An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: Final Fantasy XV
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Gladiolus Amicitia/Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia
Characters: Prompto Argentum, Ignis Scientia, Gladiolus Amicitia, Noctis Lucis Caelum
Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Major Character Injury, Hurt Prompto Argentum, Pet Names, Blood and Injury, Panic Attacks, Based on a Tumblr Post, Polyship Roadtrip
Summary: Ignis only uses pet names when something is very very wrong.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Title: Ascension Apprehension
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Discussions of Religion and Death
Relationships: Polyship Roadtrip / Chocobrot4
Summary:
Prompto has been in this cathedral for ten minutes and is already ready to leave and never return.
The pleasure of being able to say “to hell with it”.
Something about being on the road makes their edges soft, like charcoal drawings smudging under an errant thumb.
The first time Noct notices it is when Ignis fails to chastise him for his language. He drops a can of beans at the Haven where they’re setting up for the night, and the errant fuck! makes him wince, sure he’ll get the usual unbefitting a prince in the public eye, Noctis.
But- well, he’s not in the public eye, is he? And Ignis lets it slide, tsking softly but laughing, picking up the can and handing it off to Gladio.
It’s sort of a game after that. What will Iggy let me get away with today?
The answer is a surprising amount, when Gladio cracks open a beer with dinner and passes the six pack around for everyone and Noct takes one without a word from Ignis.
More than that, Ignis takes one, popping open the top and taking a sip with a grimace. “I detest beer,” he laughs, but he takes another sip anyways. “You really ought to try something better, Gladio.”
“Hey. Nothing wrong with a beer here and there. Not everything calls for wine and cocktails. Besides, beer’s great with red meat. I got pairings in mind.”
Noctis sips his own, smiling to himself.
One turns to two, and two turns to three when Gladio reveals a second six pack. Gladio seems unphased- he’s a big guy, so naturally it’d take more than this to get him drunk- and Ignis is nothing but a little flushed around the ears, seeming pleasantly drowsy as he packs away their cooking supplies.
Noct isn’t drunk- he’s been drunk- but he’s solidly tipsy, and Prompto seems to be right with him. The two of them are half-sprawled by the fire, legs tangled lazily together as they both peer at the screen of Noct’s phone for a round of King’s Knight.
“Looks mighty cozy,” Gladio teases. “You two getting your cuddle on?”
Noct lifts a challenging eyebrow at him. “What, you jealous? You can get in on this too, big guy.”“Too hot.” Gladio sounds amused. “I’ll take a rain check.”
“What about Iggy!” Prompto rolls onto his back and sticks a leg in the air, waving it in a tipsy, tantalizing way. “Igggyyy, are you gonna get up in this?”Noct snorts out loud at his wording, but he glances up at Ignis. He can see the tightness in Ignis’s shoulders, the straight line of his spine as he packs away the last of their pans, and Noct turns back to his phone, bracing himself for the polite but firm no.
What he gets instead is a chuckling little sigh, before Ignis slips down to the palette they’ve made of sleeping bags and settles comfortably against Noct’s side.
“Do try not to kick,” he murmurs, and Noct does his best not to look too satisfied with himself.
Basically the plot of FFXV is two super old people in a slander campaign to be ruler of the free world, while even older people out for the cute gays having fun light everything on fire and then force the kids to literally die to clean up all the mess they left.
