#every time i see [spoilers] with a big vertical scar

[peacevine]

You Are Not Immune To fanart of characters who die in canon that has them alive and well, with scars from the wound that originally killed them

[sarahjtv]

BNHA Chapter 317 Spoiler Analysis: Everything Hurts and I’m Dying

The BNHA Chapter 317 leaks are out, I can’t wait until Sunday this time, and I’m fuckity sad as hell 😭.  We have more Deku angst and more Dad Might angst.  Also pro hero angst.  But, there’s Shoto Todoroki crumbs!  I’m happy about that.  Maybe the POV will change to the students soon.  At least I hope.  I want an update on them:

We do get a cover page for this chapter and it looks amazing!  Like really, Horikoshi-sensei is snapping hard with the art in these recent chapters.  Deku just looks amazing.  The detail in the pen lines in on this page is incredible.  I can’t imagine the amount of work and patience that went into making this. It reminds me of the hard work Berserk’s mangaka, Kentaro Miura, went into drawing his manga.  I wonder if this is a homage of some sorts.  Kinda to honor Miura’s passing in a way.  

But yeah, Deku looks so good, but he’s so, so tired.  His eyes are practically black, his costume is more torn than before, his metal mask is crumbling from the damage it’s taken, and there are obvious bags under his eyes.  That bright-eyed Izuku Midoriya we knew in the past is almost entirely gone.  Deku’s seen shit and he is exhausted from all of it.  I truly want this kid to get some sleep and take a shower in something other than the rain.  I honestly don’t know how much longer his mentality’s going to last at this point.  I’d say 1-2 more chapters maybe.

The Pro Heroes and Deku managed to survive the blast from the last chapter thank god.  Unfortunately, they’re back to square 1 on AFO and Shigaraki’s whereabouts.  Edgeshot suggest taking to Lady Nagant to get some more info, but she’s still unconscious in the hospital.  He also suggest that OFA should be finally be known to the public in order to gain more allies and support Deku.  This pretty much confirms that Edgeshot, Mt. Lady, and Kamui Woods know about OFA at this point.  I wonder if other heroes like Mirko and Aizawa know now too.  Actually, given that Deku told all of his classmates, Aizawa most likely knows now too.

And thing is, yeah, telling more people about OFA will probably give Deku more allies, but it will also put massive targets on their backs too.  More villains will go after Deku as well.  This Quirk was kept a secret for a reason after all.  It would be a big risk if they choose to release the info on OFA.

A flashback comes in showing that Death Arms (the big bulky Pro Hero who Jiro did her first internship with) has given up.  The booing managed to overweigh the cheers of heroism.  It’s a small scene, but Death Arms was actually one of the first Pro Heroes we ever saw in the series.  He helped protect the citizens back when the giant villain was attacking the city.  It’s honestly sad to see one of the first heroes in the series give up after everything the world has come to.

Back to the present, more Pro Heroes are giving up every day and some are even leaking info to the media.  Which means that people are getting close to finding out about the truth of OFA.  That also means people will start blaming Deku more.  The last thing Deku needs is to be blamed for something he didn’t do.  That would make things so much worse for him.

Mt. Lady (who has a vertical scar on top of her left eye now) brings up a good point here: AFO could leak out the truth about OFA at any point, but he hasn’t.  He has to have a reason behind that.  Maybe he thinks that would be too easy.  Maybe AFO wants to play with his chess pieces more before killing them off.  Maybe he just wants to see all his enemies suffer first.

Also, can I just point out how cool it is to see Mt. Lady act as a real Pro Hero?  At the beginning of the series, it was clear she was only in it for fame and glory.  If she was the same as before, she would’ve retired by now.  But instead, she’s actively helping Deku out as his ally and keeping him safe.  You love to see that character development.

AND NOW WE HAVE SHOTO CRUMBS 💙😭!!!!  No new panels except for the flashback back in Central Hospital, but he did leave a missed call for Endeavor and a message asking him to call him back.  Given Shoto’s relationship with Endeavor right now, things are probably still slowly improving with them.  And what Shoto found must be incredibly important given that he wants to talk to Endeavor immediately.  Is it about Dabi?  Is it about Deku???  Maybe both????  I mean, Shoto has to know that Endeavor is working with Deku, right?  I think?  CAN HE BRING DEKU HOME MAYBE???  IDK, I’M JUST HAPPY TO HEAR MY ICY-HOT BOY AGAIN IN THE MANGA I WILL TAKE WHAT I CAN GET, HORIKOSHI 💙🤍❤️😭

In the meantime, Hawks gets a call from All Might and Deku managed to easily defeat a hired villain.  And good god Deku looks so badass and haunting here.  That villain is slumped and Deku’s holding him with one big strand of Blackwhip with ONE FINGER.  Deku took that villain out effortlessly.  He really has gotten stronger with OFA.  I’d be scared of this kid if I faced him.

After the villain is captured, Deku is ready to leave immediately after.  But, Dad Might is so worried about his green son 😭!  All Might tries to reason with Deku and tries to give him a bento box, but Deku refuses and says that All Might doesn’t need to follow him anymore because he can take care of himself now like All Might did in his prime and he doesn’t want All Might to get hurt.  THE PANELS THAT GO WITH THIS SCENE MAKES ME CRY SO MUCH!!!  ALL MIGHT TRIES TO REACH FOR DEKU’S HAND BEFORE HE LEAVES, BUT HE CAN’T SO HE TRIPS ON THE GROUND AND THE BENTO BOX FALLS ON THE GRASS AND ALL MIGHT HAS FLASHBACKS TO WANTING TO PROTECT DEKU AND HE’S SO WORRIED OH MY GOD I CAN’T DO THIS HORIKOSHI WHY *SCREAMS INTO THE VOID*😭😭😭

All Might thinks on how he should’ve told Deku to get some rest instead of letting Deku go.  God, All Might is honestly the best Dad for Deku next to Aizawa.  Screw you, Hisashi, you can stay overseas wherever the hell you are.  There’s also a panel of Stain who listened in on Deku and All Might’s conversation.  I don’t think Stain will kill All Might since Stain considered All Might to be one of the true heroes out there (he might encounter Deku though if we’re going by how Deku encountered Muscular and Overhaul).  But, I am worried that All Might will die somehow before Deku can come back to see him.  Which would absolutely kill me.  Imagine if Deku comes back to All Might on his deathbed and that’s the last conversation they will ever have until Deku sees All Might in the vestige world.  God, I would cry for weeks if that happened.  

So, over the weeks, Deku has kind of become an urban legend all over Japan apparently.  They would see him as someone who appears silently and has multiple Quirks.  They say his body is full of wounds, blood, and mud (Deku need a real shower bad, someone get Wash).  It’s interesting how Deku’s become this kind of myth that’s been going on in Japan.  Like, he’s this mythical being that no one really knows about but is like their dark guardian angel protecting them from harm.  Very much like a vigilante.  

The final panel shows Deku looking like a monster/demon with OFA going and Blackwhip coming out of his arms all Venom like and his clothes are in even more tatters (his other Mid-Gauntlet on his right arm is broken now too).  The last dialogue bubble has a citizen say that “I heard he doesn’t look like a hero at all”  This last page is so, SO well done!  Horikoshi has been giving us nothing but straight 🔥 since this arc began.  Deku looks nothing like that wide-eyed hero-in-training we knew before the war arc.  That glimmer in his eyes is all but gone.  I can’t believe that sweet broccoli boy has descended into this dark vigilante who’s mental state is on the brink of breaking.  He’s still as badass as ever though.  Like, Deku really looks like a villain here, but we know he’s not.  Horikoshi really likes Venom as much as he loves Spider-Man I think.  This is like Venom mixed with Batman/Arkham.  It’s like the series went from happy Marvel to dark DC in the best way possible.  It’s honestly great.  But, I’m so worried about Deku and All Might.  I want the kids (specifically Bakugo or Shoto) and Aizawa to fetch them and bring them home.  Even if it resorts to fighting to drag Deku back.  Deku can’t keep isolating himself like this forever; he needs all the help he can get.  His friends can more than handle their own.  Again, I’ll give him 1-2 chapters until Deku breaks entirely.  

Me sobbing from pain and angst throughout the entire chapter:       

[theflyingpeaches]

FFXV: Long Story Short

Note: Though one can dream, I do not own any part of Final Fantasy!

This story will be very "Slice of Life." It will focus on day by day life significantly more than actual Final Fantasy-ish stuff. The way I plan to write it will span before during and after the main story. 

So even if in the first few chapters there are none, i'll still say SPOILER WARNING just to be safe.

Category: Friendship, Adventure, Romance, Fluff (will most likely get smutty at times), Action, Comfort, Slice of Life Cypress Park : 11:54 : 196 days "Tell me why we're doing this again?" The voice of Noctis could be heard.

"It's gonna make you look like a total badass, now hold still!" You reply sternly.

"This smells weird. I don't like it."

"Stop moving, Noct! You're gonna spill it!"

The time was 11:54pm, well past the curfew of a young prince. Especially one with school in the morning. The stars were out in the millions tonight, and they were shining on all of those beneath them. The midnight blue sky further illuminated the bright lucid balls of white. The weather was too hot for a jacket, but too cold for short sleeves. Still, that didn't stop you from wearing your strapless white shirt. There was an empty park that sat two young kids. They were about 17 years old. It was you and Noctis.

He sat on the cold black metal bench under a large tree of fallen multicolored leaves. You sat beside the boy with your legs tucked beneath your thighs. Certainly when you stood up you'd be sporting some nice vertical bench scars from the metal pressing deep into your uncovered covered legs. There were few lights on in the green meadow, and if not directly under one it was hard to see who was around.

"Last one." You dipped the brush of the nail polish wand back in and painted his final fingernail. Whisking the brush on each side, you'd evenly coat the nail, "Done!"

The boy outstretched his hand and looked at the freshly layered black nails, "I'm taking it off."

"No!" You shoot him a serious look. "Come on, it looks cool. Just keep it on for a day? Pleeeeease?" You poke out your bottom lip to a pout and widen your eyes.

"Oh wow, you're really doing this right now? The sad puppy look? I have school tomorrow. I'm gonna look stupid."

Twisting the cap back on the polish you cock your head to the side, "Since when do you care about how other's view you?"

The boy stood up from the bench, "I don't, and that includes you. So I'm taking it off."

"Stop it!" You yell at the boy as he runs opposite your direction.

You catch up to the raven haired boy and jump on his back, "Leave it! I'm gonna bite you if you don't stop playing around!"

"Quit it! Ouch! That's my ear! Would you get off of me!" Noct aimlessly ran around trying to get you off his back.

As the boy scrambled around, his eyes caught the sight of a familiar face. His laughing ceased, and so did yours.

"What?" You whispered.

The sneaky boy backed away from the spotlight and into a less radiant area of the park. Noct rose his eyebrows, "Tall, dark, and ready to kick my ass at 10:00."

Ah, yes. Who else would it be than Gladiolus of course. The tall young man was just a few yards away, and by the scowl on his face you could tell that he was definitely ready to wring some necks. Yes, Noctis was independent and on his own, but that didn't mean he wasn't checked up on every now and then... especially when he and the big guy had plans to hang out.

Slowly you climb off of the boy's back and look over his shoulder. To be honest, you weren't worried at all. He could be easily outwitted in a heavily wooded park like this.

"We are so dead if he catches us." The boy's blue eyes shot back at you.

"We?" Your tone of whisper heightens. "He doesn't know me. Hell, I have nothing to do with this. For all he knows I'm just some punk kid who's staying out late."

The words you spoke were true. When it came to the royals, the only one you knew was Noctis. It wasn't his doing keeping you away from his family, it was your own. You did your best to distance yourself from the kingdom and anyone involved. You had your reasons, and quite frankly, they made Noctis a bit weary at times.

He looked back at you, and it was rare for the boy to make the face he was currently making. He wasn't a person of too many facial expressions, but the one he had now always meant trouble for you. With his eyebrows raised high and his eyes opened wide, you shook your head before you even heard his plan.

"Nope, I'm not doing it." You began to quietly creep away.

"Just go out there as a distraction while I run home. Come on. You said it yourself, he doesn't even know you."

"Noct I have to get home."

"Come on." There was a tinge of irritation in his voice. "Just come back to my place and after everything calms down and I'll let you drive the Regalia."

Ooh, he was playing hardball, and it was one you considered striking out for. 

Pursing you lips, you shove the boy, "Fine, but you owe me more that a damn ride, you hear me?"

Waiting for the perfect moment, Noct began to inch away, and you hysterically ran into the light.

Putting your thumb and index finger to your lips, you whistled loudly. "Benedict!" You searched around frantically. 

Turning left and right, your wavy black skirt blew in the wind created by your running. "Oh no no no no! Benedict where are you?!"

Dropping to your knees, you place a hand over your mouth and shake your head. "This can't be happening."

"A-are you okay?" 

Bingo! It was the voice of Gladiolus completely on cue. 

Looking up, you revealed to him your teary eyes, "It's my dog. I lost him. He was the cutest little thing. He could fit right in the palm of your hand."

The man extended his hand and helped you up. "I'm sorry to hear that."

"Can you please help me find him? I've had him for 8 years! That's almost half my life! He's all I know!" You wiped the glistening tear of deceit from your cheek.

The man turned around as he heard a rustling in the trees. His eyes could make out the figure of a person running away. Yes it was dark, but there was only few people who'd be out in this park late at night, and even fewer who'd have that ever so luminous red at the bottom of their shoes. 

"Hey!" Gladiolus yelled at the person. "I know that's you Noc-"

Before the big man ran away, you grabbed his forearm and pulled him back. "W-wait. I think I see him over here!”

The man turned to you and... what was that? Were you really doing the sad puppy look twice in one night? Yes, yes you were. Worst part about it was that it played on the man's sympathies more than it does with Noctis.

"Damn." He sighed under his breath. "C'mon." 

The two of you ran in the direction opposite the rebel prince. You had no honest clue where you were going, but you had to get him away from where he was. Suddenly your eyes catch a glimpse of a large bloodhound running your way. What a miracle it was that you could get out of this lie, finally.

"Benedict! It's you!" You shouted and released your grip on the man. "Thank you so much! You helped me find him!" 

The random stray tackled you into the grass and relentlessly licked your face. Who's dog was this?

"You're welcome?" The young man scratched his head. "I thought you said he could... 'fit in the palm of your hand.' Also... 'he' is missing some things. Are you sure this is your dog?"

Pushing the dog away, you nervously laugh, "No, no. Not MY hand, I meant your hand. He could fit in the palm of YOUR hand. Heh heh." Nice save idiot.

You looked at the dog and noticed that, yup, he was in fact a she. You put two fictitious hands to your cheeks, "Benedict! You're a girl?! I can't believe it! I just thought that's what neutered dogs looked like! Crazy how you can be around something so long and not even know the secrets hiding right under your nose."

The suspicious man slightly scowled under his breath, "For eight years?"

Gladio knew if that person indeed was Noctis, he was long gone by now. There was no sense dwelling on it. He'd give the dog a couple pets and smile back at you. 

"Glad you're reunited now. Name's Gladiolus by the way." He drew out his hand for a handshake.

Smiling, you shake his hand and simultaneously attempt to calm down this insistent dog. "Good to meet you. I would tell you my name, but mother always told me to never tell my name to a stranger. If you meet twice, then they're an acquaintance worthy of notation. So, until we meet again Gladiolus."

The two of you part, and you walk away fuming. Not only did you barely make it out of a lie, but now you had to walk back to Noct's place, and you had a dog following you.

"You owe me big time princess." You mumble under your breath... Apartment : 11:22am : 195 days It was the next day, or, closer to noon really. Your eyes barely cracked open as you woke up to the delicious smell of a hearty meal. You couldn't help but smile as it was a rarity for the prissy noble to actually cook. Even if he did it was usually some kind of instant food.

You rose from the guest bed with your hair tangled and matted. You wore a plain white shirt that showed just a bit of midriff and pink gingham pajama shorts as you exited the room. You were so tired you didn't even remember getting changed into this... or coming over for that matter. As you opened the door the scent got stronger and closer. The sound of sizzling meat filled your ears, and the smell further enveloped your nostrils. Your mouth literally watered at the thought of tasting the cuisine.

You sleepily turned the corner and yawned as you spoke. "On your lunch break kinda early aren't... you..?"

Your words slowed down as you were faced with a strange man in the kitchen. Normally you'd attempt to take off the head of any stranger invading private property, but this man cleaned up the place, and it was he who was cooking. In fact, you noticed the dog from the night before in the corner chomping away on food that looked much better than anything you'd ever eaten at home.

You furrow your brows as you hesitantly check out the food. "Who are you?"

The man turned around startled by your voice. Ignis Scientia had long worked for King Regis and his family, but you'd never met him. 

The man was calm on the outside, but inside he was ready to pounce if you tried anything funny. "I have worked for the Lucis Caelum family for quite some time now. I've seen you when picking up Noct a few times but we've never properly met. Ignis is the formality."

"Oh, right." You spewed your words in the most nonchalant manner. To be honest you didn't remember seeing him at all. Either your memory was terrible or he was much more observant than you.

He was confused. Why did the boy never mention you or bring you home? "You've never come home with him."

"Yeah, well we hang outside a lot. I don't really like going over people's houses so that's probably why we never met." 

It was strange to hear you say that as you were literally in his place of residence as you spoke. You walk toward the man and notice that he has his hands completely full. He was simultaneously making lunch, preparing a dessert, and cleaning as he went.

You lean over the counter with your arms folded at its edge. "So, can I help?"

He was kind of taken aback by your offer. He stopped whisking the mixture in the bowl and just stared at you a moment. He wasn't meaning to be rude, but he wasn't expecting you to offer your services.

"Do you know how to whisk?" The man outstretched his arms with the bowl.

Receiving the glass dish you picked up where he left off. "Yes, I know how to motion my arm in a circle." You rolled your eyes and poked fun of his profession a bit.

"Good, because I need you to continue that for the next 5 minutes." He'd tend back to the food on the stove.

You walked over to the stove and completely invaded the man's personal space as you attempted to get a better look at the food. Your elbow lightly tapped into his side as you continued to stir.

"So you like cooking?" You start as you look up to the man beside you.

He'd not shoo you from his space, but his body language suggested he wanted you to move back a little. "Yes, it is quite relaxing. I do enjoy it and the smile it puts on the faces of the people I serve."

Backing away, you hop up and sit on the counter opposite the stove. "That's cool. I don't really know how to cook. Wanna teach me?" You chuckled from your jocular tone.

"I'm always willing to teach those interested in the culinary arts. What is your availability?"

Your laughing stopped as he was being completely serious. You had an interest in cooking, but you didn't want to commit to lessons. "Um, yeah. Well I'm free tomorrow, maybe?" 

The sandy blond sighed at your words. "Actually I meant long term. Unless you only want to learn one recipe?"

"No, no." You stop stirring. "I've got an open schedule. I just didn't want to infringe. As fun as teaching a perfect stranger to cook is, I'm sure you want your free time."

The man clamped the meat on the stove with his tongs and placed it on a nearby plate. "Don't worry about it. I cook lunch for the prince everyday. Whenever you choose to drop in and learn is up to you. How's that sound?"

As you whisked the mixture in your arms, your eyes focused in on the time displayed from the microwave. You'd without a word set the glass bowl down and hop off the counter. You seemed to be in a panic like you'd forgotten something. 

"Shit!" You whispered loudly.

"Is everything alright?" Ignis yelled to you as you sped off to the guest room once again.

"Yes!" Your brain barely registered what he'd even said. You opened the closet and took a pair of Noctis' unused clothes out. Slipping the odd fitting garbs on, you were headed out the door. 

"Sorry I can't stay! I totally forgot I'm late for something! But yes! Open schedule is perfect! It's a date. Well, not a date but you know what I mean." You rolled your eyes at your own words as you whistled to the dog. "Come on Benedict!"

You didn't know why you were still hanging around this dog, or calling it Benedict for that matter. You just felt some responsibility for her though, and leaving her at Noct's place just didn't seem right.

"Okay, bye. See ya when I see ya!" Middle Park : 12:35pm : 195 days You are sitting by your lonesome twiddling with the small red diamond necklace around your neck. It was the size of an eraser head, and by far the most expensive thing you owned. When it came to the necklace, honestly, you'd rather live in ignorance about the price tag. If you knew, you'd probably never wear it in fear of losing it.

Benedict ran freely on the grassy hill, and you just watched her. You were enjoying the balmy end of Summer weather on a bench overlooking the town below. You focus back to the excited dog, and you sigh to yourself. 

Your eyes shift to the right but your head stays still. There is a person sitting on the other end of the bench. Your breathing slows and your saliva thickens. 

They are covered head to toe in a thick black cloth. The only part of their skin that is visible is around their piercing daffodil eyes. 

The person is peers out at the distance. "Look forward." Their raspy voice demands you, and like clockwork, you comply. "You're late."

Your thumb nail slowly digs into the backside of your hand from the nerves. Taking a deep breath, you hesitantly reply. "I'm sorry. I was just..."

"You're getting too close to that family. Do you really wish to open Pandora's box so soon?" The black hooded person picks a tiny white daisy from the side of the bench and a chilling laugh bellows from their throat. "195 days."

They stand up from the bench and begin their leave. "195 exactly and not a day more. I'm setting sail to Altissia. When I return, be ready, and pray you are not late again."

As the person walked away you were left with a feeling of unease. Threats were all well and good, but this was something different. This was the reason you never went home with Noctis to meet the family or vice versa. He was your best friend of 6 years and yet he knew so little about you. Just as you take a sigh of relief, you feel two hands press down on your shoulders, and a chin dig slightly into the top of your head. "Guess whooooo?" You quickly extend your arms and push the head of said person off of you. You yell in a slightly shaky voice "Prompto! What the hell? You scared me half to death!"

The boy bounced around to the front of the bench and sat beside you. "Oops. Shouldn't you be in school right now?"

You simultaneously narrow your eyes and raise a brow, "Shouldn't you?"

"I did go!" He'd reply defensively.  "Anyway, I saw what you did to Noct's hands and I want it too. Blacken my nails, if you would."

You put a hand over your mouth and chuckle, "He actually went to school like that? I thought he'd chicken out!"

The request from Prompto finally set in, and you got a bit quiet. "I can paint them for you. Just give me your hand. But don't look. I want it to be a surprise."

You pulled out the nail polish from a small brown shoulder bag. It was genuine leather with two straps in the front to secure the inside. 

The boy put his hand in yours and you began to paint. These were the times you'd remember most fondly when reminiscing on your youth. It was the little things that made you happy.

You'd look at the boy with a bit of a pout, "Hey, you do realize you can pay someone to get this done? I'm not the only one in Insomnia who knows how to paint nails Prompto."

You motioned to the boy, beckoning him over. "Gimmie your other hand, and no peeking!"

He'd blindly lead his right hand into your grasp. "Why would I pay when I've got you? Put those hands to good use for once."

"For once?!" You lightly backhand the freckled boy's cheek. The hit wasn't too hard, but but his sensitive skin reddened accordingly.

Tossing his hand away, you put the tiny bottle back into your bag. You'd put the brown pack on your shoulder and slowly walk away from the bench. "Okay, you can look now Mr. Badass number 2."

Prompto grit his teeth as he looked at you. "Um, why are you leaving?" His focal point changed and he looked at the glistening Barbie pink nail polish coated ever so brightly against his pale skin. 

His lips pursed to one side as he nodded in acceptance. "Oh, that's why you were leaving." The small framed boy stood up from the bench. "Because I'm going to kill you!"

His spiky blond hair blew back in the breeze as he chased after you. Down the large hill you ran until the arms of the young gunner tackled you to the ground. With his pale arms wrapped around you, you both began to laugh hysterically. He'd bury his face into your shoulder and continue to bust a gut. As you were brought to tears, nothing in the world could rip you down from this kind of high.

Yes, it was definitely times like these that you'd remember most fondly.

"Get off of me Prompto." You giggled uncontrollably. "I need to go to the store."

The boy of course did the exact opposite of what you asked and squeezed you tighter, "Not until I get nail polish remover!"

"No! Let me go!" Your voice strained as you broke free of his grasp. "It brings out your eyes. Don't you wanna look pretty for all the girl's you'll be hitting on?"

"Hey, you don't know that for sure." He'd defensively cross his arms as he continued to lay in the grass.

Standing over the blond with a leg on each side, you shake your head disappointingly. "Prompto, I think that even death can't hold a candle to you when it comes to life's guarantees."

You started to walk away, and the blond grabbed a hold of your black cashmere shorts. "Are these Noct's? Did you guys have a sleepover and not tell me?"

Raising your hand you swat him away. "Yes, and yes. Didn't you know? Noctis and I are becoming a duo again. You are officially kicked out of the 3 Amigos."

As you swung your leg around to step back over the boy, he'd grab your ankle and pull you to the ground. "Don't lie to me!"

Again, you start to laugh at the priceless exchange between you and Prompto. "Calm down! I'm only kidding. I don't know what I'd do with myself if I had to hang out with either of you by myself all the time."

The boy finally stood up from the ground and lent you a helping hand. "Come on. You said you had to go to the store right? Let's go!"

"W-wait I meant..." You couldn't get your words out as the boy already started taking off down the hill.

You put a hand on the strap of your purse and pressed forward. Honestly, you just wished so badly you could tell either him or Noctis what was going on in your life, but you'd rather them not be involved. If you couldn't tell your best friends what was going on with you, then who could you tell? Perhaps it was all for the best.

"Benedict!" You yelled out and she was nowhere in sight. Damn dog wasn't even yours, she had the right to run away didn't she? No! She didn't! She was yours now and you were beginning to pour emotion into her.

"Where are you girl?" Out of nowhere the large hound tackled you again. You face planted straight into the grass and groaned. "Good girl. Let's go get you a leash."

"You have a dog?!" The excited blond yelled as he sprinted back up the hill. 

"Well, not exactly." You stiffened up as the brown dog showered you in kisses. "She's not mine, but I'm just taking care of her. I don't even know her name."

The boy pressed his nose against the dog's and held its face. "You're so cuuuuute!" 

"Do I have to get a leash for you too Prompt? Come on, I need to pick up some stuff." Supermarket : 1:59pm : 195 days You were now inside the two story 24 hour supermarket named Tsuki Marketplace. Benedict calmed down as she walked beside you. You were truly hoping nothing would set her off, or even better, that her owners would show up.

"So what are we shopping for?" Prompto skipped around down the isles. He attempted not to dive right into the chocolate sandwich spread as you passed by, but his eyes certainly wandered.

"Ummm. I'm noooot suuuuure." Your words stretched out as you walked past each lane.

You were looking for the ingredients to a dessert you'd had once before in your youth. The problem was, you didn't know what it was called, or even what it remotely looked like. Very faintly you could remember the taste, but that was all.

You shrugged, "A distant memory, I guess?" You put a bag of granulated sugar in your hand cart and continued forward. 

The boy nodded and a smug look molded his face. "I know what it is."

You could literally feel his personality radiating into a physical heat as you turned to look at him. He couldn't try to hide his smile if he tried. 

"What the hell is that look?" You pushed his face away.

"You're getting sweet on Noct and you're gonna make his favorite dessert for him." The boy's face changed to a bit melancholy as he heard his own words out loud. "Wait a minute, that means what you said earlier was true. You really are gonna become the 2 amigos... or the 2 amantes (lovers).." 

You'd literally stop in the middle of the isle with a look of discontent on your face. "Make sense for a second would you? First of all, I wouldn't wait 6 years to pull the moves on Noctis if I truly wanted him. Second, I like older men. Third, thanks for making it awkward asshole." 

The boy gave you a tight squeeze from the side, "Aww! I knew I had nothing to worry about!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." You you pat the boy with the arm the wasn't pressed against him. "If anything, Noct should be worried about us running off and getting hitched."

"Oh, and why is that?" He crossed his arms as he stepped in front of you.

"Because we're both two jackasses on the fast track to dying alone." You laughed at your own words, "I'm talking abandoned freeways with no speed limit kind of fast."

Prompto lightly shoulder bumped you, "Maybe you are, but I'm not. I've already got a date to the Winter Formal."

The Winter Formal was not a school related event, however, it attracted many of those who were high school age and older. It is an extravagant annual celebration held on the first day of winter. Men, women, boys, and girls come from all over Insomnia to celebrate the joyous occasion. It wasn't uncommon for one to attend alone, however it is highly recommended that one show up with a partner to maximize their experience.

You stop at the end of the isle and look at the proud boy. "Wait, what? I thought we said weren't going! We were gonna stay behind! As a trio!"

The boy shook his head fiercely, "That was if we couldn't find dates."

You were mentally strangling the blond in your mind. How could he? "You're telling me this now? At the 11th hour? Winter Formal is in 2 weeks you little dipshit!"

You cool down and take a deep breath. "Fine. Who's the fool that said yes to you?"

Oh how his eyes glistened upon the mention of his date. "You should know. You sit right next to her in homeroom."

Your jaw dropped upon hearing this news. The person he referred to was a very popular girl who 9 out of 10 times didn't even notice Prompto. "How in the hell did you manage that? Even Noctis can't get that girl to breathe in his direction, and he's the prince for crying out loud!"

"W-well... she didn't exactly say yes yet. But I've been leaving her little notes here and there." The boy's cheeks turned a bright shade of pink.

You shook your head as you stood in line to check out. Paying for a leash and a few raw ingredients, you walk back outside with Benedict and Prompto. 

"You're so hopeless. I knew there was no way." An evil Grinch-like smile sullied its way onto your face. "Let's make a bet to see who gets a date first. When I win, I want you to shave your precious head Goldilocks."

Prompto grabbed his head and shielded his darling canary hair from you. "No way! What kind of? What? No!"

You put the leash onto Benedict's collar and shrugged your shoulders. "Shame, because you could have asked anything from me. Dye my hair. Eat grass for a week. Shave MY head... Oh well."

"Wait!" The short boy narrowed his eyes. "Alright, alright. When I win, you have to get a tattoo of my name. It can be anywhere, but it's gotta be first and last name."

He was much more evil than you gave him credit for. "You are so on! I hope you enjoy looking like a new armed forces recruit."

You extended you hand for a handshake and the boy solidified it. It was official; two weeks from now either Prompto would have a shaved head, or you would have his name permanently inked on your skin.

The blond smiled a toothy grin, "Let the games begin my friend!"