Of course, then there’s me, writing Ignis as a hidden confident sex god in all of my fics because I’ve only ever wanted him to destroy my entire existence LMAO
But in reality, he would be that shy bean that gets turned out by his partner and they dunno what hit em when they come back from work or something and find Ignis with A Look on his face
Cause he’d be that one to greet you home with a loving smile and distract you with a kiss as he ties your arms behind you and takes you for a wild ride in no time
Me: If nobody worked those minimum wage jobs we’d have no supermarkets or restaurants, no factories, and everything would be filthy because nobody would be cleaning it
My dad: Then somebody else would do those jobs
Me: So you’re saying those jobs need to be done? So they’re essential jobs?
My dad: They’re not essential
Me:
Lol I had this same conversation with my dad. He was like “they can be done by high schoolers” – like why??? Why not employ people who need to make an income and pay them a living wage? Also my dad seems to think that high schoolers should be paid less than minimum wage because “they don’t need it”
Like okay if we’re gonna create a need-based salary system, then I sure do have some news for you…
The only way I got a damn chapter out this fast is because I got a mega-boost in creativity and shit half of it out in a day. I never do that. But I got hella caught up in writing action scenes and had a lot of fun doing it!
Also, I know the links for the other chapters are missing at the top (for now); I’m gonna run a Tumblr experiment about that rumor concerning posts with links not coming up in tag searches. After like, a few days of me comparing metrics on the response of this chapter, I’ll plug the navigation at the top, but if you’re new to the story and came across this series just now, you can always go to the masterpost linked in the header of my blog and find the others.
“Iggy,
what’s your status?“
“We’ve
gotten the worst of the mob down on the east side of town, and are
slowly pushing them back.” Static crackled through the
miniature earpiece you wore. “Yet the west wall’s guard may
still be compromised. Are you in route?”
“Yes,”
you huffed out, your legs burning as you covered more distance at an
increased pace than what you were used to. The Lestallum
streets, normally bustling with constant activity, were bare in the
wake of the emergency that set upon suddenly in the everlasting
night, and made it go as smooth as possible, but you had forgotten
how large the city was when you were hightailing it from one end to
the other.
“Be
safe. Stay in contact as you can. Should things settle
sooner than expected, Prompto and I will move to your location post
haste.“
Behold, the phases of mood I went through while writing this shit: 1) Goddamnit I hate every word I’m typing why am I even trying to complete this literally no one cares but you anymore, Hypaa 2) Oh okay this is coming together, but why the fuck am I still writing dialogue I am KILLING MYSELF 3) *weeping* my precious sunshine boy, you are great, I love this chapter, I’m writing FFXV fic after a whole year or so of inactivity, what is life
I just might finish this series before 2019. I just the fuck might.
The
years that passed were relatively uneventful in comparison to the
shock of Noct’s disappearance. Everyone went their separate
ways, under the guise of seeking out the remaining patches of society
and bringing them to central spaces like Lestallum where they would
be safer in the encroaching darkness. It was a task that all of you
were serious about undertaking in the interim of Noct’s return, and
simply switched your combined dedication to the people left on a god
forsaken world. Although the four of you were scattered to the
edges of Eos, you knew your task united you all. It was odd to get
used to; for the first few weeks, it was easy to peer into the
horizon and think that maybe, just maybe,
you saw early morning sunrise coming up in the sky.
But
the night held permanent as well as all of the terrors that came with
it.
Ok HOLY GOD am I proud of this. Honestly if I could’ve put every hour and emotion and everything else I’ve put into this game into this drawing idk what it would be like- but I’m afraid this will have to be enough 😉 For now ;))) Every emotion these characters and this story has brought me, negative or positive, has been an absolute joyride. As many of the staff and other wonderful people who worked on XV have said, the journey won’t be over until the fans are finished with it. So until then I’ll keep up with the hype train and continue with the art and content ;)) Thanks Tabata and Square Enix for this absolute emotional roller coaster. And Happy 2nd Anniversary FFXV! :,)
A story that came out in my mind while I was folding laundry at 5:30am 😂 (I try to make this gender neutral as possible)
But imagine one day. You were just about awake, feeling groggy and your senses were telling you all sorts of wrong. That something was off and you need to get up and investigate now. So you did. The first thing you noticed was that it was incredibly bright. Like the sun just fucking hit you in the eyes and when you looked around. You noticed that it was a fairly huge tent. A magazine could be found laying around next to a messy pile of cards. There was also a map sitting around which you assume is the map of the “world”– you were incredibly groggy that it took you 5 seconds to realize that you were supposed to be in your room, in your bed, air conditioner blasting, curtains closed–
You looked down to see that you were clad in a black t-shirt, a pair of worn out black boxers and your body feels wrong too. Your hands are off, the energy rippling inside was definitely an alien sensation to you– so in a fit of panick, you whimpered and got out, shaking and wishing this is definitely a dream.
Except that it isn’t.
As you stumbled outside of the tent, a sinking feeling went down your stomach as you saw awfully familiar people and someone was talking to you– asking breakfast and although it was afternoon you needed lunch Noctis–
Noctis
You were called Noctis.
And you just had to slap yourself in front of everyone or pinched yourself, whatever to wake you up. You ended up laughing and asking if this was all just one elaborate vivid lucid dream.
Prompto looked downright concerned, hands frozen on his camera. He asked you if you were alright (buddy are you okey? Did you have a nightmare again?). Gladio looked up from whatever he was doing– oh. Oh okey he was checking on their supplies and you were quickly engulfed with fear, anxiety, panic. (He looked so so real…!)
All hell break lose from there as you realized you are Prince Noctis, the magic that was running through your vein was very much real and it was awful. It was already tiring you out in the afernoon and you should feel giddy that you were in a game you were recently obsessed with.
But reality sunk in so fast and you were wondering how were you going to get home. Your heart raced and you just collasped, having a hard time to breathe. Gladio, Prompto and Ignis were hovering over you in one second flat, obviously worried for their prince.
Their king you meant. You realized you took their king’s position.
The chocobros did their best to calm you, Gladio was pretty straightforward and he asked what the hell happened and asked if you needed space.
A calming hum washed over you and it was like saying, “you’re fine, you’re okey. Don’t worry.” The voice belonged to non-other than Noctis himself. Stuck inside his own mind and with you as the one controlling.
You blacked out from there. (Noctis is there just in spectral form. He was pissy you took over his body but seeing you too have no idea wot in the flying fock happened. He couldn’t blame you. The boys can see him but that was after you passed out.)
And things went south from there and a new ot5 is slowly approaching.
In this the bros will slowly go from being wary of you to treating you like a needed comrade, to a friend, close partners and will slowly undeniably fall in love with you as the way you are. (They get annoyed if you have playfully ship them even to the point of daring kisses on the cheeks! But this made the bros realize how deep their connections with each other is. The boys went poly!)
If you have self esteem issue, Prompto and Noctis will beat you the punch and say. “Who cares about how you look? You’re great the way you are!” (Hidden pointed look towards Prom and how you wish to prot e c c)
When you have your head in your ass Gladio will smack you the fuck up and be stern (like a strict bro) but in return he would also give you a lending hand and would joke around and slowly will become protective of you “In a way, you are a civilian. So let me play hero for you.”
Ignis sweet Ignis. He was a silent companion. Constantly there when you are down. Have a sit and he will listen to any problems you have in mind. If things got so bad he will lay your head on his lap and stroke your hair, “Noctis used to be like this when he was just a wee child… It helps… Know that you are not alone.”
They love you the way you are… So that was why when YOU were the one who the crystal wants to be sacrificed to bring the dawn.
Re-post of the second set of headcanons I ever wrote for this fandom! 😀 I’m in the middle of writing that smut series and I’m finally on a roll with it LMAO! It’s coming along well 8) Anyways (throws this fluff at you guys) ENJOYYY! ❤
Noctis would forget everything around him as he holds his baby in his arms- he’s so in love with the small, fragile thing. He wants to protect it and be with it forever. He stares down at the small being, examining it’s small button nose, it’s small yet pudgy rosy cheeks and the vivid blue of its eyes. Small strands of black hair adorn the baby’s scalp, but it appears that it had inherited his s/o’s curly locks.
But then Noctis would frown. Not that it matters, but he has no idea whether his child is a boy or a girl! (Aaaand father of the year goes to…). He turns his gaze towards his s/o, whose eyes are closed from the exhaustion of giving birth. Feeling guilty, Noctis would turn to the helpful midwife beside him with an openly inquisitive expression on his face.
Again, no words are needed. The question on his face is clear. The midwife would laugh openly at the young father’s expense, much to Noct’s embarrassment.
“Congratulations, your Majesty, it’s a boy!”
Noctis would quickly get over his embarrassment and stare down at the small infant in his arms with an expression clearly filled with fatherly adoration. He would want to press a kiss to the baby’s cheek, but he’s afraid his son would awake from the sweet slumber he’s just fallen into. Instead he would just beam down at his slumbering baby before sparing an appreciative glance at his slumbering s/o, a rare occurrence indeed- this surly king hardly shows teeth!
(I just gathered a bunch of my screenshots from various things)
Two years ago I had no idea how much of an impact this game would have on my life. How much I would fall in love with these characters and the world of Eos.
Thank you Square, Tabata, and everyone that put so much time and effort into this game for it to see the light of day.
Thank you to the fans that have created content, forged friendships, and kept the love alive in this fandom.
Two years later, and while we might not have as much to look forward to new content wise as we thought, it’s still going much further then anyone expected it to.
So happy anniversary to a game that has brought so much joy, tears, discussions, friendships, and inspiration to so many people across the globe.
I mean, basically. Like she ate the apple first, but God ain’t tell her not to eat the apple, He told Adam not to eat that shit and Adam was like “Okay, but Evenate it too” and that’s why we got student loan debt and shit
So I did the lines for this like a year ago and I can’t really remember
why anymore, BUT older chocobros as my favorite glam rockers??? Except
Gladio because og 70s glam didn’t really work for him, so I made him 80s
glam metal ¯_(ツ)_/¯
My drawing process has changed so much over the last year since I got a
new tablet, plus it’s been like… a year of not looking at it, so NOT
letting myself fix everything was super annoying, lol. I did change
Noctis’s face though bc I really hated the original.
(A/N) Sorry if this looks super weird! I’m laying in bed writing this on my phone instead of laptop so it’s all in mobile format. If it bugs me enough in the morning I’ll edit it and make it better lol! I also decided I wanted to make outfits you could wear for each character! If you don’t like them or don’t want to use them just forget about them! Either way I love these boys and I’m super sad to say goodbye to Final Fantasy XV. It’s been one of my favorite games and it’s really made me get back into final fantasy again ever since I put it down a while ago! Anyways I hope you all like it!!!
Warnings: Slight swearing and suggestiveness (Gladio ofc)
Pairings: Noctis x Fem!Reader, Ignis x Fem!reader, Gladio x Fem!Reader, Prompto x Fem!reader
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Noctis Lucis Caelum
You were out for a run in Insomnia on a brisk fall day. The wind was whistling through the tall buildings and people were huddling in their light jackets with coffees and hot cocoas. As you cross a busy intersection, buses and cars beeping and signaling to each other, you feel something nipping at your shoelaces. You mentally freak out as you slow down to a stop and look down. A small grey dog with beautiful orange eyes and a stripe across its nose stared up at you, tongue lolling from its mouth. The dog sat and continued to stare at you, its eyes almost putting you in a trance and tail swaying from side to side.
“Umbra? Umbra!!” You heard a mans voice call from behind you. You break the eye contact to spin around, dog still sitting at your feet. Your met with a raven haired man, from what you know the prince of Lucis himself, Noctis Caelum. You freeze on the spot, looking at him a tad bit confused and nervous. He gives you a bashful smile and looks down at the dog.
“Sorry about Umbra. I was taking him for a quick walk before I send him back to Luna, and he broke his leash. It was weird, he saw you and just charged after you,” Noctis explained “Anyways, I’m Noctis, and that’s Umbra.” He waved his hand at the dog before stuffing it in his pocket.
“It’s alright! He’s such a sweet dog I really don’t mind!” You smile at him nervously and he blushes. His hand shoots up to rest behind his neck as he half smiles at you. There’s an awkward smile as he looks at you expectantly. “OH!! I’m y/n! Sorry!” You giggle, mentally facepalming for being so anxious in front of the prince. He chuckles and goes to grab Umbra’s collar.
“Well I’ll let you get back to your run I guess, sorry for bothering you,” he turns and begins to walk away before stopping and turning to face you “It’s getting cold, how about some cocoa? There’s a nice cafe down the street if you wanna meet me or something.” He bashfully looks down at the sidewalk as you sit there quietly for a moment, blushing. Did the prince just ask me out??
“Uh… Sure! I’ll be waiting there! See you in a few?” You reply, patting yourself on the back for not stumbling over your words. Noctis nods at you, a small smile rising onto his face as he turns and walks away. You turn and walk in the direction of the cafe, a little extra pep in your step.
Ignis Scientia
You had recently picked up a new job at your towns library, stoking bookshelves and helping customers find the right books. It was getting late, so you shooed off your co-workers for the night, knowing it couldn’t get much busier than it was at the moment. After the last of your co-workers left, you grabbed a can of ebony coffee, wandering to the back of the library near the fireplace where a few students sat on computers surrounded by books. You smile at each of them, grabbing some books left around and putting them back where they belong. Hearing the bell on the door of the library ring, signaling a customer entering, you start towards the front of the store. As you find your way to the front, you spot a tall and lean man facing away from you at the front counter. You slip in behind the counter as the man looks down at you with a gentle and friendly smile as you set the coffee down. He looks at the coffee dreamily before looking back at you.
“Good evening, sir! My name is y/n, how may I help you?” You say, smiling at him. He holds eye contact for another moment before his eyes wander around the store, as if he’s in thought. He looks back into your eyes.
“Good evening, I’m searching for a new cookbook, maybe one I haven’t used before, do you know where you can find one?” You can see the excitement in his eyes as he talks, obviously showing his love for cooking. You smile widely and nod, waving him over.
“Of course! I’ll bring you to them, just follow me!” You happily state, grabbing your coffee and shimmying your way back onto the main floor. He walks with immense purpose behind you, not failing to get more than 3 feet away from you. “So you like to cook, huh?” You state to break the silence.
“Oh I love to cook. It’s always thrilling coming up with a new recipeh,” (I had to I’m sorry) he says proudly as you admire him. “I cook for my close friends when we go on trips, which is what we’ve been doing as of the past few weeks. You like Ebony coffee? I do as well ” Your eyes move to the now empty can in your hand and light up. You nod vigorously.
“I LOVE Ebony! It’s not very healthy but it’s so addictive I can’t stop,” he nods and smiles as you speak. “The cookbooks are right up here, if you don’t mind me asking, what are you on a trip for?” You say, stopping at a bookshelf lined with about two dozen cookbooks.
“A friend of mine is getting married. Instead of flying, we decided to drive to the venue in Altissia. That’s how we found ourselves in your quaint little town for the night.” He looks down at you for a moment before scanning the cookbooks before him, grabbing one. You give him a gentle smile and escort him back to the counter. He reaches into his pocket to fish out some money when you stop him.
“No need for that,” You smile, “You’re probably the nicest person I’ve had to help, and I can tell you’re excited. Just bring the book back before you leave!” You shake his hand gently and he smiles at you with appreciation.
“Thank you miss y/n, I’ll be back tomorrow. I’ll see you soon.” He waves at you before beginning to step out the door.
“Hey!-“ you start.
“Ignis Scientia. My name’s Ignis.” He finishes and you blush. You reach underneath the counter and pull out two Ebony coffee cans, tossing one to Ignis. You raise yours in a ‘cheers’ fashion before cracking it open. He smiles and blushes, excited to see you again.
“See you soon!!!” You yell out of the closing door, excitement building at the chance of seeing this man again.
Gladiolus Amicitia
Hopping out of your friends car, you make your way to the beach. A warm summer breeze complimented the setting sun over the horizon, a few sailboats scattered about. You smile at your friends before running on the sand to a small spot with a premade campfire. As you run to the campsite, you pass four guys sitting in lawn chairs chatting around the fire. One of the guys maintains eye contact with you, smirking at you as you pass. You get to the campsite, a little place between the water and a volleyball net, and set up camp. Your friends join you, all grabbing sodas and unfolding the chairs around the lit fire. The sun finishes setting as the full moon rises, basking the sand in an almost dreamlike glow. All of the sailboats have left the water and you decide you want to go for a swim. You tell your friends and set off to the water, dipping your feet in the shallows. You grab a few seashells, washing them off and putting them in your bag before wading up to your stomach in the warm water. After a while of wading around, watching the fish, you go back to the shallows and are shocked to find someone already there. It’s the man from earlier, his pants are rolled up to his knees and he’s looking at you.
“Uh… hi?” You state, confused. You notice the scar across his face, and his amber eyes glow under the moonlight. He smiles at you with closed eyes, his rough looking exterior looking more cute and soft. His feather-like tattoos shine over his muscles as he uncrosses his arms.
“Hey! Nice night huh?” He says happily, his smile growing as he looks into your eyes. “We’re not from around here, from Insomnia actually. I’m Gladio. What can I call the pretty lady?” He looks at you expectantly as you sit shocked.
“Oh… geez it’s y/n.” You reply, a little bit embarrassed and still blushing. He takes your hand and smiles before kissing the back of it. You hear some cheers in the distance, supposedly from his friends.
“Don’t mind them, we’re on a road trip.” He says as you giggle. He drops your hand as you continue the small talk for a while. He constantly steals glances at you and your body. (Classic Gladio lmao)
“Y/N!!!!” Your friends call towards you. You look in their direction, as they step out of the tent into the light of the fire. You wave and look back to Gladio with an apologetic look.
“I gotta get going, it was nice meeting you Gladio!” You smile at him and wave as you jog away, back to the campsite. He stood there in a dreamlike state before making his way back to his friends.
“Damn,” he tells them “hopefully I’ll see her again. In my tent maybe” (wink wonk)
Prompto Argentum
(HES SO CUTE LOOK)
Wandering around the pens at Wiz’s Chocobo post, you were feeding each of the little yellow chicks, teaching them to be more responsive to humans. You had taken a summer job working at the post for your old friend Wiz, and it was an absolute dream. You loved working with all of the birds and being able to groom and ride them whenever you wanted. That was, until the Behemoth reared it’s ugly head around the post. All of the birds were so frightened they wouldn’t leave their barn, not even to visit customers and newcomers. Wiz was forced to let go a ton of employees because the Chocobos were unable to work, but he decided to keep you around to make sure everything was clean. A few weeks had passed and you were sad that none of the chocobos were excited to see you like they normally were. All you wanted was for them to feel comfortable in their pens again. Since there was no sign of them getting any better, Wiz decided it would be your final day at the post, as he would be closing down.
“C’mon guys!!! I wanna see the Chocobos!!!!!!!” You heard a male voice in the distance. You turned to see a bouncy blonde male in royal guard attire bounding down the hill to the post, three other black-clad men following close behind. You almost didn’t have the heart to tell the guy that the Chocobos weren’t available.
“Sorry guys,” you started “but the Chocobos are out of service.” The blonde gives you a sad look and his shoulders slumped, you swear you could see tears forming in his eyes. “You see, a few weeks ago, a beast showed up around these parts. It frightened the birds so much they won’t leave the stables! Sadly, today is Wiz’s last day as the post owner, we’re shutting down after dawn.” You explained sadly. One of the other men approached you.
“What if we do something about this beast? Out Prompto here was dying to see the Chocobos.” He states as you glance at the blonde boy. He nods with his bottom lip jutting out. You look back up at the tattooed brunette, with starry eyes.
“You’d do that?! We would be so grateful! You boys look awfully capable of getting rid of the behemoth for us!” You scan the group in admiration. “We’ll give you free chocobo rides if you’d like!” The group nods, starting to walk down the hill, in the direction of the Behemoth.
Night had fallen and you were nervous the boys got hurt. No word had come from them and the Chocobos were still nervous. You felt hopeless watching Wiz pack up his things until you hear a rumbling and a loud roar, before silence. The Chocobos around you perked up, and began to stand one by one. They began to rile up, and you grab their leads, running them outside to their pens. Wiz looks at you amazed and you hear footsteps coming from the woods. The four boys from earlier emerge, filthy and sweaty, but with huge smiles across their faces as they see the Chocobos. The blonde rushes to one of them, and begins petting them as the others go to Wiz. You wander up to the blonde, smiling at the faces he’s making at the chocobo.
“Hey! Prompto, right?” He looks at you and nods before blushing. “I just want to personally thank you for saving my birds. They mean a lot to me and I can tell you love them as much as I do.” You say, reaching to the Chocobo in front of Prompto.
“Yeah, I mean, of course! I really like these guys, they’re soooo cute! We came a long way to see them!” He pointed down to his outfit and smiled at you. In the distance, you failed to notice the rest of his group watching the two of you. Prompto stopped petting the Chocobo and you exchange glances. You both chuckle awkwardly before you speak.
“So uh, wanna go for a little ride with me?” You ask nervously, but not breaking eye contact. He shuffles nervously before nodding.
“Yeah… I’d really like that!” He says happily, grabbing the reigns of the bird. You both jump onto your Chocobos and start off into the woods, exchanging happy small talk and glances.
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This took a LOT longer than I was expecting lmao. I love how it turned out though and it was super fun to make! I hope you all like it! Sorry if there’s any mistakes, I’ll fix them later if I see them.
I will admit, that I started this message to you several times, and the way I am writing the opening sounds too–impersonal. As much as I would like to, I am unsure if starting this off with ‘my darling friend’ is such a way to go either….
But what you are feeling is something I understand fully. Especially when I used to work for Mr. Han. Do not get me wrong, being his assistant was a wonderful opportunity, and the fact that he trusted me to get the job done was something else that would push my drive forward to get things done well, and efficiently.
…but I want you to remember somethings that used to help me when I would feel as you do:
Pursuing your dreams takes enormous courage, and remember too that your happiness depends on what makes your soul sing…
These are the quotes that I live by now, that you yourself taught me in a way. I want you to take them to heart as well. I know that things feel overwhelming now but I can tell you that it does, and will get better.
And please remember that you have my shoulder to lean on whenever you need it.
Saturday nights were theatrical plays in the Scientia Mirabile household. They all had to get used to it. If there was a guest, he had to play alone too. So it was a little of a surprise when Talcott presented the hat of characters to Gladio and the older man raised a brow.
“I’m not the bad guy by default?”
“Daddy is the mean bad guy, uncle Gladdy! He kidnaps Mommy all the time!”
Gladio looked at small Aglaea explaining the facts as Carmen winked his way. Play alone by the house rules. Any further questions were responded by the enthusiastic offspring of the hosts before the scene unfolded.
At least Gladio could thank Talcott for giving pointers of the scenes as it unfolded, because damn, Ignis was very into his own character. That chilling deep and rich laugh as he hid half of his face with a burgundy blanket-makeshift-cape was award deserving. Carmen playing the damsel in distress so comfortably resting on Ignis’ chest so Aglaea could save her was endearing.
“Sir Gladiolot! We need to rescue Miss Carmina quickly!”
Aglaea must have inherited her father’s drama skills because with a plastic princess wand she was a formidable and capable soldier. Serious expression and all.
“A foolish man shan’t take what is mine. This lady is to stay within my palace’s walls!”
Damn Iggy, that mocking look on his eyes made Gladio smirk in a challenging way.
“Big words for a worn like you, Ignisus. She’ll return to me soon, mark my words!”
“Sir Gladiolot!” Came Carmen’s sad calling, hand stretched as to make a point. Her expression sold the need to be rescued and almost made Gladio blush.
Those two were tricksters! Focus, Amicitia!
The scene of the battle played along with the action it required. The battle cries and soft gasps of surprise and nerves made it all worthy until the final moment was to be done. Carmen was now within his embrace, doe eyes and pink cheeks reminding Gladio that she pinched her face to look that way. That was not their first role-play. It was time for him to make the experience a golden one as the end neared and-
“Carmina, you’ll always be safe with me.”
But silence was the only thing that came to him as he delivered his words. He looked at each and every single participant and felt heat rise to his face as he coughed. He did it with emotion and intensity. Where was the problem?!
“Gla-Gladio, sir. That was-”
“Horrible.”
Talcott wanted to complain to ease the blow on Gladio’s behalf but Carmen was already laughing behind a hand.
“Look to the actress while you deliver your heartfelt message, Gladio. You must convey the sentiment not only by the words but by the actions. Look.”
And while Ignis was by far the most infuriating and cocky bad guy he had the opportunity to challenge- no wait- Well, he was good at convincing with his performance, Gladio was reminded how he had grown in confidence as he asked Carmen to move around and face him for him to gently cradle her face in the palm of his hand. His eyes met hers and the intensity of their bond made Gladio almost look to the side to avoid interrupting such an intimate moment.
“You’ll always be safe with me.”
And by the Cup Noodles he ate the night before, he almost felt like blushing and groaning as Carmen’s face softened and Ignis leaned in to kiss her lips in the tamest and prince like way possible.
“Daaaaddy! You are not the Prince!”
Of course Ignis Scientia wouldn’t allow him to kiss his wife.
♥️ [Suddenly feels around the bed to search for the other’s hand / body when they’re sleeping]
It had been a couple of days of dealing with a lot of new details and handicaps on their lives.
No more seeing. No more talking.
The stress a battle brought upon a body was both taxing and uncomfortable to get used to.
As not knowing his surroundings made him bump and fall. As dizziness made her sway and stole her consciousness away.
Nights were growing a little longer as was loneliness.
Recovering time, they said. Withering time, it was.
So it was difficult to reach around at night to meet not familiar sinuous curves or lean strong planes but the cold embrace of solitude and the monsters of self-deprecation.
Incomplete. Monster.
But there would be a time where their hands would meet the other and the warm of that longed embrace would lull them back to sleep, like in those nights where their lives were simpler and peaceful.
Or when they decided their broken pieces could still fit together and make them whole again.
♥️ “You’re the best thing to have ever happened to me.”
There were times in the year were, yes, there was a lot to do, and no, there wasn’t a single break to go for a cup of tea outside the office. Paperwork had to be done before the Council meeting and preparation had to come together to make the Holiday Ball a success by all means.
But Carmen was going to grow bald from all the papers and typing and planning-
The phone ringed and Carmen could’ve perfectly disintegrated the thing with how strong her glare was.
“Head councilman Amicitia’s office. I’m Carmen. How may I help you?”
“Why, thank you. May I be granted permission to enter the office?”
Wait a moment.
“Ignis?”
“Good evening. I won’t inconvenience you for long. It’s merely a delivery I wish to do.”
Carmen bit into the bottom of the pen and breathed in to tone down the rising blush on his face upon having his voice tickle at her ear.
Searching and pressing the button to unlock the door, the beep and metallic hiss allowed the door to open and there he was. Ignis Scientia in the flesh carrying a box.
Carmen didn’t give him much thought as Ignis locked his phone and slid it into his breast pocket. He was swift in approaching her and kissing her temple before handing her the sleek dark brown box.
“Open it.” He murmured while fixing his glasses, taking a step back.
Carmen easily slid the bow off and opened the top. Her eyes grew like saucers upon the feast in front of her and the aroma was straight out of heaven!
Chocolate truffles!
With a single hand clap, Carmen graced him with the brightness smile that soon got cut by biting the bottom of her lips. She didn’t need been told twice to try one.
The fine texture of the chocolate, the decorative rain of coconut scraps on top, the sound as she sank her teeth on it and the cover cracked to give way to a creamy filling. Hm~!
“You’re the best thing to have ever happened to me~”
Carmen said it with so much conviction and with the most delighted moan that left Ignis thinking.
Insomnia at winter had one of the most beautiful sceneries ever with the frosted veil of snow upon the immense towering skyscrapers and the overall dark look of the city at night. It was truly a work of art.
What made the walk even more interesting, beside the chance to finally walk hand in hand donning their winter clothing, was the holiday decorations hanging above their heads and in every shop and store they passed by.
Casting a look at him fixing his scarf over his rose tinted nose, Carmen gave him a sweet smile and pointed at the coffee shop a few feet away. Ignis gave her hand a squeeze through the thickness of their gloves to convey his agreement when a rush of cold wind took them by surprise.
Despite the thickness of her thighs and coat, Carmen shivered with an audible whine, curling on herself to avoid most of the impact… Until Ignis pulled her to his chest, shielding her whole body under the protection of his longer coat. He stood the onslaught of the chilly breeze on his back as his bigger frame and hold on her kept her warm.
Ignis breathed and looked down upon feeling her arms circling his waist, the side of her face pressing onto the spot between his chest and shoulder.
As the gust of wind faded, they remained like that for a couple of seconds more. Carmen took the advantage to feel more of what her ears picked up and moved back enough to untangle her arms about him and rest her hands over his chest, right where his heart was pounding.
“What happened to you, darling?”
Carmen said with humor in her voice, her palms rubbing over the softness of the fabric the turtleneck was made off as to calm the racing heart inside his chest.
Ignis only chuckled and lightly shook his head to finally pull her close and kiss her forehead.
“This is your doing. I’m afraid you make my heart beat this quick any time you are close to me.”
If you are afraid to talk to me because you are under the impression I’m too cool for you, please don’t be.
Not only are preventing yourself from talking to someone who you think is cool you are preventing me from talking to a cool person and making friends and I like friends.
If you are reading this, this is a personal invitation to talk to me. You don’t have to be witty or clever. Just say Hi. literally that’s all you have to say.
1. Change your perspective. Try writing from a different point of view. Sometimes that helps you open new doors and figure out different things for your WIP.
2. Change your surroundings. Sometimes writing at the same place all the time can get super boring. Change it up.
3. Move. This sounds cliche, but a little bit of exercise goes a long way. Plug in your headphones, put on some favorite music or a podcast, and go for a walk. I do my best writing after a session at the gym.
4. Reward yourself. I was never good at telling myself, “Do this thing and you can have a cookie afterwards.”. So instead, I made the thing be a part of the reward. If you aren’t feeling like writing, make yourself a cup of that favorite tea and drink it as you write. Or put on a favorite show in the background. Make the experience fun.
5. Just write. Sometimes, we all just have to force ourselves to do things we don’t want to do. And once you get started, it gets a lot easier. I promise.
The best part of being a fanfiction writer is when you make friends with other fanfiction writers, who show you things they’re secretly working on before AO3 gets to read them. And you’re so excitedly happy for them and their beautiful secret project that it actually hurts a little.
If you are gonna leave an unsolicited, negative commentary on my creation as a comment, a reblog, or in tags; chances are, I’ll delete the comment and block you without warning. Creators don’t make things for you, we make them for ourselves and we share them with you. We do not have neither the time nor the inclination to listen to insipid, trite blubberings about why something is wrong or why you hate it. Don’t like something? Don’t reblog, don’t comment, move on. Quite frankly, your “piping hot tea” is nothing to write home to mumsy about.
Frankly speaking, it’s annoying to open your activity page and see tags like these “omfg I fucking hate [insert a fatuous, inane nickname people have assigned to a character because they dislike them despite that nickname in no shape or form reflecting the character themselves] #they can choke #OP can choke too for including them #but the rest of this is pretty valid tbh”. This isn’t ‘constructive criticism’ or whatever that lot thinks they doing when they leave broadsides like that. That is just unnecessary and a hundred percent unhelpful. You don’t like something? Make a separate post on your own blog, instead of engaging the creator with a commentary they definitely will not appreciate.
Creations aren’t made by The Void, they aren’t produced in a factory by emotionless robots. They’re made by people, who decided to share something they’ve made with you. So don’t be a dick to creators.
Friendly reminder to not punish yourself for creating.
Can you elaborate on what you mean by this?
I have a tendency to beat myself up whenever something I make doesn’t meet my expectations (which is always). The result is that finishing something = bad feelings: I am effectively punishing myself for having created something. The natural reaction to this punishment is an aversion to creation, meaning that my perfectionism is harming me, not only by causing me to despise what I do make and by impeding the creative process, but by attacking even my desire to create.
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Who said “I love you” first – Pharah; it’s when Jesse was injured and ended up in critical condition. She would visit him every day and eventually confessed. Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background – I could see them both having a picture of them together as the background for any personal phones they have. Maybe a picture they took on a date or during a get together. Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror – McCree; it’s usually hearts or something equally cheesy but Pharah smiles all the same. Who buys the other cheesy gifts – McCree; he once buys Pharah a plush eagle because it reminded him of her. “They didn’t have any stuffed falcons.” Who initiated the first kiss – McCree; Pharah was the one who confessed her feelings for him and Jesse confirmed them with a kiss once he was feeling better and out of CC, Who kisses the other awake in the morning – Pharah; she tends to wake up early for work-outs/work so she’ll kiss Jesse’s cheek before she gets up, even if she won’t be able to see him until later. Who starts tickle fights – McCree starts them…but it’s definitely Pharah who finishes them. Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower – McCree; Pharah tends to take quick showers so he has to ask. Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch – Since they can’t really do this sort of thing, McCree will tend to bring Pharah coffee when they’re at home and she’s busy with work. Who was nervous and shy on the first date – Neither of them are shy or nervous – they’re both kind of just happy to be going on a date with the other. Who kills/takes out the spiders – McCree prefers to kill spiders and get it over with while Pharah will usually put them in a cup and throw them outside. Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk – McCree may be the alcohol loving gunslinger but Pharah can’t really hold her liquor. She tends to get overly clingy and affectionate when she gets drunk.
Who said “I love you” first – McCree, though Widowmaker called him a fool for doing so. Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background – Widowmaker, though not out of sentiment. She’d be more or less trying to get used to McCree’s visage once she realizes her feelings have started changing toward him. Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror – McCree would, though Widowmaker never really reacts to them, at least to his knowledge. Who buys the other cheesy gifts – McCree would go for the usual bouquets and flowers. Widowmaker will say ‘thank you’ to these but anything else just gets him a tired stare. Who initiated the first kiss – Widowmaker; it was more of a distraction kiss than anything but it did spark some attraction. Who kisses the other awake in the morning – McCree; he just likes doing so and Widowmaker doesn’t complain so he keeps doing it. Who starts tickle fights McCree used to, until he realized that Widowmaker wasn’t ticklish at all. Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower – Widowmaker doesn’t usually ask but McCree will always ask beforehand if he can join in. Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch Not work, but Widowmaker will sometimes bring McCree some of her cooking, insisting that he eat it and develop a finer palette. Who was nervous and shy on the first date – McCree; only because he’s not used to not being able to read someone’s face. Widowmaker gives no facial cues to whether she’s annoyed, enjoying herself, or whatever. It takes him some time to get back to his usual laid back self. Who kills/takes out the spiders – Widowmaker. Even if she was scared of them as a child, there’s something oddly calm about dealing with spiders. They just want to be left alone – a bit like her. Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk – McCree; Widowmaker can’t get drunk anymore but she wouldn’t let herself get to such a state even if she could. Though she tends to pretend she doesn’t know McCree if he makes a spectacle of himself.
Yeah…it’s actually kinda annoying, lmao. .___.;;;; I can only handle so much McCree. Was kinda hoping for a few of my other fave ships ;__; Preferably NOT with McCree. But since Meicree is cute, I don’t mind doing it. Who said “I love you” first – I could see both of them saying it mutually, like they waited for a time where they both felt like it was right to say it. Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background – McCree would have a picture of him and Mei together, while Mei would have a picture she took of Snowball while they wore McCree’s hat. Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror – Mei writes notes in Chinese and smiles when McCree whines that he can’t read them so it isn’t fair. She assures him that they’re sweet notes. Who buys the other cheesy gifts – Both buy each other gifts. Mei tends to get him things that remind her of him, like a small potted cactus or little figurines that are cowboy/western themed and McCree will always buy her a souvenir from places he’s been. Who initiated the first kiss – Mei did, though it was only on the cheek, it was more than enough to throw her interest out there. The kisses begin to build up from there. Who kisses the other awake in the morning – Mei often has trouble sleeping so sometimes she’ll wake up earlier than McCree. Therefore, she wakes him up with kisses to the cheek. Who starts tickle fights – Mei usually does but it never turns into an all out fight, more of a reason to just get close to one another and snuggle afterward. Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower – McCree always asks, and Mei is really too embarrassed to ask such a request, though if she ever gathered the courage, she’d be really nervous about it. Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch – Mei would surprise McCree, though she’ll usually give him food that she made, and ask him if he likes it. He always does. Who was nervous and shy on the first date – Mei was nervous and shy because she hasn’t been on a lot of dates before but McCree likes to reassure her that he’s there because he genuinely wants to enjoy his time with her and hopes that he can show her a good time. Who kills/takes out the spiders – Mei doesn’t like spiders but she doesn’t ask McCree to kill them, either. She’ll usually ask him to take them out for her and he’s more than happy to. Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk – Both would, even if it would take McCree longer to get drunk than Mei.
Who said “I love you” first – Mercy is the one says it but Roadhog immediately reacts. He wasn’t really sure how to put words to the feelings he had toward the doctor but when she said, he knew. He doesn’t respond verbally, but he gently cups her face, as if thanking her, hoping his touch will express what he can’t with words. Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background – I can’t see Roadhog or Mercy carrying around a personal phone but I could them both having a picture of one another to hold close. Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror – Again, can’t really see Mako or Angela doing this sorta thing, but I could see them writing on one of those whiteboard magnet things. 🙂 Who buys the other cheesy gifts – Angela would pick things up from the places she visits. She knows Mako has a fascination with those pachimari characters, so whenever she sees one, she’ll end up buying one for him, whether it’s a sticker or keychain. Who initiated the first kiss – Mercy was the one who initiated, though that’s not to say that Mako didn’t want to kiss her, but he’d rather keep his feelings to himself because that’s the kind of man he is. Who kisses the other awake in the morning – Angela likes to rouse Mako awake on the rare mornings where he sleeps in with kisses on the forehead. Usually, it’s the other way around, with Mako kissing Angela’s cheek which is enough to wake her, but he usually tries to do so gently so she can continue sleeping and he wants her to get rest. Who starts tickle fights – They’ll both occasionally poke one another or Mercy will drag her fingers down his arm in a playful manner, especially if they’re “angry” at one another. But before Mercy can get mean with her pokes, Mako can just easily grab her and they’ll both laugh it off. Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower – Asking is pretty much necessary since Mako is a big guy so spontaneously joining for showers might not work in their favor. Still, the times they both want to share, it’s usually set up with a more romantic mood in mind. Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch – Mako; Mercy is not much of a cook (read: not at all). But this is one of the few things from his life as a farmer that he enjoys picking up again. He experiments with different ingredients that he knows Angela enjoys. Mako is all too pleased to keep the busy medic fed. Who was nervous and shy on the first date – I would say they’re both a bit nervous the first time they attempt to do anything serious, such as a date! It’s almost cute – Mercy hasn’t been on many dates (that weren’t pity dates to be quite honest) and Mako hasn’t even thought about dating ever since he joined the ALF. In the end, they ignore the typical dating advice and just go out and enjoy things they both like. Who kills/takes out the spiders – Mako is surprisingly gentle with the creatures, easily picking them up and letting them back outside. There are tons of spiders in Australia, a few of them venemous, so Mercy worries about it and gets skittish when there’s a huntsman around, so she’s appreciative that Mako will take them out. Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk – Angela. Although she doesn’t get drunk often, I can see her being a happy drunk and practically climbing Mako to kiss his cheeks and claim how much she loves him. Mako sighs but no one sees the blush to his cheeks under his mask.
Sure! I was wondering why no one had sent in WidowHanzo, Hanmei, or Hanmetra. ;.; Those are some of my top faves!
Who said “I love you” first – It takes them quite a long time before either of them are ready to say anything but it’s eventually Hanzo that says it. It’s quiet, almost unspoken, but he’s completely sincere in his confession. Claiming he’d do anything to protect her follows his admission. Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background – Hanzo has a picture of Amélie he took one morning where she’s holding the sheet around her frame, her hair down and messy, but none the less gorgeous. She’s facing the rising sun, the colors splaying over her profile makes for Hanzo’s favorite photo he’s ever taken of her. Likewise, Amélie has a picture of Hanzo she took when they went out for a date in Paris one evening. He was dressed rather handsomely and seeing the picture reminds her how much she enjoyed her evening with him. Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror – Out of the two, Amélie would be more the type to do so, though they are mostly done as mindless notes and nothing specific or direct to Hanzo. Sometimes she’ll write random words in French, like ‘love’ and ‘freedom’. When Hanzo finds these, he’ll respond by writing the corresponding kanji next to hers. Who buys the other cheesy gifts – Neither – they wouldn’t dare. And they have more class than that. If they ever buy gifts, it’s something worth their time and something they know they’ll enjoy and preferably, something they can share, such as an expensive bottle of wine or sake. Who initiated the first kiss – Amélie; their first kiss happened to be when Hanzo admitted his love for her. She couldn’t find the words to reply but she responds with a kiss, her hands holding his face while she leaned in to show the archer her true feelings. Who kisses the other awake in the morning – Both tend to wake up around the same time – it comes with being trained to sense the slightest movements. However, that doesn’t mean they don’t stay in bed for a moment longer, simply planting small kisses on one another’s lips, Hanzo tucking Amélie’s hair behind her ear and her stroking his beard. Who starts tickle fights – Widowmaker isn’t ticklish and Hanzo isn’t the type to just randomly start tickling someone. But one morning, while they’re resting, she lets her fingers drift over his side, to which Hanzo made a strange noise, almost like a choked laugh. Even after he seems embarrassed at his reaction, Amélie simply chuckles, leaning in to whisper something in French to her lover. Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower – Hanzo always asks but it’s not often that Amélie refuses, simply moving her hair over her shoulder and telling him to wash her back. Widowmaker never asks Hanzo (she tends to already know when Hanzo wants to be left alone) so he’s more than willing to make room for her when she opens the shower door and invites herself in. Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch – They don’t surprise one another but they do make dinner for the other. Both Amélie and Hanzo are used to cooking for themselves so it’s nice to cook for someone else they actually want to cook for. Hanzo appreciates the different, sophisticated flavors that comes with French cuisine and Amélie enjoys the balance of Japanese meals. Who was nervous and shy on the first date – I’d like to say that it was Hanzo, though it doesn’t show from outward appearances. It manifests more in his thoughts that he’s not good enough for Widowmaker. The only thing she has to do is tell him that she wouldn’t be wasting her time if she wasn’t interested and that gets Hanzo out of his funk, then only intent on making sure Amélie enjoyed herself. Who kills/takes out the spiders – Hanzo and Amélie both take out spiders – they’re rather gentle with the arachnids. It’s something they both appreciate about the other. Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk – Hanzo is the one that tends to get drunk since it’s nearly impossible for Widowmaker to do so. He won’t go shouting his love from the rooftops but he does get a bit more bold, commenting on her beauty and how lucky he is to have her. Luckily, Hanzo only drinks himself into a stupor in the privacy of their shared apartment, so he never makes a lovesick fool of himself to anyone else.
Bless both of you 💕 I’ve been having a lot of Somji feels as of late.
Who said “I love you” first – I can see Sombra playfully saying it, and not ever really meaning it. The first time Genji says it, he means it. He doesn’t use the dreaded ‘aishiteru’ but it still takes Sombra by surprise. She almost asks him ‘why’ but keeps quiet. She may not be used to love but she cares about him enough not to mock him. Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background – Sombra absolutely forbids Genji to have any pictures of her on anything that can be hacked or traced. He meets her halfway and takes a picture of Arturito sitting on her bed which always makes his heart ache for the next time he’ll be able to visit her. Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror – Sombra and Genji are both guilty of this, but they do so in their respective home languages instead of English. So of course, they just playfully stare at one another and will ask ‘what did you write’ where they’ll refuse to say. Who buys the other cheesy gifts – Genji always brings Sombra gift when he visits her, even though she’s not much of a gift person. One time he brought her something he’d won at a crane game from an outing with the others, it was a stuffed purple dragon. She could only stare at it with a playful grin. Genji is pleasantly surprised to see the dragon sitting next to Arturito on her bed the next time he visits her. Who initiated the first kiss – Sombra, of course, but as always, it’s done in a playful manner, with no serious intent behind it. It’s always on his visor or helm. A part of Genji is resentful, one day taking off both, and asking her if she intends to kiss him now. When she pauses, he’s hurt but mutters that ‘it figures’. The first time she truly kisses him is when he tells her he loves her. He takes off both his helm and visor again, opting to face her eye to eye. She responds to his confession with a kiss to his scarred lips. Who kisses the other awake in the morning – Sombra will always kiss the bridge of Genji’s nose since he sleeps without his mask and visor. She loves the way his eyes flutter open, revealing that warm brown color. The way he says ‘ohayou’ is adorable, too. Who starts tickle fights – Mercifully, Genji does not tickle Sombra. Her augmentations make most of her skin extremely sensitive to the point where something sudden and continuous like tickling is almost painful. At least, that’s what she claims – he figures she just doesn’t like being touched like that. Still, he can’t help the occasionally poke to her sides before he wraps his arms around her and drags her close. She swears that if most of his body weren’t a prosthesis, she’d have the advantage. Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower – Since Genji and Sombra have to take more care when bathing, it’s a bit of a special circumstance and much more intimate than what a shower together already implicates. When they both start mutually trusting one another, they bathe together, taking care of the parts that warrant more caution. But both will ask if they feel like bathing together, otherwise, for the most part, they bathe alone. Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch – Neither Genji and Sombra can cook very well, but since Genji can’t eat as much as he could before (nor enjoy it as much), he tends to surprise Sombra with food he buys, wanting to make sure she eats well after he discovers she’s somehow survived off a diet of mostly DVa Cola and chips. Whenever they visit Japan, he loves to get her bentos and gauge her reactions to various foods he ate growing up. Who was nervous and shy on the first date – It sounds cocky, but Sombra is very confident and used to being asked out from patrons at bars she frequents, so she has no fear. If anything, she is looking forward to seeing what sort of fun she and the ninja could get up to. Genji is more nervous since it’s been quite a while since he was last on any sort of date and he wants to impress Sombra. She can’t help but laugh at his worries, letting him know that he has nothing to worry about. Who kills/takes out the spiders – Sombra dislikes spiders so Genji will be the one to take them out – he doesn’t mind handling them since he used to as a child (mostly to throw them at Hanzo). Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk – Sombra is the only one out of the two who can get drunk, even if it takes a looong time. Still, when she’s smashed and around Genji, she feels safe enough to just start mumbling things like how much she loves his eyes and singing songs about love. This is all in Spanish, of course, so Genji more enjoys seeing her act silly. He can’t help but laugh when he carries her back draped in his arms while she still declares her love for the handsome cyborg.
I’ve never really thought about Gérard and Amélie
🤔 Maybe because we know so little about them both before everything went to hell in a hand basket? It also might be because this is a ship based purely on headcanons since we hardly know anything beyond the fact that they were married. Still, I will try to fill this out for them:
Who said “I love you” first –
Gérard
did;
Amélie
cared for him but she was busy with her career as a ballet dancer and he was an active Overwatch agent that she really didn’t think about dropping the ‘l’ word. So when Gerard came to her with his confession, she felt both ecstatic but nervous about what that meant for them going forward. Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background –
Gérard
had a picture of
Amélie
showing off her engagement ring while
Amélie
had a picture of her and Gerard at their wedding as her background photo. Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror –
Gérard
takes quick showers so he always usually goes first before
Amélie
, therefore leaving notes in the fog of the bathroom mirror so that
Amélie
will see after her shower. It’s usually something cheesy like ‘hello, beautiful’ Who buys the other cheesy gifts –
Gérard
and
Amélie
were more about classical gifts, especially when
he was still trying to woo her. But after they were in a relationship,
Gérard
would buy her souvenirs from other countries he would be assigned to, usually magnets that covered
Amélie
’s fridge. Who initiated the first kiss –
Amélie
was the one who initiated the first kiss.
Gérard
was trying to play it safe for the most part while they were dating and being a gentleman but after a certain point,
Amélie
was a bit frustrated. She kissed him after one of their dates, thanking him for the lovely time and hoping that the kiss would be enough to make
Gérard
stop acting like a shrimp in its shell around her. Who kisses the other awake in the morning –They both liked to do this, especially on days before either of them would have to be out for a few weeks, such as
Gérard
going on a mission or
Amélie
preparing for a ballet. Who starts tickle fights –
Gérard
was the one who started tickle fights and he figured given his strength and stature over
Amélie
, he’d face little resistance. He forgot just how much reach ballerinas had. Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower – Both
Gérard
and
Amélie
like to ask one another if they can join in for a shower; neither of them are very shy about it, either. Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch – Since
Amélie
can’t exactly drop in on
Gérard
while he’s at work, she does surprise him with homemade meals on the days he returns home. After eating military food for weeks on end, her cooking is always a welcome treat. Who was nervous and shy on the first date –
Gérard
was the nervous one, though he tried not to show it, instead trying to come across as the suave gentleman who woo’d
Amélie
enough to convince her to go on a date with him.
Amélie
could see right through it, however, and merely told him to relax. He couldn’t help it, he told her, she looked so beautiful and he could hardly believe his luck. Who kills/takes out the spiders –
Amélie
always demanded that he get rid of unwanted spiders right away but
Gérard
would always take them out and she would always question why – she hated the things. Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk –
Gérard
, of course, even if it takes him a while to get that inebriated. With a flush of red over his face, he’d be claiming to all his coworkers that he loves
Amélie
Guillard. Someone records him during his drunken stupor and sends it to her.
I’ve never thought about this pairing…I like it! 🐰❄️
Who said “I love you” first DVa; she’s more bold about these things and goes after what she wants, even if she’s a bit more hesistant with other things, such as asking for help. Mei is shocked and almost doesn’t believe her but after talking to Hana, Mei understands that her feelings are real and Mei responds in kind. Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background Mei would have a picture of DVa playing with Snowball on her phone while DVa has a picture of her and Mei on a date at an arcade. Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror DVa leaves bunny doodles and hearts while Mei draws kitties and hearts Who buys the other cheesy gifts They’re both guilty of this. DVa mostly gets Mei things she won from arcades or things she’s seen while shopping, once bringing Mei a giant stuffed panda plush. Mei tends to make things for DVa like small crafts she made in her free time, mostly things related to the games that Hana likes. Hana cherishes each gift and shows them off in her streams when she can. Who initiated the first kiss Once again, DVa is the more bold of the two. Though she completely asks Mei if it’s okay to kiss her because she really wants to. The last thing she wants to do is scare Mei off, knowing how bashful the scientist can be. Who kisses the other awake in the morning Both Mei and Hana have trouble sleeping so they don’t kiss one another awake, but if one happens to wake up before the other or still be awake while the other sleeps, they’ll leave a kiss on the other’s cheek before getting out of bed. Who starts tickle fights Hana is the one who starts them and always wins, even if she gives Mei a sporting chance. She can’t help it – Mei-Ling is so adorable and has the cutest laugh. Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower Mei and Hana enjoys baths together and are surprisingly shy about asking for permission, even if the answer is almost always yes. Bath time is relaxing and a good time to cuddle. Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch Mei definitely doesn’t like that Hana can somehow survive on instant noodles, chips, and soda. She’ll make food and make sure that Hana eats something healthy. That and seeing Hana dig into her food always makes Mei feel good. Who was nervous and shy on the first date Mei was nervous about being on a date with DVa – the famous mech pilot and streamer. She often felt like she was out of place at Hana’s side but Hana, confident and with a major crush on the climatologist quickly put those fears to rest when she insisted they enjoy their time together. Who kills/takes out the spiders DVa and Hana are both freaked out by spiders. Mei-Ling will try to take the spiders outside but it gets difficult when Hana is clinging to her back, pointing and screaming at the eight-legged creature. Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk DVa – one time while she was with her squad at an after mission party, she got smashed and began to yell about how much she loved Mei-Ling. Of course, rumors began to spread and ‘WHO IS DVA’s LOVE?!’ began to spread across the news and tabloids. Mei-Ling couldn’t stop blushing for weeks.
When I had heard you had fallen ill I was nearly beside myself with worry, and wanted nothing more than to rush to your side to comfort you my dearest darling, but with the way things are going with these infernal meetings and negotiations…I find myself still tethered to the Emperor’s side for just a bit longer.
Soon however, I shall be where you need me most. I promise not to wake you if you are resting upon my arrival home, and will do nothing more than sit at the edge of the bed, and rest my cool hand upon your forehead…or perhaps your cheek.
But, I do believe that you should know well by now, that I will find it fitting to tease you when you are better.
With what you may ask?
Why, with the fact I know you will nuzzle your cheek into my palm and smile. You always do seem to smile for me so affectionately when I caress your face. It is something that I find…entirely amusing I suppose.
Perhaps it is even quite endearing…
Now then, I wish for nothing more than for you to rest, until I can be at your side once more.
I swear I shall not be away from your side much longer.
It is important to have different types of moon waters for different spells. Have moon water for every phase, this would be really helpful. Also, knowing what moon phase is used for what spell is an essential thing.
Here is a diagram 🙂
An important event is coming up in December. Can anyone guess what it is? (P.S. It has something to do with the moon.)
One thing I loved about the new season of bojack was that hollyhock was a chubby teenage girl, and it wasn’t a joke. There weren’t “hilarious” gags of her falling over, or being stupid, sure she was lazy sometimes, but just in the way kids often are. And when she lost weight, nobody was happy. It was unhealthy for her to lose that weight, and they acknowledged that. It was just a different representation of chubby characters that you don’t see much, and also I love her.
Confession: It’s kinda cute that, when Cullen proposes marriage to Lavellan, that the option “I want Dalish vows.” sounds so…ethusiastic and when you pick it Lavellan has no idea how to tell Cullen that she wants to make her promise akin to her culture. Cute contradiction. Then there is this tiny line of Cullen…his “I want your promise to be true.” makes it all the sweeter.
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