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[ Greetings, Prismatica. It's your friendly neighborhood photographer deciding to take a risk and ramble on the network. As one does. ]

sup everybody ✌️
just dropping a sort of interest check i guess since i know sometimes it's not everyone's thing but uh

say i gathered some pics and maybe got someone to write some blurbs to do a lunatia's hottest mag
it could even just be all pics
you know tasteful kinda stuff that people would enjoy and not you know the other thing
not full frontal or whatever
though i guess some people would be into that too... 🤔

ANYWAY
it'd probably just be a monthly thing depending on whoever might wanna do it
for example i could always start with some of my really hot friends or my bf and see where it goes

[ He's absolutely shameless right now. Just ignore him. ]

and you can basically volunteer anyone
it'd be easier if they were willing about it but nothing's off the table
still trying to work out the kinks and all that
but let me know your thoughts

oh yeah
if anyone needs a photog for anything else besides that just hit me up 👍

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[ Prompto sort of loses track of time, standing in the middle of the kitchen and trying to decide if he should get some drinks or snacks and deciding last minute that they definitely need all of that. He's got one of his arms stuffed with a couple bottles of soda and some chips when he hears Noct open the door, calling back as he wanders into the main room without so much as a hesitation. Maybe he should feel awkward about whatever this is, but if he just sets his focus on taking pics and trying to be professional, it's a little easier to handle. So, he gently drops all the stuff on the edge of the couch away from one of his cameras and then glances around. There's a tripod set up behind the sofa and he has a camera strap around his neck sans camera— for now. ]

If I wanted to do that, I'd just ask. It's kinda easier that way. [ It's definitely a Duplicity thing, he wants to add, but instead, he shrugs and sits down in a free spot. ] But I meant what I said before. We can just hang out or whatever you wanna do.

[ It's not like he couldn't get pics of Noct any other time, and if he really wanted some to keep for himself, he'd ask him more directly. Besides, if there's supposed to be more to this visit, Prompto's not really picking up on it right now. Maybe it's a by-product of being in Duplicity; just ignore all the weird stuff that happens and pick up where they'd left off as if it hadn't occurred at all. Or maybe he's just gotten exceedingly good at pretending nothing's wrong. That's the easiest thing to go with, and he leans to look at Noct. ]

Seriously. It's cool.

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[ "I'd just ask," he says, and that sums up right there in three words how far he's come from the guy he was on Eos. Noct's eyebrows lift, but should he really be surprised? He's known forever how much more comfortable Prompto's gotten in his own skin. That's not what this "photoshoot" is about either, and not something he should get hung up on. Instead of sitting down next to Promoto, Noctis stands in front of him, attention shifting from Prompto's body language there on the couch, open and inviting as ever, to the snacks he's set out, and the tripod. Noctis lets his sight linger there, looking for strength. ]

I want to do it.

[ Not just the whole photography thing, but it's as good a metaphor as any. Prompto can't be the only one who's changed for the better. The only other option here is changing for the worse. It can't be like that. Not with them. So Noctis holds his ground. He looks back over at Prompto, expression open. ]

If you're okay with it, that is. Still want to take my picture?