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    Klavier notices Edgeworth wearing a ring.

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    14 Jul 2019

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    “I want to sell lemonade,” Noctis says matter-of-factly, with as much determination a seven year old is capable of. “Prompto and Gladio should come too.”

    “Okay.” Ignis goes back to coloring.

    At seven years old, Noctis becomes an entrepreneur; naturally, the palace kids hitch along for the ride. He decides to sell lemonade in the halls of the Citadel, and the staff can’t resist such a cute business venture. And when a Niflheim convoy arrives to discuss a ceasefire, neither can the Chancellor.
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    11 Jul 2019

  3. Public Bookmark 47

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    “Nurse… You're not the nurse then?”

    At this, Noctis smiles. “No, Ignis, I'm your boyfriend.”

    Ignis looks absolutely floored. His jaw drops, and he loses whatever that was left of his fine motor skills as the half-eaten cracker slips from his fingers. He turns his head to stare up at the ceiling, no longer bothered by the lights that so offended him only minutes ago, while he draws his hands together in prayer and brings his fingertips to his chin.

    “Boyfriend,” he whispers, absolutely enthralled by the word, in a tone full of reverence and wonder. “You're my boyfriend? Good Shiva.”

    Ignis gets hit with a hilarious case of Confusion, and Noctis helps set his boyfriend back on track.
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    10 Jul 2019

  4. Public Bookmark 75

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    “Watch yourself, kid, or you'll be seeing stars."

    “Well, guess what?” Noctis had dropped his knees slightly. And with all the fury of a burning star, he slammed his fist up into the Crownsguard’s jaw in a brutal uppercut before either of them had time to blink. Prompto was pretty sure there was a kungfu movie with a similar title. Fist of the — South? West? — Star or something.

    “Twinkle twinkle, motherfucker.”

    The Hexatheon were powerful gods, anyone would agree; legends and myths were passed through the generations, some written in dusty old texts or whispered to young ears at bedtime. Others existed out of the circle, obscure as they were considering the fervor given to the big Six, but they still existed.

    For example, though Bahamut remained their patron god, the Lucians often pay homage to a certain Astral: Noctis, the Stellarian, the Wish Maker. And if the legends were true, Prompto figured it was worth a shot.

    He just didn't expect the Astral himself to literally drop into his arms like a freakin’ falling star.

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    10 Jul 2019

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    just a little thing for markson day haha

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    02 Jul 2019

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