[caecus-scientia]

Independent, multiverse, multiship Ignis Scentia of Final Fantasy XV

Penned by Corgi.

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[ipromptography]

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP

[chilledfoodtin]

the longer hair profile version

[astralbcrn]

So the boy knew – that was good. For once someone was informed – or as informed as they ought to be. Bahamut was very aware what would happen if the knew the True King was destined to die. Honestly, the fuss mortals made about such a thing... but it didn't matter. It wasn't why he had started this conversation in the first place.

"Then you ought to be aware that the boy is hopelessly unprepared for what is to come. Unless someone gets him into shape, I fear that he will fail in his duty. It could doom all of Eos," indeed, the boy was... a disappointment, to put it mildly. They were being far too lenient with him, it was the only reason why he even bothered saying anything.

[caecus-scientia]

Ignis regarded the man suspiciously, a frown pulling at his lips. For a moment, he wasn't certain what to say to the messenger. He was well aware he should be polite to the man, and how powerful he was, even if his own inclination was not to be particularly devout. Nor did he appreciate someone criticizing Noctis so harshly.

"His Highness is still young. I have faith that when the time comes, he will be able to rise to the challenge. Nor, I assure you, will he be facing it alone."

[galahdborn-deactivated20260319]

"Huh, lucky guy. It smelled pretty delicious the times I was there," oh, to be royalty. Actually no, he would hate it. He wasn't naive enough to think it was an easy position, the lack of privacy alone was enough to turn him off the idea. He'd leave it to the professionals – which meant the people born into the royal line.

"I've wondered about that, but I guess the connection you have to the magic must be different," he couldn't imagine not being able to warp at this point, but that was probably because he found it the easiest. "I'd like that though – one can never have too many sparring partners," and if they couldn't warp, then they probably made up for it with different skills. It could be fun.

[caecus-scientia]

Ignis chuckled slightly and shook his head. "You flatter me. Perhaps I will have to bring some to the Glaives sometime," he said, his voice light.

He enjoyed cooking. It had started out as a way of taking care of Noctis, and bringing some happiness to a dark time in his life, but had become something he was quite passionate about. He would not at all mind sharing some of his cooking with the Glaives.

He smiled a little and nodded. "Agreed, there is something to be learned from each partner. It is always wise to test oneself against as many as possible."

[altrxisme]

Oh. She was going to get at him for that later. She’s not sure how, but she’s going to at some point. Though the faint curl of the corner of her lips made it clear that Johanne didn’t take offense to it. “I’ll remember that, Scientia.” And remember she will as she slid into the driver’s side after Ignis.

“Hm. That’s fair.” It’s no different from after the fall of the city that she pulled up every Hunter contact her late father had enable to get the rest of the loyal Glaives at the time to where the remaining Crownsguard were.

“The keys, if you please?”

[caecus-scientia]

He chuckled softly at her threat, but there didn't seem to be any actual malice in her tone. She does not mind his teasing, it seems. However true it may be, considering the fact that her bike surely wouldn't carry them and the supplies they were hoping to find. Ignis heard her take her place in the driver's seat and held out his hand, bearing the keys on his palm. "I appreciate your assistance in this."

[caecus-scientia]

@ardynzunia “It’s worse because i happen to know that under the armor he looks like my brother.”

"That must be quite upsetting to you."

And rather narcissistic of Bahamut. Either he made himself look like the founder king on purpose or made the founder king look like him, as much as he could. Neither's a really good look.

[galahdborn-deactivated20260319]

"Hey, I'm just saying what we were all thinking, okay?"

[caecus-scientia]

"No one was thinking about that except you. No one."

[galahdborn-deactivated20260319]

Nyx is thinking about it. "Y'know, Bahamut is some kind of... reptile, right? Do you think he has two of, you know?"

[caecus-scientia]

"..........."

[caecus-scientia]

The last thing he, or any of them he suspects, wants to think about is Bahamut getting it on.

[sylleblosscm]

ignis​:

Ignis chuckles softly at her response, nodding slightly. “Indeed he does not. But I am glad to know you are comfortable at his side. Noctis has few friends, and I am glad that he has you.”

Oracle or not, she is Noctis’ friend, and though he may not admit it, Ignis is sure that he appreciates her, cherishes her friendship. Given how hard both of their responsibilities are, it is nice to see they have each other.

❝Likewise.❞

For Ignis’ reputation had preceded him. Even back in Tenebrae, when the Prince and Princess were first coming to know one another, Noctis spoke so fondly of his closest hand. For a boy with so much on his shoulders, Ignis had offered a much-needed and well-earned reprieve.

❝Still, we must do something about his eating habits. It would only be embarrassing for him to contract scurvy in this day and age.❞ There is a playful enough lilt in her voice that even his more frustrating habits are still somewhat endearing.

[caecus-scientia]

His expression softened with a soft chuckle. "If you have any ideas, I'm more than happy to listen. I'm always looking for more ways to sneak a more balanced diet in through his meals."

It is quite a frustrating shortcoming of his, but Luna seems rather endeared by it. Even Ignis cannot deny it can be somewhat amusing.

[astray-as-a-cat]

Did you eat? (I love you) I bought the bread you like (I love you) I noticed you were upset so I brought you tea (I love you) I made this for you (I love you) I know you have a lot of work and can't talk now so I will leave this thing you like around (I love you) I did your chores (I love you) I will sit by in case you need anything (I love you. I love you. I love you)

[monarchborn]

Regis blinked, simply staring at Ignis for a few moments. Ah, Noctis had pulled yet another 'disappearing act' it seemed. He idly wondered what number they were on now. The boy was pretty known for being the 'escape Prince' in the Citadel. It was hardly surprising that he'd do it again to get out of a council meeting.

"I see. Did you contact Gladio and Prompto already?" he questioned, since they might have a clue as to Noctis' whereabouts. Regis wouldn't panic yet, not when he knew his son's tendencies.

Prompto was likely the best bet; the two of them liked to get into trouble or rather, Noctis liked to drag Prompto into trouble with him.

[caecus-scientia]

Ignis nodded. "Of course. Gladio has not seen him, but Prompto was unreachable. I suspect where ever Noctis has gone, he has dragged Prompto off with him," Ignis answered with a slight sigh. He bowed slightly. "I apologize for the trouble, your majesty."

He'd been really hoping to solve this before Regis found out. He had enough to deal with without Noctis being a bit of a brat.

[themoodmaker]

cont. from here @caecus-scientia

    ❝ Are— are you sure? You don't need anything? ❞ It's things like this he just cannot let go of. Though Ignis' determination is admiring, the concern Prompto felt was almost 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆. If his heart beat any harder, it may just burst out of his chest. It's not the first time. Most likely not even the last time. He did care deeply for his friends.

    ❝ Looks painful . . . ❞

[caecus-scientia]

"I am quite certain, it's just a minor burn."

It hurt, of course. Burns always did. But he was well familiar with them, too. While he had always been purposeful and careful when cooking, accidents happened, even to him. And that was to say nothing of his own propensity to use fire when fighting.

As with many things, however, the loss of his sight had seemingly heightened the sensation of pain.

"It is somewhat, but it will fade."

[painedprince]

"Iggy?" Normally, Noctis would be content to sleep forever, but... Nightmares were a struggle, and he worried for Ignis walking around in the dark.

He crawled out of bed and gently tugged him to sit. "Can we...? Can we talk about something?" He frowned, not that Ignis could see it.

[caecus-scientia]

He heard Noctis moving around, and felt him take him by the arm, gently tugging him forward. Ignis moved carefully, following after Noctis and allowing the younger to pull him to sit.

"Of course. Is something on your mind? Or are you simply having a hard time sleeping?"

[caecus-scientia]

@saxhamsurvivor from here

Why the Glaive was even watching this travesty, he could only guess, but now that he had seen it, he couldn't manage to pull his yes away. It was the morbid curiosity of seeing a disaster in progress.

"I'm not certain I will be able to look at a block of cheese the same ever again..."

[caecus-scientia]

@galahdborn from here

Ignis had been aware of the person in his dreams from a young age. An older boy then, who grew steadily into a young man as Ignis did the same. He had looked it up, learned about dream walking and it's connection to soulmates, and found it quite fascinating.

There was a clear age difference between them. it did not bother him, so long as his soulmate was willing to wait, as it seemed he was. Though he occasionally saw the man looking in on him, he never approached, Ignis did the same as he got older.

Now, he was no longer a child, and it did not really surprise him that his soulmate would make contact with him. Though, he did not expect it to be at the beginning of a nightmare revolving around an exponentially growing mountain of burnt muffins, of all things.

Though he had not seen the man in his dreams as more than a silhouette before, he recognized him as he stepped in to the dream version of his apartment's kitchen. Rather suddenly, the burnt food was all gone, as was the young prince Noctis wailing at the table behind him. It was just the two of them, in the neat tidiness of his kitchen.

He huffed out a sigh, adjusting his glasses as he turned to his soulmate, taking him in for the first time. He looked familiar.

"Thank you. That was getting to be... problematic," he said. He offered a small smile. "And I would be more than happy to have your homemade baklava when we meet, so long as you allow me to bring something, as well."