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[royalbratprince]

❝ you just cheated! i watched you! ❞

Prompts for Muses Who Are Little Shits | accepting though possibly eternally slow

Uh-oh. "It's totally fine! The rook just got last-minute secret orders from the king! He's got a cell phone!"

Ignis, having no ability and no need to pay attention to the chess game happening across the room as he carefully made notes on his tablet, tisked and shook his head. "Once you let go of a game piece, your move has been made, Noct."

A king did not pout. Of course. But they could get awfully close. Noctis huffed and moved the rook back to where it had been before he saw the better move. "Fine, Iggy, ignore modern technology making everyone's lives easier."

"Shame that it's my duty to remain aware of specific things that make my life more complicated." Offhand, under his breath, and looking much too pleased when his words got an offended cough out of Noctis.

#IC #novuscaelum #post-gameverse!noctis #((I was inspired)) #lookitmequeue

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prompts for muses who are Little Shits™

for all the muses out there who like to mess with others!! mainly meant for platonic relationships, but can be used for romantic & antagonistic relationships as well! feel free to modify any pronouns, descriptor words, & objects for your needs!

FROM THE LITTLE SHIT.

words. ❝ how'd you like the fake spider in your room? ❞ ❝ hang on a second, i'm gonna record this — ❞ ❝ i took 20 bucks out of your bag last night. ❞ ❝ alright, that's it, time for the tickle monster treatment! ❞ ❝ oh, yeah? and what are you gonna do about it? ❞ ❝ i think i might have accidentally just hurt myself again. ❞ ❝ what makes you think you can possibly take me? ❞ ❝ outta the way, i was here first! ❞ ❝ sorry, i lost that a little while ago. ❞ ❝ hey, come on! it was just a prank! ❞ ❝ i'm seriously thinking about forcing that secret out of you. ❞ ❝ wait, did YOU say you wanted the last piece of pie in the fridge? 'cause i kinda just ate it ... ❞

actions. [ SING ] — sender starts singing raunchy lyrics around receiver [ WRESTLE ] — sender attempts to start play-fighting with receiver [ FINGER ] — sender flips receiver the bird [ LAUGH ] — sender tries to make receiver laugh [ LEAN ] — sender puts their full weight on receiver [ COLD ] — sender puts their cold fingers under receiver's shirt [ DRIVE ] — sender begins to drive very fast with receiver in the car with them [ FOOD ] — sender steals a bite of receiver's food when they're not looking [ BLANKET ] — sender pulls receiver's blanket off them while they're half-asleep [ PRANK ] — sender pulls a prank on receiver (bonus points if a type of prank is specified!)

FOR THE LITTLE SHIT.

words. ❝ hey, stop that! ❞ ❝ careful, i just got that new furniture. ❞ ❝ okay, okay, i'll do anything, just please stop tickling me ... ! ❞ ❝ god, you're such an asshole! ❞ ❝ i swear, if you do that one more time ... ❞ ❝ i didn't actually think it was that funny. ❞ ❝ aw, dammit, you broke it! ❞ ❝ you can't go 24 hours without having some kind of accident, huh? ❞ ❝ you just cheated! i watched you! ❞ ❝ if you even think about messing with me today, i will end you. ❞ ❝ are you drunk or something? because that was some of the weirdest shit i've ever heard. ❞ ❝ okay, i won't lie, that was actually pretty funny. ❞

actions. [ HEADLOCK ] — sender puts receiver in a headlock [ CHASE ] — sender chases receiver around in frustration [ RUN ] — sender runs from receiver to avoid being pranked/scared [ NUDGE ] — sender briskly nudges receiver in response to a snarky comment [ IGNORE ] — sender pretends to ignore receiver [ PULL ] — sender is dragged into pulling a prank with the sender [ CLEAN ] — sender begins cleaning receiver's mess [ WIPE ] — sender begins cleaning receiver's injuries after pulling a stunt that doesn't end well [ LEAVE ] — sender storms off in frustration after being messed with by receiver [ REVENGE ] — sender pulls a revenge prank on receiver (bonus points if a type of prank is specified!)

#OOC #open starters #((random meme drop)) #((at midnight no less lgdkfljgfdg)) #((shame on me for neglecting this particular brat etc.)) #((there will be slowness as usual but! words)) #offline queue

[royalbratprince]

Got back into FFXV just in time to celebrate Noctis' birthday with paint practice

#OOC #imagery #((chocobo feather earring yes good)) #offline queue

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@novuscaelum

"I heard some yelling." Prompto shrugged with one shoulder, trying to keep the whole thing as casual and nonchalant as possible. "Kinda-- Well, I'm supposed to know what's going on, right?" He smiled a little, taking a chip for himself. "So I just followed the sound, but it kinda went quiet. Talked to your dad after that." Another little shrug, vaguely summing things up.

The blond listened, keeping his chip munching to a minimum. Everything Novus said was perfectly understandable from his point of view, right? Sure it differed from what he knew Noct went through, but it was still similar enough for him to understand the depth of it, if not the details.

"Sorry, little dude." Prompto offered sincerely. "Didn't mean to put you more on edge. I came to talk because I thought it might help." He rested his chin in the hand not currently holding the snack bag. "The war and defending Lucis is kind of a big deal to everybody. I mean, you figured that out and all, but I know it's gotta be a little too much a whole lot of the time. Especially talking about duty and stuff." And that was a summary he'd probably get at least one long stare for if anyone else were listening.

"Well. Hm." Another chip was slowly devoured as he thought. "I don't know if it helps to tell you that your dad would totally know where you're coming from. And he wouldn't want you to feel so stressed out, but I guess that's a talk you guys gotta have when you're ready. I don't know, is there anything you want me to tell him? 'Cause I won't tell him anything you don't want me to. Uncle's honor." He even held out a pinky for a swear.

"You...heard all that?" Novus asked denying a chip for now since he wasn't very hungry. How? When? Had they really both been that loud or had Novus not even noticed if there were others occupying the room to begin with when it all started? Oh boy.

"It's just..." Might as well begin talking about stuff now and get things out in the open. "All Dad ever talks about is war stuff." Novus began slowly. Being a kid, he didn't piece together that was what the King had to live through to make it to this point in time. "And...it's...well it's boring!" Not to mention exciting at times based on what story was being told. By this point, he'd forgotten most of the rest of the conversation aside from bits and pieces since time had passed. "Fight this or that. Why can't he just let it go? Why can't everybody? Why-"

Novus suddenly grew quiet, clenching his fists in frustration. "Why can't I not be in the middle of this? I'm gonna have to fix whatever stuff Dad messes up now and...what if I can't do it right at all? What if I can't fix everything and another war starts cause of something I did?"

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#IC #novuscaelum #Post-Gameverse!Prompto #((and somewhere Ignis SENSES potato chip crumbs in the car...)) #lookitmequeue

[royalbratprince]

a small psa that, if you’re writing with me, there’s never any pressure.  you can always take as much time responding to things as you need.  days, weeks, months, it’s fine with me!   you and your well-being come first.   i never want you to feel like i’m expecting you to write, because that’s never the case.  and i never want you to feel rushed for replies.  you, the mun, always come first, full stop.  <3

#OOC #PSA #reblog #cross post #((...in part right now because my body is reminding me that I have done Too Many Things Today all at once dlsjfdf)) #((BUT ALSO! always this)) #((...I take a whole lot of time with things myself and insist on mutual stress-free paper doll word-throwing)) #lookitmequeue

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"Dad? Were you excited to find out that you were gonna be a Dad for a second time after my sister?"

Looking down at his son, Noctis took to staring out the window for a number of seconds, debating exactly how honest he ought to be. He wasn't going to lie, of course not, but similar questions and open honesty had been... a little much, in the past. He didn't want to upset anyone, because it was complicated, and of course there was excitement, just--

Swallowing, he focused on Novus again, smile a little nervous. "Well, I... I was. We all were. And hoping you'd have someone to grow up with." That was the truth! It was! He could just leave it there and be fine!

The king drummed his fingers against his leg for a few seconds, pondering. "And a little terrified. B-but, excited terrified? Right? That's a-- That's a thing."

Oh he was bad at that.

#IC #novuscaelum #Post-Gameverse!Noctis #((I... needed to write this lfjdglkhf)) #lookitmequeue

[royalbratprince]

It’s Gladio’s birthday!🎉🎉🎉 I haven’t drawn him in a while, so I’m a little rusty but let it be known that I love this man❤️❤️❤️

#OOC #imagery #((1.) still alive etc. etc.)) #((2.) in just before midnight so it counts dslf)) #offline queue

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That's right, someday I'll tell tales regarding the moment of existential crisis caused by an entire video game sky just straight up ceasing to exist at a certain point on the continent and all light sources except Noct's flashlight going with it... dsflks

Yeah yeah, eventually I have to get back to documenting the harrowing out of bounds Niflheim adventure where the sky disappeared and all.

I have a fondness for the places you're never supposed to see and all that. It is art out here, where you aren't supposed to be.

#OOC #imagery #((GOOD TIMES)) #lookitmequeue

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@novuscaelum

The blond didn't bother to hide the relief at being let inside the car so easily, closing and locking the door behind him because... well, that was just polite, wasn't it? Something like that.

He didn't really expect Novus to be in much of a mood to talk, either, but that was okay. "He actually didn't." Prompto shrugged. "Figured I should probably check on you, y'know? Sounded kinda... intense. I only got his side of the story, so I don't know yours yet. Not that you gotta talk about it until you're ready, okay?" He did actually mean that. The prince was like Noctis in a lot of ways, and that meant patience paid off. And not the fake stuff, either; just honestly letting them both move at their own pace.

Being a little more careful than he normally would, Prompto delicately opened the bag of chips and then offered Novus first pick. "I know it doesn't seem like it, but I did learn how to clean up the back seat from watching Iggy back in the day. Besides, I think she'll understand this one time... but promise I'll do my best to keep everything spotless anyway." He snickered.

Sure, he did definitely have a reason for being there, but... just spending some time relaxing technically away from the Citadel was totally fine. Enough that he didn't pay too much attention to possible potato chip shrapnel.

The knock caused him to stir. Just how long had he been asleep back here? His arms ached from using them as pillows along with his neck. Whoever designed the seats didn't exactly have full body comfort in mind when they were in production. Slowly sitting up, the boy unlocked the door pressing it open so Prompto could enter if he wanted with his snack.

Perhaps the back seat was just for sitting and not lying down given that his upper body ached a bit as he sat against the seat once more, mostly his neck and shoulder if he were to get specific. "Hey, Uncle Prompto. Lemme guess. Dad sent you, didn't he?"

Noctis had to, probably since he wanted to find out his own son was still on the premises somewhere and not wandering off in Insomnia. "If you're here to spy on me or anything like that I'm not going back in...yet." Maybe the nine-year-old could make a game of it called 'How long to hold out in the Regalia'.

Spotting the chip bag, a lithe finger pointed at them. "You'd probably better be careful with those too. Mom doesn't like us eating in the back seat cause crumbs make the car look undignified or something like that..."

#IC #novuscaelum #Post-Gameverse!Prompto #lookitmequeue

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@ashesbloodstardust

Noctis saw that he'd managed to get through at least a little bit, but it was too early to celebrate. If he knew anything about Ignis, it was how relentless he could be... but that was usually with competitive things. Or life-threatening things. He kind of didn't want to think about that.

Poised as he was to argue, he did feel a little bit of victory in Ignis finally sitting. Shame that was instantly eclipsed by his worry for the man at how he'd kind of just flopped into the chair, but that was more than just one step in the right direction. He let out a little breath, reaching for his phone. There were things he could cook on his own, but getting a giant order of chicken soup delivered was in everyone's best interest. Especially when the fast alternative was canned. "Okay, Iggy, soup's on the way. Let me make you tea."

Noctis did not wait around for an answer; he'd certainly been in the kitchen and often times directly next to Ignis while he made himself tea. Often while grumbling about how many other people didn't know how to make it right, so the prince had paid attention. Boiling water and-- Herbal tea? Yeah, seemed a better bet than caffeine. Something partly floral and mostly "green-smelling" that Noct himself had a hard time not curling his lip at. Not overfilling the mug was it's own challenge, but he managed that on top of remembering to bring a little packet of crackers along with him too. Uh, in case the wait for soup was too much. Or to have with soup? Whatever.

"Did you need anything else? Feeling achy? Warm? Need a blanket?" He automatically reached to press the hand that hadn't just been holding a hot mug to Ignis' forehead to feel for a fever.

| ✨ | Maybe it was the way Noctis was actually trying to use semi-decent reasons why his adviser shouldn't be allowed function while sick, or perhaps the fever was just cooking his brain. A fond little smile slipped onto his lips, one he didn't let show very often. If there were more pressing matters that day, he'd probably deny Noctis the satisfaction of being right, but...

He'd been about to put up a protest when his prince gave him the 'order'. He wavered a bit, grinning wider at Noctis's attempt to try to look after him. "I... I should remind you that some orders are meant to be disobeyed but...."

Ignis brought a hand to his forehead, a reminder of his pounding head in that moment as it gave a particularly painful throb. "There's nothing on the schedule for the day you cannot attend to without me..."

It was then that Ignis took the few steps to sink bonelessly into a chair. The bed was too far just now, but this... he could concede to. "Alright.. You win this one, Noct. If only my head didn't pound quite so much.."

#IC #ashesbloodstardust #Pre-Gameverse!Noctis #((him worry? not at all!)) #lookitmequeue

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@novuscaelum

It was about an hour later when Prompto wandered into the garage and at least pretended not to know exactly where he'd find Novus. Not that Noctis knew himself, exactly, but from talking to him and seeing how upset he was... well. It was a hunch more than anything.

Sure enough, though, the kid was still asleep in the back seat. He felt kind of bad about the idea of waking him up, looking peaceful and safe, maybe even needing some time alone. Not that Novus wouldn't tell him if he needed more alone time, he supposed.

Sighing, he gently tapped on one of the back windows. "Hey, little dude. Room for one more?" And if he held up a bag of potato chips... that could be their little secret.

To him that meant the conversation was over for the time being which also meant he could leave. Heading outside into the gardens, Novus paced along the pathway kicking an occasional rock to the wayside with the toebox of his sneaker. Nature was supposed to be healing or whatever it was Ignis had told him once and so far it wasn't doing much of anything in his mind except surrounding himself with verdant colors of foliage plus a few trees peppered about.

"She's wrong. She's gotta be and-Ugh!" What he was more annoyed with at the moment was the topic of the days of old. War. Tales of scourge. Everything. Even if they were interesting to listen to. Like Novus had said everything was peaceful now so what was the point in even dwelling in the past anymore?

Maybe what he needed was actual space from here for a bit, from home, though being royalty he also knew how panicked everyone would be if he actually did physically leave and head out into Insomnia. So, he did the next best thing.

He kept up appearances as he wandered the halls giving the servants small smiles and waves as he passed before slipping away to the backseat of the unlocked Regalia. Here he'd be safe he supposed. Being the first generation after something so profound was difficult and it had its toll on, well...probably all the kids in Insomnia come to think of it. In fact, he'd mostly forgotten what Anna had said aside from the replacement piece. The boy's thoughts were obviously elsewhere.

With a soft sigh, Novus curled up on the black leather seat letting sleep overtake him. Perhaps things would look slightly better after a small nap.

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#IC #novuscaelum #Post-Gameverse!Prompto #((...just dropping Prom over here makes the most sense for now)). #lookitmequeue

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874 @star54kar and @athaerys Thank you for this ridiculous request 😂 He's been fishing for 36 hours straight and he'll be damned if he leaves before catching that godsdamned gar

#OOC #imagery #((...I also really need this here)) #lookitmequeue

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@novuscaelum

He did, to his own credit, realize that he'd already dug himself in way too far. And he was very likely going to have to (unsuccessfully) explain himself to Luna and Ignis at the very least. Logically, he should have stopped there.

He was really bad at that logic class, though. And technically, technically, he still wasn't lying... right? "Oh, well... we're very distantly related to chocobos. Lots and lots of, uh... genetic paths apart from each other, but we're very distant relatives." He wasn't great at biology, either.

And then, as all things really had to, it got worse. He dug himself in deeper. "That's a pretty sad thing, actually..." Okay, outright lying, that was bad-- "The shells don't really hold up well enough to keep. I can see if there are any pictures of them, though..." Prompto was going to laugh right in his face and then tell Luna. And he was probably going to deserve at least one lecture.

Novus's eyes grew wide as he overheard the explanation. Babies did have tiny hands and his were small. Just the entire answer got his imagination acting up...to an extent.

"Wait. If we come from Chocobos-" Oh, how he wished Prompto was here to witness this. Because he'd probably be freaking out about the fact that all humans he knew were related to the giant birds he loved. "Or birds how come we don't have feathers? Or beaks?" His pointer finger touched the tip of his own nose once or twice trying his best make sense of things before his hand dropped to his side again.

To be fair, Noctis had never said that adults and children come from eggs, just babies. But babies had to grow up from something didn't they? "I wanna see your egg and mine! Can we go check it out, Dad? They gotta be around here somewhere. Are they upstairs? Downstairs? In your room?"

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#IC #novuscaelum #Post-Gameverse!Noctis #((adventures in fatherhood and bed decision making...)) #lookitmequeue

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@ashesbloodstardust

Lips set in a line of determination, Noctis very clearly was not done with the conversation. "I don't think fainting is on your to-do list, right? Or getting hurt during sparring practice because you're too dizzy to dodge? Losing track of all the-- All the timers for things and something winds of burned or whatever--"

He was trying logic. He was trying reason. Iggy's own weapons against him or whatever, but in the end he also knew it was silly to think he could beat a master of those art forms. So...

"I... order you to stay in bed and take care of yourself. And let me bring you soup." He hadn't exactly done a lot of caring for, himself, but he was kind of an expert in getting cared for. That counted for a lot, right?

@royalbratprince asked: "Ignis. Iggy. You should try staying in bed for once."

| ✨ | "Nonsense, Noct. I have things to do, even if you haven't."

Said the man who looked about to slither down the wall he didn't realize he was leaning into. A bit pale, and surely not feeling well, but stubborn to the last, Ignis held himself upright.

#IC #ashesbloodstardust #Pre-Gameverse!Noctis #((he tries)) #((as they all try... glkfdgj)) #lookitmequeue

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The divine right of kings but it's a curse

#OOC #reblog #((...to me this suits both canon and a slightly more literal AU that knocks around in my head from time to time...)) #((it's a thought anyway)) #lookitmequeue

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@novuscaelum

His son's response got a soft laugh out of him, and that seemed to be that for the most part. Noctis had sort of been hoping he didn't have to take off at a run to duck away from anything else for the night, maybe even daring to think about a relaxed weekend...

And it seemed possible, it really did. He smiled at his son's observation, and the first part of that question was easy enough to answer, but the second--

He choked. A little. He coughed and caught his breath again right away at least, but. Of all the things he couldn't have possibly expected...

Luna wasn't there. Ignis wasn't there. That was... good and bad... "Well, hm. I don't know, it's kind of a secret." Right, okay. He could do this without making anyone too mad. Probably.

Potentially. "Getting ahead of ourselves here... I'm an adult so I have larger hands, right?" He held his hands up and tried to hide the fact that he was thinking awfully hard about exactly what to say in regards to that other thing...

"And kids have smaller hands, right? Especially babies." Okay, good. Avoiding the rest, though. "And babies have really tiny hands," good, very good, "Because they come from eggs."

Okay, that... it's technically not untrue, right? Not a full lie?

The Prince, meanwhile, looked at his thumb with renewed interest. Personally, he'd never thought about how his thumb was made at all until this point in time. So blame Noctis for his curiosity. "Mhm! All by myself! I think..."

The prince paused turning his thumb like Noctis had before studying the rest of his hand. There were other fingers too but he didn't do much with those when he'd presented his 'gift' except fold them together. His eyes then went to the King's thumb. It was much bigger then his own.

"Your thumb is bigger than mine." Novus commented. "Mine's smaller." But why? Another pause. "Is it cause you're a grown-up and if it is where do babies come from?" The question, while probably random to others, would at least explain the size difference since the boy knew he was still a kid and Noctis was an adult. "Can you tell me?"

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#IC #novuscaelum #Post-Gameverse!Noctis #((working on shaking some words out here...)) #((and Noct works up to the disappointment)) #lookitmequeue