#& || ( threads. prompto. )

[sasouken]

@zoeticbled liked ❀ for a starter !

"it's not that i can't swim, i just don't like getting in the sand. it gets everywhere and it has no place inside of my camera. that thing was expensive."

[fairlyxlocal]

"My whole life, all I ever wanted was friends... but no one ever wanted me back."

[madeimpact]

YELLS INTO A PILLOW.

[stonecoldmeme]

"Really? Damn... I guess I do really love you. I kinda can't believe it either... Someone had it at a market in Lestallum. You really can buy anything there, depending on who's in town..."

"It's perfect, you're perfect, wherever I put it's gotta be perfect and protected from all harm." He was half joking. Really.

Suddenly aware that Noctis was still a little bit picked up and hugged close, Prompto softly cleared his throat and let his fiance stand on his own again. "Aw, man. How am I supposed to come close to this for your birthday, huh? I'll have to think of something great! Or just convince Iggy that all meals should be in bed."

[writtenxbeginnings]

It had been a long few weeks. Crownsguard Training had been kicking Prompto's ass, not that he would change it for anything. It was all he had considered doing, since getting as close to Noctis as he did. It only made sense, after all. But it hurt, each day giving him more bruises and banged up shins than he had ever experienced in his life - and he was bullied for a good amount of his childhood. When all he wanted to do was go to his apartment and sleep, he knew that it wasn't fair. It wasn't fair to his friends, and it wasn't fair to Gladio. Besides, Prompto wanted to see the Shield.

He had started to read some of his boyfriends romance books, still not fully sold on what he was already reading, but it had given the blonde an idea. It had took a few days of revisions, but he had delivered the letter this morning, asking Ignis if he would mind passing it along since he wouldn't see Gladio till tomorrow, and the advisor easily accepted. A small part of the teen felt bad about deceiving his friend, but it had to be done for his.... plan.

That was what found him then at his Noct's apartment, fidgeting where he sat at the kitchen table. He wanted to be a little more brave, but he supposed doing this at all in the first place showed that he was at least attempting to be more forward. RIght? It was when he heard the jingle of keys outside the front door, heard the latch sliding open to allow it to open, that he finally stilled, hands resting on his knees as he took one deep breath. Then another. When the door opened, he let the breath out, and waited.

The Letter Below

'Gladio - I thought about you last night, when I was trying to sleep. I couldn't fall asleep, couldn't relax, so my mind wandered. It started to think about your mouth, and the way that it felt on my skin. I imagined you kissing up my neck, your hand resting on my thigh. I thought of your fingers and the magic that you had to have, the way they hit every spot just right. I wanted to think of more, but I made myself wait. It was so uncomfortable, Gladdy, but I went to bed like that. Instead I thought about what I'd do the next day. Today.

I thought about asking Noct to stay at his old rooms in the citadel, saying I had something planned for you that required not being at your dad's house, or my parents dingy little apartment. I thought about getting their before you and sitting at the table, waiting for you to walk in the door, knowing you had read this letter, saw the picture that I tucked in with it as a visual guide (this is me after all!). I thought about the way you'd get here and pull me from the chair, the way you'd notice that I was already hard in my shorts. I imagined the way you'd throw me up against the wall, pinning me with your hips as you marked up my neck.

Let's just say there's a lot that I'm imagining, big guy. I guess it's up to you to decide if my thoughts are good enough or if you can do better. ;)

~ Blondie'

[stonecoldmeme]

@painedprince

"Man are we good parents." There was an awful lot of teasing in that phrase, but... well, they weren't the worst, were they? With birds, but that was what counted most.

Unsuccessfully holding back his laughter, Prompto nuzzled into Noctis' hair. "It's on repeat, husbro, trust me there." Settling in to relax fully, he really hadn't been that tired before... but he was warm and comfy and not even sure it was night, but close enough. The birds wouldn't let them oversleep mealtimes. "G'night, Noct."

"They're our criminals, then."

"Nah, you didn't. Just wanted you to say it again. And again and... All the time." Him? Clingy? Nahhhh...

"Goodnight, Prom."

[elizabethvonbean]

Final Fantasy XV: Episode Prompto, beat May 24th.

Similarly structured to the last one. This one has some more fleshed out backstory and characterization for Prompto I liked, but also has 3rd person shooter gameplay I wasn’t expecting that was kinda cool? Really felt the fps drops because of it tho.

[droppedace]

Starter for @dawnturnstodusk​

     “Eh? I’m getting married?” he asks. His father gives a firm nod and informs him his groom will be here for dinner. His father explains that Emperor Iedolas is looking for a way to suggest peace is an option between Niflheim and Lucis, and a marriage between nobility is a strong way to imply that. Carmine’s not sure how he feels about this. What sort of person are they engaging him to? 

     His father said its a young man, a ward of Lucis but not actually born into nobility. His name is Prompto, but beyond that there wasn’t much description of him. Has his father not even met him? That’s a lot of trust to hand your son off to an unknown suitor. Though, in noble families that’s not uncommon. Political marriages are far too frequent, and Carmine got by hoping he’d never be placed into one. Hopefully his soon to be husband isn’t some strict militaristic type- though coming from Lucis he doubts he will be. Certainly they have some with a reputation for war, Cor the Immortal for example. But mostly Lucis is a much more friendly country. Maybe they can take their honeymoon there? That wouldn’t be any fun for his groom though...

     Carmine spends the next several hours wandering about the mansion, chatting with servants and guests, trying to find out if they’ve heard anything about Prompto. A guest tells him they’ve met him once, said he was a rather cute little thing, messy blonde hair and freckles. Apparently he’s good friends with the Prince of Lucis. Carmine grins at the description, imagining just what this man will look like. 

     As evening grows closer to dinner Carmine finds himself bouncing around more, excitedly awaiting Prompto’s arrival. When he’s summoned to the front of the house to greet him he brushes his hands through his hair, trying to get his curls to lay even somewhat nicely. It’s a failed attempt of course, but he tries. A fancy car drives up, and for a moment Carmine is distracted looking at the detailed work on it, admiring the fine craftsmanship that went into building the vehicle. When it stops and the driver gets out to open the backseat he stops looking at the car and smiles when who he assumes to be Prompto steps out. Messy blonde hair and freckles, just like he’d heard. He really is cute. 

     Carmine steps forward and holds out a hand to him, “Hi there, I’m Carmine. It’s a pleasure to welcome you to Niflheim,” he says. He’s far more laid back and friendly than his family. His father is behind him, watching closely but not disapprovingly. While Carmine isn’t following military protocol, he is being polite still so that’s good enough for him.

[sasouken]

@gravesung liked ❀ for a starter + ravus !

"there's no need to be rude. noct isn't even here so you can, like, chill out for a sec."

[aeternxm]

takes him a second to recover - it's commitment to the bit more than anything, but any form of compliment is bound to send him a little bit. ❝ huh? right... oh, right! hey, just a little bit further up this hill. it's usually around this time where the sun catches juuuust right between those two mountains over there and i've been trying to weeks to get the perfect shot. maybe today's the day! ❞

"let's  get  off  the  ground,  yeah?"  he's  so  silly.  all  she  said  was  that  his  photos  were  breathtaking.  "look,  the  sun  will  be  setting  soon.  you  don't  want  to  miss  a  photo  opportunity,  right?"

[fairlyxlocal]

@highwindo sent, ❝ you’re soaked ! what were you doing out there ? did you forget an umbrella ? come inside so we can dry you off … ❞ -prompto

he runs his hands through his hair as though tying it back, squeezing out the excess water -- well, most of it. he hadn't realized how long he'd been out. prompto doesn't even remember when it started raining.

"i was... looking for someone."

[madeimpact]

❝ JEEZ! Finally! I really need to grab more bug spray next time we're close to a shop. What did I look like to that moth, anyway? A lamp — ❞

Glances two paces over at the other guys surrounding Noct and his salad.

❝ — Whoa. What did you guys DO to him??? ❞

[cpirits]

★ ━━━━━━ Hands buried in his hair, Noctis pressed his skull, the back of his neck tingly, which only made a pit of worry deep in his gut. He felt like he'd throw up from the stress; though he knew talking was good he didn't want to alarm everyone -- especially Ignis, he'd go all Mother Hen.

Noctis innately missed everything back home, but it was gone, his Father was dead and he never had time to mourn, still just pushing on as the war ravaged every corner, and they couldn't stop for very long. It all set him on edge constantly and his mind had been troubled ever since they set foot on the road.

"I wish it could be over fast, I wish we didn't have to do what we do." He leaned back on the ground, turning on his side; he really did feel sick. "I hate being a Prince in this situation."

cpirits​:

〜 多くの魂 ———  It was strange that he only thought about when he fought beasts and the like, though it had also been present when he tried to sleep, that nagging feeling, like one of these days he’d wake up to find the camp deserted and himself the only one. It made his stomach turn as he didn’t know the reason for the flashes and feelings he was having. 

〜 多くの魂 ———  Holding his arm, Noctis frowned and looked out again at the scenery before them ( Ignis and Gladio were already hard at work preparing food and drink fo the four ) so he didn’t want to worry everyone. Prompto was his best friend, and he could be trusted with the secret for now. “I just…” He bit his lip, afraid to speak his mind about it, as if it would suddenly mae it real. He didn’t wat to be alone, he couldn’t handle it all by himself ( that was the entire reason they all came along ).

〜 多くの魂 ———  He sat down on the ground, leaning his head in his hands. “It’s not easy Prompto… losing my Father and the kingdom to those jerks.” He clenched a fist and sighed. “I want to be with you all even after i become King, if that happens….”

Prompto wishes he can do more than just listen like this. Their journey was supposed to be a happy one. He had been so excited for Noctis and Lunafreya’s wedding, and now, no one knows if it will truly happen because they need to deal with the war first. It’s normal, but their journey is now so DIFFERENT than what was first planned.

The gunner is glad he at least learned to fight and became a member of the Crownsguard before they left Insomnia. At least, he can be USEFUL to Noctis, Gladio and Ignis. He’s a bit clumsy on the battlefield, but it could have been far worse. 

He nods. “But we’ll be at your side, buddy. Iggy is still gonna be your advisor, Gladio is still gonna be your shield, and I’m still gonna be your best friend. We’ll all be there for you and fight at your side if it’s necessary.” He assures, letting a smile cross his features. 

[linkemon]

Mayhem (Noctis Lucis Caelum x Reader) [Soulmate AU]

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"ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴀʀʀɪɴɢ ʀᴇꜱᴜʟᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ. ꜱʜᴇ ʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ʜᴇʀ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴠᴇ, ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴀʀᴍ. ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʟɪɴᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴍᴇᴅ ᴀɴ ᴏʀɴᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ 'ꜰᴀʀᴇᴡᴇʟʟ'."

ᴀᴅᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍ��ᴛɪᴏɴ: 1. ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ ʀᴇɢᴀʀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ. 2. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ꜱᴏᴜʟᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴀᴜ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ (ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ) ᴀʀᴇ ɢɪꜰᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴏᴜʟᴍᴀᴛᴇ.

— You lost! Show it! — Gladio shouted right next to [Reader's] ear.

— You cheated — she gasped, clutching the wooden sword.

— All's fair in love and war!

— We're not at war, we're just doing training exercises — the little girl replied.

She wasn't happy with the sparring result but she kept her promise. She rolled up her sleeve, revealing the tattoo on her forearm. The black line formed an ornately written "Farewell"

— I was hoping for something better.

— Do not get smart up. You don't have the skill yourself yet.

— It won't be easy to find a soulmate with something like that. I hope my skill will be better.

The girl didn't want to admit it but she was thinking exactly the same thing. Many people were given simpler instructions. She has always dreamed of a timer or a red thread. They didn't require much attention. Meanwhile, she was given a word that anyone could have said to her.

— Maybe I'll hear my soulmate say goodbye to someone? Or will this be a slogan describing our entire relationship? You know... we'll be such a nice couple that we won't want to be apart?

***

[Reader] stared at the three friends who had come to the training ground. She was glad Noctis wasn't with them.

She thought no one would come here in the middle of the night. She had been able to avoid meetings over the past few days but it seemed like that wasn't the case this time.

— I don't want to talk to you.

She swung her sword, practicing the sequence.

— Listen, you can just sit here for me but he doesn't want to go anywhere without you...

Gladiolus didn't finish his sentence because Prompto kicked him in the ankle with all his might.

— How can you say such things to a girl? — Prompto was outraged. — Sorry, I have to send a text message quickly. — He took out his phone.

Ignis looked at the other two and sighed. He adjusted his glasses. He felt the need to do this whenever he got irritated.

— Why are you avoiding the prince?

— Damn it! We all know why. We are not making idiots of ourselves.

King's Shield was tired. He wanted to put the whole trip behind him. Altissia was far from Insomnia. They had a long journey ahead of them and he felt like he was babysitting Noctis instead of preparing for it.

The prince insisted that he wanted to see [Reader] at his wedding to Lunafreya. He proposed it to her and she awkwardly excused herself and they haven't seen each other since.

— Wait... so we know why she's avoiding him? — Prompto frowned in concentration.

It took him a few seconds to understand what Gladiolus was talking about.

— Aaah... That's what you mean... — He tapped his forehead lightly.

— Let's end this circus. You're coming with us. Even the king said it was a great idea.

— He didn't give me an order.

[Reader] knew she was arguing like a little child but she had a hard time hiding her reluctance.

— Stop being so selfish! — Gladio knocked the training sword out of her hand.

He did it easily. He surpassed her in terms of physical strength. Not to mention his skills were next level.

He froze the moment he saw her face. The moonlight helped him see tears in the corners of his eyes. She turned her head to wipe them gently.

He felt guilty.

They had been friends since childhood.

— Damn it! — He pinched the bridge of his nose. — I'm sorry, okay? I'm just... fed up with it.

Ignis didn't say anything. He looked at him reprimandingly and Gladio realized that he was in for a good sermon. Ignis took an embroidered handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to the girl. She accepted it gratefully.

— It's not your fault... none of you... Let's be honest, neither is it Noctis's fault. But so what? Should I be a bridesmaid at a wedding I don't want to see? Watch someone I've been in love with for so many years get married? Congratulate my rival with whom I never stood a chance? I want Noctis to be happy but... that doesn't mean I have to watch it all.

The girl felt all the emotions she had been carrying since the announcement of the engagement slipping away. Grief gripped her heart and the words stuck in her throat. Her fingers tightened around Ignis's handkerchief. There was a deafening silence, broken only by the night chirping of crickets.

The friends looked towards the entrance. She followed their gaze.

He stood there.

— We'll leave you two alone — Prompto suggested.

He hoped [Reader] wouldn't find out that he was the one who notified Noctis via text message. Otherwise he would be in big trouble.

— I think we need to talk — said the prince.

— You didn't overhear everything? — she asked bitterly.

Blue eyes stared at her intensely.

— I want you to tell me about it properly now.

— NO. — She sat down on the stone wall. — Do you know why? Because it doesn't make sense. I won't change anything.

— You know...

— I know! You are responsible for Lucis... And you will be king one day... And you love Lunafreya... And we need this marriage...

Noctis looked at the brightly shining moon above his head.

It was as if in its light he could no longer hide anything.

He felt he had failed as a friend.

He knew for a long time. He just never wanted to let that thought come to the fore. It was easier to push it to the bottom of his mind and tell himself it was just a delusion. He was afraid to face a feeling he didn't reciprocate.

— [Reader], if you had told me earlier...

She felt a pang in her chest. He had no soulmate skill. Fate didn't decide for him. He chose Luna of his own free will.

— I wouldn't change anything. You love each other and I want you to be happy but please — she took a deep breath — don't make me go there. My heart can't bear it.

In her imagination she saw a beautiful bride. Blond curls were tied up in a high bun and the white dress rustled with every step. The Oracle held a bouquet of her favorite blue flowers as she looked for her fiancé.

Her fingers gripped the stone tightly.

He could give an order if he wanted.

— Then stay... but promise me our friendship won't end like this.

The prince felt that the thread that had connected them for a long time was breaking. He wanted desperately to save it, even though he felt it was over. All the years they spent together were gone.

— I promise that I will come after the wedding, together with your father, when I get myself together a bit. — She headed towards the exit.

— Farewell — he said with a slight smile.

She glanced briefly at the tattoo that had been with her for many years.

She didn't answer him.

***

— What is it about? — Noctis asked.

Ignis entered the room with a newspaper in his hand.

— Read it.

The Fall of Insomnia , said the headline. Gladiolus read it aloud, feeling growing anxiety.

— Is this some joke?

The prince wanted to tear out the newspaper and make sure he had heard correctly.

— There was an attack. The Imperial army has occupied the capital — Gladio continued. — The Treaty Room flashed brightly. Explosions were also heard. When the smoke cleared, the king was found... dead. — Gladio looked up.

— No... But... Wedding... Altissia...

— I know. That was the plan but... all the headlines in town can't be wrong.

Ignis looked at Noctis with regret. There was no way there could be a mistake.

The boy felt his heart beating fast and a cold sweat break out on him.

— Liars! — he shouted. — We have to check that.

— Shall we turn back? — Prompto assured.

— Yes.

***

— Betrayal! Protect His Majesty!

[Reader] managed to kill three opponents before she fell to the ground. Lights flashed all around and a loud explosion deprived her of hearing.

She put her fingers to her chest in surprise. A red, sticky liquid flowed from the deep wound. She tried to make a sound but was interrupted by darkness.

***

— Maybe these will be the last words you hear from him? He'll see you and decide it's time to say goodbye or something — he laughed.

— Gladio, I'm going to kill you!

— I'd like to see you try — said the new, short, dark-haired boy.

He poked his head out from behind one of the pillars and curiously walked to the middle of the training ground.

— I think it's time for me to introduce you to the spoiled prince. Noctis Lucis Caelum and his titles that I don't feel like listing...

[stonecoldmeme]

@painedprince [From here, because I remember how to do threads, really.]

Oh! Oh, well. If Noctis was that far along already, who was he to spend another second delaying something so much more interesting?

"My best boy, that's you." Prompto grinned with all the warmth of the sun... and just a little teasing playfulness. He leaned in again to brush his lips across Noctis' ear while praising, low and soft, "You are a very good boy, and I think I ought to show you how much I appreciate that."

With all the time they'd been intimate, all the time spent completely comfortable with each other, the blond had of course learned beyond just the basics of what made his fiance tick. But he was still more than willing to ride a fine line between checking for enthusiastic consent and keeping up the tease. Just a little. Fingers roamed over one of Noct's legs, trailing so very obviously upward. "Any requests about how I should reward you? Gotta earn that nap after all."

[sasouken]

purposeclaimed + alya !

"i'm totally—" he pants heavily, splayed out on the ground, "—not achey or in pain. totally and fully enjoyed getting my butt whooped. . ." training with alya had been tougher than he'd even been led on. there was no way he'd ever catch up with her or kai.