#ff xv imagines

[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.

[suvidrache]

Don't Worry

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Coming home late from work. You nearly drop everything in your hands as you try to search for your keys. You cursed under your breath; you wanted to cry, and maybe you were. You slammed your hand on the doorknob and threw open the door. The door had been left unlocked. Gladiolus heard the noises and had moved to the door. Your stuff fell, and Gladiolus picked it up and led you inside the house.

“Don't worry about it. It's okay.” He said as he sat you on the couch. You buried your head in your hands as Gladiolus went about putting your stuff away and came back with a cup of noodles. He wasn't much of a cook, but it didn't matter. He made you food, and it was still warm. The baby started to make noises, and you closed your eyes.

“Don't worry, I got it.” He said gently as he left to take care of your child.

You finished your food. You couldn't remember what happened next, but you woke up in bed, and your shoes were gone. Gladiolus had moved you to the bed. He didn't want you to sleep on the couch. Your pajamas were neatly folded beside you. If you wanted to change into something more comfortable, he knew your nightly routine. He made sure everything was easily accessible.

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[lem-argentum]

“woohoo, we’re alive!!!! now let’s celebrate by eating something DEAD >:)” i lovr you prom.pto

[aesadraws]

Of all the Final Fantasy games I've finished and love (which is to say I love all the ones I've finished and even the ones I haven't lol. Looking at you XIV.) why must I always become obsessed with the ones with tragic endings?

XII is the outlier and doesn't count.

[stillbubbles]

Time to ramble into the void…the next Final Fantasy should be in space. I am a Big Fan™️ of the XIII trilogy and part of what I really enjoyed about the first two games was the futuristic setting and technology, and we really haven’t gotten anything like it since! And it’s not like having a game set in space would be anything too crazy for the series.

Moon exploration is a thing in IV, both VII and VIII feature rockets, and multiple games feature things arriving via asteroid/meteor to either help or hinder the protagonists (V, VII, XIII-2, XV).

But yeah I just think it would be really cool to have a FF game in space. And it’s not like you have to completely ignore magic or crystals or any other classic series staples, like you could mine crystals which in turn fuel your ship or magic. Imagine a world-eating galaxy-sized threat for the antagonist. Imagine finding a planet full of moogles that was thought to be completely unfindable. Imagine running around a spaceship to speak to your party, and being able to customize/upgrade it just as you would regular weapons and gear. And imagine a rendition of the prelude as your ship just kind of idles in space, looking out at a field of stars.

Perhaps this is all just the sad ramblings of a tired lady. I’ve been replaying the XIII games and the Mass Effect trilogy so I guess my brain just decided that if those could be combined somehow, it would be awesome. I’m guessing SE isn’t rushing to put 17 into development, but…yeah.

[catboyidia]

since ever crisis is doing a crossover with ix it made me think that maybe they’ll do events with other ffs too, and my fave is xv so heres my propositions for who i think would get who’s outfit

cloud: noctis, they’re both the main characters of their ff games so it just kinda makes sense, cause i can only assume thats what they did with the ix collab and giving cloud zidane��s(?) costume (i think but i might be wrong i know literally nothing about ix…)

zack: prompto!!! noctis’ best friend!!! silly little puppy dog men!!! i think zack would probably fit prompto the best overall

aerith: lunafreya! because luna’s dress reminds me of that one skin they already gave aerith, the wedding dress looking one! and i think aerith would look really pretty in luna’s outfit :) plus they’re both like the healer kind of characters

tifa: probably cindy i think, cindy’s outfit kinda reminds me of tifa’s bathing suit outfit (i’m not entirely sure why but it just kinda does) and that one feels more likely than pairing tifa with iris, but i do think tifa would look very cute in iris’ outfit too! its really hard to choose when theres only like… 3 women in xv

barret: gladio! they’re both just the buffest ones tbh… not really any other correlation but i think the outfit would look good on barret

sephiroth: ardyn… i just think it would be funny to see baby sephiroth dressed in *that* monstrosity! plus i think matching the villians would make sense like matching the mcs, like cloud and noctis! although actually i also think ravus’ outfit would totally suit sephiroth!!! like 100% it would look so good!!! (it would also further my seph/aerith sibling hc)(no i don’t actually think they’re siblings i just think the ideas fun and cute)

bonus: yuffie: iris!!! if tifa doesn’t get iris’ then i think yuffie would also suit it super well!!! i would love to see yuffie as iris, plus character wise it makes more sense to me for yuffie to be paired with iris than tifa getting iris…

bonus 2: rufus: ravus! since sephiroth as ravus wouldn’t really make sense, pairing the secondary “antagonists” does! plus they’re outfits are both really cool and mostly white and i just overall think rufus would look super good (i love both ravus and rufus a lot so i’m highly biased)

bonus 3: red xiii: ignis… i think it would be funny trying to get him into one of ignis’ suits… or, idk how they would do it, but umbra or pryna!

cursed bonus: hojo: verstael except hojo gets the verstael episode ardyn treatment where you find out that hojo in his younger years was actually a cute twink that looked similar to sephiroth

blessed bonus: if we say fuck gender and give them the main 4 we can have cloud/noctis, zack/prompto, aerith/ignis (i wanna see her in like any ignis outfit… the suits…), and tifa/gladio (IMAGINE! JUST THINK ABOUT IT! YOU SEE THE VISION! THE OPEN SHIRT?! SHE WOULD LOOK SO GOOD!)

[eriyu]

xvi demo thoughts dump

pretty

oh i love the little pixel clive on the save menu.... i know that was a thing in xv too but it makes me happy

i love the point they make right away of showing people using magic for mundane little things. good worldbuilding and maybe foreshadowing idk

the way benedikta moves makes me think of that video where they gave catwoman batman's model or whatever. someone needs to do that with her.

we got family drama???

LOVE TO SEE LORE IN THE ITEM DESCRIPTIONS

....there's a belt slot.

oogh the motion blur, is bothering me. i think there's a debate i've never paid attention to about motion blur in games? this is the first time it's ever bothered me.

npc dialogue feels good. there's a lot of it but it all seems easy to get, like you don't have to run around the same npc 5 times hoping to hear a rare line. is that an oddly specific thing to comment on?

oh no i like the archduke too much. this is going to hurt.

oh i like ATL. it feels like a better-implemented version of xiii's datalog.

clive your jumping ability is pathetically realistic.

metia...?

i love the stylization of the world map. i miss old-school ff world maps but i know there's no going back so i think this is a good alternative.

oh clive can jump higher now???

i'm way less bad at this game than i thought i'd be TwT💖💖💖 i can see the KH combat team's influence and i like it.

i don't imagine it's entirely original, but i'm obsessed with the fork design.

ooghghghgghghgh these brothers...

OH I JUST NOTICED PHOTO MODE. fun. says clive even though i'm joshua.

these family dynamics are going to kill me.

DRAGOOOOOOOOOON. OOGHGHGHH I ACTUALLY REALLY LIKE THE COMBAT.

HEADACHE AND MYSTERY CLOAKED PERSON??????

OOGHHJHGJHJHGJH HERE ARE THE EMOTIONS..............

AMBROSIA MVP...........

holy shit.............. holy shit.

the VOICE ACTING

god i am upset.

/pos but GOD I AM UPSET.

OOGUGGHGUGHGHJGHGHJGH

[nyaawn]

FF fanbase using info for one title to talk shit on other like

Why some people love to use VIIR to trash on XVI and use XVI to trash on XV and so on and so forth? “Imagine praising one without shitting at another smh.”

They are all from same company, guys, each one probably feeds money to another. One succeed, all gain. FFXVI looks nice. FFVII Rebirth looks nice. FFXIV 7.0 will probably be announced next month. FFTactics Remake will probably be announced soon. FFIX Remake will probably be announced soon-ish. It’s rare for us FF fans to eat this well so let’s just be happy.

[siravalondulac]

xv. i can run from the people i love. my dreams cannot

a heart so golden, a sun so bright

asoiaf ff | fem!oc centric

summary: elle has a fever and a dream word count: 1316 warnings: none

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She skipped through the streets of the city, her hair flying wildly behind her. Her pretty dresses had been left in the Keep in exchange for a shirt and pants she had stolen from a servant. She did not want her own things to get dirty.

Her friends were already waiting for her. They must never find out who she was, or they would not treat her like they were the same. And she wanted to be.

They had shown her so much of the city. The sept, the big pit, the food stalls, and even some hidden tunnels. Those were her favourite place.

She was about to throw a small rock into the ring - a game her friends had taught her - when two strong hands grabbed her from behind.

“There you are.”

She was lifted into the air, dropping her rock.

“Jaime!”

Her uncle held her close to his body as he walked off, not giving her the chance to say goodbye to her friends.

“Let me go, I do not wanna go back.”

“You cannot scare your mother like that. What if something had happened to you?”

She thrashed in his arms, punching and kicking him, but only bruised herself on his armour.

A woman stepped into their way.

“Why are you taking the girl, Ser?”

“I am taking the Princess Cerelle back to the Red Keep, where she belongs.”

No! He had told them her name! Now she would never be able to go back to them. Now they would be afraid of her.

She looked back to her friends, but they had already fled.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Elle regained consciousness long enough to see a woman leaving the room.

“Cerelle! Get down here at once!”

Her mother's screams echoed off the walls of the courtyard. She groaned, but slowly started climbing towards the ground.

Why did she never want her to have fun? She was not allowed to leave the Keep, was not allowed to climb it, was not allowed to run around in it, was not allowed to do anything but sit still it seemed.

Her descents down the walls were getting quicker, even when wearing a dress.

“What were you thinking, Cerelle? Imagine if you had fallen!”

Her mother knelt on the ground before her, grabbing her shoulders tightly.

“But I did not.”

“You could have been injured or even died! And then what? Do you really want to do this to me?”

“No…”

“You are a princess, and I want you to act like one. Do you understand me?”

Her mother rightened her necklace, pressed her close, and laid a kiss on her head.

"I don't want to lose you.”

She was sent to her rooms afterwards, yet ran across Joffrey in the halls.

“I heard mother scream at you from the other side of the castle.”

“Liar.”

“Whatever. I saw cats walking past the throne room.”

And so even though their guards tried to hold them back, she joined her brother in running down the stairs.

Elle awoke, coughed some blood into a napkin, and fell asleep again right after.

She sat curled up against her tree, staring out to the sea. Her plush lion was clutched closely to her chest.

Why did her father hate her so much? He never listened, never watched, likely never even thought of her. Except when it suited him.

She did not want to be betrothed, least of all to someone she had never met. And she would never meet him, she decided.

Jaime sat down in the snow next to her.

“I heard what happened.”

“I hate him.”

“Did you tell him that?”

She nodded, plucking at the fur of her lion.

“You cannot hide by your tree every time you are upset.”

“Maybe if I stay here long enough I will become one with it. Would be hard to ship me off to Winterfell then.”

"It's still many years until the wedding. Who knows what will happen in the meantime - perhaps Robb Stark will slip on some ice and break his neck. Or some mysterious force pushes him off his miserable castle's walls.”

She could not wait until then. She had to do something now.

Elle wondered how long this nightmare would last.

Sunspear was far too hot for her liking. Yet for the first time in her life, her dresses did not itch when she wore them.

"Come. I want to introduce you to someone.”

Oberyn laid a hand on her shoulder and guided her through the halls. She wanted to stop and stare at the paintings but was far too afraid to ask.

Ellaria and a girl stood waiting in a room, looking towards them as they entered. Both shared the same curly hair and light brown complexion.

"Elle, may I introduce you to Elia? Elia, this is your new sister, Elle.”

They stared at each other. The girl, Elia, looked up at Ellaria questioningly, before meeting her gaze again.

"Do you know how to play Bowls?”

"Of course.”

"Then let's go.”

Elia grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room.

Elle watched a butterfly stray around her room.

Soaked and shivering she climbed out of the pool.

"I will get you next time.”

"You can try.”

She was about to run after Elia when Oberyn called her name.

"Is that how you'll sit in your lessons?”

"I do not want to have lessons. They are so boring.”

"But you need them to properly understand the world around you.”

"Why does Elia not have to learn about taxes?”

"Ellaria takes care of her lessons. I would never deprive a mother of that decision.”

She mumbled about the unfairness of it all, her shoes splashing with every step she took.

Oberyn eventually convinced her to attend - and pay attention - by promising to show her the cliffside caves he had been telling her about.

"But only if you play the harp for Lady Larra tonight.”

That she needed little convincing for. Because wherever Larra was, her daughter was not far.

Elle's scar had started burning and woke her, yet not for long.

The snow had been getting softer for some time now, complicating her journey. Or perhaps there was just more of it.

Trees had disappeared, as well as any other sign of life. But she was close. The call was getting louder and clearer. She could almost make out the words.

Her cloak soaked up the snow as if it were water.

Nestled between hills and rocks was an enormous frozen lake. And on its other side stood a figure.

Elle screamed as she bolted upright in her bed. She expected to fall unconscious again, but nothing happened. She stayed awake.

Her necklace moved up and down with her chest, the pendant sticking to her skin while the chain chafed around her neck.

The door was thrown open and a woman came running in.

"Are you alright? I heard a scream.”

"Aye.” She took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "Only a nightmare.”

"You can talk.” The woman, Sylwia, smiled as she sat down on the edge of her bed. She laid her hand on Elle's forehead. "And it seems your fever has gone down as well. How are you feeling?”

"Better, I think.”

"That's good. You'll be up and running again in no time.“ She stood up. "I'll fetch you something to eat.”

Elle wiped the sweat off her brow. The sun was creeping over the hills, yet the crescent moon was still visible. She untangled her shirt from her golden chain, cleaning the pendant and laying it out over the fabric.

(If a Stark found that necklace, she'd be dead. If a Lannister found it, she'd be back in King's Landing faster than she could scream for her mother.)

She would be alright. And forget about everything she had left behind.

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[bartholomaus]

Depre Pecenegii din Fagaras și Țara Loviștei. Toponimiile turcice pecenego-cumane, duium. Valahe, deloc. Se pare ca in comisia de botezare a locurilor si localităților, valahii n-aveau om. Interesant si ff credibila discuția despre toponimia Argesului. https://magazines.ulbsibiu.ro/arheologie/publicatii/bibliotheca/relatii%20interetnice%20in%20transilvania/6%20madgearu/articol1.htm -- Nu o dau deloc în bară. Studiez subiectul de multă vreme. Toponimiei vechi (atât nume de locuri cât și nume de așezări) din România îi lipsesc cu desârșire nume de origine latină. Asa cum există - de exemplu - în Bulgaria. La noi, aproape toate toponimiile de așezări și de locuri mai vechi de veacul al XV-lea sunt în cea mai mare parte de origine slavă, apoi turanice (turcice), maghiare și germane (inclusiv în Moldova). Există câteva cuvinte, de le numeri pe degete, cu etimologie controversată. Așa zisele localități care au sonoritate latină, vin de fapt din latina medievală (precum Alba Iulia) sau din sec 20 (Drobeta sau Napoca). La fel, satele cu nume precum Florești vin de la numele proprii ale boierilor ce le stăpâneau (Florescu), dar sunt post sec XV-lea. Și mai puțină țâfnă dacă se poate, căci în general nu vorbesc prostii. Când mi se aduc argumente solide recunosc că am gresit și imi cer scuze. Însă pe subiectul toponimiilor și etimologiilor strâng de mult timp documentare și este cam cum zic eu mai sus. Desigur, cum am spus, există câteva situații neclare ce pot fi atribuite unei străvechi moșteniri latine, dar discuțiile sunt stufoase și concluziile neclare. -- Pe bune toponime indigene. Toponimele noaste indigene: grădiște, poiană, izvor, ponor, crâng, dumbravă, peșteră, izbuc, iaz, vârf, drum, uliță, târg, islaz, deal, proțap, pârleaz, căpiță, bordei, potecă, bârlog, grajd.... Și multe altele. Crezi că aceste nume au fost date de niște unii veniți din altă parte? Cum de cuvintele latine vechi sunt atât de puține la toponime comune (precum cele de mai sus) iar la toponime/nume proprii de așezări lipsesc cu desăvârșire. Eu cred că cea mai firească explicație este o discontinuitate puternică, intre antichitate și începutul evului mediu. -- Uite, tocmai de aceea nu veți putea înțelege anumite realități străvechi și nu veți putea imagine, nici măcar la nivel de discuție lejeră, teorii probabile...Fincă credeți că ”popoarele stepei s-au dovedit a fi o prezență doar trecătoare pe aceste meleaguri”. Bănuiesc că nu ați citit lucrari de spre slavii din aceste spații...Subiectul e dens de tot. Apoi avarii... Până la cumani și pecenegi au fost alte veacuri, ceva mai vechi, care au format baza etnogenezelor medieval timpurii (căci au fost mai multe, care abia târziu s-au aglutinat în ce numim noi azi, români)... -- spui ”Altfel spus, limbile de prestigiu au impus denumirile, deși au existat cu siguranță toponime indigene, doar c ă nu s-au transmis în timp neavând decât suportul viului grai - a unui grai care nu conta politic.” Și denumirile slave de ce s-au păstrat? Și au traversat secole și secole? Peste tot, în toate văgăunile, in toți munții. Slava nu a fost limba de prestigiu ci o limbă care timp de generații a fost o limba unica, vorbită pe suprafețe mari, de toată lumea. Iar limbile latinofone au supraviețuit în enclave care s-au răspândit ulterior în contexte neclare.

[shitpostingkats]

We also have to talk about the uniform standards of the crownsguard. Yes black must be your PRIMARY color yes you MUST have a little skull and crossbones somewhere on your back yes you MUST wear black shoes with red soles yes you MUST have a little belt chain that you bought for 23 dollars at hot topic. Other than that? Go nuts.

[suvidrache]

Giving Flowers

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You'd be surprised to know that, despite Gladiolus being good with people. He had never been given flowers. He didn't mind, and he hadn't really noticed before.

When you met him, you noticed that his name was a type of flower. You both took the time to get to know one another. Gladiolus continued with his usual behavior of flirting, talking, and giving gifts to you. Nothing ever went further for him before. You had planned to give him flowers as soon as you could. You just had to find the perfect ones and the perfect time to give them to you. He was always good at having conversations and interacting with people. Yet, one day, you found the gladiolus flower, and you handed it to him with a smile.

He looked at you and smiled back, taking them from you and thanking you. He didn't say anything else as he looked at them. A smile still remained. The friendly and talkative man was once at a loss for words.

“They're gladiolus.” You said.

He blinked and chuckled. Of course, you would find something with his name. He had never realized it before. He knew, but he just didn't think of it. He still remained silent, holding the flowers.

“Thank you.” He said as he looked at you.

“Have you ever been given flowers before?”

“No, actually, I haven't. These are beautiful.”

He felt slightly bad that he hadn't gotten you anything in return. You didn't mind.

“How do I care for them?”

“Just change the water every so often and cut the stems at an angle. It will help the water be absorbed.”

He nodded. He had never been given flowers before, and he didn't know the first thing about taking care of them. He would try his best, though. They were flowers in a vase. They wouldn't last long anyway, but with the information that you gave him, they would last a little bit longer. He seemed happy with the flowers, and he was. Maybe next time you would give him flowers that he could plant at his house. He did love nature and camping.

“They should last about a week.”

He nodded. “Thank you again.”

“You're welcome.”

He would make sure that they were safe as he drove them home. He wasn't sure the best place to put them. However, he decided that the nightstand by his bed would be a good place. He would get to see them as he woke up and when he went to sleep at night. He wouldn't forget who had given them to him, and when he wasn't busy, he'd take the time to admire them, smiling as he thought about you. He would think of a plan to give you something as beautiful as what you had given him. He didn't have to repay you. You didn't mind giving him things. However, he didn't think he had given you anything as nice as you had to him. You deserve something better, something pretty...

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[ladylavellaan]

Placeholder; FF XV Imagine

Request: Noctis fell for you back then. But you were the sun, destined to set when dusk came. Luna is the moon, always rising with the night sky. He loved her, he has always loved her. 

 Words: 1449 

Warnings: Implications of sex and violence

Comments: My first short fic! I’m so sorry if it isn’t good at all; I’m still trying to get the hang of writing like this. 

Here is what you want to remember:

The night of your confession, blustered, blundering words that made no sense when they formed a barely cohesive sentence; but your feelings poured out of you like a barrel of wine with a hole. A huge hole. An impressively humongous hole.  It poured until you were empty and breathless, and you just stared up at him underneath all those stars.

The campfire brought light to his eyes, wide in slight surprise.

“Well?” You demanded.

“Well,” he had echoed, then scratched the back of his neck. “I, uh, wasn’t…” When uncertainty began to fill his expression, panic flooded you.

“Oh, gods,” you hissed, and buried your face into your hands. “Oh, gods. I shouldn’t have… I’m an idiot. I just- Prompto said to just go for it unless I wanted it to eat away at me forever, and I finally decided to, but then I forgot all about the consequences-”

“Consequences?” Noctis repeated.

“-consequences, like, well, I mean, it would just be… so out of place, wouldn’t it, love on the battlefield, and you’re- you’re the prince.”

Amusement began to fill his expression. “So I am. What does that have to do with anything?”

“You’re the prince.”

He laughed, “So? You’ve known me since forever. Been with me through thick and thin.”

“And now I’ve ruined everything,” you turned away from him. From there, you could hear Gladio snoring softly in the tent.

Noctis took a step forward so the two of you stood shoulder to shoulder. He nudged his shoulder with yours, and you glanced at him. “I would disagree. I think you made things better. Infinitely better.”

You stared at him, then felt your face flush.

That was the same night of your first kiss, soft and sweet, followed by a bright flash, a click. Then laughter. You both turned to catch Prompto catching a shot of you both kissing. Noctis yelled at him and chased him. Prompto’s laughter caught the attention of some beasts in the forest, which led to a midnight battle no one appreciated.

After that, things were perfect between you and Noctis. There was the threat of impending doom looming over all of your heads, the two of you were quite aware, but you both found time to make it work. Sometimes, it would just be holding hands in the Regalia. Sometimes, when Iggy wanted a break from cooking, you’d all find a restaurant and you and Noct would find a secluded booth and eat alone. Prompto and Gladio teased the prince endlessly, and it was endearing. Iggy was more open-minded, and gave you two the privacy you needed.

You were flexible. He was yours. He loved you. You’d spend nights in his arms and think to yourself, This is everything I ever wanted.

You remember your first time with Noctis, too.

It was when Ignis, Gladiolus, and Prompto went on a side mission to gather ingredients for some recipe Ignis came up with. Noctis was injured from the most recent battle, and he decided to milk that fact by complaining that he was in too much pain to go.

Prompto had grinned. “Maybe your love should nurse you back to health. You’d like that, now wouldn’t you? You sly fox, Noct.”

“Stop,” Noctis complained.

“You peeervert.”

“STOP.”

They left. You were left alone with him, and one kiss led to the other. The next thing you knew, you were underneath him, and he was asking you if this was okay. You said, “Do you even have to ask?”

Things happened. You know. Things.

Your relationship with Noctis was secret. Only a select few knew; even Luna. He wrote about you in his letters. Umbra sent it to Luna, who received it. Her next letter was a happy one, and she said she was dying to see you again. Noctis smiled softly at her letter when reading it. He said, “She misses you.”

“Aw,” you crooned, nuzzling closer against him. You and Lunafreya went way back; you two were childhood friends, and you remember her stealing sweets for you to eat whenever you visited. Her fate and her destiny demanded for less simpler things. The gods beckoned and she answered. “I miss her too.”

You remembered how he said his next set of words, so soft and so heartbroken: “I miss her more than anything.”

And that’s when you knew. Or suspected, at least. Each passing moment between you both became tests; you grew paranoid, but never voiced your concerns. Because what would he think? He trusted you, and this is how you make him out to be? Surely he wouldn’t be so shallow. Something in your gut was screaming at you to face the obvious, but you were afraid of your speculations; they were based on little evidence, and you would look like a crazy significant other.

But you kept suspecting.

Love; what once was fulfilling became empty inside of you. Lunafreya was the world’s saving grace. Noctis, when finally reunited with her, weeped in her arms, much to everyone’s surprise. He sputtered and sobbed and voiced his fears; “I had a dream that you were washed away from me by the sea,” he told her, “that you died and I failed you.”

“You did no such thing,” Luna said, stroking his hair. “Noct-”

“I missed you,” he said into her shoulder, and she held him tightly.

You watched, heart heavy.

“Oh, gods,” Luna gasped when she saw you, and wrapped you in her arms. “It is so good to see you. A sight for sore eyes, instead of your weepy boyfriend. Tell him to man up, hm? I conversed with nitpicky gods and goddesses just for him and he decides to snot all over my clothes as a result.”

You laughed, and hugged her back. She was warm, and smelled like vanilla. “I’ll give him the memo. I missed you, Lu.”

She pulled away and smiled. “Let’s go celebrate, shall we?”

You love her. She’s your best friend. But you love Noctis as a lover, and you were growing more and more paranoid as his attention moved from you to Luna in an instant.

Prompto noticed your worries, and tried to reassure you. “He’s just… He’s worked so hard to save her, you know? He’s just really glad to have her back.”

“But what if…”

“Don’t,” Prompto smiled. “He loves you, okay? You kept him sane this whole journey, after the whole ‘scourge of the stars’ thing or whatever. Are you sure you’re not a god yourself?”

You laughed, and felt lighter. “Thank you, Prompto.”

“Not a problem. If he keeps being an idiot, just tell me and I’ll smack him with my camera.”

“Not shoot him with your gun?”

“I would be sent to jail for that. To jail, Y/N.”

Things slowly escalated, and you let them. In truth, you should have confronted Noctis about it instead of watching your relationship fall apart in front of you. Something held you back; maybe it was hope that he would return to you, one day. You’ve spent nights in the Lucian kingdom alone, while he spent more and more of his time with Luna. You didn’t even want to think about what he did with Luna while you laid in bed and tried not to cry.

He was still nice to you, whenever you two were together. But he wouldn’t hold your hand anymore, or kiss you. The most he’d do is kiss your cheek, and even that felt lifeless. Prompto noticed. Ignis noticed. Gladiolus noticed and tried to comfort you, but nothing satiated the anger and despair that began to knot up inside of you. And you didn’t want anyone to untie the knots. You wanted to leave them there to decay over time, you wanted them to burn away. You wanted to burn.

Luna noticed. She tried to say something about Noctis, and you told her to shut up and go away. No hurt filled her eyes, but only concern and pity. She said, “I’ll be here for you if you need me,” which was the stupidest thing to say in the given situation. You yelled that at her as she walked away.

You don’t want to remember this, the parts where he began to make his choice. You don’t want to remember all the nights you spent sleepless and alone, crying into your pillow. You don’t want to remember the way he looks at her. You don’t want to remember the jealousy inside of you.

You don’t want to remember him approaching you, finally, and him saying, “We can’t be together anymore.”

Darkness filled you, then. You let it swallow you whole.

[randomfandomimagine]

Imagine: Reuniting with Noctis

Requested by @sylleblossomstar (x) 

The city was in ruins, and your heart seemed to feel the same way. However, it skipped a beat in joy at the sight of a certain person. You couldn’t believe your eyes at first, because you had been convinced that you wouldn’t see him again.

“Noct!” You called out, causing him to immediately turn around.

“Y/N!” He exclaimed back with a smile, closing the distance between you as you both ran to reunite.

“You’re okay...” You breathed in relief as you went to hug him tight.

“I’m here” He reassured you, wrapping your arms around you as well. “It’s so good to see you...”

You lingered on the embrace for a bit, until you were overwhelmed by a sudden urge. After all these years, you had missed him so much... And now that you had the chance you thought you missed, you wanted to take it.

“Noct...?” You timidly mumbled as you softly broke the hug.

“Yeah?” He watched you with infinite fondness, and you knew he wouldn’t mind what you wanted to do next.

Your lips shyly pressed against his, just for a brief moment. The peck flustered him a little, but he smiled in the end. Noctis had matured, not only physically, but he had changed in your time apart, because you had expected him to awkwardly step away. Instead, he welcomed your affection.

“Come on” To your surprise, he took you by the hand. “We have a lot of catching up to do”

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Another commission done! For @thedarkrose17! Noct joins the party cosplaying human Daxter :P I think Prom wants Iggy to take their picture~

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The fact that it's possible that little Prompto pep talks to himself in front of the mirror keeps me up at night.