I'm Just Me. - Archive

I’m so tired someone please kill me

So… I was trying to prove a point… (He does indeed look like the bitchy marshmallow I call him now. lol)

Allen however, one-uped me… even his actual box is better. And he thinks he can’t draw. *shakes head @morethanabarcode*

I’m already feeling a little ready to work on stuff, just not a hundred percent atm and typing anything in tumblrs mobile app is basically like pulling teeth.

Rather annoyed you can't just pay standard fee to start but wtf ever.

Lunafreya gently placed her daughter Stella back into the incubator and left the room as the nurse directed. She had wanted a child so badly, she hung her head, she simply hoped the child would live. That her desperate wish wouldn’t end in painful tears. That was all she asked now, constantly praying and pleading with the Astrals to let her and Prompto keep their beautiful child.

It was no more her fault than it was his. ...As much as his mind was screaming at him right now.

Placing a gentle hand on her shoulder, Prompto pulled her close and shook his head solemnly. Not quite trusting his voice to convey all the things he wished to reassure her.

His scruffed chin rest atop her head as he took a deep breath and struggled to find the right words to say. For once...the chatter box was at a loss for them. But another deep, shaking breath, the gunner managed to string something together.

“It’s out of our hands, Luny... We can’t change our selves anymore than we can change what is happening with Stel. We just---” Voice was cracked and rough, he needed to clear his throat before continuing. “We just have to wait and see... If the doctor’s say she’ll pull through then she...she has to. Right?”

He wished he could believe that. Wished so much, so painfully much with all his heart. Wasn’t sure what losing their child would do to him...let alone both of them.

But what he could do now was take care of Lunafreya.

Placing a gentle kiss against the crown of her head, he pulled back and looked her over once before settling into a grim look.

“Oh thank goodness.” Ignis stood up and moved over to Prompto, looking him up and down for damage. Satisfied that there didn’t seem to be any, he glared out the doorway where Noctis still stood. But, he had to cough to cover his laugh at the drowned rat look the Prince was currently sporting. “Go take a shower Noctis.”

Even if sometimes it hit sore spots more than he had intended.

“No. And honestly, I don’t really care who does anymore.” With a grimace, Prompto went about quietly changing into the clothes he slept in. Having left them there when he’d stormed off into the night of all things. With his head mostly cleared, he knew that he’d have likely managed perhaps a day...maybe a few before he’d had to have resorted to hitching rides to perhaps Hammerhead.

Not that it was a bad plan.

...But what would he have done had he left? Noctis was the whole reason he was out here. How he’d even managed to likely survive the fall of Insomnia and here it was being brought into question if that had been for the best.

Shaking his head, a sigh left the blond before he was finally changed into fresh clothing and sat down on the edge of a bed. Barely glancing at Noctis when he came back out with their water-logged phones.

Gladiolus heaved a sigh as Prompto finally woke up, and tried his best not to laugh as the man began freaking out.

Lunafreya wasn’t quite so capable, and laughed out right as he mentioned ruining their reception. “Oh Prompto, you’ve only been out for like ten minutes. There is plenty of reception left for you to ‘ruin’. And, honestly, I would like you to be a part of it.”

She moved over to him and gently kissed his forehead as he pleaded with Gladiolus, “But, we’ll get out of your hair for a bit, so you two can sort this out.”

With that she, Noctis, and Ignis all left the room. Gladiolus smiled at Prompto, really, he wanted to kiss him. But, he wasn’t sure how well that would go over at the moment. “It may not have been the most positive answer, but it wasn’t the most negative either.”

As much as he was inclined to believe he had.

Prompto blanched at Gladiolus’ response and gave him a stern look.

“How is that not suppose to be negative?! Dude, if I was you I’d be traumatized for life!” He asserted before quickly quieting down. Eyes soft as they watched the shield kneel once again...the offending ring in his hand once more.

Taking a moment to take a deep breath; quieting his anxious thoughts, a smile graced his face before leaning forward and placing a kiss on his lips.