#prancing moogle | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

ff15trashgoldenslumbers · 8 years ago

Note

Got one for noct mostly but the bros (and iris due to nature of ask) can react too in a meeting them sense Noct survives the events of the game and S/O have twins with him. A boy and a girl. s/o wants to name them regis and lunafreya after the two people who are not here now who helped him most.

I really, really looked forward to this! Like I’m gonna try to fluff the hell out of this!

Please be aware that all of my knowledge of childbirth comes from me reading the internet at 3 in the morning, going “well that seems painful” and than going on ebay for 20 min.

~~~~

You waddled out to the garden, waddle being the key word, one hand to your back, the other rubbing protectively across your stomach. Your enlarged stomach that housed your precious baby, and the future heir to the newly rebuilt Kingdom.

Nearly 5 years had gone by, prior to the the defeat of Ardyn and the ‘Death’ of Noctis, you two were wed. Yet with quick thinking on your part, you managed to get most of the gods on your side which assisted with returning your husband back to you from the afterlife. The first few months were rebuilding the city, and the next few years flourished underneath the new King and his Queen. Now everyone was waiting for the next generation.

Once news had broken that the King and Queen were expecting, it was a rather joyous day! Now all you had was just about 4 more weeks and you would be able to hold the new Princess or Prince of the Kingdom. No one knew what to expect as the little one never wanted to get X-Rays right, sometimes it appeared to be a boy, sometimes a girl, yet most of the time with their back to the camera.

You stopped suddenly clutching your stomach, as you received a rather rough contraction. Turning as you heard a whine, “No, no Umbra it’s just a Braxton Hicks. I’m fine.” You smiled to your now constant companion, ever at your side if your husband was not.

Yet unfortunately your husband was currently locked away in a meeting with Ignis, and a few others from neighboring countries in Eos. Since the Starscourge was vanished, all of Eos was in a unity. Rather sad that it took the death of so many.

“Good Morning, Your Highness!”

You turned to the Lady of the battlefield, Mrs. Amicitia, married to Gladiolus and mother of his 2 year old triplets. “Good Morning, off to train new recruits?”

“Of course, we’ve got quite a bit of them.” She smiled, leaning forward rubbing a hand on the bump, one of the few people you allowed to do so. “Why are you so fussy today, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were ready to leave.”

“We’ve got 4 more weeks.” You laughed, as she helped you over to a chair. “No need to rush.”

“I thought the same thing about the triplets, and next I know I’m trying to choke out Gladiolus for doing that to me.” She laughed. “We’ll Your Highness, I must get going, call me if you need me.”

You watched as she left, only to feel Umbra jump up beside you, pressing his head between the spot of your huge stomach and swollen breasts a spot currently much smaller, but the unaged dog loved to rest protectively near your stomach. Umbra was always overprotective of Noctis, and now he had moved to both you and your unborn child. Not that you minded, sometimes Umbra was the only one to understand what you wanted. Yet people would find it strange that the Queen was alone within the large garden, with only a dog, yet in all reality, she wasn’t.

Your own Shield, one Iris Amicitia, was never too far away always able to get to you within a moment’s time, the same with her sister in law. While Cor during his off times would often sit not far from you, hell even sometimes Araena would come for a visit, often laughing with you about how large you had become, always within in good fun, and the woman was always fascinated by the movement of the little one. The fact she provided you a Dragoon as a baby shower gift is still something you laugh about when you go into the nursery. While you Lady in waiting, who had married your own husband’s advisor during the time of Darkness, was always on stand by, many times you would have to shoo her away as she and Ignis both were still very doting hen like and had become more so.

Should Noctis not be able to spare a moment, he would send Prompto, who would often over worry himself, and would be the one in need of practice labored breathing, yet always seemed to be bearing gifts typically Chocobo themed in all colors. Or beautiful works of art from your younger years to adorn the walls.

Or Gladiolus, who underneath his wife and little sister’s thumb, would escorted you around either by wheelchair, or simply picking you as he did his wife. Often comparing you to his wife and sneaking Moogle themed items into the nursery, which set of the great Argentum and Amicitia Chocobo vs Moogle wars, which was stopped by a single Tonberry plush, one thought for the Scienticas.

Yet when with Ignis, the man would prepare whatever you were craving, he even did it that one late night where Noctis was called away to a meeting, and you were determined to have pickles and capers with freshly made sea salt ice cream. Yet the man would often panic when you went into one of your mood swings, often having to call on his wife for assistance. You’d always apologize after, yet Ignis would state it didn’t faze him, as he was use to Noctis.

You had to admit you always loved your brothers, but since becoming a balloon, you absolutely adored them.

Yet your husband made you the most happy, he always made certain that you were provided for! Even while being King, he took his role as husband and future father rather seriously. From the moment you told him the news, to now, he was there providing foot massage, having special maternity wear made for you, so that you never felt fat, and pressing kisses to you. If one thing, you never worried about the man not loving you because you had changed, if anything he had more love to give.

Yet everyone within the Citadel knew, that you did not like to be over ran and constantly doted after, so they all did it within hiding.

You must have dozed off, since next you knew, Umbra had moved off of you, and begun to whine, resting his head against your stomach, “What’s wrong, buddy?”

Umbra jumped from the chair you were both sitting on, his feet nervously tapping as he begun to spin.

The moment you managed to get yourself upright and standing, you felt it, a huge rush of water between your legs, soaking the front of one of your black maternity dress. “Hell, not now.” You muttered, looking to Umbra, “Go get Noctis.”

Umbra pranced around, not wanting to leave you not just yet, so he begun to bark loudly, circling you a few times. Licking at your hands clutching to your stomach, stepping back as he begun to bark, only stopping as he saw your Lady in Waiting appear.

“Your Highness are you…”

“Water broke.” You managed between you panting, watching as Umbra disappeared, hearing your Lady in Waiting, get on the radio, calling for all of those in need of one of many birthing plans. You glanced up to the second floor window where Noctis was currently trapped within his meeting.

“…in due time.” Ignis explained, his visor still over his eyes, despite within the years he had gained very little of sight back.

Noctis rested his cheek against his hand, glancing out the window to the gardens below. He always made certain that Ignis held the meetings within this room on sunny days as you would go out there to enjoy the weather. The meetings were never held far from where Noctis couldn’t keep you within his sights.

Yet blue eyes narrowed in confusion, as he heard the muffled barking of Umbra, only than did he notice you panting heavily, as your Lady in Waiting held you up. His eyes widen in shock as he saw you turn to him, mouthing ‘Statis,’ again and again before Iris appeared helping move you out the garden. The word you both settled on when it was time.

“Your Majesty?” Ignis inquired, as all heads within the room turned to the King who had quickly stood. “Is everything alright?”

“Statis.” Noctis replied, moving out the room rather quickly.

Ignis nodded in agreement, turning towards the other men within the room, “I do apologize, yet we will have to follow up with this meeting at another time.”

Noctis nearly tripped over Umbra as the dog came rushing to retrieve him, only hearing Ignis following up behind him, an ear piece pressed against his ear. Noctis only heard bits and pieces of the conversation, including “Throne room,” “30 minutes for an ambulance” and “She wants Noctis.”

Noctis rushed into the Throne room, throwing open the doors, finding his wife on the floor. Sitting on top of all of the Amicitia families cloaks and bunch of pillows and what appeared to be a curtain, tightly holding Gladiolus and Prompto’s hands, listening to Mrs. Amicitia’s breathing instructions, as Iris fanned her, while her Lady in Waiting was pacing behind her sternly speaking into the phones about the doctor and ambulance being delayed and needing to be here now!

“Noctis.” You panted, as Gladiolus moved out the way allowing your husband to take his place.

“Are you okay?” Noctis asked, flinching as he already knew that you were trying to push a baby out of you. It was a rather stupid question to ask. Happy when you ignored it as you gave a labored cry.

“Aside from the baby, -hrk- fine.” You grunted, squeezing his and Prompto’s hands.

“Your Highness, I hate to ask, but do you think you can wait?”

You let out a scream to your Lady in Waiting, “Baby says no.”

Noctis watched horrified, you were about to give birth in the throne room, with no mid-wife, no medical personnel, and in extreme pain and all he could do is sit there and let it happen. “Sweetie, we need to move you somewhere more comfortable.”

“Okay, okay.” You muttered in a pain filled haze, as you felt Noctis and Prompto try to move you to your feet, only to scream in pain as another contraction hit. “No, no, no baby says we’re doing it here.” You cried, as they moved you back to your nest,

“Gladiolus, come hold her up.” Mrs. Amicitia called, as she moved to sit between your legs, lifting the curtains of your once beautiful dress to your knees, “Shit, she’s crowning, Iris go get some clean towels. You come here.” She motioned toward the Lady in Waiting.

“You’ve done this before?”

“Had three come out of me in one go, figure I know what I’m doing. Now on three I need you to push.”

You nodded softly, turning into Noctis as you squeezed both his and Prompto’s hands, listening for the cues to bring the new heir into the world. It hurt more than anything, yet the soft kisses and sweet words of your husband, almost made the pain worth it.

Almost.

Nearly ten minutes went by, yet right on time Iris returned with silk linen and some towels, right as Mrs. Amicitia pulled out the future Prince of Lucis, wailing rather loudly, only to be swaddled quickly.

“You did awesome, Sweetie.” Noctis smiled, pressing a kiss to you, as you relaxed finally.

“Nope, nope, no time to relax we still got a way to go, one more.”

“What!” The room echoed.

“A few more pushes and baby two will be here.”

“Two!” You screamed, only to push when you were told to do so, turning to your husband, only to notice that he too was rather confused at the news of two heirs to the Lucian line. Lucky, your first son, made it rather easy for the next child to come out.

“We have a Princess.”

“Is that it!” You demanded as both of your children were swaddled and cleaned, yet still yelling proving just how alive and happy they were.

“Yep, good job Mama.” Mrs. Amicitia laughed as she lowered your dress to be more respectable to you.

You finally relaxed, happy the Gladiolus was so solid and didn’t shift against your weight, or the fact that he nor Prompto were too disturbed about seeing their Queen shove not one but two children out of her. Or the current PDA that you and Noctis were engaged in of sweet kisses and nuzzles.

“Congratulations your Highnesses.” Your Lady in Waiting and Ignis stated, handing over the new bundles, who had stopped crying upon contact with their parents.

You held tightly to your baby boy, while Noctis held his daughter, you could already tell just by the room alone that, they two would be spoiled rotten much like the Amicita children.

“So first family photo?” Prompto smiled, as he held up his camera.

You sat up best you could, leaning into your husband, as Prompto snapped a photo. Turning the viewfinder to the four of you, “I don’t look as bad as I thought.” You giggled, earning a laugh from the rest of the room.

A doctor was eventually summoned a few minutes late, and having gotten you and the children moved to what was now considered your nesting room, as they were unable to move you to your room. All three of you were considered born healthy as despite the two being born prematurely. Yet once everyone was weighted in, you were finally allowed to rest. Surrounded by your children sleeping within their bassinet and husband, who was nuzzling into you, repeatedly telling you how happy he was and how much of a good job you did.

Luck would have it that, your Lady in Waiting, and Ignis, banned anyone from the room, and blocked all media coverage, unless alerted by the both of you. Prompto had taken quite a few photos for the two of you, at your request. Along with one very excited phone call from his wife, who was out in the field with Cor with some of the new recruits. while at any given point you who have one of the three Amicitias outside your door, or even sometimes inside to assist. As you wanted the children to also know their extended family.

Yet for the moment it was just the four of you, well five as Umbra had managed to sneak in, curling up underneath the bassinet, never disturbed by the crying of the children, yet constantly keeping a lookout and every so often peeking his head over the side to view them.

“They’re so beautiful, and they have the Lucian eyes.” You giggled, looking to the twins sharing a bassinet as when separated the two would start to whimper and cry, you were attempting to keep your own eyes open, as it had been a long day.

“Perfect, just like their mother.” Noctis chuckled, pressing quite possibly his hundredth kiss against you within the last few hours. “They will need names.”

“Actually I was thinking.” You replied reaching for them, as Noctis moved over handing you, your daughter, while he took your son. Skin contact with the two of you was extremely encouraged, and neither of you could turn it down. “If we name them after the two people that helped you out the most.”

Noctis blinked those beautiful blue eyes, as he son held tightly to his finger, “I don’t think we can name them both after you.” He chuckled, as you gave him a playful dirty look. “What did you have in mind?”

“I would like to name our son, Regis and our little girl Lunafreya.” You replied nuzzling your daughter.

Noctis looked down to his children within their parents arms, “Regis and Lunafreya Lucis Caleum, I like it, what about you Regis, Lunafreaya?”

The both of you were rewarded with smiles and coos, the first of many from the Lucis Caleum twins.

232 notes · View notes