Imagine Prompto taking a selfie with Ignis and he’s like:
“Oh babe, we can’t see your face. Drop the Ebony!“
And Iggy says “Like this?” and he grabs Prompto and kisses him. Priorities Iggy!
The game will never give me these two on a selfie so I had to make the picture myself.
happy valentine’s day!!! i’ve wanted to draw all of them hugging and being happy for a while bc ffxv needed 200000% more hugs
We’re back(-ish), everyone! *throws confetti and dick pics*
Title: Sincerely, Me
Authors: @ignis-sassentia, @kwehkwehmotherfucker
Fandom: Final Fantasy xv
Pairings: Gladnoct, Promnis, building to OT4
Summary:
Ignis (7:55 p.m.): I remember why we rarely have these little group chats.
Ignis (7:57 p.m.): Every single one of you is incorrigible and inappropriate to the extreme.
What started off as a fic of Noct and Gladio sending fake emails to Prompto and Ignis in order to try to get them together has somehow devolved into this monstrosity of ridiculous group chats, dick pics, and endless shenanigans.In which Noct is a spoiled brat and likes to stir shit up, Prompto is a beautiful cinnamon roll and way too obsessed with emojis, Gladio is just along for the ride and trying to keep the other three from getting themselves killed, and Ignis is way beyond done with all of his friends and wishing he could text Prompto without making a complete fool of himself.
Told mostly through texts and emails, with prose interludes every five chapters.
Chapter 84 Summary: In which Noct scores an early birthday present, Prompto fast travels, Ignis is confused again, and Gladio gets sappy.
Noctis (5:02 p.m.):
good news!
Noctis (5:03 p.m.):
I just heard back from the lab!
Noctis (5:04 p.m.):
Ignis isn’t feeding us people
Prompto (5:05 p.m.):
I’M DATING A CANNIBAL?!
Noctis (5:06 p.m.):
I said he’s NOT feeding us people
Gladiolus (5:07 p.m.):
I told you he wasn’t.
Ignis (5:08 p.m.):
I’m rather concerned you thought that was a possibility, Highness.
Another trade, this time for the lovely @keually on twitter! I can never escape soft promnis or this colour scheme but you know what I ain’t even mad! Also I’m living for this water colour brush!
Hey, @Tyncri, happy holidays! Here’s your gift from the small secret santa–some overprotective papa!Cor and Promnis. I hope you like it!
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Prompto hadn’t expected this. Not one bit. He’d known Cor was protective and wanted the best for him, but coffee with each of his boyfriends individually to grill them, even though he’d had a hand in training all three of them and already knew them pretty well, was kind of ridiculous. And, worst of all, Cor had made it very clear this was only the beginning.
They sat in the coffee shop, Cor on one side of the table and Ignis on the other, Prompto between them. Ignis had already downed three cups of coffee in the fifteen minutes they’d been sitting here, making strained smalltalk. Prompto desperately wanted to grab his boyfriend’s hand and make a run for it. But he knew he couldn’t.
“So,” Cor said finally, the single syllable flat and firm as he narrowed his eyes at Ignis. “What are your intentions with Prompto?”
Prompto groaned and dropped his head into his hands.
Ignis adjusted his glasses delicately. “I intend to make him as happy as I possibly can, sir.”
“What makes you think you’re good enough for him?” Cor asked, absolutely no emotion in his voice.
Prompto groaned again. If anything Ignis was way too good for him.
But Ignis answered without missing a beat, his voice just as calm and collected as ever. “I have no illusions that I am, sir. But I hope to become the type of man who can ensure his happiness.”
Cor’s eyes narrowed further for a moment and he leaned forward, bracing his elbows on the edge of the table. “Listen up, Scientia. If you so much as make him cry once, I will make your life a living hell, Crownsguard or not.”
“I’m right here,” Prompto grumbled into his hands.
Both Cor and Ignis ignored him.
“I would expect no less from you, Marshal,” Ignis replied, leaning forward as well. “But I assure you, it won’t be necessary. I hold Prompto’s wellbeing as second only to His Highness’, and I will do everything in my power to ensure he is never hurt, on my account or otherwise.”
They stared at each other across the table for a long moment, oblivious to Prompto peeking through his fingers at his boyfriend and blushing bright red.
Finally, the marshal sat back in his seat and crossed his arms, giving a slightly approving nod. “Looks like we’ve got an agreement, then.”
“An agreement?” Prompto squeaked, finally pulling his hands away to look at his unofficially-adopted father.
The marshal finally glanced at him, the corner of his lips quirking up incrementally. “You can date Scientia. The other two still remain to be seen.”
Prompto dropped his head into his hands again.
“You aren’t seriously considering threatening the Crown Prince, are you?” Ignis asked delicately, adjusting his glasses again.
Cor’s subtle smile had just the hint of a feral edge to it. “Let’s just hope it doesn’t come to that.”
December 24th – Day 5: Fluffy enough to give you cavities OR Domestic shenanigans
I love me some fluff fics, y’all, so this was hard. But I finally picked one (mostly because I’ve already recc’d several of my roommate’s pieces haha).
Title: A Lullaby for Weary Souls by @gizzwhizz
Fandom: FFXV
Pairing: Promnis
Rating: G
Warnings (if any): N/A
Summary: Ignis had never thought much about his life beyond his role as Advisor
to the Crown. When the decade of darkness finally comes to an end,
however, he finds he cannot say no to Prompto’s request to start a
family.
Why I Rec This Fic: Gizz’s writing is so lovely and emotional and she does a fabulous job writing Pulcher (the child; trust me, writing kids well isn’t an easy feat to accomplish), the Promnis dynamic, and Ignis’ misgivings and concerns about adopting a child. The fic itself is domestic and fluffy but still has a lovely, compelling plot and some really touching moments.
Wandering Jotun / Ignis-Sassentia 