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anonymous asked:

May I request possible scenarios of how the Chocobros and Cor got to know their s/o, why they appreciate them and got closer to them?

Yes, yes, yes you may dear Anon! :D I just want to say though- this was a tad bit rushed because I wanted to get something out tonight but I’ve been so darn tired lately LOL! So if there are any typos, please flag them and let me know <3 Love you all! And enjoyyyy!


Noctis: Noctis first noticed you two months into beginning high school. He was curious about you, because unlike the other people in his class, you kind of just sat by yourself in the back corner and stayed glued to your books. Noctis would find himself staring at you during class break periods, earning himself a lot of teasing from Prompto. Noctis didn’t really know why he found you so extremely fascinating, but he couldn’t stop himself from turning his head every hour just to check and see if you were still sitting there in the back corner, reading your books and diligently completing your work.

On Valentine’s Day, Noctis received many gifts of expensive, foreign chocolates and roses. Prompto himself had received a whole bunch of gifts from his many admirers around the school as well. However, Noctis found himself staring right past his desk, saturated with gifts and offerings, his eyes landing on your desk. There sat a single rose with a bag of what seemed to be home-made chocolates tied to the green stem. Noctis had felt a pang of jealousy then- though he soon came to realise that his jealousy was unfounded.

That afternoon, as he was about to leave for the front gates where Ignis was waiting to pick him up, you approached him from behind and tapped him gently on the shoulder. Noctis turned around swiftly at the touch and his midnight blue eyes widen at the sight of you holding out the lone rose and cute looking chocolate moogles. His eyes travelled up to your face and he saw your slight blush and endearing bashful expression.

“Um, these are for you, your highness.” Noctis watches you formally bow down to him, your gifts outstretched to him. Not even thinking about playing it cool, Noctis gently takes your gifts from your hands and smiles when you straighten up to face him with a mildly surprised expression on your face.

“Thanks, y/n.” Noctis replies back simply, his gratitude evident in his shy tone. Noctis watches you smile brightly at him, and from that moment on, he slowly grows closer and closer to you until one day, your lips meet and seal an unspoken contract- you’ve been inseparable ever since!


Prompto: Prompto met you when the two of you were each twelve years old. Specifically, he met you when he fell during one of his morning runs. You were taking a walk down to the local corner store to buy some bread for breakfast with your family when you caught sight of a chubby boy sitting on the curb, staring at his bloody knee and crying. Prompto hadn’t even realised that you had approached him as he cried- he was so used to dealing with his emotions and problems by himself. So when you tapped him on the shoulder and offered him a shy, yet determined smile, Prompto was both grateful and fascinated by you.

He admired how you took him by the hand and pulled him up with a strong grip before pulling you along right towards your home. He remembered how your parents were so welcoming of your new ‘friend’, despite the fact that Prompto was almost positive someone as pretty and kind as you would never was someone as weird as him to be their friend. You had just nodded and stuck close to Prompto as your parents patched him up. He was extremely grateful for that act of consideration and kindness.

From that day forth, you and Prompto were close friends. You always made sure Prompto ran safely and Prompto always made sure you had a buddy to walk with to and from school. The two of you grew close over the years, and naturally, Prompto had asked you out on your birthday. At first, you thought it was too good to be true, so you took his invitation as just an outing between friends. But then, when he placed a tender kiss against your cheek that night at the end of your fun filled evening- both you and Prompto knew that it was the start of something special and long on the books.

Until this day, you and Prompto go to that very spot you first met as kids, and tell each other just how much you mean to each other. You tell Prompto that he saved you from a lonely childhood, and Prompto tells you that you saved him from himself.


Gladio: Gladio met you at an official royal dinner. He was absolutely enthralled with the vision of you wearing a black lace dress with golden accents, your hair in an elegant up-do. That night, Gladio’s job was to tail Noctis and make sure that the prince didn’t slip out of the main hall and sneak off into the gardens. However, he was distracted by your beauty and, damn it, he paid the price. Within an hour, Gladiolus Amicitia had already lost the prince.

In a panic, Gladio began to search amongst the crowds in the main hall. In his hurry, he began to job backwards to back-track towards the large mahogany double doors so that he could go and search the prince’s regular haunts around the palace. But then, he stepped on some flowy material and he heard a rather loud rip.

“Oh my…” Gladio stands stock still at the sound of you saddened voice. He cannot believe it. He ran right into you AND he ruined your beautiful dress. Oh, and he lost the prince. Gladio turned towards you, an apologetic look on his handsome and rugged features.

“I am SO sorry! Follow me to the coat room, I think Iggy left an emergency sewing kit in there for occasions like this, my lady.”

You nodded and gathered your ripped skirts, and Gladio felt terrible as he lead you out of the room. Soon, the two of you were in the coat room, and Gladio frantically searched for the sewing kit he mentioned, only to find Noctis fast asleep under a pile of expensive women’s coats. He was about to yank the prince out from under the pile and give him a piece of his mind when you suddenly cooed and reached out to run a sheer gloved hand over the thirteen year old prince’s dark bangs.

“He’s tuckered out, poor darling. He may be prince, but he’s still also just a boy.” You sighed quietly as you stroked the prince’s hair. Gladio couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. Why did the prince get to have you touching him so tenderly? It wasn’t fair!

“Yeah, uh, I guess I should take him to bed then?” Gladio grunted, lifting Noctis gently from the pile of coats and into his strong arms. Gladio was about to tell you to wait in the coat room for him, until he caught you shrugging your coat on over your beautiful dress.

Gladio’s face was downcast as he thought you were going to be leaving. You see this forlorn expression in Gladio’s expressive eyes and you couldn’t help but smile at the large teen’s endearing reaction. You felt flattered that he wanted you to stay around longer.

“I’m not going anywhere, just so you know. I’ll be waiting for you outside the main hall. It’s too loud in there and I want to talk to you.”

Gladiolus came back to you in record speed after you’d expressed your desire to speak with him privately. That night, the two of you laughed and shared stories and aspirations between each other about yourselves. Gladio was absolutely ecstatic and VERY well-behaved. No wandering hands or eyes (despite your ripped dress) what so ever.

Gladio fell for your forward nature and natural confident charm the moment he laid eyes on you, and you fell for his soft, kind heart. The two of you cherish each other immensely and cannot even imagine life without one another. Gladio is loath to admit that Noctis is the one who brought the two of you together.


Ignis: Ignis met you when he’d first arrived at the Citadel at the young age of six. He was extremely withdrawn and absolutely scared of everyone and everything he had encountered. His uncle ad advised the Regis that it would be pertinent for Ignis to have contact with kids his age so that he could normalise and re-socialise after the traumatic experience of losing both of his parents in a car accident.

And so, Ignis first laid his eyes on you in the royal day care. He had been plopped down beside a quietly playing Prince Noctis, and the prince didn’t seem like he wanted to be disturbed, so Ignis had no choice but to play with someone else nearby- lest he die of absolute boredom. He had tried to approach some of the older boys who were playing wrestling on the floor nearby, but he quickly back tracked when he noticed just how hard the boys were hitting each other.

Ignis was about to make his way back to Noctis when he felt a tug on his sleeve. Almost immediately after the tug, his glasses were pried off his face and Ignis felt a wave of panic settle into his chest, suffocating him as his field of vision became blurry. Whether it was from not being able to see without his glasses, or the mere fact that he was about to cry rather violently, he didn’t really know.

He never found out either, because the glasses thief, after stealing his possessions, had immediately perched the glasses back atop his nose after seeing the clear distress on Ignis’s face and in his stunning green eyes.

“I’m sorry- I just thought your eyes were really pretty. I wanted to see them better. Please don’t cry- I’ll take care of you! I turned five this year!” Ignis turned to you, and he was a little mad at first. But then, throughout the weeks, as you continued to bug him to play with you, he grew fond of you. Soon, you were his best friend, encouraging him through his specialised Crownsguard training program and holding him whenever things got to be too much.

One night, while Ignis was walking from the library with you beside him, he couldn’t hold in his feelings any longer. He had to tell you how he felt. But he didn’t know how to tell you in words. So he took his glasses off his nose and turned to face you. When you stopped your gait and stopped to face Ignis, you found him smiling sheepishly.

“I need you far more than I can say, y/n. Will you take care of me, please?” Ignis asked bashfully. You tentatively pressed you lips against his in the cool evening breeze under the murky stars in Insomnia, and it was from then on that Ignis the caretaker of all had someone special to come home to in order to have someone take care of him.


Cor: Cor Leonis met you when you were a newly recruited Crownsguard trainee. Clarus was not available to train you, so Cor had to step in. With no training experience what-so-ever, Cor was a pretty terrible teacher. He basically did everything for you and didn’t give you much opportunity to learn. And so, you naturally had to confront him about this oversight because you were there to learn and become good at your job.

“Cor… could I possibly take a solo mission someday soon?” you asked, your voice slightly shaky out of nerves. You were speaking to the marshal- of course you were going to be nervous. Cor had immediately frowned at shaken his head in disagreement.

“No. You’re not ready.”

“Of course I’m not,” you snapped at Cor, “you don’t even give me a chance to practice what I’ve learned!” you yelled, very frustrated all of a sudden. The man wasn’t letting you lift a finger, and you had no idea why. “Is it because you think I can’t be good? If so, then just tell me. Let me look for another job- be rid of me!” you have started screaming now. Luckily, the training room you and Cor were in was sound proof.

Cor frowns at you, his glare softening in its intensity.

“Are you immortal too?” Cor asked you, throwing you off all of a sudden. The question came out of the blue, and was unlike any question Cor had ever asked you in the past four months of your training. You shake your head silently in response. Cor lets out a sigh and clasps your shoulder gently with one of his large, warm hands. “Then how can I let you risk your life out there? I don’t want to see anything bad happen to you…”

You caught the soft, barely there blush on Cor’s tanned skin, and your heart began to race a mile per minute at the affectionate thoughts apparently running through Cor’s mind, directed solely at you. You were flattered… and you felt special and protected. Suddenly, you weren’t so mad.

“Cor, I know what I signed up for. To serve the Crown is my life. My duty. My entire soul.”

“That’s unfair- can’t you leave some of your soul for me?”

Cor’s smooth words from that day were what led you to throw your arms around his broad shoulders and kiss him senseless. His words were also the reason why you decided to take on an administration role, much like Monica. Cor was happy with your decision, and supported you one-hundred percent with your career from then on.

Over time, you fell in love with the way Cor only smiled for you, in private. You fell in love with the way he kissed you so tenderly that you were convinced you would break if he applied even the smallest amount more pressure because every affectionate act shared with Cor was extremely overwhelming.

You could feel the love exuding out of the stoic man for you. And Cor’s simple reason for having you set in the centre of his world-

… he absolutely loved the kindness and determination settled deep into your eyes. One look at you, that first moment he met you as his student… he’d broken his vow to remain unattached to others. And until now, with you by his side, he didn’t regret falling for you one bit.

anonymous asked:

Hey guys! So I just want to start off by saying that your blog is my secret indulgence. I've been very stressed with university lately and always know that I'll feel 100% better after reading some of your stuff. I was actually told off by the librarian the other day when I smirked too loudly after reading one of your fluff stories. I am proud! XD Anyway, I was wondering how the guys would react to their s/o being in labour & the delivery room? I can totally imagine Prompto fainting XD

Anon, I literally snorted when I read this. 

The fact that you were scolded for laughing at our stories? Aboslute gold. I’ll never get over that (and now I’m a little curious as to what story you were reading when you got caught 😂)

I’m thrilled to hear that our simple little stories have been helping you get through the stress and struggle of being a university student.

Both Leigh and I are full time students ourselves, so trust me when I say we get it.

With all of that said, let’s bring on the fluff!

As per your request, there may or not be a fainting blonde in the midst of all of the “baby is coming” excitement 🎀

Song: “End Of The Road” by Umphrey's McGee


Prompto would- well, you guessed it: be lying in a heap on the hospital room floor, a mess of limbs and feelings; unable, at first, to handle the sight of his lover embarking on the childbirth process. Once he had awoken, he’d shake off his embarrassment and swallow his anxiety to focus in on his s/o. While he wouldn’t exactly know how to go about being useful in the conventional way, he would end up resorting to the one thing he does best: making people smile. Pulling puns, jokes, and quips out of his back pocket, Prompto would be cracking the entire room up, as laughter and grins filled the air and lightened the mood dramatically. His s/o would be, although decidedly cramped and troubled from the pain, deeply appreciative to have her mind kept away from the matters at hand, looking to Prompto’s pink cheeked expression for positivity. Odds are, the camera would be whipped out every now and again to capture the beaming couple’s excited faces leading up to the big moment. A stellar scrapbook would come about within a few weeks of the birth.

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Imagine how cool it would be to have Ardyn to join your team and fight with you during combats

Noct and him would make a badass combo while insulting each other and it would end up with Ardyn slapping Noctis behind the head or kicking him in the back

When Noctis’ HP drop to 0 and Ardyn helps him, he’d mock him saying something like “And you think you can reclaim your throne” And Noctis would just reply “Fuck you too”

When Ardyn’s HP drop to 0 and Noctis helps him he’d say “I’d appreciate it if I didnt have to pick up the trash every 10 seconds” and Ardyn would just laugh it off because he doesnt give a single shit

Sometimes when Noctis is in danger Ardyn would pretend to give him a hand to lift him up but turn his back to him and leave it to one of the other teammates cuz he aint helping this little shit

One would sometimes stab the other just because they can

When Noctis is afflicted with confused state he would try to hug Ardyn rather than attacking him and Ardyn would be like “PROMPTO TAKE A PICTURE NOW” and Ignis would facepalm

anonymous asked:

How about the guys reacting to their partner, who's always had long hair, coming home with a stylish short cut? Who would panic at first? XD

Funny, I just got my hair cut today and it’s much shorter than I am used to hehe~ These scenarios aren’t all compliant to your exact request- but hair cuts have happened and the boys all have their own way of reacting. My personal favourite is Ignis because… *sighs dreamily* <3

Tagging: @blindbae, @itshaejinju, @hypaalicious, @rubyphilomela, and @the-lucian-archives :D <3


Noctis: Noctis had always liked your long hair. He liked to thread his fingers through your silky locks idly as he played on his phone or listened to you speak. It was a relaxing motion for him, and he absolutely loved the way your hair felt against his fingers. So when you arrived at his apartment one day with a short, stylish bob and a cute front-fringe, Noctis was a little upset.

“Why didn’t you… how could you… you didn’t even tell me!” Noctis cried out, his tone incredulous as he pointed at your new bob. You immediately teared up, thinking that Noctis absolutely hated your new look. You just wanted to try something different. You didn’t think Noctis would outright oppose your new look.

“I’m s-sorry!” you whimpered quietly, wringing your hands in front of you as your eyes misted over. Noctis immediately balked at your reaction to his questions and took a tentative step forward, his arms open and ready to bring you close. He stood apart from you for a few awkward moments as you stood in front of him, extremely upset about Noctis’ adverse reaction to your new haircut.

However, you suddenly felt his familiar touch on your head, threading through your hair pleasurably. Your eyes shot to his deep blue hues, wide in surprise.

“Huh?” you managed to ask, unintelligibly. Noctis blushed and averted his gaze from your face, still running his hand over your short hair.

“You look cute. And it feels nice. It really suits you… and stuff.”

You sniffled and managed to pull him in for a hug. He willingly conceded and you smiled against his chest.

Classic Noctis.


Prompto: Prompto’s been rallying you on about getting a haircut for the summer. He really liked the pixie cut look that he’d been seeing in all the photography and fashion magazines he was into lately. You, however, were comfortable hiding behind your long, wavy locks of hair.

Prompto didn’t really push you to make the change, but there were times he liked to talk about the possibility of having matching hair with you. He’d be really light hearted about it, but you would mostly feel bad for resisting his gentle prodding on the topic of your hair.

On your sunshine boy’s birthday, you decide to take the plunge and go to the hair salon and get your long locks cut into a stylish pixie cut. You ended up crying a little as huge chunks of your beautiful hair were being cut off. But then, you looked into the mirror with puffy red eyes at the end of the whole ordeal and found yourself breaking into a smile.

You looked pretty cute with short hair.

You met Prompto that afternoon, and insisted that he turn his back to you so that you could surprise him with your present. He was really excited, so he turned around immediately and submitted to your request. You carefully made your way towards him, suddenly feeling nervous about your hair and the way you looked. You weren’t quite so sure Prompto would like how it turned out. But you kept yourself moving forward until you stood directly behind your boyfriend. You tapped his shoulder tentatively.

“You can turn around now.”

He turned around, and for a moment, he didn’t seem to register that you were standing there in front of him. His clear blue eyes were clouded with slight confusion before they flew wide open in recognition.

“YOU LOOK AMAZING I LOVE YOU!” Prompto practically screamed into your face, wrapping you into a rather suffocating embrace. You grinned, happy that he was happy. You already missed your long hair, but you were overdue for a change. And besides, your hair would grow back in time.

The happiness Prompto exhibited with you on the day of his birthday: that was both timeless and priceless.


Gladio: You were livid when you realised that Gladio had accidentally chopped off more than half of your silky pony tail in the middle of one of his great sword manoeuvres during your training session. Gladio himself immediately dropped his weapon and quickly assumed a protective stance as he watched you tense up.

You were ready to pounce in anger- that much, he was sure of.

“You idiot! How many times do I have to tell you to watch where you swing that thing?!” you screeched, trying to bring whatever remained of your pony tail to the front of your face. There really wasn’t much left. You cried out in frustration and made a choking motion towards Gladio, who flinched away from your movements. “I could have been BEHEADED- we’re LUCKY it was only my hair!”

“Yeah babe, how lucky is that? We should be soooo happy about that-” Gladio tried to smile at you, but your glare was absolutely terrifying. Gladio gulped and stood in his spot, amber eyes averted to the ground, looking like a boy being scolded by his parents. The whole situation would have been comical to you if it hadn’t involved your favourite part of your body- your HAIR.

“SHUT UP AMICITIA! You… I can’t LOOK at you right now, Six… I’m out of here.” You stormed out of the training room, leaving Gladio behind looking extremely sorry, and slightly amused. He walked towards your beautiful locks which were simply lying on the training room floor, oblivious to their owner’s minor melt-down.

“Damn, I screwed up.”

That evening, you forced yourself up to the apartment you shared with Gladio, hoping that he wasn’t in. You timidly toyed with the ends of your very short, newly styled hair. You teared up a little bit- you had NEVER had short hair since you were called a tomboy back in pre-school for liking your father’s signature bowl cut. You liked being that girl with the nice, long, princess-like hair.

Gladio went and ruined that today with his macho moves in the training room. You heaved a loud sigh and pushed your front door open, slightly annoyed to find it unlocked. Gladio was already in.

“Babe, I made din- whoa…” Gladio trailed off as he walked into the room, carrying two steaming cup noodles in each hand. His mouth was agape and his beautiful face looked kind of stupid. You almost giggled, but you were feeling much too self-conscious to do so.

You gulped and glared at your boyfriend. “What the hell are you looking at, Gladio?” you said, peeved.

Gladio shrugged, placing the cup noodles onto the coffee table in the living room before approaching you slowly, eying you up and down. His eyes lingered on your face, and he reached out to cup his large palm on your cheek.

“You’re so beautiful. Damn… if I’d known you’d look this sexy with short hair, I would have shanked your hair off a long time ago…” Gladio trailed off, absolutely mystified with your new look. You flushed at his words and sharply tapped his hand away from your face.

“I… thanks Gladdy.” You relented with a sigh. Gladio smiled boyishly, warming your insides at the sight of his real smile, as he leaned down to press his lips gently against yours. You sighed into his chaste kiss before he pulled away and looped his hands around your waist securely.

“You’re gorgeous. Seriously. I’m gonna do the worst things to you tonight, but this time, you’ll be the one pulling my hair.”

You shivered in his hold and nodded, staring right into his hooded amber eyes.

“I look forward to it, Gladio.”


Ignis: You were in tears as Ignis tried to wash out the extremely sticky Crème Broulee remnants out of your loose, long hair. You whimpered as Ignis’ fingers tugged rather harshly on your strands. Ignis made soothing noises and sighed in a minor show of frustration.

“It’s no good dear, we’re going to have to-”

“NO!” you screamed, whirling on your boyfriend with upset tears in your eyes. “I can’t cut my hair! It’s my treasure!” you cry out emphatically, gesturing harshly at your ruined hair with your sticky fingers. Ignis merely offered you a sad look and shrugged his broad shoulders.

“I’m sorry sweet heart. It’s out of my hands now. Literally.” With that said, Ignis walked away to wash his hands, leaving you standing in front of the tent with your face fixed into a rather permanent looking pout. Noctis approached you, scissors in his hand.

You backed away from the prince, shaking your head slowly.

“No. Get the hell away from me, you psycho. You, of all people, are not to come anywhere NEAR my hair. My head, actually… DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW TO USE THOSE?!” you cried out in surprise as Noctis drew even closer, his midnight blue eyes glinting at you in determination.

“I used to cut my own hair because I didn’t trust Ignis or the royal attendants to do it. They always cut it too short. Please, let me help you!” Noctis attempted to convince you, but his constantly apathetic tone didn’t do much to aid in that domain.

“Noct, no.”

“Y/n, yes.” Noctis replied back, still converging on you.

You felt a sudden surge of familiar magic envelope you and you tried to fight the headiness that took over. You attempted to keep your eyes open, but they slipped shut quickly, and you pitched forward into Noctis’ conveniently waiting arms.

The punk had used his ancient, royal magic to put you to sleep. So he could help cut your hair and fix your sticky predicament.

Wow. Just wow.

When you came to, you actually screamed when you ran your hand through your short locks. You jumped up and immediately went looking for Noctis, who was hiding behind an amused Gladio and equally scared Prompto.

“Shit, she’s awake Iggy!” Prompto squealed at the sight of you. You seethed, upset at the fact that you had your hair cut off without your consent. You turned towards Ignis, and stopped in your tracks at the soft look he was shooting your way. His moss green eyes blinked slowly at the sight of you, and you felt yourself begin to blush a little. You tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear and shrugged at Ignis.

“I look weird.”

“You look absolutely adorable, my darling cupcake.” Ignis said, his voice filled with adoration. You vaguely heard Gladio, Noctis and Prompto snigger at Ignis’ new term of endearment for you. Ignoring them, you stepped up towards Ignis and shyly looked up at him through your lashes, surprised to find your anger had quickly abated.

You had never seen Ignis’ gaze so soft before. You felt like you were about to melt into a puddle of goo right there and then in front of him.

“I do?” you questioned. Ignis nodded and brought his hands to gently cup your face in his glove-less palms. You sighed at the contact. You felt so loved that very moment.

He drew his face closer to yours and kissed you gently on the tip of your nose.

“You do. My precious cupcake.”

You ignored the giggles and chuckles erupting behind you and Ignis as you hugged your boyfriend, grateful for his positive reaction to your not-so-professionally cut short hair style.

You decided you’d let Noctis live. For now.

tardistype221b replied to your post: Requests Open :)

Ooooh maybe an ot4 omegaverse where noctis and prompto are both omegas and are being cuddled and loved in a nest with their alphas; you write omegaverse so well id love to see more

Ah yay any excuse to write Omegaverse is great in my book! :D

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It was warm and soft in their little nest inside the tent. Noctis and Prompto had built the space together, carefully arranging blankets and pillows in a perimeter. The two Omegas were starting heats soon, and nothing beat the comfort of a soft nest when dealing with pre-heat cramps and sweats. They cuddled together now, waiting for their Alphas to return from a run to the nearby Coernix Station for supplies.

Prompto let out a soft whine and pressed close to Noctis, communicating without words his need for intimacy. Noctis responded with a gentle keen, and the two shared a kiss while hands trailed down flushed skin. Their pack bond was a special one, and the two often shared moments of love even without the Alphas around. Prompto nuzzled Noctis’ neck gently; he could smell Ignis’ mark from here and was careful not to disturb it. As close as he and Noctis were, nothing was as special as a mating mark, and it was an unspoken rule between them all that no one touched the marks on the Omegas’ necks except those who had made them. Noctis returned the affection with gentle kisses, also avoiding Gladio’s mark.

They cuddled a while longer, until the Alphas reappeared. They smelled the men first, musky and powerful, then heard their voices and footsteps as they approached the tent. Gladio held the flap open, and Ignis ducked inside. Both men were holding bags of supplies for the coming week. Prompto sat up eagerly upon seeing them, and Noctis yawned, having been on the edge of sleep, propping himself up on one arm.

“Missed you,” Prompto chirped, holding his arms out for his Alpha.

“I see you made yourselves comfortable,” Gladio replied with a smile, setting down his bags and sinking into Prompto’s embrace.

“We had to do something,” Noctis yawned, “You took forever.”

“Apologies for making you wait,” Ignis dropped his bags off as well and knelt beside his Omega prince, “Perhaps reparations are in order?” He placed a soft kiss on Noctis’ mating mark, eliciting a shiver from the man.

“Just hold me,” Noctis murmured, pulling Ignis close.

The pack settled into the nest, bodies intertwined in comfort. The Alphas crooned gently to their mates, easing out the tension from the oncoming heats, though their scents spurred the Omegas’ bodies on. It wouldn’t be much longer until both Omegas were begging their mates for release and fulfillment. They used this time now, though, to cuddle and rest. Kisses were swapped among the pack, fingers traced out patterns on hot skin, and soft purrs and keens filled the tent. At this point in their bond, little words ever needed to be spoken between them all, subtle shifts in scent and quiet noises were all they needed to communicate to one another how they felt.

The Omegas threaded their fingers together and looked over at each other from their positions in the Alphas’ arms. Tomorrow they would be nearly mindless with lust, but they only felt contentment in this instant. Prompto leaned over and kissed first Noctis, then Ignis, letting them share his joy. To be pack bonded with them was the greatest feeling in the world, and Prompto wanted them all to know that. They purred happily in return, and Prompto leaned back into Gladio’s arms, closing his eyes to feel his mate’s heartbeat all the better.

Noctis rolled over and buried his face in Ignis’ neck, inhaling the scent of his Alpha. It made his mind feel light and warm. Gladio kissed the back of Noctis’ head affectionately, and then leaned in to capture Ignis’ lips. Their tongues tangled, not a battle for dominance but rather a commitment of tenderness. The Alphas had long since learned to put aside any dominate tendencies and share the love between their pack equally. The four cuddled in bliss until they fell asleep for the evening. It was the perfect way to spend their last night before a week of heats hit. The nest cradled them together, and not a thing would tear them apart.

anonymous asked:

Headcannon or drabble on the chocobros seeing a girl that they are like "love at first sight" for, but she speaks a different language and hardly knows any English or whatever language they know? Thanks ❤❤❤

I’m gonna be honest with you anon, that is the CUTEST effin thing I have ever heard! My heart is just WOW. I legit had to hold my heart and stop from crying. o(≧∇≦o)

I’m gonna make you proud! (I hope :P) This went a little longer than I thought it would…that’s why it took so long. ❤❤❤

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Noctis

“An escort mission, seems simple enough.” Ignis stated, holding a piece of paper.

“Iggy’s right Noct, with that money we won’t have to worry about anything from here to Tranbene.” Prompto added, looking into the backseat. “Please it’s on the way, so we can technically kill two birds with one stone.”

“It would add a little excitement to this 2 week bachelor party you wanted to go on.” Gladiolus chuckled.

“If I recall correctly, I didn’t want a party at all.” Noctis groaned.

Now here they all sat in the Regalia, a young woman squeezed between Future King and Shield, a long veil over your face. You never responded to any of the banter, making the car ride rather uncomfortable.

The mission was simple, drive 2 days east, and drop you off to your future husband.  About an hour out of your old city, you shocked the entire car as you uttered your first words.

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anonymous asked:

Hello hello! What if the chocobro's S/O had a wedding to go to and they ask the boys to go with them? Bonus: the FAM is pressuring s/o marriage and settling diwn , how would the bros react to that?

Noctis
Initially he’s hard to convince since he hate functions, but you sway him with your puppy dog eyes
You have to nudge him a couple of times during the ceremony when he starts to nod off and you have to cover your mouth so you don’t laugh out loud
He keeps close to your side during the reception, eyeing boisterous and drunken relatives when they come near
When said relatives start talking about marrying you off next he goes bright red
When they mention raising a family together he sputters and excuses himself
You’re not hurt by this, since you know it’s soon and fast and embarrassing to have strangers address it before either of you have
So when he turns up a few minutes later with a couple of drinks he finds you and apologises about his reaction
After explaining you understand you watch the slow dancing on the dance floor for a momen
He leans close and asks if you want to dance
Turns out Noctis loves slow dancing.

Prompto
His reply is an instant yes, as well as asking if you have something in mind to wear yet, because
He loves dressing up for these things, and wants to match his tie to your outfit
He has the cutest little chocobo cufflinks and you love the tie he picked.
Surprisingly he’s quite attentive and sits straight during the ceremony, not getting bored once
He side eyes you through the nuptials and you can only guess at what he’s thinking
The reception is his jam; the food, the dancing, the people having fun.
He laughs off your relatives who start commenting that you need to settle down
Their little digs of ‘the clock is ticking’ are brushed off as he says that you have all the time in the world to do whatever you want
You appreciate that so much
After drinking too much and eating too much you dance the night away

Gladio
He gives a casual yea sure, because he’s easy and you’re his s/o so of course he’ll go, nbd
He’s pretty chill about the whole thing, and sits enjoying the relaxed family  atmosphere during the vows
He charms the pants off of everyone, including your great aunt who is known to be a misery
When the family around you starts commenting on you getting married he puts an arm around you and says you’re definitely one in a million
It satisfies the more distant relatives but the closer ones start speaking about kids
Gladio shrugs and smiles his charming smile, diverting the conversation for you by mentioning how the bride and groom probably have that covered for now
The whole evening after that is relaxed, and you end up sat across Gladio’s lap as the night winds down to a close

Ignis
Ignis takes this very seriously, much more so than the other guys. A family gathering is an important step in a relationship.
He makes sure to learn a bit about your family
During the ceremony he watches with the same attention that he would give a royal meeting, though his hand is resting on your leg the entire time
The food is where he is at, he likes the little canapé’s that are coming round with different fillings.
Yes, he comes up with a new recipeeh
Eventually you’re both cornered and the relatives start mentioning you need to get married and settle down
Your evasive answers that are meant to be neutral doesn’t dissuade them
When they insinuate to Ignis that he needs to tie you down he coolly replies that it’s something you’ve not spoken about as a couple yet.  That kills that conversation.
Good. RIP.
Later on after some drinks and dessert he sweeps you across the dance floor until the end of the night.

anonymous asked:

Hi! May I please get a protective Cor imagine? Maybe the reader is in the Crownsguard? Love your blog by the way. :)

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Cor x Reader
Word Count: 1,441
Slight NSFW

Because we need more Cor! Nothing overly explicit here, just some mentions of intimacy. But I figured I’d put up that warning just in case. Enjoy!

You trailed in after Noctis and the others as he was summoned before the King. You stood by his side along with the rest of your friends as Regis explained to an increasingly apathetic looking Prince about his upcoming nuptials with Lady Lunafreya.

“The decreed hour is come,” King Regis boomed from his throne. “Set forth with my blessing, Prince Noctis.”

“Thank you,” Noctis replied in what you’d come to recognize as his formal tone. “Your Majesty,” he added, even though he was addressing his father.

Regis sighed. “Take your leave, and go in the grace of the gods.”

Noctis gave a nod before pushing past Gladio down the stairs and out of the throne room. You and the others bowed as well, and went to follow after the young prince. As you were heading out the door, a hand closed around your arm.

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anonymous asked:

What's a good tablet for drawing? I want to get back into drawing but everyone is going digital and I don't know where to start

Oh anon, I’m not a good parade example for this question ^^;;

I only use a small wacom graphic tablet (~ 50 €) for more than 12 years now because I never would afford so much money for a big one if drawing is just a hobby and not my job XD
I am used to the small size and would always buy a wacom again. The pen pressure is nice (even for the cheap ones). And don’t buy a tablet using batteries for the pen! I would always forget to charge them haha ;P

But In my opinion size doesn’t matter XD
just practice and find a drawing program you’re comfortable with (I only use Photoshop. I can’t draw with paintoolsai or other programs. Dunno why).

And btw you’re not forced to draw digital. There are so many super awesome traditional artists doing an amazing job (sometimes I can’t even tell if it’s digital or not).

theknightssecrets  asked:

Hello you beautiful nugget! I hope you don't mind me asking but what will be the boys act on their wedding day?

Hi! Oof I started this so long back sorry for the wait!

Prompto: He’s more hyper than a baby chocobo in a field of greens. There were bridezillas, and then there’s Prompto. He’s very critical on himself. If a hair got out of place, he starts freaking out as he searches for his hair wax. But then he would add the wax, and then moan and groan about how it looks absolutely terrible, and that you’d never want to marry him.

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