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Prompt Post Round Five

Welcome to Round Five of the FFXV Kink Meme!

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I really dig the idea of Iggy being Luna and Ravus's long lost illegitimate brother. I am also a happy ending trash panda!

Noctis manages to defeat the starscourge without such massive losses (due to handwavey reasons), so his wedding is going ahead when Ignis's heritage is revealed. Luna and reformed!Ravus are genuinely delighted with the news that they have a little brother.

They turn into the biggest pair of overprotective siblings in existence; trying to get Ignis to eat more, telling him not to work so hard etc. Ignis is a little terrified!

+ Luna wants Ignis to be part of her wedding party now that she knows he's her brother. Noct indignantly replies that "Hey, he's MY brother too!"

++ Ravus quizzes Gladio on his intentions towards Ignis after seeing them kissing.

+++ Gladio and Prompto winding Ignis up by constantly calling him "your highness".

Would love to read this. Hope someone fills!!

OP here. Go right ahead

Lunafreya and Libertus are on the road after the events of Kingsglaive when Libertus finds out that she hasn't really celebrated her birthday properly since Niflheim invaded Tenebrae. So he surprises her with a small celebration.

Bonus:
+putting party hats on the magic puppers
++++ attempts at cake until he breaks down and makes galahdian birthday dishes instead
+++++++ birthday kiss that becomes something more???

I'll have a stab at writing a follow up to this de-aged prompt I filled earlier in the round:

https://ffxv-kinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/4113.html?thread=6308369#cmt6308369

....or happily relaxing and resting with Luna in a field of syleblossoms, and the person who came to get him has to decide whether it's really the right thing to do or not. (and then tries to get both Noct and Luna out)

ooooh my god, yes.

Like, what if the afterlife is pretty good? What if Noct is scared to go back to Life™, where he experienced a lot of suffering?

Yessss, I want this.

I really love all the sweet stories about Clarus/Regis/Cor as awesome citadel dads and giant teddy bears. Noct, Iggy and Gladio definitely got lucky compared to poor Prompto.

But imagine how difficult it must have been to get away with anything with two of the greatest warriors in Lucis and the King overseeing your childhood.

"No Gladio, you are not going out like that! Get back upstairs and put a shirt on!"
"No, Ignis you cannot stay up till one in the morning reading reports. Go to bed right now!"
"Noctis, the throne room is not an appropriate venue for playing hide and seek!"

I just want to see young Noct, Iggy and Gladio testing their boundaries and realising that no matter what bright idea they have, they will ALWAYS get caught!

Can be crack, humour or whatever anon chooses.

This prompt is precious.

I don't think I've ever seen rut suppressants in omegaverse. I always see heat suppressants.

What about a world where both ruts and heats are suppressed, ruts because they can turn violent unchecked and heats because they can put an unbonded omega out of commission.

I mostly just want to see them acknowledged. So if the ot4 is bonded, then maybe they comment on seeing other alphas and omegas on suppressants and the effect these drugs have on their bodies, and they're glad that their bond makes their heats and ruts far more manageable naturally.

Or we could go the unbonded route where they all have to be on suppressants, especially because the alpha(s) of the group could could hurt the omegas (and each other if there are more than one) if they don't suppress their ruts. And the omegas in heat literally would not move because they would be nesting and waiting for someone to mate with them if they didn't use suppressants. But these are drugs that largely affect the body so of course they come with unwanted side effects for the bros. Though they're in a relationship, they have to spend most of their heats/ruts away from one another when they aren't on suppressants.

I don't mind who's an alpha or omega, but no betas please. I want all four of them to be affected.

Optional bonus: If they're unbonded and end up bonding out of necessity because they can't keep letting their biology deter them from their trip but one (or more) of them isn't reacting well to the drug so they can't keep taking the medicine either. Lots of bonuses if it's Noct and this causes problems for his arranged marriage, especially because Luna is compatible with him so he's expected to bond with her.

OP here:
That would be lovelly.

I've read your fill before and it was wonderfull. So would be great if you'll continue it

hi op! i hope you don't mind a second fill :)

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I shouldn’t have come here, Noctis thought.

Yet, he found himself—for the tenth time in three months—standing in front of the small house, staring at the slightly ajar window upstairs. He knew—remembered—that it led towards the attic, where the owner of the house slept on a small bed, surrounded by numerous photos tacked on the wooden wall and a camera lying on the table.

Humans feared them; the Vampire clan, which had existed together since the first time. Back then, they preyed on humans; drinking their bloods, slaving them as a food source. But eras had changed since then; the vampire numbers dwindled, and soon, the humans retaliated. Nowadays they were the ones who were hunted; any vampires in sighting would be immediately killed, just like daemons were. So the head of the vampire’s clan, Noctis’s father, established a rule to keep their kind safe.

No feeding from the same human twice.

It was a known rule, and Noctis understood it. The rule kept them safe for two hundred years, and Noctis shouldn’t risked his life just for this one human.

But something about the human seemed to draw him in.

His blood was extremely delicious—it was a like inhaling a strong wine, with tangy taste and a hint of sweetness. It always made him dizzy, and just like that, Noctis was addicted. The first night he drank from the human, he lost himself, only stopping when the human gave a small whimper in his sleep. He had jolted back, terrified, before realising that he might have drunk too much.

Noctis withdrew, licking the teeth wound on the human’s neck to heal him, pulled the sheets on him and fled, promising himself he wouldn’t come back. But the lure of his blood was stronger; and then Noctis found himself coming back for the second time. Then for the third time. After the sixth time, he surrendered trying to convince himself to move on and search for a new prey.

Tonight wasn’t any different from the others. He would hop inside through the window, silently crept towards the human, sleeping in his bed like any other nights. He would pull back the covers, seeing the pale skin, glistening with slight perspiration, inviting him in. He would bend down towards his neck and gave it a lick before sinking his fangs in, breaking the skin and drawing the blood.

Noctis gulped. Just the thought of it had made him droll.

He shook his head to clear this mind, and mentally thought to get this over really quick. At the count of three, he leaped towards the window, clinging on the wooden ledge, before slipping in silently.

The human was there, on the bed, breathing softly. Noctis walked slowly, approaching the human. Careful, careful, he thought to himself not to knock anything over. He finally stood on the bedside, bending down to scent the rich smell of blood he was about to taste.

Just as he reached to pull back the covers, the human sat up, startling both of them. Noctis yelped when he tripped over a stack of books, his arms flailing as he fell backwards, his hand snagging the strap of the camera that usually sat on the table and it fell on top of his head before tumbling down the floor with a loud crash. “Son of a bitch!” he cried in pain. Dammit that camera was heavy!

He heard a gasp. “Oh no! My camera!” the human scrambled from the bed, crawling just beside him, where the camera has fallen and nursed it, before breathing a sigh of relief.

And then, just as Noctis nursed the bump on his head, the human screamed when he realised that Noctis was right beside him. Scrambling back to the bed, he turned on the flashlight, directing it right to Noctis’s face as he hold a silver cross—and was that a flask of holy water?—in front of him, eyes closed and trembling.

“G-Get away! Please!” He yelled. “I know you’re preying on me, you ugly vampire! Now scram before I kill you!”

“...for starters,” Noctis winced. His head was still spinning from being hit by that camera. “You don’t kill a vampire with a cross, let alone a flask of water.” He sighed. He knew this was a terrible idea. I shouldn’t have come back. “But first thing, don’t direct the flashlight right to my face, please. It’s too bright.”

“Oh. Okay,” the human said, dumbly, and then the flashlight was moved sideways. Enough to illuminate his form, but not so bright as to blind him. “Wait. Did you say the cross didn’t kill you?”

“No,” Noctis answered curtly. “And who are you calling ugly, dammit?” He grumbled. All of his life, he hadn’t been called ugly. Well, granted it’s because he’s the son of the clan’s leader (who would dare to?), and honestly, Ignis and Gladio were like, twenty or thirty-something years older than him, so he probably couldn’t use them as ‘good-looking’ references for men his age.

“Uh,” the human stared at him and lowered his cross. “Um. Sorry about that. I was... was expecting vampires to be old and-and ugly looking, you know? Like the daemons,” he gulped. “Was it really you who snuck into my room every night and bit me?”

“Not every night,” Noctis corrected. “But every week... yes.” The cat’s out of the bag anyway; there’s no sense in lying. But he would be fucked up if Ignis knew about this.

The human rubbed the spot where Noctis usually bit him. He could see a few of the faint teeth marks he left there, some of the older ones starting to fade. “...am I going to die? Or turned into a vampire too?” He asked quietly.

“No,” Noctis said. “We don’t take too much blood from humans anyway. Just enough to survive and maintain our power.” He stared at his right hand. “And you turn into vampires by ingesting our blood, not by us biting you. So you’re safe.”

“Oh...” the human murmured. “I-I see,” he said, awkwardly. Noctis just sat there, on the floor, silent as well. The tingling pain on his head had subsided, but then he started to feel his right ankle throbbing. Dammit, it might be sprained when he tripped over the books earlier.

“A-Are you okay?” the human spoke again. “I’m... sorry for startling you earlier. You fell down quite hard...”

“It’s fine,” Noctis grumbled. He tried to stand up, only to hiss when he accidentally put his weight on his right foot, almost buckling at the pain.

“Careful!” the human leap from the bed to catch up before he fell down to the floor. He helped supporting Noctis and sat him down at his bed. “Stay here, I’m going to fetch the first aid kit downstairs,” he said, before disappearing down the stairs. Noctis just scratched his temple and sighed. Today was such a bad luck for him.

Noctis could hear the human trampling downstairs, before climbing up with a medical box in one hand. “Sorry it took a while,” he said, sheepish. “I haven’t cleaned up for some time, so it’s kinda messy...”

“I don’t mind,” Noctis said. His room was far messier than this anyway. “So, you’re gonna...” he glanced at his sprained ankle, “...fix my foot here?”

“Yes! I mean,” the human seemed embarrassed for a while. “Er, to be honest, I dunno whether you even need medical care or not. I mean... you’re a vampire, and don’t they have like... super regenerative powers or something like that?”

Noctis stared at him. “We’re vampires, not cicadas. We will heal faster if we’re getting enough blood, but nowadays, we mostly heal like humans did. Slow and painful,” he grumbled. “What’s important now is, aren’t you afraid of me? Of us?”

The human hesitated. Noctis snorted.

“See?”

“I-I mean!” he suddenly raised his voice. “It’s... it’s what the hunters always tell us, you know? Stay away from the vampires, they say. They’re dangerous, can bewitch you with their eyes, and will drain you dry and then discard you like a trash.” His tone got lower and lower. “I have no idea.”

Noctis raised an eyebrow. He couldn’t even get offended at the fact that the humans thought that vampires would drain them dry. “Well, technically, if three or four vampires feast on a human, yes, the human will probably be ‘drained dry’, as you put it.” His lips curled into a small smile when the human gave him a small ‘eep’. “However, vampires value their relationship with humans. We mostly—and usually—just drink from a human for the rest of their lifetime.”

The human blinked. “Really?”

“Once we found someone that suits our taste, it’s kind of hard for us to enjoy other’s blood as usual,” the vampire’s smile turned into a slight frown. Was it why he found this human’s blood so irresistible?

“So... I take it that my blood suits your taste? Since you keep coming back to me.” The human started to smile, and goddammit, why did Noctis find him cute?

Instead, Noctis just shrugged, pretending not to notice. “I guess?”

The human just chuckled. He then kneeled in front of Noctis, startling the young vampire, before opening his medical box. Oh right, the human was going to treat his sprained ankle.

“Tell me if it’s too tight.”

Noctis just hummed as the human started working, dabbing ointment on his throbbing ankle. From above, Noctis could see the human’s hair, which was a pretty golden colour, all messed up from sleep. He could see his cute nose, and that he had light freckles on it.

He spent too much time staring at the blonde human Noctis didn’t realise when the human had finished treating his ankle. “There, done!”

“Oh. Uh, thanks,” Noctis said awkwardly, embarrassed. He stood up, testing his foot. It was still hurting, but at least not as painful as before. “...thank you, um...”

“I’m Prompto!” the human chirped. “And... you’re welcome! I was the one who caused you to fall down anyway...” he laughed sheepishly. “So, uh... what’re you going to do now?”

Noctis could list a few things. He could knock the human—Prompto—unconscious, and then drink his blood and fled as fast as he could from that house, and then swore that he wouldn’t come back. Or he could just run and search for a new prey that night. Anything not involving Prompto.

Instead, he gave out his name. “...I’m Noctis,” he said dumbly.

“Oh...” Prompto blinked. “Er... Nice to meet you too? Although it’s probably overdue,” he laughed, and Noctis couldn’t stop thinking that his laugh was cute. Hell, he had been thinking nothing but how cute Prompto was since he treated his ankle. He wasn’t supposed to, dammit.

“I’m...” Noctis scratched his head. God this was so awkward. “I should probably go, then. Sorry... for, er, feeding from you these past three months. I won’t be coming again, so you don’t have to be afraid,” he felt a pang of disappointment at the thought of never seeing Prompto nor tasting his blood again, but it was for the best. “Goodbye.”

“Wait!” Prompto snatched his arm. “I’m... I... um...” He fidgeted. “You’re... not going to feed from me anymore?”

Noctis paused. “No.”

“I’m...” Prompto fidgeted. “I mean, I was afraid... But you don’t seem like a bad guy... I mean vampire... Whatever!” he threw his hands up defeat. “What I’m trying to say is...” he gulped down, trying to avoid Noctis’s stare. “...you can... feed from me... you know.”

Noctis widened his eyes. “...really?”

When Prompto nodded sheepishly, Noctis tackled him to the bed, earning a yelp from the human. “H-Hey! Be careful! What about your ankle?!”

“Don’t care,” Noctis grunted. He bent down to scent Prompto and latched his mouth on the juncture between his neck and shoulders. “I’m hungry, so we can worry about my ankle later.”

“W-W-Wait! Noctis, seriously, calm down!” Prompto cried out, holding on to Noctis’s shoulder. “I’m not going anywhere!”

“I know. But I’m hungry,” Noctis extended his fangs. “Relax, Prompto. I won’t hurt you.”

Prompto breathed out and slowly tilted his head sideways, as if inviting him. “Go ahead,” he whispered.

His fangs sank into the pale skin, and the first smell of Prompto’s blood always made him dizzy. He sucked, a hand running through Prompto’s blonde locks to tilt his head further, the other hand caressing his waist. Now that he was awake, Noctis could taste Prompto fully—his emotions, his slightly laboured breathing, his heartbeat, so close to his own chest, and his smell, which seemed to get stronger.

Good, so good; so delicious.

It was over before Noctis had time to think, his fangs retracted and he cupped the bite mark with his lips, licking the wounds, making Prompto whine. Only then he realised that he was hugging Prompto flush against his body, and the human had buried his face on the crook of his neck, breathing harshly as his fingers curled in Noctis’s forearm, gripping the material of his jacket tightly.

“Y-You done?” Prompto asked meekly.

“...I’m done,” Noctis said. He was almost grateful that the darkness covered the blush that was starting to creep on his cheeks. “Thanks.”

“No problem! It’s... It’s not as bad as it sounds,” the human said hurriedly. Noctis saw Prompto’s freckled cheeks reddening as well. “Is... Is my blood good?”

“Very good,” Noctis nodded once. As an emphasis, he licked his lips, making Prompto blush more. “It’s delicious. Otherwise, like I said, I won’t be coming here after the first time.”

“O-Oh. That’s... a relief then,” Prompto scratched his head, and damn, Noctis couldn’t resist anymore.

He moved upwards, making sure that his fangs weren’t extended, and gave Prompto a light peck on his lips.

Prompto froze for a good five seconds before he spluttered. “N-N-Noctis...?!”

“You’re cute,” he blurted out spontaneously.

Which he regretted soon after.

Noctis jumped off from the bed and went for the window, attempting to flee. But Prompto caught the hem of his jacket before he could go. “Wait! Don’t go, please,” Prompto begged. “I... Um, you’re cute too,” he blushed. “Sorry for calling you ugly earlier. B-But you’re really cute. And I don't hate you!”

Noctis was dumbfounded. “T-Thanks,” he stuttered.

“Do you really have to go?” Prompto bit his lower lip.

“Yeah,” Noctis glanced at the window. The sun should rise in a few hours. “I’ve overstayed at your place. Thank you... for deciding not to.... er, kill me.” He scratched his head. “And also for your blood. Thanks.”

“You’re welcome,” Prompto chuckled. Noctis suppressed the urge to tackle the human down again and kiss him. “Then... Will you be coming back again?” he asked sheepishly.

Noctis blinked. “You want me to come again?”

Prompto nodded. “It’s... It doesn’t have to be for feeding!” he said hurriedly. “We can... hang out together. Do you like games? Or maybe movies? Or... oh,” he moaned, slapping a hand on his face. “...this is so stupid.”

“Okay,” Noctis said. “I... I play games. Have a console back home and is in the middle of finishing Persona now.”

Prompto’s blue eyes widened. “Really? Cool!” His eyes shone with excitement. Noctis couldn’t help but smile.

“Deal. It’s a date next time.” Noctis tugged Prompto’s hand, and before the human could yelp, he kissed Prompto’s cheek and let him go as he jumped from the window and disappeared through the night.

“Noct, you cheater! Not fair!” He could hear Prompto yelling from afar and he smiled to himself.

No regrets on coming back to Prompto, he mused. Ignis and Gladio would raise a hell if they knew, and his father would probably be mad, but Noctis was too happy to care.

He would definitely look forward for their next meeting.

Listen, that guy is a little sadist, ok. I just love how vindictive he sounds about capturing and killing Noct and getting his revenge. He should have a little button award pinned to his shirt that says Most Dedicated Niff.

Anyway, I'd love to read something where Noct gets temporarily caught by him and Loqi gets to have fun making Noct bleed for a bit before the guys rescue Noct.

Ignis is making breakfast for Noctis the morning after, and Noctis wanders in half awake, wearing only one of Ignis's shirts, halfbuttoned and rumpled, last night's hickeys on full display.

Ignis decides breakfast can wait. He'd rather have Noctis instead.

so cute

Noct and Iggy have feelings for each other but decide not to act on them due to their duties, especially as Iggy will have to be Noct's right hand man.

So they decide to date other people only for a potential bf for Noct to take advantage of him, drug and rape him.

Give me Ignis finding out due to Noct closing himself off further, lashing out etc. Give me an Ignis absolutely furious, yet torn between getting bloody, brutal revenge and wanting to stay with Noct always to help him cope with what happened.

idk anons, I want fic where everyone in turn comes on to Prompto and then they're all thrown for a loop when it turns out that Prompto's actually straight after all. Even better if one bro warns another and the other one is like "I bet he was just saying that to let you down easy" but no, Prompto actually just isn't into guys.

(yes that line is a reference to teen wolf)

Brotherhood era, Prompto is openly bisexual. Noctis has yet to make any statement on his own sexuality. Cue some teasing where Prompto tells Noctis "you're not my type" and Noctis says "I'm everyone's type." ...and then it turns out that yes, Noctis is definitely Prompto's type, and is happy to make out with him.

Noctis makes no secret of how much he hates dressing up in suits, but his father makes it quite clear that formal events require formal dress or can forget about playing video games for a month. His father however forgets to specify that he needs to wear men's evening wear, and Noctis rocks up to a Citadel ball in lovely black evening gown.

AU where Aranea joins the Kingsglaive instead instead of the Empire.

Yes please!

I have a mighty need for recovery fic.

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Prompt Post Round Five

Tenebraen!Iggy in a happy ending AU

Re: Ignis/Noctis/Prompto Prompto angry and Gladio

Re: Tenebraen!Iggy in a happy ending AU

Re: Any Chocobro/Any Chocobro or OT4, Final Fantasy vii x-over

Luna/Libertus, birthday on the road

Re: Aftermatch of being de-aged

Re: Any/Noctis, Rescued from the Afterlife

Re: Any/Noctis, Rescued from the Afterlife

Re: Ignis/Noctis/Prompto Prompto angry and Gladio

Gen; it's impossible to get one over on the Citadel Dads

Re: Gen; it's impossible to get one over on the Citadel Dads

OT4, ABO suppressants

Re: Aftermatch of being de-aged

Fill (1/3): Vampire Noctis/Prompto - Prompto's blood tastes really good

Fill (2/3): Vampire Noctis/Prompto - Prompto's blood tastes really good

Fill (3/3): Vampire Noctis/Prompto - Prompto's blood tastes really good

Loqi tortures Noct

Ignis/Noctis Morning sex

Re: Fill (3/3): Vampire Noctis/Prompto - Prompto's blood tastes really good

Ignis/Noctis aftermath of date rape

attempted everyone/Prompto, but it turns out Prompto's straight

Noctis/Prompto, "I'm everyone's type"

Noctis showing up at formal even in drag

Know ngsglaive Aranea AU

Re: Ignis/Noctis aftermath of date rape