castles they might crumble dreams may not come true but you are never all alone because i will always always love you
Here’s my @ignoctsecretsanta gift for @ironchefignis!
Lots of babbling about my adventure with this under the cut.

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castles they might crumble dreams may not come true but you are never all alone because i will always always love you
Here’s my @ignoctsecretsanta gift for @ironchefignis!
Lots of babbling about my adventure with this under the cut.
@ironchefignis replied to your post “I have had dreams of bedding you, of leaving marks for everyone to see...”
"I suppose that depends upon how willing you are to have hickeys across numerous spots on your body, Noct."
Noctis blushed furiously, biting his lip. “From you, Ignis? Pretty fucking willing,” he admitted, with a voice somewhere between sheepish and bold.
FFXV Small Secret Santa Gift!
I got @ironchefignis for the FFXV small secret santa, who asked for some time travel or reincarnation. I hope you like this little time travel Ignoct! Happy holidays!
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Ignis knew it was dangerous to potentially upset the timeline. He knew that. And, yet, when he’d been presented with the option to go back and talk to Noctis one last time--well, how could he possibly have resisted?
Now that he’d arrived, though, he found himself second-guessing his decision. Should he have chosen a later date? Something that would allow him to show Noct his face instead of remaining hidden in the depths of one of Gladio’s old hoodies? Some other moment when Noct needed far more than support than Ignis had previously been able to provide?
No. He was here, the night before the battle with Leviathan. He had to follow through.
Footsteps soft and sure, Ignis made his way down the carpeted hallway of the Leville Altissia. His fingers ghosted over doorframes, counting as they had done so many times before, until he reached the one where he knew Noct was resting. Quietly, he knocked on the door. “Highness? Are you awake?”
There was a soft rustle on the other side of the door, followed by a quiet groan. “Come in.”
Ignis sucked in a deep breath, hesitated, and carefully pushed the door open. Part of him wanted to scold Noct for not locking his door, but now wasn’t the time. He’d come back to say something very specific. He slipped into the room and closed the door behind him, walking confidently to the bedside. How many times had he paced this room and bumped his shins to memorize the layout?
“What’s up, Specs?” Noct asked in a sleepy whisper as Ignis gingerly sat on the edge of the bed.
Ignis’ heart leapt into his throat at hearing Noct’s voice again after so long. He felt along the sheets until his fingers brushed Noct’s and he could take hold of the prince’s hand. Careful to keep his head down and face hidden, Ignis lifted Noct’s hand to his lips. “Noct. I know this may seem sudden, but I’ve been meaning to tell you for quite some time. I love you. I always will.”
Noctis inhaled audibly, but didn’t pull his hand away. His fingers curled around Ignis’. “You mean it?”
“I do,” Ignis breathed, kissing Noct’s knuckles again.
“I…” Noctis hesitated, gulped, and continued. “I love you, too.”
Despite knowing it might irreparably damage the timeline, Ignis carefully leaned forward and kissed the love of his life. He’d missed the opportunity all those years ago; he wasn’t going to miss it again.
Noct leaned into the kiss, eagerly returning the affection.
“Would you do me a favor, Noct?” Ignis whispered when the kiss broke.
Bedsheets rustled as Noct snuggled closer. “Mhm.”
“Find me in the cafe downstairs in five minutes,” Ignis instructed quietly. He carded his fingers through Noct’s hair, then forced himself to pull away. “Kiss me again. I might act startled, but remind me of what I said. Please.”
“Yeah...sure,” Noct muttered, confusion plain in his voice.
Ignis smiled sadly and leaned forward for another soft kiss. He forced himself off the bed and across the room again. His time here was almost up.
At least he could return to his own time knowing that he’d at least finally come clean. And maybe that moment of weakness would change the future for the better.
ironchefignis started following you
“Hey Specs is there any rule against putting a chastity belt on my dad?”
@ironchefignis liked for a starter
“Do not you feel lonely at times because you dedicate your life to me?”
@ironchefignis
“Have you been faring well? It’s been quite some time since we last spoke.” He looked over at the other, crossing his arms. It seemed as if the other had been eating well.
continue from here X
Noctis looked at Ignis and looked down and the ground. He bit his lip and was silent for a few minutes before speaking. “Iggy... Are you happy to be one of my crownsguard/advisor? I want the truth”
@ironchefignis
@ironchefignis ;; ( continued )
THE sudden grab had prompto gasping in shock and fear , was ignis angry with him for telling him the news ?? was he not happy to hear about it ?? prompto began to apologize to ignis until lips touched his own and cleared his mind of all terrible thoughts . baby blues blinked slowly while prompto registered all that happened -- ignis wasn’t angry with him .
❛ if ... if you aren’t mad ... does that ... does that mean you want to keep the child , iggy ?? ❜