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Dec. 7th, 2016 04:06 am
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 Welcome to Round One of the FFXV Kink Meme!

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UPDATE 2/21/2017: ROUND ONE IS CLOSED FOR PROMPTS. Please feel free to continue posting fills. Round Two will open for prompts and fills on 3/1/2017.





 

Re: Drautos/Nyx, Dependency

Date: 2017-02-12 04:10 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Those are dangerous words, dangerous words indeed
If you don't give me limits...
Oh I forgot to ask, would you like something plot based and canon based, with multiple chapters, or a one shot?
The idea in mind is better suited to the prior option
Mostly as I always found the absence of a link between the film and game strange
Especially when it was originally part of the game
Also would you be happy about it being posted on AO3?
If I link you to it here of course
I would be my first time writing on the site, just as a forewarning
I tend to just write and keep it private but trying to break the habit
If not, that wont be an issue
From: (Anonymous)
A Diplomatic Incident Ardyn OMFG!!!

Re: Drautos/Nyx, Dependency

Date: 2017-02-12 04:24 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Okay, I'll give you a few limits. Not a fan of watersports and vomiting so hope that works? And yes I agree with your prior option so go ahead and link it on AO3 when you're done :).

Really looking forward to this and have fun!
From: (Anonymous)
OP is only now remembering to wonder whether you're taking this the gen or Ardyn/Noct route. Don't tell me though, I want to be surprised!

Making out with the king in the shrine and encouraging children to cause diplomatic incidents are exactly the kind of irreverent behaviors I expect from this asshole! What a terrible influence. Ignis is going to spend so much time exasperated with the both of them when he eventually gets over the awe. Love it! Kinda wanna see Adult!Iginis scolding Ardyn like he and Noct are equally naughty school children lol!

I also really like the insight of Regis struggling to handle the concept of his son being part of this tragic prophecy. I also gotta wonder now, since the war with Niflheim looses much of its urgency without Ardyn driving it to ever more heinous heights, whether Regis will die or actually outlive his son. I can see it going either way, and they're both terribly sad.

It also goes without saying that I am super excited to see what happens next!
From: (Anonymous)
While in one of the caravans, Ardyn decides to finger fuck Prompto's mouth while humping him as Prompto sleeps. Prompto wakes up during it and panics, causing the bros to wake up too

+Gen chocobros please

++Ignis thinks Prompto is having a nightmaare at first before realizing what's happening

+++Protective bros most definitely

Re: Noctis/Prompto - A way to live

Date: 2017-02-12 05:28 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
This could probably work really well if combined slightly with the earlier prompt about Prompto being Ifrit's priest

Prompto gives Noct a lap dance

Date: 2017-02-12 06:05 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Maybe one of his side jobs is working at a private club or something and he picked up on a few things.

I just want Prompto twerking on Noct and Noct getting hard from it plz and thx.

Re: Noctis can't swim

Date: 2017-02-12 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
DO want!

Re: Ignis is date raped

Date: 2017-02-12 06:07 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Is it terrible that I really, REALLY want this? @v@
From: (Anonymous)
Mmmm, yass, I am SO HERE for a sex pollen gang bang.

Re: Awkward boners on the road

Date: 2017-02-12 06:10 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Hnnnnnng, yes please!
From: (Anonymous)
Ooooh, this is something I'd like to read!

Re: Prompto gives Noct a lap dance

Date: 2017-02-12 06:12 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
FUCK. YES.
From: (Anonymous)
Focusing a lot on his childhood right now, but we'll move on soon.


----------------------

Night had only just fallen on the outskirts of Lucis, and Ardyn ran blood-stained hands over the grey and black robes of his official station. He looked down at the black ichor that mingled with the dusty red streaks on his arms, and wondered for one brief moment if the protections that had been placed on him, the careful control he maintained in every waking second of his eternal life, had faltered at last. What would happen, should the daemons that lay dormant within his bloodstream emerge? Would he shift, turn into something new and unrecognizable? He watched the black blood drip from his fingers, and remembered.

The Marilith. Regis. Noctis. At his feet, the massive, coiled body of the daemon that had savaged the young prince was already starting to sink into the ground, bubbling and hissing. It was too kind of a death for this creature, this beast that would have taken Noct so soon. Ardyn wanted to pull the daemon’s corpse from the sludge in which it was dissolving, drag it back to life and slowly, tenderly, rip it to pieces while its still-living tongue begged for death. He wanted to taste its pain, revel in that unique brand of fear that only daemons could exude, twisted and dark and tortured. He wanted to—

There was a sound behind him. He turned, and saw King Regis holding his son with the same pained, desperate look he’d given Ardyn not so long ago, when Aulea lay smiling on her deathbed. Ardyn stepped towards them, forcing down the delight that sang in his bones, the triumph of the Scourge that burned within. He knelt at Regis’ side.

“Is he dying?” Regis asked. “Can you sense it?”

Ardyn sighed, and took a deep breath. “No. Not yet.”

Regis closed his eyes, and Ardyn wrapped his arms around the man and boy, taking no mind of the blood that stained the king’s soft hair. Then he rose, helped Regis to his feet, and directed the dazed and grief-worn king to his waiting attendants.

Noctis would not wake for some time.

Ardyn stayed away from the young prince during his days asleep. Every time he stopped at the door to the prince’s room, he could feel the Scourge surging forward, blackening his eyes and staining his teeth. Something unnatural lay in the prince’s inability to wake, something that called to the sickness Ardyn only barely held at bay. So Regis watched the boy instead, and Ardyn took to walking the halls of the Citadel, feeling lost and uncertain for the first time in many, many years.


---


“Ardyn!”

The high, cold voice echoed in the hall of the residential wing of the Citadel, echoing off the stone walls. Ardyn turned, and saw the young prince Noctis forcefully pushing at the wheels of his chair, gaining little traction on the soft rug that lined the floor.

“Prince Noctis,” Ardyn said, arranging his lips into something like a smile. “It’s good to see you well—“

“No it isn’t!” Noct stopped a few feet away, panting, looking up at Ardyn with all the hatred that a preteen could muster. “You don’t care if I get better.”

Ardyn opened his mouth in surprise.

“Don’t have anything to say?” Noct asked. “You always do. But not when I’m sick. Not when it hurts all the time. Then you’re. Then you’re gone, because, because I’m—“

“Oh, Noct.” Ardyn knelt before him. “I’m sorry, dear one.” He held Noctis’ gaze with his own, showing him the sincerity that didn’t always come across in his voice. “You know that I used to have the ability to heal?”

“Yeah? So?”

“Can you imagine how that feels, Noctis, to see someone you care for, dying, wounded, and you can’t do anything to help them?” He saw Noct ready himself for a sharp retort, and added, “It was wrong of me to stay away for so long, but can you truly blame me?”

Noct’s frown softened. “You’re never sorry for anything,” he said, in a disbelieving tone.

“Yes, well. Most things, I’ll grant you.” Ardyn lay a hand over Noct’s. “But healing, that’s another matter.”

“Well, I don’t care,” Noct said. “Don’t do it again.”

Ardyn smiled down at him, amused to see the hint of Aulea’s features in Noct’s furious scowl. “Wish, command,” he said, and rose. “Do you want to hear what I have planned for Niflheim? It involves a double agent, very hush-hush.”

Noct sighed. “I have to go to Tenebrae tomorrow,” he said. “To see the new Oracle.”

“Good,” said Ardyn. “I can tell you on the way.”

The prince’s resulting smile was bright enough to shame the sun.


---


The young Oracle was a delight. Ardyn had learned, in his long years of experience, that what most called an “old soul” was often just a person who knew how to listen. Lunafreya Nox Fleuret listened to everyone, watched everyone, and used that brilliant mind of hers to piece together her own opinions. One day, she would make an awe-inspiring woman. It was a shame that her older brother was due to inherit the throne—the poor boy would have to depend on her for everything, no doubt.

Luna and Noctis became fast friends in the course of fifteen minutes, much to the relief of King Regis. Ardyn watched him curiously, wondering if the king were already thinking of setting up a match for young Noctis. Ardyn was still trying to wrap his mind around the modern era’s tendency of marrying for love, but the royal family did throw up a traditionalist now and then. Regis had never spoken of his opinions regarding Noct’s future, however. It would be odd for him to be thinking of it now.

Luna had another surprise waiting just for Ardyn, some time into the second week of their stay. Ardyn arrived in a small sitting room to find the Oracle curled up by the window, a dark-haired woman at her side. The woman’s chin lifted at Ardyn’s approach, and familiar lips curved in a smile he hadn’t seen in almost two thousand years.

“Shiva,” he said, in a strangled voice. The woman—the goddess—stood, and extended her arms to his. Ardyn sank into her hold and kissed her cheek, trembling with the weight of their last meeting. The joy in his heart struggled against a bright rage that rolled through his skin.

“Her name’s Gentiana now,” Luna said.

“Gods,” said Ardyn. “You’re even wearing the same face when you—How long since you regained a physical form? I thought you’d left us forever.”

Gentiana—Shiva—laughed, and carded her fingers through Ardyn’s hair. “Let us speak for a moment, my young king.”

Ardyn ached at the old endearment, and sank obediently into a chair. His gaze never left her, even when Luna spoke, and it took him a moment to register what the Oracle was trying to say.

“I was thinking,” Luna said, when he asked her to repeat herself one more time, “that there may be a way to make it easier. Your burden, I mean. Until it’s time.”

Ardyn smiled indulgently. “If there were,” he said, “I’d know.”

“Still, I’d like to try. Does it hurt you, still?”

Ardyn looked at the young woman, trying to gauge whether she was ready for this. But then, she would not have found Gentiana if she weren’t. “Always,” he said, honestly. “If I let my guard down, even for a moment…”

“That’s what Gentiana said. May I?” Luna rose, holding out her hands. Ardyn let her take his right arm, and watched as gold light began to spill from her fingers. The Oracle pursed her lips, and he felt her magic probing the darkness in his blood, agitating it, stirring the maelstrom of fury to a sharp and sudden wakefulness.

And then Ardyn was being held to his chair by firm hands, and Luna was standing back against the wall, face drawn and pale. Ardyn felt his body convulsing under Gentiana’s touch, forced down the guttural snarl that tried to drag its way up his throat, and tasted bile and metal in the back of his mouth.

“I’m sorry,” Luna said, in a small voice. “You lost control.”

Ardyn laughed, bitter and half-wild, and gripped Gentiana’s arm with clawing fingers.

“What’s going on in here?” Noct’s voice, soft and slurred with sleep, called from behind them. “Luna? Ardyn?

Despite himself, Ardyn turned to the boy. Noct’s face fell in confusion and fear, and Ardyn touched the skin under his eye with a free hand. It came back grey with the ichor of daemonic blood, and he knew. All those years of being so careful not to show his true face to the prince were undone in an instant.

He turned aside.

“Noctis,” Luna said. “I think we need to have a talk.”

“What’s happened to him?” Noct asked. He sounded like he was about to cry. “Ardyn, are you—Are you hurt? I don’t understand.”

“Let me help you,” Luna said. She passed out of Ardyn’s vision, and he could hear the rustle of her dress as she walked to the door. “He’ll be better when we’re done.”

Ardyn closed his eyes, focusing on Gentiana’s presence at his back, until Luna wheeled Noct into the hall and closed the door behind her.

“Same little Ardyn,” Gentiana said, and pressed cold lips to the top of his head. “You always did care too much.”

Re: MicroArtfill

Date: 2017-02-12 07:02 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Ok, Anons - I made a tumblr for the sole purpose of dumping nsfw stuff and shitty, unfinished sketches.

You can find me here - hybridmethods tumblr
From: (Anonymous)
Just a regular anon here, not op, but I'm loving this AU's characterization of Ardyn. Thank you for this wonderful story!

Prompto + Sorey (ToZ) - Purification

Date: 2017-02-12 08:30 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
So I had a thought where Sorey's purification ability also works on daemons and the scourge. Prompto meets him, and, thinking that he's tainted with the scourge, asks Sorey to purify him. Whether or not the scourge is inside him is up to the filler!!

Can include other characters but would prefer the main focus to be on a friendship between Prompto and Sorey because SUNSHINE CHILDREN!!!!!
From: (Anonymous)
Noct thinks he's having consensual sex with one of the chocobros. But it turns out to actually be Ardyn in disguise.

Prompto/Any- Pregnancy bang

Date: 2017-02-12 09:07 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Pregnant, horny Prompto being banged by anyone.

Re: Noctis/Prompto - A way to live

Date: 2017-02-12 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
*coughs* not to self promote or anything, but... (http://archiveofourown.org/series/640799) its not quite there yeg but something like that is happening I swear; everytime I see one of these Ifrit prompts I have to wonder how y'all are reading my mind.

Gladio/Ignis, sugar daddy AU

Date: 2017-02-12 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
ignis is a brilliant grad student struggling to make ends meet
gladio is the heir to the amicitia weapons company
they pretend like the arrangement is purely a sex for money thing
but actually they're deeply in love

Neko!Noctis/ ignis or Gladio

Date: 2017-02-12 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I just need a Noctis who purr a lot. :')
From: (Anonymous)
This was all kinds of hot and horrible and I love you for it *_*

Prompto/Any? - self harm (but not really)

Date: 2017-02-12 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
so, Prompto wear the bracelet all the time, in public or in private and Noctis and the other realize that they never saw him without it.

long story short, they think Prompto is cutting himself so they act super uper nice with him, try to compliment him every-time they can and they are super supportive of everything he does bc they don't know what his the problem is. Oc Prompto is totally confuse at first but totally like all of this positive attention.

In the end, one of them manage to talk to him about it and even if Prompto doesn't cut himself he still have all of his problems, right?.
so, a lot of angst and hurt/confort maybe?? pretty please!

+ one of them is the protective boyfriend
++ something related to his past
++++++ a lot of hugging for our little chocobo bc he deserve it *_*

Re: Bros/Prompto, Prompto in a miniskirt

Date: 2017-02-12 09:47 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
i love this. someone should really fill this ^^

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