#blameardyn2017

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Hi! Do you think you could write an aftermath situation with the Chocobros comforting Reader after he/she is rescued from Ardyn who physically/mentally harmed Reader? (Though, I imagine Ardyn being very fond of mind screws considering what he does in the game). Thanks!

I love how twisted Ardyn can be (BlameArdyn2017) this actually shouldn’t have been as much fun as it was, but it was so much fun!!

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Noctis

You gave a soft cry in your sleep, yet settled down the moment that you felt the warm embrace of Noctis surround you. He was mindful of the scars around your arms and wrist, having to be even more so when moving your head to rest against his shoulder. As the crown, that burning hot circlet of a tiara that Ardyn place on your head had done some serious damage to your forehead and would leave a scar for life.

During the day you were mostly fine, yet at night when you slept, nightmares of the memories returned. The terror and torture that Ardyn had placed you through, you had only been gone for a week, but to Noctis and yourself it felt like a lifetime.

When you finally stumbled back into their group, Noctis made certain that he was forever at your side, never to leave you again. So when he found himself be awoken to your tears, Noctis would cuddle you close, stroking your hair, pressing soft kisses against your face and hands.

“I’m here.”

That’s all it took was just his voice and you’d calm down, or your eyes would flutter open. Only for the two of you to stay within each others hold, you wouldn’t say anything, just staying within the man’s embrace.

Noctis was absolutely determined to pay the man back tenfold of what he had done to you.

~~~~~

Prompto

Prompto absolutely refused to let you go, no matter where you went, he was beside you. Holding your hand, an arm wrapped around your shoulders, your shoulders touching. He couldn’t bare to let you out his sight again. Never again!

You returned bruised and batter, including one of your ribs, at first they feared it broken yet it seemed that whatever blunt trauma Ardyn had hit you with, you had always managed to curl yourself away so he never hit the same place twice.

In the evening Prompto would hold you close, until you fell asleep, all of his attention on you. Ensure that in a moments notice that you would not have to even call for him and he would be there.

He made certain that even in moments where he couldn’t be there to physically hold you he provide a stuff chocobo, covered in his cologne and scent so that you could rest peacefully. He also made sure that his phone was on, and that you had the loudest ringer, calling you before the hunt, after the hunt and on their way back to make sure that you were okay.

Prompto wanted to ask, he wanted to ask so bad just what happened, but tears swelled within your eyes the moment that you begun to speak, and Prompto would gather you within his arms, holding you close, often leading to tears of his own falling.

Yet every time, Prompto would dry your eyes, pressing a kiss to your cheeks, before asking if you were thirsty. You’d give a soft nod, he would fill you up a glass of water, only for you to drink half, he would finish it and than you both would curl up together.

“I’ll protect you.” Prompto would whispered against your hair, determined to do just that.

~~~~~

Gladiolus

He knew, he knew right off the back when you returned, a scar across your left eye, another scar down the center of your chest.

“To match your beloved.” Gladiolus remembered you telling him. That’s what Ardyn did, he marked you, so that you and Gladiolus would be a matching set.

Yet what Gladiolus knew immediately was that you weren’t okay, physically or mentally. You kept pretending that everything was fine, that you were fine, that you weren’t troubled by whatever torment you had faced since you had disappeared in that hunt. That trap Ardyn had set up.

You were jumpy, you startled easy, and you didn’t speak of it much, only that what Ardyn had in store for the party you were determined to not allow to happen.

So by the third night, after dinner was finished did Gladiolus take your hand, moving you both deep into the woods. He knew that he could protect you from any deamons that would attempt to attack, but he knew that you had to get this out.

“Gladdy…”

Gladiolus pulled you to his chest, “Go ahead, Babe, I’ve got you.”

He didn’t hear it at first, but he felt your body hiccup, than wetness on his chest, closely followed by your muffled wails as you clinged tightly to the man. He followed you to the ground as your knees buckled, pulling you into his lap as he allowed you to keep crying.

“I’ve got you, Babe, I’ve got you.” He repeated time and time again, as your body finally seemed to run out of tears, yet a stray hiccup left you time and time again.

“I…I was so scared Gladio…” You warbled, clinging tightly to the man.

“You were so brave, you did amazing. My girl is so brave.” Gladiolus whispered, stroking your hair and back. He wasn’t certain of just how long you sat within his lap, as he gave you comforting strokes along the back, rocking slightly. Yet eventually he heard you snore softly, moving as gently and quietly as he could, the man carried you back to camp.

Moving into the tent, allowing you to use him as a mattress tonight, knowing that he wouldn’t get much sleep for the next few nights, and he knew that you deserved rest after what you had been through.

The next morning, Gladiolus emerged from the tent, you still curled tightly within his sleeping bag, only awakening when the man shifted. “I’ll be right outside, Babe.” He replied with a kiss to your forehead, as you dozed back asleep alongside Noctis and Prompto, stepping outside to be greeted by Ignis.

“Is she doing any better?” Ignis inquired.

“She finally let it out, but I think it best that she rest for the day.”

Ignis placed a hand on Gladiolus’s shoulder, “She needs you here, Gladiolus, don’t let your anger get the best of you.”

Gladiolus knew the other was right, but that still didn’t stop him from thinking of all the ways he was going to tear Ardyn apart.

~~~~~

Ignis

No one could fault Ignis as he rushed into the hotel, where you had last sent him a message less than 5 hours ago. You had gone missing, and when Ardyn had attempted to toying with you, everyone was shocked at how easily Ignis had handled it.

Yet those who knew the advisor, knew that he wasn’t going to take this laying down. Ignis was beyond livid, the man was furious! The entire time you were gone, the others could see it, in every moment that he was left alone with his thoughts, he was trying to piece together where Ardyn had left you, stranded and alone.

So to find you in the hotel room, leaving a message with the front desk to let in the men with a password of “Fluffy Chiffon Cake”. One  of your favorite shared meals. Ignis stepped into the room, a double room with two full bed in the room next door, yet a single Queen in this room.

The others figured that you needed time alone, as they moved into the other room.

Ignis quickly moved across the room, finding you curled on ‘your’ side of the bed, ‘his’ side of the bed empty, as if you were expecting him. Yet you curled around the pillow, holding it tightly like you would the man should you experience a nightmare. Moving to the bed, Ignis didn’t have the heart to wake you, as he removed his suit jacket and shoes before taking the spot of the pillow.

You didn’t flinched or even seemed to notice the difference, only curling around the man holding tightly to him. A strangled wheeze going through your body as you nuzzled into him.

Ignis glanced to the bedside table, seeing 2 Hi-Potion bottles, an Elixir and sleeping pills. Which would have been the reason that you didn’t stir one bit. The man sighed deeply, only to pull you closer, as he closed his eyes. For now he was fine enough with you in his arms.

Only to awaken to Gladiolus shaking his shoulder, “We’re getting something to eat, want us to pick you and y/n up something?”

Ignis glanced to you, draped across his lap, your hold on him no longer as tight, and that wheezing noise he had heard earlier was not as noticeable, “I’ll be there shortly, I want to make certain it’s something that she will eat.”

Gladiolus nodded, “We’ll be waiting downstairs.”

Ignis waited for Gladiolus to leave, before moving silently from the bed, only to hear you moan softly, before your eyes flickered open.

“Ig…” You whispered harshly.

Ignis leaned forward pressing a kiss to your lips, stroking your hair from your face, “My love, I’m so happy to see you.”

You gave a soft purr, dragging him forward for another kiss, which he happily provided. Only to softly whimper another “Ig…gy.”

Ignis smiled, your voice sounded harsh, “I’m going to get you something to eat, when was the last time that you ate?”

You moved your hand from underneath the sheets that were pulled underneath your chin signaling 3 days.

Ignis pressed another kiss to your lips, “Rest easy love, I’ll be back within 30 minutes.”

You gave a soft hum, before closing your eyes, blindly reaching around for an item, only to smile as Ignis draped his suit jacket over you, as you immediately cuddled into it. A soft hum of pleasure at Ignis’s lips against your temple before returning to sleep.

“I’ll return shortly, my love.”

Ignis was true to his word, returning actually within 25 minutes, a bowl of tomato soup from a restaurant in town. While he would have prefered to have made you a bowl himself to make sure that you could stomach it, this was the only thing on the menu that he knew wouldn’t upset your stomach.

Yet he was shocked when he returned to find the bed empty, his mind thought the worse, but heard the shower running. Only to stop as he placed down the bowl of soup on the desk in the room. “Love?”

The cracked bathroom door immediately slammed shut,throwing the man off. Yet he figured that you needed privacy, still that did not stop him from stepping forward, knocking on the door. Trying again, “Love?”

That’s when he heard it, it was soft but he heard you sobbing, almost as if your had a hand over you mouth to stop the sobs from coming out. Ignis wasted no time, stepping into the bathroom, you in the old button down top of his you wore for pajamas, a look of horror across your face, before you quickly turned away.

“Love?” He called again, as you slowly turned to him. Only for Ignis not able to hide the gasp that escaped. Your neck, across your neck was a wound, that seemed as if you had a collar or rope around your neck, that dug into you, marking you forever to leave a scar. Tear filled eyes looked to him, before you rushed forward, holding him tightly. This would explain as to why you were having difficulty breathing and speaking.

“Ig…”

“Shh, shh, I’m here.” Ignis replied, scooping you into his arms, before moving to the bed. Holding you tight within the long lean arms, curling around you as you both sat up, you resting your head against the strong shoulder, while Ignis rested his head upon your own. A soft hum of a lullaby in his chest as soft hands ran up and down your arms and back. Proving he was here and never going to leave again.

Ignis knew that he was beyond livid now, and Ardyn had better hope that Hell gave more pity than the vengeance Ignis had planned.

~~~~~

Nyx

“Nyxxy.” You muttered softly, everything hurt, your arms and legs felt as if they had been stretched to their maximum length, and every movement, even the slight movement of rolling your head felt like hundreds of needles rushed into your skin.

The bed immediately dipped beside you, as you felt a hand brushing back your hair, “I’m here, Baby Doll.”

Nyx was never far from you now, since The Fall, the man had no idea just how he managed to get so lucky to survive. Yet you were captured by that asshole, that man who had set all of this up, Chancellor Ardyn. The man strung you up, and after you refused to give the location of the Prince, he tossed you away like trash.

Only for Nyx to find you, and bring you home to nurse you back to health until you could make your next move. Potions were starting to run thin, but you were able to speak, and move better each day and spent most of the days awake now.

“How many days?” You groaned, as he moved into bed. Using the power of the Kingdom to heat his body much like a heating pad, that would help your muscles relax just a little.

“Going on 2 weeks, but don’t worry about that, you worry about recovering.” He replied, pressing a heated kiss to a bruise that had been refusing to heal on your temple.

You gave a soft sigh, right now you were certain it was just the last two of you in Insomnia, and all of Nyx’s attention was on you. Making sure that you healed, he would go out during the day, grabbing what little he could find, potions, foods, and the like. Loading up so that once you were able to move you’d both be able to go and assist Noctis and the others.

A loving soothing heated touch brushed over your sore shoulders, who knew that hanging suspend in the air for 3 days would wreck your body so horribly. You rose a hand, despite the absolute amount of pain it caused you, resting it on the cheek of the man, who had save your live.

“Nyxxy, if I’m not better by the end of the week, go find Noctis without me, he’ll need your help.”

“I’m not doing that.”

“Nyx.”

“No.”

You groaned softly, “Our duty is to our King, Nyx, our King is Noctis, and we must go to him, even if that we means you.”

“I’m not leaving you to die.” Nyx replied, pulling you close. “I’ll carry you out of here if that’s what it means, but I refuse to let you die here alone. I love you too much to let that be your fate.”

You sighed softly, this is what you got for falling in love with a Hero.

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Cor

“Shit.” You muttered softly, stumbling weakly against the shifting rock face.

“Are you alright?” Cor called, immediately at your side.

“I’m fine, let’s keep going, we can’t keep them waiting.” You replied putting on a brave face, as you moved up the rock slide, attempting to not show the slight hitch in your step from the fracture in your leg that did not set right due to you not properly resting it.

Cor watched you move, too stubborn to bring up the pain he knew that you were obviously in. Considering the day he had doubled back into Insomnia and found you among the decay and ruins of the city, a toy for Ardyn’s mercy. His personal little Lucian labrat that he had running around, following this false dream after that false dream of your days perfectly normal and beautiful. Only to force you to watch the beloved city crumble in a new way each time.

When Cor had found you, you had actually attacked him, only seeming to believe the man was real when his katana met the blade of your broadsword. You both managed to get out of the city limits, halfway to Hammerhead before Cor forced you to call it a night. He had noticed how you had leaned all your weight to your right leg. Often when resting you would lean down to massage and mess with your left leg hidden within your standard Crown issued boots.

Only when you both had settled in for the night, Cor no longer allowing you to push yourself forward on foot, did you explain the tortures you went through. The entire time Cor held your hand, rubbing soothing circles across you good leg and helping you set a more proper splint for your bad leg. Hopefully it would hold until you could get to Hammerhead and see an actually physican.

Both you and Cor knew that your relationship was one long seated, something that just came second nature at this point like the swings of your swords. So when Cor stated he would double back for you after  going to find Noctis and the others, he had to attempt he wasn’t surprised at your blunt.

“Bullshit.”

The torture did not seem to affect you much, a soldier such as yourself did not earn their title by allowing a psychopath to toy with them for a bit. Yet still Cor knew, and had experienced multiple times, that you would often keep going until you dropped, and would bottle things up inside until you finally would lash out on something.

More than likely him.

“Y/N, do this for me.”

“No.”

Cor sighed, “Fine, at least let’s both rest in Hammerhead for a day, we can have them meet us there.”

You puckered your lips, “You promise not to leave me like you did in Salv?”

Cor remembered that, you had a fever of 104 and the only way he had gotten you to stay put was by having the entire encampment leave you in the middle of the night. Boy, did he ever get on your bad side for that number, he was on the couch for a month.

“I promise.”

This seemed to do the trick, as you curled up beside the Marshal within your shared two person tent, holding tightly to the callous hand as he proved you a potion to help ease the man he knew that you were in, yet refused to show.

Cor smiled as he laid down beside you, pressing a kiss to you lips, as you hummed softly, moving in to cuddle closer to the man. Cor sighed softly, tossing an arm over you. He loved everything about you, yet he had to admit, sometimes that stubbornness that he loved so much, also made him frighten for you.

[pascha-chan]

FFXV headcanon time!!

at the start of the game when the  Regalia breaks down, guess what:

ARDYN DID IT !!