indie ; private ; selective • Noctis Lucis Caelum • written by fry.
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// so because of reasons i will close this blog, however you can still find noctis on my multi @fxrwxrd because i have no time to manage 6846354 blogs
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Smooch? Smooch. Without a second thought Prompto takes advantage of Noctis overseeing the reconstruction of Insomnia to wiggle into his space and right against him before clumsily planting a kiss against his cheek.
@vaciiviity
After the sun rose, Noctis had originally planned to go on vacation. After all that's happened? He deserves a few days off. But a king doesn't rest, even if he put up a parliament and has other people for decision making. There are still duties that befall the king himself. Oh, how he loathes it.
It keeps him from seeing his loved ones, his friends, those who stood by his side, Prompto. His precious Prompto, a light unrivaled even by the sun.
How he loves the other.. he may never be able to fully explain, to fully put into words. But he doesn't have to, does he? They're both awkward with words so actions speak a lot louder than any attempt to communicate otherwise.
The blonde sneaking between him and work is a common occurence and welcome every time, no matter how much he might complain. Though, Ignis will surely do a lot more complaining than him. Hah.
After the quick peck on his cheek, Noctis turns to properly kiss Prompto, snaking his arms around the other to keep him from leaving.
"Seeing you is so much nicer than looking at work. Won't you stay here forever? Please?" His voice drips with affection he can't voice otherwise and there's a wide smile on his face. He really doesn't want to go through all this paperwork, but it has to be done to rebuild his home. Especially now that people are returning.
#* ic.#* ask.#vaciiviity#// noct is a mood#i too want to look at prompto's pretty face instead of working
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i just finished the game again so i need some noct survives au
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who's gonna rp that with me?
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Magia gets to see @noctibert‘s scars
✦ // @ magia :3c
WILDFIRE // YOU DANCE TO THE BEAT OF YOUR OWN HEART
That looks nasty. is the first thought that crosses through the redhead’s mind upon seeing the way the shirt rides up the prince’s side and exposes his back. It’s a mere few seconds before it’s tugged back down but it’s more than enough for golden eyes to study the patch of scarred skin. It reminds him of old battle marks, wounds that have never healed right and instead left behind a part of themselves etched in.
Without wasting another moment, he drags himself back and into Noctis’ personal bubble the moment the other sits down, sneaks arms around a slender middle and nuzzles his face in the crook of the neck. He’s not about to bring it up, he’s more than sure that the conversation wouldn’t be appreciated, so instead he’s going to pepper the raven with kisses.
A soft sigh passes his lips as he just rests his chin on the raven’s shoulder. “ Can you believe I have my very own star? The most beautiful one of them all. ” he’s not going to mention the scars but he will do a bit of research later on when he’s on his own. Noctis is quite the, well, character.
#vaciiviity#* save tag.#noct vc: woah what? what's going on?#confused bby#not complaining tho#hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh beauté
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A certain redhead is just going to casually drape himself over Noctis. Don't mind him.
@vaciiviity
A certain princeling will act entirely unbothered and uncaring. Ignoring all physical contact, or, at least he will attempt to do so for as long as he can.
Which is not very long at all.
Like, at all.
Before he can fully grasp what the hell he's doing, Noctis is reaching up to run a hand through Magia's hair.
"Can you stay for a while?" Words muttered, almost inaudible as fingers run through strands of red, soothing himself amd maybe, hopefully, the other too.
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someone.... let me write this bean please
#i'm playing again#and i miss my boy#i'm on mobile tho so#not gonna deal with formatting bc nO#not that asks allow much formatting right#i love him so much#who wants to indulge me
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// who do i have to bribe to write post sunrise stuff with me? i need the shock and the confusion when our muses find out that hey, he didn’t die
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@vaciiviity said:
" Pretty boy. " smooch to forehead " Handsome. " smooch to tip of the nose " Beautiful. " smooch to one cheek " My little star. " smooch to the other cheek " Starlight. " ghost of a barely there brush of a pair of lips against another. [ Magia! ]
Ah .. perhaps the gloom mood is a tiny bit more obvious than he would have liked. Or maybe Magia just is like that. he still doesn’t know exactly what to make of the other’s affections but he has decided for himself, that he will enjoy it while it lasts.
It’s not that he has gotten used to this by any means. He just .. likes this .. for some reason. He can’t even say why but .. being liked by someone who doesn’t care that he’s the crown prince is a nice thing. It definitely is.
A genuine smile graces his features, a rare sight nowadays, which turns into soft giggles. Apparently he is just a bit ticklish.
When Magia calls him all these nice things he might almost believe them. Almost. There has to be some motive behind all this, surely. Magia wouldn’t treat him like this just because he wants to, right? No, that just seems absurd.
Thankfully his racing thoughts come to an abrupt end when Magia’s lips fall on his own. The touch is so soft, barely there, he’s sure he must have imagined it. It feels as if his mind is completely wiped clean of the thoughts that litter his brain so constantly. There is nothing worth mentioning left anymore, but at least there’s nothing bad either.
As his brain reboots he can’t stop himself just staring ahead, staring at the redhead and just slightly wondering what the hell just happened.
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@noctibert is getting another smooch from Magia ( 2 / 3 )
another smooch? embarrass the boy. i dare you,,
WILDFIRE // YOU DANCE TO THE BEAT OF YOUR OWN HEART
Easily does he slide in the middle of the conversation, an arm slung across Noctis’ shoulders. Golden eyes look akin to a cat’s slit eyes as he leans in and presses the gentlest of kisses to the corner of the other’s mouth. “ Missed me, Starlight? ” a clear screw off to the stranger trying to flirt with his little star.
Once left alone, the redhead lets out a low groan and turns to nuzzle the top of the Prince’s head. “ Tough crowd, innit. Can’t take a no from the getgo. ” an almost exaggerated pout “ That’s no way to treat such a beautiful, shiny star. Shall I show you how it’s done? ” wink wink.
#* save tag.#OH HELL YEAH#HELL YEAH HELL YEAH HELL YEAH#i'm screaming#noct is too#for very different reasons
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@noctibert is getting a smooch from Magia ( 1 / 3 )
who’s gonna smooch the dork? any volunteers? maybe volunteers with red hair and a weird hat?
WILDFIRE // YOU DANCE TO THE BEAT OF YOUR OWN HEART
The lack of noises coming from his side makes Magia tilt his head to the side in curiosity. Normally the raven would be muttering about something or another while pressed against his side but right now he’s being quiet. Too quiet. So, of course, it got the redhead curious about why that is the case.
As it turns out, Noctis has managed to doze off curled up against him. Cute.
“ My, my, so tired? ” yet that doesn’t stop him from still carding his fingers through dark hair. He does make a short pause but only to lean down and press a kiss to the top of the other’s head. How peaceful Noct looks in his sleep! It makes him even more endearing to Magia than he already is.
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Extremely Exhausted Starters
“You. Rest. Now.”
“You took five steps and need to sit down again?”
“I’m absolutely fine, I just need to sit down.”
“I just need to sit-what do you mean I’m already laying down?”
“Your eyes aren’t focusing. Just close them for ten minutes.”
“Write one sentence on this piece of paper, and then I’ll let you up.”
“I just need a breather, that’s all. Maybe ten. No fifteen.”
“We’re both so exhausted we can’t even argue about not being exhausted.”
“When I said I needed five more minutes I meant it more like hours.”
“… no… I’m tired… let me sleep… I don’t want to get up.”
“We need to get out of the heat, you’re starting to look sick.”
“You can’t hide those shaking hands from me. You need to stop.”
“I’m just a little cold, I’m okay, really. Let me sit with a blanket or something.”
“Moving…? No I’m good thanks.”
“Gravity has a hold on me of which I have not the strength to break.”
“Was… was that actually there? That wasn’t there was it?”
“I’ve had no energy for three days.”
“You worked yourself so hard that you’ve been sentenced to three days of bed rest.”
“Listen I can… I can get up. It’s fine.”
“If we’re both in this state, we both really screwed up somewhere huh?”
“I have energy for exactly one more person of favourable standing, and going the hell to bed. With or without that person, bed is happening.”
“You’ve struggled to move anything for the last hour.”
“This is what happens when you over exert yourself.”
“You were almost dead from pushing it too far!”
“I went a little overboard sure… but I’m still alive. So shh.”
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Materializes more or less out of nowhere and pops into Noctis' view upside down the moment he takes notice of the raven leaning far back. ( Magia's been off to the side, magic trick nonexistent. ) He settles hands on both sides of Noct's seat so he can lean down and press a quick peck to a cold forehead. " What are you thinking of, my little star ~ ? You seemed to be lost in thoughts there for a moment. "
@vaciiviity
Magia showing up in his field of vision is always .. something. At the very least it announces the end of his time in quiet solitude. And here he thought he could maybe get another quick nap. Well .. maybe another time.
Oh, and what an end to his calm thoughts it is. Suddenly the shade of his face is rivaling the tomatoes he so much despises. If his thoughts were calm before, now his brain is effectively wiped clean of any coherent thought. There is absolutely nothing there. Nothing at all.
All he can do is stare up at Magia like some complete idiot.
“I--? You... What?” Yup, that’s about the most you’ll get from him in a while. Poor thing.
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// someone talk to me about this boye please
#* ooc.#idek#i'm bored and wanna meet new people#but i is scared#i lov u#i'm just a french fry lookin for ppl to yell about muses with#please slam dunk ur muse at me and the boye
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@noctibert has met with a terrible fate
❛❛ I was a good kid, how did I end up with you fuckers. ❜❜ // @ the verum rex trio bc yes
TRUTH SEEKERS // THE KING, THE SHIELD AND THE SWORD
That’s a good question. How did they end up travelling together again? How did they rope Noctis into coming along? And why? Just simply why. What’s gotten into the other to make him accept it. These are all questions Aegis would very much like an answer to. Too bad he’s probably not going to get them.
“ My little star, you wound me! To hear you call us such! ” before Magia proceeds to sidle up to the raven, intruding in his personal bubble without hesitation “ Good boys always seek the thrill of adventure and danger, isn’t that how it goes? Here’s the adventure. Nighttime will soon bring the danger. ” wink.
A huff from the other side as Yozora slumps against the rock wall behind himself. The cave they’ve taken shelter in from the rain is soon going to become a trap. The sun is already setting. “ We wouldn’t be here if you didn’t decide to just fuck off because there was a fishing spot nearby. We should have returned to Galdin as soon as we finished hunting. ”
Having had enough, Aegis clears his throat as loudly as he can. “ If worse comes to worst, I can keep the barrier up to protect us throughout the night. Hopefully, though, the rain shall stop long enough for us to be able to make a break for the hotel instead of being stuck in a cave on the shore. ”
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" You look tense, Starlight. " quiet hum to honeyed voice and Magia easily slips besides Noctis, throws arm over shoulders as he leans back and crosses one leg over the other " What's gotten that pretty face of yours in such a terrible frown? "
@vaciiviity
Of course Noctis braces for the worst when he hears Magia beside him. Whenever the other is around, Noctis has to be prepared to be flustered and embarrassed. However this time there’s something else. Something is different.
When Magia puts his arm around his shoulders, Noctis can’t help himself and sinks right into the embrace. He has no control over this. At all. It’s a subconscious reaction to soak up any amount of physical affection he can get, so he finds himself snuggling up against Magia. It’d be a miracle if he doesn’t notice.
“Nothing much”, he replies finally, after staying silent for a moment too long. “Old injury pain. Nothing unusual. Don’t worry your pretty head.” No, he is not aware of saying that but don’t worry Magia, his cheeks and nose are still dusted in a light pink. The flustering will never stop.
#vaciiviity#* ic.#// is he getting used to the flirting or is the touch starvation just overriding the embarrassment??#yes.
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"it is an honor to make your acquaintance, prince noctis. i am ashelia, princess of dalmasca." ( from ashe obviously )
@stardustborne
Noctis was just about to duck behind a plant and hide from the crowd before he could make a run for the exit. However, it seems that won’t be happening now. Internally he’s groaning and doing his best effort to not let it show on the outside. Instead he turns more towards the stranger and puts on his most polite smile.
Oh, how he hates these formal events.
“The pleasure is all mine.” He almost doesn’t recognize himself but that’s the polite thing to say, right?
Then he’s silent, and continues to be so for an awkward amount of time. What exactly is he supposed to say now? “So .. are you enjoying yourself?” There. That’s a safe thing to ask, isn’t it? He’d really rather be somewhere alone. This sucks. But who knows, maybe she won’t be all that bad.
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// this boy is so touch starved he'll marry you for punching him in the face
#* mobile.#* ooc.#please touch him he's so sad and touch starved#someone help him#one day i'm gonna make a proper hc post about this#but for now have this shitpost
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