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youaremynewdream · 6 years

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Final Fantasy XV Noctis/Prompto College AU words: 1750

Prompto finally asked Noct out on a date...

...but now it's 45 minutes past the hour and Noct is pretty sure Prompto has stood him up.

quick light college au first date for my boys. Just a wee bit of angst mixed in for funsies. <3

Read on AO3 here!

He was late.

Again.

Not that this is anything out of the ordinary for Prompto, being late on rainy evenings is almost commonplace at this point. But normally when you make plans with someone, specifically plans that are supposed to be enjoyable, you should at least attempt to arrive on time.

Alas, the clock on the wall of the restaurant ticks on, seeming to mask the quiet banter of the few patrons scattered about the dining room.

Noct's thumb traces circles around the rim of his half empty water glass in place of conversation. The condensation from the melted ice had already made their way to encircle the bottom of the glass, no doubt adding another ring to the faded fake wood of the table.

Noct shifts in the peeling vinyl booth, the uncomfortable sound of sweat on leather making its presence known too loudly in his ears, clashing with the lilting folk song humming on the speakers above him.

He sighs. Where could he be? He had anticipated maybe up to 15 minutes of tardiness, for loose shoelaces or a forgotten wallet were a common occurrence in Prompto's life. However, according to his phone it was now 19:47, much later than some typical clumsiness would cause, at least not without a quick text or phone call.

Without realizing it, Noct begins to furiously tap the table with his free hand, alerting the waitress of his now nearly empty glass. She quietly makes her way over with the pitcher, a small knowing smile painted on her lips.

"More water?" she asks politely.

Noct nods, not looking up from his phone on the table. The waitress fills his glass and pauses, asking, "Have you decided to order something? Perhaps an appetizer while you wait?" She hovers for a moment as Noct clicks off the screen with a sigh and glances at the menu.

"Uh... I guess I'll have an order of white rice... and some chicken skewers for now?" Noct's fingers curl around the edges of the menu. He's not giving up yet. Releasing his menu would only confirm that he didn't think his date wasn't coming.

Writing his order down on a small pad of paper she smiles, a little relieved. "I'll go let the kitchen know, feel free to call me over if your er... friend shows up, alright?" she says.

Noct only responds by slightly bowing his head, unlocking the screen to open his texts once more, barely noticing her footsteps as she left him alone once more.

The texts remain unchanged.

It says delivered, not read. His phone calls kept reaching voicemail but that didn't stop him from calling the other boy one more time.

"Hello! You've reached the phone of Prompto Argentum! I probably didn't hear this call so leave a message or a text and I'll get back to you A S A P!"

The tone beeps and Noct hangs up instantly. He's already left at least 4 messages, what good would another one do?

20:15

The burnt orange tiled walls reflect the streetlights that seem to burn brighter every moment outside. His appetizers arrive without a word, and he nibbles on them while he keeps swiping through the different apps on his phone, desperately trying to pass the time.

20:52

His spoon scrapes the bottom of the plate, finally resigning to eat the last grain of rice. As the waitress comes to take his plates away, he hastily asks for more rice and a cup of coffee before she can ask him if he wants his check.

The texts still only say delivered.

Outside the light rain from earlier seems to get heavier, each drop of water pounding into the window beside him demanding its presence known.

Staring past his reflection in the window he desperately tries to find Prompto's face in the strangers that pass by, but none of them fit. Too tall, too short, a sea of black and brown hair without the golden hue his heart aches for.

They had been friends for a while now, since freshman year of college, and they were currently juniors. Noct had never been one to act on his feelings, even friendships were hard to come by for him.

But Prompto had been the one to come up to him, to introduce himself, to ask to hang out, and now, ask him out on a date. He was always warm, always welcoming, declaring his opinions to the world as soon as the right words came to mind.

He was everything Noct wasn't.

It isn't until the 3rd sip of his coffee that Noct remembers that he hates the stuff.

21:37

The waitress declares that it's last call for food from the kitchen before they close. He orders 2 green curries to go and a refill on his coffee.

Prompto knew Noct liked him before he knew it himself. Small confessions and laughter on friendly road trips had set this path in stone. Noct had never dated anyone, never really wanted to. But when Prompto asked, how could he say no?

Before he knew it he realized his heart flutters every time they touch, and there wasn't anyone he'd rather fall for.

But here he is, alone in a strange restaurant with coffee that tastes like crushed beetles, a singular fly that keeps returning to his plate no matter how much you wave it away, and whispering waiters who must be pitying him by now. What is happening here? Is this all a prank? Is someone going to pop out and laugh at him for even thinking he could date such a beautiful, bright person?

No, Prompto would never. He said he would be here. He promised.

Prompto never breaks a promise.

21:58

Noct leaves two twenties on the table and walks out with a bag full of hot curry and a empty feeling in the pit in his stomach.

Outside the rain is still coming down in sheets. Taking one last look at the street around him, Noct searches for any shimmer of gold in the darkness. Finding nothing but grey, he puts up his umbrella and slowly makes his way towards his home.

22:31

Noct reaches his apartment relatively dry. Under the awning he sets down the curry, shakes the water off of his umbrella, and begins to fiddle with his keys when he hears him.

"NOOOOCCCTTT!"

The familiar voice makes him turn around instantly.

Blue eyes match his and Noct doesn't pause in running out in the rain to meet him.

Without hesitation they embrace, their warmth piercing through the sharp cold. Prompto's tears mix with the raindrops as he cries out a string of apologies. Noct hushes him.

"Prom, you're soaking wet let's get you inside okay?" Prompto nods and they head inside.

"Noct... I'm so sorry I can explain I... I... oh Six you must hate me you must think I just ignored you gahh I'm so sorry I--"

"Prompto. Calm down, okay." Noct tosses a towel at him and Prompto catches it midair. Noct sighs, "Now why don't you dry off, you must be freezing." Prompto pouts, but buries his face in the towel anyway.

"Hey Prom, did you eat anything"

Still encased in the towel Prompto manages to muffle out a version of "no." Noct blasts the curry in the microwave for a minute then plops it in front of Prompto with a fork.

"Eat."

Prompto emerges from his towel cage and his jaw drops at the sight of the food. "Noct... you didn't have to get me anything! I was supposed to pay I was-

Noct pushes the food closer to him. "Eat. Then talk." Prompto reluctantly takes a bite, then moans at the taste and begins to shovel it in.

Noct chuckles, "That good, huh?"

Prompto nods, " 's tha best!" He eats a few more bites then slows, the frown returning to his face. "Noct... I really am sorry, I tried to be there on time, early even! But... well you know me... if one thing goes wrong everything else has to follow..."

Noct remains silent, waiting for the blond to continue. Prompto takes a deep breath, "I was heading out on my bike. I finally got one used, you know I've been saving up for it. I had left early to pick it up from this guy's house, I wanted to show it to you tonight! But... I might have not thought to look at the forecast? So the rain caught me by surprise and... I don't even know how I crashed but suddenly I was spinning and then I was on the ground and it was a mess dude."

Noct stops him there, "Wait, are you okay? are you hurt??"

Holding up his arms Prompto weakly smiles, "Just scrapes and bruises, thankfully. My phone and bike on the other hand weren't so lucky. First the police showed up, then they made me go to the hospital, and I couldn't remember your number and I had to run my way here and... Ugh. Noct..."

Prompto looks down at the ground, hiding the prickling tears tempting to spill over. "And the entire time all I could think about was how you must have been feeling... I'd been waiting so long for this... I care about you so much and... and I've wanted to be with you and... here I am already ruining our first date. You must think I'm awfully stupid-"

Without thinking Noct gently pulls Prompto's face to his and kisses him softly, then pulls away as quick as he leaned in. "I... I’m sorry I just-"

Prompto cuts him off with his lips, answering the unasked question as they deepen the kiss until they finally break away with Prompto chuckling.

Noct tenses, "What... was that bad? I... I haven't really..."

Shaking his head, Prompto clarifies, "No no, it's not that, I just... ha, I can't believe that I basically stood you up on a date, and now I get free food and a kiss? I should screw up more often."

Noct smiles and joins him in laughing, "Please don't, you're going to make me age thirty years with worry for your safety." Softening, he reaches for Prompto's hand, "I'm just glad you're alright... when you didn't respond... I didn’t know what to think but… are you sure you really are okay?"

Squeezing his hand in return Prompto smiles wider. "Honestly Noct? I've never been better."

Noct couldn't agree more.

#noctis x prompto #promptis #ffxv #fluff #my writing #final fantasy xv #final fantasy 15 #my boys

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evnoweb · 5 years

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Who said that? Teacher’s Edition

Earlier this week, I had written a post and pulled a number of comments from this blog. It was fun to look through and grab them. I never figured that I’d write this post so I didn’t formally keep track of who said what when I copy/pasted them although I think I know. I do have someone who is only happy to correct anything I do so I went back and made sure that I got things right. Where the commenter had a website or blog listed beside them, I’ve included a link back if their comment inspires you to read their blogging.

Some folks recognized their writing and responded but there was a request for the answers. So, here goes.

Looking back at 2018, I smile at some of the wonderful comments that have appeared on this blog in response to some of my posts.

Do you see yourself in there? Do you see others?

1 I had forgotten about that commercial! Thanks for the umm… blast from the past, Doug! I was surprised that it did have a “violent” part. That part didn’t stick in my memory, but the “blue” light did! Sorry to hear of your incident! Here’s to more uneventful walks with the dog.. I had a good smile with Andrew’s comment too. I have searched youtube to confirm quotes and lines from TV shows and movies as well… just to be sure A recent attempt was: “It’s cold enough out there to freeze your Winnebago!” Like Aviva, I have always wondered about how graphic a message needs to be to stick. I worry that it goes too far at times, especially in consideration of young children. I guess there might be individual differences in regards to what will “hit home”, but…

Sheila Stewart – sheilaspeaking.wordpress.com

2 Oh, going to have to try this one out – looks like a lot of fun! (and I will suggest it to some people I know, since I don’t have a classroom to play in right now). Thanks, as ever!

Lisa Noble – madamenoble.wordpress.com

3 Thanks for including me Doug. Still fighting that bug, but class back up to 65%! Listened to the show (twioe) last night…awesome as always. Got a chuckle over Stephen’s mention of “the Good Room” and all the banter between you, as always. Keep on keeping on!

Ramona Meharg –mymonkeysmycircussite.wordpress.com

4 Love the post. It made me think about what my role is. Probably a lot more Bluesman than thought leader I guess. But really I started to think that is just important to do what I can do and let other people think about labels. I’m just a teacher with opinions and a blog. That’s good enough for me I think.

Alfred Thompson –http://blog.acthompson.net

5 Hi Doug, and all:) Here is my addition – if I ever hear the word Wheelhouse again it will be too soon. Also I will probably get in trouble for this but I don’t like all the Like a Pirate business. For heaven’s sake. Pirates are real. They steal and murder people. I am working on another blog post, a more thoughtful consideration of the word “modern” – which really has an existing definition and has been co-opted more recently to mean “contemporary.” I know, I am so fussy:)

Anne Shillolo

6 I like Broadway http://fontsgeek.com/fonts/Broadway-Regular, but I have a weakness for art deco fonts. It’s too decorative to read though, but good for posters and titles. For reading I usually go for arial but recently have been preferring Trebuchet https://www.myfonts.com/fonts/microsoft/trebuchet/?gclid=Cj0KCQiAiKrUBRD6ARIsADS2OLn1B3-UN6EjbTMRsPmw2xTQWIwFrCXNtyTxAmFoh7p_XYxWjXX_lzYaAlJVEALw_wcBit’s nice and clean. Oddly, if I’m going for a computer styled font I use something like Courier which is a web friendly way to imitate those old fixed width fonts https://www.myfonts.com/fonts/microsoft/courier-new/?gclid=Cj0KCQiAiKrUBRD6ARIsADS2OLnfMx1LblHmfXsmRm32zv_x9kHDMf5_ySTNErPWQ_7GmrGvY-qQCsMaApnbEALw_wcB If you’ve never messed around with fonts, you’re missing something.

Tim King-plus.google.com/+TimothyKing

7 My teaching partner and I used to do ‘a theme’, back when themes were a thing in kindergarten, around EGGS at Easter time. We did different experiments with eggs each day – how many books can we stack on a raw egg before it breaks, what happens when you soak an egg in vinegar, sinking and floating eggs, spinning eggs (raw eggs wobble, hard cooked eggs spin) and so on. We read lots of books about animals that hatch from eggs. My favourite was always “Chickens aren’t the only ones” by Ruth Heller. Like you, many of our children didn’t celebrate Easter but they were seeing eggs and bunnies everywhere in stores and on TV.

Lisa Cranston – educationandinspirationblog.com

8 Thank you for capturing two days of amazing learning and connecting for us Doug. It was a pleasure to finally have some conversation time with you and I am glad Steven Hurley didn’t beam us up with his modern day transcorder. Appreciate the power that comes in building bridges in this business and you sir are a bridge builder. Looking forward to our next conversation. W

Will Gourley –escheweducationalist.wordpress.com

9 Our mornings begin with the fragrance of espresso filling the air. Milk is heated, the espresso is added to the hot milk and voilà, the magic potion is ready. When we go out, we seldom stop to buy coffee anywhere. We caddy thermos cups of our home brew. If we run out of the elixir…tea it is. When we have friends join us for a formal meal, we usually end the meal with a demitasse of espresso…except for the tea drinkers. We like it that espresso has a lower caffeine content than drip coffee: https://recipes.howstuffworks.com/question645.htm Of course, current science might draw different conclusions.

Noeline Laccetti – nlaccetti.wordpress.comx

10 … that look of betrayal on my wife’s face when I mentioned that I am trying to quit with coffee. She, up to several years ago, hated the stuff. Hated the smell, the taste, the satisfied look on my face as relaxed through my second or third cup in the morning. I guess it was my fault. Someway somehow, she now can’t start her day without it. My attempt at scaling back my caffeine consumption has put my life is in danger. I shouldn’t have mentioned it. I shouldn’t have even written this post. If my blog goes dark for a while its because I am in hiding. Tell my wife, I was wrong … oh so wrong …

Chris Cluff

11 Hi Doug, thanks for sharing your learning from the Ontario Summit. To add to this already great resource, here is a link to all of the presenter’s resources from the weekend: https://edtech.team/OntarioResources18 – Lots more goodies there!

Emily Fitzpatrick

12 I saw this presentation at SIGCSE and left with mixed feelings. The session was pitched as ML for CS teachers with little CS knowledge. The pizza app is cool but I left thinking that there was a big missing piece which was the actual under the hood ML. It looks great as a tool where the teacher is already knowledgeable but I don’t know how much serious mileage a class will get out of it beyond being a cool demo if the teacher doesn’t already know the subject.

Mike Zemansky – https://cestlaz.github.io

13 I love to sew, but hardly have the time. I go by feel when choosing fabric for any project or any “already made” clothes. I don’t care what it’s called – I only care about how it feels and how well it will wash. I do not remember the fabric you’re talking about, though I feel as if I should. My mom used to see for me, so I likely had many things made from it.

Lisa Corbett –alotalot.wordpress.comx

14 Morning Doug, this brought to mind attendance tracking of students and how if they are going to leave or walk out consequnces mean nothing. The reason you give them to stay is far more powerful. I think folks need to understand the purpose but more importantly if you leave the impression, regardless of this is it’s purpose that people’s whereabouts are what we are starting with and not the culture of a welcoming, inclusive and non intrusive learning environment, the same thing will happen as it does in a secondary school…they opt out as it is no longer about the them but the system they exist within.

Kelly @thebeastedu

15 Good morning Doug! (and Jamie) I’m glad you guys keep your eyes open when you’re out for your walks. There’s no doubt that keeping an eye out for other vehicles, cyclists, and pedestrians (and dogs) is a critical responsibility for motor vehicle drivers. I was pleased to read your “exit, stage left“ quote, And even happier when I saw that you had included a picture of SnagglePuss. You are smarter than the average bear.

Andrew Forgrave

16 I don’t remember exactly when Chrome came out, but I do for Gmail. I went straight to eBay and bought an invitation so I could join. It cost me $5. The invitation also included another new Google service. Do you remember what it was?

Peter Beens –beens.org

17 I noticed this too when watching cartoons with my nephews. There also seemed to be a whole lot of yelling. Okay now I’m sounding like the old guy who just wants the kids to get off his lawn. I loved the old Hanna-Barbara cartoons from the mid-60’s. Space Ghost, Frankenstein Jr. and The Impossibles, the original Scooby-Doo, Dastardly and Muttley in Their Flying Machines, The Herculoids, The Banana Splits Adventure Hour – that one was pretty weird, but I did teach some of my grade 6’s the theme song, Jonny Quest and the Jetsons. I kind of thought we’d be living like the Jetsons by now. At least I thought they would have finished repairing all the roads.

Colin Harris –plus.google.com/+ColinHarrisdigitalnative

18 Hey Doug, As always your posts seem so timely. Today on my way home from church I noticed a few trees in the neighbourhood who have started to show your beautiful fall colors. I couldn’t help but recall several projects that I had to complete as a child where we would go out into the neighbourhood and find several fall leaves. We then needed to place the leaves in between two pieces of wax paper and iron them . To be honest, I don’t recall what the intended learning outcome was… But what I do remember was that it was a project that my mom and I needed to do together (hot irons and safety) . Sometimes it is those unintended outcomes (special time with a parent) which are just as meaningful as the curriculum outcomes.

Sue Bruyns –susanbruyns.com

19 I have never heard of Qwant until you mentioned it. I also gave it a try and I must admit that it is a very impressive search engine. I used the Brave web browser in the past; I had no issues with it. In my case, I utilise the Google Chrome web browser, because I use certain extensions. The Brave web browser loads quickly.

Renard Moreau –renardsworld.wordpress.com

20 Hey! This is the fourth time visiting now and I personally just wanted to say I truley enjoy reading your blog site. I’ve decided to bookmark it at reddit.com with the title: %BLOGTITLE% and your Web address: %BLOGURL%. I hope this is alright with you, I’m trying to give your great blog a bit more coverage. Be back shortly.

superstar femme orange (Trick question – this is from spam caught and someone who doesn’t know how to use their software – notice the spam format of the message. I won’t share the URL that they claim to be from)

21 Do you worry about free services going away after a while? = Sometimes. I’m still wounded about the closing of Bitstrips for Schools (which I liked waaaaaay better than Pixton – sorry, Pixton). It went so fast that I couldn’t collect all the old comics I wanted to archive (so Jacob, if you are reading this, please let us grab our files for a quick, one week period, please!) What is your contingency plans in case that happens? = Wish I had one! Do you backup your online presence in case it goes away? = I print my blogs as a birthday gift to myself once a year. I did a Twournal for the first part of my tweeting, but I’d love to back up all my Tweets in a print format. Now you’ve got me paranoid Doug!

Diana Maliszewski –mondaymollymusings.blogspot.ca

Thanks to those who took time to share a comment throughout 2018. I hope that I can write on topics that will continue the efforts in 2019.

So, how many did you get right the first time?

Who said that? Teacher’s Edition published first on https://medium.com/@DigitalDLCourse

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goodbyenothanks-blog · 7 years

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Week 4: Halloween

Sorry for not writing an entry for last week, I was swamped with work (and last week’s show didn’t really need a blog entry, I think (?)). Anyways, I’m back this week to bring you some spooky Halloween-esque music that should put you in the mood to put on your costumes and run outside! Hopefully, you’ll show restraint and wait until Tuesday. I hope you’ll doot along with some classic Halloween pieces and some interesting takes on the genre!

Fun and cute couple costume idea #1-- Pickled Richard from the hit T.V. show “Richard and Mortimer” and show creator Dan Harmon!

1. String Quartet No. 8 in C Minor (Mov. 3 - Allegretto) by Dmitri Shostakovich (Performed by the Brodsky Quartet)

Oh wow, look who’s back for the third week in a row. Real surprise!! I promise that I won’t have any Shostakovich for the next few weeks. But, I thought this middle movement from my Favorite Piece of All Time had a very creepy and unsettling feel to it. It’s a waltz, but a really demented waltz. The kind of music you might hear in an abandoned carnival coming from a sound machine that looks like it should be broken... OH NO WHAT IS THA-

2. Night on Bald Mountain by Modest Mussorgsky (Performed by the New York Philharmonic)

This is the one truly, truly cliched piece on the playlist. So cliched, even, that I felt obligated to include it. However, I think it’s a popular Halloween trope for a good reason. It’s really dark and foreboding, and the source material is about a witches’ Sabbath (foreshadowing!) on Kupala Night, which is a event in Eastern Europe in late June that celebrates the baptism of St. John. Kupala Night is a time when people engage in a “mischief night,” when people perform pranks and mild vandalism, in a very similar fashion to Halloween. It would make sense, then, that this piece invokes some of the same feelings we associate with Halloween.

Fun and cute couple costume idea #2- Music aficionado and rapper extraordinaire Cal Chuchesta and his roommate Tony

3. String Quartet No. 14 “Death and the Maiden” (Mov. 4 - Presto) by Franz Schubert (Performed by the Ehnes Quartet)

Some composers, faced with their own mortality, wrote some of the most enduring and powerful works ever composed. Tchaikovsky’s Pathetique Symphony, Shostakovich’s Eighth and Fifteenth String Quartets, and Schubert’s Death and The Maiden all fit this description. Music critic and writer Walter Wilson Cobbett views this fiery finale as a dance with death itself, modeled after the tarantella, an Italian dance supposedly used to ward of the madness and convulsions incurred by being bitten by a tarantula. I don’t really think it gets more Halloween than that.

4. Bacchanale by John Cage (Performed by Alan Feinberg)

In the interest of offsetting the popularity of Night on Bald Mountain, I present for your listening pleasure John Cage’s Bacchanale. I’ve come to really enjoy prepared piano parts in pieces, so I was very excited to listen to a piece written exclusively for it. This piece has all the fun spooky Hallow’s Eve vibes of the other pieces, with the added benefit (for me) of cultural obscurity. “Oh yeah, you like John Cage? Name a piece that he wrote that isn’t just 4 minutes and 33 seconds of silence.” Sometimes, it’s fun to pretend to be an obnoxious music hipster. Sometimes, I don’t even need to pretend.

Fun and cute couple costume idea #3- Harry Potter and Severus Snape!!

5. Symphonie Fantastique (Mov. 5 - Dream of the Night of the Sabbath) by Hector Berlioz (Performed by The Chicago Symphony)

Berlioz’s Symphonie Fantastique is one of the most interesting programmatic pieces out there, in my opinion. A young man falls in love, and follows his love to a dance, where he gets spurned and falls into a depression. He ventures out to the meadows to collect his thoughts, but they only become more dark and tortured. He resolves to kill himself, thinking that this young lady is is only love and does not love him back, by overdosing on opium. He does not succeed, however, and the final two movements of the piece take a very drastic turn. In the fourth movement, he dreams that he has killed his love, and envisions himself at his own execution by guillotine (At the end of the movement, you can even hear his head fall into the basket!). In the final movement of the symphony, which is the one I feature in this playlist, Berlioz writes:

He sees himself at a witches' sabbath, in the midst of a hideous gathering of shades, sorcerers and monsters of every kind who have come together for his funeral. Strange sounds, groans, outbursts of laughter; distant shouts which seem to be answered by more shouts. The beloved melody appears once more, but has now lost its noble and shy character; it is now no more than a vulgar dance tune, trivial and grotesque: it is she who is coming to the sabbath ... Roar of delight at her arrival ... She joins the diabolical orgy ... The funeral knell tolls, burlesque parody of the Dies Irae, the dance of the witches. The dance of the witches combined with the Dies Irae.

6. Spooky Scary Skeletons by Andrew Gold

Happy Halloween! The ƒ-hole will return next Friday at 10 AM on WMUC Digital, this time probably actually (maybe?) featuring John Williams’ March from 1941. Thanks for stopping by!

#wmuc #getlistenin #the-f-hole

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