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threepointseven · 2 years

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fufu 👁👃👁

hoo i saw the intelligent s/o and can i ask u to have the same setting basically but it's their boyfriend being jelaous this time since the reader is popular in this setting it sounds so interesting ! 😋

with the same characters as the other post probably, since i also like Scaramouchie 🌚 tyty

is it possible to be bald anon - 👩‍🦲

i might wanna request again in the future 👩🏻‍🍳

Their s/o is incredibly popular and smart so the boys get jealous when people keep trying to ask them out!

🌺summary!🌺- your super popular and intelligent, the boys get jealous because everyone has a crush on you because ur popular and smart

Type-, HC’s 🌷

Flowers included!🌼= scaramouche x gn! Reader, albedo x gn! Reader, venti x gn! Reader

Toxins!🥀: mentions of alcohol, torture

Note🍀= HIII YES OFC YOU CAN BE BALD ANON!!!! UR MY FIRST ANON SO HELLO 🧑‍🦲 ANON😈😈😈😈 I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS SO YOU REQUEST AGAIN IN THE FUTURE!

Regarding the post they were referring to: Their s/o is smart and beautiful but has a short temper and gets jealous easily

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Albedo

Albedo was very aware from the start that you were popular and everyone wanted a moment with you, but he didnt think he’s really be jealous, after all he’s never felt such an emotion.

But he just cant help but feel the unknown emotion when he watches you try to deal with a bombard of men flirting with you

“Y/N-! I bet i could give you a good time tonig-“

“Ah dont listen to this drunkard Y/N! Im sure im the fit for ya-“

the foreign emotion of green washes over him when everyday the emotion gets bigger

Everyday it was you walking around in mondstat and being greeted with random men asking if you wanted to have a drink with him.

He starts being more touchy in public, putting his arm around your waist and he tends to glare at the men if they get too close

One day he snapped when a man borderline harassed you and put his filthy paws on your body, the compliments from him showered you but Albedo wasnt having any of it.

In a blink his lips were on yours and he stared daggers into the man’s eyes.

“Apologies sir, but Y/N is my lover. Dont go anywhere near them.”

your blushing ofc. Once the man leaves your smug asf and you cup his cheeks giggling

“I dont know whats gotten into me..”

“Your jealous bedo-!”

“…. You seem to be popular”

“You know im yours right? “

“I know love, but it seems to me mondstat doesn't know that..”

he pulls you into a sweet kiss while you chuckle, returning the kiss happily and you promised him to push away the men who take it too far, or atleast ask him for help.

you giggle and tease him while he blushes claiming he isnt, (he is)

Venti

Your a pretty thing, he understands the amount of people trying to drag you to their bedroom, and tbh venti isnt that much of a jealous person

It goes against his entire “freedom” aesthetic so he really doesnt try to pry on the people flirting with you

But when he is jealous its mostly cause he’s insecure. And trust me venti is insecure

If you go into another persons shoes and sees the two of you together, dating and being lovey dovey its literally a broke alcoholic that doesnt even have a job beside an incredibly successful, popular, beautiful person.

Now if you put it that way it doesnt sound so pleasing now does it?

So when venti catches a man as equally successful as you, handing you fresh flowers and a bracelet made out of cor lapis and amethyst the insecurity and jealousy burns like a fire and his smile falters.

The thoughts “your literally a drunkard, they deserve better”

Uncontrollably go in and out of his mind but he runs inbetween you and the man just before the rando leans in for a kiss

“Oi mister this is my lover!”

your shocked and freeze, looking at venti frowning and poking the man

“I get that theyre handsome and Super smart but theyre mine alright!”

he hugs your figure and slaps the qinxins away from your hand, dragging you away from the man

“Venti-! I was gonna reject them anyways, whats up? Your not usually possessive or jealous ..?”

you cup his cheeks noticing the uncharacteristic envy you see in his eyes, kissing his forehead gently

“… your okay with dating someone like me… right?”

you stare at his pitiful puppy dog eyes and pull him into a big hug

“Of course venti! I wouldve broken up with you ages ago if i thought you really are just a broke alcoholic you know?”

he chuckles and you two stay in that little hug for a pretty long time

Scaramouche

Scaramouche is the most jealous and possessive person you know, if a person looks at you for too long hes already planning his next homicide

Over the months scaramouche has learned to trust you more and more, he trusts you more than anyone and anything, he’s committed. And when trust came he also started to become more comfortable with physical touch so he isnt at all against putting an arm around your waist or kissing your forehead in public.

Among the fatui you’re extremely popular. Underlings say goodmorning to you in the hallways as they talk about how your hair looks soft to their friends with heart eyes

It pisses scaramouche off so much. He’s always been possessive but there was this one time where all self control just broke.

You were just having your lunch break, waiting for scaramouche to come so you two could talk as usual but a man came into your office, he wore the fatui uniform so you knew he was an underling

“Ah yes! Do you need anything?” You smile softly and your eyes widen as the man stutters and takes out the bouquet he was hiding and a shiny necklace.

little do you know right before the man was gonna confess scaramouche was outside your office, eyes twitching, arms crossed, trying his hardest not to behead the underling so he could listen to their pathetic words.

“Y-Y/N!”

you were shocked at the sound of your first name coming from a worker you had no idea existed..

Tbh you couldnt even remember his name but he was spouting sap left and right.

“This is really sweet of you but you know scaramouche is my boyfriend-“

“I-i know but i could treat you so much better! He’s always angry and such while i could be a much more loving-“

“I think that's enough talking your bullshit.”

The cold voice of scaramouche appeared out of nowhere and he glared at the man with eyes that showed no mercy

while the underling was begging for forgiveness your boyfriend paid no mind to him. Taking him by the collar and dragging him around like a dog

“I’ll be 10 minutes dove.”

he kisses your forehead before dragging the underling to his personal little torture room (btw i love the idea of scara having a torture room ngl💀)

Its safe to say his parents never saw their son ever again.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin imagines #genshin scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x reader #genshin venti x reader #venti x you #venti x reader #venti x y/n #genshin albedo x reader #albedo x y/n #albedo x gender neutral reader #albedo x reader #albedo x you

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monocaelia · 2 years

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GRAERA I FINALLY FOUND U DIDI 🧍‍♂️🔪 now…. may i ask… 53 + 54 ZHONGLI . please. im om my hands and knees. Please. i’ll do anythi

53. tucking a strand of hair behind your lover's ear

feat. zhongli

note : HAHAA HI MARA !! my biggest fan HAHA, ofc you can have zhongli u silly goose. sorry this took so long, i still love u o(-(

send me a kiss and i'll write you something short <: [not accepting any more !!]

the cool breeze on mount aocang blows past you, gently swaying the crimson leaves above you. the atmosphere is quiet, only the sound of the soft waves lapping at the edge of the pond in front of you kept your ears occupied.

underneath the shade of the giant tree on mount aocang is where you rest, zhongli's head nestled on your thighs and your fingers carding through his hair. you're surprised that cloud retainer had let you so close to her abode, but zhongli assured you that it would be fine for you to join him in his visit.

your fingers gently brush against the side of zhongli's face, internally swooning at how chiseled his features are. from the time you've spent with zhongli, you have hardly ever seen the ex-archon show anything other than a serene expression when sipping the finest cup of liyuen tea and enjoying the company of his cheeky boss or a stern visage when he needs to be a bit more serious when scolding his fatui friend for acting out of hand. it is as if his face, expression and beauty, was carved out of the finest marble by the delicate hands of celstia herself.

you tuck a strand of zhongli's hair that has fallen over his face behind his ear, smiling softly at how at ease he appeared to be.

does he sleep often? you muse to yourself as your fingers glide over the funeral consultant's cheeks and underneath his resting eyes. you suppose he doesn't need to since he was an archon, and a god beforehand.

but even celestial beings need their rest.

you pause in your ministrations when pools of molten gold reveal themselves to you, a quiet gasp at the beautiful color.

"good morning, love," you sing, thumb gently rubbing against zhongli's cheek. his lips part slightly before melting into a warm smile. his hand comes up to encase yours that is cradling his face and presses a soft kiss onto your palm.

"apologies, i didn't expect to fall asleep, but your touch is so comforting," he breathes. "like i've felt it centuries ago and it's finally calling me home."

you laugh at his words, a short exhale of breathe. "you have such a way with words, mr. zhongli. if we weren't currently courting, i would think you were flirting with me."

your eyes follow him as he sits up and leaves the comfort of your lap, much to your dismay. however, your displeasure is shortly lived when his eyes made of pure cor lapis stare into your own, captivating you entirely.

your breath hitches when zhongli leans in closer to you, heart beating rapidly against your chest as you anticipate his lips pressed onto yours in a kiss underneath the crimson trees.

but instead, you feel him hesitate the closer he gets to your face and then, finally, his lips gently peck the corner of your mouth before pulling away entirely and you feel your heart skip a beat.

"it's getting late, we should return back to the harbor before it gets dangerous for you," he tells you, standing up from where the two of you were underneath the tree and leaving you a flustered mess.

zhongli turns his head to look at you over his shoulder, a smile thrown in your direction as if mocking you for poking fun at him earlier. "if we hurry, i might properly kiss you goodnight."

#zhongli x reader #didi writes #kiss games #i'm just finishing up some prompts from last time haha #zhongli fluff #zhongli scenarios

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ktzuki · 5 years

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Ahhh your Cor headcanon is so cute!! ! Can I get a headcanon with each of the Chocobros getting jealous when Fem!Reader spends time with the rest of the group if that makes sense?? I have complete faith that whatever you come up with will be AWESOME

thank you!! i love compliments so much alskskskdkdkdn and im sorry if this isnt what you had expected, so dont feel put back to request again !! i freaking loved writing this, especially ( unexpectedly ) iggy&gladdy ! i wanted to make each boy a tiny bit different and how i think they’d act, but instead of putting the femc with the whole group, its one of the bros. anyways, i really do hope you enjoy this, and hopefully you leave a message on your thoughts ?

tag list ; @blindedstarlight @thechocobois @flopity-flips @hanalwayssolo @amberswordlilies @gladio-to-meet-you @inconsistencys @dilly-dally-drabbles @the-altissian-authors @ff15trashgoldenslumbers +msg me to be added!

p r o m p t o a r g e n t u m :

will feel down ALL DAY

thinks about the worst

like you leaving him + going for his way better friend noctis

princes >> of course!

he understand why - he wasnt good enough for you

to him, its not like he looks good or is real smart

wont be evidently jealous but he feels it on the inside

“It’s okay. You don’t have to force yourself out of pity, chocoboo.”

he’ll think if he can even call you that anymore

instead of feeling lots of jealousy, he’s completely down and depressed

absolutely craves your hugs and kisses more than anytHing

his self confidence goes from 100 to 0 in a span of 5 seconds

“You really do look better with Noctis.”

in a few days, though, after DYING without your love and affection and in general, yo u ,

and after getting loads of advice from big bro gladio,

prompto will hunt you down

will muster up A L L THE COURAGE IN THE WORLD just to pull you away from Noctis

he asks to talk to you

best pack yourself heaps of tissue, because then you’ll find yourself with a crying chocoboo trying to get the words “I miss you.” out without stuttering

hes adorable&cute in every single way, so please treat him right, because you are his reason to keep going !

n o c t i s l u c i s c a e l u m :

gets completely SASSY with you

“What? I can’t hear anything. I can only hear royalty, like myself.”

won’t be able to look you in the eye

will puff his cheeks out 11 / 10 times you see him

its so cuTe

you just want to touch them

big round marshmallows pls

but if you take 2 steps, he’ll take 4 back

gets the behaviour of a stray cat

“Isn’t Gladio your new prince now?” >:(

noctis will sort of compare himself to Gladio, like …

‘ I’m not tall enough. ‘

‘ I’m not that bulky either. ‘

‘ Does she love me because I’m a prince …? ‘

thoughts + noctis has to be the worst combo

he ends up believing them

and it puts him in a H O R R I B L E mood

his fighting skills drop -100000

cant think straight either

in all honesty, he needs you

its like gladiolus without iris

or ignis without his recipe books

or prompto without cindy

or wiz without his chocobos

noctis is just incomplete without you

can only function when hes 100% that you believe in him :((

he needs words of encouragement from you only

is too shy to say anything to you so ya gotta make the first move my guy

and when you do, he blushes the brightest red

and his smile is wide, all because of you

he really missed you

now you’re all his >:)))

youre his light to the darkness, so please walk tall with him to the happiest of places !

g l a d i o l u s a m i c i t i a :

he notices you’re abit buddy buddy with iggy lately

literally has an eye of an eagle when it comes to you

“Where’s my girl at?” … “Ah. She’s with Ignis right now.”

wonders what you’re up to

cooking? he can’t do that at all

which is probably the reason why youre not cooking with hi m

so you’re doing it with ignis

and n o t h i m

NOT HIM.

it takes a while for gladio to process it before any emotions flood in

then, he get the most jealous he’d ever been

he feels oddly pissed at ignis for snatching you

tries to calm himself down and to think properly

gardens with iris…

reads his book…

goes hiking…

spars with noctis and prompto…

you know, the typical stuff

then he’ll sit somewhere comfortable + think

he doesn’t feel pissed / jealous anymore

because ignis doesn’t have ill intent

and he knows you love the Shield

so, he’ll do anything to get you back to him

… w/o being obvious !

gladio will try hard to get good at what you like

so you can both do it together

“Hey babe. Look at these sexy Leiden potatoes I just picked up.” >;)

gordon ramsay jokes 24 / 7

you can tell what he’s up to, and its vEry hiLaRioUs

he practices cooking only when you’re asleep

or when he thinks, at least

you’d watch him try his hardest for you

very ver y dedicated

WARNING: WILL NOT ACCEPT IGNIS’S HELP UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES !!!

will have alot of bandages and cuts,

but won’t stop

very tired eyes

on the outside he looks dead

on the inside, his flame for you is ablaze and fiery

big boy gladio manages to make his first meal for the gang

he’ll sit with you to see how you’d like it

when you smile at him, he gets happy

like his hard work really payed off

“Cook with me next time…” and looks away, “please.”

from then on, you two are the bosses of the kitchen >:D

gladdybby gets very dedicated for you, so please appreciate him to the fullest !

i g n i s s c i e n t i a ;

tries to get his duties done

despite his slight jealousy of prompto

iggy knows himself he’s not the fun, bubbly type everyone adores like blondie

will ask himself loads of questions

this is not a problem he’s ever encountered before

“I should get myself to be more like Prompto, then.”

thinks of himself as bland, and in need more ‘ flavours ‘

maybe you’re bored of being with him?

he doesn’t want that but he’s fully convinced at this point :(

his cooking stats go down in a jiffy

his feelings and thoughts are like spilled water

he doesn’t know what to do

sad burritos left , centre , right

will not let his jealousy (more like confusion) overcome him

no matter what

if you ask him, however, he’ll admit to it

TIME TO HOP ONTO THE LOST THOUGHTS TRAIN WITH IGGY

NEXT STOP : ZONING OUT

he’ll somehow stop during fights to think about you

because he’s not near you as much, his focus will pretty much always be on you

it’s like he thrown an ice flask onto himself

“Hey Noct… Did I perhaps do something to upset her?”

just like how noctis confides in ignis, it happens the other way too

but very rarely

which means this my dudes is serious business > : (

ignis is mesmerised by you

somehow, he’s the cheesiest man you’ll ever find

but he’s very subtle about it

he’d look at you, clean his glasses, then look at you again

“She’s still as beautiful as before I wiped my spectacles.”

legit after two days of not being showered by his goddess + being pushed by the boys ( they just don’t like eating sad burritos ), ignis will talk to you

you fully understand his problems and his confusions

you explain that you were asking prompto for tips on guns + practising with a fellow gunboy

ignis loves your motivation to do well

“Ah, I see. Guess I was thinking wrong. Silly me!”

the bros don’t enjoy eating sad burritos, so please keep ignis out of the thought train and confusion by loving him to the fullest !

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pocmuzings · 6 years

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alrright everyone lets dish real quick

@cameeluh omg OK so, the cruise was incredible it was honestly so so so much fun, and on like the 3rd night i was there - i met this guy named corey, and i thought he was really cute, but he didnt talk to me so i was like WHATEVER

then the next night, he comes over and buys me a drink and sits with me all night bc my brother left early and i was still drinking.

we both ended up sitting in the library together that night, at 4am, drinking wine and playing never have i ever, and it was just ... so much fun. and ok yes we totally hooked up

so then, from basically the 4th day onward, we had a routine of him calling my room every morning to just be like ‘hey, how are you feeling? do you wanna get breakfast?’ and we’d spend almost the entire day together, like just wlking around or DRINKING and EVERYONE thought we were dating and had come on the cruise together which was obvs not true

but sjkfsjkn he was just such a fuck boy, but like, a DEVELOPED fuck boy, bc he was rlly nice at times, and he was just so SEX YYHJDFKJ.

anyways anyways, tldr; we spent almost every single night together, up until 3-4am, running around the cruise ship, drinking, and breaking into the pool to make out.

then on the second last night, me and him got into this mini argument, rlly small and dumb, and i left to the bar. fast forward an hour and he comes in with his arm around this girl and i was like FUCK THAT and strted talking to this random other cute guy ,, and me and corey just didnt speak to each other after that, like at all, because i was a bit emo about him flirting with this other girl

and then last night, i see him at the club, and the club is so dead theres only like 3 ppl there bc its the last night, we have to get up early .. u feel? but im like ILL BE THE BIGGER PERSON HERE AND COME SAY BYE TO HIM so i walked on over, and i was like ‘hi. just wanted to say bye, before the end of the cruise’ and corey just looked at me, and it honestly was like.. the coldest look i ever recieved that i almost cried lmao, and he just said ‘bye’.

SO FAST FORWARD this morning, i was so emo, i didnt want to leave the cruise, but i was upset that corey was such a fucking asshole. so i arrive at the airport and our flight gets delayed a lil, so i decide to mssg corey and im like ‘hey, that goodbye sucked’ and he immediately replied being like ‘yeah. i know. im sorry. i was an idiot’ and im literally about to start crying in the airport, im pmsing so badly .. but then, i feel a tap on my shoulder and i hear someone say ‘is this seat taken?’ and i look over and its fucking COR EY. and he was like ‘we should do a proper goodbye’ and im like yes yesy eS but i dont wanna seem too eager, so i just nod, and smile, and we hug, and then... thats kinda it ?? like its still a fucking lame goodbye

so i go to the bar, lmao, and have like 4 mimosas and i message him again being like ‘i really wish you had kissed me goodbye’ and he was like ‘i know , im sorry, i was so distracted’ and im so petty n drunk im like, ‘u were distracted thinking about that GIRL u were hooking up with the other night.’ and hes like ‘oh. fuck. yeah. im sorry. i just saw you with that guy and i got mad’ and im like ???? ur such an ASSHOLE at least i didnt KISS anyone else, and he’s like ‘true. but you kissed better then she did’ and im like ‘kiss me right now, i board in ten minutes’ and he mssgs back saying ‘where are you’

and we literally SPRINT down the hallways, past security, and i was so emotional, and i finally FIND him just outside my gate, and we kinda stop in front of each other and im like ‘i have to go’ and hes like ‘ i know’ and then... we kiss goodbye.

and thats it. i have him on fb, but like .. he lives so far, nd we’ll never see each other again! rip !

#tldr: another ho g story #shutup g.#this is so long im so sorry @ anyone who reads this #but none of my gal pals irl are round and i needa VENT i needa have GIRL TIME

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yoitssabrinee · 7 years

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To Mercy We Plead

I am actually quite dissatisfied with how this turned out, but it got a little too long (is 7 pages and 3263 words long? lol) so here’s the first chapter of what I think is decent enough for a Prompto + Reader thing? Yeah lmao

Many thanks to @inconsistencys and @projectcherry12 for their help, feedback, and all the references they have provided me with--i could never do this without their help and support (and for Christ’s sake please follow them they are amazing people ok thank u) and also i need u guys to point out what i did wrong here and what i amiss because i am seriously delirious rn oh my god

p.s. this is unedited btw lmao i’m still in the dark about what to write for the summary so here’s to nothing!

SUMMARY:

A lifetime of repentance would never erase the regret building inside you as long as the person you’ve hurt are still bound to their past. But maybe redemption is on your way, and you’d be damned to let that chance go. (Prompto Argentum + Reader)

WARNING: Mentions of bullying, harassment.

prologue - part 1 - part 2

It was eight in the morning.

Sun was way up in the sky; the air smelled fresh and nice; the sky was clear; and it seemed to be the perfect weather for a stroll in the park, or maybe a casual walk through the city sidewalks, staring at street-side stalls selling kebabs and ice cream cones or just simple trinkets like key chains and cheap bracelets.

Yet here you were, face down and backside up, spine sore and screaming in pain at the hit it took from the blunt object across the room.

That made it the fifth time you’ve been kissing marble floors in a span of nearly one hour.

Your vision was swimming, unshed tears prickling at the corners of your eyes and body singing with exertion, but you’ve mapped and memorized the layout of the room so clearly from days moving all around it to know which corner was which even when you had your eyes closed—the trick here was to maximize your hearing sense so you could make out the movements of the other recruits, who were crowding the outline of the stage, silently snickering behind their hands.

Lips thinning in defiance, you quickly whirled and jumped into position, scrambling for the makeshift wooden sword laying just a ways away—previously knocked out of your hand—from you and biting back a sob as you stumbled forward, facing the opponent that had been handing your ass back to you in the past fifty-five minutes.

You knew this was not part of training—it was just a simple reflex-based move, dammit—but still your face felt hot with shame.

Not to mention that it was an extremely important day, and you totally blew it.

Baby blue eyes watched you and your opponent’s forms from the side line, silently judging your performance the whole hour you had been on that floor, eyes squinting whenever you took a hit on whichever part of your body that was left open for your rival to strike. It was humiliating—both from having Cor the Immortal’s eyes on you and seeing disappointment crinkling them every time you hit the deck, and catching the glint in your audience’s narrowed orbs as they silently cheered on your loss.

You were a hundred percent sure you just failed the test.

Cor’s voice rang across the expanse, “You’ve got five minutes left. Make it count.”

Make it count.

Like hell you would.

With a yell you charged, wooden sword swiping forward with unrelenting force, your intentions loud and clear—bring the enemy down in one fell swoop and spare yourself from yet another day of insult and embarrassment.

But, of course, this was one of the top fighters you were dealing with—top jock of the elite Special Forces, newly initiated as recruit barely six months ago but he was already making his way up with amazing performance. At this rate even you wouldn’t be surprised to see the likes of him flanking Cor’s side as his right hand man.

Which, to your dismay, just solidified everybody’s—minus yours—opinions on him as he sent you sprawling a final time to the floor, concluding the day’s events.

It was barely nine in the morning.

The applause that followed nearly made you deaf, but you were too busy willing yourself not to cry as you stand up, using the sword as support to steady your stance before you made your way toward the threshold. Ignoring all the pointed looks aimed your way, you trotted toward where the Marshall was standing, clipboard in his arm.

You wanted to scream, you wanted to plead to him to give you a second chance. You’d do anything to make up for that lack of performance, the absence of focus that was the main point of all the training you’ve endured for the past nine months. Yet the moment you stood before him, saluting and addressing him by title, the look on his face gave him away. At this rate even disappointment was an understatement; you turned your gaze to the floor, finding interest on the cracks between the tiles.

Hours of toiling and getting decked in the shins at ass o’clock by colleagues who just wanted to bring you down had all amounted to nothing.

You heard him call your name, and when you lift your eyes from the floor you were met with icy blues boring deep into your skull, his lips thinning into a straight line. “I want you to know that you have potential. I want you to know that I know that potential is somewhere in that body of yours, waiting to be brought out.” He was silent for a spell before he continued, “But I also want you to know that today, you didn’t meet the expectations I’ve set up for most of the recruits that have joined us here today. Your posture is off, your stance needs more work, your overall performance is lacklustre at best, and I’m not even going to touch on the way you handle yourself during mock battles.”

You nod, then finding whatever strength you had in you, you said, “Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”

He took another moment longer to stare at you before he let out a long sigh, signing something off on the clipboard. You didn’t want to see what it was, but you were fairly sure he had just written you off as a ‘fail’.

You dug your teeth into your bottom lip, feeling fresh tears stinging your lashes.

“Right now you’re not ready for that. Not yet. I’m sorry, but you know what this means for you, right?”

You nodded, not daring to lift your eyes to meet his, fearing that the tears would actually spill should they make contact.

Cor let out another sigh.

“You’re dismissed.”

And just like that, you failed the exam that would initiate you into the Crownsguard as an elite.

(s)

The Discussion tab was brimming with visitors, as usual; since the last time you were there, it had reached the triple digits in a span of a week, stated by the ever rotating digital numeral widget tucked at one corner of the website. Today, you were contributing another number to that widget by surfing through the page, fingers finding the ‘Post New Thread’ button on default and flying over the virtual keyboard to type.

It only took a couple of taps to get to where you usually frequented on the forum, having the website bookmarked for convenience on your phone. Since the minute you left the training room, every recruit that had passed you at the halls kept turning your way; you were past the point where you wanted to just snap and tell them off. You never know what they were saying, but you figured anything that they have to say was about you—and anything about you was never a good thing.

Especially since every eye seemed to be judging your every move.

Somnus’ Assembly for the Desperate and Needy—it was one of the only refuges you have, ever since you were initiated as a beginner into the Crownsguard forces; one of the only places where you could express yourself and your words without being looked at as if you were mental. Ever since your accidental stumble into the website during one exceptionally spiralling day, months prior, you have been a frequent, if not a little too infrequent, visitor of the page, occasionally posting threads retelling your troubles or giving out advice to those who you think might need it—or, you know, just drop in others’ threads and comment. In that place where nobody knew anybody except for their tales of toil and distress, no one would give you the side eye because no one knew what your history was and they would never judge you based on what you used to be.

Some, if not all, of the visitors have disclosed their own personal details to give vivid descriptions to their stories, but you weren’t on that level of comfortable to even share your past to the internet world. At least, not yet.

The ‘New Thread’ text box was only filled with a line of words, after a couple of minutes of deleting, then retyping, then deleting before retyping again, because every word you used seemed to expose too much, tell too much of your side. You just wanted to be frank, straightforward, and honest, but at the same time you didn’t want to give away anything.

In the least, you wanted a side where you could keep all your secrets without being appraised. The website have been your saving grace.

{toothless-vore has posted a new thread!}

Your lips quirked into a small smile at the sight of the bolded letters gracing yet another tab of new thread discussion on the page, a tinge of relief washing over you at finally letting a piece of distress out. You were about to swipe the webpage out, having done away your trouble, when it suddenly refreshed by itself, and your thread indicated that a visitor had read it, and commented on it.

You opened the post, wondering what it was, then felt the smile at your lips growing wider as you read:

{yellow-birdboy has posted a reply!} {10:11AM}

∑(;°Д°) omg are u ok?? im sorry that happened to u!! are u alright???

It was only a simple thread, the top post lined with only one sentence, read: just failed exam, conked out atm, feelin real down and need lots of choc. But to this person who had gone by the username yellow-birdboy, it was a big deal. Funny how you have trouble making friends in the real world, but on the internet, people like this wanted to hear what you have to say and read all your stories with immense interest, especially since none of you know each other that personally to invest time in strangers on the net. One of the perks of being anonymous and hiding behind fake names, you guessed.

{toothless-vore has posted a reply!} {10:12AM}

yea m fine, nothing i cant handle dw ( ´ ▽ `)ﾉ

{yellow-birdboy has posted a reply!} {10:15AM}

i know u can, but lemme know if u wanna vent yea?? im always up for a lil motivation!! ( •̀ᗜ•́)ง

{toothless-vore has posted a reply!} {10:19AM}

thnx boo, preciate it (✿´ ‿`)

This Birdboy user wasn’t entirely new in your list of followers and subscribers; in fact, he had been among many who was—supposedly—enamoured by the way you “carried” yourself, as they put it—to them, you seemed like the strong type of person, full of wisdom waiting to be imparted to those who wanted them. You weren’t an admin, not even a moderator, of the forum, so you didn’t know why they would actually take a liking to you, but seeing the increasing numbers of subscribers on your profile, you might as well be one.

It was just that Birdboy—you liked to dub them as that—was one of the few who cared enough to chat you up, lifting your spirits with chats that would carry you into the morning and making you laugh at horrible puns they cooked up for your sake. Contrasting ironically with how the daylight would often turn that smile upside down.

{toothless-vore has posted a reply!} {10:21AM}

talk bout motivation, it seems like tmro is my 1st apptmt ( •́〰•̀)

{yellow-birdboy has posted a reply!} {10:23AM}

oo yea, u mentiond that like last week!! did ya kno who u gonna meet?? ( ◕▽◕)

{toothless-vore has posted a reply!} {10:25AM}

idk but if its anything like a therapy i doubt the doc wd be any nice ( •́ᗣ•̀)

aaaand i heard its gonna be group ( ; ≧ 〜≦)

{yellow-birdboy has posted a reply!} {10:27AM}

ooh

looks like its gonna be

team-ing w ppl, dontcha think?? ( >ᗜ◕)୨

You didn’t even realize you were bursting with laughter until the occupant of the bed across yours turned to give you a long, weird look. You immediately clapped a hand over your mouth, snorting into your palm as you tried to calm yourself, fingers of the other hand furiously typing out a response:

{toothless-vore has posted a reply!} {10:28AM}

WTF that was bad that was really really bad n u shud feel ashamed of urself omg

{yellow-birdboy has posted a reply!} {10:29AM}

HEY!! ( •̀ᗣ•́)

well at least it made u laugh right?? ( ;´ `)╯

{toothless-vore has posted a reply!} {10:31AM}

yea lol

thnx birdie <3

{yellow-birdboy has posted a reply!} {10:33AM}

no prob!! ( ◕▽◕)

oh yea, spk of apptmt, i just scheduled one too

n guess what?? its tmro ヽ( ; ⁰▽ ⁰)ﾉ

im so scared lol

It was an agreement, basically; if one made an appointment to go through counselling therapy, then the other would support it by making one, too. A promise made during a night where hushed, cynical whispers turned into full-blown brawling sessions that escalated into you—and the party involved—going through the weekend in detention, allowance to go home or anywhere lifted until all of you behaved accordingly.

Not like you actually have a home to go to, but you had plans, and you were quite bummed when it happened.

{toothless-vore has posted a reply!} {10:35AM}

aw yes u did it bud!!

gud luck 2 both o us then!!

{yellow-birdboy has posted a reply!} {10:36AM}

yep! (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑

hey i know this is sudden but i gotta go so ttyl!!

n tell me everything bout ur session latr tmro ok??

You barely typed out ok!! cyaa when the phone was wrenched out of your hand, and you watched in horror as a tall brunette before you—dressed in Crownsguard fatigues minus the jacket issued to every initiate—swiped through the screen, reading everything that was on it while sporting a sideways grin—the same grin that you’ve come to hate, because you damn well know who this was, and you weren’t about to give in to her. Not yet.

Probably over your dead body. Some day.

“Give that back, Adicus.” There’s venom in your voice, and any lesser human would have just handed you what you wanted without even looking at you twice—except you were the lesser human in this case and you knew that the sternness in your tone would do nothing again this person who was literally taller—and bigger—than you were. The two women flanking both her sides did little to assuage your fears; they were larger than you, albeit a little smaller than their taller leader. “Or else.”

But your threat only fell into deaf ears, as this Adicus flung back her chestnut tresses to look at you through raised brows, lips set in a snarky grin. “Or else what, tough one?” she spat out, something dripping from the tone of her voice that made you shiver involuntarily. “Nice of you to try to come at me with that look and tone, considering you just got your ass handed by Melphites and failed your initiate exam.” Then she put a hand over her chest, face scrunched in mock hurt. “Ooh, the pain! Don’t worry, I know exactly how it feels. Too bad for someone who claimed they wanted to protect the people, they just keep failing, y’know? It’s natural.”

Tristus Adicus. You remembered her from your heydays in grade school—the figurative leader of the group you had approached and befriended before a certain fiasco prompted your transfer, thus cutting off your (supposed) friendship with her. She had been in awe of your boldness—that was what she had been telling you, until the moment came to light where you just know it was her doing that had drove you to the spot you were currently in.

Karma had handed you whatever you deserved in return; you didn’t think karma would be this awful.

You were standing now, noting how obvious the height differences were between the both of you as you stood before her, fists clenched, trying to reel in your emotions as to not give yourself—and many others—any trouble. “Adicus.” You weren’t about to lose yourself to her provocations, no matter how bad it was. “Give that back. Right now.”

Provocations be damned. You just failed one of the most important events in your life; you weren’t about to get yourself kicked out of the Crownsguard entirely.

Then, whether it was by common or it was just another Adicus brand of provocation, you didn’t know which, she dropped the phone on your bed, and it bounced once on the springy material before you quickly pocketed it, keeping it out of sight.

She stood where she was, firmly holding her gaze against yours, that lopsided smirk still adorning her surprisingly gentle face before she said, “Just to be clear, I’m still not done about that last time we had it. So be prepared; I might come at you any time of the week, and no one can do anything to stop it.”

Then she left, bringing her two-person entourage with her, and only then you realize how the other girls had been watching the scene, expecting a spectacle, and slowly dispersing under your intense look. But you couldn’t give a damn. You flop down onto your bed, reached under it for the backpack you’ve kept your personal things in, and started rummaging through it.

You opened your phone to see the typed out response still in the Reply text box, but Birdboy had gone offline. As expected. You sent the response anyway, and set about going to tomorrow’s session, hoping it wouldn’t be as bad as the stories the internet had told you.

(s)

“You sure you don’t want me to come along?”

It was comical to see that mop of blond hair—spiked up as it was—bobbing up and down as its owner bent his head over the open zipper of the bag, checking its contents for the second time. The dark-haired young man leaning on the doorway next to him kept watch, eyes sometimes straying to the open front door, adjacent to his bedroom, possibly to keep intruders out, but really, what kind of intruder would be stupid enough to invade the apartment, especially when there were guards posted literally everywhere?

“Yeah, I’m good,” the blond said, finally zipping up and slinging the pack over his shoulders, heading for the front. “Thanks for having me over last night. You wanna go out for dinner again sometime after the session? My treat.”

He was saying it casually, partially gloved hand lifting up and down to emphasize himself, but the boy with the dark hair knew better. The slight shake in the blond’s voice was enough to give him away.

He reached out to touch his friend’s shoulder, bare from the sleeveless top he wore since yesterday. Sign of how distracted that blond partner of his could be, when nervousness and second-guessing began to lead his thoughts into panic. He needed distractions, he needed help. And as much as he could get it, he would find help.

He patted the freckled part of the appendage, smirking at the nervous way the blond was smiling—trying to calm himself.

“Don’t worry, Prompto,” Noctis nodded his head at the jittery blond. “You’re doing great. I know you could do it.”

And Prompto smiled—for real.

He knew he could do it.

#what is this #lmao #this #seriously trash??#idk man #prompto #prompto argentum #prompto x reader #final fantasy xv

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FFXV OC NOTES

hi I have a lot of these nerds and haven’t posted in a while so y not

Might post pics later when the headache I have goes away hhhh

so ok

-literally the first ones i made were Aurora and Eloise

twins

-and whoops kinda shipped Eloise w/ prom orz (and still do aaa fite me)

-but both are also super duper lame and part of the lucian royal counsel bc their parents are advisors and so thus are kinda friends with the gang

-aurora mainly is a short tempered pain train and eloise is the sweet one but does retain a rebellious streak

-eloise was actually trapped in insomnia for a few days after the attack and had to make her way out while aurora would be training to become an official kingsglaive

-both twins are able to wield swords, and if teamed up will be Super Extra and swap them around when doing combos and link strikes

-however, aurora can also use shields while eloise had to pick up marksmenship while in the city to fight the mts a little better

-after the ending, eloise paired up with prom, mainly bc when i was writing their like "party banter" they kinda . clicked. since bc eloise probs also met prom when noct started bringing him to the citadel for after school hangouts and was like "om g who is u and why u gotta cute face"

-and then aurora casually teasing her along the way ( "ask him out already! ! " "ohmigosh nooooo he likes other girls stahp" "w/e kiss him itll fix that problem" "rORY NO,, , " )

-whoops a potencial side quest / tour was getting them to go on a date in lestallum, including sneaking around corners to spy on them aaa

-bUT UH ANYWAY

-with eloise she didnt feel comfortable just leaving prom behind like, he just lost his best friend to shitty god logic and was distant from ignis and glaudio. even tho hed be way more independant then before (read: his episode), i think itd still bother him being alone, seeing as not even Cindy was really giving him attention during the skip

-so they teamed up during those 10yrs, being demon hunting partners. after the end of the starscourge, they finally take their first actual break before jumping in with the insomnia restoration efforts (of course theres a funeral for noct in there im just .. . cant go there i get too emotional about these dang nerds)

-so when noct passes on, rory kinda,,, goes thru a bit of an existance crisis before throwing herself into restoring insomnia

-but h hh the other nerds ;w;

-Chaleb, Darius, & Elias : Glaives!! Darius is a mage while the other two specialize in greatswords (Elias) and polearms (Chaleb).

-all three are loyal to King Regis, despite Elias showing some doubt and was thinking of leaving before chaleb and darius talked him out of it.

-All three were childhood friends, and were from Galahd, joining up with the kingsglaive after its fall.

-in the effort to escape the attack on insomnia, darius and elias manage to escort a group of survivors out, but are seperated from Chaleb, who manages to team up with Eloise during her "episode"

-Viola and Lukas : both are similar in a way to prompto : pre- mts.

-Viola is an odd case given that instead of being a "perfect" clone, her gene sample was expiremented on and resulted her in being female, as opposed to all of her "brothers".

-Lukas was another botched clone, suffering from lacking essencial vitamins and in general developing poorly.

-Both were to be disposed of, but Ardyn (?) managed to convince Verstael that they could be salvaged as regular troops. However, Lukas escaped the keep at the first chance he got, while Viola stayed behind to eventually become a communications officer.

-however, viola shares the same views as arenea. seeing the chaos and terror simply not worth the end result.

-reuniting with lukas, they work on leaking intel to lucian forces before being caught and soon hunted by mts

-after proving themselves loyal to Noctis, they join into the group. This causes a bit of friction, mostly bc who tf trusts a nif rn

-the most vocal of opposition being gladio , which did cause a bit of fight between him and Lukas

-however viola offers a piece of useful info: she knows where a rare weapon is that once belonged to a Lucian noble

-so along the quest to get it, Lukas stays behind to help the hunters and Cor, while viola becomes the guest member of the group

-cue awkwardly sitting between Noct and gladio on that car ride

-of course it’s in a cave, being used by a yojimbo type daemon boss

-it strikes at Ignis, and would’ve straight up killed him

-had it not for a smol nif girl jumping in the way

-quickly they grab the weapon and get outta dodge, racing back to the hunters hq to treat the wounds

-meantime viola is rambling about Lukas and hers plan to help keep Noctis safe from ardyn, seeing as he’s targeting him for some reason (eep)

-by the time they get there Lukas is seconds from freaking out and what happened and oh gods that’s a deep cut and holy six please don’t leave me

-thankfully she’s patched up in time, but isn’t able to move around much.

-and bc of her shielding Iggy Cor eventually vouches for the both of them, staying that if they wanted to could’ve let the party die in that cave and alerted the mts whenever they wanted

-so yay! New friends!

-Lukas primarily uses rifles, though will use knives in close quarters. Typically carries his own sniper rifle, along with a long curved and serrated combat knife

-viola however has taught herself dragoon polearm techniques, and is like a less powerful arenea. Despite this she is quicker, and can pick off weaker enemies faster.

#final fantasy 15 #final fantasy xv #ffxv #ff15 #my ocs #ff oc #ff15 oc #ffxv oc #final fantasy 15 oc #final fantasy xv oc

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