hii can I request the chocobros (minus Noctis) and Cor popping the question to their s/o after recovering from the loss of Noct and realizing they need their s/o since they were so supportive during their time of grieving? (I hope this remotely makes sense) ty
Yup- I felt many feels typing this one up! Again,
these are short drabbles because I’m really trying to power through the
official NINE requests I have left in my inbox! The other ones that are
in there were submitted after I had closed my inbox to requests, so while I
didn’t delete them, I’m treating them as submissions for round 2 of request
submissions! Thanks for sending this lovely request in! <3 All these
drabbles will end in the confession- and it’s up to the reader to kind of fill
in the blanks from there LOL :D *INTERACTIVITY AND ALL! :D :D :D*
P.S: this took me SUCH a long time to type up :O I don’t know whyyyy! :O
bit his lip as he glanced at you from under his blond fringe. It was raining
down hard and you were holding your back pack limply in your hand. Fingers
clasped tightly against the straps, you sighed out loud.
“I can’t believe you insisted we go on a photography expedition
tonight of all nights!” you finally cried out, expressing your exasperation.
Prompto laughed nervously and rubbed his palm against the back of his neck.
“Sorry- I just wanted to take you back to the spot we
first met…” Prompto trailed off, coughing a little as he fumbled around in his
pocket for something. He retrieved a small jewellery box and you couldn’t help
but gasp, knowing exactly what it was. Prompto smiled up nervously at you and
kneeled down on one knee, in the mud, before you. You gasped automatically and
stared at your boyfriend of ten years, unable to believe what was happening.
Here you were, absolutely drenched outside at a camp
ground you couldn’t even REMEMBER, with Prompto Argentum kneeling down on one
knee with a goofy smile on his face, his clear blue eyes partially covered by
his blond fringe. Prompto cleared his throat and nervously began to speak.
“So, y/n… you stayed by me through both the scariest
and saddest parts of my life. You never gave up on me, and you supported me and
helped me be the best person I could possibly hope to be. You helped me become
a man and you allowed me to see the beauty in a world that had turned
incredibly ugly. I want to spend my life with you, y/n… will you marry me?
Gladiolus?” you whispered into your boyfriend’s ear as you laid beside him in
bed early in the morning. You could feel the sun’s rays filtering in through
your blinds and hitting your bedsheets with warm intensity. You sighed out in
contentment and sat up, stretching your arms above your head with a yawn.
Glancing at Gladio, you couldn’t help but smile fondly at the way he had his
arm thrown over his face as he slept.
Leaning over the burly man, you nuzzled his cheek and
pressed a soft kiss against his stubble. Gladio stirred at that and groaned
slightly as he began to wake up. You grinned and bopped him on the nose in
amusement. “About time! We’re going to be late for the memorial ceremony.” Your
voice grew sombre at the mention of Noctis’ memorial ceremony. Gladio sat up
immediately and sighed sadly.
“Yeah, right. Thanks babe.” Gladio ripped the covers
off his bare, tone body and flexed involuntarily before heading off towards the
bathroom. You watched him retreat into the bathroom and you let out a sad sigh
of your own. You knew Gladio still beat himself up about Noctis’ death, even
though he couldn’t have done anything about it- Noctis had been the Chosen
King- his death had been written in the books the moment he was born.
Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t notice Gladio walk
out of the bathroom. You didn’t notice him eying you, nor did you notice the
small box enclosed in his palm. Gladio cleared his throat, and you glanced at
him. Raising your eyebrows at the fact that he was only in a towel, you watched
him make his way towards you. He brought the box up and opened it, showcasing a
gorgeous engagement ring.
You were slow to react, so you merely blinked down at
the ring and then back at Gladio. “What’s this?” you asked, knowing full well
that you sounded dumb.
“Marry me. You’re everything to me. You always have
been, you always will be. Please- I need you. I always have. If I didn’t have
you when Noctis…” Gladio took in a ragged breath before continuing, “… I don’t
know. I just… the world’s so much better with you by my side. Please, y/n, will
you be my wife?”
On this day, 5th January 1922, Ernest Shackleton, died.
Sir Ernest Shackleton was an Antarctic explorer, best known for leading the ’Endurance’ expedition of 1914-16.
Ernest Henry Shackleton was born on 15 February 1874 in Ireland but his family moved to London where Shackleton was educated. He joined the merchant navy when he was 16 and qualified as a master mariner in 1898.
In 1901, Shackleton was chosen to go on the Antarctic expedition led by British naval officer Robert Falcon Scott on the ship ‘Discovery’. The team trekked towards the South Pole in extremely difficult conditions, getting closer to the Pole than anyone had come before. Shackleton became seriously ill and had to return home.
In 1908, he returned to the Antarctic as the leader of his own expedition, on the ship 'Nimrod’. During the expedition, his team climbed Mount Erebus, made many important scientific discoveries and set a record by coming even closer to the South Pole than before. Shackleton was knighted on his return to Britain.
In 1911, Norwegian explorer Roald Amundsen reached the South Pole, followed by Scott who died on the return journey. In 1914, Shackleton made his third trip to the Antarctic with the ship 'Endurance’, planning to cross Antarctica via the South Pole. Early in 1915, ’Endurance’ became trapped in the ice, and ten months later sank. Shackleton’s crew had already abandoned the ship to live on the floating ice. In April 1916, they set off in three small boats, eventually reaching Elephant Island. Taking five crew members, Shackleton went to find help. In a small boat, the six men spent 16 days crossing 1,300 km of ocean to reach South Georgia and then trekked across the island to a whaling station. The remaining men from the 'Endurance’ were rescued in August 1916. Not one member of the expedition died. Shackleton’s account of the 'Endurance’ expedition, South was published in 1919. The State Library of New South Wales holds a number of editions of this book, including first editions.
Shackleton’s fourth expedition aimed to circumnavigate the Antarctic continent but on 5 January 1922, Shackleton died of a heart attack off South Georgia and he was buried on the island.
The State Library of New South Wales holds collections of photographs depicting Shackleton’s expeditions, including these taken by photographer Frank Hurley. Photographs of Sir Ernest Shackleton’s trans-Antarctic expedition in the
'Endurance’, ca. 1914-1917
Hi. How would the boys confess to a very shy and timid crush?
everything about this request because I can relate to being shy and timid
before someone I really like. I swear, if the chocobros just appeared in front
of my with their beautiful selves I would feign ignorance and act like a
complete knob- so much to the point that the chocobros would probably think I
hated them. With that as inspiration, here are my headcanons (seems they got
progressively longer as I moved from one chocobro to another- sorry Noct)!
finishing these up, I’m not quite sure they turned out as fluffy and cute as I wanted
them to be for you, Anon! My sincerest apologies!
Noctis: Our favourite Lucian prince is an
awkward turtle. So naturally, he’s pretty shy and timid too! He doesn’t really
know that his crush is just as shy, timid and nervous around him as he is
around them. So there’s an aloof air to him when he approaches his crush.
Basically, both Noctis and his crush have no idea they are interested in each
other, and try to act ‘cool’ when they’re anywhere near each other, effectively
driving each other away from each other. Both Noctis and his timid crush feel
terrible heartache at every missed opportunity, and they wonder why the other
dislikes them so much. Eventually, after a few weeks of acting like the other
doesn’t exist from both Noct’s crush and Noctis himself, Noctis would be the
one to make the first move- tired of waiting and wondering ‘what if?’ He’d
sidle up to his crush quietly, and kind of stand around idling awkwardly beside
them before clearing his throat and kicking the ground with the toe of his
“Hey, I really
like you… I just wanted to tell you that because- well, I don’t actually know
why. I just had to.” Noctis would be a blushing mess, and he would not be able
to make eye contact with his crush at all. In turn, his crush would be
mirroring Noctis’ awkwardness- and the two would look like the cutest flustered
couple ever, averting each other’s gazes and blushing like mad. Noctis’ crush,
still blushing violently, would take a huge risk and clutch onto Noctis’ wrist,
miscalculating as they probably intended to hold the prince’s hand. Either way,
Noctis has a huge grin on his face by the end of the whole ordeal, and his
crush (now girl/boyfriend) is super relieved that Noctis doesn’t in fact hate
Prompto: Prompto’s shy and timid (much like his
crush) around people who he is not familiar with- but he hides it really well
behind his slapstick humour. As a result, he’s kind of overwhelming to be around
if you’re someone who doesn’t do well with small talk. He’d always be hanging
around his crush, asking numerous questions about their likes and dislikes-
almost to the point of being annoying. Seriously, the first thing that should
tip this chocobo-loving blondie that his crush is just as into him as he is to
them it the fact that they haven’t told him to shut up and leave them alone
yet! Prompto would also create absolutely ANY excuse to take his crush along on
a ‘super-secret-photography-expedition’ whenever he’d roll into his crush’s
town with the other chocobros.
probably on one of these photography expeditions that Prompto would confess. He’d
probably flush a blotchy red, which is super endearing, fiddling with his
camera to avoid looking directly at his crush. Of course, his shy and timid
crush would feel kind of awkward in such a situation and would try to make any
excuse under the sun to leave.
(Oh, I have to
feed my cat!) (But… you don’t have a cat. Remember, when I asked you if you had
pets, you said no.)
feel super disheartened at his crush’s attempts to get away from him. So much
that, well, Prompto would finally blurt out: “Don’t you like hanging out with
me? I really like hanging out with you! You’re amazing- and I really, really,
REALLY like you a lot.” The silence that would follow his confession would be
deafening as his crush tries to decipher the extremely fast cadence of Prompto’s
words. Our sunshine chocobo-lover would then step forward, blushing an
impossibly deep shade of red, and would take his crush’s hand in his own sweaty
would squeeze his hand, offering a timid yet happy smile at the blond. This
positive reaction would then lead to a lot of whooping, cheering, and countless
amount of couple selfies (after all, Prompto’s got to document the moment his
huge confession when absolutely perfectly).
Gladio: Gladio’s a flirt. A very confident,
manly flirt. His crush is the complete opposite: timid, shy, and very quiet.
They usually keep to themselves and the only time Gladio actually gets to see
them is in the Citadel, during his lunch break. Gladio can’t really explain why
he’s so drawn to his crush’s quiet nature, but he knows he wants to see them
smile. Preferably from reacting positively to something he did for them. So at
first, he’d approach his crush with all the confidence in the world- chest out,
shoulders back and head held up high. However, he’d tone it down the moment he
realises his crush is having trouble getting their words out amidst his
confident aura. After trying his best to get a conversation out of his crush,
he’d casually make up and excuse to exit the situation- not because he thinks
they are weird, but simply because he can see how uncomfortable his crush is in
little sad about the train wreck that was his first conversation with his
adorably shy crush, Gladio would head home after a long day of work and
brainstorm some ideas that would help him get close to his crush without
scaring them the way he did the first time. His first idea is to casually bring
up the weather and talk about how great it is outside- he then plans to invite
his crush outside to take a walk with him. Alas, it is pouring buckets the next
day and Gladio has to make something up on the spot when he spots his crush
ducking between two boisterous members of the Crownsguard to get to their usual
lunch spot. Gladio would probably feel a little nervous since he’s not used to
dealing with overly shy people- but his crush is totally worth all the mental
pain he’s gone through!
Gladio would quietly
take a seat opposite of his crush and patiently sit, waiting for his crush to
speak first. That way, his crush would be in control of the situation.
Eventually, his crush acknowledges Gladio by pushing half of their sandwich
towards him, averting their eyes as they shyly chew on their own half. Gladio
would not be able to help the smirk that forms on his lips as he leans forward
onto the table.
“So, you do
like me as much as I like you! You could have fooled me, the way you carried on
last time. It was cute though. You’re really cute.” Gladio would end, his deep
gravelly voice tender and soft. His crush would smile shyly through bites of
their sandwich and murmur quietly in response.
“I like you
too- you noticed me when no one else did. I’m really glad you told me how you
Ignis: Ignis, being the perceptive guy he is,
would handle confessing to a shy and timid crush in a better way than the other
chocobros. He’d observe his crush from afar and take note of situations or
particular environmental conditions that gave his crush any particular trouble.
Honestly speaking though, he finds his crushes blushes and awkward attempts at
small talk around others extremely endearing. Personally, he cannot wait to see
his crush standing flustered before him. But that image could wait- he would
want to make sure his crush would accept his confession with grace.
So he does
sweet, passive things that drop clues to his crush about his feelings towards
them. Of course, these passive things include anonymous love notes which
contained a simply few lines about the traits he adores about his crush. They
also include random packages of baked goods and surprise lunches left in his
crush’s locker. Ignis kind of enjoy the whole ordeal- he’s secretly a raging
romantic and had wanted to try doing something selflessly sweet for his beloved
whenever he got the chance to. Efforts towards passively wooing his crush were
the perfect opportunity to act out his innocent romantic fantasies (his
not-so-innocent romantic fantasies would have to wait till later in his
potential relationship with his crush).
After a few
weeks of sending his crush sweet love notes and delicious food, Ignis would purposely
arrive at his crush’s locker at the same time they did. Face to face with his
shy crush, Ignis wouldn’t be able to help the feint blush that would rise up
his neck, not quite reaching his cheeks. He’d adjust his glasses, suddenly
feeling nervous (what if his crush out right rejected him, thinking he was a
sick, creepy individual who liked to watch people from afar?), and then bravely
go for the plunge.
In a steady
voice: “So, it appears the jig is up, dearest. What say you and I have a nice
lunch together today? I’ve made stew, and I have some muffins ready for
After a few
moments of silence between Ignis and his crush, his crush would shyly smile up
at him and nod.
really love that, Ignis. See you then.”
Smooth operator Ignis scores himself a date with his shy and timid crush!