Can we get scenario or something where maybe Reader is outspoken and forward without really noticing? Like they sometimes blurt out "wow your pretty!" or "I'm blessed to have ended up with you." With Cor and the Chocobro's.
Yup – on it! :D Fluff galore right here Immortal Fam!
Also, these are gonna be really short because I unexpectedly ran out of time to
write this- my sincerest apologies! :O (it is now almost 1am and I need to be at work early xD)
FOR ANDROID USERS: https://themissimmortal.tumblr.com/post/160300961535/can-we-get-scenario-or-something-where-maybe
Noctis: You and Noctis are out on a fishing run for dinner. Noctis has been standing at the edge of his fishing spot for over forty minutes, a frown on his face and his dark brows furrowed in concentration. You’re fiddling around with the different lures in his tackle box, humming to yourself quietly as you don’t want to be told off for scaring off Noctis’ precious fish. After a few more minutes of idle waiting, Noctis’ shoulders straighten up and he lets out a quiet cry of success. He pulls his line in with a small, adorable smile on his face and you can’t help but coo out loud at his sweet reaction.
“Aww, you’re so adorable Noctis- seriously. You make my heart sing!”
Noctis fumbles the line momentarily and you gasp in suspense before he regains his grip and continues pulling the fish in. It’s a big one. When the fish is finally reeled in and out of the water, Noctis turns to you with a cute, sheepish smile on his lips as he scratches the back of his head. He’s too flattered, and happy about his catch, to even hide his embarrassment at your open endearment towards him.
“Um, thanks. Let’s get back to camp and serve this up, hm?”
Prompto: You and Prompto are sitting side by side after a heart dinner cooked by Ignis. Prompto’s showing you all the pictures he’s taken during the day and you’re leaning forward, looking like you have no idea of what the concept of personal space means. You can hear Gladio and Noctis arguing about who gets to sleep furthest from the tent flap tonight and you sigh quietly before glancing at Prompto’s side profile to complain about their brutish behaviour.
You stop yourself from speaking as you’re absolutely mesmerised by Prompto’s elegant, yet masculine facial profile. He looks innocent, strong, and friendly all at the same time and you’re absolutely gobsmacked.
“Wow… you’re so pretty.” You murmur, a small smile on your face as you continue to stare at your travel companion. Prompto’s head shoots around to stare at you, a red blush immediately staining his beautifully freckled cheeks.
“Um… no. I’m not- seriously, stop playing around y/n!” Prompto complains, his voice a little whiny. You chuckle and shake your head, reaching up with your hand and ruffling Prompto’s hair gently.
“I’m not playing. You’re a really handsome guy. Cindy’s a fool for not being head over heels for you by now!” you chirp. Prompto laughs nervously and shakes his head.
“Nah, that’s not who I want anymore…” he stares at you with his clear blue and happy eyes and you get the hint. You smile up at him and wink before standing up and making your way to the tent to settle Noctis and Gladio’s ongoing dispute about the sleeping arrangements. Meanwhile, Prompto’s a blushing mess.
Gladio: Gladio’s training at camp when you walk past and wolf-whistle appreciatively. “Hot damn, that’s a nice ass!” Ignis shoots you an incredulous look over his mug of Ebony while Noctis and Prompto break into peals of laughter.
Gladio’s stopped his morning exercise routine to stand up and stare at you with his deep amber orbs. You can see a feint blush staining his tan, slightly bearded cheeks and you frown a little at his odd reaction.
You hear Ignis snort, and Noctis and Prompto practically choking on air- that’s how hard they are laughing. You’re now confused- what’s going on here? You turn a curious gaze towards Gladio and he shrugs a little, though he looks like he knows exactly what’s going on, by the way he’s now glaring daggers at Ignis, Noctis and Prompto.
“Guys, shut up!” Gladio growls. The boys all laugh harder. You’re extremely confused.
“Seriously, what’s happening?” you ask. Ignis clears his throat and points at Gladio.
“Ask him. He’s been trying to tell you for a while anyways.” Ignis cryptically offers before making his way into the tent and shutting the flap. You turn towards Gladio and place your hands on your hips.
“What did you do now?” you ask, suspicious.
Gladio shakes his head and steps towards you. “This ‘nice ass’ could be all yours for the taking… if you want it?” Gladio ends up sounding unsure of himself.
You raise an eyebrow at him. “… are you trying to ask me to be your girlfriend?”
Gladio’s silent for a few moments before Noctis and Prompto roar with laughter in the back ground. You barely hear Gladio’s meek “yes” over the ruckus.
Ignis: Ignis looks handsome whenever he’s doing any task, but he’s particularly more handsome when he’s in his element in the kitchen. With his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his glasses slowly sliding down his slightly crooked nose, you can’t help but admire the royal advisor as he prepares meals for the boys and yourself.
“You’re such a blessing, Specs.” You murmur, walking up around Ignis and placing your hand on his shoulder in a comfortable gesture. Ignis seizes up a little and almost drops the ladle he’s holding into the pot of soup he was preparing. Turning his green orbs towards you, he sighs and raises an eyebrow.
“And you’re a nuisance. Please, take a seat while I prepare dinner.”
You’re almost offended by the way Ignis brushes your compliment off. Almost.
He would have been in serious trouble off you if he wasn’t a blushing mess the moment you called him a ‘blessing’.
Cor: Cor’s a sweating, panting mess- but he still won the spar between yourself and him. Knocked onto your butt after twenty minutes of good sparring, you stare up at your mentor and long-time crush and smile tiredly.
“Wow, you’re not the marshal for nothing, huh? You’re incredible Cor.” You gush, absolutely thrilled by how much you learned during the sparring session. Cor grunts lightly and offers his hand to you to pull you up. You take it and grin up at him, still a full head shorter than him. You throw caution to the air as you step forward and throw your arms around your stoic mentor. “Thanks for everything. You’re the best!”
You pull away and… Cor the Immortal is BLUSHING. He averts his steel blue gaze and shrugs a little. He looks almost… cute?
“It’s no problem. Any time, y/n.”