*whispers* blind!Iggy and one-handed Ravus without prostetic doing daily routine and helping each other
Aaaaaah,anon, you have to know that when I received this I absolutely freaked out and Iliterally said aloud “DUDE, YES”, because hnfgndgf, it’s a wonderful scenario!
It speaks alot of being domestic! A domestic life for Fleurentia. That’s so soft and peaceful.The two of them are very tragic characters, so to give them a domestic andtranquil life is one of my greatest weaknesses. It lets them be happy and calmfor once, and it feels soft, as if they don’t have to worry about the worldanymore.
And thisscenario is awesome on its own because while it keeps the domestic and peacefulair, it still remains tragic, as both have already gone through part of theirtragedies; Ravus losing his arm, and Iggy losing his sight.
Let’s seewhat I can do with this. I don’t have much experience with handicapped people,so I’m not sure I can come up with many scenarios, but here I go.
I tried towrite a “let’s explain how this is a chill universe”, but nah man, let’s skipexplanations and just keep it there: it’s a chill universe where they had nomore duties or prophecies to follow, even though they (whether you want it dueto the canon story or for alternative universe reasons) lost the arm and sightrespectively.
Ravus andIggy have managed to get a house of their own.
It’s not anapartment, because they both really adore their personal space, and becausethey found that easier than living in a building shared with more people, beingtwo handicapped, and not that they can’t adapt or can’t find it easy, but ifthey could afford for the decent house where they get more comfort plus moreprivacy plus an easier lifestyle as handicapped, then why not?
Ignisdoesn’t have much time since his injury (a year, more or less), so he’s not theDaredevil we know he becomes at age 32. He still struggles for the simpletasks. On his own, that is.
Ravus isguiding him into his new lifestyle as best as he can.
Ravus alsois not used to not having two arms; after they found a way to remove the armwith no risks (the arm is what contained the Magitek that, when removed, wouldturn him into daemon), he too is struggling to adapt.
Ignis wasused to analyze every detail of every situation; now he can’t. Ravus was usedto have full control over everything; now, in a way, he can’t. So the two tryto complement each other as best as possible.
Let’sfollow them in a normal and wonderfully domestic day, shall we?
Why are youspying these men that’s a crime
Goodmorning, you wonderful men!
Youwouldn’t believe how oddly comfortable it is for Ravus to sleep now, actually?No left arm lets him sleep on his left side without getting his arm numb, orhaving his partner use it as a pillow until it turns to torture. Ravus now isable to lie on his left side and hug Iggy no troubles.
Unless he’ssleeping on the right side; it’s usually Iggy spooning him, then.
There’smany other ways as they sleep, that doesn’t matter, I just like thinking aboutit.
Iggy sleepson the left side of the bed; that way, Ravus has it easier to reach for thingson the right bedside table, and Ignis reaches for things on the left.
The lamp ison the right bedside; the clock, opposite to what we would think, is on theleft.
Ignis nowrelies heavily on listening; finding a clock and shutting the alarm off is notroubles.
Ravus isthe only who needs light in the early morning or night, so that’s where thelamp is.
Ignis is incharge of removing the bedsheets and throwing them onto the mattress; Ravus isin charge of accommodating them so they’re correctly placed.
Ravus isgetting better at doing it himself, but Ignis helps him unbutton his pajamashirts.
Ignis isgetting better at it, but Ravus is still there to help him with taking themorning shower; the floor gets slippery, so there’s the risk Ignis may fall.While he learns to do it himself, Ravus is there to make sure he doesn’t falland to hand him the things he needs.
So they shower together.
They have aspecific place for things so Ignis knows where they are and doesn’t have toblindly look for them; a place for his shampoo, one of the soap, which isusually in a shelf that has it for sure it won’t fall down (unless heaccidentally drops it), and another place for the sponge.
While hegets used, Ravus helps him tell him where the things are or, if he’s too lost,will guide him to reach them; Ravus also tells him when it’s enough shampoo, orwhen the sponge needs more soap. He’ll help clean Iggy in spots that keepshampoo or soap that he can’t see are still there.
It has goodsides; Ignis helps him clean his right arm mostly, sometimes his right side ingeneral. He’s also in charge of massaging Ravus’ head at times to spread andget rid of the shampoo; Ravus can do that on his own, but it’s helpful andcomfy and very nice, so he never complains.
They putthe towels in a hook right at a side of the tub/shower; that way any of themcan reach for them.
They have acurtain rather than a glass door, just in case there’s any little slip there’sless risk of breaking something or to get injured.
Ravus isfirst to exit, usually with a hand to the wall (now that he’s beginning to getused, remember), so to be extra sure he won’t fall; once outside, he helps Iggyout so he won’t slip.
Just likethe hair thing, Ravus can dry himself on his own, but Ignis sometimes helpsbecause it’s more comfy.
Ravus helpshim to get dry.
Now let’ssee these boys get dressed (no cameras, please)
Youwouldn’t believe it’s much easier to have both hands to put briefs and pantson, but it is.
Usually,Ravus makes sure which is the front, and Ignis helps him pull the underwear up.Ravus later adjusts it as he pleases, but Ignis is who puts it in its place.
Ravus helpsmake sure which is the front of Ignis’ underwear, but that’s it; the man willput them on himself.
Ignis willhelp pull Ravus’ pants up as well and button them, like his own (and like theunderwear, Ravus just makes sure they’re not inside-out and that the front isfacing the front).
Ravus hassome struggles choosing what to wear mostly, if buttons or non-buttoned pieces;on a side, many buttons is struggles, but not impossible, and put-on clothingis a bit messier. He still sticks to mostly buttoned stuff, though.
Ignis willhelp tie the loose sleeve; Ravus verbally guides him into the knot, unlessIgnis is struggling too much, then Ravus will get his hand close to guideIgnis’ into where to go so he can make a knot. They don’t stay tied after thefirst knot; they wash and iron clothing, so yep.
I mean, itcould stay tied while in the washer machine, but they prefer to untie it so itgets properly cleaned.
Ravus helpsmostly to check that Ignis’ top clothing is not inside-out and facingcorrectly; he also helps tell Ignis if he’s buttoning the wrong button in thewrong hole.
Ravus alsoadjusts Ignis’ collars (if the shirt has one), and if Ignis needs or wants it,Ravus will help him make sure that when Ignis tucks the bottom into his pantshe doesn’t miss a part by accident.
If any ofthem need, for whatever reason, to wear a tie…ohboy.
It was bigstruggles at first, but they’ve been learning and getting better at it.
Ravus triedon his own, but the struggle was stupid, so Ignis offered help.
Now, Ravusputs the tie in place, and Ignis ties it under Ravus’ guide and instructions.
Ignis tyinga tie is very slow and careful. Ravus doesn’t blame him. He doesn’t even mind.He even finds it moving.
Ravus makessure the socks match and Ignis puts them on. Ravus can put his own himself, butsometimes Ignis helps just for comfort, Ravus just adjusts them.
Ravus makessure Ignis puts on the right shoe on the right foot and such; Ignis ties bothhis and Ravus’ footwear if they need to be tied.
Ravus helpsIgnis comb his hair, but Ignis’ hands play a big role there, too.
Ignis likesbrushing Ravus’ hair, another thing that Ravus could make on his own but ismore comfy if Iggy does it.
It’s notdaily, of course, but Ravus is in charge of helping Ignis to shave.
Ravus,lacking a hand, also struggles with that, so rather than shaving Ignis, heguides Ignis into re-learn to do it; Ravus still forever guides him to makesure he doesn’t miss a spot and that stuff.
When theygrow older, Ignis even learns to shave Ravus.
Please,Ignis, he desperately needs to stay shaved.
Breakfast!Or any eating time.
Ravus isguiding Ignis into cooking.
If cuttinga vegetable or something, Ignis will hold an edge with a hand and the knifewith the other; Ravus, using his only arm/hand, will use it on top of Ignis’right one to guide it into decent slices, and so that he doesn’t cut himself.
That’spossibly their most usual treat; Ravus using his hand to guide Ignis’ intodoing the cooking right and not harm himself in the process at the same time.
Ignisserves the coffee and other liquids; Ravus tells him when to stop so the cupwon’t flood.
If the foodis something that needs to be cut (like meat), Ignis will cut the pieces for Ravus’dish. Like always,under Ravus’ verbal and sometimes physical guide.
You know what’s manageable but can betroubles? Jars and containers with screw lids. For Ravus, of course. Ignis isusually opening them.
Ignis is incharge of washing the dishes; Ravus is in charge of putting them in the dryingracks, and hand any that’s still dirty back. He’s also in charge of handingIggy some dishes if he misses them (it’s usually utensils).
Remember thatteeth care is important, people.
Ignis iswho puts the toothpaste on their brushes; Ravus verbally guides him.
Chores.
Ravus canand will clean windows.
Ignis is incharge of sweeping; Ravus guides him so he doesn’t miss a spot or hitsanything, and so he doesn’t misstep somewhere.
Thoughthey’re learning to do it, they have someone that comes a day a week to helpthem iron things; Ravus can see, but it gets a bit messy with only one arm;Ignis can use both hands, but can’t see what and how he’s ironing. It’s a bitcomplicated.
But they dofold their clothes. Like usual, Ravus makes sure they’re not inside-out, andIgnis folds it under Ravus’ instructions (though both are learning and gettingbetter at doing it alone).
You knowwhat Ravus has found sort of therapeutic after such a tragedy of a life and theloss of an arm? The garden. There’s something soothing about taking care offlowers. In some way, after being abused for so many years, taking care of alittle creature that’s not a human or a dog that needs much attention and carehe doesn’t feel prepared for, flowers are pretty.
He’s beenlearning to do a few gardening things on his own, mostly because it’s calmingrather than necessary. But you know, his hand gets awfully dirtied when heworks in his flowers.
Have youever tried to wash a hand without the other? As in wash it thoroughly?
Ravus atfirst was pretty embarrassed, mostly because he couldn’t believe he couldn’t dosuch a simple task on his own, but Ignis, like always, is too understanding andloving and now Ravus doesn’t mind asking him for help to wash his hand.
Ignis helpsclean it, and Ravus tells him when it’s clean enough.
Ravus iswho writes the notes they need to take.
Ravus alsowrites the e-mails they need to write, but they mostly stay away of e-mailingand texting; using one hand is not impossible, but it makes the task superdifficult. So if they want to communicate, they’ll mostly phone whoever theyneed to phone.
Ravus makessure Ignis’ phone is updated and charged; as side note, it works through voicerecognition for Iggy.
Ravus hasno troubles handling the TV remote; he usually puts musical channels on, forIggy, or sometimes describes him what’s going on if it’s necessary, but theybarely ever watch TV. They prefer a miiiiiillion times to put music on or to bein the quiet. They love the quiet.
When theygo out by feet, Ignis will grab Ravus’ arm.
They triedto keep Iggy on Ravus’ left side, which is the most vulnerable one, so in a waythey have a hand on the right and one on the left to not be off guard and tonot have a blind side.
Oh. Uhm. Nopun intended up there…sorry.
Turns outthey couldn’t; the blind side stays a blind side very literally, and Ignis hadnothing to grab other than Ravus’ clothes or shoulder, and it wasn’t working.
Besides,these boys learned that they have no more reasons to keep the guard up; they’reliving a normal life, not war any longer, so there’s no need to have thatmentality of “how do we work best as a team in case someone tries to kill us.”
So theyswitched to the logical; Ignis grabbing Ravus’ arm.
Ignis isstill using the cane, normally.
Eventuallyand as years go, he’ll learn to walk more confidently without the cane and onlyRavus by his side.
He’s alsolearning to go with cane and without Ravus.
Ravusdrives.
Ignisverbally guided him about some questions he had about Lucian driving rules andsuch (slightly different than Tenebraean’s), but Ignis already knew how todrive; he made sure to re-learn in low-risk places with one arm only.
As you cantell, their car is automatic.
Some yearsinto it, sometimes Ignis helps with the gear shift, as he’s got it memorized.Of course, under Ravus’ instructions.
They dohave their stamp that signals the car carries with and/or is driven by someonedisabled, but Ravus barely uses it to park in the signaled spots; he finds nosense on parking there when “I lack an arm while someone out there may lack aleg; they should have priority over the spots that are closer to the entrance”,and Ignis is in favor because he doesn’t mind walking longer distances (because“he’ll never re-learn the world if he never lives it like usual”).
They do,however, sometimes use it, mostly when they feel they need to or for comfort.
I mean,they do have the rights to do that.
Groceryshopping.
Ravus is incharge of writing the lists of what they need, just like any other kind ofnotes, but both usually go together. Ignis keeps company and guides the cartunder Ravus’ indications, and constantly does the math or remembers things theydidn’t list, and Ravus grabs the stuff.
Igniscarries the most bags into the car; Ravus makes sure to accommodate them in the trunk.
I like tothink they have a cat.
Ravus makessure to tell Iggy where the kitty is, just in case Ignis was about to sit onher or something.
Ignis, relyingon touch and sounds, adores petting the kitty; like Ravus started his flowercare, Ignis’ ‘haven’ is the kitty. She feels nice under the touch, is superaffectionate, and purrs.
Why did Iinclude that? Because it’s fluffy and I love Fleurentia domestic fluff.
You knowwhat’s the prettiest “helping each other with routine” that’s actually not ‘helping’and it’s not routine but shut up this is my post and I want fluff?
Reading.
The easiestway for Ravus to read is usually if the book is on a table, and he can keep thebook open with his one hand, but sometimes it gets kind of uncomfortable. Sothere’s Ignis to help.
Ignis willhold the book and turn the pages, and Ravus will read.
This oftenhappens in a way so Ravus is sat, usually against the bed’s headboard or an armof the couch, and Ignis sat in his lap, with the silver haired looking fromeither above his head or shoulder, depending on how Ignis is resting againsthim.
Thing is,Ravus is reading aloud, of course.
Ignis hasswitched to audiobooks while he learns braille, but Ravus can see and willread, and that’s how Ignis helps him while getting to bond over something atthe same time.
You shouldsee the scene that it makes; Ravus sat against the headboard, legs to the sidesso Ignis can sit in his lap, his one arm around the Lucian’s torso, Ignis’ head against the Tenebraean’s tummy rather thanhis chest, holding the book slightly up for Ravus to read aloud, and the kittycurled on the other side of the bed.
Theirroutine to finish the day is basically the same than that of waking up, except onreverse.
Ignisunbuttoning, helping with pants, Ravus making sure things are not inside-outand such, etc.
Once intheir pajamas, they go to bed together, which doesn’t need more science thanpulling blankets down.
Ravus mayread a little more for himself sometimes, then turn the light off, and snugglenext to Ignis.
This hasnothing to do with “helping each other with what they can’t” but it’s routine:
Ravus, punctualand every day like a clock, always give Ignis a kiss in the space between hiseyebrows to wish him goodnight, caressing his hair with his one hand.
Ignis, onhis own ritual of response, always kisses one or two of his own fingertips, andtouches Ravus’ lips with it, staying there a few seconds as if to feel them andmemorize them by touch.
“Goodnight,Ignis.”
“Sleep tight,Ravus.”
And the catcurls up at their feet.
And that’sa usual day in the life of the Scientia & Nox Fleuret house.
I hope youenjoyed!!
Thank you so much to whoever dropped this entry, in case you’re still around. I know I’ve taken months to answer, and I apologize. Still, thank you greatly for this; it was super enjoyable and heartwarming to write. ♡
Do you Ignis would ever let Gladio take sexy pics of him? For only Gladio to look at when he's not around and stuff?
(This entry is on the “newest” half of my asks, but I’m answering so I can include it in a general NSFW Gladnis headcanons lists. An apology to the people who have waited longer for their entry.)
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Well, of course he does. There’s actually some stories about that, you know.
Gonna put this under a Read More so we can get comfortably NSFW in there:
Actually, it was Ignis himself who took initiative into letting Gladio take sexy pics of him.
They had been away for a few couple weeks due to their respective duties and circumstances, but texted each other every night.
This one time they were pretty horny and they were dirty-texting each other in relatively soft measures, staying in mere teasing.
It was not new, to do this and imagine things together so they could get off each on their own.
That one time, however, among the indirect sexting there were lots of jokes too, just Gladnis being silly together.
That is until Ignis told him that he wished Gladio could see how he was dressed.
Gladio texted back jokingly asking ‘So what are you wearing sweetie?’
For his surprise, Ignis did send a pic.
It’s first time Ignis does this.
Ignis used to be shy in younger days, but he’s been gaining confidence until being a sassy and confident young man.
Still, it’s first time he ever sends a picture of himself.
His face is not there; only a little part of the side of his head is there, but Gladio can recognize him just fine, the hair,the head and that tiny hint of the corner of a mouth in there.
What’s really the focus of the photo is the body.
Ignis snapped the photo so it’s only that small part of his head/face, and the rest shows what’s behind and above his shoulder.
Ignis is lying on his bed, and his preciously, wonderfully sculpted body appears to be entirely nude.
Gladio let out a curse and shiver when he received it; there was something absolutely fucking fantastic and arousing on Ignis sending him this kind of photographs, something incredibly sexy on Ignis taking initiative on that, and to make it much worse/better, this photo offered an incredibly, surprisingly amazing shot of his ass.
These round, oh so perfectly round and firm and wonderfully sculpted cheeks, the gods damn, it’s like this man was born photoshopped.
“Nice Naked you’re wearing”, he texted back, already hard in the pants.
“Naked?” Ignis replied, and to Gladio’s double surprise, he sent another photograph.
Same perspective, same pose, except there was Ignis’ own hand (gloved) back nearby and above his ass.
It’s there to hook on and pull up a thin string that had been hidden between his ass cheeks.
It took only a second before Gladio had to put the phone away to groan out and hide the face in his hands.
Ignis was wearing the damn thong.
On Gladio’s birthday, Prompto jokingly gifted a thong to Ignis (”and that’s my gift to you, Big Guy”) before really giving him his gift.
He didn’t think they would use it.
Honestly, Gladnis did not think they would, either.
They just had good laughs about it, a sassy Ignis jokingly claiming he would look “fabulous, actually”, and then he just left it abandoned in the closet of Noct’s apartment just to mess with him “and carry the consequences of the jokes of the boy you befriended.”
Gladio questioned Ignis about it, and he ended up explaining that “Noctis doesn’t even dare touch it, I had to give it some use, didn’t I?”
He also explained he decided to put it on because he missed Gladio, his “gorgeous, big, curious” hands on the correct spots of his body and hair, and that the thong was a way of keeping him constantly in his head while he “had fun on his own”.
Gladio has been reading all that Ignis is typing and sending while scrolling back up to the photographs.
All this while jerking off, of course.
From all the times they have sexted, this is the one that’s given Gladio the best orgasm so far.
That’s when the whole thing started, they made it a thing since then on.
So now it’s mutual.
Because yep, Ignis receives plenty of Gladio pics to please his thirst.
Long before they started with the Ignis photos
Ignis has always liked Gladio’s physics, so Gladio has always liked to gift him a few pics here and there.
At first it was only on the joking scheme with Gladio doing either ridiculous but actually pretty attractive poses or just posing for the camera, usually showing his biceps or torso with captions like “Look at the kind of man you got to yourself, dayum!”, or “I was looking good today, thought you’d like it”.
Ignis does, ohmygod, you have no idea.
When Gladio started doing this, they had yet not started having any sexual intercourse but hormones were already leading them there.
This had Ignis start to really get horny at some of the photos.
After they started having sex and getting comfortable with it, Ignis admitted this to Gladio.
Guess who’s sending him naughtier photos now
Ignis said he liked the, you can’t blame Gladio.
So Gladio, across their relationship, every now and then sends him some photos of himself that vary from “Holding the lower edge of my shirt between my teeth and pulling my underwear down just enough so my pubes are visible along the rest of my torso and chest” to “this picture of me gripping the stupidly big bulge of my underwear” to just obscenities.
This was what gave Ignis the idea after all these years that maybe Gladio would like some of him too.
Gladio had not even thought about it.
Now that Ignis started, Gladio can’t stop thinking about it.
These two are fantastic because they’re either writing the most romantic and cheesy of love letters or dick pics to each other.
The only thing they do avoid is showing their faces in most photographs, especially Ignis.
They’ve got enough with sometimes being harrassed by a few papparazzi after making their relationship public, the last they need is some hacker finding the photos and making a scandal about “Incredibly naughty and cheeky photographs of the prince’s adviser/Shield!”
Still, Ignis does let him take sexy photos of him since that moment on, no complaints.
Ignis only sent the first two; since then on, he gives Gladio the honor of taking the photos himself.
They’re not obsessed with it, but they do have plenty material.
Gladio has photos of his darling whether as solo or together.
Mostly solo, tbh.
In the list of what sort of pics Gladio has there is:
Ignis’ body all normal except unbuttonned shirt.
Ignis’ body in just underwear.
No face, full pic of Ignis sat somewhere, legs spread apart, and he’s wearing sock and shirt stays (the socks are there, but shirt isn’t).
Gladio has a ton of Ignis’ body in different poses and from different angles with him in his garter belts for calves and thighs
Gladio freaking loves Ignis with his belts, dammit
Gladio has one of Ignis from behind; his hands are on the counter, his back is arched, ass thrown back and hips raised, legs spread, and he’s wearing only an apron; as it’s a view of his back, the most of the apron that can be seen is the straps that are tied to his waist, and they’re forming a ribbon right above his back cheeks, a ribbon so pretty and perfect it’s almost sin just thinking about undoing it, except it’s usually not the ribbon what Gladio likes to stare at.
He has one of Ignis in maid outfit, lingerie and all included.
Honestly Ignis only agreed to that outfit if Gladio put a similar one on too.
That night was very weird…
Gladio has one of Ignis in just stocking.
It’s delicious.
He really likes Ignis’ nipples and strong chest, so he gets tons of photos of that.
In some he gets Ignis’ fingers toying with one of the nipples.
He gets as many butt pics as he gets dick ones.
There’s some of Ignis’ body as he’s lying on his side
draw him like one of your french girls, Gladio
It’s cause Gladio LOVES his hips.
Some of this some times, he may be wearing fishnets or long socks.
That’s because Gladio really likes his legs
One of Gladio’s favorites, of course, is another full body of Ignis from behind; he’s on a bed, the head down to the pillow, the back arched like a feline, and ass up in the air; the photo is taken from above, as Gladio’s perspective (more or less). His back cheeks are a bit red.
Gladio also has a photo of Ignis post-orgasm; really it’s just chest-to-head, eyes closed and lazy, content smile on his face.
It doesn’t go as NSFW to the world’s eyes, but the image triggers in Gladio what only he knows and sees; this is Ignis, mind and soul in the third heaven, after a fantastic orgasm result of Gladio and his hands and other body parts. So it is pleasing to look at, for Gladio.
Gladio has some/a few general dick pics, whether in underwear or out, and some more innocent ones of nude torso or back.
They have a phone that has no chip and never had connection to the net, and while it’s still not 100% safe it’s like 99.99% safe to assume no hacker will get there so
They use it for the full body face-included or face-focus photos.
And for duo photos.
In this collection, Gladio has very similar photos than the previous ones, but face included; stocking, different poses, and some sexy stares.
He has one taken from his perspective of Ignis giving him a blowjob.
It’s fantastic; Ignis is smiling up at him, face pressed to Gladio’s dick like he worships it.
And one with it in his mouth, too.
Gladio has one of Ignis wearing a choker with a little bell.
He has one of him in a choker that’s connected to a thin lash Gladio’s pulling from.
And on the duo ones,
Gladio has a photo of Ignis riding him, but giving him his back, hands tied behind it. He’s midway through pulling his hips up so it offers a nice view of half of Gladio’s cock before it disappears in Ignis’ ass. He’s in long socks with their respective garter belts, and he’s in dress shirt and his vest.
I forgot to say, Gladio particularly enjoys of photos when Ignis goes bottom, which is not all the time, but it’s the ones Gladio enjoys snapping pics of.
He as a solo Ignis one; only half the face can be seen, he’s sat on a chair, his garter belts on, a shirt too but it’s unbuttonned, and he looks pretty in the middle of a very rough session with a dildo that’s halfway inside. The hand is blurry, so it was moving pretty darn quickly when the photo was taken.
He has one of Ignis tied up to the bed, wrists and ankles restrained, legs spread apart, he can see but can’t talk or scream, and he’s staring at a hand that’s pushing a vibrator inside him.
There’s plenty of Ignis’ solo ones, whether with toys or his own hands.
There’s another of a restrained Ignis, but only torso to head, and one of Gladio’s hands caressing his pectoral while pinching the nipple.
Gladio has one that was taken on a mirror; only half their faces can be seen, he’s sat on the edge of a bed, Ignis is giving him his back, straddling and riding him, Gladio has a grip of his hips, Ignis has one of his hands in Gladio’s hair and the other is busy with the camera.
Gladio, however, has to absolute favorites.
One was taken after the act (it was planned and consensual, btw)
Ignis took bottom role, they had their fun, etc., and as they’ve been together for years and both have had themselves tested and know it’s safe to do so, they went on it with no protection.
Ignis let him come inside.
They finished doggy style, and once Gladio came he stayed inside until he calmed and recovered senses/calmed his mind enough.
When Gladio pulled out, Ignis made sure to keep a pair of fingers gently pressed to his entrance, so that it was soft enough not to hurt (because damn, is he sore every time he bottoms even after years of Gladio) but firm enough so nothing would spill.
That’s only while Gladio got their “Safe camera”.
Once when Gladio said it was okay now, Ignis let go of his butt and his hand returned to hold his weight.
Long story short, the first of Gladio’s favorites is a snap of Ignis from behind, doggy style, him looking back (even though most of his face stays hidden behind his shoulder, but it’s fine; Gladio gets to see his eyes and a bit of how blushed he is, and that’s real nice), ass cheeks a bit red, a hand pulling from one of them, and his butt hole very well soaket and leaking Gladio’s seed.
This one can get the man off in just some minutes.
(please don’t be mean with him about it)
His other favorite was taken during the act itself
these men, I swear
So it was planned and consensual again, Ignis went bottom once more, etcetera etcetera.
It was one of those times Gladio was particularly energetic.
He had already promised Ignis to “not just wreck you, I’m planning to break you in half”. Ignis sassied and dared him.
Ohboi.
O h b o i, you don’t dare Gladio.
(except you do, Ignis, cause that’s how to get him in FULL POWER mode)
Both and particularly Gladio were energetic that day, so it was one of their “multiple rounds” go.
Gladio had denied Ignis from his orgasm in the last round many times already.
The man is literally crying out of pleasure and the pain (of the ‘good kind’) in his balls, and he’s freaking begging and whining.
It’s not new, but it’s not THAT often, you know.
Hair is a mess (a good looking mess).
He’s thrown on the bed, facing up, and Gladio’s on his knees slamming into him.
He’s doing to Ignis as he promised, dammit.
Long story short, the photo basically consists of:
Ignis is on the bed, facing up, fully naked (only necklace on), his face and part of his chest are red from blushing and the effort and the heat, eyebrows furrowed and mouth open, he’s got some bite marks and a few moderate hickeys across his skin, he’s grasping at the sheets with a hand and the pillow with the other, his mouth and face are covered in cum from the previous round, a drop of it is rolling out of the corner of his lips, he’s already come so his tummy and part of his chest has cum as well, his nipples look particularly red (one has a bite mark around it), dick red from the previous denial and out of how swollen it had been, legs spread apart, and you can see part of Gladio’s belly, his pubes, and part of his penis while most is inside.
It’s almost 100% Gladio’s real perspective.
One of the favorite parts about this one is that Ignis is not posing; he’s absolutely, completely literally lost into his pleasure even post-orgasm, as if (and he was) still begging and whining out. It’s how amazing that session was that he broke through all of Ignis’ walls of composure and had him like this, and this is what his natural state of absolute pleasure looks like, so it’s wonderful.
Not to say Gladio enjoys of the amount of cum on him.
Every time he looks at this photo he can hear Ignis’ raw screaming and see him have that particularly amazing orgasm he gave him.
So yeah, Gladio has plenty material to look at whenever he can’t be with Iggy.
Believe it or not, even though Ignis is paranoid on others knowing, this has secretly given a boost to his confidence. That Gladio enjoys snapping pics of him means that Gladio really likes his looks.
That’s how we get extra sassy Iggy.
He likes receiving Gladio pics, but, as selfless as this man is, he’s easier to get horny at the idea of Gladio enjoying pics of Ignis than he does at Gladio’s pics.
And damn, does he love Gladio pics already, imagine how much he loves the other side of this.
These two are like horny teenagers all the time, really, just they know how to handle their stuff maturely.
And they’re in their 20′s.
And their 30′s
You should see the fun this man has if besides the photo he has something more than his hand.
Even more fun if he’s got something that belongs to Ignis that he can smell or just grip while doing his stuff.
Gladio thought that since he has such a sexy boyriend and they’re both very horny and their sex is especially hot (because come on, have you looked at these men, they’re fantastic on their own, you put them together, PFFT, you wouldn’t believe how good their sex is), solo times would become boring or dull as used as he is to sharing his intimacy with Ignis.
But nope.
Ohboi was he mistaken; he has the pics and really they help a lot to make of his solo times some pretty darn awesome orgasms.
It sounds like a lot, but it’s not thousands or hundreds of photos they have of each other. Just a very pretty variety to look at whenever for some reason they’re separate and in the mood.
These listed above are part of Gladio’s collection and he ain’t sharing them with nobody.
You can try hacking them, but they’ve got the best privacy softwares because #royalty and #EosUniverse
These pics are his babies.
And they’re all for him and only him alone. <3
Aaaaand, I think that’s it! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
Hope you liked it, anon. I sure enjoyed writing this. c:
Hello and sorry for taking so long! Hope you understand it’s taken me a while.
Here’s the first Papa Ravus post, and here’s the “Ardyn with twin daughters” post that seemed to have inspired requester to also drop this one. :3
It’s been a while since we’ve been in Papa mode, but let’s see what happens (˙︶˙)
Ravus with twin daughters:
Ravus chose to be single dad, romance is not much his jam but he does want to have kids, so he requested to rent a belly/womb.
King Ravus himself went personally with the lady who accepted the offer and he asked her “as a human being, not as your king, if it really is alright with you?”
Ravus asked she was medically tested first just to make sure it’d be as safe as possible for her to get pregnant.
Ravus worries that because of “a tantrum of my own” (which really ain’t tantrum, Ravy, it’s okay to want to be single parent <3) this lady may be in risk, but he also cares lots about his people and personally as a human being.
This man was put through so much pain in so many ways he’s grown a ridiculously huge heart and wants everyone to be okay.
His own cold, blank-faced way, but rly he’s just a cinnamon roll.
I am digressing.
Ravus checked on the pregnancy process almost daily.
You should have seen his reaction when he heard it was twins.
“My, what do we have here? C: King Ravus, it’s a baby girl!”
Ravus’ eyes go wide and he loses his breath and his heart drops to his feet.
“And she’s in company of a twin sister! Isn’t that wonderful, your Majesty? :3″
The doctor requested somebody bring him a chair and some nurse bring him oxygen.
No kidding.
Ravus literally loses the breath at that, he clutches at his chest and a hand blindly looks somewhere for support.
The gods bless there’s a nurse there to help him sit down and help him recover the breath.
“Ohmygod, your Majesty please calm down ;____;”
Eventually Ravus was able to recover the breath.
He’s so pale the nurse isn’t sure if he has to ask the doctor if they should make some blood transfusion
“Are you alright, your Majesty?”
“Yes, yes…I uhm…it was…shocking. It was only the initial shock. I expected a child; two is a surprise. That’s all.”
“A very wonderful surprise, isn’t it!? :3″
Ravus opens the mouth to reply but all that he does is shut the mouth and nod, looking upset in some way nobody can read.
Omg everyone shut up bc nobody’s sure what’s in his head.
Ravus goes back to his blank expression and unmovable attitude for the rest of the appointment and then goes back to his chambers.
Lunafreya is there (nobody died and no years of darkness AU because I need it okay, shut up)
“Brother! How did it go? :)”
Ravus breaks down in front of her.
He just looks at her in total silence some moments, and then his face transforms into a frown of mere pain and sadness.
Ravus stays quiet for some long seconds just looking at her with his ever-second-more-pained expression.
He puts the head down and just starts crying.
Lunafreya approached him, worried, and grabbed his hand to silently guide him nearby a chair. She had wanted him to sit down but he didn’t, he just kept the hands on his face and cried and cried.
She sat instead, and he went down on his knees in front of her and she let him rest his head on her lap, and he cried and cried while she caressed his hair.
He seems so broken omg Lunafreya is EXTREMELY WORRIED.
She’s thinking there were bad news, that they could have lost the baby, that there were complications or something as terrible.
“…they’re twin girls, Luna” Ravus cries out to her, unable to stop crying. “I am having two baby girls…”
Luna takes a moment before she understands and feels great peace in her heart.
Still she doesn’t stop caressing his hair.
“But then why are you crying, brother? (˙︶˙)”
“…I am just…so happy…”
Ravus is so happy it literally hurts.
This poor creature.
He cried to exhaustion, the poor thing.
He’s impossibly happy, he’s also a bit sad because he doesn’t understand how “after all the terrible actions I did in the past” he “deserves this amounts of happiness and this blessing”, and he’s excited but also a bit scared because he’s going to be a first time dad, and he’s not sure he can handle two girls.
It’s not that he’s scared of not being capable of handling them, it’s that he “doesn’t want to ruin their lives”.
Ravus please you’ll do great just calm down
If you thought him overdramatic by checking on the pregnancy daily, imagine him now that it’s close to the day of birth and that these are TWINS
Omg he read on the net that that’s twice the risks
Ravus, stop reading on the net, it’ll only make you more paranoid
Don’t worry, everything turned out fine when it was the day
Ravus tried to be present during birth but he exited bc he’s so tense and nervous he’s sure he’s going to pass out
But as a dad he’s in debt with the lady that rented him her womb so it’s only right that he stays by her side during the pains and all.
The doctor is sure Ravus passed out at least twice
Nobody can tell because he’s sat on a chair at a side holding the lady’s hand and sometimes he rests the forehead to the bed
At first they thought he was just trying to calm down
Doctor now swears he actually passed out multiple times
Ravus has a poor management of emotions, please comprehend him
When they were born, Ravus refused to hold them because he’s shaking too much
He only looked at them in total shock and when they offered he carried them, he just tried, burst out crying, handed them back and he had to go a long way between crying, exiting for a breath, walking around, crying a bit once more and taking another breath before he was capable of trying again.
Which was good, that gave time for the babies to be with biological mommy (that’s so necessary post birth omg the poor creatures are terrified and need their mom)
Wow I thought I had nothing to say, I’m a deep way into this and the babies are just being born
I hope you’re not bored, anon
Ravus just gives me so many feels, Papa!Ravus skyrockets them.
When he finally held them, he didn’t let go in hours.
He only let go when the doctor requested it and explained they needed to be looked after just to make sure it’s all fine.
All the time he held them Ravus was super quiet and he looked between serious and sad, but wasn’t crying anymore.
The next few months, Ravus is switching all his attention (that doesn’t interfere with the most important king duties to attend) between attending the babies and the lady.
Ofc they ain’t married and she’s not gonna be there after she heals, but if she needs recovery that’s bc of pregnancy and she did it so Ravus could have his baby girls,and pregnancy isn’t easy in any moment so he’s in debt with her
That’s a gentleman doing things right, people, attending and being properly grateful
You learn from him
King Noctis sent Ignis and lady Iris his way; Ignis can attend minor royal duties for him and Iris can look after either the babies or the lady.
Not like Ravus doesn’t have his own advisor and attendants, but a little extra help never harms
He’s a king but he’s also a human being being dad for the first time YOU LET HIM TAKE THE CROWN OFF FOR A MOMENT, OKAY!? >:(
Once the lady recovers, he’s dedicated that time for his babies.
You should have seen this man preparing the room for his babies
He was a bossy mess of “BUT WHY THIS TONE OF GREEN, I ASKED EMERALD NOT GRASS THEY’LL BE MY PRINCESSESS THEY DESERVE A PRETTIER GREEN >:(”
“BUT WHY IS THIS CRIB SO FAR FROM THE OTHER- you know what never mind get rid of these cribs I WANT A DOUBLE SIZE DONE, these are TWINS, they HAVE to be together, WHAT WAS I THINKING”
“OHMYGOD I KNOW I HAVE TO BE IN COUNCIL RIGHT NOW BUT IF I LET THE PAINT DRY OUT THEN THIS TONE OF PURPLE WILL BE DIFFERENT TO THAT TONE OF PURPLE, DO YOU WANT THIS ROOM TO NOT BE PERFECTLY SYMMETRICAL!?”
“what if they don’t like green”
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S PRETTY LIKE THIS, NO, THIS BLOODY PAINT WHAT WAS I THINKING I NEED AN ARTIST I CAN’T DO IT MYSELF”
“what was I thinking this is beautiful but has no emotion”
“WHY DID YOU BRING ME THIS SHADE OF WHITE, IT’S LIKE CLOUDS AND I ASKED PEARL”
“Ravus, you’ve painted this five times already”
“I NEED IT TO BE PERFECT >:’‘‘(”
He still can’t handle his emotions.
But don’t worry this happened long before the babies had to occupy the room so all paint is dry
They stayed there a few hours
then ravus grew paranoid and had their crib be taken to his room
all this effort just so he ended up with them in his room
Ravus is randomly waking up in the middle of the night to check on them, even when they don’t cry
He likes to spend a lot of time just staring at them
Both have his shade of grey on the little locks of hair on their heads
Ravus likes to stare because each time he finds something like a birthmark, the way or direction the hair grows, the shape of eyelashes, little tics, etc
Besides, like in the original post, he’s philosophied so much on the meaning of ‘daughter’ and ‘twins’ that he’s marveled by their presence, and it’s a strange concept and he loves it
Ravus is scared of learning to change diapers
It’s his Magitek arm
He doesn’t want to accidentally hurt neither of them
At first he tried learning with only an arm
He grew frustrated
Look at how adorable of a dad this man is:
Ravus is going to wear a wool glove on his Magitek hand so that it’s soft and warm to the touch for baby girls
He’s grateful for attendants and nannies because having a baby is very time consuming and he has TWO newborns, and he’s in charge of an entire kingdom, but really he wants to learn all that a normal dad and mom learn and spend time with them.
That’s why he’s changing diapers even though in theory he doesn’t even need to
Little girls won’t allow anybody that isn’t Ravus to bathe them.
They’ll complain and cry if somebody tries, and Ravus has to go hold them and do it himself.
Ravus likes to bathe them at the same time, so they spend time together and that way he’s not taking the eyes off neither of them
Baby girls are spending the while together, but really their main focus is given all to Ravus
They’re staring and giggling and making grabby hands at him all the time while he’s bathing them instead of playing together
Ravus isn’t what you call ‘Playful’, so he’s not playing with them; he’s just taking a motherly care of them and worrying
Whenever they make grabby hands at him or seem impatient, Ravus caresses their cheek very tenderly and lovingly, and they either burst giggling or make a baby soundof agreement/pleasure
Ravus is mostly blank faced even now with his kids
Except now it isn’t “I am angry at you, him, her, they, us, it and myself and I hate the world” kind of blank face, but rather “I am calm, a bit worried, quiet”, looking almost sort of naive, even.
Ravus takes his time bathing them.
He’s scared of accidentally hurting or dropping or any accident happening
He’s the silently-paranoid kind of dad
Sometimes baby girls like to splash water on each other; Ravus smiles every time
The babies are a lot like papa, and they aren’t a hyperactive mess, even though they do laugh and giggle and like to play around
When they started crawling, Ravus started crawling with them
He didn’t think about it, he was just sat on the floor with them, and suddenly a baby girl pulled herself on hands and knees and started crawling
Ravus was SO AMAZED
It was like a kid discovering a fairy; he’s all *GASPS* WOAAH .A. and so without thinking he starts crawling after her/at her side, staring as she crawls
Baby girl #2 got inspired by her sister and papa and started crawling too
“*GAAASP .A.”
Please don’t open the door,there’s a .o. faced Ravus crawling after a pair of babies
Ravus likes to put bows on their heads; Baby girl #1 always wears silver ribbons and Baby girl #2 always wears purple ones
Ravus isn’t fan of dressing them the same clothes because he doesn’t want to confuse them
“Why do people do that, anyway? Why do they enjoy suffering finding out ho is who?”
“Ravus, you can identify which girl is which when they’re only in diaper”
“Yes, but what if I see them from afar and can’t tell which is which?”
“Ravus, it’s just cute that they dress the same.”
“It’s ridiculous. Each is an independent and strong baby, each should have her own style.”
“…Ravus they’re seven months old.”
Still, Ravus just doesn’t see the point in dressing them the same
He does, however, enjoy dressing them in something that matches but isn’t the same
Like same design of dress, but different colors
Or one wears Mickey the other is Minnie (can I have Disney in FFXV pls)
Ravus wanted to be the one in charge of teaching them to walk.
The man got extra soft foam mats especifically for this task
If they’re gonna fall, they better land somewhere extra soft
Ravus spends hours just teaching them
He’s incredibly patient, you wouldn’t believe it
Whenenver one of the girls gets to walk some steps, he’ll receive her in arms and cuddle her for some moments, giving encouraging phrases, and then he’ll continue trying so they improve
Even after they master their walking, he’s going to stay there still “teaching them” just for the hugs
The three love them, dammit
Ravus lived a tough military life so he’s not playful, but he tries to have fun with the girls
If they wanna poke him, he’ll let them; if they want to make him laugh, he’ll chuckle; if they want him to chase them, he will..he’s not going to be roaring and making dramatic faces, but he wlil chase after them because he knows they’re having fun
Ravus, his own way, is sort of having fun too
Baby girls are yelping out and giggling when he’s after them
He stays quiet but smiles and chuckles at times
Omg you should see these girls when they think it’s safe, and suddenly Ravus appears by the corner
“AH!!!! AHAHAHHAHAHAHA! o(≧▽≦)o”
Ravus is just there like (˙︶˙)
Baby girls team up to “attack” him
Ravus always let them win
Ravus can hear and sense them when they’re hiding behind something or under something, but he won’t say a thing.
He’ll even get in a vulnerable spot and position on purpose, so that they can jump onto him.
“Oh! Oh no, you have got me! Oh, no, you are so strong, I cannot stand back up. Oh, no. The pain. I surrender; I surrender, my princesses.”
Ravus is a bad actor
But baby girls don’t know that and they’re SUPER PROUD OF THEMSELVES AND THEIR SISTER OMFG THEY WON AGAINST DADDY! ( ´ ▽ ` )
Baby Girl #1 likes to chew on his ear when he’s down there being attacked.
Baby girl #2 likes to smack his back
Baby girls, ever since they were tiny, like to takea cloth and rub on papa’s Magitek arm for some reason
They want it to be SHINY
Ravus let them
Ravus was very wary of letting them nearby his arm, but he’s picked them up with it, has changed diapers, bathes them, and he figures he’s got no reasons to worry; it’s metal, but it’s his arm, after all, so he controls it and he would never do any harm to his babies
The babies may be quiet like papa, but they’re still incredibly curious
They’re trying to grab everything
Ravus used to be a paranoid mess
He got used very quickly to the girls’ constant attempts of grabbing everything that he’s mastered the technique Catch Them Without Looking
Baby girls trying to take the sword, he’s calmly taking it and putting it away
baby girls are trying to undo the belts of his boots, he’s reaching down to put them away
Baby girl #1 is trying to grab a glass and Baby #2 tries to grab a coin, Ravus keeps talking with Accordo’s first secretary without taking his eyes off her and grabs both babies without moving from his chair.
Baby girls like to play with his hair
Baby girls, when they grow to like 4 or so, start refusing to sleep until Papa goes say goodnight
Baby Girls call him “Dadvus” for quite a long while
Ravus isn’t sure who gave them the idea, but he’ll find them and probably smack and thank them at the same time
Ravus thinks art is very necessary in life, especially as a child, so he’s taking them to so many orchestra concerts and plays and dance performances.
Baby girls love it and always are a mess of clapping and cheering
Baby girls are performing their own dances in their room
Sometimes Ravus joins
Usually he just has to stand there and move the arms a little while baby girls dance around them
Lunafreya says it’s like a daemonic ritual and they’re sacrificing him to the gods
Ravus is also trying to get them into literature
He’s bought so many children book, he could make a library out of them
He does, actually
He gets an unimportant small room of the palace and asks it be turned into a library for his kids
As ages go it turns into the girls’ safe heaven
Every time Ravus knows one of them is sad, he’ll go to the little library and she’ll probably be there
Ravus is the best at comforting
Ravus understands pain very well, so he understands that it’s not about making them laugh; he’ll sit with them or lie at their side (Girl #2 particularly does lie on the floor when she’s sad) and he’ll just stay in absolute silence all the time
Usually baby girls end up crying and climbing onto him or snuggling at his side
That’s when Ravus hugs and kisses their head, but still says nothing
Curiously, it’s that he never asks what’s wrong and only offers his company what makes the sisters grow confident and trusty enough to tell him without being asked
Ravus likes reading to them when they still don’t know how to
He’ll sit with both on his lap and the book in front of the three, so he reads and teaches them like that
Ravus won’t skip the page if a baby girl insists she reads it until she gets it just fine
Ravus can spend an hour in the same page just to let them stare at the drawings and repeat the same words
(sometimes they get so excited they read an entire sentence they’ll repeat it over and over)
Ravus sits at a side of their bed (the girls still want to share bed) to read them bedtime stories
When they were like 5 they asked him to do it but lie in bed with them
Ravus doesn’t get the point of holding a book above his face , it’s tiring
He’s not complaining just because each twin is snuggled to each of his sides
Sometimes Ravus doesn’t bring a book; he’ll just lie in bed and tell them stories
At first he was telling them stories he had heard or learned or that he remembered (maybe sometimes altering a few facts, bc it may be too explicit)
He soon starts inventing his own stories
Papa Ravus has more than once fallen asleep there telling them stories
The twins’ even breath, so calm and peaceeful, and both so warm snuggled at their sides, it’s very soothing and he just…falls asleep
If King Ravus isn’t in his bed at morning, he’ll be at the girls’
Ravus has FAR MORE THAN JUST ONCE
as in SO MANY MORE TIMES
SO MANY TIMES
woken up with rainbows and other things drawn on his face
Seems like it’s a genetic thing bc baby girls are showing themselves to be early wakers, except they’re still kids so they wake up even EARLIER than Ravus himself
Thank the gods Ravus always showers before starting the day or he’d have….
….well it DID happen twice or three times, in his lazy days, that he went to have breakfast before showering
He’s got moogles drawn on his face
He’s going through the hallways of the palace greeting everyone, with moogles drawn on his face
Speaking of moogles, the girls love them
SO MUCH
It’s from the days Iris spent as temporary helper in the Fleuret palace, and once the babies were crying so much but they weren’t hungry or sleepy or dirty, so the only thing Iris thought about was to give them a moogle plush toy
Ever since then, the girls want EVERYTHING moogle themed
The room is moogle themed; walls and bedsheets and plush toys and their old onesies and their pajamas
Ravus has sworn to Lunafreya he will burn the room as soon as they grow tired of it
“Why do you hate moogles?”
“I don’t have them. But they are obsessed. I’m getting tired of seeing so many moogles.”
Ravus once held a moogle plush in hands and glared at it
“…of course it had to be. My curse, set by an Amicitia. Bloody Amicitias.”
Ravus had to agree once to dressing like a moogle mascot for his kids during winter celebrations
How can anybody say no to those sparkly, huge, beautiful grey eyes?
Ravus is not going to repeat that
He would have, if Lunafreya hadn’t taken photos of him
King Noctis has been sending him moogle memes ever since that day
Speaking of eyes
Each baby girl already claimed one of their father’s eyes
Ohmygod that sounds so creepy
Baby girl #1 says that the silver eye is hers, and Baby girl #2 says purple one is hers
(see what I did, it’s like the colors of their bows)
The girls aren’t allowed to touch the eye that isn’t their own
Because Ravus lets them touch his eyes
They are obsessed
“They are so pretty, papa, you don’t understand(」°ロ°)」”
Little girls are following Ravus everywhere, in a line, like ducks or chocobos
Ravus is mama hen
He’s going places and the twins walk in a line behind him
Whenever Ravus turns to face them, they’ll just look up at him and smile and say nothing
Ravus won’t question them
Ravus is letting them walk into the Council room and everywhere else except the bathroom
As they grow and Ravus starts attending his king duties with the time they require, baby girls start following him even more
Sometimes when they are “playing” (Ravus still plays in his strange style) and Ravus is called somewhere else, the twins will tackle or throw themselves to him screaming “NOOOOO” and try to stop him
It always worked when they were tiny, they landed on him and he was thrown on the ground helpless, right?
Nope ahahaha
Ravus is standing up with the girls hanging from him and going where he’s needed
There’s king Ravus, with a girl hugged to his back and the other hanging from his magitek arm
They’re biting him
Ravus is so strong and big he can just grab them by the back of their shirt or dress like they’re lion pups and put them down and away
Baby girls are waiting outside the council or throne room, sat in the hallway, arms crossed and refusing to leave until papa comes out
They’ll leave if Ravus, before or during or after his duties, gives them The Stare
It’s not mean or aggresive, it’s just a stare with a slight raise of the eyebrows and a slight tilt of the head that says “Baby girls, this is not right and I ask you to be good, please.”
Baby girls usually understand and stand up and behave really good with the nannies and allow them to walk them back to their room or the little library or the gardens while papa does his stuff
Ravus was put through such a harsh training and education when he was taken by Niflheim that he’s grown very wary and a bit terrified of nagging, and that’s why he sounds so soft with his girls
As in, he doesn’t like raising his voice at them or frowning or nagging them as normal
He’s trying to raise them in a way so that he can have soft but firm conversations and interactions with them so they don’t grow too pampered but also so he doesn’t have to raise his voice at them or anything
He’s just….so affected after Niflheim, that when he raises the voice just a notch at them and he sees their big and innocent eyes, he feels like he’s torturing them or something and he doesn’t want to be the bad guy :(
Ravus is raising them the “let’s express our feelings” way
“Clean your room, please” instead of “Look at this disaster”, “It’s time we go; say goodbye” instead of “how long are you going to make me wait?”, “Do not leave my side, okay?” instead of “where do you think you’re going?”, “Listen to me, please” instead of “I’m talking to you”, etc.
You thought Lunafreya could make a big change in his personality?
Pfft. She ain’t gotten nothing compared to his daughters.
The girls like to cling from his legs
There goes king Ravus through the hallways of the palace, with a girl hugged to each of his legs
Ravus is very strong and they weight nothing, so sometimes he literally forgets he’s got these pair hugged to his legs
He once walked into an important reunion with Niflheim’s Chancellor (a good one now that everything is peace, fight me) forgetting the girls were clinging to his legs
Remember how Ravus is grateful for nannies and such but wants to learn all that other dads and moms learn too?
Ravus asked Lunafreya to teach him to braid hair
The girls behave a lot like fairy tale princesses so they like to wear pretty hairstyles, and Lunafreya’s attendants or Luna herself always comb their hair as they want
Well Ravus wants to do it too
It feels important
Ravus was actually very slow at learning
It was already rather difficult on him, a Magitek hand isn’t much help
Ravus is practicing with a wig, and the hair sometimes gets stuck between the articulations of his metal arm
The poor thing isn’t giving up
He wants to be able to do this for his daughters
Ravus is going to practice every single day :’)
It took five months before Ravus dared try on Lunafreya
Ravus is the slowest person to braid hair
THE SLOWEST
He’s still scared of causing any harm and he’s nervous, so he’s doing it very slow
Luna’s neck and back hurt after sitting wtill and tense for so long but she’ll say nothing on it
Ravus has self-esteem but after Niflheim it’s incredibly fragile, so he needs this confidence
It takes him another 5 months of practicing with Lunafreya before he dares try with his daughters
King Ravus is always late to his duties from then on
“What were you occupied with, your Majesty?”
“My daughters wanted a double braid.”
His daughters are more important than his kingdom most days FIGHT HIM
During royal balls, Ravus will always ask his daughters for a dance
He carries both and dances with both at the same time a song, and then he’s dancing with each one individually
It’s super adorable
He does that ever since they were babies and couldn’t even speak yet
When they were babies, Ravus would carry them and dance himself
When they grow and can walk no troubles, it’s even more adorable because Ravus has to bend down (unless the girls ask him to pick them up)
Giant Ravus bent down and reaching the hands down so baby girl can take them and they can dance
Ravus was very moody when they started going to school outside the palace
“How can you all trust your child’s education to absolute strangers?”
Ravus, that’s….that’s your Tenebraean people, you should trust these teachers
Ravus never had anything against school until his daughters started going
Don’t worry he’ll grow used to it
Ravus is secretly sending undercover guards to make sure the girls make it safe to school and back
Like they don’t already have the man that picks them up
Ravus has tried going himself but #KingDuties
“Fuck being a king ヽ(`⌒´メ)ノ“
“RAVUS! Language D:”
“…gently fuck being a king.”
Don’t worry he doesn’t really hate it, he just gets moody lapses
Little girls still enjoy wearing their bows
Ravus now can braid their hair and decorate it with bows <3
He actually enjoys doing that
It’s very relaxing and he spends time with his daughters, so
He’s fan number 1 of braiding their hair
He lets them braid his hair
He’s letting them put bows on it, too
Whenever he’s in front of the media, Ravus is going to ask each of his daughters if she wants to stay
All the flashes, so many people, and all that noise can be overwhelming, so he’s not forcing them to stay if they don’t wanna
(I stole that from Britney Spears,omg, that’s a good mother)
Ravus is going to watch all the kid movies that the girls want to watch
Ravus will agree to dressing as the prince or hero of the movie for them
King Ravus is enemy number one to King Noctis on the social sites of internet during Night of All Saints (All Hallow’s Evening equivalent of Eos that I just impprovised); who’s got the best costumes, the Lucian king and his companions, or king Ravus, his sister and the little girls?
It’s almost always a draw
The girls behave like fairy tale princesses
Fairy tale princesses that love playing in mud
Some of Ravus’ clothes have had to be thrown because the girls always rush to hug him when they see him and sometimes they’re covered in so much mud, Ravus’ usual white clothing gets eternally stained
The only thing Ravus isn’t willing to do is cut their nails
He gets very nervous
Perhaps it’s a subconscious reminder; Niflheim gadgets, torture tools, all the weapons he saw, etc., so it just makes him very nervous to get something that he knows works to cut nearby his daughters
Ravus and his liking for art and how important he considers it to be lead him to teach music to his daughters
Except it’s been so long since he last had any music lessons himself
Niflheim and a war got in the way so
He’s re-learning with them
Ravus used to play cello, but he hates the sounds he’s making now due to his metal arm on the strings and the different sound it cause
So he’sp icking up flute
Metal against metal too makes sound, but what maters is what comes out of the air not the fingers
this isn’t an excuse for flute player moon raccoon to force flute onto one of its fave characters
Twin girls are picking Viola and Cello duo
Twin girls team up to still attack Ravus
Ravus now is showing “resistance”
Really he’s not fighting, just catching them beforre they land on him
Ravus will teach the girls into self-defense arts and the use of rapiers
Twin girls are going to grow becoming AMAZING fighters
Another thing similar to original post happens:
“Papa, can we get our own Magitek arm when we grow up, too? (ノ*°▽°*)“
“No.”
“〣( ºΔº )〣 BUT WHY ＼(º □ º l|l)/“
On their ninth birthday, Lunafreya gifted the twins one of those necklaces that splits in three parts.
The twins didn’t even need to ask, they ran to go gift the third part to Ravus
Ravus expressed later on to Luna that he would have wished it had been four parts because “you’re my family too, and theirs.”
Lunafreya explained that she knows and that nothing can change that, but there’s something very particular and special in the father-to-daughters bond, she wanted them to have something that’s only theirs
Ravus is going to wear it, along Lunafreya’s childhood moon necklace, every single day until the very same day that he dies
Ravus likes to sit at the gardens at night with both his daughters just to talk about anything and everything
He likes sitting among the flowers, not on benches
The three also enjoy of the silence of the gardens.
No matter how busy he is, Ravus will always go say bye and wish his daughters a good day at school before they have to leave
No matter how busy he is, Ravus will always go wish them goodnight
If Ravus can, he will move appointments or duties to later in the evening just so he can have lunch with the girls
Ravus will allow the kids to “camp” at the gardens
He’s also secretly placing a guard for the night to watch on them
“Papa, we want a chocobo :)”
Ravus wil get the damn chocobo no matter if he has to go to Lucis himself
Ravus will ‘scare’ the kids that he thinks are mean to his daughters
Really he just needs to stand there and frown a bit to said kids for them to run away
There’s not another kind of kiss that Ravus loves more than forehead kisses for his daughters
Each morning, each night, he’ll kiss each their foreheads
He also likes to caress their hair as he does, or when they’re asleep
Even when they’re grown and in separate beds, Ravus sometimes still wakes up in the middle of the night to go check on them
He always tucks them in if they’re uncovered, and give a kiss to their heads
His girls are truly a blessing to him, he still can’t understand how he deserves this happiness and these precious girls, so he may be a bit overprotective and a bit “exaggerated” about loving them.
Ravus sometimes gets poetic with them about it
He has expressed to them about how he “loves them so much, I get frustrated because all the years of my life will not be enough to demonstrate it as you deserve, but if this is the only life I have got to do it, I will dedicate it entirely to you.”
He doesn’t mean that he’s going to gift them every second of his existance, just that everything he does will be done dedicated to them, thinking about them
Which, as consequence, drives Ravus to become a much better person of himself each day, and helps him to be the best version of himself :)
Aaah! Now that was quite a post! ( ´ ▽ ` )
I hope you liked it anon, I put lots of love and time in here so I hope some of that love is visible in there ♡ ～(‘▽^人)
Smol child Prompto wants to get close to other kids and say Hi first and befriend them.
But smol child Prompto doesn’t want other kids to make the first move.
It’s fightening.
2 y.o. Prompto is sat in the child seat when going shopping with either mama or papa.
2 y.o. Prompto is yelling HI (°▽°)/ at other kids in other carts.
2 y.o. Prompto is exchanging lollipops/candies with the other kids of the other carts.
Smol child Prompto is sat at the conveyor belt.
Smol child Prompto has no idea how he ended up there.
So don’t his parents.
Smol, tiny child Prompto is looking at all the products mama and papa buy because they have a barcode.
They’re like me .A.
He’s trying to figure what he has in common with those things.
“MOMMY, LOOK, this one has it too!”
“MOM, MOM, shampoo has it too!”
“OMG MOM, BEEBEE HAS IT TOO.”
Beebee is one of his plush toys.
Smol child Prompto has assumed since he can remember and has for sure, just like the sky is blue and like the grass is green, that mama and papa bought him at the supermarket.
That’s why he has that barcorde.
Indeed, it was never a bother to him, or a drawing or a birthmark. It was his barcode because babies come from supermarkets, right?
Smol child Prompto never questioned where babies came from due to that previous assumption.
Smol child Prompto is a m a z e d by chocobos but has barely ever seen one.
Smol child Prompto’s screaming if he sees a chocobo plush.
You’re not shutting him up until you buy it to him.
Smol child Prompto is never taken nearby the toy section.
There’s too many chocobo themed things, his parents literally couldn’t afford all that if he sees them.
Smol child Prompto has more chocobo toys than memories with his parents.
They’re busy, don’t judge them.
Smol child Prompto can’t count how many chocobo plushies he has.
He hasn’t learned that many numbers. ;_____;
Smol child Prompto insists on sleeping with all of them.
All.
They don’t fit in the bed.
Smol child Prompto has a list:
This night, these first 10 chocobos sleep with him.
Next one, these other 10.
The next one, these other 10.
It’s never 10.
Smol child Prompto has troubles counting, okay, leave him alone.
Smol child Prompto is never getting out of his chocobo onesie.
N e v e r.
You don’t try to take it off him, he’s screaming.
Mama puts him in place (thanks gods) and he can have it off for bath and sleeping.
But he’s putting it back on as a daily basis thing.
Smol child Prompto’s running around the kindergarten practicing his KWEH.
Also wants all the other kids to see his onesie.
IT’S HIS PRIDE.
Smol child Prompto’s more used to nannies than papa or mama.
Parents arrive very late.
Smol child Prompto has tried to stay awake until they arrive.
Smol child Prompto’s always falling asleep.
Smol child Prompto thinks it’s his fault; it’s because he couldn’t stay up later that he fell asleep, and it’s because he stayed up late and still fell asleep why he overslept and woke up to papa and mama already gone again.
Smol child Prompto asked Chococaptain Commandocobo to keep watch at the window and tell him when his parents arrive.
He’s hugging him and telling him it’s fine, they’ll try later at night again.
Smol child Prompto LOVES MUSIC.
Smol child Prompto LOVES DANCING.
Smol child Prompto LOVES MUSIC BECAUSE IT MAKES HIM DANCE AND HE LOVES DANCING BECAUSE THERE’S MUSIC.
Smol kid Prompto is dancing in his room.
He’s falling onto his buttocks.
He’s standing up and retaking the dancing because it’s fine.
Smol kid Prompto’s going to take other kids by the hands and make them dance if he thinks they’re sad.
Dancing deletes sadness, you dance and you’re happy. :3
Also likes to sing.
He LOVES singing.
Smol child Prompto is singing everywhere.
EVERYWHERE.
Smol kid Prompto is singing in his room.
He’s singing in school.
He’s singing in the bathroom.
He’s singing through the park.
Through the living room.
Before sleeping.
At breakfast.
Any any eating time.
Smol kid Prompto is trying to eat but singing is more important.
He’s singing while chewing.
Food’s falling down his mouth.
He’s not shutting up, anyway.
Smol kid Prompto’s singing all the time.
He’s NEVER getting tired of singing.
This is what he and 2 of his kindergarten friends sound like: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cMhg84dfulY
Smol kid Prompto is the conductor of their singing.
Smol kid Prompto makes the songs, or chooses them.
Seriously, I can’t ever get tired of those adorable sounds, go click that link if you didn’t and picture tiny kid Prompto on duty.
Smol kid Prompto wants to be musician when he grows up.
Smol kid Prompto wants to teach chocobos to sing.
Smol kid Prompto has his own orchestra, but it’s more like a chorus, if you ask him.
It’s ALL his chocobos. They’re arranged on semi-circle in his room.
He’s conductor and has his own “music wand”.
Smol kid Prompto’s hands are flying everywhere around him when conducting.
Smol kid Prompto praises the chocobos and encourages them mid play.
Smol kid Prompto is clapping and cheering very loudly because he’s so damn proud of his orchestra.
He’s hugging them one by one after each presentation. They deserve it.
Smol kid Prompto’s terrified of noises around the house.
Smol kid Prompto’s not hiding under the bedsheets.
…okay, he is.
BUT he’s also brave enough to go check what’s making those noises.
Chococaptain Commandocobo goes with him to have his back.
Smol kid Prompto’s constantly frightening himself checking for the source of the noises.
Smol kid Prompto HATES mirrors.
“They let ghosts in, mama”.
Smol kid Prompto’s glaring at and fighting his own reflection.
It’s a ghost trying to personify him and trying to take his place in the real world and cage him in the ghostland for all eternity and nobody would notice they’re living with a fake Prompto and it’s going to murder everyone. HE’S NOT GOING TO ALLOW THAT.
Please don’t question smol kid Prompto.
Smol kid Prompto doesn’t understand why Cor isn’t his dad.
Not as in “WHY!? >:’(”, it literally puzzles him.
Cor always remembers his birthday, visits him often, buys him new clothes, actually cooks for him, talks lots with him, helps him with homework, and he draws with him, he’s literally what Prompto has heard dads are supposed to do so this is his dad, right? Why is everyone insisting he’s not?
Okay, Cor may visit only once per month, but the day he spends with him is FAR more attention than he usually gets on the other 29 days from anyone else, so ¿¿¿¿?????
Smoler kid Prompto is bought/given new clothes by Cor because mom and dad forget how fast children grow up, and Cor’s usually visiting to find the shoes are basically crushing his toes.
Smoler, tiny, younger kid Prompto used to think Cor was Dad and that his parents were Nannies that also hired their own Nannies.
So every time Cor comes visit smoler, tiny, younger kid Prompto believes and has for sure with entire security that he’s going home.
Smoler, tiny, younger kid Prompto is very puzzled when dad Cor leaves again and has to “leave him with the nannies”.
Smol kid Prompto wonders what his “real” house looks like, with papa Cor.
Smol kid Prompto wonders what his real mommy looks like.
Smol kid Prompto thinks there’s two Cors.
Smol kid Prompto hears parents speak about some “serious, quiet, frowning” Cor.
But the Cor kid Prompto knows laughs, plays, and is always smiling.
Smol kid Prompto doesn’t realize Cor’s smiling only because they’re together.
So…COR MUST HAVE AN EVIL TWIN D:
Smol kid Prompto’s TERRIFIED at the idea of Cor being hurt by his “ghost reflection” and replaced by it and that’s why his parents speak of a man he can’t identify as the real Cor.
Smol kid Prompto’s making sure Cor never passes in front of any mirror.
“NOOOOOOO!”
“No what, Prom?”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOHOHHOOHOOOOO ;___________;”
Please no, Cor, he’s terrified.
“But why-”
JUST NO, DAMMIT.
Smol kid Prompto only has friends at kindergarten; papa and mama are usually out on evenings, so smol kid Prompto’s childhood lacked daily goes to the park (only now and then with the nannies) or other kids’ houses.
But he’s happeh with his kindergarten friends in kindergarten, and happeh home with his chocobo plush toy army.
Smol kid Prompto spends evenings playing with them.
You should see him play Seek and Hide with the chocobos…
…when it’s their turn to count.
Smol kid Prompto’s usually falling asleep in his hideout place.
Smol kid Prompto assumes chocobos are simply TERRIBLE at seeking and finding people.
Smol child Prompto is constantly getting sick.
You know, the genes and inside biology…he wasn’t meant to live like a person at all.
So he’s slowly getting adapted.
Hence, constantly catching colds.
Papa Cor’s attending him.
Smol kid Prompto LOVES movies.
Smol kid Prompto has learned to pause them.
He’s pausing movies in his favorite parts so he can stare at the frozen picture.
Gods, he loves pretty pictures.
He wants to have all these separate frozen fragments somewhere so he could keep them individually.
Smol kid Prompto likes to stare at things he likes pretty.
Smol kid Prompto likes to stare at things but they usually move or change.
He likes that they change but he also wishes he could keep one frozen picture of things because it’s just so pretty.
If only there was a device that could do that stuff…
Smol kid Prompto is terrified by teenage girls.
They are so tall and scary ;_____;
Smol kid Prompto’s terrified of fireflies.
But he’s amazed by trains and cars.
Smol kid Prompto is too sensitive to the cold.
Smol kid Prompto is constantly in that chocobo onesie to stay warm.
…of course, not like it’s an excuse just to wear it or anything.
Smol kid Prompto asks for a wish every time he sneezes.
Please don’t question him.
Smol kid Prompto thinks that the dots of his face are marks of raindrops.
He’s running away from rain.
Don’t let it touch him, my god.
Smol kid Prompto is finding out his friends don’t have codebars.
Smol kid Prompto at first thinks the other children were stolen or that the Astrals didn’t finish them and the parents bought them not noticing it.
Smol kid Prompto starts getting nervous when it’s more than just 4 children that don’t have codebars.
Smol kid Prompto realizes his parents don’t have one either.
Nor does Cor.
Smol kid Prompto has realized nobody but him has it.
Smol kid Prompto’s starting to grow insecure because of it.
Smol kid Prompto’s crying and terrified of continuing playing with his friends because he thinks they’ll think he’s defective.
Mom’s constantly telling him he’s okay and fine, but smol kid Prompto’s grown too insecure.
Mommy tried to reassure him it’s fine, but she’s buying him wristbands to give him a little confidence because he’s just not convinced, hoping he’ll grow comfy to take them off when he grows up.
Look here comes smol kid Prompto.
Smol kid Prompto’s TERRIFIED.
He’s panicked.
He’s running to his nanny.
“MISS. MISS. I CAN’T SEE MY EYES.”
Also realized he can’t see his forehead.
Don’t you DARE suggest he uses a mirror >:(
Smol kid Prompto DAMN LOVES ANIMALS.
He’d make good rescuer with kid Iggy.
Smol kid Prompto is hugging ALL THE DOGS that he sees.
He’s hugging all the kittens.
He’s trying to hug the birds.
Not petting. He’s hugging them.
Smol kid Prompto that has lost confidence to befriend other kids is befriending all the animals he sees.
His parents lose him at the park, but worry not.
He’s sat somewhere surrounded by three dogs, always.
Why are the dogs obeying him
How
Smol kid Prompto’s having therapy talk with the dogs.
Smol kid Prompto’s playing with the dogs.
Smol kid Prompto is befriended to all the dogs of the neighborhood.
Also most of the dogs of the park.
Smol kid Prompto wants to walk dogs.
He’s still too small :’(
Smol kid Prompto’s asking his parents for dog treats so he can carry them around every time he goes out with his parents or the nannies so he can feed ALL THE DOGS that he sees.
The dogs of the park now tackle him as soon as they see him.
Smol kid Prompto can’t have a dog of his own :’(
But he’s okay with being friends with all the local dogs.
They’ve never said anything mean about his codebar. <3
I was midways through this, I thought it saved in my clipboard, copied something else, and WOOPS MS Word thought it’d be a good idea to BETRAY ME. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Edit: IT HAPPENED TWICE.
I am so angry. (￣︶￣)
Gonna start over, but hey! Let’s look at the bright side. I don’t know which it is, but there’s gotta be one. (￣︶￣)
Dear anon, first of all, I’m sorry for taking so long. Yours was here before I posted this other one (they were in inbox at the same time but with many other requests/asks in between), so it’s been a while.
Dear other anon (the one of the pic), I kind of melt a little at the way you say ‘Please’. I believe you’ve been here before for other requests and the little “Please”s at the beginning always kill me a little. It’s so nice. (*ﾉ▽ﾉ)
I do hope the wait will be worth it, though.
Ireallyhope so.(・ u ・)
This goes for you two. ♡ ～(‘▽^人)
Ardyn with twin daughters:
Ardyn created these two.
You’re not getting the point; he literally created them.
After 2000 years of life and nearly killing EVERYBODY ON EOS, it’s kind of hard to aspire for a partner, and Ardyn ain’t really interested in one, but he wanted to have kids, so he used his daemonic powers to literally create his babies.
He wanted two kids so he was like “I’m going to make both at once, then. What’s the worst that can happen?”
Hahahahahahahha, Ardyn you IDIOT.
So basically these girls are like Prompto; only the dad’s genetics. And daddy is a daemon piñata, so these girls are half human half daemon.
Best family EVER.
When they finally appeared in front of him, newborn and lying there, Ardyn was like
“Okay. So I wanted kids. And here they are. Fantastic. Uhm…yeah. Great. ………now wat (・・;) ”
Lmao Ardyn is going to figure out that having a kid is troubles.
And he has TWO.
This bloody idiot.
He tried to convince Aranea to help him 24/7
Aranea smacked him.
Pfft, like he needs her. He’ll be best dad ever, you’ll see.
Ardyn you just forgot your other child on the ground.
Don’t worry, Ardyn will get a grip of this.
Now that was the beginning of this story and explanation, now get ready for the real headcanons of the daily life of Papa Ardyn with his twin daughters:
Ardyn loves both in equal measures but never confuses which is which.
As you know from that other post, Ardyn likes to raspberry them whenever he changes their diapers or clothes.
Ardyn adores to kiss their cheeks and tummies.
Baby Twin #1 adores his hair, so he’s usually picking her and dropping her on his head like she’s but a tiny kitty, and lets her play with and pull from his hair all that she wishes.
Baby Twin #2 adores his beard, so he’s usually holding her close or letting her stay close to pat at and rub at his beard.
This makes things difficult because Ardyn has to keep it short all the time, enough so it’s felt, but not too much so it’s gone, but has to shave when it grows too long and baby twin #2 is upset when he’s shaved clean, so it’s a mess, really.
The twins love Ardyn’s real face.
It’s the best way to have them stop crying, show it to them, coo at them while with his deamon face on.
Sometimes the twins will wake up in the middle of the night to cry, so Ardyn has to go check them.
You’d think they want food or that they peed or something, but nope. They just want to see Ardyn’s daemon face.
You cannot blame them, they’re basically daemons, they love his face.
Ardyn loves to have conversations with them.
They’re smol babies so they don’t understand, but Ardyn loves to talk long with them and never gets tired.
He uses baby voice and toys with their hands a lot as they ‘talk’.
His baby voice is a slight raise of his voice pitch, and it’s always in almost a murmur, and he’s constantly laughing softly and lowly and kissing at their cheeks or hands.
This man is ridiculously sweet with his babies.
Ardyn bids goodnight by kissing both cheeks of both babies, so that’s 4 kisses each night.
Ardyn reads them to sleep.
Ardyn loves to carry each baby in each arm, to rock both at the same time, and hum them to sleep, too.
Sometimes it’s impossible to get this man away of his daughters when it’s bedtime, so he just stands there all night.
Not like he needs sleep, anyway.
Plus, his daughters are his entire universe, he could watch them all day and not get bored.
Ardyn quietly humming to them turns into a daily thing.
Ardyn actually has a nice voice for humming.
The look in his face when he looks at them, dammit, he loves them so dearly it’s impossible.
Ardyn can go all day hugged to his babies.
They make him so happy and he loves them lots, he can’t let go.
The babies sometimes pat or caress his face, and he loves when they do.
You should have seen this man’s face when he discovered onesies.
You’re NEVER going to get twin girls out of their onesies.
Ardyn’s favorite to dress them in is the moogle ones.
ARDYN LOVES MOOGLES AND ARDYN LOVES HIS DAUGHTERS OKAY THIS IS THE BEST COMBINATION SINCE OXYGEN + FIRE
Baby girls love to fight each other for mere fun.
These baby girls are daemons, so there’s a lot of black mist and weird liquid on their faces and fangs and hisses and magic and this is demonic, satanic stuff.
Ardyn watches like “Aaaaaw! ♡ ～(‘▽^人) “
He cheers them on so both dare themselves to be stronger than Sis.
If a baby girl accidentally makes her sister cry, she’ll cuddle her until she’s not upset anymore.
They they will continue fighting.
Both babies always pat each other on the head after they’re done fighting.
What is this demonic family
Ardyn likes to dress the girls the same in matching clothes
Ardyn grows as a fanboy of costume stores
He visits costume stores at least once a week to see what’s new so he can get his daughters
Ardyn’s dressing them in costumes no matter if it’s just a normal day
Baby girls have been female Ifrits, garulas, moogles (YES, they have the onesies AND costumes), black & yellow chocobo, bats, fairies, kittens and all other things available in stores.
Speaking of costumes, this family has the best Trick or Treating in the world, because they can either dress up or just pull their real faces out.
“*GASPS* That’s such a realistic costume! D:”
Lmao Barbara these are real daemons shut up and hand out the candies
Ardyn and the smol girls like to play monster a lot.
Ardyn will pull his real face out and will act as if though “real Papa” is possessed, and Smol Twins will team up to ‘rescue papa’.
Ardyn chases both around the house and could go on for hours.
Sometimes smol twins hide and ambush Ardyn.
Ardyn will “fight” them and growl and try to raspberry them.
Some of these times, Ardyn will let them win.
The reward is having his human face out again while he acts as if though he had just been rescued.
“My heroines! You’ve saved me, you two are so strong! (˙︶˙)♡”
Ardyn likes to praise them a lot.
They’re his most beloved treasure, he’s often telling them how pretty and how strong they are.
Ardyn likes playing patty cake with both.
AT THE SAME TIME.
One hand per girl, so both are entertained.
It’s such a challenge, omfg
Ardyn says in-game he doesn’t feel physical pain so I’m going to assume his physicality isn’t too sensible so:
the twins like to hide. On his head.
Sometimes, baby twins will team up so one helps the other on top of Papa Dyn’s head, and Ardyn will go for hours with her hidden there and won’t know where she is,mistaking the weight on his head for his hat.
what is this family doing
The twins like to steal his hat and run away.
Twin little girls like to try his hat on.
It’s too big so it’s always falling to cover half of their faces, but that only makes them burst into a giggling mess, and both share the hat so each can try it over and over.
Ardyn usually watches while smiling and lets them play with it because dammit, they are adorable and he loves them.
As they’re often dressed the same, they always try to trick Ardyn into changing their names for their sister’s, but Ardyn always knows who is who.
Still, he sometimes pretends he’s been fooled and ends up playing with them.
Ardyn and twin girls like to curl up together to watch movies.
There’s Ardyn, watching princess movies because HE CAN.
There’s baby girls, watching gore because THEY CAN.
These girls like both fairy tales and horror movies, okay, let them be
Ardyn prefers the princess themed ones.
Papa Ardyn sits in the middle and each twin curls at each of his sides.
If it’s a musical movie, Ardyn will sing and dance to them with his kids.
He learned all the lyrics to all their favorite movies’ songs so he could sing them with them.
Ardyn’s not embarrassed to often dress up as the prince or hero of the movies so his kids have someone to play with.
They’re often calling the attention because they go in costume to the theatres when a new child movie is released.
Plus it’s three red-haired from which two are adorable twins, they are THE BEST FAMILY EVUR.
The three also curl in bed when it’s story time.
Ardyn lies in the middle and each twin at each side, in a way so the three can look at the big children book in Papa’s hands.
Ardyn likes to read to them slow and with the required emphasis, and truly enjoys of this.
Each twin likes to point at which part of the drawing of that page is their favorite before turning the page.
As they grow, Ardyn teaches them that way to start reading, at bedtime stories.
He reads a sentence, then encourages one girl to read the next one, and both him and sister help if she gets stuck, then he reads another, and encourages the other girl to do as her sister before, and so on and on until the three finish the book together.
The three are often falling asleep together.
Ardyn joins them in their tea parties.
You should see it, it’s Skyscrapper Tall Ardyn sat in a chair the size of a four year old, having invisible tea with two tiny girls, a headless chocobo plush, and a daemon plush toy.
Ardyn loves to smooch his daughters’ cheeks.
Every morning and every night, there’s still his ritual of kissing the four cheeks.
But there’s also random smooching of cheeks across the day.
Ardyn tried hiring Ignis to teach his daughters to bake cookies and muffins.
Ignis hung up on him.
The Daemon Family are learning on their own.
“Who needs that sassy nerd, anyway? ヽ(ˇヘˇ)ノ “
Ardyn went tantrum that day because dammit Ignis’ cookies are the best, how could he be rejected? ;____;
oh I wonder why Ardyn
The Daemon Family almost burnt their own house.
The Daemon Family are learning at their pace, don’t pressure them.
They’re having a lot of laughs together at the failed results.
Once they get a grip of it, the Izunia ain’t going to stop baking from now on.
They have Cookie Monday, Muffin Tuesday, Brownie Wednesday, Cake Thursday, and so on and on because the three LOVE desserts okay
They don’t seem to be affected by sugar, these lucky people.
They joke and play around while they’re baking.
They bake together btw
Little twins team up to use the rolling pin, each holding an end
Ardyn’s in charge of putting things in the oven and out of it.
They like to sing and do silly dances while they’re waiting for things in the oven.
Little girls are often dancing on the counter.
The Izunia always end up all covered in dough and flour, but the result is worth it and they eat their desserts together.
Ardyn still adores to dress them up.
He wants them to feel like princesses, both powerful and beautiful, so he takes a lot of time (and love <3) into prettying them.
Nothing that makes them adult, all according to their age, ofc.
Ardyn practiced since they were babies so that when they grew up he could be prepared: hair braiding.
(Ardyn practiced since they were babies just so when they grew up he could give them pretty hairstyles, aaaawww <3)
Ardyn likes to braid their hair using colorful ribbons.
RIBBONS. ARDN LOVES TO PUT RIBBONS ON THEM.
Ardyn also loves to let them braid or comb his hair.
As each twin wants to make a braid or tail on him, he assigned a side of his head to each girl.
This always results in Ardyn inevitably getting two ponytails or braids.
Lmao Ardyn with two ponytails.
He’s proud of the result.
For each drawing that little twins make for him, he makes one for each.
They have an entire room just to work as gallery for their drawings.
Ardyn loves to cuddle the heck out of these two.
Twin girls have each chosen one of Papa’s arms for themselves; Twin #1 ‘own’s the left arm and Twin #2 ‘owns’ the right one, so if both go hug papa, they’ll reach for their respective arm to be hugged with.
Twin #1 calls Ardyn “Papa Addy”
Twin #2 calls Ardyn “Papa Dyn”
He calls them Treasure and Jewel
Ardyn’s coming up with random nicknames for them all the time
Pumpkin & Carrot
Choco & Bo
Sea & Lake
Pebble 1 & Pebble 2
Boot & Show
Ardyn suffered when the girls were in age of going to school.
Ardyn cried dropping them at the entrance.
Ardyn waited at a bench literally across the street until school was over.
When twin girls came out, Ardyn immediately brought them in arms and hugged them like he hadn’t seen them in ages and cried on them while cuddling them.
“Papa, it was only 5 hours”·
“I WAS MISERABLE FOR FIVE HOURS”
Ardyn’s hating to take them to school.
Ardyn lasted 2 months
One day, Ardyn was like FUCK THIS SHIT ヽ(‵﹏´)ノ and broke into the school with his daemonic face on.
He took his little girls in arms and exaggeratedly growled at anyone he saw.
You should have seen the other kids, ahahaha, they’re like
All kids are running around flipping desks and chairs and Ardyn’s still growling like when he plays monster except he’s trying to look scary
He walked away of school with twin girls in arms
“I have decided you two aren’t going to school. Who needs school?”
…Ardyn please that’s not how you parent
“We don’t need school, papa?”
“I haven’t been to school in like 1980 years and LOOK AT ME, I’M FINE, you don’t need that”
Ardyn pls stop
Ardyn still hates everyone but his family, so he hates that somebody else is teaching his kids, so nope, they stay home
The Daemon Family like to mess with the Lucian crown prince and his squad·
Twin girls often pretend they’re lost just to kick Noctis’ leg when he gets close
Noctis you dumbass are you not seeing the lost girls you find are always THE SAME?
The Daemon Family are often stealing Ignis’ baked cookies and desserts.
The Daemon Twins like to mess with poor Prompto who watched too many horror movies that involve little girls, so now these two appear to him when he least expects it just to scare the hell outta him
Prompto hasn’t slept good in two years
The Daemon twins like to jump the rope
They’re two so they often are in charge of swinging the rope while Papa jumps
Papa doesn’t fit in the tiny space
He’s too big
These three have a messed up way of talking because Twin 1 starts a sentence, Ardyn continues it, and Twin 2 finishes it, then they switch the order
They want to confuse you.
Sometimes little girls will burn things just for fun.
Ardyn is proud of them.
Little girls like to rip parts of plush toys off and exchange them so this head goes here instead and this arm here, so they have a lot of Frankenstein toys.
Ardyn thinks they’re far, far better creature-makers than Verstael fool.
Ardyn always gets two birthday cakes, one for each twin.
He’s learning what each twin likes individually, so his gifts are always different for each twin.
He packs the gifts himself with colors each twin likes most.
Sometimes, like they play monster, they play Dragon.
Ardyn can make fire, so he pretends to be a fierce dragon that the twins must defeat (don’t worry, he makes sure the fire makes no harm)
Ardyn always lets them win
That is, after a good ‘fight’, growling, and raspberries.
The pillow fights in this family are majestic.
Ardyn’s bought a ridiculous quantity of pillows just for whenever they enter a pillow fight.
There’s feathers and stuffing everywhere.
Ardyn measures his strenght not to harm any twin by accident
The twins use FULL FORCE on him
Look, it’s three DAEMONS having a pillow fight, that’s pretty normal
Twins are still teaming up for everything, so pillow fights are basically twins vs. Ardyn
Sometimes, the twins hide from Ardyn by hiding under his coat (when he’s not wearing it)
The twins will steal it and drop it on the floor, then hide under it
It’s so BIG and they’re so small that they can go unseen once hidden under all that fabric.
Ardyn knows where they are because of his daemon senses tingling in presence of theirs, but he pretends he has no idea.
It’s ridiculously adorable and it takes all his might not to burst out into “Aaaws” or laughs.
When the twins grow old enough, he stops reading them to sleep, but switches to telling them stories by heart, whether it’s personal experience or a fantasy tale.
No matter how old the girls get, Ardyn will never let one night go without kissing their cheeks.
He often tells them he loves them, and he loves each individually.
He goes to the bed of one twin, kisses her cheeks, laughs a bit with her.
“Goodnight, sweetie. I love you. And I love you.”
The first one is like generally, and second one is personal, emphasized with a poke to the nose.
He goes to the bed of the other twin, kisses her cheeks, laughs as well, and says the same words except with different nickname.
This is so they know he loves them as twins, and personally too.
Sometimes, the little twins will sneak into Ardyn’s bedroom to cuddle with him.
Maybe it’s their daemonic side, but they love how cold Ardyn is despite his endless layers of clothes, so they curl up at his side to fall asleep.
Ardyn has noticed their midnight sneaking, but doesn’t nag them for it.
He loves to sleep with his daughters curled at his sides, so why would he complain about it?
All the love that Ardyn doesn’t feel for the world, he feels it for his daughters.
They are his heart and veins; without them, he has no reasons of existance.
Speaking of existance, his made sense when he had his twins.
Having lived 2000 years until them, oh, it was worth it and beyond that.
This is Papa Ardyn with his twin daughters.( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡
You know Moon Raccoon, I never once considered Ignis studying ballet. Yoga, absolutely. But ballet never crossed my mind! He's lean and limber, strong and graceful... It makes perfect sense! Please, give me more ballet Ignis! It's just so BEAUTIFUL!
First off- I LOVE when you guys call me by Moon or Moon Raccoon or Raccoon. Like AGH I melt when you do.
Hahaha, well, I said the ballet thing out of a mere joke. I don’t really headcanon it, but I won’t reject it either; like you say, it would make SO MUCH sense! The mere way he stands is that of a classical dancer. Dude, I know. I’m friends with some. I know the way they stand.
And the way he moves, and all his elegant motions, and Noctis says it himself; he’s so stylish. BALLET IGNIS FOR THE WIN.
Let’s see what I can do with this:
Viktor Nikiforov is his coach.
What do you mean this is not ice skating- oh right ballet sorry where was I
He started attending ballet classes at age 4.
It was his own choice despite his young age.
He attended some christmas ballet-opera with his uncle and he insisted he wanted to be ‘like the man in red, uncle, please’.
Starting young, you can tell adult him is GREAT.
Like, he’s not just great.
HE’S G R E A T.
His teacher hates him because he always rejects all the offers to be the main role in all plays.
“BUT WHY, YOU’RE THE BEST DANCER I HAVE EVER HAD.”
“I promised prince Noctis to cook for him that night.”
Truth is, Ignis is taking ballet as practice and work-out for his duty as Noctis’ guard, and for personal, intimate passion. He doesn’t want to show off on a stage.
Not like it’s wrong, but that’s Ignis to you.
Ignis wearing a unitard.
Ignis wearing a fit unitard.
Ignis wearing a sexy, black unitard.
*nosebleeds*
Enough said, I need this.
Okay, another lovely mental image, have it:
Ignis, in his unitard, quiet, alone in the hallway, putting on his ballet slippers.
Lovely.
Ignis had tried to keep it a secret and managed to get it until about age 18 or so, Brotherhood era.
Gladio was first to find out.
Ignis had stayed a bit late at ballet classes, so he had to hurry when it was time for his battle practice at the Citadel.
When he arrived and greeted Gladiolus and everything, the Amicitia, for some reason, stared at him in shock and followed him in silence.
Gladio watched him all over his work-out.
Ignis stopped midway to angrily question him what the matter was.
“Nothing. I’m just very curious. Very.”
“Why?”
Gladio will point at his feet.
“I had no idea you trained in ballet slippers.”
Turns out, in the hurry Ignis forgot to put on proper shoewear.
He’s been walking around Citadel in ballet slippers for half an hour and training another half.
Gladio laughed at him for a week.
Only a week because after 6 days Ignis stated Gladio would not last in ballet one sole day.
You don’t dare an Amicitia to something, they’ll do it.
Gladio tried out.
Gladio lasted 30 minutes in ballet class.
Ignis was his teacher in the unnocupied room.
“That’s not work-out music.”
“No. It’s Tchaikovsky. Any questions?”
“How hard can it be? You just stand on your tiptoes, put your arms up like a princess, spin around and shake the butt.”
Hello, Gladio, this is reality striking you in the face with a shovel.
“And, plié. Relevé, stand, and plié. What’s wrong, Gladiolus?”
“Nothing…”
“Okay. And now, we move our foot like- front and back and side and pump and side and back and front and side and pump, and plié.”
“…wat”
“And now we stretch our leg like this”
“IGNIS HOW THE FUCK, LOOK AT YOUR LEG, OHMYGOD ARE YOU SURE YOU HAVE BONES, HOW DO YOU- OHMYGOD”
Gladio learned what really working out to exhaustion is.
Gladio never made fun of Ignis ever again.
Ignis’ LOVES practicing on his own.
Ignis loves having the practice hall to himself to play something and do his routines.
Graceful Ignis, holding the bar with a hand, the other dancing softly with him, his knees separating and his body going down, coming back up, and back on his tiptoes.
Lovely mental image.
Despite his years of training, his tight schedule of royalty issues doesn’t let him dedicate full to it, so he’s not a wonder of ballet.
Still, he’s excellent and he knows it.
Ignis can use his flexibility to cheer any of the guys up…be prepared on how:
Ignis is going to take his glasses off…with his foot.
It works.
He’s sometimes also going to hold his mug of coffee with a foot as well and will deliver an awful joke if he thinks any of the guys needs some cheering up.
It doesn’t work.
When Prompto finds out, and once the journey begins, he’s going to ask Ignis for some ballet poses so he can photograph them.
Ignis agrees so long Prompto doesn’t show them off in social media.
There you go on the photos snapped by Prompto:
Grand jeté at Duscae’s lake.
Full split at Hammerhead.
Scorpion pose at Gladin Quay with Anglegard as background.
Closed forth position of feet and fourth of arms, smiling, at the desert.
The possibilities are endless.
I have a good one.
Imagine the boys climbing up Ravatogh. Then they reach this place where they road ends and there’s a big gap on the rock bridge.
“We can’t cross. We’ll have to find a way around.”
“Yes, we can.”
Ignis is going to stretch a little, and then he’s going to happily half-jog half-skip towards the gap.
Everyone’s yelling at him not to try it.
Ignis jumps like
GRAND JETÉ
Ignis landed a MAJESTIC grand jeté and gave it a practical use too.
He loved it.
He loved it so much he’s going to Grand Jeté his way across the rest of the journey.
Separated at Cauthess?
GRAND JETÉ.
Floor crumbling down at Steyliff?
GRAAAAND JETÉEEE.
Can’t find your way across Altissia to the other side of the water by land?
GRAND JETÉ ACROSS THE CHANNEL.
Leviathan attacks?
GRAND JE-
It didn’t work.
I didn’t say that, I’m sorry.
He learned both of the main roles to Romeo and Juliet ballet.
Just for fun.
He knows Swan Lake by heart even though he prefers other stuff.
Nutcracker’s not his cup of tea but he loves the Arabian Coffee piece.
Not cause of the coffee though.
He LOVES the Spaniard Chocolate piece of the same ballet, though.
Have it if you don’t know it IT’S BEAUTIFUL https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2KgVQIWkMFk
Okay, I found a choreographed version.
If you mentally see Ignis as the man…
Boi
Look at it and imagine it’s him:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J0nuGa7-QpU
So graceful?
I prefer the more speeded version but this was choreographed so
Ignis does prefer the slower ballet pieces.
His favorites tend to be on minor key, musicly speaking.
Dark, mysterious and /or sad. His aboslute faves.
After the incident of Altissia and after Noctis’ disappearance, he not only loses ability to cook and read and drive, ballet is affected too.
In ballet you need to focus your eyes on ONE sole point, literally, so your head and body can do it right.
Welp…he tries, but it’s not the same, you know?
Not at first, ofc.
I imagine first time he retook ballet once in eternal night.
All alone in some room, and blindly searching in his phone for one of the slowest ballet piano pieces he has.
And then doing his routine, but 10 times slower and much more fragile as reflection of himself in those moments.
Dammit me.
I think I just ran out of headcanons.
Enjoy? Lol, thank you fellow mate! Now I can’t stop picturing Ignis Grand Jeteing his way across Lucis and I love it. ❤
Somebody please draw a beautiful Ignis on unitard putting his slippers on akjdskdfj ❤
Pretty sure Iris and her friends are together a hardcore gladnis shipper. and I am very very sure they are the ones spreading stories about the affair between the prince's adviser and shield. Ignis is embarrass ofc especially when the glaives (especially NYX!) teases him about his relationship with gladio. ofc gladio will be like "hell yeah Insomnia i'm dating the hottest dude in Eos and he is mine so no touching!"
Whether I like it or not, Iris is the number 1 fan of Gladnis ship. You can see it in her face.
I so picture what you think, fellow anon, haha, like, she and her friends could just come up with cute stories between the two every time they have a sleepover party, like oral fanfiction, and they’ll squeal and be a mess, and possibly stalk the two of them too, and Iris spies for them, and wil share even the slightest of interactions ahaha like
“GUYS LISTEN the other day, in the Citadel, Ignis looked at Gladio for 3 seconds”
And everybody will just lose their head to that, lol
And ofc they start spreading everywhere that Gladio and Ignis are boyfriends (they always add “they just don’t know yet” but nobody listens to that second part of the news), so eventually the rumor goes and goes and goes until all of Insomnia think they’re together
And Ignis will only notice months later in a magazine with a photo of the two and he’ll be like I AM WHAT WITH WHO
And Gladio will just laugh and since the news he will start following Ignis everywhere to make fun of him (partly as a joke and partly trying to really conquer him)
But Ignis will just be SO. DAMN. EMBARRASSED.
Because the Kingsglaives are making fun of him and teasing him THE ENTIRE time. Crowe especially is like “I KNEW IT” at first and later like “Come on, Ignis, you KNOW you like him, stop denying it to yourself”.And Nyx will be part of the “He’s totally crushing on Gladio, just hasn’t realized” and will always bring the subject up in conversations whenever he’s with Ignis.
And Clarus hasn’t looked at him the same ever since ohmygod
ANd KING REGIS FUCKING CONGRATULATED HIM
“I knew you would open yourself to your own heart and accept it. I’m proud of you.”
And Ignis is SO EMBARRASSED BECAUSE NO, YOUR MAJESTY, IT’S ALL WRONG, WE’RE JUST- NO.
Long story short, Ignis denied it for like an entire year before realizing he’s totally head-over-heels for Gladio and will just accept going out with him, except he’ll do it like “Yeah, whatever >:’(” because while he IS happy, he’s also humiliated in defeat because, yeah, everyone told him he would end up like that, he had denied it and
PART 2: (Toast), Ignis an Gladio keep their love lives to themselves as much as possible. Especially when they fight, (As not to upset Noctis and Prompto) They still communicate non verbly though. Ignis- has come up with a fool proof system that alerts Gladio to his disaproval of something: by making him toast. No meat sticks or noodles-just slightly burnt toast. 'When he is served just bread- he's in over his head'. The 'char' level varies upon the severity of the offense.
BRILLIANT.
That sounds like a very Ignis thing to do, tbh.
I can just picture them sat at camp one day, and Ignis starts handing each boy his dish, and there’s grilled barramundi for Noct, grilled barramundi for Prom, grilled barramundi to himself…and then there’s Gladio sat at his chair looking down at his lap where he has a dish with one lonely toast.
“Woah, Ignis, why didn’t you cook something for Gladio, too? That’s a bit cruel, dude. Are you on a diet, bro?”“…something like that. I think.”“Look at it, it’s so burnt it’s black, hahaha.”“Yeah…never before had I seen it so burnt, Iggy. It’s…black. You’re…kidding, right?”“I most certainly am not.”
That’s when Gladio knows he fucked up reaaaal bad this time.
Bruh. That’s the most passive-aggressive indirect way of showing his discontent. It’s even worse than “We need to talk” would EVER sound, haha! Poor Gladio x)
