#promto

[lavandulastorms]

i hope this works as a sacrificial offering to the ffxv tumblr

[wolfgangxq7]

look at my baby boy

[sakuraharunogirl]

Can you believe it’s been 6 years since Final Fantasy XV came out. I was late to the party in playing as it was my first FF game I played all the way through till the very end without looking it up online 🤣. But it’s been a long time since I have cosplayed any of these characters. I miss it. So you may see one or 2 of them back at a con next year. Happy 6 years FFXV #anime #manga #cosplay #finalfantasy #finalfantasyxv #cindyaurumcosplay #promto #gintiana #lunafreya #cosplaygirl #squareenix https://www.instagram.com/p/Clkb2h4jdLO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[shanastoryteller]

so how long after the prompt window closes do you keep getting prompts from people who didn't see they closed? the window is so short i feel like it has to be at least a minute after

that would literally double the amount of prompts I have

[a-world-in-grey]

Does Regis formally acknowledges Prompto as his daughter, with a royal title and everything? How would they explain that to people?

Or does she just move into the Citadel and they say it's for her protection?

Honestly, it’ll probably depend on what Prompto wants. I doubt she’d want to make a big deal of it, because the last thing she’d want is the scrutiny of being a royal bastard, especially given the short time between her and Noctis’s birthdates.

So if the assumed relationship between Prompto and Regis is officially recognized, they’d probably go the adoption route as a cover.

[oflgtfol]

i feel like im gonna wind up sayin yes to being a manager but atm im still like. So hesitant. but i know myself and i probably will eventually wind up saying yes

[naussensei]

Zack be collecting them blondies like Pokemon.

*Casually brings in a gate and pulls Ignis from FF15 through it into the FF7 universe, then brings him to Sephiroth with a Pumpkin Soup recipe*

Have fun!

*Disappears along with the gate*

Ignis: I hope the soup is to your liking. It's a special recipe I've concocted.

Sephiroth: It tastes nice. Thank you :)

Ignis: Huh. You don't look like you have anyone taking care of you.

Angeal, fuming with jealousy: HE DOES.

*Prompto slips through the portal*

Prompto: Hey, Iggy! Noctis is asking for—ACK!

*Zack grabs him with a net*

Zack: I CAUGHT ANOTHER ONE!

[dramaticcrow]

Nuevo Videooo

My prince Au primer video! Espero que les guste :DD intentaré subir más videos promto.

También estoy trabajando en un animatic de Hamilton!

[arthoewholoveseverything]

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

04.05.2024

[sulphuryasecretcloset]

What-if Promto: The first time Corin held Din’s wrist

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As ordered, but with a little twist, hope it still works ;)

The first time Corin held Din’s wrist in the What-If-verse:

The first time Corin holds Din's wrist is a little over a month after he and Dulcy arrived at the Covert with Davarax. Eager for Din to follow him to their hide-out, Corin grabs Din's wrist and drags him along without a second thought. Din, however, is stunned by the feeling of his warm hand, his skin against Din's, and abruptly realizes how long it has been since anyone actually touched him. It makes him remember his parents, their hugs and kisses, and he can barely breathe with how much he misses them.

The first time Corin holds Din's wrist out of fear happens when

 Davarax has them all gathered, Dulcy, Corin, Din, Paz, Raga and Barthor, and tells them a scary story about when he'd almost gotten eaten by a dragon. Davarax ends the tale with gusto, a loud and sudden; “Boom! The grenade goes off and saves my life!” Which causes Corin to flinch and grab Din's wrist for courage. That makes Din's heart glow and he looks over at Corin while making a silent promise to always keep him safe. Him and Dulcy both. Fine, Din hasn't gotten his helmet yet, but he's still a Mandalorian at heart and they protect the ones who are important to them.

The first time Corin holds Din's wrist with anger in his touch it is to hold Din back and let him deal with the problem. There is strength in that grip. No hesitation. So Din stands back and merely watches with a slight smile while Corin pummels Iddy into the ground after he had claimed that Dulcy was nothing but a useless Imp and that Corin was too much of a weakling and a coward to ever become a Mandalorian.

The first time Corin holds Din's wrist due to grief is when they carry Davarax by them, beaten, covered in blood and dying, and Corin holds on tight to prevent himself from collapsing to the floor. They're all stunned, terrified and lost. Din feels a scream building in his throat and Corin's touch on his skin is the only thing that keeps him from shattering into a million pieces. The thought of Davarax dead, it hurts every bit as much as the memory of his parents, and the grip on his wrist is what forces him to wait and hope and pray...

The first time Corin holds Din's wrist while laughing out loud is when they are running for their lives, quite literally, after pulling a prank on Paz and Raga, who are chasing after them with unbridled rage in their eyes. They both knew it had been a bad idea, but it was just too tempting to resist. It will most likely cost them a black eye or half a dozen bruises, but it'll be worth it. Hearing Corin's laughter makes Din's heart warm with happiness that he is his friend. None of his other friends makes Din feel like this.

The first time Corin holds Din's wrist after they leave the Covert is when everyone else is asleep on the Razor Crest and he gently takes a hold to gain Din's attention. They speak quietly, so very quietly, about the uncertain future with a mix of apprehension and excitement. It is scary to be out in the big Galaxy without the safety of the Covert, but it also means a brand new life with endless possibilities and freedom. Corin grins and squeezes Din's wrist and Din tries not to think about how that makes him even more giddy than the thought of freedom.

The first time Corin holds Din's wrist after Din actually realizes he's in love with him but hasn't had the courage to tell him, it is bitter-sweet torture. Dulcy is plotting something and is telling them her plan, but Din isn't listening. He fails to catch a single word she's saying because all he can focus on is how Corin's fingers are curled around his wrist and how, as a silent apology for his mother's ramblings, his thumb is gently brushing back and forth over where Din's pulse is racing like crazy.

The first time Corin holds Din's wrist after Din awkwardly confesses his feelings for him, only to be told the feelings are mutual, it is like a dream come true. A dream that is too wonderful to be true yet is. His touch feels like a physical representation of the connection between them. And Din knows, knows in his soul, that they will always be connected. He moves his hand and takes Corin's in his, braiding their fingers together.

The first time Corin holds Din's wrist after the Galaxy's most adorable kid is handed into their care is a moment he remembers as utter perfection. It's like the different pieces of his soul are being inserted into Din's life and he's being put back together again. He has a home, family, friends, allies and now this kid that could so easily become a part of that. Just like Corin's touch, it feels right.

It is in the middle of the night when Din gently curls his fingers around Corin's wrist and caresses the soft skin there. It's become a secret gesture of affection between them. It's their 'thing'. And even though Corin is asleep, Din hopes the caress might drift into his dream and make it a good one. It's been years since that very first contact, but the touch, the silent declaration of love, it feels as right now as it did then. 'I love you' doesn't always have to be said with words.

[scuddle-bubble101]

Uh, Stick, you're needed on aisle pregnant hubby promto, probably with ice cream.

*He's already on it.

[goddessofroyalty]

SO, while I was reading your “Cloud is the remnants carrier” and “Cloud is Promtos dad” I had the biggest brain idea e v e r. So the idea is the triplets and Prompto being AGSZC kids hUH HUH.

NOW HERE ME OUT ON THIS, instead of all the triplets having all silver hair one has reddish brownish hair (Genesis), another has a deep black color (Angeal (Idk how to describe his hair :(.)), while of course the last stays silver (Sephiroth).

Now I’m kinda stuck on which of the triplets would have what parent but have patience with me it’s 4 in the morning when this idea bitch slapped me.

SO CONTINUING WITH THE IDEA Prompto being the obvious mix of Zack and Cloud, with clouds looks and zacks personality how can that nOT FIT‼️‼️‼️ Now to top all this off keep the idea of Poly ASGZC (if you wanna add in the angst the go all for it shawty!!!!!), Big brother triplets, and Sweet, Innocent, Loving Baby brother Prompto getting a crush OR GOD FORBID *whispering* b o y f r i e n d s

I know Prompto and the Remnants being siblings (and Cloud's kids) has been discussed on this blog before. I believe the Remnant's were Prompto's younger siblings though. And I don't want to do the hunt for it myself right now (this ask may gain links later).

There is a theory floating around that the Remnants are meant to mirror the three original firsts. I believe it's Loz is Angeal (biggest but unlike Angeal the most emotionally unstable), Yazoo is Genesis (can't remember the justification), and Kadaj is Sephiroth. So could line up that parents with that if you wanted.

The Remnants would be so intense as big brothers. I do think they would be kind of mean big brothers though - it's playful teasing on their part but they have an intensity about them that a lot of Prompto's insecurity probably can be connected back to his big brothers. And especially if they have lost most of their parents, they want their baby brother to be strong enough to survive and they are willing to push him if that is what it takes for him to be able to do what needs to be done.

The flipside is that they are also very protective of their baby brother. Nobody else can be even slightly mean to Prompto or possibly think about dating him. They simply won't allow it and will beat up whoever the person in question is.

Prompto is probably a very sneaky child in this verse. Not because of Cloud but because of his brothers.

[beelmons]

"No, not like that" you heard him mutter a few meters behind you "you have to hold your arms out straight and strong" he continued to give you pointers.

It was your eleventh shot of the day, and not once did you even manage to lift the small ball from its base. The fake grass around you, though, was another story, you were sure they would make you pay for all the random spots you had torn apart from the missed shots, Aaron, being the gentleman that he was, had offered to cover the expenses in attempt to lessen your worries and keep you practicing.

"My arms are noodles, Mr. Hotchner. Cooked ones. I have no idea what 'straight and strong' even means." you complained as you threw your arms limp up in the air. You decided to turn around in his direction, sunglasses still on your face, an slightly-too-short-skirt adorning your thighs, that your may or may not have chosen on purpose, and your average golf polo for a top. You watched him walk closer to where you were standing, chuckling at your ridiculous comment. His outfit was similar to yours, minus the skirt of course, and you were thankful for the sun that forced him to wear a sports short, because his legs were a sight to behold.

"You're doing a good job, it just takes some time to get used to the weight of the club." he looked down at you with crossed arms, trying to reassure you and erase the pout on your face, no matter how endearing he found it.

"Not even sure why he wants me to go." you complained with slight sadness in your voice "He's never asked me to go to anything regarding his work before."

A frown drew on his face as he picked up on the emotions that were rising within you. "The father-daughter golf retreat is a good chance to impress his boss." he clarified, and you expressed certain disgust at how it made you sound more like a trophy, a simple means to an end, rather than a daughter he wanted to spend time with "If I were given the chance, I would also love to show you off in front of everyone. Let them see how amazing you are." the tingling on your chest and stomach at his words was unbearing, and you couldn't help but divert your gaze.

"How was that 'straight and strong' again?" you tried to get yourself back into a 'hitting' position and ignore whatever feeling you were having about your dad's best friend.

"Your initial grip and position is okay, you are getting too nervous when you swing and it gets loose, here, let me." he mentioned and you heard a shuffle behind you.

You expected him to take the club away from you to show you, instead, you felt the warmth of his hands land onto yours. Within seconds, his entire body was engulfing yours from behind. His biceps were rubbing against your shoulders, and the weight of his chest was leaning against your back, a bit too close. His head appeared on your right, his lips closer to your ear so you could hear him.

Your body tensed up, he made you nervous at the slightest gestures. "This is what I'm talking about, you have to relax." he muttered against your ear. You were thankful for the sunglasses covering your reddened face, a sentiment that didn't last long when Hotch removed them and tossed them aside. You looked back at him with surprise in your eyes. "It's better if you can fully see what you are hitting." a small smile appeared on his face as you locked eyes. "Relax. Fix your posture." his coarse voice rang once again, and the hand that was still unoccupied laid on the lower part of your stomach to press your hips further into his.

The shock it sent through your body was nothing but pure arousal, and if you didn't know better you would have rolled your hips to get more of the tight feeling in his pants. His arms began to swing from side to side while giving you instructions, same ones you couldn't even hear from the very dirty thoughts running through your head. "And hit!" he yelled softly from behind.

Without noticing that he had let go of your hands, you watched as the ball flew up in the air, yet nowhere near the hole that was barely a few meters away from your position. Nonetheless, the excitement washed over you, and you threw your body back. "I did it! I did it! Did you see that!?" you yelled as Aaron welcomed your figure back into his arms, surrounding you from behind around your waist.

"Yes, you did!" he joined in your excitement, his arms never leaving your body, in fact, not allowing you to leave either "You're ready to take every other daughter down on that retreat."

You turned around, his limbs still on your body, without much room between each other your hands could only land on his chest, and they slid further to rest your fingers on the sides of his neck, his lingering on your waist instead. "It's all thanks to your teachings, Mr. Hotchner." you smiled, your bottom lip getting pulled between your lips to avoid it from being too wide "How could I ever repay you?"

"I can think of a couple things." he said, his eyes travelling from yours to your lips.

"Care to share?" the traces of nervousness you had before were long gone, something about swinging a shot of golf could boost a girl with confidence for sure, and your tone was a lot more suggestive.

"For starters, call me Aaron." he said.

"Okay, Aaron, and the other thing?" you asked flirtartiously.

He pursed his lips for a second. "Next time you wear that skirt, make sure there's nothing under it."

dbf hotch teaching reader how to play golf :D

god please 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 UGH just him being pressed up against your backside, towering over you, leaning in so close you can feel and hear his breath on your ear 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 and OF COURSE wearing the cutest little outfit just to get his attention and to tease him :DDDD

until finally either of you can’t take it anymore and sneak off to have some alone time ;)))

[a-world-in-grey]

I've been thinking about Spark verse!Prompto.

Being a kid with no training, she probably doesn't have the best control with her magic. She would have worked out how not to start random fires or shock people with lightning, but if magic users are able to sense each other. Well, she might not know that or how to hide herself before she meets Noctis. Which presents Opportunities :)

Because Noctis might actually notice Prompto's resemblance to his friend Luna, assuming the Tenebrae visit wasn't butterflied away, and ask her about it. Which might clue her in that she was looking at the wrong magical monarch when looking for her parent.

Or, which I personally find much more Fun, Noctis did not meet Luna in this timeline so when he's confronted with another magic kid. Well, he comes to the obvious conclusion. The same one that Prompto had. And being a cat of a person that he is, he just goes "I know it, you know it, Dad (probably) knows it, we're apparently not talking about it, let's just hang out and play King's Knights."

So. Normally I hc that magic users usually cannot sense each other unless the magic is brushing up against them or actively being used (Sola/Ardyn being the odd case) so Regis and Noctis wouldn’t sense Prompto if she’s hiding.

But.

This is Fantastic.

I haven’t decided if the Marilith attack will still happen or how the situation in Tenebrae will develop, but either way let’s say Prompto takes enough after Besithia instead of the Fleurets that she doesn’t immediately trip Noctis’ (or someone else’s) familiarity with Tenebrae’s royal family.

Prompto has spent years learning to hide her magic, suppressing it as hard as she can. Nope, no magic here, no siree. The scorch mark on the carpet is explained away as Prompto accidentally knocking over a candle, and while she’s bummed to not be allowed any more candles in her room, keeping her magic secret is a bit more important.

Thing is, suppressing her magic actually makes it harder for Prompto to hide it. Magic isn’t supposed to be suppressed, isn’t supposed to be bottled up and crammed into the deepest corner of her soul. Adopting a headcanon from @secret-engima’s Cyra-verse, in that having a build up of magic with no way to relieve the pressure causes health issues. I don’t know what kind of health issues I’d go with, perhaps something playing off of Oracle magic being heavily geared towards light and healing.

Paradoxically, despite her health issues, Prompto actually heals from injuries far faster than normal. It’s not to the point of noticeable regeneration, but those who look for it in hindsight can tell that Promto is healing anywhere from a 25-50% faster than what is normal, and Prompto is not yet so desperate as to re-injure herself to hide her magic. (Ironically, were Regis or Cor to ever learn of Prompto’s healing/health issues, they’d assume it the result of whatever experiment Besithia conducted, not magic.)

So Prompto spends about a decade trying to suppress her magic. A decade atrophying whatever innate control she might have had, a decade shrinking her reserves even as the slow build up of magic strains to escape its ever decreasing confines.

The first time she sees Noctis, in primary school, Noctis cannot sense Prompto’s suppressed magic. They are both young children with still developing reserves, and Noctis has no reason to look. Prompto is able to stay in the background even as she resolves to better herself so she can stand as her brother’s friend, because she can tell from a fifty paces that Noctis is achingly lonely.

(Of course, between then and the beginning of high school Prompto develops her health issues, but she hardly lets that stop her.)

She introduces herself to Noctis in high school, and to her surprise and delight, Noctis immediately accepts her overtures of friendship. (She tries not to think of how lonely Noctis must have been, to accept a new friend so quickly.)

On Noctis’ part, he is blindsided when one of the girls in his year comes up to him with an easy confidence and bright smile, brimming with magic to his senses. (Because as Prompto’s reserves got smaller with no outlet for the magic already there, it became easier and easier to sense her magic.) He accepts her overtures of friendship mostly to figure out who the Pyre this girl is, but finds himself liking her more and more as a friend until they’re practically attached at the hip.

Noctis mistakes Prompto for a Lucis Caelum instead of a Fleuret. After all, Prompto’s parents (to his knowledge) are Lucian merchants who have never left the country, and as far as he knows the Oracles haven’t left the Niflheimr continent since they were annexed by the Empire. No, it makes more sense that Prompto is his half-sister.

(Prompto and Noctis don’t acknowledge their presumed relation, not at first, but those who assume them to be dating (far more than either would like) are met with disgusted expressions and denials of ‘they’re like my sibling.’)

Of course, because Noctis can be blind as a bat when it comes to things he doesn’t want to think about, it takes him awhile to do the math around Prompto’s birthdate and realize that Regus would’ve been fooling around with Prompto’s mother when Aulea was only a couple months pregnant. That realization puts Noctis in a mood, especially when a couple offhand questions to Prompto reveals that Prompto’s parents stopped working for the Crown shortly after Prompto’s birth.

(I could make it worse and have Aulea’s death be a couple months after Noctis’ birth, so Noctis thinks that not only did Regus know about Prompto, but Regis also deliberately concealed and rejected Prompto. Due to grief, shame, or because Prompto wasn’t Aulea’s, Noctis doesn’t know, but the timing is too suspicious for him to think it a coincidence.)

Poor Regis has no idea why Noctis seems to be so cross with him all of a sudden. Clarus suggests it might be a simple teenage rebellious phase, and since Noctis isn’t getting into trouble Regis leaves it be and waits for Noctis to talk to him about it. Ignis and Gladio try to figure out what the Pyre is going on, but Noctis refuses to budge, and Prompto is equally baffled when they ask if she has any idea - Noctis hasn’t told her either.

Noctis not introducing Prompto to Regis baffles everyone too, until Clarus makes the observation that this is Noctis’ first friend that wasn’t chosen for him, so it stands to reason he wants to keep her for himself - dragons don’t exactly like to share. (Noctis is embarrassed by that assumption when he’s simply trying to help Prompto keep her LC heritage under wraps, but he can’t say that so the assumption stands.)

(Prompto thinks Noctis’ grumpy possessiveness is cute. It’s not like she isn’t grateful for the excuse not to meet Regis. She still thinks she’s successfully hidden, but that doesn’t mean she’s anywhere ready to meet her presumed birth father.)

Things come to a head when the four are hanging out at Prompto’s place - her parents out of town once more but she’s now old enough at 16 to not need a babysitter - and Prompto’s health issues flare unexpectedly, leaving her shaking in pain. It’s not the first time this has happened since she befriended Noctis, but this is the first time Noctis has been present for the flare up, and he has the benefit of being able to look at the issue with fresh eyes.

Specifically, Noctis feels Prompto’s magic surge against the steel grasp Prompto has on it as Prompto doubles over in pain and realizes that Prompto suppressing her magic is hurting her. And Noctis can’t ignore the catoplebas in the room anymore.

Prompto has a panic attack when Noctis reveals that he knows. Fortunately she’s recovered as well as she ever does from the flare up a couple days ago, but it’s not a great time for either of them. Noctis explains how he knew from the minute he met her a year ago, and how he’s tried to help hide her from his father because Regis would also notice. But Noctis tells her how she needs to use her magic, if only a bit, or her health is only going to get worse.

Noctis starts teaching Prompto to control her magic. It requires telling Ignis and Gladio about Prompto’s magic and swearing them to secrecy (Gladio looks poleaxed when he learns) because Noctis and Prompto aren’t sneaky enough to do this without help. Gladio also helps train Prompto in self-defense, because the thought of a royal being defenseless is stressful enough to give him grey hairs (he’s grateful the secrecy means eleven-year old Iris won’t be expected to take up Shield duties, but at the same time that leaves the Princess without a Shield).

Prompto proves to be a crack shot with just about any firearm she gets her hands on, and her Armiger means she’ll never be unarmed, which is one worry off Gladio’s mind. As for Prompto’s magic - it quickly becomes clear that she’ll never have more than the basics. Warping is beyond her entirely, to Prompto’s jealousy, as are shields. Prompto gets a passable skill in Elemancy for all that she’ll never match Ignis’ talent for it.

The only magic she really takes to is stealth spells. Refracting light to conceal herself comes almost as easily as shooting a gun. (None of them think to explore if Prompto can heal beyond making curatives, and the other Oracle magics are unknown to them.) She also manages to figure out a minor trick that lets her create a little night light that she can easily explain away as the flashlight on her phone if anyone nearly catches her.

Best of all, Prompto’s health issues fade. They don’t go away completely, probably never will with how much damage has been done, but any improvement is one Prompto will take.

Once Prompto gains enough control over her magic to successfully hide from Noctis even when he’s trying to sense her, Noctis grudgingly introduces her to Regis.

[userlando]

I IUST FUCKING WOKE UP LANDO GOT PROMTOED TO P32 APPARENTLY I MIGHT JUST SHIT MY HEAD

LMAOO I feel so bad for lewis and charles but like, the glee I felt from seeing lando promoted to p2? unmatched. he absolutely deserved p1 this weekend!!

[louis28cm]

apteulha canina pateulha canina nos estaremos promtos