#noctiscrosses

[princeofnewrecepeh]

Some more pictures of @noctiscrosses AU where Noctis actually is an albino.

I slipped into this AU while playing and probably took photos of it for 5 minutes...

[securiis]

Lib is better than Nyx in bed. Pass it on.

[morethanabarcode-blog]

From here

@noctiscrosses

The small alpha eased up on his worrying. He hadn’t meant to sound so pushy about it. His anxiety easing up as he felt the hands on his shoulders. Taking a deep breath, he nodded.

“S..sorry! That was not cool of me...” Running a hand through his hair, Prompto frowned. Honestly he was just curious at first about the relationship he and the princess had. But then it grew into a bit more of a nagging worry in his mind that he...wasn’t proud of.

“It’s fine, honest. I believe you. Sorry I lost my cool...” It was so easy to forget the blond was an alpha with the way he behaved, but sometimes the worst of it came out in Prompto and it immediately made him feel guilty.

[chocobutthair-blog]

“This homework is kicking my ass.” Prompto let out a loud groan as he threw himself back on the Prince’s couch, one of his arms falling over his eyes. He had been excited to get to spend more time with his friend, but he was so tired of working on school work. Couldn’t they take a break from it every now and then?

[the-livewire-blog1]

😈

Send 😈 to slam my muse against the wall and bite into their neck with lust 

Prompto hadn’t expected that sort of reaction. He had tried to talk to Noct but ended with his back to the wall and Noctis’ teeth on his neck. He stood frozen for a moment, his mouth open in a quiet gasp. “Holy shit, Noct-” Prompto grinned and wrapped his arms around the other. “You just had to ask, y’know.”

[morethanabarcode-blog]

[ text; ] Don't freak out but I'm in the hospital.

text message starters pt. 1

@noctiscrosses

[Snow White]: Σ(,,oΔo,,*) !!!!!!

[Snow White]:  Are you okay?!

[Snow White]: Is that why you weren’t in school today!!?

[Snow White]: What happened???!

[Snow White]: It’s nothing serious is it??

[Snow White]: (๑ó⌓ò๑)

[the-livewire-blog1]

└ (i'm ready for angst)

Prompto had been running from Noct,through the train cars. He’d already missed death twice,considering the other had swung and missed. He didn’t know what waswrong, or why Noctis was angry at him. He was out of breath, unableto push himself further than what he had. Prompto put his hand up,waving it, trying to get him to stop.

He backed up, until Noct had him pinned under his arm. “Noct,please.” He didn’t know what else to do. “Can't we talkfor a sec?” But.. his reply only stung.Noctis didn't want to talk. He looked at him, trying to think.Prompto hardly had the time unfortunately, as soon as Noct had spoke,'Never', the sword wasin his hands. He'd tried. He'd tried to get away but he only watchedas Noctis moved, thrusting the sword through his torso.

Prompto's face twisted in painand he tried so hard to keep from crying out. He immediately began tocry, but it didn't seem like he noticed them. He reached, wrappinghis hands around the sword. He was shaking, he noticed it then. Whenhis hands reached to touch the sword, he'd noticed how badly he wasshaking. Prompto's legs wanted to give out from underneath him but hecouldn't. Reaching back with his other hand, he felt it stick out ofhis back, going up at an angle, going through and into the wall.

He was pinned.That only brought more fear. Why was Noct so mad? Why was he so upsetat him? “N-Noct.” It was hard to talk. He'd been impaled, thesword going right through his stomach. “I'm sorry?” He tried toplead his case still, tried to figure out what was wrong. “M-MaybeI can help you? I don't know what I did, but I want to fix it...”Prompto sniffled, feeling warm blood begin to leak out of the sides.

He tried so hard to not cry. Hereally did. He sucked his lower lip in, biting it harshly to try andfocus. Prompto couldn't move but he looked like a trapped animal. Hewas tensed up, shying away from him, fear in his eyes. His legswobbled from underneath him but he was afraid of putting more weighton the sword. He let go of it, reaching and wiping away tears.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry Noct.”Then, he raised his hands, trying to show how much of a threat hewasn't. “Please...don't hurt me anymore.. I-I'll leave... if that's what you want..I-I'll be fine on my own, right?” Prompto wanted reassurance. Heneeded someone to hughim. He just wanted to cry and have someone hold him all through it,but he couldn't. He didn't feel like he had that anymore. Prompto'sadrenaline started crashing, making it harder to stand on his feet,to stay awake.

He looked down, staring out aheadbut not quite seeing what was in front of him. His eyes were waterystill, but no more tears fell. Then, he shut his eyes, pleading thatNoct got it over with...

[culinarystrategist]

slurred words

Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.

@noctiscrosses

“What kind of a person doesn’t like puns? At the risk of sounding traitorous, is that the kind of king we want? Is that the kind of king we need? I thought I’d done a good job of raising him. I thought I’d helped shape and mould him into a good future ruler, but then he hits me with the, ‘I hate puns, Iggy’ and suddenly I no longer know who I’m dealing with! Disappointment doesn’t even begin to cover it. Did I do something wrong? Have I somehow failed in the full scope of my duties? I can only hope that it’s like that time he decided he hated flushing the toilet and he’ll grow out of it.”