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    Noctis was literally a blog I picked up with a loud complaint of why can I never write the character I want to. This was supposed to be a Prompto blog. By gods I wanted a Prompto. But that wasn’t the character that spoke to me. Noctis, subtly and all at once, has become someone hugely important to me, and portraying him has given me such a spectacular opportunity not only to delve into a new community and try new things, but an opportunity to meet such spectacular new people that I would never have met if I hadn’t taken that step out of my comfort zone. This has overall been such a rewarding experience, and I appreciate you guys joining me in this foray into something entirely out of my element.

    That being said, there are just a few mentions I would like to make, simply in the virtue of thanking people for roping me in here and keeping me- as a few of my friends know, I have a tendency to pick up not a character, but a roster, and narrow from there, but Noctis seems to have actually stuck, and these guys are a huge part of that being true. I love you all dearly, but this is gonna be just a quick list of acknowledgements~

                                                 Thank you all so much. Sincerely, I appreciate you all. <3

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16: neck kiss

    The day had even begun with such promise- Naia had let him ride her! He’d been ecstatic, clamoring carefully onto the Chocobo. She was, after all, the perfect fishing tool. And he’d intended to make the day of it. He had let her lead him out onto the open water- it held no horror for him, so long as he had Naia, so long as he had his reel and a lure. They had spent the day like that: lounging out atop the surf, idly reeling and chattering. 

   Though Naia didn’t respond, she listened very well, even letting out little trills and chirps of emotional support. Was it… was it bad to take emotional solace and support from an animal that could not communicate? Perhaps… but it sure was comforting. There was, after all, so much he could talk about. And out here on the water, Naia heard everything: his hopes, his fears, his passing observations and fancies. She heard about his affinity for cats, his growing fears about the coming events. She heard about his adoration for his friends, his social concerns when approaching them with significant matters, how he worried for their involvement and wellbeing amid all of this chaos… She heard everything. 

    And in the best way possible, she never said a word. It wasn’t, after all, comforting words or well-intended lies ( it’s what they were, whether they realized it or not ); he just wanted someone who would hear him– no, hear him in everything he said. Someone that would not insist he would be okay, demand he acclimate and accept his duty, nor gingerly remind him of the stalwart and unwavering support they supplied. He wanted to just talk. And with Naia… that was possible.

    At present, he was strewn over her back, eyes drooping closed as he lounged on her. She was clopping back toward the shore, the sun dipping low over the horizon and dusting the shore in the distance with a symphony of pinks and pastels. And he was smiling. He was going to get scolded all to be damned- vanishing at the break of dawn ( when did you even get up? How? You never wake up like that! Where did you even go!? Alert us at once next time! In fact- no next time! ),  not returning until dusk had settled. But he was content, like he’d been decompressed - the relief after an intense building of pressure. 

    And in his sleepy state, Noctis leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss to the long neck of the chocobo that carried him. “Thanks, Naia.” he whispered, snuggling his face into the soft feathers. 

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nxctcaelum:

bluefeathered replied to your post: Noctis casually slipping a certain chocobo his…

“Kweh?”

    Naia just be a good girl and eat my your vegetables.

...I mean if you’re not going to.

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nxctcaelum:

   “Nah, more fun to do it when you can’t sass me.”

“Worried you would be poorly matched against my wit? It can be quite a mouthful.” He’s smirking now.

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nxctcaelum replied to your post: That feel when you just wanna enjoy the Moogle...

I’ve come up with a new RECIPEHHHHHH

"Really, Noct? If you're going to do a poor imitation of me at least have the courtesy to do it while I'm present."

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That feel when you just wanna enjoy the Moogle Chocobo Carnival, but your Ignis voice lowkey sasses you the whole time.

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nxctcaelum:

bluefeathered:

……….Squawked.

    … we’re frying your eggs.

Flaps angrily. They’re not even hers!

[ 1000000000% on point Noctis totally not biased at all no he is not bribing me with gyshal greens ]

    What did I tell you about those greens if you squealed, Naia!?

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……….Squawked.

[ 1000000000% on point Noctis totally not biased at all no he is not bribing me with gyshal greens ]

    What did I tell you about those greens if you squealed, Naia!?

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Blues de Chocobo - Final Fantasy XV Soundtrack (2016)

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nxctcaelum:

@bluefeathered ;; you’re making me feel my own feelings how dare you

    He’d really just intended to give a hand to rub against- a sort of wel-kweh-me, if you will. But Naia, who seemed very pleased with the name to his delight, had other plans. Noctis made a surprised sound as the bird plopped down before him and nuzzled. Oh man–

     Oh man, this was awesome-!

    A laugh escaped him, and he fondly wrapped an arm around to the back of Naia’s head, stroking and he pushed his face to the bird. “Hey..! Hey, yeah, it’s all good, little guy. What’s up?” 

Another delighted chirp was the response to Noctis’ laughter, giving no resistance when he wrapped an arm around Naia’s neck. If it was her human, she didn’t mind. Somehow over the course of several chance meetings, an unspoken trust had formed between the two of them. At his question, Naia looked skyward at the fast moving clouds and cawed. Rain would be falling any minute now. As exciting as that was for her, humans seemed less enthusiastic about being caught in a downpour. 

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noconsequence:

@bluefeathered​

Standing a good distance away from the bird, he didn’t move very quickly. He didn’t want to frighten it or make it angry, but he couldn’t resist leaning a little closer.

Aware of the eyes on it, the chocobo followed the direction of the gaze back to its human owner. The man seemed unobtrusive, but the bird watched him warily regardless. Cawing faintly, it seemed to be questioning the man’s intentions. Was he a foe or a friend?

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Peering down at Noctis with a gentle squawk of approval and a chipper wing flap, the bird bent its knees to nestle down on the ground before its human. The cool breeze of a wind before rain ruffled the bird’s azure feathers, giving the chocobo a burst of anticipated energy. Bypassing Noctis’ hand all together, the bird instead nudged at his face this time with its own. 

Nudges you in the back with its beak.

    He gave a little start, then peered back.

    “Hey, um…. Naia?” Was it smart to try to name it…? Probably not, but he’d given it too much thought not to try. He swiveled around to sit on his knees, reaching out a hand with a smile. “What brings you out this way, buddy?”

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Finding humans was easy when you knew what to look for. 

Accustomed to Noctis’ presence by now, the chocobo entered the camp as if it belonged, nestling down beside its favored human close to the fire. Even if the group was easy to track that didn’t make the journey any less tiring, especially when they rode in the shiny contraption.

Not so tiny paws (who needs a kitten when they can have a chocobo)

    What an excellent question-! 

    Noctis would hardly oppose the company, the familiarity that he had found in the illustrious blue chocobo that seemed to somehow find him here and there. Every occasion was a special occasion when he found this strange bird. Something about animals always put him at ease…

    …. where had the greens gone….?

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I haven’t played for the last 4 days because of real life stuff D: I feel just as pensive as you Ignis. This is a nice shot, two birds :P

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Forgot to turn asks on like an idjit

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Two birds, chocobo + cookatiel Ignis

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UM.