i was a bit confused about which blog to send this too because it looks like it got reblogged to your final fantasy sideblog and your main at different times. but! you know me, always happy to send prompts! 21 because i think you'll like it, any female character(s), and either 13 or 24, whatever you're feeling. not 100% certain what your current list of main fandoms is so no specific character for that either, although you know all my old xv favs if you're still peripherally into that. (i never really leave a fandom once i join it, but i know not everyone is like that!)

I dug it back from my sideblog because I remembered that the prompts were fun, this is why I guess. I didn't think it would cause problems because it was on my sideblog back in 2018.

Anyway. I wanted to answer all these and post them all at once but I actually don't have time or brain power to be thinking about all that at once. Get the one that actually immediately made me produce something, finally finished three weeks later.

Someone forgot to close the door, Ignis thinks, halfway there, and rolls over to catch complete darkness against the pillow. Not to fall back asleep, no, just to soften the blow – over the last few years he has gotten used to forcing himself awake at the first hint of consciousness, to power through headache and sickness. There is always something else to do, and no bed ever worth sleeping in, and the concept of lazy mornings had lost its appeal long before mornings themselves became a distant memo—

Then, sharply, he remembers.

There is nowhere urgent to be.

He opens his eyes to a line of gold against the grey walls. There is no open door, no buzzing neon lamp abandoned in a hallway, no bunk beds in a moldy, windowless cave in Leide. No stale air shared with five to fifteen hunters and soldiers. 

There is his room, in Cape Caem, where he hasn't come back in years. There is a bed he found just as he left it, now unmade and warm around him. There is a day ahead of him, a real day, where no one will be asking anything of him.

There's sunlight, crossing through, from where the blinds don't quite meet the window, to the other side of the room. They would need fixing later, Ignis thinks, for a moment elated purely at the prospect of adding an item to the todo list that isn't an immediate pit of despair. There is the dust of several months of silence floating in the air above his head. They catch the light with every lazy twist of air, turning orange, pink, white for half a second before another joins the dance. They turn to thin, elongated rays of rainbows when the tears start to fill his eyes. He can't help it. He's seen the dawn rise over the rubble of Insomnia for a month, leaving the world every day in a hazy state of sideration. He knows the power that the sun can have on people who have not seen in in years. But he approached it the same way he approached the forever night – pushing through, pulling people along with him like a dog who can't stop biting down, until words like reconstruction efforts and trade routes and provisional government came out of mouths other than his and without his prompting.

This is where he remembers for the first time what sunlight feels like. Out of the city with nothing but plains and the sea around him. In the silence of a bedroom that has survived by miracle. For the first time in ten years, he watches specks of nothing float in the air and shine, and he realizes what they've done.

Wiping his face with his hand, he extends an arm to grab his glasses on the nightstand, stretches, then gets up to go find Noctis.

it's always "i love you" but never "this world means nothing to me, do with it as you wish. but i refuse to let noct sacrifice his life to save ours. i won’t let you take him away."

Back on my Chocobro bullshit. :)

You Say I Am Yours Ignoct focus. Rated M. Eventual Polyship.

Be gentle with your Retainers. Chivvied into a future that isn't of his choosing, Noct does his best to cope with how his life will change and what that means for those he loves.

Picnic and petals 🌸

shadow of the kings

It is said that a Temple stands in the eastern reaches of Galahd, where, if one should wish it, one can bring back the souls of the dead. After Noctis fulfills his prophecy, Ignis travels east with desperate hope. A Shadow of the Colossus au, written for the @ffxvreversebang2024 in collaboration with @ageofzeroart

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Ignoct took me by the collar and then i woke up with this. (jk) i loved the ff16 song sm but if felt so ignoct to me.

happy birthday ignis!!! I forgot to post this here yesterday lol

“But this is your birthdaaay,” Aranea sang. “Are you trying to say that you’ve never partied since I’ve known you?” She gasped dramatically. “Ignis Scientia! Have you never been to a club?”

“Of course I’ve been to clubs and parties,” he scoffed. He decided to leave out the fact that the last time he had attended such events was when he was still in college. And he’s definitely not going to mention that he spent half of the night hiding in a corner while he doom scrolled on his phone.

a little ignoct for @mightydrea!

Kiss

King and Queen of Lucis

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Noctis Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia Characters: Ignis Scientia, Noctis Lucis Caelum Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Fishing, Post-Canon, Light Angst, Post-World of Ruin | The Long Night (Final Fantasy XV), Implied/Referenced Character Death, Fan Comics, Comic, Illustrations, Bittersweet Summary:

All that was me is gone.