My beautiful, wonderful friend, @inacatastrophicmind sent me this! AND IT ARRIVED TODAY ON MY BIRTHDAY. I am crying this is so damn wonderful. I’m feeling so sick today and dfkahjgkadhg i’m sad that i’m sick. But this just omg. My mood has instantly brightened. I can’t believe you did this for me, i’m so touched and happy to know you and that you spent the time to do all this, im gonna cry again lmao.
I’m keeping this forever. Everything. Confetti and all. Thank you so much, Mara. You’re the real gift here. Bless you /furiously squishes/
OMG I requested the princess daughters :D I love them <3 Can I please request something for them as teenagers? They are so sweet!
Ah, I’m so glad
you loved them as tiny tots- and thanks for coming back for more LOL! <3
Sorry it took so long to get back to you btw- I didn’t realise how many request
were flowing through and I just lost track of it all and… well yeah anyways,
here it is! :D Also, since writing those, I have established my own OC as Cor’s
daughter called ‘Kari Leonis’ xD So that will be the name that I use in the Cor
drabble (which by the way, got out of hand which explains the length of it)! :) Here’s the link to the princess daughters if ya’ll haven’t checked that out yet!
Cor: Cor frowned at his daughter- well, not at his daughter per
say… it was more her outfit that was the problem. Kari stopped in her tracks,
looked down at her clothes, and then proceeded to heave a dramatic sigh of
“Papa… I am not changing into something else. I’m going
out on a DATE for Six’s sake! I can’t wear my uniform out-”
he’ll understand.” Cor cut in, his voice a deadpan as he lifted his cup of tea
and sipped at it. His steel blue eyes bore into his daughter’s own striking
eyes with intensity and authority, but Kari stared right back with defiance.
“You’re being so uncool right now!” Kari rolled her
eyes at her father and walked towards the fruit bowl to grab an apple for the road.
Cor’s eyes trailed up and down in a critical manner over his precious princess’
outfit, and he couldn’t help but snort slightly. This drew Kari’s annoyed
attention. “Oh my Six, what?!”
Cor shook his
head, amused. “Nothing. Just… I know you. You’re going to be wishing you wore
some pants outside. You can’t stand the cold and you’re wearing a skirt. And sandals?
Not practical dear. Also, that blouse is not going to keep you warm- did you
pack a cardigan into that small clutch of yours or…?” Cor trailed off, fully
grinning now at his extremely annoyed fifteen year old daughter. Kari groaned
loudly, before gazing down at her outside and letting out a short scream of
immediately turned on her heel, throwing the apple directly at the legendary
marshal’s head (which he caught, obviously), before darting up the stairs of
their modest home towards her room. Cor couldn’t help but chuckle at his
daughter’s cute antics- why was she trying so hard to impress Gladio? He’d
already seen her at her worst when she had yelled rather scarily at Noctis in
the Citadel one day for stealing her phone and running off with it in jest- the
prince had been reduced to tears and apparently Gladio found that attractive at
the time. Go figure…
Kari soon came
down the stairs, wearing a simple ensemble consisting of dark blue skinny
jeans, high-top leather boots, a simple white tank top and a studded leather
jacket. Cor nodded in approval, taking a sip of his now cool tea. “Much better
“Shut up Immortal.” Kari seethed, before
softening her features when she detected her father’s expression change
slightly from amused to hurt in a matter of a short moment. Kari shook her head
and sighed, feeling embarrassed and terrible at the same time. Her temper… she’d
inherited that from her mother. Cor loved that about his daughter, but there
were times when she crossed the line and said things that really hit him where
“You should go
now. Gladio’s waiting.” Cor spoke up, his voice level and low. He stared at his
daughter with an impartial expression on his face. Kari’s face immediately fell
as she realised she screwed up. Immediately, Cor’s little princess fished her
phone out of her back pocket and sent a text to someone. She looked up from her
phone with a sorry smile on her face before taking a seat on the dining table
right next to her papa. Cor regarded her with a raised eyebrow. “What? Go. You’ll
“I told him I’ll
meet him some other time. Sorry papa, I didn’t mean to bring that up…” Kari
trailed off, her breath hitching as her shoulders shook. Cor sighed and let his
own shoulders slump at the sight of his sweet daughter breaking down beside
him. Wary of the studs on her leather jacket, Cor wrapped his strong arms
around his baby girl and pulled her into his chest as she wept sorrowfully at
the thought of hurting her one and only papa.
sweet heart. I know you didn’t.” Cor pressed his lips to the top of Kari’s head
and pulled her closer into his chest. Kari sighed as she breathed in the
familiar scent of her father, and she smiled through her tears.
“I’m so mean
to you papa.”
“No you’re not.
You’re just going through puberty.” Cor responded light heartedly. Kari snorted
through her sobs in mirth before snuggling into her father’s warmth.
“I love you
not having been called papa bear by his daughter since she was seven years old.
“I love you too, my baby bear. Now… if you’re feeling better, you should
probably go see Gladio. I hear he got paid yesterday and he wanted to take you
to your favourite diner for some grub.” Kari’s eyes lit up as she pulled away
and stared up at her father with wide eyes.
asked, excited. Cor smirked and nodded.
going now, before Gladio opts to take the boys out instead. I hear Noctis is
fond of the fries there…”
immediately bolted up, not forgetting to peck her father’s stubbled cheek,
before racing out the door. Cor’s eyes landed on the fruit he’d caught from
Kari’s projectile attack on him earlier.
forgotten her apple.
Noctis: Noctis is the type of dad who spies on
every little thing his teen daughter does because he’s worried about her
welfare. She’s a real princess after all- who knew what kinds of shady
characters were hanging around her, trying to use her to get into a role of
power and influence amongst the Lucian Royal Guard. Noctis hides behind
pillars, watching his daughter interact with the people of the palace, as well
as visiting dignitaries. He often gets caught by his Queen, who merely rolls
her eyes at him and goes on about her own duties. After all, someone had to do the duties for the day
and it sure wasn’t going to be Noctis given that he was pre-occupied with
stalking his own daughter around the Citadel.
Noctis is also
the type of dad who complains about how fast his daughter is growing up. There
was one particular incident where the princess of Lucis had to wear some sheer
pink lip gloss because the cold, cry winter had made her lips dry and chapped.
The moment Noctis had seem the simple balm on her pink lips, he had lost it and
begun an unofficial inquiry around the Citadel asking for information about who
exactly was the one who had supplied his precious baby girl with makeup at the
tender age of fourteen. The Queen had been the one to diffuse the situation,
quite literally by throwing her glass of water in the King’s face during lunch.
shut the hell up. I gave her the lip gloss- she felt uncomfortable because of
her chapped lips so I lent her mine!” Noctis had been quiet after that, but he
was still concerned. Especially when he spied one of the youngsters in his
Glaive eying his baby girl as she walked by in her simple black gown, her lips
glossy and pretty and pink.
Noctis wept into his pillow because he was beginning to realise that he wasn’t
going to be able to protect and oversee his baby girl’s movements and
activities forever. Some lucky horn dog was going to win her over and he would
just be the guy who was once the man his princess adamantly insisted would be
would soon be passed on to someone else. And that very thought, was terribly
Prompto: When Prompto’s daughter was little, he
didn’t mind dressing up for her pretend tea parties with all her god sisters.
As a matter of fact, he had revelled in those moments. Those were precious
times where his baby girl would giggle and scream in delight at his silly
antics, and those loud cries of joys still remain in his heart, even in the
present as he laid a fancy table out in his quaint back yard full of Ignis’
baking and other goodies. His daughter had requested a real tea party as a rite
of passage, much like her other god sisters, for her fourteenth birthday.
was of a common background, Noctis and the others had graciously lent him and
his wife their own resources to make his daughter’s tea become a reality.
Noctis had even offered the Citadel’s court yard as the tea’s venue, but
Prompto had to say no to that. He wanted his baby girl’s birthday to take place
at his own home where he had assumed she would be comfortable.
That was his
Noctis called up and asked me to ask you if you were sure about not having my
birthday in his gardens. Why did you say no in the first place? Everyone would
have been so impressed!” Prompto
sighed and shook his head, smiling softly at his daughter.
our home sweet pea- this is.”
daughter huffed and rolled her eyes, breaking Prompto’s heart a little with her
actions. “I wish it were my home… this place is a drag.”
Crownsguard placed the last of Ignis’ sandwiches onto the table and turned to
his daughter- still smiling. His wife looked on at Prompto with pity in her
eyes- he was always smiling for his
little girl. Even when there were times she didn’t seem to deserve it. She
could be cruel, but it wasn’t her fault. She was just trying to fit in with the
crowd she’d known her whole life. Unfortunately, that crowd was the Royal
Family itself, and that meant that standards for teen girl life were inflated substantially.
his significant other really tried their best for their daughter with what they
had, but it sometimes felt like it wasn’t enough for their little girl. Prompto
was alright with that- he somehow understood. He knew that it wasn’t actually
his little girl being difficult- she just didn’t want to be so different from
her childhood friends.
father hated taking help from Noctis for things to do with finance and
providing his daughter with what she wanted. Prompto felt like everything given
to his daughter should be within his capacity to provide… but his capacity to
provide didn’t quite sate his girl’s wants. And that broke his heart- he felt
like he’d failed.
The tea party
had gone fine, despite that small fall-out between father and daughter earlier
in the day. The girls had all come by, gushed about his daughter’s small garden
that she had kept since she was a little girl, and they all enjoyed Ignis’
five-star tea food. When everyone had left, and all good byes were said, Prompto
found himself tucking his daughter into bed. She always insisted he did because
despite being grown-up and independent, she was still afraid of the dark, and
of the monsters that were said to lurk in the dark not so long ago.
kiss to his precious girl’s forehead and then cheek, Prompto smiled yet again
at his baby. She smiled back up at him, albeit a little sadly.
don’t have to smile all the time. Especially when I make you sad. I’m really
sorry Daddy. I love you and you’re the best Daddy I could ever hope to have. I’m
older now so I’ll try to be more understanding and appreciative of all the
stuff you do for me. I love you so much Daddy.”
grinned at his daughter’s words.
“For you, I’ll
smile no matter what because from the moment you came into my life, you became
my darling sunshine and you’ll always be my sunshine no matter how bratty you
get. Now go to bed, you must be pooped.” Prompto’s teen daughter giggled and
snuggled into her covers with a content sigh.
blue eyes glazed over as he was overwhelmed by love for his precious baby girl.
“Nighty night sweet heart.”
Gladio: Gladio frowned at the boy sitting
opposite him at his dining table. He ignored his fifteen year old daughter’s sharp
elbow digging into his side as he stared down his daughter’s
so-called-boyfriend with hard amber eyes. The boy was visibly covering, but he
still maintained eye contact with the King’s Shield. That was a good sign.
“So, boy- what
are your intentions with my daughter?” Gladio started off strong with his
interrogation. He ignored the gasp and hard slap from his daughter on his
bicep, staring straight at the young man who as opening his mouth hesitantly to
speak. He looked like a bean pole. There was no way he was good enough for his
daughter. No way…
“My name is
Angus-” the boy began, only to be waved off by Gladio.
“I don’t want
your life story, I want to know what you’re doing to my daughter. Are you
banging her or something?” Gladio grunted as his daughter slapped him upside
the head. Hard.
EMBARRASSING ME!” she screeched, absolutely mortified. Gladio shook his head
and shot a glare at his baby girl.
pea, I am protecting you.” Gladio corrected his girl before turning his gaze
back towards the young man. He ignored his daughter’s frustrated groan and
watched the young man sweat in his seat.
“Um… no, we’re
virgins. Well, I am- I don’t know about her…” the boy trailed off, unsure.
Gladio raised his eyebrows at the boy.
calling my daughter a slut?” Gladio deadpanned. The boy immediately spluttered
and shook his head desperately to right his wrongs. Gladio didn’t notice and
amused smirk on his daughter’s face at her boyfriend’s slip-up. Sure, she was
embarrassed BUT the whole situation was pretty hilarious in her humble opinion.
She sat back on her seat, resigned to having her boyfriend interrogated, and
decided to just watch the proceedings.
“No sir, gods
no! I just meant that the topic never even came up. We’ve been talking about
other things because I advocate for abstinence sir. As a matter of fact, I
think sex is gross!” Gladio almost laughed out loud at how desperately the boy
was trying to gain his favour. The kid was alright. A little odd, but alright.
Gladio leaned back and crossed his arms across his chest, mirroring his
daughter’s posture unknowingly.
“What are you?
Twelve? How could you think sex is gross? Sex is a man’s lifeblood. It’s our
pride, my boy. If you’re gonna go my girl, she better enjoy herself.”
daughter gasped and slapped her father again, scandalised.
want to never experience a real orgasm in your life? Ask you mother, it’s
probably the best thing she’s ever experienced in her life!” Gladio’s daughter
made gagging noises and promptly stood from her seat and made her way around
the table towards her terrified boyfriend.
Angus- this man is not normal. Let’s go have dinner elsewhere. I have an uncle
who lives not far from here- Uncle Ignis might have some leftovers we could
have or something…” As Gladio’s daughter pulled her boyfriend out of the house,
Gladio smirked and called out after them.
call your Uncle Ignis and have him give you guys ‘the talk’- he’s really good
at it too! He has diagrams and videos and educational pamphlets about STIs. You’ll
have a blast!”
The last thing
Gladio heard before the front door shut closed was a frustrated scream from his
baby girl. Gladio loved being a troll dad.
Ignis: It’s one in the morning when Ignis
hears the front door open and shut gently. He hears his daughter’s tell-tale
feet shuffling on the tiles in their home and he sighs in exasperation, pushing
himself off the sofa he was idling on, waiting for her to arrive back home from
her ‘date’. Ignis straightened himself before he cleared his throat loudly,
earning a sharp gasp from his seventeen year old daughter.
“Papa… I didn’t
know you were still awake,” Ignis hears his daughter’s uncharacteristically
dull and sniffly voice call out to him from where she stood frozen near the
front door. It was then that Ignis knew that something was up. There was
something wrong with his daughter, and he wanted to know exactly what it was.
Berating her for being late home past her curfew could wait till later.
was your night?” Ignis asked, careful to make sure his voice didn’t sound
accusing or harsh. A sharp sniffle from his daughter startled him slightly and
he stumbled his way over to her trembling body, unable to see her, but feeling
her distressed presence in the room.
Ignis had his arms protectively around his daughter’s frame and his precious
girl absolutely melted against him, tired, broken and absolutely miserable.
Ignis noted that her hair was tangled rather badly and smelled of cigarette
smoke and alcohol. He didn’t ask though- he didn’t want to sound accusing.
He just wanted
to know what had caused her so much distress. He wanted to know why his
daughter was hurting so badly. And so he just ran his hand through her hair the
best he could and patted her back as he rocked her side to side in his arms
protectively until she calmed down enough to talk.
“Daddy… he was
horrible. I said I didn’t want to go in that place but he said he’d only be in
there for a minute so I followed him in. It was so disgusting and there were so
many people in that place. They were all dancing on each other and there was so
much drinking and smoking and it was horrible. And then he grabbed me from behind and he… he…” Ignis fought the urge to
clench his fists as his daughter dissolved into another fit of tears. Vague as
her explanations of the night were, Ignis got an ironically clear picture of
what had gone down with his daughter and her good for nothing boyfriend.
“Did he touch
you inappropriately? In a manner that hurt you? In a manner that warrants
special attention from the Royal Guard?” Ignis whispered, absolutely seething
as he gently soothed his daughter’s hair.
“No… I kicked
him where it hurts and ran back home. I lost my shoes on the way but… I’m safe
now. I don’t ever want to see that man again.” Ignis’ darling daughter cried
quietly. Ignis nodded and sighed into her matted hair.
have to see him again. I promise you. And well done- you did good sweet heart.
Now, let me check your feet for any injuries.”
As Ignis ran
his fingers gently on the delicate skin of his daughter’s feet, he was overcome
with wonder at just how grown up she was. His daughter couldn’t hold back a
small giggle at the ticklish feeling on her feet, and Ignis was relieved to
know that some things still remained the same.
massaged his daughter’s sore feet with his hands and leaned down to press
kisses adoringly on the feet he used to kiss playfully when his daughter was
still a little baby. The young female Scientia gasped and pulled her feet away,
laughing in embarrassment.
“Papa, I’m too
old for that now!” she cried out quietly. Ignis smiled and shook his head,
patting his daughter’s calf in acknowledgement.
“I know- it’s
a shame. You used to scream in delight when I did that- you were such a cute
baby. You’ll always be my cute baby. And I’ll always protect you- even with my
disability.” Silence met Ignis’ ears before he heard his daughter shuffle
towards him on the sofa the y had re-located to. He felt her place her arms
around his waist and he returned her hug gently.
papa. I love you.”
into his beautiful daughter’s matted hair and sighed. “I love you too sweet
pea. Off to bed now- my lecture on the importance of punctuality can wait till
uhh favourite season would probably be anything but winter haha! I love spring, summer, and fall all for different reasons. I guess if I had to choose probably fall because of the pretty colours and apple picking!
Favourite foods? Literally anything unhealthy and vegan haha vegan chikin burger or poutine or donuts or mac and cheeze or deep fried anything lmao Doomies is a very dangerous place for someone like me hahaha.