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faultedcodes · 4 years
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a fucked up kissing meme / accepting
@crystalchose​​: 💔 8. a  kiss  on  an  injury  my  muse  gave  to  yours. bc friendly fire is a thing on accident :)
send  me   ‘  💔  ’   to  generate  the  angsty  way  that  our  muses  kiss.  feel  free  to  specify  a  number  or  who  is  kissing  who  if  you’d  like. -- 8. a kiss on an injury my muse gave to yours
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       it was an accident. he knows that, he’s sure of it. but that doesn’t stop the pain that shoots through his entire arm. the burn still healing, ignis assured him that it won’t leave any harsh scarring. prompto can tell noctis feels awful, and rightfully so. sure, he was still learning how to use the energy properly, but it was somewhere in the rulebook that you don’t burn your boyfriend. he smells like smoke, hair singed with a few pieces that felt like they’d crumble right off. he rubs at the burn softly, and despite knowing it won’t scar it still makes him jumpy. he’d already grown up with body issues, surely a couple scratches here and there were nothing; but something permanent like this held the capacity to destroy him.
        silly as it was to some, prompto had worked damn hard to get himself in shape and to finally feel comfortable in his own skin. blemishes and anything permanent made him jittery, made him feel like people were looking at him. he’s relieved to say the least, but the thought is still in the back of his mind. he can still feel the warmth as it settled against his arm, the smoke clouding his vision as he stumbled through it. it wasn’t until gladio had used a potion on him that he realized what was happening, thrown over the man’s shoulder and placed down against the grass covered terrain. he was coughing, his arm hurt in a way he’d never felt before and everyone was staring at him.
        he can feel more eyes on him now as he stares at the floor of the hotel room. noctis comes closer, shifts onto the bed beside him and quitely takes his arm into his hands. soft kisses are pressed to the injury, pink lips pressed to discolored flesh. it’s only when noctis pulls away that prompto can already figure out what he’s going to say. he’s going to apologize for the thousandth time between the hunt and the hotel. quietly, he shakes his head before his boyfriend can say much of anything. ❛ it’s okay. ❜
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reflectingchaos · 4 years
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“I am convinced that every thing is going wrong.” - @ ignis
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Noctis’ words put Ignis into an uncomfortable position,  because the prince was not entirely wrong.  everything kind of had gone wrong ever since Insomina was attacked instead of the peace treaty going as planned.  their entire journey after that felt like it was just lucky improv.
and he’d been doing his job,  holding his tongue and trying to keep his concerns away from the others out of concern for bringing them down.  but Noctis was feeling it too,  evidently,  and Ignis felt a strange sense of relief that the prospect of being able to talk about it instead of tolerate the weight alone.  still,  he didn’t want to put too much on his prince,  so he had to be cautious.  “it’s certainly not going right,”  he begins,  trying to find the words for the optimistic ‘but’ that he’d determined to follow it with.  “but we still have each other,  we still have the car.  and we still have you,”  he states,  placing both hands atop Noctis’ shoulders.  “and that's the important thing.”
it was easy these days,  with all the world and even the ancient kings feeling against them,  to feel that it was all a hopeless battle.  but Noctis was still alive,  he was still safe.  they hadn’t failed until they were all dead.  that was what Ignis reminded himself of in the dead of night,  when it felt like everything was crumbling around him.
               “just because it’s going wrong now,  doesn’t mean we can’t turn it around.”
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crystalchosea · 3 years
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moved to @crystalchose
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starpierced · 4 years
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got bullied into making a noctis @crystalchose if ur into that shit.  
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faultedcodes · 4 years
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crystalchose: noct: a date....and maybe a kiss if you're nice :/
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       ❛ i don’t have to say yes, you know. ❜
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faultedcodes · 4 years
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@crystalchose​: “shh, shh. you were having a nightmare.”
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       ❛ WHAT THE F-- ❜ prompto stirs, jostling out of the arms that had previously wrapped around him amidst his sleep. his heart is pounding in his chest, rapid and frantic, fight or flight defense fully kicked in as he all but jumps to the other side of the bed. wide eyes are met with noctis’ own and he relaxes slowly to his words. shh, shh. you were having a nightmare. one that he can’t wake up from. one that he’d been living for his entire life. only having just found out the true meaning of the barcode that branded his skin, he’d found it hard to sleep in the nights that followed. hard to do anything, really.
       his cheeks stained with tears, body still shaking slightly, he can’t bring himself to give noctis an explanation. he feels broken, broken beyond repair. all he can do is nod, eyes dropping and refusing to meet his boyfriend’s gaze. the blonde turns his back and slips beneath the covers once more. he curls inward on himself, balled up underneath the bedsheets with his face pressed against the pillows. a choked sob muffled by the fabric, prompto swallows the lump in his throat and forces his eyes closed. it was just a dream, an awful dream. ❛ s-sorry for waking you .. ❜ he just barely gets out, worried that he’d slowly become more of a problem for the other.
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faultedcodes · 4 years
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@crystalchose​: pokes prompto’s cheek before playing with the piece of hair that hangs down under his hat. ‘you look good. i mean-uh, the new outfit. looks good. on you.’
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       a small smile graces his lips, blush coating his cheeks as their eyes meet. his hand comes up slowly to cup noctis’ cheek, leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to his boyfriend’s lips. ❛ yeah ? you think so ? ❜ he hums, pulling away to fix the collar of his jacket before he tugs it down a little, smoothing his hands along the front of it. ❛ well, thanks. keeps me from having to style my hair every morning, that’s for sure ! ❜
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faultedcodes · 4 years
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@crystalchose​ said: sits in prompto’s lap and gives him a kiss. ‘hi.’
unprompted asks / always accepting
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       though he’d previously been preoccupied with king’s knight, thumbs moving abruptly against the pads of the controller in his third attempt of the level, he’s willing to give all of his attention to his boyfriend when he makes his presence known. the controller is discarded onto the table, arms slinking around noctis’ waist as he pulls him closer. a small smile graces his lips and he allows his eyes to flutter shut when he spots the raven haired leaning in. their lips meet for a brief moment before he’s pulling away and the blonde nearly finds himself pouting. ❛ hi. ❜
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faultedcodes · 4 years
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@crystalchose​ / send ‘eyeballing’ for a starter where my muse is staring at your muse.
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       it’s not so much that he means to stare, it just sort of happens. his eyes find noctis’ own from across the room, small smile settling on his lips. it’s embarrassing, a blush rising to his cheeks when he receives a look most likely in regards to his staring. prompto pulls himself out of his fixated state, eyes dropping to the table as he taps his fingers lightly against it to a beat in his head. when noctis sits in front of him is when prompto’s gaze lifts once more, grinning. ❛ hey, man ! ❜ he beams, legs swinging forward and back beneath the table. ❛ you’re finally up. ❜
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faultedcodes · 4 years
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@crystalchose​: ‘ it’s not that i don’t want to live . i just don’t want to live like this . ’
a million little things prompts / currently accepting
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       the words are hard for prompto to acknowledge, his brows furrowed together as he stares down at his lap. this side of noctis was new to him, unsure of how to take it or if he should even bother trying to make light of the situation. it hurts to hear that his best friend is struggling, that he’s possibly been struggling in silence -- much like himself -- all this time. and somehow prompto failed to notice. his teeth dig lightly into the side of his cheek, gloved hand coming up to scratch anxiously at the back of his head. 
         ❛ ... like what, noct ? ❜ the blonde inquires, head tilting to the side as he peers over at him. it only takes him a second to shift closer to him, until their arms brush together and it makes the butterflies in his stomach erupt. hesitantly, he rests his head against the man’s shoulder, eyes fluttering shut. ❛ you can tell me anything, you know. i-i might not be as wise as iggy, but i can give pretty good advice. at least, i’d like to think so. ❜ 
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faultedcodes · 3 years
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@crystalchose​: ‘ are you talking to me ? ’ consider: ghost noctis :)
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        it’d been some time since the unfortunate death of his beloved -- noctis was gone, prompto knew that. but there were instances where he could feel him; it started out with gentle gusts of wind. he’d feel his individual fingers brush against his arm, he’d feel noctis’ knuckles against his skin. at night he’d feel his hair pushed back in his sleep, lips against his forehead. it happened often enough for him to think that he was just imagining it all. for a while he believed that was all it was. he wanted it to be more, but he couldn’t bring himself to rationally believe in ghosts. sure, daemons he’d seen -- but a ghost was something entirely new.
          if he were to spark this conversation with anyone, he was sure he’d get everyone’s heads turning. ignis would surely think that he’d gone mental and gladio would laugh right in his face. the only person he could talk to was noctis -- noctis who was gone, and who he was sure was haunting him. he figured it was best to leave things be, until things were brought to the next level. he’d catch glimpses of noctis’ reflection: in mirrors, in glasses, blurs in photographs. none of this made any sense to him.
           one night in particular after his shower, he takes one hand to the fogged mirror and brushes it against the warm glass just well enough to make out a figure standing behind him. he wipes again; still there. again. and again. and again. so many times that the glass is blurred enough to where he grabs his towel and tries his hardest to clear it up. the figure remains standing, staring back at him. it’s enough to make prompto break. both hands grip either side of the sink beneath him as he screws his eyes shut and shakes his head. 
          ❛ -- you’re not real ... you’re not real. you’re not him. ❜ his teeth grind together, brows furrowed and back tense. it’s not until he hears the figure speak that his body caves forward, head between his shoulders as tears stain his porcelain cheeks. ❛ go away. if this is some sick fuckin’ joke -- you’re not real. you can’t be. ❜
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reflectingchaos · 4 years
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“ please, just hold on a little longer. i can’t lose you too. ” @ ignis
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his entire world is pain and darkness.  he feels like he’s suffocating from the lack of sight,  his heart racing in fear of the unknown.  when Noctis puts his arm beneath Ignis and lifts him up,  it’s as if reassurance emanates from the prince’s touch.  the sound of his voice is like music to Ignis’ ears.  he opens his mouth to speak,  but at first he can only managed pained gasps and groans.  his entire body burns with pain,  his skin damaged and discoloured.  but to be held in Noctis’ arms,  to know that he can hear his voice one more time beings a sort of peace to his heart.  he could die happy with that.
“is that...  you...  Noctis...  but how?”  he barely whispers in struggling words.  a barely formed sentence.  he can feel himself dying,  and in his mind,  a part of him pleads.  please,  he thinks.  please,  I know I agreed,  and I’ll give it all if you want.  but if there’s is any way this cup can pass from me...  he reaches out a hand weakly,  burnt finger finding the fabric of Noctis’ jacket.  despite the pain,  his finger close around the fabric,  desperate.  I don’t want to die,  he thinks,  his eyes closing as his prince’s words ring in his ears.  “please,  just hold on a little longer.”  the words almost seem to have a magical effect,  and the strength and grasp of consciousness that was slowly draining from him seemed to stop.  he was still so tired,  still so weak beyond belief.
Noctis was holding his entire weight as the hand that was grasping Noctis’ jacket drops.  he has only the strength to remain conscious,  and that speck remains to him.  how or why,  he cannot begin to fathom,  all he can think about is Noctis and whether or not he’s okay.  he must be if he’s found his way here,  found Ignis.  the Kings,  he slowly realizes,  have a speck of kindness in them.  as Ignis realizes his life-force has stopped depleting,  he offers a smile.  weak,  barely there,  but the corners of his lips twitch upwards just slightly.  but even with the smile,  tears both of pain and relief gently stream from the corners of his eyes.  “you...  you know me.  couldn’t...  get rid of me...  if...  if you tried,”  he groans in pain but manages to work out a chuckle along with it.
where there’s a will,  there’s a way.  but his strength in done,  and as he falls back into silence,  his world darkens and he becomes dead weight in Noctis’ arms.  he’s still alive,  but weak.
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faultedcodes · 4 years
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tag dump prt 3
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » ignis / multinaes * main  」☆゚.*・。゚ if my wishes came true it would’ve been you.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » ignis / multinaes * time loop  」☆゚.*・。゚ if i’m on fire you’ll be made of ashes too.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » noctis / crystalchose * time loop  」☆゚.*・。゚ look at this godforsaken mess that you made me.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » noctis / crystalchose * mermaid  」☆゚.*・。゚ would it be enough if i could never give you peace.
「  𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 » time loop  」☆゚.*・。゚ leave no trace behind like you don’t even exist.  
「  𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 » older  」☆゚.*・。゚ never had the courage of my convictions so long as danger’s near.  
「  𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 » mermaid  」☆゚.*・。゚ tonight we’re the sea and the salty breeze.  
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faultedcodes · 4 years
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new tags for ships (platonic and romantic) these are just ppl i interact w the most / always send me memes But if u are not on here and i forgot pls lmk bc this was all from memory
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » noctis / crystalchose * older  」☆゚.*・。゚ you knew the hero died so what’s the movie for.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » noctis / crystalchose * main  」☆゚.*・。゚ say you loved me all along kiss the bruises till they’re gone.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » noctis / crystalchose * ffvii  」☆゚.*・。゚ no other sadness in this world would do.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » aerith / multinaes * fvii  」☆゚.*・。゚ memories are mapped out by the lines we’ll trace.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » aerith / roseusuitta * main  」☆゚.*・。゚ you enchant me even when you’re not around.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » ignis / regisica * main  」☆゚.*・。゚ i’ll shoulder the load and i’ll swallow the shame.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » gladio / strictomiles * main  」☆゚.*・。゚ you got through my guard when i was in safety mode.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » tifa / beatrushx * ffvii  」☆゚.*・。゚ i am living for your touch but i would die to be your man.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » zack / freeheroed * main  」☆゚.*・。゚ there’s an angel and he’s shaped like you.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » cloud / strifeborn * ffvii  」☆゚.*・。゚ i braved a hundred storms to meet you.
「  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 » noctis / adsmnia * main  」☆゚.*・。゚ i wished you the best of all this world could give.
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faultedcodes · 4 years
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stood  on  the  cliffside  ,  screaming  ‘ give me a reason ’ 
                                               your  faithless  love’s  the  only  hoax  i  believe  in  . 
my  only  one  , 
                my  kingdom  come  undone  , 
                                                       my  broken  drum  ;  you  have  beaten  my  heart  .
don’t  want  no  other  shade  of  blue  but  you  ,  
                           no  other  sadness  in  the  world  would  do  .
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faultedcodes · 4 years
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fifty ways to kiss someone / accepting
@crystalchose​: 💏 ( 25. as a ‘yes’ )
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       they’d spoken a lot about marriage, something that neither of them would’ve ever thought that they’d be allowed. prompto had spent as long as he could remember of his life being in love with noctis, possibly even from the time they were in grade school. being his friend heightened his crush and he’d be lying if he tried to dispute the fact that noctis taught him how to love. if this was the only love he’d ever get to know, it would be worth it; all of the sadness, the heartache, everything. to know noctis was to love him, but to love him was something in its own entity. 
       of course the lovers daydreamed, inserted themselves into a new life where things wouldn’t have to be so complicated all of the time. a life where noctis was free to choose, free to be himself, free to love someone that he wanted to love. and marriage was reserved for the one. in a lifetime adjacent to their own, maybe that could’ve been the case. maybe noctis wouldn’t have been fated for failure, to be a sacrifice, to lose everything and everyone he’d ever loved. and maybe in that lifetime noctis would choose him, should he be allowed to.
       the question comes as a shock, and prompto rolls his eyes. marry him ? gods, noctis might have lost his mind. ignis would surely flip out and he was more or less already spoken for, so what could he possibly be hiding up his sleeve ? the blonde turns his head to look at his boyfriend, brows drawn together and lips part as if to speak. his breath catches in his throat at the sight before him; noctis down on one knee and ring box bared to him. eyes blown wide, prompto nods hesitantly. if this was a joke, it’d be a sick one at that, but there’s something in the way that noctis looks unsure that tells him he’s not kidding. he kneels to his boyfriend’s height now, takes his face in his hands and kisses him with every ounce of passion in his body. yes, he thinks to himself, as if that wasn’t obvious enough already.
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