#( ic ⟡ noctis )

[missregality]

Liked how cold this looked.

[chippersweetbaby]

[norts-trolls]

Does Noctis find any old skills from being a laughsassin that come in handy while managing a pop group? I can't imagine the overlap is that big

Noctis: You'd be surprised how useful it is to get rid of competion or insiders. You're right it shouldn't be that big but with how stupid they all are the amount of shit I get dragged into makes me work more than I'd like to.

[heartbinders]

“say that again, but take all the words bigger than two syllables out for me.” ( prompto for noct

300 starters || @heartsintertvvined

❝ And here we see the goldfish attention span in action, ❞ Noct joked, even though the situation hardly called for it at a glance: crouched behind some bushes, with an angry looking cockatrice and her babies between them and the Regalia, parked at a haven several paces back, with all of their spare curatives in the trunk. He raised a hand, counting the syllables in each word for Prompto, taking his request in extremely literal fashion. It would almost read as cutting to anyone who didn't know his sense of humor well, but Prompto would understand.

❝ Go quiet. If spotted? Pew pew. Got it? ❞

[disposablepapercup]

The sun; the moon.

[mare--noctis]

The latest from 103.1 Mare Noctis Radio:

EA NHL soundtracks from 2021-2024 plus a couple extras thrown in.

[lifebinds]

" i can't go inside . " / to regis :) @royalarms

shoulder's slump ever a fraction with the words spoken. it is a pang through the form tethered to the ring. accursed upon a heavy hand. an heirloom that signified doom to each progeny it was passed to from first to now. the boy he sees before him. no man. never a man. always his boy. the road left to him was the long dark. a wake of misery he'd not wanted never for a second. in all of his hubris, if there were an offering to take all that noctis bore upon each of his shoulders. regis would not hesitate for such a deal.

hand falls upon his shoulder. emotions mix, conflicting. there's all but tears left to fall from his eyes. if only that would be afforded to him.

it is a wordless offer. a knowing steadiness in each ache of step. he swallows hard, biting back so many words. though . . . in truth regis had been a solitary creature for much of his life. he wants to tell his son to be selfish. to be happy. to forsake everything for a glimpse of what would be fleeting promises and terror bleeding into those happiest moments. he does not want this for his boy. their boy with chubby cheeks who refuses to eat vegetables. who wants to sit on the docks and kick his feet in the water while getting excited about all the different types of fish he can see. he understands why he can't do this. but he knows that he will. for he carries that same burden of reluctance. duty to those who do not hold the power that flows within shared blood.

❛  there is not a shadow you will cross, that i will not remain ever still at your side, noctis. where you go, you carry our love with you. always.  ❜

[royalarms]

she peeked over noctis' shoulder where he sat, eyes skimming the article before focusing on the picture. ❛ that's her? lunafreya? ❜ noctis' fiancée, from what she had gathered. ❛ she's pretty. ❜ kairi perked up a bit, hands on noctis' shoulders so she could lean a bit further forward, turning her head to look at him. ❛ can i meet her? ❜ in truth, she was just excited to possibly get to meet someone who meant so much to him, but she wasn't going to let him know that. ❛ i mean, someone's gotta tell her all the embarrassing stories about you from the trip! ❜

                                      ⸻ @corderis

the  moon  shines  outside  the  window  of  a  hotel  lobby  where  noctis  sits  ,  one  leg  crossed  over  the  other  ,  skimming  an  otherwise  boring  magazine  if  he  had  not  come  across  an  article  featuring  luna  exclusively  .  he  takes  the  time  to  scan  it  from  each  edge  of  the  page  ,  taking  in  the  details  and  laughing  to  himself  when  the  journalist  misses  the  mark  .  it's  like  he  still  knows  her  ,  despite  all  the  time  that's  passed  .  knows  her  enough  to  know  that  he  loves  her  ,  but  not  quite  enough  to  know  how  she's  changed  over  these  many  years  spent  apart  .  can't  be  sure  if  he's  in  love  with  her  ,  which  still  sits  like  guilt  heavy  against  his  heart  ,  but  he'd  commit  to  her  regardless  .  he  doesn't  have  the  audacity  to  complain  about  his  engagement  to  her  ,  and  yet  some  part  of  him  wishes  that  if  they  were  to  be  married   .   .   .   it  might  be  under  different  circumstances  .  perhaps  one  in  which  they  both  get  a  choice  in  the  matter  . 

still  ,  his  hand  is  drawn  like  a  magnet  to  the  page  as  his  fingers  glide  over  a  photo  of  her  .  he's  overtaken  by  nostalgia  ,  and  isn't  much  surprised  to  be  ‘  interrupted  ’  by  kairi  ,  but  she  certainly  does  something  to  bring  him  back  to  the  present  and  center  him  from  his  thoughts  .  he  hasn't  a  clue  how  long  she's  been  sitting  there  watching  him  .

❛  yeah  .   ❜   he  answers  ,  his  single  word  breathed  more  as  a  sigh  than  a  response  .  it's  an  affirmation  that  it  is  luna  on  this  page  and  that  she  is  indeed  very  pretty  .  every  day  he  wishes  to  have  the  chance  to  see  her  once  more  before  him  ,  though  ,  in  the  last  several  years  ,  such  occurence  has  only  managed  to  come  to  life  in  his  dreams  .

❛  y'know  ,  i'd  bet  she'd  love  to  hear  ‘em  .   ❜   he  allows  his  fantasies  of  a  hypothetical  situation  advance  his  thoughts  before  recognizing  what  exactly  it  is  they’re  talking  about  .   ❛  just  keep  it   .   .   .   pleasant  ,  if  you  would  .   ❜   his  voice  more  mockingly  teasing  than  anything  whilst  also  maintaining  a  sense  of  genuine  sincerity  .  if  kairi  informs  her  of  anything  too  telling  of  his  chaotic  adventures  ,  he's  not  sure  he  could  face  her  with  pride  for  some  time  .

[astralechoes]

"Why yes I will wear a dress whenever I goddamn want to."

[wispofisis]

2025 Fire and Ice Festival part two. Noctis got a little 3D printed dragon at the marketplace.

[okkanai]

> verse : chosen king of eos.

noctis is a calm, reserved individual who doesn't openly reveal the full extent of his abilities, preferring to keep his power under control. while he has the potential to rival even the strongest cursed spirits, he remains reluctant to embrace the responsibilities of his bloodline, always questioning if he’s truly capable of protecting others. despite his power, he is not driven by a desire for domination or control. noctis is more focused on the safety of his close circle of friends, & attempts to avoid conflict.

cursed technique . . .

noctis' cursed technique " astral dominion " is a rare, latent power which is tied to his bloodline as the heir to the lucis family. his ability is a unique blend of manipulation & summoning, channeling ancient & spiritual energy to control & command various astral entities, much like how he summons gods in his world. he can call upon manifestations of energy - based constructs from the spirits of past rulers, using them to fight, defend, or support him in combat. his abilities also allow him to temporarily harness the power of these beings, temporarily enhancing his own abilities.

celestial ward - a protective barrier formed by the spirits of his ancestors. the barrier is resistant to most physical & cursed energy attacks but requires significant concentration & energy from noctis. it can only be maintained for short periods, as the spirits demand a portion of his life force.

astral strike - noctis can summon weapons from the ethereal realm, primarily blades & spears that represent the strength of his lineage. these weapons are imbued with cursed energy, allowing them to cut through almost anything. he can also summon multiple weapons in rapid succession to overwhelm his opponents.

summoning of the six - noctis has the ability to summon powerful astral entities drawn from the collective memory of the six ( gods or high - level spirits ) he is connected to. these entities are projections of cursed energy that temporarily manifest to fight at his side. they are incredibly powerful, but calling on them takes a toll on noctis' body & energy. their presence is often short - lived.

domain expansion . . .

when noctis activates his domain expansion, the astral realm, he creates a vast, otherworldly arena where he has complete control over the battlefield. the space is a reflective, fragmented version of the heavens, with floating islands & ancient ruins. within this domain, noctis has an overwhelming advantage : the spirits of past kings, gods, & guardians manifest fully, assisting him with increased power. the domain enhances his summoning abilities, allowing him to call forth multiple astral entities at once. his opponents are surrounded by illusions of their deepest fears & weaknesses, created by the spirits that whisper through the domain. however, noctis is vulnerable during this time, as maintaining the domain drains his life force, leaving him weaker when it fades.

[tsckcyomi-archived]

"When I was six years old, my father used to make me eat my vegetables by threatening that the cooks would have to be sent away if I said that I don't like the food."

[chippersweetbaby]

sometimes it's fun to go out and have ice battles with giant monsters in the middle of the night. no matter what prompto says

[norts-trolls]

Noctis. What if I told you: you make me think of a crocodile. Not to get mixed up with an alligator. Crocs are cooler

Noctis: Wrong, I started off as a toad.

[heartbinders]

“Hey, might I get an, ah- … pardon me, please do not scream at me.” // ( Game Changer Sentence Starters ), from Ignis to Noctis because he absolutely would just barge on in while he's in the shower. XD

Well I gotta answer this one before Sunday is over huh || @tenebriism

Ugh, finally... another night of camping was simply NOT going to cut it. What Noctis was ready to give just for a hot shower before hitting the road again...

Too tired to even begin to think about little things like locking the door, the first thing Noct did once in the bathroom was start running the water, hot. Then he peeled his clothes off, nose scrunching up at how the sweat kept them clinging to his body in protest. He tossed everything haphazardly to the tile floor of the motel bathroom, more than happy to be rid of it. The room was starting to steam up nicely, too. Nice.

He was just about to reach for the door of the shower stall, when an unexpected click caused him to freeze up.

Noctis didn't scream. He wasn't really one to in situations like these. The noise that escaped his throat was more of a strained yelp than anything else. Other than that, he was more of a deer in the headlights, standing there totally in the nude. He dare not turn around and scandalize poor Ignis with even more of a show than he was already getting. How much cover was the shower steam giving his bare ass, again? Enough, he could only hope, God.

It took a moment for some sense to kick in, but eventually it did. Noctis pulled the shower door open and stepped in so quickly, it was a wonder he didn't slip. He pulled it shut, back still to Ignis. Cleared his throat. Had he run the water too hot?

❝ Y — Yeah, just grab whatever. Uh...can you turn the lock on your way out? ❞

[rexelectus]

● — || @tenebriism sent : “ i’m not giving up on you. not ever. ”

● — || Mornings were never his favourite time of day , but Iggy made them decent . Between the [ [ g e n t l e ] ] wakeups when the sunlight peeked through his curtains , to the the breakfast that was made just to how he liked it -- complete with sugared cereals , of course ! Though , kept to a minimum under Advisor guidance , he still took a win by adding [ [ h e a p s ] ] of sugar to his morning tea .

Slowly , Noctis worked on his breakfast while [ [ h a l f ] ] awake in his normal state . Their chatter was normal , quiet , but still pleasant as the two shared their morning routine together . It was simple , but , somehow , moments like these were always ones that the young royal wouldn''t change for anything in the world .

'These won't last forever . Iggy won't last forever .'

Like his thoughts were being read out loud , Ignis' voice cut through the loud sounds within his mind , causing his crystal blues to flicker up from his cup of tea to find warm , hazel green .

❝ I . . . never said you were going to give up on me . ❞

Noctis replied quietly as he slowly lowered his spoon against the edge of his bowl .

❝I know that's the oat you took when you took your role , Iggy . To this day , that's still . . . a big promise to keep . ❞

He shifted in his seat as the topic of [ [ h a r d ] ] conversations started to weigh on him . He wasn't ready for this conversation -- truth be told , he didn't think he would [ [ e v e r ] ] be ready for it .

❝ You sure you can handle it ? ❞

There's a slight hint of warmth in Noct's tone , but in his eyes . . . was a tinge of sadness . Every day he knows how much of a blessing it is to have Ignis in his life , and every day he remembers that his main job is to keep Noctis safe . . . meaning these mornings could abruptly end any moment .