Our last Loud Annoying Stream ended on a beautiful note as Robbie played us out to “I Feel It Coming” with Max and Ray backing him up.

This is so beautiful Robbie 😍 I need Fan art of Prompto singing this to Noct!!  ಥ ‿ ಥ

Ahhh what a cutie!!

Psst @cardigan-carm  this is relevant to things :D Prompto singing! And he’s quite good!

Welp, I know what song I’m having Prom sing in my next fanfic.

Look at the stars...

The warmth to Prompto’s hand taking his own made Noctis smile. It’s soft, not hiding the emotions he’d normally would hide in moments like this. Truth be told, he’d always liked it when Prompto took his hand. Even with the smoothness of the leather gloves, he could still feel his companion’s warmth.

Taking that moment of him taking his hand, Noctis does move his hand, just slightly, so that he could link their fingers together. He swallowed just a little, feeling his pulse quicken just by that little moment and touch. Though, yes, they’d held hands before, but it was never like this.

The question catches him off guard as well. But he doesn’t even pull away. How could he after putting all his feelings out there? So in response, he does give his hand a light squeeze.

“Yes,” he answers finally, lips quirking in another smile. “Please kiss me,” he says softly then, his eyes meeting with Prompto’s.

Without much of a hesitation, he does move at last. The angle is awkward, but he leans just enough to where he can delicately brush his lips against Prompto’s to kiss him. His heart is pounding. And he swears this very moment is one of the best he’s ever experienced in his lifetime.

Sia Lyrics Sentence Meme

at some point in the game

probably

OMG IGGY :’D

How have I not seen this before!?

Oh his heart is just hammering away in his chest with the elation that Noctis loved him just as much back. He didn’t mind the nudity, the chill of the water or his friend. …boyfriend? A bit confusing there, but he leaned in to place small, innocent kisses to the other’s cheek and forehead. He loved this man so much and that was no alluring spell.

Blue eyes widen. “Taking bets?! Seriously? Oh gods that’s mortifying - have I been that damn obvious?” Prompto liked to think he wasn’t nearly that see through! But now that he thought about… all the teasing he did to Noctis, focusing almost all of his attention on just him… Well that could be passed off as a best friend thing, but occasionally one could be found sleeping against the other in the tent. Yeah, okay so maybe it was obvious but still. Bets? Ugh, embarrassing! His cheeks were pink even as he laughed.

The laugh died away when Noct spoke, but not of them. Spoke of himself and what happened. Why they weren’t listening to the radio that much. Keeping any news from Insomnia silent because of Noctis’ apparent death. No doubt the kingdom was in a state of grief for their prince. If only they knew…

He reached up to cup Noctis’ face gently, feeling the cold, smooth skin. “Noct…listen to me okay? You’re not a monster. Yeah, you’re a little on the chilly side and you’ve got fangs and up the ‘blood’ back in a bloody margarita, but you’re not a monster. A monster is something that we fight everyday to protect others. A monster wouldn’t want to protect Cindy or Lucis or me or anything. You’re a good man, okay?”

Prompto leaned forward to press their foreheads together. “And maybe this is better? You’re free, Noctis. From the throne, the arranged marriage, all of it. You can live a life that you want now.”

There was a look in Noctis’ eyes as he sighed softly. Prompto was of course right about being free from the throne and the arranged marriage. But it still didn’t change how he felt about the whole ordeal. Their foreheads together had him calmed down a bit, but he still felt a little bit of sorrow over his new life.

“I can’t ever go back to the crown city,” he says softly. “Being what I’ve become... I’ve been exiled. I can’t even see my father again. This... law... it’s so stupid. I didn’t choose this. And yet, even that law doesn’t exempt me. To them, I’m practically dead. I didn’t want to have to leave.”

He knew he was rambling again. But, oh did it hurt to think about what had happened. He was lucky that it was Ignis and Gladio that had found him before someone else did. He remembered the look on his father’s face when he had to tell him that he was to leave the city immediately. He knew it was to protect and save him. But it didn’t take away the pain he felt knowing he could never go home.

“A life I want? To watch everyone I love and care about grow old... while I’m stuck like this for eternity? Some life to live.”

He pulled back after a moment as that thought sunk in more. Eventually, he would be alone in this world, stuck forever twenty while everyone around him lived and died. And that scared him.

SEND 📞 FOR MY MUSE’S RESPONSE TO YOURS CALLING THEM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

“Think what you will, but I think you’re good enough for me.”

happy valentine’s day!

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Noctis smiles and leans into the touch to his face, keeping a sweet expression on his features. In his hand, he holds a red, heart shaped box, filled with little chocolates in the shape of tiny chocobos. He grins as he hands the box to Prompto, leaning to give him an extra kiss.

"Happy valentine's day, Prom."

Smiling more, his hands moved then, only to rest them both at the back of Ignis’ neck as he stayed close to him. For now, they could both be selfish with each other without having to worry about anything else. It was well needed for the both of them.

“And I’ll continue saying it until the end of time,” he murmurs then, as his thumbs rubbed against his skin slowly. “I love you,” he whispers as he presses another kiss to his lips. “Now,” another kiss. “Always.” A kiss. “Forever.”

When he kissed him the final time, he pressed up even closer as his arms wrap around his neck this time. He held onto him like it was the last thing he’d ever do. Today wasn’t about the daemons or their duties. Today was all about them.

That hand on his cheek stayed there as he kissed him. Feeling his hands on his waist, his own free hand moved to rest on his shoulder. Humming softly against him, he too enjoyed the kiss. It truly wasn’t very often that they were able to share such a wonderful, tender moment.

When Ignis broke the kiss, he had a grin of his own spread along his features as he leans his forehead against the taller man’s a moment, letting out soft pants to catch his breath.

“I love you too, Igs,” he murmurs softly, letting his eyes close as well, a gentle nuzzle of his nose brushing up against Ignis’ shortly after.