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ffxv_kinkmeme Welcome to Round Two of the FFXV Kink Meme!
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ROUND TWO IS NOW CLOSED FOR PROMPTS!
Go ahead and keep on filling away, we will open up round three for prompts at 0000 EST, Saturday April 22, 2017.
CLOSED for prompts | OPEN for fills
Please have a look at the extended rules here.
The important rules in short:
- Post anonymously.
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- One prompt per comment. Warnings for common triggers and squicks are encouraged, but not required.
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Please direct any questions or report any problems to the Ask a mod post.
Prompt, write, draw, comment, and most importantly have fun!
(You can also check out our Pinboard for Filled or Unfilled prompts)
UPDATE 3/2/2017: Per the Rules thread: Do not hijack prompts. If someone posts a prompt for one pairing, don't comment to say "I want to see this for [other kink]" - post your own prompt for the other kink). To that end, if you are unclear on a prompter's kinks/DNWs, please feel free to ask about them. If you ask about kinks/DNWs or to clarify a prompt, you are in no way obligated to fill it.
Additionally: Do not repost prompts from the previous round in their entirety. By this we mean copying and pasting prompts without any changes. If you see a similar prompt to a prior prompt, that is not a repost. Obviously prompts that are reposted per the above rule do not count either. (After all, they will be similar but not the same.)
ROUND TWO IS NOW CLOSED FOR PROMPTS!
Go ahead and keep on filling away, we will open up round three for prompts at 0000 EST, Saturday April 22, 2017.
Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-03-05 07:12 pm (UTC)Noctis bristled at that, but looking between his advisor and his shield, standing before him on the battlefield as they had all his life really, ready to take on anything to ensure he could one day stand before his people and be the kind of king his father was, a worthy king of Lucis, he figured he probably did owe them at least this much.
“Fine,” he grumbled, summoning his gun to make quick work of one of the snipers targeting Gladiolus. He raised his voice a bit and began, “Dearly beloved—although I’m not sure that’s what you guys are to me—”
“Shut up. You love our asses,” said Gladiolus, crushing an MT beneath his shield.
“Love your own asses and keep me out of it,” said Noctis, unloading a few more rounds before switching to ice magic, freezing an entire ship of MTs that had just deployed. “We are gathered here today to, I don’t know—see?”
“Witness, I think!” shouted Prompto.
“Witless, the lot of you,” Ignis said, under his breath.
“Go easy on ‘em, Iggy,” said Gladiolus.
“‘Kay,” Noctis said, switching to his ancestor’s bow and aiming for the giant bird thing making their lives unnecessarily miserable right now. “Witness the, the—,” he let the arrow fly, braced for the kickback, and decided this so wasn’t worth the effort. “Whatever, they’re getting hitched and that’s the point.”
“You’re making this so romantic, Noct,” said Prompto. He only had a moment before he was knocked flat by a missile and Ignis was hurrying to his side to help him recover.
“You could stop sharing your thoughts, Prompto, if you want me to finish before we die,” said Noctis, eyeing up the MA-X Cuirass the missile had come from.
“How likely is that, ya think?” Prompto asked nervously as he and Ignis rejoined the fray.
“I have pretty low hopes we’ll make it through the next hour,” said Gladiolus, ramming his shield into a rifleman.
“And here I’d high hopes of a wedding night,” said Ignis, finishing the stunned MT off with precise knife-work.
Gladiolus stared at him for a beat before shouting, “Change in plans. Noct, we’re getting this thing’s favour and then getting out of here alive.”
“Can you not?” said Noctis, his voice strained. To be fair he was currently single-handedly taking out an armoured vehicle and everyone manning it in a veritable warp storm.
“Uhh, guys, reminder we all share the same tent,” said Prompto, concerned.
“Well,” Gladiolus said, reaching out to cup Ignis’ cheek with his free hand, “I can think of worse things than making love to you under the stars all night.”
“This matrimony business not worthy of at least a bed?” asked Ignis.
“Stop! It’s like listening to your parents, ugh,” said Noctis, regrouping with them again, barely dodging a blow from the village-sized bird god above them. “I don’t know what comes next. Ignis, instructions!”
“The ‘do you’ part, if you please, Noct,” Ignis said, turning to face the prince. Gladiolus reached out, grabbing Ignis by the forearm and pulling in close so that there was hardly any space between them. It wasn’t a traditional stance for vow-taking in Lucis, but it left their right arms free should they need to engage in battle at a moment’s notice, which was pressingly likely.
Gladiolus failed to catch Noctis rolling his eyes.
“Right. Do you, Ignis eat-your-vegetables Scientia, take this,” Noctis said, hamstringing a pair of MTs clunkily wobbling nearby, “ugly—”
“HEY!”
Noctis ignored Gladiolus’ protest and continued both his physical and verbal assault, “—behemoth to be your husband, until death very shortly departs you?”
“Interspecies marriage is not legal in Lucis at this time, Noct,” said Ignis.
“You mean I can’t marry a chocobo?” asked Prompto.
“Not sure you’re different species,” said Noctis, patting him on the shoulder sympathetically before trading off his sword for Prompto’s gun as they launched a joint attack on a magitek assassin. Finishing it off with some effort, Noctis looked over his shoulder and called out, “I’m not saying it again, by the way.”
Ignis looked back to Gladiolus and squeezed his hand against his forearm. “Qualms about exactly who or what I’m marrying aside,” he said, arresting green eyes staring deeply into Gladiolus’ own, “Yes, I do.”
The sure, deep drawl of his voice as he spoke the words lit a wildfire in Gladiolus and in that moment he regretted exactly nothing about all the times he had tried and failed to propose, if it meant they led to this moment. A moment which a raging Astral had to interrupt with another energy beam, but whatever, they dodged and the goddamn Astrals and the Niffs and whoever else wanted a piece of them could do what they liked, he wasn’t ever letting go of Ignis Scientia.
“And do you, Gladiolus Amicitia, asshole who is making me conduct a wedding while fighting a fucking Astral, take this man to, ugh,” Noct said, jumping back a foot as a fireball came flying at him. “—do you take, goddamnit!” he yelled, ducking a rocket launched at him from a newly deployed MA-X unit, “just, do you take this man, yes or no?”
“Hell yeah, I do take this man,” said Gladiolus enthusiastically.
Noctis’ groan could probably be heard from Burbost.
“You walked into that one, buddy,” Prompto shouted as Noctis flew off to destroy the contraption that was giving him so much grief.
Warping back before it exploded on top of him, Noctis tried to deliver the final lines. “Okay, this needs to be over. By the powers of the Lucis Caelum line and the Six—”
“Doesn’t this guy mean there’s, like, seven?” said Prompto, and after a beat, “Is it a she?”
“—and any number of Astrals that may or may not exist, personally hoping for less, not more,” Noctis grumbled, fumbling to find a magic element that would work against the Energiaen. “I declare you entered in—whatever—you may, fuck these goddamn bastards!” he yelled as he messed up the aim of the magic attack trying to dodge a bullet spray.
“I think I’ll pass,” said Ignis.
Noctis grit his teeth and continued, “Ugh, you may—shit!” The Energiaen had renewed its attack and he struggled to parry a massive blow from above.
“Didn’t know we needed royal permission for that,” Gladiolus said.
Ignis threw in his two cents. “Royal permission aside, I’m not certain anything that’s been said is actually binding, or indicative that a marriage has occurred, for that matter.”
“Maybe we should have asked Prompto. Might have gotten to the good part by now,” Gladiolus said, grinning as he nuzzled his nose against Ignis’ gently, ready to just go for it, before Ignis abruptly let go of him and spun away to sink his knives into an MT’s kneecaps. Gladiolus delivered a well-aimed kick and the whole thing collapsed like a hunk of junk.
“Look, you’re married. I said so. Kiss and then help me fight this thing, please,” Noctis begged.
“Binding enough, I should think,” said Ignis with a tilt of his head, unsummoning his daggers as Gladiolus reached out for him.
Neither of them needed further prompting as Gladiolus captured Ignis in his arms and dipped him down into an adrenaline-fuelled, outrageously reckless, deeply passionate, long-awaited, hell of a wedding kiss.
“Prompto, you’re up!” said Noctis, trying to hold down the fort and give them a moment, despite the fact things were literally going up in flames around them.
“Okay!” said Prompto, whipping out his camera.
Gladiolus was almost willing to forget in that moment that this kiss could very well be their last if the four of them couldn’t pull their act together, but luckily the man in his arms was generally unwilling to forget anything ever, and pulled away despite Gladiolus’ efforts to chase his lips with a fond but chastising look upon his face.
“Wonderful as it would be to continue, we had better return to the fray,” said Ignis.
“Seriously?” said Noctis, as he tried to beat the fire out of his jacket.
“I’ll show you the photos later if we make it out of here,” Prompto said, switching the camera out for his pistols.
“So what’s the plan?” Gladiolus asked. He was fresh out, having finally, finally, made good on his previous one.
Ignis scanned the battlefield quickly before issuing instructions. “Prompto and I will create and maintain a distraction here. Noct, you need to get behind the Energiaen and attack from its blindside. Gladio will keep the MTs off you. Get it flustered and then unleash your armiger.”
Prompto shot Ignis a look of despair, while Noctis warped off into the distance.
Gladiolus moved in close, brushing his lips close against Ignis ear to murmur, “Can’t wait to hear what your orders’ll be tonight,” before running after the prince.
“Look who finally decided to lift a finger to help,” Noctis said as he caught up, staring up at the agitated Astral.
“Thought I should probably listen to my husband,” Gladiolus said. “And Noct?
Noctis looked at him with a scowl.
“Thanks.”
“Just don’t make me do it again,” Noctis said, avoiding meeting his eyes.
“Get us through this or we’re doing it over in the afterlife,” Gladiolus said, meaning every word.
Noctis looked up, his eyes flashing purple. “This thing is going down.”
Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-03-05 08:03 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-03-06 11:01 am (UTC)Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-03-05 11:19 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-03-06 11:02 am (UTC)OP Here: Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-03-06 04:45 am (UTC)But thank you so much for filling this, I can't stop smiling!
Re: OP Here: Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-03-06 11:02 am (UTC)Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-03-06 09:33 am (UTC)this was hella romantic and badass
Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-03-06 11:03 am (UTC)Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-03-08 05:10 pm (UTC)a++, would read again. tbh you had my soul from the moment gladio's proposal playlist and his workout playlist had overlapping songs because OH MY GOD, GLADIO.
Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-03-10 04:35 am (UTC)And hey, Gladio would.
Re: FILL: Marry in Haste, Regen at Leisure 2/2
Date: 2017-05-02 10:38 pm (UTC)