#noctis x prompto

[lavandulastorms]

they’re both stupid

[marevision]

prompto’s favourite subject

[bitchsince1976]

Replaying Final Fantasy 15 again (curse you PS4 Pro and corrupted files) and came up with this little Promptis plot bunny.

Noctis has separation anxiety due to his 10 years stuck in the crystal.

Prompto has been away for 10 days in the now deserted Niflheim Empire gathering all the dirty little secrets, since his barcode tattoo is the key to the city.

Ignis walks into the throne room, and takes the picture.

Pictures are not mine, but the plot bunny is.

[hyperfixatingtime]

They’re boyfriend your honor

[heyhollow]

Just a drawing for fun

The prince and his personal support human

Click for better quality 💖

[a-still-small-vox]

[WHAT SWORD SHALL FALL - READ ON AO3]

This is my 2024 @fandomtrumpshate gift for @mathclasswarfare. It was beta'd by @star54kar. (Thanks again!)

Mediaeval-inspired AU where Prompto is a hermit in the woods (because of Reasons) who finds the injured crown prince and nurses him back to health. And they fall in love. And there's a sword hanging over their heads.

Prompto is out gathering winterberry when he finds a boy dying in a snowbank. Well, "boy". He really is a man, although he is young, too young to be spreading crimson all through the white, his lips turned blue from the cold. He is the same age as Prompto, from the looks of it. Prompto, who is alone.

Now complete!

[savage-rhi]

Weird request but could you write a prompto/Noctis drabble based on those emojis? ❤️🫴🫶💐🍝🧋💍

It had been five years since Noctis gave his life to the world.

It had been five years since the monarchy ended, and a new government had risen from the ashes.

It had been five years since the boys had been on a road trip, and it had been five years since Prompto and Noctis celebrated their anniversary—the day they became friends in high school.

Prompto quietly gazed out his apartment window, overlooking the world of Insomnia below him. His eyes admired the endless lights that kept the darkness at bay. He felt proud of himself for how far he, Gladio, and Ignis had come in the restoration effort. Patching up a broken city was no easy task, much less helping the new government find its feet.

Surrounding Prompto and the coffee table in his living room was a plate of burnt spaghetti, wilted flowers, cheap boba, and a plastic ring—its color chipping off over the years. These items were irrelevant to most, but to Prompto, each was priceless.

Prompto purposefully overcooked the spaghetti noodles, just as Noctis did the night he first came to the prince's apartment. Their ideal gaming weekend was ruined as both became sick to their stomachs. That didn't stop the teasing or the laughs that lasted into the early hours, by which point Noctis thought he would die and called Ignis. The man was so angry that he had to run to several markets to get medicine. It was also the first time Prompto met Iggy; he was confident it would be the last. After all, who would throw their lot in with a young cackling teenager who couldn't help the royal prince with food poisoning? Prompto was shocked that Ignis pulled him aside after putting Noct to bed, shook his hand, and told him to keep coming over as Noctis never had company--and, of course, Ignis gently pointed out he needed a break from the prince's shenanigans.

Prompto's eyes then stared at the wilted flowers, remembering when he made Noctis a flower crown during the spring festival—plopping it upon his head in front of a group of ladies who had been ogling him and sprinkling sylleblossom petals at his feet while skipping around. Prompto teased Noct to the point where the ladies he was trying to woo ended up laughing and leaving since it seemed Noct was "already taken." He gave Noct so much shit that night that Prompto was surprised that he never sought vengeance.

Prompto looked at the empty container of boba, remembering the nights both Noctis and himself would go to the corner market past midnight, too restless to sleep. How they tried to cram in as much studying, only to end with playing video games and sharing personal stories. Prompto wished he knew then why Noctis didn't like talking about the future because, deep down, Noct knew he wouldn't live long enough to see it through.

I was such a foolish boy--such a damned foolish kid...

Prompto let out a breath, making a fist against his knee. He forced his gaze to the plastic ring. It was one of the last gifts Noctis ever gave him, a prize he got from a cereal box.

"You need the opal one to complete the King's Knight set, right? There's no point in buying crates of Cactaur Flakes when I can give it to you. Also, happy friendiversary! Marry me while you're at it? Haha!"

Prompto sniffled, wiping away the tears that flowed down his cheeks. His heart beat so fast as he remembered those words. He picked up the plastic toy and gazed upon its cracks. It had seen better days and no doubt would be obsolete in the coming decade, but the piece of plastic was the closest thing Prompto had to hugging Noctis again as he placed it over his chest and took a deep breath.

He wished he had done it that night before the final battle, offering Noctis his hand and telling him every unspoken word. Every feeling he had placed upon that shitty cereal box ring the moment Noctis jokingly asked for his hand in marriage. Alas, it wasn't meant to be, just as Noctis wasn't meant to see the new world Prompto and the boys had built.

Prompto didn't know which truth made him sadder.

He missed him so much.

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[katetorias]

pov you get pulled into the fog but at least ur bf is there

[sinnerbeam]

My submission for the Promptis holiday wishes 2022! The prompts I used were 'cramped space' and 'sex with clothes on'.

Prompto is currently rethinking all his life choices.

Uncensored view is available on my newgrounds! 🔞

https://www.newgrounds.com/art/view/sinnerbeam/promptis-holiday-wishes-22-alleyway

[honey-bunny-sushii]

I know this is completely different then what I normally post but I've been getting in the game and I need suggestions

Noctis x prompto x Ignis x Gladiolus

Prompto, ignis, and Gladiolus end up having more free time and going out on small dates while noctis is busy to the point they start making memories and inside jokes without noctis which makes noctis feeling neglected and pushed to the side.

I need a fic with this idea please

[triotascha]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Underage Relationships: Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum Characters: Prompto Argentum, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Ignis Scientia, Gladiolus Amicitia, Iris Amicitia, Aranea Highwind, Cor Leonis Additional Tags: Noctis is a Frog, Prompto is NOT a virgin, Gladiolus bought three bags of cup noodle powder, Ignis is tired, a little fluff, A little angst, Humor, First Kiss, Alcohol, Minor Gladiolus Amicitia/Ignis Scientia, Mention of underage engagement in sexual acts, Because they need to find a virgin to kiss frognoct back to normal, Mild Hurt/Comfort, This takes place when they travel to Cape Caem, Aranea is a lesbian, I'm not giving you more tags, That would spoil it, Swearing Summary:

Prompto wakes up, there is a frog that looks like Sasuke in his bed, Noctis is not around anymore and they ran out of maiden's kisses.

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I wrote this short fic some time ago and actually still like it a lot, so I’m gonna share it a little to let people know it exists :) You can kinda ignore the underage tag, it’s there for safety since we’re mentioning Iris’ sexual activity as well.

[bitchsince1976]

A short Noctis/Prompto video I posted on tiktok.

Noctis is dead but didn't marry Lunafreya. Prompto is alive.

I don't know why I did this to myself!

[kittywritesfic]

Chapter 12 is up!

Prompto POV

[reddorp]

Red's New RP Infos

Hello everyone

So my life got a bit packed lately, I'm currently in University and also working on 2 different RP, so you can imagine that my mental capacity is a bit...full and because of it I have to get a bit more selective on the RPs I decide to join. So I have decided to do an RP Info that I'll modify every time my Interest/hyperfocus change...hoping I Remember I have this-

So Here are the New and Improved RP infos!

My Infos:

26 yo || She/Her || Central Europe GMT+2 || Highly Active || Prefered Platform :  Discord @ ReddoDotto#2199

Ground Rules:

🔸Submit only if you are over 18

Please understand that, since I’m 26, roleplaying with minors (Especially difficult topics or NSFW) is highly problematic for me.

🔸Be Consistent 

I understand life goes on even out of the internet, but I would highly appreciate not being ghosted for days, just warn me you’ll not be available for a period of time [I’m highly anxious, so this would help me grately]

🔸Be Safe

Be sure to be okay with difficult topics [smut, gore, heavy angst etc...] I’ll be open to discussion and always ask before dropping something in a roleplay

Roleplay Styles

🔸Semi-literate:

A paragraph or less of text, no single phrase [My favourite]

🔸Script:

A script-like text  [Example:  A: It finally stopped raining *Close umbrella*  B: Oh you are right!*take off hoodie*]

Current Hyperfocus Fandom:

🔸FFXV

Characters I play as:

🔸Prompto Argentum

Ships:

🔸Noctis x Prompto 🔸Gladio x Prompto 🔸Ignis x Prompto 🔸[Poly] Gladio x Noctis x Ignis x Prompto 🔸[Any combination with Prompto really...]

Prompts And Settings:

you can find a more detailed list of Aus and Prompts I would really like to do Here [Of course they are all modifiable! they are not set in stone]

🔸 Omegaverse [Big love for this one-] 🔸 Forbidden love 🔸 Arranged Maggiage 🔸 Many More, Click here to find more

Final Notes

-Keep in mind I'm in Central Europe, so if you are from other places with a big difference in timezones I might replay later or disappear (sleep or university)

-Please be mindful that I'm not a native English speaker and I have dyslexia so sometime I can’t see errors, it would be greatly appreciated not to make fun of them, just point them out and I'll fix them.

-Fell free to tell me if an idea is not up to your liking, communication is a must in this

-out of roleplay chitchatting is not a must-have, but I would love to make friends…

- IF YOU WANT TO STOP RPING YOU MUST TELL ME, DON’T GHOST OR BLOCK ME, IT’S A RUDE AND COWARD THING TO DO, BE A GROWN MAN/WOMAN/??? AND TELL ME, I WOULDN’T BE MAD

*I'm open to problematic topics if they are discussed beforehand, I'll do the same.

Send me a pic of a Chocobo to prove that you had read all the Info

Contact me directly on discord, I don't get Tumblr notifications nor do I check it often...

[a-still-small-vox]

Prompto finds out he is a weapon designed to kill the Prince of Lucis, who does not personally know. He realises that the only sure way to prevent himself from being a threat to an innocent man is… to take himself out of the picture. He goes to a bridge with this plan in mind, but a kind stranger comes along and catches him before he can act.

[READ HERE ON AO3]

Posted for Fandom Trumps Hate 2023. Thank you so much to @mathclasswarfare for bidding on me, and thank you for @kaiserin-astraia for the beta!

[savage-rhi]

Giving them permission to do something they wouldn't let anyone else do. Noct let's prompto draw on the scars on his back

In the quiet evening, Noctis sits with his back exposed, his muscles taut beneath the skin. His silence carries a rare offering—permission, something he doesn't grant easily.

The scars mapping Noctis's back are etched into him like open books, each a chapter of hard-learned lessons.

The jagged line running down his spine recalls a reckless attempt to take down a Coeurl single-handedly, only for Gladio to step in at the last moment, pulling him from the jaws of death.

Lower down, puncture wounds from a Reapertail sting are reminders of Ignis's forewarning, something he dismissed until it was too late.

Each scar carried a moment where his pride left him vulnerable, pride unbefitting for a future king.

There was one person whose warnings Noctis always heeded—Prompto. Unlike the others, Noctis has never collected scars from defying him. Perhaps that's why he lets Prompto do what no one else can—touch the wounds, not in pity, but with an understanding only someone closer to Noctis's age could relate with: boys who wanted to prove their worth.

As Prompto's fingers trace over the raised bumps, there's a trust in the silence between them. When he begins to draw over the scars with ink, it's more than an act of creativity; it's a quiet ritual. The ink is cool and smooth against Noctis's skin, and its essence lingers long after he washes off. It's a fleeting reminder that nothing is permanent—not mistakes, scars, or touch—and that he too will fade someday. So it was best to take as many pictures with him as possible, even if only in memory.

For a moment, Noctis lets go. In Prompto's hands, he feels something rare: safe. He can breathe briefly and be a young and foolish boy without the burden of being a king.

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