𖥦 ˖ ࣪ ִֶָ what happens if a gunslinger met another gunslinger who’s gun is more highly advanced.
★ ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ ) › prompto x gn!reader — fluff , dragon raja au
not my best one but i’ve been busy so i won’t be able to write long ones for now, don’t worry i’m not leaving and there will be a pt. 2
tw:: guns
“woah… who’s that?” i asked admiring the person who was beside cindy, “hm? i heard they name is y/n, i did some research on them before, they from a place that got destroyed a few years ago called black swan bay.” ignis answered as i continued to stare at them.
i looked away as they turned around almost catching my stares, they smiled before turning back to talking to cindy, “ah! there they are!” cindy exclaimed dragging the h/c person over, “this is y/n! they’ve been here for awhile but had to leave because of a mission!” cindy explained.
“hi…” they waved with a nervous smile, “greetings, i’m ignis, this is noctis, gladio, and prompto.” ignis introduced as they smiled, “prompto’s are photographer.” i tensed up when ignis bought that up. “hm? really! may i see them?” they asked walking up to me, “u-uh, sure- their in the car, i’ll go get them.” i stuttered, i saw in the corner of my eyes noct smirking.
i playfully glared at him making him roll his eyes before chuckling, i gave the camera to them, “here.” they smiled, clicking through the pictures as we leaned against regalia. “these are nice, prompto, thank you.” they handed the camera back, “n-no problem.” stop stuttering, prompto.
“hm?” i noticed a thing floating beside their head before they pushed it away, “sorry, i have to go, gotta head back to cassel college.” cindy crossed her arms, “caeser? isn’t it?” “yeah, he won’t stop bickering.” y/n rubbed their hair, the floating thing beside them forming into a motorcycle. they turned to us, “you guys wanna come or?” they asked as i nodded my head with excitement.
they smiled hopping onto their motorcycle, “then get into your car.” we did what they said before waving goodbye to cindy as ignis followed y/n, “do you guys wanna take a short cut?!” they yelled as i saw a smirk appear on their face, “sure?” noctis yelled back making y/n nod before a portal appeared in front of us as we saw the place called cassel collage.
“welcome to cassel collage!” they introduced, a lot of people waving at y/n. “you guys can wander but not to far, i gotta go talk to somebody-“ they got cut off when a siren went off, “what? why now!” they cussed underneath their breath before two gun appeared in their hand.
“sorry but i gotta take care of something! you guys go help people evacuate!” “we can help!” prompto refused as noctis nodded, y/n hesitated before nodding, “only two of you! two of you guys go help the civilians evacuate!” ignis and gladio nodded before running off, “you guys ready?” they asked before a snarl— no, multiple snarls was heard infont of them.
“that was… awesome!” prompto exclaimed as the civilians cheered, y/n was panting, wiping off the blood they puked, “i like how your cheerful from the experience.” they pointed out before passing out, “y/n! ah! i told you not overwork yourself.” a red head came in, catching the fainting person.
“hehe, sorry.” they coughed up more blood before relaxing a bit, noctis was chatting with ignis before they saw the h/c person faint, “what happened?” the red head shook her head, “they have a condition where they cough up blood if they overwork themselves.” she explained, carrying the said person up, “i’m NoNo.” they said before leaving.
prompto still concerned, he wandered to the trio, “can they come with us on are roadtrip? please..” prompto begged as noctis scratched their head, “uh, i guess. they seem trustworthy.” noctis agreed leaving gladio wide mouthed at how easily noctis could agree. prompto cheered.
“you’re joking, right?” noctis shook his head before shrugging, “i’m not.” gladio facepalmed at his friend idiotic actions, guess the last thing to do is to get an answer from y/n who was currently going through hell.
Uhhhh it's raining as I write this and I have big feels for my baby
AU I guess idk just fluff
The rain poured down as you cuddled into your boyfriend's side. There was soft lofi music playing in the background as you read a book and he played King's Knight on his phone. You were both sitting on the bed of your shared bedroom, enjoying some downtime.
"Wow, it sure is going down hard out there." He said as he looked out the window.
"I'd be out there if it weren't for the lightning." You sighed.
He put his arm around you and rubbed your side.
"I know, babe, but we can't have you getting struck by lightning, can we?"
"Wasn't there a guy who got struck like 7 times and still survived?"
"I mean yeah but he got his eyebrow burned off and I happen to think yours are very cute."
"Did you seriously just call my eyebrows cute?"
You both started giggling after that. The best feeling is uncontrollable laughter that only happens when you're with someone you love. After the laughter calmed down you put your book down and faced him.
"Well, I think you also have cute eyebrows."
He gave you a bright smile and kissed your cheek before putting down his phone.
"It's getting late." You said, punctuated by your stomach rumbling.
"Good thing these guns," Prompto flexed his arms, "are also great for chopping and cooking food!"
You shot up from your position on the bed.
"Oh my gods I am not letting you burn down the kitchen again."
"Okay, first of all, I didn't burn it down. Second, it was only twice."
"Two times too many." You mumbled as you pulled him in for a quick kiss and headed for the kitchen.
"Holy Shiva." You cursed as another shiver raked through your body. A blanket and the warmth radiating from the campfire were proving not enough to overpower the cold feeling that had taken over your form. To be fair the crocheted blanket that Iris had lovingly made you had a lot of gaps in it which only allowed the wind to poke at you from all angles. At least your heart was warm, right?
You and the boys had stopped at a haven near the Rock of Ravatogh to gear up for a major hunt that promised a significant amount of gil. However, as you all began setting up camp a chilly wind had cascaded down from the mountains and surrounded the haven with an icy breeze. Unfortunately for you, your only jacket had been torn to shreds in an encounter with a coeurl a week earlier and it being the middle of summer you had not foreseen the need to replace it so soon. The glacian had just climbed to the number one spot on your divine being hit list.
Hearing your spout of discomfort Prompto flicked his eyes away from his phone to check on you.
"Still cold sweetie?" He cooed, sprawled out on his lawn chair. You were surprised he even heard you through your chattering teeth.
Letting out a shakey breath you nodded vigorously and curled in deeper into your blanket, knees coming to rest against your chest. You were already as close as possible to the fire as you could be without getting roasted alive and as another shiver moved it's way up your spine you seriously contemplated throwing yourself in. Those flames looked so inviting; like they could just wrap you in their warmth and--
"Y/N." He called gently, gaze falling to you but a moment before returning to his screen. You snapped out the fire's trance and looked to your boyfriend. Rising from his seat, he dragged the camping chair towards the heat all the while still managing to keep his eyes glued to his phone. As he plopped back down into his relaxed position he outstretched his arms to you.
You smiled brightly and emerged out of your cocoon of blankets, revealing Prompto's bright orange chocobo hoodie. You were on the man in seconds, eager to escape Shiva's caresses. Burying yourself in Prompto's chest his arms quickly encircled you in an embrace. Your legs dangled next to his off the side of the chair and you sighed contently enjoying both the warm from the fire and your Prompto.
He giggled when he felt you nuzzle his neck.
"Why didn't you come cuddle with me if you were cold, silly." He playfully scolded.
"I dunno, you looked busy." You yawned and curled your back giving it a good stretch.
He clicked his tongue and tore his eyes away from the screen to look into yours. The proximity and intensity of those cerulean eyes added a rosiness to your cheeks.The firelight only seemed to illuminate them more.
"Heh." Noctis snickered from his chair on the other side of the fire. Prompto quickly returned his gaze to his phone and gasped in horror.
"NOCT HOW" He exclaimed, vigorously tapping the screen in a frantic attempt to counter the prince's attack in King's Knight.
You chuckled at his reaction and settled deeper into his lap. You alternated your attention from the screen to Prompto's focused features; eyebrows furrowed, a slight bite to the inside of his cheek.
Before long you became invested in their round and found yourself trying to help strategize.
"Noct move your troops to the west he's more heavily armed on the east side." You interjected.
Prompto let out an exaggerated whine when Noctis' troops crushed his western forces.
"Y/N stop helping him I thought we were on the same side." He pouted, puffing his cheeks.
"Hehe sorry you look so cute when your concentrating though." You smiled. It was now his turn for his face to flush a shade of crimson that could rival the flames that danced in front of you.
"Whatever, I'm going to win anyway." He mumbled.
"Hmm I don't know it looks like Noct is destroying you." You teased. This offered a laugh from the prince and a huff from your boyfriend. You giggled at his pout and poked his cheeks lovingly. He couldn't hold back the smile, though he tried, and nuzzled the side of his head into yours lovingly. You stayed nestled comfortably between his arms for a while before he jerked forward causing you to yelp.
"HAH YOUR DEFENSES ARE GONE." He shouted excitedly, adjusting you so you were pressed close to his chest once again as he wiggled back into his original position. Noctis groaned in annoyance and leaned further into his phone screen.
"Did you see that, Y/N?" Prompto asked excitedly, looking down at you and beaming. That smile of his was contagious and you returned one of your own.
"My hero." You hummed and lifted a hand up to caress the side of his face while pressing a kiss to his cheek.
Another story I wrote with fluff this time 😊 No trigger warnings necessary 😊 Enjoy and please leave some comments if you liked it 😄
~ Word Count : 1,463
Scenario: Your best friend Prompto confesses his feelings for you while painting your apartment.
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As the sunlight peeked into your window that Saturday morning, you felt the bright light shine onto your face, causing you to wake up. You opened your eyes slowly and rolled over on your bed to face the other way, stretching while hiding under your sheets. You were so comfortable in your bed and just wanted to sleep in all day but the the sun’s bright light wasn’t letting you.
“I really have to get darker curtains”, you said with a sigh.
Suddenly, your phone started ringing on the dresser next to your bed. You rolled back over and reached over to grab it wondering who would be bothering you so early in the morning only to see it was your best friend Prompto calling. You smiled weakly and answered the phone to speak to him.
“H-hello?”, you said, your voice sounding so groggy.
“Goooodddmorning sleeping beauty! It’s time to get up!”, Prompto said cheerfully on the phone.
“But whyyy, it’s Saturdayyy”, you whined.
“Uhhh maybe you forgot that today I’m supposed to go over and help you paint your apartment”, he replied.
You slapped your forehead lightly in realization that he was right.
“Oh shit, you’re right, I totally forgot. Sorry Prom”, you said. “I’ll get up now”.
He chuckled at your response. “Well good because breakfast is on me. I’m bringing your favorite muffins and coffee. See ya in 20”, Prompto said.
“You’re the best”, you replied and hung up the phone.
As you got up to go to the bathroom, you looked at yourself in the mirror. Your hair was a mess and you looked so pale from having your beauty sleep but you still smiled at your reflection. Today was finally the day to paint your apartment. You had dreaded having all your walls white for so long and so you wanted something new. Considering that Prompto was your best friend, you felt that he was the perfect person to help you with the job. Speaking of Prompto, your heart couldn’t stop racing at the thought of him coming over. You didn’t know what had gotten into you, but lately, all you wanted to do was see him. You reached for your phone and checked his contact picture. It was a photo of you two the day you and the guys went to Galdin Quay. You had so much fun that day laughing with Prompto, taking pictures together and running away as he chased you into the water. It was the best day ever and since then, you started to have feelings for him. You thought it was a feeling that would go away but it never did.
After shaking the thoughts out of your head and freshening up, you changed into clothes you didn’t mind getting paint on. You then walked to the living room as your eyes widened to see that you never prepared to have your house painted. You ran your hands through your hair as they landed on your hips realizing that you still had picture frames hanged up and your furniture was pressed against the wall.
“I really have to stop procrastinating”, you said to yourself with a sigh. “I had a whole week to do this”.
Looking to your right, you saw the paint that would go on your walls in the living room. It was a light cream color which was perfect because it would get rid of that plain white paint on your walls but would still keep your apartment looking nice and bright. Since Prompto was going to take a little while to get to your apartment, you spent the next 20 minutes taking off picture frames from your wall and moving furniture to the center of the room.
After a while, there was a knock on your door. Your heart raced knowing it was Prompto and boy were you right. You walked over to open it only to be greeted by Prompto holding a closed paper bag in front of his face with a happy face drawn on it. You laughed as Prompto said in a funny voice, “Hello (Y/n). I’m Mr. Muffin, and I am here to sacrifice my life for your hunger needs.”
You shook your head as you continued to laugh at his joke. “You’re so funny Prom”.
He lowered the bag from his face and looked at yours. “Well thank you, it’s what makes me special”, he said grinning.
You thanked him as you both went inside and enjoyed your breakfast and chatted for a bit until it was time to start painting. You both put plastic covers on your furniture and began to get to work. He grabbed the paint roller on the floor and began to paint large portions on one wall while you focused on another.
Prompto looked over to his right and suddenly became distracted with how beautiful you looked. It’s not like this was the first time he noticed your striking features but today felt a little different. You looked so cute focusing on the task in front of you, never taking your eyes off the wall. The sun was shining through the window on your hair and your eyes were glowing just like the day you two and the guys went to Galdin Quay. He remembered how he chased you around because he wanted you to get in the water. He remembered your smile, your laugh and just everything about you. He wanted to hear that everyday. He really liked you since then but unfortunately, he just never had the confidence to say anything. He had to do something quick before it was too late.
Without thinking twice, he grabbed his paint roller full of paint and pressed it all over ur back.
You gasped and and lifted ur hands in shock as you turned to look at Prompto.
“I know you did not just roll paint on me”, you said as your voice still with shock. Prompto stepped back and looked at you nervously thinking he made you upset until you smirked at him.
“Two can play that game so get ready. You just started a war”, you said as you grabbed your paint roller full of paint and chased him around your living room.
“Oh crappp” he said laughing and ran around ur living room trying to dodge your attacks until you got paint on his hair.
“Oh nooo my perfectly groomed hairrrrrr!” he shrieked, as he put a pouty face. All you could do was laugh.
“That’s what you get for painting the back of my shirt!” you said, still laughing at him.
“Oh, I got you now”, he said and went to chase you but tripped over his own feet and landed on top of you on the sofa which was thankfully covered in plastic.
“Astrals, Prom you okay?” you said, giggling with Prompto but stopped when you noticed Prompto staring at you seriously.
“Prom?”, you said.
“It’s now or never”, Prompto thought to himself as he leaned down towards your face and kissed you. You were so caught off guard so you hesitated a bit so he stopped and looked away embarrassed.
“Sorry”, he said. “ I just…”
“No, Prom, look at me”, you said worried.
You reached your right hand towards his chin motioning him to look at you. He looked so flustered, as his cheeks were a bright red. You then reached your hand behind his head and leaned him towards you until his lips came in contact with yours.
His lips were so soft and he had the aftertaste of the muffins and coffee you guys had earlier. Things started to get a little heated between you two but he was still gentle as ever as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. You accepted it, as you started making out with him, tangling your hands in his hair despite the paint. After a few minutes, he pulled apart his lips from yours, still looking embarrassed.
“I-I cannot believe that just happened”, he said as he sat up out of breath.
You sat up as well and looked at him. Your heart was racing and you were out of breath as well.
“Me either”, you said.
Prompto then looked at you.
“I-I just…I really like you (Y/n). I know we’re best friends but I want to be more than that. I want you to be mines.”
You smiled shyly. “Me too”, you replied.
His eyes widened as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
“R-really?”, he said.
“Yea”, you said, feeling your face turn red.
“Wow (Y/n)…so um… would you like to be my girlfriend?”
“Yes”, you said with a huge smile. “Thought you would never ask”, kissing him once more.
You guys never finished painting that day.
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Author’s Note: If you’re looking for angst, I have a story I wrote a few days ago with Noctis and the Reader. Click the link below to check it out 😊
could you do an imagine where Prompto's s/o just loves spoiling and cuddling him telling him how great & cute he is?
I couldn’t contain my excitement as I knocked on the door, fidgeting in the spot as I waited for him to answer.
Soon enough, the door opened to reveal Prompto, who observed me in a daze
“Hi!” I greeted him, holding up the small cake I had bought for him and flashing him my brightest smile.
“Y/N! What are you doing here?” His blue eyes grew wide with surprise.
“Wanted to come by and spend some time with you”
“But… I haven’t done my hair, and I’m in my pijamas!”
Indeed, his blond hair was flat and not stylized as usual and he wore a lose t-shirt and comfortable pants. He wasn’t even wearing shoes, he was barefoot.
“It’s okay” I reassured him, chuckling a little.
“No it’s not! You’re here and I look like this? I’m a mess, and you-“ I shut him up with a kiss on the lips, which made him sigh in content and calm down.
“You look adorable, Prompto” I assured him as I came in, giving him the cake.
My boyfriend absently closed the door as he stuttered and tried to complain.
As Prompto stood there, holding the cake in his hands and pouting as he turned to watch me, I simply sat down on the couch and patted the spot next to mine.
“What are you really doing here, Y/N?” He asked me, placing the cake in the table as he obliged and sat down.
“Well, you’ve been working really hard and stressing a lot lately with the Crownsguard stuff and all” I said as I moved to sit in his lap instead, giving him a loving Eskimo kiss. “So I’m here to spoil you and make sure you relax and have a break”
“Aw, Y/N” His hands casually rested on my hips as he tried to hide the fact that he was blushing because of all the attention. “You didn’t have to!”
“But I want to” I placed my arms around his neck and observed him smugly. “I mean, I’ll leave if I’m bothering you”
“Nah, you... you can stay” Prompto coolly shrugged one shoulder. “It’s okay”
“You don’t seem too eager” I started to stand up from his lap. “So maybe I’ll just leave”
“Okay, I really really want you to stay” Urgently, his arms wrapped around my frame to keep me in place.
I grinned when I obtained the desire response and hugged him tight to celebrate.
Then I stood up and grabbed the cake again, trying to entice him with it.
“But a cake, Y/N?” He complained, even if his eyes seemed hungry as they stared at it.
“It’s not even chocolate cake!” I defended myself. “It’s strawberry!”
“It’s strawberry cheesecake” He whined in a childish tone, pouting as well. “So much sugar!”
“No, strawberry is a fruit!”
“Just because it’s strawberry flavored-“
“You can break the diet just this one time, c’mon!”
“You know what?” My boyfriend smirked, slightly standing up to get ahold of me again. “I prefer you instead”
“Wooo!” I squeaked as he dragged me back into his lap, flashing me a bright and innocent smile.
“Tell me, why are you here again?” It was obviously flirting, judging by the playful sexy tone he used, yet I turned my answer around to fluster him a bit.
“Because you are a cutiepie and I love you and because you deserve a break and to be spoiled by me” I booped his nose cutely to accompany my words.
I grinned widely when I noticed he started to blush.
“Aw, Y/N!” It was halfway between a complaint and a praise.
“You look adorable when you blush, Prom” I playfully insisted, wrapping my arms around his neck again.
“Stop it!” He hid his face on my shoulder, even though his hands were pulling me closer to him.
“What?” I chuckled, unable to keep a straight face. “It’s true! You’re too cute!”
“I’m warning you!”
“What are you gonna do to me, sweetie? Kiss me?”
“I might! Or, or!” He exclaimed, making a self-proclaimed important face. “I won’t kiss you! How ‘bout that?”
I tilted my head and stared at him with a smug expression. He held my glance, defiant as well, even though his confident exterior soon broke.
He pouted when he realized what I tried to convey with my face. His punishment would also affect him, and there was no way he would refrain from kissing me. Prompto loved smooches and cuddles even more than I did.
“Fine, I cannot not kiss you” My boyfriend gave in in the end.
Grinning widely in triumphant, I held his face in place and kissed him in the cheek. Prompto blushed vividly in response.
“So what do you wanna do today, handsome?”
If that was possible, he blushed even more at my flirtatious words. Gods, Prompto was always so damn adorable and precious!
Showing me that unique wide bright grin of his, he turned his face to me. There were still remnants of red in his cheeks under his freckles.
“Cuddles and videogames?” I guessed, tenderly smiling at him.
“Cuddles and videogames!” Prompto threw his arms up in the air in celebration.
I fondly watched him as he carefully sat me on the couch and nimbly stood up to prepared the console, giving me one of the controllers as he happily plopped down next to me again.
It had been a way since I had seen him so relaxed and so genuinely excited. He deserved a break from all the stress, and to feel how much I loved him.
*
The silence had established in the living room, yet we were so comfortable that we didn’t need to say anything.
Prompto and I had finished eating a few pieces of the delicious cake and were currently cuddling and watching TV –after we stopped playing, since Prompto was far too experienced and he kept winning, and losing over and over again was boring for me –even if we weren’t paying too much attention to it but to each other instead.
I was sitting in his lap again, comfortably resting my side against his chest as his arms calmly wrapped around my form. My face was pressed to his neck, even though I would look up to him every now and then, to which he reciprocated the glance lovingly and with a heartfelt and smitten smile.
I chuckled to myself when I realized the silly goose had accidentally stained his chin with cake. Prompto didn’t realize, he was too busy playing with his phone and glancing at the TV occasionally.
Finding this amusing and cute, I started giggling under my breath, resting over his shoulder as I tried to suffocate the laughter.
“What are you little rascal laughing about?” It seemed like I hadn’t done a good job at hiding my amusement, because he noticed. “You up to something?”
Prompto looked down to me, suspicious yet smiley.
“You have cake on your chin, you dork” I rested an elbow on his shoulder and hoisted myself up so I wasn’t slouched against him.
“Aw, you’re looking after me!” He mumbled as I rubbed a thumb over the residue of cake to clean it off him.
As I was almost done, I noticed a flash of light that made me turn my head. Just to see Prompto pointing his phone at us and probably documenting the moment.
“What are you doing?”
“You’re adorable, I’m taking a picture!”
“Selfie time?”
“Selfie time”
I moved to sit next to him and got as close to him as I could, posing to the camera on his phone as he prepared to take another photo.
Our heads brushed against each other as we were so close, and Prompto put his free arm around my shoulders. I gladly allowed him and posed by sticking my tongue out and making a goofy face.
Excitedly bouncing up in the seat, Prompto turned the phone around to see the result of the selfie.
“Don’t do silly faces, Y/N! I want a normal photo, just smiling” He whined, pouting at me. “Pretty pleeeease?”
“That’s boring!” I was just teasing him a bit, feeling extremely playful.
“C’mon, just one! A nice cute normal photo” His arm slid down my shoulders and around my waist, where he gently dug his fingers in my side to nudge me. “Pretty please, with sugar on top?”
“Fine” I said with a big grin, wondering how he didn’t see through the fake innocent gesture.
When he cheerfully prepared to take another selfie with me, I winked an eye and made another ugly and silly face, trying not to laugh.
I, however, started laughing out loud when the photo was taken and my boyfriend was about to see the screen to check out the new photo we had just taken.
“Stop it!” As soon as he did, Prompto bumped his shoulder against mine as he prepared the camera on his phone to take more photos.
“What if I don’t want to?” I challenged him, lifting an eyebrow in that way that he always said was so cool and attractive.
He pursed his lips together at the sight and frowned with determination.
Very slowly, he put his phone back on his pocket, always keeping eye contact. It was how I knew he was definitely up to something.
“Prom…?” I asked, putting my hands before me in a defense mechanism.
Next, his mouth elaborated a very wide and mischievous grin that confirmed my suspicions. The following second, he was lunging at me so we both lied down on the couch and mercilessly digging his fingers in my ribs, my sides and my stomach to tickle me.
Prompto had found out I was extremely ticklish soon after we started dating, and he always used it to his advantage. Especially because, according to him, it was adorable and hilarious to see me laughing at the top of my lungs and squirming under him because of something as simple as it was tickling me.
“I surrender!” I begged, trying to push him off me. “Have mercy on me!”
What Prompto didn’t know but definitely was noticing, was that I always ended up out of breath and a complete mess until I recovered.
“That’s what I thought” He chuckled, taking the opportunity to give me a chaste kiss on the lips. “Now let’s take that cute selfie”
“Give me a moment… to catch my breath” I clumsily combed my hair, as it had become messy due to rolling around in the couch trying to escape his tickling.
“It’s not like you ran a marathon or anything” Prompto giggled, lying down on top of me yet resting his body weight in his arms as they rested in the seat.
I lied there on the couch, watching him from that position, until his eyes shone with a happy glint and a smile appeared on his lips. That beautiful bright smile that made my heart flutter.
Then, very slowly, he inched closer to me. Another kiss arrived to my lips, and I happily reciprocated.
When we broke away, I noticed Prompto was lovingly staring at me. That much attention and the utmost love and adoration reflected in his eyes flustered me.
“What are you staring at me like that for?”
“You’re just so beautiful” He replied, completely smitten.
“Gods, Prompto” Embarrassed, I covered my face with my hands.
“What? It’s true!” Giggling, his kind hands gently moved mine to reveal my face.
As soon as he had access to it, he planted a small kiss to my nose and made me giggle in giddiness.
“I’m supposed to be spoiling you, not the other way around!”
Taking advantage that he was leaning his hands on the seat I was lying in not to squash me with his weight, I shoved one of his arms so he tucked under his own weight.
He squeaked at the sudden movement as he tried his best not to heavily land on me still. A smile was plastered on his lips nonetheless as he rested over his side.
“Go ahead then” Prompto encouraged me, playfully smirking at me.
I turned to lie on my side as well and shook my head. He laughed as the both of us snuggled closer to each other and shared the small space of the couch.
“You’re all shy and flustered!” His hand rested in my back as he mischievously pushed me against him, also teasing me.
I resigned to linger on my silence as I hid my face on his chest, sulking in compliance. However, that posture was extremely comfortable and cozy.
Our bodies glued to each other, our legs intertwined and fingers laced against each other. I timidly looked up at him and we locked eyes in silent awe.
“You know what, Prom? You’re adorable” I piped up, sweetly smiling at him. “You’re kind and caring, not to mention fun and innocent and warm and-“
“Okay, I get it” To shut me up, Prompto lovingly pecked my lips. “Call it a truce”
“You got it, sugar” I knew by his expression that he was adoring all those nicknames.
For the rest of the day, we kept on cuddling and goofing around. Perhaps Prompto appreciated the fact that I had gone out of my way to provide him with affection and attention and spoil him, but it had actually been one of the best days ever for me too.
Outline: You help Prompto get the perfect shot for his portfolio.
Song: Paris Nights/New York Mornings by Corinne Bailey Rae
You've taken me up so high. Don’t let me down.
My boots tapped against the pavement in a lulling rhythm as I strolled down the vacant street. The slumbering town lay at a peaceful rest and was accented by the orange streetlights. The horizon stretched behind the lights and gave view to the purplish hue illuminating from its foundation. The violet rays dashed into what remained of the night sky and reflected off the wispy clouds.
I smiled at the signs of the rising Sun and looked down at my hands, clasping at the camera hanging from neck. My thumbs played with the dials in anticipation as I neared the sidewalk to my right. I peered up at the apartment complex overshadowing the walkway and followed the path to the base of the ascending staircase. I kept my eyes on the main entrance, feeling warmth crawling up the back of my neck as the Sun greeted the start of the day.
I swallowed hard and looked at my thumbs, avoiding the urge to reach for my phone. My ears perked when I heard the creaking of the large door opening and clasping shut shortly afterward. I could not control the grin that flashed my teeth when I saw you start down the stairs. I swallowed again and attempted to steady my breathing as my heart raced. My chin lowered when a burning sensation started at my cheekbones. I shook my head slightly, knowing that I could not hide, so I succumbed to my undying need to gawk at you like a frightened child.
The way your hair blowed with the subtle breeze and framed your flawless features stunned me. Your gorgeous smile was enrapturing. Somehow, when your eyes lit up it could bring brightness to my darkest days and sweep me out of my sorrows. Then, your laugh would make me forget whatever was going through my mind at the moment. It would be cliché to say that time stopped when I was around you, but every time we were near nothing else mattered. I always thought people were being dramatic when they said things like that, but when I experienced it for myself I fell head over heels.
“Are you ready? I dressed up a little bit. Does this look okay?” You asked and gave me a twirl, nearly killing me on the spot.
“Y-Yeah!” My voice cracked, “Y-You look…Amazing! You look amazing!”
(Smooth.)
“Looks like the Sun is coming up. It’s the golden hour. You know what that means,” You beamed.
My voice was small, “…The perfect lighting.”
“The perfect lighting,” You confirmed and laced your arm through mine, “Let’s get to the field!”
I stumbled when you pulled me back to the street, crossing briskly when you found a clearing.The tall blades of grass scraped across our legs as we journeyed to the middle of the field. The scenery danced with the wind, swaying calmly to its beat. Though it was a surreal sight, it could not distract me from when you pulled away and positioned yourself in the middle of the landscape. Once you found your perfect spot, you placed your hands on your hips and gave me a shy, reserved smile.
Everything collected together to create a remarkable shot. The rays of sunlight shimmered across the grass and highlighted your skin, causing it to glow. The skyline was a combination of cool and warm colors that blurred into a palette of absolute beauty. Your smile brightened when you saw my stunned face, stirring laughter from deep within. My index finger pressed the power button on my camera as your nose crinkled and your eyes creased. I brought the viewfinder up to my eye and mindlessly snapped the shot. The flash signaled that your image was captured without you “being ready for it”, causing you to protest:
“Hey! I thought you were counting down! I probably look like a mess!”
I looked at the display and chuckled quietly, “Come see for yourself.”
You jogged to my side, peeking over my shoulder at the picture, “Wow…This actually came out…”
“…Perfect,” I finished. I turned my head to the side and gave a small peck to your nose, watching your eyes widen and face redden, “…It was the perfect shot.”
If you have some time could you do a part teo for the prompto starscourge? I know it's supposed to be angst but at the same time I want a good ending idk?? Anyways keep up the good work! And if not I would love to see Ignis anf Gladio's starscourge parts
For you anon, I’ll make time! I’m also not sick anymore so in less of in angsty mood so getting the chance to make the sunshine child happy is great idea!!! (Also there’s no need to worry because I’m still working on the Ignis and Gladio scourge parts) Then last but not least I want to say thank do much you for your kind words, and thank you for giving me my first ask prompt that I get to answer! I really hope you like the story!! (I apologize now because this is super long)
If you missed part one it’s right here: Part 1
Starscourge (Prompto Part2)
Maybe it really is better this way…
Time was nonexistent as the undertow violently yanked you further, and further out into the dark depths. Currents felt as if they were tossing you around in every direction as if you were nothing more than a rag doll caught in it’s iron grip. It wasn’t long before it was impossible tell one direction from another. Suddenly your lungs began to scream for air, and your body began to react on instinct rather than logic. Flailing arms and legs filled your vision as they desperately attempted to find a way out of the depths. Cold wind enveloped your face as your head miraculously broke the surface of the water. Alright I’m still alive, but now what am I going to do? Leaning back into the water you allowed yourself to float because your only other options would be to start swimming, but you clueless as to which way would carry back to shore. With the ambient sound of the ocean lulling you into a trance, you thought of the one thing that makes any situation brighter. Prompto.
Memories of your fist “date” came flooding into the forefront of your mind all at once. It all started when Wiz was asked to travel to the Cleigne to help a sick chocobo, and this lead to him leaving you in charge of the outpost until he returned. Everything was running smoothly until the final chocobo check of the night. Carefully you began to prep the chocobos for bed which included a nightly grooming, feeding, and a head count to make sure they were all accounted for. One, two, three, four… oh no. Panic began to set in as you counted, and recounted the number of chocochicks, but always coming up short.
“Hey Y/N!” The sound of the voice behind you jolted you from your worried thoughts.
Glancing over your shoulder you saw the familiar blond boy bounding over to you. A large smile was plastered across his face as he approached, but it quickly disintegrated once he saw the raw fear written across your face.
“Is… everything alright?” Prompt’s usual light voice was tense as he tried to tentatively approach the situation.
“No! Wiz left me in charge of the outpost, and I already managed to lose a chocochick. Not to mention that it’s already dusk, and that means if I can’t find it by dark it’ll be as good as gone!” Fear began to seep into every words as you pictured Wiz’s disappointment once he returned, but also because you pictured that scared chocochick all alone in the wilderness.
“WHAT!? Oh man we’ve gotta find it!” Almost immediately Prompto had intertwined your hand in his, and was dragging you towards the camper where the rest of the guys were preparing to turn in for the night.
“WE HAVE A CODE RED SITUATION! THERE IS A MISSING CHOCOCHICK, AND WE’RE GOING TO HELP Y/N FIND IT!” Prompto’s loud command took everyone by surprise, but the boys were more than willing to help.
“Alright Ignis you start looking East of here, Gladio you head South, Noctis take the West, and I’ll go North with Y/N. Ready, set, go!” Everyone set out as soon as the words had left his mouth.
The two of you mounted some chocobos, and set off towards Neeglyss Pond. All your worries seem to fly away in the wind that was blowing through your hair. It was so easy for you to get carried away while you were riding the bird because they always made you feel like you were at home. Luckily for you Duscae is full of vast fields so you were only forced to dismount your chocobos once you had hit the lakefront. You were scanning the shore for the missing chick when your eyes drifted to the sky above you, stars were beginning to pepper the late twilight hues. Time was running out, and you still had’t found the baby. This is useless, we’re never going to fi-
“Y/N! You gotta hear this!” Excitement was overflowing from Prompto’s voice as he began frantically waving for you to join him by your chocobos.
Hope washed over your body as you began to sprint over to the ecstatic blond who instantly pressed his cell phone up to your ear.
“Hey Prompto, let Y/N know that I got the chick back to the outpost safely. We’ll see you two once you get back.” The gruff voice that had left the voice message was none other than Gladio.
Tears of sheer happiness were threatening to spill out of your eyes as you engulfed Prompto in a bear hug. All the while a barely coherent mixture of laughter, and thank-yous escaped your mouth that was buried deep into Promto’s neck. You refused to pull away until you thought that you’d sufficiently suffocated the boy with gratitude.
“Thank you so much, Prompto. If it was’t for your help today I can just about guarantee that I wouldn’t have found the chick.”
“It was no trouble at all. Really. Except… I uh… was like wondering… if you uh… would want to… like stay here for a while… with me… and uh… like look… at the stars…?” Prompto was a deep shade of red as he stumbled across his own words, but cute none the less.
Of course you had accepted the invitation, and the two of you curled up against your chocobos while staring at the stars that now littered the dark sky. You can’t even remember how many hours you spent underneath the stars with him. Although you do remember the way the moonlight perfectly highlighted every detail of his face. You remember the gigantic smile plastered across his face when he showed all the photos he had taken that day. You remember the dark blush that crossed his face when you saw the candid of you riding your chocobo in the evening sunlight. You remember everything about him.
The excruciating pain that shot through your shoulder snapped you back into the present. Something had clamped itself around your injured arm, and was beginning to pull at it. Carelessly you let agonizing screams tear through your lips until you heard unfamiliar voices try to soothe your pain. That’s when you realized that it was hands clamped around your arm, and they were pulling you out of the water.
“SHE’S ALIVE! SOMEONE CALL A DOCTOR!” Another unfamiliar voice began shouting.
Your eyes began to adjust to the early morning light around you, and you could take in the unfamiliar city that surrounded you. The stone beneath you was a very light gray path for the maze of buildings built high around it. There were stairs high above your head, and canals flowed in every direction below your feet. Although the colorful presence of the city was the most mesmerizing part about it. Each vibrant building was unique from the one next to it.
“Everyone, please stand back!” Your heart froze at the sound of a girl’s gentle voice.
“L- la- lady Lun- Lunafreya?” The pain that had set your body ablaze moments ago had caused you to stumble upon your words.
The petite girl bent down next to you, and immediately her hands started to glow. As she placed them upon your blackened shoulder you felt the warmth of the light seep into your wounds, but this time the light didn’t burn. Instead you felt the darkness being pulled from your body, and you felt the scourge that was tearing you apart was finally being purged.
“That is all I can do for now, but trust that relief will come in a matter of days.” As Lunafreya lifted her hands from your wound you felt that she had lifted your dark burden once, and for all.
“Lunafreya, wait. I have news about Noctis. Is there anywhere we can speak… privately.” The words tumbled out of your mouth without a second thought.
After all this is all that you could offer to her for saving your life, and while it was no where as miraculous as what she had done for you.
“Follow me. I would love to hear what you have to say.” A warm smile graced Lunafreya’s kind face as she extended her hand out to you.
So it seems that this is the way that things are meant to be…
I’m sorry this is so long I had no intentions of writing a novel. I really hope you enjoyed it anon, and maybe if you ask I can turn this one shot into a three shot to cover the reunion between the reader and Prom. ;) (I’m just kidding because I’m probably gonna do a part three since I got so carried away with the flashback. BUT JUST IMAGINE GLADIO SLAYING ANYTHING IN HIS WAY WHILE PROTECTIVELY CRADLING A CHOCOCHICK.)
A/N: I know you’re having a bad day @mzargentum , me and Prom are here <3
Hope you like this! (Don’t know how I wrote this while watching From Paris With Love xD )
“Argh! I can’t believe her!” Muerlin roared again as Prompto dodged one of her lightnings.
The bolt of energy burning just the tip of his chocobo-butt hair.
“She has no right! Leviathan has no right to make fun of you like she did…” the silver haired queen kept roaring and sending bolts of lightning everywhere around Willownoire “And that old fossil of a father I have just stood there, giving her the ‘Glare’!”
She was frustrated! And Prompto was starting to get scared. Not for him –he’d seen Muerlin at her worse; when the world around her didn’t matter. When she was free to be as destructive as she pleased.
“How dare those Astrals make you feel like that?”
“Muermaid…” Prompto whispered her name, moving his hands to gently grab hers. The power emerging from within her stopping at his touch on her skin; her eyes following his loving gaze “Stop yelling and listen for a second. Their opinion doesn’t matter!”
“But Prom-kin…” Muerlin pouted, feeling the weight of people’s words on Prompto.
After everything he’s been through his whole life, he deserved the best! And tonight wasn’t that.
“I love you, Muerlin. Not them!” Prompto smiler sweetly and Muerlin’s eyes sparkled, all her love for the man reflecting the dim light of the moon, shining down upon them from the night sky.
“So what do you say, my Queen? Wanna dance with me under the moonlight?”
