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Re: Noct/Any or gen - Noct gets comforted
Date: 2018-01-09 02:26 pm (UTC)Re: Noct/Any or gen - Noct gets comforted
Date: 2018-01-09 02:34 pm (UTC)Re: Gen or Noctis/Prompto, saving the day by breaking the fourth wall
Date: 2018-01-09 03:35 pm (UTC)kind of a doki doki don't kill the chosen king club? I love it
Re: Ardyn, Imprisoned in Pitioss
Date: 2018-01-09 03:39 pm (UTC)+1000000
Cindy/Ravus Flirting Fail
Date: 2018-01-09 04:25 pm (UTC)Meanwhile Ravus is too nervous to say anything around the beautiful mechanic in fear that he's going to blurt out something stupid like "Nice boobs."
+Ravus does say "Nice boobs"
++Cindy goes on a long rant about how she's not a cyborg fetishist only to come to realize that she might have a cyborg fetish
+++Ravus decides to show her how nice his arm really is
++++Car sex
Luna/Noctis, Everyone lives AU, Noctis no longer king
Date: 2018-01-09 04:43 pm (UTC)In order to defeat Ardyn and the Scourge, Noctis must use up the entire power of the Rong and the Crystal, destroying them in the process and forfeiting his title as king.
Luna, however, gets her power and title directly from the gods themselves and retains them after the Dawn. As Queen and Oracle, she is supposed to marry someone of proper station, not a fallen ex-king with no magic and hardly a penny to his name.
Re: Cindy/Ravus Flirting Fail
Date: 2018-01-09 04:52 pm (UTC)Drautos/Regis, Hand job
Date: 2018-01-09 05:00 pm (UTC)More like Noctis watches Drautos pleasures his father with just a hand job. Captain gotta make sure the King is well, but like no Regis/Noctis pls.
Re: Ignis/Noctis - mutual pining, takes forever to spit it out
Date: 2018-01-09 05:08 pm (UTC)+1000
Noctis/Any Bro, No longer king AU
Date: 2018-01-09 05:41 pm (UTC)So Noctis does just that.
Re: Noct/Any or gen - Noct gets comforted
Date: 2018-01-09 06:49 pm (UTC)One-sided Ignis/Noctis & Noctis/Prompto: Ignis won't get his love returned
Date: 2018-01-09 07:02 pm (UTC)I'm also kinda bias toward Promptis but hear me out. I imagine Ignis knowing Prompto likes Noctis more as a friend which naws at him all the time and he sees the way they interact with each so he's low key jealous. Once Altissa happens (Ignis dlc included) maybe that would have been his chance to tell Noctis how he felt but he doesn't even if he thinks Noctis may have feelings for him.
When Prompto got pushed off the train and Ignis calls Noctis, he hears how sad and worried Noctis was, even more worried than he was about Ignis being blind. At that moment, Ignis believed he doesn't have a chance with Noctis anymore.
+More focused on Ignis realizing that yes, he really loves Noctis and the heart ache of knowing his feelings won't be returned.
+Prompto doesn't know Ignis loved Noctis so much but almost everyone know how he feels about Noctis
+It is blatantly mutual between Noctis and Prompto once all of Gralea stuff happen
+Gladio tries to comfort Ignis in all this but Ignis just waves him off, being a supportive friend is good enough
Re: AU - Long-lost Prince walks into (Prompto's) convenience store
Date: 2018-01-09 07:41 pm (UTC)Re: AU - Long-lost Prince walks into (Prompto's) convenience store
Date: 2018-01-09 08:54 pm (UTC)Ignis/Ravus, mutual pining
Date: 2018-01-09 10:21 pm (UTC)+touch-starved Ravus
++top Ignis if it gets to that
+++AU where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts
Re: Promptis or Gen, Ignis and Gladio Realizing What Noctis Sees in Prompto
Date: 2018-01-09 10:27 pm (UTC)Seconded!
Re: Ignis/Prompto, undercover as owner/slave
Date: 2018-01-09 10:49 pm (UTC)Re: Fill (4/?) Re: Monster!Ardyn/Prompto AU, learning how to be human
Date: 2018-01-09 10:52 pm (UTC)And reunion will be coming down the line, though the bros meeting Ardyn is still a bit away. They're definitely going to be a bit surprised at who Prompto's befriended!
Re: Fill (4/?) Re: Monster!Ardyn/Prompto AU, learning how to be human
Date: 2018-01-09 10:52 pm (UTC)Luna/Any, caring for the caretaker
Date: 2018-01-09 11:08 pm (UTC)I'm partial to Lunoct bit any pairing is fine. Surprise me, nonnies!
Re: Fill (5/?) Re: Monster!Ardyn/Prompto AU, learning how to be human
Date: 2018-01-10 12:35 am (UTC)“You’re losing it, Argentum,” he said, and kicked the skulls aside. He was bored, so very bored. And increasingly chilly, his shirt now in Ardyn’s care, leaving him with only his vest. He tugged it closer around him, not that it did much, and rubbed his arms. Ardyn had left hours ago, and made it very clear Prompto was to stay put while he was gone. And thing was, Prompto was mostly fine with that. He was a guy with a gun and a little bit of training. He sure couldn’t take on hordes of daemons alone. But Ardyn could’ve at least left him a book or something.
His slumped down into the bedding, tugging one of the banners around his shoulders and listlessly scanning the room for the millionth time, before his eyes caught on a scrap of black moth eaten silk. He sat up, letting the banner fall away and crawling towards the pile of books. They hadn’t made a lick of sense the first time he’d looked, but maybe now, with the whole mind transfer, he’d be able to read these too. He flipped open the cover of the top one and read the first line.
I am Ardyn Lucis Caelum, and I write this now so none will forget the wrong that was done to me.
That couldn’t be right. He read the words again, mouthing the name. Lucis Caelum? Like Noct? But how? Maybe it was just where this Ardyn had taken his name from. Yeah, that made more sense. The daemon had found the books, and become fond of the name.
My brother, the King of Lucis, has in his wisdom sealed me inside, and only the untainted blood of our line can set me free. He said he will visit, that he does not wish me to suffer, but I have suffered ever since the day he cast me down from the throne, since the day the Crystal rejected me for doing no more than the Astrals asked. And I will turn that suffering back upon him, upon his line, upon the world.
The voice from yesterday. Had that—had it been this Ardyn? But why would his Ardyn remember that? He turned another page with shaking fingers.
When the True King is finally born, I will—
A low growl echoed in his ear. He set the book down and revolved slowly on the spot to see Ardyn looming over him, teeth barred in a snarl. Prompto tilted his head back, exposing his throat. Submission, that was good, right? That’d make Ardyn back down. He hoped.
Ardyn reached out, talons pressing against Prompto’s jugular. He swallowed, and met Ardyn’s eyes, blazing yellow, a deep seated malevolence lurking in their depths. His wings unfurled, making him look huge. Prompto stood, or rather sat, his ground. No point in running, not when Ardyn could kill him as easily as breathing.
Then Ardyn’s hand relaxed, and he dropped to his knees. He ran his talons down Prompto’s neck, to the bare skin of his chest. He shivered. He could move closer. Ardyn had to be pretty warm, what with the fur. And he seemed to be missing a lot of the black stuff from before, only pale skin now showing where the fur didn’t cover. Almost like he’d cleaned up.
Prompto licked his lips. He placed one hand on Ardyn’s shoulder, lightly stroking the fur.
“Are you coming with me?”
Ardyn leaned in, and Prompto tightened his grip. Which turned out to be a good thing. He squeaked as Ardyn swept him into his arms and dove off the ledge, into the abyss where they’d first met.
“Some warning next time!” Prompto clung to Ardyn, shutting his eyes against the wind. He was going to take this as a yes. That, or Ardyn was finally going to get rid of him, and had decided dropping him into one of the numerous pits was the best way to do it. Either way, Prompto was getting out of here.
After barely a minute they landed with a thud, Ardyn setting him down. Prompto stumbled forward trying to catch his breath and his lunch. He levered himself up with a hand on the stone in front of him, and saw a familiar emblem.
“Oh, a shortcut. Nice, dude.”
Ardyn waved a dismissive hand, then began rummaging through the scraps of clothing he wore. While he did whatever he was up to, Prompto stepped closer to the sun emblem. Now that he looked at it, he could tell the red was blood, not paint, though it mostly looked pretty old. Creepy. So did that mean the Lucian royals used to come here, to visit the original Ardyn? How long ago had it been?
A light tap on his shoulder, and he turned around to see Ardyn holding out a small vial containing red liquid. Noct’s blood, presumably pulled from his shirt somehow. And speaking of—
“What happened to my shirt?” He was still pretty cold, and he didn’t think it’d be better out in the elements. Ardyn shrugged, then to Prompto’s shock, wrapped an arm around his waist and tugged him close, the implication quite clear. He flushed, but didn’t pull away, and took the vial from Ardyn.
“So I just dump this on there?” He nodded at the sun. Ardyn shook his head, hold out his free palm and placing it on the emblem. So it did need to be a hand print. Great.
“This is so weird,” Prompto said as he smeared the blood on his hand. “Why can’t you do it?” Ardyn fluttered his fingers dismissively, clearly having no time for such tasks. Prompto rolled his eyes, flattening his palm against the door. He guessed Ardyn had just gotten all cleaned up.
—the untainted blood of our line—
He shook his head, dismissing the thought as the door opened, revealing a giant serpent, surrounding by countless imps.
“Can we close it again?” From the set of Ardyn’s face, the way his lips were spread in what was almost a gri,n Prompto was guessing that was a no. Well then, time to fight.
The arm around his waist tightened, and he only had time to say, “Oh, not again,” before they were up, just narrowly missing a fang the size of Prompto’s arm. But they were high enough and getting higher, and Prompto hadn’t wanted to fight every daemon in the place anyway. No, as much as he wasn’t fond of the jostling, or the bruises he’d probably have from Ardyn’s iron grip, this was still better than being snake food.
The halls whooshed by, and Prompto shut his mouth, then his eyes. Ardyn was going faster than he had before, and there seemed to be a lot more daemons here than in Ardyn’s part of the ruins. Maybe he controlled the population? Like the mice, but bigger. But it meant that Ardyn had to dodge, and a lot, and Prompto was suddenly reminded of the time he’d gotten violently ill during the flying section of a game, and Noct had laughed his ass off, then complained when Prompto had thrown up in his toilet. Well, it wouldn’t happen this time. Prompto was made of stronger stuff now.
He just really hoped they landed soon.
Luckily he got his wish, Ardyn again setting him gently on his feet. Less luckily, the way before them was shut.
“Please tell me we don’t need more blood.” He braced himself against a wall, leaning down and willing his stomach to settle. Out of here soon. Hopefully soon. He stood one breath, then another, and dared to look up. Ardyn was staring down the corridor, ears flicking back and forth. When he saw Prompto watching, he held a talon to his lips, then nodded at the door.
It was opening.
“Sweet Shiva,” Prompto said. It still wasn’t wide enough for him to get through, but he could smell fresh air, and saw the faintest sliver of moonlight. It was night. Of course, the door only opened at night. Which meant more daemons out there. And, ugh, probably more flying. Maybe they could find somewhere to hide for the night. Or just fight all the daemons. He might even prefer that right now.
Finally, the gap was wide enough to permit them. Ardyn waved a hand and just like he had earlier, gave a flourishing bow. Unlike before, he offered an arm to Prompto, like they were about to attend some sort of ball.
“Why not,” Prompto said, placing his hand on Ardyn’s arm. Might as well make their exit in style. Prompto looked up at Ardyn, and was just opening his mouth to say something, maybe thank you, when Ardyn froze. Prompto slowly turned to see what he was looking at.
“Ah, how unexpected.” A blond man in full Niflheim regalia stood before them, backed by dozens of MTs. “Take them captive.”
Well, shit.
FILL 1/? Re: Gen or any/any - 5 times the Chocobros got caught jerking off
Date: 2018-01-10 12:58 am (UTC)**********
1. Noctis
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It's late in the afternoon, and Noctis is laying in his bed with his homework spread out around him. He's been working on biology, but his eyes are starting to glaze over. He taps his pencil against the side of the book, mind wandering.
When his mind wanders, so does his hand. Rolling onto his side, Noctis reaches one hand between his legs and rubs idly at his cock. He keeps working, managing to fill in the answers to a couple more questions as his body heats up and he breaks out in a light sweat. Eventually, though, his cock demands his full attention, and he drops the pencil and rolls onto his back, opening up his pants and pulling himself out.
Jerking off has become a frequent pastime the last year or so, as his hormones rage with all the fire of a fifteen-year-old boy. He's figured out how to get himself off fast, but sometimes he finds he prefers to take his time about it. It won't be dinnertime for a while, and his homework is done, so he curls his hand loosely around himself and moves it slowly.
He's getting really into it, pressing his head back into the pillows and biting his lip at the sensation, when for the third time this month there's only the warning of a single rap on his door before it swings open. Noctis scrambles and rolls onto his stomach to hide the evidence of what he's been doing, though his dark flush and sweaty face probably give him away.
"Excuse me, Your Highness," the chambermaid says, "I've just come to collect the laundry."
"Uh, yeah, sure," Noctis replies, voice a little strangled. He pretends to focus on his biology homework while she moves around the room, then lets out a sigh of relief when she finally leaves. "I have got to move out of here," he groans.
**********
2. Gladio
**********
Some guys jerk off first thing in the morning, some do it last thing before they go to sleep. Gladio's tried both of those, but even when he does, he still finds himself with a raging hard-on every time he gets home from training. So it's become his routine: wake up, go for a run, eat some breakfast, guard duty with Noctis, then training for the rest of the day until he staggers home on wobbly legs and collapses onto his bed with his hand down his pants.
Today is no exception. Cor worked them all hard in weapons practice, and something about fighting in close quarters with short swords really does the trick for Gladio. The heat of his opponent's body, the clash of steel, the exertion as he pushed his body to the limit -- it all worked him up so much he barely made it through his shower and the walk home. But now he's alone, and he can pull out the magazine he has stashed under his mattress and ogle Miss July's enormous boobs and long, lean legs while he tugs at his cock, finally freed from his sweats.
He's getting close, turning the page from Miss July to Miss August, when--
"GLADDY!!!!!"
The door bangs open and Iris barges in, and Gladio is too shocked for a second to move, but quickly recovers and yanks his blankets across his lap.
Iris screams. "Gladdy I can't believe you were just doing that right here!!!!!"
"In my own bedroom?! Maybe you should knock first!" Gladio retorts, cheeks burning.
"Maybe you should lock your door!" Iris's horror turns into a frown and then a pout. "I just wanted to tell you that I got an A on my math test," she says. "The one you helped me study for?"
"That's great," Gladio says honestly. "Give me five minutes and I'll come down and scoop you some ice cream to celebrate, okay?"
"Okay!" Iris says, smiling again. "And Gladdy?"
"Yeah?"
"We are never talking about this again."
Re: FILL 1/? Re: Gen or any/any - 5 times the Chocobros got caught jerking off
Date: 2018-01-10 01:14 am (UTC)I don’t know who I feel more sorry for haha
Re: FILL 1/? Re: Gen or any/any - 5 times the Chocobros got caught jerking off
Date: 2018-01-10 01:36 am (UTC)Re: Ignis/Prompto, undercover as owner/slave
Date: 2018-01-10 02:29 am (UTC)But all that is honestly totally optional! I’m not even picky about who’s the owner and who’s the slave in this; I will be very glad with whatever you’re interested in writing, I would imagine.