#noctis hc

    Defers to Ignis for almost everything as he’s not really used to even taking care of himself

·         Will try his best though, often calling for advice and following            instructions Ignis gives him

·         He burns the soup

·         Like how? No one knows

·         He sheepishly admits to being unsure but you tell him its all right

·         Everyone makes mistakes

·         How about crackers and 7-Up?

·         Store runs he can handle

·         Makes sure to get what you ask for and even gets the medicine Ignis told him about which you are grateful for

·         Can be clingy during recover because he wants you to be okay

LEARNING SIMPLE YET IMPORTANT LIFE SKILLS: Despite Noct’s difficulty motivating himself and finding time to do things between school, royal duties, friends, training, etc... He likes to learn small, important tasks as much as possible. He tries his hand at cooking, though he knows he’s terrible at it. He is able to recognize how important it is and has grown to dislike Ignis having to do everything for him. He knows it’s his job, but really Noctis likes the idea of being a normal, self-sufficient adult. Therefore, he reads books and looks online to learn how to do things like sew, fold clothes, basic first aid, etc... It gives him a healthy sense of accomplishment and independence, even when he struggles to do it right the first (second or third) time when trying his hand at it himself.

PIANO: As royalty, being proficient in a number of different tasks and arts was a given in the Caelum household. Noctis was constantly put under pressure to become cultured and well-rounded. Ever since he was a child he found the prospect exhausting. However, there was one thing he never minded the structured weekly lessons in. Piano. Piano was something that put him at ease. He seemed to have a knack for it, which made practicing more enjoyable. It was something he found himself doing for recreation. It was the one lesson he felt the least amount of dread preparing for, particularly when the King allowed for Ignis to be the one to teach him. Though it’s rare to hear the prince play, it’s something from his childhood that he’s always held dear. And the occasional duet is something that always brought the prince closer to his adviser when no exchange of words were necessary.

DRAWING: Particularly manga/comic book style art. Noctis always had a love for comic books. It was one thing that he and Prompto were able to bond the most with during the beginning of their friendship. However, during Noct’s teenage years he also took to drawing the styles he loved the most in all his favorite comics. He tried his hand at a few comics himself, but never had a knack for story-telling. He’s always been too embarrassed to reveal his love for drawing. However, that hasn’t stopped Ignis from finding his work during cleaning sessions in Noct’s room or at his apartment. Though the heated reaction Noctis had after Ignis’ mentioned his talent left the rest a mystery to Eos. Ignis kept Noct’s hobby a secret, and Noctis would stick to doing his stealthy doodles in his spare time when he was sure no one else was around.

BUBBLE BATHS: Luxury is something that is not unfamiliar to the prince, however, this in and of itself doesn’t explain Noct’s solid affinity for baths. When he was little and still healing from his injuries, baths were a very common practice for the young boy. For so long, it hurt terribly to do anything except lie in bed. However, baths were one of the few times he was able to do something other than that. He remembers the soft bubbles, heavenly warm water, and fragrant oils always soothing his frustrating aches and pains. Once he was recovered, he was able to enjoy them more without the embarrassment of having someone there to help him and check in on him constantly. From then on, it became a place of rest and solitude. He could close his eyes and nap in peace, surrounded by warmth and silence to soothe is fresh wounds and sore muscles.

WATCHING NATURE DOCUMENTARIES: Noctis has always had a love for animals, despite pets being an odd affair at the palace. Sure, there were cats to keep vermin away and plenty of birds to watch, but Noctis never really had an official pet of his own, though that didn’t stop him from “claiming” and naming the cats around the citadel. Animals always fascinated him, and of course fish are included in the equation. Aside from riveting nature documentaries about the wilds of Duscae and Liede, he especially took to ocean documentaries and those describing the different aquatic life of Eos. He finds them relaxing and interesting, and always gets excited learning about new fish he has yet to encounter, or even ones he’s already had the pleasure of reeling in.

Thank you so much anon! ^^ I really like this one a lot! Lemme see…

Noctis:

Noctis would have a tough time with this one, especially since he’s not the best at expressing his emotions. The constant aggravation building up each time he saw his s/o getting sweet with another would grate on him, causing him to go quiet and bottle up all his confusion and rage until it started to eat at their relationship. They might not understand why Noct is being so cold and distant, unable to figure out what the problem is even when pressing to talk with him about it. Noctis simply doesn’t understand how they don’t know what the problem is, and he can’t figure out how to voice it himself.

Eventually things come to a head. His s/o notices the others pulling away more and more whenever Noctis comes around, worried about antagonizing the prince even more. When this doesn’t stop his s/o, and he’s forced to spend a long, grueling car ride side eyeing them resting against Gladio’s shoulder and making themselves comfortable during a long trip in the Regalia, Noctis loses it. He doesn’t follow the others inside the caravan, instead hanging around the car much to his s/o’s alarm. The moment they walk up to ask what’s the matter Noctis goes off, misdirecting his rage that had been built up for so long, choosing to have things come out in a storm rather than taking the time to calmly voice his concern.

Of course his harsh behavior isn’t taken well, which would likely lead to some mounting tension unless his s/o is patient enough to put his attitude aside and get through to him. Once he realizes what a big fuss he was making over nothing he might feel a little silly, although it’s nothing that some extra attention can’t cure. Just as long as Noctis still feels like his s/o is his and no one else’s he gets along just fine. Just don’t let him go forgetting it. And don’t expect him to know what to do if he’s invited in on a cuddle pile either. He might join in, but he can’t help the awkward tension that drips off him until he either finds an excuse to get up and leave or until he’s forced to get used to it, clinging on his s/o for comfort the entire time.

Gladio:

I think Gladio would definitely take it the wrong way at first. Perhaps even if he was warned beforehand that they were the cuddly type. He still wouldn’t be able to get over the initial shock of his s/o getting so close and comfortable with his brothers, of all people. However, the longer he gets to know his s/o, the more he’d come to realize just how meaningless it was, although that wouldn’t stop him from butting in to the center of all the cuddle piles, plopping down in the middle like a big, 200 lb lap dog to show everyone who was top dog in their life.

He might need to have a talk before things got to that point though, perhaps coming on a bit too aggressively as he yanks his s/o aside, catching them as they lay across Noct’s lap at the edge of the campfire, Noct propped up and seated comfortably against his chocobo. If they’re gonna be cuddly, he just doesn’t understand why they can’t be cuddly all over him. It’s not like there wasn’t enough of him to love. Insecurities pushed aside with a puffing of his chest and a bulky set of tightly crossed arms, his s/o wouldn’t have to work hard at reassuring him. After all, he only really needs to hear that there’s still things he can do to them that no one else can, and that he means more to them than the others.

Satisfied enough knowing that, he’ll settle with pulling them away himself whenever he feels enough is enough, providing them with a sea of big, warm cuddles and all the physical affection they could ever need. And honestly, he could care less about the whistling and teasing jives from the others, he’s perfectly happy right where he is. However, that isn’t to say he doesn’t mind a cuddle pile from time to time. In fact, he’ll admit it’s rather nice having the others flock to him like a giant space heater, a body on each side of him nestled close for comfort. 

Prompto:

Prompto is the most likely to be the “hell yeah let’s hug it all out” kinda guy, although he would handle a warning beforehand much better than being left to wonder why his s/o is suddenly getting all close on one of his bros. It would take him a while to bring it up, however, convincing himself that it wasn’t his place to try and interfere with his s/o’s decisions, even if it did make him a little uncomfortable.

However, the more often he’s invited in on the cuddle piles, the snuggles, and the loving affection, the less he’ll mind and the more he’ll just enjoy being a part of it all. He isn’t used to the other guys warming up to physical affection so well. Maybe there was just something special about his s/o, but he wouldn’t complain realizing that he was now able to join in on a big cuddle pile with all the people that meant the most to him.

Rather than flashing a jealous eye, Prompto is much more likely to see his s/o being so affectionate as a good thing and a chance for him to join in and create a cuddle party out of it, although he might wonder why the bros aren’t so keen to get close and personal with him when his cuddly s/o isn’t in the mix. Oh well, such is the price they pay for sharing such a great cuddle partner. If they can’t enjoy Prompto’s snuggles just as well, then they can go to bed cold.

Ignis:

Ignis is the most likely to keep silent on the matter, although his mind is playing through a hundred and one scenarios and explanations in his head. He might be upset at first, although he isn’t the type to make a big deal about things before taking the time to carefully think of how best to approach the matter. However, he does have a bit of a problem with physical affection. Although he might receive a lot from his s/o, he has a hard time reciprocating. Therefore, he might blame this on his s/o’s desire to seek affection from others, and he can’t really say he blames them. Although his misdirected thought process will still hurt, he’ll decide ultimately not to say anything about it unless things cross some sort of line.

-Thanks so much!!!!! This did take a bit of creativity and stretching of the game’s plot. I could have done this a few different ways but I chose a way that DOES involve spoilers. If you would like a more spoiler-free take on this then let me know, I’ll see what I can whip up. But, for now, I tried to stick with the game’s universe as much as possible. Also sorry for such a late response. I’ve had writer’s block and then tumblr lost your ask! Hope you enjoy :)

WARNING: SPOILERS!!!!!!

Prompto:

So in this scenario, I’m going with the assumption that they knew their s/o was immortal from the get go, or at least before they got together. This chocobro, however, is gonna be full of sooo many questions. He’ll be chewing their ear off asking how they became immortal, how old are they, do they remember such and such events occurring in history, and so on… He’ll look up to you and respect the wisdom that comes with being immortal, but at the same time he’s going to realize the seriousness and the loneliness it brings. He’ll definitely fret about it much more than he lets on. He knows that you’ve likely seen and lost a lot, and that, someday, he’ll just be a memory for you. Therefore, he’s going to do everything in his power to keep you smiling. He’ll want the memories of your love to be as everlasting as you are, so he’s gonna start by seriously taking up scrapbooking to pair with his love of photography.

He’ll keep stacks of scrapbooks with pictures of the two of you, recording every special moment so you’ll have his memory with you always. He won’t really want to talk to you about his actual reasoning behind his new hobby of tediously organizing every photograph, no need to remind you of what you both already know. He will, however, ask for your opinion a lot. Maybe you’re catching up with a tv show on the couch and he’s on the floor next to you, cutting up pictures and asking you what colors go together best on what page, what border it should have, etc… He’ll live to see you smile, and to make sure that despite everything, you’ll have known something as nice as what you both have.

As you follow the group around with your immortal badassery, you eventually stumble upon an explanation for your backstory, a way for you to finally discover how you got to become immortal and outlive all your loved ones. As it turns out, the crystal had lent you everlasting life for the purpose of assisting the future king in fighting the scrouge. You’d spent years misguided. The crystal knew your worth, but for whatever reason it had lacked guidance. It wasn’t until you’d met Prompto that your purpose began to fall into place. Prompto introduced you to the king, and it only felt natural for you to come along, additionally wanting to spend as much time with Prompto as possible.

At the final storm of the citadel, when Noctis was set to fight the darkness and return the light to Insomnia once more, the four of you stood to keep the daemons back as Noctis went to fill his own prophecy. The fight was intense, just trying to buy time until the dawn finally broke, until it was all finally over. You noticed Prompto collapse, overwhelmed by the overbearing horde. You had depleted the last of your restoratives, and the reality of this moment coming so soon devastated you. You clung to him as his eyes began to fade, crying and pleading with the gods, when you heard a whisper in your ear. Perhaps it wasn’t even a whisper, but a feeling. That feeling you get in dreams when you know something to be the truth even when it’s unspoken. You knew that your gift could be re-given. You breathed life into him half expecting to die yourself, but at that exact moment you couldn’t care less. He just had to live, damn it! Then his chest expanded, his eyes opening slowly as he took in a deep breath. Somehow, the gods had allowed it. Perhaps it was a gift for helping defeat the scourge while still remaining pure. Either way, it was marvelous, and you thanked them.

It would take a long time for Prompto to move on from the events of the battle. You’d help him cope with his loses and soon he’d be able to finally process the concept of his own immortality. His old light would renew, realizing that he would be able to spend forever beside you. Naturally, he’d want to do everything in his power to protect the Kingdom of Lucis afterwards, for his best friend. He’d love for you to stand by his side. But even if you go off on your own adventures from time to time he’ll always be there waiting. The bond you both share will be unlike anything that anyone else can understand, since it is something that almost no one else shares. And no matter what, you both know you always have each other.

Noctis:

Knowing that the person he loves is immortal would be really tough on Noctis at first. He’d hate that he couldn’t stand by them until the very end, dwelling on the fact that he won’t always be there for them. His angst about it could add some tension to the relationship, but at the end of the day he’s going to suck it up, apologize for acting so ridiculous, and try and just be there for his s/o. He knows that to you, his time here is short, and he’ll realize after a good pout that he’ll regret every moment he isn’t trying to make it last.

You’ll notice him fight with himself to show more affection, something that can be hard for him yet he gets how important it is. He acts casual enough, treating you like he would any mortal partner, but deep inside he’s terrified. He’s scared of disappointing you. Of his memory living on forever with you as something fleeting and insignificant. He knows he can be oblivious, not thinking about how others around him are feeling since he gets caught up so easily in his own shit. It will be a big constructive project on his character, but he’ll do his best to start paying close attention to your wants and needs. He might not be very intuitive, but he’ll ask constantly how you’re feeling. If there’s anything more he can do for you.

Of course, as someone who can’t be killed and who also happens to be in love with the prince himself, you’d want to be there to protect him at all times. For most of your life, being the only immortal you’d ever met made you feel a little lost. You’d always pondered your perpetuity, wondering what had granted you this grand and mysterious gift. It’s on this journey with the four boys that you discover you were never lost, you’ve been on the right path all along.

As it turns out, the crystal is well aware of it’s own tendency of making mistakes. After the corruption of Ardyn, the crystal decided it could use a backup plan for its backup plan, so to speak, in the event that the young King of Lucis somehow failed. Therefore, it brought about a new healer, someone more common and without influence over an entire kingdom. You learned that you could banish the presence of daemons. Although the power took its toll, you were able to use it greatly to your advantage. This power, along with the presence of your immortality, is what lead Noctis to believe that your gift was something significantly deliberate.

Fast forward ten years. They pass rather quickly for you, although you miss Noctis like hell, damning the passing of time that was so significant to his mortal form. He comes back to the darkness and you just know, you can feel that he’s preparing to die, and you refuse to accept it. You’re immortal, right? Does the scourge even have a chance against you? You bat away all thoughts of the consequences of Ardyn’s fate, knowing that no matter what happens you’re going to keep Noctis alive.

As you storm the citadel, Noctis preparing for his prophecy to be fulfilled, you refuse to let him go alone, chasing up the steps after him despite his violent protests. Gladio, Ignis, Prompto, they all need you, but you’ve already made up your mind and what they hell is he gonna do right now to stop you? The ancestors initially try to ignore your presence, but you stand your ground, guarding Noctis with every inch of your being. You somehow manage yourself in between their line of attack, calling attention to the gods who then, decide to intervene. Go you, you’ve just managed to make the gods give a fuck. Somehow, an exception is made, the blood price falling to Ardyn and the gift of his immortality being bestowed in turn, upon the young King of Lucis as a result of your intervention.

Absolutely!!

- He’s always watching you out of the corner of his eye, even if he’s presenting and looking forward, he secretly is trying to find any errors in your posture, stance, or even leg arrangement to point out and have an excuse to say something

- When you respond or correct an error his eyes seem to cut through you when they smile

- You walk on the tips of your feet most of the time, and for noct, this is a huge all or nothing problem.

- “Stop! your foot! stop walking like that!” And he almost seems like he’s fretting when he moves to change your position

- He enjoys critiquing you on how to be a royal, but everytime he opens his mouth you start to get nervous, and he sees this

- you start to get the hang of the posture and walk, your chest held high as well as your head

- noct noticing that you keep your arms a bit closed he suddenly grabs your arm and pulls it towards his own, catching you off guard

- at parties and social events his critiquing is even more problematic when you try not to jump in front of guests.

- ‘arms. open.’ he’d probably whisper to you a bit too closely and you try so shamelessly to keep your face from becoming a plant and tensing up from his hands yet again grasping yours.

- he’d probably even widen your stance with his foot in front of even guests, you’d be having a nice conversation when you feel your leg be pushed to the side, you almost falling but planting your foot, just eyeing Noctis while he shakes his head sarcastically

- If any situation arises where you two had to sprint, oh, you’d really be in for it.

- but when you’re doing everything right the prince loves to /kindly/ whisper to you anything from 'finally’ to 'very, good’ with a hint of light sarcasm in his voice, as always.

young!prince!noct bc this is stuck in my head

- he would always slouch at the table, his father giving him a glare to his bored attitude before widening his eyes and immediately fixing his posture with a huff, sitting up straight in a flurry

- running. everywhere

- even though he’s a prince he still swipes treats all the time

- he has so many creatures under his bed that he found outside and they’re found. everywhere.

- It seems like every minute someone is screaming “Noctis!” for one of his beloved long, lost creatures

- he sleeps on anything and carries this trait throughout his life

- he says words he hears in conversation that he doesn’t know and when he learns the definition he uses them incorrectly. all the time.

- i.e “we did this last night!” when last night is really last week.

- he never fixes his air and its /full/ of static.