You are but one of millions created to serve our great empire in the magitek infantry. And now you’ve finally come home to Niflheim, my son.

Gladiolus: If only somebody hadn’t wrecked the car… Unbelievable.

bro......

lemme write in my ff7 verse

“Were you worried about me?”

if u kno me from my non-video game blogs, pls ask about prompto i will tell u everything you need to know and make verses so we can interact !

episode prompto fucks me up every day when i remember its a thing

i slipped and made a cloud strife too bc i wanna overwhelm myself with four blogs

enjedi·:

𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 ,  how its almighty strength and love of darkness quickly spread to even that of simple research.  tenebrosity of laboratories made shelter for mad scientists and the blood of ancient beings  ——-  they ,  he and prompto ,  stand at the threshold of a galactic heirloom;  a gateway to endless knowledge of empires long since passed.  and yet ,  the jedi master hesitates.  relics of old ,  are they truly worth the pain and suffering they have yet to witness  ?  to learn ?   vaguely ,  he knows only of grogu ,  his newest padawan ,  and his use to the remaining loyalists of the empire ,  but the child’s protectors gave only sparse details ,  for they knew only as much as moff gideon would willingly offer.  

𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐄𝐃𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 ,   there is a history here  ——  a dark one that involved the creation of clones.  (   he thinks back to what master kenobi told him of the clone wars and the clones of kamino.   )   there is a pit in his stomach ,  though the force encourages him ever forward in this path of unleashing buried truths of former emperor palpatine.  he sighs ,  looks to the other beside him.  no doubt is the conflict of his heart evident to another.  ❝   prompto ,  are you sure you want to come with me?   ❞    /    @gunmyth·  !

𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞  𝐢𝐬  𝐚  𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞  𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞  𝐢𝐬  𝐭𝐨  𝐛𝐞  𝐟𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝,    𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥,    𝘢𝘯𝘥  𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘥.              home  is  to  be  a  place  where  hearths  are  lit  to  guide  the  lost  home,      and  where  the  lonely  might  lay  their  heads  for  a  moments  reprieve.              this  place,      however?        in  a  galaxy  that  holds  both  good,    bad,  and  all  things  in  between,  is  nothing  like  a  home  nor  any  of  those  things...      and  yet  home  it  is,    and  deep  down,    prompto  knows  it.          this  place  birthed  him,      it  carried  him  like  a  mother  might  an  infant  in  the  womb,      but  it  also  sought  to  devour  him  like  it  did  the  others—        to  spit  out  horrid  monsters  made  of  men.          and  prompto?        prompto  could  feel  the  walls  watching  him.        could  feel  this  place  welcoming  him  home.        he  didn’t  know  the  whole  truth  of  his  existence,    yet  the  barcode  on  his  wrist  is  damning  and  he  knows  as  soon  as  he  lays  eyes  upon  this  place,    that  all  his  answers  lie  here.

                                    “        i-          i’m  sure,      lets  keep  going—    i’ll  be  fine.      “

he  reassures  the  other  when  he  himself  is  not  assured  himself,      encroaching  truth  seeming  to  suffocate  him  with  every  step  further  they  take  into  the  facility,      lights  coming  dimly  to  fruition  above  their  heads  with  each  hallway  they  take,    groaning  and  flickering  to  life  after  many  years  of  disuse.        

prompto and noctis are in love pass it on

   DO U THINK HE KNOWS I LOVE HIM?

ғғxᴠᴡᴇᴇᴋ ›› day 5 ›› episode prompto

prompto being a clone is the most important thing to me because it’s so fucking angsty

I am not one of your experiments.