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Gladio and Noctis hatch a plan to prevent Ignis from spending his entire vacation working by enlisting Prompto to be Ignis’s "Fun Coordinator" for the whole week. By Royal Decree.
Ignis, of course, is not on board with this plan, even if he has no choice but to obey. He can't decide which part is worse: relinquishing control of his daily schedule to someone else, the fact that refusal means he suffers the consequences of disobeying His Royal Pain-in-the-Ass, or that he has to awkwardly navigate an entire week trying (and failing) to hide his infatuation with Prompto.
Surely, no good can come of this.
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17 Sep 2025
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"This is a conspiracy."
Noctis laughed and so did Gladio.
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“I never imagined in a thousand years I’d be discussing gay penguin courting rituals with you, Iggy,” Prompto said. “But I’m surprisingly okay with that.”
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“Iggy,” he murmured.
“Hmm?”
“You brought me to see chocobos?” he whispered.
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Luna loves Noctis.Noctis loves Prompto.
Prompto just wants everyone to be happy, but that may require getting more involved in their marriage than he ever expected to be.
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11 Sep 2025
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So when Noctis has his shoes back on, and they’re just standing there staring at each other, the realization comes crashing down. They’ve had their last kiss already, and Noctis doesn’t even remember it, because, in his infinite stupidity, he never expected their relationship to end.
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To see Luna in real life, to realize how charming and insanely beautiful she was, even more worthy of his adoration than he ever imagined, and knowing she was going to marry Noctis, the person he cared about most in the world...Even though he would miss having Noctis in his life, he couldn’t deny that he’d found someone better. Noctis deserved the very best, and that was never gonna be Prompto.
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Shit, Prompto must have a thing for royalty or something. If anyone found out about any of this, they’d think he was some brilliant, charming guy to win over a prince and a princess. But Prompto honestly didn’t even mean to. In fact, he kinda meant to do the opposite.
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01 Sep 2025
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“Gladio? Oh gods you didn’t-”
“No! He’s fine, it’s just… I can feel his little heart going…”
There was a beat of silence, Prompto could hear just how fast his heart was going too.
“He’s terrified…”
He was.
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“It’s like you’re allergic to gentle.”
“You’re like, the size of my finger.”
“Exactly, don’t be mean to me I’m small.”
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“You weren’t like…watching me sleep were you?”
Prompto turned to stare up at him for a long time, but Noct seemed unable to hold his gaze, a soft blush painting his neck.
“As fascinating as that sounds,” Prompto said slowly, “no.”
“Oh he does sarcasm now too.”
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“It’s alright, you’re going to be alright, Prompto, I promise we’ll look after you,” he soothed, not even sure who he was reassuring. Prompto curled even more into himself, shivers racking his fragile frame and, all at once, he was struck with the overwhelming terror of holding such a breakable thing, the sheer weight of the tiny yet monumental life he now cradled in his hands crashing over him like a tidal wave. It almost felt wrong, like it was a sin for him to even touch something so precious.
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“I still think there’s a pretty big difference between ‘friend who’s a prince’ and ‘friend who is literally five inches tall’ that you’re not really acknowledging here.”
“Oh I’m acknowledging it,” Noctis said, a mischievous grin pulling across his lips, “I’m acknowledging it by saying it’s a load of crap and I don’t care.”
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“Uh, dude,” Prompto said hesitantly, patting at his enormous neck in confusion, “what are you doing?”
“Trying to give you a hug, dumbass,” Noctis grumbled.
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Cor's assignment to Niflheim was to escort a Crownsguard spy and defecting scientist back to Lucis. He couldn't have expected the addition of the child they stole from the facility, one of many born in the labs to become an MT. He also couldn't have expected to care about what happened to that child once they reached the safety of Insomnia.
It was chance that took the child from the fate he was created for. And it was chance that brought him back into Cor's life years later. Cor wasn't one to get attached, but he couldn't help but root for the boy who's fate he helped change.
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25 Aug 2025
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It took Cor a few seconds for his brain to click into place and notice the tuft of yellow hair being stirred by the wind.
“Fuck me, is that one of the MT clones?”☀︎ ❅ 𖤓 ❄ 𖤓 ☀︎ ☼ ✹
Dustin sighed. “I don’t know. I don’t think there are any right answers here. I doubt a potential family would take him if they knew all the details. If it ever got out that the Crown knowingly brought a Magitek clone inside Insomnia’s walls and subsequently put them into the civilian population, it would be a disaster. Every person brought into this project is a potential security risk. The goal of the Crown is to keep that risk as low as possible.”
Cor thought about red eyes turned violet. Hands clutching a plush chocobo. The kid deserved a blank slate.☀︎ ❅ 𖤓 ❄ 𖤓 ☀︎ ☼ ✹
The odds that this kid who was born as a Niflheim lab experiment would someday befriend the prince of the nation he was created to fight against seemed past the point of irony.
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It was strange. He didn’t make a sound on their journey across Eos, a blank slate who had no idea how to be human. Seeing him now, smiling and animated as he explained how the sea birds would start migrating in and hanging out by the fountain, gave him a feeling of hope. In his position, he saw the worst of humanity. It was easy to see the steady creep of the Empire and fear that all that was good would soon be devoured by it. The kid was proof that sometimes bright things can still grow from those ashes.
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“I see.” Ignis adjusted his glasses. “If I may be presumptuous, your involvement goes beyond keeping track of him for security concerns. You’re protective of him.”
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Eventually Gladio will get to meet Noct's mystery new friend, he's sure. But for now he's got bigger things on his mind, like finally getting his tattoo and having some temporary fun with whoever peaks his interest.
“Did you like the studio? Prompto speaks very highly of it,” Ignis asks.
Gladio nods, “It seems pretty cool,” he admits, “Plus they've got the cutest blond I’ve ever seen wandering around.”
Ignis smirks, “You don’t say?”Alternatively: Gladio gets a rad new tattoo and a super cute definitely-not-a-boyfriend. What would he want a boyfriend for? That doesn't really fit in with that inevitable life path the world has laid out for him.
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25 Aug 2025
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[Freckles 09:43] next time i steal one of your books remind me not to read it on the bus
[Freckles 09:43] not only did i have to read about THROBBING MEMBERS but an old lady tried to talk to me about it
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It’s from so long ago, from the very first time Gladio had discovered that Prompto even existed, but he had been warned.
Gladio had been told in no uncertain terms not to ask Prompto about his own tattoos.Gladio’s one silver lining in this, come lunch time the next day, is that Prompto, however upset he is, doesn’t seem to have told Noctis that Gladio upset him.
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“Gladio, you need to make an honest man out of my friend, you can’t keep living in sin like this,” Noctis had teased and somehow Gladio had found himself laughing.
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“Hey,” he says, “I love you.”
Prompto laughs, “Yeah, I love you too you big sap.”