#prompto whump

[skittlewrites]

Prompto Fic

So, the amazing @kaciart let me write a fic for one of her wonderful pieces of art because it literally lived in my head for several days and I couldn't stop thinking about it. I just want to give them a huge thank you for letting me do this, and for producing such addicting art of Prompto.

The art itself is linked in the end notes of the fic, and below in this post as well. I hope y'all enjoy!

[seth-whumps]

🫵 I am unfortunately too sick to have the brain cells to give you a specific prompt, but why are so many of your fandoms my long time SpIns?? Like wth, are we like the same same person or smth?! /lh /silly

(that said feels weird to not give a prompt so- you should cover one of your favourites in blood iyw /nf)

anon I love you /p. did you know that. did you

anyway you're so correct and I will be doing that.

here is Prompto whump with Ignis covered in blood. promnis if you want to but they'd do this even if they weren't gonna kiss lmao

-- CW: lots of blood, gore, restraining, emergency surgery, unconsciousness --

When Prompto's eyes flutter open, the sun is blinding.

Not a surprise, given how he's flat on his back and he can't move. Two hands press hard on his chest, digging him into the dirt. He struggles and finds it's useless, because it fucking hurts.

Like how a writhing worm of pure white hot fire pouring into his gut hurts. Not a little pinprick, slipping the knife in training. It's agony in a purified, distilled formula and poured straight into his stomach, like he's been cut open on a surgery table just for the acid to eat through him.

His ears are ringing and he wants to raise a hand to bat at the sound, but someone restrains him there too, wrists straining uselessly.

Prompto tries to speak, to ask why, beg to be let go, and finds his words are occupied by screaming.

Ah. That's the ringing in his ears.

A jolt in his acid-filled stomach and any attempts to stop the yelling are forgone in favor of the pain flooding his senses, and he pulls against the people holding him down, get away, it hurts, fuck it hurts--

"--Shh, shh," and that voice is familiar, soothing, it doesn't stop the pain but he can hear it and he tries to still his movements. Ignis wouldn't hurt him, not without reason. Ignis wouldn't--

Well.

The sun filters and the silhouette he sees blinking through blurry tears is bloody.

Ignis, smooth jaw, square chin, sharp eyes, is soaked through with red. Each angle is dark with the stuff, pouring through the collar of his shirt, running below his nose in rivers. It drips artfully to the grass below his fingertips.

"Shh, Prompto, dear, I'm so sorry," he whispers, and with how rough his throat is, he's been saying that for a long time. "Almost done."

There's no reason why he should be so bloody. Not when Prompto's got the open acid gut like a vivisection on the medical table. It doesn't make sense, but the nails on his hands are caked and there are wet tracks down his cheeks, pulling down the crimson to meet the mess of his neck.

Ignis runs a bloody hand through his pale blond hair, and damn him, he looks like a painting below the silhouetting sun, an angel of vitae and his savior all in one. Fuck. Prompto must be delirious.

"Shh," Ignis whispers again, eyes down, a thumbprint of red on his cheekbone. "It's going to be alright."

"Ig--" he tries, but cuts himself off with another scream.

The acid in his gut is hands, and he knows who they belong to.

"Go to sleep," and Ignis is begging, heartbroken, terrified. "It'll hurt less. I'm so sorry, dear Prompto."

He fights it. Needs to know what's happening to him, why he's broken on the ground, why he can't even move his hands.

But the thought of no pain is sweeter than a drug, and Ignis caresses his cheek with a bloody hand.

The sun filters red, and then black, as he passes out.

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anon I hope you feel better soon!!! and I hope this was helpful to your ailments 💙

[claracivry]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Prompto Argentum & Noctis Lucis Caelum Characters: Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto Argentum, the other two are there but not as much Additional Tags: Hurt Prompto Argentum, Whump, ye olde coughing up blood, POV Noctis Lucis Caelum, nebulous timeline but sometime early, Hurt/Comfort, Prompto Argentum Needs a Hug, Noctis too tbh, Not Canon Compliant, ???? - Freeform, Maybe - Freeform, Not Beta Read, for sure, Prompto Argentum Whump, because i can and i want to Summary:

One morning Prompto is quiet. Eerily quiet.

As things gets worse for the blond, Noctis worries and thinks about his friend and how he needs him.

[kaciart]

Day 12 It's going down (I'm yelling timber): Building collapse / Trapped under rubble / “I can't move my legs.”

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[jackadudle]

I'm just gonna leave this here like a magpie and skidaddle.

Enjoy some Hurt Noct fancomic I spent about a mouth on lol. I'm really happy with the way it turned out though and if you really love some Whump Noctis and you read Fanfics I highly recommend checking out kalterna on Ao3.

READ THE FANFICTION HERE

♥️✨

For context, allow me to show you the summary for this - While fighting in a gruelling battle, Noctis falls into stasis but is forced to push his limits and warp in order to save Prompto's life. The Crystal is not happy with him, and wants him to suffer. And suffer he will.

This is one of the first Fanfics I read of Kalterna and my gosh. I GUSH!!! It's so awesome! I wanted to make this as a sort of tribute! I really donno where I would be without amazing fanfic writers out there who are literally saving lives. I'm so grateful!

THANK YOUUU!!!

[whumperofworlds]

I want the funny, comical whumpee whumped.

Whumpee always makes jokes, laughing and cutting up.

That was. Until they were kidnapped and tortured.

Their friends see another side of them they never saw before: crying, begging, scared for their life.

Just... whump your comical and funny whumpees please.

[weregreatatcrime]

"Next time maybe don't wear all black in the desert."

....so I may be writing smth, and I got tired of writing for the day and ended up drawing it instead of resting, because I'm intelligent. I love making characters sick and I MEANT to make Everyone feel bads but Prompto took the brunt of it bcz he is, out of all of them, the most likely to suffer the worst for heat illnesses

None of you idiots are free of heat exhaustion. Prompto’s pale ass just got hit the hardest

[dollgutzzz]

Sicktember Day 16: Toxin/Poison

Thank you to Anonymous for the suggestion for this prompt!

I apologize several times already, but I am once again apologizing for my lack of experience/knowledge in writing the action genre. 😭

I hope you still enjoy!

Rating: T

Media: Final Fantasy XV

Characters: Noctis, Prompto, Ignis, and Gladiolus

Summary: After being ambushed by a strange group of creatures, one of them inflicts Noctis with a dangerous toxin, causing him to turn on his own companions.

[whumporpass]

How about Prompto Argentum from Final Fantasy XV?

[promscamera]

Just the idea, in an au, where Prompto is hurt, and they have to take care of his wounds (with no potions). But the memories of being tied down and cut open and hurt are resurfacing, and he can't let anyone touch him because he's not seeing them, he is seeing the scientists and the cruel doctors from his past.

So they try to talk his through it, keep him the present, not the past. All while he treats his own wounds with trembling hands.

[captainadwen]

You know, I get that the ffxv Fandom (at least. A large part of it) is into whump and prompto whump (at least. The parts of it from ao3 i see) but...

Ep 2 of brotherhood anime literally never shows him being bullied bc of his weight like is so common in fics. I'm not even sure the game itself says he was ever bullied bc of weight, just that he had body image issues

Like where are the pre canon fics where prompto gains friends with the local runners (like. What the anime shows.) Instead of just poor prompto being bullied for his weight??

[skittlewrites]

Prompto one-shot

Ok so the votes are in and I'll post it once I get a chance to finish it. It's grown over the last week or so, and I've been mostly writing it on my phone at work so I'll have to move it to my computer and edit it and all that jazz but you want it so you'll have it!!

[seth-whumps]

give me a blond haired blue eyed bloody-mouthed whumpee. someone who was born to fight and hasn't lost their innocence, their naiveté, yet. give me a boy who's worked towards becoming a soldier his whole life getting faced with the reality of death for the first time, give me a sweetheart swearing an oath to protect a friend experiencing true agony to save them, give me that little lost look in their eyes as their world comes crashing down around them.

[inkfishie]

After The Dawn, Gladio carries out his duties and time creeps forward one year at a time. His King waits.

[kaciart]

Day One - Emergency First Aid: Self-done stitches / “It's just a scratch, I've had worse.”

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[baby-come-bach]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Prompto Argentum, Ardyn Izunia Additional Tags: Restraints, Non-Consensual Touching, The Teen Rating is Accurate, Manhandling Series: Part 7 of AI-less Whumptober 2023 Summary:

Prompto escaped the magitek production facility with Aranea's help, but he didn't make it far. Ardyn captured him again, intent on making him bait for Noctis at Zegnautus.