in a fit of nostalgia i listened to a bunch of music from my childhood (creepypasta and gacha life music videos) and ended up with an extremely edgy ffxv au where Everything Goes Horribly Wrong and they all turn evil. thanks for listening
thank you to my bestie @gooberpaw for helpjng a ton 👊👊👊
Hi i am a sucker for puella magi aus so please please please enlighten me on your puella magi! Noctis au
Oh I absolutely will!!!! :DDDDc
So to start off with, just in case it wasn't clear, this AU is about magical girls(just called puella magi instead here) existing within the ff15 universe. So the rules, general mechanics, etc are the same of course, though slightly molded to fit into ff15.
Which brings us to Noctis. 👀
Since Noctis is the Chosen King of Prophecy, he has more than enough lines of fate to justify the incubators going after him. Which they do, specifically during a very vulnerable moment in his teens, when he sees his father with the cane for the first time (those who've seen the brotherhood anime should know the scene i'm talking about, it's in ep 4). Well....actually they go after him like a week before this, but seeing his dad's health declining even more is what pushes Noctis to finally decide to make his wish.
I don't have the specific wording in mind yet, but Noctis' wish is basically for the wall/the crystal to draw power from himself, rather than his dad. The entire basis of his wish is to protect his dad.
(As you may or may not have noticed from the original drawing, I tried to incorporate this into Noctis' puella magi form via angel wing imagery(from Regis' glaive) and elements from Regis' kingly raiment itself.)
Now, I'm sure you're also wondering what exactly Noctis' abilities are as a puella magi, especially when he has natural magic powers already... Well have no fear as I def have those answers too, and there's more to it than you might think even >;3c
As Noctis' soul is no longer in his body, this also means that his magic is no longer obstructed by the lingering affects from his injury, giving him access to the full amount of power he's supposed to have. As you can imagine this greatly enhances his abilities in his regular training and stuff. Add this to sheer amount of lines of fate he no doubt has and you got practically the most powerful puella magi on Eos.
In puella magi form, his ability set isn't too different from the game. He can warp all over the place, has access to spells, and has access to four different weapons(sword, shield, spear, broadsword). A main thing for him here though is that since his wish focused on protecting his dad and his people(remember the purpose of the Wall) his abilities/purpose as a puella magi is protection. He's essentially taken on a mantle as a Shield too.
While I havent worked out the exact kinks yet for this, thanks to his natural large amount of magic he also may not even ever have to worry about his gem going dark from overuse, merely negative emotions.
I know this answer is already pretty long hehe, but here's a few other miscellaneous details that'll come up in this AU:
Mami does make an appearance and plays a big role. Noctis and her are the same age here(15) and he meets her on his first outing hunting witches. They actually become pretty fast friends.
I didn't include it in my drawing, but Noctis does wear a mask as a puella magi in order to hide his identity as crown prince
I don’t know if anyone cares, but I’m wondering how different the story of FFXV would have been if it had been Luna, Iris, Aranea and Cindy on the road trip.
One of the Ardynoct Week fics I’m doing was (is) going to be focused almost entirely on NSFW but somehow I now also have a god!Noctis that has fun unleashing plagues of mosquitoes upon humans that damage the planet lol
Pls Eos give me resolve enough to finish these fics
Warnings: Sass, sexual tension, mild language, talks of violence. (smut in the next chapter)
Chapter 1 |
Notes: @zacklover24 Angel is making an appearance! @sweetchocobae Clara is mentioned!
Like this? Why not feed my coffee addiction? Ko-Fi!
Chapter 2:
At dinner Prompto felt extremely out of place, he was sitting beside Noctis tonight instead of by himself or with his friend Angel. Her dark hazel eyes flickering over at Prompto often as she was thoroughly confused why he was sitting with the Capo Bastone for dinner and not with the rest of the Associates. Friday nights all of the Family met at the “Jade Moon” restaurant to eat the whole dining hall filled with the Associates, Soldiers making the place quite loud but a clique nonetheless. So when Prompto had walked past the slender female he gently tugged on the long braid her hair was in, she let out a yelp turning to face him as he waved to her she gave him a confused look. He always sitting with her so for him to pass by the empty seat she left for him to join Noctis at the secondary table she flashed him a glare, he knew he would be catching trouble for it later.
At the table with Noctis the blond was surrounded by Ignis, Gladiolus and Morana the three tossed him a strange look unsure as to why a associate was sitting with him. Prompto immediately felt out of place remembering that he was at the bottom of the food chain here that Associates were just barely more than a errand boy. Hell most were not even allowed to carry a weapon but he was one of the few that were selected to get eventually promoted to Soldier so he was able to carry his pistols.
“What is he doing over here?” Morana asked, Prompto could hear the venom in her voice as she looked over at him, her light green eyes staring at him as he had changed to his suit now.
Even if you had a day off on Friday you must get into uniform and go to the Family dinner. His suit was a bit older looking as he bought it second hand and had to wash out some blood stains and stitch up some bullet holes. The black jacket was a bit faded, the vest a bit loose on him, as the slacks were tight on him making him wary of them ripping at the worse times. The woman sitting close to Gladiolus, his girl friend for as long as Prompto could remember was not wearing anything close to the uniform, well the slacks were correct that was about it. Morana Tarda was wearing a white tank top that was rather see through showing off the bright red bra she had underneath, it was as if she wanted others to stare at her ample chest it made Prompto a bit flustered because he didn't want Gladiolus to think that he was lusting after her as she was far from someone he was interested in. Her long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail now but the thick strands of dyed red hair framed her face, her multiple piercings sticking out on her ears as she turned to look at Noctis the light flashing off the bright golden rings on her ears making Prompto stare.
“Well?” Morana repeated to Noctis.
“He's my friend.” Noctis said simply, use to Morana's lack of respect to address him properly, she only felt the need to address Regis his father the Capo Familigia correctly.
Ignis always felt her respect for others specially her betters was deplorable but he still held a fond spot for her, a slight flame for her tenacious spirit. But he would never act on it as he respected Gladiolus more than his own feelings.
“You are making friends with Associates, that is quite new.” Ignis replied as he took a sip of the wine beside him, mirroring the smirk that Morana was wearing on her face.
“It's nice to see him talking to others.” Gladiolus commented as he took some of the steak into his mouth.
“I do talk to others! I talk to Clara. . .”
“The clerk at your favorite arcade does not count Bastone.” Ignis chided, Noctis looking over to him, green eyes nearly shut as his smile was so wide at teasing his friend.
“You get a kick out of picking out my flaws, don't you?” Noctis said there was a pout clear on his face as he placed two florets of broccoli that had made it onto his plate to Ignis' plate.
“It is one of the few small pleasures that I do take from in life.” Ignis replied smartly, turning his attention back to Morana.
“Shouldn't be associating with – Associates.” Morana remarked to Noctis, the look she gave Prompto made him feel like he was about two inches tall, it was akin to the look Noctis was giving his broccoli.
“Morana it's okay for him to acquaint himself with some of the lower staff but I don't suggest he makes a habit of it.” Gladiolus said to her then giving Prompto a reassuring smile.
“I am sorry if I am causing such a bother.” Prompto finally spoke up, he was quite upset with all talk about him going around as if he wasn't around.
“Don't worry about their squawking Prompto, Morana likes to disagree to everything I do and Ignis just plans on being a jerk to me until the day I become Capo Familigia.” Noctis said soothingly, flashing a smile over at Prompto.
“Still if it was better I will go back over that way.” Prompto suggested, not wanting to upset the apple cart.
“Don't worry about it Prom.” Gladiolus said, calmly. “You ready to start training with me tomorrow?”
“He has a lot to relearn.” Noctis interrupted before Prompto could do more than nod, nervously as he was going to be working with Gladiolus from now on.
“I do not!” Prompto shouted embarrassed to admit that a lot of his education into the Family didn't make much sense to him, childishly he stuck out his pierced tongue at Noctis, clacking the yellow bar against his top teeth.
“You know nothing of territories.” Noctis said, matter-of-factly, a deadpanned look on his face, as he finished clearing his plate.
“They are quite confusing.” Prompto said dejectedly, his blue eyes downcast as he attempted to finish what was on his plate, he was feeling a little unable to eat in front of these established members of the Family.
He was new and he really didn't know what he was doing, hell he was bought into the service. Prompto grew up in a orphanage and most often they were sold into mafia families or into sex trades if they didn't get adopted into a good home. No one ever came for Prompto it was just him left in the orphanage waiting for his parents to come biological or adoptive someone to take him into their arms and to love him. They never showed. He was too fat for sex trade so he was sold to the mafia, it was his good luck to be bought by the Caelum family. Being put into training made him loose the weight quick and he toned up well into a gangly youth with fluffy sunshine yellow hair with sparkling diamond-like blue eyes.
“I am at a loss for words that is something you learn day one. . .told Cor he should have done what they did to me in the Izunia family.” Morana said shaking her head, downing the last of her beer.
“I will not allow Cor to take such measures with the trainees Morana. I am not going to allow such brutal treatments happen while I'm Consigliere.” Ignis retorted, he had heard this complaint of Morana several times already.
“Well if you get hit with a braided whip each time you get something wrong, you tend to remember those things quite quickly.” Morana chirped as she stood up from her seat, reaching out her right arm out the full sleeve of tattoos showing to Prompto, flowers he didn't recognize as her heavily scarred hand caressed Gladiolus' face.
“Braided whip?” Prompto squeaked, he heard the Izunia family was horrible but that horrible?
“Yes, while in training if you didn't learn your shit you got hit by the Capo Familigia himself, he's not so kind as it is when Silver Fox is when she hits you. It's more bedroom fun when she does it.” Morana said walking over to Prompto, he's taller than she is but for some reason she is more terrifying to him than Gladiolus is, who is just chuckling under his breath as he gets up to his feet towering over her.
Leaning forward Morana lifts up her tank top turning around revealing her back, it's thick with scars, burn marks as well. Thick knotted scars and what looked at one time infected burn marks that became scars. Gladiolus pulled her into his body wrapping arms around her pulling down her shirt as Prompto stared in shock at the obvious torture she had been through.
“Braided whip with the use of his blessing from Ifrit, flames. That's what you get when you do something wrong there. Be glad that here it's just food and pay docking. They even slammed you in a dungeon if you were particularly bad.”
“How come I imagine you more often than not?” Ignis quipped, rolling his eyes as he pulled out some papers to hand over to Noctis. “Those proposals you need to look over, Capo Bastone.”
“Not when that creepy woman was down there, some drug addict that live down there, quite the terror.”
“Drug addict?” Gladiolus asked, muttering in her ear, as he nuzzled into the crook of her neck.
“Yeah some blonde, strange tattoo over her chest actually flowers, sylleblossoms, I think.” Morana shrugged. “You bite on my neck anymore I'm going to have to take you on the table, Gladdy.”
“Hmm like the thought of that. . .” Gladiolus muttered, biting down on her neck teasingly, hands pressed on her hips tightly.
“Please get a room, I rather not see that happen in my presence, such things should be held for the bedroom alone. Your public displays are way to tasteless.” Ignis snorted out a snide remark as he flashed a glare at the pair, shooing them away.
“We'll use your room, Spec's it's quite spacious.” Gladiolus said happily as they left the room.
“Sorry for you having to view that. . .I will speak with them later, Capo Bastone.” Ignis apologized to Noctis who was just barely reading over the papers in front of him.
Prompto was finished his food and he was quite unsure of what was going on, he did know he was glad that he did not get bought into the Izunia Family. What Morana went through before she came to the Caelum Family was more than what he wanted to ever deal with. They accepted her so easily even though she was apart of the opposing family at one time? It made him feel good in a way because well that meant they could accept him for who he was, even if he was a child that no family had ever wanted. Turning to Noctis, who was chewing on the snake-bite lip rings as he thumbed through the papers.
“What are your thoughts about this marriage?”
“Marriage to . . .?” Prompto asked, eyes wide and concerned.
“Lunafreya Fleuret of the Izunia Family.” Ignis stated.
“Wait you're. . .”
“Prompto mouth should be closed right now.” Noctis hushed the blond quickly as he sniped at him, sending the young man quickly as he reeled back from the comment.
“You are keeping such a pretty lady under-wraps?” Prompto continued not listening to Noctis.
“Prompto!” Noctis growled, his cheeks flushed as he turned to face the blond, there was a spark of red in the normally blue eyes that sent a shiver down Prompto's spine.
“If you are trying to keep your 'secret love affair' with Lunafreya the Capo Bastone of the Izunia family secret it is quite hard to do that from me.” Ignis spoke up a wry smile on his face as he pressed the thin framed glasses up his nose.
“WHAT?” Noctis whined loudly face-palming as he looked over in terror.
“When you went over on your text messages two months ago I felt the need to upgrade your account but your father insisted that I find out what was getting your attention so dearly. Perhaps next time you should be a bit more secretive with your contact names, Luna with a bunch of hearts is quite obvious.”
“Damn, looking through my phone – when did you do that?”
“When you took your daily nap in my private tutoring session.” Ignis answered, as he stood up patting Noctis gently on the back heading away. “I suggest you think closely about the terms that they are giving us pending the marriage – consummation.”
“I'm sorry Capo Bastone.” Prompto said softly, as he turned to Noctis who was looking at the paragraphs for the terms.
“Don't worry about it. . .he had found me out anyways. . .Merging of the families. . .they don't have enough power to take over our family. . .we are too big how does he think he can. . .Fuck. . .”
“What is going on?” Prompto asked confused.
“Nothing you can solve, I got to go. Thanks for having dinner with me, probably not as fun as sitting with your girlfriend.”
“GIRLFRIEND? Angel is like my sister, we were in the same class together.”
“Oh you're loss then man.”
Ignis was in the kitchen back at the manor making himself a cup of Ebony when the door swung open wide, slamming against the stopper revealing Morana her hair all a mess, her shirt on inside out and her pant zipper not pulled up. He shook his head, he had stopped blushing at such displays from her a while ago but mentally he still was blushing at the thought of what she had just been doing with Gladiolus, it almost made him jealous of the Soldier.
“Could you at least fix your pants?” Ignis asked as he grabbed a second cup handing it to her as she, was still in a sex-high daze.
“Stop staring at my crotch, Scientia. Not like you would know what to do anyways.” Morana rolled her eyes.
Ignis bite his lip, he really wanted to snipe back he really wanted to press her against the counter and kiss her to rid her of those foolish notions that he didn't know how to please a woman. Just because he was not like Gladiolus and grinding against her body all day didn't mean he didn't know how to make a woman scream his name in pleasure. Instead he grabbed the pot of fresh coffee and poured it into her cup.
“Something on your mind, Scientia?” Morana asked as she poured in some sugar into the coffee.
“Tell me about the blonde that was in the cellar of the Izunia Manor.”
“It was a dungeon, there was chains, cells and it was dank an' cold.” Morana argued, sipping the coffee as she leaned against the counter, running a hand through her hair untangling some of the knots.
“Dungeon – then please tell me about that woman with the sylleblossoms tattoo.” Ignis asked, reaching for the box of shortbread cookies, a weakness of the woman's her green eyes flashing to him as he opened the box long slender fingers.
“Bribing me with cookies? How childish.” Morana snapped as a smirk appeared on her face as she took the cookie from him, his fingers glancing over her scarred hand.
“I am in fact just offering a friend some snacks to restore her energy after some debauchery with her boyfriend that is all, bribery is below me.”
“Right.” Morana replied as she bit into the cookie savoring the buttery taste. “The woman didn't make much sense to be honest a lot of babbling to me, my cell was opposite of hers. She reminded me of their Capo Bastone to be honest, like they could be related. But I spoke of Luna and she hadn't a clue what I was talking about. So probably is just some other blonde, you know? I mean her brother has the same tattoo I saw on her chest but I spoke with him and he wouldn't let me speak about it, saying she's dead, murdered by our Capo Familigia.”
“Right. . .Well I am quite curious about it because that sounds a lot like Stella Nox Fleuret. His views on his family's murder is quite skewed, he probably will never see to reasoning unlike his younger sister.”
“Who is just smitten with the lazy one.” Morana commented as she reached out taking another cookie from the box.
“Be mindful of how you speak about our Capo Bastone, Tarda that would not be wise you know my position.” Ignis countered closing the lid of the box and putting them away, he let out a soft sigh.
“Hmm, right I'll be mindful for sure when I stop finding him in arcades fooling around. Anyways I'm going back to Gladiolus, thanks for the pick me up, ready for round two.”
As she walked out of the room Ignis let out a soft groan, he enjoyed his talks with her a bit too much as he was fighting back the urge to tell Morana he would give her a better 'round two' but he respected his friend and his position. He shouldn't be flirting or even consorting in such ways with lower ranks, a bane of his position. Sighing he rested his elbows on the counter, sipping the coffee his mind wandered to the information Morana told him. If that was truly Stella Nox Fleuret the Capo Bastone – who now would be technically the Capo Familigia of the Fleuret family that would mean a lot to the current predicament the families were in. He needed to know for sure if it was her, of course he couldn't allow suspicion to be risen until he got all of the details – the facts straight. Morana wasn't always reliable when it came to remembering things, the Izunia family did a lot of torture to you if you failed them before she got as talented as she was now she did a lot of failing.
“I will have to see what I can do about this. . .before I talk to Regis about it, he would like to know that his lover was alive after all these years no matter what her mental and physical state is.”
