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[ofnoctis]

inpromptos:

            @ofnoctis | some modern au shit

              ‘ —- listen, noct, i just don’t think needles & i are a good match. y’know? ‘ he spoke, not daring to even glance at his wrist. he didn’t really expect the other to so quickly decide that now was the time for him to conquer his fear of needles - but, he trusted his friend. & he hoped he didn’t give him something awful, like a picture of genitalia. ‘ i trust you, though, just… please, don’t give me a giant dick on my arm, as funny as it would be, i’d… rather not have to come home to my mom & have her see that. ‘  he’ll flinch when the needles began to touch his skin, his nose scrunching up with the sound of the machine. he’s seen this process so many times with his photography, & yet, it was different when he was on the receiving end. he felt his shoulders raise, as his body instinctively turned to the side. he knew he wasn’t supposed to move; but he couldn’t help it. ‘ i don’t like it, i don’t like it, i don’t like it — ‘ 

                         “I’ve never known anyone be so squeamish,                                              why did you take this job again- ??”

The corner of his lips twitch with a barely held back grin, Prompto was such a baby over this, despite coming to him for the job offer. Surely he knew that being friends with a tattooist meant you need to have at least one tattoo done by them. Well, not really, but Noctis had insisted, and Prompto had given in. Now the artist was holding the photographer’s arm down firmly to stop him moving it around so much.

                                                        “I’m not drawing a dick,                              but if you don’t keep still then it may end up looking like one.”

It wasn’t a threat, so much as a warning. He could only do so much, but the tattoo was only small so it wouldn’t impact on it all too much. Almost done, thank God for that-------- He felt bad for him, so once it was finally over, Noctis but the tattoo gun to the side so he could wipe the blood away, and also soothingly rub the incredibly tense muscles of his arm.

                                                 “It’s okay, it’s all over now, relax.”

[ofnoctis]

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.” blows kisses

hurt meme.

               “Ditto. So you keep loving me,             and I’ll love you enough for the both of us, alright- ??”

If Prompto wasn’t going to love himself then Noctis would make damn well sure that the boy was loved that much more. The gunner may see something unworthy of such a thing, but Noctis could only watch on helplessly as Prompto stole his heart away, and the prince was happy to let him keep it.              Gently, his forehead comes to rest against Prompto’s own.

                                         “But I honestly don’t know whats not to love,                               you’re so fun to hang out with, you take some awesome                                 pictures, your sense of style is to die for, and you really                                    are the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid my eyes on.”

[sandcvstles]

hurt meme.

[excessusiisms-blog]

blueneighbcrhood:

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”

“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”

“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”

“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”

“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”

“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“i fucked up, why do you not care?”

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

“i have no idea how to do cpr.”

“whose blood is that?”

“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”

“don’t you dare fucking let go!” 

“what the hell happened to you?” 

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

“do you know what you’ve done?” 

“you’re either with me or against me.” 

“who the hell did this to you?” 

“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…” 

“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?” 

“when was the last time you ate?” 

“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!” 

 “i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.” 

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“ 

“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.” 

“are you… throwing up in there?” 

“why aren’t you eating?” 

“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” 

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –” 

“i woke up, & you were gone.” 

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?” 

“it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”

[regenerative-shawn-blog-deactiv]

when your partner decides to angst

[musesgonnamuse]

Who of us KNOWS what we’re CAPABLE of when FAMILY is threatened?  

[chronocidex-deactivated20180323]

stop assuming how you interpret a canon character is how an rper plays that character 2k16

being a roleplayer means you have the ability to play your favourite characters just how you see them, or sometimes even in an au sense. what’s fanon isn’t necessarily going to be how an rper plays their character! Don’t assume that just because someone’s muse is a canon character you know them, how they think, how they feel, how they act. read the bios of characters, canon or not, read the rules, talk to the muns! everyone has a different view of a character and they will play these characters different to how you see them, different to how other muns of the same muse see them. it is so frustrating when people make these assumptions. my friend wants to stop playing her character because of fanon assumptions that she doesn’t agree with keep getting pushed onto her in threads. please respect everyone’s individual portrayal of characters, if you want a fanon version of a particular character, find a mun that plays it that way.

[swansongbird]

Visit Original Link

If you beat the game and then trigger this dialogue (by going to Galdin Quay or Altissia at night) extra lines are said.

Everyone wants to bang Prompto?

[ofnoctis]

“Star-gazing was a good idea.”

              “ It’s certainly relaxing, I’ll give it that.”

eyes, once cast to his company, now flicker upward. The stars in the night sky are beautiful, shining brightly with little to hinder them, a rare display for any who might be lucky enough to spend a time gazing upon them.    Lucky in this respect Noctis may be, yet he still can’t help scanning the area for any would-be attackers, be they beast or man, an open field was free game for any to mark a kill.

 Still, he supposed he was with good company, a man who was highly recommended as a master of his craft. Sword fighting came to them both with ease.  

                                   Maybe the prince could get away with a nap.

[eliisiion]

an apple a day keeps anyone away if you throw it hard enough

[bnbnb]

[gloriousdaydream]

[ofnoctis]

“Your bed head is really cute.” buries face into it

Fluff starters

                  Groggily, the prince glances up at the wolf,

with his face buried into his messy hair, it’s a lot more difficult than he’d willing to put effort into; so the action is given up quite quickly. Noctis prefers it like this anyway, he’d almost be one to admit that laying in the elder’s arms, cuddled against his chest---- It was nice.    Warm, and safe.    His furry shield.

There’s a minor amount of shifting before the heir is settled once more, speech muffled against hardened muscle.

                                    “Pretty sure it doesn’t look any different.                                                    It’s always a mess.”

[memesfrommenace]

Fluff Starters

“You’re hair is really soft after you wash it.”

“Ssh. Stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair.”

“You smell really nice.”

“Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”

“I might have slept with your robe when you were gone.”

“If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.”

“Here, let’s share the blanket.”

“You’re comfy.”

“You are my new pillow.”

“You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.”

“But I want to hear you sing.”

“We can talk over dinner.”

“Don’t be stubborn. Try it!”

“Don’t get up - I’ll do it.”

“Will you let me rub your back?”

“Care to give me a back scratch?”

“Star-gazing was a good idea.”

“You look beautiful/handsome in the moonlight.”

“I’ll always be here for you.”

“I’ll be here to protect you.”

“I think I love you.”

“You are my love.”

“How about something warm? It will will help you sleep.”

“It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

“Don’t be silly. I want to stay up with you.”

“It is not morning yet.”

“Shush and go back to bed.”

“I heard you talking in your sleep.”

“Your bed head is really cute.”

“We’ll do dishes together.”

“How about a kiss?”

“I love your hugs.”

A few were inspired by these.

[ignisazalea]

next weEK

NEXT WEEK

GUESS WHATS HAPPENING

NEXT WEEK GUESS

WHATS HAPPENING NEXT WEEK

[fragile-suggestions]

I can’t wait for the day I won’t have to wake up alone anymore.

[shui-xi]

[plesiove-blog]

@ofnoctis 

[ofnoctis]

inpromptos:

                he was interrupted by the prince once more, his wrist currently immobile.                 how he wanted to just rip his arm away, but he knew that would only cause                 more harm. irises that resembled the sky squinted at the other. he wasn’t being                 a coward, can’t he see he was only trying to protect him from his future mistakes?                 he knew noctis was smarter than that. why was he trying to stop this? what                 is his motive. he took in a deep breath, trying to collect himself in this sort of                  situation, but man – was he getting on his last straw with this. 

               ‘ you say i’m a coward, yet this is all just for you. can’t you see that? i want to                protect you. ‘ he needed to keep his composure, he needed the other to know he                 wasn’t just doing this out of anger. ‘ you’ll see me again, i promise, i won’t go                anywhere. i trust.. i trust that gladio & ignis would keep you safe, they do                a better job than i do, anyways. ‘ he paused, ‘ you know how much you mean to                me, and i just – i couldn’t. i couldn’t fucking live with myself if something                happened. do you know how much that fucking scares me? you mean the                WORLD to me, noct. & god forbid i do one thing wrong, if i mess up once,                i could lose you. i can’t have that weight on my shoulders. i couldn’t be the                reason for you getting hurt, or worse, even KILLED. can’t you see that? can’t                you understand? i just.. i want to protect you, if i can’t do it being here, then                i might as well leave & protect you from my mistakes, right? am i wrong? ‘                he cleared his throat, his hands beginning to tremble. he won’t cry – he shouldn’t be                the one crying here. his free hand lifted up to rub at his watery eye, breathing in a quick                sniffle. ‘ why are you making this so much harder then it has to be, huh? you know                i don’t want to do this. i really, really don’t want to leave, but i have to, i just.. i                have to, noct, i’m no good for this, i’m not made for this. ‘ his breathing turned                 shaky, & uneven, he was showing weakness – a wall that was hard to break down,                his hand moved up to cover half of his face, feeling the wetness drip down from his                eyes. he just wanted to protect him – that’s all he wanted. to keep the prince safe.                & yet, he won’t even let him do that.                 ‘ can’t you see – ? ‘ he squeaked out, trying to get rid of the unnecessary waterworks.                ‘ i don’t belong here, i’m too weak. ‘

                            “Please--- “

Voiced words cracked under the weight of fluctuating emotions. Fingers that once gripped hard around a pale wrist go slack, but not to abandon him, never to abandon.  The prince uses both hands to gently cup Prompto’s cheeks, thumbs wiping over the damp, freckled skin to rid him of those tear marks. He couldn’t stand it, seeing him so upset, and over Noctis of all people.

                                         “I’m sorry,    Prom I’m so sorry.                                           But I’m a spoiled, stubborn prince,                                           and I can’t do this without you.”

A breath shudders, and for a moment, Noctis had to dip his head, afraid that he too would succumb to the feeling of weakness. His eyes stung, and he hated it.

                                          “What do you expect me to do- ??                                             Just let you run off, and go back                                              to acting like everything is fine- ??                               You’re not weak, Prompto. You’re not, you never were.                             If you weren’t here with us, then I would have been down                            more times than I can count. And if you’re still not convinced,                                          then I guess I’ll just have to follow you.”