bestboyignis:

Noct and Prompto: That looks totally safe, right?

Gladio and Ignis: That is very much not safe. Stay behind us so you don’t die.

singlebecauseofthechocobros:

15. “I’d kill for a coffee…literally.”

**Whoops, my hand slipped**

You sat in the seat of Cindy and Cid’s tow truck, your eyes
staring ahead almost in a trance. You were past the point of exhaustion, where
you were surprise you were still awake but unable to process a lot of what was
going on around you. You were borderline delusional.

And you weren’t the only one. All four of the guy, except
maybe Gladio and Ignis who held themselves together pretty well, were all
drained from being away the past twenty four hours. After hearing of a giant
behemoth a few hours’ drive south from Lestallum, you all agreed to go check
out the beast and see if you could take care of him. What should have been a
little over half a day’s trip turned into a string of unfortunate events.

Finding the beast was a challenge within itself, for he was
deep within the thicker parts of the woods. Although Gladio did not want to
admit it, even he had gotten turned around more than once, swearing he had seen
that tree more than one time. And then once the monster was found, it took
quite a while to wear it down and emerge victorious, the battle alone draining
a good bit of energy from everyone.

After that whole ordeal, attempting to find the Regalia and
trek back through the wilderness proved to be more problematic than trying to
find the beast in the woods. The guys couldn’t decide which direction to go
while you stood at the back of the group wishing they would stop their
bickering. Finally rolling your eyes and sighing an exasperated sigh, you
marched past them taking the lead with them quieting down and falling in line
behind you.

From there you made it back to the car just before the sun
was beginning to set. It wasn’t until a few miles down the road the vehicle began
to make some questionable noises and slowly come to a stop.

“Today just isn’t our day,” Noctis groaned, getting out of
the car and inspecting the hood.

“Prompto go ahead and call Miss. Cindy,” Ignis exhaled, “Let
her know we need a tow.”

Of course the gunman was more than happy to give the lady a
call but after his conversation with her, he looked incredibly defeated. “She can’t
get out here tonight,” he spoke, “She said it will be night when she gets here
and there is no guarantee that she could make it without encountering daemons.”

“So we’re stuck here,” you asked, looking to Ignis who
seemed to always have the answers.

“Guess we don’t have a choice,” Gladio shrugged, “We don’t have
any camping gear and walking would be dangerous.”

“Damn,” Noctis cursed, slamming the hood of the vehicle
down, “So what we’re just going to sit inside the Regalia all night?”

“You’re more than welcome to sleep on the ground,” you
teased, receiving a glare from the prince.

“Fine,” he muttered, and took his place in the front seat.
Prompto sat in the passenger side as you slid in the back with Ignis and
Gladio. You sat wedged in between the two gentlemen, your hand casually
intertwined with Iggy’s.

For a while everything was fine; Gladio buried himself into a
book he brought, Prom and Noctis sat on their phones playing Kings Knight,
while you and the advisor shared quiet small talk amongst each other. The sun
had gone and darkness surrounded the automobile. You had closed your eyes and
began to doze off when a force shook the Regalia, jolting you and the other
boys back into consciousness.

“Great, a red giant,” Prompto complained, grabbing for his
gun.

“Let’s just take it down and get back in the car,” Gladio mumbled.

Exiting the vehicle, the group made quick work of the daemon.
It did not take long to banish the creature back into the darkness, but as soon
as he vanished, another reappeared.

“Seriously,” you questioned, “What is with our luck today.”

“The Gods sure are enjoying themselves tonight,” Noctis
added, standing in a battle stance.

This daemon was bigger than the other, but proved to be no
issue for everyone. That was until another popped up, forcing everyone to split
up.

You, Prom , and Noct attacked the larger of the two beasts
and struggled a bit more than you all had with the first one. Ignis and Gladio
were even having difficult times taming their giant but eventually were victorious.
The five of you stood around, waiting for more to pop up, and they eventually
did.

The fighting went on for what felt like hours. You threw
your lance into the monsters, over and over and over again, losing track of how
many you had already battled. Sweat was dripping down your face and your legs
were beginning to wobble.

“I don’t know about you guys,” Noctis yelled, “But I don’t know
how much longer I can go on like this.”

“I say we run and look for a nearby haven,” you suggested,
dodging the giants swing.

“I think we passed one back up the road,” Ignis added, using
his daggers to quickly slice his foes.

“Alright,” Gladio commanded, “Everyone follow Ignis, and
make sure nothing gets you from behind.”

In complete understanding, everyone broke away and sprinted
off the opposite direction. The giants were too big to run so it did not take
long to lose them. But no one stopped. If anyone did it gave the darkness time
to conjure up something and they wanted to prevent that from happening again.

You willed yourself to keep moving. You had run a few miles
down the road when Ignis began to slow down, jumping over a highway railing and
heading to a small refuge just across the way.

When you all arrived, you collapsed on the stone, staring up
at the sky. Gladio stood around glancing off in every direction, while Ignis
cleaned his spectacles and Noctis and Prom joined you on the ground.

“Can this get any worse,” Prompto sighed and as if the Gods
themselves were listening, you felt a small drop of water hit your nose. It was
not long until more moisture began to fall from the sky.

“Did you really have to ask,” the prince griped.

The rain was not hard but after a couple minutes your
clothes were severely damp. You wanted to cry you were so miserable. But you
were sure everyone else was just as fed up as you, so you refrained from crying
anymore about it. Complaining wouldn’t do you any good.

You all sat back to back in a circle, attempting to stay
warm. Your head kept bobbing forward as sleep was trying to overcome you. You wondered
what time it was. Had it only been a few hours? Was night nearly over? With everyone’s
phones dead or left in the Regalia, no one knew the exact time and it bothered
you. How much longer did you have to stay like this? Would the rain end? Would
the shivering stop?

“I’d kill for a coffee,” Ignis yawned, bringing his hand up
to cover his agape mouth.  

“Literally,” you agreed, wishing you had something to warm you
up.

“Maybe you won’t have to,” Noctis added, pointing over to
the horizon. Just barely there was the light of a new day. It was still severely
dark out, but the light that was overflowing at the skyline made you breathe a
breath of relief.

The rain too eventually faded away as the sun rose high
enough in the sky to bid the darkness a farewell and allow the party to head
back to the car. You were surprised your legs managed to even carry you but you
were more surprised to see Cid and Cindy already hooking the Regalia up to
their tow truck.

“Well morning,” the blonde haired beauty greeted, “Don’t take
this the wrong way, but boy do y’all look rough.”

“It was a long night,” Prompto yawned.

“I can only imagine,” Cid added, “We didn’t want to leave
you lot out here, but we probably wouldn’t have made it if we tried, had some daemons
spawned or somethin’.”

“It’s fine,” you smiled, your eyelids dense, “Just please
tell me there is enough room in that truck to tow us back too.”

“Absolutely,” Cindy smiled, allowing you all to pile in
before heading off.  

******

“I’ll drive her back once she’s all fixed up,” Cindy grinned
from the passenger window of the tow truck. Rather than driving everyone to
Hammerhead to wait on the car, Cid and his daughter decided to take you all
back to Lestallum for some rest while they fixed up the broken down royal automobile.

“Alright,” Gladio nodded, “Thanks again you guys.”

Waving goodbye, the two mechanics were off, as was your lot,
pacing back to the Leville.  You all paid
no mind to the front desk persons as you all trudged up the stairs and into your
separate rooms. Noctis and Prompto nearly burst open their door, slamming it
shut behind them; you assumed they would skip showering completely and just
jump unto their mattresses. Gladio did not show his exhaustion, but the grumpy
mumble he gave as a goodbye made you internally grin. Even the strongest men
were not invincible.

That left you and Ignis to your shared room. Once he managed
to open the door you went quickly inside and began to shed your damp clothes.

“Guess you want shower first,” he chuckled, watching as your
flung your shirt and pants and shoes all on the floor, leaving you only in your
undergarments.

“No,” you said shaking your head and walking to the side of
your bed, “I’m going right to sleep. I’ll shower later.”

Raising a brow the advisor followed in your footsteps,
undressing himself of his soiled clothing and crawling in the bed with you.
Although your eyes were closed, you still wiggled over to him, letting him wrap
his arms around you and pull your close.

“Night Iggy,” you hardly managed to mumble, for sleep was
quickly taking over.

“Night my love,” he replied, soon snoring right after.

itshigh-boop:

(( my over-due half of an art-trade with @spadesposts – I’m sorry it took so long – I hope you like it! ))

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The reality of her situation didn’t truly hit her until she turned to look over her shoulder, noting her uncle’s estate was but a tiny dot in the distance. Turning back, thoughts run through her head about just how much had changed within the past few hours compared to the relative constantness of her life all thanks to a chance encounter with a certain bandit.

She feels a subtle press of arms against her sides and hears McCree’s voice in her right ear. “Having second thoughts?”

The question carries a hidden, second inquiry underneath its tone – does she want to stay with her uncle? Sombra wonders if McCree’s truly the menace that her uncle and other nobles paint him to be. Shaking her head, she looks ahead, certain of her decision. “It’s just different.” She’s never been anywhere beyond the convent she’s lived at for the past twelve years and her uncle’s manor. To think there was more than the road that led from each place. Her head swivels from side to side, enjoying the scenery of the countryside and the stretching acres of farmland.

“Suppose this view’s a lot more to take in than the view from your chambers, eh?”

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Squall: *lost his dad in a crowd* Zefer and the sorceress is a terrible movie.
Laguna: Heeeeyyy, that’s not–
Seifer: *plows through the entire crowd, knocking past Laguna* YOU SAY THAT TO MY FACE YOU LITTLE SHIT.

ssnakey-b:

Ever misinterpret something in a work of fiction and then wish it were canon?

I’m asking this because I just remembered that a while ago while browsing the FF wiki, I really misunderstood Raine’s backstory as depicted there and ended up under the impression that they were saying that Raine was originally from Esthar.

I eventually realized I was mistaken, but man… ever since that misunderstanding, I’ve been wishing that were canon, because it would add so much to the world’s story.

Not only would that make Raine’s story even more tragic by having her leave Esthar to escape from Adel’s rule and violence, only for it to return to Raine when she least expected it, that would also make Squall half Galbadian, half Estharian, and not only do I love multi-cultural characters (of course, I suppose in the end, his true culture would Balambian, but you know what I mean) and I think there aren’t enough out there, considering Squall’s own beliefs that neither side of a conflict is ever inherently right or wrong, how fitting would it be that unbeknownst to him, he were the result of people from both sides of the war falling in love with each-other?

Well, I suppose Raine’s origins were never explicitly stated so there’s no indication that she isn’t Estharian, so it could still work, right? Either way, I would really like to know what you guys and gals think of this.

gingersnapkid:

“do you have a type?”

uh yeah, women I’m slightly afraid of

missouri-misery:

puzzleboard:

puzzle: H E _ _ O

category: greeting

contestant: spins

wheel: $5000

contestant: L!

pat: no L

This is a horror novel

OwO

miss-scientia:

Aw nonnie this is a sad/cute one. I hope this is alright! 

Noctis:

 – Noctis would be able to tell you were feeling a little glum,
and when you had a few precious moments alone, he’d ask you what was wrong.
– You would try and brush it off at first, it’s not like you want to burden him
with something like that…
– But this would just make the prince feel a bit useless, he’d really
want you to confide in him. 
– You’d take a big sigh, and finally tell him. You feel lonely. You feel like a
bit of a spare part. Everyone was settling down, even Noctis had his marriage
to Luna. But you were just left on your own, as always.
– “Hey, don’t be so stupid.” 
– Stupid? This would anger you, you
just confided in him like he asked and he calls you stupid?
– Noct would see how irate you were getting, and instantly feel bad.
– “Wait, that’s not what I meant!” And it honestly wasn’t. When will this
boy learn to deal with his feelings and say the right thing?
– “Sorry that I’m bothering you with
my stupidity Noctis.”
– “Look, that isn’t what I meant by it!”
– He panics that he’s really
screwed this up.
– “Sure! I’m just whittling away for nothing!”
– “Well, yeah because-”
– “I should just get used to it.”
– “What?”
– “I mean, who would ever like me?”
– “I would!”
– There would be silence as you digest what Noctis had just said. 
– “You…? But what about Luna?”
– Okay, now his heart is racing.
– “We are friends, good friends, but this arranged marriage… It isn’t for me.
Look, I’ve been trying to tell you… I, well, like you.” 
– His eyes sink to the floor and he plays with his arm band nervously. Now it’s
calmed down he is self-conscious and can’t believe he just blurted that out…
– You’re stunned. Noctis… liked you? 
– He finally looks at you, unnerved by your silence
– Damn, have I really over
stepped the mark this time?
– “Noct… you like me?”
– You can see little splashes of red colour his cheeks as he answers.
– “Y-yeah I do… is that okay?”

 Prompto:

– Prompto would be heading towards the tent one night, after you
had disappeared for a while. He was starting to get worried as to where you
were!
– As he gets closer to the tent, he can hear your voice… He doesn’t
want to intrude if you were on the phone. Though, it didn’t seem like you were…
– He listens for a bit. He knows he
shouldn’t, but he just can’t help it. There was just something in the tone of
your voice that made him stay, a little twinge of something like… sadness?
– “I’m not like Cindy, or Aranea, I’m just…not.”
– They are definitely talking to
themselves. He realised.
– And then you said it. 
– “But really… me? Who could ever like someone like me?”
– It’s almost like you could hear
Prompto’s heart crack.
– No. No no no no.
– He recognises the pain in your voice, he understands the self-doubt, he knows it all too well.
– Before he could stop himself or even think about what he was
doing, he’d push open the tent flap and take you in his arms.
– There are tears pooling in his own eyes.
– “You should never, never have to
feel that way. Not you. Not someone like you.”
– It’s hard to hear him as his voice is muffled, his face buried in your neck.
His grip is tight, and he can’t even think about how forward this might be
because he just has to make sure you know you’re loved.
– “I like you, I like you, I like you.” He can’t say it enough.
– His words warm your heart.
– You both sit like that for a while, just holding each other until the tears
stop. 
– He pulls away, and gently whispers; “It’s you. It has been for a while now. I
really like you.”
– You can hardly believe your ears. 
– Still holding you, he looks you in your eyes still wet with tears, now
smiling a little sheepishly.
– “So… what do you say?”

Gladiolus:

– Prompto would be chatting away about Cindy, as usual,
and you would roll your eyes.
– “Tch, she’s pretty lucky.” 
– Gladio would hear your mumbling, and fall behind the other three to walk with
you instead. 
– “Hey, what’s that?” He’d ask, friendly as always.
– “Well, it’s lucky Cindy has someone to feel that way about her.”
– Gladio would raise his eyebrows in surprise and a little in
doubt as well.
– “I’m not so sure she sees it that way.”
– “I guess, but at least she knows she’s wanted.”
– By now the other three guys are just a blip in the distance,
walking back to the regalia.
– “What do you mean by that?”
– “Well, just that I’d love to be in her shoes. It’s not like
anyone will ever feel that way about me.”
– Did they really just say
that?
– Suddenly his strong arm juts out in front of you, preventing
you from walking any further.
– You look at Gladio in shock, to see that his jaw looks clenched and he looks
kind of… angry.
– “Gladio…?”
– “Is that what you truly think?”
– You nod, unable to do more and he finally looks at you.
– “Then, you don’t realise how crazy I am about you.”
– Your heart skips a beat at his words.
– “H-huh?”
– He retracts his arm now, standing up to face you.
– “Why else do you think I always let you fall asleep on me in the car? Because
I love the way you feel in my arms. Or when I always ask you for help setting
up camp, it’s because I really enjoy your company.”
– He would stand in front of you now, the familiar smile you
know and love back.
– “Honestly, these past few weeks you’ve been driving me crazy, and then you
say no one would feel like that about you?”
– He shook his head, his shaggy hair falling into his eyes.
– “Well, I’m telling you now, I do. You don’t have to like it, I’ll understand if you don’t and I’ll
speak no more of it. I promise.”
– He tilts his head, fully smiling now at your astounded
expression.
– “Well… are you alright with that?”

 Ignis:

– Ignis had noticed you’ve been seeming down lately, choosing to
sit in the tent early or sitting in the back of the car in your own world.
– It really starts to concern him, he can’t fathom why you’re feeling this way.
– One night he brings you your food to the tent, seeing if you’re okay.
– You thank him a little despondently, so he sits down next to
you and asks if you want to share what has been bothering you.
– Looking into those kind green eyes it’s hard not to start talking about what’s wrong. You knew Iggy was a great
listener. 
– So you opened up a little to him.
– “I’ve been watching the others get closer to people lately, Prompto with
Cindy, Noctis with Luna for example…”
– “What about it is bothering you?”
– “I don’t know. I guess it just sucks being on your own.”
– “Come now, you’ll meet someone who is just right for yourself.”
– He knows it’s true, even if it’s not with him. Though that
thought hurts him more than he’d care to admit.
– You throw Iggy an incredulous look.
– “What? It’s true. You’ll find someone you really like.”
– Oh if only he knew.
– “That’s not the problem. The
problem is them liking me. I mean, who the hell would fall for
someone like me?”
– Suddenly Iggy’s eyes tighten, and he re-adjusts his glasses.
– He seems… annoyed?
– “Please, do not put yourself down like that. You’re a
wonderful person.”
– Huuuuge eyeroll from you.
– “Uh huh, sure.”
– Here comes the generic ‘you’ll
get there eventually’ chat.
– “I mean it.”
– “Really?”
– He’s persistent.
– “Yes, you’re funny, gorgeous, intelligent… anyone would be
lucky to call you their partner.”
– Well… that you weren’t expecting.
– The fidgeting with his glasses is progressively getting worse,
which is unlike Iggy.
– “Why are you saying all of this…?”
– “Because I…” He has to take a deep breath here!
– “I see you that way. And would
definitely feel lucky to call you mine.”
– Your heart stops, you can’t believe what you just heard. And
he’s looking up at you through those lovely long lashes, and you know he’s
being serious.
– Oh my.
– “Iggy…?”
– “I’m sorry if this seems sudden, but please… I have to know
how you feel about me.” His green eyes are gazing at yours.
– Oh my.