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Noctis Lucis Caelum was innocent.
Eos finally believed him, but after ten long years of being falsely imprisoned, can he ever recover?
(I recommend reading the first part of this series, 'Lost Innocence', because it is the foundation for this part of the story.)
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- Part 2 of Misplaced Innocence
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Small moments in the Misplaced Innocence universe that help brighten up the darkness.
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- Part 3 of Misplaced Innocence
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"But… you can see ghosts?" Prompto presses.
"Souls," Noctis corrects. "The expiring and the dead. Though you guys are different, cause you're connected to me. Something to do with the Crystal's magic, I think."
"Oh, great, expiring souls," Prompto says with fake cheer. "That makes me feel so much better and not at all existential!"
"Hey, I'm trying my best here," Noctis snaps.
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- Part 1 of I Shall Not Be Man Nor Monster
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The hits start coming and they don't stop coming.
A bunch of short stories (mainly whumpy) for our Chocobros! Chapters will be unrelated and self-contained, I'll put any warnings in the notes for each chapter.
Let me know if you have any specific prompts you want me to try!1. Pudding (Prompto) - Concussion
2. Just A Sliver (Noctis) - Poisoned
3. Torn In Two Directions (Gladio) - (coming soon!)
4. Teenage Wisdom (Prompto) - (coming soon!) -
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“This place feels unending. We’ve been down here for hours and there’s been no sign of anything.” You adjusted your hold on your axes. While you could pull your axes easily from the armiger at a moment’s notice, the familiar smoothness of the wooden handles grounded you.
You didn’t particularly like caves all that much. Prompto always complained about his claustrophobia, but yours was on a slightly different level. You were just more close-mouthed about it.
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Noct experiences his first prophesy at the young age of 8, where he finds out he is the Chosen King. Since then, he has had a handful more. Over the years, the prophesies stop. In their place Noct is left with highly intense dreams, some of which linger, causing the participants of said dreams to manifest physically in real life for a period of time.
Noct knows they aren’t real, the counterparts created by a combination of his subconscious and the crystal’s magic. But they look, sound and feel as real as Noct’s imagination makes them… So, what’s a prince to do when he starts having sex dreams about his long-term crush and shield, that lead to him waking up next to not one, but several Gladios?
Get caught in the act by his closest friends? Sounds exactly like Noct’s kind of luck…
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After his death, Noct learns that Bahamut lied. To escape his new fate, Noct goes back to where it all started.
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Nyx stumbles upon the kidnapped Prince by pure chance. While waiting for backup to arrive, he does everything he can to keep Noctis safe--even if that means bringing all the pain upon himself.
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- Part 7 of RageCandyBar's Whumptober 2025
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Gladio is dead.
It’s the first thing Noctis thinks every day upon waking and the last words to echo in his mind at night. Almost four weeks had passed. Twenty-six tortuously long yet frighteningly short days since that encounter on the rocky hillside near the Saxham outpost. Nothing has changed.
The sun still rises later than it should, and sets before its time. Ignis still cooks, Prompto still takes photos, the Regalia purrs along as usual on the rough Leide terrain and Noct is still exhausted from relying on magic during battles. Gladio is dead.
Not one thing has changed, but everything is different.Noct nuzzles into Gladio's neck, sighing. The two lay, snuggling in a way they won’t acknowledge in the morning, a routine as familiar as their years of training back in the Citadel.
“I wish we could stay like this forever…” Noct’s voice is reverent, muffled by Gladio’s neck and the vibrations rumble through the shield’s core. Gladio’s grip on Noct’s hair tightens, not sure if he wants to scream or shout with frustration and devotion.
“Just say the word Princess, I ain’t going anywhere.” -
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Prompto liked his birthday once upon a time.
Now it’s just a regular day to him like any other.Noctis reminded him each year since their friendship, that he’s wrong.
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- Part 3 of XV Whumptober 25
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They may have led different lives but the end result was the same.
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- Part 1 of XV Whumptober 25
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Sound was warping in Noctis’ ears. An alarm was blaring, but it faded in and out of the background, ebbing and flowing like the ocean tide. Footsteps pounded outside the tiny cell, yelling, screaming. Was there screaming? Or was it the alarm? The sound of gun shots. More yelling.
The door to the cell banged open.
”Over here! I found him!” Footsteps. “Noct! Noct! Oh gods, please don’t be dead.”
Noctis tried to move, but his body had failed him long ago. At this point, he was just waiting for death to come.
There were fingers on his wrist. A huge breath of air.
”Oh thank the Astrals. He’s alive.”
More running footsteps.
”Is he -?”
”Still alive.”
More sighs of relief.
”Who is that?”
”I have no idea.”
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Noctis shook his head. “Hang on.” He had to practically lay on the ground to see under the rock. What he saw caught him completely off guard. “What the hell?”
Two shining eyes stared back at him. It wasn’t tiny, but - Noctis squinted trying to get a handle on what he was seeing. It shifted, the light catching its face. Noctis sucked in a breath. It couldn’t be -
”What? What is it?” Prompto asked, concern lining his tone. “Please don’t tell me it’s a precious baby chocobo!”
”No-o,” Noctis said, enunciating the word slowly.
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Noctis has intense episodes of phantom pain from injuries that never happened. As time goes on, it turns out the injuries just haven't happened yet, and sometimes they’re not even his.
Basically Noctis involuntarily takes empathy a bit too far :P
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They had lived. They had all lived.
Ignis had to take a deep breath and remind himself of that sometimes when it all got too overwhelming.
They had all lived, and that was a gift he would never take for granted.
He still resented that it was a gift that had ever needed giving.
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As a prince, Noctis experiences quite a few things any other person probably wouldn't. Some of them were expected, some of them were not.
These are some of the firsts he experiences while growing up. His friends are there every single step of the way.
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Once more unto the...... why is there another me? by Skeleton_Secrets_99
Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV
02 Jul 2025
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Noctis had died hed fufilled the properchy but that doesnt mean he was happy about it. When his anger flares he suddenly finds himself 17 again with a second chance.... only things arent what they seem after all the gods never like to make things easy and.... why is ardyn staring at him like that???
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He doesn’t respond with anything, not even a nod. He just crawls into his dad’s bed and wraps his blanket around himself. Being here, surrounded by the scent of his dad — his shampoo, the detergent that has faded into his usual smell, the candles he likes to burn, the lingering wafts of what he had for dinner hours prior — it makes it hurt even more.
or, noctis and his fears that his dad will be gone soon
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We are nothing more than pieces on a board being pawns of the gods in the middle of battle, but this is exactly when we must counterattack. We have the chosen one of order and chaos in our hands, and we must prepare him so that in the final hour he will decide whether he will want to be the one who brings us the omen of peace or will succumb to the curse coming from darkness.
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Your name is Noctis Lucis Caelum, and your father is King.
You’re eight years old, and you’ve spent most of your life alone. Tutors, guards, and servants all come and go. They treat you with the respect befitting of your station, but no one takes the time to talk to you.
You have no friends, you have no mother.
You wouldn’t even believe you have a Father if people didn’t always remind you: your father is King, Noctis. Behave.