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[mzargentum]

My Hero’s Halloween Present

Hey, guys! I’m so sorry that I haven’t been active lately. I’ve been dealing with a few things that sort of sent me through some depression, but I couldn’t finish the month without making at least one contribution to Promptober. So enjoy!

Word Count: 825

Warnings: None. | OC’s: Muerlinian Zephyr

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PROM-KIN! <3

Halloween.

The night where kids get to spurge on for a sugar rush while the adult kids get in a good rush on their own.

Parties, booze and whatever else they can sink their teeth into. It’s a night of uncharted thrills, but no one was enjoying it more than...

“WOOO, BABY!!! THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKIN’ ABOUT!!!”

Prompto.

“Geez, babe, did you have to go all out with the candy?”, Muerlin smirked as she assisted her wobbly chocolate blooded boyfriend in their shared apartment.

They both had to work for his birthday so she promised him a late party on Halloween. For some reason she didn’t take into account how much Gladio and Noct would insist on it being at a bar after getting him his damned candy.

But judging by the fact he was in some sort of drunken sugar rush and seemingly super high on life, how could she be mad?

“Nahhh, it’s Halloween! Aaaand I’m goin’ all out!”, the blonde bubbler shouted with glee as he slumped over his tipsy girlfriend, whom had nothing, but a loving smile on her face as she carried his lean body to the couch.

As he plopped down and dug into his bag of candy, he suddenly noticed Muerlin had disappeared from the room. However, despite this, he was too drunk to back off from his sack of sweets.

“Muermaid?”, he called out, mouthful of caramel and chocolate, but to no answer. Surprisingly, after a few moments, Prompto, in his drunkenness began to panic from her absence.

I mean, it was Halloween. She could’ve gotten attacked by a vampire or a werewolf. Although he was sure she’d flatten either one out with a single fling of the wrist, but STILL! ANYTHING could happen.

“Muerlin?!”, a shriek escaped his chocolate covered lips, still receiving no answer, but just when the protective drunk boyfriend was about to show...

“TADA!!!!”

The most piercing squeal suddenly erupted throughout the living room, sending Muerlin into a small giggle fit as her drunken boyfriend plummets to the floor with a loud thud.

“WHAT?! WHERE?! WHO?!”, the frantic blonde stammered breathlessly before spotting his girlfriend behind the couch, cheeks bright red from giggling from his sudden fright.

“Jeez, babe!” the blonde hiccuped as he badly tried to pick himself up from the floor, “you tryin’ to give me a heart attack or somethi-what’s that?”, Prompto abruptly asked, his voice now in a much lower tone, pointing toward an object in Muerlin’s grasp.

“Oh, this?”, Muerlin playfully teased her now completely coherent boyfriend. “Oh, it’s just a brand new copy of...MY HERO ONE’S JUSTICE!!!”

Never in her life would Muerlin ever believe that Prompto could scream anymore like a girl than he did normally...until this moment when he grabbed Muerlin bringing her down in the biggest hug on the couch, smothering her face in kisses mixed with endless thank you’s.

“Happy Birthday, sweetie”, Muerlin somehow managed to get out behind Prompto’s freak out.

“How’d you even afford this?! I thought this cost like 80gil!”, the blonde squealed in disbelief as he stared wistfully at the cover.

“Saved up my tips”, Muerlin triumphantly admitted with a grin. “Plus, how could I not know? You’ve been drooling over the commercials for months”.

Surprisingly Prompto didn’t realize how obvious he made it all this time. After all, it was his favorite show, but now his excitement had fully taken over.

“We should play it!”, Prompto gasped, his violet iris’ beaming at the silver haired minx.

“Now?”, she stuttered. “It’s almost 3 in the morning”, she whined.

“Yeah, now”, Prompto hopped up from his seat sliding toward the console to put in the disc. “Unless you’re chicken”, he hiss toward his girlfriend, a sly grin stretched across his face.

Muerlin always tried to be the responsible one out of the two despite the fact everyone knew she was a major hothead, but unlike everyone else...Prompto was able to manipulate this to his favor.

“Psh...I’m no chicken...”, the silver haired queen mumbled under her breath, trying to keep her composure.

“Bu-COOOOCK! Bock, bock, bock, bu-COOCK!”

“Alright, you little shit! It’s on!”, Muerlin shouted, stomping toward her cocky boyfriend, little sparks of lightning adorably illuminating her chubby cheeks.

She was fired up, just how he liked it. 

Although he knew he was still drunk and would probably get his ass handed to him tonight by Eraserhead, it was all worth it to see that blaze of righteous fury brewing within those lagoon orbs.

In all honesty, it was actually kind of sexy...

Prompto eyed Muerlin carefully as she grabbed her controller and plopped back on the couch.

“You ready to get spanked?”, she joked before glancing to her boyfriend standing before her.

A rush heat rose to her chest as she peered into his now darkened gaze, his pearly teeth lightly pressed against his bottom lip before revealing a sinful grin.

“Oh, ho, ho...we’ll see whose really getting spanked later”.

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[insomniasix]

Perfect.

Ok, so... I’m back! xD 

And what better way to come back with a late-to-the-party birthday Present for ma love @mzargentum HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEART! 

Warnings: None | Words: 706 | 

“Don’t worry little rabbit,” Six whispered, knowing full well how nervous the Queen of Willownoire was.

The big day had come.

Finally!

“What if…”

“No ‘what if’s Muerlin.” Six used her mom voice and Muerlin instantly stopped, suffering silently as everything that could go wrong danced inside her mind while her friends were fixing the Sylleblossoms in her hair “Everything will be perfect! Evie and I have everything under control.”

“Except, of course, if you’re thinking of running away.” Evita commented absentmindedly, fingers tinkering with Muerlin’s velvet locks “I’m dying to see how Six would handle the dress in a case like this.”

As the assassin moved her golden eyes, she came across the glare she’d earn from her Glaive friend; Muerlin staring up at the both of them from the mirror in front of her.

Six couldn’t pretend for long; the picture of herself trying to run after Muerlin in her silver-white, sleeveless dress and high-heels was hilarious, making her burst into laughing, only for the other two women to follow; their laughter attracting two certain someones as the door to their room opened, Gladio and Ignis walking in, each dressed as wonderfully as a king and moving to their ladies.

“You’re not supposed to be here, love.” Six whined as Gladio moved to hug her from behind, Ignis doing the same to his beloved while she let her head lay on his shoulder, placing a sweet kiss on his cheek.

“I thought it was a jinx for the groom to see the bride, babe. I don’t see Prom anywhere.”

“You can relax,” Ignis agreed, holding on to Evita a little tighter “The King is with him right now, helping him with his vows.”

“Oh, Gods, am I truly ready to hear a tag-teamed vow?” Muerlin laughed nervously.

“Don’t worry,” Six calmed her down with her certainty while fixing Gladio’s tie “like I said: We’ve got you covered. Luna is with them as well, giving Prom his part of the vow.”

“Speaking of which, here’s yours.” Evita handed the bride a small, white envelope; Six’s writing evident on both the envelope and the card inside it.

The Glaive humming the lyrics written on the paper as Muerlin tried her hardest not to ruin the make-up her friends had made with her tears.

Of course she would remember.

The first song they sang together.

Their first song.

Their song!

…

Muerlin was moving toward him, walking gracefully, excited and beyond happy, down the Sylleblossom aisle.

Prompto couldn’t be standing taller in his white suite; sea-blue eyes sparkling, following her; only her… his only one.

King Noctis was standing in his place, smiling brightly. How could he not? He was about to marry his best friends; he was about to see his friend become a King of his own.

Six and Evita stealing teary-eyed glances with their own soulmates while everyone was humming a very special song; laughing as little Nox played with her dress in her Shield’s arms.

Gladio, being a proud friend and a loving father; and Ignis holding on the wedding rings as if they were his own.

…

“You look so beautiful.” He whispered, his voice breaking, unable to contain his love for her “I don’t deserve this. Darling, you look perfect tonight.”

Upon hearing his words the best-men and the bridesmaids begun low-singing. The soon-to-be Mr. and Mrs. Argentum continuing their banner as if they were alone, dancing under the moonlight.

“I never knew you were the someone waiting for me.” He whispered, only for her to listen.

“We were just kids when we fell in love,” Muerlin continued, tears in her eyes; remembering, feeling every word like it was the first time “not knowing what it was.”

How much truth they held.

“I won’t give you up this time.” Prompto promised “Your heart is all I own.”

“I see my future in your eyes.” Prompto caressed her face as she spoke “In yours you’re holding mine.”

“Promise.” They said in unison.

“By the power vested in me,” Noctis whipped the tears off his eyes “I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. Dude, just kiss your Queen already!”

And so he did.

Prompto held tight and, as he promised, never let go.

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[waiwaitree]

SMC/BMC Antenna Reflector

(1) High precision, high efficiency, and high gain.

  The most important job of using SMC for the manufacture of antennas is to fully exploit its features and achieve high precision in antenna design from product design and process. Under the condition that the shrinkage ratio of the material and the SMC molding shrinkage rate have been considered in the mold size design, the SMC antenna reflective surface has a smaller shape from the original design paraboloid after molding. That is, the accuracy of the SMC molded antenna is completely guaranteed by the accuracy of the mold. The rms value of the SMC antenna molded integral reflection surface is 0.25 mm, and the rms value of the single-piece reflection surface of the split antenna is less than 0.3 mm, and the rms value of the reflective surface after assembly is less than 0.6 mm.

 (2) Corrosion resistance

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 (3) Long life

  The average aluminum plate antenna is as small as 2-3 years in the coastal area, and more often 4-6 years, and it will generally be damaged by salt spray erosion and aging. The most obvious example is the cable TV (CATV) in Taiwan, which was built earlier than the mainland. It is estimated that there are nearly 1000 satellite TV receiving antennas on the island, all built in the mid-1980s, all of which were aluminum plate antennas, until the early 1990s. , that is, has begun to replace. The service life of SMC molded antennas is generally more than 15 years; PROMLIN's prototype SMC molded antennas in 1985 are still working normally, and they are subject to typhoons and heavy rain every year.

 (4) Strong wind resistance

 Since the antenna reflection surface is designed during the molding process, multiple longitudinal and circumferential rib structures are designed. According to the structural strength calculation, the SMC antenna can withstand a wind load of 45 m/s, which shows its remarkable structural rigidity and strength.

 (5) Special reflective layer technology

  The reflective surface of the SMC antenna uses a metal aluminum mesh as a reflective layer of electromagnetic waves. The aluminum mesh in the finished antenna is evenly embedded under the surface SMC, which can reflect electromagnetic waves and insulate the atmosphere, and plays a good protective role.

 (6) Good consistency, no deformation, easy to transport and install

Because SMC antenna adopts membrane pressure technology under high temperature and high pressure. Its material properties and processing technology determine the unparalleled consistency of SMC antennas with other antennas. This not only ensures the accuracy and high gain of the antenna, but also is very easy to install and debug. SMC, commonly known as "glass reinforced plastic", has the characteristics of no deformation, which eliminates the adverse effects of antenna deformation on the satellite receiving system during transportation.

 http://www.waiwaitree.com/bmc-smc-products/smc-bmc-antenna-reflector.html

#Bmc #composite

[academiaregalia]

Femaile cowworker... Large ayes... Soft flesch... vary nice placed... fat reserves... Promlinent zigomatick bones... Hmm... Vary nice...

[mzargentum]

“Just don’t buy a goat. I don’t care what you do, just no goats.” or “If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass.” With Evie and anyone of your choice? ;)

I FINALLY got my shit straight so I could get back to my writing and this fic for my dear, @nemo-ne-impune-lacessit, will be the highlight of my return. ^^ I hope you like it.

You’re Golden (SFW)

Warnings: None | Word Count: 1,071 | OC’s: Evita Hemlock, Six Ulric, Muerlinian Zephyr & Sibyl Ramses

It didn’t seem possible.

Life in general had put her through so much.

Pain. Rage. Sadness.

But never once had Evita Hemlock experienced true fear like she was this day.

Her golden eyes locked onto her reflection. Paralyzed by the view.

What was this?

Who was the girl in front of her?

Where was the daemon that haunted her for all these years?

Storming through Eos leaving constant destruction in its wake.

Who’s face was this?

Shimmering in the sunrise like a seashells washed over by the ocean waves.

Who’s perfect doll-like fingers were these inching toward the reflection of this goddess in red?

“Still getting used to it, huh?”

Six Ulric, interrupted the confused woman’s trance. Leaned against the doorway with a smile.

“To what?” the assassin replied with a chuckle as she returned her gaze to the mirror before her. “Being normal?”

“Being happy”. Six smirked as she approached her friend, taking in the view.

“Not really to be honest…”.

Six wasn’t surprised. She knew the turmoil her dear friend had faced in the past.

Years of torture. Never feeling as if she belonged. Never having a true home.

There were times Six wondered if she would ever be happy.

That is…until he came along.

“Yeah”, the glaive continued to gaze at her friend’s beauty while adjusting the roses in her hair. “Neither am I, but y’know what?”

“…what?”

“We wouldn’t have it any other way”. Six sweetly grinned receiving a light eye roll from her friend.

“Oh, barf”, Evita scoffed, her cheeks slightly flushed much to the glaive’s amusement.

Their banter interrupted by a sudden gasp behind them.

They both turned to view a flailing Muerlin, whose cheeks were puffed as she tried to muffle her excitement.

“OhmyGods”, she choked out as she shuffled toward her best friends.

“Oh, hell”, the assassin groaned as the glaive giggled.

“You look like a princess!”, the silver haired vixen squeaked, biting her lip in a failed attempt to contain her excitement.

“Say that again and you’re pulp”, Evita lightly glared at the young queen from the mirror.

“Oh, come on Ev”, Six chuckled. “It’s not like she’s wrong. You do look beautiful”.

“Exactly”, Muerlin continued. “Even better than beautiful. You make Shiva look homely”.

The young assassin giggled at her friend’s compliment. “I don’t know about that”.

“Au contraire, I know someone who’d agree”, the silver haired girl grinned at her blushing friend’s reflection.

“Mhm. I bet he’s eager to get a nice piece of you tonight too”. Six fueling the heat rising in Evita’s cheeks.

“Better believe it”, the young queen continued. “He’ll get a taste of that booty like ‘I’ve come up with a new recipehhhhhh’”, Muerlin joked imitating Ignis forcing a snort from Six as she just about died laughing.

“You two are the worst”, the assassin joined in the giggles.

“And that’s what makes up awesome”, the young queen replied with a wink.

After a brief moment, Six noticed her friend’s golden gaze lock on her reflection.

“I never thought this would be my life…”, the fearful assassin began. “I….I was always taught to never count on anyone…for anything…and…now…”.

“Now, you can finally be free of all that”. Her golden gaze shifted to the glaive on her left, gracing her with a light smile.

“But…I feel like I don’t really deserve it…”.

“Bollocks”. Her gaze shifting to the spunky queen to her right, a confident grin stretched across her face.

“You really think you don’t deserve to be just as happy as the rest of us? If not more?”

“What makes me so special?”, the woman softly asked.

“For starters…look at you”, Muerlin replied.

“Glowing like a solar fire”, Six chimed in.

And she was glowing. As radiant as the fire in her heart.

“You absolutely are something special, Vee”. The cheery wizard added. “You’re rattling the stars”, the glaive finished.

At that moment, Evita’s reflection became clear. She was beautiful. She did deserve to be happy. The Gods had graced her with this day for a reason and she was going to make the absolute most of it.

“There you are!”, a lightly panting Sibyl exclaimed as she entered the room. “Been looking for you all forever. You’re on in 5. Evie, we need you in position”.

A low groan escaped the fearful assassin’s throat as she rose from her seat. “Guess this is it…”.

“You got this, love”, Six shouted in encouragement.

“Don’t die!!”, Muerlin joked.

“If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass”, the blushing beauty smirked at her young wizard friend.

“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t”, Muerlin replied with a chuckle as she watched her friend exit the room.

As the sun peaked over the oceans of Altissia, all was silent, but the pounding of Evita’s heart.

It felt as if you could hear it for miles, despite the fact no one else did.

She felt warm and like she was drenched in sweat, yet frozen in terror every step she took toward the edge.

Mere seconds felt like an eternity.

A single step felt like a voyage.

Her mind traveling warp speed.

What am I doing here? How did this even happen?

Behind the haze, she could clearly make out Prompto’s chocobo hair as well as Muerlin’s silver locks on the opposite side of him.

She internally chuckled at the clear height difference between Muerlin and Six, whom was standing beside her.

As well as Prompto aside Gladio.

For some reason, Noct’s clear baby face amused her despite the fact that, given the circumstance, it was warranted for him to be shaven clean.

Still the juxtaposition between the scruffy Lucian King and the ever so graceful Lunafreya was enough to bring a smile to her face even if it was out of potential laughter.

All this was through her periphery though for her eyes were fixated on one soul in particular standing in the center.

He could definitely hear her heartbeat. That smile made it apparent.

His emerald gaze both soothing her and driving her to internal hysteria as she awaited him to remove the haze, revealing her face.

To ask her if she trusts him to forever hold her in her darkest hours.

To cherish the fire burning deep in her core and to never let it extinguish.

To brand a smile on her face like no other ever would.

To grant her the happiness she so rightfully deserves.

“…I do”.

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[insomniasix]

Friday Part II

A failed attempt in humor xD (My baby @mzargentum I feel like it turned out a little more of a Gladix than a Promlin, I still hope you like it. Also, I challenge you, in order for us to get our muses in an actual line, continue! Any way you want! It’s yours to do as you please!)

Warnings: None | Words: 1376 | Characters: Muerlin, Six, Gladiolus, Prompto (And Friday!) , mention of a very sleepy prince and a stubborn Glaive.

Proving Gladio right, the couple found themselves in Willownoire in exactly one hour after they left home.

Once out of the car, Gladio came face first with Friday’s snout as she sniffed him, head to toes, huffing her welcome before Six moved in to calm her.

“Friday?” the Glaive said the Queen Behemoth’s name and she immediately turned to face her, standing tall and waiting for her orders “Where is she?”

As if by instinct, the Behemoth turned on her heel and led them to the Stormsender’s castle.

At the sound of Friday’s heavy steps connecting to the ground, Prompto almost warped outside, weapon ready and aiming at whatever made her act this way.

“Whoa,” Gladio raised his hands a little, moving to stand between the barrel of Prompto’s gun and his wife “it’s just us!” he warned in a calming voice before Prompto run into them, hot tears running down his blushed cheeks.

“Easy, sunshine. We’re here now.” Six used her ‘mom’ voice on him and he instantly calmed himself; his shoulders becoming more relaxed as he took a step back to look at her.

“Thank you, guys!” he smiled awkwardly at his sudden burst of emotions.

Prompto always hated being a burden to his friends; but here they were, in the middle of the night, running to his rescue. None of them wasting a single minute to think twice about it.

“Don’t mention it.” Gladio put his arm around the blond’s shoulders, bringing him down with his weight “Now, where’s your little rascal of a wife?”

“She’s in the Oasis.”

“The what now?” Gladio rubbed the back of his head, not understanding how the word seemed normal to the both of them.

“Oh, right,” Prompto huffed a smile at his friend’s reaction “You’ve never been inside the Castle of Willownoire, have you?”

“Well, get ready for the beauty of a life time, husband.” Six laughed as she pet Friday’s leg.

“Husband?” Gladio blushed at her word of choice. She’d never call him that before today “Must be a hell of a thing to have you that hyped.”

“It’s better if we show you.” The young gunslinger smiled, leading the way to Muerlin’s special place.

From the outside, it looked like they were getting ready to enter one of the Castle’s biggest rooms. It was safe to say they were wrong.

Once Prompto opened the double doors, the couple came across the most beautiful scenery they’d seen in a while.

Gladio gasped as Six’s mind run back to the first time she’d seen it, long ago.

The sylleblossom fields of Tenebrae!

This was Muerlin’s safest place. This was her home!

Looking around the field, it really felt as if she was back.

An enormous field of blue blossoms. The light wind, hugging their bodies, and the sweet smell of the flowers, creating the same old feeling of nostalgia the memory of the old and unruined Tenebrae had left in her mind.

A single thing was different from the memory, though.

In the middle of the soft, blue field –just a few feet away from them –was a bright white cloud.

On it, laid the petite figure of the Stormsender’s daughter and Willownoire’s Queen.

Muerlin.

The young queen’s body was filled with scars, cuts and bruises, just as Prompto said on the phone.

It made Six’s heart skip a beat; thinking back at the first time she saw her son Nyx like that. She knew though: Muerlin wasn’t Nyx! His Kingsglaive abilities helped him heal faster.

What had happened?

Muerlin was the daughter of an Astral, she was supposed to be protected by the Gods.

The three moved closer to the cloud and Prompto caught his breath. Muerlin looked a lot better than earlier, but she was still in a bad shape.

Six took a few small steps closer to her unmoving body, careful not to touch even a hair of her head before making absolutely sure of what the situation at hand was. Once she was standing but a breath away, she gently placed two of her fingers on the girl’s wrist.

“Her pulse is steady.” She stated calmly, as much for Prompto’s relief as her own “Bringing her here was a right move, kid.”

“Yeah, good job!” Gladio agreed, both smiling brightly as Prompto seemed to relax.

“Now, to wake her up!” Six’s smile turned into a smirk as she rolled the sleeves of Gladio’s shirt up, cracking her fingers, ready to use every single technique she learned while raising Prince Sleepyhead.

“You can try kissing her awake.” The Shield side-eyed the younger man, teasing him.

Prompto laughed awkwardly at his comment “That’s… for when I told Six to kiss you when you were turned into a frog, isn’t it?” he stated, mostly to himself.

“Nope, he actually thought that was cute, back then.” Six huffed a laugh as she examined the cloud underneath Muerlin’s body “This feels like a cloud,”

“It is.” Prompto raised his eyebrows, answering matter-of-factly.

“I get it,” the Glaive glared back at him for thinking everything that was normal to him, would also be normal for them, living outside Willownoire “but it can’t be. We’re inside the freaking castle.”

“This whole room is… a safe haven for Muerlin. She’s created everything.” Prompto caught up with her chain of thought.

“So we can move it.” Gladio joined as well, liking where this was leading.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Six smirked at him.

“Oh, I’d miss this!” Gladio smiled devilishly, making his way to stand next to her.

“What are you guys doing?” fear took its place in Prompto’s heart as Six and Gladio took their places. Each grabbing the cloud at the spot where it connected to the sylleblossom field.

“Remember how we woke up Noct on his nineteenth birthday?” Gladio laughed, nodding at Six he was ready.

“You two rolled –oh crap!”

By the time Prompto had managed to spit his final words, the cloud was already flipping from one side to the other, taking Muerlin’s body with it. His fearful shriek and Gladio’s proud chuckle covering Muerlin’s painful moans as she was now fully awake.

“Muerlin!!” Prompto run to her side “Babe, look at me, are you alright?” he checked her, making sure she wasn’t any more hurt that she was before.

“She was sleeping, Prom.” Six laughed as she hi-fived Gladio.

“You should have known better, bro.” Gladio laughed.

“You were?” sea-blue eyes full of hurt looking at Muerlin.

“What is going on?” the young silver haired queen rubbed her head, looking around in everything and everyone, trying to understand what was happening.

“What happened, Muerlin?” Prompto raised his voice, his worry taking the better of him as he still didn’t have a clear answer at what was going on with her.

“Why are you yelling at me?” she almost cried out, voice breaking at how mad he seemed to be at her.

“What are those?” he pointed at her bruised arms.

“I had a training session with Friday.” Her heart was racing, she couldn’t understand why he was so frustrated.

“Prom...” Six tried to calm him; both of them, understanding where each of them stood at this misunderstanding.

“What you did was stupid and dangerous and it scared the hell out of me!” Prompto wrapped his arms around his precious wife, holding her tight while he stroke her hair; keeping her as close as possible –close enough for her to feel his heart beat like crazy against her skin.

Glancing down at Six, Gladio could understand his friends overreaction. If he were in his shoes, he would have gone insane.

He did.

“What?” the Glaive smiled up at him warmly, picking his mind and trying to guess what he was thinking.

Gladio moved closer and wrapped an arm around his beloved, kissing her forehead “We drove all the way out here for a wakeup call.” He whispered in her hair.

“You got to see something beautiful.”

“My love, I don’t need to travel all the way to Willownoire to see something beautiful.” He stared into her eyes while her loving smile warmed his heart.

“Excuse me?!” Muerlin punched his sides, making him take a step away from Six “It’s my turn to hug her!”

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[insomniasix]

Friday.

A/N: Spoilers! This is part 1! xD (Hope this makes you feel better love @mzargentum )

Words: 647 | Warnings: bit angsty | Characters: Gladio x Six, Prompto x Muerlin

Friday…

The name of a great Behemoth Queen –the incarnation of Ramuh’s power; and the day Prompto Argentum thought his life was over.

It was 3 a.m. when Six’s phone light up.

The King’s Glaive was living in a new apartment on the outskirts of Galahd, back to where she used to call home.

After the light had been restored on Eos, the King had given his trusty friends some time off to get their businesses in order before going back to the Citadel.

Everyone spread around, helping rebuild any way they could.

Ignis had gone back to Altissia, along with Sibyl. The two of them helped rebuild what was lost when Leviathan got unleashed on the city –hoping he’d get the rest of his old self back by helping the city’s residents.

Prompto had gone to Willonoire with Muerlin, getting himself ready to be King and rule beside her.

The King’s Sword and Shield had found themselves in the ruins of Galahd. Helping the remaining citizens rebuild what was once lost.

“For Nyx.” She kept telling herself “For everything we’d ever lost.”

Didn’t take long for Eos to start looking like it used to ten years back.

So much had changed, yet everything was starting to feel the same.

That’s why Prompto’s call caught Six by surprise.

She reached for the counter next to the bed; the vibration of the otherwise silent phone guiding her.

She blinked the sleep off her eyes as best she could before squinting at the bright light.

“Prom?” she cleared her throat, looking back at Gladio, making sure his tattooed back was still facing her.

“Six?” Prompto was fast to answer, his anxiety fully waking her up as the Glaive sat up straight, her voice much clearer and a little louder.

“What’s going on? Are you alright?”

“It’s Muerlin, I can’t wake her up, Six!” he was panting; was he crying?

“Wait, Promie, calm down, yeah?” Six tried as she softly pushed Gladio’s shoulder, waking him up.

Gladio turned to face her and snuggled closer to the warmth of her body. When she didn’t caress his hair, like she always did, he realized something was up and sat up to her level.

“Prompto? You still there?” Six asked the man on the other line, looking into Gladio’s eyes, sharing his worry.

“Yeah,” a small sniff was heard through the phone “What do I do, Six? She’s not waking up!”

“I need you to tell me what happened, kiddo.”

At her choice of words, Gladio was sure something was wrong in Willownoire. He threw the blankets off his lower body and wore one of his oversized hoodies and shoes, signaling Six he had already grabbed the keys to the car.

The sound of the keys ringing in her ears was enough to bring Six back to real time. She got up, put on a pair of jeans and her boots before borrowing one of Gladio’s extra big shirts as Prompto explained.

“I came home and found her bruised and worn out.” The future King stuttered at repeating the image in his mind “I asked her, Six, I said ‘Who did this to you? Who hurt you?’ I demanded to know, but she just smiled and fell right into my arms. I’ve tried everything! She won’t wake up!”

“Alright Prom. Listen to me, sunshine.” Six reasoned, getting in the car on the driver’s seat and starting the engine “Gladdy and I are on our way, yeah? I need you to stay calm ‘till we’re there.”

“But…” Prompto stuttered “that’s a couple of hours.”

“Hey, she’s driving, so don’t worry.” Gladio joked when she gave him the phone so she could start driving “We’ll be there in an hour. Don’t lose your head!” he ordered.

Prompto agreed and stayed as he was, caressing his queen’s silver hair and waiting for his friends to arrive.

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I just saw you put up the prompt list!! I'm so excited!!! 🎉🎉 Can I ask "Quit it or I'll bite"? With anyone you want!!! 😊❤

So my babeh love @insomniasix requested my favorite prompt and I got hella excited about it so here’s my attempt at adorable humor. xD Enjoy.

I Can Fix It (SFW)

Warnings: None | Word Count: 1,062 | OC’s: Arcana (Six Ulric & Muerlinian Zeyphr | Relationships: Promlin (Prompto x Muerlin)

“Oh, man…oh, man. Oh, man!”

Prompto ran his sweaty hands through his hair as he anxiouslysifted through a giant black spell book in the living room of the apartment heshared with his girlfriend.

His fingers trembling with fear as he thoroughly scannedeach page in desperate search for a solution to the disaster in his midst, butas much as hated to admit it, out of all the screw ups and backward shenaniganshe’s gotten himself into…

This one was a real doozy.

Especially since he can’t even remember how many timesMuerlin warned him NOT to touch her alchemy table.

Only thing he did know was that if it wasn’t a million, itwas damn close enough.

And now the result of his irresponsible mishap was perchedon the sofa clear as day. It’s vicious glare chilling the man’s fragile bones…andthere would be absolutely no way to hide it from his silver haired minx.

He shouldn’t have been surprised this went so awry. Muerlinalways told him that spellcasting required a lot of patience, skill and focus.

And he didn’t have any of it for the mystic arts.

“Okay…keep it together, Prompto”. The poor boy pantedattempting to calm himself.

He couldn’t just sit here twiddling his thumbs in fear. Hehad to be a man about it and a man fixes things.

Besides…the guys would never let him live it down.

“AH-HA!” the freckled blonde exclaimed once he finally foundthe spell he needed for a potion. Counting every ingredient he remembered inMuerlin’s storage as he went through the list. His confidence in the situationwas finally beginning to take a turn for the better until…

“Amethyst Stone?”

Prompto shrieked in offense at this random ingredient. Outof everything that he could be missing, it couldn’t be the sea salt or anythingelse that he could easily pick up at the convenient store down the street.

“Son of a bitch! How in the hell am I supposed to-“. Alightbulb suddenly popped on over his head as he happened to remember a certaincharismatic jeweler who happened to be in town for a few days.

Knowing Dino, he’d be more than happy to help…for a favor,of course. But that didn’t matter. Prompto was desperate.

“Pleeeeeease don’t let me regret this”, the mentallyexhausted chocobo sighed as he stuffed his keys into his pocket, darting out ofthe apartment.

Unfortunately for him, fate was not on his side.

Prompto had only been gone for a half an hour when…

“Pom-kiiiin!” Muerlin sang as she finally returned home.“You here?” she asked realizing her beloved wasn’t home.

Hmm…probably fartin’ around with Noct she thought to herselfwith a light chuckle.

As she placed her stuff on the floor by the sofa, she haltedafter she noticed a silver glimmer in her periphery.

“What the…”, Muerlin thought out loud before a sharp gaspnearly choked the life out of her upon discovering  their new household guest.

“O.M.G. He didn’t…” she screeched, flailing like a schoolgirl. The giant shimmery silver eyes piercing into her soul, the soft speckledfur coat, the itty bitty toe beans and perfect boop-able wet nose.

“He got me another couerl!!!”

Muerlin shouted with glee as she scooped up the lightningpup into a mushy hug, smothering it was kisses.

“Aren’t you just a little cutie-patooty-wootsy babyyyy”, theenthusiastic wizard cooed at the little floof.

“I can’t wait to show Six!” she giggled. “Ooo!!! I know! Wecan send her a video so you can say hiiiii”.

Fishing her cellular from her pocket, Muerlin squished thetiny critter’s cheek against hers and started recording.

“Six, look what Prommie got me! Now Scoobs has a littlefriend!” she grinned at the camera. Her excitement of her new pet through theroof. “You wanna say hi to your auntie, Six?” Muerlin cooed at the baby floof.“Say mew mew? Lemme hear that cute little voice”.

“Quit it, or I’ll bite”.

Muerlin’s eyes became saucers at the sudden growl that slitheredinto her ear. Did this couerl actually…talk? Not only that, but the voicestrangely sounded kind of….familiar?

Kind of sounded like…

“…Six?”

Muerlin stared in utter shock at the glaring kitten in hercamera.

“You can put me down now”, the irritated glaive respondedbefore the wizard silently sat her back down onto the couch.

It wasn’t every day that the Queen of Willownoire wasrendered speechless, but there was a first time for everything. After a momentof pondering how on Earth this could’ve occurred, Muerlin sighed upon herrealization.

“Prom messed with my alchemy table…”.

“Ya don’t say”, Six retorted in a pout. She was so pissedand had every right to be, but the longer Muerlin stared, the more and moredifficult it was to contain her laughter.

“What in the hell is so funny?!” Six growled at her bestfriend who was tearing up stifling her giggles.

“It’s just…you look so cute”, Muerlin continued to giggle atthe infuriated glaive.

“SHUT UP!” the floof hissed as she swatted Muerlin’s legswith her baby paws, which didn’t at all help the situation. “This is serious!!I HAVE 6 NIPPLES!!”

“Aww, come on, lighten up. It’s only like 4, see?” Muerlinreplied as she gently took hold of the glaive kitty’s front paws, standing heron her hind legs.

“Ugh, wait until I get my hands on that chocobo ass”, Sixgrowled, completely fed up with the wizard’s obvious entertainment, just beforethe front door suddenly swung open.

“Speak of the devil”, Muerlin giggled before turning to seeher Prompto, panting and covered in dirt and small cuts.

“What the hell happened to you?!” Muerlin shouted uponviewing her disheveled chocobo.

“We…were…out of…amethyst”, he vaguely explained, panting inbetween his words. “I can…fix…it”. The girls glanced at each other wide eyed.Their hearts melting at the obvious effort he put into retrieving the amethyst.

How could they possibly be mad?

“Dooon’t worry, Six…I’ll have you fixed…in a jiffy”, hecontinued on as he stumbled toward the alchemy table.

“Um…sweetie?” Muerlin interjected abruptly, stopping him.

“Yeah?”

“Just let me do it”, she suggested with a sympathetic,loving smile.

“Ya sure?” the sweet man asked, sincerity in his eyes.

“Yeah”, she replied with a light giggle. “I think you’ve hadabout enough magic for one day”.

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[insomniasix]

Under The Moonlight

A/N: I know you’re having a bad day @mzargentum , me and Prom are here <3  Hope you like this! (Don’t know how I wrote this while watching From Paris With Love xD )

Warnings: None | Words: 237 | Characters: Prompto Argentum x Muerlin Zephyr (Promlin) 

“Argh! I can’t believe her!” Muerlin roared again as Prompto dodged one of her lightnings.

The bolt of energy burning just the tip of his chocobo-butt hair.

“She has no right! Leviathan has no right to make fun of you like she did…” the silver haired queen kept roaring and sending bolts of lightning everywhere around Willownoire “And that old fossil of a father I have just stood there, giving her the ‘Glare’!”

She was frustrated! And Prompto was starting to get scared. Not for him –he’d seen Muerlin at her worse; when the world around her didn’t matter. When she was free to be as destructive as she pleased.

“How dare those Astrals make you feel like that?”

“Muermaid…” Prompto whispered her name, moving his hands to gently grab hers. The power emerging from within her stopping at his touch on her skin; her eyes following his loving gaze “Stop yelling and listen for a second. Their opinion doesn’t matter!”

“But Prom-kin…” Muerlin pouted, feeling the weight of people’s words on Prompto.

After everything he’s been through his whole life, he deserved the best! And tonight wasn’t that.

“I love you, Muerlin. Not them!” Prompto smiler sweetly and Muerlin’s eyes sparkled, all her love for the man reflecting the dim light of the moon, shining down upon them from the night sky.

“So what do you say, my Queen? Wanna dance with me under the moonlight?”

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Scoobs

Baby girl @mzargentum requested  “As the wise Scooby Doo said; ‘Ruh-Roh’.” with her perfection of her OC Muerlin Zephyr, my special little Elf-ling <3  I love you baby Muerlin!  

A/N: Haven’s seen much of OC stories lately..Pretty sad about it. Where are your babies guys? Wanna see more about your lovely Characters! So, anyway, this is an OC story. Like... duh. xD 

Warnings: None | Words: 904 | Pairings: Promlin (Prompto x Muerlin), Gladix (Gladio x Six)

“So? What’d you get Muerlin?”

The glaive asked the blond, awaiting his response while looking at a hoodie her friend Muerlin had been drooling over for two whole months.

Pretty boy Prompto didn’t answer, his nervousness sending his attention all over the place.

“Prom?” Six asked, letting her hand stand on his spine “Are you alright, buddy?”

“What?” Prompto turned around to look at her, his sea blue eyes boring into her silver ones, feeling stupid at the worry that radiated from her.

“What’s wrong sunshine?” she lowered her voice.

“It’s Muerlin.” He let out a breath, running a gloved hand through his chocobo hair.

“Trouble in paradise?” Gladio joined in, standing next Six and placing a warm, loving kiss on her forehead before he smiled at her “Hi!”

“No!” Prompto whined, checking the screen of his phone again “I’ve called her like… five times. She won’t pick up!”

“That’s weird.” The glaive thought out loud.

“Why?” Gladio wondered, thinking to all the things Muerlin could be doing. She was a Queen after all. One that had decided to live with her clumsy boyfriend, yes, but still a Queen “She’s probably watching cartoons.”

“That’s the problem!” Prompto yelled a little louder that he should have, throwing his arms in the air in defeat and desperation.

“Alright, that’s it!” Six proclaimed, grabbing his arms and moving him back to the bench behind them “Sit down and tell me what you have done this time.”

The stares of both the Glaive and the Shield of the King sent a chill down the gunslinger’s spine as he gulped, thinking of the right words to say.

“I got her a present.” He started and Gladio let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in. He was expecting something far worse than this excuse… until…

“The alive kind.” The words fell off his lips as a whisper and the Glaive run her hand down her face.

“By Shiva’s sparkly ass, what kind of an alive present?” she kept her eyes shut, awaiting for his answer.

“A kitty?” Prompto raised his eyebrows as he pouted the answer.

“You do realize she has a Behemoth for a pet, right?” Gladio huffed a laugh, obviously enjoying the scene in front of him a little too much.

“This is an actual kitty, dude. Small, cuddly and everything! Little fella even has spots!”

“Alright, so what’s the problem?” Six asked, convinced of the boy’s partial innocence.

“It was supposed to be a surprise, Six. For her birthday tomorrow!”

“You’re really upset over this aren’t ya?” Gladio run a hand through his hair as he looked at his girlfriend for an answer.

“Alright, fine.” Six sighed as she gave up her fight against his pouty charms “Let’s go save your chocobo butt.”

“Alright!” Prompto’s face lit up as he jumped in joy at her words “Momma Six to the rescue!”

…

The apartment Muerlin and Prompto shared wasn’t far away from the stores, so it only took them about fifteen minutes to reach it.

Fifteen minutes of Prompto trying to get a hold of his girlfriend.

No luck!

“Maybe Scooby Doo’s on.” Gladio tried to lighten the mood of his friend when he started walking faster; getting closer to the apartment block.

The couple didn’t see Prompto disappearing behind the entrance of the building, leaving them behind and running up the stairs.

Six warped after him, catching the door from closing and pushing herself inside the apartment.

Prompto was frozen, and once her eyes met with the scene in front of her, she was too.

Muerlin. The little silver-haired vixen, curled up in a warm blanket, making silly faces as she played around with her new pet and… lightning?

Her lagoon eyes fell upon the two most important people in her life and the lightnings disappeared as she jumped up and into Prompto’s arms.

“Hello ma bebeh!” she said in a childish voice as she planted small kisses all over his face with mighty enthusiasm.

“Momma Six! Promkin got me a baby coeurl!!”

Six smiled awkwardly at her sparkly eyes; she was so damn happy about it.

“I can see that.” The glaive side-eyed the blushing blond.

“Mind holding the door next ti- oh.” Gladio stopped mid-sentence, witnessing the little sparkles of light coming out of the “kitty”.

“Isn’t it awesome Gladdy?” Muerlin sat down next to the pup-coeurl again, showing it her own lightning tricks as the cub turned its head in interest.

Gladio didn’t say anything. He moved closer to where Six was still glaring daggers into Prompto and placed his hand on the kid’s shoulder “Prom? What in Ifrit’s flaming ass is this?” he asked, not a single emotion put behind his words.

As if by fate, Muerlin’s TV was on, and Gladio had been right. Scooby Doo was on, speaking words of wisdom, or so it seemed to Prompto.

“As the wise Scooby Doo said; ‘Ruh-Roh’.” Prompto mimicked the famous dog’s accent and Six lost all of herself into a heartfelt laugh.

“Sorry.” Prompto smiled awkwardly, looking at his exotic girlfriend and her new found pet.

“Hey, Scoob’s not going anywhere. He’s part of the family now.” Gladio patted him on the back, turning to look at Six, staring at Muerlin’s direction as a soft smile crept up on her lips.

“This is one weird family.” The glaive smiled, moving to sit down alongside them as the boys followed.

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