#& || ( face. prompto. )

[mysteriousbean5]

I don’t think I posted this here before. I love drawing Prompto, in case you hadn’t noticed😜

[primamchorus]

"If only somebody hadn't wrecked the car. Oh my god... Unbelievable." "Oh... I would hate to be that guy... Heh... Oh, c'mon, don't be that way. You know I didn't mean to do it!" "Of course not. Sabotage is far beyond you."

[shitpostingkats]

The one thing I'm genuinely upset about with the ending of FFXV is the fact that the boys don't hug after reconnecting with Noct. Like I'm sorry, you just spent the last 50+ hours showing me these characters high five, fist bump, slap eachothers asses, sit with their feet in the others' lap, vault off each other during combat, share beds, sleep together in a tent the size of a mattress, and then told me they have just finished waiting TEN YEARS to see Noctis again, and they don't immediately tackle his kingly ass to the ground???? Mr. Square Enix I'm sorry but you're just wrong.

[girlboss003]

I BOUGHT FF15 LOOK AND NOW I HAVE A NEW BLONDIE TO GO INSANE OVER YIPEE!!!

[missregality]

Dusty, dusty, dusty.

[krisssssssy]

Replaying FFXV and laughing at how I could possibly play this without immediately realizing Ardyn was shady as fuck.

Am I stupid

He is radiating evil

[meziniart]

Started playing FFXV recently and I love prompto way more than I should

[someobscurereference]

ive been rereading your ffxv fic "im trying hard to take it back" for literally four years now. please end my suffering and tell me how gladio feels. please. PLEASE. (but only if u want ofc)

(fic) Short answer: Gladio feels insane guilt and spends a lot of his life trying to make this up to Prompto. In the process, they deepen their connection as friends and do begin a relationship probably around the one-year mark of endless darkness. <3

Longer answer: (implications of abuse/violence tw but no worse than in the fic itself; just what others assume to be true even if it's not in the context of this specific fic)

Gladio is a secret romantic at heart who has always envisioned meeting his soulmate, but he's also duty-bound and duty comes first. So even though he reads romance books (amongst other types of books too) and indulges in his head a bit as many people do, he's often put his duty to the crown first and foremost in his mind. He also didn't imagine his soulmate was anyone on this trip and thought perhaps the person he may have been fated to meet died in the assault of Insomnia. Even if they were a refugee, they can't be a priority to him at this moment. His priority has to be Noctis.

Prompto has obviously grown on him over the course of their road trip, but there are aspects of them that don't 100% mesh (as is true with every realistic relationship). That said, Gladio never in a hundred years would want this moment of (understandable but out of line) frustration and anger in the wake of Luna and Altissa to be a permanent mark on Prompto's face. He's genuinely horrified and disgusted with himself for a long time after this and spends most of his life trying to make it up. He feels like a dirtbag about it.

That said, Prompto runs away from him in this moment and they need time to calm down, just as the fic shows. Noctis goes after Prompto, just like in canon. Prompto falls off the train and has his Despair Arc just like in the DLC, now with the added despair of "well, in addition to being a clone, my soulmate hates me. And in addition to the mark of inhumanity on my wrist (barcode), I have a giant hand print of him literally Shoving Me Away on my face. Forever."

Aranea: Well, do you want to die about it. Or do you want to live.

Prompto, eventually like in canon: Live, I guess. But it will be excruciating.

Aranea: That's what living is. We do it anyway. Your friends love you. Get off the floor.

He fights his way through his issues and gets rescued like in canon. Gladio probably tries to talk to him when they all catch up again, trying to apologize, and Prompto tells him to hold off on that for later.

Then, of course, Noctis is eaten by the crystal and "later" becomes much, much later as they evacuate and try to survive in eternal darkness. (Though they also can't Not think about it because it's a giant hand print. On Prompto's face. And every person they meet has Something To Say about it, for better or worse, whether they knew Prompto before or not. Prompto cannot escape it, and when Gladio is not doing Crown Duties he feels he must do in Noct's absence, he's with Prompto, so he also Cannot Escape It either. Even when the person speaking is unaware that Gladio left that mark. It's almost worse when they don't know, but when they see it's Gladio, who is such a big guy who seemingly hit Prompto and left that permanent mark there, some of them get nasty to him and some back off out of fear. Both are horrible. The guilt is eating him alive.)

Eventually, enough time passes as the dust settles that they do Talk About It. Gladio apologizes sincerely, for the 500th time. Prompto's like, "Well. It's not like you could have known that this would be The One Time it happened." And then cracks a joke about their soulmate mark being a Prompto's hand print on Gladio's ass from a butt slap in another life, which does help the tension somewhat. (The more Gladio tries to apologize, the more Prompto grows sick of hearing it, so they just have to move on and keep going, as he's learned to do.)

They grow closer over time, especially because there's not a lot of people who have survived to this point and even less later on. They do get together romantically, both because they do like the idea of soulmates (for different reasons) and also because they're living out of each others pockets for years, so there's an affection and dependency that develops there. Also, teenage Prompto always thought Gladio was really handsome and teen Gladio thought Prompto was cute and sincere for a pipsqueak.

When they are out together on dates in normal settings surrounded by strangers after the light returns, Gladio will receive dirty looks for the rest of his life from strangers who see the hand print on Prompto's face and immediately (correctly) assumes it was out of anger rather than a funny accident or something. (Edit: Some people will assume there is a funny story attached. Gladio will not know what to say to this. Prompto will play along.) He will learn to live with this. Prompto is really grateful Gladio is with him despite everything.

[chippersweetbaby]

[shnurf]

i just started final fantasy xv and i love it- HOWEVER ignis cannot drive for SHIT he has missed our turn so many time and his parking is worse than his haircut

[corcnaiism]

;-- i have officially made this blog into a multimuse. i have made a new carrd to list out all the muses im currently okay with rping, what verses im focusing on, and which muses i have high muse for. please look through them and feel free to reach out if you want to plot something out.

this, however, doesn't mean i'm back just yet. i still need some more time to recuperate, but im feeling better enough to talk and plan things out beforehand until i am ready to start writing on here again. thank you again for your patience.

[heartbinders]

Fingers, ever so gently, take hold of his chin. " One moment, dearest. " Ignis' gaze is as intense as ever as it slips down Prompto's face. So much so, that he may very well be counting every single, solitary freckle 'pon the photographer's skin. Nay, that shall be saved for another time when he has... the FULL model to visually appreciate, but his intent, this time, is merely to rid Prompto of the custard 'pon his lip. A swipe of steady finger rids him of most of it, but not all. Only right that the Advisor lean in, run a tongue 'long the edge of Prompto's lip, with a light suck to follow, and pull away with a grin for a job well done.

" You had something on your lip. Apologies for the intrusion. "

// Yes, he could have accomplished the same thing with a napkin, but that isn't the point of the prompt, now is it? :)

Fluster my guys. || @tenebriism

Another attempt at recreating the pastry from Tenebrae sees Prompto at Ignis's side in the kitchen to help. Ignis gets an extra pair of hands ( chef though the blond isn't, he can't mess up too badly if he has instructions to follow ). Prompto gets an excuse to spend some tender moments with Ignis. Both of them win.

Things are innocent enough until the pastries go into the oven, and in the time that they have nothing to do but wait, Ignis notices what Prompto fails to: the slight aftermath of a taste test for the filling. Oh, how detail-oriented Ignis is...with a penchant for neatness, too, of course.

It's already all Prompto can do not to melt just at the proximity, taking in the sharpness of those vivid emerald eyes from his place between thumb and forefinger. It's when Ignis gets this close that Prompto has to question how he landed this. When the finger swipes across and leaves his lip, he's foolish enough to think that'll be that, and starts to express his gratitude.

�� Heheh, whoops. Tha-- !! ❞

It's brief, and yet it feels like Ignis takes all the time in the world making sure nothing remains of the custard. Wholly unprepared, Prompto gasps, his face positively burning as his lower lip is taken between Ignis's own. Perhaps it's a silent expression that they have time to kill until the pastries are done in the oven...and now they can afford to turn their attention to other things.

The moment they part, Ignis can observe the rosy-cheeked fruits of his labor. Prompto bites his lip right where his partner had just been, as if trying to taste the ghost of what was just there moments ago -- which wasn't just the filling.

❝ Babe, ❞ Prompto breathes, ❝ uh...I think you missed a spot. ❞

[shitpostingkats]

Wandering my hallways and pacing around my home thinking about Final Fantasy XV and its myriad examples of the core cast casually dehumanizing themselves for the sake of what they believe to be something greater. Ignis has perfectly fine vision but wears glasses to correct to 20/20. "When you can't focus, I focus for you." All of Episode Prompto. Ravus seeing his sister's death as a tragedy, not just because she's dead, but because she's dead and she doesn't even get to rest. The repeated imagery of getting closer and closer to Noct's destined goal is literally him trying to hold very still and not flinch as he lets a sword hit him. The goddamn ending. The game is not in conversation with this theme. These are things that are true to the characters and they cannot imagine a world where they are not. I'm climbing on the walls.

[pretty-boys-on-a-roadtrip]

[missregality]

Beachy day group selfie! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

[snowflakebottles-art]

HANGIN' OUT!