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A Potion in Moonlight: Ignis Scentia x Fem!Reader (NSFW)

Contains: Self-deprecating thoughts, gentle sex, dick riding

Jealousy bubbled in your stomach like the contents inside of a cauldron, steamy bitterness clogging your throat and self-esteem venting out of any open hole. Your eyes slowly dropping from the crowds surging through Lestallum streets to your feet, following everyone’s feet instead of looking where you were actually heading.

Being surrounded in Lestallum by big, brilliant, beautiful and powerful women was sure to dampen your mood. You felt so small, so weak, so fragile and so exposed as if all of your flaws were worn on your arm. You hated this feeling swelling in your chest. Your cheeks flared and burned up with jealousy, tears threatening to at your eyes.

Six, it felt like a million needles were stabbing right into your eyes.

Why were you here? Why were you with them? Why was someone like you placed on this mission? How did King Regis look at you and ask you to travel with the prince and company?

You felt so honored at the time, but now, you feel as though this is just a scam to show you how worthless you really are.

You could feel gazes on you, burning your skin with their glares, whispers mulling your ears, your heart pounding against your chest. You felt dizzy. You felt sick.

“(Y/n), are you feeling alright?” Ignis suddenly asked, cutting through your inner breakdown.

You looked up, eyes probably bloodshot and nose threatening to leak with your lips parted. Ignis stood before you - the three others behind him, offering content smiles - green eyes shooting right through you, only making you want to bury yourself deep underground and never come out.

You felt ashamed to be under his gaze, looking at you as if he were a disappointed mother.

Instead of offering him a direct answer, Ignis instead pulling off one of his driving gloves to press it to your forehead, then cheeks respectively. He hummed, slipped back on his glove and nodded towards the hotel you all were staying in.

“A small fever perhaps. Best we get you to bed for some rest,” he hummed contently. “Perhaps Jared will know what may be wrong with you if you wish?”

“I…” you breathed out, only to find yourself unable to confess your feelings in front of everyone. So, you only nodded. “Sure. Maybe.”

Ignis reached down without second thought and pulled on your hand, tugging you towards the hotel with the three others leading.

Your hand burned. It didn’t belong in his hand, you didn’t belong with him. You hated how you wanted to rip your hand away, coil up in the darkness and never come out. You wanted to hide from the world. You didn’t deserve this, and you didn’t deserve him.

A cold rush of air made you wince before you found yourself in the lobby of the hotel. Your feet never stopped to enjoy the nice ocean blue painted walls or the nice white marble floors that were waxed to perfection, you were just pulled to the elevator and were taken directly back to your room.

You all had split two rooms, yourself and Ignis is one room while Gladio, Noctis and Prompto took the other…

At least you had some privacy, in case you did have a breakdown in front of Ignis. Six, you already felt like you were able to breakdown right about now.

“Just lay down love, I’ll be there in just a moment,” Ignis purred softly in your ear, squeezing your shoulders gently.

Ignis never entered the room, instead only joining the three in their room to probably snag a potion if your “sickness” were to turn sour. Your stomach twisted in knots as you looked at the light gray curtains, wanting to flow freely in the warm breeze, but the sealed windows didn’t give in to their wishes. The sun outside burned your eyes, your fingers moved on their own to snatch at the curtains and forcefully snap them shut, allowing them to dance as they slid closed, barring any sunlight to pour into the room.

You turned to the bed, sitting down on your usual side of the bed, back turned to the door. You didn’t lie down though, you just sat there, elbows on your knees, head down as you waited for Ignis’ return.

Maybe talking with him will help? He always appreciated when you were 100% honest with him, so this should be no different… Right? The cold, icy claws of guilt and worry started to creep up your spine, your thoughts clouding over to give in to their desires.

What if he sees you as a burden? A waste of time? What if he realizes that you are just acting like a spoiled child and leave you? What if they all get tired and leave you behind? Here in Lestallum?

You swore you could feel bile bubbling at the back of your throat.

The creak of the door opening made you open your eyes, realizing that your head was in your hands.

“Love, I know you aren’t sick,” Ignis sighed softly. The door closed behind him, you could hear his pointed, strong footsteps slowly walk off the hardwood floors onto the lush rug under the bed. “But I do know that you are unwell.” Ignis soon entered your vision out of the corner of your eye. He had a potion in hand that would go to no use now, so he set it next to him when he sat down. “Talk to me. Open up those locked doors to let me see and let me in.”

“I…” you whispered. You shook, started to tremble, body jerking when Ignis placed a calm hand on your back to rub soothing circles on your clothed skin. “I…” you whimpered, now sniffling.

“Kitten, there is no need to be so anxious. I’m here, I will not leave you,” he hummed.

“I shouldn’t be here,” you cried, finally opening the waterworks and letting the floodgates open.

Ignis was shocked at your sudden outburst, now kneeling before you and placing his firm hands on your knees while you cried into your hands.

“My love, please. What do you mean? Of course, you should be here. You belong with us, here.”

“No, I don’t Ignis.” You ripped your face away from your hands to look at him. His face softened when he saw yours coated with tears. “I’m not good enough to stand next to you or Prompto or Gladio, I shouldn’t even be in the Crownsguard.”

“(Y/n),” he murmured, his face painted with agony and sorrow.

“I don’t even know why I was appointed to be the healer of this group,” you sniffled, finally looking at the plush faux fur floor. “I don’t… I can’t grasp how-”

“Stop,” Ignis ordered. Your lips parted in shock, your eyes burning as you looked back up at your lover to see his face contorted int disappointment. His lips pressed into a thin line, eyebrows arched defensively, nostrils threatening to flare, his green eyes making you feel like a misbehaving child that will get a scolding soon. “You belong here. You belong with us on the road to Altissia, you belong on this mission to help bring peace, you belong with me.” Ignis stood up, his thin figure looming over you, his shadow not feeling cold and unforgiving like you expected, but warm and inviting. Your lips trembled and quivered, your head following him on his journey up straight. “You deserve to be happy, love.”

His gentle hands cupped your jaw, thumbs rolling along your cheekbones and tracing the grooves in your cheeks to your chin. He brushed the hair from your eyes, wiped away the sticky tears matted to your face with the pads of his thumbs.

“Ignis,” you mumbled.

“Darling, I love you,” he sighed, tears brimming his own eyes. “Please, love, always know that.”

Ignis’ cheeks started to dust pink, his own lips trembling before he leaned down to press his lips to yours. Ignis’ hands shook on your jaw, quickly latching onto your back and grabbing handfuls of your clothing with rocking hands.

His hands guided your hips along his shaft, nails biting into your bare flesh as you yourself clawed at his bare chest. A soft moan pierced through you, the coil inside of you tightened, heat dripping through you like fire. Ignis winced, groaning and bucking his hips up, into nether lips, stretching you more.

You felt so full, your eyes lulling to the back of your head. You tilted your head back, hands clinging to Ignis’ shoulders as you rocked your hips back and forth on his cock. Guttural moans, soft groans, and sharp gasps punctured through you.

Sweat matted hair clung to your face, your eyes closed, mouth agape.

The moonlight shined through the open window, light gray curtains finally fluttering and dancing in the warm Lestallum breeze. You could hear the sounds of the city in the night: Heels and boots on sidewalks, the distant beats of underground clubs, the power plant coming to life every now and again before silencing into a monotone hum. The pale moonlight shined through, illuminating the blanket of sweat that covered both of you.

It was peaceful, lulling you both into a deeper sense of calm despite the growing tensions inside both of you.

“(Y/n),” Ignis wheezed, his fingertips digging into the soft flesh of your hips.

“I-Ignis.”

The headboard of the bed faintly pounded against the wall, soft thuds filling the room between your gasps and groans and moans. You were sure the three could hear what you were doing, but you knew they had no mind to

Your hands moved from Ignis’ body to your, fingertips brushing over the delicate skin of the hickies and splotches left on your soft flesh, each one sensitive to your touch, fingers twitching and face flinching in pleasure as Ignis’ hands rose slowly from your hips to your breasts. He gently squeezed the underside of your breasts, fingertips digging into the squishy flesh.

“(Y/n),” Ignis moaned louder, the plush pillow under his head creeping over the sides of his face.

“Ig-Iggy!”

The headboard started to pound a litter harder, soft thuds now becoming obvious harsher thuds. They wouldn’t wake a normal sleeper, but light sleepers around you were probably annoyed now.

You faintly heard the three snickering in their room, your eyes glaring at the wall behind you only to shirek softly, grabbing your own flesh and hunching over. You felt yourself come undone on his cock, Ignis only whimpering and whining as he slowly pumped his penis in and out of you. You could feel his length twitching and shuddering inside of you.

He was close.

You uncurled your back, eyeing his seductively before pushing a strand of sweaty hair away from your face. Your other hand came down to his tight abdomen starting to slowly become slippery with your slick running down the length of his cock. He was whining, grasping at whatever he could to get off. You, your breasts, your hips, and soon the sheets coated in your mixed sweat until he found himself bucking up harshly into you, warmth pooling and coating your insides white. You cried out, head tilting back and mouth agape while Ignis moaned hoarsely below you.

You collapsed on top of Ignis, rolling over until your head was against his chest, you face pointing towards the cool breeze brushing against your heated skin. It felt divine against your sensitive skin.

A ray of moonlight shined through the open window, and through your fatigued gaze over the rise and fall of Ignis’ firm chest, you could see the potion glinting beautifully in the soft light. You found yourself quickly lulling to sleep, the sound of Ignis’ slowing heartbeat and the calm sound of the city outside were just perfect enough for you to shut your eyes, and breathe in the scents of your lover beside you, nuzzling your nose into his chest and finally passing out.

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Middlemarch: Alternate Universe [Ravus/Reader] Finale

AN: This final chapter of Middlemarch was a long time coming. I’m so sorry for how long it took!

There are purposely some stuff left unanswered and open ended, though if asked, I will elaborate on it :3

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After the Trial of the Archean

It was immensely awkward, you decided in that moment. Why? Because after that moment of affection and intimacy from the High Commander, it seemed as if the both of you had taken five enormous steps backwards in terms of your relationship. Despite your past together as playmates, and despite the fact that he had saved you, Ravus still seemed to resent you immensely. The morning after you recovered your memories of your connection to Ravus, you’d been greeted with the old stoic and borderline antagonistic attitude you’d seen briefly. When confronted, Ravus had simply huffed, stated that nothing good could come of any relationship with a Lucian, he’d taken his paperwork and all but stomped out of the room. Occasionally, you’d see Ravus come check on your recovery progress, but it had been the last that you had personally spoken with him.

His eyes are not the same. You observed during one of his visits to check on your health. A metal arm, and a different colored eye. Probably from the aftermath of trying to wear the Ring of the Lucii. There were so many questions that you wanted to ask him. Why did you stop writing to me?

Had I done something wrong?

Why are you so cold to me now?

It’s been three days since you’d last spoken with the broody man, and the bitterness was starting to build up again. Just like it did when Noctis abandoned you in favor of his love, Lunafreya, you felt the loneliness build. Except, unlike the last times, where you had Ravus and then Cor, this time you had no one. With Ravus seemingly abandoning you as well, you’d been left as prey for the one person you knew who liked to mess with people the most.

Yes, as of right now, you were being dragged around from location to location by the Chancellor of Niflheim himself, Ardyn Izunia. You’d protested heavily when the auburn headed man practically stormed your room and swept you off your feet, carrying you like a sack of potatoes as he seemed to teleport in the same manner of those blessed by the Crystal.

Once Ardyn seemed to touch back down onto solid ground, he let you squirm out of his hold, aiming a rather mischievous look at you. “So? How was my driving?”

What in the- Driving? You groaned as your stomach turned unpleasantly, “I think I’m gonna puke.” You’d used the King’s power to phase and teleport before, but never through such a long distance. At least, you gathered this from the sudden fact that you were outside the airship, in a military base. Though appreciating the fact that Ardyn had given you some time to regain your footing, you still gave him a stern glare. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Aww. You don’t want to see your beloved friends? I thought I told you that your beloved Prince was waiting.” Ardyn pouted heavily, and while you admitted that the look worked for him, it still didn’t seem right that a man his age would pout.

The twitching in your cheek came out of nowhere as you opened your mouth to shoot out a snarky reply. You were interrupted by a loud thud when you tried to snark back, bringing a halt to your statement as Ardyn tsked, waving his hand for you to follow. “Come hither. Wouldn’t want anyone getting killed now.”

Ardyn walked off before you could answer, leaving you following behind at a slow pace. What the hell is wrong with this guy?

“I’d say that’s far enough.” you suddenly heard Ardyn chide, like an adult scolding children, though you snickered at the irony. “A hand, Highness?” Your eyes narrowed, Highness?

“Not from you.”

“Oh, but I’m here to help.”

“And how is that?”

The familiar voices had you sprinting at full speed, catching Ravus’s eye as you practically slid around the corner to see your friends.

“By first bringing back something you lost.” you heard Ardyn answer.

“What do you mean by-”

“NOCT!” You practically screeched, sprinting past Ravus and Ardyn to glomp your friend.

All around you, there were gasps of surprise. The man in your arms froze, unable to move in his disbelief, afraid that everything was a dream. That you weren’t really in his arms. “Y-Y/N?”

“I’m so glad you’re all okay!” You cried in relief at seeing your childhood friends and brother.

“We thought you died!” Gladio looked on the verge of tears as he ran to engulf you and Noctis in a great hug. Prompto and Ignis followed soon after, and you allowed yourself to grin in happiness at being reunited with those you had considered your family.

“Y/N… You shouldn’t be running around so soon.” Ravus protested, extending a hand, something resembling worry passing over his face for just the briefest of moments. When you only ignored the older man, his face hardened, schooled into another stoic mask as he turned his attention to Ardyn. “I told you not to bother them.”

“I could let dear Y/N die of boredom, now could I?” Ardyn argued with a tone that suggested a lack of seriousness. “To torture your Little Light by abandoning them in that cold metal prison… how cruel.” The Chancellor tsked, a knowing glint to his eyes as he started to walk away. “Come now, Commander. Make haste.” His sly gaze spoke volumes as he stared at Noctis, “When next we meet, it’ll be across the seas. Just so happens we have business of our own with the tutelary deity, don’t we?”

Ravus refused to acknowledge Ardyn, his gaze set upon your form, still surrounded by your friends. There was an almost pleading sadness to his eyes when he stared after you, but you stubbornly refused to acknowledge him in return. Something about Ardyn was hauntingly familiar as he bid the group farewell and walked away with Ravus. You shook your head in confusion, forcing your mind away from the matter, simply happy to have been reunited with Noctis and Gladio.

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During the Trial of Leviathan

You missed being able to throw your weapon and teleport, especially now that the entirety of Altissia was under siege by the Hydraean and Niflheim forces. Noctis, Gladio, Prompto, and Ignis had all begged for you to stay with the evacuated civilians, but you couldn’t sit back and let your friends do all the fighting. The minute that the Hydraean appeared to answer Noctis’ call, you’d sprinted back into the city just before the waves rose to form a barrier. When the Niflheim airships encroached upon the city, seeming to head towards the Alter of the Tidemother, you sprinted faster, slipping the communications earpiece that Ignis had given you into your left ear. The floor rumbled as the waves shook the water bound city, and still you didn’t stumble. “Ignis? What’s going on?” “Y/N! Whatever you do, stay far away from the city!” It’s your brother’s voice that advises you from the earpiece, sounding like he was running somewhere.

“Uh…” You paused your sprint to look around for a higher vantage point, “Maybe too late for that.” There’s an exasperated groan from the other end of the comm link from your older brother. “Fine… just… play it safe, okay? I can’t lose you.”

You’re about to respond when an angry roar shakes the area. Stand on top of a building after having scaled the walkways and side tiles, you could see the Hydraean screech in anger from afar before attacking a flying speck… who you assumed to be Noctis. Remembering that you should have responded to Gladio, you spoke in a winded voice. “I’ll stay away from anything overwhelming, but it’s still my job to protect Noctis.” The tired sigh from Gladiolus brings a regretful frown to your face, knowing that your big brother only wanted you to be safe from harm. “I guess that’s all I can really ask for, huh… Love you, sis.” “Love you, too, big bro.” Was the response you gave before jumping towards another rooftop, making your way towards the Altar of the Tidemother.

You’re just about halfway to the altar when a bright beam lights up the sky, the ground shaking violently following. The Archenn rises from the water to challenge the Hydraean, and your comms piece crackles to life, Ignis’ voice filtering through. “Noct! Do you read me?” You could hear Ignis call over the comms unit before Titan slammed a fist into the water, creating a shockwave that knocked the approaching airships out of the sky and into the city.

Too focused on keeping your balance on top of one of the Altissian buildings, you failed to notice that one of the airships had crashed into a towering piece of architecture, sending debris plummeting down around you.

“Ah! Damn!” You cursed, eyes darting around for a building that was still stable. When you didn’t see any to climb up towards, you sprinted over to the edge of the building, deciding that down into the water was better than getting crushed by pieces of building. “Let’s hope the water isn’t too turbulent.” You muttered before jumping off in a pencil dive.

Not even 15 minutes later

You coughed and sputtered as you tread water, once more having been knocked under the Altissian waters from the violent waves that crashed around the once beautiful city. The communication device fizzled in your ear, emitting only a few words from your brother, Prompto, and Ignis before dying from all the water damage.

“Great. Just great.” You muttered as you swam towards the closest ledge and pulled yourself out of the tepid water. Yanking the device out of your ear before it shocked you, you took a minute to rest your muscles, sea water dripping off your body as an exhausted groan left your lips. “Okay… Altar… that’s where I need to go.”

Climbing to your feet, you glanced around the street for any sign of enemies before allowing your gaze to drift upwards, wanting to get on top of another rooftop. Even among the rubble that littered the street, there wasn’t any easy way to climb up to the rooftops. “Okay then… I guess we’re doing this the old fashion way.” The sigh that escaped your lips was cut short by the distinct sound of a screeching Magitek soldier. “Astrals preserve me.” You cursed with a roll of your eyes, turning in place to summon your greatsword in a flash of crystalline light just as a large group of Niflheim puppet soldiers rounded the corner of the building towards you, surrounding you on all sides.

You’d seen the inhuman soldiers fight before, but had never personally fought one until now. As such, you remained a cautious distance away from the Niflheim puppets as they attacked with random patterns and seemingly zero team coordination. There was no technique for you to be weary of, no pattern for you to exploit. Just the overwhelming number of them. They were just mindless toys of the Niflheim Empire, but that was fine. You’d faced greater odds before. It took a little bit of time on your part, as well as the use of some thunder elemancy, but all the Magitek soldiers eventually fell at your feet.

“Waste of my time!” You growled, moving to scale the nearest wall in order to get a better vantage point of the city. Explosions and gunfire could be heard all around you, though you barely paid attention to anything besides the beam of light from the Altar. “Gotta get to Noct and Luna.” You muttered before sprint forward once more, doing your best to dodge the magitek armors that patrolled the ruins near the Altar.

The closer you came to the Altar, you began to notice the skies darken, rain falling as the Archaean and Hydraean departed. The beam of bright light that was once your waypoint dimmed and disappeared just as you rounded the corner and onto the path towards the altar. “No, no, no, no!” You pleaded under your breath, “Please don’t be too late to save them.”

For all the resentment you held towards Lunafreya, you didn’t hate the older woman. She had supported and protected Noctis during the darkest times of his childhood, and you swore to protect those that your King cared for.

But now, as your eyes took in the scene before you… of two tall familiar figures standing over the fallen lovers, you realized that you’d failed. The radiant glow from Lady Lunafreya dimmed until it was extinguished, though you still forced your tired feet to stumble forward, stopping to stand beside Ravus and Ignis, an expression of horror on your face.

“No…” the grief in Ravus’ voice gave you pause as he stumbled disbelieving towards Luna’s body. You could understand part of the grief, having lost your father only days before, but you couldn’t imagine losing your entire family.

“Ravus…” you lifted a hand to reach out to him, but the Prince of Tenebrae continued forward, a growl to his tone.

“First, the Lucians stole from me my mother…” Your breathing paused as you scrambled through your memory for what little you remembered of the old reports on the attack. We didn’t… But we weren’t the ones that killed the Queen. Eyes darting to rest on Ravus’ back, your body tensed as he continued to speak, drawing his sword to strike down the unconscious Noctis. “And now they make a sacrifice of my sister!”

Ignis reacts just a split second faster than you do, stopping Ravus’ downward strike. Bewildered and still shocked from the lack of life in both Lunafreya and Noctis, you missed the two protectors’ exchange until Ignis roughly shoved Ravus back, taking the enraged and grief-stricken Prince on and pleading for him to return to his senses.

Trusting Ignis to handle calming Ravus down, you dashed forward and fell to your knees, checking both Oracle and King for heartbeats. “If I can do one thing right this day, please let it be to save them.” You pray, utilizing what little first aid you learned. As was expected of a King’s Sworn Shield, you confirmed that Noctis was okay first before moving onto Lady Lunafreya. The rain had long since washed away most of the evidence, but from the trail of blood from the altar proper to where the two lovers lay, you knew that Luna had lost too much blood for your meager first aid to be able to do anything about. Still, you worked to staunch the bleeding, using as much Curative Magic as your body could produce, hoping that you could at least prolong her life enough for proper aid to arrive.

Don’t die, You begged, pulling at all your magical reserves as you forced yourself to use the unnatural magic. Don’t die, Lunafreya. Don’t leave Noctis. Don’t leave Ravus. Please! Healing magic was never supposed to be used by a Lucian, only the Oracles of Tenebrae, and despite using everything you had in your body, the spell did nothing. Exhausted and without energy, you slouched forward with a miserable sob. “No! What good am I if I can’t even save one life?”

Before you knew it, a body sank heavily to the floor beside you, reaching out towards Luna’s body. “But… part of me always hoped… that I might see you happy one day. Your burdens lifted, free to live and love as you please.” Your eyes darted away from such a private moment between brother and sister, though it didn’t stop you from hearing, “You would have made a beautiful bride.”

Your eyes darted to stare at Noctis, silently agreeing that Luna would indeed have made a beautiful bride for Noctis. The Fates are cruel. You lamented as the darkness was briefly illuminated by Luna’s passing, her spirit appearing above the water… beautiful, benevolent, and lively as she smiled towards her brother, who begged for her not to go. And as you watched Ravus sob, something within you mourned with him.

Once upon a time, Ravus had been the light to coax you away from the darkness. As you shifted weakly to sit beside him, you knew that it was time you acted as his light.

Hesitantly, you extended a trembling hand to rest on his Magitek arm, drawing mournful heterochromatic eyes to your own. Nothing was said between the two of you, though Ravus raised his right hand to grasp your own.

Please stay with me. His eyes plead, tears trailing downwards with the rain.

A squeeze of your hand was all the answer that the Prince needed, I won’t leave you.

After a small lot of time, the group of you could hear thudding footsteps approach. “Gladio!” You raised your head from where it rested on Ravus’ shoulder to stare at your older brother, only to furrow when he ignored Ignis’ follow up questions in favor of staring at the man beside you.

“Well, well.” Your brother muttered a little too elegantly as he approached. “What have we here?”

You rose, your greatsword summoned with the intention to block your brother’s attack upon Ravus, but even summoning your weapon proved too exhausting, and you slipped, slumping into Ravus’ firm back, which remained steady even as he blocked Gladio’s strike, “You… “ Ravus growled, staring up at your brother’s towering form. “Ardyn.”

“Ardyn?” Blinking in confusion, you watched in horror as the illusion dropped, and Ardyn Izunia stood before the lot of you, Niflheim soldiers surging forward to detain all of you.

Watching as they manhandled Ignis and Ravus ignited a fury within you. And despite how exhausted you already were, you called upon the power bestowed to you by the late King Regis. A powerful surge of electricity discharged from your body, shocking the troops around you and Ravus enough for the Prince to distract Ardyn. Weakened from reaching far over your limit, you reacted too late to block the descent of Ardyn’s arm to your neck, hearing only the cry of your name from Ignis and Ravus before your vision went black and you slumped forward into the Chancellor.

The next you woke, Noctis had sealed himself into the Crystal and eternal night had fallen over the world.

Y/N

I know if you were awake, you would have yelled at me for doing this. But I have a destiny to fulfill. I wanted to be there for you when you woke up, but the world couldn’t wait. While I take care of what I need to, I’m leaving everything to you, Ignis, Gladio, and Prompto. And do me a favor? Live for yourself. I know you spent your entire life training to protect me, but I don’t want your life to go to waste. Ravus promised me that you’d be safe in Tenebrae, and I hope that when I do return, you’ll have your own story to tell me.

With Love,

Noctis

You sighed as you read the letter in your hand for probably the fiftieth time since you woke up. The pristine room seemed to taunt you as you sat in the soft bed, mulling over Noctis’ request. “Live for myself, huh?” An anxious laugh escaped your lips, “How to even begin…”

“You could start by trying to leave the bed.” A voice suggested dryly from the room entrance.

The smile that rose to your lips didn’t go unnoticed as Ravus stepped further into the room, closing the door behind him as he balanced a tray of food you. “Good morning, Ravus.” You greeted your host… though caretaker seemed a more appropriate title for the Prince of Tenebrae at that point.

Setting the tray of food down onto the small tea table, Ravus strolled forward to extend a hand, urging you to your feet gently as he stood by you for support. “It is actually closer to the afternoon, but that is of no consequence.” With one arm supporting your waist, the ex-Commander extended his left arm to pull out a plush chair before guiding you to the seat. “You should eat to recover your strength.” The last of the Nox Fleurets suggested, buttering a slice of bread for you before handing it over.

Muttering a soft ‘thank you,’ you took the buttered croissant, noting with affection that Ravus had remembered your love of spreading a copious amount of butter onto your bread. “You remembered how I like my butter.”

The ex-High Commander allowed his lips to curl at the edges, “I don’t think I could ever forget your bad habits.”

“Hmph.” You stuck your nose up and pouted haughtily as you bit into the bread, chewing and swallowing before answering Ravus. “Butter makes everything better, Rae.” Ravus merely continued to smile, his only answer being a soft chuckle as he set about fixing you a cup of tea.

Now that he wasn’t looking at you so closely, you could see the well hidden exhaustion on the twenty-eight year old. Having been trained to read people, you could tell that recent events had truly taken a toll on your childhood friend. “I can practically feel your stare burning a hole into me, Y/N.” Ravus’ blue and purple eyes suddenly meet yours, “I suspect you have some questions.” Unfortunately, you were never that subtle with your observations…

Licking your lips to get rid of the butter and crumbs, but also as a nervous habit, you set the croissant down. “I understand all that Ignis told me… about the Starscourge… about Ardyn’s true identity… and about Noctis’ role in all this. But what I don’t understand is why I’m here in Tenebrae. I appreciate what you’ve done for my friends and I… and I’m more grateful that you’ve allowed me to stay here but… Surely your contempt of Lucians has not magically disappeared.”

“You needed a safe place to rest and recover.”

“I could have done that in Lucis. My brother and sister would have looked after me.” You quickly refuted Ravus’ reasoning. “Ravus… I know you promised to protect me when we were children… but… in light of what happened… I don’t think you should feel obligated to protect me.”

Blue and purple eyes gazed upon you with hurt and outrage, “You think that I allowed your stay here out of some misplaced sense of obligation?”

Not letting his tone affect you, you merely stared back at the Tenebraen Prince calmly, “Ravus… What else am I supposed to think of this situation? You cut off all connection with me for over ten years, and when I see you again, you make it no mystery that you abhor Lucians. And now, for whatever reason, you’ve suddenly taken an interest in my well-being.” Ravus almost looked ashamed for a moment, “So, I’m asking you now, Ravus. Why am I here?”

The silence that descended upon the room was tense and awkward. And when Ravus wouldn’t meet your eyes, you just wanted to kick yourself. And why can’t I keep my fat mouth shut. He was being nice, Y/N. Nice after ten years of ignoring your existence. And now he’s lost his little sister, and you’re being ungrateful. Sighing heavily, you took a breath before speaking, an apology on the tip of your tongue.

“Ravus, I-”

“... Is it too much to not wish to be alone?”

The heartbroken and stressed edge to Ravus’ voice brought a wince to your face. And there you go, Y/N. Congratulations on being the most insensitive a-hole on this side of the planet. “Rae…”

“My sister is dead, Y/N. The last of my family has been taken from me and I…” His voice caught as his head turned to look in your direction, tearful eyes meeting yours. “She was all I had left. And now I have nothing.” You weren’t entirely sure if Ravus had even allowed himself to mourn. “Would you fault me for wanting a friend?”

You were on your feet before your brain had time to think about it. It’s not too much to ask. You want to say, but what leaves your lips is, “I’m here.” Your legs fail the moment that you put weight on them, and while you don’t scream or emote, you cry on the inside when Ravus catches you. WHAT IS THIS HORRIBLE CLICHE.

Hoping that the moment hadn’t been ruined as you’re gently guided to the floor, you continue to speak, sinking to your knees alongside Ravus. “I’ll be here for you, Ravus. Until you no longer need me.”

Something in Ravus’ expression cracks and he pulls you close, embracing you as his body trembles, “Oh, Little Light. I don’t think there will be a time where I won’t need you.”

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