A/B/O Promptis bc omg yaaaaas

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It has been a miserable month so far. He thought he had everything, he thought he had the third astral in the bag, he'd finally make contact with Luna and convince her to join them. He'd finish this war against the empire and get the crystal back and everyone would go home. He could be with Prompto then, because he KNEW Luna would understand. Hell, she probably had someone else. He never felt like they were in love even through their notebook messages. They were friends forever but that was all it was, friendship. He was on the cusp of it, on the cusp of getting Luna away from the empire, the move that would turn the tides in this uphill battle but then everything changed and things went downhill and kept rolling down and down just getting worse. Luna died and Ignis was blind, darkness was falling, the daemons were getting worse, he was unhinged, he couldn't fucking focus, he was snapping at his friends, Gladio was at the end of his patience with it and they were getting further into imperial territory which just meant everything was going to be tougher. More security checks, tighter security checks. More guards... more events like how he and Prompto had to get off the train to fend off mechs. 

And gods, Prompto. Noct had... he didn't want to think about it and at the same time he couldn't get it out of his mind. Prompto's panicked face as he fell from the train. Standing there on the top watching as his body quickly shrank in the distance and was gone... the sinking feeling like he wanted to fall to his knees and maybe drop of after him. The horror of realising he was duped. That chase through the train was Prompto... he had thought in the back of his mind that the way Ardyn had been talking was weird, it wasn't his normal speech pattern but he hadn't... been thinking then. He was just so angry, he needed to avenge Luna, he needed to avenge his father. The crytsal. Insomnia.... what he'd said to him, he'd blamed Prompto for everything then threw him off the train. What must he think now? He'd told him he loved him, that he wanted to mark him, that he wanted to be his alpha back in high school and in Altissia he made it clear to Prompto his feelings hadn't changed but then Luna died and poor Prompto had kept a sensitive distance while Noctis withdrew from the world... it looked like he changed his mind didn't it? 

Prompto was alone and vulnerable to Ardyn... Ardyn. How could he let this happen? He would fix this, if he had to tear down every window and door in Gralea. But that may not be necessary. He was sure the asshole chancellor would place him in the keep. If it wasn't so damn hard to stop getting his hopes up every time there was an illusion. Every time it was an MT running ahead, dipping around a corner, or slumped in a chair Noctis' breath hitched and then his heart sank when it wasn't him. He started to wonder if it would only be illusions and maybe Prompto wasn't here after all. But then they headed into a chamber, one that didn't seem like the main path but just for completion he and Ignis and Gladio stepped inside. Down a musty hallway of cells.... and there he was. Or at least an image of him. He couldn't get the doors open fast enough. What was he in? Gods... Ardyn is going to pay for this. He didn't miss the circular saws on the table. He didn't want to think about it. He had to get him down, had to get Prompto out of that thing. 

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"It's..." he started. He patted his stomach gently then, uncertain. He had such a mixture of intense emotions and he didn't have names for all of them. He felt in awe that there was life growing inside of him, and even more so that it was a life he had created with someone he loved. He felt frustrated that that person wasn't around to help him deal with it. He felt oddly sick because of that, or perhaps from the lingering sensitivity.

Before this moment, the idea that had twins growing inside of them had been abstract. Now, there was undeniable truth.

"It feels like a fluttering. Just enough to know that it's real."

Hey can you see this noct icon? Is it the "3rd party hosting" BS from photobucket?

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Ignis took that in, thinking about it. Prompto didn't give him much to go on but he smiled at him. "Perhaps you should keep a diary of your pregnancy, perhaps when he returns Noct would like to read it." he might feel a bit more in touch with what Prompto went through without him.

"In the meantime... you are correct, it is bedtime for you. I shall stay up for the time being." and go check on Gladio even though he shouldn't. He'll wait for Prompto to fall asleep first.

is it the 3rd party hosting message

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Prompto nodded before he remembered that Ignis couldn't see that. "I've been taking pictures every day." Then, after a moment, "Hey! I could do the same with you? So Noct could see your progress too."

Well dang, it shows up only for me apparently. Strange. How about this icon? Can you see it?

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"I'll give it some thought." Ignis replied. "I am certain Noct will appreciate the effort you have been putting in." he paused.

"How was working with Gladio in the morgue... are you feeling alright, Prompto?" he can only imagine the discomfort of seeing ones own corpse. Even if it wasn't Prompto himself, the clone would be a close enough resemblance and Gladio had already told him what an unacanny likeness the cadaver had to their friend. It must be hard on the already sensitive and stressed man.

yes, and ignis is distractedly pretty, as always

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Prompto is quiet about that for a moment. Then, finally, he wants to be honest. "No, not really," he admits finally. "You guys... you accepted me so quickly after you found out. Like it wasn't even a question. But I struggled a lot after I found out.

Aranea can tell you all about it. I tried to burn off my barcode."

I wonder what the issue is then...

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Ignis expected this. He can tell just by Prompto's voice that something is wrong.

"It wasn't a question for us. It certainly wasn't for Noct. It wasn't for me, I know Gladio feels the same... I urge you, Prompto, do not carry your burden alone. You have us now, you must rely on us, we need each other now more than ever. Gods know I am a living example." he sighed.

"Self-mutilation would have brought only a different reminder. You need not bear shame for it. It is not something you chose, Prompto."

pb is a punk?

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"It isn't something either of them chose either," Prompto pointed out. "If the people who got me out of there as a baby had picked literally any other baby, it would be a completely different man standing in front of you now.

And I'm not even sure you'd be able to tell the difference. Same DNA means same personality doesn't it?"

Must be

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"Not necessarily. Even identical genes do not create identical people, take identical twins for instance. They are not always alike in personality and abilities. Not to mention your skills and your persona are shaped more by your life experiences than your genes... you are the only Prompto Eos has. Your twins may look the same as you but you are all different." and Ignis hopes that reassures him. He knows it's scientifically true even if the other man can't imagine it.

It must be hard though, to know they've killed so many not knowing... had Prompto always known?

"Did your parents tell you, Prompto? Were they the ones who brought you to Lucis?"

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He found what Ignis was saying to be incredibly reassuring. That wasn't all that surprising, of course. Ignis had a way of making things seem brighter and more easily conquered.

"I... They never really talked to me much, honestly. Remember, I couldn't even say good bye to them before we left and then after the attack on the Crown City..." He was pretty sure they were dead. They hadn't reached out to him at all, and while that wasn't too unusual for them, it still hurt. There was still grief there he couldn't really process.

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He tries, Prompto, he tries.

Ignis wondered about Prompto's home life sometimes... it reeked of neglect and it would explain a lot about him though it spoke of his strength and ingenuity. He could inspire himself without any support, he could reach goals on his own.

"I... see. My apologies, Prompto, I did not mean to dredge up unpleasant memories." his parents were probably dead but who knew. It might be impossible to find them in their current situation where they had to keep Prompto a secret. But who knew what the fake funeral would bring. Or who it would bring.

"You aren't alone here, Prompto... not anymore."

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"I know," Prompto reassured him. "Meeting Noct and having him take me with you guys on that trip... It might have lead to some heartbreak and terrifying moments, but I wouldn't have changed any of it for the world."

He had to tell himself that, to make sure he didn't get too mad at Noct for not being around. It wasn't as if he had left for selfish reasons.

want to time skip again? Past the funeral and to the BABIES?

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"I would have changed some things, though I do not regret what has happened." his blindness, Lunafreya's death. Ravus' death. Noctis' absence, and Prompto's pregnancy without his alpha's support. He'd change those things. And his majesty... he would like him to live too.

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Prompto patted Ignis gently. "More than some, probably," he agreed. And then he yawned. "Okay. Bedtime. I promise I'll find you if I need anything." He says it mostly to reassure Ignis that he could go to bed too.


Months passed. They had the funeral, and Ardyn himself had shown up and set fire to the corpse. Prompto couldn't help but feel relief at that, even as he was worried about people having to put out flames. At least it seemed like Ardyn had bought it.

There was still no sign of his parents, though, and that made him even more certain they had died when the Empire had attacked the Crown City. He tried not to let it get him too down, but the grief was still there.

Prompto still took pictures every day, and eventually they showed a massive belly that caused his back to ache and feet to swell. By now, Ignis was completely bedridden and unable to get up. Prompto knew that Ignis hated that, but it was for his health and the health of his baby.

Then it was the day before the C-section, and Prompto had spent most of it with Ignis but now he was in the kitchen trying to put together some soup for him to eat while Prompto and Gladio were at the hospital.

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In the following months, they moved in together into the massive flat that could hold all of them with room to spare. Prompto and the twins had their own wing with a door that Prompto could shut and close them off from the others. Ignis and Gladio had a similar setup in the center section and Iris and Talcott shared the far wing.

They still had guest rooms for Cor and Aranea if she felt like dropping in. Gladio furnished the place well, it was plush and comfortable and there was no lack of soft toys and baby stuff. Cribs, carriers, bibs, high chairs, baby utensils, bottles, bottle cleaners, clothes. Gladio went a bit nuts with it and one of the guest rooms was completely taken over by stuff. But it would see them through this next phase of their lives. It was about to get hard-- really hard. Prompto would have his and Noct's twins, Ignis wouldn't be able to move at all... then he'd have their son.

Ignis loathed every minute of it though Gladio was more than industrious. He found a personal radio for him and got recorded books and music for him. He had to work hard to find that stuff but he brought home new things for Ignis regularly and the blind man ate them all up. Books about pregnancy, about parenting, about child development... they spent a lot of time laying together in bed talking about their plans for the future and for their son. It helped Ignis to plan everything from discipline and expectations to birthdays and milestones.

And the days passed, the photos were taken, the babies were growing... Talcott was so excited and he tried to help Prompto as best he could.

"Should you rest, Prince?" he grinned. He insisted on calling Prompto by his title. As the king's omega he was technically a royal now. "I can finish the soup, Iris showed me how." his smile was so bright. "Please. Allow me."

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Prompto winced at the title. He still wasn't used to being considered a prince, even if it was true now. "How about, you help?" he asked. "I want to stand and do something useful before I'm in bed for a while. You can taste test for me. I'm not supposed to eat anything tonight."

He offered Talcott a smile, reassuring him. "And you can call me Prompto, Talcott." It wasn't the first time he had said that, and it probably wouldn't be the last.

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Talcott was just excited he could use the title at all. But he agrees with a not. "Okaaaay Prince Prompto." he knew he was being coy and he hurried to get wash his hands before helping with the soup.

"What are you gonna call the twins? Do you know if it'll be a prince and princess or two of the same?" he's so thrilled "I know Gladio is really excited. This is great, we're going to have a new set of royals soon. We have to teach them everything about Lucis and their country!" he wants to play with them too and take care of them. He wants to be involved.

"Oh, Iris said that. You can't eat before your surgery. Are you excited to give birth, Prince Prompto?"

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Prompto had had a lot of mixed feelings about his situation since he had discovered it. At times he was angry and bitter, though he tried to hide that well. Sometimes, he would feel giddy and ecstatic. Others, he might feel lonely and depressed.

This night, though, before he was able to hold his children the next day. He felt at peace, calm, and ready to meet them.

"I am, Talcott," he said with a grin. "I'm excited to meet them and learn about the people they are going to become." He rubbed at his belly gently. "And I don't know the genders yet, I wanted it to be a surprise..."

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No one blamed him for any of his feelings. They were numerous and tough and being a single parent was insanely hard. Just being a parent was hard and that was with normal children. But these kids had to be secret, safe, hidden... and they were magical too. This was going to be tough until Noctis returned.

"I'm excited too! I hope they like Cactuar when they're older. I can show them the figures King Noctis got for me!" because Noctis was the BEST right? He was so awesome. Have you SEEN his COMPLETED COLLECTION? "I can't wait to see them, can I read to them when they're born? Can I play with them when they're older? Do you have names decided in case it's boys or girls?"

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"I... I'm not sure about names yet," Prompto admitted after a moment. He felt like any name he came up with wasn't good enough. He would really have to fix that in a hurry. Maybe once they were born, something would come to him.

"And you better believe that you'll be able to play and read with them, Talcott. You're going to be a good influence for them, right? Maybe even the best."

time skip to the birth?

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"I-I'll do my best, Prince Prompto! I want to help as much as I can. King Noctis will need us to take good care of them while he's away." and he's the only young person who knows about them, he's one of two playmates they can have after Gladio and Ignis' baby is born.

Talcott started listing off names.

"We could name them after his majesty..." Regis was a great name. "I bet Noctis will like it."

sorry for such a late reply! finally home from my vacation!

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Prompto got the feeling that would be a bad idea, too easy to draw attention to the children that way. He would think of something, though. He thanked Talcott, grateful for the young man's positivity - especially considering everything that he had been through lately. The rest of the night he mostly rested and prepared himself for facing the arrival of his children. He had an odd mixture of anticipation and anxiety. Before he went to sleep that night he rubbed his stomach and muttered 'can't wait to meet you two' before finally passing out.

The next morning he was unusually quiet. Even as Gladio took him to the doctor to get everything started, he could feel that shy, quiet kid showing his head again, as words seemed to fail him. Nothing he could say seemed good enough for such a life changing moment in his life.

Because he was a male omega, things were easier for him if he had surgery. He could have tried natural birth, but this was easier and they could schedule when the children arrived. Ignis wouldn't even have the choice for picking, and Prompto honestly had wanted to have surgery in part so they would all be ready for Ignis's recovery - having already helped him through his.

That meant that most of the birth itself was a bit of a blur for him. He checked in with the doctor, was given a room to settle in, and coached through the process. It's a bizarre surgery where he was still half awake but couldn't really see or process what was happening to the fullest - thanks to the medication they put him in to numb the pain. He felt a pressure, a pulling, and then there were two perfect babies in his life.

Holding them, it was impossible to believe that he had ever been wary of the idea of parenthood. Tears were in his eyes before he could control himself.