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A cleric who is the Team Mom and only heals by kissing you on the forehead and buffs you by licking her thumb and rubbing away some schmutz on your face
someone’s like “you know that’s not actually required for your job” and she’s like “shhhhh my beautiful child, my healing my rules, I made you a potion, it’s chicken noodle mana”
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With a quiet chuckle he slipped an arm around Noctis’ returning the hug before his eyebrows flew upwards in pleasant surprise. “Mind? Not at all, Noctis. I honestly hadn’t even thought of going there tonight. I do appreciate you doing that.”
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“You are welcome Iggy. I remember you looking at the stuff wolf the other day so hope you don’t mind.”
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“Of course not, Noct.” Ignis’ smile grew a bit, one hand moving to carefully cradle the stuff wolf to his chest. “I will promise you this one will be well taken care of. Thank you.”
Noctis smiled. He pulled out his phone to take this photo. He quickly placed his phone in his pocket. “You are welcome Iggy. I’m glad you like it. I was scared that it might look weird to give you a stuff animal.”
A quiet chuckle left the chamberlain’s lips as Noctis took a photo, and he shook his head, the fond smile back. “It may seem that way to others, but I do not believe so, Noct. It is one of ‘our things’, you can say.”
Noctis smiled and Hugged Ignis. He was really happy that the other liked his gift. “So you wouldn’t mind if I told you i got us a table at your favorite restaurant for 7pm?” He asked. He hoped he was going over board with this.
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Pouring over seemingly endless documents was a tiresome, but necessary task. It put his mind at ease knowing that Noctis was with Gladiolus, even if the latter was likely giving his omega bruises. A smile curved his lips as his thoughts were turned away from the document containing the city’s road budgets as he heard Noctis arriving home.
He pretended to continue to look over the documents in his hands until he smelt his prince behind him. Sitting the documents down carefully, he turned his head and pressed a light kiss of his own to the omega’s cheek, taking silent note that the shirt Noctis wore was one of his own. “Welcome home, darling. I have missed you as well. How was training with Gladiolus?”
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“I am looking forward to it, love.” With Noctis leaving, however, if left Ignis with his less pleasant tasks of paperwork and cleaning the apartment. Not that cleaning took very long, with scrubbing the dishes the getting a load of laundry in before he was seated at the desk Noctis had gotten for him. Files were spread across it, notes jotted down on different notepads as Ignis looked through them, awaiting Noctis’ arrival home.
Training with Gladio was a pain for more then one reason. His shield didn’t go easy on him, which he apperciated and didn’t at the same time. But after training, he had to scrub himself free of the other’s scent. Before he and Ignis started courting, he didn’t care if he left training smelling like Gladio. But now, he really only wanted to smell like himself or Ignis.
When he returned to his apartment after training, he was wearing a worn shirt of Ignis’ that had been left at his apartment by the other. It took him only a few moments to find Ignis at his desk. Noctis slide up behind him and wrapped his arms around the other before kissing his cheek. “I’m home,” His hair was still a bit damp from his shower. “missed you,”
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“I am looking forward to it, love.” With Noctis leaving, however, if left Ignis with his less pleasant tasks of paperwork and cleaning the apartment. Not that cleaning took very long, with scrubbing the dishes the getting a load of laundry in before he was seated at the desk Noctis had gotten for him. Files were spread across it, notes jotted down on different notepads as Ignis looked through them, awaiting Noctis’ arrival home.
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His hands moved to lightly rest upon the prince’s hips, Ignis leaning in to the omega’s touch. It was quite hard to reign in his want to keep Noctis to himself, to be able to send him off to another alpha to be battered around for a while. “I know,” he sighed quietly.
“Although, Gladiolus should be used to you being late by now.” It was a gentle tease, slipping from his lips as he kissed Noctis gently, stepping back after breaking it to let Noctis go before he couldn’t.
“Should be, doesn’t mean he is,” Noctis chuckled. He gave Ignis a quick kiss on the cheek. “After training with Gladio, I’ll come home and train with you,” He chuckled before heading for the exit.
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A quiet chuckle left the chamberlain’s lips as Noctis took a photo, and he shook his head, the fond smile back. “It may seem that way to others, but I do not believe so, Noct. It is one of ‘our things’, you can say.”
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“You are welcome Iggy. I remember you looking at the stuff wolf the other day so hope you don’t mind.”
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“Of course not, Noct.” Ignis’ smile grew a bit, one hand moving to carefully cradle the stuff wolf to his chest. “I will promise you this one will be well taken care of. Thank you.”
Noctis smiled. He pulled out his phone to take this photo. He quickly placed his phone in his pocket. “You are welcome Iggy. I’m glad you like it. I was scared that it might look weird to give you a stuff animal.”
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"Happy Valentine's, Ignis," Noct said with a smile, holding up a small box of fancy chocolates. "They're coffee flavored, with ebony. Had them custom made." -powerofkings
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“And Happy Valentine’s to you, Noct.” A smile curved his own lips upwards at seeing the chocolates, although seafoam hues widened as Noctis described exactly what was in them. “How thoughtful, Noct. I shall treasure every bite.” He leaned down to gently kiss the youth.
“I am afraid, however, your own Valentine’s treat has yet to be ready, I do apologize.”
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His hands moved to lightly rest upon the prince’s hips, Ignis leaning in to the omega’s touch. It was quite hard to reign in his want to keep Noctis to himself, to be able to send him off to another alpha to be battered around for a while. “I know,” he sighed quietly.
“Although, Gladiolus should be used to you being late by now.” It was a gentle tease, slipping from his lips as he kissed Noctis gently, stepping back after breaking it to let Noctis go before he couldn’t.
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“I’ll have to teach you then,” Noctis checked lightly, pushing away the other’s hands. “I have to go train Iggy.” He kissed the other softly, stroking the other’s cheek softly. “Gladio will be mad if I make him wait.”
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Goddammnit
I did a thiiinnngggg
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“Of course not, Noct.” Ignis’ smile grew a bit, one hand moving to carefully cradle the stuff wolf to his chest. “I will promise you this one will be well taken care of. Thank you.”
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“You are welcome Iggy. I remember you looking at the stuff wolf the other day so hope you don’t mind.”
@ironchefignis
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From InsomniasPrince: “Hands off, alpha. Never learn any self-control?”
@insomniasprince~ A/B/O Starters ~
“And if I say I haven’t?” Said alpha cocked a brow as he drew his hands away, a little smirk spreading across his lips. Ignis had an incredible amount of self-control, when he so wished to. Alas, not exactly wasn’t that time as he looked down at the handsome (dear he say pretty?) little omega.
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@piictograph~ Scars ~Send Me “&” For My Muse’s Reaction To Yours Tracing One Of Their Scars.
The feel of fingertips brushing against his chest startled Ignis for a moment- though by now he’d learnt to whom the soft tips belonged to. Not that Ignis hadn’t known, with Prompto often staying so close to him nowadays, helping him along the way.
He stayed silent as Prompto traced a pattern Ignis couldn’t see - never would see again - but it was one he’d knew well, having the scar there just below his collarbone since childhood. He quirked a brow curiously in Prompto’s (or at least what he assumed was) direction.
“I hadn’t realized my shirt was displaying that scar, I apologize if I have distracted you,” his tone was light, closest thing to teasing as it had been in a while.
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Sorry for being gone for so long everyone- my muse for Iggy kinda disappeared and has only reappeared recently. I’ve been busy with work and school kicking by butt, but hopefully things has slowed down enough to try and be on here more~
Thinking of changing up a few things and writing a few verses for this boi.
Thank you to all who’ve stuck around~ ♡ ♡ ♡
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Send me Anons as my muse's child(ren)
Bonus if you hint the other parent!
Originally posted by astrology-gifs
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FFXV + Loveless [4/??]
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THANK YOU for sticking around!
Thank you for following me
Thank you for dealing with my awkward phases
Thank you for dealing with my emotional moments
Thank you for sending in Asks
Thank you for waiting patiently during my hiatuses
Thank you for being such a good group of followers!
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A/B/O Starters
“I am an alpha. You, runt, are beneath me.”
“I could tear out your throat in seconds.”
“You dare to defy your alpha?”
“Speak against me again and see what I’ll do to you.”
“Omegas are pathetic.”
“Bare your throat to me.”
“Stop fighting me!”
“See? This is what your kind is made for.”
“Why don’t you roll over and show your stomach, like the pitiful omega you are?”
“I’m an omega, not your whore.”
“Look at all the slick on your thighs.”
“I hunted you down once, I’ll do it again. You’re mine.”
“Are you going to run from me? Fight me? Go on. I love a good struggle.”
“You don’t have a choice in this, we all have roles.”
“You don’t own my body, I own my body!”
“Hands off, alpha. Never learn any self-control?”
“On your stomach, bitch.”
“I don’t care if you’re ready, you’re going to take my knot.”
“You look a little lost, omega.”
“Why don’t you shut your mouth and open your legs.”
“I don’t need your help, alpha. I can protect myself.”
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