Pocky Day!!!

Noctis:

His face is carefully blank when he brings it up, eyes
looking at the ceiling as if he wasn’t nervous about how cheesy the idea was. They
were at his apartment, sitting on the couch and playing video game, or rather
watching him play, when he’d paused the game and asked about Pocky day. He
pretended that he didn’t know what it was, rather them offer to play the game
than him initiating the game.

Conveniently, there was pocky among the snacks that Ignis
had brought from them earlier. The amused look that Ignis had given him had
nearly made his face burn off from how quickly it had turned red. But now with
them looking at him with a pleasant blush on their face, and hearing their soft
laugh, it was worth it.

“Well, you take one of these…” They opened the box and
pulled one out, continuing to explain the game.

Meanwhile, Noctis wasn’t paying attention. He was fixated on
their lips as they spoke, and only was distracted when they asked, “So do you
want to try it?”

He nodded almost embarrassingly fast, but then slowed down
and put back his mask of indifference.

“Yeah, sure.” He tossed in a shrug, as if he really didn’t
care. Never mind that he felt all fluttery.

“Alright, this will be a practice round then.” They then put
the Pocky between their lips and raised their eyebrow, as if asking him if he
was ready.

In response he leaned forward, and they counted down with
their hand.

“Go!” They tried to say, but with their mouth occupied it
came out muffled, but Noctis still understood. They both tried to eat the most
of the pocky, quickly as possible. They had a smile in their eyes and Noctis
was trying his best not to laugh at how this was actually kind of fun. And
seeing them getting closer with every nibble was an added bonus.

In the end neither were keeping track of who ate the most,
and instead focused on when their lips met.

Prompto:

They’d been playing all day, with teasing laughs and were actually
keeping score. Both were at the citadel for the day, Prompto running through a
low stress training session for the day. His S/O on the other hand would just
be there for moral support, occasionally cheering to themselves when Prompto
did something he was struggling with. There were frequent breaks thankfully,
not to mention that there were other people there who just came by to see their
friends, family, and partners as they trained. So they had plenty of company.

Every time they did see each other though, the first thing
they’d call out is, “I’m still winning!”

The other would always reply with, “Get over here and prove
it then!”

In reality they were both tied. And with how much fun they
were having with each other were making the other couples a bit jealous. Those
who were single either thought they were super cute, or felt like they had
cavities.

Eventually they do run out of pocky, and just spend the rest
of their time arguing about who won with light hearted smiles and adoration in
their eyes for each other.

Ignis:

The S/O would have to explain the game to him and he wouldn’t
really get it. Or so he’d say. Internally he’d be wondering how they could be
so cute. So when they ask if he wants to play he’d end up saying yes. And then promptly
cheat by breaking the pocky and simply kissing them.

“I guess I win that one.” He’d say eating the pilfered pocky
while his S/O is stunned.

They end up laughing, not expecting that from Ignis, and he’d
also end up laughing when they demand a rematch. But in the end, he just ends
up kissing them and stealing the pocky. Somehow, they don’t mind though.

Gladio:

He doesn’t realize what day it is until he sees his S/O
eating a pocky stick. They don’t realize what day it is either, until he brings
it up. The game makes his S/O laugh, but then they tell him that they’re
winning since they’ve gotten a head start on the box.

It’s on after that.

They take turns teasing each other and end up going through
the whole box very quickly, both having a competitive streak a mile wide. So
they walk to the store together, arguing about whether the half of the box the
S/O ate actually counts. Upon getting more, Gladio plays keep away so he can ‘catch
up’ as he put it. And that’s what makes the S/O give up the pocky they ate
alone. But they’re smiling when they do.

So they go back to playing the game, each time they eat one
together, lips brushing one another, they end up turning into a kiss. Eventually
though, it turns into taunting each other and flat out trying to keep the pocky
from each other, to try and keep their lead on each other once they realize
that they’re both still mentally keeping track. It very quickly turns into a
chase/race back to Gladio’s place, with the winner being who won the game.

Don’t know if this has been done before, but how about a cute headcanon where the chocobros find out their s/o is ticklish or the other way around. I think it’s so cute!

Noctis:

He is STARTLINGLY ticklish.

It’s an accident. Noctis and his S/O would be training together, and just by chance, to reach around him, they lay their hand on his side.

It catches him so off guard that he yelps and actually warps away, sword sinking into the side of a pillar far above his S/O, holding his side and glowering like a cat that just got his tail stepped on.

The S/O would be in stitches, and it would take a while for them to stop laughing, and even longer to convince Noctis to come down.

By the time he does, he’s fully settled into suspicion, and only lets the S/O close after multiple promises not to do it again. (And quit laughing!)

Prompto:

He’d be in a sad mood, which isn’t unheard of for the blond behind closed doors. The S/O would be trying to cheer him up, and start dancing their fingers over his ribs as a last resort, not even knowing if it would work.

At first he’d be able to hold off his chuckles, but then it quickly escalates to full blown laughter and him grabbing at their hands to get them to stop.

“Stop making me laugh I’m trying to be sad!” he says desperately through his laughs, which only causes him to laugh even harder at the ridiculousness of that sentence.

They both eventually settle down, and his sad thoughts would be chased away for the moment. In fact, tickling becomes a sign of affection between the two.

Ignis:

A small gasp leaves him in surprise. He wasn’t expecting his S/O to lean over and whisper to him during a meeting. But them being shorter means that the air from their whisper was more directed toward his neck.

Not many people know that he’s EXTREMELY ticklish on his neck.

And to his horror, his S/O’s eyes light up with mischief upon realizing why he’d gasped. From then on through out the day, they’d delight on sneaking up on him and either blowing on his neck, or when alone in particular, gently poking and tracing their fingers on his neck which usually gets a few startled laughs out of him.

Ignis, as it turns out, if very fun to tickle when you’re in a relationship with him. Kissing his neck and blowing raspberries on the sensitive skin there is always a laugh, especially because when he gets tickled, he gets weak and can’t really fight back.

Gladiolus:

Oddly enough, Gladio is ticklish on his back. Also on his feet and under his arms, but his back is the most surprising.

It’d be an accident when his S/O discovers it. It’s been a long day and they seem him walking down a hall in the citadel alone, about to head home. So they rush for a hug and upon puling away, their hands tail over his back with a feather light touch.

A choked laugh leaves him, and his face twists up like he’s about to sneeze from the effort of trying not to laugh.

With a raised eyebrow, they’d dance their fingers over his back, and lightly scrape their nails over it as well, to test their theory.

Full bellied laughs would leave him, and he’d try to get away, but since their arms would still be hugging him, it doesn’t take much to latch on and hold him hostage.

This basically becomes blackmail material, and people are wondering what the S/O means when they say they’ll use their secret weapon against him when he’s being difficult.

How good would each chocobros be at giving massages? lolz!

Noctis:

Middling. He doesn’t really know how to give one, considering his own aversion to people touching his back, but he’d be willing to try. It would result in a massage that was basically pressing too hard in one place, and not hard enough in another. But hey, it’s the thought that counts.

Prompto:

He’d be a little too gentle, for fear of pressing too hard, but does make a decent effort. Unlike Noctis, his massage is going to be more even than anything, and though you’d still feel some strain on your back muscles, it’s considerably less.

Ignis:

He, surprisingly, doesn’t know how to give one. But having received them before, has a starting reference. And his eye for detail would be able to pick up what feels nice to you, or when he might be hurting you. All in all, you’d be super relaxed by the end of it.

Gladiolus:

He knows how to give a massage. A serious massage. He actually learned how so he could stop his own muscles from cramping, but now since you asked…He’d also probably be the best at it, and he’d be able to rub out tension in your muscles you didn’t even know you had. You’d probably be a puddle on the floor because of how relaxed you were by the end.

Head canons of the boy band reacting to drunk reader confessing their feelings and not remembering the next morning?

Noctis:

He would probably be drunk too honestly. But not drunk enough not to remember.

He’d worry over you and offer you his couch to sleep it off until you’re functional enough to go home.

However, you have a different idea and confess everything to him as he’s settling you down on the couch. It’s a soft and simple confession. “This is why I love you.”

He’d be frozen for a moment, before flushing from head to toe and finishing putting a blanket on you.

He’d pay it no mind, and then next day you wouldn’t bring it up, so he wouldn’t either.

He’d agonize over it for weeks until he finally caves and asks the bros for help figuring out if they meant it.

They come up with extravagant plans and ideas to try and get them to admit their feelings. They’d be so into it, they wouldn’t notice that you had already slipped into the room and were listening to them.

Sure you’d be embarrassed, but you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from throwing out a suggestion or two yourself. Which, the boys wouldn’t even notice. They’d probably think what you’d said was a great idea honestly, and keep the brain storm rolling.

…At least until one of them, probably Ignis, realizes you’re there and fall silent. Which results in the other boys falling silent too. They all end up staring at you for a few moments with eyes that could rival an owl’s.

That’s when they all bolt, leaving Noctis behind, who’d be trying to smother himself in a throw pillow out of embarrassment of the shenanigans they’d come up with.

Just poke him in the side, he’s ticklish so he’ll jump really high and end up pulling his face off the pillow so you guys could talk.

With embarrassment on both parts, yourself admitting that you’d never meant to say it to him, due to the fact you were sure he was in love with someone else, and him due to his own juvenile reaction during the past few weeks, you manage to sort things out.

The next day, he’d happily tell the guys that he didn’t need all those plans after all.

Prompto:

“I love you.”

“Aw! I love you too!”

There’d be no hesitation in him when he says it back. Having been the one to start your mini drinking party, he’d already be pretty drunk himself.

However, he does have a higher tolerance, and realizes immediately what he’s said, and out of sheer need to hide, buries his face in the nearest surface. …Which just happens to be you.

Out of habit, because you guys cuddle a lot as is, you wrap your arms around him. Only this time, you say you love him again.

He pops back up and looks at you in the eye, his bottom lip wobbling. “Do you really mean it?” (He’s a very emotional drunk, unfortunately, or fortunately, for you.)

In response you just kiss his face, stating you want one for each freckle, mumbling about how freckles are fairy kisses, and you want to be the only one who’s kissed him.

Eventually, you end up cuddling with each other, and trading cheek kisses before falling asleep. (It was only fair, he’d say, if you got to kiss his freckles then for each kiss he got to kiss you.)

Upon waking, you have a killer hangover and no memory of what you’d said. But he did.

From then on, around you’d he’d be especially sweet. And almost painfully shy. Nothing but sweet smiles and gentle gestures.

He’d trust what you said, because you’d never been a dishonest person around him. He’d know what you’d said you’d really meant. And though initially, he’d be saddened by the fact you didn’t remember, he’d also take comfort in the fact that you’d meant it.

Eventually, you’d ask him about his behavior and he’d only say that he thought it was cute you were jealous because of his freckles and fairies. It would throw you for a loop, and probably turn your face as red as a cherry because you’d only THOUGHT about that story of freckles being fairy kisses and….wait how’d he know you were jealous because of his freckles in particular?

He’d wanted you to remember on your own, but because you’d asked, he’d tell you. And bits an pieces would float back to you, but it’d never fully return. But you’d both be happy, because you’d know your feelings are returned.

Ignis:

You’d knock on his door and the moment he’d answer, you’d be flinging your arms around him and practically cheering his name.

“Ignis!” He’d probably have to catch you, since you’d be a bit unbalanced. He’d then usher you into his place, troubled that you were so inebriated. His concern would cause him to ask if something was wrong, worried that you were so drunk to avoid a problem or something.

There isn’t, you just wanted to see him.

You’d manage to convince him to let you stay, honestly he’d be too worried for you to let you out of his sight, and you end up dragging him into some shenanigans.

He’s not one for dancing with no music, but with you he finds it endearing.

Honestly, for one so drunk, you have a surprising amount of energy. It takes him an alarming amount of time to convince you to try and sleep it off, and an even longer time to get you to sleep.

The whole while, you keep telling him how kind he is, how lovely, and just before you fall asleep, you state that you’ve always loved him because of it.

He’s glad you’re asleep, so there’s no one to witness one of the very few times he loses his composure and mildly freaking out into his hands because: A) you just told him you love him, and B) you stated always have.

He’s of the mind that drunk words are sober thoughts, so in the morning, he treats you kindly, ensuring your comfort, and trying to lessen your headache as much as possible.

Though you’re mortified that you somehow ended up here, it helped seeing him, and him taking care of you. (Thankfully, it was a weekend, so Ignis wasn’t need by Noctis till monday.)

He spends the day taking care of you, and swears he doesn’t mind. Truthfully, he’d taking the opportunity in your company to mull over his own feelings toward you. But also, he’d be subtly trying to figure out if you remember what you said or not.

It then end, he’d determine that you didn’t remember, but he’d know that he felt the same way. However, he’d prefer to wait until you weren’t reeling from a hang over and for a day when you wouldn’t feel the need to be drunk to tell him such things.

Gladiolus:

Saying that you love Gladio was something that was common, just like when you said you loved, Ignis, Prompto, Noctis, Iris….Basically, you really, really, love your friends.

So while walking home with Gladio from the bar, you say you do love him, and he smiles, figuring it was just the platonic love that you felt again.

…So it’d throw him for a loop when you lean up and kiss him before turning and heading into your apartment for the night.

The next day, he doesn’t beat around the bush and straight out asks if you remember the walk home. To which you’d respond no, and kind of shrug it off, figuring that the reason he asked was because he didn’t remember either.

But then it’s your turn to be thrown for a loop when he leans down and kisses you before walking off.

In the end, you don’t really talk about it after all. There’s no need. Through out the day you both spend the day sneaking up and kissing the other, as if playing kissing tag. It’s very clear by the end of the day that you like each other.

(And half the citadel has almost been sickened by how cute you both are, while the other half has turned to jelly over how cute you two are.)

Hello, I love your blog and writing and I was wondering if I could request some headcannons? I’ve been sick for the past few days, so I was wondering how would the guys act/react around a s/o with a nasty cold (sore throat and coarse voice, headache, runny nose, sore muscles and over-sensitive skin (not in the pleasant way)..)? Could use some chocobro fluff right now! :( Thanks a lot and sorry for my shity English!

Noctis:

He will not know how to handle the situation, but bless his heart, he’d damn well try. It’d scare him to see his S/O in such a state, as people are rarely ever sick near him. But once his was reassured that it was just a bad cold, he’d want to help.

At first he’d be on his phone looking up advice and tips on how to care for a person, but then he wouldn’t be sure what will work and what won’t. In the end he’d end up calling Ignis for advice and tips. (Ends up being a How to care for a sick person 101 over the phone.)

Once that’s over, he’d ask what kind of teas they like, what kind of soups, and if they had any allergies to any meds. (Low-key, he’d be quoting Ignis directly.) Upon hearing their answer, he’d probably ask Ignis to bring some by their place, as he wouldn’t want to leave them alone.

Following that, he’d set up camp on their bed next to them, minding their space so he wouldn’t make things harder for them. He’d try to make sure they were comfortable and had enough blankets.

He’d probably turn on something for background noise and honestly be there just as company until Ignis comes with the meds. And once Ignis does, Noctis probably shoos him away because he’d want to take care of them on his own.

He’d get most things right. The soups is easy enough, so is the tea. But he’d worry about getting the meds right and reading through the side effects would stress him out BIG TIME. The S/O would probably have sit up and before he could protest just take the damn medicine. Because he’d be worrying about making them worse.

After that little hiccup, he’d just stick around, and watch movies with them, hoping they would be comfortable enough to drift asleep. (Because, he’d at least know that only time would truly cure them.)

Prompto:

He is very good at taking care of people, and mildly enjoys doing so. He never had someone look after him when sick, so he’s not going to let his S/O suffer through it alone.

The moment he’s aware they’re sick he’d go get supplies. Throat sprays, throat teas, pain relievers, fever reducers, soft foods, comfort foods, movies, games, music, if it’s got some value to make someone feel better he’s bringing it with him.

If his s/o tried chasing him off at the door, he’s going to stick to them like a bur. But gently. He’s going to take advantage of how sensitive they are to guide them back to bed so he can take care of them. Also bundle them up to keep them warm if they have the chills, or make sure they have a cold compress if they’re overly warm.

He’d make sure they drink lots of fluids, and kind of be a little pushy about it, but only because he’d have their best interest at heart. If they were hungry he’d ask what they wanted. Soups were probably the easiest, but he’d also have brought pudding and jello and stew.

After that’s all taken care of, he’d lay with them, making sure not to move and letting them get comfortable. After that, he’d softly run his hand through their hair until they fall asleep. More than anything else, he’d just want them to feel better.

Ignis:

Like Prompto, he’s good at taking care of sick people…in theory. Noctis was never sick very often, and if he was it was only a small cold. Nothing as bad as his s/o at the moment. He’d be worried, but keep a calm head and try and remember everything he knew.

He’d probably end up looking up some remedies online as well, but mostly trust his own knowledge. He’d swing by their place and make sure they had everything they needed to get better.

He’d stay with them, but mind the distance between them. He wouldn’t want to cause them any unnecessary discomfort.

If they needed their temperature adjusted, he’d do the best he could. He’d fetch cold wash clothes, or more blankets, or maybe even run them a hot bath if they were cold, and have a blanket heated in the dryer waiting for them when they got out.

He’s probably going to stay the night, to watch over them and make sure they didn’t get worse. However, he’d probably not sleep in the same bed. He wouldn’t want them to become too warm during the night because someone was sleeping next to them.

Gladio:

He’d half-way know what to do, but have no real experience with someone being sick.

He’s the kind of person who would just power through the cold, no matter what. Iris wasn’t sick very often, if ever, and if she was their father would be the one taking care of her. One of the very few things the shield indulged in was taking a day off if his kids were sick.

So he has little to no experience in taking care of someone sick. But, heck, he’d be willing to try. He’d text them and ask how they’re feeling and just what their symptoms were in a round about away, to match them to whatever medicine would work best for them.

It’d be a surprise when he shows up with the medicine and kind of shoe horns his way into their home. He has soup, snacks, books and a bag of clothes. He’s basically decided to settle in until they’re better. (Which they’d worry about him catching it, but he’d tell them not to worry.)

He’d heat the soup on the stove, because he at least knows how to do that, and they’d both end up camping in the living room and watching the TV for a bit. But then his S/O would probably want to sleep. So he’d switch the TV to a music station, and surprise them by reading out loud to them.

He’d eventually trail off when he’d find them asleep, and keep them close. The heat coming off them would worry him, but he’d still persist. Though if it got too uncomfortable, he’d be willing to move away. (However, he’d still hold their hand. He just wants them to know that he’s there.)

Hey there hon! First I’m sorry for the loss of your ps4 games’ data, this sucks D: If you feel like it, could we get some Ravus domestic headcannons? This man deserves more love. Thank you!

He gets out of bed without a fuss, but he’s not actually awake. Mornings are a struggle with him. After years of waking up earlier than the sun, he finds them difficult now. He’ll wander around, and likely into a wall, if you let him.
Coffee will be brewed, but he can’t be bothered to make his own. Rather, he’ll steal the nearest person’s cup and drink it. He has no preference for coffee, so long as he gets to drink it. (Good luck figuring out how he prefers it.)
He let’s his hair air dry. Which is as pleasant as it is unpleasant. On one hand, there’s water droplets in some spots on the floor, and if he sits on the couch there’s a water stain growing where he’d be resting his head. On the other hand, his shampoo is really pleasant, and clings to cloth and clothes. So the place smells like him.
He is also a breakfast thief. But he’s at least willing to SHARE his stolen goods. (He also prefers stealing food from others. Says it makes it taste better.)
He helps with laundry. But be prepared for him to abscond with a blanket fresh from the dryer. He only helps until the blankets just for this purpose. Waiting to do the blankets till the end seems to be the wise choice. That way, everyone is happy. (The missing blanket, and Ravus, can be found on the couch later. Perhaps working on paperwork, or simply napping.)
Lunch and dinners would be together. No matter what. Because honestly, it’s an excuse to step away from work. As for cooking, he doesn’t. He tried once. ONCE. And never again. So he likes restaurants and ordering in.
The place is always spotless, and that’s Ravus’ doing. He is something of a neat freak. (Putting fingerprints on the windows, or on any surface really, will get under his skin in a record amount of time.)
There is always a single Sylleblossom in a small vase on the counter. No idea where he gets them, but he changes it out every week. (The ones from the past are placed in books and forgotten about.)
He will deal with spiders. Enough said.
If he’s stressed, he rearranges the furniture. Which is troubling. He’ll likely forget in the morning and stumble over the coffee table.
Passive aggressive post it notes are sometimes left around the place. Mostly directed at himself. Grocery lists are the most entertaining thing you’ll see.
He forgets to lock the doors at night, so locking them would be your job.
He tends to sleep on the couch. A lot. Simply because he’s tire and can’t be bothered to move. Mentioning how frequently he does to him will be met with denial. Then he’d make it a point to go to bed just to prove he doesn’t sleep on the couch as much as you say. (It’ll last a week.)
If you’re sitting on the couch, your lap will be claimed as a pillow and he’ll refuse to move. But unless you move him he falls asleep and won’t wake up, and who could disturb him when he looks so at ease?

I would love to request headcanons on the chocobros having an S/O who is an illustrator who loves animation and dreams of character designing for a major company! (WhAT NO ITS NOT ME WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT–)

Noctis:

-He’d be very supportive, wanting his S/O to chase their dreams and all.

-That said, he doesn’t know a lick about any of it, so when the S/O starts explaining things, he learns a lot.

-When working for one of the companies comes up he’d be like, ‘just tell them we’re dating, who’s going to say no to the prince’s significant other?’ (His face would screw up at his title though, and the S/O would laugh, knowing his distaste for being called the prince.) (The S/O would absolutely not do as he said, considering they’d want to get in on their own talent.)

-The S/O one days bases a character off him and he’s very caught off guard. Like, full on blushing and stammering in surprise. (And he adores the thought behind it.)

Prompto:

-Once again he’d be like “If you ever need a reference, I will personally go find what you’re looking for and photograph it for you.”

-He’d also love watching the S/O draw. Whether it’s their facial expressions while they draw or how focused they are, he’d find something about their art process enamoring.

-In the case that the S/Os parents are approving, he’d be 100% on their side through everything. Like, he’d want you to reach for your dreams no matter what.

-During late night art sessions, he’d keep the S/O company…right until deciding it’s gotten to a ridiculously late hour and would attack the S/O with a comforter to drag them off to bed, or maybe he’d settle for camping out in the living room to sleep together. As long as they got SOME sleep.

Gladiolus:

-He’d be curious about it and asking the S/O questions constantly. Like, “Do you have to some up with your own story and characters? …Have you come up with your own characters?”

-He’d also be very into hearing and seeing the S/O’s original works. (But he’d secretly love when you’d draw characters from his favorite shows.)

-If the S/O ever drew a character from a book he’s reading he’d actually be speechless. He’d know, from all his questions, how much time goes into illustrations. (The S/O could expect to be showered in romance for the rest of the month probably.)

-IF the S/O ever had to pull an all nighter on a project, he’d be right there with them. He’d know it was silly to stay up all night with the S/O when he had things to do tomorrow, but he’d still do it.

Ignis:

-Working around this man would be easy, as he’d probably be doing his reports and whatnot for Noctis. It’d be super quiet and easy to concentrate on what the S/Os doing.

-However, once he’s decided that he’d worked enough for the day, he’d be of the opinion the S/O had as well. If the project isn’t due like, the very next day, he’d ask them to put away their work and perhaps help with dinner. (He’d DEFINITELY make sure the S/O wouldn’t neglect their health for their art.)

-He’d also be the one to have a set day where both of them do nothing. No working, and probably would have made plans with the S/O to go on a date of have a date night in if it’s been a particularly hard week for either of them.

-If the S/O gets an interview with a company for animation/design/etc. he’d fuss over them. “Are you feeling alright?” “Do you need anything?” “Remember to look them in the eye and smile.” (He’d probably be more nervous for them then they are.)

Hcs with chocoboys and their crush (from noble family) is in an arranged marriage?

In a magical timeline, where Lucis never fell because there is no war…

Noctis:

He’s actually really chill with the idea, knowing since he was a child it might happen.

He is also very aware that most engagements with royalty happen when they’re children, so it’s a bit of a shocker it took so long.

It bothers him a little that it’s his crush, only because he feels like he wasn’t careful enough. That someone must have found out that he liked them. He feels like he took away their right to choose.

But he of course, does not argue, and marries them. Because the last thing he’d want was for them to fell like he was rejecting them if he dissented to the marriage.

They never really exchange how they feel about the arrangement, because they don’t want to know what the other thinks of them. Like what if they hated them for agreeing to this?

However, they’re both idiots because it’s clear to everyone on the outside that they both have a crush on each other. And it’s painful to watch. Because BY THE SIX THEY’RE MARRIED.

Eventually, it takes Ignis stepping in and accidentally, leaving the spouse’s favorite necklace out. And Noctis’ favorite book.

Things they both gave one another as children.

They finally realize how daft they’re being, and start to talk more. It’s not perfect, and the situation they’re in isn’t ideal, but they still feel like they could truly love each other.

(Much to Ignis’ annoyance, they BOTH like to sleep.)

Prompto:

As a crownsguard, Prompto earned the right to a noble title. Something he’s have no intention of claiming. He wouldn’t feel worth the effort that would take.(Not to mention he wouldn’t want to seem like he was trying to elevate himself.)

So the council steps in and basically arranges everything. They decide a marriage to a noble house was the solution. It’s only by chance that they arrange it with his crush. They just figured they were doing him a favor by arranging his marriage to a friend of his.

He feels anxious about it, but keeps it together for the most part.

The other three try to comfort him, but he actually at one point in time faints from how nervous he is.

As it turns out, his crush is also a nervous wreak about it.

They both end up dancing around each other, both feeling not worth the other’s time.

Eventually, they both work up the nerve to just TALK about it, and it results in Prompto causing his spouse to faint from a kiss on the cheek.

After that, they take the time to actually spend time together, now that both their feelings were in the open.

No, they’re not in love. But they could be. And after sometime, they would be.

Gladiolus:

This one was tricky. Because as the shield he was expected to protect Noctis. But finding out that he’d be marrying his crush would throw a wrench into things.

It’d be sort of an odd day. Where he’d be walking with Ignis and run into his crush, who’d mention offhandedly that his presence was required when the council reconvened this afternoon.

Ignis choke on his coffee. Because he knows why the council asked for Gladio to attend.

He’s made it known only to Ignis that he liked them, a while ago. And Ignis would have been trying to find the right time to tell him what was planned, but is so thrown off by the speed of the council, he blurts it out to Gladio the second they’re alone.

He takes it in stride and is surprisingly calm until he realizes that his crush may not know.

He goes to the council meeting, agrees to the match, because no one goes against the council, not to mention his father, for something like this.

He married them, and they seem like they don’t hate it.

That night, they just sit and talk, trying to figure the other out. They want this to be a good partnership above all else. (Both hope that love will come later.)

Ignis:

He is the one that gets out of it. He’s had practice after all, it’s not the first time they’ve tried engaging him to someone after all. (At this point, it more like a game to him and the council. “Is he clever enough to get out of this one?”)

He is. He heads it off before they even mention it to his crush. (It’s tradition to tell the lower house first before the higher house.)

But when he finds out just who they had planned for him, he can’t help the small flutter in his chest.

He’s not nearly so selfish as to sabotage himself because he likes them though. They both deserve a chance to choose.

But he does approach them, and let them know what had almost happened.

They offer him a small smile and just say that being matched with him wouldn’t have been so bad. But then they change the subject and offer him a deal.

“Lets pretend to date and that might stave off the council’s meddling for a while.” And he agrees.

Both hide that they do have feelings for one another. And soon, their pretending starts to blur with whats real. It almost feels like they really are in love.

And the next time him getting married comes up? He mentions that they’re ‘dating’ and would like to see where it leads.

Headcanons surrounding your headcanon of Ignis’ adoption? I am SO curious about it!!

His mother, though she can have children, just wanted a very large family. So she turns to adopting some as well as having her own.

Ignis was only a baby when they find him, and really, his family’s features are so diverse that he could have been related to them anyways. He is also the last child they have/adopt. SO HE’S THE YOUNGEST.

It’s not until he’s 5 that his parents sit him down and explain that he’s adopted. But not to worry, because, surprise, the Scientias actually known for adopting people into their family rather frequently.

He’s not the only one who was adopted they tell him. There were a few cousins, one of his siblings, a few aunts and uncles, and somewhere there’s a grandmother who had her adoption annulled a few times due to filing errors and was finally adopted correctly the fourth time. (Honestly.)

But they reassure him that they love him just the same as everyone else, but they felt it wouldn’t be fair to him that he didn’t know. Just in case he wanted to find his biological parents one day.

So he grows up knowing, and honestly, there is no difference between how they treat him and his other siblings. (He has 6.)

Though…there are some issues when his parents have to choose one of their children to work under his uncle in the capital city of Insomnia.

None of his other siblings express interest in the position but him. So, at 7 years old, they let him go. And the king welcomes him as Noctis’ friend and future adviser with open arms. Not to mention his uncle, who was currently one of the king’s adviser, dotes on him more than he should.

But the nobles of the capital were…less then pleased that they sent one of their adopted children instead of a bloodline child. Indeed, some viewed it as a slight.

…or did until his mother came all the way from Tenebrae after his first letter home has traces sadness in it’s words. And it’s been a long time since one of the nobles of the Scientia household grew truly upset with the other noble houses, and it nearly starts a feud.

She reminds them that the Scientias, though they serve the king, are one of the highest members of the noble houses, and that they dare question the status of one of HER children speaks to how little they must regard the king’s opinions. (It nearly comes to a duel before the King realizes that the Terror that is Lady Scientia has returned to the Citadel, and comes to personally stop the arguing.) (He also really REALLY wanted to see one of his old childhood friends again.)

That settles that. Ignis is officially the future adviser to Noctis.

(Also, his mother then makes it a point to plan a yearly family trip to Insomnia just pop up and frighten the other nobles for a month at a time.)((And it’s never at the same time of year.))

The whole situation does make him wonder just where he did come from. So he waits until he is 18 and has some free time to locate his birth family. And when he finds them, they’re very glad to see he found a future, and they part on good terms. He doesn’t go back to see them after the first time, not wanting to disrupt their lives again. They’re happy, and so is he. There’s no reason to keep kicking up dust.

Also, Noctis doesn’t realize Ignis is adopted. At all. No one tells him and it slips Ignis’ mind until Noctis is 16 and meets his WHOLE family at once.

“You all really don’t look alike.” Ignis would snort upon realizing he never told him, and just…not tell him for the rest of the night.

Noctis figures it out when Ignis’ siblings are teasing him and he says something to the effects of “At least mother got to pick me. She was stuck with you.” (Jokes along those lines are as natural as breathing to this family.) To which one of his older siblings would be like, “She picked me first.”

(But then he realizes that Ignis is the BABY of the family and never lets him live it down.)

Fluffy ravus headcanons? ;v;

Ravus has one of those tiny cute sneezes. Which is why you never hear him sneeze. He hides it by just suddenly walking off in the middle of a conversation and going to his quarters or somewhere he can be alone and sneeze in peace. He’s terribly embarrassed of it.

Much to everyone’s surprise, he does have a hobby. It’s drawing. He can craft the most beautiful portraits if given enough time. He’ll spends weeks on one drawing, and it very meticulous about the details. But he is also very shy about this hobby, and no one has ever seen a finished piece.But if one went into his quarters, they might be privileged enough to get a glimpse of a work in progress on his desk.

He used to have a nervous habit of twirling a strand of hair around his fingers when his hair got longer. But he grew out of it. Or so he tells everyone. (If you hang around him enough, you’ll notice that he still does play with the strands when distracted.) (Also, if he has an s/o, he’d actually end up playing with the strands of their hair instead should they be close enough.)

When Ravus is drunk he actually lets his wit shine through. Honestly, he could probably out pun Ignis, but he would also not remember it in the morning.

He has a good luck charm, given to him by his mother. It’s a small, and delicate, Sylleblossom pin. He has it pinned to the inside of his jacket, so only he can see it when he absolutely needs to.

To those he cares for, he is very gentle. Almost comically so. If he was to hold their hand, his grip would be feather light and soft, almost as if he was afraid of holding it any tighter.

All in all, he has a very soft personality that is hidden very deeply. If he’d grown up under his mother, he’d probably be one of the most compassionate people in the world.