In all fairness, Sombra has never summon a demon before. She should be immune to all the strange and supernatural occurrences by now, yet the black flickering flames and the hushed whispers of thousands of demons calling for her raise her heartbeat. Silencing them, she holds out her bloody hand. Moments ago, she cut it with a black metal knife.
“Only the darkest demon can join me,” she calls out to the roaring bonfire that engulfs shadows and darkness. Her invitation waits as her bloody hand drips her life force into the enchanted flames.
From the black fire emerges a dark hand. As its fingertips stretch towards her, the skin shifts to a mock human color. Sombra holds her breath as the demon takes her hand. A numbing sensation ripples through her palm, stopping the pain as the rest of the blood on her skin soaks into the demon’s grasp.
This demon’s power shakes her knees. If she can control it, she will be above even the shadows. It’s energy buzzes in the air with fear and strength.
Sombra pulls the hand from the fire, freeing the demon from the locked away realm of evil spirits. Just like the demon’s hand, the dark figure takes form into a human like mask of a man. The demon doesn’t let go of her. His grip tightens as his form settles onto this plane of existence.
Black corneas hold his eyes as rough, brown hair falls against his eyes. A hard jawline along with a beard decorates him, creating a wild aura. For a heartbeat, Sombra is afraid she unintentionally summoned an incubus.The demons the books and texts warned her about are bloodthirsty and vile, not handsome in a shadowy affect. Blood red irises entice his gaze upon her but Sombra doesn’t waver. One hand fixes her hat upon her hair as she stares at the demon.
There was that headcannon about McCree DMing D&D for other members of Overwatch because Matthew Mercer is the most fantastically amazing DM ever but like…there’s so much that can be done with that.
It all starts with Mei – she has a lot of older edition books (the team had to have something to do on those cold Antarctic nights while waiting for the samples to process). McCree finds them and is fascinated by them, then Mei reminisces that she and Mercy were old gaming buddies back in the day and she just sounds so sad so McCree offers to run a game for them.
McSombra writing prompts? Hmm how about the two of them having a secret little “wedding” (not legal/official of course) while they’re on the run?
A/N: It’s short! Really just a ficlet! But I had a hard time going longer. I really liked this bit.
Warnings: Swearing ofc (it’s sombra and mccree, what did you expect?)
“What if we just… got married?”
Olivia choked on her drink. She gave a wide-eyed stare to her partner to see if the cigar had more than just tobacco in it. “Married.”
Jesse didn’t seem to be high. “Married, yeah.” He sat up on his elbow and looked at her with those absurdly brown eyes. “You know, just to make all this-” he waved his arm at the desert, the car, the two of them on the hood- “official. Bonnie and Clyde.”
“You know I don’t know who that is.”
“Doesn’t matter. What do you say?”
For a long time, she just looked at the nighttime Sonora, saguaros everywhere, the moon giving everything a soft glow. Fucking romantic, she thought. “Fuck it. Yeah, let’s get married.”
They drove to Vegas, if for no other reason than that’s where you get married, right? She bought the tackiest Vegas Wedding Dress she could find, he bought an ugly zoot suit, and rather than getting married in one of the many, many chapels that littered the streets, they found the shittiest dive bar they could.
It was a beautiful ceremony, in its own way. The bikers hanging out at the bar videotaped the whole thing, the bartender officiated. Afterward, they bought a round for everyone.
“Jesse,” she said, lying in his arms in the backseat.
sure thing, anon! sassy, witty humor is my favorite kind of humor (even though I’m the least sassy human alive), so I had a lot of fun with this request. thanks for sending it in, and I’m sorry I took so long! I hope you like it ❤
Noctis:
Okay but he loves it
He doesn’t always join in, but he always appreciates the little contributions you make to different situations
Lets you lead everyone into battle, just to hear what will come out of your mouth
Thinks about that one time you called Ardyn a “walking thrift store” a lot
When he doesn’t want to deal with certain people, he makes you handle them
Never knows how to respond. Is it sarcasm? Are you serious? He isn’t sure
He loves taking you fishing with him
Not because you actually fish
Not because you like fishing
But because you always have the best commentary while you watch
Who needs the Ring of Lucii when a couple of words from you could send a man to the mountains in shame
When things get out of hand, do not expect him to know how to defuse the situation. You can, however, expect to find him right there by your side
Because even if your humor carries you away sometimes, Noct will always have your back
I too am vertically challenged, so I assume they’d treated them very similar to how i’m treated by my tall friends.
~~~~~
Noctis
“Need some help with that?” Noctis would asked playfully, only to get a sassy little pout in return.
“I’m already up here!” You would replied, already standing on the countertops to get whatever you needed, knowing that the Prince put it up there so he could make fun of you. Despite you only being 5 foot, your Prince Charming stood at a beautiful 5 foot 9.
Making him perfect model height, and the Prince of high reach places. Snagging your chips, you turned back towards your boyfriend already knowing where he was standing, directly underneath you, as you dropped them on his face before starting your journey of climbing down the countertops.
“Aww, I love my tiny sweetie.” Noctis would mockingly coo, as he held your chips above his head, out of your reach, resulting in you bouncing and clinging to him to get them back.
SCOOT THE HELL ON UP TO THE TABLE FOR THIS NUTRITIOUSLY BALANCED BREAKFAST
I may have gotten carried away with this, but whatever. I’m so verbose.
I guess this is where I put up a content warning: rough sex galore. There’s a bit of blood, savage oral, and a whole lot of dirty talk abound. Daddy Gladdy takes center stage and is damn proud of it.
K HAVE A ENJOY
“So, Noct, how’s about getting your scrawny ass up early tomorrow morning and train with me?”
“Hell no,” the prince replied automatically, slouching back in his chair. “My ‘scrawny ass’ will be sleeping in. Besides, don’t you think that we killed enough beasts and Imperials by now that it counts as training?”
Both you and Prompto swiveled your heads over to Gladio for his response. It was always entertaining watching those two quip back and forth… especially since Noctis would frequently dial up a patented devil-may-care Crown Prince attitude in response to Gladiolus’ natural gruff I’m-the-shit big brother nature. Ignis preferred to stay above it all, sitting across the campfire turning pages in what looked to be a new cookbook.
“Furry animals and possessed robots don’t compare to me, and you know it,” Gladio shot back. “But I wouldn’t blame you if you just wanted to avoid getting your pretty face stomped in,” he sat back with a smirk. “How else are you gonna make your money?”
OH MY THANK YOU!!! ❤ Surprise kisses are the best kiss! All kisses are the best kisses! KISSES!!! ～(^з^)-♡
~~~~~
Noctis
It was a tough fight, but you won! The hunt was over, you beat the beast! You’d get a nice bed for the evening! You’d get a shower! You could cry to the heavens in joy!
Noctis chuckled as he watched your weapon disappear from your hands, “Hey, Y/n, we did…”
The Prince was cut short as you grabbed his cheeks, dragging him forward, as you pressed your lips against his in celebration! Parting from the guy only to notice those blue eyes staring wide in shock, before you saw the poor Prince mentally shut down a dazed but happy look on his face.
“Noct, Noct! Noctis!” You panicked, cupping both his cheeks in your hands, forcing that daze look upon yourself, before turning around to your friends with panicked filled eyes, “Ignis I broke him!”
This only seemed to get a bark of laughter from Gladiolus and a snickering Prompto, as you stared at your poor boyfriend, who was staring at you with hazy blue eyes, a small smile on his face. Leaning forward as you heard him mumble something.
“…cake baby.”
~~~~~
Prompto
You were pumped, every vein in your body was on fire! You survived!
“Whoo! We’re alive! Let’s celebrate by eating something dead!” Prompto cheered, as you bounced around the once battlefield.
Only to turn grabbing your boyfriend’s arm, pulling him forward your lips pressed against his own, as you released him with a pop! Continuing with your one person celebration as you bounced around the battlefield, performing a few cartwheels, unaware that your boyfriend had passed out from over stimulation at the kiss.
“Gladio, please grab Y/N, before she hurts herself.” Ignis chuckled, seeing to the poor fainted blonde muttering away about you.
Almost as if on cue, your body suddenly fell from your battle high as you froze mid-run before collapsing to the ground face first.
“And she’s down!”
~~~~~
Gladiolus
Everything hurt like a bitch! Firing breathing monsters were never fun, but you were victorious! You won! All limbs attached, your hair still on your head, and only two burn marks! Plus your party was still alive, save for poor Noctis, whose outer shirt had caught fire.
Your adrenaline still pumping quickly as you felt Gladiolus’s touch your shoulder, “You good, babe?”
You turned grabbing the front of the man’s shirt, as you used the adrenaline still pumping through your body to pull the man forward, crushing your lips to his own. Feeling him tense, before a large hand found it’s way to your tangled and messy hair. The other going to your waist, as the man pried open your mouth.
You let out a squeak, as Gladiolus shoved his tongue within your mouth, sneaking a leg between your legs as he grabbed your ass, giving a slightly jump causing you to straddle his hips. The two of you seeming to forget the rest of the world.
“Ahem.”
Both of you turned, lips still locked, as you saw Ignis covering both Noctis and Prompto’s eyes from your intense makeout session. Poor Prompto was redder than a tomato and Noctis was too busy trying to pry the glove hand from his face, having to deal with worse since the two of you sat in back with him.
“If you two are quite finished, we need to return to camp.”
~~~~~
Ignis
Another fight finished, and all before dinner, Ignis would be rather happy it would give him enough time to try that new Recipe-eh that he’s been trying to get to for the last few nights. Speaking of Ignis, where was your tall boyfriend?
You giggled, realizing that in the flashy finishing move he performed with Noctis the tall man had lost his glasses. Finding the missing spectacles you grabbed a hold of them, before someone could accidentally step on them.
“I’ve got them Iggy Dear!” You called, moving over to the man.
“What would I do without you, my love?” Ignis chuckled, as he approached you the short distance, moving to take his glasses back.
“Here.” You smiled, standing on the tips of your shoes as the man leaned forward, moving to place them on the tall man’s face. Quickly sneaking a little peck to his lips, before placing the black frames on his face. Only now noticing the small blush on the man’s face as he stared at you in shock. “Iggy?”
Ignis cleared his throat, standing up straight as he adjust his glasses putting a tinted glare over his eyes attempting to hide the blush, “Shall we get back and get dinner started?”
“Yeah food!” Prompto cheered as everyone begun to the march back to the campsite.
You giggled, letting out a squeak as you felt a pinch to your butt cheek. Turning large eyes to Ignis beside you, as the man chuckled, wrapping an arm around your waist. “Pretty sneaky.”
“I’m just evening the score, My love.” Ignis chuckled, pressing a kiss to your temple.
A/N: I wrote most of this ages ago, but didn’t post it. Whoops!
“Is that—hey, that is mine.” Noctis stares at you pointedly. He makes a grab for the jacket you’re sporting—his behemoth jacket—but his fingers just graze the hem before you step away.
“Sorry~” You aren’t sorry in the slightest as you side-step and slide to partly hide behind Ignis. “It’s cold and I haven’t bought something to wear in town yet.” You tried to sneakily pull a face at Noctis from behind the spectacled strategist, but he caught you with your tongue out. “What?”
“I thought I had told you to buy something more appropriate to wear the last time we were in town.” Ignis crossed his arms and you felt awful with the look he was giving you. It was obvious he wasn’t mad or upset just disappointed. Ugh. “I’m sure I had given you some gil.”
“I still have it! I’m not Gladio—”
“Hey.” The burly shield of the king called to defend himself, but everyone knew that he had a penchant for spending money on things that he probably didn’t need to.
“I’ll get some more clothes next time, I swear.” You hold up your hands which are partly covered by the ends of the jacket sleeves. It’s a little oversized, but not enough to make it look awkward.
“I dunno, maybe they should keep it.” Prompto chimes in as he puts some supplies into the boot of the Regalia. “They kind of look better in it than you do, Noct.”
“HAH!” You clap your hands together before pointing at Noctis in an ‘I told you so’ gesture.
Noctis makes a disgusted sound as he gently herds you into the backseat of the Regalia. “I need a nap so get in the car.” He always rested on you when he fell asleep in the car. You were the royal head-rest apparently, although whenever Noct called you the royal head-rest, you called him prince big-head until he stopped. “I’ll get the jacket off you later.”
“Kinky.” Gladio laughs and slides into the front passenger seat as Noctis splutters some objection.
“Ha-ha, yeah nah, only Prompto could get it from me like that.” You chime as you settle in the middle of the backseat.
Said blond gasps in fake surprise before cooing. “Aww! That’s so sweet. I’m honored.” The blond jumps into the car after you had settled in. “Hear that, Noct? I’m the favourite.”
You scoff, “Whoa, I wouldn’t go that far—”
Ignis waits with the patience of a saint for everyone to be properly seated in the car while still playfully bickering. It wasn’t every day that you were all so lively, so it was nice to see. “Are we all ready to go?” He turns in his seat and shoots you a look. “We’re getting you some more clothing as soon as we get to the next stop.”
“Yes, Iggy.” You drone and lean back so Noctis can rest on you. Prompto quickly snaps a picture before you flip him the bird; he gets a shot of that too. “Hey, should we give Dave a call at the next stop too? We’re probably far enough into another area to pick up more hunts—”
Noctis gently elbows you and mutters for you to shut up. It was nap time, not discuss work time. You roll your eyes before closing them.
I too am vertically challenged, so I assume they’d treated them very similar to how i’m treated by my tall friends.
~~~~~
Noctis
“Need some help with that?” Noctis would asked playfully, only to get a sassy little pout in return.
“I’m already up here!” You would replied, already standing on the countertops to get whatever you needed, knowing that the Prince put it up there so he could make fun of you. Despite you only being 5 foot, your Prince Charming stood at a beautiful 5 foot 9.
Making him perfect model height, and the Prince of high reach places. Snagging your chips, you turned back towards your boyfriend already knowing where he was standing, directly underneath you, as you dropped them on his face before starting your journey of climbing down the countertops.
“Aww, I love my tiny sweetie.” Noctis would mockingly coo, as he held your chips above his head, out of your reach, resulting in you bouncing and clinging to him to get them back.
sure thing, anon! sassy, witty humor is my favorite kind of humor (even though I’m the least sassy human alive), so I had a lot of fun with this request. thanks for sending it in, and I’m sorry I took so long! I hope you like it ❤
Noctis:
Okay but he loves it
He doesn’t always join in, but he always appreciates the little contributions you make to different situations
Lets you lead everyone into battle, just to hear what will come out of your mouth
Thinks about that one time you called Ardyn a “walking thrift store” a lot
When he doesn’t want to deal with certain people, he makes you handle them
Never knows how to respond. Is it sarcasm? Are you serious? He isn’t sure
He loves taking you fishing with him
Not because you actually fish
Not because you like fishing
But because you always have the best commentary while you watch
Who needs the Ring of Lucii when a couple of words from you could send a man to the mountains in shame
When things get out of hand, do not expect him to know how to defuse the situation. You can, however, expect to find him right there by your side
Because even if your humor carries you away sometimes, Noct will always have your back
Intense concern for the mental faculties of these young men because YOU ARE MEANT TO KEEP THE PRINCE ALIVE WHY DO THEY ALL LOOK SO EXCITED TO TAKE ON THAT THING WHICH IS THREE OR MORE TIMES THE SIZE OF ALL OF YOU ALL PUT TOGETHER. Perhaps the stress of this journey finally taken it’s toll. Eventually you just learn to roll with it because somehow things always end up okay in the end.
Noctis would come home after a morning of training with Gladio.
Tired and exhausted, they would plop down on the couch and call out to their s/o to see if they’re home.
When he gets no answer, he wanders to their shared bedroom and lays on the bed with the intent to take a nap.
That’s when their s/o comes out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, having just gotten out of the shower.
Noctis turns over, giving them a small smile in greeting as they come over to the bed and give him a chaste kiss to the lips before going to the closet to change.
When they come back, Noctis is sitting up on his elbows, watching them.
His s/o comes over and crawls next to them in bed, kisses them, then he sits up, laying their head in his lap as he absently plays with their wet hair.
They look up at him, noticing he looks tired and suggests they nap, but he shakes his head and continues to play with their hair.
As well as drawing little patterns on their collar bones and shoulders, revealed by their sleeveless shirt.
His s/o just revels in his small touches, wondering why he’s being so affectionate and choosing to do that instead of take a nap, his favorite past time.
They choose not to question it and close their eyes, relaxing at his touch.
Not to long later, Noctis does choose to take a nap, but not before pulling his s/o as close as he can and snuggling up with them before they both fall asleep.
Gladiolus
The boys had just made it to Lestallum, it was later in the early afternoon and made their way to Talcott’s hotel.
Noctis decided to take a small nap, while Ignis choose to go to a nearby store and pick up a few thing, and Prompto wandered off, with the passing words that he would go take some pictures around town.
Gladio chose to stay in the hotel along with Noctis, going out on a balcony that accompanied their room and pulled out his book to read, waiting for his s/o that promised him a visit when him and the boys arrived.
He got a text from his s/o. “Hey, I just got to the hotel, where are you?”
He texted them back with, “I’m upstairs in room 110, the doors open for you babe.”
He waited the short time for them to come upstairs and when they do, he hears the door open and little shuffling sounds that he can easily tell is his s/o trying to sneak around the bed to avoid waking Noctis.
Gladio chuckles to himself before setting his book down and turning around in the chair he was in, to look right at his s/o as they walk onto the balcony, smiling brightly as they see him.
He extends his hand out to them, which they gladly take before Gladio pulls them towards him, moving his hands to their hips and pulling them into his lap.
His s/o chuckles but turns sideways on his lap so they can still see him as he tilts his head up to give them a kiss.
Gladio quickly deepens the kiss before just as quickly pulling away, choosing to wrap his arms around his s/o and rest his chin on their shoulder.
They then sit there, trading recent stories back and forth, having been apart for a while now, all the while Gladio is running his hands up and down their arms.
And moving his hand to their back to rub gentle circles along their spine.
And then moving his other hand to the top of their thigh and running his fingers up and down the length of it absently.
His s/o then trails off in favor of savoring the feeling of his gentle touches, Gladio just smiling happily, watching them relax in his arm.
After a few minutes in silence, they speak up and ask Gladio why he was being so affectionate today.
To which he only answered that it was because he missed them after being apart for quite a while.
But really, he just couldn’t get enough of touching his s/o, and showing his love in such a gentle way.
Prompto
A day at the beach!
Prompto, his s/o, and the rest of the chocobro’s decide it’s as best a time as any to take a day off and go to the beach in Galdin Quay.
Noticing that people were staring at his gorgeous s/o from the minute they got there, he decided it was time for a distraction.
He drags his s/o to the water first, grabbing their hand and walking into the water.
His s/o smiles as they watch Prompto doing funny swimming maneuvers in the water, making ridiculous puns about him being a fish.
The both of them laugh and he gives her a quick kiss, enjoying their time swimming in the water together while the other chocobro’s do their own thing.
That’s when Prompto starts a splash fight.
It’s on.
His s/o retaliates his splashes with their own before Prompto dives in the water and grabs their waist to drag them under with him.
Once he resurfaces, they look around to see where his s/o is and notices they haven’t come up yet.
Worried, he looks all around, fails to see them and starts to panic.
That’s until they pop up behind him, wrapping their arms around his shoulders and say boo in his ear.
Prompto jumps and blushes embarrassed that his s/o managed to surprise him, and suggests they get out of the water to sit on the rock near by and relax after their play fight.
They agree and Prompto takes their hand, grabbing a towel and leads them to the rock, helping them climb up first before going up himself and sitting behind them.
He wraps his arms around them, as his s/o snuggles closer and they watch the other people on the beaches around them.
Prompto takes the towel and slowly dries off his s/o’s arms, then legs, then belly and they complain that it tickles.
He sets the towel and snuggles his face in the crook of their neck before whispering something to his s/o.
When they ask what he says, having not heard his muffled words, he replies with, “You look super cute in that swimsuit, and I wanted you for myself, away from everyone’s eyes. So stay here with me?”
They couldn’t say no.
Ignis
Ignis had a full day of working for the crown in the capital city while his s/o had a full day of working at their job as well.
He came back to their shared apartment before them and got started on dinner.
When his s/o came home, exhausted and sore, they hear noise in the kitchen and make their way to see what’s going on.
An immediate smile graces their face at the site of a tired Ignis making them dinner.
His s/o walks right over to him and hugs him from behind, a bright smile on their face as they kiss his shoulder.
“Aren’t you tired? You had a long day at work too I assume, you don’t have to make dinner too, we can order out.”
“Don’t worry, I could never be too exhausted to refrain from making my love dinner.”
“You amaze me everyday Ignis.”
He smiles and continues cooking, telling them to go take a quick shower to relax and he’ll be done with dinner when they’re done.
And that he is.
They both eat his delicious meal he made for them and talk about their day.
After dinner, both sharing the dishes responsibility, they head to the living room to watch a light hearted movie together and relax.
Ignis lets his s/o stretch out, with their feet in his lap as he gives them a foot massage.
His s/o insists to give him a massage as well but he refuses, saying he wants to pamper his love.
They shake their head but accept anyway, before snuggling into his side.
Ignis spends the remainder of the movie giving his s/o little kisses, and running his fingers up and down their arms and side.
They eventually both fall asleep, with Ignis’s head resting on their shoulder and his arms wrapped tightly around them.
Prompto is your passionate chatterbox. He’s excitable when all of you are together, but if you want a laid back and chill time – he’s the man to be alone with. There’s never any pressure to do anything when you’re with him, because all he wants is to make you laugh and take lots of memorable selfies.
He constantly talks about having kids; don’t worry, however, the only kids he wants are chocobos and he thinks it would be the thing of dreams for you all to retire and own a chocobo farm. The others aren’t quite too keen on this idea; having their own walking, talking bird is enough.
He gets way too excited when you choose to sleep next to him. He’s used to sleeping curled up into himself, but if he’s your bed partner, Prompto will waste no time becoming a clingy cuddler. It’s even better if Noctis is on your other side, because then he can flick and poke the prince’s face and hide behind you to escape his wrath.
Prompto is the guy that constantly wants validation from you; you’ll get bombarded with quite a few of those three special words and he’s always on top of the world when you say them back. It may seem selfish on his part, but he is in need of your acceptance and it always quells any of his fears.
You guys go on nature stakeouts together. Whenever he wants to capture a beast in its habitat or a beautiful landscape, he takes you with him, complete with cool hiking garb. He sings the Mission Impossible theme song the whole way to your destination while you both make finger guns.
So. Many. Inside. Jokes.
Ignis Scientia
This guy wants to understand you.
Ignis is at his best when he shares his hobbies with you, whether cooking or astronomy, he wants you to understand his never ending fixation and curiosity of the world. That may seem pushy of him at first, but he gives as much as he takes – urging that you share with him just the same.
He will give you gentle advice when you most need it, you notice his kindness with Prompto, Gladiolus, and Noctis as well – but he gives you a certain kind of attention when it comes to your needs. He’s not always clean cut and concise with you and, more often than not, he’s willing to delve into illogical points of view if it will assist you in your troubles.
Ignis is the one who will take you on lavish dates. He really wishes to pamper you and sees no finer way than a nice restaurant and a cliche, moonlit walk, and the way he holds your hand without the presence of his gloves relinquishes him of a cold facade and allows you to see his vulnerabilities – something he doesn’t even show to his king.
Pet names are a big thing with the advisor: darling, love, dear heart – they’re all reserved for you, and he observes the right to use them whenever he so pleases.
He’s also the most handsy of all four of them, constantly having a hand at the small of your back, leaving lingering touches upon your hands, and carting gentle fingers through your hair.
He laughs more with you than anyone.
Noctis Lucis Caelum
He’s your soft-spoken sweetheart. He’s the one you can go to anytime you want a heart to heart; it’s easy to get caught up on so many different personalities, whether it’s Ignis – cool and calculated – or Prompto’s exuberance. However, Noctis is like a breath of evening air and when you’re really struggling with your emotions, he’ll always give you motivation and a clear, honest opinion.
Noctis may be king, but he thinks himself your constant protector. He wants to shield you from everything, no matter how minuscule the threat; he is, after all, the one whose eye you caught first and he feels solely responsible for any danger you may face by staying with them.
He’s all about kisses, and if he had it his way, you would both be spending long mornings making out in the tent until Ignis gets annoyed with your tardiness. And even if those daydreams don’t quite come true, every greeting, every moment speaking – comes with a peck to the mouth, a kiss to the temple, or the gentle touch of lips to hand.
He’s also the type to shove his hand in your back pocket if you are walking side by side and he usually fights to get a spot next to you in the tent or bed.
Noctis loves every part of you, but he does not love how you can beat him at video games so easily; it’s an awful trait you share with Prompto.
Major sexual appetite.
Gladiolus Amicitia
Gladio fights for your attention – for some reason, he gets a little jealous and can show it in surprisingly childish ways. He’s not against the guys, nor does he put them down, but you can always tell that he gets a little sulky if you don’t allow him his time to shine.
He’s always trying to impress you, which says a lot because he doesn’t need to do much to impress anyone, but he has the undeniable need to prove his worth to you. When it comes to the togetherness you and the rest of the guys have, he’s a lot more serious and not so much a flirt, but he still wants to show that he’s got heart and is serious about the relationships he has.
Gladio’s the one who craves touch – gentle, sweet touch – like caresses accompanied by romantic gestures, hugs that last longer than six seconds. He’s the kind of guy who wants to dance with you around the campfire and tell you how beautiful you look, all the while repeating a few really cheesy lines he’s read in books.
Surprisingly, he is not as protective as Noctis is when it comes to danger. He would shield you with his life, but it was also Gladio who taught you how to fight – though, at first, it was just a ploy for you both to enjoy a bit of sweaty roughhousing. He sees a lot of potential in you and you’re always by his side during a fight.
He wanted you to join the Crownsguard, Noctis refused.
He loves reading, but loves it more when you read to him.
For Fun Head-Canons
You all argue when you play card games; there is so much tension and no one is ever willing to clear the air, for every single one of you has a competitive nature.
Dinner has to be eaten together, it is incomplete if someone is missing, no matter what the circumstances.
You and Prompto always rock-paper-scissors over who gets a piggyback ride from Gladio when you’re both too tired to walk.
There are lots of photos of you between two guys pecking your cheeks.
Could deck me in broad daylight and I’d buy him dinner as a thank you.
Gladiolus had his eyes on you a long time before the two of you got together. Everyone knew he had a thing for you. Deep down, you’re pretty sure you even knew too, and it’s very safe to assume the feeling was oh so mutual.
Now, it was no secret the shield had somewhat of a reputation. Everyone who’s anyone knows Gladio is *cough* popular amongst the ladies, but you didn’t care about that. His past wasn’t a problem.
It was just that whenever you saw each other, no matter the time, place, or setting, he’d manage to frustrate you beyond belief without even trying.
You couldn’t help your wandering gaze at times, or the blush that colored your cheeks whenever he’d lean in close, or how you’d stutter and lose your train of thought at every quirk of his lips.
He’d give you a smug, knowing look, following it up with a friendly arm around your shoulder and a string of teasing jabs that made you want to scream and find the nearest patch of dirt to burrow your head into.
Gladio thought you were shy– that you were just a bashful little thing from your jerky reactions, and flushed skin. It was amusing to him, yes, but it also made him hesitant at first.
Little did he know that the only thing keeping you from taking matters into your own hands and boarding the Gladio Express to love town was the fact that when he was near, it was difficult to keep yourself together.
Long story short, you eventually get so fed up that one day when he leans in close enough, you just plant one on him. The timing is awkward. You catch him in the middle of a sentence, his mouth half open against yours, warm and pliant and oh my God what are you doing, he’s going to kill yo– oh he’s kissing back now.
The rest is sweet, sweet, delicious history.
Gladiolus is a hands-on guy. He’s constantly got an arm around you, or a hand resting on your waist to guide you along when you’re walking together.
He’d much rather you sit on his lap than beside of him, and good luck moving once he’s got you. Surprisingly, he’s so cuddly that it’s practically impossible to will yourself away from his embrace.
Reads to you always. You settle back against his chest and just shut your eyes to listen. His voice is as smooth and deep as melted chocolate, and you can feel his lips brushing ever so softly against the sensitive skin of your neck. It’s your favorite place to be.
He is stupidly happy every time he finds a ticklish spot on you. He loves the way you can’t control the volume of your laughter– loves watching you flush and squeal and squirm around. You threaten to throttle him every time, but it does nothing to deter him. Has literally chased you across the entire house before because he found out a certain place under your ribs is your weakest spot. Watch out.
Manhandles you on a regular basis. Picks you up at the waist to move you when you’re not paying attention to where you’re walking. Slings you over his shoulder to take you to bed when you’re being stubborn about working when you should be resting.
If you ever asked him to stop he would, but you’re not sure you want him to. Mainly because you love witnessing just how strong he is lol.
Gives the warmest, most comforting hugs known to man. If it’s been a while since you’ve last seen him, he’ll scoop you up and just hold you there like you’re a koala bear.
Tattoos. You love his tattoos. You are always tracing them with your fingers/mouth. Not even in a naughty way, either. They’re just so pretty.
You are never going to be cold again, congratulations. He is a human furnace.
In the winter it’s a godsend, but in the summer it can become unbearable. You don’t know how the guy survives sometimes.
It might be because he’s always shirtless. Always. Your relatives came to visit once, and they were met with Grade A eye candy. Your aunt still won’t shut up about it when you see her.
Is super protective of you and would destroy anyone who ever threatened your safety, but while he may be the size of a refrigerator, completely capable of killing a guy with his bare hands, he’s also a big old softy.
Loves bubbles baths. Will ask you to wash his back for him even though he can just do it himself. Has fallen asleep before, and it was a nightmare to get him out and into bed.
You’ve woken up several times in the past to him snoring directly into your ear. Rolling away from him proves difficult. His grip is like iron when he’s sleeping.
You are this close to taking Ignis’s advice and purchasing earplugs for bedtime, I swear.
Loves to bury his nose into your hair and just take in the scent of you and your shampoo. Sniffs you all of the time, even in public, but you’re so used to it by now that you barely notice.
Stops by in the middle of his morning jogs for reasons. You’d gotten so tired of waking up to the sound of him slamming his fist against your front door that you made him his own copy of your house key. Sweaty, adrenaline pumped Gladio is a gift no matter how early it is that’s all I got to say.
Would rather go out and do things than stay in. Takes you anywhere you want to go, and drags you along with him if he finds an interesting place on the web.
Has taken you camping on several occasions. You love it. He’s so different out there, so calm and at ease in a way you’d not seen before. On one hand you can see why he enjoys being that close to nature. The smell of soil mixed with the warm smokiness of a campfire, the quiet chirping of frogs from the nearby pond, and the view of the billions of stars that light up the night sky set such an oddly intimate scene.
On the other hand, the dozens of red, itchy spots you discovered on your body the next evening before a shower was enough for you to suggest it be an “every couple of months” type of date.
He thought it was hilarious. He’d never met anyone so prone to bug bites.
“Can’t say I blame ‘em, you are pretty damn tasty.”
He may or may not have actually bitten you after he said this.
Gladio is always poking fun at you. He knows you’ll get him back for it. He’s kind of banking on it.
You made him Ramen completely from scratch for his birthday one year and he looked like he was about to drop down on to his knees and beg you to marry him.
It was pleasing to know that the entire week of preparation, planning, and fussing with Ignis about exact proportions was totally worth it in the end.
Gladio is very open about everything. Maybe a little too open? You think he might lack the ability to become embarrassed.
You play rock, paper, scissors to see who’s going to wash the dishes after dinner. Nine times out of ten you are victorious.
He looks so good in bright pink cleaning gloves.
Calls you babe/baby mostly. Loves when you call him by his full name. It’s a thing.
You kiss his face ALLLLLL of the time. His forehead was made for your lips you don’t care how silly it makes him feel.
Was difficult to talk to at first. Gladio is a logical guy. The first time you come to him with a seemingly small problem, his first instinct is to tell you it’s not as big of a deal as you’re making it out to be, or that you should just “not let it bother you.”
He quickly learned that wasn’t the best way to go about it, and that not everyone responds to tough love in a positive way.
Let you cry all over him and didn’t complain about his ruined shirt even once.
His tactics have since changed, and nowadays if something’s wrong, he’ll treat the situation exactly the same as if it was his little sister that needed comfort. Iris is a soft spot for him, and whenever you need a shoulder to cry on he channels that.
Lets you braid parts of his hair because you think it’s fun. Will wear it around town and be damn proud.
Goes shopping with you to help you pick out clothes and stuff. Points out all of the things he likes. Has surprisingly good taste for someone who wears so little clothing.
Has reminders on his phone for your anniversary and other events because he just knows he’s bound to forget at some point. Is a little forgetful.
Loves to buy you jewelry. You have a set of matching bracelets that he got for you on your second year of being together. Neither of you have taken them off since.
Wants to give you the whole entire world if that’s what you wish for, and you would argue that he already has.
hey, anon! sorry for taking so long, but I loved writing these headcanons! I hope you like what I’ve come up with 🙂
also! if any of you have ever been cheated on, just know that you deserve so much better. y’all are beautiful and amazing and everything that is right in this world, and if there is anyone who believes otherwise, they’re damn wrong. send them to me. I’ll fight.
Noctis:
Noctis loved to watch you when you spoke about your S/O
Your face lit up and a smile stuck to your face
He loved it. He loved seeing you happy
So when he finds you in pieces, sobbing over the person who meant so much to you, he can’t even comprehend it
“Y/N? What’s going on? What happened?”
You’re still crying
He’s still confused
Your words are slurring together and he hates himself for asking you to repeat yourself so many times
But when he finally gets what you’re saying, everything in him goes cold
His fists are balled at his sides
He has to consciously refrain himself from summoning his weapon and seeking your ex out then and there because why would anyone do that
And why would they do that to you, of all people?
You’re amazing and kind and funny and everything you do has a kind of magic that Noctis has never even seen before
And that piece of shit just trampled all over you
He forces himself to cool off, training his eyes on you
First, he would think, First, I need to fix this
Slowly, he would come to your side, one hand resting on your shoulder, the other reaching for your shaking fingers
“Y/N,” he’d say, pulling you in, begging your tears to disappear, “Come on. It’s okay.”
“It’s going to be okay.”
He hasn’t had much experience comforting people, but he remembers the way his mother used to hold him when his knees were scraped and the world was falling apart
So he tries to do something like that
He’s awkward, and his words stumble as he speaks to you
I can finally present to you the final of the Chocobro’s romantic headcanons. I hope I wasn’t too harsh on dear Gladio, as some of you well know he is my least favorite bro. Though, please note that it isn’t the last of Romantic Relationship headcanons. I will be going to touch on a bunch of minor characters both male and female. Cor (which will be dedicated to my bestest buddy and support system Moosh <3) and Nyx (which you all voted for are up next ❤ General headcanons will also be thrown back on the to-do list eventually. Anyway, I dedicate these Gladio headcanons to @chocobruh-art because she’s pretty cool and just recently went through some tough stuff irl that is rather hard to deal with. I hope you enjoy, Cou! Thank you for briefly dragging me into Gladio hell LOL. THOUGH MY VISIT WAS BRIEF, IT WAS ENJOYABLE LOL.
Does Gladio really gain “crushes” on people per say? If that, indeed, is the correct word for Gladio, crushes don’t often really last too long. Gladiolus has always been upfront and frank with his feelings towards people, rather they are negative or positive. If he has a romantic and/or sexual desire for someone it won’t take long for Gladio to let that person know. Whether it be someone he’s only just met or someone he’s known for quite some time… he’ll lay on the flirting like no tomorrow.
He does not shy away from feelings, even though he knows full well of the possible risky consequences of the King’s Shield taking on a romantic relationship (which I will explain in detail later). Though he tries not to become too attached to some of the relationships and attractions he happens to come across. He is often called the “biggest lady killer in Insomnia.”
A/N: I kept going back and forth between doing a gif set for
this one or not. But I decided to write it out. If you want I can do a gif set for it too ^.^
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Noctis grabbed your phone thinking it was his to check the
time. When he saw his shirtless self on the background, he blushed a deep red.
He doesn’t ask how you got it or why you have it, but he gives you your phone
and is blushing the whole time.
Later that night, he confesses he thinks it’s cute you have
him as your background. You never did tell him it was Prompto who got the photo
for you.
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When Ignis discovered it, it was completely by accident. The
two of you had been cuddling together in the hotel room when your phone buzzed.
You opened it and he saw himself shirtless on your home screen.
“Darling…where did you get that photo?” He asked and you
giggled.
“My source would prefer to remain anonymous.” You said,
protecting Prompto’s handiwork. Glancing back at the Royal Advisor, you saw he
was blushing.
“Do you want me to change it?” You asked, hoping he would
say no.
“No, just…ensure no one sees it. I wish for that picture to
be for your eyes only.” He replied and you kissed him gently.
“I promise it is between you, my source, and I.” You
promised.
“It’s Prompto, wasn’t it?”
“My lips are sealed.”
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With Gladiolus, he doesn’t need to guess how you got the
picture. The man has no shame when it comes to flaunting his torso. When he
sees it on your phone background, he can’t help but feel a sense of pride.
“Hey, babe, nice background.” He said, handing you your
phone.
“It is rather sexy isn’t it.” You teased, earning a kiss
from the King’s Shield. The fact that you loved him enough to see him every
time you opened your phone is a big turn on for him.
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Prompto has no idea how you got the picture. He’s the
photographer of the group, but this picture of him shirtless is impressive. He’s
embarrassed at seeing it on your background, but is incredibly happy at the
same time.
“Prom? Have you seen my phone?” You ask. Your only answer is
a tight hug and a deep kiss. He’ll ask when and how you got the photo later.
Right now, he just wants to show you the endless amount of love he has for you.
The way he looks at you, like you’re the most beautiful thing in the world
He’s always keeping an eye on you, even when you don’t realize
Gladio also knows you very well
So much that he notices the slightest change in your usual demeanor
And he worries
He might be a bit insistent and get frustrated if you don’t tell him what’s up with you
But no matter how angry he is at you, he’ll always be there
He gets you really well so he mostly knows what to do to cheer you up
Gladio somehow always knows what you need
There’s a lot of playfulness and teasing
Sitting on his back while he does push ups
Or lying under him so he can get a kiss with each one
Gladio is always happy to carry you around everywhere
You just have to ask him and he’ll easily pick you up
Like, it’s effortless for him
So lots of piggy back rides
And being carried bridal style
He carelessly puts you over his shoulder when he’s being playful or cheeky
Bear hugs
The most amazing, warm and enveloping embraces
You feel the safest wrapped by his strong arms
Being the little spoon
Passionate kisses
Cheeky butt slaps
You don’t hold hands too often, but you do like to link your arm with his
You only hold hands when you’re cuddling
Get prepared to be teased
In every posible way
The smugness on this man is overwhelming
He always has a response or comment prepared to tease you
Or to fluster you, which he finds extremely easy
And he has to point out when you’re blushing
Man, he loves that because you look adorable
And because he has that effect on you
Lots of flirting
And compliments
“You’re looking so fine today, babe”
Have I mentioned he’s very protective of you?
Seriously, he’ll go into beast mode if he finds out someone bothered you
He’ll say ‘I’m gonna kill them’ in a threatening and scary voice
Which you don’t usually get to hear
Mainly being called ‘babe’ or ‘gorgeous’
He hardly ever calls you Y/N anymore
Only when he is angry or upset
Playfully calling him ‘big guy’, which makes him smirk
You like to call him ‘Gladdy’ because it annoys him a little
Only his little sister can call him that
Talking of which, you get along extremely well with Iris
When you three hang out together he’s super happy
And extremely proud to show you off
And talking about show off…
He will often walk around with his shirt off to show off his muscles
Trying to court you and remind you how strong he is
He basically takes any chance he has to be cocky and manly when you’re around
You and Gladio talk a lot
Mainly about trivial things
Not that you never address more serious matters
But Gladio is not the best at the sensitive chats
He doesn’t always speak his feelings, he prefers to act
For the most part, dating Gladio is amazing
Even though there are some arguments
And both his pride and yours gets in the way
But after a while you end up apologizing and making up
Noctis: *running around the corner and past Gladiolus*
Gladio: Wow the prince is actually exercising for once. NOCT, WHERE ARE YOU HEADING?!
Noctis: I’M NOT GOING ANYWHERE I’M RUNNING AWAY!
Gladio: Fr-FROM WHAT?!
Ignis: *drifting around the corner while adjusting his glasses*
Noctis: RESPONSIBILITIES!!!
This boy, I swear he is just trouble with a capital T.
Dating Noct was never exactly something you’d thought was possible.
Like sometimes you still sit down and look directly at him and think “wait. what. how.”
You were a part of the same group of friends for a while, but you’d known about him for a long time anyway.
You grew up hearing about him. Someone was always around, jabbering on and on about his family and how amazing he was, which only made matters worse for you and your nerves.
You’d only spoken a handful of times, and each instance left you so frazzled that to even look at him was an accomplishment.
Bc being in the same room with him made youso paranoid that at any moment you were gonna screw up so bad and make a fool out of yourself.
It wasn’t until one day where he came over and sat next to you, eyebrows pulled together and lips pursed as he just…. stared that matters changed.
Of course, the most logical thing you could think to do was stare right back, and thus began the most nerve-wracking staring contest you’ve ever been a part of.
After a good minute he sighed and rolled his eyes, shoulders dropping in defeat.
The conversation that followed was basically twenty minutes of you stuttering through apologies while he asked you to just treat him like a normal person from then on.
Once you did get over it, (after coming to the conclusion that yes he is royalty but who cares?) another problem became very apparent.
Oh No, He’s Hot™
Fast forward a little and somehow you end up going on a date with him after ALL of your friends get together secretly and form an evil scheme.
And by evil scheme I mean everyone bailed on hanging out and just didn’t tell you, so you end up standing in the prince’s doorway with a giant bag of snacks that– surprise– he sees and pulls you inside for because “come on in, these are my favorite chips.”
And the rest is history, really.
At first, he’s hard to understand. Noctis has emotions, obviously, it’s just that sometimes he has trouble getting them from his brain and into the world via verbal communication.
You figure out as time goes on that you don’t necessarily need him to tell you what he’s feeling. After a while, the tiniest little thing is enough for you to be like “Okay he is only grunting in response to everything. Ignis is definitely on his back about something again.”
“He’s obviously tired look at that pouty face.”
Or “He’s glanced at me twice in the past thirty seconds, he’s either hungry or he loves me.”
(He’s always hungry and he always loves you)
Noct’s still a young man. A growing boy who has a lot of responsibilies. He hungry.
You find him in your kitchen making a sandwich at 3am once. He looks up with a mouthful of bread, cheeks puffed out and eyes wide as you shine a flashlight directly at his face.
You almost have a heart attack. He almost gets a vase thrown at him bc you were so sure that someone had broken into your home to murder you.
Speaking of eating. You’ve somehow managed to convince him to eat his veggies on more than one occasion. Ignis practically begs you to tell him how you did so. Your grin is borderline evil.
Noct’s not all about that PDA life. Mostly because he’s royalty and people are really weird about it, and if the King heard he’d give the boy an earful.
That doesn’t mean he won’t touch you in public. Friendly touches are fine. Just no kissy kissy when other people are looking, okay?
Noctis somehow manages to sneak you into every event known to man. Whether it’s boring or stressful, he just wants you there to keep his mind off of things. One time he snuck you into a royal ball without telling you it was going on, and you have absolutely no idea how you weren’t carted out of there because it was obvious you didn’t belong in your sweat pants and t-shirt.
You made eye contact with the King and it felt like a crime. You had to go hide in the bathroom so no one saw you dying a little.
At some point during the night Noct emerges from the crowd and plops down beside of you, scooting his chair as close as he can get it to yours. This is your only warning before he conks out completely, face tucked into your neck and refusing to move as if you’re not surrounded by some of the most important people to ever exist in your lifetime.
Noct loves to bring you places. Some nights he’ll show up at your door with that look, and before you know it you’re in the passenger side of the Regalia, watching the city lights pass by through the rolled down windows.
He brings you to his favorite fishing spots, and you peer happily down into the water as he casts out a line. He’s never really caught anything in front of you. Mainly because a majority of the time you’ve taken your shoes off and are dipping your feet in the water, barely splashing against the surface. You aren’t aware that it scares the fish away, but he doesn’t have the heart to tell you to stop because you really look like you’re enjoying yourself.
Is so stubborn? About everything?
If you’re having a small or meaningless argument, he’s the first one to roll over and not listen.
Basically he’s like a kid who’ll plug his ears and say “la la la” until you stop telling him he needs to “just call Ignis back about the suit fitting before the man breaks my door down.”
He will apologise if something is seriously wrong, though. He can’t stand when you’re upset.
Honestly Noctis isn’t much of a talker. He’s much more of a listener, really. If something is bothering you, he’s always ready to let you say whatever you need to say and offer his opinion if it’s something you ask for.
But he’d much rather curl up and just relax after a particularly taxing day. He doesn’t want to talk about things, he just wants to use you as a pillow and take a nap. And, you’re cool with that.
He has used pretty much every part of your body as a pillow during nap time. His favourite places are your chest, your tummy, or your thighs.
He drools sometimes. 😒
Just needs a giant blanket and some good old snuggle time sometimes, dammit.
Doesn’t use pet names much, but gets really flustered and blushy whenever you use pet names on him.
Loves when you play with his hair! It’s the fastest way to get him to melt right into you, and he makes this little noise that sounds like he’s purring. Adorable.
Secretly really ticklish, but don’t you dare. It’s dangerous. I’m warning you.
Makes cute little kissy noises in his sleep sometimes when you try to wake him up? You don’t know why he does it he just does. You lean down to give him a little peck and it makes him smile, so you assume he’s only having good dreams.
When he’s tired he’s 10x more affectionate I’m sorry I don’t make the rules.
He’s going to spoil you and there’s no way around it. You better not accidentally mention something you want to him because the next day you will come home to two of them waiting at your door.
Where did he even find the exact shirt that an actor wore in a movie you saw five years ago? Your description was so vague. Like?? Is he okay?
Has stolen your bedding. You don’t know where he keeps taking it, but you just want it back
“Noct, please it’s cold and you have your own blankets at home.”
(it’s bc they smell like you.)
He’s thinking about getting a cat with you. Or a dog. Maybe both.
Calls you when he’s nervous about things. Your voice helps him calm down.
You have challenged Gladio to a fight for teasing him, and despite everyone laughing it was not a joke. You will get that man.
Has invited you to game night once. You kicked his ass and Prompto made fun of him the whole time.
Noctis Lucis Caelum is a sore loser.
But it’s alright, you always know just how to make it up to him.
I’m still working on getting their personalities down, so my challenge for this sketch page was to draw them how I pictured them, not trying too hard to make it pretty but trying to keep it relatively on model. 🙂 This is my first ever time drawing Gladio and Iggy, too!
Cor doesn’t mind this type of affection, so long as they keep it toned down in public and don’t get in the way while doing it (e.g., don’t kiss his shoulders if he’s sharpening a knife). He thinks it’s a nice way to end the day.
Gladio loves it, especially since his S/O often kisses along the wings of his tattoo. He’s particularly pleased if they kiss his hands in public because he’s a huge guy, he normally doesn’t get affection like that.
Libertuslives for this type of affection and the reassurance it provides him. If his S/O ever tones it down he starts to worry something’s wrong. Tries to return the affection but winds up turning it into a tickle match.
Nyx is just as gentle with his S/O as they are with him, and is particularly smug if they kiss his shoulder where a shirt collar exposes it in public. Will “hey, nuh-uh” his S/O if they try to kiss his unwashed hands.
Ravus likes it but doesn’t know how to process this affection, so he often sits there a little stunned when they do it. It’s a no-go near his prosthetic or the remaining arm–Ravus sees this as a failure and doesn’t want them near it.
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The AU that no one asked for but y’all gonna get anyways
Noctis:
The founder of the group. Surprisingly, he’s also the one who never knows how to work the equipment???
First thing he does is look for any ghost dogs. He carries around dog toys to lure them out.
Constantly challenging demons. He’ll walk straight into a demon-infested room and be like “eat my ass demons!!”
“hey there demons, it’s me, ya boy”
“Demons, if you’re real, kill me – just straight snap my neck, no joke.”
“Satan’s in my ass rn any one of you wanna join him in there?”
He carries around a bible in case somebody gets possessed but doesn’t actually know how to perform an exorcism?? he just smacks the shit out of them and says “the power of christ compels you!” over and over
Always makes prompto enter unexplored areas by himself!!
Prompto:
The camera-man of the group, and one of the only ones who knows how to use the equipment.
He’s always getting new shit too with long names that Noctis can never remember, so they just call them by generic white boy names like “Todd” and “Jim”.
Prompto’s camera is named “Harvey II” because the first Harvey got thrown down the stairs by a ghost who didn’t like Noctis telling him to eat his ass.
Whenever he starts to get too scared to move on, he softly sings the Ghostbuster theme. Or, he attempts to appease the ghosts/demons with whatever he has on hand.
“If there is anything supernatural in here… i have some lint and beef jerky in my back pocket… we can negotiate…”
One time he and Noctis started singing the Ghostbusters theme really loudly and something slammed against the wall. noctis mistook his scream for a banshee and he almost started beating the poor guy with his bible.
Always swears he heard something move
Like ryan bergara, he carries around a water pistol filled with holy water. the others always make fun of him for having it but he knows one day they’ll thank him.
Ignis:
The voice of reason of the group. He’s always debunking everything that happens, even if there are no possible explanations. The last thing he wants is Prompto panicking or Noctis trying to fight satan because they are not supposed to be acknowledging the demons.
but if some seriously demonic shit starts happening he’s ushering everybody out and they’re all going home cause nope no emergency exorcisms are happening tonight not on his watch nope
He is one of the only one who knows how to use the equipment.
If there was occult activity reported in any of the areas they’re exploring, he’s makes sure everybody is carrying at least one weapon. The last thing he wants is for them to get caught up in some satanic shit.
That’s also why he’s constantly telling Noctis not to rile up any demons but you all know how that always ends 😉
Does extensive research on the areas they plan on visiting. That way, he can prepare for their trip beforehand. Also carries dog toys in case of ghost dogs.
Gladio:
The second voice of reason. Like Ignis, he’s always debunking everything that happens. But occasionally he’ll point out something mildly creepy just to scare prompto
“… did you feel that gust of wind?“
“Y-yea! ;n; a-and can you smell that d-demonic stench?!!”
“… sorry it was me i farted lmao”
Always scaring everybody. He likes to sneak up on them when they least expect it and say some creepy shit in their ear. he mostly does this cause sometimes a voice will whisper in his ear and creep him out, so he does it to them as revenge cause he swears it’s one of them.
spoiler: it’s not them
Has eerie dreams that are premonitions of whatever ghost trip they’re about to go on and always remembers them at the worst time
the boys: *looking through an abandoned hospital office*
“Oh yeah i had a dream where we were in an office that looked exactly like this and the door got stuck and shit started flying”
the room: *doors immediately lock and shit starts flying*
Sometimes he takes off his shirt to “show off for the ghost ladies 😉 “
Noctis loves your stomach? It’s so soft. When he rests his head against it he isn’t getting poked in the face by any bones. Sometimes he sticks his head under your shirt to get maximum warmth and coziness. He’s fallen asleep like that several times.
When you feel down about your weight, he pulls the “I’m a prince, it doesn’t matter,” card. He also threatens to execute anyone who makes you feel bad, and you’re too busy trying to figure out if he’s serious or not to feel self conscious.
Gladio is a simple guy with simple likes. He loves your butt. He likes when he slaps it and the jiggle reaches other parts of your body (it’s very aesthetically pleasing). He likes putting his hands in your pockets and giving you a lil squeeze. Sweet fella.
And if you ever feel less than amazing, Gladio will slouch while sitting down. He’ll point out that he has rolls, and he’s in such good shape it’s what he’s known for, so you shouldn’t feel too bad.
Ignis is so thankful for your butt and thighs. He sticks his cold feet down your pants at night (you tell him not to, but he does it anyway). He likes to warm his hands between your thighs. And since he’s cold all the time, you’re lucky in the summer!
And I’ve said this before, but one of Ignis’s favorite things to say is that you’re “Thicker than a bowl of oatmeal.” If you ever feel bad, just wait for him to say that. You’ll be so busy laughing that you’ll forget why you were ever sad in the first place.
Prompto, the little weirdo, likes your back. Cuddling him is like cuddling a bag of remotes and he knows it; he’s thankful that when he spoons you, you’re so soft. He’s also strangely squeamish when it comes to seeing other peoples’ bones under their skin. He likes that he can’t see your spine as clearly as you can see his.
He pulls out his middle school pictures when you feel bad. Then he tells you that knowing somebody as beautiful as you has changed his life, and he wishes that he’d met you as a child. Yeah, he gets pretty mushy.
Aranea is a fan of everything, but I guess she really likes your arms. She likes when you hug her, because something about it feels so much nicer than when she hugs somebody with smaller arms. She also feels safe and secure when you put your arms around her shoulders.
Like Noctis, Aranea is willing to beat up anyone who might have made you feel self conscious. God help anyone who insults you in her presence; she’s gripped up an asshole or two since knowing you.
Cindy likes your thighs. Sit on her face and surround her. Drape your legs across her lap and wait for her to start sweating. Wear thigh highs that pinch your thighs just a little bit and she might spontaneously combust. Listen, Cindy says that she doesn’t have a type but she’s lying; she needs big girls more than she needs oxygen.
If you voice complaints about your own body, she’ll just smack her own ass and say something so hick you’ll be too busy laughing to worry. “Give the biscuits ‘n’ sweet tea another couple of years and I’ll have caught right on up to you, Sugar!”
Luna loves titties, and you being thick doesn’t save you from this. She likes handing you things and having you hold it in your bra. If you want to distract her, all you need to do is wear a low-cut shirt. Luna’s simple in the same way that Gladio is, in all honesty.
On the rare occasions you complain about your weight to her, she shares some of her own issues with her body. Then she finishes by explaining that being perfect isn’t what matters, since she loves you for being you.
Hi, lil darlin! I am currently working on learning more about Cor and would love to write him soon. But for now, here are the main four! I appreciate you 💗
Noctis:
– Well, as a guy whose eyes change color himself it’d be a little silly if it bothered him, yanno?
– Doesn’t really notice at first that it’s strange that they wear sunglasses indoors bc he wears sunglasses everywhere for the ~cool factor~.
– When he finds out about it Awkward Noct mode is activated. He’s not all that great at serious talks but the sincerity in his gaze makes them feel more comfortable, and it low-key makes him feel less strange about his own eye-changing situation.
– Gives them space and doesn’t prod at them in fear of making them uncomfortable. Lets them hide until they’re comfortable enough to show him on their own.
– HIGH-KEY going to fight anyone if they say anything negative about his s/o he will throw hands.
Ignis:
– Of course this guy notices pretty early on that something’s up. Doesn’t mention it for a while in fear of making them uncomfortable, though.
– Refuses to do anything that they aren’t ready for. Like the least pushy person of all time. So patient and kind and lovely that it doesn’t take them long to stop hiding it from him.
– Does everything in his power to make sure they know he loves them and thinks their eyes are nothing to be ashamed of.
– Will just stare deeply into their eyes for a long time bc the color they turn when his s/o feels loved is the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.
– Low-key knows what every color means and uses it to know if they’re feeling upset. Has a little page in his notebook reserved for writing notes about it. Don’t judge him.
Prompto:
– You already know this boy isn’t very subtle. The first time he saw their eyes do the thing, he screamed at the top of his lungs in the middle of a convenient store. (it was date night and he wanted chips.)
– Just never shuts up about how it’s the coolest thing in the world, and that he’s kinda jealous. Jelly. Prom is Jellin.
-Will whisper really gently every time it happens like “ohhhh blue now very nice.” Or “pink! pink pink pink like cotton candy.”
-Will duck under their hair curtain to plant a smooch directly on their nose if they try to hide from him. Makes sure it won’t make them uncomfortable first, of course.
– So it was kind of difficult for them to be shy about it for too long.
Gladiolus:
– Ahhh good old Gladiolus messed up big time and still feels bad about it to this day. One of the first times he saw them wearing their sunglasses indoors he playfully took them off their face and almost lost his mind when they started freaking out. Apologised when they explained and acted like a wounded puppy for a long time afterward.
– Love Man Amicitia telling them 1000 times a day that they’re perfect the way they are and don’t need to hide from anyone.
-Ties their hair up with his hairbows so he can see their eyes. Forehead kisses to calm them down.
-Is All About boosting their confidence and helping them feel as comfortable in their skin as they can be and that includes their ever changing eye color. Constantly spouting praise. A good man who means well, even if it doesn’t seem like it at first.
– Like Noctis, he is always ready to kick someone’s ass for his S/O. Just point, and he’ll start swinging.
I recently saw an ask over on @theydonotbindus and decided to try my hands at writing a more serious topic. Every abuse situation is different which is why I made it as vague as possible. As an abuse survivor myself I tried to embody how I would want my partner to react as well as putting the boys’ personalities into it. This mentions no direct abuse, nor is there graphic detail, but I will still put it under a cut.
Hope you enjoy! I’m still learning how to not make my writing so bleh so I’m very sorry if it is. I’ll get better!
It started as a normal night. You and your boyfriend decided to stay in for the night. He managed to get out of training and you got off early. You leaned against him, feet tucked under your thighs on the sofa. The movie’s plot was lacking, but neither of you wanted to move to grab the remote to change it. You shifted slightly, now sitting on your knees, looking at him. He turned to face you, a questioning look present on his features.
“Noct?” Your voice was hardly above a whisper, a slight quiver present.
He simply raised a brow, cocking his head slightly.
“Can I.. Tell you something?”
He nodded, finally swallowing the candy he popped into his mouth. “Yeah of course. You can tell me anything,” his smile warmed your insides. It always did. His smile made you feel safe, happy, absolutely wonderful.
You looked at your hands in your lap. Tears welled in the corners of your eyes. You felt nervous, even though you had mentally prepared yourself for this moment since you had abruptly cut off a heated make out session a few weeks ago.
Your lips parted and closed again. You weren’t sure how to phrase it. Only when Noctis gently took your hand in his did you notice you had been silent longer than you planned.
He softly cupped your cheek with his other hand, encouraging you too look at him. His sapphire hues watched your eyes intently, as if searching for the cause of your grief. Softly his thumb stroked your cheek.
The gentle motion of comfort made your lips curl into a soft smile. You nodded once to an unasked question, confirming to yourself that you could do this.
It felt like an eternity had passed before Noctis said another word to you. Opening up your heart to him left him speechless. He was speechless you trusted him with your past abuse. He was speechless someone would do that to you.
He gently wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing his face to the base of your neck. You held onto him, fingers tightening on his shirt.
His soft words of apologies and affection kept you grounded.
“I love you,” he whispered.
Prompto grinned at you, his concern disappearing when you smiled softly. Unable to sit still any longer, he pulled you into a soft yet firm embrace. You listened to his heart. His heart was so soothing for you when your head was going 1 million miles a minute. He seemed to do just what you needed without even knowing you needed it.
Softly pulling away from his embrace, you watched his cobalt eyes. You could get lost in them, as cheesy as that sounded to you. It really was like the ocean was put directly into them.
“Did you need anything? Candy? More soda?” He held up the bag of goodies for you. Always eager to please.
You shook your head, hair falling over your shoulders. He was always so attentive. It calmed your frazzled nerves. You reached for his hand, stroking the slightly scarred knuckles. You stared at his barcode. He had told you about his background months ago. He had shared so much with you, but had asked nothing of you in return. He never pressured you to talk about your past, never asked you questions after the one night you told him not to ask anymore.
It’s never the right time to talk about abuse, you had always thought. However, you found the right time this night. Locked in a tight embrace you didn’t want to escape from, Prompto held you. Held you for hours. He cried more than you did. He promised to protect you. Even if he couldn’t protect you from the past, he refused that day to let anything harm you in the future.
Ignis leaned to you, pressing his smooth lips to your forehead. He has some type of sixth sense that knows when you’re teetering on the edge of upset.
Before you could open your mouth to begin your monologue, he shushed your unspoken words with a small peck to your lips. “One moment my love.” His words are like silk, wrapping you up and holding you tight in warmth.
He stood, stretching when he was finally off the sofa. You watched him with a curious gleam in your eyes. He didn’t ask you to follow when he made his way to the kitchen, but you did regardless.
Without another word, he warmed up a mug of cocoa for you and ebony for himself. He dressed your cocoa with whipped cream, just how you liked it. You took a seat on the counter, the stone cold on your thighs.
He carefully handed you your mug, setting his own next to your legs. “Tell me what’s on your mind, dear.”
How did he always know?
You eyed the whipped cream before taking a small sip of the warm liquid. Never too hot. Never too cold. Everything Ignis did was perfect, even the way he looked at you with such concern and love.
You set the mug down beside him and pulled him close, lacing your fingers together on the back of his neck.
Soft sobs echoed in the quiet flat. Ignis had carried you to the bedroom and settled onto the bed, you pressed tight against his side. He stroked your hair, your back, your arms, whispering sweet nothing’s and comforting words. He admired your strength. Admired that you were able to tell him something so personal. Your sobs slowed, quieted and eventually stopped. Ignis shifted slightly, wrapping his arms around you, holding your head to his chest.
“Thank you Iggy,” your voice barely above a whisper.
“Thank you, my love. Thank you for trusting me,” he kissed the top of your head, murmuring his words to you and himself.
You didn’t expect Gladio to immediately grasp your small hands in his larger ones. He didn’t always catch on to small signs that you wanted to talk, but he was in tune tonight. His amber eyes searched your face.
“Babe what’s wrong? Movie too boring for ya?” He grinned slightly, always using humor to bring your mood up.
You let out a quiet laugh and shook your head. “No Gladdy. Thats not it at all.. Well.. This movie is boring, but that’s not it.”
His smile faltered a bit, noticing the sadness in your laugh. He brought your hands to his lips, grazing your knuckles softly. You watched him with a soft, sad smile. He was so gentle with you. Always ready to listen and care for you. As much as he was a shield to the king, he was yours.
You didn’t cry. You didn’t even flinch when you spoke of your past. You were much stronger than people made you seem. If anything, Gladio was proud. Proud of you. Proud of how far your relationship had come. From a silly training session. To a first date to a book store. To the trust and love you had shared up to this point.
Gladio never released your hands. He never looked away from your eyes as you spoke. You were a goddess to him in this moment. The strongest of all goddesses. You had endured more than anyone ever should and you still sat before him with love in your eyes, strength in your voice.
“I thought I’d never trust anyone enough.. Love anyone enough. And here you are,” you finished your story of the past and smiled at him.
He could only smile back, the treat of tears in his eyes. “I’m here. I’m here and I’ll never leave.”
Aaaaaye, I finally got around to writing that Voltron AU. ;D It was super fun to write. Love both series, so I hope you enjoy the read, my friends!
Noctis Lucis Caelum – Altean Prince, Pilot of the Black Lion
He always did sense that he had
another calling out there in the universe.
He just wasn’t expecting that
calling to be operating a giant robo-cat to save the universe.
He found his place with the Black
Lion, for his fearlessness and his leadership skills make him worthy of the
lion’s trust.
A bit on the lazier side, he still
does his best to be the leader that the universe wants him to be.
A large burden, but something his
father would want him to do.
Altean in origin, Noctis had spent
the past 10,000 years in crystal cryostasis after his father had failed to stop
Emperor Iedolas and his spread of the Galra across the galaxy.
But his fateful encounter with
some strange humans prompted his awakening and his calling to call upon Voltron
to avenge his father.
And bring together the universe.
That too.
He’s got beef with the Galra and
harbors hostilities towards them due to the destruction the empire has caused.
But hopefully he can find a good
compromise with it all.
It’s rare that the two of you get to spend time alone. You’re up late, sharing memories from your childhoods. They tell you a funny story, so you retaliate with one of your own. You quickly realize they don’t find it nearly as normal or entertaining as you do.
Noctis is a little confused. He wasn’t in the situation and he’s never been in one like it, but his immediate reaction is panic just thinking about it. How can you be sitting there laughing?
“Y/N, you don’t always have to laugh things off. You know that, right?”
Prompto’s horrified. Not only did something horrible happen to you, but you’re completely calm about it. He couldn’t imagine being this calm thinking about what you’ve been through. He still gets antsy when he thinks about little things that he’s had to deal with.
“You’re okay now though, right?”
Ignis has the same types of stories. He tells you about things that are actually traumatizing with a straight face. You tell him about your experiences and laugh. Certain things you even bond over, because they’re so similar.
“Gods, the same thing happened to me when I was six!…”
Gladio feels a little awkward, like he does when he talks to Ignis and Ignis laughs about bad things that have happened to him. He knows this is probably a coping mechanism so he’s not going to stop you, but he’s very uncomfortable (but mostly worried).
“That’s… crazy.”
Luna’s sad. You’re so casual when you talk about these things, but they’re terrible. And it’s worse for her because she knows that it must have happened with some type of regularity for you to speak about it like it’s something normal and not something horrible.
“I’ll make sure that never happens to you again.”
Aranea feels bitter on your behalf. You laugh when you think about it now, but she knows that at the time you weren’t smiling at all. She’s bitter, but she’s also impressed because it takes a strong person to be able to laugh at things that have scarred them so deeply.
“You know, you’re allowed to be bitter about things that happened a long time ago.”
Cindy’s both sad and horrified. When you start getting into the nitty gritty details of your story, her stomach starts to ache with anxiety. Half of her wants to believe that you’re okay because you don’t seem upset, but the other half knows that you know those things are terrible.
Noctis is jealous of the fanfic versions of him?? Like Noctis is dorky and soft, but fanfic Noctis is a sex god tbh. You might catch him reading the same stories as you and scoffing later.
“I’m basically this cool, right babe?”
“…”
“Babe.”
Gladio catches you reading a one shot and he literally goes, “I wrote that one.”
Ignis actually does get jealous for a minute, until he remembers you’re reading about him. Then his heart gets warm, because he feels like you must read it when he can’t be there for you.
(Don’t tell him he’s overthinking it, let him have this.)
Prompto’s just confused. There’s fanfics with him? And they’re pretty good? Some of them aren’t too accurate, but he still likes them. He ends up looking up his name on a couple of sites and then squinting at the stories that come up.
“How do these people know I have a big dick? Did you… did you tell them??”
I sent drunk nudes to my group chat once. So have a drabble based on that.
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With your 3rd glass of wine down the hatch, you moved to your bedroom. Without a bra on, your drunken mind decided to be dead set on how strange your breasts were. Sober you never thought anything of how one might be bigger than the other or if one nipple was placed slightly to the left. It wasn’t. But drunk you sure thought you needed an extra opinion.
You stripped yourself of your night shirt, throwing it at the wall with little concern of the picture hanging there.
Shifting your weight side to side in front of the mirror, you eyed your own form. Drunk you admitted to being pretty damn fine, but something about your chest was consuming your thoughts. You grabbed your phone from the pocket of your sweat pants that hung loosely from your waist. A peak of your blue lace underwear, poked out above the hem.
Blue.
Made you think of Prompto’s eyes. Noct’s magic. Iggy’s striped shirt. Gladio’s bruised cheek when he got attacked by a daemon. Drunk you also had a weird train of thought.
‘The boys would know,’ you thought, lifting the phone to the mirror.
You eyed yourself, hair tossed, lips wine-stained, cheeks flushed. You looked ravishing, if drunk you did say so. Without a lick of hesitation, you snapped a couple pictures of your half naked form. In some your back was arched, some your arms pressed your breasts together, creating some dramatic cleavage.
“Aaaaand send!” You pressed the cute little paper airplane icon in the group chat called Chocobitches. Drunk you also named the group chat.
–
The wine had caught up to you some time after taking your saucy selfies. You assumed the boys were in bed since no messages came through.
That was.. Until you woke up the next morning.
Your phone was exploding with vibrations and your cheesy Chocobo call notification sound. With a audible groan, you grabbed your phone.
70 messages
70..
“70 MESSAGES?!” You shot up in bed and immediately opened the group chat. You scrolled up, reaching your barrage of pictures from 3am. “Oh. Oh god no. Nononononono!”
You quickly scanned the group chat. Messages ranged from flustered, concerned and down right raunchy. (We’re looking at you Gladio.)
An apology was typed out as quickly as possible. They probably thought the worst of you by now. Now sober- with a killer headache- you felt your face heat up.
They. Saw. My. Tiddies.
MY tiddies.
Your apology was shut down just as quickly as you had typed it out.
‘Cup o Shield’ popped up first. “Are you kidding?? You’re going to apologize for sending those? Those are hot as hell.”
“Oh god yeah. Wow,” you could almost hear the fluster in the text from ‘Chocoboi’
‘Iggy’ wasted no time in replying to you as well, only adding to your blush. “I have to agree. You look divine.”
‘Prince Pain In The Ass’ only typed out a simple “yeah. Wow.”
You threw your face into your own pillow. Your fingers found the small microphone in the chat. You whispered out a shy, flustered “th-thanks guys.”
Noct, without missing a beat, sent another message. “Would you.. Send us more?”
~My Tumblr Back-Up And Stuffs~ 
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