#noctis lucis caelum au

[sayuyuv]

Just the chocobros working regular professions in an Alternative Universe~ prints available here

[chasingfigments]

@crazyloststar and I have been working on our collaboration Civil Hands since September 2021, and we're so excited to start posting it! We are once again working with many artists for this project, and our key art is by aidenofwolves. We hope you look forward to it!

Prompto doesn’t need the chancellor’s crooked finger to prompt his lines. “Until the day a peace treaty is signed, I intend to remain in Insomnia, if Your Majesty is willing to host me.” There is a long, considering silence. “We will speak plainly,” the king says. “You would surrender yourself as hostage to Lucis against further Niflheim aggression?” The chancellor smiles before turning back to the king, and there is little Prompto can do to calm his racing heart. “It will be an easy thing, should Your Majesty hold fast to your honor.” — Or:  When the Prince of Niflheim surrenders himself as a political hostage, Noctis’s curiosity turns into something unexpected.

Posting begins 21 August 2024.

[evieeion]

some more out of context hocus pocus au boards!!

these will probably be the last either till next year of if i feel like continuing into november, either way thank you all for the love on them!

[stygiovictoria]

design concept sketches for a futuristic ffxv au i discussed with my friend (@dimlylitsmalltown). Probably wont ever post this again

[reflectionsofacreator]

📚 final fantasy, your choice of numerical!

cracks knuckles

Okay let's imagine, for a minute, about Noctis who didn't manage to escape the fire in Tenebrae. Regis lost his grip, Noctis tried to squirm out of his hold to get to Luna, something. And for the next eight years, Noctis is raised as a ward of the Empire alongside Luna and Ravus, with all the gristly details that implies because Niflheim finally has their hands on the crown prince of their hated enemy.

The story starts with Noctis' long awaited return to Insomnia at the hands of Lieutenant Drautos when he's sixteen, eight long, long years after the tragic fire that took Queen Sylvia's life. There's been some paper thin excuse about Noctis staying in the Empire for "goodwill" but everyone knows that he's been a hostage, and the kingdom is ecstatic to have their prince back.

The big reunion between beloved father and son, and it's shattered when Noctis, in a polite, quiet Tenebrae accent, asks, "Do I know you, sir?" (Because that's not what his father looked like. That's not the dad who abandoned him, is it? He's too old, surely--)

The prince that's returned to them is a stranger. Neatly combed back hair, a fondness for Tenebrae white colors, soft spoken lilting accent and impeccable manners that betray nothing of what he thinks. It's only in private, when Ignis and Gladio desperately try to get him to open up and maybe talk to them that Noctis admits that he wants to go home, to his brother and sister. The best he can do is send letters with the Messengers, a small, fluffy black dog that Ignis swears wasn't there yesterday.

We cut between Ravus, Luna, and Noctis as the letters pass hands. Ravus, having been pressured into being in the military at eighteen so he could no longer protect his little siblings, traces over the harsh stroke of the pen in Noct's letters in the privacy of his tiny cabin. Luna scribbling out her loneliness and exhaustion over being the world's youngest Oracle for four years now, saying how much she misses the comforting weight of her little brother following her around during her duties.

The Ravus we find here is harder on the outside, but fiercely protective of Luna and Noctis. His hatred for Regis is even more intense, because how dare that man abandon his own son, yet banked even further down because he cannot afford to let these emotions show when he needs to protect them. It's not just that Luna is his precious little sister -- their mother wasn't done healing Noctis before she perished, and Noctis could only rely on them. Ravus is the only one who knows that the Empire was going to kill the boy, and it was only his quick thinking that convinced General Glauca to spare Noctis as a hostage.

Luna is more tired, more worn down. Not only is she the youngest Oracle with an impossible task, she did everything she possibly could to make sure Noctis traveled with her retinue so she could keep an eye on him and make sure the Empire didn't touch him. And now that he's gone, whisked away back to his "home", she finds herself working even harder just to cope with the loneliness.

Noctis is... well. He copes, as best he can, being a stranger in his own 'home' with chronic pain and no one knowing what really happened. Even his magic is different, leans more towards healing and the like rather than traditional Lucian faire, uses a rapier like his older brother when he goes to spar. Spends time with his dog, with Ignis trying to get him to want to meet with his father, training with Gladio in the ring and trying not to flinch at how big he is (not his fault, he's just. Big like Glauca.), tentatively making friends with Cor's hyperactive blonde kid named Prompto...

It isn't until Gladio sees Captain Drautos 'checking in' on the Prince that things start to change. Drautos now has sway over the Glaives and the Crownsguard, the gratitude of the King Himself, so long as Prince Noctis keeps his mouth shut about what happened while he was being "rescued" from General Glauca. Except Noctis talks back to the Captain now that it's just him, he doesn't have to worry about his siblings getting hurt, just himself really.

Gladio charges, because even if that's a little shit of a guy that's his Prince who's being slapped around. He doesn't have a hope in hell against someone like Titus Drautos, let alone General Glauca, being only eighteen and new to the whole 'shield' thing. Gets his shit wrecked, his eye nearly cut open, and his life held against Noctis to scare them both into keeping Drautos' secret.

Gladio, while he's being patched up on Ignis' bathtub, is adamant that they tell the king and the council, while Noctis pleads that they can't or Glauca will find a way to punish Luna and Ravus. Ignis informs him that it will be happening, because this is no longer just a threat to them but a threat to the whole kingdom.

We cut to the chocobros watching as Prince Ravus and Princess Lunafreya are welcomed into Insomnia, only to have their introductions interrupted by Noctis' excited shout of their names and practically warping over to them to hug them stupid. Drautos is imprisoned now, things are starting to look up for the first time for the Fleuret siblings in ... so, so long.

I think the primary fic would end there, but I'd probably want to have oneshots set after, about the adjusting period, and how things wrap up. Something something the abuse that the kids were subjected to gets to light and has the Empire's citizens up in arms over the treatment of the beloved Oracle, Lucis uses it as a way to force Niflheim into a peace treaty. Another oneshot from the pov of someone who only knows Ravus as a battlefield commander, seeing him turn all soft and doting on Luna and Noctis. Maybe dig into how Noctis and Luna traveled around under the guard of Glauca, how it's just as much threatening as it is teasing the Lucis spies who can't get close enough to set Noctis free...

I think about this au often, if you can't tell,

[Put "📓" or some other version of a book emoji into my inbox and I'll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I haven't written but daydream about.]

[weregreatatcrime]

Ignis is Prompto’s second favorite person, right after Noctis. Gladio loves him but is rightfully wary of this tiny feral MT child. Cor is just tired another child was added to his babysitting duties.

[tsu-yume]

Spiderman (Prompto) and Nightwing (Noctis) traversing the city to fight crime together ＼(＾▽＾)／ Fic that goes with this: My kind of hero by RikuKingdomHearts3 Spider-Prom, Spider-Prom Swings around to much aplomb Spins a web, holds a cam Posts his work on Instagram Look out! There goes the Spider-Proooom - lyrics provided by Mementomoryo

[autumn-lavelle]

Tassy isn’t cold!

Digimon au I’m making. Ratio’s partner is Piyomon, and he just so happens to be ‘Loves child’ and has the crest of love.

context: Aventurine made Ratio cry. They had just encountered a high level Digimon that all of em were too weak to handle. The only way to handle it was if any of the Digimon had used the crest to evolve. So far only Veritas and Topaz have one. Piyomon couldn’t evolve, and still pushed herself to fight. Ratio tried helping with a plan but Piyomon got hurt badly and nearly died, they were able to escape. Aventurine, angry from the lack of reaction from Veritas snapped. Screaming “Your partner almost fucking died because you’re a heartless bastard! You feel nothing?! Your partner needs someone better then you!”

now Veritas had gone numb. He isn’t heartless, his brain handles high stakes and trauma differently. He loves Piyomon but has a hard time expressing deep emotions in general. So whilst patching her up, he broke and cried. Saying she truly deserved a better partner than himself… all his skills, and planning had been useless. All because he doesn’t love normally. Piyomon knows how deeply he cares though, and she goes to yell at Aventurine for making her Tassy cry.

[crazyloststar]

Chapter nine of Civil Hands is out today! || Start from the beginning.

Prompto doesn’t need the chancellor’s crooked finger to prompt his lines. “Until the day a peace treaty is signed, I intend to remain in Insomnia, if Your Majesty is willing to host me.” There is a long, considering silence. “We will speak plainly,” the king says. “You would surrender yourself as hostage to Lucis against further Niflheim aggression?” The chancellor smiles before turning back to the king, and there is little Prompto can do to calm his racing heart. “It will be an easy thing, should Your Majesty hold fast to your honor.” — Or:  When the Prince of Niflheim surrenders himself as a political hostage, Noctis’s curiosity turns into something unexpected.

Read Chapter Nine Here! This chapter is written by @chasingfigments

This chapter also features art from the lovely @rose-madder-gaze!! Please give them lots of love.

[koukouture]

FFXIV Dissidia AU where Omega summons the champions to do battle in order to understand what mortals fight for.

Cloud got pulled away from a date at the Gold Saucer so he wants to finish this- NOW

Anyways, I just thought this squad would be funny because these are arguably the most popular Final Fantasy games. Which is also double funny because everyone but Cloud is from a new gen FF game. Also also Elysia already knows Noctis and Clive because of those crossover events so... the dynamic is fun.

I will make more screenshots of this because I have soooo many ideas for the squad's dynamics. Like, Clive is the quiet responsible one, Noctis and Elysia are having wayyyy too much fun, and Cloud is just... broody lmao. It's also kinda funny how Clive, Noctis, and Elysia are all royalty or royalty adjacent but Cloud is just a normal fucking guy.

Also, this group's main foes are Sephiroth and Zenos- aka psychopathic pretty boys who are obsessed with their respective heroes.

[chasingfigments]

Prompto doesn’t need the chancellor’s crooked finger to prompt his lines. “Until the day a peace treaty is signed, I intend to remain in Insomnia, if Your Majesty is willing to host me.” There is a long, considering silence. “We will speak plainly,” the king says. “You would surrender yourself as hostage to Lucis against further Niflheim aggression?” The chancellor smiles before turning back to the king, and there is little Prompto can do to calm his racing heart. “It will be an easy thing, should Your Majesty hold fast to your honor.” — Or:  When the Prince of Niflheim surrenders himself as a political hostage, Noctis’s curiosity turns into something unexpected.

Chapter three of Civil Hands is out on Wednesday! || Start from the beginning.

[evieeion]

i havent been posting my hocus pocus boards here lately heres some

[sol-lyann]

IgNoct Week | Day 2: Mermaid! AU

An AU where Noctis is a merman prince and meets Ignis who is a human.

@ignoct-week

[whumperofworlds]

Whumptober 2024 Day 24: Under Rubble

Now on AO3!

TAGS: @gala1981 @whumptober-archive @crash-bump-bring-the-whump @rebelxwriter @expressionless-fr

@fourwingedsnake @whumble-beeee @whumpninja @kingxlinkwrites (let me know if you wanna be added or removed!)

CWs: bombing, trapped under rubble, blood, unconscious, self sacrifice, male whumpee, male caretaker, whumpee x caretaker, Alternate Ending AU (because fuuuuuck that FFXV ending), death mention

FANDOM: Final Fantasy XV

A/N: I don't own anything in this. Everything belongs to Square Enix.

ENJOY!!!

_____

Collapsed building / Equipment failure / "I never knew daylight could be so violent."

Noctis was so bored out of his mind, he nearly fell asleep during the meeting. However, he forced himself awake by shaking his head when he nearly fell asleep, blinking his eyes.

The man and Ignis were still droning on and on about this politic and that, and while Noctis knew he had his duty as a king, he still couldn't help but feel bored. However, after everything that had happened ten years ago, he felt he should do his duty instead of messing around like he used to.

Occasionally, Noctis piped up to suggest some ideas, but beside that, he let Ignis do most of the talking. He wasn't used to these types of things. He was glad that Ignis, Gladio, and his husband, Prompto, were there to help him if needed.

He felt Prompto squeeze his hand slightly, and Noctis jerked awake again, blinking his eyes before turning to his beloved. Prompto smiled, before whispering, "Still sleepy after all these years?"

"Yeah…" Noctis yawned with a shrug, "I'm doing what I can to do what I need to do, but ugh… even now, meetings are so boring."

"Sometimes you have to do what you need to do," Prompto pointed out, "You're doing great, Noct."

Noctis quirked a smile at this. Prompto, for years, had been so supportive of the king, and he was lucky to marry someone like him. The two had been close for years, and their love for each other grew ever since the sun returned.

Ignis and the man appeared to have made an agreement, and they shook hands. Noctis sighed internally. Finally. The meeting was finally over—

BOOM

The building shook then, and Gladio, Ignis, and the man nearly fell on the ground. Noctis and Prompto jumped from their seats as they try to steady themselves from the sudden earthquake. Noctis' ears rang as his heart pounded in his chest. What was that? An earthquake? But there was no newscast regarding natural disasters. What was going on?

"Someone blew a bomb in the building!" All five of them heard a voice scream from a distance, "Evacuate! The building is going to collapse!"

The man bolted for the door and disappeared, never to be seen again. Gladio immediately took Ignis' hand and yelled out to the other two, "C'mon!"

Noctis and Prompto didn't need to be told twice. Grabbing each other's hands, they followed Gladio and Ignis out of the room, as the ceiling began to collapse above them. Noctis could hear screaming around him as people fled the scene; at the corner of his eye he could see a small fire engulfing a nearby staircase.

"Keep running!" Gladio yelled, and Noctis realized that he and Ignis were further ahead. Noctis hurried faster with Prompto not far behind him.

The black haired man coughed as smoke entered his lungs, and he felt small bits of debris falling on his head. Prompto was also coughing from the smoke, but the two continued to run towards the emergency exit. Gladio and Ignis were already there, waving at the two to hurry, that the building would collapse any minute.

Just a little more. Then we're—

He heard a gasp of surprise behind him, and he felt Prompto's hand slip from Noctis'. Noctis turned and realized that his beloved tripped on a piece of debris.

"Prom!" Noctis cried, running back to help his husband up, despite Gladio and Ignis yelling out to keep running. He was not going to leave Prompto behind. Not like this.

He helped Prompto back on his feet, failing to notice the roof collapsing around them. By the time he realized this, it was too late; the building began to collapse, with large debris falling straight towards the couple.

Prompto shouted something Noctis missed, and he was suddenly shoved out of the emergency exit. Their eyes met then; horrified ones to resigned ones, as Prompto disappeared in the debris.

Noctis' eyes widened, his breath caught in his throat, as he stumbled to the ground. He could only watch as the entire building collapsed, with nothing remaining of it after a few seconds.

"PROMPTO!" Noctis screamed, tears filling his eyes as he stood from the ground. He rushed forward to the remains of the building, but Gladio gripped the collar of his shirt, keeping him in place.

"Noct!" Gladio yelled, "It's dangerous! Get back!"

"NO!" Noctis screamed, "Prompto's still in there! I have to get him out!"

"You can't help him if you don't back away, Noct—" Gladio warned, but he lost his grip on Noctis' shirt, and Noctis barreled towards the wreckage.

"NOCTIS!" Both Gladio and Ignis screamed, and without a moment's hesitation, rushed towards the wreckage to stop the king. They pushed away large debris and rubble as they searched for the runaway king, screaming out Noctis' name along the way. The two kept their eye on the mount of black hair, but they were unable to relocate him—it was as if he disappeared into thin air.

"NOCTIS!" Gladio screamed, "Come back here or I swear to Shiva's tits, I'll—"

Gladio paused when he and Ignis heard heavy breathing close by, along with sniffling. He glanced at Ignis, who pursed his lips in worry.

"You're so stupid, Prom," a voice—Noctis', Gladio recognized—whispered, and the two heard hands digging into rubble, "you're not supposed to be the one caught in the crossfire. If you're dead, I'll kill you myself—"

Both Gladio and Ignis ran forward, listening in on Noctis' voice. The king's voice was trembling, on the verge of tears. Not a good sign.

They eventually came across Noctis, who managed to find Prompto, buried under the rubble. A stream of blood flowed down the blond's forehead, and he was unconscious. Noctis was holding Prompto's hand, trying to hold in a sob to no avail.

"Noct," Gladio whispered, "move."

"B-b-but Prompto—" Noctis tried to whisper, but Gladio shook his head.

"We're gonna get Prompto outta there. Sitting there and crying ain't gonna help him now."

"But he could be dead!" Noctis exclaimed, "What if—"

"Noctis." Gladio growled, using Noctis' full name. Noctis paused and froze in shock. "Let. Us. Help. If you don't, Prompto will definitely die."

Upon hearing that last sentence, Noctis knew that Gladio was right. He moved aside then, reluctantly letting Prompto's hand go with a sigh. Gladio could see the guilt and sadness in his eyes and he frowned. He knew how much he loved Prompto, and how he cared for him. Losing Prompto in such a way would devastate him.

With a sigh, Gladio crouched down and took Prompto's hand, feeling for a pulse. Weak, but still alive. Thank Cosmos.

He gathered as much rubble as he could, grabbing the largest parts of it, and he pulled. He gritted his teeth, as he grunted and panted. It took a few minutes, but finally, he managed to pull the large rubble off of Prompto's body.

"Iggy," Gladio ordered, "think you could call an ambulance?"

"On it," Ignis was already on the case—with his cell phone, he called 911 and began speaking to the operator from the other end. "Yes, a bombing has occurred here. The king's husband is severely hurt. We're in…"

Noctis could only watch as the scene unfolded in front of him, tears threatening to fall. This was all his fault. If he had been more careful, Prompto wouldn't be in this state. He would be okay. Not buried under the rubble, nearly dying.

"N-N-Noc…"

The three froze when they heard Prompto's quivering voice. Noctis' eyes widened, as he rushed forward and knelt down to the fallen blond.

Prompto began to stir, groaning in pain as he slowly glanced up at Noctis. He was hardly breathing, but alive.

"Prompto!" Noctis gasped, and without warning, wrapped his arms around Prompto. Tears fell then, as he sobbed. Prompto couldn't help but smile as he returned the hug as best as he could.

"Whoa, hey, babe, too tight, I'm gonna suffocate more," he joked. Leave it to Prompto for cracking jokes at the worst times.

"Don't ever scare me like that again," Noctis whispered, burying his face in Prompto's shoulder.

"You'd do the same for me," Prompto pointed out, "you can't be the only one who's a self sacrificing idiot here."

Gladio and Ignis shook their heads, with Ignis pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation. Gladio could have sworn he heard Ignis mutter, "Idiots."

They were glad that help had finally arrived; they didn't have to lose any more brain cells seeing these two idiots.

[weregreatatcrime]

Somebody ask me things about father of four au because it's so silly goofy sweet funny (and just a tad angsty) and I just *bangs fists* I NEED TO TALK ABOUT THE CHILD SHENANIGANS

Prompto joining the group was started because Noctis is prone to getting horrifically lost. You don't think it's hard to keep an eye on a ten year old on crutches but Cor turns around and Noctis has disappeared again. Noctis doesn't even do it on PURPOSE he just meant to walk like TEN FEET AWAY to check out a weird rock and then he's all alone wondering where tf he is

So Noctis met Prompto while lost out in the desert and well, Prompto was dazzled by this kid with sparkle magic who summons food and cold water out of thin air. Noctis was horrified to see a kid look so thin and have glowing eyes and wires sticking out of his arms. Noctis adopted Prompto on Sight. He lured him with food and water and made a best friend. They went back to Prompto’s place (hole in the dirt) and had a sleepover to avoid the daemons. (Due to narrative drama, they might have also fought MTs, and are totally pretending it was fine and not scary at all, which has further cemented their childhood Instant Best Friends status)

Cor is lucky his hair is too short to tear out because he almost did when Noctis showed up at dawn with a tiny gremlin to jumpscare them all. Ignis is going to tie a LEASH to the Prince. Noctis might even let him at this point. (Prompto very much won't let anyone tie Noctis to a leash)

[mariogirl369]

Happy birthday, Prince Noctis! (God, I feel bad for him in Epoch Engage...)