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From: (Anonymous)
omg yes

Ardyn/Prompto non-con ritual tattoo

Date: 2017-11-16 07:31 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
During his captivity in Zegnataus Keep Ardyn decides he's going to give Prompto a more meaningful tattoo that just the barcode. One that hasn't been used in centuries. The exact meaning of the tattoo is up to you, mark of a royal concubine, or acolyte of the healer king, or whatever else you think of. So he ties Prompto down with access to the skin he where he plans to place the tattoo and starts.

+heavy emphasis on the ritual aspect. Candles and incense, the skin is anointed before hand Ardyn starts. Maybe chanting or specialized music is played somehow
++The tattoo is done with a needle dipped in ink rather than a tattoo gun.
+++The tattoo is large and intricate and takes several days/sessions to complete, and even then only because of Ardyn hurrying the process via magical healing.

Gen- noctis attacked at school

Date: 2017-11-16 08:52 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Noctis finding out that at least a third of his classmates are really guards in training when they stop him from getting hurt during class.

Re: Gen- noctis attacked at school

Date: 2017-11-16 09:08 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
okay, I'm intrigued

+100

Cloud/Gladio, Cloud Is Prompto's Adopted Brother

Date: 2017-11-16 09:46 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I love the idea of Cor having adopted Prompto but imagine Cor also adopted Cloud?

+The bros not realizing Prompto even had an adopted brother (they knew Cor adopted Prompto, and they know about the whole MT stuff) and learning Cloud went through something similar (with Hojo and all the mana stuff)

++Meeting Cloud for the first time and Gladio is just like "heart eyes motherfucker Prompto why didn't you say your brother was hot" "Cuz he's my brother Gladio you're weird"

+++Cloud sometimes coming to watch the bros spar- he isn't good with magic nor guns or daggers. The experiments and mana stuff Hojo did to Cloud come through though one day during a sparring match

++++Cor and Prompto being the overprotective father/brother duo when Gladio admits he likes Cloud like "What are your intentions with my son Gladio" and "You better not make my brother cry if you do Cor will kick your ass six ways to Sunday and maybe I will too"
From: (Anonymous)
Noctis knew when he had been caught trying to sneak out of the Citadel for fourth time that month that he would be in a fair amount of trouble. He was newly-eight and resolutely testing his boundaries, feeling himself far too grown up to be treated like an infant and watched every hour of the day.

He had expected a stern ticking off from Madame Livilla, the usual no sweets for a week and to be sent to bed immediately after dinner. But that was not what happened. Instead, he and Ignis were summoned to Madame Livilla’s office after lunch and told to sit down in front of her desk.

Madame Livilla was his head governess; the one who called the shots. Though he, and Ignis for that matter, had individual tutors for numerous things, she was the one who ran the prince’s life on a daily basis with all the warmth of a glacier.

Noctis had never liked her. She was a cold-eyed, emotionless statue of a woman who seemed to wear a perpetual frown. Noctis certainly never recalled seeing her smile, even when he’d been very small and the junior nannies would play games with him. His dislike was heightened by the fact she was always the one who meted out punishment when he got caught breaking the rules. He was sick of writing lines, being scolded and of standing in the corner!

“I was informed by one of the Crownsguard,” she began icily. “That you were caught trying to sneak out of the Citadel after bedtime yet again, your Highness. This, despite the fact you have been punished three times for the same offence this month already. Was I misinformed?”

“No, ma’am,” answered Noctis sullenly.

“As I thought,” she pursed her lips disapprovingly. “As such, I can only conclude that since you are so very determined to continue to break the rules, the methods of punishment I have been using are not acting as a useful deterrent. I shall have to try another way to get through to you then. Tell me, Highness, have you ever heard of the term ‘whipping boy’?

Noctis felt Ignis go rigid at his side and when he looked around at his friend, he saw that Ignis had gone deathly pale. This could not be good. “No, ma’am,” he answered warily, mouth suddenly dry.

“Generally I would suggest that a boy who so routinely flouts the rules, as you do, deserves a sound spanking,” said Madame Livilla, still in the same cold, flat tone. “However, it is of course not permitted for anyone to strike a member of the royal family, particularly not someone in their service. It was common practice in royal households in days gone by to punish one of the prince or princess’s friends in their place in the hope that consideration for that friend would incline them to be more obedient. We shall see if that approach puts you in a more compliant frame of mind. Come here please, Ignis, and bend over the desk.”

As Ignis stood, white faced and frightened, Madame Livilla withdrew a thick leather belt from one of her desk drawers.
From: (Anonymous)
Noct felt abject panic seize him as he finally made sense of what was happening. “No!” he shrieked desperately, leaping to his feet before Ignis reached the desk. “You can’t punish Ignis! He didn’t do anything wrong. I’m the one who snuck out. Punish me instead!” Inside, his stomach began to do somersaults. He’d only ever been spanked once in his life before, by his father, and he had not used anything but his own hand. That belt looked as thick as his arm!

“Sit down at once, your Highness!” scolded Madame Livilla sharply, cold bony hands guiding a trembling Ignis to lean over the desk. “As you aware, you will be King someday and so your choices and decisions will affect every person in the kingdom. It is high time for you to learn that your actions have consequences. You will pay attention to Ignis’s punishment and consider that this might have been avoided had you behaved as a prince should!”

“Please!” Noctis was sobbing now, still on his feet, clutching at the governess’s arm as though he could pull her away. “Please don’t punish Iggy! It’s ok if you do it to me instead, I’ll tell my dad I said you could. Just please don’t hurt Iggy. He didn’t do anything wrong, he’s good!”

“I told you to sit down!” Madame Livilla snapped. “I had planned on giving Ignis twelve strokes but if you do not seat yourself at once your Highness, I will be forced to double it!”

“Please Noct!” Ignis’s pleading voice and wide, terrified eyes made Noctis wilt. Reluctantly, he took his seat again, heart clenching as he realised how badly Ignis was trembling, his face hidden in his folded arms.

Madame Livilla picked up the belt and doubled it over, moving to stand behind Ignis. She met Noctis’s gaze and held it coldly. “I want you to count every stroke,” she told him firmly. “And remember that it is through your disobedience that he is here.”

She raised the belt and brought it down with considerable force onto Ignis’s bottom. A loud crack, as jarring as a gunshot, echoed through the room and made Noctis jump violently in his seat. Ignis gave a pained, tearful yelp on impact. A second blow fell, a third and then a forth. By the fifth, Ignis was sobbing with abandon and Noctis was doing likewise.

“Please don’t punish him anymore!” he begged desperately. “It’s all my fault! Please stop! Please!”

But his pleas fell on deaf ears and he was forced to endure Ignis’s agonised wails as the belt crashed down on him again and again. By the time Madame Livilla reached number twelve, the ten year old’s legs were barely holding him up. Sagged over the governess’s desk, he sobbed brokenly into his folded arms.

Noctis was beyond speech now, so frenzied were his sobs. Watching Ignis be hurt was by far and away the worst thing he had ever endured. He would have rather taken all twelve blows – or even double that! – on his own backside. Never in all of his young life had he hated anyone with the vehemence he hated Madame Livilla in that moment.

“You may get up now, Ignis,” she said calmly, as though she hadn’t just viciously thrashed him for no other reason than he was Noctis's closest friend.

Shakily, Ignis stood. His eyes were red and swollen, his cheeks flushed and tear-stained. Noctis had never seen him so upset before and leapt to his feet, meaning to throw his arms around Ignis’s neck and apologise until he had no breath left.

“Sit down, your Highness!” the governess barked.

“Can’t…I…hug…him?” Noctis sobbed out jerkily. “Pleeeease? M’sorry, Iggy!

“You will remain where you are!” Madame Livilla responded. “Ignis, return to your room at once please.”
Still weeping, Ignis limped stiffly out of the room. “Now, your Highness, you will sit at this desk and write me an essay on why obedience is necessary for a Prince of the realm.”

With a shaking hand, Noctis was forced to comply, crying his eyes out all the while. The finished article was so tear-splattered that he wondered how she could even read it.

All the while as he wrote, Noctis’s stomach tied itself into knot after knot. Because of his bad behaviour, Ignis had been beaten and all Noctis had had to do was write an essay. Ignis had been hurt – likely badly bruised – yet Noctis was untouched because he was a prince. It wasn’t fair.

Would Iggy hate him? Would he never want to be his friend again if it meant he could be thrashed every time Noctis screwed up or misbehaved?

Noctis knew his conscience would not rest until he had been punished too with the same severity. But he also knew that Madame Livilla would not beat him as she had beaten Ignis because his father was the king – and he was too afraid to even try to argue with her in case she brought Ignis back down from his room to beat him again! And it was not like he could to interrupt his father and the council and demand a spanking to make him feel better!

Once Madame Livilla finally dismissed him, one of Noctis’s recent history lessons sprang to mind as he fled the room. In the olden days, some soldiers used to beat themselves in order to toughen their bodies. If he could find a sturdy belt, he could flog himself so that he had shared Iggy’s punishment. And he could show his friend the bruises to testify that he had never wanted Ignis to suffer on his behalf.

Where was he to get a big belt like that though? He was too little to wear one and Iggy wore those elastic things that buttoned onto his pants and went over his shoulders…whatever they were called. Gladio didn’t wear one, nor did any of his tutors. In fact, no one he knew seemed to wear a belt on a regular basis.

…Wait a minute!

Uncle Cor always wore a sword belt! He was never without his katana. Surely there had to be one spare in his office!

Tearfully determined to do the right thing, Noctis headed off for the Crownsguard offices.

OT4 + Drooling

Date: 2017-11-16 10:01 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
The bros discover they really like seeing each other covered in drool among other things so they have one of them wear a gag all day

+Drooling on each other while kissing, just to see the desperation to kiss while wearing the gags

++Drooling at dinner to the point wjere hand feeding them makes it messier

Drooling all over their ass and watching someone eat it out

Prpmpto + Noctis, Fake friendship turned real

Date: 2017-11-16 10:21 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Regis sent his son to public school so he could socialize, so when he hears that Noctis hasn't made a single he may as well pull him out at the end of the semester. Not wanting to go back private tutors, Noctis comes up with a plan: he'll find someone to pretend to be his friend until the end of the semester so his dad won't pull him out of school. And well that weird quiet kid with the camera seems tolerable enough...

He didn't expect to end up a real best friend, that's for sure.

Noctis - birth denial

Date: 2017-11-16 10:44 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Really really wanting to see something with Noctis (mpreg, fem, s'all good) in labor and someone (or something) physically preventing him from giving birth, or he's fighting against his own body to prevent the labor from progressing.

++Any bro pairing/OT4 is fine. Am not picky with who the father is either
+++++++++PAIN. The baby thrashing around as it wants to come out and Noct's in an insane amount of pain
From: (Anonymous)
In an AU where none of the Starscourge stuff happened or where Noct survived, Noct, as Prince/King, is basically obliged to provide an heir. Only he's an omega, and pregnancy is too risky/unseemly/whatever to put him through. So omega Ignis is chosen as a surrogate, and, through IVF, impregnated with Noct's baby (I don't mind who the father is so long as it's not Ignis).

Please no fluffy pregnancy crack, but wouldn't mind angstier tropes if you want to include them.

+ any relationship except Ignoct
++ Ignis doesn't actually want to be pregnant, but he's pressured into it without Noct's knowledge. Noct thinks (at least to begin with) he's happy to do it

Gen, Noctis, Bad drug/alcohol interaction

Date: 2017-11-16 11:51 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Between the chronic pain from the Marilith, the fatigue from the Crystal, and his depression and PTSD, Noctis has a veritable pharmacy running through his veins. He does not need to be adding booze to the mixture, especialli underage and unsupervised, but that exactly what he does during a night of adolescent rebellion.
From: (Anonymous)
Omg OP is crying, you are amazing thank you! My poor babies I want to hug them

Re: Gen, Noctis, Bad drug/alcohol interaction

Date: 2017-11-17 12:14 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
this could be interesting

+100
From: (Anonymous)
Of course chocobos would be the only thing that could distract Prompto from his assignment lol
And how will Ardyn’s plan fare now that his very efficient assistant is helping??
(Not as planned I bet XD)
I can’t wait to see what shenanigans they get up to next!!

Re: Gen- noctis attacked at school

Date: 2017-11-17 01:58 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
that ctually makes a sense. And gives opputunity to some really hillarious stuf like:

Some students are either Crownsguard or Kingsglive trainees, always armed. Tallest guy in the class who claims to have growing sprout early is actually 25 five, had to wax his face, do botox and take stuff unbalancing his hormones to cause acne and other skin problems. Shy girl always sitting by the window is actually baby-faced magical prodigy, who for safety mensurements always keeps handgun on her. Chubby boy seated next to door is actually very skinny, but hides shitload of potions and medical supplies under his clothes. Few "bigger" students sittig next to Noct wear bulletproof vests for every class, ready to become living shields in case of attack. Hearing aid worn by busty brunette is just really ugly earpiece. Smart-ass looking kid with glasses, have 10/10 vision, but there is camera concealed in his spectacles.
"Surprisingly" whole class have very low rate of missed classes.

Every single teacher in school is in fact either Crownsguard or Glaive who happens to know something about other things than asskicking. Even old biology teacher is in fact retired hand to hand trainer, still able to beat new recruits into pulp.
Every table hides small panic button, looking like metal bolt(accident allarms happens, but are quickly dissmissed). there are at least 4 hidden cameras in every classroom, corridors, gyms, bathrooms and changing rooms are also monitored. Windows are made of hardened, bulletproof glass. Doors only look like made of hardwood (metal inside).

From: (Anonymous)
Ahhhh poor babies... This is so good!

OT4, Food Play

Date: 2017-11-17 03:12 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
The bros will experiment with food,

+At the dinner table, Ignis served everyone dinner in the nude. Drinks served via mouth to mouth until it just ends up dribbling down their faces while making out

++Ignis wants to "decorate his cake"- spreading icing on Gladio's dick with a cherry at the head- Gladio fucks Ignis afterward so the icing is in his ass

+++Ignis just sprays whipped cream straight into Prompto's asshole until he's dripping- Prompto then eats Gladio's cum from Ignis's ass while Noctis eats the whipped cream from Prompto's ass

++++While that happens, Ignis is sucking the left over icing off Gladio's dick
From: (Anonymous)
SO VERY HERE FOR THIS!
if I've ever actually experienced ffvii in real life I so would write it.
From: (Anonymous)
Pre-game Insomnia: There's an attempt to kidnap or assassinate Noctis while he's at school, he holds them off on his own for a while before the Kingsglaive warp in and handle it. A terrified crowd of students and teachers witness the whole thing.

++POV of either one of the Glaives or one Noctis' students or teachers.

Re: Gen, Noctis, Bad drug/alcohol interaction

Date: 2017-11-17 04:37 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Oh, yes.

+1000

Gen; Cor protecting small Noctis

Date: 2017-11-17 04:40 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I just want to see anything with Uncle!Cor protecting little Noctis.
From: (Anonymous)
The glaives, already well established and experienced, are getting a little too cocky for Drautos' liking, so he arranges to have Noctis come in and knock them down a few pegs.

They think it'll be amusing to see the pampered Prince try to train with them, but they quickly see that even for a teenager thats still learning, the raw power of Lucian magic vastly outstrips the little portion that they were given.

Amused Drautos watching them all deflate a little would be great.

+Cor and Drautos are two peas in a pod and huge trolls. (AU good Drautos)
From: (Anonymous)
Yeeesssss please someone write this!!! God I wish I was good at writing battles because I would be so on this if I could...

Noct/Prompto, Ignis/Noct -- unrequited suffering

Date: 2017-11-17 05:11 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Ignis has been in love with Noct for years but will take the secret to his grave. He thinks he can survive this way indefinitely, but when Noct and Prompto fall in love and start surreptitiously dating, Ignis feels like he's dying a little bit more each day.

++ Noct totally knows about Ignis's feelings and that's why he's trying so hard to keep things with Prompto on the down-low
++ Noct tries to have a conversation with him about this but honestly Ignis would rather jump off a cliff

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