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insomniasix · 7 years

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The Moon and The Wolf| Part II

A/N: Alright, last fic of 2017.. In less than 5 minutes this year will be over. So what better time to update something that had 2017 words xD

FFXV/SUPERNATURAL CROSSOVER

Warnings: None | Words: 881 |Includes: Gifs |SFW

“Sorry my brothers shot you.” You took a seat next to Libertus, waiting for the King to allow entrance to the Throne Room.

Libertus laughed at your comment and at how casual you seemed when making it “It’s alright, kid.”

“Alright?!” you turned to look at him, not entirely understanding why he was laughing “Couple of inches to the left and you’d be singing by Ramuh’s side.”

“You know,” he let out a heartfelt laugh again, louder than before “I bet he’s a horrible singer.”

A chuckle left your lips as you couldn’t have agreed more “Bet Bahamut’s way worse.”

Just as you and Libertus had begun annoying the rest with your giggles and laughter, the main door burst open; the mighty Shield of the King almost running inside and spotting you right away.

It only took him four big steps to get to where you were sitting; just between Libertus and Sam.

“Y/N,” his voice took you by surprise… he was pissed “What the Hell were you thinking?!” he ordered to know and you moved back on your seat at how angry he seemed to be at you.

He reached out to grab your forearm; you were surprised when you saw someone else’s on his, stopping him from touching you.

“Don’t you dare touch her!” you were expecting Dean to be the one saving you, like he always did ever since you were kids; but this time, Dean was standing in the middle of the room, just as dumbfounded as you were upon realizing… Nyx was the one protecting you!

Anger sparking in his eyes as his claws were almost piercing Gladio’s skin.

“Down boy.” Gladio growled, coming face to face with an angry Nyx.

“Nyx, stop!” you stood in between them, looking straight into his mesmerizing eyes.

“I won’t let him hurt you, Y/N.” Nyx answered, not taking his stare or claws away from the Shield.

Gladio huffed a laugh and let himself relax “I was only trying to check her wound, you big puppy.” He said, feeling Nyx’s hold release some of the tension on him “No-one’s hurting your mate.”

“His WHAT?” Dean couldn’t have made his way to you faster at the sound of Gladio’s choice word.

“Looks like he chose you, Y/N.” the younger man laughed as Nyx’s features turned back to normal under your surprised look and your brother’s watchful eye.

“What is…”

“Come here, you idiot.” Gladio cut you off, drawing your attention on him for the time being. He made you sit back down; Nyx watching him carefully, arms crossed to his chest and eyes never leaving the two of you.

Dean stood next to him, still trying to understand what the Shield meant.

Gladio undid the last buttons of your white shirt and lifted the hem of it a little, revealing a blooded patch, covering the lower left side of your stomach.

Dean’s attention turned to you instantly. He didn’t know you had been wounded.

Gladio removed the tapes and the gauze, sighing “You opened up your stitches again. Damn it, Y/N! I told you, you weren’t ready!”

“What happened to her?” you turned your attention to your angry brother. Dean, fuming with anger, had grabbed Nyx by the collar, probably thinking it was him who’d hurt you, since the two of you had been alone for a long time before he found you in the woods.

“Dean, can you stop?” you winched in pain as Gladio kept you down when you tried to get up to the same level as the men in front of you “Not everything is Nyx’s fault.”

“Then how’d this happen?” he gestured to your wound after leaving the Glaive alone.

You took a quick look at Sam before answering and he nodded you to go on.

“I’ve been hunting alone.” You sighed your answer.

Dean’s world shattered around him “What?” he breathed, his nostrils flaring as anger took over the whole of his body “Did you know about this?” he turned towards Sam and your younger brother didn’t answer, giving Dean one of his apologetic puppy eyed stares.

“Damn it, Sam. We’ve talked about this!” he yelled “and you! What the hell? Hunting alone?!”

“I’m not a kid anymore, Dean.” You said plainly, looking at Gladio’s hands treating your cut and avoiding your brother’s death glare.

“I’m sorry, I was destructed by Gladiolus’ hands dressing a gigantic cut I wasn’t aware you had… you mind running that by me one more time?” he mocked, being all snarky and full with irony in his voice.

You didn’t answer; you just nodded a ‘thank you’ when Gladio was done and got up from your seat, moving toward King Noctis’ double door.

“I’ve been hunting alone ever since you got captured by Ardyn.” You said, voice low and cold as your hand moved to stand on the cold frame of the iron door “I don’t need you to babysit me, Dean. I’m not a kid anymore.”

Before Dean could speak his mind, the door you were touching opened, the smiling green eyes of the King’s Adviser, Ignis Scientia, welcomed you to the Throne Room.

Moving inside, all of your company -humans and werewolves -bend your knees, bowing gracefully in the presence of the One True King, Noctis Lucis Caelum.

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ladylunarberry · 6 years

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the stars have finally aligned!!!! (((o(*°▽°*)o))) May I request a scenario that every time fem S/O eats Ignis's deliciously made meals, that she jokingly asks him to marry her.

TITLE: Marry Me

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: One Shot

AUTHOR: ladylunarberry

FIC SUMMARY: The magic of Ignis’s cooking leaves reader wanting more than just cherished memories.

RATING: T

TAGGING: @kerbiesworld28, @crowryn-arts, @kupo-kisses, @hextme, @the-immortal-marshal, @dizzymoogle, @sonsoflucis, @stunninglyignis, @the-altissian-authors, @ff15trashgoldenslumbers, @inconsistencys, @fieryfantasy, @valkyrieofardyn, @ffxvhoe, @diadyn, @theyearofdiamonddogs, @hornyoldmoogle, @amberswordlilies, @thesilencebeforeastorm, @mysukisilentdeath, @starlow15, @rikusqueenofhearts, @zimmer2d, @glacliolus

NOTES/WARNING: Inspired by the film ‘Like Water for Chocolate.’

There was always something magical about Ignis’s cooking.

The first time you have taken a bite from his cooking, a strange phenomenon had occurred. You felt your entire being was being dissolved through each bite and you welcomed him so. For Ignis was the sender and you were the recipient.

After finishing your bite, the first thing you said to him was, “Marry me.”

Ignis could only chuckled in amusement and continued on with his meal. You joined with him with great reluctance, for you were serious about your proposal.

Since then you have noticed Ignis’s cooking magic only depended on how strong his emotions are.

When he cooked for you and his group of friends during a camping trip. You can feel joy and laughter as memories of your childhood resurfaced. The time he cooked for you and his uncle after introducing each other for the first time. The memories of the people you admired and shaped you as a person began to appear. Soon you began talking about them after only a few bites.

Each of those times, you have asked Ignis to marry you and each time he responds with a smile and moves on with his day.

One day, you sat on the kitchen counter while Ignis was cooking dinner, “Ignis, every time you cook they always taste delicious. What is your secret?”

Ignis didn’t turn away as he continued stirring, “The secret to cooking is to do it with love.”

You know if Ignis had said that to someone else, they would likely to assume he was merely teasing them. But you knew Ignis well enough to know he meant every word of it.

You weren’t aware until Ignis cleared his throat that a spoon was close to your mouth. You tasted the sauce Ignis had made and once again his magic has taken an effect on you.

You can feel the passion as the sauce streams down your throat. The love he has for you, as the strong after taste reaches your tongue. You were beginning to remember the day Ignis said he loved you and you confessing in return. It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship between you two. No matter how much time has passed, the love continues to remain strong.

“What do you think, my love?” He asked, not aware of the spell he casted on you.

You answered his question by kissing him so deeply and such passion that the two of you can hear the spoon dropping on the floor.

You let go of your embrace and smiled sweetly at him, “Marry me.”

Ignis caressed your face with the back of his fingers and smiled in return, “Yes.”

#final fantasy xv #ignis scientia #ignis x reader #ffxv scenarios #ffxv fanfiction #my writing #ladylunarberry

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missusignisscientia · 7 years

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*rolls* Since you did say your requests were open~ Might I request some Ravus fluff in a reader insert? Got a itch for the white haired prince that needs to be scratched xD Love you~ *rolls away*

Hoo boy! I’m so sorry that I let my requests get away from me but I’m back to start some serious writing! Aww, I love you too! Anyway, here’s your white haired prince!

Tagging: @rikuaxel10 @themissimmortal @grumpyoldmoogle @prophetparadox @lorddeer-vus @mp938368 @perimmaster @stunninglyignis @insomniacapples

Warnings: Mild Cursing, Fluff

“Please?”

“No.”

“Pleeease?”

“No.”

“C’mon! Please, please, pleeeeeease?”

Ravus groaned, feeling an oncoming headache approaching from your persistent pleading. You had been going at it for the past 20 minutes now and it didn’t look like you were going to let up anytime soon.

Why would you? After all, it was finally Ravus’ day off from his duties and you intended to soak up every minute you could with him. But your idea of fun was not exactly his idea of fun.

“Ravus, please? Going to the beach will be so much fun! The fresh air, the smell of the ocean, the white sand underneath our feet. Doesn’t that sound romantic?” you sighed dreamily, cupping your hands together over your chest.

“They’re far too crowded, the water stinks of fish and the sand is too hot to even stand on barefoot.”

“C’mon, Ravus! This is the first time in a long while that we’re able to spend all day together and I don’t want to spend it at home for once,” you grumbled, glaring halfheartedly at the white haired prince, “Tell you what. If after an hour you’re still not enjoying yourself, we can come home. Just please indulge me this one time.”

Oh no…not the eyes.

A weapon perfected by his sister when she wanted to play and Ravus was too busy with his own devices. A weapon that was passed down to you by his sister (the traitor) when you were first introduced to her. A weapon he has never been able to combat.

Dammit.

Snapping his book shut a little harder than he meant too, Ravus sighed deeply through his nose, “Fine, one hour, and if I’m not having the grandest time of my life then we are coming home.”

The resounding squeal you let out followed by the excited hug you gave him while profusely thanking him, did soften him up to the idea just a little. Giving you a kiss on your forehead, he ushered you to go pack up for the trip.

If only he had reminded you to pack the sunscreen.

[BONUS]:

“Commander, if you were going for a tan I think you missed your mark~ You look like that little French crab from the one movie…what was it called-”

“Shut. Up. Chancellor.”

#ffxv writings #ffxv scenario #ravus nox fleuret #ravus x reader #gender unspecified reader #sfw scenario #ravus is a doof #don't forget the sunscreen kids

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sugarbombxv-blog · 7 years

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For He Is Fire | A Tribute to Ignis

A more abstract piece for our favourite strategist’s big day. I wanted to pay homage to his name and what he stands for. Happy birthday, you ridiculously handsome son of a gun. NSFW-ish. 568 words. Music: Bone + Tissue by Gallant, Blind Man by Xavier Omär (These gave me all the feels as I was writing this.) Tags: @antiloquist @atarostarling @averyverymary @lazarustrashpit @stunninglyignis @tehrevving @xalmasyx @redmasquerade13 @thatanonymouschocolate @riding-prompto @misspixieice @tales-of-a-fallen-star @jastiss @kerohime715 @ffxvthirstress @trashassassin @hypaalicious @unerring-connoisseur @drpepper280 @eaddi @kerbiesworld28 @stopmopingstarthoping @lokewight @singergurl91 ; and to all my fellow Igthots, this is for you. If you liked my work and would love to buy me a coffee, I’d be eternally grateful!

He is slow burn, the kindling of embers. Hand of the king, a mind so sharp it cuts like the sea glass in his eyes and the daggers he wields, sharpened to lethal perfection. He is the calmness of a molten ocean, the quiet strength residing in its depths. His voice is liquid fire, heated wine pouring over skin. Smooth and full-bodied, the hint of gravel a gilded mirror of the harsh realities he has had to face. Eloquence spills from his mouth, all sensual gravitas. Fluid, calculated moves on a brass chessboard. Waxing poetic on the intricacies of dances on the battlefield. Telling you how delectable you look with your hair up because it exposes the soft flesh of your neck, the creaminess of your shoulder. He is the stirring warmth you feel sitting by the hearth on a winter’s night, glass of red in hand. He is wine and fire. He is desire. He is tender incandescence, a gradual conflagration. You fan his flames just to hear his low chuckle, his tawny hair gleaming like copper in the late-afternoon light as his shoulders shake with mirth. You catch the fire in his eyes, an ardent simmer in his contrasting lagoon-green pools, inviting you in for a dip. Buttery leather on your skin, the warm strength of his skilled fingers certain as you melt into him. He always knows where to touch you, how to fuck you. The brazier of his fervour burns as testament, the firelight glowing in his emerald orbs as you come undone before him, heat in your bones, your rapture on his searing tongue. He is wildfire, a scorching inferno overwhelming even the deadliest of foes when ignited. Relentless in his pursuit to protect, undaunted by anything. He is a man impassioned, fierce in his loyalty, his dedication unparallelled. A man who would defy entire worlds just to have another second with you, to feel your honey-tinged flesh under his aching lips again. He is feverish grace, all-consuming, a torrential intensity that leaves you flushed and flustered for more. He is the light in the darkest of nights, a rousing immolation. Unceasing even when blinded. He relies on his fire to guide him as he maps you out, rediscovering familiar dips and curves that call out to him, yearning for his flame-imbued touch. He feels the sun-soaked mornings on your skin, your rosebud kisses soft on his collarbone. He tastes of sunfire and words unspoken. His heart beats with fine gold, and you know. You know he can see every inch of you. A man now unhindered. Awakened. He is like a phoenix rising from the ashes, the flame-drenched cinders. His love is glorious, a sacred moment against floor-to-ceiling glass windows, the burnished bronze towers of the city casting golden shadows on your faces as he takes you, the remnants of his embers licking and dancing across your skin. You are the thrill to his structure, the beautiful chaos to his order, the wild abandon he so desperately seeks. The fuel to his fire. He loves with every spun gold fibre of his scarred being, boundless and unwavering. Unconditional. His imperfections, his perfections. He is the first flicker of a flame, the steady burn, the full-on forest fire. Inextinguishable. A man unlike any other. For he is fire, and fire is him.

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kerbiesworld28 · 7 years

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A sweet Valentine (Ignis x Aranea) FFXV Secret Admirer

Here’s my gift to @starmimii I really hope you love your gift, sweetheart. I’m so sorry it’s late! I made sure to make this extra sweet and extra loving! Thank you so much @ffxvvalentines for this opportunity! Tagging: @ladychocoberry @lazarustrashpit @tales-of-a-fallen-star @atarostarling @sugarbombxv @chocoboypromptoargentum @averyverymary @tehrevving @hypaalicious @themissimmortal @jastiss @trashassassin @antiloquist @blossattic @ffxvthirstresss @bokocho @amicitonia @theyearofdiamonddogs @pickle-monkey-banana-fairy @lokewight@xalmasyx @carepackagesforchocobros @unerring-connoisseur @drpepper280 @miss-pixieice @eaddi @stunninglyignis @thatanonymouschocolate @singergurl91 @riding-prompto @ffxvthirstress

Word Count: 1530 words

For Ignis Scientia, Valentine's Day just felt like any other day. Due to him being so busy with his duties to the crown, he never really had a Valentine to celebrate the day with. Noctis and the others would give him small gifts to show their love and appreciation, but he never had a romantic experience with Valentine's Day. He would be lying to himself if he said he often didn't think about sharing the holiday with that special someone.

On this day, he decided to make a chocolate cake to share with his friends. It was a new recipe he always wanted to try out. As he was finishing putting the frosting on the cake, he heard the door open shut. He looked over to see with was Aranea "Hey Specs." she greeted. She walked to the kitchen, curious about what Ignis is doing. "Ah, Aranea. A pleasant surprise" Ignis greeted as he was piping to final rose on the cake. Ignis always had feelings for the Commodore but was never able to get the words out to her.

"Whatcha working on, a new 'recipeh'?" she joked. Ignis just fixed his glasses and said "Actually yes. I was recently at this new bakery and they had this cake that was absolutely marvelous. I asked the owner if I could have the recipe to make for the others and luckily they were nice enough to allow me to use it." Aranea just laughs as she finds a seat on the counter. "Specs, you've always been quite the smooth talker". Ignis just blushes slightly as he adjusts his glasses, "I just try to be friendly is all." he replied.

Right when he takes off his glasses to clean his lenses, Aranea takes her finger and gently picks up a little bit of frosting from the cake. She licks the frosting off her finger, "I can say this, the frosting at least tastes delicious." Once she said that, Ignis just glared at her, "Now I have to repair that missing bit of frosting." Aranea let out a hearty laugh, "You really need to relax, Specs. Have some fun for once in your life."

Suddenly she gets an evil idea. "I am perfectly re-" and before Ignis finished his sentence, Aranea wiped frosting on Ignis' cheek. She couldn't help but laugh at her handy work. Ignis just stood there, very little expression on his face. "Looks good on ya, Specs!" she laughed. Ignis just removed his glasses and walked closer to the Commodore and the cake. He just gives her a small smirk, "If you think this look suits me," he ran his hands across the frosting, picking up a little bit, "It will most definitely look amazing on you." he smeared the icing across her face leaving her with a shocked expression on her face.

He just stood back and smirked, trying to hold back more laughter at the sight before him. "Oh it's on, Specs!" Aranea said as she scraped an icing rose and ran it through his hair. "It most certainly is, Ms. Aranea". Ignis and Aranea kept up the food fight, tossing icing and cake at each other until there nothing but crumbs where the cake one was.Laughter from both people could be heard loud and clear at that very moment.

The kitchen was an absolute mess at that moment. Cake, frosting, and many other ingredients were spilled and spread throughout the entire kitchen. Once they were covered in cake and frosting, They both stared at each other with smiles on their faces. "You look like you've seen better days." Aranea joked, seeing frosting still covering Ignis' hair. Ignis just chuckled, "I may look that way, but you still look rather alluring with all this cake and frosting on you." Aranea just blushed his remark. "What are you trying to get at, Ignis?" She questioned, crossing her arms. Ignis just smirked. "Rather than saying, how about I show you?" He walks closer to Aranea, cupping his hand to her cheek and slowly leans in giving her a gentle kiss. He pulls away quickly to see her reaction.

She just smiled, her eyes half opened, taking in the sensation of his lips against hers. "I'm sorry, Aranea. I must've gotten a little to carried away." Ignis apologized. Aranea pulls his shirt collar "Allow me to return the favor, then", she whispered, slowly placing her lips on his. The kiss was sweet, he tasted of Ebony and the cake from the food fight. She wraps her arms around the back of his neck as he gently places his hands softly on her hips.

As they pulled away from the tender kiss, she smirked, "That cake tastes even better now." He just chuckled, "I couldn't agree more." Ignis hold Aranea in his arms, basking in her warmth. "Aranea, I would be lying to you if I said I didn't have strong feelings for you and have for quite some time now, my dear," Ignis confessed. Aranea just stood there. Once a calm and cool woman, now a blushing mess standing in front of the strategist. "I- I feel the same way too, Ignis. For a while now, actually. Ever since we first met, I knew that there was just something about you. I just kept trying to hide everything about how I felt because I thought I was never the type to have feelings for another person. It was always about fighting and other stuff." Aranea nervously explained. Both parties stood there in shock at one another's confession. Ignis broke the silence, "Aranea, would you please do me the honor of being my Valentine?"

Aranea just smiled "You really are a sap, ain't you Specs?" "Well, I've never done this before," Ignis remarked. Aranea just threw her arms around Ignis and embraced his tall frame. He places a small kiss on the cheek. "I think we might need to clean the kitchen up before the others arrive. I have a reputation to live up to for having a tidy environment." Ignis said. Aranea just rolled her eyes and began to help Ignis clean the kitchen.

"Specs!" Aranea yelled from the kitchen. Ignis walked into the kitchen, seeing what Aranea needed. "Yes, my love?" He whispered as he wraps his arms around her waist and places a small kiss on her cheek. "I have a surprise for you." she went to the fridge and pulled out the same cake that they shared on their first Valentine's Day several years ago. Ignis just smiled at her and the cake. He holds her tight and gives her a kiss while reaching down to her hand to play with the wedding ring on her finger. "It looks absolutely marvelous, my dear." She stood there proudly as he cuts a small piece for him and her both to share. It tasted just as sweet as the one on that day.

"It tastes almost like the one we shared on our first Valentine's Day" Aranea just huffed, "Almost? I followed the recipe perfectly just like you did. What could I be missing this time?" Ignis just smirked, "One simple ingredient, my dear." He scraped a little icing off the cake and ran it across her cheek. Aranea just stood there, her mouth wide open in shock. "Didn't you once tell me that I needed to relax and have some fun?" Ignis smirked.

Aranea ran her fingers on her cheek, picking up the frosting on her cheek. "Oh is that how it's going to be, Specs?" she picked up some of the icing herself and smudged it on Ignis' face. At that moment, the same food fight that helped start their loving relationship was started. The husband and wife smeared cake and icing all over each other just as they did when they were younger, sharing the same amount of laughter, if not more, on that fateful Valentine's Day. Suddenly, a small voice was heard coming through the kitchen.

A little girl made an appearance. She shared the same eyes as Aranaea and the same hair color as Ignis. "Mommy! Daddy! Happy Valentine's Day!" Both adults just stood there, realizing they have just been caught acting like children by their daughter. Ignis walked over and picked up the little girl. "Happy Valentine's Day, my little cupcake," he said as he kissed her on the cheek, getting cake and frosting on her face. She just giggled. "You and mommy are messy."

Aranea just smiled at the sight of her loving husband and their daughter. "Blame your daddy on this way, sweetheart. He started it." Aranea laughed. "Nothing wrong with having a little bit of messy fun every once in a while." Ignis replied. He walks closer to Aranea while holding their daughter. "You two look funny." the little girl said in a fit of giggles. "Oh we look funny?" Ignis playfully asked as he and Aranea kissed her cheeks, getting more and more icing on her. She just went to squealing. "Now you look just as funny." Aranea laughed. As the loving family just stood there holding each other close, it was surely going to be a wonderful Valentine's Day.

#my writing #highspecs #ignea #ignis x aranea #ffxvsecretadmirer #ffxvvalentines #gift exchange #ffxv valentines exchange #ffxv

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tehrevving · 7 years

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Guess who’s back? Based on my playthrough of Ep Ignis, and some lovely posts on @dirtyffxvconfession I came up with this. Slight Spoiler Warning.

Ring Powered Ignis x Reader. Magic. Rough Sex. Blood. Eating Out. Biting. Subtle Knotting.

Tagging my sister wives @antiloquist @@averyverymary @miss-pixieice @sugarbombxv @xalmasyx @stunninglyignis

And some additional hoes @singergurl91 @drpepper280 @thirdstreetcettin @hypaalicious @eaddi @lazarustrashpit @rotten-apples-everywhere @lokewight @themissimmortal @misssarahdoll

#ffxv #my writing #ignis #ignis x reader #ep iggy spoiler #husbando #fanfiction #fanfic #ignis scientia #ignis scientia x reader #rev writes

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insomniasix · 7 years

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Big Drunk Baby.

@muerlinza said:35 with Prompto!!! 😂😂😂

A/N: This is lame! I couldn’t help but think of the other day (you know which one) So, I made this a reader insert, hoping it would speak to you xD I love you, don’t hate me!

Warnings: Alcohol Aftermath | Words: 510 | Prompto x Reader | SFW

You always hated getting drunk. The dizziness, the burning when the alcohol slid down your throat; the taste of the damn thing… Gods forbid you ever did get drunk, the aftermath was horrible! The fear of throwing up in your sleep always gave you nightmares.

You’d managed to stay away from it for some time; but today was a special occasion.

It was your manager’s birthday.

Everyone in the Leville -as well as around it -loved Jared; so along with the help of Talcott, the little walking encyclopedia of a kid, you had all managed to prepare a surprise for him.

Your boyfriend, Prompto and his friends weren’t there yet, so you found company in the face of Seasoned Midgardsormr and Ebony-based-Vodka. The spicy taste of the skewers making the alcohol run through your veins faster.

That’s how Prompto found you, about an hour later.

“Has anyone seen Y/N?” he kept asking around, driving your coworkers mad with his worry.

“I think she’s over at the waiting area.” Talcott answered with a smile “She doesn’t look so good.”

“What do you mean, buddy?” the blond asked.

“I think she’s tired. She fell asleep; and I think she’s drooling.” The kid whispered the last part.

“Thanks bud, I’ll take her home so she can get some sleep.” Prompto petted the kid’s head and moved to find you with a smile in his face.

He made his way to you fast, caressing your hair while whispering your name.

“Y/N. It’s time to wake up, baby.”

“Pom-pom.” You laughed, blinking slowly as the room around you danced at the music’s rhythm “Ha ha, whatareyoudoinher?”

“Just how many drinks did you have?” he laughed, helping you off your chair.

“Imissedyou.” You mumbled, smiling widely at him.

“Yeah, I missed you too, ba- what?”

He stopped talking as you petted his hair, being very drawn to the way it moved back to its place every time you moved it around with your finger.

“Hairy… baby!” you laughed with every pet “Hairy bab-“

“Come on, you light-head.” The blond laughed at you, moving your arm around his shoulder so he could carry you back to your shared apartment.

“Promie?” you pouted, looking straight into his sea-blue eyes, using the sweetest, most innocent voice you could master as he stopped and waited for you to continue “Can I wear your sweater tonight?”

“Sure, baby. Once we’re home, I’ll help you put it on.” He smiled sweetly at you.

“I can do it on me own, promise.” You hiccupped and laughed at the sound you made.

Drunk you was something out of a comic cartoon.

Especially when you tried putting his sweater on, like you said you would.

You fought with it for about fifteen minutes before giving up.

Prompto saw you losing battle, one of your arms was correctly in place, but the other one had managed to find the head hole of his favorite upper-wear. You huffed some messy hair out of your face before mumbling your retreat “I’m done.” You said “You can fix it.”

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Thank you for all the love and support! <3

#prompto argentum #prompto x reader #prompt request #muerlinza #mzargentum #drunk times are fun times #xD #ffxv #ffxv fanfiction #final fantasy xv #talcott hester

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itshaejinju · 7 years

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Robert Small Headcanons | Dream Daddy |

So I’ve only played Robert’s Route so far, I will play the others soon and do those headcanons. (Unless this gets like only 4 likes, then maybe not.) They range from dating, dealing with kids, domestic, drinking and such.

Tagging (those who I know like the game): @zacklover24 @stunninglyignis @stephicness @insomniacapples

Robert has a nice knife collection, it would be larger if he didn’t have a lack of financial funds. He has a few rare collectables, a nice k-bar, good hunting knives a fancy katana he got from “some dude at a bar for a good price”. All of them have names and are well taken care for, NO ONE TOUCHES THEM WITHOUT HIS PERMISSION.

He always has a bunch of whiskey on hand, all the good brands none of that cheap stuff. He doesn’t quite believe in shot glasses when he drinks at home, it’s out of regular cups. The only whiskey he finds gross beyond cheap brands is Crown’s Maple whiskey he will spit it out in a second.

Robert always has a plethora of funny nicknames for you, most of the time they are rather embarrassing ones that make you blush and wonder how is he so brave to say such things in front of other people. He likes to see your reaction to it mainly.

Robert is one to leave cleaning house to the night before you coming over to chill for the day. Please don’t randomly show up to his house he’ll act chill about it but under the surface he’s screaming in his head about don’t go to the kitchen or don’t use the bathroom. They are a mess. Laundry on the floor of the bathroom and dishes to the sky in the kitchen.

Robert likes to walk Betsy late at night, never for the mornings as he’s a Night Owl smoking, hip flask full of whiskey enjoying a night walk with her. It calms him down for the day.

The two of you go on the nightly walks, remarking Besty needs a friend so you guys go to the homeless pet shelter and adopt a dog. Betsy of course helps out in this adventure to pick out her new friend. So now the both of you go out for the walks, both dogs in tow holding hands chatting about the day.

Robert is big on opening the doors for you, he feels “it’s right to do” and laughs about some joke for it, as he smacks you on the back. He also likes to pay for the bill when you go on dates specially to the movies.

He doesn’t like making out at the movies, you tried that once and got smacked *playfully* for it, NEVER INTERRUPT THE MOVIE EXPERIENCE. Wait until you get home it will be better if you do.

Robert is a experimental chef aka “it looks safe let’s make dinner from it” that tends to be dangerous for stomachs. Though sometimes it can be fantastic so it’s always worth the shot specially with his wide collection of comical oven mitts.

He’s good with little kids in small doses he’s more attuned with slightly older ones that can understand his stories and give him good reactions to it all. He loves telling ghost stories to them and scaring them it gives him a good laugh he always follows it up with something to cheer them back up.

He will listen to any advice you have about making things better with Val, he respects your thoughts as he views you as a fantastic father. He loves helping out Amanda with school work, granted most of time he’s just blowing steam give him history or science based questions and he’s got the correct answer each time.

Robert enjoys telling stories about the two of you to Amanda to make her laugh or cringe. She’s fond of Robert and loves listening to his stories and she wants to help patch up his relationship with Val very much.

If you stay the night he expects you to help make food, he doesn’t want to do all the work he finds it more romantic if the both of you do it together. Clean up as well a together project after all. Mini food fights while cooking, dabs of batter, frosting, flour, soap bubbles all good ammo.

He will tease you often in the kitchen with a knife, don’t be scared he’s harmless. He just goofy that way.

Robert likes to cuddle on the couch and watch television with the dogs at his feet he likes it when he can rest his head on your lap but he also enjoys it when your head is in his lap. Beware of the random dog jumping on top of you and disrupting the peace.

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A day to remember... (IgNoct Fluff)

This be one of the many suggestions I received on the Ignis page of Facebook to write! I combined two ideas into one here and I present to you some somewhat awkward IgNoct fluff!

Tagging: @nemo-ne-impune-lacessit @roses-and-oceans @chocobabyporcelain @angel-dream @angelic-guardienne @yoitssabrinee @nicole--syneah @stunninglyignis

“Here goes nothing I guess…” Noctis mentally prepared himself as he entered the Citadel’s royal tailors. He still wasn’t completely sure what he was getting today, but he knew it had to be the best birthday present that he could possibly think of getting for this person, bar actually doing what he was told for a whole day with no objections. The raven-haired boy stepped inside and was immediately hit by the smell of fabric and leather - a smell he used to think was nauseating but as he grew so did the smell on him.

“Ah, y-your Highness! To what do I owe the gracious pleasure?” The tailor jumped upon lying eyes upon Noctis and it startled him a little, not expecting such a… loud greeting.

“Heh, hi there. I-I’ve come to place an order,” Noctis started, rubbing the back of his head as he slowly approached the counter where the clerk was perched.

“O-oh! Of course! And what might your order be your Highness? You can be sure that whatever it is I’ll have our best people working on it as soon as you utter the words to me!” Ok…

Half an hour passed as Noctis tried to get all of the details he had previously thought of to come to the forefront of his mind - he was adamant on getting everything correct. Once he was certain the over-enthusiastic clerk had gotten everything he asked for right and had been reassured countless times that it would be ready for two days time Noctis sighed with relief and exited the tailor’s, making his way then to carry on with his business for the day which consisted of training with Gladio next.

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Those two days passed by excruciatingly slow thanks to an endless amount of work Noctis had to get done so that he could justify getting two days to himself and the recipient of the gift he had just picked up after worrying about it endlessly since he placed the order. Is it right? I hope it’s right. Is it as good as I think it is? I hope so… Noctis’ brain tortured him the whole way through the Citadel, clad in his most the most presentable casual wear he owned - which happened to be his princely fatigues. The raven-haired boy finally reached his destination and he stood outside the door second-guessing himself for a moment. Is this a good idea? Oh Gods, what if they’re not that good at all? Dammit Noctis just do it already…

After the mental prepping he knocked on the office door in front of him and he heard that oh-so familiar voice granting him entrance and his stomach fluttered.

Noctis entered the room with his eyes to the floor and he closed the door behind him, the small box containing his gift situated behind his back so it was out of view of the recipient. He looked up and met the gaze of his most loyal and trusted friend and adviser, one Ignis Scientia.

“Ah, hello Noctis, how are you?” Ignis raised his head from his paper work and smiled at Noctis and it sent his stomach into a gymnastics act.

“H-hi, Iggy. I’m good thanks, hope you’re alright too heh.” Dammit Noct…

“I am well, thank you. Pray tell, what exactly are you hiding so terribly behind your back?” Ignis chuckled as his gaze met Noctis’ again and he froze. Uuuhhhh, this wasn’t in ‘giving gifts for dummies?!’...

“Oh, um, it’s nothing special, I just thought that you of all people deserved something for their birthday and so… here you go, Iggy.” Noctis stepped forward and placed the small box on Ignis’ desk. It was a simple black box accented by a ribbon in Ignis’ favourite shade of purple. Noctis watched as the slender man raised a brow at the box before taking hold of it, unwrapping the ribbon gently and opening the box. Ignis’ eyes widened and Noctis felt his heart drop to his feet.

“My word…” The slender man lifted the contents from the box in one hand to admire them. They were a new pair of Crownsguard gloves, modified slightly. They were near enough identical to Ignis’ current ones, although Noctis had made specific arrangements with the clerk to use the best materials that they could get their hands on - and being a royal family, that meant a lot of potentialities - so that they allowed for better comfort and durability than his old gloves. Or rather, his old ones if he chose to accept Noctis’ gift. The only other difference was that on one strap the name ‘Scientia’ was engraved and the other, ‘Caelum’.

“Noctis… these are beautiful…” Ignis rose from his chair and walked around his desk, smiling at Noctis before he pulled him into a gentle embrace. Noctis couldn’t stop his hands from wandering around the back of the slender man and holding him, if only for a few sparing moments. “Thank you, I will treasure these always.”

“I would hope you will wear them as well,” the raven-haired boy quipped, “but not yet, your duties have been covered for the next two days courtesy of yours truly and you are to spend that time with me. I will hear no objections, only witness your acceptance.” SEE, I CAN be formal when I want to be…

“Oh my, well consider me silenced. I accept your proposal.” Ignis laughed, uncharacteristically beaming at the young boy.

“Meet me at our training room tomorrow at 7pm. I have a little something planned for you.” Noctis felt his confidence rise momentarily and he gave the slender man a wink as he spoke, moving for the door to make his exit.

“Consider me there, your Highness. See you at 7pm sharp.” Ignis returned the wink as he mocked a bow at Noctis and he wasn’t ready for the flurry that action sent his stomach into. Noctis simply nodded then and headed out of the office door, closing it behind him and taking a quick moment to catch his breath before heading home for the evening.

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Watch. He’s already there. And he’s already prepared because he’s Ignis fucking Scientia and he’s fucking perfect and when is he NEVER prepared for ANYTHING and oh gods I’m rambling to myself… Noctis was a mess of feelings as he approached their training room. This was a room that Ignis, Gladio, Prompto and Noctis used when they wanted to be free of the Citadel but still have enough grounds to train in; be it written training or physical. For now, though, the occupants were to be just the nervous wreck of a prince and his trusted adviser and… friend. Yeah, we’ll leave it at that for now… Noctis approached the door and opened it, his sight being graced with Ignis’ lithe form occupying one of the benches on the other side of the room. Somehow he hadn’t heard him open the door and this gave Noctis a few moments to observe. He knew Ignis was lean and well kept, but he had never truly taken the time to admire him when he was rid of his jacket and in naught but a well fitted crisp-white shirt and black slacks. His legs were longer than he remembered, although he’d never really taken much time in the past to observe them. His- “You’re three minutes late, yet I suppose I can dismiss such rebellious behaviour this night…” Ignis quipped, lifting his head to smirk deviously at the raven-haired boy. Noctis was clad in similar fashion to Ignis, except instead of a heavenly white shirt Noctis wore a hellish black shirt that defined his scrawny being as well as Ignis’ shirt defined his supple, toned torso.

“My apologies, birthday boy, but I had to be looking my best, y’know. Couldn’t let the side down…” Noctis chuckled as he entered the room, smiling warmly at Ignis.

Ignis laughed in response, “so Noct, why are we here? You told me to meet you here but ceased to mention your intentions.” Ignis did that thing he did that made Noctis want to never take his eyes off him. He leaned his weight on one leg, crossed his arms and raised a questioning eyebrow at him, meeting his gaze. Gods be damned…

“W-well, Iggy, I-” Noctis saw them then - the gloves that he gave to Ignis yesterday - he was wearing them and it made Noctis beam with happiness. “Ahem, as I was saying, I wanted to take this opportunity to get- no… ask you to teach me how to dance.” The raven-haired boy felt his face beginning to redden as Ignis’ expression shifted until he settled with a smile.

“My, my… I never thought I’d see the day. This truly is a special occasion if you are in fact offering to learn instead of myself or Gladio forcing you to thanks to royal protocol.” Ignis chuckled as he shifted his weight and began moving towards Noctis. He stopped in the centre of the room and beckoned the prince. “Come then, my lady, we shall start our session. I do hope you have the appropriate music at your leisure.” Ignis bowed and lifted his head in mock amusement, waiting for Noctis to make his move.

“Well, my fair gentleman, aren’t you glad I came prepared.” Noctis smirked back and pulled his phone from his pocket, pressing the play button and the speakers set up around the room began playing a wonderful salsa mambo. Holding back a laugh from the wrong choice of music Ignis waited until Noctis was almost flush against him and he held his right hand up.

“If the lady would be so kind as to take my hand, we shall begin our lesson.” Ignis’ posture was perfect and it was then that it truly hit Noctis how well versed in the dancing arts Ignis was.

Noctis scoffed at Ignis’ mocking and he raised his hand to meet Ignis’, he wasn’t prepared for the way Ignis intertwined their fingers together, however, causing his breath to hitch slightly. The way the leather of his new gloves felt against his skin was marvellous. Ignis took a mental note of it but decided to stay silent on the matter. “Now, you will want to rest your other hand on the gentleman’s shoulder like so,” Ignis instructed as he lifted Noctis’ other hand to rest on his left shoulder.

“Huh, easy enough. Looks like we’re ready to start embarrassing me,” the raven-haired boy chuckled, straightening himself up properly in preparation.

“Indeed, now, follow my lead and try not to step on me too much…” Ignis gave a sly smile before he began to move and Noctis was quick to follow, his full attention now on Ignis.

Forward, to the side, forward, to the side again, forward, oh a different side this time… The dancing itself proved to be much more fun when it was Ignis he was learning from. He’d tried countless dancing teachers and actual dancing at balls but nothing ever compared to the embrace o- “Hey! What was that for?”

“Eyes, on me, Highness, you’ll never impress the ladies if you keep at bruising their shins.” Ignis chuckled as he squeezed Noctis’ hand gently.

“Well, what if I don’t want to impress the ladies…” the raven-haired boy retorted under his breath, just so Ignis couldn’t hear him. Or so he thought.

“And why would you not want to do that Noct?” Ignis asked, starting up the dance again. Noctis could feel his face turning the same shade as a red giant but he didn’t want to hold back now - not after all these years in silence. He made a bold move to bring Ignis down so that he was lying in his embrace, Noctis leaning over to hold him up. Of course, it didn’t actually go that way and mid transition Ignis fell from Noctis’ grip and he went tumbling to the floor, the raven-haired boy falling on top of him.

Even more embarrassed than before Noctis willed the strength to carry on and look Ignis in his surprised gaze, despite his extremely flushed appearance. “Well… that’s because I don’t want to impress anyone other than you, Ignis… that’s the way it’s always been…” He could feel his normal self trying to force him away from Ignis and run home to not see him again for at least a week or so, but today was different and he stood his ground uncharacteristically. Ignis had no words, the only reaction he gave as Noctis frantically searched his expression for a reaction was his eyes widen so far that he thought they were going to pop out of his head. He wasn’t ready for what happened next, though. Ignis raised his leather-clad hands to Noctis’ face and pulled him down into a passionate kiss.

Noctis couldn’t quite believe what was happening but it was exactly what he had hoped for and so he returned the effort. His hand drifted up Ignis’ side as they both indulged in each other’s essence a while longer before the slender man broke the kiss. “N-Noct… I-” Ignis was cut off by Noctis lifting his finger to his lips. “Nope. You don’t need to apologise or explain yourself or anything like that today. All I need is a simple yes or no: do you want this? Do you want me?” Noctis quizzed as he scanned Ignis eyes for his answer. Words in that moment were not good enough for Ignis so he answered with another kiss, deeper this time and with much more intent soon to unfold with it...

#ffxv #final fantasy xv #fluff #ignoct #ignis scientia #noctis lucis caelum #asukasin

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