At 15, Ignis undergoes another special training programme~ Trying out black and white because I always loved how artists can be so talented and create comics without the use of colors. Sorry, I went for the spiky hairdo young Iggy was seen with that hairstyle in Brotherhood until he was 17-ish = w=;
Actually with boys at Karaoke, and this is what it happens, in time I laught as hell on floor triying to shoot this…. Actually need to be remembered, and yes Noct is drunk, definitely… Promp, is the Maraca man machine" still not drunk as Noct so Barely, Gladdy Daddy can’t up
From sofa, so much drink Inself, what an example to the young Iris…. LMAO and Iggy gonna kill us for drink so much! Party time baes
“Some of the many pictures on Adam’s wall include portraits of Jean Michel Basquiat, Nikola Tesla, Isaac Newton, Christopher Marlowe, William Blake, Franz Kafka, Edgar Allan Poe, Mark Twain, William S. Burroughs, Oscar Wilde, Samuel Beckett, Jane Austen, Emily Dickinson, Arthur Rimbaud, John Keats, Sitting Bull, Bo Diddley, Charley Patton, Robert Johnson, Patti Smith, Hank Williams, Jimi Hendrix, Billie Holiday, John Coltrane Thelonious Monk, Johann Sebastian Bach, Nicholas Ray, Bruce Lee, Buster Keaton, Rodney Dangerfield, and Harpo Marx as well as numerous musicians whom Jarmusch has worked with on various films including Tom Waits, Neil Young, Screamin’ Jay Hawkins, Iggy Pop, and RZA.” source
hehe iggy is my #1 too. ^.^ may i request a young!iggy with a fem!s/o drabble where they sneak out with noct to check out a new trendy food place in the city and get caught by cor, but cor lets them off the hook? heehee. thanks!
I’VE WAITED SO
LONG TO FILL THIS REQUEST DEAR ANON YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I SQUEALED AND
BRAINSTORMED FOR THIS LITTLE (ahem, read that as LONG xD) ONE-SHOT! :D :D :D *I
am super excited, hope I didn’t scare anyone with my caps*. Okay, okay- let’s
The boyfriend, the girlfriend and… the prince?
You tap your
foot impatiently against the foot of Noctis’ chair, and the fifteen year old
prince actually has the gall to scowl at you over his homework. You reach over
and ruffle his hair, because you know that he dislikes people touching his hair
immensely. Ignis throws you a look full of exasperation over Noctis’ head, and
you smile sweetly in your boyfriend’s direction in return. Ignis can only shake
his head and return back to preparing what you assume is Noctis’ dinner for
that night and school lunch for the next day.
quietly for a grand total of three minutes before huffing and snatching Noctis’
literature homework from him and jotting the answers to the questions down off
by heart. The young prince smiles in relief while Ignis lets out a groan from
his position in the kitchen.
“Y/n, how will
he pass his exams if you keep doing his homework for him?” Ignis chides you.
You pout at your stern boyfriend in turn and point dramatically at the analogue
clock mounted on the wall.
seven-thirty! I’ve been starving since six! I swear, Noct’s been acting inept
on purpose this whole time!” you cry out dramatically, draping yourself over
Noctis’ homework. The young prince chuckles and pulls a strand of your hair in
jest, earning a yelp from you. You glare up at the boy who is two years younger
than you, and watch as he stands up from his place at the dining table and
collects his books into a neat pile. He carries the pile towards his room,
throwing Ignis a meaningful look as he passes his advisor.
help but smile at the hopeful look in his young charge’s eyes, and he nods his
silent assent. Noctis immediately breaks into a grin and, gods, you have never
seen that boy move so fast in the year that you’ve known him. You turn your
perplexed gaze towards Ignis and raise an eyebrow at him.
hard- I thought he could accompany us out for dinner tonight.” Ignis answers
your silent question. Your jaw drops in disbelief as you stand immediately and
gesture at the food Ignis was packing away on the counter.
“Um, excuse me? Then what is all of this?!” you point at the pair of
colourful lunchboxes filled with rice, omelette and finely chopped and seasoned
bell peppers. You reach forward, you mouth suddenly watering out of hunger, and
try to steal a small cocktail sausage from underneath the omelette. Ignis
immediately grabbed your hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss
onto your knuckles.
and Prompto’s lunch for tomorrow, love.” Ignis replies easily, letting go of
your hand. You can’t believe it- Ignis packed a lunch for the prince and his
blond chocobo friend…
pack me lunch…” you frown and cross your arms against your chest, feeling hurt-
and then feeling stupid for feeling hurt. Ignis catches the petulant expression
on your face and chuckles with mirth at the obviously silly look on your face.
Your boyfriend quickly replaces the packed lunchboxes into the refrigerator and
shuts the door before making his way around the kitchen counter and towards
you. You feel his arms snake around your waist and he pulls your back flush
against his chest before nuzzling his nose into your fragrant hair with an
amused, yet happy sigh.
because you insist on purchasing that cheese bread from the Crownsguard
Cafeteria every day, sweet pea,” you flush at the term of endearment and
half-heartedly wrestle your way out of his grasp before turning around and
sticking your tongue out at him. Ignis gazes upon your animated form with deep
adoration- you are his exact opposite. Where he is stern and calm, you are
exuberant and jittery. But you have a great mind on you and are very flexible
in your problem-solving process. Ignis admires you greatly for your abstract
thinking ability and your willingness to throw yourself into uncertainty for
the greater good.
that stuff’s delicious, Iggy. And gosh, I cannot believe you’re letting the
bratty prince crash our date!”
calls out from his room, “I heard that, you ingrate!”
You roll your eyes
good naturedly before setting your wide, pleading eyes on Ignis. He bites his
lip, averting your puppy dog eyes.
ask slowly, digging the tow of your light blue vans into Noctis’ wooden floor.
Ignis immediately shakes his head.
“No, I promised
Noct. He’s been having a hard time lately with his magic training and he
deserves a treat. Besides, he likes your company-”
“I do not!” Noctis petulantly whines from his
room, opening his bedroom door and finally emerging. He’s dressed in an old
pair of jeans and a faded moogle mascot t-shirt. Wearing ratty old sneakers and
a black baseball cap over his bangs, Noctis looks like a picture perfect high
school kid. You cluck your tongue in your mouth at the sight while Ignis nods
behaviour around y/n suggests otherwise. Also, well done Noct- perfect
disguise,” Ignis praises Noctis, though one confused look from Noctis has you
bursting out into uncontrollable laughter. You wipe tears of mirth from your
cheeks as Ignis fixes a bewildered stare on you. You gasp for breath before
grinning up at him.
“I don’t think
that’s a disguise, sweet cheeks, I think those are his actual casual clothes-”
Noctis flushes at your words and begins to back track into his room.
“Um, I can
wear something else…” you feel somewhat guilty about the way the young prince
has reverted into his shy and awkward ways. You shook him an apologetic smile
and shake your head quickly.
look great as always my little bean puff!” you coo, earning a grimace from
Noctis. Ignis sighs and glances at his wrist watch as you and Noctis bicker.
children. Let’s make for the car before any tears are spilled, hm?”
freaking Six, Jen- isn’t that the fucking prince?!”
immediately frowns and grabs Noctis’ arm as soon as the three of you pass
through the front threshold of the trendy down town restaurant Ignis let you
to. You tut at Ignis’ behaviour and slap his possessive hand away from the
out! You’re just going to draw attention to him if you go all ‘mother hen’ on
him here,” you speak softly but firmly. Ignis withdraws his hand, and instead
places his arm across your shoulders- a bit warily mind you. You snuggle into
his side, liking the way you are tall enough just so you can perfectly lean
your head against his shoulder when he holds you like this. You let Ignis lead
you to a booth towards the back of the restaurant, and you can hear Noctis
shuffle after the both of you.
feel bad for the kid… being the third wheel and all. That is, until you
realised Noctis was the one who invited himself to your date. You shake your
head and press yourself closer to your boyfriend, earning a raised eyebrow from
the young man you were pressing yourself against.
wrong?” Ignis asks. You shake your head, feigning innocence.
“Oh, no dear.
This is super romantic!” you hear
Noctis scoff softly behind you and you turn your face away from Ignis to hide
your grin. You can feel Ignis heave an exasperated sigh before ushering you
into the booth. He shuffles in after you and Noctis seats himself opposite the
both of you.
You turn to
face Ignis, only to catch him critically eyeing the patrons dining within his
chosen establishment. He glares at a group of young women making googly eyes at
the prince, and you smack him lightly on the chest with the back of your hand.
on a date- focus!” you coach your boyfriend with a sharp tone of voice. Ignis
lets out what you classify as a miserable sigh and slumps slightly in his seat.
“This was a
terrible idea… the security risks are too great…” Ignis mumbles to himself. You
shoot a glance at Noctis, who is too busy scouring over the menu with his
midnight blue eyes wide open in wonder. You can’t help the slight warmth that
spreads through your chest- the boy was seriously deprived. You were feeling
slightly less salty about Noctis gate-crashing your date.
You flip your
gaze back to Ignis and rub his arm up and down in what you hope are soothing
motions. It seems to work minutely as his stiff shoulders relax the tiniest
“Iggy, Noct is
dressed like a hobo right now. We can just say he’s an enthusiastic Noctis
have never seen any sane young man
cosplay as the prince,” Ignis frowns down at you. You lean forward quickly and
press a soft kiss to Ignis’ adorably pouting lips- he probably has no idea he’s
pouting. Ignis retracts from your public display of affection and you swear to
the Six you saw him flush at least seven different shades of red before
clearing his throat and unbuttoning one of his shirt buttons out of
embarrassment. You can’t help but smile fondly and bop Ignis on the nose.
If Noctis hadn’t
been so enthralled by the diner’s menu selection, he’d have probably thrown
both the salt and pepper shaker at your faces. Alas, the kid prince is
currently marking all the junk he’s going to eat on the menu with little ripped
pieces of napkin.
“Look at him-
we can pass him off as our ‘odd’ friend or something,” you retract yourself
from Ignis’ personal space as he stares at you with a deadpan expression, “oh,
come on sweetie! Live a little- we’re not going to get caught for this! We’re
not even in a dodgy area- he’s totally safe!” you argue your point, willing
Ignis’ creased eyebrows to soften. Ignis is about to say something to retort to
your statements when Noctis gasps and tries to slip down as far as he can in
“Aw crap, it’s
As soon as
those words leave Noctis’ mouth, you duck as well, pulling Ignis down alongside
you. Ignis splutters a little, completely flustered and glasses askew. You
shoot a panicked look at Noctis, who is doing his best to cover his face with
the menu, the napkin scraps he’s placed there all slipping onto the table.
sure?!” you ask, your voice around three octaves higher than usual. Noctis
grunts an affirmative and sinks impossibly lower in his seat.
“I should have
just made him hamburgers at home. Why did I think this was a good idea? He didn’t
even finish all of his homework…” Ignis laments quietly to himself. You can’t
help but smirk at the regret lacing Ignis’ tone.
“This is what
you get for letting the prince gate-crash our date.”
an annoyed glare at you, to which you immediately answer with your own glare.
The two of you don’t even notice that the marshal is now in earshot, his
eyebrows furrowed in discontentment.
“He said he
wanted to try this place, and I couldn’t let him go with Prompto!” Ignis begins
to defend himself. You roll your eyes and cross your hands over your stomach.
“Why the hell
not? They’re best friends! Noct should be allowed to hang out with his friends!”
“The boy doesn’t
know how to defend himself, let alone others. Allowing Noctis out with a
commoner with no self-defence training what-so-ever would be a dire compromise
to Noctis’ security!” Ignis shoots back, rebuking your argument.
fancy seeing you here.” You suddenly hear Noctis’ miserable voice ring out,
snapping you out of your couple’s spat with Ignis and back into reality. Noctis
is now rearranging his boy so that he’s sitting up straight in the booth. Your
eyes flitter over to Cor’s ever-tense form and you physically flinch at the disapproving
look he’s throwing yours and Ignis’ way.
been calling your home phone for the past forty minutes. He’s worried.” Cor
states simply. You can’t help but hurt for Noctis as his face falls out of
guilt. The young prince pushes the menu away from himself and begins to move to
shuffle out of the booth. However, Cor stops him by seating himself in Noctis’
way. You and Ignis quickly move so that you are both sitting ram-rod straight,
both gazing down at Cor’s hands that were now rested on the red and white
you begin, adopting your ‘official business voice, only to be disrupted by a
dismissive wave of Cor’s hand.
here, thanks.” You’re rendered speechless for a long moment, and Ignis decides
to speak in your place.
“Cor, I must
offer my sincerest apologies. I should have notified the Crownsguard of this
little dining excursion, and I take full responsibility for what has happened
tonight.” Ignis says, his voice quiet. Noctis shakes his head and has the gall
to grasp roughly at Cor’s shoulder, gaining the older man’s attention at once.
“Cor, I was
the one who convinced Iggy to bring me here. I just wanted to try the food… the
guys at school keep talking about it and I just… kind of wanted to be able to
join in,” Noctis explains, and you witness a feint blush form on the prince’s
pale cheeks. At that very moment, you can’t help but feel terribly sorry for
the prince. Every aspect of his life is planned and monitored with no room to
deviate. People would probably think his life was sweet, but you realise at
that moment that it’s anything but.
irresponsible, of all of you.” Cor says, his tone even. Ignis’ gaze falls onto
the table, and you immediately reach for one of his hands resting idly on his
thigh. You discreetly give him a squeeze for support, and he squeezes your
smaller hand back gratefully in return.
sir- I mean, Cor… sir,” you fumble with your words. Cor’s lips twist into the
tiniest smile at your nervousness, and you can’t help but offer a nervous grin
in return. The marshal shakes in head, his expression filled with disbelief as
he raised his battle calloused hand and pats Noctis stiffly on the back.
agree that his highness deserves some down time. So, if you don’t mind the
extra company, I can permit Prince Noctis to feast to his heart’s content,”
your eyes trail over to Noctis’ face, and you find that your expression is
mirrored on his face. Jaw slack and surprise unhidden. Cor pulls out a black
and gold card… is that a Crownsguard
Ignis murmurs, his grip on your hand going slack. Cor smirks at the three of
you and waves the card around for you all to see.
traced Noctis’ GPS signal on his phone, I had a feeling you’d be having dinner.
His majesty insisted upon leaving his personal credit card in my care so…” Cor
trails off, pushing the card towards Noctis, whose eyes are comically wide. “I’m
guessing dinner’s on the Crown?”
forward, forgetting all about Crownsguard etiquette and grin at Cor Leonis.
wrong about you Cor- you freaking rule!”
Ignis, ever so
put together Ignis, takes a page out of your book and leans forward with a huge
grin on his face, reaching forward with his hands to grasp one of Cor’s in
“I must agree
with y/n. You truly are incredible, sir.”
corrects Ignis. Ignis retracts his hands and you notice an embarrassed flush
making its way across his cheeks. You smile and lean to your side, pressing a
single lingering kiss on Ignis’ cheek before smirking at an amused Cor and an
hope you don’t mind being the fourth wheel on this date. Noctis already claimed
title of third wheel himself when he invited himself.”
said I could come!” Noctis retorts, crossing his arms in front of him.
actually Noct, you threatened to fire me…” Ignis jested light-heartedly. Noctis’
jaw drops in utter betrayal. While the three younger ones continue to bicker,
Cor waves a waitress over to their table and smiles apologetically at the
pretty young lady, making her swoon under the handsome marshal’s attention.
“The kids will
have my usual. And make it fast- they get crabby when they’re hungry. Thanks.”
jots down the order, glances at the motley group and her eyes immediately widen
at the sight of the crown prince. She nods hastily at Cor, recognising his
familiar facial features from the news articles she read growing up, and bows
once more as she makes off to fetch their order.
Whew. Iggy with that knife. Just reminds me one weapon is called assassin daggers(10% chance to poison). Like studying to be Nocts advisor and cooking aside, he's an assassin incase anyone wants to harm Noct(How did he know Noct snuck out often if not watching). He KNOWS how to kill a person yet we'd never guess. Cooking comes in handy to kill by poison/allergies, knowing what knife is best for what/cutting techniques, and proper cleaning to hide it all. It's a good coverup for Iggy too.
I feel like I’m on a roll. Iggy’s family is a family of assassins. Iggys uncle didn’t want to be apart of the family business so he found respectable work at the Citidal. Iggy’s father died due to work and his mother, concerned about people coming after him, sent Iggy to his uncle while young. Iggy questions what happened when older and finds out his familys backgroud. So he tries to live a better life but still learns assassin skills(for Nocts sake and in memory) while not getting too deep.
Anon, you got me hella hyped rn for an AU that doesn’t even exist.
When people found out Kehlani was “cheating” everyone jumped to conclusions and started dragging her. When Nick Young is caught on camera admitting to cheating on Iggy Azalea, it’s D’Angelo Russell’s fault for breaking “bro code.”
-Buddy Holly, Little Richard, Bo Diddley, Howlin’ Wolf, Wanda Jackson, Fats Domino, Sam Cooke, Gene Vincent, Johnny Cash, Dick Dale, Ray Charles, Chuck Berry, Jerry Lee Lewis, Carl Perkins
-Bob Dylan, Ray Davies, Neil Young, Iggy Pop, Lou Reed, Jim Morrison, Nico, Captain Beefheart, Mick Jagger, Grace Slick, John Lennon, John Fogherty, Marc Bolan, Jimmy Page, Jimi Hendrix
David Bowie, Townes Van Zandt, Freddie Mercury, Bob Marley, Leonard Cohen, Richard Hell, Patti Smith, Joe Strummer, Jonathan Richman, Tom Waits, Tom Petty, Roger Waters, Ozzy Osbourne, Joey Ramone, Bruce Springsteen
My boyfriend found a Drive pink colored vinyl soundtrack. I’m ready to shell out the 40 bucks just to have this in my possession. Side note: my Dad found his vinyl collection and we just listened to Neil Young, Iggy Pop, Led Zeppelin etc on a record player my mom found on amazon. I’m starting to feel a hoarding sensation for vinyls/cassettes and vhs tapes once I move, so I have space to hold things rather it build up in the tiny room I’m currently inhabiting.