Photographer to the King

Indie Prompto Argentum from FFXV. Penned by Corgi.

[kaciart]

Prompto is something a little like Umbra and Pryna, and he looks so intimidating but then he starts to talk and it’s sunshine Prompto.

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[iizuumi]

It’s mermay ♥

[kaciart]

im kind of going auish

the cute ranch worker is showing them to a place they need to go

i imagine him taking off the hat and theyre like ALSO A CHOCOBO

his baby’s a runt

but a whippet!

I kind of imagine hes so unimpressed by the boys

Noctis less so because he saw him trying ot hug the chocobos

XD

Even if he was doing it wrong

Well i kind of imagine he’s an insomnia refugee

Or maybe he ran away on his parents

And because his bub is a runt only he rides her because hes a skinny beeb

Or kids

And Gladio needed the biggest they had and hes posturing because biggest is best

And Proms like

‘Its not about size buddy, its what you do with it’

i was imagining like

He does a lot of supply runs and specifically at night

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[kaciart]

The Prompt had been ‘Missing after a battle’

Prom think’s he’s dinner but in actual fact he is baby.

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[iizuumi]

Saw something on insta recently that inspired me for this

[kaciart]

“Be still….my sister spoke of you with great fondness - do as I tell you and we might just make it out of here.”

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[yallneedtrashjesus-deactivated2]

Jesus Prompto is way more messed up than I ever noticed before???

[kaciart]

Oh NO

[iizuumi]

🎃👻 Getting into that Halloween mood 👻🎃

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[galahdborn-deactivated20260319]

Nyx smiled, glad that the other seemed to overcome his shyness to quip back at him – always hating whenever he made people feel nervous. He liked to think he was approachable, but being an older Kingsglaive was bound to be intimidating to some degree.

Chuckling, he gently patted the other's back. "You don't have to agree just for my sake," he assured, not wanting the kid to feel pressured. If he had already joined the Crownsguard or was well on his way to it, then Nyx wasn't about to ruin that.

"But maybe we can come to a compromise, hm? We could train together. You get to test your aim and I get to test my dodging ability – just, you know, not with actual bullets," because from what he had seen then the kid had good aim and he didn't feel like dying or being critically injured anytime soon – and Imperial units made use of guns, so it would be excellent practice.

"What do you think?"

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The Glaive clapped him on the back gently and Prompto smiled a little bit in spite of himself. He definitely didn't think him joining the Kingsglaive would have been 'for his sake', considering there was no guarantee he'd be good at it anyway, but that wasn't all that important at the moment.

The offer of training together was almost too good to be true, though. Getting to practice with one of the Glaives, with how awesome they were, was better than he'd have expected. "Really?" He smiled, brighter, if a little hesitant still. "Yeah, that'd be great! I mean, I've got some nonlethal bullets, so no biggie there. If you're sure?"

[sylleblosscm]

prompto​:

Prompto rubs the back of his neck a little awkwardly at her praise of him, smiling a little bit. He’s never really known how to take sincere compliments like that. He’s not really sure he agrees with her, but the sentiment is nice, and he’d like to think he has had at least some bit of bearing on how things have gone. He doesn’t have much time to linger on the idea, though.

An hour passes quickly, and Prompto’s waiting for her near the makeshift gate of the city, a backpack slung over his shoulder.

Luna is punctual as ever, greeting Prompto with a smile as she approaches.

 ❝Are you prepared? Before we leave, I must ask that you promise me one thing: if you are injured in the line of duty, I beg of you to tell me right away so I can help. We must - ah, I believe the phrase is watch one another’s backs if we are both to see Noctis upon his return.❞ 

[crackshotsnapshot]

Prompto looks up as he sees her coming up, lifting a hand to wave gently. And then he grips the strap of his backpack lightly, still smiling. "Yep, all good."

He starts to turn toward the gate, and then pauses, turning back to her, blinking at her. His expression softens and he nods slowly. "Okay, I promise. But the same goes for you, too. Promise me you'll let me know if something happens immediately so I can help."

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[infideliis]

Anyone who might once have spared more than a passing thought for Ravus Nox Fleuret was long gone. It was sad, it was lonely, and it was wholly a grave he had dug for himself, Ravus often thought, for he'd made quite the life of pushing people away while serving evil.

If Lunafreya could still see him...

His eyes returned to Prompto.

"Will I be getting the hand back after? I only have the one." He could hardly hide the bit of a smile at so ridiculous a joke as he waved the stump of his left arm.

[crackshotsnapshot]

For a second, Prompto just stared at him, dumbfounded, questioning whether he'd actually heard that or not. But it was the little wave that did him in.

Before he could stop himself, he was laughing. He slapped a hand over his mouth, giggling helplessly behind his hand.

"Yeah, don't worry, I'll make sure you get it back."

[altrxisme]

Her brows furrowed in concern. Were they trying to let him hurt himself? That wasn’t their way of doing things, it didn’t matter what it was. All their recruits were to be treated with potential regardless of what came before them. She didn’t understand why—

Oh. Her eyes widened at the defeated laugh that slipped out of his mouth. Johanne’s heart dropped, understanding now what was going on. Nonetheless, it still angered her. Unless he had ordered the attacks they were thrown into, he was a refugee just like them.

Although, perhaps she was also a little biased.

“— That shouldn’t matter,” she gritted. The blond before was also just a kid; when they agreed to take him in as a recruit, he had become their responsibility. Johanne was near seeing red at the injustice of Prompto’s situation. “You’re still here and you still should be taken care of.”

[crackshotsnapshot]

He blinked, a little startled by how vehement she was in her response about him. He flushed a little, ducking his head to let his hair fall into his face. He felt a little touched that she was so upset, even if he didn't really think it would make much of a difference.

Prompto shrugged a little, not moving his hand so she could finish wrapping it.

"They don't want weak links, even the trainers have said it. I just have to show them I'm not one."

It wasn't that simple and he knew that, that just working hard wouldn't earn the approval of others. That him being from Niflheim was enough to mar whatever he did. But he didn't really want her to worry about him.

[iizuumi]

Bit of a different take on a Prince Prompto AU me and a friend have been talking about.  Since Lucis and Tenebrae have their ‘magic’ Niflheim gets some too

[painedprince]

@crackshotsnapshot from x

“When did I-?” Noctis turned, confused at what Prompto was even asking. He followed where the other had pointed and finally realized. “Oh. Oh! That’s weird. Maybe some runny ink on something I got at the grocery store?” He rubbed at it, made a face when it didn’t come off, then licked his thumb and tried rubbing it off again. “It’s really on there… Man, this would be a bad time to get my soul mark, huh? Like, it would be right under there…”

[crackshotsnapshot]

He watched Noctis try to rub it off, something small and unhappy taking root in his chest at the sight. It took an effort not to shrink into himself as he watched his best friend try to rub off the mark. His mark. "Yeah, could be right under that," he echoed quietly.

How long would it take Noct to realize that was his soul mark? What would he think when he did?

[dragcnlxrd]

crackshotsnapshot​:

Just mentioning the gunsmith’s name seemed to be enough to change things a little. He wasn’t wholly certain why. He just felt the shift in the air between them as Lysander eyed him.

Prompto eyed him right back.

It was good the other man wasn’t planning on interrogating him, because Prompto wasn’t planning on telling him anything. Somehow, he doubted ‘I’m a member of the Crownsguard looking for a good gun to protect my best buddie Prince Noctis with’ would go over all that well.

He had enough money, and it wasn’t some kind of sting operation, so that was all that really should matter. “Sure,” he answered, falling into step behind the other man. He really hoped this guy’s guns were worth all of this.

There was something off with the kid that was for sure. Like he was avoiding saying anything to him. Lysander was a professional at reading people, of course he’d had the training to do so though, it was required of a Shield to know how to read people or a room.

“So what’s your story?” he said as he walked through crowded streets or alleys.

Every so often he spared a look back but there was no sign of the Marshal following them now. Had they lost the man? Or had it been entirely coincidental?

“The only time you kids from up in the Crown City come down here is either to drink or cause trouble or look for a good time”, he said as he paused at the curb waiting for the light of the cross walk to flash.The lower levels they went the more dilapidated the city seemed to get both in buildings and it’s inhabitants.

[crackshotsnapshot]

They continued through the streets for a while in silence. Prompto lived in a pretty decent area. His parents weren't rich, sure, but they were comfortable. He'd never really thought about it much, honestly, but now, being down there, it was hard not to think about it.

About how there was such a huge difference in the way some people lived in the city. And how unfair it was. They'd already been run out of their homes, and now they had to live down here?

He blinked and glanced up toward Lysander's back when he spoke, his brows furrowing slightly. He didn't know him, and didn't trust him, and didn't really think it was a good idea to tell him anything. So he just shook his head a little bit. "Why's it important to know?"

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