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Prompt Post Round Five

Welcome to Round Five of the FFXV Kink Meme!

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I'd like some kind soul to write me some Ardyn using his tentacles formed from the starscourge to rock Noct's world, consensual or not. Pretty please?

Prompto, Ignis and Gladio survive to see the new dawn but, eventually, their times come and when it does, Carbuncle is there to guide them to their fallen king.

Any scenarios for the bro's deaths are fine. Old age? A hunt gone wrong? Together or apart? Any option is welcome, though I'd prefer if suicide was not used.

+bonus points if Pryna also shows up for Prompto.

++massive points for happy reunions in the beyond

You know that scene in Goodnight Mister Tom where William sees Tom stoking the fire with a poker and passes out from sheer terror because he thinks he's about to be burnt with it because his mother continuously punished him?

The same happens to Ignis. Newly arrived at the Citadel and living in fear of making any mistakes because bad boys are made to suffer, he's in company with either Clarus or Cor when the man goes to remove his sword belt. It's only so they can sit down more comfortably but Ignis is convinced he's about to be beaten and passes out in terror.

When Clarus, Cor & Regis eventually find out what his home life was like, that determine that it's about damn time this kid got some affection! Lots of paternal comfort ensues.

Wow, this is a really interesting prompt! I hope it gets picked up!

The Amicitia are vampires and made a deal with the Lucis Kings that they will guard their descendants in exchange for a safe way of feeding.

Poor noctis is always sleepy cause he has to feed both iris and gladio. And they always fight to get to feed first.

+100

especially since Pryna could reappear to lead Prompto off. And always a please for more Carbuncle!

I'm intrigued

+100

Maybe you're just looking for something light hearted but Ludic pretty much covers all of this, even if it's super heavy. ((and also a college au))

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10477818/chapters/23117556

It transpired, from Ignis’s faltering explanation, that Marcus was an older kid; sixteen, and the son of some noble house. The tutors who were responsible for the education of the children of the citadel's nobility (and evidently Ignis and Prompto too) had set some complex mathematical problem to all their charges and declared there would be a prize for whoever could solve it. Marcus had thought he had done so, only to be told his answer was incorrect.

Ignis, however, had solved it.

“Clever boy,” Cor praised him, giving him a squeeze. “Well done, I’m proud of you.”

Angry at being beaten, Marcus had cornered Ignis an hour before, while he was playing in the courtyard with Prompto, and had commenced his verbal attack. When Prompto had indignantly demanded that Marcus stop being mean to his Iggy, the three year old had become a target too.

“And that’s when he said…no one really wanted us…” Ignis finished, his little face crumpling with the effort not to cry. Prompto was still sobbing into Cor’s shirt.

Varna wondered if he would lose his place in the Kingsglaive were he to track the entitled, bullying little piece of shit and kick his ass all around the citadel.

Cor looked like he was having similar thoughts, but pushed them aside to focus on the two distressed children. “Ignis, that boy only said those things to cause you hurt because he was jealous that you beat him,” he told him gently. “Not because any of them are true!”

“But I am a freak,” Ignis whispered brokenly. “No one else…”

“Ignis,” Cor cut him off firmly. “A freak is the very last thing you are! You’re a bright, clever boy with a very kind heart. King Regis could have chosen anyone in the whole kingdom to be Noctis’s future advisor. He didn’t choose anyone else, he certainly didn’t choose Marcus, he chose you. And you’re not staying with me because no one else wanted you. You’re staying because I want you there, and because I care about you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Cor,” Ignis said tremulously.

“And you’ll have a home with me for as long as you want it,” Cor told him. “No one’s ever going to take that from you or make you leave, all right?”

“Iggy leave?” Prompto, whose sobs had been dying down into sniffles, only picked up those words and started to cry anew.

“No, poppet,” Cor hushed him. “Iggy’s not leaving. Neither of you are. No more tears, Prompto. Come on, let me see that smile?” Reassured, Prompto snuggled back into Cor’s arms, his arms round the Marshal’s neck. Cor kissed the top of his head and then turned his attention back to Ignis, who had cuddled more closely into his side.

“Cor?” said Ignis quietly.

“Hmm?”

“I wanted to hit him…when he made Prompto cry and said he was like trash,” Ignis confessed, starting to lose his battle with tears. The kid was speaking so quietly that Varna only just caught the words. “It made me so angry and I really wanted to hit him.”

“And did you give into your anger?” Cor asked mildly. “Did you hit him?” Ignis shook his head tearfully. “Exactly. Even though you were angry, you didn’t give into rage. You did what you knew was the right thing. That’s the difference between being a true warrior and a thug, and that’s why you’re worth a thousand of that Marcus boy, Iggy.”

“Iggy!” hiccupped Prompto suddenly, letting go of Cor and opening his arms; evidently offering the older boy a hug. Cor smiled and quickly hefted Ignis up onto the knee Prompto wasn’t sitting on. Immediately, the two small boys had their arms wrapped around each other. Varna saw the look of fierce, fierce love on Cor’s face as he put his arms around both of them to hug them close, and suddenly felt like he was intruding. He stepped back into the training room to gather the notes he’d taken and left the small, unorthodox family to their moment.

When he re-emerged fifteen minutes later or so, the bench was empty, but he spotted a familiar looking moogle over at the corner Ignis had been occupying before. Little Prompto would likely be stressed when he realised it was missing. He could drop it off at the Marshal’s office on his way to lunch.

It took him a little while to actually find Cor’s office and when he got there, he found the two kids – looking thankfully happier – seated on the couch and eating sandwiches together, but the Marshal was nowhere to be seen.

“He went to speak to Master Clarus,” Ignis explained. “He said he would only be five minutes so he should be back soon if you need him.”

“It’s ok, kiddo,” Varna said, producing the stuffed Moogle from behind his back and smiling at the delighted shriek from Prompto. “Just wanted to return this guy to his rightful owner. I think he must have gotten lost in the courtyard.”

“Thank you!” Prompto said, shooting Varna a beaming smile as he accepted the toy back.

“You’re welcome, little man,” Varna replied, glad to see the sunny kid smiling again. He turned to look at Ignis, who was smiling fondly at Prompto as the smaller boy hugged the toy, and ruffled the boy’s hair. “You two have really brightened up our visit to Insomnia. You’re a great pair of kids and don’t let any entitled little fuck tell you otherwise! You enjoy your lunch now, and we’ll hopefully see you again before we leave.”

When he passed Cor at the end of the corridor, verbally tearing a strip of a petulant-looking teenager who appeared only a second away from wetting his pants in sheer terror, Varna grinned. The little shit would think twice before he went near Prompto or Ignis again!

***

On the very last day of their stay in Insomnia, the kids came to the training centre again and played quietly together with what looked like a couple of action figures at the back of the room while the Crownsguard and Kingsglaive reflected on what they had gained from the two week training scheme. From the fond smiles half the Glaives were sending them, Varna realised he wasn’t the only one who’d taking a liking to the visitors. It was a pity they got to visit the city so rarely, but still; it would be good to get back to the wall.

“Fuck!” chirped Prompto suddenly, at Ignis’s action figure.

The entire room went so silent, one might have heard a pin drop! Feeling cold sweat break out on the back of his neck, Varna saw a look of wide-eyed horror on Ignis’s face and heard him whisper urgently: “Prompto, that’s a bad word!”

Prompto’s eyes went wide and he quickly looked over at Cor. “Sorry, Daddy!” he said anxiously.

The Marshal nodded quietly at Prompto, then turned to face the adult occupants of the room, his posture stiff. “If I ever find out,” he began, speaking slowly; danger underpinning every syllable. “Which one of you taught my kid that word, you had best start running. Very fast!”

Yup, Varna mused, definitely time to get back to the wall!

Gah, I forgot to change the title above!

Hey uhh, I was already writing something up for myself and never got around to finishing it. Maybe see what you think? If you'd like more let me know :)
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He’d been standing at the foot of the bed for a good while, though he didn’t know how long for. His best guess was between five and ten minutes. He’d been stripped naked, blindfolded, and his hands were bound behind his back with rope, very securely. Now he was being made to wait for further instructions. He was trying his hardest to stand still, moving even unintentionally would definitely involve further retribution.

“Kneel.” Ignis’s voice broke the silence.

He complied immediately, and lowered himself slowly onto his knees, bringing his thighs to rest on his calves, just how he’d been taught.

“You’ve got once chance to explain yourself. If I find the explanation to be inadequate then I will simply increase your punishment, and I needn’t remind you, the list of infractions is already rather impressive.”

“I am unaware of any infractions.” Gladiolus spoke up cockily, grinning.

This was the game they played, Gladiolus loved being dominated by Ignis so much he was willing to break a more than few rules to get what he wanted. Ignis of course, was completely aware of this and took great satisfaction bringing his bedmate down a few pegs.

“Whatever should I do with you?” the words were menacing, and they were joined by a gloved finger tracing along his jawline.

He knew he was in for it now.

The finger trailed away from his jawline, he listened hard, but all he could make out were occasional soft footsteps around the room. He couldn’t figure out whereabouts Ignis was until he felt a sharp snap on his back in between his shoulder blades. He recognised the sensation of Ignis’s favourite correctional tool, the riding crop. He immediately straightened his posture, the pain incredibly intense at first, then dulling to a slow perfect throb.

Yes please I would love this one

While they're still in Insomnia, Noctis manages to get the flu while Ignis and Gladio are out of town for some kind of training. No one wants him to be by himself when he's sick like that, but Noct doesn't want to go to the Citadel and have strangers hover over him, he did enough of that as a kid thanks, so as a compromise, they call in Prompto.

Only Prompto's already sick (quite likely Noct got it from him). But Noct is the Prince and stuff, and here people are relying on him! And besides, it's just a little fever and some aching and a cough, Prom can just chug some medicine and it'll be fine. So he just doesn't mention the part where he's sick and hurries over to Noct's apartment.

At first it goes pretty well. It's wearing Prom out, yeah, but if he takes just a little more cough syrup than he's supposed to and splashes some cold water on himself every now and then, everything will be fine and Noct won't even notice.

Of course, Noct starts getting better pretty quick, getting plenty of rest and attention... and Prompto... kind of... isn't getting better. Okay, maybe he's getting worse. But now he's in way too deep and he can't admit to what's happening now, and it's only a couple more days before Ignis and Gladio get back anyway. It's fine.

It's totally not fine. Noct's up and about when Prom doesn't expect it and catches him dropping the act. Whoops.

+Noctis drags Prompto into his bed and they both take a nap together
++Prompto ends up with pneumonia from suppressing his cough like that
+++A bunch of gentle worried scolding from Noct
++++Get-better kisses

Aw yes, amazing prompt!

I can easily picture Cor as Prompto's second dad or doting uncle, but I'm kinda curious about the kind of relationship he would have with Ardyn?

OP - Very loving but dysfunctional - Ardyn has difficulty taking care himself, much less a smaller more helpless human, but he loves his Sunshine Child because who wouldn't. And kinda overprotective from constant fear that somehow some way this will all be taken from him cus that's how it goes.

And lots of dad trolling. So much dad trolling.

I - uh maybe spent way too much time thinking about this.

YES

Sex pollen is 100% a well-known and acknowledge thing on. Ignis, ever pragmatic soul that he is, decides that they should pre-negotiate consent just in case.

-The bros being the bros, they all end arguing anout it for hours.
-Pronpto suggest flipppng a coin or rick-paper-scissors for it.
-Gladio at one point gets his pollen consent tevoked for being a dick.
-Noct is no one's pick and sulks about it to no end.

break my heart please

+1000 pls

Sonds disburbing in a wonderful and intresting way, please I also want this so badly!

Yessss I want this

I AM ON THIS. Ok, but not going to lie, I'm a slow ass writer so if someone wants to fill this ASAP be my guest...but I WILL WRITE THIS TOO (eventually).

Or, the one where MT!Prompto has no intention of being one-in-a-million.

Prompto, aided by a poorly maintained cctv system, a lot of luck, and possibly a bit of intervention by Shiva, escaped his training facility fourteen years after his commissioning. Two years later, he went back for the first time. It wouldn't be the last. (Niflheim never thought to secure their bases against rogue Magitek.)

King Regis would like to know a few things. Who 'Mercury' is, how he manages to get his hands on so many niff documents, why all his couriers operate exclusively at night against all reason and self-preservation, where the dozens of identical shell-shocked kids he keeps sending them come from... Little things like that.

Prince Noctis would mostly like to know why all of said children start giggling when they see him.

+Luna is enlisted in this via Gentiana to treat the escapees' scourge infections
++Prompto and Luna having a long distance friendship

Oooh my god yes

Yes savae all the MTs!!!!

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Prompt Post Round Five

Ardyn/Noct Starscourge tentacles

Post-game Carbuncle guides the the Bros to Noctis in the afterlife

Ignis had abusive parents

Re: Ardyn + Cor + Prompto, Dysfunctional escaped lab rat family

gladio+ iris+ noctis - vampire Amicitias

Re: Post-game Carbuncle guides the the Bros to Noctis in the afterlife

Re: GladNoct and Promnis, de-aged Gladio and Noctis

Re: Noctis/Prompto: "Just Friends"

Re: Fill Part 2/3 : Dad!Cor + Prompto Ruins Cor's Intimidating Facade

Above is Part 3/3

Potential?FIll Re: Ignis/Gladio, dirty talk, D/s, dom Ignis

Re: Noctis and Ignis, the Gladio Defense Squad

Gen or Prompto/Noctis, illness and caretaking

Re: Ardyn + Cor + Prompto, Dysfunctional escaped lab rat family

Re: Ardyn + Cor + Prompto, Dysfunctional escaped lab rat family

Re: Gladio/Prompto + Noct

Any/Any, Pre-arranged consent, sex pollen

Re: GladNoct and Promnis, de-aged Gladio and Noctis

Re: Established Gladnoct turns abusive post-Altissia

Re: Established Gladnoct turns abusive post-Altissia

Re: Gen or Prompto/Noctis, illness and caretaking

Re: 213 Things Nyx Ulric is not allowed to do in the Kingsglaive

Promptis: Not Without My Brothers

Re: Any/Any, Pre-arranged consent, sex pollen

Re: Promptis: Not Without My Brothers