#Ignis x Reader

[noctunis]

how do they love? | ffxv | gn!reader

ᯓ NOCTIS’ love is unusual, a kind of love that’s like an inside joke only the two of you are privy to. a warm kind of string between you both, plucked with the most unconventional timing.

it’s the way he snickers when you pretend you didn’t stumble on your way over to him, or maybe the way you grin at his awkward choice of words when it comes to speaking to you. either way, the two of you have something oddly endearing. ignis will shake his head fondly as he watches the two of you walk side by side, close enough to brush hips although not quite. noctis will only do it to make you laugh, a sweet sound he can’t help but mimic.

his social skills often lack, but his love shows in the smallest ways. holding up his fork, a tomato stabbed in the pointed edges, as a silent offering for you to take. in return, he takes whatever you don’t like the next time. a head rested on your lap, black hair splayed out as he shifts around and tries to get comfy. it’s a sign he trusts you, even with little things like that.

he is also a yearner, through and through. even older noctis, who admires the way you trace his scruff and preen at his lapel. eyes following your every move with nothing but pure adoration; a king soft as mush in the creases of your palm.

his hand’ll reach for yours in the middle of the night, pawing at the sheets until it finds the warmth of your pulse. it only takes a try or two before he succeeds, though. it’s like he knows where you are, even when his eyes are blurred with sleep and soft yawns slip past his lips.

ᯓ IGNIS’ love is thoughtful, something that can be easily passed off as minuscule but one thing you can’t miss is the way it roots itself into the hearth of your core.

on his trips or outings he may take with the boys, he’ll never admit it (and you’ll have to find out by yourself), but whenever noctis takes over the wheel for a while, ignis’ eyes are glued to the scenery in hopes of finding ingredients for a new recipe he can bring home to you.

ignis is often very busy with his royal duties and escorting the prince around, but you’re always on his mind in one way or another — inhabiting the space in his prefrontal cortex and worming around in unorthodox ways, even little stuff reminding him of you.

you complain about how your feet have been hurting for a while? ignis is already there with lotion and comfortable shoes. you need a bit more salt on your food? ignis is already getting up from the table to fetch it from the kitchen for you.

he never expects, let alone asks, for anything of the sort in return. it brings him joy knowing he can do something for you, and he fancies it an admirable trait of his. if you were to ever do something back, or also show your love through acts of service, he’d try to politely decline with a soft smile before you insist. it’s got him thinking about it for days on end, and he swears his heart beats a bit too quickly the following week.

older ignis would especially appreciate this considering his lack of sight, and he only finds salvation within the loving pads of your fingers tapping at his wrist.

ᯓ PROMPTO’s love is bright, too warm to be contained in one vessel; like the head of a flashlight cradled in your palm, beaming rays seeping through the cracks in your fingers and leaking out in vivid streams.

he talks the boys’ ears off with fun facts or small things that remind him of you — which is more like everything, because he constantly finds correlations to things you like and stuff they see on the road. thumbing at the buttons of his camera for the day only to find a selfie you and him took, it makes his heart flutter and his cheeks hurt with the painted smile on his face. gladio doesn’t even have to ask what’s got him smiling, he already knows.

and when he sees you, he can’t help but feel on top of the world. he loves talking to you, and words for affirmation / quality time he definitely does adore. he’ll listen to you speak, practically buzzing as he waits for his turn once you’ve asked him about what he likes, or you’ve started talking about what you like. prompto wants to know you to your very core, the same way his ribs are splayed open with your sweet words wrenching their way into him; bared open for you to see.

falls head over heels for you and will constantly make excuses just to see you. all he craves is a hand on his and a smile on your face. that’s all it takes. he has this thing where if he doesn’t have his camera on him, and he sees a really nice sight, his brain’ll conjure up the perfect aperture and filters and everything for an imaginary photo he only wishes he could take. your smile is one of the things he wishes he could always catch.

you’ve made a home in his heart that beats with a happy signal every time he sees you — almost like a doorbell that always knows when you’re home.

ᯓ GLADIOLUS’ love is protective, a rock with a mess of lava and sunlight bundled up inside of him with ties too tight, where everything ends up spilling out of him anyway.

being the royal shield, his nature and job is naturally to protect. his friends, his family, his honor. gladio doesn’t mind it, in fact, he welcomes it. within the warmth of his grasp, he hopes you find solace because that’s the only way he can rest. he’s constantly looming over you, even without a hand on your shoulder, you can feel his heat radiating off of him.

anybody who sees the two of you will see a tall, dark figure constantly behind you; fooled by the intimidating shadow of your boyfriend constantly lurking around you. gladio’ll even try to fool you himself, but all it takes is a soft hand in his hair and a smile thrown his way and all of a sudden he’s just a big dope. trace over his scars and he’s resisting the urge to get down on one knee.

no matter how tough he thinks he is, gladiolus is never too tough for you. you wanna show him a flower you found in the garden? hell yeah, he’ll keep it in the front pocket of his shirt all day. you wanna go to lestallum? sure, let him just stock up on gas and you’ll go.

and if you manage to get along with his family, he’s absolutely whipped for the rest of his life. seeing iris drag you along the city makes him grin with ease, noctis clapping a hand on his back as he huffs out a small chuckle.

gladiolus amicitia is a true believer that stars dim out just to let you shine, and he’ll tell you as such however many times you crave so long as you are looking for proof that you are worth loving.

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requests are open — april twenty-seventh, 2025

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men who for some reason love to see the sight of you withering in pleasure. crying for that sweet release you are oh so desperately chasing. but the attempt is futile without him. you need him. you’ll crack without the attention required.

his favorite sight is to see your bottom in the air as your face is pressed against the pillow, drool slipping from the side of your lips, tears soaked into the fabric. your arms are tied behind you as you take every last drop of what he’s giving you. mumbling something about “this is gonna take”. all five senses are gone. the feeling of his cock drilling into you is pure bliss. every thing turns white in your mind as you feel white ropes of his seed full your cunt to the brim; some even spilling out.

“nuh uh, sweetheart.” he pulls himself out, using his two fingers to catch the stray droplets before pushing them back into your sensitive, abused hole, making your body jolt.

men who like to have you on your back after a long day at your job, perfectly placed between your legs as he ravishes your cunt like the dog he is. he’s been waiting to see the sight of your dewy cunt, waiting to hear your incoherent whine of you begging for him to slow down. but the pleas fall deaf on his ears. all he can hears are the lewd noise that your sl*tty c*nt makes on impact.

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A Lesson To Be Careful: Chocobros x Fem!Reader (NSFW)

Contains: Poly sex, anal sex, oral sex, spanking, biting, power play, BDSM

Your back pressed against the marble flooring, head pound, eyes burning with tears and teeth grit while you writhed beneath the heavy foot pressing against your chest. You looked up at the MT, a hiss escaping from the back of your throat as you looked up into its hollow red eyes. The MT only pressed the tip of the blade harder into the skin of your chin. You winced when a small shot of pain cut through you, you soon felt something warm starting to slowly drip down your throat. Blood roared in your ears, your pounding temples made it hard for you to pay attention to the chaos springing around you.

The pressure on your chest tightened, a soft cry escaping your lips and your head tilting back in pain.

“(Y/n)!” you heard someone calling you.

Your sagging eyelids pulled up just a bit, your eyes scanning the horizon only to have the pressure on your chest suddenly stop just as your body gave way.

“It is truly is a good thing you only came out of that with just some scrapes and bruises, love,” Ignis tutted as he closed the door behind you.

“Gladio, I have legs,” you sighed, glaring at the man that held you tightly in his arms, acting oblivious to the fact that he was actually doing it, “I can walk on my own.”

“Mmm,” Gladio hummed, thinking, “no.”

“Gladio!” you huffed, pinching the top of his ear. He flinched and huffed himself. “Put me down, it’s just a few bruises.”

Gladio sighed, taking a few more long strides until you were both inside of the massive bedroom with the three right behind you. Gladio slowly placed you on your feet on the ground, only to be brought back to his rock hard chest, his hands kneading at your waist and hips, leaning over to nip at your earlobe.

“Maybe we should teach you a lesson on how to be careful,” he growled in your ear.

“Perhaps we should,” Ignis tutted, eyeing you as he slipped his jacket off of his lean shoulders.

Gladio moved your hair away from your neck, his lips pressing against your soft flesh as his fingers hooked into the belt loops of your pants. Ignis circled around in front of you and cupped your chin, tilting your head up as to capture your lips in his. You felt Noctis lace his fingers in your right hand,  pressing kisses to the side of your head and down the length of your jaw. You felt Prompto take your left hand, lace his fingers with yours and press kisses to your knuckles, kissing up and down the expanse of your arm, taking extra time on the small bruises that stained your skin.

Gladio spun you around, but your lips still clung to Ignis’, his cold hands brushing against your cheekbones. Noctis and Prompto let go of your hands, your chest ached as you wanted them, fingers flexing as a soft whine left your lips.

Gladio’s hands flew to your button up shirt, yanking at the seams and popping off the buttons in one hard tug and flying off in different directions, his large calloused hands going to your bra to pluck at the strands, snapping them against your skin. Noctis, now behind you, tailed his nimble fingertips over the waistband of your pants, nails digging into the band and running along the rim until his fingers were fumbling with the button and zipper, quickly revealing your panties. Prompto nuzzled into your neck, licking and kissing and mouthing soft promises along your bare throat, his soft and warm hands trailing along the under curves of your breasts and trailing down your stomach, nails tracing invisible patterns into your heated flesh.

You felt Noctis struggle with the clasp of your bra behind you, his finger frantic as you could feel him start to heat up. He cursed softly, pressed hard kisses into the back of your shoulder until your breasts were finally freed from their cloth prison. Gladio ripped the loosened bra off of your figure with your ruined shirt in tow before he attacked your throat and jaw, placing hungry kisses on your skin.

Your hands fumbled, one hand quickly threading into Noctis’ locks, scratching his scalp as your other hand was cupped by Ignis’, his lengthy fingers tangling with yours. Gladio’s roughened hands stroked at your breasts, thumbs and index fingers pinching and scratching at your nipples. Noctis’ hands running along your spine to the curve of your ass, grabbing handfuls of the soft flesh and plucking at your panties. Prompto’s hand danced down your stomach, finally settling on your panties, hitching a notch into the soft fabric and tugging gently. The friction of the fabric pulling on your dripping clit made you moan, tilting your head back.

Gladio’s hands left your breasts, nipples now aching from the torment, his lips leaving the underside of your jaw. The telltale sound of jingling and a crack of leather had the other three quickly release you.

Through half-lidded eyes, you saw Gladio with his leather belt in his hands, his leather pants sagging slightly on his waist, his clothed erection obvious as ever. You heard the others shuffling, belts jingling and hitting the floor behind you.

Gladio advanced towards you, one hand leaving the belt and grabbing a hold of your shoulder and forcefully turning you around. He grabbed a hold of both of your wrists, looping the leather belt around your soft skin and yanking on it tightly, pressure enclosing and binding your wrists until Gladio’s hold lets up.

You now saw the other three mostly naked, kicking their clothes out of the way while pulling their underwear off, revealing their penises to you. Their faces were flushed, hair a complete mess, Ignis’ glasses now missing from his structured face. They each eyed each other, then to you, then the bed before quickly moving.

Noctis laid down along the foot of the bed, Ignis advanced towards you, relieving you from Gladio’s strong grip only to be snared in his firm and unforgiving grip. You could hear Gladio quickly yanking off his clothes, tossing his jacket and tank top and loose pants and hiking boots somewhere behind him carelessly. Ignis had one hand wrapped around the leather belt, his other hand fisting your hair and firmly tugging your head back just a bit. Prompto simply stood there, you could see the debate in his eyes whether he should do something or touch his erect cock.

Ignis nosed your throat, the bulb of his nose rolling over the splotches kissing your skin, they were still raw and tender, a soft whimper escaping your lips.

You could feel your panties were soaked, your knees wobbling as a coil tightened in your belly. You whimpered once more, when Prompto finally moved forward, his fingers knotting into your panties and yanking them down, making a soft wet splat when they hit the floor.

Suddenly, your head was jerked back roughly by another hand, a moan snapping out of you as tears were brought to your eyes. Ignis moved aside when the leather belt was snatched up from his grip, Gladio’s body heat pressing firmly behind you as you felt his erect cock press against your asscheeks. He drew your head back until your crown was pressed into his collarbones, he lowered his head to your ear and nosed around its shell, nipping at your earlobe.

“You know the safe word, right?” he growled into your ear.

You nodded, whimpering when you felt your hair pull against your scalp before Gladio pushed you forward towards the bed.

Noctis lowered himself from his elbows when your knees hit the edge of the bed, your body buckling when Gladio hoisted you up. Noctis’ clammy hands felt amazing on your heated skin, his cold nails digging into the meat of your shoulders and angling your body until you were hovering just above him, the perfect height for Gladio behind you.

Ignis slowly came around to the other side of the bed, his knees on either side of Noctis’ head, Prompto next to you his fingers dancing alon the curve of your back.

You felt Noctis first, the head of his cock tapping at your passageway, pushing past your soaked nether lips and quickly pushing up. You winced at the pressure, crying out softly when his cock finally entered you. Slowly, Noctis started to pump his hips, being careful with you above him.

But it was agonizing, he was moving so slow inside of you, it made you whine. You wished your hands were bound behind your back, your fingers flexed and ached, wanting to clawing at the sheets on the bed and scratch at Noctis’ shoulders.

But Noctis kept you still, slowly guiding you along his shaft slowly and carefully.

Gladio was next. He let go of your hair but kept a tight grip on the leather belt wrapped around your wrists. You felt his erection glide along your asscheeks, his head slowly pushing past your ass to stop at the pucker of your hole. His free hand came down to your ass, pulling at one of the cheeks far enough to help him slide into you as easily as he could.

You cried out, throwing your head back and sobbing softly at the stretch in your ass. Sweat shined, blanketing you in a moist layer.

You felt so full with the two of them inside of you, their cocks slowly starting to move up a pace, their hands guiding you along the lengths of their cocks, whimpers leaving you and you looked up from Noctis to see Ignis waiting patiently for you to open your mouth, his nimble fingers dancing up and down his cock. You jaw slowly unhinged, Ignis moving forward until the tip of his cock pressed against your lips, pushed past your teeth and now housed itself in the warm, moist confines of your mouth and throat. He too started out slow, a steady pace as he rocked his hips back and forth, both hands coming up to your scalp and gently massaging the raw skin and combing through your beautiful locks.

Tears filled your eyes as a guttural moan failed to slip past the penis caged in your mouth. Your scalp burned in a good way, your body was starting to shiver, a tightness coiled up in your belly the more the three cocks pumped into you. Your shoulders rolled backwards, the sweat making your wrists slip and roll around in their leather bindings until one wrist managed to slip free, only to land on Prompto’s flat stomach and work its way down to his erect cock where your fingers pumped quickly, not even starting out slow.

The four men were a flurry of moans, heads thrown back as their nails clawed at you, making crescent moons in your skin and scratching down your soft, hot flesh.

Your head rolled back, a whine bubbling from your lips before the tightness coiling up in your belly became too much and you cried out loudly, your orgasm rocking your body and making you see stars. And yet, they still ravaged you and your grip on Prompto only tightened, the blond whining at the added pressure, his nails biting your skin harder.

Time seemed to have escaped you all, your mind now numb as they worked you out, wringing and milking as much as they could, working out orgasm after orgasm until one by one they finally came. First Prompto, his hot seed splatting you in the face and dripping down onto Noctis who only groaned, his cock shuddering inside of you before you soon found yourself having your insides coated in his cum. Ignis moaned softly, his fingers knotting tightly in your hair, gently and firmly pulling at the strands until your mouth was finally filled with his own seed, you couldn’t help but gag as you swallowed most of it, some of it dribbling out over your swollen lips and down your chin. Gladio was the last as usual when it came these sessions, but when his grip tightened on the belt still cuffing your one wrist, you cried out when he roared, fingers grabbing harshly at your abused asscheek as you felt his hot seed fill you.

The belt loosened around your wrist, slipping off and falling onto the floor with a loud clunk. Your body fell over, curling up next to Noctis as Gladio stumbled away from you just a bit. Ignis had let go of your hair and Prompto had quickly disappeared only to return with a soft towel for you.

Noctis rubbed his fingers over the red marks on your wrists, fingers running along the sharp cuts in your skin as your eyelids felt like iron bricks.

But before you could finally lull off to sleep, you could hear Ignis’ stern voice cut through the silence.

“Do you need us to repeat that lesson, kitten? Or will you be more careful next time?” he purred.

You thought for a minute, only to smirk as you nuzzled into the sheets.

“I may need another lesson later,” you murmured.

[cloggedarteri]

if ive learned anything from you guys these past few weeks its that ya'll yearn for hands to hold

ya'll are some fucking softies

get his tit out your mouth and stand up bro

*camera pans to me talking to a mirror*

[sinful-lanterns]

got really sick the other day and it got me wondering about ignis... she probably would get her body temperature up if you were to hug her... same for kelvin if it were a hot day, she'd get her body temperature low... i love them

-🖌️

Ignis and Kelvin functioning as a heating pad gf and an ice pack gf respectively when you’re sick 😭😭

If you are feeling super cold both internally and externally due to a sickness, Ignis functions wonderfully as a giant heating pad for you to cuddle. In fact, she probably raises her body temperature a bit higher just for you, and although Ignis is sweating quite a bit because she’s hot and you made her cuddle you under the thick covers, she does it all for you because it makes you feel better 🥺

Same thing with Kelvin. This girl would flop down on top of you if you’re running a high fever, and serve herself as a giant ice pack so you can stop overheating. You don’t even need to ask her to do it, the moment she sees how hot you look trying to sustain yourself, she immediately rushes over, strips down, and presses her cold body against you!

…Did I mention these girls are naked while they cuddle you? Well, they are! It’s “much more efficient that way” they claim 👀

[savage-rhi]

hi ! I'd like to request ignis from ffxv with a male/gn reader having their first time, but reader is dom and very gentle and loving if that's okay..? it's okay if not, take your time ! thanks in advance ! (I don't know if I was supposed to add this but thylacine !)

Light from the outside world barely streamed through the curtains as Ignis sat on the edge of the bed. His usual composed demeanor gave way to something more vulnerable as he trembled. He had been going steady with Y/N for some time, but he hadn't anticipated this moment would arrive so quickly.

Ignis swallowed hard as he met Y/N's gaze, his eyes betraying a hint of hesitation beneath their steady surface. He could feel the gentle pressure of Y/N's hand as it cupped his cheek, and he leaned into their touch, relishing the warmth of their fingertips against his skin.

"Are you sure about this?" Y/N's soft voice peered through the fog of Ignis's clouded mind, the whisper easing tension that had remained unspoken.

There were a million ways this could go wrong, and for the first time in a long while, Ignis didn't care. For years, perfectionism had been his Achilles heel; tonight, he wouldn't let it get in the way of desire.

"I am," Ignis finally replied, admiring how Y/N smiled at the trust laced in his voice.

With a slight nod, Y/N leaned in and gently kissed Ignis's lips. His movements were careful, but there was no mistaking the affection in his touch. Y/N's hands slowly unbuttoned Ignis's shirt, casting it off to the floor as their fingertips traveled across his skin. Each trace was deliberate, as if they were mapping out every inch of him, committing the terrain of his body to memory. Y/N took their time exploring him, wanting Ignis to feel cherished and loved.

Ignis's hands found their way to Y/N's shoulders, gripping lightly to ground himself in the moment. His breath hitched as they kissed along his collarbone, and he felt their lips trail down his chest. Sparks flew down every nerve in his spine, and as his affection for Y/N blossomed further, Ignis could feel himself losing track of time. None of his obligations as the royal prince's retainer and his responsibilities to the kingdom paid any heed to his heart. What mattered most was being present with Y/N at this moment.

There was absolute trust in Ignis's eyes by the time Y/N finally eased his body back onto the bed. His gaze bore his soul, just as vulnerable as he was naked before them. He couldn't help but pull Y/N down for another kiss, letting out a soft moan at hearing them whisper words of reassurance and dedication. He felt shivers run down his arms, already melting before joining Y/N's body.

Words couldn't define what Ignis felt when they connected, nor could he put a singular feeling onto his emotions. All he knew was he was safe and could trust Y/N to guide him to the end.

Ignis's breath hitched as Y/N moved against him, their hands tracing patterns across his skin. He gasped softly, his fingers curling into the sheets. Whatever was left of his composure slipped away as he surrendered himself to the sensations that climbed the peaks of his body.

As Ignis lost himself, Y/N's heart swelled with affection--unable to stop smiling as they watched him let go, trusting them completely. Ignis was always precautious and didn't like giving up control. It made sense, given his station among the royal family and the responsibilities he bore, but it was a challenge to navigate in a committed relationship. The guttural moans that left his mouth, the way his toes flexed against the blankets, how he was left a whimpering mess, it was like seeing another person underneath the exterior that Ignis wore like a shield--and Y/N was beyond grateful getting to see this other version of him seep through the cracks and into freedom. He was so beautiful; it was hard not to come undone right then and there.

"Y..you're incredible," Y/N whispered, pressing their forehead against his. Ignis's eyes opened, his gaze locking with theirs.

"So are you…" He replied, his voice barely more than a breath as he reached up and pulled Y/N into a tender and desperate kiss as if trying to convey everything he felt in that one action.

The pace remained unhurried for quite a while as Y/N and Ignis moved against each other. Each wanting to stretch the moment on for as long as possible. Finally, climaxing together, the pair shuddered as they rode out the high of their coupling. Y/N's name left Ignis's lips many times before feeling their quivering arms pull him in for an exhausted but affectionate kiss, only to stop for air as they gasped.

Afterward, the room filled with only Y/N's breathing intermingled with Ignis's unsteady sighs. He laid his head against Y/N's chest, the warmth of their bodies pressed together.

"Thank you," Ignis murmured, his voice content. He smiled as Y/N kissed the top of his head.

"There's nothing to thank me for," Y/N whispered. "I'm glad you let me have you."

Ignis hummed in response, his eyes closing as he relaxed into Y/N's embrace. He wondered when his body would stop fluttering as his mind replayed what had transpired for the last few hours. He was both scared and exhilarated, unable to fully convey the extent of his experience. So he latched onto Y/N's words and held onto them like a light in a storm.

"As am I…" Ignis weakly replied, feeling himself fighting yet yearning for rest. He knew whatever lay ahead between himself and Y/N was the start of something even more beautiful than previously envisioned.

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[lune-hime]

Lune's Observatory

Love is cosmic

I'm riding on your rhythm

through the solar system

come with me

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Logan (X-Men)

Blast From the Past (Logan x f!reader) 🌟🌩

On his journey through the past, Logan encounters an unexpected surprise.

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An eventful first meeting between you and Logan

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Little bites of your life with Logan

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Garden of Tulips (Levi x Reader) 🌟🌩❤️‍🔥

Levi recounts memories of the reader and their shared life together while she recovers from a serious injury. !!WARNINGS!! - Violence, gore, smut, wholesome content ;) Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Tea Time #1 Chapter 3 Tea Time #2 Chapter 4 Chapter 5  Tea Time #3  Once Upon an Attack on Titan  Chapter 6  Tea Time #4  Chapter 7  Tea Time #5  Chapter 8  Tea Time #6  Chapter 9  Tea Time #7  Chapter 10  Tea Time #8  Chapter 11  Tea Time #9

Final Fantasy XV

Sleeping Under the Stars (Chocobros x f!reader) 🌟

At the end of the day, you're all sharing the tent.

We All Fall Down (Chocobros x f!reader) 🌟

For those times when clumsiness gets the best of us.

Cravings (Chocobros x f!reader) 🌟

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

Tatted Up (Chocobros x f!reader) 🌟

No Ragrets about my new tattoo.

Daddy (Chocobros x f!reader) 🌟

Choose your words wisely.

Mosquito Huntress (Chocobros x f!reader) 🌟

I hate mosquitos, you hate mosquitos, we all hate mosquitos.

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Do you believe in love at first sight?

Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit

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Even princes need a break.

Marauders Era

Chocolate Kisses (Remus x f!reader) 🌟

A well-earned reward.

[midnightfantasiesanddaydreams]

Celebrate (Ignis X Reader)

"Mmm... Lace too? You spoil me, Love." Ignis chuckled as his fingertips gilded upwards, tracing the crescent loops of soft thread as they stretched over warm skin. His lover shivered, tucking her heels into the gentle curve at the base of his spine, and the imprint of a smile burned itself into his throat. Although it was his best intention to make it home early for their anniversary, fate had other plans. Starting with his braille display suddenly deciding not to work with his computer today, a goose flying through the window of the meeting hall in the Citadel and scaring every council member of New Insomnia into screaming, and his driver's car getting a flat on his way home. It had been a trying day all in all, but to find his lover waiting at the door made it all that much better.

"I-ah! I-I wanted it to be special." The tips of her fingers slid along the width of his shoulders, pausing only to trace the raised edges of old scars that peppered his skin like stars. Even now, after so many years of worship, it never failed to amaze him how her love savored every detail of his body, his mind, his soul. Whether it be a word, a stuttered breath, the cologne lingering on his shirt, or the darkest nightmares that haunted his mind. She absorbed it all and reflected back a love warm enough to rival the returned sun of its glory. "I know you're supposed to save lace for your 13th anniversary, but-" Whatever else she had wanted to say drowned itself in an open mouthed moan as her back arched, pressing the warm weight of her bare breasts against his chest. 

"I'm quite thrilled you didn't." The lightest nip to the soft junction of her jaw and ear made her throat bulge under his lips, her hips arching higher, pressing the warmth of her damp heat directly against his hardened crotch. The ache coiling in his guts tightened, threatening to give way into the silk of his boxers, but no. He couldn't let go that quickly. Keeping a firm handful of her deliciously round ass in his hands, Ignis pushed his shoulders off the wall, forcing half of his senses to emerge and focus on the floor creaking under his measured steps. Five steps to the bedroom, only five steps and he could lay down his lover and worship her as she deserved. But those five steps may as well be five miles. Her grip tightened as he moved, the blunt edge of her nails pressing small crescents into his shoulder, while the other curled deep into his hair. Tiny pinpricks of fire raced through his scalp, encouraging him to move faster, a similar signal to when he was buried deep inside her and she needed more of him. "Patience, love. We're almost there." 

"Ignis." She sighed into his throat, the ends of her hair brushing against the sensitive underside of his jaw, and a warm tongue swirls in the notch of his collarbone. He knows she feels it the moment his body rebels. His stride faltering, the increasing thunder of his pulse in his ears, echoed by the pitter-pat of her own heart against his chest. By some Astral's blessing, his knees brush against the soft mattress sides, the sensation so unexpected that his grip falters and his lover slides free. Landing in a surge of giggles and squeaking springs, gentle fingers slid from the safety of his neck to his chest, and tugged lightly on the lapels of his shirt. His spine obeying the silent command to bend down as plush lips find his ear once more. "Come celebrate with me." 

[the-blind-geisha]

The Bride of the Four Horsemen - Chapter 5

Chapter 5 - The Red Rider of Blood - War

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When He broke the second seal, I heard the second living creature saying, “Come.” And another, a red horse, went out; and to him who sat on it, it was granted to take peace from the earth, and that men would slay one another; and a great sword was given to him. 

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Arcadia | The Wheelhouse

I opened the doors leading to the control room in haste. The front of the airship was seemingly only accompanied by Ignis and a few others who pledged themselves to us and our cause. Hearing them open, my husband turned to greet me. Even without sight, there were times he always surprised me with how acute his other senses were.

“Where is Noctis?” I asked, breathless from my swift and exhausted run through the airship. 

“Fociaugh Hollow, my Bride,” Ignis answered, his tone harboring concern for my own. “He was looking into a small lead in regards to a powerful daemon he hoped to quell.” He met me halfway, opening his hand for me to take. “Is something the matter? You sound.. distressed.”

It was a dream. That’s what I had to tell myself, but there was some truth buried within that ‘dream’ that had me rattled to my core. My fingers caressed his open palm, trying to find comfort in his presence alone. “I had a vision of sorts.”

Ignis’ lips thinned as if already dreading what I were to say. Seems without me even speaking that horrid man’s name, he knew Ardyn was possibly involved.

“I was… I was warned that something could be happening to Gladio in Altissia at this moment.”

“Who warned you of this?”

I shook my head at his desire to pry. “It matters not! What concerns me is that they could be right. We have more enemies there than friends, and I was told only that he ventured with Aranea there for—for something.”

Ignis hummed in thought, glancing away to collect his thoughts on the matter. “He never spoke with me about this. I was even unaware he was heading there to begin with.” There was a bit of pain laboring his tone as he spoke.

I understood why, as those two seemed to share a lot with one another. Just as Ignis and I had our fair share of secrets, I wouldn't doubt those two had the same.

[indigosuvi]

don't forget your sunscreen

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 571 | Read it on AO3 | masterlist

Summary: bonfires on the beach.

The journey to the beach was slow and long. Ignis didn't mind, though. He enjoyed every moment that he could with you. You had booked a hotel in advance, and Ignis had started planning the vacation. He worked too much and just needed to enjoy his time. You packed your things a few days prior before Ignis was even given a few days off of work. You knew that he would be worrying about if everything had been packed. You knew everything that you would be needing was packed. He was good at keeping up on things and making sure they went according to plan. However, it was all a part of life to make mistakes, to laugh, and enjoy the errors that came along. Nothing was ever perfect, and that was okay. He had been working for the castle for years before you had ever met him. You met him while he was on one of Noctis' adventures. Wherever they decided to go and had things to do. You liked him the first time that you met him and he liked you. However, he always seemed to be busy, and he wasn't very good at talking to people like Gladiolus was. He eventually warmed up, and things were fine. It was a few months before you and Ignis became a couple.

Ignis had offered to drive once the car was loaded, and you were fine with that. You knew he was a safe driver. He was the primary one who took the prince around. You knew where you were headed, but you were unsure of how to get there exactly. Which was another reason why Ignis drove. He was good at following directions, and he would get you there on time. When you arrived at the hotel, you checked in while Ignis began to unpack the bags. You should have had him check in, but it slipped your mind. You knew Ignis was going to try to do all the work. You grabbed the key and headed back out, helping Ignis with the bags before heading back in and to your room. You and Ignis started unpacking and then sat down to rest.

"What do you want to do?" You asked him.

"I think we should wait until later. The sun is up, and you would need to wear sunscreen to prevent sunburns. Of course, with the weather being as hot as it is, you wouldn't want to overheat either." He said, and he adjusted his glasses.

You smiled. "Yes, but what do you want to do?"

"I think we should head to the beach."

Despite the sun beginning to go down, Ignis put sunscreen on you both, and then you headed out. You carried your towel, as did Ignis. With the sun going down, there was no reason to bring anything else. You arrived at the beach and you saw a small lit fire. You pointed it out to Ignis.

"Hey, let's head over there."

"I don't think that would be a good idea. I do believe that it is someone's camping site."

"I don't see anyone around." You said as you took his hand.

It wasn't anyone's camping site, and the fire had been lit and then abandoned. You laid your towel down and sat. Ignis sat down next to you. You laid your head on his shoulder, and after a moment, he wrapped his arm around you.

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[kozumebunny]

Sorry to return from the dead like this but I require assistance in finding a fanfiction/head canon post.

All I remember is it was a final fantasy 15 post and it was an android au? I remember it had Noctis being Noct1.5, a malfunctioning droid with high independence. I remember it having ignis being a broken down office bot(?) but reader finds him in the dumpster and fixes him up and they like live together???

I tried google search and idk if it’s just been zapped or what but any help is appreciated 🙏

[noctunis]

hi!! could i request ignis with a reader who's super flirty? i just think iggy is so attractive and want to know how you think he'd react to being told that lol

the crickets around you chirped in tune with the inner melody playing in your head, a soft song muttered under your breath and a tap of your fingers left you satisfied while you watched ignis work. his back was facing you; his sleek, dark grey button-up hugging on him while he made another dish. after the day you guys had, he couldn’t help but make some more food per your request— especially since gladio and you had gathered some herbs nearby. observing the man in front of you some more, you stared at him with no shame. after all, it wasn’t everyday that ignis didn’t gel his hair.

the brown color of his hair now parted with an acacia orange as it accentuated even the tiniest strands of hair. pieces of it covered the back of his neck and what you presumed was the front of his face. silently, you prayed for some water to come his way so you’d see more of this side of him. he looked so content, ignis always did when he was cooking.

you couldn’t stop the next words tumbling from your mouth. “have i ever told you how pretty you look with your hair like that?” even through the distant crackling of the camp fire and the chattering of gladio and prompto talking about only astrals know what, your voice cleared its own pathway throughout the faint noises and wiggled its way into ignis’ head, hoping his soon heating cheeks would be covered with an excuse of the fire.

he still faced away from you, hand languidly stirring the pot in which contained a stew from whatever ingredients were able to be gathered in the seas surrounding the galdin quay, provided to you guys by noctis’ skilled fishing. ignis cleared his throat, swallowing thickly before responding, “thank you, although i wouldn’t have thought that ‘pretty’ was the right word to describe a man such as myself.”

getting up to help him clean up, you watched him out of the corner of your eye; his glasses glinting with the warm glow of the nearby fire. you hummed mindlessly, almost dismissing his claim. “nonsense, anybody can be labeled as pretty.” and to that, he chuckled—brushing off his pink ears. “i suppose.”

letting out a giggle, you made ignis’ heart flutter once more. his head turned towards you, an amused smile resting on his face. he admired the way the auburn flames lit up your face as it highlighted your features; he sunk in the way your eyes crinkled when you beamed, along with the way your shoulders shook with your soft laughter. looking back at him, you pointed at his face. you paused a bit, turning your attention back to cleaning the cutting boards and cutlery which had been used by the brute of food known as noctis. always such a messy eater, you recalled. even gladio ate cleaner than noct did.

blinking up at him, you huffed again, “c’mon iggy, you know it. you’re even heating up— at the truth, might i add.”

hearing the familiar nickname laced with your sweet tone of voice fall from your lips made his heart beat a little louder— ( even if he’s heard it plenty of times before from his friends, hearing it from you felt different. almost strange. )

he scoffed amusedly. “it’s quite hot out here if you haven’t noticed.” blaming his pink cheeks on the vennaugh haven you lot had made yourself comfortable in, he brushed off your comments as you rolled your eyes at him with a mumbled, “whatever you say, iggy.”

“don’t start with that now.”

“what? what’d i do this time?” you grinned, tilted your head at him with a tone intertwined with feigned coyness. he sighed, shaking his head. “oh,” you said, dragging out the vowel perhaps longer than you needed to, “you just don’t wanna give into my super charming character. i get it.” putting your hands up in a defensive manner, you pushed more. he groaned, eyes still focused on the pot. “yes, quite the charmer.”

you scoffed dramatically, “why did that sound sarcastic?” he hummed in denial, shaking his head at your silly questions. “admit it,” you said, “you’re just salty i made you blush.”

“you did not.”

“i did, too.”

and before you could keep going on with this foolish game of who’ll crack first, a voice cleared their throat behind you. the two of you turned your heads only to see noctis with a hand on his hip and cocked head. ignis and you exchanged a glance as you both paused your movements. noctis grinned lazily as he teased, “what’re you guys talking about?”

[queen-anarchys-writingzone]

FFXV Masterlist

i dont know if i wanna post this here to keep my FFXV on my other blog, but for now i will link my other blog and think from there

FFXV Blog - @ffxv-chocoheadcanons

All the Bros

New years Headcanons - Bros

Falling madly in Love - Bros

Broken Glass (Poly Bros x Reader)

Happy Birthday Love (Poly Bros x Reader)

A Pillow and a Tiger (Poly Bros x Reader)

Burnt Dinner (Poly Bros x Omega Reader)

Distant (Poly Bros x Omega Reader)

Gladiolus Amicitia

Gladio the baby magnet

[who-knew-a-sheep-can-write]

A First For Everything: Ignis Scientia x Fem!Reader (NSFW)

Contains: First time, light dirty talk

You’ve never seen him like this; All blushing and at a loss for words, constantly fixing and messing with his glasses and his elegant hands to try and calm his mind. He eventually took his glasses off, folding the arms into place and gently putting them down on to the end table next to him.

You weren’t any better. You hadn’t said much since you both entered Ignis’ bedroom. You fumbled with your hands at your lap, eyes trying to stay focused on him but you would pretend to be interested in his rug or the curtains or his trousers and - holy shit he has an erection and it’s all because of you and-

You had to take a breath.

You swallowed and looked back up at Ignis to see he was already looking at you. His pale green eyes looked to be full of hope and love, his thin pale lips were pulled back in an almost amused smile. You couldn’t help but smile back, the two of you suddenly laughing at the situation that laid before you both as you both blushed like virgins.

Well, that’s the thing: You both were.

You both had been dating for a little while and it was your first anniversary together. Ignis did as he always does and spoiled you, pampering you as if you were royalty yourself. Extravagant dinner, a ride in his elegant car, a walk in the beautiful botanical garden the Citadel holds.

And now sex.

You’re both not incompetent. You knew how it worked, the porn you both watched and read can only do so much but it left a lot up to your imagination.

It was all just a matter of getting undressed and rolling around in the sheets with each other.

“We don’t have to do this tonight, my love,” Ignis spoke softly.

His words were always like velvet in your ear. Smooth and easy going, like the finest of whiskies you could ever dream of tasting. His eyes were still on you, awaiting on whatever your decision may be. They followed you as you came closer to his spot on the bed, your hands coming up to rest on his shoulders and trailing up to his neck. His dress shirt had been undone by a few buttons, his blazer sat open, you could see the lean muscle of Ignis’ chest as well as that smooth neck some feral little part of you wanted to mark up with kisses and hickies. Your fingers caressed at the back of his neck, toying and twirling the little bit of hair that laid flat.

“I want you, Ignis,” you murmured.

He stood at your words, backing you up just enough for him to stand before you. His lanky arms were slowly wrapping around your waist and drew you closer to him. He leaned down and captured your lips in a kiss. He still tasted of dessert; Sweet with just a pinch of salt mixing with bitter chocolate. His hands grabbed onto you as yours fumbled with his collar, bringing him as close to you as possible until his chest was flush against your breasts.

He broke from the kiss, his green eyes wild as his hands grabbed onto you more.

“Take these off,” he ordered.

You almost fell back when he released you, his support suddenly gone as his hands eagerly awaited for your clothing to come off of your person. You did as he said, unzipping and undoing the buttons of your clothing before shedding them to the floor. You were left in just your bra and panties, the soft white garments were a very welcoming surprise to Ignis. You looked so beautiful in white. His eyes didn’t know where to stay, going between your face, your breasts and your panties where it had been adorned with the littlest white satin bow Ignis had ever seen.

You couldn’t reach behind you fast enough to undo your bra when Ignis’ hands found your body again. You gasped as he suddenly lifted you, your legs absent-mindedly wrapping around his waist as he snatched up your lips once again for another kiss. His teeth sank into your bottom lip, begging for you to let him in to which you graciously allowed.

Your hands grabbed at Ignis’ dress shirt, fumbling with more of the buttons between your persons the best that you could without looking. You moaned when your tongues danced, his tongue so ever excited to explore the cavity of your mouth.

He spun around slowly, carefully bending down low and settling your back against the bed. He pulled away just as your fingers managed to undo the last button of his shirt. He shrugged the damn thing off along with his blazer, the expensive clothing falling to the floor without a care in the world.

You couldn’t help but stare at your boyfriend, eyes rolling up and down his very trim body. The definition of his muscles was quite chiseled, almost as though he were carved out of the finest marble to be a statue adored by millions. You knew you were one of them. You only got a taste of the power his body could offer you, it made you drunk on the idea of all that he really could do.

“You look so beautiful, kitten,” he purred. “Did you dress in white lingerie just for me?”

It was honestly just a coincidence, but an amazing one at that.

You nodded eagerly, eyes twinkling up at him as you silently begged him to take you. Fuck, your mouth was so dry.

His hands snatched at his dress pants, easily undoing his belt clasp and allowing the loose pants to pool at his ankles before he kicked the damn thing out of his way. Your eyes widened just a bit at the bulge in his boxer briefs, he looked a lot bigger than you thought he would be.

You jokingly thought that if anything should happen to his job, he could make it big as a porn star.

He peeled away his underwear, hissing softly once his cock had been sprung free. It was fully erect, standing tall and proud before you with a little streak running down the underside, a trail of salty semen that you wanted to lick up so desperately.

Ignis’ eyes landed once again on your bra and panties. Just the look alone in his eye reminded you that this also included you, your hands reaching behind you to unhook your bra from behind you and finally freeing your breasts from their satiny yet supportive prison. You tossed the garment to the side, Ignis’ eyes were pinned on your naked breasts as soon as they had been revealed to him.

It took him a moment, his brain having just been basically flash-banged by the glory of your breasts. He shook his head, clearing his mind quickly before he watched you shimmy off your panties, kicking them until they joined his on the floor with the rest of your clothes.

Ignis stared down at your glory, eyes roaming over your perfect body as his dick just felt like it was getting harder. He wanted to so desperately fuck you, to just wreck you all night long and never leave his bed when morning comes around.

And he plans on doing exactly that.

[cloggedarteri]

♡ignis whos wearing his gloves not just for driving but also because he has a habit of biting and picking at his nails when he's nervous so the gloves are a countermeasure. the act of unfastening, removing and then refastening a pair of leather gloves was tedious enough to stop his pursuit.

♡ignis trying his hardest to keep up the glove routine on his own and for a good while he keeps it up. id find it very sweet if each of the boys had taken notice of ignis' little nervous tick and tried to redirect his attention or remind him to wear his gloves ( noctis notices ignis is fiddiling with his hands as hes thinking about what to cook and he comes back to bring him some gloves he keeps in his room. gladio notices that ignis is playing with the skin around his nail while hes scrolling through his phone after arms practice and places a water bottle in his hand to preoccupy him. and then prompto notices that ignis is biting his nails while hes watching the news so to distract him he asks for assistance with his homework---my boys are so sweet omg so previous) 

♡ignis finding that despite his friends proactive attempts, there are times when he cant maintain the routine. wearing gloves all day back to back becomes an annoying chore so he just...takes them off for a while, for an evening. whats the worst that could happen? he thinks surely he has enough self-control to last him a single afternoon but, by the end of the day, he's met with bloodied fingers and a dilemma. how the hell is he going to remove his piercings?

♡ignis who silently debates between powering through the pain or enduring the embarrassment of having to ask the boys for assistance--admittedly the pain seems more bearable. but then again if he did try the removal himself he'd probably be scolded for trying to hide that he'd broken his streak--scolded for his persistent independence.

♡ignis who after practice meekly walks up to gladio and asks him if hes preoccupied at the moment and if not then could he give him some assistance. and gladio looks at him with arched brows and squinted eyes, he grows tense in anticipation of something. it isnt often that ignis asks for things, for help (which he and the boys are trying to stop) so when he watches ignis avoid eye contact while holding his hands close to his chest, he knows he needs to listen. his attention move above ignis' form, seeing if anyone is watching the pair and whispers "of course iggy, whats wrong". this is humiliating. its not the first time he's gone to gladio for this kind of help but its still humiliating. "i-i need your assistance with my piercings" and tension in gladios shoulders bleed away with a sigh, "did you start biting again iggy?". and ignis can only response with a tired "yea".

♡ignis who despite having his eyes closed (to avoid looking into gladio's eyes as he rangles out the piercing) is all too aware of the pair of eyes peering at him so he acknowledges them with a, "i must ask that you two cease your gawking." and prompto is the first to run out of their cover with a quick "sorry ignis", noctis following close behind. the pair stand in front of the two on the bench and watch for a while before noctis breaks the silence

"why the hell are you digging in his nose?"

"taking his piercing out"

if ignis hadnt been trying to calm himself he would have found amusement in the way prompto had gasped, pointing at him with his mouth agape,

"you have a piercing!"

"more like piercings. hes got like 8 tucked away under his suit", responded noctis.

and somehow promptos mouth drops even further, looking back and forth between his two friends.

"10 actually. he got 2 new ones to impress his little boyfriend". and ignis doesnt have to open his eyes to know that gladio is smirking down at him because he could hear it in his tone.

♡ignis who wants to be swallowed whole and disappear from the whole situation so he pushes himself up with a hurried "okay thats enough thank you gladio I have places to be" and as ignis walks out the locker room all three of the boys say "to your boyfriends house?" and ignis is like "n-no. shut up." and then he just leaves

♡ignis whos practically races to get back to your apartment and quickly slots himself behind you, his arms around your waist. you ask "long day?" and wordlessly he nods.

[randombullshittingfuckery]

Guys, I need the entirety of the loz, ghost, hp, Final Fantasy, KH, Marvel, DC, and lotr fanbases to help me recover right now. My boyfriend told me we should take a break due to quite a few different circumstances and it's looking like it may be a full breakup of which I am not ready for, please recommend your best fluffy/smutty fics to get me through these tough times :(