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FFXIV Boys Sleep Positions HCs
A/N: I honestly love writing these!
Warning: None. It's pretty fluffy.
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Aymeric
- you crawl on him and fall asleep listening to his heartbeat
- he'd wrap his arm around you, pulling you even closer if possible
- he sleepily drags his fingers across your skin
- if he has to get up, he'd carefully move and try not to wake you
Emet-Selch
- He sleeps on one side and you sleep on the other
- honestly you two always go to sleep laying so far away from each other
- but you wake up tangled up together
- and honestly it's perfect that way
- he'd never admit it to you, but his day was always better when he sees you in his arms
Erenville
- you both sleep so close
- your face is nuzzled into the crook of his neck
- your bodies tangled together
- you both never go to sleep without entwining your fingers together
Fandaniel
- the only way he will sleep is if he's touching you
- hold his hand, put your leg on him
- It matters not
- he just needs that contact
- he loves to sleep face to face while holding your hand
- the man is so touched-starved
Haurchefant
- at first it starts out as spooning
- but as you both fall into sleep, he unconsciously pulls you closer
- and he rests his chin between your head and shoulder
- almost like he's shielding you from something
- and his hand moves from your waist to find your hand, entwining your fingers
Hermes
- sleeps back to back with no contact whatsoever
- at some point you always scoot closer to him, pressing your back against his
- minimal contact
- he becomes dependant on some sort of touch from you
Hythlodaeus
- you sleep facing him but not touching
- but by morning, one or both of you would have moved to hold the other
- perhaps your foreheads would be pressed against one another
- or even him holding your hands
- but sometimes you find yourself under him or on top of him
Jullus
- you both used to sleep as far away from each other as possible
- arms completely firm at their sides
- but as you both got more comfortable, you'd unconsciously move closer to whichever side of the bed you or he occupied
- you'd be chasing or looking for the other, needing the contact
- he'd either be cradling you or you'd be snuggled against his back, leg draped over his waist
Zenos
- He's the big spoon
- and you are the little spoon
- he particularly likes it when his little spoon is facing him
- he will protect you from all the wretched things of this world
- sometimes he'll be so tired that he'll sleep turned away from you
- but he'll wake up to your hands around him
- a little spoon he has become!
- he'd never admit it, but he rather enjoys it
"Omg, I love these! They go up to size 6X AND they have pockets?! Wow!! But do you have anything longer?"
Sure do, no problem!!
"YES these are great!!! But what about.. longer?"
I gotcha!! Comin' right up!
"Now that's what I'm talkin' about! But... how about if I'm feeliing like it's the kinda day where I need my clothing to be bifurcated???"
Never fear, joggers are here!
*wild cheering*
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Source: witchvamp.com
FINAL FANTASY XIV: ENDWALKER | Endwalker’s Statler and Waldorf
“I for one would have been perfectly content to watch, enraptured, from the stalls. But I won’t say no to a bit part.”
Prompt #15: Floral Forgiveness
Prompt: Row
Characters: Azem/Hythlodaeus/Emet-Selch, Berude Eijinn
Content Warnings: The usual ShB and EW spoilers within for the Ancients!
Author’s Notes: Happy halfway point everyone! It turns out that not just Emet-Selch is prone to memories of what was!
“You both…think you can do whatever you want. Well, I’m sick of it."
358/2//8/13
no matter how many times you drown them in shadow, jellyfish will always glow in the dark
Guardian | Chapter Two: Pluviophile
Fandom: Final Fantasy | Final Fantasy XIII + Final Fantasy XV/Versus XIII Pairings: Noctis + Lightning/Lightis/Nokurai Genres: Romance/General Universe: Crossover -> set in FFXV Warning: The writer actually never played any FF game and doesn't know anything about it so you've been warned Status: In-Progress Summary: They are chosen by the goddess Etro herself to protect the heir of their throne; a warrior that can easily shatter his cool façade and make him forget that he is supposed to act like a prince. Also on Fanfiction.Net | Chapter One
As a child, Noctis had fears that any other kid would have; he feared the darkness, which was ironic due to the nature of his name, and thunderstorms, a common fear shared by many youngsters. He also had an unconditional and unusual fear of bunnies, as embarrassing as it was for him to admit, but thankfully for him, as the years passed and the young boy with chubby cheeks grew and matured, he overcame his fears, especially his fear of little, fluffy white balls of fur that nibbled on carrots.
Noctis rolled on his bed to lie on his stomach, the water drops falling hard against the windows and glass door that lead to the balcony of his room. The sound was comforting and relaxing, but they weren’t enough to lull him to sleep after long hours of study and meetings, so the prince resorted to sit up on his bed and run his hands on his face and hair, and leaned back against the bedpost to glance around the darkened room tiredly. Rubbing his tired blue eyes with his fingertips, he reached with his other hand for the switch to turn on the lights so he could read a book or sketch something, do anything as long as it would make him so tired he wouldn’t be able to keep his eyes open.
Noctis vs The Harem Pt.1
It was quite nice to see everyone taking a much needed rest and enjoying their free time together. Noctis couldn’t help but smile as he returned from a quick patrol with Vaan and Shantotto (odd trio to send out for patrol, I know), catching sight of everyone sitting or leaning up against a trees, napping or talking to others. Waving to his two comrades he returned with, watching them go to do their respective things, Noctis immediately begins to look around for a specific pink haired warrior. It didn’t take long, and he found Lightning sitting beside Terra and Zidane on a log near a fire that had been built, her Crimson Blitz kept securely at her side. It looked as if she was keeping to herself, but Noctis could see a small smile on her face, and he realized she would lightly nod in response at whatever Terra was saying to her.
A quick look around and Noctis could see none of his competition in sight. While at first, Noct thought that maybe Lightning was someone no one wouldn’t ever want, he soon came to realize he was very, very, very wrong. Lightning has a line of men who are ready to become hers if she so desires. He notices the way they look at her, the way most of them tend to talk to her more or the more silent ones who simply stand by her, enjoying her presence. It had Noctis sweating bullets, seeing all of the men Lightning could choose from. But that’s not gonna stop him from trying!
Seeing it as a good sign that no one else was around to take her away, Noctis takes a step forward, a hand raised to wave.
“Hey, Light-”
“Light!” an excited voice cuts the prince off. Here came Firion, running back into camp from the woods, looking a little roughed up, but fine nonetheless, numerous flower crowns hanging from his elbow. Though there was one crown in particular that caught Noct’s eye. A beautiful flower crown made of roses, stems picked clean of its thorns. He noticed Firion treating it with the utmost care, carefully holding it in his hands as he made his way over to the pink haired beauty.
His sudden yell had startled everyone, but when they saw it was only Firion, they relaxed and went back to what they were doing. Terra and Zidane had scooted to provide room for Firion to sit before the two continued on with their own conversation. Though it was rude, Noctis couldn’t help but stare.
“A-ah, here Light. I found a bunch of beautiful roses, so…” trailing off, Firion raises his hands, gently placing the crown a top Lightning’s head. From where he stood, Noctis could see the very noticeable blush on his face.
When the crown was securely on her head, Lightning reached up, lightly tracing her gloved fingers against the smooth petals. Noctis has thought this before, but with a flower crown, he thought she looked even more like a Goddess.
“Thank you, Firion.” she softly spoke, a small smile lighting up her face. Noctis had to refrain from staggering and clutching at his heart. The smile wasn’t even directed at him and yet he was affected by it, dammit!
Fidgeting under her warm gaze, Firion looked to the side. “It’s no problem, really. I saw the roses, and they reminded me of you, so I had to make you one.” realizing what he had said, Firion looks back up, mouth open.
“I-I mean, that’s not what I-! Forget what I said! B-But you know, while we’re on the topic of roses, I still have the one you gave me from back then! I mean-I mean- Here!!!” immediately turning, Firion thrusts out a flower crown made from vibrant yellow sunflowers in Zidane’s direction. Now fully turned, Noctis could clearly see just how red his face was.
“I made a crown for all of you!” he exclaims, beginning to hand out specific crowns to everyone. Ah, well with Firion out of the way now, Noctis still has a chance to talk to Lightning, right?
But before he could do anything, he noticed the way Lightning went back to staring at the fire, a faraway look in her eyes. Though the same small smile from before remained as she continued to stroke the petals of her crown. It didn’t feel right to bother her then.
With a sigh, Noctis admits defeat for today and makes his way to try and find Cecil. Maybe that guy feels like talking.
Dammit Firion. You win this round.
From his recent FFTCG interview, Isamu Kamikokuryo briefly mentions that his favorite character is Lightning, and how he would be happy if he were to be asked to draw an illustration of her🌹🌹🥺🥺