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Now we need some sad headcanons! What about Noctis with a s/o who has scars. Probably some on their chest, back and even on their face. They may feel really down when they hear from strangers that they look scary, ugly or unattractive

Righto! Mild trigger warning for negative thoughts. 

When they were a teenager, they were one of the very rare extremely unlucky people to be ‘favored’ by Ramuh.

In other words, they had been struck by lightning and survived. 

This left them with darkened lichtenberg scars across their skin, the darkest part being on their back where they had been struck. The scars went across their back, wrapped around their shoulders and over their chest, up their neck across half their face. They also branched down their arms and legs, with the faintest scars on their hands and feet.

They and Noctis had been friends at the time, and he had even visited them in the hospital while they recovered. 

The scars weren’t so bad as long as they didn’t look at themselves in a mirror. They’d be fine after a few weeks everyone said…

Only, they didn’t fade like they’re supposed to. 

So they avoid mirrors like the plague, and cover up as much skin as they can. (If they do happen to see a reflection of themselves, they feel something start burning inside them, making them want to claw their skin apart to REMOVE the burning.)

There’s nothing they can do about their face though. They tried make up once, but that required looking into a mirror and retouching everything far too often for them to feel comfortable. 

So they just avoid their own reflection and try to forget they’re there. 

But it’s hard when people only see their scars first, and not them. 

So they grown their hair out to try and hide their face, trying not to draw attention to themselves. 

They live like this for years, never truly dealing with the scars, and growing to hate themselves because of it. 

A deep depression would fall over them. They’d never considered themselves vain, but it would hurt them to know people would point and stare at them because of the pattern that was on their face. 

Some people find the scars beautiful on them. Others think they’re grotesque. But everyone feels the need to point them out.

Noctis is there the day they have a meltdown about it, and before they could say anything they might regret in front of a LOT of people, he drags them off to somewhere private.

They breakdown about how much they hate their appearance, and how the scars sometimes ache still, and how scared they are of storms, and that sometimes they really want to tear their scars off and who could love someone so disfigured? They’d be nothing but a novelty. A freak. They’d wish the lightning had just taken them. They didn’t want to be stared at anymore. 

He’d demand they shut up and just wrap his arms around them. He’s start listing all the reasons they shouldn’t hate themself, and that people did like them already.

Like him. This is when he’d confess but they’d take it the wrong way and see his confession as pity. (He has a HORRIBLE sense of timing.)

It would take some work but he’d eventually convince them that he liked them BEFORE their accident, and the scars didn’t change that. And they’d finally allow themselves a little bit of happiness when they agree to date him. 

It’d be hard at first, knowing the crown prince was dating them. Especially since the venom in peoples words hurt them. No matter how much Noctis reassured them that he loved them, they’d still hear the whispers of others. 

In person, Noctis would verbally tear anyone to shreds if they dared make a remark about their scars. But they don’t spend all their free time together, so there’s more than enough time for people to corner them and shatter their heart with venomous word.

It always takes Noctis a large amount of time to undue the damage those word create, but he’s steadfast in standing beside his S/O and comforting them.

Eventually, with Noctis loving them, they grow to tolerate their skin. Which isn’t much, but it’s an improvement. He helps them start gaining the confidence to live normally again. 

They start pulling their hair back, and may even cut it off and show their scars to the world unflinchingly.

Instead of hiding their skin, they grow to embrace it, wearing anything that bears their shoulders and back. They change drastically with Noctis helping them accept themself. 

“Look at me. Look at what I survived.” becomes words they live by.

Much to Noctis’ horror though, they decide to repay him by deciding to join the Kingsglaive. (It upsets him to know that if he or his father are ever in danger, they’re honer bound to protect them. )

At their general combat assessment, they’re forced to face their fear of lightning. Which has Noctis panicking. And they’re afraid. But they handle it very well.

…until they’re struck by it. 

It’s dead silence as they crouch on the ground after being hit. They’re hunched over, as lighting dances around them, skittering over their arms and around the floor around them. 

Imagine everyone’s surprise when they get up, unharmed, with an absolutely ruthless grin on their face. They didn’t even feel it. Because of what happened to them, lightning based attacks don’t work on them. 

They earn the nickname “Child of Ramuh” because of this. Or, as a joke, ‘Ramuh’s kid’. 

They grown into their own, and Noctis no longer needs to reassure them as much. But they’re both still devoted as ever to one another. 

And then Noctis is told that he’ll be marrying Luna, and neither object. It’s the best thing to do for the kingdom. They’re forced to break it off though they love each other.

They are not invited on the trip due to how much history is between them. 

They’re present for the events that befall Insomnia, and fight as hard as ever, wanting to ensure Noctis had a home to return to.

And when Insomnia falls, so do they. 

: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. 

Psst. @ the anon who sent me the ask regarding Prompto and Noctis with an S/o at the Chocobo carnival; did you mean like in a poly relationship or separate? 

Oh, and in other new, I’m down to one ask guys. I have work though so feel free to send more asks to answer! 😀 

Can I have a matchup please? i’m 5′ tall and petite. I have straight black hair with purple highlights, I also wear glasses (i like to joke around that i’m blind without them). I’m 23 years old. I love animals, books and food. I tend to be the quiet (awkward) one in groups and i have a somewhat dark and dry sense of humor. i try to do new things since i have social anxiety and it kinda helps. Thank you!!!

I match you with Ignis!

He’s a gentle person, and understanding. Despite his seriousness he also has a wicked sense of humor that’d get along with your dark and dry one. Both of you wear glasses, so I think he’d know little things to tease you about and to do with them that no one else would. (Like leaving a finger print on the lenses when you’re not looking.) Or maybe as a joke holding them in his hand while you’re looking for them.

Books he enjoys, but if you like food, and perhaps learning about it, he’d gladly welcome you into the kitchen with him to learn a thing or two. Not to mention he’s so stead and mentally solid, if your anxiety ever got the better of you, I think he’d know what to do to calm you down. 

Howdy! Can I get a match up please (if it’s ok ;3)? I’m 4’10” and has black hair and brown eyes. I’m a massive introvert, as I get scared around anyone, including friends and strangers. Because I’m such a smol, I get scared easily in crowds (everyone is a giant) and just when anyone just enters my space. I like to draw and paint, as well as swim (cuz I love le ocean :3). My friends say I’m mischievous and a bit of a lowkey-mom friend. But I’m also the quiet friend in my circle. Thanks ^^

I match you with Prompto!

The mom friend would be welcome with Prompto I think. Though he can take care of himself, having someone that might help watch over his shoulder would be welcome. In crowds, if you’d allow it, he’d like to hold your hand so you wouldn’t get lost and let you lead him where you’d want to go. Seeing your drawings and paintings would be a treat for him. 

The most panicky couple award goes too…

Kidding. In all honesty, trying to keep each other calm in scary situations would help I think. You both would have something other than your fear to focus on. You’re both a bot on the mischievous side, so things would be interesting between you both. (Picture the prank wars.) And because you’re so quiet, no one would suspect that you’re mischievous anyways.