#luciscael

[curenone]

can u leave my gf alone y/n

❛ ❛ ㅤㅤ⸺ㅤwhat if i said no ? ㅤwhat are you going to do about it ?ㅤㅤ❜ ❜

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( he was missed | @luciscael​​ )

PROMPTO I MISS YOU

     there was never any doubt in prompto’s mind that he & noctis were friends ( though he often wondered if he was worthy of a friendship with the next king of lucis ) & yet the sudden admission through the phone still surprised him. he paused in scrolling through his most recent set of pictures, staring at the empty space above him in surprise as if the words had come from thin air & not the speaker of the phone resting next to him. finally, a smile spread across his face, & he couldn’t help but laugh.

     ❝ awwww, dude! i miss you too! ❞

     he was away on some official royal business. ignis had tried to explain it to him, but most of it had gone over prompto’s head. the important part was to know that it was taking noct, iggy & gladio away for a week. he knew without asking that he couldn’t go along, & he’d just laughed at iggy trying to apologize for it–––– he’d brushed off his proper apology, ❝ i get it, no plebs allowed! ❞ he’d even joked. but, admittedly, it had stung a bit. 

     but, prompto was over it now. totally.

     ❝ when you get back, we can hit the arcade! games & curly fries & milkshakes all day! whaddya say? ❞

     he’d probably need it after all that royal stuff. &, admittedly, prompto needed it after all his normal stuff.

      ❝ if you say no i’m telling everyone that you chickened out because you thought i’d beat your justice monsters score! ❞

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Staring at the younger male. He couldn’t help but want to roll his eyes though, he shrugged it off for the moment before he reach over and messed up the boy’s hair. He didn’t care. what was he going to do? --- Run to his father and cry about messed up hair. No. chuckling over so slightly Cor titled his head and looked the other up and down. 

“ calm down cat-boy. Before I put you throw hell-and back with training again.” 

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( * winnie the pooh prompts | @luciscael​ )

’‘ sounds like saturday night at my house. ’ calls the citadel his 'house'

    ❝ house. the most impressive structure in the entire city & he calls it house. ❞

    it was mostly said in jest as evidenced by the way prompto grinned, hands behind his head as he relaxed. he knew it was a unique circumstance, living in a place as big & grand as the citadel. while to most of the world, it was a palace filled with the history of an entire kingdom & the lineage of their rulers, to noctis it had been home first & foremost, & that some something that he would probably never fully understand. but prompto could admit that, after a time, it had become less of the place where kings reside & more of the place where his best friend lived.

    all this time later & it was still noct’s place more than anything. it just so happened that noct’s place required id & guards & sometimes a secondary escort! no big deal!

    ❝ but, hey! was that an invitation? ❞

     his house had been far too quiet lately anyways, with just him & the occasional video game music whenever he had the chance to boot up something he hadn’t beaten yet.

   ❝ you & me? saturday? bad movies? snacks? video games until 2am when iggy inevitably yells at us to go to sleep? ❞

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    ❝ i need new friends. ❞

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@luciscael​​

yeah prom do u know what i mean

     ❝ totally, dude! ❞

     no. no he doesn’t. someone please tell him what the hell he’s talking about

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( this is from last year but it's CUTE so we're ANSWERING IT HAPPY BIRTHDAY PROMPTO!!! | @luciscael )

though their friendship didn't begin til later in high school it felt as if noctis had known prompto for years longer. there would be more years to come he hoped. today was the day to commemorate that long friendship: prompto's birthday ! hardly was noctis one to go out of his way for most occasions regarding himself. it was different for others. this was his best friend after all. thinking of what to do for prompto took long as it felt every year he would wonder how to outdo himself from the years before, but he was determined. this morning ( could you believe it, the morning ? ) a vehicle arrived in front of prompto's humble abode. a chauffer up front no doubt. but this wasn't no typical vehicle... it was a chocobo carriage ! with 6 beautiful white chocobo pulling the black carriage. out came noctis from the inside of it and playfully bowing inviting prompto inside the carriage. " hey birthday boy, need a ride?" a playful smile teetered on his features. " hop in. we got some reservations to eat at. the guys should meet us there too, oh, and happy birthday !" noct would allow prompto to get in first. inside the carriage would be a big wrapped gift where he encouraged prompto to open it now. It was quite a hefty gift as well... the suspense was killing noctis actually and it showed int he way he leaned forward in his seat. inside would be a expensive professional photographer photo printer. once prompto opened it, noctis found himself smiling with his teeth. "now no running to get your photos printed. you can get all your memories done at your place."

prompto had thought for sure that he was still dreaming when he got noctis' 'on my way' text. it was no secret that noctis wasn't a morning person, but there was no denying that the text had come from his phone. though prompto considered that ignis may have sent it, he couldn't prove it, & so the only thing he could do was get up & get ready. he had already suspected that it would be some sort of surprise, but he didn't think there was any way noctis could do better than he had last year.

he had been so wrong.

he stood in his doorway slackjawed, waiting for the inevitable moment when he woke up, but it never came. there, in front of him, was a chocobo carriage. a real life chocobo carriage! he felt like a little kid on christmas morning & would have bolted for the carriage door had noctis not opened it first.

❝ as if i would ever say no to riding in a chocobo carriage! dude, this is so awesome! ❞

&, with that, he was running. stopping for just a moment to take a few pictures of the carriage ( & several more of the chocobo that pulled it ) before he finally allowed himself to enter & sit down.

❝ this is the coolest thing i've ever seen. thank you, noct! the guys are gonna be so jealous when we pull up in this!❞ & then, he caught sight of the gift, & that stopped him in his tracks.

❝ you got me a present, too? this is way too much, you're gonna spoil me! people are gonna think i'm the prince! ❞ he had stalled enough. it was clear noctis was excited for him to open his present. he'd clearly put a lot of thought into it, & prompto was curious. hardly had he begun tearing the wrapping paper before he realized what he'd received.

❝ no way. ❞

he'd talked about looking into a professional printer for years, but it had never been in his budget. he'd thought everyone had just written it off as more of his photography rambling, but the fact that this was proof that noctis had clearly been listening was more touching than the actual, physical gift in his lap.

❝ you are gonna be so sick of me printing pictures. they're gonna be everywhere. i can't wait to get home & print out all the ones i take today! ooh, maybe i'll start a scrapbook! ❞

ideas were already swirling in his brain, but they all came to a halt when he saw noctis' smile. he tried to be still, to convey the sincerity in his tone as he spoke again.

❝ thank you, dude. seriously. best birthday ever. like, ever ever. ❞

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( so many pictures to take, so little time | @luciscael​​ )

"PROMPTO! didn't pick up my calls, didn't see you at home. where'd you go buddy!"

     ❝ dude! i was on my run & i saw the cutest little dog! the owner was super nice & she let me take pictures! ❞

     he hadn’t meant to turn it into the ordeal that he had, but it was worth it getting nice shots of the dog in all sorts of poses. running, sitting, laying down, rolling over––––  they’d even taken a short walk to the park to let the little guy run around so prompto could get some action shots.

     ❝ he was adorable! & so photogenic! we ended up taking way more pictures than i thought we would, but it was worth it! ❞

     prompto had left the park with a grin on his face & promises to send the good pictures to the owner. he hadn’t touched his phone until he’d gone through them all, & only then had he seen just how many missed calls he’d had from his best bud.

     his hand rose to scratch at the back of his head, clearly a bit apologetic.

     ❝ sorry i missed your calls. i’ll make it up to you, i promise! ❞

     & then he was struck with an idea, lifting up his camera for noctis to see.

     ❝ wanna be the first to see the pictures? they’re so worth it, i promise! ❞