Ffxv - Blog Posts
Goal: Protecting the King by all means.
Reality :
Shield and advisor.
And mom and dad just sometimes need a timeout from their leige.
If you are not prepared, you get burned.
When you master it, you become the fire.
Despite the skills, you have to live with the ash on your skin.
Late update today.
Just on the note of, bug or a jump? Either way it's cute.
Gladio ruins the mood a bit while kinda doing this:
We work together in the shadows.
The moment of impact.
Screenshot in just the right and wrong moment.
I swear this was not intentional!!!
Context...
After I was so emotionally upset to finish the side quests, just did a new game+ to rush through the story and get to the hanging out with the boys part.
The one which is the most fun.
And to make sure I have space, emptied the snapshot folder...
Completely forgetting I have to choose a picture for the story ending
...
I had like 5 pictures left...
But I am not sorry
Action shots, leading with the advisor which finally flipped (pun intended).
Was graced with this awesome shot.
So making this shield appreciation day.
I've now finished all available side quests and ended on Insomnia's quests.
Deeply sad and in a loss for words how much this playthrough means to me.
And then Prompto came with this, perfectly encapsulating my feelings.
The prince left and the one true King arrived.
The face you make after reaching the mountain peak.
Happy Wednesday.
Tuesday with terrific timing.
Alternatively, where did your arm go?
Monday decided to tilt a bit but stayed upright.
On today: why are you looking at me like this?
Or what happened to your face?
Bonus points for the people who can explain what happened to Noctis. Takeover from Ardyn? Ignis interrupted his nap 5 days in a row? The moment Gladio announced additional training?
Lovely Sunday and a great start into the new week.
Lovely Saturday everybody.
Showing off the power of a king.
As promised, more.
Let's call today's motto... Eye for details.
Happy Friday everyone.
Hi,
So I recently finished the main story. Old game I know, but obsessed with the boyband and the awesome ffxv fanbase here on Tumblr.
So wanted to join, starting with some watchful eyes.
More to follow.
first crack at mayternityyyy. starting it off right (and early) with some screaming and shouting!
will i go for a full house? who knows!
Please part twoneeds to be made lol please
;-) Part 1 An hour later found Ignis in the throws of labor, far earlier than any birthing book or medical website had informed him labor would progress. Ignis was someone who planned meticulously, and he’d done a great deal of research into childbirth with every spare moment he’d had over the entirety of his pregnancy. He knew about the differences between Braxton Hicks contractions and the real thing, he knew the stages of labor and how things would progress, he knew how to time contractions and prepare for active labor. But despite his research, in the face of the real thing he felt wholly out of his element—not that any amount of research could have prepared him for the reality of giving birth in a chocobo stable in the middle of a storm while his partners were well out of reach.
There had been no obvious signs of early labor before his three companions left him at the post—and now here he was, a scant few hours later, with his water broken and his contractions coming so closely together he could barely breathe.
Another contraction washed across him, so strong he could no longer hold back a shout of pain. The noise unsettled the chocobo, who fretted and shifted around him with anxious energies to match his own, but whose movements were background to Ignis’ discomfort.
Pressure was mounting between his legs, so suddenly and urgently Ignis allowed his thighs to fall open as if he might push right then and there, despite his surroundings and the fact that his pants were still firmly in place. Without meaning to, he whimpered, and blindly reached a hand beside him as if someone might he waiting there. A name was on his tongue, but even he did not know which, even as half a syllable slipped out in desperation before he viciously bit his lip to contain it.
He was shaking when the contraction passed, enough that his fingers were uncoordinated as he brought them to the zipper of his pants and tugged it down. He should have removed his pants the moment contractions started, but he’d been foolishly holding on to the hope that Noct, Gladio and Prompto would arrive before any undressing was necessary. He’d miscalculated, trusted too much in research and data for something as unpredictable as childbirth.
“Alright,” he whispered aloud to no one but the chocobo, who chattered overhead. "I should have known this child would be as impatient as their fathers."
With his hands trembling and his pants still soaked, it was difficult work removing them. He struggled so long another contraction overcame him before he’d managed to maneuver the damp denim over the curve of his buttocks.
Ignis lost count of contractions. All he knew was pain and pressure and the slow drag of wet denim across sensitive skin, the progress of it so slow that Ignis could feel the burn of a head against his vaginal opening by the time he’d rucked the thick fabric around his ankles. When his legs were finally bare, they sprung apart of their own accord and the burning between them increased so intensely that Ignis threw his head back into the downy body behind him and screamed.
As the next contraction came, practically on top of the last, Ignis tucked his chin to his breast and pushed as if he were in the middle of battle, so forcefully he felt the head, and then the shoulders and body pass in one quick, brutal motion. With the baby came a new flood of liquid, and then a sense of calm Ignis had never experienced before, the rush of it so sudden and relieving he felt dizzy with it. Dazed, Ignis reached down and pulled the squirming bundle to his chest. Around him, the chocobo squirmed and called, excited by the commotion. Ignis was trembling with shock and cold, but the chocobo were warm. They preened his hair and nuzzled at his head and cheeks as he pulled open his shirt and wrapped the fabric over his baby’s wet, ruddy skin.
The wailing of a human infant could not have been pleasant for the birds, but they remained in place despite the disturbance. Â Grateful and exhausted, with the shock and adrenaline slowly dissipating, Ignis settled back against his companions and resigned himself to wait. Well, then. Perhaps the babe got a bit of impatience from him, too.
another late patreon reward! this time was prom birthing a voretooth, go check the uncropped version on twitter or the uncensored version and more on patreon!
Free summon from yesterday
What a coincidence ~
OwO