#promptuna

[thechocobros]

FFXV Rare Pairs Week ↳ Day 4 + Comforting

It’s impossible to resist the kindness of strangers. 

Someone who looks at you, who doesn’t know you, who tells you it’s ok, whatever you did, whatever you’ve done: you suffered, you hurt, you deserve forgiveness. 

[tridentfaith]

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[oracleborn-archive]

❤ i never considered them being together but y not

pros & cons — promptuna ( ? )

pros— i. luna can cook ( and won’t announce when she’s                   come up with a new recipe )               ii. luna, no so subtly, brags about how wonderful                   prompto’s photography skills are and gets him                   gigs ( it’s completely by accident, she swears ).               iii. ????? their children would be gorgeous ?????

cons — i. prompto may feel he’s not good enough for her..               ii. neither being able to fully understand the other’s                    past ( lots of communication problems, sadly )               iii. noctis: dude, what the heck

[gunsandpuppies]

𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑡. [𝑥] // @tridentfaith

        Seeing her made his heart twirl, his stomach flutter. He can't help but feel this way about her. Her eyes, those bright blue eyes that could tell a whole story just by looking at them. And the way she moves. She trots along, effortlessly looking beautiful. He stopped to look at her and admire her perfection as he knew that's as far as he could ever get. He'd imagined her petite hands brushing against his hand as they walk down the hallway with Pryna and Umbra at each their sides. She was his heaven and when he was around her he felt like the angels above lightened their path as their souls met again.

       And now he’d gained the courage to make part of his dreams come true. He’d taken a moment to let his soul talk, voiceless, soft, tender, he cradled her hands in his own. Now as their foreheads were resting against each other, he took a moment to rest his eyes closed and rejoice into the feeling of her presence so close to him now. Their blond locks lace, and each time he breathed in he could sense her mild, fragrant perfume.

       After a while, he wanted to make a secondary move. Prompto raised her right hand so he could gently place it upon the left side of his chest, where his heart was beating. He carefully pulled his head back so he could find her eyes in his sight and have a better look at them. He felt heat rise up to his cheeks,  remaining silent as he chose to leave the hint of his action for her to perceive. His heart thumped like a drum and one could clearly see nervousness in his gaze. He cleared his throat, his lips parting open, hesitating to say something but preferred to wait for her reaction first.

[spectreblanc]

Can this be real? I love Promptuna friendship SO MUCH!

Dear Luna, How have you been? I forgot about today’s test!! And Noct was so mean…

Hey so like what if Prompto and Luna wrote letters to each other through Pryna and became friends can you imagine

Keep reading

[gunsandpuppies]

A touch starved hug that gets tighter.

𝐻𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝐻𝑢𝑔 𝑁𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑏𝑎𝑙 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 // @tridentfaith​

       When they finally clasped each other in a warm, slow, and yearning hug, Prompto immediately melts. His chest rising and falling against hers, their hearts at opposing ends but are the closest they could ever be while beating in rhythm. His breath is in unison, and the bodily warmth shared between them puts him in a content state.

       He could feel how she tightens the hug, petite arms have caught him in their desperate grasp. Prompto has his arms looped around her smaller form in the most protective of ways. It’s a switch, whenever he could sense Luna need him he becomes just as sentimental.

       Prompto gently rests his chin on top of her head. One arm has locked past her waist almost as if there’s something out there about to take her away. His other hand is carefully holding the back of her head, his fingers interlocking with swirly, milk strands of hair.

       The male tilts his head back so he could gaze down at how Luna is adorably curled up against his chest. His hand travels, puff ponytail is brushed against his wandering fingers before they reach and begin to caress her cheek. He leans down and places a tender kiss to her fringe. The arm holding her middle becomes a little firm. He repositions his other arm to join and hold her around her upper back so she is perfectly tucked in his affectionate embrace.

[gunsandpuppies]

Playfully nibbles on the shell of his ear, blowing small puffs against the skin in hopes to pull his attention away from what he was doing.

@tridentfaith

       Seated on the couch, the gunner has his upper body leaned forward with his elbows resting above his knees. His gaze is fixated on the screen of his phone. As usual, he is going through his gallery to reminisce about the old times and ponder over good memories. Luna is beside him and it’s been quiet for a while.

       Distracted by being focused, Prompto couldn’t realise how close the female has approached just enough to catch him off guard with a little nibble. 

       He winces lightly, shoulders tensing and chills run down his spine. The blond automatically dips his chin close to his shoulder as it sent a tingly sensation throughout his body, as well asto being ticklish.

       “Hey—!” he pulls his head away only to lean back in but this time he playfully nips close to her neck, mostly biting at the air. His free hand is now found on her thigh, his fingers curlingn against the fabric of her white dress.

       “Hmm…” a soft snort is sound before he grins and mildly nips on her petite shoulder then gives it a kiss before pulling away. “Take that—“

[gunsandpuppies]

❛   okay ,  you’re  really  starting  to  scare  me  …  ❜

𝐷𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢�� 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 // @tridentfaith​

       In this moment, it’s certain he’s lost control over his own emotions. To the point that he’s not thought of the possible consequences of pushing Luna away. He’s walked into the burning flames of his own possessiveness. And perhaps he doesn’t feel good enough. No one knows about his relationship with Luna. And there are plenty of other men out there who are better. Who are stronger. Who belong with Luna more than he does. And he is bitter, upset, fallen into the depth of his own insecurity.

       Luna… she’s on his mind at all times. To the point of him refusing to have any physical contact with another woman. He’s following her trail so foolishly hoping to have a happy end with her. But he’s come to realise that a divine woman, the Oracle herself, is too good for him. She’s half a goddess in his eyes and he is not even half a royal, or even close. He is just a fugitive. Someone who got lucky to have met her. And this is how it led to the current moment.

       His gloved hand is now found pushed against the cold surface of the wall he’s cornered Luna in. His taller body lingered above her in a domineering manner. He might not be aware of his looks but his gaze is for once stern. He’s formed eye contact with Luna for a couple of seconds before the fear in the female’s eyes is evident, as well as in her words. And that’s when he snaps out of it.

       His facial features soften and he drops his shoulders, relaxing his posture upon taking notice of his own wrong behaviour. The male takes a step back, then another, until he withdraws completely from her. It is a moment of pure shame and guilt.

       “I-I’m… I’m sorry…!” he breathes out with a crack in his voice, holding his hands together almost afraid that he would repeat the same move. Afraid of what could take over him. He couldn’t stay there as if nothing happened. His brows furrow with worry and he shakes his head in denial. He takes another step back then turns and quickly makes his way out and away from her for the better.

[gunsandpuppies]

“Be gentle with me.”

@tridentfaith​

       Those words ring like a teeny soft bell that makes him realise a few things. Her eyes speak of a beautiful soul and her movements tell of a need for nurture. He knows right then, that all she needs at the moment is his love, something steady to hold onto and in time those eyes would shine as they were born to. And perhaps in that rescuing of her, he is rescuing himself too. For what is the appearance but the window dressing of the soul?

       The woman before his eyes has the body of a petite maiden that no animalistic ways should be treated upon. Indigo irises shift to land upon the angelic face of Luna, at times they reflect the same innocence but at other times… they belonged to an alpha dog. Something deep down he wouldn’t unleash yet. He is a man, just like any other male he is supposed to be the dominant gender. And this comes with its perks. The lust of a man could go as far as ravishing anything innocent. But he is tame, and he is fond of the untainted body of a pure female. And every word coming from her he listens to. Perhaps she’s the one who tamed him.

       Her hair is like waves of pure gold, softly reflecting the light of the sun, each strand moving freely in an ocean born breeze, a compliment to her stillness. With eyes of river waters, in glossy serenity, her aura seeps into the summer air between them. She is beautiful. And at that moment, in that fraction of time, her smile is in every God-given feature, and Prompto knows he is at home wherever she is.

       His lips part, words are at the tip of his tongue. He dips his chin and obediently smiles, “Of course.”

[gunsandpuppies]

☾ - Taking a nighttime walk with them

𝑆𝑦𝑚𝑏𝑜𝑙 𝑀𝑒𝑚𝑒 - 𝐴𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒/𝑁𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝐸𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 // @tridentfaith​

       Under a sky of perfect midnight velvet, under stars so brilliant they draw the eyes heaven-bound, the lyrics of a starry night play softly in Prompto’s mind. As the light twinkles and the unheard music plays, his steps fell lightly over the rutted path. Even in the velvet dark, there is the light of the stars, perhaps a promise that even when he yearns for the light of the sun there will be those stars to bring hope of the dawn. It was the softness that called body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm. Night came as a reward of sorts, a restfulness above to calm the soul.

       He is walking hand in hand with Luna, his fingers entwined with hers while at times he lightly squeezed them. It almost feels unreal to spend this much time with his favourite girl. At times heneeded reassurance whether it is a mild squeeze on the hand or just gazing lovingly in her way. The street lamps light up their way on the sidewalk. It is peaceful and quiet, not a single soul out there other than themselves.

       However, he believes they should go back where it is safe, where his mind would be put at ease. He is afraid of a lurking danger in the night. Perhaps he’s gotten a bit protective over Luna in such matter. It would be the first time he finds a side of him like this. Although he knows she can take care of herself, it is something he couldn’t explain that he’s developed. Perhaps it is due to the attachment he’s formed towards her and it all comes out of instinct.

       “The night’s sky so pretty… but I don’t know what’s prettier than you,” he sighs with a light smile forming on his pale pink lips, “Hey, do you… like walking under the night sky?” he turns his gaze to her, gradually stopping his steps so he could turn and take hold of her other hand as well. He scoops her petite fingers and softly caresses them with his thumbs.

       “Though, I think I should take you back home. It can be dangerous out here. It’s just… I care for you. And I worry about the slightest thing. I hope that’s not too much. I wish to keep you safe.”

[gunsandpuppies]

Oops B)))

𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑑 “𝑂𝑜𝑝𝑠” 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐𝘩 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑙. // @tridentfaith​

       He watches her as the water runs over his skin like a caress, droplets forming tiny lines over his steamy body. Cooling sensation envelopes him but it felt good in contrast to the summer heat.

       His blond hair is a darker shade while wet, slumping over to the side from the weight of the water. A single droplet falls gently past light eyelashes and he closes his eyes for a moment to frown but immediately opens them back again to continue gazing curiously.

       Just come and touch me.

       His mind is full of things he wants to tell her but he refrains. Rosy lips, deeper in colour, part open as they form an enchanting smile. He raises a hand and beckons her to come. Indicating that he isn’t minding it. He prefers that she’d choose whether or not to do so. Prompto wonders if it’d be an issue to get close like this when his body is water slick at the moment and he doesn’t wish to leave wet stains on Luna’s clothes. Or actually… it was his shirt she is wearing right now. Then it doesn’t seem to matter anymore as much. He just follows her reactions, waiting upon her response before he could even make his way to the wardrobe.

[gunsandpuppies]

[ direct ] 

❥𝑁𝑂𝑁 - 𝑆𝐸𝑋𝑈𝐴𝐿   𝐴𝐶𝑇𝑆   𝑂𝐹   𝐷𝑂𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐴𝑁𝐶𝐸. // @tridentfaith​

       At first, he couldn’t react right away. He bites his lip and looks into those icy blue eyes that are gazing back in turn. She is classically beautiful, but her large doe eyes hold such intelligence and serenity that it is impossible for him not to be held prisoner by them. Even as though she has told him to look at her, even if she was silent she would still have had his full attention.

       Prompto swallows to clear his throat from the tension. It is a sweet kind of tension. One where he is afraid to speak or he would stutter and he wouldn’t be able to hide the blush on his face.

       Petite fingers are holding his chin and he doesn’t dare to move either. He searches into her gaze, her eyes were fire in water. They were passion in ice. As one would believe blue eyes are cold but hers were warm as much as her touch is.

       And he finally is able to speak, “Man… there’s no point of looking at anything else now.” He musters, voicing softly as he finds no distraction. His gloved fingers make their way up, slithering over to her hand, cupping it with his palm, his thumb pressing to the underside of her hand. He was charmed every time she makes eye contact with him. Her florid cheeks and flawlessly sculpted lips, as if crafted by angels themselves. Being this close to her he could see them clearly, glistening attractively with what possibly is lip balm that added further rosy colour. All these features set together on a delicate, angelic face.

       His smile etches its way back into his face. “Heh. What will you do now that you’ve got my attention?” he asks in a playful manner.

[gunsandpuppies]

Smooches his cheek. She missed him.♡

@tridentfaith​

       His lips stretch into a vivaciously sweet smile. Luna’s lips alight on his cheek like a dew freckled petal caught in a breeze, so soft and with the smallest hint of coolness once she’d pulled away.  His pulse raced. A lock of sunny blond hair tumbled in front of his face, as per usual, resting just in front of his left cheek, but with one swift slide of his thumb, it was brushed out of the way. Looking into her eyes he saw deep pools of blue, pure, and softening his soul the more he gazed at her. Time stopped. His breath caught in his throat. Though soon he clears it as he chuckles.

       “I—I think my other cheek wants one too. You know, to, uhm, balance it out. ”  Prompto displays a shy grin. He shifts his weight from one leg now to the other while holding his hands together in front of himself.

[gunsandpuppies]

"Have I told you today that I love you~?"

@tridentfaith

       His smile was one of joy growing, much as a spring flower opens. It came from deep inside to light his eyes with glistering sparks and spread into every part of him. Genuinely sweet, he felt the warmth rush through him like a tidal wave. And the enabler was Luna. She bestowed happiness upon him with merely her presence and the tenderness in her voice.

       “Now you did!” he chuckled, his lips parting to reveal milk-whites into a little grin. Prompto took a step forward so he could close the distance between them. He leaned down to place a soft kiss to her forehead. “I love you. Today, tomorrow, and the days after. This heart’syours to take.”

[gunsandpuppies]

In a feeble attempt to make her feel half way decent wearing a shirt that was far too large for her hadn't gone unoticed. Crystal blues re-opened themselves and rolled her shoulder, aiding the strap to stay up but knew in a few moments it'd slide down again. "Must be my fault, for being so tempting to you." A soft laugh, shuddering from the touch at her thighs that instantly warmed and even when his hands left the skin tingled, even moreso on her back. "I'm curious about the consequences.~"

@tridentfaith

       His lips parted open as to say something but they closed back and instead a smile tugged the edges of his lips. Prompto couldn’t deny she looked absolutely adorable wearing his shirt. Even watching the strap fall back down loosely around her shoulder had him adore it happening. It couldn’t be helped so then he wouldn’t.

       After she’d reopened her eyes he could look into them. Her face was of an innocent maiden but that wasn’t it what was happening right now. And he loved it. He loved being the one to see this side of Luna.

       “You’re so cute, are you aware of that?” he retorted in an euphonious tone in his voice. Her seductive behaviour tempted him. But he was already caught in her spell anyway.

       “Oh, do you wanna know?” he raised an eyebrow with a haughty smile on his facial features. One hand sneaked lower from her waist and cupped her rear.  He leaned back so he could drag her down on top of him, though not completely lying down. His other arm was secured around her waist. But there was something on his mind now. They were sitting on the edge of the bed so in this position now he could proceed with his mischievous intentions.

       His arm around her waist tightened to ensure he held her steadily and hehad them both roll over on the surface of the mattress. He was now above her,leaning his weight on both his arms and knees. “How’s this for a start?” Hegave his question as one of his hands travelled to scoop her hip and positionher body perfectly pressed and fitting to his front frame. His face was inches away from hers yet it displayed a tender smile and a loving look in his gaze. He released her hip to balance back on that arm as well.

[gunsandpuppies]

It's unexpected, suddenly going to straddle his lap while he was temporarily distracted by most likely one of his mobile games. For once, not bothering to doll herself in the usual purity one would see her during the day, but rather remaining clad in his shirt, the collar barely hanging off her shoulder. She's silent, her eyes fluttering closed and her forehead pressed to his, arms finding security around his neck while her fingertips toyed with strands of gold within their reach.

@tridentfaith

       Her steps appeared to be as silent as a cat that Prompto could sense her presence only when she’d come up close. The hand that held the phone has lowered down and his gaze quickly found her face. He could only remain still for a moment while his indigo optics searched into her crystal blue eyes. Her movements and the most that he noticed was the shirt she wore which belonged to him. It hugged her curves yet it still looked adorably big on her petite body. 

       Prompto raised a hand so he could hook an index in the strap of his shirt which had fallen down her shoulder to gently tug it upward again. But it wasn’t guaranteed the strap would stay up with how loose it was. It was a little play, as much as he was tempted by how it looked when it’d had fallen down on her exposed porcelain skin. Yet part of him was shy that the shirt didn’t hold well on her upper body. So, he swallowed, pink tinted on his cheeks.

      He loved her, and the idea of wearing that shirt again when he was on the go was causing his cheeks to flush further. He would carry her scent with him when the shirt would embrace him some other time. But for now, he was going to let her have it for as long as she wanted. She could even take it if she desired to keep a piece of clothing of his. At this point, he could give his all to her.

       His hands lingered over her thighs until they landed right on top of them in a mild touch. They would ascend afterward so his arms wrapped around her waist. He tilted his head up a tad, dazedly, resting his eyes halfway to the press of their foreheads. As passionate as this was, he wished he could voice how much he was smitten with every little thing she did. With the way she effortlessly made him fall for her more each time.

       “You look breathtaking with my shirt on. You do these things… You reel me in.” his hand delicately caressed her back as he spoke. “Are you ready for the consequences?” a soft smile tugged on the edges of his lips before he gave her a peck on her nose.