Prompt Post Round Five

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Comments

Gladio/Aranea, a budding relationship

[(Anonymous)]

I love the idea of this pairing, they've got such a strong power couple aesthetic going on. So I'd love to read fic where Aranea's on her way to becoming Gladio's girlfriend during the years of darkness. Maybe they start hunting together? Sex to let off stress starts to become something more?

Explicit smut would be appreciated, but something without is fine if you think it suits the prompt better!

Re: Gladio/Aranea, a budding relationship

[(Anonymous)]

Yes, the world needs more of this pairing.

Noct/Any or All Bros - Noct wants cuddles

[(Anonymous)]

I've had a bad few days nonnies, so I just want some gross cuddle fluff.

Maybe Noctis isnt feeling well and seeks out Ignis for comfort.

Maybe his old injuries flare up and he's at about 11/10 on the pain scale, but Gladio seems to know how to make it better every time.

Maybe Noct has a nightmare/night terror and Prompto is the one who wakes him out of it, then helps him back to sleep.


Or all of the above, I certainly won't complain!

Re: Noct/Any or All Bros - Noct wants cuddles

[(Anonymous)]

this sounds amazing

Gen; Clarus and Regis say goodbye to Cor

[(Anonymous)]

My headcanon is that Clarus and Regis unofficially adopted scrappy little teen Cor as their little brother.

So when they know that the situation with the empire is going south, not only do they make sure to have a reason to get the boys out of the citadel, they also arrange for Cor to be on external patrol, as per the prologue.

Except Cor's not stupid and demands to know what's going on. When they explain, Cor is adamant he's going to stay and die with the only family he's ever had. Regis and Clarus have to convince him that they need him to survive and have to say goodbye to their baby brother, knowing they'll never see him again.

Shred my heart please!

Re: Gen; Clarus and Regis say goodbye to Cor

[(Anonymous)]

+ 100.000.000

On a totally unrelated note I'd be much obliged if you just send a matchbox for me to stow the pieces of my heart in. Thanks in advance.

Ignis/Prompto, playing nursemaid, getting to know each other

[(Anonymous)]

Ignis is recovering from a broken dominant arm or something else that's not life-threatening but a hindrance to daily life. Gladio can't help much because he's picking up the slack on Ignis' duties, Noctis is like the last resort of last resorts (and vaguely offended about it, but he also once hard boiled his egg baby during a high school parenting project while trying to give her a bath) and Ignis would rather break the rest of his limbs than move back to the Scientia household for help. Luckily, there's someone willing and able to play nurse for a while and who couldn't be worse than Noctis!

(spoiler: it's prompto)

Ignis fully expects to revise the 'couldn't be worse than Noctis' assessment but Prompto is a surprisingly conscientious and earnest caregiver who breaks a lot of his other assumptions as they get closer. and then they kiss

Re: Ignis/Prompto, playing nursemaid, getting to know each other

[(Anonymous)]

Yesss, this is so cute!

OT4 or gen, Noctis sick on journey

[(Anonymous)]

When they go into a dungeon pretty far off the beaten path, Noctis has a cough--annoying, but not serious. By the time they're done, it's obviously worse, and they notice he's running a fever. They go to sleep hoping he'll feel better when he wakes up, but instead his fever just rises. His temperature's pretty high by morning, and the cough's starting to take on a wet, thick tone (maybe even waking some of them up from the noise). Noct's weak, achy, and not entirely lucid.

Now everyone else has to make a decision. If they stay in place, they're stuck with camping, which isn't an ideal way to recover for a lot of reasons, but they're pretty safe and unlikely to be discovered where they are. If they move, Noct's either going to have to be supported or carried, slowing them down, and he's not in any shape to defend himself, so any fighting will have them down not one but two people--but they'll have proper shelter and access to supplies/medical care once they reach their destination.

The actual choice the bros make, and how that turns out, is up to the filler. I'm just looking for a very sick Noct being taken care of the best the bros can despite an unfavorable situation.

Re: OT4 or gen, Noctis sick on journey

[(Anonymous)]

Oooh, yes please

+1000

Noctis/Prompto, Ardyn/Prompto, netorare

[(Anonymous)]

Ardyn decides to show off just how much better he is at everything than Noctis by driving Prompto out of his mind with pleasure in front of Noctis. Noctis has never gotten even a quarter as much response from Prompto as Ardyn is expertly coaxing out of him, and Ardyn coaxes all of Noctis' most embarrassing sex stories out of Prompto while Noctis stands there humiliated and more turned on than he's ever been in his life.

+++Deeply offended that the Chosen King who's supposed to kill him is a pillow prince with a tendency to fall asleep right after he's come, Ardyn decides to train Noctis up in how to treat a lover properly.

Re: Noctis/Prompto, Ardyn/Prompto, netorare

[(Anonymous)]

a thousand times this. Give poor Prompto the pleasure he deserves.

Gen or Shippy; dad!Cor with a twist during WOR

[(Anonymous)]

I am an absolute sucker for dad!Cor and I refuse to accept that our boys drifted apart during WOR after all they'd gone through together!

Cor, Prompto, Ignis and Gladio find a house somewhere to operate out of during WOR. It becomes increasingly clear to Cor that he's got three incredibly traumatised twenty-somethings on his hands. Before he quite knows what's going on, he realises he's more or less become a dad to an unconventional little family. Looking out for the three chocobros helps him cope with the grief of losing Clarus and Regis.

+Prompto and Ignis start to platonically share a bed; Prompto needs physical contact and Ignis can't cope with waking up alone in the silence of the night now that he's blind.
++Gladio struggling with anger and wanting to get himself into increasingly dangerous situations until Cor is forced to 'ground' him.

Re: Gen or Shippy; dad!Cor with a twist during WOR

[(Anonymous)]

This sounds like an incredible story. +1000, would love to read.

Prompto/Any, Altissia Waiter

[(Anonymous)]

I guess I was inspired by Noctis waiting tables in the moogle chocobo carnival.

Maybe Prompto managed to escape the MT facility as a child but instead of being brought to Insomnia, he was left in an easier safer place- Altissia. He grows up there and when he's of age he gets a job waiting tables at Maagho.

I'd love to see the bros meet him there and one of them being seriously smitten with him.

+++ Clumsy Prompto

++++++ If the bar gets a little more shady at night and Prompto has to wear something a pittle more revealing

Re: Prompto/Any, Altissia Waiter

[(Anonymous)]

Yes, please!

Fantasy Cop AU

[(Anonymous)]

Cor is a middle-aged overworked and cynical copper who's all but given up on fighting any actual crime in his wrteched hive a city, the (former) Crown City of Insomnia.

Noctis a freshfaced youth from the country, come to the big city to make a name for himself with only the clothes on his back, an old sword, and a ring with a peculiar emblem. He takes a job with the city watch, because appartly a sword and little self-respect are the only qualifications.

Oh and somewhere in the background there's a prophecy that the heir of the late kings of Insomnians, the King of Light shall return to protect and seve his city of old.

TLDR I want a Discworld AU, Ank-Morpork Night Watch Edition with Cor as Vimes and Noctis as Carrot.

++++++all of bonus points for actually arresting a fucking dragon. Or a Daemon. Or an Astral.

Re: Fantasy Cop AU

[(Anonymous)]

that would be amazing

+1000 (oh, I would love to Cor's reaction if Noct arrested Bahamut XD)

Clarus & Cor - non sexual spanking after Gilgamesh

[(Anonymous)]

When they discover that their FIFTEEN YEAR OLD companion has attempted to take on Gilgamesh, it's safe to say Regis and co are decidedly unimpressed. Clarus, however, is incandescent.

He drags Cor back to their camp by his ear, tosses him across his knee and announces that if he can't instil some self-preservation into the teen's head, he's going to have to try the other end instead.

Cor is torn between dismay at having his behind blistered in front of Regis, Cid and Weskham and amazement that someone actually cares what happens to him in the first place.

Brotherly Clarus & Cor is my jam!

Fill [1/1]: Clarus & Cor - non sexual spanking after Gilgamesh

[(Anonymous)]

ooc: I couldn't resist. I hope this is okay, OP! A cross-post to AO3 here http://archiveofourown.org/works/11648253
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They’d found him. Half-dead and bleeding out fast on the dry, dead ground outside of the gods-forsaken cavern. Weskham and Regis had rushed to him, while Clarus and Cid covered the pair of them. Potion after potion, elixir after elixir were poured down the kid’s throat and across the scars. The one across his throat, shallow enough to spare his life but only just, worried them all the most.

Flesh knit back together, and it was the audible sigh of relief from King and Steward was enough to inform Clarus of the fact that the little brat was still with them. Clarus was furious. That fury built in the back of his throat, tangy as blood.

Cor’s coughing and spluttering back into consciousness was met with words of relief and frustration, and the pair of men attending to him helping him to his feet and towards the Regalia. Cid took the driver’s seat, Weskham the back-seat with Cor between him and Clarus. Regis urged Cid faster down the road, a quiet lecture flying out of his mouth at Cor.

Cor, who sat there with a dazed expression and sipping water out of the bottle he’d had shoved in his hands. Cor, who didn’t acknowledge any of the comments thrown at him or the lecture that poured out of Regis’ throat. Clarus ground his teeth together hard enough he was surprised they didn’t crack under the force of it.

By time they pulled up to the Haven, Clarus was about ready to punch the teen. Hard enough that he knocked sense into him. That was when an idea struck him, and as soon as the car turned off, Clarus was out of the thing, dragging Cor with him. His grip was unerringly, on the boy’s ear.

“ Ow, fuck!” the little brat snarled, staggering after Clarus with no choice, who slowed not at all to compensate for the still tender and healing teen. If he wanted to act like a brat, he was going to be treated like one.

Clarus shoved him towards the runes of the campsite, roughly and unkindly.

Cor staggered over the runes, turning to glare at the bigger man who hadn’t stopped coming. Clarus grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, yanking him towards the center of their little camp. He told himself he didn’t care the way the boy stumbled to keep up with him, or the way he could feel his pulse fluttering under his fingers.

“ The hell, Clarus?!” Cor spat, shoving the hand off of him defiantly.

The Shield didn’t answer and instead grabbed the struggling teen again and hauled him across his lap. It was a thrashing struggle, and one bony elbow nailed the Shield in the gut which made him grunt. It most certainly did nothing to improve his temper.

One forearm pressed down over the teenager’s shoulders, pinning him to one thigh, no matter how he squirmed. If there was benefit to Cor’s youth, it was the fact that he was still short enough that he couldn’t get enough leverage to break the hold and squirm away. If he were any older and Clarus would have had to have been a touch more inventive.

“ Let me go!” Cor snapped, out of breath but no less angry, cheeks stained with a pink, splotchy blush. He glowered at Clarus over his shoulder, brows furrowed and the hint of teeth bared at him. Like he was going to intimidate Clarus out of what he was doing.

“ No.” the Shield growled in turn, “ You’re gonna learn this lesson, and if I can’t beat it through your thick skull, I’m gonna try the other end and see if that makes a difference.”

There was a beat of silence as the meaning of his words sank in, and Cor exploded into a frenzy of movement and swearing again, trying to get away from the coming punishment. Clarus waited him out, counting on his endurance and lack of strain on his own body to see him through the out-burst. Just like a kid, something that the younger boy claimed he wasn’t.

The other three men watched, surprised but not arguing, at the sight that was unfolding. Clarus didn’t care. If Cor wanted to act like a brat he would let him. Then he would make him regret it. He’d told him, they all had, countless times, that he was a member of the ‘Guard. He was as accepted as any of them. A fantastic warrior and friend.

Clarus wasn’t sure if Cor didn’t believe them, or if it was some teenaged, hormone bullshit. Time after time, he’d bristle and spit at anyone who called him ‘kid’ or ‘squirt’, practically got into brawls over it. More often than not he tried to prove he wasn’t ‘too young’ by doing increasingly stupid shit, which include but was not limited to trying to get himself killed.

Clarus had seen Regis throw him one too many potions, seen Weskham stitch him up or check him over for injuries that he could have avoided in the first place. It was a frustrating waste of resources, and the amount of scars the kid was piling up on his body was just fucking ridiculous.

Clarus had had more than his fill of watching it. He was done.

It was easy enough to yank the too-big jeans down the boy’s body, just enough to reveal the kid’s ass to the air. He’d had his ass-whopped bare-bottomed when he’d been a kid, and he didn’t think anything was more effective than knowing that was coming. Cor had gone still and furious under his arm, and Clarus didn’t waste his chance, before the younger man could try and explode out from his grip yet again. Enough was enough, and Clarus was going to make him realize that.

Come Hell or high-water.

The sound of Clarus’ palm striking against the younger man’s rump was strikingly loud in their little camp. Cor jerked under him in surprise at the stinging pain that radiated from the blow. The toes of his shoes dug into the stone under him and Clarus growled lowly.

“ You squirm, I add ten more!” he snapped, “ You’re already looking at more than you want!”

Cor froze again and Clarus rained a series of blows onto the exposed ass of their youngest member. The first few blows, the teen shook and grunted with each blow, and squirmed after the first fifteen. Clarus didn’t stop. The first low noise the boy made, Clarus was relieved. He didn’t want to bruise the kid, but one good swat just wasn’t going to cut it.

“ You run off doing the stupidest things for the stupidest reasons!” he started, “ Throwing yourself into fight after fight, refusing to back down, putting yourself deliberately in danger!” Each point was punctuated with a sharp slap.

Cor squirmed, shifting his weight as he could from foot to foot, like he was trying to flinch away from the blows he knew were going to keep coming. He yelped once or twice, and steadily the cries grew louder, more pained and Clarus got louder. He wasn’t done making his point.

“ You make Regis waste potions and elixirs, Weskham has better things to do than patch you up and you don’t care! You think if you can win one more fight that it’ll make all your dreams come true, that you’ll finally prove you’re a full member of the Crownsguard to us, right?!”

Words or blow, Clarus wasn’t sure what made the first sob break lose out of the teen’s throat. The point was, it did and it was a relief. They were half-way there, as far as he could tell.

“ You like making us watch you get beat all to hell? To have us wake up and find you fucking gone?! Do you have any idea what it was like to know we were probably looking for your corpse, that you were already dead and we were too late?”

Cor sobbed, and shook his head and tears streaking down his cheeks to drop onto the dry, stony ground below him. His breathing was ragged and hitched with every inhale. The sound of his cries were as upsetting as his anger had been and Clarus forced himself to gear up for the final round of strikes against Cor’s already, practically, glowing ass.

“ You scared the shit out of us! If you died because of your damn pride-!” he broke off, gritting his teeth, “ I’d never forgive you for that. I’ve lost enough people to this damn war, to their pride and greed. I won’t watch you die too!” He landed one last blistering blow to the teen’s ass, “ Do. You. Understand?”

It ripped a scream out of him, and Clarus was under no illusions that Cor was not going to be bruised if they didn’t shove a potion down his throat after all of this. He let his hand fall still on the small of Cor’s back, who’s breath was ragged and quiet sobs poured out of him as sure as the tears down his cheeks. For a moment, the Shield felt guilt nip at him. He sighed, and pet a hand over the back of Cor’s head, over brown hair.

“ You’re already Crownsguard Cor, you’re one of the best swordsmen in Lucis,” he stated, “ no Trial, or fight, scar or anything is going to change that.”

“ I-I’m sorry,” Cor managed, voice ragged and raw, tears still wetting his face, “ I didn’t..I didn’t think-“ he broke off again, and Clarus could imagine the way he looked away, shame covering his expression as much as pride and pain.

“ Ya thought you were jus’ some brat we let tag along?” Cid asked, disbelievingly, before he whistled low and unimpressed with a shake of his head, “ Boy, I oughta whoop your ass next for that.” The man had said nothing during the entire spanking, and to be honest, Clarus wasn’t sure if he was relieved or not.

Cor ducked his head, and closed his eyes, hands curled into fists.

It was Weskham who spoke up next, offering him a hand to straighten himself from over Clarus’ lap. Cor took it, tugging his pants all the way back up, gaze firmly on the ground. He grimaced in pain at the fabric pressing against the tender skin of his hind-end.

“ You’ve saved our lives more than once, Cor,” The man noted, not unkindly, “ why in the name of the Six would we not do the same for you, or be angry about your blatant lack of self-preservation?”

Cor looked up in surprise, lips thinning tightly as a thought poured out of his head from years before“ I’m just a kid from the slums, why-“

“ If you ask ‘why’ you’re worth it, “ Regis noted, approaching with a potion in hand and shoving it at the teenager brusquely, “ I’m going to personally put you over Clarus’ knee again for another round. You scared us, Cor,” the Prince continued, placing a hand on the teen’s shoulder, “ we care about you, as much as you care for us.”

Cor flushed at the words, and Clarus sighed with something like fond amusement. It was hard to imagine that they were having to spell it out for the kid, but stranger things had apparently happened. Just as long as he never, ever had to spell it out again. Cor was a smart kid, he picked up on lessons amazingly quickly. He could only hope their prodigy picked up on this one just as quick.

“ You’re our brother, by bond if not blood, and we love you.” Clarus rumbled pointedly from his chair by the fire, “ It’s about time you got that through your thick skull, don’t you think?”

Cor dropped his gaze to the fire, and Clarus was sure that the tears he saw in blue eyes had little to do with the lesson he just learned, and more to do with the wash of emotion between the four of them. Something they’d all never speak of again, knowing them.

“ Yeah,” the teen finally managed, voice thick, “ I guess it is.”

Clarus sighed and leaned his head back to roll his eyes up at the sky, which hung on the verge of sunset and clear free of clouds. The fear of seeing Cor half-dead and thinking he was too late was still very much in his mind’s eye. It’d be a long while before he forgot it.

“ About damn time,” he remarked, however, and it was greeted by laughter and grins.

The laughter of the four of them would be something he remembered for the rest of his life. If Cor remembered nothing else, then maybe he’d remember that he wasn’t alone, would never be alone. Brotherhood wasn’t ended by distance or argument. It was born of love, and nothing could destroy that, as cheesy as it was. It’d have to do.

Noct/Any - Sleep fucking

[(Anonymous)]

Neither characters are awake.

Noct/Any - Ballet AU

[(Anonymous)]

Noct is a male ballet dancer working for one of the best companies in Insomnia. A position opens for a new male dancer after someone leaves due to injury, and he and Noct develop a rivals relationship before maybe becoming something more.

Re: Noct/Any - Ballet AU

[(Anonymous)]

oooh, that could be interesting

+1000

Noct comes out as gay to his dad

[(Anonymous)]

It doesn't go over well and Noct runs away.

noct falls asleep in the middle of making out

[(Anonymous)]

he just feels so pleasant and relaxed that he just kind of drifts off during an extended makeout session

Re: noct falls asleep in the middle of making out

[(Anonymous)]

YES

+one million

Gentiana/Luna - Stockholm Syndrome/brainwashing/isolation

[(Anonymous)]

Because Gentiana is a god and Lunafreya has a chosen path and she is going to stick to the script, damn it.

Bonus points for Gentiana being subtly scary/threatening and Luna objecting/backtalking less and less over time.

Re: Gentiana/Luna - Stockholm Syndrome/brainwashing/isolation

[(Anonymous)]

Please?

Kidnapping au - it’s not prompto that gets raped to save noct

[(Anonymous)]

Noct gets kidnapped and Prompto just happens to be there so he gets taken too.

And to put a twist on how this type of fic usually goes, Noct is the one that gets raped and there’s not a damn thing Prompto can do to stop it. The kidnappers don't give a damn about some commoner kid hanging out with the prince.

Re: Kidnapping au - it’s not prompto that gets raped to save noct

[(Anonymous)]

UM YES Noct's too pretty a jewel to pass up. Unf.

abo- alpha!ravus/omega!noctis, ravus claims noct

[(Anonymous)]

Non-consensual, permanent bonding at the behest of the Empire.

OT4 invite Cor to join in

[(Anonymous)]

Everyone confesses to wanting to jump their handsome Marshal's bones. After deciding Cor clearly needs to destress and what better way than to get laid, Operation Bed The Immortal is put into action.

When they finally get him into their bed, it's worth every second they waited!

Prompto/Everybody, genre shifted into a dating sim

[(Anonymous)]

So Prompto makes a bunch of meta statements in the game and his voice actor says he knows he's in a Final Fantasy game. One day, Prompto wakes up feeling something a little... different. He's been genre-shifted into a visual novel and now he has to complete everybody's route to get back to the right game. At least his tendency to get a crush on basically everybody might work out for him for once?

+Accidentally falling into somebody's yandere bad end
++finding out Ardyn's backstory from his True Route
+++Umbra and Pryna joke route

Re: Prompto/Everybody, genre shifted into a dating sim

[(Anonymous)]

i love this?? +1

Regis/Noctis, intoxicated noncon

[(Anonymous)]

A very drunk and/or stoned Regis thinks he's making love to his dear Aulea when he's actually raping his teenaged son. Bonus points for Noctis not wanting to fight his dad because he doesn't want to hurt him, knowing his leg is in a lot of pain lately or even more heartbreaking, Noctis doesn't fight bc he thinks his dad deserves to have a night with Aulea even if it isn't real.

Re: Regis/Noctis, intoxicated noncon

[(Anonymous)]

Yo, depraved A!Anon here. I've got a few questions.

By "teenage" do you mean underage? Or would you be okay with Noctis being 18-19? I would rather do the latter, but as I said, I'm depraved and flexible ;D

Also, do you mind the fic focusing mainly on the aftercare with no explicit sex scene? Definite references, ect., but I just suck at sex scenes in general, sooo..... lol. If you do want one, I'd totes be willing to do it, I'd just suck at it XD

Thirdly, do you have a preference for Noctis being in a relationship/ who he's in a relationship with?

Seriously, though, the inspiration for this prompt hit me like a ton of bricks. I hope to do justice to this!

Prompto/Any Cis Female, worried about passing on genetics

[(Anonymous)]

Prompto and his girlfriend/wife (either a canon or OFC cis female, my kingdom for Iris but do your thing if your thing is not Promris) are in a loving relationship and are either considering children or the woman is already pregnant. Prompto is concerned about passing on his wonkey genetics, knowing his genes were modified and frankly surprised he's even able to father children.

Re: Prompto/Any Cis Female, worried about passing on genetics

[(Anonymous)]

Sounds interesting

Alpha!Arenea/Omega!Ignis

[(Anonymous)]

I don't even need conext, I just need Ignea ABO smut.

Re: Alpha!Arenea/Omega!Ignis

[(Anonymous)]

Something I never knew I needed. Goddamn.

Gen or OT4, Bros+Ardyn, sick fic

[(Anonymous)]

Noctis is sick, like if we don't break this fever he's going to die sick, there are no curatives and they're stuck at a haven with nowhere for miles to get medicine. Along comes Ardyn, who can't let the chosen King, the only one who can finally kill him, go dying on him just yet. So he uses a few well masked healer tricks and nurses Noctis back to health.

Re: Gen or OT4, Bros+Ardyn, sick fic

[(Anonymous)]

yes please +100000000000

Gen, Noctis freaking out about getting infected by deamons

[(Anonymous)]

Inspired by the conversation along this vein going on in the chat post.

Noctis is making his way through Zegnautus sucking up deamons with the ring. But eventually he starts to wonder if sucking up the life energy of deamons will infect him with something nasty. This is before he knows Ardyns story, mind you. Now the chat post convo believes the ring is purifying the energy so it doesn't taint Noctis, but what if Noctis doesn't fully understand how the rings death magic works? That would be scary for him, right? Hoovering up all these deamons with no fucking clue what will happen to him as a result?

Yeah, I want a psychological horror piece about Noctis imagining himself turning into a deamon from using death magic on deamons.

Re: Gen, Noctis freaking out about getting infected by deamons

[(Anonymous)]

ooh, that is intriguing

+100

Regis makes Noct end his relatonship to Prompto

[(Anonymous)]

And instead of acknowleging how miserable Noct is, how it’s broken his heart, Regis just says he’s proud of Noct -- Proud of him for making the grown-up hard choice and realizing and how badly being in a gay relationship would be for the crown.

Re: Regis makes Noct end his relatonship to Prompto

[(Anonymous)]

What's that all over the floor *bends down* oh it's just pieces of my heart. *shrugs* didn't need that ol' thing anyway.

Seriously though +1,000,001