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~~They’d definitely be sitting for these.~~

Noctis:

This poor boy would jump a mile in the air first off. He’s a lot jumpier than one would expect. His face would turn red and he’d probably try stuttering out a question. Which would never make it out of his mouth, because his S/O would just laugh and walk off, confusing him. (He’d really like neck kisses though.)

Prompto:

Prompto would shiver at the feeling of cool lips pressed against his neck. He’s definitely not used to anything touching his neck, so he’s going to flush a very dark red, but smile in appreciation all the same and return their affection with a kiss to their cheek.

Gladiolus:

He’d probably hum in acknowledgement, not outwardly showing any surprise, and before they could step away pull them into his lap and kiss all over their face. They’d both laugh, and press their foreheads together. (The other make fun of them once they’re done for being so sweet together.)

Ignis:

Pressing a kiss to Ignis’ neck as a surprise, and then expecting a reaction, is NOT a good idea. (Or maybe it is depending…) He’d be the one to turn it into a game. They’d press a kiss to his neck, so he’d, later on, press a kiss to that small area beneath their earlobe and whisper sweet nothings to them. If they manage to pretend to be unaffected, they’d try and come up with a way to draw a surprised reaction out of him. (While he’d do the same.) The others can see whats up, but don’t mention it. It’s slightly entertaining watching them. Like watching a spy vs spy cartoon.

We don’t always fall for good people, who are right for us, so I wanna read boys experiencing similar thing. Can I request headcanons with chocobros having a crush on someone, who isn’t very nice to them (or other people)? Just make their crush a terrible person, but they still can’t help but like them.

Oh wow. Owch.

Noctis:

He’d like them despite everyone warning him away from them. They’re terrible. He knows. They can be cruel to everyone near them. He knows. They’re taking advantage of him. He knows, he swears. But he can’t help it. Under their abrasive personality, he sometimes gets a glimpse of a sweet person. One who’s kindness more than makes up for how they behave regularly. And he’s sure that’s who they really are. And if he just….If he just gives them everything they ask for, bend to their will, perhaps if he just gives all his kindness and more….They’ll become that sweeter person. Permanently.

It’s not until years later he realizes they won’t change. They’re still the same and he’s so tired of trying to change them. It’s emotionally exhausting. And it hurts. Because he still likes them. It hurts so much but he can’t be their friend anymore. And when they lash out and leave him in the dust, like they’ve done with so many other people, he can’t help but cry.

This is not how a first love should go.

Prompto:

They’re sweet, and sickeningly kind. They’re all smiles and laughter, and cooed sweet nothings in his ears. And meant only for him. Because they’re friends right? So he’s sure he’s imagining it when they give him a backhanded compliment about much they love how he doesn’t care how he looks to another person. Or how much they envy his lack of responsibilities. He doesn’t notice them really…until they become more and more frequent.

He especially hates when they remind him of how much he weighed. And If he ever mentions it, they always point out how it was a compliment, and how they really didn’t mean to hurt him and oh my gosh, how could they? He’d end up comforting them over their spite filled words. Eventually, this would wear him down to where it’s enough. ENOUGH.

He’d distance himself from them, recognizing how they’d back him into a corner mentally, and make it seem like him being upset was his own fault. He’d have to take a few days just to breath, because his mind would occasionally flash back to those sweet words and secret smiles he’d fallen for. But he’d force himself to keep moving forward and away from them.

This is not how love should make you feel.

Gladiolus:

They’re pretty, but there’s something dangerous about them. Like they’re constantly dancing on the edge of some invisible cliff. Originally, this constant feeling of energy around them would pull him in. They’d be someone who could keep up with his life. They’d manage to stand beside him unflinchingly. When Gladio falls, man does he fall.

They’ve no care for safety, their own or others. They once convinced him to break into the ballroom of the palace on a whim, the one that had been closed off since he was a child. And he agreed because they had a daring smile, and had said please. But when they almost got caught, they left him, and upon confronting them later they just said it was his own fault for not being faster.

“Don’t expect me to follow you into the dark.”

As they grew closer, he noticed how their attitude was stuck in the same process. Seek danger, cause trouble, abandon anyone who can’t keep up. A refusal to trust anyone. He’d want to prove he could be the exception. He would be there. Please please please, just trust me to be there. But they wouldn’t. They’d say they’re friends, and they do trust him, but even he can tell that they didn’t mean it.

He’d be forced to end the friendship for both of their sakes. And he’d be a little broken up when they just let him go, turn their back on him, and never speak to him again. Occasionally he still thinks of them, and hopes that they found someone they could trust finally.

Love is about trust after all.

Ignis:

They’d be quiet and distant, and he’d want to reach them. He’d first give them small gestures, just wishing to be friends first off. And while they accept what he gives, they don’t ever drop the icy personality around him. But they smile a bit more, and greet him using his first name despite the cold treatment. Something that would give him hope.

Ignis is a giver. And he’d keep giving and giving, hoping that maybe, he could lure them out of their shell. No one tells him that they’ve done this before. Charmed someone and drew everything they could out of them until they could give no more. Everyone knows he needs to learn this on his own.

He’d consider them friends, but they’d be reluctant to say so. But they’d give just enough affection to him to keep encouraging him. To keep him coming back to them. Just as friends though. He doesn’t know that friends don’t have to give friends gifts just to make them smile.

Finally, after years of this, he really has no more energy to offer them. And, when they realized this, he’d absolutely shattered when they move onto a new person. Someone who like him thought they were beautiful, kind, shy, and quiet. Who just wanted to lure them out of their shell. He’d eventually move on as well, as any attempt to reconcile with them was met with that same steely distance and silence.

Love isn’t about only giving.

What would the chocobros do if their crush called them in the middle of the night just to say that they were missing them and wanted to hear their voice?

Noctis:

He’d probably be asleep and answer sleepily. But he’d chuckle and stay up for just a little longer to talk with them. He misses them too, but doesn’t get a chance to call very often. So he’d appreciate them calling first. (And honestly, they’d both fall asleep listening to one another’s voices.)

Prompto:

I can picture that he’d be up on his phone anyways when they call, and answer right away. He’d be excited to hear them and he can hear their joy at hearing him too. It’d be infectious and they’d end up staying up all night together on the phone. They’d end up wishing each other a good day before hanging up. (They don’t call very often thankfully, but sometimes Prompto caves and calls them instead which leads to the same situation.)

Gladiolus:

He’d be concerned, and sit up in bed worried. But he’d relax at their answer for why they called, and e’d find it endearing. He’d whisper to them quietly, about the next time he’d be in town, or maybe of their past together. They’d talk for about an hour before making each other hang up, so they’d both be ready for the next day. (He’d call first thing after he woke up to say good morning.)

Ignis:

He’d answer like he always does. But he’s voice would soften and he’d ask how they were upon realizing who it was. They wouldn’t even have to tell him they missed his voice, he’d just know. Because, secretly, he missed their voice as well. They’d stay up together until a rather late hour, just talking back and forth. They’d hang up on one another after promising to call at a decent hour next time.

Can you match me please? I’m 5’2 with a slight thicker frame. Despite that it’s more muscle than it’s is fat. My eyes are darker brown, and I have dark brown hair that falls into waves. I’m a more closed off, and tend to keep my distance from people. However when you get to know me, I’m intelligent and bubbly. I love reading as much as I love practicing sports. I’m sensible and think things through to the end, but when I’m mad it can lead to very bad things. That’s it, thank you!!

I match you with Ignis!

Being closed off is something both of you would need to work through, but I think you’d start off with letting each other in first. He’d love how intelligent you are, and the fact that you can be bubbly compared to his seriousness would be something he’d enjoy immensely about you. Sport are something he wouldn’t have had time for, but I think if you ever wanted to play a game with him, he’d be willing. …Personally, I think you both have the same temperament. You both are sensible and think through things, but I can imagine that if you both ever got super upset with one another, it’d be an inferno of anger. But sometimes, anger in people who don’t get angry very often can be healthy.

Whats about the boys reaction when their s.o suddenly hug them from behind or give them a kiss out of the blue and say that It was just because they wanted it?

How adorable!

Noctis:

This boy needs a lot of mental preparation for any display of affection. He likes to pretend he’s very unflappable. But something like this would knock him off kilter. Like, he’d be a blushing stuttering mess with a kiss. Perhaps he’d just blush with a hug, and wrap his arms around them in a knee jerk reaction.

“What was that for?” He’d ask. And when they’d give their answer, he’d definitely have to hide his face. He wouldn’t be used to just…affection out of the blue. (But he’d love them for it and hope they’d do it more often.)

Prompto:

He wouldn’t even question it honestly. He loves contact with his S/O, they love contact with him, it’s a win win situation. Though the first time they do it he’d be a bit flustered. Like, what did he do to bring this on? Upon getting his answer, he’d realize that, Oh MY GOSH, WE’RE DATING AND I’M ALLOWED TO SURPRISE THEM TOO.

This often dissolves into them both trying to one up the other. (Though nothing tops the time he kissed them right smack in the middle of a fight, took a selfie while doing it, and then sprung back into battle like nothing happened.)

Gladiolus:

For him, it’d mean more. He’d return whatever they gave him on reflex, only realizing it happened after it was over. Asking them would only lead to that vague answer of they felt like it, but he’d worry that there was another reason. But that wouldn’t stop him from also surprising them too.

And honestly, if his S/O did it in front of the others, part of him would be pleased. It’d mean they weren’t afraid of others seeing how much they cared for each other. No hiding their affection in this relationship would make him a damn happy man.

Ignis:

He wouldn’t really ask questions, perhaps too flustered by their actions. He’s someone who’s used to things being planned out, or perhaps he’s the one who usually initiates all contact. So them surprising him would REALLY be a surprise. But not an unpleasant one. He’d find that he’d look forward to a random hug, and he wouldn’t be very opposed to an unplanned kiss….

So long as the others didn’t tease him too much.

Hello :D is It ok to ask for a scenario for the chocobros when they discover that their s/o keep pictures of them on their cellphone with silly captions like, “love of my life”, “prince charming”, “best bf” :3

Oh Yes! I like this. 😀

Noctis:

He’s a bit surprised when he sees them. Perhaps it’s a mistake, perhaps they willing show him. Either way, he’d hide his face to cover the small blushed there.

“You’re so…You’re such…”

“Adorable? Cute? Perfect?”

“A dork.”

“Hey!

They’d press a kiss to his lips to such him up and snap a selfie with him to add to their collection of adorkable pictures.

Prompto:

He wouldn’t be surprised, considering he willingly posed for some of them. Other photos actually are couples photos of each other. because lets face it, he does the SAME damn thing.

Both would try and out cheesy each other when it comes to pictures and sayings. They, of course, send each other their master pieces at the MOST inappropriate times.

Their favorite photo of one another would actually be set as their lock screens. Prompto’s lock screen would be a photo of them, with the phrase “You’re my moonlight” with LOTS of cheesy stickers and bright bubble gum pink hearts. Theirs would be a picture of him with “You are my sunshine” with the same cheesiness in spades.

If they show each other the picture in person, they still get pink in the face at how adorable the other it.

Gladiolus:

Relentless. Teasing.

Like, he’d think it was dorky and cute. And it would make his day. But that doesn’t mean they’d be safe from teasing. He’d make it a point to drop hints around them around others about the pictures, just to see them flush.

Ignis:

Perhaps his S/O was trying to show him a picture they saved specifically to show him later. And when trying to show him, he gets a glimpse of a picture of himself with something written over it. He’d ask to go back but they’d pretend they hadn’t heard him, and practically shove their phone in his face(With the picture they had saved) to try and distract him.

Turns out, this only makes him more curious.

Later on they leave their phone unlocked and laying in the open for a few moments and that’s all he needs. He’s a bit surprised to see that the pictures with him all have silly and sweet things scrawled on them. His face would turn slightly pink, and he’d get a goofy grin on his face. His favorite has to be his face, circled in a heart, and with the single word scrawled above it.

“Mine.”

They’d come back then and absolutely freak out, their own face turning a delightful shade of red. They demand to know how much he’d seen. And he’d tease them by saying everything. Oh dear six, they’d cover their face, utterly mortified that he’d seen those pictures. He’d just laugh it off and wrap them in a hug and press a kiss to their temple.

“Love you too.”

Can I please see headcanons and/or scenarios of the chocobros and their S/O adopting kids??? Like their thoughts on adoption, preferences on age and such, etc. THANKS~

Headcanons and scenarios? Righto!

Noctis:

Honestly, I think he’d prefer adoption to having a biological child. One that wouldn’t have the burden of holding the wall around insomnia.

Perhaps he’s aware that he needs to have a blood related heir to the throne. And perhaps he and his S/O accept that and they’d consent to having one, either by their own body or by surrogate. But that wouldn’t stop them from going out a picking another child to love as well. It wouldn’t go over well at first, because an adopted child could contest the throne of the bloodline child. But they still wouldn’t care, choosing to love both equally.

The other three of the quartet would accept the child as his as well. Ignis would be fair and care for them both. Gladio would watch over each one, and honestly, he’d probably enlist Iris’ help in shielding the twins. Prompto would be listed as their godfather, and take his role very seriously by watching over them constantly.

Noctis would probably prefer a baby or a toddler. Someone young enough to raise as his own. He’d want them to know that they have been loved for most of their life by him. (Perhaps they get a child the same age as their own, and raise them as twins.) Gender doesn’t matter, and neither does physical appearance. (But honestly, he’d lean toward a child that looks like his S/O.)

Growing up, the child wouldn’t know they were adopted. They’d just think they were related to the S/O because of their similarities. It would be when they’re older, and there are whispers around the palace that they’d begin to question their lineage. Perhaps the careless whisper of a maid catches their ear when they’re in high school. Their sibling would try and reassure them, but they wouldn’t listen. From that day forward they’d start noticing little things about themself that didn’t fit. Perhaps they have freckles but no one in their family did. And where did their eye color come from? Why did their hair curl when no one else’s did?

When they turn 18, despite their twin’s begging, they’d go to their parents and demand an answer. And Noctis and his S/O would answer honestly and carefully, wanting to ease the truth onto their child. But once what they heard was confirmed, they’d quietly retire to their room and wait for the night. Upon night fall, I can picture they’d run away, leaving insomnia for a time. Just to think and try to figure out if they’re OKAY with the revelation.

After a few years, perhaps when they’re 21, they’d sneak back into the city and see that the top headline was the royal family’s continued search for their missing child. And while they’re distracted, who is behind them but the shield of the family Gladio. They don’t notice it’s him until he grabs them and literally picks them up and throws them into a car. It would only have been chance he’d been out and about that day, and part of him wanted to let them go, understanding the need to figure things out on their own. But another part of him couldn’t do that to Noctis. So, into the car they’d go, even if they’re kicking and screaming. (Honestly, they hadn’t planned on getting caught, they had just wanted to check things at home.)

They’d get to the palace and try darting out the door of the car as soon as it stopped but they’d smack right into Prompto who’d wrap them in a hug and refuse to let go. They’d see Ignis on the way to the throne room, and he’d laugh at how surly they look. (Clearly they were NOT happy about being dragged back here.)

Word would have been sent ahead to the royal family that they’d been found, and they were waiting to see them. And upon seeing them, yes, they’d act cold, but they’d be glad to see they all looked well. They’d have doubts. Why were they adopted when they already had a child. Did they love them like they loved their sibling? They’d be scared of these answers and that’s what kept them away.

But things would turn out find. They’d all go and talk it out. There would still be a rift between the two siblings because they left, but it would heal. And they’d realize that adopted or not, this was their family and they shouldn’t have doubted them.

Prompto:

He’d probably also prefer adoption. And his chosen age group would be pre-teens and teenagers. The ones who didn’t get picked, and were forced to grow up alone. He’d want them to feel like they were wanted, and worthy of love.

He’d talk it out with his S/O, or maybe his S/O brings up that they can’t have, or don’t want, biological children. Which would be fine with him. (Honestly, he can’t picture himself have a biological child as well.) And both would agree that an older child would fit right in with them. (His S/O ends up picking children that look like Prompto though)

Perhaps it’d be a struggle to get the adoption put through, because neither were home very often. (Prompto would often work as a photographer and have assignments that forced him to travel a lot. And his S/O would always accompany him.) And he wouldn’t want to just leave a child on their own either. He’d want to do what his parents never did for him and take them with.

But a life on the road isn’t ideal for an adoption, and they’d struggle to get approved. (Noctis actually might have to intervene.) But once they are they’d probably fall in love with more than one child. Which results in them adopting two. Which is fine! But not what they had planned for. But they take it in stride and it works. The kids love how nothing seems to be planned, as their lived before this were nothing but plans. And while it may take some time for the kids to think of them as parents, the first time one of them does call Prompto ‘Dad’ he’s in tears. Their home is big enough for all of them, and they highly enjoy being together as a family. It’s pure happiness. And then there’s their ‘uncles’.

Gladio offers to train them to learn how to defend themselves, because you never know right? But only one of them takes him up on the offer. And after a few rounds of sparring Gladio realizes having a blade in their hand was nothing new. They actually trust him enough to reveal that their parents had been a part of the crowns guard, and died years ago in an attack. Honestly, they only agreed to be trained by him because they were curious if they remembered what their parents taught them.

The second child has such a crush on Ignis that they actually start following him around. He just assumes it’s curiosity about his job and offers an apprenticeship to them, stating that they have a good head on their shoulders and would make an excellent adviser if they wanted. They accept after talking it over with Prompto and the crush passes. They actually do enjoy learning from Ignis.

Noctis freaking SPOILS them. Like, he doesn’t even have any chill about buying them what they want. Because honestly, MINI PROMPTOS. He ended up sort of spoiling Prompto in high school when he’d let him, so there was no WAY he wasn’t going to spoil his kids.

All three are currently fighting over who’s their godfather.

Gladiolus:

Honestly, he’d want children of his own. Buuuut. Perhaps that’s not a possibility or an option. He wouldn’t mind if that was the case. Adoption would probably be the first, and only, solution he’d consider. Besides, it wouldn’t be a big deal to him. He’s not the only child of the Amicitias. Iris can pass on the bloodline if it was that important. (Though honestly, there have been adoptions in the family in the past as well. Family is family, and he’d punch anyone who said otherwise.)

Anyways. He’d only want one child. And he’d want them to look like his S/O. That’s the only thing he wants. Otherwise? Age and gender doesn’t matter. His S/O would decide on a child that does look like them, a 5 year old to be specific. His S/O would take the lead in caring for the child at first, while Gladio figures out how they’re going to do this. He didn’t expect to be NERVOUS. But he’d fall in love with the child the first time he see the child cuddled up with his S/O.

They’d be a rather happy family, and Gladio would actually be a little over protective of them. To the point where he’d probably have them nearby him at work all the time. Iris would sometimes, just to mess with him, STEAL his child in the middle of a hallway. Like one minute he’d be walking down the hall, on his way to see someone, with little soft footsteps behind him. He’d get distracted by something for a few moments and continue on his way, only to realize the footsteps were MISSING.

Oh boy.

He’d kind of panic and look high and low for the little guy, having flashbacks to when Iris disappeared with Noctis. Iris would finally take pity on him and call him, letting him know she had tham. Catch her if you can, because she is in LOVE with her new Nephew/Niece. Eventually Gladio’s S/O has to step in and get their child back after a day of shenanigans with Iris.

The child would grow up loved, and fully aware that they’re adopted. They’re like, the kid who get made fun of for it, but fires back, “MY PARENTS CHOSE MEEEEE! Your’s didn’t get a choice.” which results in fights. Lost of school fights. And Gladio is internally thrilled that they win every single one. But has to scold them because fighting is bad. (His S/O totally knows he’s proud of his child for standing up for themself though, but lets it slide.)

This kid is also, FEISTY. Like, they’ll take a run at Gladio in a sparring session and will keep swinging even if Galdio has them held back with one hand. Also, this kid is a high energy nightmare. Think Calvin and Hobbs. But…Gladio and his S/O wouldn’t have it any other way. They adore them.

Surprisingly, Prompto is listed as the godfather. Which would have him reduced to blubbering tears. Because holy crap the SHIELD of the royal family would entrust his kid to him if anything happened to their parents. He’d be so honored. And lets be real, the only person who can keep up with the child is Prompto. Even Gladio and the S/O struggles with it.

Ignis would try and instill some levelheadedness in the kid during their lessons with him. (I picture Ignis becoming a sort of tutor for the royal family when they do start having kids.) Buut…Ignis is used to children who are QUIET and RESERVED. This kid gives him a run for his money every time they’re together. But he adapts and though he’s considered the boring uncle, the kid likes being with him all the same.

Noctis would try his best to keep up with the kid if he ever, for some reason, has to watch them. But this kid is off the charts in energy and he’d eventually have to call Prompto for help. Basically, Noctis accidentally spoils the kid without meaning to whenever they’re with him, simply because he CAN’T KEEP UP.

The kid mellows out as they grow, and taking a few note from Ignis becomes a MASTER statistician…which they use for pranks and traps.

Ignis:

He was adopted himself as a baby is my personal headcanon. He’s completely aware of this, and so when his S/O brings up adoption he’s all for it.

He’d want a younger child, but not too young. He and his S/O have time enough to raise a child, and they deeply want to, but not so much time that they’d be able to raise them from a baby. So they go with a child that’s 8 or 9. Old enough to manage on their own if left to their own devices, but young enough to be theirs. Appearance wise, Ignis doesn’t care. Honestly, he’d leave that up to his S/O. And they’d pick a child that looked a bit like Ignis himself to his surprise.

They’d spend time together, trying to see where each other fit in their lives. Ignis and his S/O managed to fit their lives around each other, and eventually figure out where their kid fits. Which, the kid is so sweet that they don’t really complain about anything. Which made it all the harder to figure out what worked and didn’t work. (Both were fully aware the child wanted to be perfect. FOR them. Because they didn’t want to go back to the adoption center.)

Eventually, they’d work in tandem. One would pick up the child from school, the other would drop off the child. They’d take turns taking the kid to work with them, spending all their free time with them. IT would be rare, but they’d make it work so that they’d eat lunch all together every once in a while. Dinner was always together though.

They all love being in the kitchen.

Ignis would be a little surprised that when they get older, they reveal they want to be an artist. But he’d support them none the less.

Gladio would be the cool uncle to them. They’re entirly unsuited for combat, but still insist on learning how to fight from him. Though he’d try and persuade them that Ignis or Ignis’ S/O would be the better for them to learn from. Because there was no way they’d be able to swing a greatsword like they wanted. But, a little bit of Ignis’ sassiness would reveal itself when they’re like, “Don’t tell me what to do” and promptly go for a greatsword to practice with.

Prompto would try and help them achieve their goal of being an artist. He’d be pretty big in the photo scene, and would use some of his contacts to try and help them learn the industry. They get a long fairly well. Prompto, true to form, would be a bad influence. Starting with the day they come home from his place with GREEN hair. (Due to a mishap, his own would be pink.)

Noctis and they would bond over one thing. Their hatred of vegetables. He’d give them tips and trick on how to AVOID eating the veggies in Ignis’ cooking, ‘Take it from me kid, I’ve been eating with him for most of my life.’

Ignis would never name a godfather, because he’d be so sure that he’d NEVER leave his child alone in the world.

Headcanons of the Chocobros with a male s/o with long hair

Trying my best, but going in circles. D:

Noctis:

They went to the same high school together.

The only reason they met was because he sat in front of the prince and his hair was longer than most.

It’d trail on his desk whenever he leaned backward which would lead to an awkward situation where Noctis falls asleep on top of his hair.

He’d be stuck because if he tried moving, the sleeping prince would accidentally pull his hair. Which would hurt. (He’d always had a sensitive scalp.)

He’d have to turn to Prompto for help. Prompto would lift Noctis, who would still be dead to the world off his hair and he’d bolt after that, embarrassed about what had just occurred. (He doesn’t even realize Prompto took a picture.)

Which would lead to Prompto showing it to Noctis later that he’d made a new friend.

Noctis’ future S/O wouldn’t wear his hair lose during school after that, not wanting a repeat of what had just happened. And he’d be sure too keep his hair over his shoulder and in front of him.

Though, this incident would led to them becoming friends. And later on, after a few times when Noctis would play with his hair during sleep overs, or maybe comment how nice he looks with it down, they’d start dating. (He doesn’t put his hair up very often after that.)

(Noctis totally once used his S/O’s hair to guide him into a kiss because he wasn’t paying attention to him.)

Being close to the prince also meant learning how to protect him. And holy six, Noctis liked seeing him spar with his hair down. It would billow behind him when he moved.

Years down the road, whenever he needed to get his S/O’s attention, he’d just grab a stand of his hair.

Which would cause him to freeze because, “Please don’t pull my hair, I’m fragile.” But he’d still let him do it. He wouldn’t mind if it was Noctis. Something that Noctis picked up on.

Though if anyone ELSE touches his hair, Noctis would immediately becomes upset on his behalf. Because anyone else touching his hair made him uncomfortable. Also, because it was weird having complete strangers wanting to touch his hair just because it was so long.

Prompto:

Prompto has always been a very tactile person. And so touching any S/O’s hair would mean a whole lot to him. Especially long hair. He’d love trailing his hands though it. Especially since his S/Os hair is so soft…

He’d get a giggle at pulling out his hair tie. Perhaps he’d pulled it back because it was in his face and he needed to see. Or maybe he always had it out of his face. Point is Prompto would love messing up his hair. Especially when he wanted attention.

He’d sigh in defeat when it’d fall in his face, used to this sort of thing and turn and face Prompto, probably surprising him with a kiss to his nose.

Seeing him with his hair down is a treat for him. And he would not be able to resist touching it of course.

Though after the first time his wrist bands became tangled in his hair, he’d refrain from running his hands through it, no matter how much he wanted to.

Because ow, he’d tugged out a few pieces of hair on accident with his wrist bands. And rather than take them off, he’d just…stop touching his hair.

The simplest solution, of course, would be to take them off. But he wouldn’t. Because him and his S/O both knew that he was hiding something under his wristbands. And his s/o wouldn’t ask what was there. But he would miss Prompto’s affectionate touches.

He, instead, would get tired of the kicked puppy look on Prompto, and one day just flat out say, “You can touch my hair you know.”

This would lead to a talk about the wrist bands, and lead to the conclusion that, Yes, his S/O did miss him touching his hair, and that Prompto missed running his hand through it. So they came up with a solution that Prompto would take off the wrist bands, but his s/o would keep his eyes closed.

It would work too. Prompto would trust his S/O to keep his eyes closed, and his s/o wouldn’t break that trust.

Even after Prompto decides to make it a game by pressing kisses to his neck and collar bone when he least expects it. (He’d absolutely have the self control not to open his eyes since Prompto would mention he still had his wrist bands off.)

And to Prompto’s delight he discovers that his S/O will fall asleep with his hair out because having his hair played with relaxes him. So long as it’s just him brushing his hand through his hair.

Gladio:

Surprisingly, Gladio fell in love with an artist, with long hair, and even longer hours at a desk.

He’d be someone who grew out his hair by accident. He’d think there was never time to do anything outside of his work, and actually kind of neglect himself really.

Which, Gladio would hate and love at the same time. He’d enjoy brushing out his hair, because he’d often just wake up and go to work after a shower with out brushing it. And since he’d never really do anything with it, it’s super soft. But also, it’s getting ridiculously long.

Gladio would like twirling pieces of it between his fingers when they’re laying together.

Gladio also likes brushing his hair out of his face while he sleeps.

Sometimes, if he knows his S/O has a long day ahead of them the next day. He’ll help braid his hair before they go to bed, so he can just get up and go to work without fussing with it.

Though, lord if he ever suggest to Gladio that he’s thinking about getting a hair cut, Gladios going to start listing every single reason he loves his hair.

Ignis:

He’d love fixing his S/O’s hair. And he’d likes trying to see how detailed he could get before his S/O becomes exasperated with his efforts.

However, his S/O would enjoy it as well. Though, he wouldn’t be able to resist tugging a strand or two out of place, pieces that trail across their face. Simply because it annoys Ignis to see him even SLIGHTLY unkempt.

Perhaps also, because those strands of hair frame his face PERFECTLY, he draws more attention to himself from others.

Ignis has never been a jealous person, but seeing him being fawned over would get under his skin a little.

For Ignis, seeing him with his hair down is always an interesting experience. Because it softens his features. Somehow makes him look younger. But at the same time, his hair is NOT pin straight and almost looks wild at times. Fluffy almost.

He usually only looks like that when they’re going to sleep so seeing him in public like that does inspire some jealousy. (And by some, I mean a burning inferno of jealously.)

When they go to sleep, Ignis actually likes hold a hand in his hair. Which was strange, but he doesn’t mind. If Ignis wants reassurance he’s there, and he gets that by holding his hair, it’s fine.

Headcanon with the Chocobros and a s/o who has so many freckles. More than three Promptos would have together! (whispers Separate please ~)

FRECKLES. YES.

Noctis:

He’d seen freckles before of course, Prompto was his best friend after all. But he’d never have seen SO MANY on one person. And they wore it well.

On top of that, they were very gentle looking. So staring ended up being a thing.

They, as it turns out, were anything but gentle.

His S/o, before they were his S/O, would hold their head high and have a look on their face that DARED someone to mention anything about their freckles.

They’d been made fun of a lot for how many they had. And now that they were older, they had learned how to shut up ANYTHING said about them. WITH THEIR FISTS.

So Noctis staring at them so much made for a rather interesting introduction.

They’d be very defensive over their freckles, so when he compliments them (Even after they’ve pretty much threatened to beat him into the ground if he said something negative about their skin) they’re more than a little thrown off guard.

They tentatively became friends and that soon progressed into a romance.

Years later, he’d stare staring at their skin again.

In Insomnia, the freckles had always been faint, but on the road trip together they DARKEN considerably.

Looking at the mass of speckles across their face and shoulders was entrancing to him, because there were just SO MANY MORE now.

Eventually, his S/O would have enough and be like, “Cut it out!” Oh they’d be embarrassed. They’re fine with their freckles, but with them receiving so much attention from HIM because of THEM again… they would get very flustered.

He would the first time around, just out of embarrassment, because he really hadn’t realized he had been staring so much.

But later on he would be able to look away and just give up, staring openly and tracing patterns with his eyes.

This would often lead to his S/O demanding he stop and him smugly pretending he didn’t know what they’re talking about.

But then, at night when they’re lying together in the dark, he’d be close enough to see the fainter ones, the ones just beginning to fill in, that cover their face.

Across their nose, their cheeks, on their eyelids. He’d even notice that their lips had some spotted across them.

He’d think of how lucky he was that the person he loved has entire galaxies embedded in their skin.

Prompto:

FRECKLE BUDDIES.

Seriously, they just saw each other at school and decided to be friends just because they both had FRECKLES.

It was such a silly thing to bond over, but oh well. ~~They could both use a little silliness in their lives.~~

From trying to distract each other by jabbing the particularly big ones on each other, or tracing pictures with their fingers on each others arms, it was only natural that they’d become closer.

When they do start dating, a running joke between them is trying to remember which ones they’ve kissed.

Sometimes they name each other’s freckles. It’s always a sad day when one of them gets a scar/scratch. “Frankie noooo!!”

When on the trip together, their favorite joke to play on one another is playing connect the dots on the other while they sleep. With bright colors. Pink was his S/O’s favorite color to use on him, and his was green.

The leads to a rule never letting EITHER of them take first watch or when they’re on watch, they have ONE other person with them.

They retaliate together by bespeckling the others in ‘freckles’ with a permanent marker. (Boy THAT was a day. Good thing they both have some pretty fast chocobos.)

Freckle contests are thing, with them both staying in the sun seeing if they can get anymore to develop. Prompto never wins because his S/O is absolutely covered in them.

They’re also absolutely good looking in his opinion.

They still try and kiss each other’s freckles before bed. (something less silly and more serious is that for every freckle that’s kissed, they promise to tell each other a secret about themselves.)

Gladio:

They whine when he makes them take off their jacket and uncover their face. They wanted to stay out of the sun, thank you very much, because the sun made the “things” worse.

But he’d worry they’d overheat and make them take them off anyways.

They’d do it reluctantly, and when they do they reveal all the freckles strewn across their visage.

Adorned. They look like they’d adorned by the six themselves and they were EMBARRASSED by them.

That would piss Gladio off to no end, but not at them. No, he’d be pissed at whoever made them think their freckles were something to be ashamed of. Because they were damn beautiful, with or without the flecks dotting their skin.

So he’d be sure to tell them that while the freckles were in the open. Complimenting them left and right in small whispers that would absolutely make them blush to the tips of the freckled ears.

“You look like you have pieces of sunlight embedded in your skin.” “You look like someone painted the sky on you.” “Your freckles look like a gallery of art and I want to admire every single one.”

They’d reach for their face cover after awhile and whine again. “Gladio, please don’t be stupid, I look ridiculous with all these ugly…”

They’d trail off at the look he’d give them. And then he’d snatch away their jacket and face cover. It’s be them running around in the sun after him, as he’d darted away, and them cursing him to Ifrit’s side and back.

They’d manage to catch up to him, but at the last moment he’d turn on heel and sweep them up into his arms.

“I’m going to show you all the reasons you’re so amazing to look at.” He’d say as he starts poking their freckles where he knows they’re ticklish. “There’s one here, and here, and another…”

They’d screech and try to wiggle away, as he’d start to count every single damned freckle on them, all the while they’d be trying to deny that they were good looking.

Finally, just to get him to stop, they’d agree with him. After which he’d let go of them and they’d just sit on the ground where they were.

Perhaps they’d be a tad upset with him. But they’d know he was only trying to help.

“…You know how hard this is for me.” They’d whisper, and he’d nod.

When they were younger, their freckles got them tormented relentlessly. Add in that they were the only child in their family with freckles, and considered ugly by ever their own mother, they grew up unaccepting of themselves.

And Gladio would try like hell ot change their opinion about themself.

Ignis:

At first, he wouldn’t know about his S/O freckles.

They wore make up to hide them, and shirts that covered everything. Not because they hated them, no, far from it. They loved them. They just didn’t enjoy the attention they brought.

So when night falls and they’re getting ready for bed, they take off their makeup and just simply climb in and go to sleep next to Ignis.

And when he wakes up he nearly jerks away from them in surprise. It still looked like them, but HOLY SIX how did he not know about this?

They’d be covered across their collar bone, their shoulders, up their neck, all over their face. HOW had he never noticed?? (Don’t even get him started on the tattoos that create constellations out of their freckles.)

He’d find them absolutely breathtaking, and reach up to touch them, trailing his hand over their cheek. Which would wake them.

They’d meet his eyes and blink exactly once before flushing a deep red color, realizing why he was staring.

“O-oh. You’ve never seen me without…?” they’d ask quietly.

“I haven’t.” He’d whisper. He’s kiss them very sweetly and cautiously, not wanting to startle them. “You look lovely with them.”

They’d just lay there, and he’d ask about the constellation tattoos and they’d answer, growing comfortable around him.

But then they’d get up and start getting ready for the day, and they’d cover them again. For their own comfort. And Ignis would understand.

Though, if they ever missed a spot he wouldn’t tell them with words, but press a kiss there.

would you be willing to continue that iggy/childhood s/o scenario? like they spend time together during the Moogle Chocobo Carnival (bonus if the group stalks them lolol), and maybe a proposal on a gondola during the fireworks? muchly appreciate extra fluff. thanks!

omg. Yes. Totally willing. A+ prompt here.

During a visit to Lestallum the boys(And Iris), despite Ignis’ wishes, manage convince his S/O to come with them to Altissia.

This is of course, after they’ve grilled him till he’s burnt about their relationship for the past few months. (They can CLEARLY see he misses them. After all, they used to see each other everyday…~~They still haven’t found out about the two’s old living situation. Ignis managed to keep THAT under wraps thankfully~~.)

He’s rather cross with the boys, and his heart does slightly falter when he thinks of them travelling with them when any number of things could happen…

But ultimately, after spending almost every moment of his time traveling next to them, he’d figure out he was glad to have them beside him, worried or not.

~~Prompto is actually kicked to the backseat because if he’s taking them along into danger he’s damn well going to spend his time behind the wheel holding their hand.~~

As they’re finishing up a few last minute things, they do go along with them on hunts for extra gil and such. Which freaks him out because ‘it’s DANGEROUS’.

Which results in them KINDLY reminding him that they can handle themself in a fight.

And by kindly, I mean joining in on one of the boy’s training sessions and not pulling their punches. (Literally, they’re not above just straight up throwing a punch in the middle of battle while they wait for their weapon to return to their hand.) ~~lowkey headcanon that this particular S/O specializes in using giant shuriken.~~

He wouldn’t be so concerned for them after that, but he does wish that they would STOP flinging their weapon away from themself. Because he knows they know how to fight with it in hand.

Anyways, they get the things to finish the boat and start their journey to awaken the leviathan.

Most of the trip there Ignis is letting them lay across the back seat of the boat and rest their head on his lap. Seasickness hits them without mercy, and the most he can do is try and keep them asleep and relaxed.

It would be a sight for the boy’s to see, not that they’d be watching closely of course(~~they totally are ).~~_,

Ignis wouldn’t be much different from usual, he’s still composed and unflappable and almost seems like he has no emotions toward his S/O around them. (And the S/O the same way around the boys, which is kind of sad. The others sort of LIKE seeing Iggy so relaxed and like seeing the sweet way they treat each other.)

But…there’s small thing they’d never seen him do before. Like running his hand through their hair absentmindedly. Or occasionally looking down at their face like he’s reading words written there. Sometimes, underneath their own conversations with each other (they didn’t want to bother Ignis and his S/O) they’d hear him whispering reassuring things to them, and occasionally they’d catch them reminiscing quietly about memories that were between the two of them and them only.

They’d never seen him so…attentive. Even without showing his emotions, his actions betray the love he feels for them.

Upon arriving and the boys see something and would want to dart off immediately without explanation. “And you both HAVE to come with us.”

He’d be super suspicious of why, but wouldn’t be able to place exactly what made him so. ~~Perhaps it’s because they just won’t stop grinning.~~

They’d get a room right away so they wouldn’t have to worry about it later and spend the night just exploring the town. Ignis would be happier than he’d been in a while and so would his S/O. They’d all have dinner together and just let themselves relax for a moment. It’ll be a week before they can arrange an audience with the council woman, and Luna is recovering before she can see them, so they’ve nothing to do.

(They end up spending about three weeks in Altissia before the summoning.)

It’s only the next day, when Ignis wakes up with his S/O in his arms and sees that the other three are gone that he knows for certain that something is UP.

As it turns out, they’d been hanging out with them all night to ensure that neither of them saw the signs and advertisements for the Chocobo Moogle Festival! Surprise for them!

They’d leave them a note on the desk that they’d basically ditched them for the day, and to go have fun with each other.

They’d sort of look at each other and just know that they both were debating on just going back to bed. But, not wanting to hurt the other three’s feelings, because clearly more though than they’re usually capable of went into this. (Because lets face it, the only one who actually plans things on this level is Ignis.)

So they’d get ready for the day. And it’s remind them of their apartments in Insomnia. Without even realizing they were doing it, they’d fallen into the old habit of adjusting the smallest things on the other.

It’d be just little things. They’d help him fix the sleeves on his jacket just so…He’d help them put on their necklaces and bracelets…It’s be so normal they wouldn’t realize they were doing it until they’d adjust his glasses ever so slightly and their eyes would met.

This would be one of those rare moment that they’d both be sort of embarrassed. It was terribly domestic of them, something neither was used to acknowledging. It just ‘was’ with them.

He’s then smile in appreciation and gently grab their hand, press a kiss to the knuckles and lower their hands. A silent signal that they were ready.

…On second though, upon seeing all the yellow they were NOT ready.

Both are slightly shocked at how the city had changed over night.

And naturally, their first experience of the carnival is Kenny the crow…

They go to sit on a bench to sort of…just let everything sink in.

Cue Kenny’s creepy head turn and scaring the crap out of them both.

They’d end up falling off the bench with flailing from Ignis and a yelp from them. And the crow would just cackle before wandering off. They’d look at each other and just KNOW that today was going to be an off day. (Especially when they hear a laugh that sounds suspiciously like Prompto’s suddenly being cut short, as if someone had attempted to muffle it.)

“…Should we…?” “Just let them have their fun dear.” They’d know that they were being followed.

Knowing they were being followed would sort of start a game between the two of them by accident.

What would get the loudest reaction out of the three following them?

It goes back and forth, Ignis suddenly slipping into one language, and his S/O replying in a completely different one. (Also a game between each other to see who messes up their conversation first.)

A small, “What the hell?” from the prince could be heard somewhere behind them. Point for Ignis because he started that game.

The second? Ignis would be playing the shooting game, both deciding to try winning those seats for the firework display. (And staying in the suite had it’s appeal as well…)

But then, when he’d completely distracted they lean forward and wrap their arms around his shoulders from where he’s sitting and whisper something in his ear. It was just an embarrassing memory, something they’d held over Ignis for YEARS. And being reminded of it so suddenly causes him to lose his composure and his cheeks turn a VERY dark shade of red.

The other three, thinking they’re being quiet and they were out of range would whistle and say out loud, “Whatever they whispered must have been something else to turn him THAT color.”

Three points to his S/O.

From then on it’s back and forth until they’re both tied at 23 points.

They’re walking along one of the docks to sit at the end of it and laugh together. It’s been a fun day so far.

He’d been perfectly gentlemanly all day, their arms had been circled together as they walked, he’d putting a guiding hand on their lower back when he didn’t want to get separated, and he’d always check with them to make sure they were alright.

They in turn had been very affectionate. Whispering sweet nothings out of earshot of the others, reminding him of different memories and pointing out the different things they though might interest Ignis.

So, in a conspiratorial whisper, they decided to end the game in a big way. They had enough medallions to get the suite and fireworks seat. And they wanted to rest before seeing the show. And they really wanted to see the other’s reactions to what was about to happen.

In a planned move, he suddenly sat up from where he had been leaning against their shoulder and shoved them off the pier.

They could literally hear Prompto screech across the distance in a shrill tone, “HE DID NOT JUST-” before they went under the water.

When they surfaced they laughed so hard they had trouble catching their breath. Ignis would reach down a hand to help them, but instead they’d pull him in as well.

They’d then laugh together, sneaking a kiss before getting out of the water.

After stripping off as many outer layers as they could while still preserving their modesty, they would say just LOUDLY enough for the three people following them to hear, “We should head back to the hotel and see what the others are doing.”

“Shit.” could be heard and then rapidly fading footsteps.

Upon arriving back they’d greet the others and pretend they hadn’t seen them all day, and then they’d take turns in the shower.

The other three would pretend to be enamored in their phones, but would watch them fall into their habits again. (Not creepy at all guys…)

They really had never seen this side of Ignis. They knew he could be affectionate, but this was a whole other level.

Ignis would help dry their hair, and they’d tease him by saying it would be fine air drying. He’d press a kiss to their forehead after they comb his hair back for him.

Small things that were really killing them all with sweetness.

They’d finish getting ready and head out to the fireworks show, content and happy with one another.

Ignis and they would sit in the gondola and just…think of all they’d been through and talk about it.

They had been through a lot. And they loved each other.

When the show starts their attention is only held by it for a short while. Because the other would catch their eye in the light.

Like so many of the major changes in their relationship, it would be unplanned.

“Marry me.”

They’d look at him, and then smile at him genuinely. “Okay.”

And it just as simple as that.

However, in a nearby gondola, the three are sitting and cheering for their friend. But thankfully, it’s drowned out by the blasts overhead. IF Ignis had known they were there, he probably would have waited until later to ask.