anonymous asked:

I'll start an angst train lol. How about headcanons/scenarios for the chocobros injured while saving their s/o from a daemon, and the s/o takes care of them?

You sit by the fire, Noctis’ head cradled in your lap. You smooth the hair away from his face, and he twitches slightly in his sleep at the contact. You gave him a few potions after the hunt you’d had where you’d almost gotten yourself killed and he’d stepped in to save you, and he’d passed out from the pain. You watch as the potion stitches together his wounds, and let the tears slip from your eyes. You lean down to press a kiss to his forehead and he smiles gently in the midst of his slumber. You won’t let anything like that happen to him ever again.

Prompto assures you that he’s fine, that he’s tougher than he looks when he just about collapses at camp. You drop to your knees at his side and beg him to let you survey his wounds. He winces as you touch a wet spot by his abdomen and feel a sob rip from your throat as you lift your shirt and see a huge gash mark from the claws of the Arachne you’d just defeated. Prompto tries to joke with you that he doesn’t even feel it anymore, and you work on healing him in silence, too scared to voice what you’re really thinking.

When Gladio tells you he’s going on a short hunt and that he’ll be back later that day, you think nothing of it. But when he returns with the gash on his chest opened again and gushing blood, you start to panic. He’s pallid but refuses your help, and almost denies your care until he sees the absolute terror in your eyes. You patch him back up in silence and he apologizes to you once your hands are done bandaging him up. You throw your arms around his neck to pull him close, careful not to jostle his bandages. He lets you cry as long as you need.

When Ignis first loses his vision, the last thing he wants to be to you is a burden. So he tries his best not to ask for your help, but after a close call against a red giant, you pull him close at camp and help him with his wounds. Your hands are patient and caring, and he feels embarrassed that he can’t keep up with the others because of his newfound handicap. You give his hand a squeeze and press a kiss to his scarred cheek, promising him that you’re not leaving his side and that you know that with time, he’ll find a way to adjust. He always does.

Things I am thankful for tonight

- Jimin’s jacket, and the fact that it couldn’t stay on his shoulders.
- Jimin’s shirt that was cut so low he might as well not be wearing it.
- Taehyung’s headband
- The sweat on Namjoon’s forehead
- When the vocal line figured out where center stage was.
- The fact that BTS are artists and each stage was an art piece.
- The fancy chandelier over Jimin
- The phone that Namjoon FINALLY PICKED UP
- The oversized shirt/jacket trend
- “Oh Jin haircut!” -Hobi
- Jungkook’s 3 large ass earrings
- Hobi’s thin choker
- Jin’s random aeygo
- The way Nams walked
- The way Jimin danced
- The way Hobi smiled
- The way Tae existed
- Jin’s haircut
- Jimin’s dye job
- Hobi’s purple pimp jacket.
- Yoongi giving up on English in the ending ments.
- JK the true American.
- The beautiful voices and songs of BTS
- Kim Seokjin
- Min Yoongi
- Jung Hoseok
- Kim Namjoon
- Park Jimin
- Kim Taehyung
- Jeon Jungkook

Thank you to all of the above for an amazing night. One of the best of my life.


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