ah yes, the five elements: forest, fire, water, death, and sand
my life is pain
filling in the blanks as we go - by eyeslikestarlight on Archive of our Own
Prompto Argentum/Ignis Scientia, Alternate Univese
Words: 20570
Ignis raised an eyebrow at Prompto’s abundant enthusiasm. “…Indeed. Can I help you?”
“Right, yes. I mean, I hope so! That is, uh.” He scratched the back of his head awkwardly, looking over his shoulder back toward the door. “You know, you don’t have a HELP WANTED sign in your window. But Noct told me you were looking to hire someone?”
Ignis and Prompto fall in love in a bookstore. That’s it, that’s the story.
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My contribution to the FFXV Minibang 2019!! Thank you so much to the spectacular Jayy for such a GORGEOUS piece of artwork, as well as the lovely mods who ran the minibang!!
I accidentally wrote an akuroku Christmas fic last January and promptly forgot about it. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays beautiful humans, I hope all your wishes come true.
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Once upon a time, Roxas Strife and Axel Flynn were best friends. Back in the day, back when things like what grade you were in and who you hung out with didn’t matter, back when the only qualifying factor was neighborhood proximity and skill with a bat.
Well, and back when Roxas didn’t have a debilitating, soul-crushing, fool-making crush on his best friend. Former best friend. Which he was over, of course. Thirteen-year-old Roxas had walked around with stars in his eyes and his heart in his throat every time he so much as looked at Axel, sure, and it made things awkward for a minute, yes. But that was a long time ago.
In the real world, where a high school freshman was too fucking cool to hang out with a dumb middle-schooler, Roxas and Axel fell apart. Slowly, at first, and then entirely. And it would’ve been fine – Axel made new friends, joined the band, Roxas made new friends, joined the Struggle team – it should’ve been fine. They should’ve fallen off each other’s radar, nothing more than a small blip on the rare occasion their eyes caught in the hallway, maybe a mutual head nod when they crossed paths on their street. Childhood friendships faded into obscurity all the time – it should’ve been fine.
It wasn’t fine. Roxas…well, Roxas was bitter. Roxas was bitter, and stubborn, and he knew that his ability to hold a grudge wasn’t exactly one of his better personality traits. And Axel – well, maybe Axel was bitter too. Maybe Axel was bitter too, or maybe he just wanted to be absolutely sure that Roxas never quite forgot about him, because neither of them ever managed to settle for being passing ships in the hallway. No, their childhood friendship had to fade into a low-grade animosity – never outright aggressive, never anything downright mean…they just, they never just crossed paths. No, there always had to be a snide comment, a snarky one-liner, a raised eyebrow and a smirk and a sneer. Axel standing shoulder to shoulder with his new best friend, his upgrade, Roxas being dragged away by his long-suffering, eye-rolling twin brother.
Every few months, maybe once a semester, it would come to a head. Axel would poke and prod and just generally be a pain in the ass, and it would build up and up and up until Roxas thought he was going to explode from it. From irritation and frustration and confusion, because at the end of it all he never quite understood why.
Maybe the why didn’t matter. Maybe the why was just to rile Roxas up, to get a rise out of him, to see how close Roxas would come to lunging fist-first at Axel and doing his best to beat the ever-loving shit out him. Maybe it was because Axel had figured out, despite Roxas’ best efforts, about Roxas’ once upon a time massive fucking crush, and this was his form of payback. Axel hadn’t ever struck Roxas as particularly homophobic, sure, but there was a big fucking difference between having a gay best friend and having a gay best friend with a devastatingly obvious crush on you. Maybe it was payback, and punishment, and just plain spite.
But this…this was a new low. This was a brand new form of punishment, something even Axel hadn’t sunk to before.
Click-through to see this at full resolution at the source. It’s quite stunning.
“My experiences in love have taught me difficult lessons, especially my experiences with crazy love. The red relationships. The ones that went from zero to a hundred miles per hour and then hit a wall and exploded. And it was awful. And ridiculous. And desperate. And thrilling. And when the dust settled, it was something I’d never take back. Because there is something to be said for being young and needing someone so badly, you jump in head first without looking. And there’s something to be learned from waiting all day for a train that’s never coming. And there’s something to be proud of about moving on and realizing that real love shines golden like starlight, and doesn’t fade or spontaneously combust. Maybe I’ll write a whole album about that kind of love if I ever find it.“
7 years later…
I once believed love would be (Black and white)
But it’s golden (Golden)
I once believed love would be (Burning red)
But it’s golden
Like daylight, like daylight…
She found it.
*blows a kiss up to heaven*
happy father’s day tony, I love you three thousand
gendrya fans 8x2
gendrya fans 8x4
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