“Why does everyone keep making so much noise...”
[[ Dusk: Guess who is not dead?
I have graduated from my college, had a visit with my amazing girlfriend, got horridly sick and stressed, and now after all that I have returned.
I will probably reply to most of the threads I had, but it’s totally up to the other party if you wish to continue the threads. Otherwise, it is really great to be back with all of you. Some of you I have missed very dearly.
-sends hugs- ]]
[[ Dusk: A somewhat fast though no less love-filled check in. I apologize for the radio silence. Nothing has gone horribly amiss, and I have not at all forgotten about Noctis. I’ve actually been missing everyone rather intensely. I’ve hit the last week of finals though so there is a light at the end of the crazy tunnel. I’m going to try to get some replies done during sanity breaks just because I miss my creative outlet. I didn’t realize how much it was lessening my stress to write Noctis until my time crunch ate all of that time. However, I make no promises since I have 5 papers to write this week.
In any case bury my inbox, poke me on discord or here. I will be slow and fairly frequently quiet, but I am here. Take care of yourselves and take care of each other <3 ]]
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The sigh that comes from Ignis is akin to the kind of sigh a long-suffering parent might make. It’s at times like this that he wishes he’d had any sort of choice in how his life would turn out. He could have been living a nice, quiet life. Perhaps as a clerk in a bank, or travel writer. But no, he was in the employ of the crown and that meant he had to deal with situations like this more often than he would like.
He gently pushes Noctis away to try and get a better look.
“Define a little?”
Despite the Prince’s best efforts Ignis’ movement give him just enough view of Noct’s arms to reveal how badly burned they really are. From observation it’s most likely that the young man tried to actually put out the flames or pull something from them. Most likely the cooking equipment.
“Not that bad, they barely even hurt really. There’s nothing to worry about.”
‘Barely even hurts’ is probably a lie, but that Noctis can tell it with a straight face says something of the effort he is putting in to keep Ignis from worrying.
“Napping was even better.”
[[ Dusk: Y’all have been incredibly sweet and patient with me. I just want to apologize for being so quiet. Yes this is a hobby, but it is one I enjoy and spending time with you guys is the best thing ever so I do feel a touch bad being eaten by schoolwork. Just a few more weeks though.
I just wanted to point at my thread tracker as I only have a few things left to answer in regards to that. I have some stuff in my inbox too and I think a couple of threads that aren’t in the tracker yet. Feel free to poke me though if you think I’m missing something. ]]
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For Writers:
Reblog if it’s okay for your followers to leave you an ask telling you what the one thing is they remember you for as a writer. Is it a scene or a detail or a specific line? Is it something like style or characterization? Is it that one weird kink they never thought they’d be into, but oh my god wow self-discovery time?
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“You are a monster.”
The words are out before Ignis even intends them to be - had he taken just a fraction of a second to think about what he was going to say, he wouldn’t have phrased it quite in that manner.
“I could have told you it wouldn’t work. That was very irresponsible of you, Noct. The consequences could have been disastrous!”
It’s not for their gear or belongings that Ignis worries; it’s Noctis himself. His hold tightens a little.
“You didn’t injure yourself, did you?”
The smile turns sheepish. He knows Ignis doesn’t mean the words as harshly as they sound. He expected Ignis would be upset - dinner was in fact now ashes although the gear by some miracle was probably fine. Perhaps that was why Noctis was still certain there had to be a way to cook dinner with magic.
“Yeah, about that...” Noct shifts, and it’s only now clear that he’s been taking care to hide his arms against Ignis’ sides. “I might have burned myself a little in the process.”
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¡ [[ -whispers softly- angst~ ]]
Send ¡ for my muse to call yours suddenly, panicked and possibly in pain.
“Noctis?” Dino listened in disbelief for a moment, almost certain he’d mistaken the fact that the prince had actually picked up his phone. Though, was he really a prince anymore? It seemed, in fact, that he was king now.
He was king, and alive, and yet all of his sources had claimed Noctis to be dead. If he’d given a shit about writing for the papers anymore, he’d have jumped on this opportunity like a dog to a bone – but no, this was personal.
“Shit, kid, I thought you were dead.” There was an undertone of panic in Dino’s voice, a panic he knew and understood well. There was no hiding the facts from himself - he was very well aware of why he was so worried about Noctis.
But the young king was alive. Dino could hear him breathing on the other end of the line, albeit slightly erratically – this was certainly a bad time to be burdening the boy with his own panic. But he simply needed to speak to Noctis - and that’s all there was to it.
“When you ain’t busy, try and make a trip to come see me, yeah? I know you got lots a stuff goin’ on over there and I don’t wanna pull ya from it. Just… Just promise me you’ll stop by for a bit. All my sources told me you’d kicked the bucket and there…there’s a bunch’a things I need ‘ta get off my chest now that I know you’re alive.” He was speaking almost too quickly, his voice strained as he tried to pull himself together.
“And be safe, highness. Don’t you dare get hurt or do anything that’ll make those headlines true. Y’hear me? Be. Safe. Promise me - go on, say it. I wanna hear you promise me.”
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The tone of disinterest that shone in those blue eyes was a look he had often seen in his time in the slums. Thoughts came back to the current situation when he noticed the Prince shove hand into pocket and pull out his cell. Guess even changes like this could through the Prince off. Not that he cared honestly, he was here for a short period of time. Wouldn’t be wise to get to attached when he would be leaving soon.
Hearing the other tell him to call him such a formal way caused a smirk to grace lips. As quick as it came, it was gone in a flash as he nodded head once to show he understood. Rising cocky attitude took over just for a moment as brow arched at the statment. “Really now? Then what is this note from Ignis saying to believe you?” Total lie. But he did have orders to take care of the Prince.
“Better luck next time” he laughed getting into the car after Noctis did. When he did enter and hear the destination he looked back confused at first but then remembered the programmed gps. Thank the Astrals…
“Name’s Nyx Ulric. Just call me Nyx.” response came quick as he began to move the car into acceleration. It was a relative quick trip down the silent streets, or was it just silent in the car? Either way he figured this would just be a piece of cake mission and he would be able to show he can be valuable in other missions as well.
Pulling into the parking space the Glaive exited the car and opened the Princes door. “We are here.” Duh, his mind shot at him.
Of course Ignis had left a note for his current babysitter. He should have known. Ignis never left anything to chance; never gave him the opportunity to really have any fun. Though Noctis guessed it probably was rude to have fun at the expense of a likely over-eager new Glaive.
“Let me give you a helpful tip, Nyx. You don’t have to do this job how they tell you to. Not like I’m gonna go running to them. You can take it easy.”
Noctis doubted that Nyx would. Taking duty seriously appeared to be a running theme in those sent to look after him. Ignis would of course ask him about Nyx’s performance, but the prince wasn’t certain how much stock they put in his opinion anyway. So long as Nyx didn’t scold him about not taking his own duties seriously he had no complaints.
“…” Noctis stared at the Glaive with an unreadable expression. There was something almost amusing about how seriously he was taking all of this. “Have you ever been to an arcade?” Noctis got to his feet, letting Nyx close the door. The Glaive was made entirely of refugees. The Prince wasn’t even use if they had arcades outside of Insomnia He probably should have paid more attention to Ignis’ lessons about the world outside Insomnia, but what did it matter? “Come on, I think you’ll like this,” he mused walking towards the building that vibrated with noise.
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“I only worry so much because you give me so much reason to worry.” Especially with confessions about fire.
Ignis sighs.
“How in the world did you manage to do that? Also, did you put out the fire?”
“I don’t give you that many reasons and yeah. It’s out now. Dinner probably isn’t edible.”
The smile grows thinking about what happened, almost forgetting his real reason for nearly snuggling the adviser.
“I was curious if it’d cook faster if I lit in on fire. Had some spare magic, so I gave it a shot. Who knew even at lower potency it wouldn’t work.”
Noctis is almost certain there must be a way to use elemancy to make dinner. He just hasn’t found the right amount of fire or whatever else might work.
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[[ That’s only the second time I’ve ever seen that scene, tbh. Sorry – third. Third time. And the first two times I watched it I hadn’t seen Kingsglaive yet so it was DIFFERENT and now I’ve seen it and man it hurts.
I never noticed how many times Regis pulled Noctis back into conversation after he’d turned around and was ready to head off. I can’t imagine how hard it must’ve been in general, let alone Regis seeing how eager Noctis was to just leave and how he couldn’t say anything and his last memory with Noct is the boy trying to squirm away and leave and UGH.
So I’m glad that Regis eventually got to put a hand on him at least, because it was SOMETHING rather than nothing. He got to say a proper little goodbye with Noctis looking straight at him.
Regis was not a perfect man or a perfect father but he DID love his son unconditionally and I AM IN PAIN. ]]
[[ I replayed the front of the game way too many times because I actually cannot bring myself to finish it a second time ><
Regis has such a desperation in that scene, it’s heartbreaking. Desperate to tell him something, anything that will make what is about to happen survivable for his son. You can see it in his eyes and hear it in his voice how desperately he wants to cross the line - tell Noctis everything - but he cannot, because that will break his son and Noctis needs to be strong for what is about to happen. And he cannot bring himself to cross th eline and tell his son he loves him, that he’s proud of him - all he can get is that hand on his shoulder. An understanding between men, an acknowledgement of Noctis as both a man and his son.
Meanwhile Noctis is being himself. Flippant, apathetic. To him this trip is no big deal - and to be fair Noctis has always known as a prince he is a political chess piece. At least he gets to marry his childhood friend - it was the best possible outcome given their situation - but it’s not like Noct is in a huge rush to get married. The guy is far more excited at the prospect of finally having some freedom from being a prince. Freedom that is cut deafeningly short after less than a handful of days by becoming King at 20 of a destroyed kingdom.
YET! There is a moment. When Regis stops him again with “Take care on the long road ahead” Noctis actually hesitates. There is a really painful moment in there where he knows something is wrong. I doubt he gives it anything thought until after Insomnia falls, but you can see it in his body language. He may never have had the relationship he wanted with his father, but he does know his father. He knows something wasn’t said, but he also cannot bring himself to cross whatever line exists between them and actually ask. ]]
#regaliities#{{ Out of Light }}#tbd#[[ you know it's bad when not only can you quote an entire cutscene ]]#[[ but you can mimic your muses body language through the whole thing timed perfectly with the cutscene ]]#[[ that's how many times I've watched it trying to get a good understanding of their relationship ]]#[[ because we really do not get enough of it in part because there wasn't a lot of it ]]#[[ the most painful thing is Regis did -everything- for Noctis fighting his son's inevitable fate ]]#[[ and Noct never knew and the two probably started pulling away from each other for their respective reasons not long after Tenebrae ]]#[[ THIS IS NOT MY HOMEWORK WHOOPS ]]
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If Noctis moves the bed, there’s absolutely nothing to stop Ignis moving it back again. Assuming Noctis overcame that laziness, which is unlikely. The only one who’ll be doing anything with the bed will be Ignis.
“Yes, you would.” There’s a hint of annoyance in Ignis’ voice that he’s personally offended by Noctis’ apparent surprise. “Do you mean to say you’ve actually never noticed?” Which would explain why the supplies never seemed to diminish except for when Ignis used them.
In the time that it’s taken for Noctis to slice the mushrooms, an entirely new batch could have been grown. But Ignis knows better than to criticise because it’s uncommon enough for Noctis to help out and Ignis doesn’t want to put him off.
“Excellent job, Noct,” Ignis declares in the manner of a parent praising their offspring. A smile follows but he stops short of applauding the young prince. That would be a step too far. “I can manage just fine without you, and besides, better to get your homework over and done with, yes? Then you can enjoy what remains of the evening.” While Ignis, inevitably, cleans the apartment.
Why did everything have to be so much effort? At least Noctis would have the best of intentions about encouraging Ignis to make himself at home.
“Not really, no. When you’re not here I usually grab something with Prompto at the arcade.” Not exactly the healthiest life choices, but Noctis is nothing if not lazy. He does feel the strangest pang of guilt for never having looked, but he had never thought Ignis would go to that much trouble for his sake. “Sorry... I...”
How do you apologize for something like that an express gratitude at the same time? Noctis lets it hang in the air as he continues to slice
“Thanks,” he murmurs setting down the knife and shrugging off the praise, “If you’re sure though...” He really would rather ignore his homework awhile longer if possible and is too focused on that to suspect Ignis of trying to slip in more health food while he isn’t looking. “If I finish we should watch a movie or something- after we set up your bed, I mean.” That’s how proper sleepovers were supposed to work, obviously. It’s what he had done the handful of times he had stayed with Prompto.
Had Ignis ever had a movie night?
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“The fact that you have attached yourself to me so steadfastly indicates that there is something wrong and I should be worried…”
You’re not getting away with it that easily, Noctis.
For a moment he consider letting go and making himself scare if only to prove a point, but he can’t quite bring himself to that.
“You worry way too much. It can’t be healthy.” At least he’s almost smiling now. “But fine. I might have lit dinner on fire.”
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Five times kissed
Kiss Meme (Not accepting.)
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Every time Pyrna puts in an appearance and Noctis’ eyes light up in delight, Ignis has to suppress a groan. It’s sweet the way Noctis and Lunafreya communicate with each other, Ignis has to admit, but there is a modicum of jealousy there for the advisor, that in spite of his best efforts, he’s never yet managed to elicit a similar smile from the prince.
It’s not right, and he knows it, but feelings cannot be helped and watching Noctis mature into a handsome young Man has only increased Ignis’ attraction. To stand by and witness the budding romance between Noctis and Lunafreya (even if it hasn’t happened yet, it is inevitable) is a stark and cutting reminder of what Ignis will never have.
His loyalty is to Noctis and Noctis alone. Same with his heart.
The wistfulness in Noctis’ eyes as he sends the dog away again makes Ignis want to grab the young prince and another his face in kisses to remind him that he is loved and cherished right here and now.
Instead, he settles for a gentle, and chaste, kiss on the cheek, just to show Noctis he’s not alone.
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☾✩ - Kiss him Sweetly ║ Accepting
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It was suppose to be another normal day of picking the Prince up and taking him to the arcade till it was rather late in the evening. A routine they both had agreed on, when Nyx didn’t deviate and do something random to help lighten the other wise moody teen. How ever that didn’t seem to be on the days agenda this time.
Nyx instantly noticed the pinkish tint to cheeks against the teens normally pale features. Brow arched with curiosity and concern, he was about to force said feelings when all of a sudden things changed. The Prince was on his tiptoes, hands clenching at jacket and pulling Nyx down. He had no time to react due to pure shock, it was then he realized that the Prince was kissing him. Sky blue hues widened in shock when he saw a group of kids behind the Prince.
They looked like they weren’t convinced of something, it was then that Nyx realized what was going on. These little punks had dared Noctis to do this… Oh now it was on!
Blue hues closed as he moved to show a bit more, the kiss growing in length and slightly in depth. Wouldn’t want to take advantage, after all Noctis was still a kid but also his Prince. Man this was complicated… Left arm moved to wrap around slender waist and pull close, low hum of approval passing his lips as he did so. If Nyx was going to kiss someone he sure as hell was going to make it enjoyable!
To give a good measure right hand moved down to cup rather perky rump. Smirk playing at lips when he parted from the kiss to stare at the Prince. “Think they bought it?”
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Send 💓 for my muse’s reaction to yours listening to their heartbeat.
Prompto was still awake when Noctis scooted over to him in the middle of the night. Having been busying himself with games on his phone, he hardly realized that it had gotten so late. When the prince stirred, Prompto nearly dropped the device on his face.
Thankfully, he’d managed to catch it last minute.
He wasn’t sure if Noctis was actually asleep or awake - though his movements seemed calculated enough to be made by someone who was clearly conscious. Prompto remained silent as the prince made himself comfortable against his chest, managing not to say a word until the shifting came to a halt.
“Whatcha doing there, buddy?” He asked softly, mindful of Ignis and Gladio who were asleep only a few feet away. “Can’t sleep?”
It wasn’t unusual for any of them to have a little difficulty sleeping here and there, though it seemed Noctis had more problems than the rest of them. Prompto could guess almost immediately what his friend had been seeking out - as he himself had been guilty of the same thing on rare occasions.
Noctis was looking for something to help him sleep, and what more natural a lullaby than the human heartbeat? Prompto had been known to settle himself against the sleeping prince’s chest for the very same reason. Listening to the echo of his own heartbeat only caused anxiety – but Noct’s? Instant sleep.
It was only fair (and flattering, to say the least) for Prompto to allow Noctis that same sweet relief.
“Here’s a little tip – try to inhale for three beats, and exhale for three beats. Keep counting and breathing like that, and you’ll be out in no time.”
