#promptit

[impatient-traveler]

Can we please appreciate my boy Prom’s muscular arms? His precious, Mighty Niff Noodles~? 

[comminuta]

@promptit

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! YOU LIVE IN A ZOO! YOU DON’T ACTUALLY LOOK LIKE A MONKEY! & YOU DEF DON’T SMELL LIKE ONE TO!

you’re honestly so freaking sweet like omggg???? i haven’t known u for very long but lemme let u that ilu & u r amazeballs!! i love you as a person as well as your blob & portrayal of prom like AHHHH MY SUNSHINE CHILD!!! i love following u so much & i kno i’m not the only one!!! you deserve all the sunshine & happiness & rainbows & flowers & love & smiles that this world has to give bc you’re just awesome & amazing & ahhhhhhhhh ilusm maaaaaan

- love fergie & so many other ppl

[noctit-blog1]

                                 ❛     Why  are  you  looking  at  me  like  that?  Did  your  camera  break  again?     ❜ @promptit // SC

[martyrwept]

holds ur hand

—-♕ Fingers slipped betwixt his own, as silkened skin traced over calloused flesh. Heat pressed into heat, a content sigh passed through those lips so red.Underneath the indigo sky was the two, wrapped in cloaks of blue, an endless garden of sylleblossoms. Voluptuous splotches of colour they were, upon the barren wastelands --- it was here, away from chaos, that they’d found their sanctuary.Perennial softness was the kiss that’d fluttered along his cheek, a silent appreciation that’d whispered along freckles so small.  Blonde eyelashes fanned against his alabaster flesh, as a flush adorned her countenance so divine. Silver tresses mixed with sun-kissed blonde && the two slumbered under the unadulterated glow of the constellations.❝ Do you think we could do this more often?❞

It was but a silent wish, lost to the winds, yet one she’ll keep close to her heart.

[souereign-archive-blog]

@promptit​

           ❛❛ Chop, chop! Prompto! ❜❜

                  Noctis is more than a few feet ahead,                   sprinting as fast as their legs can take                  him so he can hurry to the car and out                  of the heat finally. 

[noctit-blog1]

nimble fingers held the chocolate in his hands tightly before approaching him with a smile (not without stumbling over his own two feet first). "hey, uh, happy valentine's day, noct! ... uh..." though he paused, moving just a bit closer whilst keeping his voice down for just the two of them. "babe... i... lo... l-love..." suddenly he became breathless, even sweating slightly as he gulped out of nervousness. "l-l...ove... i love you!"

                  regality  adorned  by  aloof  features  of  grandeur  fade  in  the  presence  of  the  other.  blue  eyes  softening  by  way  of  comparison    &&    even  the  annoyance  of  the  surrounding  scenery  had  been  subdued.  even  so  there’s  a  certain  awkwardness  that  covets  the  air.  whether  from  the  inexperience  of  lovers  pardoned  on  a  day  that  signifies  such  a  unity,  or  another,  less  noticeable  reason.

                  noctis  is  always  contemplating  the  former,  how  would  things  be  different  if  barriers  weren’t  cast  in  the  way  of  menial  things  such  as  garnered  affection.  for  touch  was  always  something  so  foreign  to  him,  so  subtly  unwelcome.  though  the  point  of  his  bond  with  prompto  was  always  to  obliviate  comfort  zones    &&    overcome  anxieties  where  society  was  involved.  for  norms  never  made  much  sense  to  him,  nor  did  a  holiday  based  around  LOVE   (   or  the  idea  of  it   ).  even  those  couples  that  fit  the  standard  normality  should  realize  that  it  shouldn’t  take  the  idea  of  a  holiday  to  show  how  much  you  care  for  one  another…  even  as  a  prince  he  didn’t  necessarily  understand  the  needless  spoils  that  couples  would  take  part  in.

                  yet,  who  was  he  to  judge?  given  everything  he’d  ever  desired  for  upon  the  silver  platter  of  privilege  was  always  something  he  was  used  to.  so,  forgive  him  if  his  eyebrow  cocks  at  the  gift  without  an  utter  of  a  thank  you.  nor  does  he  entirely  question  the  nature  of  prompto’s  nerves,  despite  the  stutter  of  those  words  he’s  never  heard  before,  but  knew  all  along.     ❛     This  holiday  brings  out  all  cliches  I  see  – -     ❜     his  words,  though  harsh  as  they  were,  were  muffled  by  the  distinct  taste  of  chocolate.  shoved  into  his  mouth  before  it  connected  with  prompto’s  unsuspecting  lips.

[numiinous-blog1]

promptit replied to your post: amiiciitia replied to your post: ...

^^^^^^^^ yeah i think i saw one too hold on let me see if i can find it

softly screaming

[custos-lucem-blog]

smiles wide and brings the camera up to both of their faces as he put up a unronic peace sign up. "selfie time, noct!"

he’s got one of those dorky smiles across his face, as always in these photos. “ again? i swear you take these every minute. ” he chuckled.