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stephicness · 7 years ago

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Fantasy Daddy Simulator -- Final Fantasy XV x Dream Daddy Headcanons (Part 2)

Heeey~ Making good progress on writing tonight. c: I think two parts is pretty good, though I wonder if I can power out one final part to finish off all them dere dads and all. These are all so fun to write, so I hope you guys are enjoying them too~ Speak of too, let’s move onto part two of the headcanons, introducing even more of those single dads. c;

PREGAME NOTES

Let’s add about 15-20 years on these boys. Give them time for the children to grow older.

Let’s also say they live in that cul-de-sac area just like from Dream Daddy.

And the children are just me throwing dumb thoughts your way. Because yay for thinking up of headcanons (and child characters unmentioned!).

FANTASY DADDY SIMULATOR – FFXV x Dream Daddy (Part 2)

Featuring: Ravus Nox Fleuret, Ardyn Izunia, Loqi Tummelt, and Cor Leonis

PART ONE -- Featuring Noctis, Prompto, Ignis, and Gladio

Ravus Nox Fleuret – Widower, Father of One Girl and One Boy

Likes: Classical Music, Teaching His Children, Cake, Some Goddamn Peace and Quiet Dislikes: Socializing With People, Babysitting Other People’s Kids, The Screamo Death Metal That His Daughter Loves

Poor Ravus can’t catch a break, especially in terms of loss and tragedy in his life. His mother had died in an awful housefire that left he and his sister, Lunafreya, devastated. And then as time passed and he married to a beautiful woman and had two of the most darling children, she passed away during a car accident.

And worth of all for Ravus, he was the one who had been driving that night.

On the way home from a night out, their car was hit by another, Ravus swerving out of the way and unfortunately crashing head on with a tree. His wife was dead on arrival and Ravus was left with an injury that forced his arm to be amputated and left him going through months of extensive habilitation.

His children were left to stay with his sister until he was finally able to return home to recover, but things in the house were tense because of it all. Ravus was no stranger to grief, but the fact that his children lost their mother too was a heavy toll on them all.

But nevertheless, his kids did their best to be supportive of him, even if they were only nine and six years old at the time. And so, he pushed himself to make sure he was the best father to his kids. It’s what their mother would have wanted.

Despite his reputation as being the scary police commissioner, he’s really kind and compassionate towards his kids. Perhaps only his kids, but he shows them a side that very few get to see, especially because they bring out a sense of patience and kindness to them.

They’re his kids, after all. He doesn’t need to babysit anyone else besides his own children.

Unless, of course, he’s stuck babysitting the Caelum boys. Those little shitheads… But he and his eldest daughter do a good job in making sure that the boys stay in line and eat their goddamn vegetables for once. Ignis’s tips on making meals more ‘fun’ works wonders.

His son is the one that he usually has a hard time trying to figure out rather than his daughter, who is a splitting image of himself. His son took after his mother, a much more free-spirited soul. And one with a rather nasty vocabulary.

…Actually, he probably got that from his daughter. She REALLY needs to hold her tongue.

But despite his differing viewpoints with his son, he’s more than glad to support his son throughout whatever strange endeavor he’s pursuing. Painting or something, last Ravus recalled. Ravus could only sigh and curtly remind his son that they aren’t called ‘Starving Artists’ for nothing…

He loves his kids both to death, but he just wished that at least ONE OF THEM will give him grandchildren. Some way, somehow, considering that his daughter is exclusively a lesbian and his son eventually starts having a love-hate-bang relationship with both the Argentum boy.

Ravus just as to sigh and keep wishing to the Astrals that adoption is something one of his children will consider.

Ardyn Izunia – Unmarried, One Known Daughter and One Known Son

Likes: Giving Sermons To People, Drinking, Gambling, Pretending He’s A Good Guy, Drinking More Dislikes: Responsibility, The Caelum Family – Especially That Runt Noctis, Being Called Old

Times change, time passes, and Ardyn had gone through quite a bit of mischief in his younger days. Well, not that he really looked that old to begin with even if he probably is old as dirt, but not everyone has been ‘blessed’ by the Astrals with eternally youthful skin.

In his time and prime, he’s had countless of lovers, men and women alike, but he always tried to forget them the next moment and move along with his life. C’est la vie, after all.

But it was high time his past decided to catch up to him and his antics to get back at the business that wrongly fired him for just trying to help make it better and causing Ardyn to go back to being a priest again. It had nothing to do with the business, he hoped.

So needless to say, when he continued his work as the local (crazy-ass) preacher of the Inferian church, he was surprised to see that after his sermon, a red-haired woman waited in the seats with her black-haired companion, as if anticipating getting Ardyn’s attention.

“Is there anything I can help you with?”

“Yeah. You’re our father.”

“Well, yes. I preach at the church you go to, after all.”

The two groans that came from the town adults only got Ardyn to laugh more at his stupid joke. But he was surprised to see that they weren’t actually kidding about the fact that he was a legitimate father. In fact, he was there dad for about thirty years now.

Well, thirty-two since the sister was older than her brother by two years.

Ardyn had to rub his temples before trying to play it off as if he made his choices and his kids were better off without him, but they did little to let up. Especially as they delivered the news that their mother had died, so they wanted to at least invite him to the funeral.

He let out a small sigh and looked away solemnly. It seemed like he outlived far too many people. He never really was a funeral type of man (liking to celebrate the death of assholes in private and, you know, cry over the ones that weren’t assholes), but he at least agreed to dinner with the two children of his.

He was able to catch up and hear a bit in amidst the awkward tension of realizing that his kids were so old now. His daughter was a rising star in the movie industry, and his son was working to one day start his own health clinic as a doctor. How admirable of them both. It was too late for Ardyn, but it was good to see that his kids were doing well without him.

They still wanted to see Ardyn more, however, and thus invited him to a family reunion with the usual gossipy folks. Ardyn did love gossip, so it was tempting. But the suggestion that there was going to be a lot of booze there got Ardyn to immediately sign up.

Perhaps trying to reunite with his kids wouldn’t be too bad after all.

Loqi Tummelt – Guardian, Guardian of Two Boys

Likes: Going Out, Clubbing, Fancy Cars, Texting Dumb Memes to People Dislikes: Keeping Promises, Fun-Suckers, That Asshole Teacher That Keeps Failing His Boy for Spelling ‘Immortal’ Wrong

By the words of everyone Loqi knew – and Loqi had to admit, he asked himself this too – why the hell did he even agree to this? With issues going around about a familial friend of his supposedly ‘dying’ and other drama back in his hometown of Gralea, Loqi was a bit confused on just what everything meant.

Was he going to get money? He hoped he was going to get money. Or at least a nicer car than his beat-up pinto. Seriously.

Nope. Instead he got kids. Well, teenagers, but since they were younger than he was, they were, in fact, kids. Hardly what you called a gift.

But as part of the will, he would be granted two million gil to help with child support if Loqi was able to provide the kids with a nice home for about a year. Stupid lawyers and their stupid deals.

So, he sort of just sat there across from the two twin teenage boys, having a staring contest with the two of them as they negotiated just what it would take for all three of them to get the gil and never deal with each other again as they both go off to college.

“If I have a date that I’m going to bring back here, you’re either in your room or you’re walking out of here at midnight to go do something else for awhile. Got it?”

“But what if we get stopped by the cops for being out at midnight?

“Then jump the fence and run from him! Not like he can do much with one arm anyways!”

Loqi was honestly easy to please, and he was okay in just living around the boys than having to deal with them. But as time passed, the little things that the boys did made living a lot more fun. And, you know, a lot less lonely.

They would cook dinner and make sure that Loqi ate before he went out on one of his various dates, they’d clean the house, and when evening hit and Loqi brought back one of his many boyfriends to the house, he’d see the two boys passed out on the couch together. Both were waiting for Loqi to return home.

Loqi would just let out a heavy sigh as he shooed his boyfriend, smiling at the two boys that were taking more care of him than he was of them. He’d end up grabbing a blanket and laying up with the two of them as he fell asleep too.

He eventually grows a better bond with the boys and becomes a bit more responsible for their well-being over the year of the agreement with the lawyer. And as the lawyer asked Loqi if he still wanted to keep the boys, Loqi just sort of shrugged and went, “I mean… They’re such troublemakers. I think I’m the only one who can keep them in line!”

The boys only laugh before they shake hands with the lawyer and load up into the dinky little pinto to go out to celebrate Loqi’s surviving an entire year with them and to discuss the idea of potentially adopting the boys as his own sons.

Cor Leonis – Adoptive/Foster Father, Father of Two Girls and ‘Father’ of Four Dumbass Boys

Likes: Cherry Blossoms, Lecturing People, Learning About/Collecting/Using Swords Dislikes: Being The Only Dad That Knows What He’s Doing, Stupid Questions, Snakes

Most people just sort of consider him to be their dad because, let’s be real, everyone goes to Cor for dad advice about anything – boys, girls, how to change a tire, how to be a dad. Literally if you have a question about it, Cor knows the answer.

Or he’ll just tell you to figure it out yourself. That’s the answer he loves telling his four adopted dumbass boys.

In case you were wondering, it’s Prompto, Noctis, Ignis, and Gladio he’s talking about.

Prompto was the first one that he really ‘adopted’ when his father had abandoned the poor child. Cor was a part of child services trying to locate baby Prompto to a new home, but Cor just plain had a soft spot for Prompto and his chubby face.

Because, despite Cor wanting to have a married life with picket fences and all, his crazy changes of careers really lead him to so many places that left him unable to really, you know, mingle with the ladies.

That, and when you’re a school teacher, you kind of devote your life more to the kids than you do to your wife. Husband. Whatever you really prefer.

But nevertheless, he still applied to become a foster parent to kids who are looking for a home after he had worked and studied the art of child care (and swordplay, but that’s a hobby). He eventually became the foster dad of two beautiful girls because of it.

They were a bit older than Prompto around the time they were taken in by Cor, luckily mature enough to be more independent so Cor wouldn’t have to parent them as much. But not like he needed to do much with them cooing over their cute little ‘brother,’ Prompto.

He loves his daughters a lot, but sometimes he finds himself apologizing to them because he has four other sons to cater to apparently. Whenever something goes wrong, it’s always Prompto, Noctis, Gladio, and Ignis who calls him. In that order.

He just has to let out a heavy sigh, rubbing his temples as he asks one of his daughters to drop off some of her hand-me-down clothes to Gladio and the other daughter to help Noctis cook something other than frozen salmon for the fifth night in a row.

Kids… They’re all such a hassle and pain sometimes. Especially when he’s getting too old for this shit.

But nevertheless, they all love Cor as their father, foster dad, self-proclaimed adoptive dad, all of the like. Father’s day is always a treat because they really do shower Cor with random gifts of thanks that Cor never really turns down. About damn time he gets some appreciation.

At least he’ll never run out of coffee mugs that say ‘Best Dad’ on it, and he’ll never have to worry about losing his slippers because he’ll always have a back-up pair.

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asami-sonofthedragon-ryuichi · 7 years ago

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A Weak Shield

#Ravus Nox Fleuret #final fantasy xv #The Forgotten Prince #Lord Ravus #High Commander Ravus #Niflheim imperial Commander #gladiolus amicitia #Gladio #Glady Daddy #The Shield

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onuscientia · 3 years ago

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// Sugar Daddy Ravus could kick me like he kicks down that door, and I would pay HIM for it.

#ravusnightblossom #;; dashboard commentary #(( we're just all on the Chaos Train of Thought tonight. I'm so sorry. 😭🤣 ))#ooc ;; ( out of character )

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dragcnlxrd · 3 years ago

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okay so to whoever sent that anon with the child thanks... THANKS A LOT because unless that child is an orphan they adopted Lysander will NOT tolerate an illegitimate child of Ravus’ just showing up and thinking he’s their ‘daddy, father, papa’. Unless you’re not aware he’s VERY jealous and territorial when it comes to his partners and sooooo yeah that kid would be dragon food before he ever let it approach him. While the ask is sweet and I’ll answer it just for future reference...

#Midori Sweet & Sour [ O O C ]#and no we don't believe in magical butt babies either #so that is not flyin on this blog

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ff15trashgoldenslumbers · 5 years ago

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So because this was just rotting in my drafts and I figured I’d do nothing with it...Here you go...

So five-ever ago, I was to write a story about Noctis’s elder sister, and how she would mess with the story line, but with more fun prompts appearing in my inbox and not really wanting to do a whole story that was basically a 15 chapter monster, and the fact I hardly got beyond the plot line and this ultra dramatic scene. I stopped thinking about.

Plus when DLC came out and more info was being prepared I just kinda forgot about it, so it’s been rotting in my drafts untouched as it was originally created before I even touched the game myself.

But! Because I’m a lover of the drama,I decided to post it as the rough draft!

So set up to the story:

At age 15 the elder Princess of the Lucian family, had gone to visit Tarabene when Noctis had become injured as a kid. The young Princess grew close to Ravus over the visit, but witness the death of Queen Sylva, before she could rush to tell her Father the truth, a man with red hair stopped her and erased part of her memory.

Regis holding Noctis, and a grip on Lunafreya’s hand rush to get out of the way of the attack that is on them. The young Princess is found stumbling about the field, Regis stops long enough to notice that his daughter is fine, passing her Noctis and taking both her and Lunafreya’s free hand and rushes to safety. Upon hearing Ravus calls for help, Regis stops when both the hands he’s holding stop. Lunafreya rushes to her brother’s side, Regis goes to call out for her, only to find Noctis back within his arms, as his daughter races toward Ravus.

Only for the Princess to be snagged by the back of her dress and pulled into her father’s arms, as he starts moving his children to safety.

Regis holding both his children leaves the battlefield, trying to ignore his daughter’s harsh cries for him to turn around.

At the age of 18 the Princess starts courting Ravus, and soon the two are wedded. Much Noctis horror that his sister would ever marry Ravus, until her realizes just how in love she is with him. The Princess promises to visit every Spring before she is to be returned to her husband.

Prior to the fall, the group is tasked to take the Princess home, when they leave they notice that the Princess is in tears as she says goodbye to King Regis something she had never done before when having to return home if anything she’s always smiling.

Throughout the trip, she is seen as the elder sister to everyone in the group. Often making certain that the others are fine, and having no troubles stopping arguments. When the news breaks of the Fall of Insomnia, she explained that Noctis is now King and that he will have to take up the arms. The others watch the kind sweet Princess become rather harsh to the red headed stranger they meet.

The Princess in order to help the others get away, gives herself over the Niflheim Army as they wouldn’t hurt Commander Ravus’s wife.

While waiting in Tarabene for Lunafreya to appear, Ravus visits his wife…

“Ravus? Ravus!” She called rushing toward her husband, holding him tightly. “Ravus you’re here!”

Ravus returned her embrace just as tightly, “Are you all right?”

“Yes.”

He pushed her away only slightly to look her over “Were you hurt? Were you in the city? Did you…”

She stepped back slightly shaking her head, “I was not there during The Fall.” She replied, turning icy blue eyes to her husband. “I was not there in person, but I’ve seen it. I saw everything that happened.”

Ravus glanced away, those of the Lucian line had strange ties to the Gods. He was aware of his wife’s dreams, as they often woke himself out of his sleep when he was able to spend nights beside her, by the woman gasping.

“Ravus,”

That harsh voice made him looked to her, but Gods how he hated that look of that beautiful face of his wife.

“Ravus, did you know that My Father was going to die?”

No, holding back. No pause! She was furious! Still she had every reason to be so.

Ravus stepped forward his arms held out to the woman, “I did not mean,”

“You did not mean what!” She cried stepping back. “My Father, my Father is dead Ravus.”

Ravus tried another step forward, but she stepped back again, “I was not.”

“Did Ardyn hide this from you? I ran into him, he’s out their chasing the boys, my brothers.” She barked, angry tears spilling from her eyes. “Ravus, I saw it, I saw Daddy get ran through, I saw him die Ravus, he was right there. I couldn’t, I couldn’t save him. Just like I couldn’t save you.” She cried, her tears falling hard, she sniffed knowing that her makeup was running and that she looked nothing like the calm collected woman that always stood by her husband side.

“Please, there was nothing I could,” This time the High Commander was stopped in his tracks, by the strong slap of his wife. The sound echoing through out the room.

“Did you want this? Did you want me to suffer?”

Ravus glanced to the floor, “I should have never let you go.”

“Let me go? Let me go! Ravus I know you hated Daddy, I know you did, and because of what?” She cried, you never brought this up, but it tugged at her for years and the words fell before she could catch them. “You hated Daddy because he left you on the battlefield! At the moment he was not thinking as a King or a Warrior he was thinking as a Father! Daddy rushed Noctis and I off that field, he went to go after Lunafreya too. At the time I was too young and stupid to know that, but seeing Noctis and the others on the field, I understood what he did so much more. That’s why I gave myself over.”

“I…”

She lowered her hand still raised from her strike, “Ravus I want you to replace yourself with my Father that day, I want you to pretend that for that moment it was Lunafreya and myself what would you have done?”

Ravus’s dual eyes widen, “I would protect you.”

She raised her hand, cupping her husband’s cheek that only moment prior she had striked, “I love you more than every star in the sky Ravus, you are my husband, you are my heart. When we are seperated my body and soul ache for you.” She whispered. “I just don’t know if I am in this alone.”

Ravus quickly embraced her, “I love you so much. I do not say it much, and for that I ask your forgiveness.”

“Ravus you are my Family, and Noctis and the boys, they are my family too. Some of what little I have left. Please help me protect them.”

Ravus pulled her closer, pressing a kiss to her forehead, “I promise.”

After the touching reuion with husband and wife, the Princess finds herself before Ardyn, demanding to know where it is that she has hidden Lunafreya. The only answer that the Princess supplies is that “A King can move only one direction, while a Queen have full rein of the board, Chancellor.”

The Princess ends up going to Alitissa to stay with Lunafreya, knowing that the others will try and make it to the Oracle and will need Noctis to form a bond with the Goddess.

Lunafreya is determined to summon Leviathan, the Princess agrees to escort her. When meeting up with the Goddess, the Princess offers herself in place of her brother and asks to have Noctis and Lunafreya spared. The Goddess explains that the Goddess demand a sacrifice of a Prince.

During the battle, Lunafreya saves Noctis, but is left weak, (unknown to everyone the Princess freezes Lunafreya prior to the battle, casting an island on herself to take the form of the Oracle) Ardyn runs the Princess through believing her to be Lunafreya. After dragging Noctis back to safety, he constantly states that Lunafreya is fine.

When alone with Ravus, who still doesn’t understand what his wife means and where his sister is, he becomes more aggravated until the Princess turns to him, tears in eyes explaining that a Prince was sacrificed to ensure that both Noctis and Luna would survive, before apologizing that she would never be able to have children with Ravus after the one they had lost when Ardyn stabbed her.

Ravus personally escorts them to the train, while his wife keeps messing with his arm. Upon boarding Ravus states he will not, “Allow another one he loves to die, and they are to protect the woman with their lives.”

Most of the train scene is the same, Noctis and Gladiolus butt heads. Both Noctis and the Princess chase down the fake Prompto. Only for the wound Ardyn inflicted on the Princess back in Altissa to reopen, stopping the woman from warning Noctis that the Prompto he’s attacking is indeed a fake. So watches helplessly as Prompto is pushed off the train.

When Ardyn appears, and Shiva interferes freezing and shattering Ardyn. Shiva opens her arms to the Princess, apologizing fro all the hurt that she has gone through.The Princess explains that years ago, she attempted to trade her life to spare Noctis and the others, the Gods did not want that. Upon her marriage to Ravus she would have a child of both the Oracle and King’s line.

When Ardyn killed the child in Altissa, the Princess was granted powers similar to that of the Immortal, yet by having Oracle blood run through her, due to her and Ravus child she is immune to the darkness that swallowed Ardyn. Yet with the child gone is is uncertain of Noctis’s fate.

After the Regalia breaks down, the group becomes separated. The Princess rushes to find Ravus, and manages to stop Ardyn from taking over the man. Going after Ardyn herself, she teleports Ravus away to Luna. As a last ditch effort the Princess summons a large amount of power before exploding,seeming to kill herself and Ardyn.

The Chocobros believing her to be dead are in shock, only to be confused when she pulls herself from the rubble, more worried about them than herself as she embrace them tightly quickly falling into a comatose state from the drain of power. Only to be awoken the crystal’s power, jumping from Gladiolus’s arms, she manages to grab Noctis’s arm, before being thrown back by the crystal. The woman crying and begging the crystal to take her instead.

After 10 years have pass, Noctis returns yet the Princess dawns a battle uniform, telling Ravus to remain with a frozen Lunafreya. Explaining should she pass the ice will shatter. She mets her brother fro the first time in 10 years. Protecting the others with her magic. She explains none can kill Ardyn but Noctis.

When Noctis moves to ascend the throne and bring back the sun, Princess takes his spot, calling to the gods, “I am first born of the line, the throne is mine. A prince was given up as you wish, and for I am the rightful rule of this line it is mine, Come to me!”

The gods not truly able to argue as they had taken a Prince of Lucian blood, an Oracle child, and that the Princess was first in line for the throne, she had never given up the prophecy would stand. So they run her through, through tired eyes, she smiles to the others before falling.

The Queen falls, so that the King may live offsetting the Prophecy as a Queen was never expected.

During the epilogue, as Noctis ascends the throne to a new built Insomnia, he is shocked to see Regis and his sister standing there awaiting him. The Princess steps forward resting her forehead to his with a soft smile of, “Long live the king.”

#This has been in my drafts since like 2018 #and I just got so sick of looking at it #sitting there #mocking me #so here you go #judge it #don't judge it #idk what's going on #I would start to write it and then would be like #nah #you can see that I used some of plot lines in other stories #final fantasy xv #failed story idea #Ravus x oc #tw: death #tw: abortion

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tarotdeckshuffle · 6 years ago

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Is alright to request headcanons of the chocobros' style of kisses from soft cute ones to full on heated make out sessions?

That is wonderful! This got…spicy. I hope you enjoy! ❤

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Noctis

Absolutely loves kissing.

Loves making out even more.

You’ll have a relationship filled with long make-out sessions,

It’s something that he won’t want to skip over.

He always hurries to kiss you.

Like he’s worried you’ll change your mind.

Stops just before he reaches your lips

Just because he wants to kiss you gently.

Making it seem like he’s “forward” but not too pushy.

His lips are warm and soft.

Every kiss is long as you both savor the moment.

He’ll soon want more.

Moving so that your bodies will be closer.

Parting your lips.

He wants to kiss every inch of your body,

To let you know how much he loves you.

This man will steal kisses whenever he gets the chance,

But he hates pecks.

Every kiss needs to be special and slow.

So if you try to kiss him before you leave for work, you better allow lots of time,

Or else you may be late.

He just wants to show you how amazing you are and be as close to you as he can be.

Prompto

At first his kisses are hesitant,

He’s scared,

What if this isn’t what you really want.

But once you prove to him that you love kissing him,

Oh boy.

It’s all hands on deck.

He also loves to kiss you,

Repeatedly.

And hands are always involved.

Around your waist, in your hands, on your face, they’re everywhere.

If it’s a quick kiss, he’ll steal multiple before you leave.

“I *kiss* love *kiss* you!! *kiss*”

But he can’t get enough of you or your longer kisses.

His lips are soft and warm but often chapped.

And he always moves as close as he can when you start to kiss.

If tongue gets involved, he absolutely melts.

Anything tongue is his turn on.

His mouth is sweet and his skin is salty.

It’s a divine combination.

This man will love to kiss you in public,

But it’s the private kisses that are truly spectacular.

Ignis

This man’s lips are sure and soft.

The first time you kiss, he’s so smooth.

He lifts your chin and gently kisses your lips.

It’s perfect.

As time goes on, the kisses get even better.

He loves to kiss you on your neck from behind.

To be fair, he loves to lay his lips on any part of your body.

You’ll spin around to meet him, wrapping your arms around his neck,

Your lips meet, eager to be together.

Almost immediately, they’re parted and his expert tongue is dancing with yours.

His hands run both up and down your back.

Your hips meet his and your back arches.

One of his favorite things is if you bite his lower lip as you pull away.

You can make him let out the rare moan for that.

In public, he’ll rarely lay even a hand on you.

He’s not one for PDA.

But if he is jealous or feeling flirty,

He’ll kiss you deeply, with one hand on your chin.

Surprising you.

If he’s going to kiss you, it’s going to be done right.

That’s what you deserve.

Otherwise, he loves to kiss your forehead or your hand.

It’s always cute and sweet.

This man is either chivalrous or horny, there’s little in between.

Gladio

Most people think of Gladdy Daddy as being a horn dog.

He can be, but he’s actually quite the romantic.

The first time you kiss, it’ll be somewhere romantic.

Like a bridge overlooking a moonlit pond.

And he’ll lean down and kiss you.

He’ll be so gentle and slow.

His lips are full and soft, leaving you warm.

As time goes on, Gladdy will take whatever he can get.

If it has to be a quick kiss before he leaves, then so be it.

But he always follows the “Three Second Rule”

At least once a day, you share a kiss that is at least three seconds long.

He absolutely loves deep kisses.

He parts your lips with ease, his tongue finding yours.

Trying not to be too forward, he’ll let you meet him halfway.

His hands will always find your ass.

You’ll be lifted from the ground to his waist,

Where you’ll wrap your legs around him.

Gladio wants to kiss ever part of you,

Gently if you want it, harsh if that’s what you need.

He follows what you do.

This man is happy to make love or to screw.

You choose.

Honestly, though, he loves going slow,

Savoring every taste and sound.

In all, his kissing style is determined by you.

If you let him choose, though, it’ll be slow and passionate with as much skin touching as he can get.

Ravus

Will never kiss you in public.

Not about PDA, thinks it’s unbecoming.

But in private, his kisses are wonderful.

They’re desperate, always needing more of you.

Going until you both have to come up for air.

His lips are soft but his movements are powerful.

Holding you as close as he possibly can,

Hands exploring your back.

Lips parted, his tongue will taste as much of you as he can.

It won’t take long before he needs more of your skin.

If your time together is short, he’ll hold you by your chin,

Kissing you for as long as he can.

Letting the taste of your lips linger on his.

But sighing at his desires for more.

He’ll love to fluster you by kissing your hand,

Which would be the most he’d do in public.

And kissing your forehead and whispering to you.

Your first kiss is somewhere rather romantic,

But unexpected.

Like going out to the syleblossem field where he wanted to kiss you,

But getting stuck in the rain.

You end up kissing as you stand under his coat with him to keep dry.

His lips are hesitant, but needing.

Unsure if you want him, but sure of his desires for you.

He’s warm and soft in that moment, and truly every moment after.

But as you grow closer with time, he’ll let you understand more of his insecurities.

This man needs you, needs to know that you’re there, needs to feel your love.

And every kiss will reflect that.

Luna

Loves to steal your kisses,

All of them,

Regardless of who’s watching (it flusters Ravus).

Her lips are soft, sweet, and gentle.

But she needs you with her.

You’re her anchor, her calm in the storm of life.

Each kiss is savored,

She’ll always hold you a second longer than you expected.

Her cold hands wandering your waist.

You’ll know it’s been a long day when she kisses you

Unexpectedly parting your lips.

Her tongue is a master, dancing around your mouth,

Leaving you dizzy.

If she’s playful, she’ll nip at your lip as she pulls away.

But she also loves it if you take the lead.

She melts in your hands if you nip at her neck.

If your time is short,

She’ll kiss your lips quickly,

Warm and full.

It’s a small gesture, but they add up.

Every kiss is precious to this woman, because all of them come from you.

Ardyn

Every kiss is deep and passionate.

Your life is too short, he has to make every moment count.

His lips are chapped but warm and the stubble scratches at your face.

But he’ll leave you dizzy.

His arms always wrap around your back,

Often sweeping you off your feet to spin you around.

And he loves to part your lips,

His tongue tastes your mouth and dances with yours,

Tasting like coffee and wine.

He growls as you pull him closer,

He loves it if you take the lead,

Wrapping your fingers in his belt loops and pulling him closer.

Your wish is his command.

Loves to leave marks down your neck, visible to everyone.

He’ll kiss you in front of anyone and everyone.

Often unexpectedly.

He takes you by the chin and lifts your head for your lips to meet.

Embarrassing everyone around.

Your first kiss was slow and gentle.

He didn’t want to push you away.

His heart yearned for you to be close.

So you kissed, you taking the lead,

Slow, warm.

When you’re alone, those kisses return.

His bravado vanishes,

Replaced by a tender yearning for you.

Every moment is savored,

Every touch is filled with love.

Two men, trapped within the same body, vie for your kisses.

Each one is unique,

Each one is magnificent.

Nyx

Almost every kiss is hurried,

He’s so busy.

But he puts his whole heart into every touch,

Every kiss,

And it shows.

Your first kiss is sweet and playful,

Something unexpected by both of you,

But it’s soft, warm, and slow.

You both come away smiling.

Now, he wants to kiss you every chance he gets,

He wants to show you his love.

Even if those moments are fleeting.

His lips are chapped and his stubble scratches,

But his hands desperately cling to you,

Wrapping around your back or holding onto your shirt.

He’s afraid to let you go.

Your lips part, tongues meeting in the middle.

He won’t come up until he has to.

Other times, it’s a quick kiss,

But even that, he closes his eyes for,

Pressing his lips to yours as much as he dares.

With every touch, he pleads for your safety.

He prays for another chance to kiss you.

And when he does return,

You’ll be pinned against the wall before you realize it.

He worships at the altar of your lips.

You are his everything, six be damned.

Cor

He’s slow, passionate.

He’s always scared that he won’t be enough for you,

Or that he won’t return to you.

So every kiss is savored.

His lips are soft and warm,

Hot breath tickling your skin before you meet.

Fingers in your hair.

When your tongues meet,

He’ll surprise you with his expertise.

Circling your mouth, tickling your lips.

It’ll give you ideas.

He truly loves to kiss your neck,

Surprise you and hear your gasps.

You thought this man was completely stoic,

But you found that one spot that makes him melt:

His back.

If you kiss his back, between the shoulder blades,

It’s relaxing and hot to him all at once.

He can barely stand it as your lips trail down such a sensitive and vulnerable spot of his.

But he loves it because he knows he’s safe in your arms.

Your first kiss as so.damn.deep.

Mutual pining, neither of you thinking the other could ever want you, near death experiences,

Then he had to kiss you.

It was deep, hot, and full.

You didn’t want your lips to part.

Now, you do that as often as you can.

If moments are hurried,

He’ll kiss you as he leaves,

Spending an extra moment to have his hands on you,

Shut his eyes,

And take you in.

He knows that any kiss could be his last, so he plans on making every single one good.

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The Niflheim Experiment Chapter 8

The next time Gladio woke up he was feeling refreshed instead of drained, and awake. Attempting to sit up was even an improvement. He managed to get some pillows behind his back, allowing him to sit up and relax. Looking around Gladio saw his book sitting on the bedside table. Trying to remember where he’d left off was a challenge; hopefully he’d recall everything when he picked up it again.

Turning to the side Gladio noted that Ignis was still passed out. Gladio wanted to talk with him but it was obvious Ignis needed rest. For him to not stir when Gladio had rolled over was telling. Opting to reach out he ran his fingers through Ignis’ fine hair, relishing in the sensation. His boyfriend made a small noise at the touch but remained asleep.

A knock made Gladio look up; Iris was standing in the doorway looking slightly unsure. “What’s up?” he asked with a smile. “Everything okay?”

Iris nodded and walked into the room slowly. “I was waiting for you to wake up; we didn’t get to talk much earlier,” she sighed. “I also don’t want to disturb Iggy, he’s sleeping.” Iris all but whispered as she drew closer.

“I guess he had a tough time while I was away, huh?”

His sister nodded and looked over at Ignis with a frown. “He and daddy stayed up late talking about stuff, even Cor came over and they would talk more.”

“What were they talking about?” Gladio asked with worry.

Iris shrugged, “I dunno, anytime I came in to check they shooed me away.”

“Did they yell?”

“Sometimes they did, but when I would see them the next day, they would be the same. It didn’t look they were mad at each other though.”

“Gonna st’m nif’m” Ignis suddenly murmured without opening his eyes.

Iris went wide eyed and nervously danced from one foot to other. “Sorry!” She hissed under her breath. I didn’t mean to wake him up.”

Gladio put up his hand and shook his head. “I don’t think he’s awake.” He quietly offered, watching Ignis carefully. His breathing evened out after a minute and it appeared he’d fallen back to sleep. One part of Gladio wanted to keep talking in hopes Ignis would rouse, but he knew that was selfish. Turning to Iris he smiled. “Think you could help me downstairs? I can sit and talk with you more.” Iris’ face lit up and she nodded eagerly.

After Gladio was certain he wouldn’t crush his sister, he let her pull him up off the bed. Gravity tried to take hold again but he was able to fight back this time. Heaving a sigh of relief Gladio slowly ambled over to his desk and scribbled a quick note for Ignis, should he wake. The last thing he wanted was for the man to worry that he was missing once again. Gladio was pretty sure he’d said something about storming Niflheim earlier. He wouldn’t put it past Ignis, Cor, or his dad to try.

Gladio thought he was doing fairly well as they left his room and headed towards the stairs. However, a slight wobble in his knees made him reconsider. “Iris, do you wanna talk in your room, maybe? I’m not sure I can make it down the stairs in one piece.”

“That’s easy,” Iris offered with a shrug, “scoot down on your butt.”

Gladio felt a little dumb for not having realized that option. When Iris sat down next to him and began bumping down step by step Gladio couldn’t help but smile. Of course they turned it into a game and the last few steps were taken as more of a slide. He was winded at the bottom but with Iris’ help he got upright again and staggered into the living room. “Hey where’s dad?” Gladio asked once he saw the door to Clarus’ study was open and the light was off.

“Sleeping,” Iris hummed, “he was tired like Ignis.”

Falling heavily onto the sofa Gladio focused his attention back on Iris. “So tell me exactly how you found out about Ignis and me dating.”

“Gahhh – it was so sweet!” Iris wailed as she flopped down next to him. “Daddy knew something was up with Ignis but he wouldn’t tell at first. You’d been missing for three days before Ignis actually came over to the house. He was super nervous and then daddy asked him to stay for dinner.”

Gladio waited but Iris looked like she was done with her story. “So he stayed for dinner and then what happened?”

“He ate and then daddy kept asking him really weird questions. Like about your favorite foods and stuff, and your training schedule.”

Suddenly Gladio was worried that his dad hadn’t been happy that they were together, but he’d been fine earlier. “Was he mad?”

“Dad? No, he was fine. He and Ignis went to his study afterwards and talked forever.”

“Okay, I’m missing the sweet part of the story, can you skip to that?” Gladio asked with baited breath.

Iris nodded and smiled, “yeah, yeah, it was when they finished talking later that night. Before Ignis went home he sat down in the living room and asked to talk to me. I almost cried Gladdy! He wanted to know if I could keep a secret.”

“About us, you mean?”

His sister nodded furiously. “He said you two had been dating for over a year and that he would be so grateful if I kept it hush, hush.”

“You don’t mind right?” Gladio checked.

“I’m so excited for you both, why would I mind? Anyway, that’s what he told me.” Iris added as she bounced in her seat. “It felt so special to be included and Ignis was really nice about it.”

Pulling his sister over for a hug Gladio tried not to cry. Judging by the look on Iris’ face when he pulled away he’d not succeeded. Her smile was soft and it didn’t take long for her to join in the waterworks show. They were Amicitia’s, a family of huggers and criers apparently. “Sorry,” he mumbled a second later.

“It’s okay, I’m just happy you’re home.” She sniffled in response.

They spent another hour talking about who’d come to the house to visit, and what Cor looked like with a full beard. It seemed he wasn’t keeping up appearances during Gladio’s absence. Shaving, along with proper rest had gone by the wayside. Gladio was still amazed at how everyone had acted during his time away. Not that he was surprised; he suspected he’d have acted similarly if Ignis had been captured. The thought alone made him shudder. A small part of Gladio was thankful he’d been the one to endure the enemy’s hand. He wouldn’t wish for anyone to go through what he’d suffered.

The hours whittled away as Iris filled in the gaps during his absence. Gladio didn’t realize how much time had passed until he heard a noise from the kitchen. His stomach instantly grumbled at the prospect of food. Iris caught on straight away and nearly pulled him off the couch to go investigate.

The sight that greeted him was unexpected. Gladio had assumed Jared was in the kitchen but Ignis was there instead, and he’d changed as well. The pair of well-worn sweatpants and t-shirt was a favorite of Ignis’. He’d not had time to go home, so that was slightly perplexing. “Did you accidentally leave those here?” Gladio asked with a raised eyebrow.

Ignis immediately turned and walked over to give him a hug. “No. I brought them on purpose. They are my favorites remember?” he offered with his head buried in Gladio’s shoulder.

“Yeah I know, but how’d they get here?” Gladio tried again still confused as to why Ignis had stuff at his house that he didn’t know about.

“Gladdy,” Iris sighed good naturedly, “Ignis has been living in the guest room for nearly a week.”

“Huh?! A week?”

“Your father, Cor and I were planning things and it was better for me to be here.” Ignis offered before releasing Gladio and striding back over to the counter.

“What kinda of things?” Gladio was worried about what they could have possibly been planning. They were all formidable soldiers on their own. The combined forces of all three was a concern.

“We were going to rescue you.” Ignis announced simply like it was normal.

“Did you even know where I was?”

“We had an idea, there was one more bit of data we needed to be sure. You arrived before we had the chance to act.”

“I gotta sit down.” Gladio murmured while reaching out to hold onto his sister’s shoulders. Iris easily helped him to a bar stool. She hovered a little once he was sitting, probably to make sure he didn’t topple over.

“Gladdy, are you ever gonna tell me what they did to you?” Iris asked with a frown.

“Iris it sucked, it hurt, and that’s all you need to know. I don’t wanna give you nightmares. I’m feeling good and with some help from everybody I’ll get even better.”

Iris didn’t seem to like his reply. “Fine, but I’m here if you ever need to talk okay?”

Gladio pulled her into a hug and they held each other for a long while. “When did you get so grown up? How long was I gone for anyway?”

Ignis answered this time as he set a plate of food down on the bar. “Eight days, and four hours I believe. Now eat up, you need more rest and I want another nap.”

“Are you sure about this?” Loqi checked again as he bounced around on the training mat. “You look a little winded and we’ve only been at this for ten minutes.”

“I gotta – try.” Gladio gasped. Astrals training was hard; apparently nearly dying really took a toll on one’s muscles.

“You’re not going to pass out are you?” Noct asked with worry as he walked over and felt his forehead.

Gladio swatted his hand away and carefully bent down to retrieve his training sword. “Noct, I have to get back in shape.”

“Yeah, but you don’t have to rush into things.” The prince griped.

Gladio knew he should take it easy, but he needed to get back in shape. It’d been almost two weeks since they’d literally crashed through the back door at the citadel. The investigation into Drautos was still ongoing. He’d not survived the battle so his reason for betraying them all had died with him. Ravus and Luna were staying sequestered in their guest suite so aside from a few visits he didn’t see them much.

Aranea had been giving Cor and Clarus information regarding Niflheim and its military forces. She’d even managed to get help in retrieving her drop ship from the middle of the woods somewhere. The emperor had done enough unsavory things that Aranea was fed up with the empire. The scourge was growing and she wanted to be on the side actively fighting it, not messing with it.

Loqi had taken a few days to himself to properly heal after his injury, but he was back to his annoying self in no time. Cor had almost gotten to the point that he had to run away from the kid when he saw him. Loqi challenged Cor to a sparring match every single time they crossed paths. In a surprising move Cor had even cleared Loqi to help Gladio train with Noct. Though Gladio suspected it was merely an effort to keep Loqi from bothering him. The kid had proved himself already in Gladio’s eyes. If he’d wanted to cause harm Loqi would’ve already done so.

“Ready?!” Loqi shouted, breaking Gladio’s train of thought. The blond was standing a few feet away and waiting for him to answer.

“Huh – go easy.” He managed before Loqi barreled into him at full speed. The room spun after that and Gladio could have sworn he saw stars. Thankfully, the mat was padded and made the descent hurt less.

“Don’t break him!” Noct yelled.

“He’s unbreakable!” Loqi quipped. “Come on big guy, let’s go again!”

Training absolutely wrecked him. By the time an hour had passed Gladio could barely stand. Both Noct and Loqi had to support him as they walked to the locker room. One of them was smart enough to find him a small plastic stool for the shower. At least that way he didn’t fall over while getting cleaned up. The ache in Gladio’s muscles was constant but it felt good in a familiar way. Luna had recently alluded to him that the healing process may have atrophied his muscles. It was almost as if Gladio’s body had created new tissue which needed sculpting all over again. That would certainly explain why everything was taking a lot longer than he’d hoped.

Later that night, as he was comfortably resting on the sofa Gladio finally allowed his mind to think about the future. Everyone was very clingy with him these days. Ignis was still living in their guest room and Iris hung out with him way more than normal. His father even took his work home more often than not, just to be nearby. The idea that all of this was so close to being taken away from him made Gladio’s heart beat faster. There had to be a way to beat the empire. The intel they had now was mind boggling, between what Aranea, Loqi, and Ravus had told them.

Niflheim was still a threat and they had to figure out how to handle them. Taking a deep breath Gladio shifted slightly to make sure Ignis was awake still. The advisor had been leaning into him and watching TV. Iris had picked the show and they were making fun of it, though Ignis’ comments had stopped a little while ago. Gladio suspected he drifted off. His father had even joined them in the living room but he was reading instead.

Ignis groaned softly and lifted his head to look at him with a smile. “What did I miss?” He asked sleepily.

“Nothing much, I just wanted to talk.”

Humming Ignis scooted to sit up straighter. “What about?” He inquired while straightening his glasses.

“Plans for dealing with the empire.” Gladio whispered.

Oh. That’s not quite after dinner chat is it.” Ignis sighed. “What if we tackled that tomorrow with your father and the king.” He offered quietly.

“Yeah, that works.” Gladio didn’t really want to go over such a heavy topic in front of his sister anyway.

Iris began talking over them about something stupid happening in the show and Ignis switched gears like it was nothing. Gladio hugged him closer and enjoyed the quiet moment with his family. He’d been surprised that they’d planned a rescue for him. That wasn’t written into any protocol anywhere. Gladio suspected that Cor, his father, and Ignis were acting on their own. Silently thankful it never came to that, Gladio took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Napping with Ignis in his arms and Iris chattering on the background felt like home.

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