Hello! Can I request 17 37 42 44 from you February prompt list for Namjoon please? 😊
Put a Pin in it.
You shut of the blaring alarm and lie back down, desperate to get just a few more moments of warmth before you start the day. Namjoon’s arm snakes across your waist as he lets out a tired groan. You smile fondly, moving your hand so you can run your fingers through his newly dyed grey hair.
“Why do we have to get out of bed?” his voice is muffled by the pillow he has buried his face into, but you can still hear the pout.
“Because… we have things to do, people to see… or more accurately, you have things to do and people to see, I’m just the loving girlfriend that agree to come with you regardless of the ungodly hour.” You glance at the time on your phone. 6 a.m. You pull back the covers, but instead of releasing you, Joon shifts more of his weight onto you. He has you pinned down. You couldn’t move even if you wanted to.
“Nope, not today.” He nuzzles into your stomach. Trailing little kisses where your pj’s have ridden up. You squirm, the soft pecks making you ticklish. Pushing at him does nothing, all the hours he has put into his body have made it impossible for you to escape his clutches. “Let’s put a pin in it. I’ll text them all. Tell everyone we are incapable of leaving the house anymore. We are going to stay here forever and ever and ever...”
“I love you so much… please shut up.” He lifts his face off of your tummy, puppy dog eyes boring into you. He fakes a sniffle and nearly gets you to relent. “No, your mother will blame me if we don’t turn up for lunch, Yoongi will have a fit if you aren’t in the studio, and JK will just be really sad. Do you want to make the boy sad?” your voice sounds a lot stronger than your resolve. If he had pushed anymore you would’ve given up. Luckily, he didn’t. Instead he sat up properly and stretched, the sliver of his toned stomach peeking under his shirt distracting you from getting out of bed.
“Fine, just one more kiss?” it wasn’t really a question, he had already pulled you close to him. He kissed you gently.
“EW… morning breath.” You push at his chest as he showers you with more kisses. When he finally releases you from the onslaught, you slide off the bed.
“You don’t have to come with me you know? You could get back into bed and stay here all day, I wouldn’t mind.” He always feels so bad when he drags you to work with him, especially when a visit from his parents was involved.
“Are you trying to get rid of me?” you gasp in mock betrayal. He stands and makes his way to you faster than you would’ve thought possible.
“What?! No never, but… I” Sleepy Joon is always caught off guard when you play with him like this. You lean into his embrace.
“Good because you’re never going to get rid of me.”
[Request] While being ambushed, some MTs manage to get a hold of noctis and put sth on him that drains the magic in his blood to the point he's unable to fight/can barely walk (could be a serum or some kind of collar that idk lol wont come out or it might explode). But with info that either Cor or Aranea give, the bros know that one of the near bases has whatever the hell they need to get the prince out of this situation. The problem is: how to deal with the empire without noctis to their aid?
Oooh, I like this! And I haven’t written Aranea at all yet! Thanks for giving me a chance to write her! <3
Okay this one skipped the queue!! But it’s Hobi’s birthday and you requested the next fic for Jimin too so I hope you don’t mind me switching their order!
No warnings just fluff, all ages welcome
You look beautiful walking down the aisle. The train of your Aline wedding dress trailing along the floor as you walk under the arch way and into the garden where your groom anxiously awaits. Everyone is stood facing you as the band plays the wedding march. Hobi can’t help but think how lucky he is that you chose to be with him. The flower girls scatter wisteria and hydrangea petals for you to walk on, matching your bouquet. They signify immortality and romance; they are also Hobi’s favourite flowers from his shop.
You finally reach the alter, lifting a hand to Hoseok’s face wiping away tears he hadn’t realised he shed. Your smile is radiant, blinding as you turn to look at the crowd of your closest family and friends before whispering to him.
“Stop staring” Hobi shakes his head, snapping out of his daydream to find you looking at him like he is crazy. Embarrassed, he hides his face behind a bouquet of flowers he had been working on when you had walked into his shop. It had been two months since you’d first found your way into his little flower store. The best two months of his life as far as Hoseok was concerned. You came in once a week to buy flowers for your grandmother. You follow him so you can see his face again. “No seriously, why are you looking at me like that?” His blush deepens further trying to think of a viable excuse. Somehow, he thought imagining your wedding would come off as a little weird.
“Sorry I’m not… I wasn’t. I must have zoned out.” He thinks he sees your smile faulter at his explanation but can’t be certain. “What are you looking for today? Does your grandma want anything specific?” he rushes towards the freshest display of flowers eager to change the topic. You follow him, watching as he lifts each type of flower for your approval.
“Which are you favourite?” You sound generally interested in his answer, but he can’t help but blush again thinking of the flowers his daydream had assigned to you.
“My favourites aren’t in season right now, if you’re still coming when they are, I’ll make sure to save you some.” The smile you flash could’ve made the sunflowers turn towards you.
“Oh as long as your flowers are still this beautiful, I’ll be here.” It’s a promise that has Hobi melting. It gave him plenty of time to eventually get up the nerve to ask you out. He’d been trying for weeks but every time you would change the subject accidentally, or he would freak out, or another customer would walk in.
“Here, why don’t you smell these? These are amazing for the home, without being to over-powering.” He lifts out a handful of stocks for you to smell, meaning to hand them too you. Instead you lean in close and breathe in deeply.
“You smell nice... I mean they smell nice.” Your cheeks redden and you almost shove your entire face into the nearest bucket; but he is too caught up in your words to notice. You smelled him… not the flowers… you are just as flustered as he is.
“Hey… uh Y/N?” you turn back to look at him, using some tulips to hide your blushing. “Did you want to get dinner sometime… with me…?” he bites his lip as he waits for your response. You look like a dear caught in the headlights. As the silence stretches out, he panics. Maybe he misread things, what if you stop coming in now? “I mean… you don’t have to, I just thought, well I don’t know.” He goes quiet again, still watching you for a reaction. You snap out of your shock when you realise how awkward this must be getting.
“Yes!” your voice echoes a little around the store, maybe a little to enthusiastic. “I thought you were never going to ask me, now I can stop buying all these flowers.” He looks a little confused at your revelation “I love your flowers Hobi, but my Grandma is allergic… I needed an excuse to come in and talk to the handsome flower boy.” You explain.
“Oh okay.” His surprise dissipates and he is able to focus again. “Right, how about Thursday?”
“Sounds great!” you swipe a pen of the counter and scrawl your number on to his hand. You double check the number before kissing him on the cheek and running out of the building, leaving Hobi stood there with one hand on his cheek committing the digits to memory.
Hey there, I was soooo happy to read that you are gonna take some requests. I hope you will have time for another one :) You're my favorite FFXV writer since I LIVE for H/C fics, especially with Noctis haha. ANYWAY, my request: Could you write a story about a car accident, preferably in the gameverse? Something happens on the road and Ignis can't prevent the car from crashing... With consequences. And since I'm an evil person, Noctis should be hurt the most muahaha. Maybe there are broken bones
Thank you! <3 I’m so glad you like my work ^_^
I can definitely write your request! There will be guilt. And angst. And h/c XD
Hi! Can you write a story please? :) Brotherhood AU Summary: Drautos was ordered to kill 16 year old Noctis and he almost succeeds (Noct is seriously injured but he is rescued by Gladio and Kingsglaive).
Alright, so, I received SO many more requests than I expected. I thought maybe I’d receive five, tops. Turns out, you guys are all completely amazing and entrusted me with your ideas. So, firstly, THANK YOU!
Secondly, because I received so many more than I expected, it’s going to take me a while to get through them all. Alas, I do have a day job I have to be at. UGH. (No, not ugh, I actually love my job). Please be patient with me! My plan is to write first drafts of all of them, then edit and post in the order I received them.
You can totally use the Ask box to find out where I’m at with stories. At the moment, I have two fully drafted and I’ve started a third.
Also, rest assured that every request sounds TOTALLY AWESOME and I will absolutely do my best to write something you will love.
Once again, thank you all so much for your kind words <3
Hello. I really like your FFXV fanfic they are great. When i saw your request I just had to try it. so I would like to read a fanfic about the bros be body swapped but i allways just found boring paring fanfics to this genere. And because you said that you dont write paring Stories i thougth you could be the rigth author for that.
Oh em gee XD This sounds hilarious! I am gonna have fun with this, I can tell! Thank you for such a great request.
I’m not a pairing writer. It’s basically because I’m cold and dead inside and rarely go for romance :P
I hope I'm not too late! I always thought Noctis being able to understand Astral speech (like Shiva at the end) was super cool, and I have this headcannon that little Noct would get these drowsy, spaced-out spells where he would just start speaking it unconsciously. Only the citadel staff know about it. So maybe he does it one day in school and it freaks the class out and rumors start up. Noct is just confused and scared and doesn't know what's wrong with him.
You’re not too late, no worries! And that is a cool request. Thanks!!! :D