“I shall keep your friends company until you are ready.”
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“L-Lets go, Marshall.”
Immortal vrs Immortal.
Ardyn only has eyes for one person here though, and Prompto knows that Cor means nothing to him so time to get gone before a fight happens.
There would be a winner and it wouldn’t be Cor.
Later Cor questions Gladio and Ignis about Ardyn, trying to understand the terror that had been pouring off his protege. There’s nothing wrong with a healthy dose of fear – thats what keeps them alive, but the levels coming off Prompto were something else.
We were suspected this for a long time but the Ignis’ DLC
finally validated it: Ardyn has indeed a brother.
We don’t have much informations on this man excepted what
Ardyn says about him: he betrayed him, stole his throne, was jealous of him and
then demonized and bannished him.
From Ardyn’s point of view his brother was not a good guy,
and that’s perfectly normal since he took everything away from him.
We also know that this man was the first King of Lucis as
Ardyn was meant to be, and is Noctis’ ancestor. (Bahamut validated that Ardyn
is part of Noctis’ family and besides they have the same ability to use
Armiger, a power only holds by the Lucis Caelum lineage.)
But maybe we can try to investigate a little more on this
mysterious man…
.
First, we can have a quick look to what FFXV gives to us
about Eos’ past in the Cosmogony.
I think we can all agree that the man in Luna’s Cosmogony
book is Ardyn.
The face is not very precise but you can identify some
similitudes with Ardyn, and the wavy but longer hair can corresponds too.
He has no crown because has never been King, but you can
see perfectly the light that comes out of his hands wich seems to be some magic
power. The aureole of light around his head gives him some « saint »
attitude and informs us on the beneficial nature of his magic, as all the
Messengers kneeling in front of him and the benevolent look of the Oracle
reinforcing this feeling.
If those powers are from the light, you can easily imagine
that it can be Ardyn’s healing abilities.
Now, consider the man on the cover of Cosmogony books:
He is very similar to the one we saw before: long wavy
hair, long coat. But this one has a crown, and someone is giving him a holy
stone.
This picture seems to represent the gift from the Astrals
to humanity, with Bahamut delivering the Crystal to the Lucis Caelum and
healing powers to the Nox Fleuret as depicted in several sources.
We know that this man even if he is very similar to Ardyn
can’t be him because the bestiary and now the Ignis’ DLC clearly specify that
he never became King. And Ardyn tells Noctis that the jealous king that
demonized him was not yet chosen by the Crystal. The Crystal that we see
perfectly here. Given to the first king. I think you understand my point.
This man on the cover of the Cosmogony book is Ardyn’s
brother.
Now let’s consider this option: as the first king this
man probably left an important mark in this world, such as a weapon from the
Armiger. Could Ardyn’s brother be one of the Kings from whose Noctis is
claiming the weapons?
According to Cor and the loading screen of Chapter 10,
the most ancient tomb is at Cartanica, in the Caestino Mine.
[…] However,
according to Cor, the oldest of the royal tombs would be at the bottom of the
mine…
.
The corresponding weapon is the Katana of The Warrior,
which means that the first king was The Warrior ([FR] Le Combattant) as you can
see here in Comrades between the Oracle and the Father:
In the French description of the Katana in the game, it
is specified that it was « the Katana of the most ancient king »,
leaving no doubt about the fact that the Warrior is the first King of Lucis.
And so Ardyn’s brother.
Which means that Ardyn is using his dear brother’s weapon when he has the Armiger.
And we have his physical appearance in Comrades.
.
Wow! I think my mind just blew up.
.
Now let’s go further: Ardyn’s brother was the first King
of Lucis and was chosen in some way by the Crystal.
We know that the only Chosen King is Noctis, so what does
Ardyn mean by « not yet chosen by the Crystal » ?
We know there are 113 Kings and Queens in the Lucis
Caelum family, but only 13 weapons in the Armiger according to Cor.
How is decided which King/Queen will leave a weapon in
the Armiger? It’s probably due to the Crystal.
It’s only a theory, but it could explain why some glaives
are part of the collection and some other not. Because the Crystal decides
which weapon and soul incorporate.
So maybe Ardyn’s brother was « chosen » by the
holy stone to leave his legacy in the Armiger, becoming « The Warrior King ».
Katana of the Warrior
.
The story doesn’t stop here: the description of the
Katana also says that The Warrior King is supposed to have changed brutaly
after the prematurely death of his beloved queen.
That implies that Ardyn’s brother lost his wife in an
unexpected way, deeply transforming him.
Now it’s only theories. You can imagine Ardyn killing
tragically his brother’s wife, or the jealousy of the brother because his queen
was in love with Ardyn, I mean you can put all the crazy stuff you can have in fanfictions
here. We can’t interpret this until Ardyn’s DLC.
But I’m pretty convinced that all the rest is true. The Warrior is the First King of Lucis and Ardyn’s
brother.
What happens when you snuff out the Light? The Darkness rushes to fill the void. Or is it simply that the darkness is always there, waiting? It is the Light that creates a vacuum.
My one entry for @ardynweek, since the rest of week was hell thanks to holiday work flow so I had not a chance to create anything else. So, I went with their Free day. I really enjoyed the whole ‘BEAM ME UP, BAHAMUT’ from Assassins’ Creed: Origins easter egg, so I threw that in here, too.
Wyatt Williams from 6teen (voiced by Jess Gibbons)
Wyatt is the more meek individual of the group who is a talented musician, playing guitar and writing his own songs, and is addicted to caffeine. He is slightly insecure, but is vary compassionate. Depicted as the typical “nice guy” he often has trouble talking to girls he’s attracted to without the assistance of his friends. He also enjoys reading, reciting poetry, and hates country music.
It was bloody freezing out. Checking the dash on your car it read -5°c. The damn heater wasn’t working. Traffic was slow in all the lanes and had come to a halt. You were sleep deprived and you were beginning to feel somewhat pissed off.
Royally.
The people behind you were beeping their horns which only furthered the fury that was building up inside “Beep one more time assholes, I fucking dare you” You muttered, your jaw clenching.
You looked into your rearview mirror to see a short, moustached, grumpy looking old git behind the wheel of his car…
And he was giving you daggers.
So you naturally narrowed your eyes into slits and glared back at him.
Heaven knows why you were both staring eachother down like that when none of this was anyones fault. It’s just a busy road!
The old man knew exactly what you were thinking. The horn beeping had stressed you out and all it would take is just–
BEEEEP
Well what do you know? The old fart did it. He actually went and did it.
And now he’s fucking smiling at you.
Your blood was boiling as you went into a fit of rage.
Undoing your seatbelt, winding down your window and practically climbing out of it to get a good look at him and all the other horn blowers. Your eyes were wide, your nostrils flared. You began shouting and screaming all sorts of profanities.
“What the actual fuck?! I can’t move you assholes! As you can fucking see the traffic has come to a halt!!” You were waving your arms around like madman “So stop beeping your fucking horns!!!”
You then moved your eyes to the old man and curtly stuck your middle finger up at him.
You clumsily got back into your car and began to wind your window up, sighing and feeling a little less stressed now.
“Bad day?” You halted your actions half way as a deep, gruff voice called out in the distance and you saw a big burly man sat in the lane next to you, his tattoo’d arm leaning out from the window of another drivers car. You couldn’t see the driver but you could see him. He had what appeared to be a long scar over his left eye. His hues were a beautiful amber and long brown hair that was shaved at the sides. And of course a smile to die for.
“You could say that” You gripped your hands on the steering wheel and looked forward, feeling utterly embarrassed that you had just done that in front of a ridiculously hot, strapping guy.
“I think you handled that quite well” He said in amused tone.
“I handled it terribly. Most people would just let it go over their head. But me? No. I have to go on a tangem and make a complete arse of myself” You rested your head on the steering wheel and made a whining sound.
“You got guts! I would never have done that!” The traffic slowly started moving forward.
You wanted nothing more than to get out of his line of sight, to hide your face. But alas it had stopped again and he was looking straight at you in the next lane.
You kept yourself busy trying to not look in his direction. You opened the glove compartment and pulled out some fingerless winter gloves. It would of made more sense to finish winding up your window but you felt that your conversation with him wasn’t over. Or at least you didn’t want it to be.
“You cold?” He asked as you slid them over your fingers. The silky feeling warming your palms up.
“Ummm yeah…the heaters not working” You turned the dial again just to double check and looked at him and shrugged when nothing happened.
“Hang on–” He suddenly opened the car door and hopped out.
You figured he was buff by just seeing the top half of him sat in the car, but you didn’t think he would be that buff…
And tall.
He walked right out in front of the traffic, not caring that it might suddenly start moving. You sat opened mouthed as he walked past your wind screen and round to your passenger door. He opened it and quite happily plonked his bum down, pulling the door shut.
You didn’t know what to say or do, you just sat there and stared at him with confusion strewn across your face.
“Lets try this” He started pressing buttons and turning dials, not that it was doing any good.
You began to wonder if he actually had a clue what he was doing.
But something magical happened…
Heat started coming out of the fans. You could feel the warmth quickly flowing into the car and it was bliss “Oh my god, thank you so much! How did you do that?”
“Oh…uhhh…I actually don’t know” He let out a soft chuckle “In fact I know nothing about cars, just thought I’d chance it”
You found yourself smiling at his charm “Well, thank you Sir, you’ve pretty much saved my–”
BEEEEP
“Forfuckssake! Again! Im gunna end that old fart!” You shouted looking back at him. He was throwing his arms up in the air.
“Ummm Miss?” You looked at the man who had a huge grin on his face “The traffics moving”
You looked out the window to realise you had been holding the lane up. For how long you didn’t know because the car in front of you was pretty much out of sight “Oh shit” You lifted the clutch and started driving forward.
You were happily cruising along, no traffic building up, just a nice flow. Taking in the scenic view and feeling somewhat de-stressed.
And then it hit you.
He was still in the car.
You suddenly slammed on the break causing you both to jolt forward “Crap! ” You snapped your head in his direction “Look im gunna be one hundred percent honest with you…I completely forgot you were there”
“Gladio”
“What?” You asked looking in the lane for the car he was originally meant to be in.
“My name. Whats yours?”
You stopped for a second and turned to look at his perfect features, even his scar did him justice “(y/n). My name’s (y/n)”
He smiled and turned to put the seat belt on “I’ll tell you what (y/n). As a favour for me fixing your car and the fact that you just out right kidnapped me why don’t you let me buy you dinner?”
Not only had he got in your car without your permission, he had now put the seatbelt on and made himself comfortable, demanding you go to dinner with him. Smug bast– “Okay”
Of course. How could you refuse dinner with a hunk…
Gladiolus Amicitia – Noctis Lucis Caelum – Ignis Scientia – Prompto Argentum
|*~Sleigh Squad~*|
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[Ah this time something silly! I have seen so many funny/weird xmas themed shirts while online shopping this winter, so I thought I would draw the FF boys in some. Anyway! I hope this is okay! Please enjoy your festive season and please take care!]
I have been watching the hell out of American Horror Story and it actually inspired me to write these. All of the head-canon requests in my inbox are going to get filled, no worries, I just prefer to be a little more thoughtful with the things I write for you guys.
Noctis has a lot of curiosity when it comes to how much blood there is inside of a person and if you happen to be in his line of sight, not only are you unlucky, but you’re not having that open casket.
He’ll absolutely mutilate you, and it’s not because he wants to, he’s just messy with his kills and really doesn’t have a premeditated plan. He must get in, kill, and get out as quickly as possible.
His main goal is to see you bleed and it doesn’t matter what method he uses, so long as he gets to watch the light fade from your eyes.
He got caught right away, but his numbers were high, double digits within the same twenty-four hour period and residential area. He wore no gloves or protective clothing and did not bother to cover his tracks, it just wasn’t on his mind.
Arrested in a bloody Mario Kart shirt; Prompto was so disappointed, it could have been a better game.
When he was questioned about why he murdered innocent souls, he simply replied that it was because he was ‘bored.’
Gladiolus Amicitia
Drug Connoisseur.The ‘good bad guy.’
Definitely not into drugs, but he’ll sell them if it makes him the cash. After his father died, he had to take care of Iris all by himself and got into a rather dark business – but he is good at it and that’s all that matters to him.
He knows most drugs inside and out and – for the most part – and he isn’t ashamed that he does; it’s a part of his business to be smart and educated about his product. He runs a rather diverse network and is careful to keep himself hands-off, as it is important to him to protect his own legality in order to protect his sister.
The guy will sell to anyone, but kids are a no-go; Gladio isn’t that type of man.
If he has to come personally, you’re either a major money client or in big fucking trouble. Gladiolus won’t kill your family, he won’t lay a hand on you, but he will ruin your life and you will never recover.
From the outside looking in, he lives a normal, care-free life. He’s a happy man and he lives lavishly, making sure everyone that he loves can enjoy a good time as well.
Donates to cancer research.
Ignis Scientia
Con Man. Fulfills the ‘perfect crime.’
Everything is carefully planned, victims chosen by meticulous research and study, not a single action is performed without having been first drawn in blueprint.
He’s a master of fooling you into love and out of your well earned cash; if you get in his way, he has no problem snuffing you out and will leave behind not a bit of evidence.
He goes by many names and you wouldn’t know him by his original – the papers all say that man is dead.
This guy steals both money and life away just for the thrill of picking your brain and finding out what makes you tick before he takes away everything you have.
Ignis lives life the way he always has, with grace, cunning, and houses in more countries than you could visit in your poor, tasteless lifetime.
Don’t think he hasn’t been in love, in fact, he still is – with the only man to turn him on his own game, Ravus Nox Fleuret. His beloved supplies him with many of the tools needed to make a swift getaway.
Only diamonds on these hands, boys.
Prompto Argentum
Arms Trafficker. The ‘I do it for the fame.’
Looking for a bit of contraband weaponry? Perhaps you’ve been dying to get your hands on ammunition the government has locked up tight. Whatever your gunmetal desires are, Prompto will provide.
Prompto is a smart man, went to school for business, but he decided the real money and names were where the deals weren’t made legally.
It started out as him just helping a friend, he wasn’t for a real crime scene, but after a few hangups, he just slid into the life – convinced it would make him famous, and it did.
The guy’s never murdered anyone, but man, does he love showing off his guns if he’s threatened and he’s got the right air to make people believe he’d pull the trigger.
Has killer aim and has gotten into a couple of scuffles, but he never shoots to kill, only hinder a man if he’s being chased down. And boy, is he always getting chased down.
Supplies several underground groups and their enemies.
Goes by the street name: Metal Chocobo. It never stuck (and never will), but fuck him if he stops trying.
Ravus Nox Fleuret
Black Market Specialist.The ‘scientist.’
Ravus wanted badly to become a chemist, at first, but waking to his sister not breathing in her bed – it spiraled into something a bit more sinister. He was fearful of her leaving him alone with nothing and the idea of preserving a part of her was more tempting than anything else; he stole her heart, keeps it in a jar.
Eventually, he had to flee home, as he was accused of murdering her. He is currently a wanted fugitive.
Keeping the organ had only made him want for more and more he received, as ridding the streets of the less fortunate was an easy and inconspicuous task – and when he realized the money that was to be made from fresh parts in the underground, he did well to ease himself into the business.
This man has a silver tongue and brilliant mind, he can get himself into and out of any situation given his desires.
He was nearly conned once, but after turning the situation around, he not only fell in love – but they became an unstoppable force and lived a life of dreams.
Iris Amicitia
Burglar. The ‘now you see me, now you dont.’
She’s quick and deadly, having all of the tools of the trade in order to get in and out undetected; her agility and intelligence are unmatched by any in her profession.
Gladiolus gladly supports her and she supports him, however, they’ve agreed that if either of them gets caught, they bear no relation to one another. No one will attempt to save the other out of the fear of them both going down.
Iris lives a perfectly normal life outside of thievery, she has never once been caught and her identity has yet to be revealed. She pursues a degree in teaching and plans to leave the life behind once she takes a position as an educator.
She doesn’t really know why she got into the life of stealing, she doesn’t consider it a good thing and Iris would never blame her brother for influencing her decisions. It was just easy and she is able to give back to charity despite the means in which she does so.
Donates to scholarship and education programs.
Loqi Tummelt
Data Hacker. The ‘I did it for love.’
If he is the one behind the screen, your identity and money is his, as well as all of your secrets.
He used to work for the government, but defected – no one knows of his whereabouts and he prefers to keep it that way, even with his greatest clients.
Mechanical master; he builds all of his own computers from scraps and has no issue leaving them behind if someone is on his tail. Wiping the databases and scramming is an easy task bereft of his fingerprints; he will replace everything himself, as starting from scratch is easiest.
In all honesty, Loqi wants to be noticed, wants to be caught – particularly by a cop named Cor Leonis, whom of which he’s been in love with for nearly a decade.
He’s been with Cor for years and was feeling that they were going to fizzle out if he didn’t do something drastic. The lingering touches were becoming rare, the soft words, nearly non-existent. Loqi cannot stand it, he wishes to be desired as he used to be.
Now, he’s on the run and his longtime flame is chasing after him like never before.
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.
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.
Trying out the Chibi style again since its been forever since I actually drew chibi. It was a fun refresher and I’m proud to say that this is a first where I’ve actually loved my art XD.
@_@” I’ve had this for a while and forgot to post it, I was going through my drives and I was like “what is thaOHYEAHILOVEHER”
I really started getting into art when SA2B was still relatively new and Shadow and Rouge still remain my favorite characters after all these years n____n
The year is 2018. Your bills are on autopay. You just got paid and you still have $1200 from the last check. When you want something, you buy it without moving money around. Your credit cards are paid off. You and your friends have 2 international trips planned and paid for this year. Your parents are in great health and you’re able to help if they need anything. You love your job. Your desired creative career is falling into place and you get to take your little cousins to Six Flags and Universal Studios over the Summer. Your relationships are healthy and supportive. All of the toxic energy from the past 6 years is gone. You going to concerts, eating good across the states and your crib has art and warmth throughout. 2018 is going to be so good to you.
~My Tumblr Back-Up And Stuffs~ 
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