#oldernoctisweek

[mysteriousbean5]

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@oldernoctisweek day 7: free day, a collab with @mathclasswarfare

Please enjoy this lovely little fic, and remember that those we have loved and lost are still looking out for us.❤

[demonarekkusu]

@oldernoctisweek | Day 7 | Prompt: Free

[reginarossa]

Older Noctis Week day 1 - Dawn

I have no sketch to show this time so here’s the original pic of the King in all his majestic glory. 

[grxmoire]

A Beautiful Sunrise

My entry for @oldernoctisweek for the day one prompt dawn/immortal 

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rating: gen

The sun felt warm on Noct's face, though he didn't think it should have. Really, he shouldn't be feeling anything.

He was dead after all, if the light passing through his hands was anything to go by.

But did still feel, still felt the pain in his chest, still felt the bruises littered across his body, still felt his friends tears drenched into his clothes.

And, most importantly, he could feel the sun on his cheeks.

Ignis, Gladio and Prompto stood beside him in the dawn, each shaken with pain and loss but beaming with something Noctis could only call pride. They were proud of him.

They would take good care of all he left behind, they would take good care of each other. Something peaceful settled in him at the thought and the sunlight grew warmer, brighter, passed through him with more ease.

He was fading away, but he wasn't going to be gone, not really. The bond between the four of them was too strong, a part of him was still alive with them. It always would be, as a part of them would always be with him.

Their bond would outlive all of them, he doubted it would fade after a hundred years, a thousand, even. It may have just been wishful thinking but he swore he could feel that too and it thrummed hard in his chest, though it wasn't there anymore.

Crystal tears poured down his cheeks and he smiled as the sunlight tore apart his afterimage, the dawn cascading down across Insomnia promising hope, and love, and strength across all it touched.

This wasn't the end, this was a beautiful beginning, a beautiful sunrise.

[mathclasswarfare]

The Last

Noctis enjoys one last dinner with his friends before telling them his fate. 

For @oldernoctisweek Day 6: King’s day off / Coronation

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It’s truly amazing that Ignis managed to make lasagna on a camp stove—and it turned out so well. Noctis eats slowly, savoring the gooey deliciousness. He really missed eating. Food is good.

Looking up and across the fire pit, he catches Prompto grinning at him and returns the smile. They’ve been doing this a lot, since Noctis got back from that other place.

Continue reading on A03

[mysteriousbean5]

@oldernoctisweek day2: time traveling

Thank you @mathclasswarfare for asking me to collaborate with you, I may have broke my own heart with this, but it’s worth it!

Please read the beautiful fic here and cry with me

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[fuckyeaholdernoctis]

OlderNoctisWeek: Prompt Voting Time

It’s finally time to vote for the prompts! You can pick as many prompts as you want. The poll will stay open until August 25.

[Link to the poll]

[fuckyeaholdernoctis]

OlderNoctisWeek - Prompt suggestions!

We are hosting a week for older Noctis and currently we are looking for prompts! So feel free to submit any prompt ideas you have! You have time until August 7