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Prompt Post Round Six

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Holy shit that was good!!

They know they shouldn't, but they just can't stop themselves. No getting-back-together, just angst.

+ it's been a recurring thing
+ the other bros know, but stay out of it
+ the sex is better/wilder/kinkier than it was before
+ super bonus: post-Altissia

+1 Break my heart

oh god plus a million if it's noct/gladio

To get my friends into FFXV I described it to them as "it's like LOTR but if Frodo had to throw himself into Mt Doom." So let's see it then! Noctis is Frodo obviously, but how does everyone else fit in?

Prompto is Pippin lol

Gladio never shows sadness or cries in front of anyone, causing others to think he's cold and unfeeling. But while on the road something happens (stumbling across a family ripped apart by daemons, breaking a limb badly and being out of curatives) that causes him to break down and when the others try to show him comfort he panics and covers himself like he was about to be hit. He eventually reveals to the others after they keep questioning him that he was taught crying or showing sadness was considered weak and would be punished for it. The others are horrified and try to help him through the trauma. Just some good ole hurt/comfort and angst for this boy.

+His father wasn't the only one to punish him for it
+It started when he was really young
+Gladio blames himself and attempts to justify the abuse

Verse 2, Noctis and the bros brought back the light, and him and Ignis fell right into a relationship with lots of loving, tender sex. Noctis loves it, but also spent 10 years in a magic rock away from his dom, and feels like he's gonna go crazy if he doesn't sub soon.

He's initially worried Ignis will have moved on from their old dynamic, but it turns out Ignis missed his favorite kitten just as much.

Basically just 30!Noct enthusiastically subbing for 33!Ignis

++restraints/bondage
+++pet names
+++++noct in lingerie

dnw bloodplay or any other bodily fluids/functions that arent usually involved in sex

op here i forgot a plus lmao

+++++noctis in a collar

Nyx makes a bet with the other glaives that he can get into Prince Noctis' bed within a week. He thinks it'll be easy: the prince is young and inexperienced, easily flustered when he gets embarrassed, and generally gives off this naïve demeanor that makes Nyx think Noctis will easily give in to a seduction attempt.

Except Noctis has spent most of his life avoiding fake feelings and can see right through what Nyx is trying to do. Every seduction attempt fails spectacularly and Noctis even starts teasing Nyx over it every so often. The other glaives find this beyond hilarious.

After a while though, Nyx starts to notice how much time he's spending with the prince. Turns out he's actually starting to like Noctis, rather than just seeing him as a conquest. And maybe, just maybe, Noct's starting to like him back.

(Would like to be clear that I want silliness and humor, no angst please)

Bonus: when Nyx finally does end up in Noctis' bed, he quickly learns that the prince is very much NOT a virgin

Stakes of the bet can be anything

OP here, ahhhh I'm so excited this is getting filled. I LOVE the start, can't wait for more :D

this is literally all i want

+ 10000000000

A/N I may make this a mulitparter -- haven't decided yet...

They all know that Gladio is a werewolf. That’s been the blessing and the curse of his family since time immemorial. It’s what makes him preternaturally strong and fast, it’s what makes him aggressively loyal – in short, it’s what makes him a Shield. And if, from time to time, he’s a literal beast, well, he’s still strong and fast and loyal even when he’s on four legs and covered in fur, so nobody minds much. Noct even sometimes admits to himself that he kind of likes it when a snarling, oversized wolf appears out of nowhere and rips apart whatever it is that’s been threatening them. Only sometimes, though. Most of the time it’s just – kind of overbearing. And very Gladio.

So they know that Gladio’s a werewolf. Even Prompto knows, brought up to speed the first time he shows up to find Gladio sleeping at Noctis’ feet, taking up basically the whole floor space. At first, Prompto’s freaked out – no surprise there, Gladio is huge and his teeth are the size of Prompto’s fingers – but once he realises who it is, he calms down pretty quick. And then he pets Gladio. Which is weird, because Gladio doesn’t let people pet him, not when he’s a wolf, definitely not when he’s a human. But Prompto has a way with animals, so.

In retrospect, maybe Noct should have seen it coming.

But he doesn’t. Because they all know that Gladio’s a werewolf, but they don’t know that Prompto’s got a streak of the wild in him, too. Even Prompto doesn’t know, as they find out later. Of course, in Prompto’s case, wild might not be – quite the right adjective.

This is how it goes: Ignis and Noct are in town, stocking up on supplies. Gladio and Prompto are at the haven just a little way outside town, setting up camp. It’s been, overall, an uneventful day or two – they’ve dispatched a few easy kills, made some money, and now they’re all thinking about what Ignis is going to cook. No more toast. Something good.

But when Ignis and Noct get back to camp, they find it deserted. The tent’s up, everything’s set out. But there’s no Prompto and there’s no Gladio. Until Noct notices a large, dark shape that, in the evening light, he’d mistaken for a scrunched up tarp. It’s too furry to be a tarp, though. And it’s breathing.

“Gladio,” Noct says. Ignis turns, and Noct points. It’s unusual: Gladio doesn’t usually wolf out unless there’s a serious threat or he’s feeling particularly macho. Like, even more macho than usual. That, the fact that Gladio’s lying still, and the absence of Prompto, all combine to start a worried thrum going in Noct’s belly. He walks over to the hulking shape of Gladio, Ignis right behind him.

Gladio’s curled up. He doesn’t look injured. He’s awake, amber eyes taking note of Noct as he skirts around him. When Gladio’s a wolf, he’s still definitely Gladio, but he’s not – quite human. Noct’s never sure exactly how he experiences it all, how much he understands. But he knows to be careful. Wolf-Gladio (Wolfio, as Prompto calls him when he’s not in earshot) is tetchy, on the whole. Even tetchier than normal Gladio.

“Hey, Gladio,” Noct says. “Where’s Prompto?”

Gladio doesn’t raise his head. He’s watching Noct closely. Noct squats on his haunches and watches back.

“Did something happen?” he asks, belly thrumming more. He knows Gladio wouldn’t hurt Prompto, and Prompto’s always seemed pretty comfortable around him in his wolf form, but – but Prompto’s also anxious, and freaks out sometimes. Could Gladio have done something to scare him enough that he ran off into the forest?

Noct really hopes not.

“What’s that?” Ignis asks. Noct looks at him, and then follows where he’s pointing. There’s a little patch of colour on Gladio’s coat. That’s weird, because Gladio is very definitely black all over. Noct looks closer, and sees that it’s not part of Gladio’s coat at all. It’s something else. A pair of ears. Tiny, golden, cat ears. He can only presume that there’s a tiny, golden cat attached to them, but if so, said cat is hidden, Gladio curled completely around it.

“A cat?” Noct says. It must just be a kitten. For a moment, even through his worry for Prompto, he feels a surge of excitement. Kittens are amazing. “Did you find a cat, Gladio?” He hopes Gladio didn’t hurt the cat. He’s not sure how he feels about cats when he’s being Wolfio.

Gladio just watches him. Noct looks at the tiny ears. They’re twitching a little. “Is the cat OK?” he asks. He reaches towards it.

And that’s when Gladio growls, low in his throat. Noct’s heard him growl before, of course. It’s a really impressive growl. Gladio’s even growled at him a bunch of times, what with being tetchy and all. It’s just never been quite so menacing before.

Ignis stands bolt upright. “Excuse me?” he says. “Would you care to repeat that?”

Gladio manages to somehow look threatening and slightly ashamed of himself at the same time. Something very strange is happening, and Noct’s about to ask again where Prompto is when there’s another sound. It’s the tiniest little meow Noct has ever heard, and he feels his heart instantly turn to goo. Then, struggling a little, a tiny golden cat’s face appears above the dark bulk of Gladio’s side. The kitten mews again. Noct realises that he’s smiling at it, and can’t find a way to make himself stop.

“Hey, little guy,” he says. “Where did you come from?”

The kitten mews again. It’s got blue eyes, and weird markings on its face that kind of look like freckles. It reminds him of–

“Noct,” Ignis says. “Their clothes are here.”

He looks around to see Ignis is standing by a heap of clothes. Gladio’s clothes, obviously. But Ignis is holding up a vest covered in silver studs that most definitely does not belong to Gladio. That belongs, in fact, to–

Noct looks back at the kitten. The freckle-markings. The blue eyes.

“Prompto,” he breathes.

I never knew how much I needed this. If I wasn't so busy I'd take it on, but I really hope someone else will.

+10000

Sorry it took me so long to finish! I got a little carried away and it ended up being 4000 words whoops

http://archiveofourown.org/works/13512912

I hope this was an okay fill!!

Wow this sounds really awesome! Hope someone fills it.

Ooh~ Usually I see it the other way around so I'm interested in seeing someone fill this.

I don't think I will ever be over Luna's freedom in using pet names for Noctis. It's not something that I thought I ever needed, but I really do. Ignis and his introspective bits are lovely. I'm adoring this and am excited for more.

...leads to a bit of a difficult fight. While surrounded by daemons, one or both of the boys is hit with sex pollen, and, well, they immediately try to start fucking each other.

+ Noct is the one that jumps Prompto
++ Ignis and Gladio struggling to both, fight AND keep Noctis and Prompto off of each other
+++ Their mid-battle sex constantly being interrupted by getting attacked by something, but the boys are too far out of it to really care
++++ Rough sex; Noct accidentally biting off chunks of Prompto's skin when he just meant to suck a hickey, Prompto literally pulling Noct's hair out, etc.

Okay, honestly... I just had to try my hand at filling this because I almost died at the thought of Noctis trying to make a child eat vegetables.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/13513512

I hope this is okay!

OP here!
AAAAAAA!! Don't apologize, this is like, more than I ever could have asked for, like, such a lovely fill and so wonderfully written? Sooooo many details I loved. Prompto trying to catch Noct, leading to their separation? Noct begging that he's taken instead?? And this fic honestly does well to be all hurt/no comfort, since, ohhh man it'd take years of comfort for Prompto to get over this (which is juuuust how I like it)
Thank you so much for filling this!! It was wonderful!

I'm intrigued

+💯

OP here, OMG that was even cuter than I imagined, thank you thank you for this awesome fill

Not OP, but oh man, this is super hot and hitting all of my unspoken kinks one after another, including the stuff OP actually asked for which I would heartily second like crazy. Loving the way you write their three different voices.

hopefully op won't mind with side gladnis and lunyx...

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“...Prom’s late...”

Noctis looked at the clock hung on his office wall with bored face. Today was another usual day in the Citadel—the Lucis Caelum Family’s headquarters. Business deals going in and out, three important meetings to attend back-to-back, and a mountain of paper works to be done.

As the current head of the biggest mafia operations in Insomnia, Noctis Lucis Caelum—the 114th heir to the Lucis Caelum Family—had to attend them all, and that pissed the Alpha to no end. The only thing that made him stay on his desk and at least pretend to do his work was because Prompto, his Omega, had promised him that he would tell him something good once his work had been taken care of.

It’s been almost two hours since Prompto told him that he would run towards the market to pick up a few ingredients he needed to make dinner. Noctis had told him to take along someone to escort him, but his mate just laughed and said that he could take care of himself.

There was a knock on his door and Ignis, his adviser, showed up with a clipped folder on his hand. “Noct, I’ve received a report that there’s been trouble at the west district. A few of our men were assaulted by unknown assailants, but there was no clue left behind. I suspect this came from the Izunia Family again...”

Noctis groaned. “Can’t it wait, Ignis? I’m going crazy cooped in here after dealing with the clients. I bet Prom’s already waiting for me upstairs.”

Ignis’s Omega scent was tinted with slight irritation. “I checked your living quarters earlier, but I didn’t see Prompto, actually,” Ignis put the file down on his desk. “This is urgent. Just read the files at the meantime. I’m going to send more men to the west district and ask them to keep a cautious eye to the situation there.”

“Fine, just do whatever needs to be done. I trust you,” Noctis said, and then eyed the something on Ignis’s nape. It was mostly concealed beneath the collar of his shirt, but Noctis wouldn’t mistake it for anything else, because he had also created one on Prompto—a bonding bite.

He tapped on his own nape and quietly, so he wouldn’t startle the Omega, said. “...Igs. You’ve bonded?”

“...oh,” there’s a hue of pink on his adviser’s cheek, before he quickly covered his nape with a hand. “I apologise.”

“Is it Gladio?”

Ignis’s flushing face told him everything he needed to know. He grinned and stood up, enveloping the older Omega in a hug. “Congratulations, Ignis. I’m happy for you.”

Ignis returned his hug, albeit a little awkwardly. “Thank you... Noct.”

Noctis let go of his hold, but he was still grinning. “So is the surprise Prompto talking about is about you and Gladio? He doesn’t have to go so far... Although a celebration is in order, of course.” He patted Ignis’s shoulder giddily.

Ignis blinked in confusion. “No, we... haven’t told anyone else. We do plan to announce it tomorrow, after everyone’s been gathering... Gladio’s inviting Iris, and I consider contacting Miss Lunafreya and Nyx, but... I’m positive whatever Prompto’s going to tell you is not about us.” He looked at the clock as well. “Where did he go?”

“He said he’s going to the market to pick up some ingredients, but that’s already two hours ago.” Noctis scrunched his eyebrows, worried.

“Try giving him a call.”

Noctis shook his head. “I did, but no one’s picking up. I think he left his cell phone behind in our quarters when he went to the market.” The Alpha bit his lip. There was an unsettling feeling slowly building inside him; there was always this wariness when you were a mafia—being the leader of the Family especially, of all things. The Lucis Caelum Family had made quite a large number of enemies over years, and they tended to target not only him when seeking revenge, but also his loved ones; and Prompto wasn’t spared of it. He just hoped that there was nothing wrong.

Ignis seemed to sense his uneasiness. “Let’s put today’s work for tomorrow and go back to your quarters, Noct,” he said, reassuringly. “I’m sure Prompto is fine, perhaps running a bit late. The market is placed in the business district. There are quite a number of office buildings there, and at this time, people are getting out of work. It should be really crowded over there.”

“...alright,” Noctis said. He tidied his desk and put the remaining papers on plain sight, separating the ones he had looked over and the ones he hadn’t. “Ask someone to pick them up later. I’m going—“

His sentence was cut short when suddenly there was a feeling of dread washed upon him. He stilled, his dark blue eyes widened. There wasn’t anything around him that could trigger such feeling, so why...?

Another came in, and now, it was fear. The cold, unrelenting fear, that chilled him to the bone. He pressed a palm to his mouth, willing himself not to vomit here in his office, the other hand supporting himself on the surface of the desk so he wouldn’t fall down on his knees.

“Noct!” Ignis gasped and approached him, supporting his body. “Noct! Are you alright?!”

Noctis panted. He didn’t hear Ignis talking; instead, his mind raced to connect the dots in between the waves of negative feelings that overcame him. If these feelings were not his, that it meant they came from—

He sucked in his breath in realisation. The faint shapes of blond hair, bright blue eyes full of sunshine and smile, with freckles adorning pale cheeks suddenly flashed on his head and was gone in a blink of an eye. That one person who had never failed to brighten Noctis’s life ever since he first knew him; the one whom Noctis had promised his soul to.

—Prompto.

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Prompt Post Round Six

Re: Fill: Regis captures Ardyn tw:torture

Noct/Ignis or Noct/Gladio, ex sex

Re: Noct/Ignis or Noct/Gladio, ex sex

Re: Noct/Ignis or Noct/Gladio, ex sex

any/any or gen LOTR fusion

Re: any/any or gen LOTR fusion

Gen or Gladio/Any "Thinks he'll get beaten for crying"

Ignis/Noctis, D/S, First scene post-dawn

Re: Ignis/Noctis, D/S, First scene post-dawn

Nyx/Noct, seduction attempt fail

Re: Fill (1/?): Promptis, ABO, non-con, bonded couples can share feelings

Re: Gen or Gladio/Any "Thinks he'll get beaten for crying"

Fill: Gladio/Prompto, Big wolf tiny kitten

Re: Nyx/Noct, seduction attempt fail

FILL: Prompto/Mindflayer, Noct forced to watched

Re: Luna/Any and Noctis/Any, The Unchosen Ones AU

Re: Ignis/Noctis, D/S, First scene post-dawn

Re: Fill: Lunoct + Ignoct, 'Devotion', 3/?

Promptis, sex pollen mid-battle

FILL: Deaged Ignis won't eat his vegetables

Re: FILL: Prompto/Mindflayer, Noct forced to watched

Re: Ignis/Noctis, D/S, First scene post-dawn

Re: Fill: Gladio/Prompto, Big wolf tiny kitten

Re: Fill: Lunoct + Ignoct, 'Devotion', 3/?

Fill (2/?): Promptis, ABO, non-con, bonded couples can share feelings