theangeloffate:

“Please, take care of my son.” — King Regis, Episode Ignis.

One of my favorite things about this game is the brotherhood between Noctis, Prompto, Iggy and Gladio. 

hobi-hime:

Cravings (Chocobros x Reader)

You are going to get that burger no matter what it takes.

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Noctis

“Psst, Noct.” You whispered to the man sitting in the driver’s seat. Turning your body, you placed your arm on the back of the front seat to look at the three sleeping forms in the back of the regalia. Ignis looked quite relaxed; glasses neatly resting in his lap and chest rising and falling with steady movements. Meanwhile Gladiolus and Prompto looked like they were trying to become conjoined twins; heads resting against eachother, limbs sprawled everywhere, drool escaping their gaping mouths. You wouldn’t be surprised if a few killer wasps flew in them.

“Hmm?” Noctis responded, tilting his head slightly in your direction. Out of the corner of his eye he caught your devilish smirk. 

“They’re asleep.” You stated rather seductively. The raven haired boy flicked his gaze into the rear view mirror to confirm your statement smiling. You bit your lip and leaned in closer to Noct. The smooth tone of your voice caused him to gulp as you moved towards him. Remembering he was still driving, he made sure to keep his eyes on the road while catching a glance at your movements every few seconds. 

“That means we can do something we normally don’t get the chance to do…” you continued and ran a delicate hand over his upper thigh. Noctis’ breath hitched and he licked his lips in excitement. The two of you exchanged playful glances before both looking back to confirm the sleeping beauties in the backseat were in fact still in the land of dreams.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” You purred, almost crawling over the gear shift to nibble at the prince’s ear.

“Oh yeah.” Noct replied throwing you a smirk of his own. 

“BURGERS!” The two of you cheered in unison as you ejected yourselves out of the regalia now parked at the nearest Crow’s Nest.

Your screams had startled the unconscious members of your party awake, Ignis automatically summoning a dagger and Prompto letting out a little screech that would put a chocobo to shame. Leaving them groggy and confused, Noctis all but shoved the two of you into the restaurant but not before holding the door for you(ever the gentleman).

Finally realizing where they were currently seated Prompto let out a cheer of his own.

“OH YEAH BURGERS BABY!” He exclaimed before swiftly hopping over Gladiolus who grunted as Prompto’s hand came in contact with the side of his jaw.

Wiping the sleep from his eyes, Gladiolus chuckled at the realization you and Noctis had kidnapped them in their sleep and brought them to a fast food joint. Gazing at Ignis only made him smile more. The man sat with furrowed eyebrows and two fingers to the bridge of his nose pinching it.

“Kinda feels like we’re the parents, huh Iggy?” He laughed patting the man on the shoulder before opening the door to the car. Iggy huffed sleepily before chuckling as well. Although he generally was opposed to eating fast food the last hunt had left him more exhausted than usual and he wasn’t going to complain if he didn’t have to prepare tonight’s meal. 

“It appears so. Come, let’s join the kids.” He smiled, squinting as the rays of the setting sun pierced his newly awoken eyes. Gladiolus sighed contently before the two moved to join their children for a family dinner.

Prompto 

Prom look what I found you texted the blonde. From the back seat you saw him practically drool over his phone. 

Don’t tease me like that baby, you know we would never get away with that with Iggy around. 

The two of you had been craving fast food for a week now but due to Ignis’ insistence on healthy eating you almost never got to eat anything remotely greasy. Without a doubt you loved Ignis’ cooking, so much in fact that you almost dropkicked a child who had stolen your food at a royal event in Insomnia. But your affinity for the man’s cooking didn’t mean that you never got the inclining for other foods. Unable to shoo the longing thoughts, you had idly been using the GPS on your phone to look up fast food restaurants within the vicinity as an attempt to curb your culinary desires. To your dismay, and soon Prompto’s, it had only made your cravings worse. Scrolling through the names of suggested eateries, you had gasped when a famous chain that served the best milkshakes in all of Eos popped up in your vicinity. You couldn’t remember when the last time you had tasted one of them and man you were dying to now.

Not wanting to suffer alone you began screenshotting all the various flavors and sending them to your boyfriend. Each time he received a new picture he would let out a frustrated whine. The behemoth brownie landslide had you drooling and an angry Gladiolus wiping it off his arm onto your sleeve. You sighed as you scrolled through the restaurant’s menu. 

I’m about to tuck and roll out of this car, find a wild chocobo and ride it to this place. You texted 

Prompto looked around as if actually contemplating rolling out of the moving vehicle and let out a long sigh as his head fell back against the headrest of the seat.

If only it were that simple. 

Smiling sadly, you tried to forget the milkshakes in the blur of trees as Ignis sped down the road. You were pulled from your trance by a vibration within your palms. 

Looking down you saw a text from Prompto.

I have an idea. 

You furrowed your eyebrows and looked towards the front of the car awaiting the actions of your chocobo haired boy. 

“Hey Iggy, could we pull over somewhere for a sec? There is a really famous statue that I want to take a picture of! The artist is world renowned and it’s supposed to be a must-see work of art. I promise I won’t be long.” Prompto pleaded giving Ignis a cheesy smile. 

“Where is it?” Ignis inquired. Prompto immediately showed him the location on his phone and Ignis nodded approvingly. 

“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to make a quick stop, we have been driving all day. It will be nice to get out and stretch our legs.“

Prompto couldn’t contain his excited giggle and glanced back at you beaming. You sent him a confused look.

Just wait. 

You shrugged and resumed looking at the scenery, seeing milkshakes resting in branches of the trees as you drove past.

After twenty minutes you emerged from the thicket and the signs of civilization were starting to return to the landscape. As Ignis drove further buildings began to emerge on either side of the street, many of them stores and various restaurants. That’s when you saw it. The intense neon light of the sign made it impossible for your eyes to miss. You blinked a couple times making sure your cravings weren’t causing you to hallucinate. There was no mistaking it; it was the milkshake place. You unintentionally let out a surprised gasp to which got you confused stares from Gladio and Noct and a wide smile from Prompto. You looked at him in shock and he smirked. Your boyfriend was a genius.

“It’s this turn up here, Iggy.” Prompto said, smile so large it looked like it hurt his cheeks.

To the others you and Prompto probably looked deranged; fidgeting in your seats and letting out excited giggles.

Ignis pulled into the plaza, the sun beginning to set, casting a warm glow over the asphalt of the parking lot. Shifting the regalia into park he looked around for this said amazing work of art yet none did he see. You and Prompto exchanged a look of determination then both bolted out of the regalia; Prompto slamming the car door so hard it echoed off the concrete walls of the strip mall and you practically vaulting over Noctis. Hand in hand you two ran like daemons towards the entrance to the diner yelling apologies to Ignis over your shoulders.

“Oh my gods.” Noctis mumbled, sleepily stumbling out of the car and swiftly moving towards the restaurant to join his two friends already inside.

Ignis only sat there in shock and Gladiolus swore he could see his soul flutter out of the man’s body.

Hopping out of the car, Gladiolus stretched his arms and cracked his neck with a loud pop. 

“I found the statue.” He snickered, gesturing to the front of the building.

There was indeed a statue. It was even uglier than Kenny the crow and Ignis didn’t think that could ever be possible. It was a milkshake with srubby arms and legs that looked like it was made 70 years ago. Paint chips dusted its dirtied white exterior and it held a smaller milkshake within one palm. Its toothy smile and large, round eyes taunted Ignis.

Never in his life did he ever think he would have the desire to punch a milkshake. 

Ignis

“Hey Iggy when we get there wanna hit up the crows nest?” Prompto excitedly suggested. The leather seat shifted under his bouncing form, the back hitting Gladio in the knees which offered a groan from the large man in the back. 

“Absolutely not.” Ignis replied not even considering the young man’s request, eyes unwavering from the forested road ahead. Prompto gave a small pout and sunk back in his seat in defeat. You felt a frown begin to spread to your lips as well. You could sympathize with Prompto; all day you had been salivating over the idea of sinking your teeth into the Crow’s Nest’s famous double cheeseburger. Two layers of cheese blanketed over savory patties and topped with onions, lettuce, and pickles. The thought alone had you slack jawed and salivating. You swallowed and bit your lip as you became lost in your diner daydream, only to be awakened from your food coma by Ignis’ velvety voice. 

“Lestallum has plenty of fresh produce I can use to make us a much more delicious and healthy meal.” Ignis countered. He wasn’t against the occasional fast food meal, but as he always eloquently put it; only go to the crow’s nest if you wish to put on weight.

From an outsider’s perspective, he may look uptight but how much he cares about the group’s health really shows through in his cooking. Every step of the process was done with purpose; from preparing each person’s favorite meals, to insuring only the best ingredients were being used, to watching the group’s diet by adding nutritious elements to each dish (which most of the time were vegetables to Noctis’ dismay).

His meals and the love behind them was one of the many reasons why you were so smitten with the man. You understood where he was coming from, you really did, and no one enjoyed your Iggy’s cooking more than you. But that burger was calling your name and by the six you were going to answer. 

“But Iggy.” You chimed in, pouting cutely. Immediately the man’s eyes were on you through the rearview mirror and they narrowed in suspicion. 

“We’ve all worked so hard on these last few hunts.” Your eyes locked as you sent him a flirtatious look.

“Don’t you think we all deserve a treat?” You purred, biting your lip and looking at him through your lashes. 

His eyes seemed to glow emerald as they bore into yours through the mirror. Your gaze held more meaning to the word treat than just what was for dinner.

Ignis lost all resolve when you ran a gentle hand down his bicep and licked your lips, eyes still locked. He suddenly coughed and moved the arm your hand rested against up to adjust his glasses. 

“Perhaps I could entertain the idea.” 

Cheers where heard throughout the regalia as Ignis cleared his throat and straightened up returning his gaze to the road but not before stealing one final glance towards you. 

Gladiolus 

The growling of your stomach broke the peaceful silence that hung over the regalia. You winced, clutching your stomach and letting out an annoyed groan. 

Sandwiched between Noctis and Gladio in the backseat, you leaned your head back against the muscled arm wrapped around your shoulder. Gladio looked up from his book to your frustrated form. 

“Hungry, sweetheart?” He asked softly. You nodded closing your eyes and sighing. Prompto and Noctis hummed in agreement. 

You had been driving for hours and the sun was just beginning to set on the Vesperpool. Glancing at the scattered buildings within the rugged landscape, the worn down sign of your party’s favorite restaurant peeked out from behind a pine tree.

“Look! Perfect timing.” You beamed, your sluggish form perking up immediately. 

“All right, Crows Nest!” Prompto cheered only to be cut short by Ignis zipping past it.

He didn’t even spare one glance at the restaurant as he continued to speed down the scenic highway. 

You sat slack jawed as you watched it disappear into the distance. An audible chorus of sighs echoed within the car as the three of you slunk back into your sulking positions. 

“Come on babe you’ll survive, we’ll be at the haven soon. And you live for Iggy’s cooking.” Gladiolus ressured you, adjusting his arm so you were snuggled further into his side. Leaning your head back against his bicep, you gazed up at him and sighed dramatically.

“But you love the Crow’s Nest too and we haven’t eaten there this week.” You pouted. Gladio gave you a sideways look and raised his eyebrow.

“I won’t deny it, but-“ He leaned in close and whispered quietly. “Babe, we’ve eaten out four times this week. Noct has been practically snorting burgers sans vegetables and washing them down with shakes, if we go any more Iggy is gonna break.” He said, eyes falling to the man behind the wheel. Your eyes followed your boyfriend’s, gaze resting on the tense man gripping the steering wheel just a little to hard. You nodded in understanding, but deep down you knew nothing was going to satisfy your cravings like Kenny the crow’s special burgers and fries. Even if it was for the fifth time this week. 

“Plus if we keep eating fast food I’m gonna lose all my muscle.” He said looking off into the field at a herd of anaks. You blinked a couple times then poked his cheek. 

“You’d still be hot without it. I’d still smash.” Gladiolus laughed and squeezed your side. 

“Good to know, but still no.” He chuckled, resting his gaze on the novel in his right hand. 

Now your situation was getting serious. With each passing second the further you were getting from your destination and the more food deprived Prompto and Noctis were becoming. You needed to save your fallen comrades, so it was time to break out your secret weapon. Usually that said weapon was Gladio, but he wasn’t budging so you would have to get creative. 

Scooting up so your mouth was next to his ear you whispered so only he could hear.

“If you pull Iggy out of the front seat, I’ll sit on him so he can’t get away while Prompto takes the wheel and drives back to the diner.” You proposed, cupping your hand around your mouth in the off chance Ignis could read your lips through the rearview mirror.

This made Gladiolus snort as he imagined the scenario. As entertaining as messing with Ignis would be, he didn’t want to push the man further off his wheels than he already was. He shook his head as he chuckled, throwing you a loving smile before resuming his reading. 

Well, third time’s the charm. You thought, a look of determination spreading over your features. 

Tapping him on the thigh to get his attention, Gladio raised his head once again and sighed, already prepared for more of your antics. You looked up at him with doe eyes and motioned with your hand for him to lean down. 

“You know…” You said in a low, silken voice. Your breath tickled the spot where his ear met his neck and he stiffened.

You slid even closer to the man, torso now flush against his and leaned in until your lips almost met his ear.

“The Crow’s Nest has a special going on right now.” You knew how much he loved meat and you were going to use this to your advantage. 

“A burger so thick.” You emphasized the last consonant. “that it almost can’t stand up on its own.” Gladiolus gulped as you continued to describe the decadent cuisine. 

“A tower of tender beef sitting between two golden buns and drizzled with Kenny Crow’s homemade sauce.” You realized your temptations were working when Gladiolus had that hungry look in his eye that he only reserved for two things: copious amounts of meat (that you honestly couldn’t understand how he ate it all in one sitting) and you.

“And don’t forget they have onion ri-”

“Iggy turn the car around.”

Y’all need to stop hating on my girl Tsu

yuyuhakushofangirl11:

Okay so the new episodes of MHA came out recently. And like an idiot I scrolled through the comments section when the episode of the ‘Dorm Tour’ came about. I saw a few positive comments, but a crap load of misunderstandings or even worse harshly negative feedback. While everyone is allowed their own opinion, I want to throw mine into the ring on why not only is Tsuyu a great character, but she made the best decision for her on not going after Bakugo. 

  1. She has the most to lose. As many of us know Tsuyu, due to her parents working constantly, had to step up to the plate and basically raise her younger brother and sister. This part of her life became so engrossing that she, along with her hero studies, could not make any friends until just before graduating middle school. Now let’s say she did go after Bakugo. What if she got caught? For one, she would have risked getting kicked out of the Hero Academy, and I don’t have to explain how devastating that would be to her financial future. Not only this, but having a criminal record would make helping her brother and sister even more difficult. But, this was the best case scenario. What if she too was captured and killed? Her siblings would have been left defenseless. As an older sibling myself I can tell you that there’s no scarier thought than not being there to protect them. Most of her classmates are only children. They can’t understand this responsibility or this mindset. 
  2. She had the instincts to know it was potentially a bad idea. It’s been noted throughout the series that Tsu, either because of raising her siblings or having the natural affinity for it, has a nurturing and calming nature. These are of course traits of maturity and a strong sense of preservation of others. Being attacked by villains and being forced to defend yourself is one thing, but jumping into the belly of the beast? It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that going in after Bakugo had the potential to have horrific results. Because, anime logic aside and bravery aside, what they did WAS dangerous and it was, in its own way, remarkably stupid. So much could have gone wrong and my girl Tsu was one of the only students to not have ‘Hero’ blinders on.
  3. Hero Law. We all know some of Hero Law is bullshit. The not using your quirks in public unsupervised unless you have a licence, how you can’t cause harm to a villain if you don’t have the licence even if you’re defending yourself and others, all that shit. Let’s not forget the only reason why Aizawa didn’t expel the entire class, perpetrators and otherwise, was in most part due to All Might’s pull. Tsuyu undoubtedly knows that Hero Law is bullshit. She knows that they should be able to save their friend or help. But she’s also mature enough to see the other side. Laws are in place for a reason. She’s one of the only people to put her emotions aside and look at it from the other perceptive. ‘If we do this we’re no better than villains’. While she knows that it shouldn’t be true, in their world by law it is

I also heard the arguments that since Tsuyu didn’t support them going and didn’t go herself that she had ‘no right’ to be upset near the end of the episode. There was even confusion as to why she was crying. Well, here’s my take. Even though Tsu knew this could be a horrible idea, she knew the risks and knew that her best friends could be hurt, it wasn’t like she didn’t want to help. Once again, she has a strong nurturing instinct. She would have wanted to be there to support her friends and help them. She was weeping at the sight of not only people she genuinely cared for in harm’s way, but watching as All Might struggled against someone that had the power to kill heroes as strong as Bakugo, Todoroki, or Midoriya.

And when she saw her friends again, she was confronted by these conflicting emotions: Guilt for not being there with them, overwhelmed by the possibility of never seeing them again, anger that they didn’t heed her warning, and relief that they were okay. 

This is a LOT to take in, especially provided that everyone seems to forget our class 1-A babies are just that. They’re children. Despite cultural differences 14-15 is recognized as the age of a minor and therefore a child. These emotions would be a lot to take in for anyone much less someone who just got out of middle school. 

Tsuyu did the right thing for her by not interacting with them. It’s a sign of maturity and tying back to her instinct to preserve others by not putting herself in their way until she properly sorted through how she felt. While I understand that ‘lashing out’ and ‘sipping tea’ is the order of the day in real life and online for too many of us, seeing that Tsu chose to carefully organize how she felt before presenting herself before her friends shows a great deal of her character. More specifically, THE FACT SHE HAS CHARACTER. 

blxoxmst:

it is now 4:30 and this was funny to me so i doodled it. 

Yknow we all gotta do the ‘connor no’ joke at least once so here’s mine.

! Do not repost my art without credit !

Daily reminder

careforacuppatea:

You’re allowed to ship whatever fictional pairing you want.

Don’t listen to complete strangers on the internet, you don’t need permission to enjoy any type of ship.

When I mean whatever fictional ship, I mean any type of ship, any and all.
You are allowed to explore and indulge when it comes to fiction. Fiction is a place to escape reality, so stop listening to antis who can’t separate the two.

Ship what you like, leave others to enjoy their ships, and just stay in your lane.

8bitbear:

if ur ever feeling like “wow my art sucks so much i need to level up before i do anything like start my own comic” remember that kazuya minekura’s art for saiyuki started off as this:

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and then evolved into this:

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all because she decided “you know what fuck it i’m just going to start my own comic”

so please don’t give up before you start

ryuutsuart:

My anime son from 3294082 years ago returned in a new anime and nostalgia hit and my hand slipped 😀

turing-tested:

metroph0bic:

turing-tested:

just learned that my “pupil” is a muscle and that means that fact about your eyes dialiting when you see someone you like actually means that you’re subconsciously and uncontrollablely flexing at your crushes whenever you’re seeing them

Kind of like a butthole!

thanks

Confidence | Connor x Reader

kdottp:

Word Count: 694

Request: Hey! Could you make a request for what Connor would do if he began to notice how flustered the reader gets around him? Every time he brings up the fact of her blushing she denies it and says it’s simply something else, maybe? 🙂

Summary: Connor gains a bit of confidence when he learns you like him too.


There was no point in denying your feelings. Whenever he would walk in the same room your face grew hot and you became a fumbling mess. It was painfully obvious for anyone around you, hell, people have started placing bets on who will ask each other on a date first. You, or Connor. Most people’s bets lye with Connor, though Gavin seemed to have some faith in you, while Hank not so much.

Your behaviour hadn’t gone unnoticed by Connor either. At first, he thought he scared you, seeing as your heart rate would accelerate as soon as he entered the same space and you seemed to find any excuse to leave, but he soon learned that was not the case, thanks to Hanks wise words of course.

Keep reading

Can I please get a RK800 Conner dating a human headcannon? Thank You!!

detroitbecomeimagines:

• Connor goes to Hank for help at first, he’s relatively new to dating and does become uncertain about whether or not he’s being a good boyfriend, the lieutenant and detective phoning you to reassure the RK800 android that he was doing more than enough.

     • “I love you for you Connor, you’re perfect the way you are now.”

       His LED brightens at that, a smile on his face whilst you laughed at the other end of the call, hearing Hank mutter ‘you two fucking lovebirds’ in the background.

• The first date was at Greek District, the two of you shopping for clothes for Connor in order to expand his limited wardrobe – having him wear a dress shirt and jeans with a sweater on top – the new smart casual look making your face feel hot.

     • Connor doesn’t hold any of the shopping bags, you do, insisting that you can handle carrying them (though you don’t hesitate to give anyone the middle finger the moment you hear them talk about Connor not doing ‘his job’ behind your back).

• He loves feelings your lips on his, the way you always seem to be breathless from kissing him making his LED turn yellow as he kisses back, his hands intertwined with yours as he feels your body temperature increase, your heart beating faster.

• He never forgets any important dates, always remembering the date of your birthday, anniversary, even the day the two of you first met – he still has that memory and recording saved, despite being told to delete it – he can’t bring himself to.

• Connor starts taking after you more and more in his mannerisms, whether it’s the way he talks or he moves his hands, his thirium pump starting to go work faster whenever Hank points it out to him, his blue LED flickering as he smiles softly.

• He doesn’t really get jealous, but Gavin never fails to make his LED flash red the moment he makes a move on you in the precinct, eyes narrowed as you make it clear that you’re not interested in the detective.

     • “Why date some shitty piece of plastic when there’s someone right in front of you _____?”

       “Maybe it’s because you’d never be as good as Connor is Detective Reed – in more ways than one.”

       Connor’s LED settled back into blue, Hank laughing in the background as you moved to the android’s side – your hands intertwined with his as Gavin swore at you.

• There was one time he was rendered speechless at an outfit you wore for a party, the smile on his face making you laugh as you told him to ‘take a picture, it’ll last longer’ teasingly – hearing the sound of a camera shutter moments later.

• “Thank you _____.”

  “For what Connor?”

  “For making me feel alive.”

He whispers that to you, a hand resting on your cheek as his LED flickers yellow – a new side of him being shown that night as he presses his lips to yours.

damare-draws:

“My name is Connor. I’m the android send by CyberLife.”

I love the android’s outfits in Detroit: Become Human. They look sporty and elegant at the same time. 

jerichosnumberonetop:

Gavin: Apparently, I need to apologize for my offensive behavior

Connor: Did Rk900 tell you to do this?

Gavin: Maybe

Connor: Pussy whipped bitch.

Rk900 and Hank: *air horns*

Please agree that Connor is literally a baby in an adult body, I mean, he’s not even a year old, he puts everything is his mouth (and continues even tho Hank asked him to stop), he’s oblivious, he’s an innocent Cinnamonroll, he’s learning how the world works and he’s following Hank everywhere He’s a giant baby (or toddler)

virusap:

Nah, that’s a wrong idea most of the fandom has.

Connor is fucking scary. He’s Terminator.

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Do you all forget that he can kill a group of agents in less than a minute?

Or his cold blood in absurde situations?

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Yeah, he doesn’t undestand some aspects of humans, but

He’s not innocent, at all

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