it's been difficult," 

"Maybe I could become a bounty hunter," Alaea mused. "Take care of that Behemoth that's shitting around the Chocobos," 

Wiz looked at his daughter with a smirk and held out his hand. "Swear jar," 

Alaea grumbled and pulled five gil out of her pocket and put it into her dad's hand. 

Wiz pocketed the change and continued. "Darling, you screamed bloody murder when a rat slithered across your foot the other day-I don't think you can handle fighting daemons, let alone a Behemoth,"

"Dad, seriously; everyone who's gone after that daemon has either come back with the shit beaten out of them or not come back at all. Aren't you the one who always said 'if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself?'" 

"That's talking about ordering Chocobo feed, Ali; we're talking about taking up a daemon that's about the size of a small house," Wiz held out his hand again. "Swear jar," 

"I can take daemons," Ali insisted while putting another five gil in her dad's open palm. Deep down, Alaea knew she couldn't really handle daemons, though. Ever since she was a baby, she'd been deathly afraid of mice and other small critters that weren't Chocobos. 

Alaea had never had the guts to fight a daemon before, but the fact that the ranch was starting to lose business was getting to Alaea. She had to wonder if she could defeat the daemon, or at least maybe trick it into leaving the valley. 

Wiz looked at his daughter and raised an eyebrow. 

"Well, I can still take you on, anyway," Alaea pinched her dad in the side and sat up. "At least then I can tell people I got malled by a daemon. Much more epic than a cooking accident," 

"Not everybody's gonna focus on your scar, chocobee," 

Alaea glanced at the mirror on the counter that overlooked the kitchen and scoffed. "Could have fooled me," 

"Your soulmate won't focus on it, I bet," 

Alaea couldn't help but put her hand on the back of her neck where her soulmate mark was. Her dad had one in the shape of an eye on his right foot while her mother had one on her left foot and when Wiz had met Gayle, that was how he knew she was 'the one'. 

Alaea's mark was centered on the back of her neck, just below her hairline and had the shape of an ulwaat berry, which kind of looked like a strawberry. She knew because her parents were soulmates that her soulmate would have the same mark just with the stem curving to the right instead of to the left. 

But though she would never tell her dad, Alaea didn't believe the soulmate thing was legitimate-it had been clear that people didn't just straight up fall in love just because of a soulmate mark they owned; Alaea knew this by looking at her own parents failed marriage. 

"Knowing my luck, dad, he'd have all kinds of scars with a lazy eye and a limp-or worse..." Alaea shuddered. "Blonde," 

"Not all blondes are horrific she-devils," Wiz mumbled. 

The one you married was, was what Alaea wanted to say but she bit her tongue and stayed silent for the sake of her father's sanity. 

"Anyway, now, that wouldn't be the worst thing-looks aren't everything, you know," Wiz looked at his daughter-he knew she was skeptical about the soulmate marking and was justifiably so. 

"Knowing your luck, chocobee," Wiz said while pinching Alaea's shoulder. "He'll be so devishly handsome that you'll feel inadequate to him," 

Alaea looked at her dad, one of her eyebrows raised. 

Wiz realized his error and nodded. "Right, that would be worse,"

Prompto Argentum touched the back of his neck gently as the group drove onto Lastallum. Once again, his mind was drawn to what his soulmate would look like-he had considered asking Cid if Cindy had a soulmate marking, but when Cid was approached, he gave Prompto a look that said 'if you say one word about my daughter, I will skin you alive and hang you up by your entrails,'

And Prompto would say 'well, that escalated quickly' 

But what bugged Prompto the most about his soulmate was the memory of meeting his own soulmate when he was very young. 

It was almost like a dream, but he remembered the back of a neck that had the same soulmate mark as Prompto's, just mirrored. When Prompto discovered his own soulmate mark at a young age, the memory stuck with him, but when he told his parents, they said it was probably just a dream. 

Prompto wasn't sure if it was a dream or not, but he hoped it wasn't. 

Because then that meant they were still out there, somewhere. 

Gladiolus, who sat in the backseat with Prompto, noticed Prompto tracing the outline of his soulmate marking, knowing that the mark looked like an ulwaat berry with the stem curved to the right. "Touching it is not gonna make them magically appear," he snickered. 

"Shut up," Prompto grumbled-his soulmate mark always felt private to Prompto, like it was something only he should know. But it was hard to keep something like a soulmate mark private, especially with three close friends. 

"I never could get the purpose in a soulmate mark," Noctis said from the front seat. "What if they have absolutely nothing in common? What if one of them is a thief?" 

"But what if one of them is their destined one?" Prompto pointed out and Noctis snorted. Noctis was about to say something when Prompto gasped. "OH. EM. GEE," Right ahead, at the curve of the road, was a sign that said 'Wiz's Chocobo Outpost'. "Noct, we HAVE to go! Please, please, pleeeeaaaaasssee!" 

"We have to meet Iris in Lastallum," Gladio grumbled. 

Noctis laughed softly. "Few days wouldn't hurt," he said and Ignis began to turn off the road and head towards the ranch. "I was gonna ask you a question though, Prompt," 

"What?" 

"What if your soulmate is ugly?" 

Prompto scoffed a little at the comment, irritated once again at how people were so obsessed with the looks of their soulmates. Prompto used to hear stories all the time in school, how if someone's soulmate didn't meet their expectations, they would reject them. It always pissed Prompto off. 

"Um, wow, Noctis, conceited much? Do you think I'm that shallow?"

[writing-them-chocobros]

Guidelines

Let’s be honest. I could’ve named these rules, but I’d have like two at most. So these are very loose guidelines except for one. Also, so you don’t have to search for this lil’ disclaimer: This is not spoiler-free and I will post NSFW. (I will tag NSFW though.)

What characters will you write for?

I’ve finished the game and watched the anime; so here the list!

Noctius Lucis Caelum

Prompto Argentum

Ignis Scientia

Gladiolus Amicitia

Ardyn Izunia

Ravus Nox Fleuret

Cor Leonis

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret

Cidney/Cindy

Iris Amicitia

Aranea Highwind

Match ups actually don’t have as much of a limitation. As I don’t nearly have to write as much, the amount of characters used will be increased.

Unfortunately, for any imagine, headcanon, or match up, I will *not* be using Kingsglaive-only characters. I have not yet seen the movie and just reading a wiki page would not do them justice. Sorry guys! ; n ;

What will you write?

Besides what is listed in the next question, I am pretty much open for anything you can throw at me! Yes, that includes NSFW stuff. (Legit you should send me NSFW, let’s indulge in the thirst shall we? :3c)

SFW headcanons/imagines will be done gender neutral.

In regards to NSFW things, unless specified, they will be written from a f!reader perspective. I can do male and try to do gender neutral NSFWs. So, please don’t hesitate to ask

What won’t you write?

While there are not many, here’s a list of things I will not do:

Character x Character (Sorry guys, strict Character x Reader!)

Self Harm

Abuse

Rape

High Trigger Topics

Anything special you should know?

Imagines and Head Canons can be closed at any time. However, don’t worry. Tuesdays I will accept any request done that day. (Why Tuesday? I dunno. Seems like a good day for it to be open. :P)

Match-Ups, unless I get barraged by a huge amount, will be open on a continuous basis.

Any hate towards characters or towards the mod (me!) will be promptly deleted.

How many mods are running this?

Just little ol’ me. You can call me Voshell or NalNal. Any notes or PSAs for you guys, I’ll be going by Voshell (Vosh) though.

[the-blind-geisha]

That's great! Then, may I request a drabble (even short, don't take too much time in it lol) with the reader being in love with Prompto? He doesn't know it and he FEELS like he loves her back, but she is so jealous of Cindy. I hope this isn't too much, and don't worry about being late, I am patient :)

A/N: Oh, neh,lovely—it’s no trouble! I am sorry it took me a moment to get to it, but I thank youfor being patient. C: 

Pairing: PromptoArgentum x (Fem) Reader 

Rated: SFW 

Warnings: None

Words: 2,374

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“Yes!” you cheered excitedly, shooting to your feet at theedge of your sofa from where you were playing a competitive (yet friendly)co-op game with Prompto that early afternoon. “Yes, yes, yes—suck THAT!”you joked with a wild gesture at your best friend and gaming buddy who wastrying to slink into the cushions of the foldout sofa.

The gunslinger recoiled with a playful groan at his teamlosing against your own, though a cheeky smile remained as it were as he knewit was all fun and games regardless of you playfully acting the cocky winner.“Oh, I guess I surrender, Y/N,” he bemoaned in a sarcastic tone to show he toowas joking with you in return. Releasing the controller to let it rest on hischest from where he was now flopped upon the cushions of the sofa bed, he movedhis hands into a surrender pose though his blue-eyes turned to you in a flashwith a smirk to follow.

You moved, pinning him where he lay as he was with yourpalms on either side of him. If it were any other girl, he would probablyblush, but Prompto seemed to feel safe and at ease around you most of the time,making you feel special in a sense. “Best two out of three?” you asked with acocky grin at your accomplishments so far in the game.

Prompto laughed that small stutter of a laugh that madeyourself blush from time to time as it was so charming, but instead ofagreeing, he used his elbow to nudge you away ever so slightly with a shake ofhis head. “Nah, not today, Y/N,” he said with a bit of a pep in his voice yourecognized whenever he was excited about something.

You blinked, feeling a bit upset at the idea but did yourbest not to voice it right away. “Oh…? Why not? Busy?” you probed, putting yourcontrolled down as the main menu screen came back into play with both of youidle in the game.

The blond shot to his feet with a simple grunt at the act,brushing his hands together as if his job was done for the day, and he wasintent to be elsewhere after ‘killing time’. “Gonna head out to Hammerhead, andit’s quite the drive, really.”

Hearing him mention Hammerhead outside of the walls ofInsomnia, you flinched (relieved his back was turned and he didn’t notice).“Cindy, eh?” You tried not to sound disinterested or upset about the matter,but the fact he cared so much for someone who didn’t seem to love him back wasjust…frustrating. Or was that what was truly frustrating you so? Was it thefact you felt inferior to her…?

“Y/N?” Prompto’s voice rang out in concern, breaking youfrom your concentration.

Shaking your head, you did your best to be rid of yourthoughts that plagued you. “Wh-Umm, yeah?”

“Are you okay?” he asked with a slight laugh to hide hisconcern as the corners of lips dipped downward in a worrisome frown that he mayhave said or done something wrong.

With what strength you had, you pressed a smile and noddedin a hurried fashion. “Yeah, I am just fine, Prom,” you lied horribly, doingyour best to hide the inner pain on the subject. Should you tell him..? It felttoo forward of a thing to say at the time, and while you yourself had feelingsrising up within you in regards to how you felt towards him, you didn’t want tomake things awkward if he didn’t feel the same; especially with Cindy in theway.

“H-Hey, why don’t you come with me?” Prompto offered, makingyou shoot your head upward at his words. “If you want to that is?”

Biting at your lower lip, you looked away with a thought onthe matter. “Well, I…” You would love to go with him, but just thinking aboutPrompto trying to flirt with Cindy and the mechanic being unresponsive madeyour heart ache horribly. Sometimes it was better to just sit things out,perhaps. “No, hon—I think I’ll pass,” you reluctantly spoke, sitting back onthe sofa to act as though it were fine if he went alone.

Prompto looked you up and down for some weird reason thougha crooked smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he fondled with his cameraa bit. “If you insist.” As he played around with a few things on it, he turnedhis attention back to you now and again as if expecting you to say something,but you honestly had nothing truly to add on the subject. “You know my phone isalways on, right?”

It was such a weird sentiment, but as you turned to Prompto(instead of gazing at him out of the corner of your eye like you weren’t payingattention) you felt he was trying to allude to something, but you weren’t surewhat in the moment. All you could do was nod with an honest smile to follow. “Iknow, and I thank you. Same for you, if you want to just talk and all.”

Realizing the time on the nearby clock, Prompto stuffed hiscamera away in his bag and waved at you. “Hey, I’ll try and call you tonight,okay, but I better go now before it gets too dark! See ya, Y/N!”

You hardly had a chance to even say ‘goodbye’ as Prompto wasalready out the door in a flash. “B-ye…” you muttered to yourself after theslam of the front door that painfully echoed in the silence of your home.

Chewing on the inside of your cheek, you turned to look backat the main menu screen of the game only finding the energy to move forward toturn off the system as you had little care to play that one alone. It felt likesuch a game that you only cared to be on whenever Prompto was around, and whenhe wasn’t, it just made the loneliness without him worse. Turning to stare atthe blank TV screen before you now, you slouched in disappointment at yourself.

“What does she have that I don’t have…?” you found yourselfasking in a bit of an upset that Prompto—still—was so focused on this mechanicthat seemed to only appreciate him as a customer and a charming helper to herwork than what you felt he deserved.

Grumbling to yourself, you grabbed up your phone nearby tolook at the home screen picture that was of you and him together from a time hetook you to Lestallum…a time that became special to you as you found yourselfbecoming very close to him. Your smile came and went in the blink of an eye asnow you were starting to regret your decision not to go with him to Hammerhead.Quickly, you did away with your phone so as not to be tormented with the idea.

“He’ll be fine, and maybe…maybe he’ll see that Cindy isn’tthe right one for him.”

But those thoughts grew worse throughout the hours, and theybegan to plague you so much that it became a challenge to even eat dinner asyou had wished to. The road to Hammerhead was a long one, and he would be outthere at night…Yes, Prompto could handle himself, but you couldn’t help butworry; especially with how quiet your phone had been in the past few hours.

Normally, he was very good about sending a text every nowand again at the very least, but it was nearly nine at night and there was nota single word from him. You hadn’t realized how badly your anxiety was risingup within you till you noticed how every few minutes you were checking yourphone to see if perhaps the sound of the music you were listening to might havedrowned out a jingle or two in regards to a text from Prompto.

Grabbing onto the device, you flopped backward on your bed,sighing angrily. “C’mon, Prompto…Where are you!” you asked yourself, finding itwithin the moment to unlock your phone and look at the picture of you two oncemore to feel your heart twinge with jealousy and guilt that, again, he was inHammerhead with a woman you deemed far superior to you.

Your frown deepened at the maddening thought, and it wasthere you had a burst of courage to where you brought up Prompto’s phone numberand dialed him directly instead of bothering to text him. You couldn’t take itanymore…the silence was gnawing at you as were your feelings, and you had toget them out somehow.

With each ring you felt your heartbeat deafen you. Yourteeth rolled over your lower lip as you brought your knees closer to your chestupon sitting upright in your bed.

Then finally, the ringing stopped.

“Heyaz,” spoke Prompto’s voice over the line rather calmly.

“Prompto!” you spoke in relief, your body finally at ease.

“Yeah, what’s up, Y/N?” Prompto responded, his voicesounding a bit confused and worried at the way you spoke his name perhaps. “Somethingwrong?”

“I-I was just worried about you!” You didn’t mean to shoutthat at him, but you couldn’t deny that you were indeed concerned for Promptoand how things were going beyond the walls of Insomnia. “I didn’t expect you togo so long without shooting me at least a text or a picture or something…”

“Oh, uh…Sorry about that, Y/N,” he apologized. “I…I didn’tworry you that badly, did I?”

Realizing you were being harsh in the matter, you sighed outyour aggression and anxiety to be done with it. “I…no…It’s just…” Should yousay it now? It felt so weird to say it over the phone, but now what were yousupposed to do? Just tell him you were ‘checking in’? That felt so out of theordinary for you unless you knew he was upset about something. “Where are you,Prom? Are you still there?”

“Well, umm, yeah, for the time being, but it’s so late, Imight stay the night and all.”

He sounded upset, and you could blame that on the thought youcalled him as disturbed as you were, but you couldn’t be too sure with thedistance between you and only a voice to judge how he was feeling. “I supposeit is safer…” you lamented quietly, hating that he wouldn’t be home thatevening.

“Hey, Y/N, is there something else you wanted to tell me?”Prompto asked, making your throat go dry. “I mean you just sound like you havesomething else on your mind is all, and I did tell you earlier that I am hereto listen—remember?”

Was he trying to urge the confession from you? Did he know…?Did he want to hear you say those words with how attached to Cindy he was? “You’regoing to think I am being silly or just being mean, Prompto,” you confessed,bringing your knees tighter to your chest in fright of the words boiling withinyou.

“I won’t judge,” he insisted as gently as ever.

Your lip quivered as you threatened to speak the truth,debating for a minute if you should till you knew it would be pointless to keepit to yourself if Prompto did indeed have a feeling something was wrong. Besides,maybe confessing would actually help? “Prompto, I…”

“Yes?” You apparently paused for so long that he had to tryand coax you onward.

“…I don’t think Cindy is right for you, and I say this,because I care for you a lot…I mean…” Huffing at yourself and your inability tobe direct, you gathered what courage you had and just said it. “…Prompto, Ilove you a lot, and I really want to try and be more than friends if you wantto, that is? I know I am not Cindy, but…I mean, I care a lot for you, and Iwould treat you with respect and—!” You had to stop yourself from blabberingonward as you were sounding all over the place. By the Astrals, what did hethink of you now?

Prompto was silent for a moment—perhaps getting over theshock of the confession. “Oh, wow—!” He chuckled a bit in what sounded likedisbelief. “You really love me, Y/N?” The gunman seemed to want more than justthat or at least to hear it again for reassurance, perhaps.

A smile slowly warmed your features as you felt yourselfresting at ease with the calm, welcoming sensation that his voice held. “Yes, Ireally do.” Moving your lower lip inward, you thought of a way to make this notso awkward and to bring light back to the conversation again. “Do you love me,check Y for ‘yes’ or N for ‘no’?”

Prompto’s laugh resonated pleasantly within your ear overthe line. “If I have to answer right away,” he began teasingly, “I guess I’llsay Y.” As you sighed out your relief, you heard him kicking about a fewpebbles on the dirt path he was probably nearby. “So, uh, Y/N—I’ve really lovedyou too, but I just didn’t want to mess things up, ya know? You are such agreat friend and all that I was worried and…” He paused, a small stifled laughof sorts heard just briefly over the line. “…Anyway, I’m still going to camphere just ‘cause it’s safer. Did you want to keep me company for an hour or solonger before I go to sleep?”

Not realizing you were crying until the tears made their waydown your cheeks and toy our jaw line, you brushed them away with a smile,brightened by delight. “You bet,” you giggled playfully over the line, lettingthe worry of losing him drift away from you throughout the evening call.