Prompto and you would go well together I think. You’re both creative individuals, and his exuberant nature would offset your shyness. Aside from that, I think he’d mildly struggle with knowing you have depression and worry he wouldn’t know how to help. But, like in all things, he’d strive to do his best to support you anyways.
For this ask’s sake, let’s imagine that once upon a time, Galahd had their own ruling family before joining with Lucis. Let’s also imagine that being of royal blood could curb the fighting in Galahd if the empire gets a hold of their descendant. (Using their safety as leverage over the citizens or something.) It’s a well guarded secret on the islands of just who those descendants are, because they still care for the royal family of course, but then then empire finds the records and traces it down the the last remaining heir.
The boy’s S/O.
The S/O is summoned to the council because of this, and whoever they’re dating tagged along for moral support. The council drops the information on them and warns them of the danger they’re in. They’d like them to move into the Citadel to be placed under protection, which the Kingsglaive, who are mostly Galahdian, are all too happy to provide. (They’d heard rumors of the royal family surviving to this day, but to meet them and see them was something else entirely.)
They leave the council and from there, the boys react.
Noctis:
He’d slowly turn toward them as soon as they were alone, his eyes big and mouth pressed into a line. If you could hear his thoughts, they’d all be screaming.
Royalty. For all that is blessed by the Astrals, they’re ROYALTY.
Normally, this revelation is flipped around. He’d never been the one shocked to learn someone was royalty. But now he was, and he’d feel very mixed about this.
He stares at them, trying to figure out if they’re as surprised by the revelation as he is, or if they knew. He can’t peg it down though, because his own mind is a jumble. He’d stutter and stammer, trying to ask them if they knew but they’d probably just kind of laugh it off.
They’d try and act normal, but he wouldn’t be able to let it go. And once he comes back to himself, he’s going to INSIST they move into the citadel as soon as possible because they’re in DANGER. Like, he’s not above throwing a mini tantrum to get them to listen to him.
Like, he’d going to whine, beg, pout, plead, and absolutely latch onto them like a little kid to convince them. Finally, he’d start going through logical reason why they should move in. He’s fairly convincing once he gets his head on straight.
(Honestly, I can imagine the S/O was going to say yes anyways, but seeing Noctis show so many emotions is rare.)
Prompto:
Once they’re by themselves, he cannot suppress the small screech of distress. His face had been pale since the council has spoke, and has yet to recover. The boy is terrified; for them and of them. He’d mutter an excuse and take off to try and process that he was accidentally dating someone of royal blood.
He’d worry about him being a commoner. Like, he can’t even claim a drop of blue blood! (At least not lucian…) Would he get in trouble for dating them? Did this change things between them? Would they have to break up?
Honestly, his mind would be going a mile a minute. Then he’d realize that if they moved into the Citadel, seeing them would be rare. But it was for the best, and he’d want them safe, so he’d start putting distance between them. Hiding from them at every turn. Out right diving into bushes to avoid being seen by them.
He’d be fully willing to let them go. He’d be heart broken over it, but he’d want them to be safe and happy.
(HOWEVER, he’s going to be mildly upset and extremely flustered when they finally catch up with him and shake some sense into him. They’d lay his doubts to rest and wouldn’t let anything change between them. They’d even refuse moving into the citadel.)
LATE NEW YEARS POST WOOOOO BOY. I know it’s not new years anymore, but still. Have a thing! 😀
Drabble Challenge: #79 – “My name isn’t Leslie…who’s Leslie?”
Speaking over the music was a challenge. It thrummed through the air, shaking you to your bones. Gladio, thanks to his size, had managed to get to you on the dance floor and pull you into a booth near by. Both of you were dizzy with happiness, and giddy from the drinks.
It was New Years night, and this club in particular had been closed to the public for those close to the crown. Nobles and retainers alike were celebrating together, free from having to worry about press and security leaks. The prince, ordinarily in Gladio’s charge for such a night, had elected to stay in his apartment, bringing in the year with his best friend, and Ignis.
Being the person ‘courting’ Gladio had it’s perks. This was probably the best new years party you’d been to. However, the music was starting to become ridiculously loud, and the air too stuffy for you to handle.
“Let’s leave!” You shouted about the music, your face flushed and feeling giggly.
“Leslie? My name isn’t Leslie…Who’s Leslie?” Gladio was snickering behind his hand. It looked like you weren’t the only one who might need fresh air.
“I said, Let’s leave!” You ended up laughing as Gladio nodded and began tugging you along through the crowd. It didn’t take long to reach the front doors. You went out without your coats, figuring you’d be coming right back in. The cool night air was doing wonders for you both. The the shouts and cheers from inside the club caught your attention.
10…9…8…
When had it gotten so late?
“Gladio!” You shouted when he suddenly swept you up into his arms. Normally not a big feat for him, but with the alcohol in his system, he staggered backwards until his was leaning against the wall with you still in his arms.
5…4…3…
Both of you laughed as you adjusted your weight in his arms, lost together in the giddiness of the night. He soon regained his feet just in time to press a soft kiss to your mouth.
2…1…
It started with a gentle pressing of his lips to yours. It was cautious, almost reminiscent of your first kiss. As if scared he’d hurt you, or scare you away… Then his movements became more heated. A soft bite to your bottom lip to gain admittance, tongue slowly exploring the inside of your mouth. He took his time, wanting you dazed, wanting you to feel just how much you meant to him. Eventually, the need to breath would become too much to bear, and you’d have to pull away.
But not yet. Not yet.
“Happy new year.” He whispered against your lips, before continuing his kiss.
Ah! So I would just walk up to Vyv, take a look at the pictures his camera guy took, save what I wanted and exit out. But then I would immediately go back to Vyv’s counter and look at what the camera guy took again, and usually it’ll only be one photo of the avatar bothering Vyv. It’s sort of luck kind of thing. Something it’ll only take a shot of them from behind.
TBH I just cropped the image of their faces from a full photo.
You can see it’s just Diaval being vain at the counter. Hopefully this helps!
I hope your day gets better Anon. I don’t know when I bragged, and if I did I’m sorry it bothered you.
And away I go.
¯_(ツ)_/¯
…Kidding. I have so much going on normally. But so far this week has been amazingly kind to me. Hence, here I am. 🙂 I’m hoping that this will be a turning point, and I’ll be on here more frequently. But I’ve also said that in the past. Anyways, I’ll be here writing! 😀
SPOON
I’ve been hanging onto this for Halloween season soo… YAY!
Noctis:
He’d be reluctant, but easy to convince in the end.
Lowkey, he’s actually not very good at handling scary movies. But if his S/O wanted to watch one, who was he to say no? So he’d agree, though a little reluctantly. He’d settle onto the couch next to them, and mentally brace himself, telling himself it’s just a movie. It won’t be that bad…
Through out the movie though, it’d be easy to tell that the jump scares are getting to him. He keeps tensing up when one happens. But then he plays it off like it was only him needed to move.
The S/O, since this is their favorite, knows to expect that last REALLY really bad scare at the end before the credits. What they don’t expect is for Noctis to dump them off his lap in mild terror.
He’d apologize as fast as his mouth can move for the action, at least until they start laughing at him. Then he’d pout at them.
(Later that night, he squeezes them a little tighter to himself at every small sound. But he’s not jumpy, he swears.)
Prompto:
He’s already got the popcorn, blankets, and snacks, when can the S/O be there?
He’s the kind of guy who marathons scary movies during this season, handling the scares well enough during the movie. (As in letting himself scream if he gets well and truly startled instead of sitting in silent torture.) The commentary he offers on the plot is golden, except for when he gets really into the movie…
Depending on the movie the S/O puts in, Prompto will holler bloody murder at the scares, which would startle the S/O as well, leading to a mini terror fest. But then they settle down and get back to enjoying the movie after ribbing each other over the scare.
Totally clingy during the scares. Full on, wrap around the S/O with all four limbs clingy. When the movie ends, it turns into a cuddle session.
(He sleeps like the dead afterwards surprisingly, not letting the movie terrors chase him from sleep.)
Gladiolus:
It’s a scary movie, how bad can it be?
Bad. The answer is bad. For someone who’s big and strong, you’d think that he’d be able to handle a horror movie. But he really really can’t. There’s just something about supernatural stuff that just gets to him. He’s mentally prepared for demons, bad guys, and other PHYSICAL things. He can fight those.
Ghosts? Not so much.
But it’s not going to stop him from spending time with his S/O. He’d try his best to hide his fear, and he does it well. But what gives him away is that every time something spooky happens, he pulls them closer to him a little more each time.
Afterwards, he’ll pretend he wasn’t afraid at all, just worried about them. (To which they’d remind him that they’ve seen it hundreds of time. They were fine.) The S/O would then spend the rest of the night indulging Gladio in small talk. He just can’t seem to sleep.
Must of been all that sugar they had during the movie, right?
Ignis:
His initial reaction? Please no.
He’s the kind of person who’s only ever seen ONE horror movie in his life and that was enough. But with enough badgering, he’d give it a try.
He’s embarrassed that this kind of movie scares him, and with each scare he’d hide his face in his hands. The most common question out of his mouth is, “Is it over?”
But it’d get easier with his S/O at his side. Feeling another person there would settle his mind. (He’s one of those people who you’d think was a skeptic about scary things but no. He’s well aware that there’s a lot that hasn’t been discovered in the world, and this movie’s subject matter could very well be one of them.)
Afterwards, he’d admit it wasn’t so bad, but still startled him a bit more than he’d have liked. From there it would turn into an all nighter with coffee to sustain him (And his S/O should they join him) until the morning. He’d allow himself to feel scared for just that long before trying to put it out if mind.
(Though he wouldn’t want to be left alone for very long for a few days after.)
Y’all are saints honestly. Thank you.
Imagine Final Fantasy 