#minor promptis

[strayheartless]

🎶Prompto headcanons!🎶:

Secret boy genius? Secret boy genius. Prompto is an incredible marksman. His mathematical ability is off the charts. He’s never actually failed a piece of homework and thus Noctis has never failed a piece of homework. Prompto does, however, have the worlds worst imposter syndrome so he downplays his ability so much that people think he’s slightly dim.

He went through a phase of aggressively straightening his hair and dowsing it in hairspray to make it sit flat. Humidity has always been his worst enemy.

He had a small crush on Ignis for a while. Noctis is the only one who knows and has ribbed him mercilessly for it. Now that crush is a hero worship fuelled by professional admiration and a general like of being fed good food.

His favorite colour is yellow and the very specific shade of blue that is Noctis’ eyes. That second one is a secret.

He is surprisingly neat. After living alone for so long he’s pretty clued in about domestic tasks like steam cleaning carpets and scrubbing grout. Living on the road, he is usually the one who straightens the tent out or does a cursory straighten up of whatever motel/ hotel room they are in.

Prompto is a formidable air guitar champion. He prides himself on his prouesse in making it look like he actually knows how to play guitar. It took a lot of staring at moogtube videos and practising in the bedroom mirror.

He loves the idea of having kids of his own but has no idea how to actually deal with kids. He does get there eventually but there’s always that awkward ten minute period where he’s wondering “is it too soon to offer to teach them blackjack?”

He has a lot of random photos of Noct on his camera and and his phone. Some stupid and blurred, some of them candid and beautiful. Some of them he’s specifically made Noctis pose for. His highschool photography project hinged on putting Noctis in the royal pond in a floaty elvish type black robe and almost giving Noct hypothermia. It was worth it for the “Ophelia of the lake” style shots he got of him.

He likes Chocobo’s better than people. And he and umbra “understand eachother in a spiritual level”. Noct says he’s full of shit. Prompto says Noct is just jealous of their connection. The fact that Carbuncle is ALSO very fond of Prompto is just the icing on the cake really

[uboat53]

"Musk’s stake in Tesla comprises the lion’s share of his wealth. He can laugh off a few protesters, but if consumers launch a sustained boycott, both Musk and his car company could find themselves in dire straits. Tesla was already in a precarious position before Musk’s flirtation with the far right turned into an all-out embrace. Nosediving sales would be an incapacitating blow.

…consumer rejection could be uniquely devastating to Tesla right now. The company’s vulnerability stems from its eye-popping market valuation, which was $1.15 trillion as of Friday. To put that figure in perspective, it is five times as high as Toyota’s, 25 times as high as General Motors’, and 31 times as high as Ford’s. (Each of these companies builds vastly more vehicles.) Equally stunning is Tesla’s astronomical price-to-earnings ratio of 181, which assumes mind-boggling profit growth. For years, Tesla’s lofty stock price has provided a notable advantage over competitors, since each share offered as compensation to employees is so valuable.

Tesla’s soaring valuation has been driven primarily by two forces: first, historically scorching sales growth across its three core markets of North America, Europe, and China; and second, investor belief that Musk is a genius who can conjure lucrative innovations out of thin air. (Although Musk has described Tesla as a diversified “chain of startups,” automobile sales accounted for about 85 percent of its revenue in 2023. So it’s kind of just a car company.) Tesla’s media events are a circus, with Musk playing ringleader as he unveils futuristic products like humanoid robots, self-driven taxis, and even an Art Deco bus (which did look pretty cool, admittedly).

But even before Musk’s pivot to the hard right, Tesla was under mounting pressure. The company’s global vehicle sales fell in 2024, the first such decline in its history, and its profit margins have been shrinking. The Cybertruck, Tesla’s first new product in years, has flopped, and the company’s existing lineup is growing stale, with only minor updates in the works.

…

With Tesla’s fundamentals looking shaky, the company’s elevated stock price becomes increasingly dependent on the belief that Musk the magician can deliver wildly creative new products. That image is fading. Last year, Tesla rented Warner Bros. Studios, in Burbank, California, to unveil the “Cybercab,” a vehicle that, according to Musk, will begin offering robotaxi service in Austin this summer. The market response to the Cybercab has been tepid; many observers noted that the company’s CEO has consistently failed to meet previous deadlines to deliver self-driving technology, and that Waymo, which already offers robotaxi service in several cities, seems far ahead.

…

Things might already be headed in that direction. In Europe, Tesla’s January sales collapsed by at least 40 percent in countries including France, Spain, Norway, and Germany. Musk’s sullied reputation appears to be a factor: A pollster found a double-digit surge in Swedes expressing a negative view of Tesla following Trump’s inauguration, at which Musk was widely condemned for giving a Hitler salute. As the drop in European revenue raised eyebrows last week, Tesla stock shed 6 percent of its value, and it dropped a further 8 percent over the past two days.

American sales figures are still trickling in, but Tesla has cause to worry in its home market too. In California, a left-leaning state with the largest EV market in the nation, Tesla sales fell 8 percent in the fourth quarter of 2024.

A North American sales collapse would be a disaster for Tesla shareholders, starting with Musk himself, who owns around 13 percent of the company. “Musk’s stake in Tesla is partly pledged for loans that he depends on for cash,” Niedermeyer said. If the value of his Tesla stock falls, lenders could force Musk to sell additional shares. Many Tesla investors (and his fan base) may see that as a vote of no confidence in the company’s future, prompting them to sell shares—triggering a full-on Wall Street rout, with Tesla’s stock crashing in value."

Source

[mynameisjessejk]

More Gang AU

Wit-Sec

"Well I have good news and weird news," Eonwe told Erein dryly.

Ereinion raised his eyebrows. "I thought you weren't supposed to contact me at work," he said.

Eonwe looked around the entirely empty cafe. "No one's buying coffee at six pm."

"You'd be surprised," Ereinion answered, silently making Eonwe a flat white. "Now you are," he said, handing it over.

Eonwe glared at it, but took a drink. "Besides, that's the good news," he said. "Sauron is in Federal custody, pending approximately three dozen felony charges."

"What the hell," Erein said softly.

Eonwe nodded. "The weird news is that he's in custody because he got shanked and dropped on the downtown police station stairs with a folder of evidence duct taped to his face."

Erein opened his mouth, and then closed it again. "Uh."

"Pharazon Taru, alias The Mouth is dead," Eonwe continued. "Along with a half dozen minor Red Eye players, all stabbed to death."

Ereinion's heart clenched. If Elrond had taken up his knives again, without Erein to watch his back, he didn't know what he was going to do.

"So pending three dozen felony charges and a conviction, you can go home."

Ereinion swallowed tightly. "He- how likely is a conviction?"

Eonwe shot him a flat look. "Grand jury's already being put together, mostly Alqualondeans, to avoid a tainted juror pool. Between your evidence, which isn't past its statute yet, and the new folder, plus complete access to the Red Eye's headquarters—the key was in the envelope duct taped to Sauron—we may not get all three dozen, but he'll go away."

"And there's no one to avenge him," Ereinion asked.

Eonwe shrugged. "I can't imaging who, with The Mouth dead."

"The Witchking?" Ereinion asked.

"Dead," Eonwe said. "We didn't tell you because it wasn't relevent, but he washed up in the harbor two years ago. Best anyone could figure was the Fisher King had put a hit."

"I don't know him," Ereinion said.

"After you," Eonwe said. "One of Cirdan's kids gone wrong is the official story, but he's at least half Robin Hood, which is why no one's really moved for him. Other than the Witchking's cement shoes, he's never put a single finger outside his smuggling racket."

Ereinion grunted.

The bell over the door dinged, and Ereinion moved prompty to the register. "Welcome to Solar Deer Coffee, what can I get you?"

Thankfully, the woman took her order to go. As soon as she was gone, he looked back at Eonwe, on his phone as he sipped his drink. He looked up when the door thumped closed. "Please tell me this kid actually put cement shoes on him?" he asked.

Eonwe rolled his eyes. "Sorry, no. Gunshot wound, and then weights so he'd sink."

"No one goes for the classics anymore," Erein sighed.

"A little birdie suggested, unverified, that the Witchking went for the Fisher King's paramedic boyfriend, and either Fisher or his chief enforcer killed him in defense." Eonwe blinked very innocently. "Paramedic's name is Elrohir Peredhel, relation assumed but not verified."

"Not a very common name," Erein agreed casually, hoping his voice wasn't as hoarse as it felt. He cleaned by rote, ears ringing. "They were twins. Do you know about the other one?"

"Doctor Peredhel's other son is assumed to be in the game somewhere," Eonwe said. "No sightings, no report, no records. But no school, employment, or military service record either, so either Doctor and Missus Peredhel are supporting him, or he's in the game."

Ereinion had given Elladan his first knife, when the boy turned ten. He was absolutely in the game. And if this Fisher King was dating Elrohir, and the unnamed chief enforcer was on the list of suspects for the Witchking's demise, Elladan was absolutely responsible.

Actually, if Sauron's arrest wasn't Elrond's work, it was probably Elladan's. Or Galadriel's, Erein supposed, but he thought she was still in her anonymous wit-sec job in Valmar.

Eonwe said, "You knew them."

Eonwe had never worked in Lindon. He was Erein's supervisor, at least in part, because he didn't know the history, the story, the whole sorry tale. He was outside the deeply entangled high society, political, and criminal underbelly of Lindon. And he knew the quiet neighborhoods of Alqualonde very well from his days as a beat cop here.

"Yeah," Erein said quietly. "Elrond Peredhel was my chief enforcer, my best friend, and." He stopped. "Well," he finally finished. "He and Celebrian were what I fought for, by the end."

Eonwe nodded. "I don't have a timeline," he said. "And it might be more than a year. But," he said.

Erein was surprised. He'd imagined far more than a year, for a grand jury case.

"He's high profile," Eonwe said. "The President himself has expressed interest. They want it done as soon as possible. And then you can go home."

"Well," Erein said softly. "That's something."

Eonwe looked into his empty coffee cup. "I still think coffee at six pm is ridiculous," he announced, and made his way to the door. "Do wait for us," he added gently, and then he was gone.

Erein considered ignoring that last order. He could vanish. He could see Elrond. It would probably be fine.

But if it wasn't-

Well, it didn't bear thinking on. So he could wait. A year; he could do a year.

[redjaybird]

Talk about gif 5 from the movies andddd gif 8 of the games :3. I know Fable I just wanna hear you talk about it LMFAO-

[this prompty doodle here]

[Mad Max: Fury Road]

[First off, I'll be real, this is the first, and only, Mad Max movie I've seen (Furiosa is on the flix rn tho >>). But like, its just good? (Also, minor sidenote; its R rated, but they don't actually directly show the gore they could have shown with Joe.) Diesel punk is always a good fun aesthetic (similar to steam punk but its diesel). The Red Head, Capable, was one of my faves, and her dynamic with Nux was cute. Soundtrack good. Very bandit-y vehicle designs. Also, practical effects and stunts like holy shit? A lot of that looks scary af to pull, tbh. Also the rig with the big ol' speakers and guitarist. Its been a few years since I've watched it.]

[Fable (the gif is III but lets go with series maybe)]

[THIS GOT LONG]

[This is one of the few things where I can just ignore the fact about who introduced me to it, first. Started with The Lost Chapters version of the first game. Ended up loving the villain, Jack of Blades. Thought he was cool. Also this series is why I thought I could kick chickens in Skyrim (you cannot, and people hate you for killing the chickens). But the fact that you can just fuck around and kill everyone if you want, fuck those civs! Oh, the guards are coming. Well, fuck them, too! Also, you can have kids (trust me, I enjoyed that in fable more than i do in sims kfsdjfksdj, cuz I don't have to train them).

I will say, I think I used to be scared of balverines.

But yeah, Fable was obvs one of the first games I got to play where I could just do bad shit. And I was totally fine with doing it. Until the third game. Don't get me wrong, I still love destroying everyone in that game. But taking the bad decisions, I actually feel bad about in III. And here's for why; Walter.

Out of this series, III is the one that gave me the most emotions. And I stayed up really late playing this one portion of it when you get stranded and have to go through a dark cave. With our buddy, Walter.

Walter is a character that helped teach your playable character (Prince or Princess, whichever you go with) how to be a hero like your mother or father (Depending on what file from II it reads). So he's an old guy your character grew up with and he's great and he supports you through whatever you do, he will never leave your side (and neither will your butler guy Jasper, but he's watching the one room with all your stuff). If you pick the bad decisions, he'll appear disappointed. He won't leave you, but he will be disappointed. And I'm just like, "oh no :c."

Anyway, back to the cave thing. Its established early on in the game that Walter hates caves. And during this portion where you're stranded and have to go through one, he tells you why. Because of a past experience of his. The further you go through this cave, the darker it gets. There's a bunch of weird shadow things around. Then, this weird creature appears in front of Walter, the torch gets blown out, you get your light back and find that you're separated. So now you have to find him before finding your way out. And when you do find him, he's like, 'tied down' with this black ooze shit, and its all in his eyes, blinding him, and its just awful, man. You get him out of there, and eventually make your way out of the cave with him and, into a desert! He keeps asking you to leave him behind so you can keep going, you can choose when to stop helping him move around, I went as long as it let me. Before you start going through a buncha trauma mirages and stuff. SO YEAH. That part was pretty intense.

THEN THERE'S THE ENDING PORTION. After you've gotten ready as best as you could, now is the final battle against the Darkness. You know, that weird thing and its black ooze and shit. WHEE. It all seems like its gonna maybe hopefully go fine. THEN THIS BASTARD DARKNESS POSSESS WALTER. YOU DON'T GET A CHOICE HERE. IT SUCKS. YOU HAVE TO DEFEAT IT. I HATE THIS, MAN.

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Oh, yeah! Also Teresa. The blind seer who guides you on your hero path in II and III (Guild Master was your guide in the first one). She's cool. In the first game, she's your sister! Who got kidnapped and raised by bandits after being blinded! And I just think its cool she stayed around in the further games.

"Hero, your health is low. Do you have any potions? Or food?"]

[ffxvficrec]

by phantommeows Noctis gets injured saving Prompto. Sorry I'm new to writing and I'm open to criticism!! I'm so sorry if this is ooc Words: 1008, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Prompto Argentum , Noctis Lucis Caelum Relationships: Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum , Prompto Argentum & Noctis Lucis Caelum Additional Tags: Kissing , Injury , Minor Injuries , My First AO3 Post , Bad Writing , How Do I Tag

[venti-mp4]

ARMIN'S INTRO!! || READ. 🩸📌

My name is Armin or N!!

My pronouns are he/him + They!! And I love drawing and playing video games! *MINOR!* mature tho.

𖤐 I'm an Artist, writer, va wannabe, and make edits here and there. You can see my art on Insta, writing on ao3 soon and edits on tik tok!!

I'm in A LOT of fandoms (tags. There's more I didn't add.) but what I'm most hyperfixated on at this moment is: FINAL FANTASY XV, FINAL FANTASY VII, and SONIC!

**I will be writing fanfics here!! Mostly Final fantasy or any of my interest but I can also do requests if asked!**

Currently working on: 3 Promptis fanfics.

2 will be done soon since they're one shots, the other is a story it might be posted on ao3 or here or both! You must be mature to read my works btw, they're explicit sometimes..!!

More will be added here when I think of it!! Lmao.

Thank you so much for reading! <3

Looking for moots who fit the tags 👀 anyone is welcome to interact! But if you're weird or anything I won't hesitate to block you.

[chocolatecakecas]

pov: you are a customer at zales in 2014

[mooglecharm]

[ffxv] [promptis] What To Do

Summary: Ignis senses that one member of their party has unrequited feelings toward another, and mulls over what to do about it. 

Notes: Worksafe fluff. Takes place before the fall of Insomnia. Pretends the gang already has access to Pullmoor Haven so early :D

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“Whatever are we going to do with him...”

Ignis was saying this absently, almost as if he didn’t mean for Gladio to overhear.

But the campground was small, and Gladio had committed to helping him set up for breakfast. There was really no choice for Gladio but to overhear.

Noctis and Prompto, on their part, made no breakfast-related commitments. And Ignis spotted them at a reasonable distance from camp, in the tall grass, doing something inane.

They were crouched low and walking around with their eyes fixed on the ground. It looked like they were gathering mushrooms. Or frogs. Or playing some sort of stupid game. Honestly, who knew what kids were into these days...

“Which one?” Gladio said, standing beside Ignis and squinting out at the scene he was watching. “...Prompto?”

Ignis took a thoughtful sip from the coffee mug he held in one hand.

“What do we need to do with him?” Gladio asked.

“I’m not sure,” Ignis carefully replied. “Maybe we could start with the hovering. He hovers. It’s like his greatest joy is in that. Like...”

“Like he’s in love with Noct, or something?”

“Oh yeah,” Ignis quickly agreed. “Head over heels, poor thing.”

Gladio was silent. Ignis finally looked at him.

“...What?”

“Nothing, I just.” Gladio cleared his throat, stuck his hands in his pockets. “Didn’t think you’d notice.”

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[thisisthedungeonthatneverends]

Am I the Only One (Alt: Everyone else has had more sex than me)

Ships: libnyx, regclar, gladnis, promptis

Rating: M

Words: 2908

In which Nyx Ulric seems cursed to walk in on EVERYONE having sex and wonders if he is the only one in all of Insomnia NOT getting laid today. Check the reblogs for the AO3 link.

It was as if His Majesty had declared an official Everybody Gets Laid Day but no one told Nyx Ulric. He just came in to drop off the latest reports from the warfront with the King. That’s it. That’s all Nyx had to do today and the rest would be spent drinking beer and watching the professional chocobo racing semi-finals. Simple day. When he knocked on the door to King Regis’ office, however, his day turned from simple to weird in 2.53 seconds. “Bullocks, I forgot Nyx was coming! Quickly Clarus…” “Regis, I was almost coming…” Nyx raised a suspicious eyebrow and wondered if he should knock again. When he heard a muffled umf from the other side he decided against it. Were they…noooooo, they couldn’t be…could they? “One moment, please!” Regis called out, a hint of mild distress in his voice. Nyx cleared his throat. “In your own time, Your Majesty.” He heard some shuffling and the distinct sound of a chair being dragged across the hard wood floor then someone, presumably Regis, loudly clearing their throat. “You may enter.” Nyx shook his head, trying to rid himself of the thoughts of were His Majesty and Clarus Amicitia really just… He pushed open the heavy doors and approached the desk where the King sat looking as pristine and regal as ever. Nyx bowed and placed the thick folder containing the reports requested of him on the desk. “Here are the reports from the warfront as requested, Your Majesty. Our forces are holding the newest influx of Imperial warships at bay for the time being. They aren’t gaining any ground, but neither are we. Captain Drautos is requesting reinforcements.” Before Regis could respond, a faint scuffing sound came from under the large desk. Nyx could not help but look down and when he did his eyes widened at the sight of the toe of a boot juuuuust peaking out. Regis seemed frozen in place. “I’lllookitoverthankyouNyx,” Regis prattled his words together. “Thatisallyouaredismissed.” It took every ounce of concentration Nyx had to look up from the boot he knew did not belong to Regis and every ounce of balance to bow without falling on his face. “Y-yes Your Majesty…um…good day.” He turned on his heals and literally power walked to the door. Nyx had retreated from the bloodiest of battles with less urgency than that of which he swung open the doors of the Kings office and ran like his life depended on it. And after interrupting Regis and Clarus now undoubtedly having sex, he wasn’t sure his life DIDN’T depend on it.

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Once he was a safe distance away from that office he stopped to catch his breath. Not that he couldn’t run faster and farther than any other Glaive save for possibly the captain, but what he was running from had knocked the wind clean out of him. He needed to wash his face and take a leak. Yes, he thought, that would help. He could then go home and watch the races and never have to think of the King and the Shield… Nope. Not thinking about it. By the time he reached the nearest restroom, the initial shock had mostly worn off. Good for them, he thought. Two old widowers finding love again…kinda romantic if he thought about it that way. Nyx wished for a passing moment if he would ever find love. His last girlfriend had been a clingy, nagging bitch and the boyfriend before her cheated and blamed HIM for “never being dtf.” No one would ever understand his life of service to the crown, he thought. Nyx was relieved to find the bathroom empty. Not many were in this wing of the citadel at this time of day, so he could at least relieve himself in peace. So he whistled an idle tune as he did so, and almost sprayed the damn ceiling when he was startle by a loud BANG! Someone, or rather two someones, arms tangled around each other and seemingly attached at the face, had just burst through the bathroom door. Was that…noooo…Astrals, that WAS him. First Clarus and now GLADIOLUS Amicitia! The other man, shorter with a much slighter build, dark blonde hair, and glasses was…what was his name? The Prince’s adviser he knew for sure. Something flamey, right? Nyx wasn’t sure how long he had been standing there at the urinal dick in hand staring at the young couple, or how long the couple had been staring back at him before he realized crap, I should probably put my dick away now. “Don’t mind me,” Nyx said before his brain could stop his mouth. “Just…peeing. Done now.” He zipped himself up and tiptoes around the couple who just stood frozen like a centuries old erotic statue that made schoolboys giggle in order to get to the sink to wash his hands for not as long as health code dictates. Once again, Nyx rushed out of a room so two people who were apparently trying to fuck could have their privacy. He wiped his wet hands on his coat and laughed. “Damn, did I miss a “National Fuck Day” memo or something? At least all the love in the air wasn’t making the front of his pants get tight. No, not in the least.

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After accidentally witnessing two “encounters” in the span of five minutes, Nyx needed fresh air. A nice walk in the gardens should clear his fuddled head, right? Right. Once again the shock wore off as he strolled through one of the citadel’s many gardens and he found himself happy for Gladiolus and…DAMN what was his name? Two people who served the crown, who understood how important duty was to each other, were able to find time to share an intimate moment. Now Nyx was jealous. Why couldn’t he have that? He whistled as he strolled along and - IGNACIO! That was the advisers name. Now Nyx could stop kicking himself for being a dumbass. At any rate he whistled and strolled along peacefully until he was just about ready to head home, shower, jerk off, throw on some sweatpants, and settle down with pizza, beer and the tv remote. That was until he heard a faint sound – specifically a faint moan – from behind one of the hedges. Not again, he thought. As he continued walking trying and failing to ignore the erotic sounds, they grew louder and Nyx realized with a sinking feeling he was getting closer to rather than farther from the action. “Mm yes Prompto…” “Fuck, Noct, you feel so good…” Nyx. Froze. Right. There. Noct? Noctis? As in PRINCE Noctis? Nyx had to know. Curse his life dammit he HAD to know! He marched to the hedge the sound was coming from, swung back the branch…and immediately regretted every life decision that had lead him to this time and place. On the ground on his knees was a young blond haired blue eyed man who Nyx vaguely recognized from a few photos who was currently BALLS DEEP in the PRINCE who lay on his back with his legs pushed up against his chest. Upon seeing Nyx, both men screamed. As did Nyx. When the screaming had subsided, Nyx just stood there with jaw on the ground while Noctis and…he called him Pom-something-or-other, Nyx neither knew nor cared, scrambled around on the ground search for their cloths. “Nyx, what the hell!!!” Noctis shouted as he stood and shimmied into his pants. “First you’re gonna cock block me and now you’re just gonna stand there like an ass?!” Nyx blinked rapidly. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry it’s just…FUCK!” He threw up his hands and stepped back. “First the fathers, then both sons, Shiva’s TITS how is this my LIFE!?” And for the third time that afternoon, Nyx got the hell out of there.

…………………………….

Finally, FINALLY Nyx was home. After a shower and some relief by his own hand he slipped into an old pair of sweatpants and a tshirt, ordered pizza and headed to the fridge. It was beer o’clock for Nyx, and it hadn’t come soon enough. He opened the door and reached for the shelf that was usually designated for alcohol… to find only one beer remaining. Well Hell. He wasn’t going back out lest he interrupt another session of dicking, so he sighed and accepted that one beer would have to do. He settled down on the couch and turned on the tv. The races were just about to start and Nyx smiled. Just in time. But as he watched the races, his mind drifted back to Noctis and his blond lover Pom-something. They started out friends and grew into lovers, Nyx mused. Damn. Everyone seemed to be finding love, or at least ass, except him. He knew Cor Leonis, the Crownsguard martial, was seeing someone, as was fellow Glaive Crowe Altus. He didn’t know of anyone else off hand, but the captain was always gallivanting off somewhere. Maybe he was with someone too? Nyx shrugged and downed the last swig of beer. Soon he heard his doorbell ring. Damn, he’d just gotten comfortable, too. Today was simply not the right day to by Nyx Ulric. He begrudgingly stood and went to answer the door, expecting pizza. What he saw when he answered the door was actually better: his lifelong friend Libertus, carrying a case of their favorite brew. Nyx smiled. “I love you.” Libertus laughed and entered through the open doorway. “Bit dramatic tonight, aren’t we? Have a rough day doing the captains job or what?” “Yeah, or what,” Nyx sort-of answered. “Man you wouldn’t believe the things I’ve seen today.” “Tell me about it!” Libertus said, setting the case of beer on the coffee table. “I saw something I’ll be prayin’ to Ifrit for the next hundred years to burn out of my mind.” Nys took his place in his recliner after grabbing a beer for himself, while Libertus sprawled out on the couch with his own. “Oh yeah?” Libertus nodded. “Crowe. Like a little sis to me, right? Well I went to the gym today to get my phone charger, and I had to walk in on her…” Libertus washed down a look of disgust with a long drink from his can. “I walked in the locker room and there she was on the bench gettin’ fucked by, you ain’t gonna believe this shit, COR LEONIS!!! Nyx actually laughed in spite of himself. “Man, I wish I could say I was surprised, but I learned something fun about our King today.” Libertus, wide eyed, slammed his beer on the table. “Fuck off!” “His Majesty and his Shield, Clarus Amicitia. I went to drop off those reports like Drautos was supposed to have done yesterday, right?” Well I heard’em fumbling around in there and when the King finally let me in Clarus was hiding under the desk. UNDER the DESK, can you believe that shit?” Libertus slowly shook his head. “I need another beer. Okay, okay,” he reached for one more can from the case, “I got another one for ya. Crowe and Cor aren’t the only Glaive-Guard match-up going on. When I went out to the parking lot I saw Luche and Monica steaming up the windows of Luche’s car.” “Now THAT I’m surprised at. I though Luche was was on a strict sausage diet!” Libertus laughed. “Apparently not. Unless there’s something Monica ain’t tellin’ us about then-” Libertus was interrupted by the doorbell. “That’d be pizza!” Nyx excitedly declared. “Lemme get this and I’ll tell you who ELSE I caught together today.” “DAMN! Was today some kinda sex holiday that I forgot about?” “I know right!” Pizza way paid for and divvied out, and the chocobo races were long forgotten in the midst of two grown men gossiping like schoolgirls. “So,” Nyx mumbled around a mouth full of pepperoni and cheese, “I was in the bathroom at the citadel takin a leak. In stumble Gladiolus Amicitia and Ignacio, groping and stuck to each others faces.” Libertus made a strange face. “Gladiolus and who?” “The Prince’s adviser. You know him?” Libertus laughed so hard and long he made himself cough. “I know him but apparently you don’t. The name’s IGNIS you dingus!” Nyx rolled his eyes. “Whatever, I was close wasn’t I? Anyway, The adviser and shield to the Prince are together and speaking of the Prince, I caught HIM getting fucked six ways to Saturday by some blond guy in the palace gardens.” “Whathahell,Mn!” Libertus tried to say with his mouth full of stuffed crust. He swallowed and washed his fourth slice of pizza down with another swig of his third beer. “Is everybody gettin’ tail but us?” Nyx shrugged. “Apparently. I haven’t had anyone but Rosy Palm sense I dumped that bimbo Steph three months ago.” Libertus let out a low whistle. “You’re loooong overdue, Buddy. Then again it’s been almost two months for me.” For some reason it went silent after that. The races were half over and they had no idea who was on the leaderbord. They didn’t care though. It was nice to just be two buddies with pizza, booze, and each others company.

Libertus stretched and stood. “Not headin’ out already are you?” Nyx asked. “Hell no, you can’t get rid of me that easy.” He pointed his thumb towards the bathroom. “Gonna break the seal.” Nyx nodded and for some inexplicable reason watched his friend walk away. Did his hips always…sway like that? Hu. Nyx turned up the tv while Libertus was in the bathroom, intending to catch up on what he’d missed of the races in favor of gossip. His favorite racer was on the leaderbord, so he was happy. Libertus returned soon and sat on one side of the couch instead of sprawling out like he had before. Nyx yawned and stood. “My turn.” As he walked away he got the distinct feeling of being watched, but it wasn’t unpleasant. In fact he was sure he didn’t mind a bit if Libertus was staring at his ass. If Nyx was anyone but himself, he’d stare at his ass, too. He wasn’t too humble to admit he had a nice ass. So did Libertus, actually… funny, he’d never considered his best friend’s ass before but now that he did, it was a good thing his pants were as baggy as they were because hello… Man, he was one thirsty sunuvabitch. A commercial for some kind of candy was on when he returned and instead of going back to his recliner, Nyx sat on the couch next to Libertus. He sighed and rubbed his face with his hands. Libertus rested a reassuring hand On Nyx’s shoulder. “Guys like us got it rough, my friend. It’s hard to find someone who understands the sort of life we live and even when we do, who has time to actually do anything? Nyx laughed humorlessly. “Apparently five different couples judging by what we saw today. I don’t know how the ones you saw ended up together, but Regis and Clarus, they’ve both had broken hearts and patched each other up. Gladiolus and IGNIS, I got it right that time, they understand each other because they both run circles around the Prince, and then the Prince and the blonde kid started off as friends and now they’re apparently lovers.” Libertus nodded thoughtfully. “Where’s that for us?” Broken hearts. Service to the crown. Friends. Nyx eyed Libertus carefully to judge weather or not his friend was thinking the same thing as him. And was it just him or did Libertus’ hand seen to be slowly sliding down his back? He chanced a full look at Libertus now and…were they…yup, their faces were closer, much closer, no more than a couple inches apart. Nyx smiled. “I think I just found it.” Nyx never hesitated with anything, so he didn’t hesitate to close the distance between them and kiss the man who’d been his best friend sense before he could remember. Libertus, to Nyx’s relief, welcomed the kiss, returning is with more intensity than Nyx had imagined. He slipped the hand that had in fact been making its way down Nyx’s back under the back of Nyx’s shirt. It was bold, but then so was Libertus, and it made Nyx hum against Libertus’ mouth and deepen the kiss. Nyx hands found his new lover’s thigh, and Libertus shifted his hips, causing Nyx fingers to brush against a very impressive bulge. Eventually Nyx had to breath, and as munch as he hated to admit it, he couldn’t do that very well with someone else’s tongue down his throat. So he pulled away and opened his eyes to be met with a lustful gaze from Libertus. “You know,” Nyx said somewhat breathlessly, “You’ve had a bit to drink tonight.” Libertus chuckled. “You’re not taking advantage of me, if that’s what you’re worried about.” Nyx smirked. “No, it’s just that it might not be legal for you to drive. Wanna crash here tonight?” He made his true intentions known with a wink and a subtle roll of his hips. Libertus smiled that warm welcoming smile that Nyx had grown to love over the years, and hoped he would grow to love even more. He didn’t say a word, but he answered with a kiss.

[winterspiderpurrs]

Hello!

This page is for me to get all my prompty ideas out! I kept sending prompts to so many talented people here and finally decided to try my hand at it! This is a secondary blog, I keep my other one as a personal one and don't really reblog much of this fandom on it.

Main couple/thruple is:

Winterspider* Spidershield *Winterspidershield

With some random adds of:

Spiderstrange *Starker*Winterironspider* Spiderfalcon*Spidertorch

All prompts/ideas will be tagged with "winterspiderpurrs" incase anyone is trying to locate original posts.

I have not written any SMUT maybe one day I will get there but until then depending on any ASKs I receive will be leading up to or after.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT while most of my content is pg13 some if what I reblog is not.

18+ ONLY

Thank you!

[lucreciastrash-blog]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum Characters: Prompto Argentum, Noctis Lucis Caelum Additional Tags: Omen Noctis, Violence, Blood, Minor Character Death, Will add taggs as I update chapters Summary:

Time passes so fast. Noctis' father refused the peace treaty with the Empire and the prince never left Insomnia. He's been behaving strangely for months now, and things rapidly went down since he turned twenty-one.

(Just an excuse to write some sadistic, dark Noctis. And there isn't enough omen Noctis around)

[ffxvficrec]

FFXV Aro Ace Week Round Up 1

A couple of call outs -

- We have listed relationships [platonic and romantic], ratings, and Archive Warnings

- With that in mind, please tread mindfully! Remember to look at the tags before reading.

You can also check out the AO3 collection: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/FFXVAroAceWeek

Day 1: Love | Marriage/Arranged Marriage | I’d rather cuddle | Trashy romance

Three Friends Walk Into A Marriage by seaofolives

No Archive Warnings Apply

Prompto Argentum & Lunafreya Nox Fleuret & Noctis Lucis Caelum

General Rating

“But did you enjoy kissing me otherwise?”

Noctis let out a long hum before he tossed his shoulders. “Dunno. It’s okay, I guess.” He thought the comics they liked to read seemed to make it more than it really was. Tossing a hand to Luna, he asked her, “You?”

Luna nodded, canting her head first one way and then the other. “I would say the same,” she answered. “Certainly not something that will keep me up at night…well.” She flung her hands to Prompto who straightened up. “Your turn!”

Zeal by GingerEl

No Archive Warnings Apply

Prompto Argentum & Noctis Lucis Caelum

Teen Rating

Noctis and Luna are to be wed - but he's not sure he's a suitable husband for her.

Those Nonexistent Romances by PaperPuffin

No Archive Warnings Apply

Noctis Lucis Caelum/Nyx Ulric

Teen Rating

Talk of trashy romance books leads to talk of bad exes- or lack thereof.

Mariage Blanc by Gizzwhizz

No Archive Warnings Apply

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret/Noctis Lucis Caelum

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret & Noctis Lucis Caelum

Teen Rating

"I don't even know if I like that kind of stuff. You know, like...kissing and junk." His cheeks were burning even though he was only talking to a dog! He was the Crown Prince, the only child of King Regis. His father had explained to him the political reasons behind tying Lucis to Tenebrae, but there was more than that to a marriage, especially a Royal one.

Wait for You by AerisLei

No Archive Warnings Apply

Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum

Teen Rating

Prompts used were ‘Love’ and an implied “I’d rather cuddle” but I didn’t quite work the actual dialog in there. Whoops. Basically, a cute Promptis snapshot with no real plot.

Day 2: Relaxation | Oh gods, they were roommates | Who says friendships can’t be just as fulfilling | Squishing hard on someone 

Press Coffee and Close Quarters by PaperPuffin

No Archive Warnings Apply

Aranea Highwind & Ignis Scientia

Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Teen Rating

Aranea had lived on military rations, camp food, and- when she'd been lucky- hastily grabbed street food for pretty much all of her life. And then suddenly there's Ignis cooking in the galley of her airship. If she believed in it, Aranea might have been in love.

The Secret Society of Plants by seaofolives

No Archive Warnings Apply

Clarus Amicitia & Cor Leonis

Iris Amicitia & Cor Leonis

Monica Elshett & Cor Leonis

Cor Leonis & Original Female Character(s)

General Rating

“You mean to tell me you’ve been homeless for a week?” Clarus asked him.

Cor would have preferred not to dignify that with a response, but he was his commanding officer, and he was also sitting at the back of his SUV, surrounded by garbage bags that were full of his clothes. Small consolation that this time, he was wearing a pair of pants and shoes. “Yes, milord,” was his curt response.

Clarus whistled, his head shaking slightly at the empty road in front of him. “Everyone calls you the Immortal, and yet here I am wondering how you ever manage.”

Cohabit by GingerEl

No Archive Warnings Apply

Crowe Altius & Libertus Ostium

Libertus Ostium & Nyx Ulric

Crowe Altius & Nyx Ulric

Teen Rating

Libertus and Crowe are roommates, they don't understand why that's so confusing.

Radiant by thetealord

No Archive Warnings Apply

Referenced Cor/Ardyn

General Rating

In which Cor ruminates with his friends over a crush.

Just Between Us by AerisLei

No Archive Warnings Apply

Gladiolus Amicitia & Noctis Lucis Caelum

Gladiolus Amicitia & Ignis Scientia

General Rating

Platonic Gladnis following the prompt of “Oh gods, they were roommates” ft Questioning!Noctis and Ace!Gladio.

[insomniahigh]

Hello again everyone,

FIRST, ANOTHER APOLOGY...

for the late nature of this update. I understand the fear that lack of updates can bring in a zine project where far too often they turn into scams, so I’m sorry for causing any unrest by not posting more often. The main reason I did not was because they would all say the same thing: formatting was still undergoing. I was afraid of further disappointing people and hoped to work as fast as I could to provide a more substantial update than the last. However, I realize that even an update where not much has changed can be helpful in keeping people under the loop.

Secondly, I apologize for the general delay in the production of the zine and its items. As mentioned in the previous update, getting a full-time job was not something I’d anticipated when the project first started out, and it took up a large fraction of the time that I would have been giving to the zine. Moreover, I’ve been dealing with a lot of personal stress. (My family is fairly conservative in culture in religion, where I am the opposite. For a while, things had been getting better, but recently some issues have arisen that have been taking a toll on my mental health, including stuff like me resisting an arranged marriage, which is causing a rift between my family and me.) Balancing all those with my responsibilities in several zine projects proved to be very difficult.

I don’t want to say too much here because I still take full responsibility for this project. I don’t think life circumstances give me a free pass; I merely hope to explain why things have taken so long. I hope everyone understands that I started this project because I love Promptis and I love projects such as these, and I am just as disappointed in myself as anyone else. I’m really sorry once more. 

Below you will find a more detailed update regarding the zine!

THE ACTUAL UPDATE:

Moving on from that (very long…) paragraph, I also have some genuine updates! While formatting and ordering all the merch took longer than anticipated, we are now on the home stretch. All merch has been received and checked for quality, and images will be shared on our social media soon after this post.

The zine formatting is now 95% complete ( color checking, formatting text, and arranging the additional pages is what took the most time >////< ); the PDF proof was shared with all our contributors for a final check a few days ago. After everyone has had a chance to look it over, the mods will do another last check, make any final changes, and then export the document. Early next week, we will submit the final order for the zine. 

Here are some sneak previews of the inside of the zine:

(Please note that these are screenshots of an incomplete document and subject to minor changes.)

After that, the physical proof process and follow-up printing of all copies will take 2-3 weeks at most. Below is a new and final timeline, for clarity.

NEW TIMELINE

October 3rd: Final files sent to manufacturer.

Week of October 7th: Printed proof arrives.

Week of October 14th: Printed proof is approved and production begins.

The printing turnaround for the zines is 7 days. The zines should then arrive (provided that there are no extenuating delays with the printer) the week after, and I will start shipping the zines out immediately, which means the very tail end of October and the first couple weeks of November. Unfortunately I can’t provide a more solid date for when the final zines will start shipping, and this timeline assumes that nothing goes wrong in the actual printing process via the manufacturer. If for some reason anything comes up I will be sure to share it as soon possible, but I’m hoping things will proceed as normal. Thus,

Late Oct/Early Nov: Zines shipped out.

Late Nov: Leftover sale

FINAL NOTE

Please rest assured that I am now working overtime to get this zine ready to ship out for everyone. I apologize again; when I first started this project, I obviously did not anticipate what would unfold after and am sincerely regretful for making everyone wait/worry regarding the status of their order. To try and make up for it, all orders will get an additional merch item free of charge. This will not cause any delays to the production, and I will cover any extra expenses out of pocket.

As always, please don’t hesitate to reach out to us on social media or email. If you have to submit an address change due to the delay in the project, please do so via email-only so that we can keep track of all address changes in one place.

The next update will be posted when we get our physical proof. Thank you for your support and patience! 

Sincerely,

FateReplay

[ Note: This update is also being sent out via email and will be shared on Twitter immediately after posting to Tumblr ]

[yuneyn]

Minor Facts

Tagged by: @ghostoftasslehoff

Favourite colour: I don’t really have a specific one, but I guess nuances of purple, blue and black.

Top 3 ships: Just three, huh? Well there’s Promptis, Lawlight... and I guess it’s hard to choose between the rest but the most recent being Aziraphale/Crowley I’ll go with that one.

Lipstick or chapstick: I never found a lipstick that didn’t end up leaving marks everywhere so I just wear chapstick, especially since it’s winter.

Last song: We are by ONE OK ROCK.

Last movie: Uuuugh I don’t watch that many movies at all... I think the last one was that jdrama movie “Kakugo wa iika soko joshi”, because the mini series was super fun and (what a surprise) Teppei Koike was in it. But the movie was not as fun as the mini series, so.

Currently reading: I started reading Good Omens in September and read about half then stopped because this big part with no Aziraphale or Crowley at all kind of bored me. And since I started a month writing event I didn’t want to get distracted with other fandoms so I decided not to pick it up again until I’m done. 

Tagging: honestly anyone who wants to do it, I’m not awake enough to tag people (>_<)

[promptisao3feed]

Five easy steps to screw up an epic friendship and sabotage your own happiness in less than ten minutes – by Prompto Argentum

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2TKIRdR

by Inkaley

Do you also have that one best friend that means the world to you? Here's how to get rid of them in no time! All you need to do is let yourself be fooled into an impetuous accidental kiss - and the damage done will be irreversible.

Promptis getting together, objectively set after chapter 14, but contains some canonical divergences (like no timeskip).

Words: 4796, Chapters: 1/6, Language: English

Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto Argentum, Ignis Scientia, Gladiolus Amicitia, Talcott Hester, Iris Amicitia, Cindy Aurum, Monica Elshett

Relationships: Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto Argentum & Noctis Lucis Caelum

Additional Tags: Romance, Love, Friendship, Friends to Lovers, Best Friends, Accidental Kissing, Suppressed Feelings, First Kiss, Accidental First Kiss, Regrets, Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Epic Friendship, POV First Person, prompto pov, Dorks in Love, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Minor Prompto Argentum/Cindy Aurum

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2TKIRdR

[emeraldwaves]

Title:  Angels in the Snow Chapter 8 Pairing:  Promptis, side Gladnis, Rating: E  Word Count:  6,619 Read on Ao3 Summary: On a snowy morning, the wolf Prince Noctis discovers an intruder, a fox boy from Niflheim, playing in the snow. Though they quickly become best friends, everyone knows Prompto Argentum does not belong in the Lucis palace, and Noctis can only protect him for so long, especially when Prompto isn’t exactly what he seems. Now, two years later, Noctis still has not come to terms with Prompto missing.

Full fic under the cut! thanks @its-love-u-asshole for betaing!

Noctis' heart was throbbing in his chest, and he began to wonder if anyone could hear it, simply because it was all he could hear. Thump-thump, thump-thump. Over and over, it pounded like it was knocking against his forehead and his ears.

"Your Majesty! I am happy to announce the arrival of the Lady Lunafreya!" A guard called out, bowing to both of them. "Shall we escort her into the throne room?"

"Yes, yes! Of course! Right away," Regis urged, and though everything seemed to be happening rather fast, Noctis could only process it in slow motion.

The doors swung up, creaking as they did, the sound echoing in Noctis' ears, the only thing thus far which had been able to drown out the annoying sound of his heart thumping in his ears. Once the door was open completely, Lunafreya entered, followed by her brother and their mother.

Lunafreya was stunning. There was absolutely no denying that. Her long ears stood pointed atop her head, regal and proper. Her long white dress flowed all the way to the floor, and due to the nature of the weather, she had a short, fluffy white jacket wrapped around her shoulders. Her long blond hair was tied up into a long ponytail, braids pulling back into the ponytail as well. If she had on any sort of makeup, Noctis couldn't tell, but her lips were the perfect shade of soft pink, and her skin seem to sparkle and glow under the lighting of the room. Yes, Lady Lunafreya had always been beautiful, in Noctis’ opinion, and now as an adult, she perhaps looked even more so. She was mature and regal, her posture never changing as she made her way to throne.

Her brother, looked serious, unsmiling and rougher than Noctis remembered. His right arm was slung up in some sort of sling, and Noctis wondered what had happened. Between that, and the small scar on his right cheek, Noctis could only imagine Ravus must have had quite the tussle to leave such wounds on his body. Actually, he looked angry, especially when Noctis met his gaze. Perhaps he wasn't as willing to throw his sister to the wolves. Noctis couldn't blame him; a rabbit didn't really belong here.

Not that a fox ever had either.

Their mother, Sylva, looked far older than Noctis remembered, but he supposed Regis probably looked older too. It was harder to notice when he saw his father on a day to day basis. And yet she still held a youthful beauty to her. Her long rabbit ears stood completely up as well, and she curtsied when she made it to the throne.

"Good afternoon, King Regis of the Wolf Clan," she bowed. "Thank you for welcoming me and my family to your humble home. We are thrilled to be uniting our dear Lunafreya and your son, Noctis."

Ravus' eyes flickered with anger.

"We are happy to welcome you here, Rabbit Clan," Regis said with a smile. "I am hoping this union will begin to unite our lands and head towards peace." Noctis' eyes glimpsed towards his father. Could he really say that, when he knew Ardyn, the leader of the Fox Clan, was so vehemently against such a union? Noctis and Lunafreya mating practically meant the wolves were declaring war on the foxes.

"We truly believe we will be taking the right steps to ensure our nations’ safety," she nodded. Noctis could understand where they were coming from. If he and Lunafreya mated, it would join their lands, meaning the wolves would be able to protect the rabbits from any sort of attacks from the foxes. It was really more beneficial to the rabbits than it was the wolves, but having any sort of allies was good, at least in his father's opinion.

"I agree!" Regis smiled, bowing to her. "Tonight we will feast in honor of the coming union between our two children. You and Ravus are of course, always welcome here, and are welcome to stay for as long as you like."

"We will stay until the union has been solidified," Sylva said, bowing her head.

"That seems fair," Regis chuckled. "I will have some servants take your things to your rooms, and we can begin the preparations for this evening’s dinner. Are there any certain accommodations you may need?"

"No, no," she shook her head. "I am certain everything you provide will be splendid!" she smiled. "However, I am curious as to when your boy's next rut is." Noctis' face immediately turned bright red. It wasn't normal to simply talk about someone's rut like that, but he supposed in this situation it made sense to speak freely, seeing as the rabbits would be staying until he and Lunafreya mated. "Lunafreya's last heat was unfortunately just last week, so it may be awhile before she is ready to mate officially."

This time, it was Lunafreya's turn to be completely embarrassed. Her pale cheeks turned a shade of red Noctis did not think was possible.

"Well, Noctis?" Regis asked, and Noctis' eyes slowly widened. He of course, hadn't expected his father to answer for him, not at 18 years old, but for some reason the question still completely took him off guard.

"It, uh, it was just...last week," he answered awkwardly, trying to find his voice over the loud thumping of his heart.

"I see!" Sylva chuckled. "It seems the two have already synced up. How marvelous."

"Indeed!" Regis replied, laughing along with her. Noctis was happy to see Lunafreya didn't really see the humor in it either. "So for now, let's get you settled in your rooms, and then we will see you for the festivities this evening?" he offered.

"Sounds wonderful," she said.

"Thank you, King Regis, for all your generous accommodations," Lady Lunafreya bowed. Her voice was soft, and gentle. So caring and kind, even as she simply thanked his father.

"It is no problem my dear," he smiled. "For now you and Noctis can stay in separate rooms, until you are better acquainted," he said.

"Thank you so much," she repeated, and bowed to him once more.

The three were ushered out, their things being led to their respective rooms so they could be more comfortable, and Regis sighed, rubbing at his forehead. "Noctis," he began. "I know this situation is not ideal for you, but please be kind to Lady Lunafreya. At least try to speak to her and get to know her."

Noctis frowned, offended his father would think he would do anything but. "I will," he said, a sigh leaving his lips. "I wasn't gonna be rude or anything..."

"I know, I know. I just...I know this isn't your first choice, but she's beautiful, and if you speak with her you might find this could be a very positive union."

Noctis resisted the urge to roll his eyes, knowing his father wouldn't appreciate the gesture. "I'm sure," he muttered instead.

It wasn't as if he would have much of a choice anyway.

~~

Ignis had prepared Noctis for the party, giving him an almost identical lecture to the one he had received from his father. This time, however, Noctis had shown his frustration.

"Why does everyone think I'm going to be mean to her?" he snorted, folding his arms.

"It's not that we think you're going to be mean exactly," Ignis began. "It's more that..." he trailed off, and Noctis knew exactly what Ignis was thinking, what everyone was thinking.

It was more about who his heart truly belonged to. Two years hadn't changed anything, two years hadn't taken away almost 7 years of love.

Noctis swallowed, his ears twitching against his head. "I...I like Luna," he mumbled. "She's a good person. I wouldn't ever be mean to her."

Ignis sighed, and gently placed his hand on Noctis' shoulder, his ears falling down. "I know. I believe you."

"Thanks," Noctis smiled. "Doesn't make it any easier."

"I know," Ignis said again, moving his hand to the small of Noctis' back, leading him towards the dining hall.

The dinner table was set up for a large party, and most of the nobles were there to celebrate. Noctis was very displeased to find that most of the food was greens, and since he was placed next to Lunafreya, he had to resist the urge to wrinkle his nose at the large salad placed in front of him. There was supposed to be meat too, but it was probably going to be saved for the nobles at the other end of the table. Since Noctis and his father were honoring their new guests, it was only natural they would follow rabbit tradition.

Noctis couldn't help but wonder if this was how every night with Luna was going to go.

He glanced towards her, staring at her profile. Her blue eyes shined happily as she bit into the lettuce. Noctis silently wondered how anyone could possibly be that happy eating something like lettuce, but he was glad she didn't seem displeased with the meal. Her ears once again were completely still, standing up completely straight on her head. The sight made Noctis' own ears move back. How could she been so poised, even now as she focused on eating? Her small mouth and tiny nose were so cute, and Noctis couldn't help the blush which slowly appeared on his cheeks. Really, if he wasn't going to have a choice in who he mated with, he couldn't have gotten someone better.

"The salad is delicious!" she said, catching him off guard when she turned to look at him.

"Uh, yeah," Noctis said awkwardly, slamming his fork into a leaf as he shoved it into his mouth. His nostrils flared and he desperately tried to look normal while chewing.

Lunafreya's thin fingers covered her mouth as she let out a soft giggle. "Noctis, you do not have to eat lettuce if you do not like it. I know rabbits tend to gravitate towards these kinds of meals, but...I know wolves tend to enjoy more...meaty things? Correct?" she asked.

Swallowing hard, Noctis took a deep breath. "Y-Yeah. We definitely do," he admitted.

"Well don't eat this for my sake," she said softly.

Noctis flicked his eyes towards his father, who was having no problem stomaching the leafy greens. "I gotta," he mumbled. "At least for tonight," he said.

"Oh, sorry," she said, an apologetic smile appearing on her features. "It is really quite good."

"Well, glad you like it," he said shyly. "That's...really all that matters. Worse case I can bug Ignis to get me something later," he smirked.

"Is he your personal servant?" she asked, tilting her head.

"Ah, no, he's more like...my advisor. A Beta..." Noctis said. "But he's a really great chef. He probably helped make some of this," he gestured with his fork to the massive amount of food in front of them. "Not all of it, but you know...some of it."

Lunafreya laughed again, smiling as she returned her attention to the food, taking a few more bites. As awkward as Noctis felt, the dinner didn't seem to be going too terribly...

The night continued on, both Noctis and Lunafreya standing at the front of the room to say goodbye to all the guests. It was polite to do so after a large dinner, and it gave the wolf nobles a chance to get to know Lunafreya, or at least meet her. A few had given her rude looks, as many wolves were about keeping the royal line pure, but Noctis had frowned right back, giving his own disapproving look.

"That was not...so bad," she smiled, though Noctis could tell the face was slightly forced. He wanted to tell her she didn't have to force herself to smile if she hadn't had fun, but he doubted she would listen to him.

"You'll get used to 'em," Noctis sighed. "They're all old and stupid about stuff anyway," he shrugged, happy when Lunafreya laughed at him. He didn't love her, at least not yet, but he certainly didn't want her to be miserable.

"Well I hope they get used to me," she said softly.

"Eh, they will. I mean they're gonna have to. You're gonna be my mate so..." he trailed off, realizing that was one of the first times he'd actually spoken something like that out loud. He blushed, especially when he realized Lunafreya was blushing too. Her ear twitched uncharacteristically, and Noctis thought the small movement of expression was...kind of adorable. "A-Anyway, you're probably exhausted and stuff, so uh...I'll walk you back to your room."

She nodded, clasping her hands together as they walked down the hall, Noctis keeping his hands awkwardly by his side. He gave her a small wave when he said goodnight, and she thanked him for being so kind to her on the first day, bowing her head as she stepped back into her room.

Noctis probably should've gone to bed, and he realized that not heading directly for his room would probably freak Ignis out, but Noctis had other plans. It was cold out, but the night was clear. No wind, no snow falling, and he wanted to go sit out by the garden.

It had become something he was accustomed to doing, sitting out by the garden at night, especially in the winter. It was where he had met Prompto for the first time, and there was a part of his heart that always wondered if he sat there for a long time, maybe Prompto would realize he was waiting for him and come home. It was silly, especially after two years.

Noctis was an adult now, and he couldn't be naive. And yet, he hated when people whispered about Prompto and how he'd most likely passed away in the snow. It made Noctis' blood boil with rage, and usually he had to go spar with Gladio or shift into his wolf form just to stop the anger.

Still, any truths about Prompto didn't stop him from sitting out by the garden on a clear night such as this one, looking at the stars. He took a seat on the edge of the deck, and tucked a leg under himself, his tail swaying back and forth.

Usually he stared up at the stars, or scented the air, enjoying how clean it smelled outside. It made his head feel clear, and not so bogged down by his exhaustion and frustration. Occasionally, like tonight, he found himself talking when he stared at the stars.

"Sorry...Prom..." he muttered. "I always promised you...but it seems like I got no choice."

Sometimes when he did this, he could almost hear Prompto's voice. "Yeah, man that sucks, but hey! At least she's super pretty!"

"Yeah but none of that matters to me," he grumbled, looking down at the snow covered gardens. He could almost remember where their tiny bodies had rolled around in the snow, making snow blobs which Prompto had deemed snow angels. At the time it had seemed like the most magical thing. Prompto had seemed like the most magical thing. Sometimes he still did...

"Talking to yourself?"

The gentle voice startled him, and he almost jumped off the deck into the snow, his tail standing on end.

"L-Lunafreya!" he gasped, turning around to see the rabbit in her long, while nightgown, another robe wrapped around her slender body. "I...thought you went to bed."

"Mm. I tried but I couldn't sleep," she admitted. "Do you mind if I join you?" she asked, and Noctis quickly shook his head.

"Uh, no, please," he said, scooting to the side so it was easier to sit down.

"I went to your room, but Ignis told me you'd be out here." Ah, so Ignis knew. No surprise there.

"Yeah, I guess I come out here a lot," Noctis muttered, his ears folding against his head.

"Any...special reason?" she asked softly. Her tone was so warm, and welcoming, as though Noctis could tell her anything and she wouldn't mind, she'd just listen.

Noctis bit his lip. It was rare he talked about anything in regards to Prompto, especially not to some stranger, but Lunafreya's light blue eyes were so gentle, Noctis couldn't help but sigh, opening up. "It's where I met my best friend," he muttered, turning towards the garden once more.

"Ignis?" she asked.

"Nah. I mean, Iggy's great, don't get me wrong, but uh...I meant Prompto. He doesn't...live here anymore," he said.

"What happened?" she asked softly, and he felt her hand gently curl over his shoulder. The touch was delicate, and kind.

"It's...a long story. But...I think he ran away. He was...a fox and I think maybe he felt like he no longer belonged here..." he trailed off. It was the most he'd talked about it, and still it was so far from the truth. It had been his fault Prompto had run away, and it was possibly his fault that Prompto was maybe...

"I'm so sorry," she whispered.

"Yeah...it sucks," he admitted. "So sometimes I come sit out here to just...remember him and you know...Yeah..." he mumbled. It was a poor excuse for an explanation, but he could tell from the gentle way Luna squeezed his shoulder, she maybe understood.

"You know..." she began softly. "I really hope our...union will help others realize that...all of us are the same, regardless of what...animal we have the ability to become," she said. "I think that would be...really wonderful."

A small smile slipped onto Noctis' lips. "Yeah...me too..." he said, and rest his hand over hers. Maybe Lunafreya really wasn't so bad after all. And maybe...he could help people in the future, who wanted to mate with someone from a different clan...maybe he and Lunafreya could pave the way. It was possible he'd been looking at it all wrong, and maybe it would be smart if he could be positive about all this. It wasn't like he was going to get Prompto back, and as sad as that was, maybe it was best to push forward with Lunafreya.

And as she smiled when he squeezed her hand, he thought maybe she would be happy to help him with this as well.

~~

Only a bit of time had passed since Lady Lunafreya's arrival at the palace, but as far as Gladio could tell, things were going well between the betrothed. Admittedly, he'd been surprised by that. Only because Noctis had been so damn stubborn about considering anyone else but Prompto.

However, Lunafreya and Noctis were spending a great deal of time together. When he wasn't training or shifting, it seemed he was enjoying his time with her, reading in library, or showing her around the palace. Gladio wondered what exactly had changed, or if Noctis was simply doing it out of obligation.

Still, he'd seen the boy smile around her a few times, genuine smiles, that Gladio was convinced he hadn't seen in years.

The hunt grew closer, which meant Noctis' rut was surely coming soon after, and possibly Lady Lunafreya's heat, and Gladio wondered how Noctis would deal with making a new connection. Perhaps he would actually be mature about it and move on. It sucked, Gladio knew how much it had to suck for him, but maybe this would be exactly what he needed.

Gladio sure knew it was what the hell he needed. His own rut was drawing closer, and if his happened after Noctis', well that meant he and Ignis could finally...

He shook his head, knowing how dangerous it was to think about Ignis like that, especially when it wasn't a guarantee they could be together this time around. His ruts were so damn painful, practically unbearable at this point. And the worst part was they lasted so long. He was looking forward to the hunt, however. The hunts always made it easier for Gladio to focus on something else.

However, the morning of the hunt, there was a knock on Gladio's door far earlier than he usually expected any visitors, which only meant it could be one person.

"Hey Iggy," he yawned, leaving the door wide so Ignis could enter.

"Good morning, Gladio. I came to speak with you in regards to this evening's hunt. I am quite worried about the prince," he admitted.

"Eh?" Gladio groaned, rubbing at his stomach as he stretched up. "What do you mean?" he grumbled, annoyed Ignis had come into his room so early, simply to tell him about his worries with Noctis.

"He's been acting odd lately." Ignis' features were pulled tight, his brow furrowed as he tapped his finger against his chin.

"What? Y'mean happy?" Gladio asked, but Ignis quickly shook his head.

"No. I mean..." A long groan came from his lips. "I don't know how to explain it...but as his rut draws closer I've noticed him growing...more and more nervous."

"I dunno, Iggy. I've seen him spending a lot of time with Lunafreya. Seems like he likes her, or he's a real good actor. And y'know," Gladio smirked. "I find that hard to believe."

"No, Gladio you don't understand," Ignis frowned, a hint of a bite in his tone.

"Alright, alright, then explain," he said, raising his hands up in defeat. When Ignis was convinced about something in regards to the prince, Gladio knew it was impossible to argue with the advisor.

"I've seen him looking out at the gardens more, almost every night. And then a few nights ago, I saw him standing by Prompto's room, staring at the door. I can tell he's missing him. I know he doesn't wish to mate with anyone besides him, and I know he's going to avoid mating with Luna if he can," Ignis urged. "I'm concerned that once he is off the palace grounds, he might...not come back with the rest of the pack."

Gladio pursed his lips, and sat down on the edge of his bed. "Look, Iggy, I get that you're concerned, but have you seen Noctis and Lunafreya together? Seriously, normally you're right about everything, don't get me wrong, but I think you might be wrong about this."

"I'm not wrong, I swear to you Gladio, I can tell. He's smiling with Luna, yes, and I think he enjoys her, but he does not look at her the way he looked at Prompto, trust me, I know," Ignis sighed, pressing his glasses up further on his face.

Gladio pursed his lips. "How do you know?"

To that, Ignis flicked his eyes to the side, a flash of nervousness slipping over his body. Strange. Nervousness was a rare emotion to see on Ignis' features, and Gladio wondered what had happened.

"I know how the prince looks at those he does not care for in the same way he did Prompto," Ignis muttered slowly.

Gladio hated the way Ignis said that. His gaze was turned downwards, his eyes staring directly at the floor, as though he were guilty, and suddenly Gladio knew exactly what had happened.

"You slept with him, didn't you?"

"Gladio...It's best you didn't ask me questions about the prince's personal business-"

"Answer the damn question, Ignis," Gladio growled, rising to his feet as he glared at the Beta. "If you slept with him, it’s your personal business too." Silence. Ignis kept his eyes turned down. "You slept with him, didn't you?" Gladio repeated, feeling the anger boiling up in his chest. It was wrong to be mad at Ignis, and Gladio knew that. This was Ignis' position, this was what he was supposed to be doing, and yet...it didn't change the hurt, and frustration Gladio felt. It didn't change the fact he was an Alpha, and though they weren’t officially mated, Ignis felt like his, or was going to be his, or...something...Gladio couldn't really make sense of it, but he knew one thing...

He certainly didn't want to hear about Ignis sleeping with the prince.

Ignis frowned, stepping towards Gladio so their faces were closer together. "You knew this was part of my job, part of our agreement-"

"And that's how you fucking know, because you let the prince fuck you and you saw how his eyes looked at you, all empty and shit cause you weren't Prompto, am I right?" Gladio snapped, the anger reaching its boiling point. He growled, slamming his hand down against the table next to him, his tail flicking back in forth angrily. It was mean...and he didn’t want to be mean, but the words spilled from his lips anyway.

Ignis' ears twitched, folding backwards. "Do not yell at me Gladiolus," Ignis hissed, hurt flicking across his eyes. "I know you are an Alpha, and I know it must be hard for you to hear, but this is part of my job."

"Well did you want him to look at you like he loved you?" Gladio asked, his hands trembling at his side. He knew the person talking wasn't himself, it was his instincts, all his instincts, and he hated it, but he hated that Ignis had slept with Noctis even more.

"Of course not, Gladio-"

"Then why the hell do you sound so disappointed?"

"Will you please stop being an Alpha for five goddamn seconds and listen to me?!" Ignis snapped. "I'm not disappointed, but I can tell the prince is in distress. I want you to watch him on the hunt so he does not make any poor choices. It is my job to worry about the prince, it is my job to assist the prince, and yes I care about him greatly, but it's nothing like how I love you," he huffed out.

Gladio froze. Ignis...loved him? Had he really just said that? Everything else tried to register, but it was next to impossible. "You love me?"

Ignis' cheeks heated up, as though he had replayed the entirety of what he had said in his mind, the truth hitting him. "W-Well...it would be silly for me to wish to mate with you if I didn't...don't you think?" he mumbled, fixing his glasses.

Gladio had never stepped towards the man faster. His hands cupped at his jaw, and he pulled their lips together, kissing him hard. Ignis always tasted so damn sweet, like he'd just baked an entire cake, and then ate the whole goddamn thing too. He kissed him once, twice, and a third time, panting heavily when he pulled away between each one for air. Fuck he wanted to knot him right there, against the door.

But Gladio had more control than that. He always had more control than that.

"Damn, Iggy. I love you too, and I can't wait to make you mine," he growled, nipping at Ignis' lower lip.

"I know," he whispered. "I know it's been hard for you...and it's been getting worse lately...I can tell, obviously you almost attacked me just now..."

"Sorry..." Gladio mumbled, resting his forehead against Ignis'. "Can't help it. I want you, you know? I know it's your job, but it just...sucks to hear it."

"I know," Ignis whispered, gently brushing his thumbs over Gladio's cheeks. "And I really didn't tell you to hurt you or make you jealous."

"Yeah," Gladio mumbled, wishing he could hold Ignis right here, in this moment forever.

"I really am...concerned."

"I get it," Gladio sighed, pecking at his lips once more. "I'll keep an eye on the idiot," he shrugged, taking a step back. "You know I always do anyway."

"Of course," Ignis smiled, and leaned up to kiss his cheek. "Soon...Soon we can be together."

"Yeah," Gladio chuckled, running his hand through his hair. "Can't come fast enough for me, I swear to the gods."

~~

Lately, Noctis had gotten good at believing his cute little lie he'd come up with with Luna. She was sweet, beautiful, kind...and together they were going to unite the clans. It was a nice thought, yes, but deep down Noctis knew it was next to impossible. There were years of hatred between the wolves and the foxes, and many of the rabbits were scared of the wolves. The swans in Altissa weren't the biggest fans of the foxes either, though they were much more casual about it all.

It was simply easier to imagine this as a solution, rather than focus on other things. And yet, his body often betrayed him. Many times he felt as though he were in a daze, and he'd end up in front of Prompto's room, sniffing the air as if he could still smell him.

Occasionally when he fell asleep, he'd dream Prompto was still around, and the dream would feel so real, Noctis would run to his room when he awoke, only to realize his best friend was gone.

The hole in his heart where their bond had been, only seemed to grow wider with every passing day. He thought about having Luna sew it up, but it was almost as if she were a band-aid. A temporary fix for the larger pain he was avoiding feeling.

Mating with her was going to be the hardest thing Noctis ever had to do. And there was absolutely no way to stop it from happening. So yes, believing the lie had become much, much easier.

He could tell Lunafreya was beginning to notice though, as she would call his name multiple times, trying to grab his attention. And when she asked if he was okay, he would give her a small smile, and urge her that he was fine.

But lately, he'd had a small reoccurring thought, if he really wanted to, he could run away too, like Prompto had. During the hunt he'd be out in the woods anyway. It wouldn't be too out of the ordinary for him to dash off, and then...maybe he'd just never come back. The problem was, he was usually followed by Gladio, since Gladio was his main personal guard, especially during the hunt.

It seemed so improbable, and yet, there was the smallest part of him that was still willing to try. Plus it was snowing, it only seemed appropriate.

The clan of wolves made their way to the clearing in the woods, where the hunts normally began. Thankfully, Noctis' father would be leading this one, as Noctis hadn't taken over as King yet, so he didn't have to give any sort of stupid speech or anything.

The snow flowed around his father while he spoke, the clan shivering as they pulled their jackets on tighter. At least as wolves they would be warm enough with their fur coats.

"Hey, the snow is coming down hard," Gladio muttered. "Stick close to me, I don't wanna lose you." There was the ghost of a thought which floated between the two of them. Like Prompto. The storm felt almost identical to the one which had taken Prompto from him two years ago.

"Yeah," Noctis muttered. It was probably impossible to lose Gladio, but with how fast the snow was pouring down, Noctis was sure as hell going to try.

His father began to shift, his body curling downwards as it took on his wolf form. He tossed his head back, tilting it towards the moon, a howl ringing out across the forest.

It was the signal, allowing the rest of the clan to shift too, and Noctis did just that. His body lurched forward as he pressed his paws into the ground, and shook out his fur. He leaned forward, stretching his limbs out lazily, and he joined the clan as they all began to howl, signaling the start of the hunt.

As his father took off into the forest, Noctis followed. He thought the best idea would be to follow his father for awhile, and then once everyone began to split off into smaller packs, he could jump off by himself. He'd like to think no one would notice, but Gladio had been on his tail the entire night thus far and he was starting to think Gladio knew.

Maybe something about his facial expression had given it away. Probably to Ignis...who had probably warned Gladio...

The night wore on, snow pelting him in the face as he dashed through the woods. Even his thick, black fur wasn't doing the best job of keeping him warm. His snout was freezing, and even now, as the first signs of dawn began to peak over the horizon, he felt the coldness of the night chilling him to his bones.

He pressed his nose to the ground and began to sniff, realizing he hadn't actually done much hunting. Gladio probably had noticed, since he'd not left his side to try and hunt for anything on his own.

As he walked around the snow, he began to grow desperate to find anything. Hell, he would've taken a squirrel or a chipmunk at that point. It was better than showing up to the final gathering empty handled. It was just so damn hard with the snow falling.

And then, he froze, a strange scent wafting into his nose. He circled back around it, and sniffed once more, not completely certain he had actually smelled what he thought he had. Gladio was on the other side of the clearing, and Noctis could tell from the way he was sniffing at a tree, that he hadn't picked up on the same odd scent Noctis had.

Noctis moved his nose to the ground once more, taking in the full scent...there was no way it could be anything but that.

A fox.

Panting, Noctis immediately took off in a run, dashing through the forest as he kept his nose pressed to the ground. The scent was definitely that of a fox, and it had a hint of familiarity that had Noctis rushing even faster than he should've been. It couldn't be, could it? He was so lost in the scent, he had no idea whether or not Gladio was close behind him, and quite frankly he didn't care.

The scent led him deep into the woods, farther from his clan than he had ever gone, deeper into the woods than he had ever gone. The trees were barren and dark, the snow eating away at them as they stood bare among the winter air, and Noctis kept his nose to the ground, the scent growing closer and closer.

He halted when he came to a clearing and he saw the sight he had been hoping, praying to see; a tiny blond fox, circling around the area. He had his nose to the ground, and he looked a little lost.

There was no way...

It looked like him. It really did...but there was no way it could be Prompto. The sun was beginning to rise over the hill, and in the distance, the wolves began to howl, signaling the hunt was close to being done. But Noctis wasn't ready to return.

The small fox heard the howls, and turned directly towards Noctis, his eyes growing wide. The fox froze in place, and suddenly Noctis was terrified the creature was going to run away. He glanced up towards the sky, noting the sun had slowly begun to rise, and he prayed it was enough for him to shift back.

Closing his eyes, he imagined his human form as he pushed his body to slowly shift back into what it normally looked like. His spine curled upwards and his hands slowly morphed back into human hands as he stared at the creature in front him.

It still didn't move, watching as he made the transformation, and Noctis felt a chill run down his spine, and he wasn't sure if it was because of the question he was about to ask, or the winter wind rolling through his hair.

"Prompto...?" he swallowed, the name sounding so foreign on his tongue.

The fox whimpered, and took a few steps back, glancing away, especially when Noctis sank down, sitting at the fox's level.

"I'm not gonna...hurt you...Prompto if that's you...please..." Noctis' tail thumped against the ground in time with his heart.

Suddenly, the light began to surround the fox as the creature’s body curled upwards, his paws changing to hands, his snout slowly curving up into his nose, a nose Noctis knew oh so well.

Standing before him was his best friend, Prompto. Noctis could barely believe his eyes, and he slowly rose to his feet.

His best friend was thinner, that was for sure, even with the warm long jacket he wore, Noctis could tell Prompto's limbs and face were much skinnier. But his freckles were still there, and his hair stood up, like a bird tail, flipped up towards the sky.

Noctis couldn't breathe...He had to be dreaming. Had to be. There was no way...there was...it couldn't be true?! All this time...Prompto had been alive, and now, maybe he was trying to come home and gotten lost?! Whatever the situation, Noctis didn't care. Prompto was alive, alive, and he was standing right in front of him.

Slowly, Noctis began to step forward, stretching out his hands. If Prompto was a specter, he wouldn't be able to touch him, right? "P-Prom...is that really you?" Noctis whispered. Prompto looked terrified, not moving an inch as he stayed frozen in in place. Maybe he was just as shocked as Noctis?

Noctis' outstretched hands pressed against Prompto's cheeks when he finally moved closer. He was real...He was actually here?! And yet...he wasn't saying a word.

"Pr-Prompto...please...answer me." He wrapped his arms around the boy, hugging him close. Prompto was here, and he was real, and Noctis was never, ever going to let him go again. "I'm so happy to see you. I-I don't know what happened but I'm never going to let you run away or get taken or whatever-"

"W-Who..." Noctis stopped talking immediately when Prompto finally began to speak. His voice trembled so heavily, his teeth chattering against the cold wind. "W-Who...are you?" he whispered, ears folding down against his head.

Noctis pulled back, his hands resting on Prompto's shoulder. "W-Wait you don't remember?"

The blond shook his head, his gaze still fearful. "P-Prompto is my name but...I...I'm not friends with any wolves," he said.

It was just like when he had first met Prompto. The fox hadn't remembered anything but his own damn name. He wondered if whoever had Prompto before had found him again, erasing his memories.

Noctis swallowed. Even if Prompto didn't remember right away...there had to be...someway...right? "C-C'mon on Prom," Noctis mumbled, keeping his hands on Prompto's shoulders. "It's me, Noctis. Your best friend, Noctis."

Prompto's blue eyes slowly widened as he stared at his best friend. "Noctis?" he whispered.

"Yeah! You know, Noctis, as in Noct or Prince Noctis...or whatever," he continued, but frowned when Prompto looked towards the ground, a strange smile curling up on his lips.

"Prince Noctis, huh?" he smiled, looking up at him, his hands slowly coming up to curl around Noctis' neck. Grinning, a strange laugh began to leave Prompto's lips as he squeezed his thumbs against Noctis' neck harder. "Found you."