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“Come off it, Iggy. You're saying that I shoulda let you die!?”
Ignis stares back at his prince, mouth set into a thin line. Unblinking. Resolute.
“Oh shit,” Noctis mumbles. He winds both hands into his already messy hair and pulls - a familiar gesture of sheer frustration that Ignis must’ve witnessed a thousand times. Directed at his father, the Council, Gladio, schoolwork… but almost never Ignis himself.
“You actually think that, don’t you?” the prince groans. “You think your life is worthless compared to mine!?”
“I am not in the habit of saying things I do not mean.”
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“One of the rules of the Lucian outdoors was to never let your guard down. Even during the night. Especially during the night, when a daemon could be hiding in every shadow, ready to pounce.”
After a daemon attack leaves Prompto, Ignis and Gladio severely wounded and on the verge of death, Noctis has to fight exhaustion and injuries of his own in a bid to save their lives.
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Distant Hearts Carved In Crystal by TheFluffiestNoxxrin
Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV, Final Fantasy XIV
14 Mar 2024
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A rescue mission and a failure of ancient technology leave Eorzea's champion stuck on Eos. While his friends back home try to get him back, he has no choice but to bide his time in an unfamiliar world. Luckily he isn't going to have to travel alone. But why can't Noctis remember that they've met before?
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A smile tugs across Noctis’ lips, small, but again sympathetic as he regards Regis.
“The others are coming soon.” Noctis tells him.
“Others - who?”
“The ones who hold far more ill temperaments than the rest of us.”
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When the previous Kings and Queen of Lucis begin speaking through Noctis everyone begins to scramble to find out why, especially as their attempts become more and more deadly to Noctis’ survival.
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- Part 3 of Hurt!Noctis Collection.
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Everyone knows that the second stage of puberty is just about the worst thing in the world. Your skin hurts as your scent glands finally kick into gear, your head feels like it's splitting open as your sinuses rapidly (and bloodily) develop the range needed to pick up on other people's scents; it's medically considered the highest amount of pain most healthy people feel in their lives.
For 17 year old Prince Noctis, however, it's Saturday morning, he just woke up with some sort of head cold, and he has training with his shield to get through.
Gladio is about to learn a lot about his friend’s pain tolerance, and that the attitude of ‘your parents will cover the details privately’ his tutor group had about sex ed was not the least bit adequate.
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- Part 1 of FFXV A/B/O Continuity
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But moments later, when he hears the howling of multiple voretooths in unison behind him, coming from the same trees he'd crept through, he realises Gladio had been right. "Shit. How many?" he asks even as he whirls around to face the copse, knowing his Shield easily has the last voretooth with them.
Gladio's tone sounds even more grim now, somehow. "Too many to count."
It was supposed to be a simple hunt. Go to Cauthess, find the pack of voretooth, and kill them. Easy money, right? Unfortunately it takes only a moment for things to go wrong, and Noct and Gladio soon learn that the hard way.
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It’s raining, cold and the boys are fighting a losing battle against a pissed-off behemoth – in other words, a less-than-ideal situation. Noctis takes a chance and throws a Blizzaga. Things go downhill from there.
(or, Noctis and hypothermia)
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What if the Prince of Lucis Kingdom is a bit more responsible in his royal duty, a silent type guy who rarely talk, a laid back person who trying hard to hide his special identity, and unpredictable in every senses of word?
Trying to hide a wound seems to be a hassle in Noctis dictionary even more he had an exam to wait? What can be possible more tiring than this?
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- Part 1 of The Prince
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It’s not any easier. It’s harder. It’s worse. Noctis feels for that magic again, to let it build and swirl and flow, he tries to breathe it in and swallow it down and be one with it. It’s in his veins, in his head, in his heart, he was born with it, and so it should come to him as naturally as breathing.
He tries to push it through Ignis, from his own fingertips and into the warm skin in his grasp, the way he had with Gladio. It hurts to even try, it steals his breath away. And nothing happens.
| Noctis pushes himself too hard when he finally gives Ignis and Gladio access to his magic.
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When the King of Light returned, he brought with him the sun. But it was too little too late. After ten years of Night, Eos was dying. The King was dead, the crystal gone, and magic was fading away. Even should they intervene, the Astrals would not be able to save their fading star. The people who had fought, those that struggled to survive, their sacrifice would be in vain as they withered away. Choosing hope, a desperate plan was set into motion and only time would tell if the world could be saved.
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- Part 1 of Calling for Rain
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As usual, Ignis had a long list of tasks he had to complete, some of which included taking care of some paperwork, sitting in on a few meetings, and accompanying Noctis to the opening of the museum exhibition dedicated to his family's honour.
Taking a bullet meant for the prince was not on his list.
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How does it feel, to be powerless?
It’s in Zegnautus Keep that Noctis’ world falls apart.
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Are any of the night terror Prompto had as a child have a connection to his past especially particular dream that still cling to him to this day from three years ago
Will he able to find the truth? Will he be able to accept the truth?
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Noctis finds himself in a situation that certainly makes him desperate: He must go to Insomnia to take a "simple" photo of the city for Vyv Dorden, a photographer from the streets of Lestallum. But could he do it, with his unhappy heart?
With his friends by his side, heck yeah he could.
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- English
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- Chapters:
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- Kudos:
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Noctis is fourteen when he kills for the first time.
It's not on a battlefield - but there's an enemy nonetheless.Or that time when Noctis felt helpless to save his father and the Arminger decided he would give the Prince the means to fulfill his wish.
Written for the Whumptober 2023 prompt: You better hope I don't get up from this
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- Part 1 of Whumptober 2023
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“The men slowly crept towards him, like predators finally catching up to their prey. The one with the glasses had his hands up, taking slow steps towards him. Noctis was still filled with the overwhelming desire to run, but something was... familiar. Did he know this man?”
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When Noctis is attacked and loses his memory in the process, he’s left completely vulnerable and terrified of the world around him. It’s up to his friends to support him through his recovery, while also keeping him safe from the dangers lurking in the shadows.
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Humanity tends to share a very common misconception.
Well, they actually had a lot of those, but the one that always upset Prompto was that Death was cruel.
Nothingness. Empty. Alone.
Prompto knew Death. Prompto loved Death.
Death was none of those things.
or, life prom and death noct because i found headbands and went insane
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Noctis and his friends, guided by feelings of compassion, end up falling into a trap and pay for sins they've never commited
Because (you've guessed it right) i love hurting noctis!
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The chocobros are wandering into the desert, then they fight some daemons, one of them is stealthy and noctis doesn't notice then he pays the price (poor noctis, he's cute, specially when he's all sick and feverish)
i'm here to contribute to the whump that our dear noctis deserves, (love u babe) -
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Reverse AU I personally very much needed. In short: Noctis is the Accursed, who wakes up a little later, and instead of fighting, flees as far as he can. Noctis doesn't really want to find out what happened or why is he not dead, he just really wants to rest. Shame he cannot sleep.
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Calm doesn’t last long – it’s still night, daemons lick at his heels, and wildlife isn’t friendly either, a loud roar tearing through the darkness. Meteor shines at him from afar, just like the city right on top of it, bright with warm light, and he feels possessed to move. Crystals dig into his bare feet and Noctis signs, inhaling the sea of unfamiliar scents, trying to understand, to calm the panic rising in his weak mind. It’s not necessarily safe in town, but at least he can wait there for the sunrise.