Sometimes it would be further than others. Sometimes his hand would almost make it to her, so near that he could feel the heat radiating from her.
But it was never enough. She would always slip through his grasp at the last moment. He could never touch her, no matter how hard he tried, how quickly he moved.
And it haunted him. Followed him about during every single waking hour and every moment he was asleep. He could always see her, looming there, just beyond the space which he was capable of reaching.
This night was no different, the sound of rain pouring down on the tent matching the pounding of his heart as he woke with a start, crying out in pain as the memory faded.
She wasn't there. Of course she wasn't. But there was a shock of blond hair to his left and he reached desperately for Prompto, for the other love he had found along the way. Not a replacement, not something that would ever fill that deep pit, but something whole and beautiful to sit within the rest of his heart and warm it.
Even as he settled back down he rolled in towards Prompto's heat, wrapped his arms around his center and buried his face in the nape of his neck.]
[ he's not quite asleep, somewhere in-between that haze of awake and dreaming. so, he hears the rain when it starts, and honestly, he's a little drowsy when there's a sharp sound off to the side, trying to get his body to cooperate and turn to look. but there's movement, the rustle of a sleeping bag and then... prompto exhales slowly, immediately aware of the heat of noct's arms as they slide around him and the hot breath that ghosts along his neck. in this position, he can't see him, but he doesn't need to look at him to know it had been a bad dream. it's a quiet worry he swallows down, fingers stroking along noct's hand and up the length of his arm. ]
I'm here. [ his voice leaves him in a mumble, shifting a little to accommodate the press of their bodies. it's still not comfortable, but he can deal. ] You okay?
[ but that doesn't seem like enough because prompto knows noct. he isn't going to say what he's really thinking, not out loud when they're crammed in this tent, and so, heaving a long sigh, he does his best to roll over so he can face him. the position sort of squishes his arm, but he tolerates it to cup noct's cheek, idly brushing some of his hair away from his forehead before resting his hand at his elbow to draw him as close as possible. ]
Wanna talk about it? [ he's definitely still sort of asleep, but at least he's trying. ]
[Prompto speaks and his voice is almost lost in the fall of the rain. But Noctis can feel him, can feel his hand move over his skin and he tries, desperately, to center himself within that touch. But it doesn't quite work, and he the sound he emits is a mixture of half-choked down sob and his loves named: Prompto.
Of course, it was another bad dream. They had been coming far more rapidly with everything that had taken place in such a short span of time. During the day he could put on a strong front, could act like everything was alright. It was easier, with Ignis, to lie, because he only had to keep it out of his voice. It took far more to keep it from his face and out of his eyes as well.
Here, in the darkness, clinging to Prompto like he was the only thing keeping him together, it was more difficult not to fall apart. Even harder when Prompto rolled over onto his side and cupped his cheek, so gentle and soft, eyes shining up at him through the darkness.]
Yeah I'm - [Fine. But he most definitely wasn't.] I keep seeing here. And no matter what I do, I can never get close to her. It's like I'm being punished for not being there when she needed me.
Call it whatever you want I just know that nothing feels better than being with you When you tie me up and have your way with me When I walk away with your marks all over me
yuck is that what that was?? i just figured the big guy couldn't hold his vodka-ramen
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☆ For Iggy
Are you made of copper and tellurium? Because you're CuTe
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So this is what keeps you up at night. Chemistry. I think some additional tutoring lessons are to be had.
[Take that however you wish, Your Highness.]
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Sorry
Guess our chemistry is so great I just can't get it off my mind
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☆ For Prompto
Sometimes it would be further than others. Sometimes his hand would almost make it to her, so near that he could feel the heat radiating from her.
But it was never enough. She would always slip through his grasp at the last moment. He could never touch her, no matter how hard he tried, how quickly he moved.
And it haunted him. Followed him about during every single waking hour and every moment he was asleep. He could always see her, looming there, just beyond the space which he was capable of reaching.
This night was no different, the sound of rain pouring down on the tent matching the pounding of his heart as he woke with a start, crying out in pain as the memory faded.
She wasn't there. Of course she wasn't. But there was a shock of blond hair to his left and he reached desperately for Prompto, for the other love he had found along the way. Not a replacement, not something that would ever fill that deep pit, but something whole and beautiful to sit within the rest of his heart and warm it.
Even as he settled back down he rolled in towards Prompto's heat, wrapped his arms around his center and buried his face in the nape of his neck.]
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I'm here. [ his voice leaves him in a mumble, shifting a little to accommodate the press of their bodies. it's still not comfortable, but he can deal. ] You okay?
[ but that doesn't seem like enough because prompto knows noct. he isn't going to say what he's really thinking, not out loud when they're crammed in this tent, and so, heaving a long sigh, he does his best to roll over so he can face him. the position sort of squishes his arm, but he tolerates it to cup noct's cheek, idly brushing some of his hair away from his forehead before resting his hand at his elbow to draw him as close as possible. ]
Wanna talk about it? [ he's definitely still sort of asleep, but at least he's trying. ]
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Of course, it was another bad dream. They had been coming far more rapidly with everything that had taken place in such a short span of time. During the day he could put on a strong front, could act like everything was alright. It was easier, with Ignis, to lie, because he only had to keep it out of his voice. It took far more to keep it from his face and out of his eyes as well.
Here, in the darkness, clinging to Prompto like he was the only thing keeping him together, it was more difficult not to fall apart. Even harder when Prompto rolled over onto his side and cupped his cheek, so gentle and soft, eyes shining up at him through the darkness.]
Yeah I'm - [Fine. But he most definitely wasn't.] I keep seeing here. And no matter what I do, I can never get close to her. It's like I'm being punished for not being there when she needed me.
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☆ For Iggy (TFLN)
[Called it.]
On a scale of from Prompto to you
How nicely should I dress?
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Just make sure the pants are whole
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So my chocobo pajamas. Got it.
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btw argument I'm referencing is from brotherhood anime
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☆ For Prompto (heartfought)
You know I'm always down for helping you out, right?
All you gotta do is say the word
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i don’t know if i wanna do this alone tonight
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I don't know, Prom
I'm kind of hurt I wasn't invited
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☆ For Iggy (reigniter)
You realize I'm probably still gonna like it, right?
Real punishment or not
As long as it's coming from you?
I'm gonna enjoy it
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That makes a masochist
A very specific one, but still a masochist
I look forward to this
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I just know that nothing feels better than being with you
When you tie me up and have your way with me
When I walk away with your marks all over me
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☆ For Luna (luxoraculi)
What is that's not what I'm hungry for anymore?
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10/10y phone autocorrected to Noctus for some reason and I didn't notice LMAO
LMAO I swear to you I didn't even notice
noctus lucus culum
More like Nuketus
there once was a man from Noctucket
Noct and roll
a prince with 8 legs = a Noctopus
A princess who climbs her husband like a tree - a Lunoala
climbs him like a stripper pole
Girl you know he ain't tall enough for that
she can make it work so long as she doesn't accidentally tip him over
She's gotta yell TIMBER as they fall over tho
of course... and simultaneously use noct to break her fall
Well he's gotta be good for something right?
he's already good at something. being her hubby <3
☆ For Bae (brocodes)
Could've fooled me
Well, yeah
You can't just say something like that and expect me not to be curious
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you could just say you wanna see it
and not for that reason
[ is he stalling? you bet your royal bottom he is. ]
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☆ For Prompto (shuttershots)
Yeah
Gave me more stuff to pick out
I found the pile on top of Gladio this morning
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ok, no veggies even when soaked in booze. i'm jotting this down in my "extremely great prompto recipes" notebook and pushing my imaginary glasses up my nose
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☆ For Iggy (spelldaggers)
Someone's eager
Should I make sure I'm ready for you?
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I may or may not be a bit impatient today.
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Sorry for my slowness! This week has been awful
dw about it! ♡
❤️
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that's a really specific thing to ask me dude
what are you trying to say?
[ More like he was looking for a kiss, but hey, whatever works. ]
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Is a better cuddler
Than you
[Listen honestly you know how his mind words are you even surprised?]
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