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ffxv_kinkmeme Welcome to Round Two of the FFXV Kink Meme!
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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.
CLOSED for prompts | OPEN for fills
Please have a look at the extended rules here.
The important rules in short:
- Post anonymously.
- Negative comments on other people's prompts (kink-shaming, pairing-bashing etc.) and personal attacks of any kind will not be tolerated.
- Don't be an asshole.
- One prompt per comment. Warnings for common triggers and squicks are encouraged, but not required.
- Prompts should follow the format: Character/character, prompt.
- Keep prompts to a reasonable length; prompts should not be detailed story outlines.
- Fills should have the word "Fill:" at the start of the subject line.
- Otherwise please avoid changing the subject line.
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.
Fill 1/1: OT4, Together in Pitioss
Date: 2017-03-11 10:25 am (UTC)“What is this place?” Prompto half-whispers, looking around. Although he knows the answer already, kind of. It’s weird. That’s the answer. This place is weird.
“Don’t look easy to get around,” Gladio mutters.
“Oh, really?” Prompto asks. “What gave it away? Was it the spiky block things trying to fall on our heads as we came in here, by any chance?”
But Gladio has a point. Getting around this place looks like it’s going to require a lot of skilled, precise jumping, with a definitely-going-to-kill-you where-the-hell-is-the-floor fall awaiting anyone who screws up. Prompto is feeling enthusiastic about exactly none of this.
“Maybe Noct should be the one to look around,” Prompto suggests. “He’s the jumpingest of us.”
“The jumpingest,” Noct echoes, flatly.
“It looks a long way to fall,” Ignis says, crouching at the edge of the little staircase they’re on. “I wouldn’t advise the risk.”
“Yeah, I was kidding,” Prompto says. “I pretty much think we should all just get out of here right now.”
“Keen to face the spikes again?” Ignis asks, with a small smile.
Prompto winces. “Well, we’re gonna have to sooner or later. Might as well be sooner.”
“I don’t disagree,” Ignis says. “Noct?”
Noct shifts on his feet. “Maybe there’s something here. We picked up some pretty useful stuff just on the way in.”
“So we don’t have to think of this as a wasted trip,” Ignis points out.
“Nearly died getting the Regalia here,” Gladio says. “Seems like we should be coming back with more than a few bits of jewellery.”
Ignis sighs. “Have any of you ever heard of the sunk cost fallacy?”
“I’ve heard of the sunk Noct fallacy,” Prompto says. “I’m pretty sure it’s what happens when a prince tries to jump over a load of bottomless pits.”
Gladio snorts. “They won’t be bottomless. You just can’t see the bottom.”
“Awesome. That makes me feel so much better about this whole thing. Can we just go, Noct, please?”
Noct pauses, drumming his fingers on his arm.
“I’m gonna take a look,” he says.
“Highness,” Ignis says, quietly.
“Don’t follow me. I don’t want you to fall.”
Gladio folds his arms. “And how do you expect us to protect you if we’re not there?”
“I’m not seeing any monsters around,” Noct says. “You think you can protect me from bottomless pits?”
“Prompto and I are trying our best,” Ignis says, “but if you will insist on making poor decisions.”
“I won’t be long,” Noct says. “I’ll come back if it gets too dangerous. I just don’t want to leave without looking around at all.”
Their vantage point gives them a pretty good view of Noct, most of the time. He disappears into tunnels occasionally, and that’s terrifying – what if he just never comes out? – but mostly he’s out in this big open space, hopping from platform to platform above them. Prompto tries not to look down, at the void that awaits him if he misses a jump. Who built this place?
Prompto has to admit that Noct is pretty good at this. Although Prompto’s the kind of guy who can fall over when he’s sitting down, so maybe he’s not the best judge of anyone else’s grace. Maybe he doesn’t need to worry so much.
And then Noct falls. He tries to make a jump to a narrow stone beam, and his foot slips, and he falls.
Gladio jerks forward like he thinks he can catch him, somehow. There are two screams of Noct! and one of Highness! and Noct doesn’t scream at all, just draws in one short, echoing gasp as he plummets like a stone.
There’s one frozen moment where all Prompto can hear is his own heartbeat in his ears, all he can think is no. It’s more a feeling than a thought, filling his entire body. No. This can’t be happening.
Noct is gone. And Ignis and Gladio, they’re his friends, but they’re only friends with him because of Noct, right? He’s lost all three of them, he’s lost everyone.
And Noct – suddenly appears out of the still air in front of him, lands safely on solid stone, gasping and cursing.
“Noct!” Prompto throws his arms around him, remembering too late that this isn’t really something they do. But screw it. Noct just died in front of him. It can be something they do for now.
“Prompto,” Gladio says, sharply, and a moment later Prompto finds himself being dragged away from his miraculously-not-dead friend.
He struggles. “Let me go!”
Gladio hands him to Ignis like he’s a wriggly can of Ebony, never taking his eyes off Noctis. He summons his stupidly oversized sword. “How the hell are you here?”
Noct looks blankly at him. Looks around. Takes a small step and his legs nearly give way, and Ignis lets go of Prompto and moves sharply to steady him.
“Iggy, stay back,” Gladio says. “We don’t know what it is.”
“I fell,” Noct says, disbelief in his voice.
“Yeah, we kind of noticed,” Gladio says. “You went down that pit. And now you’re here. You going to explain that?”
“I would if I could,” Noct says. “Is this real?”
“Are you real?” Gladio asks. He’s still holding his sword.
Okay. Prompto just watched his best friend plunge into an abyss, and he cannot now stand here and watch the same friend get decapitated by his other friend. Whether this is the real Noct or a daemon taking his shape, Prompto is not emotionally prepared for any of this.
“Gladio,” Ignis says, “I don’t understand this either, but you wouldn’t be able to summon your weapon if the prince had died.”
Prompto instantly reaches for his gun, just in case Gladio summoned his sword while the real Noct was still falling. It materialises in his hand, like always. He lets out a gasp of relief. Noct is still alive. He doesn’t know how, but—
He suddenly becomes aware that the other three are looking warily at him, waiting to see what he’s going to do with the gun in his hand.
“Just checking,” he mutters as he dismisses it, suddenly embarrassed.
There’s a moment’s silence.
Gladio dismisses his sword as well. “Okay. Don’t know how this has happened, but I guess I’ll take it.”
“Does this mean I can hug him now?” Prompto asks.
A small smile breaks onto Noct’s face at that. “You’re asking Gladio for permission? Not me?”
“Oh,” Prompto says. “Uh.” He thinks he might be blushing, but he figures it’s better to be embarrassed than to be on his knees at the edge of the pit, screaming for Noct. There’s a part of him that’s still trapped in that moment of seeing him fall, still can’t accept that Noct is here in front of him. “Is it okay if I hug you?”
“I guess,” Noct says, putting on his ‘reluctant generosity’ act.
When Prompto actually goes in for the hug, though, Noct holds him hard, like he thinks he might find himself falling again if he lets go. Prompto thinks he can feel him shaking.
They don’t talk about it again.
Re: Fill 1/1: OT4, Together in Pitioss
Date: 2017-03-11 02:03 pm (UTC)Re: Fill 1/1: OT4, Together in Pitioss
Date: 2017-03-12 02:28 am (UTC)Re: Fill 1/1: OT4, Together in Pitioss
Date: 2017-03-15 09:31 pm (UTC)