Headcanon on ages

insomniacitizen:

So I don’t agree with the ages of the guys at all. I mean I know Gladio and Ignis had a lot of shit going on but stress can’t age you that much. 22? They look closer to late 20′s, early 30′s. Plus all the responsibility they had at such a young age didn’t really make sense to me.

Then I thought what if a year is longer on Eos than here? Then they’d be their canon ages but they’d be the age they actually look, at least to me anyway.

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Tag Yourself: Fanfiction Authors Edition

the newbie: has written like 1 super cliche fic, doesn’t space paragraphs, everyone secretly hates them but doesn’t want to be rude
the high schooler: only writes high school aus, is actually a middle schooler, writes 3 chapters then gives up and writes a new fic, wants to be more creative but nahhhh
the firecracker: CRACK FICS, just writes weird shit, usually only writes one shots but when they do go for chaptered it’s super creative and well done, likes body swap a lot, always uses overdone memes
the fluffmaster: their stuff is short and sweet, always G rated, but they secretly have ten million kinks
the texter: can literally only write group chat fics, not creative enough for anything else
the infamous: wrote only one fic ever but it was super long and it’s the most popular in the fandom
the smut addict: only writes smut, probably really kinky, seriously though you haven’t even heard of half of these, this is messed up
the nonexistent: writes such average fics that you forget them, but they’re actually really creative
the procrastinator: chapter 2??? what chapter 2???
the wattpad: writes self insert fics for one direction, uses wattpad, probably 9 years old, always adds vampires, generally hated
the monster: likes hurting the characters, will make you cry, kills off a lot of the characters, wHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THIS???
the deadliner: only writes when there’s a deadline of some sorts. Excell at Secret Santas and that sort of thing
the glutton: writes it all, smut fluff angst all mixed up, sometimes in one fic
the AU-lover: the one that flees into different univereses to hide from a messed up canon.

:o how about if ardyn’s (sorry if you dont write for this chara !) had a past lover and one of the chocobro’s s/o looks exactly like them?

omg. I love this. I want to write this as a drabble. (I’m horrible at drabbles but here we goooo!)

The six could be cruel.

Ardyn knew this. But until now he didn’t know just how cruel they could be. When they made him immortal, doomed to walk this plane of existence for the rest of his days, he thought that had been the pinnacle of their cruelty. No. Bringing them back was the cruelest thing by far. And seeing them love another was even worse. 

He stood watching from a distance, close enough to hear them laugh. They were sitting at the edge of the haven, their lance in their lap, and feet dangling over the edge of the rocks. Behind them, the boy was training with his shield. The adviser was preparing them all a meal. And the blonde gunner was fiddling with his camera. But after his general observation, his eye’s focus was on the person watching the darkness, with their back to fire. Always watching, just like before…He wondered if it was just their face they possessed or if they held some memories of their past life? Did they know what came from the dark?

It had been so long ago he had loved them. And though age had somewhat stolen away the memories of their visage, he was certain it was indeed them. With dark brown hair as wild as his, that shone like a raven’s feathers in the light.

A tanned face, wide brown eyes, high cheek bones, delicate nose, and smallish mouth. Features so beautiful and a body that appeared so fragile yet was so strong, how could it be anything but them? Features that six themselves must have picked out. 

Or that’s what they said. Back in the day, when he was king and they were the oracle, their looks had both been held in high regard. Shallow. Their people had been shallow and fell in love with their faces, not knowing how hurt either of them had been by their ascension as the first king and oracle. If he was being honest, they exaggerated their strength. The person he had loved had been weak behind closed doors, and they’d often go to sleep crying into his arms. And he…well, never mind his own shortcomings. 

Anything they had was certainly not from six though. The six only took what they wanted, and gave no regard to the wishes of the mortals they took from. Even their gifts took their price. When they took death from him, they also took them. They left pain in death’s place. Eternal life, because his soul was sullied. Eternal loneliness, because they were pure. And now? He must be damned, to see that face again, and know that they couldn’t be the same person. They only looked like them…Or so he told himself.

He had his doubts. He’d been watching them all for days. Especially them. They sounded the same as before, with a lilting voice much like his own. They fought in the same way, with grace, strength, and nimbleness that few could match. The only thing different was that they fought with a lance instead of the trident now. Tiny little mannerisms, like touching their nose when thinking, tilting their head when annoyed, always looking into the air when daydreaming…They were all the same. It made him think that it was possible they were a reincarnation. 

Almost. 

Part of him hated them for forgetting if it was true. Even if it wasn’t, he hated them all the same. Because how dare they be born with that visage. A reminder of what he lost. How dare they love another. How dare the six mock him one last time, pitting someone who looked like them, that gave him such hope that it might be them, against him. 

He watched on, his face growing distorted and angry. They in turn stared unwavering into the darkness and, he pretended, meeting his gaze. He knew by now that they were a steadfast guard, their attention not easily taken from the task at hand. He loathed to admit that their sense of duty was the same as before too, but it was true. His Oracle had been as attentive as this person to what they thought was their burden. And yet…

When one of the four approached them, they willing turned from their duty to face them, accepting the love and affection offered them. They turned their back on the dark. Something that made his heart clench uncomfortably. They let the man take them by the waist, hold them close and press his lips to theirs. They even smiled with the same adoration on their face that had once been only for him.

He had enough for the night. 

He’d watch over them from the dark until he could bear no more. And when the starscourge came this time, he’d take them. He’d take them and never let them go. Even if it turned out they only looked like his lost love, he would be content until the boy rose up as a king and killed him. Even then, he’d find a way to take them with him, even if it meant cutting their life short. And he’d kill the one they thought they loved if he dared try to stand between them. 

He watched them with both love and hate in his eyes, and then turned and left.

~

When their lover walked back to what he was doing, they turned back to the darkness at the sudden rush of emotions they felt coming from behind them. A strange gust of wind pulled at them, as if calling them into the darkness. But then it was gone, and they felt…

Loss. 

Match up please? ;_;. I’m a Girl. 18 years old & pansexuall. 5’6 inches tall and chubby. I have short brown hair and a nice pair of glasses. I love to take naps after school or after sometime stressful. I don’t care where I am because I can sleep everywhere. ~ I love videos games, forge in languages, ancient legends, animals and Mangas. I’m interested in a lot of things. I’m a really good friend. The welfare of my friends is more important than my own. Family is also a import role in my life ~.

I match you with Noctis!

I’ll be honest, you two would have the best naps. Because if one of you fell asleep and the other was awake, you damn well bet they’re going to cover for the other person so no one will wake them. Because no one likes being woken up from a nap. Video games would be a bonding point, and I think he’d enjoy watching you play or playing alongside you. Something that’d probably be a source of tension for the both of you would be the fact you care more for the welfare of others than yourself. He’d want you to be a little selfish, and know it’s okay to care for yourself more than others.

I think something that you both would do would be lay together and talk. He’d like listening to any and all legends and tale you’ve heard of and read of. And hearing you speak in foreign languages, or even just talk about them, would be something he also enjoys. 

How about Prompto & Noctis with their s/o at the Moogle, Chocobo Carnival. ~ Bonus: Their s/o maybe try to dance with the Moogle and Chocobo Mascots. Of course they will be really good ~(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ

I hope you like this!

Noctis: 

When they first arrive, they’d already be holding hands. 

They’d be at ease with each other, and calmly walking along and just enjoying spending time together.

They’d just observe things at first, both not wanting to push the other into joining in the festival if they didn’t want to. (But highkey, they both reeeaaaallly want to join in.)

When the Moogle Mascot pulls Noctis’ S/O away from him and gets them to dance, he laughs. But not at how silly they look, but rather at how much fun they seem to be having. But then it’s his turn when the Chocobo grabs him and he has to pose. 

Then they’d both feel comfortable joining in the games from there.

Things would get heavily competitive from there. 

His S/O would be the first one to earn Chocobo Medals, and sort of rub it in Noctis’ face. 

He in turn would be SET on earning more after that. 

It becomes this whole kerfuffle of trying to sabotage the other while they’re playing the games. (Kisses, distracting touches, and tickling are all fair game.)

Just picture his S/O about to win one of the mini games with Noctis standing behind them and suddenly they feel a kiss pressed to the back of their neck. Which causes them to lose focus and lose the game. He’d just grin when they turn around and whack him on the arm.

Picture Noctis running around trying to chase after a cactuar and suddenly when he dashes by his S/O, they grab him by the collar and pull him in for a VERY heated kiss that makes his ears turn red and completely forget about the game. He’d get the lowest score of the day. After which all’s they have to do is smirk at him while he’s playing a game and he’d lose focus.

They’d race Chocobos together for a bit, and sort of call a truce….for now.

Then his S/O would accompany him fishing, and they’d just sit side by side and enjoy the passing moments. (Until Noctis would get a bite and they’d both be shouting in excitement.)

It would be after that they’d compare medals, discovering they had more than enough for seats to see the fireworks. 

They’d end their day in a Gondola, the light of the fireworks shining above them. But would wish that it wouldn’t come to an end.

Prompto:

These two, upon arriving, have absolutely NO CHILL.

They both are hyper excited by the decorations, the people, the games in the distance, etc.

They’d rush forward and immediately jump in the fun. Rather than compete against each other, they work together. Prompto couldn’t be more proud when his S/O gets the high score of the day at the Galviano Gallery. (Beating even him.)

They then try, on a whim, the brain teasers. And they find they’re horrible at it and get all the wrong answers and neither could figure out the decorating riddles. But they had fun!

They’d take a break then, and decide to go get a bite to eat at Maagho.

This leads to them getting roped into taking orders and serving tables. They don’t mind, and honestly start a little game with each other on who can make the other forget their table’s orders. (It doesn’t work any of the time they try, but they tried.)

They completely forget about eating after that, and leave. 

Upon hearing someone playing music on one of the docks in the distance, he’d ask them to dance with him. Though he’d feel like such a cheese ball. (To his delight, they’d say yes.) 

They’d just slow dance, and both would realize how much they ADORE the other. After they’re done, they’d go back to walking around.

Though a mild argument would break out between the two over which is cuter; Moogles of Chocobos. 

“Betrayal! The person I love thinks Moogles are cuter!” Prompto would say very dramatically, leaning backwards as if he was about to faint. 

Though the words he said would slightly catch them off guard and they’d nearly trip, but recover nicely. “I can’t believe the man I love thinks Chocobos are cuter!”

Both would end up blushing messes when they realize that might ACTUALLY be the first time they said they loved each other out loud. Whoops.

And then they’d run into Kenny the Crow. 

They’d be walking along and Prompto would look away from his S/O for a second and then back and they’d just be GONE.

Confusion. Lots of confusion as he looks around and see that Kenny the Crow is hightailing it away with his S/O on his shoulders in a fireman’s carry. That’s when his S/O would call for him. (Meeaaanwhile his S/O would also be wiggling and demanding to be put down.)

Cue Prompto taking off full tilt after the wayward crow and his S/O. You can hear the mascot in the distance say, “CAW KIDS! It’s Kenny the Crow!”

When he catches up he asks the crow mascot NICELY to put them down. Instead he starts spinning around really fast with Prompto’s S/O. Which leads to them screaming in a panic as they suddenly get very dizzy. 

Prompto’s like, “Cut it out!” and tries to tug them out of his grip. Which leads to him practically dumping them on a bench and, unexpectedly, scooping up Prompto on his shoulders next. 

He receives roughly the same treatment, screaming all the while, and is dumped, dizzy, in the spot beside his S/O before wandering off to find his next victim. Both are left questioning what the HECK just happened.

(I low key headcanon that Kenny the Crow just likes messing with people and has no personal boundaries.)

They laugh it off, not believing what just occurred and head to the fireworks show hand in hand. 

They watch the show and are totally amazed by it. The atmosphere is perfect, and they’re just leaning against each other contently. 

…until a rather amazing firework causes Prompto and lean back in amazement…and tip right out of the gondola. Rather than just fish him out his S/O jumps in after him and they watch the firework show floating in the water together. 

winemum-ignis:

chocobros:

okay but important question. does ignis know how hot he is? like in a low-key kinda way? or does he just ignore it because who needs looks when you have a prince to keep alive. or maybe he has absolutely no idea. maybe he even thinks he’s kinda average or below average?? like what if he didn’t realize he got hit with a serious fucking glo up and everyone sees it but him and he just. doesn’t. know.

I like to think there are some days, he gets up for work, he puts on one of his nicer suits (well they’re all glorious but y’get me), looks in the mirror and is like, yeah man this is a good look. But never does he think damn son i am smoking.

So when he does get that look from other people he is just like ‘yes, this is in fact a good look, 10/10 on dressing myself today, worth the money, go team.’

And it infuriates everyone because HOW CAN HE NOT SEE IT ╰༼=ಠਊಠ=༽╯