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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.
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Prompt, write, draw, comment, and most importantly have fun!
(You can also check out our Pinboard for Filled or Unfilled prompts)
UPDATE 12/30/16: I'm looking for some help! Details here. (I'm always looking for more pinners; this is an open invitation.)
I've added/clarified some rules to make life easier to my pinners. Please refrain from changing the subject lines except when filling or updating a fill. It makes it easier for us to keep track of what we've already looked at. Thank you so much!
UPDATE 1/28/17: We've opened up a Drabble Tree post! Go check it out.
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.
Bros/Noctis (any variation of), Older!Noctis is hot
Date: 2016-12-27 05:57 pm (UTC)I'm cool with single pairings, ot4, or if anyone wants to mix and match.
author-anon!
Date: 2016-12-27 07:11 pm (UTC)(Well, I posted it on my tumblr, so I'll probably suck it up and post it on AO3 as well! I was doing such a good job keeping my smut tasteful, too....)
Re: OP
Date: 2016-12-27 07:13 pm (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed! I'd been doing such a good job at keeping my XV smut tasteful, I guess it was about time I just totally botch it all~
Fill: Ardyn/Noctis 1/2
Date: 2016-12-27 07:26 pm (UTC)I can tell ya that I would never do a scene with Ardyn. Don't forget nonverbal signals, always talk things out first and don't have sex with eldritch villains, folks.
Chancellor Ardyn had run into Prince Noctis in the hall just outside of the unused embassy to Niflheim, shortly after his meeting with the King. A young man alone, all in black, with the same fine cheekbones as the King and the confused look of a man who knew when someone did not belong—it had been an easy connection to make. Ardyn had bowed, sweeping off his hat in a grand gesture, and introduced himself.
“The hell is someone from Niflheim doing here?” the prince had asked. His dark eyes flashed with the same, tense anger that burned in King Regis, and he didn’t bother to listen to Ardyn’s answer. He brushed rudely past, bumping Ardyn’s shoulder, and Ardyn’s had snaked out his arm to grip the prince’s chin in a firm, immovable hand. The prince jerked back, scowling, but didn’t shake out of Ardyn’s grasp.
“Interesting,” Ardyn had said, in his smooth, friendly voice, and felt the prince suppress a shiver under his fingers.
Three days later, it could at least be said that the ambassadorial rooms were seeing use.
“You, my dear,” Ardyn said, looking down at the prince writhing beneath him, “are the picture of a diplomatic incident.”
At that moment, Noct was not in a position to respond. His fingers dug into the leather at Ardyn’s thighs, scrambling for leverage as the chancellor leaned heavily into his mouth. Ardyn had come a few moments before, and Noct struggled to breathe as he spasmed around the thick cock at the back of his throat, the tickle of hair at his nose. Ardyn grasped Noct’s head and pushed him closer still for one agonizing second, and then slid free. Noct gasped for air, head back, fingers trembling on Ardyn’s legs.
“We need to do something about this,” Ardyn said, lifting Noct’s hands with the well-bred disgust of someone disposing of a dirty rag.
Noct felt a thrill at the touch, but he knew what would happen if he were too quick to comply. The first time they’d met, Noct had been pliant, earnest in his efforts to gain praise, and had been horrified to see Ardyn’s interest gradually decline until he was banished from the room with an indifferent wave of the hand. It had taken a biting insult and a refusal to be gently pushed out the door to regain Ardyn’s enthusiasm, and Noct had since learned that while Ardyn wanted his obedience, there was no use to it unless there was a payoff. It was almost easy to oblige: Ardyn’s sarcastic tone, his flippant way of turning Noct on and off like a light, was frustrating, and Noct was never one for politeness at the best of times.
“The fuck we will,” he said. Ardyn patted his cheek twice, a warning, and Noct braced himself as the chancellor hauled back with an open-handed slap. It was more loud than painful, but the sting of it sent a rush of pleasure through his body, a constriction at his chest.
“Royal we,” Ardyn said, not without a trace of irony. He rose, and gently nudged Noct down with the toe of his shoe as Noct tried to stand with him. Noct sat back, watching the chancellor pull out a pair of joined leather cuffs from his bags. They were longer than ones Noct had seen in use before, meant to bind the arms rather than secure hands to a restraint.
“Padded,” Ardyn said. “Only the best for a prince of your caliber.”
“Was that supposed to be comforting?” Noct asked. Ardyn thought about it a moment.
“I like to think so. Sit up.” Noct searched the chancellor’s eyes, trying to judge whether this was an order or a suggestion. Ardyn answered the question for him, roughly pulling Noct into a sitting position and yanking back his unresisting hands. The cuffs were indeed padded, and even as they pulled tight around him, Noct could feel them slide along his skin with just a hint of a give. But he was thrown off balance now, and only Ardyn’s hand kept him from falling back.
Fill: Ardyn/Noctis 2/2
Date: 2016-12-27 07:32 pm (UTC)“You’re a bit of a sick fuck,” Noct told Ardyn, straining to put heat behind the words. It was hard, very hard, not to give in and beg. “You know that, right?”
Ardyn let out a long-suffering sigh and ran his fingers over something in his hands. He straddled Noct, his jacket brushing over Noct’s bare chest, and looked down at him.
“While I will pine without the dulcet tones of your voice,” the chancellor said, pulling Noctis’ head back by the hair in an almost lazy grip, “Your disrespect wounds me.” Firm fingers squeezed Noct’s jaw, and Noct opened his mouth. Ardyn pressed a thick gag between the prince’s teeth, adjusting it with deft movements so that he couldn’t nudge it loose. He tied the strap of the gag just tight enough to tug at the edges of Noct’s lips, and Noct could already feel saliva pooling under his tongue as he struggled to accommodate the heavy ball.
“Yes,” Ardyn said, and rested a knee on Noct’s belly, pressing him into the floor. “This is just about where you belong, your highness.”
The hateful look Noct gave him was too masked with desire to have any bite. Ardyn laughed, and slid gloved fingers under Noct’s ass, lifting him up so that he lay at an angle on the floor. Ardyn slowly slicked his cock with lube, watching Noct’s breath rasp from around the gag in his mouth. The young man’s legs were swung up, but Noct, already overcome, felt his right foot slip down Ardyn’s side, catching on the fabric of his scarf. Ardyn rose and positioned Noct so that he was lined up with the head of the chancellor’s cock, and thrust into him with no preamble.
Without preparation, the sheer girth of Ardyn’s cock was almost unbearable. Noct cried out around the gag as Ardyn pounded into him, thrusting downward, making Noct’s head loll against the wooden boards at the foot of the bed. Noct lost the careful control over the tilt of his head and felt drool run down his chin, moaned thickly as the force of Ardyn’s thrusts sent bursts of pain up his spine, laced with senseless pleasure. At this angle, he couldn’t even try to set the pace.
“Perfect,” Ardyn said, and Noct moaned again, no longer able to keep up the pretense of defiance. “What would your dear father say, Prince Noctis, if he knew what sounds you make under my—“ He thrust deep, for emphasis, and the carpet seemed to burn as Noct was pushed back with the strength of it. “—careful ministrations?”
Noct was too far gone to do anything but whimper.
“Behold, the crown prince,” Ardyn said, his pace building, deliberate and deep. “The chosen king of the light.”
Noctis shuddered, and was dimly aware that there was the faintest hint of malice at the edge of Ardyn’s words this time. Then Ardyn’s hand was on Noct’s aching, neglected cock, and he was lost in heat and fierce pleasure as the chancellor quickly drew the prince into orgasm. Ardyn came not long after, and pulled out of Noct with an almost vague look in his eyes. Noct felt his chest tighten with anxiety—had he done something wrong after all?—but Ardyn said nothing, only looked down at him for a long moment, eyes unreadable. It only occurred to Noctis now that perhaps this whole thing had been a mistake.
Then Ardyn smiled. “We’ll have to try something a little more interesting next time,” he said, and leaned down to gently remove the gag.
Re: Bad Prompto, 2/?
Date: 2016-12-27 07:35 pm (UTC)Noct is such a (quietly) smug little shit, I love this
Aranea/Noctis, pegging
Date: 2016-12-27 07:57 pm (UTC)Re: OP
Date: 2016-12-27 08:05 pm (UTC)Oh! I meant to ask you what your ao3 name was in the previous comment, but completely forgot in my glee of gushing over your fill. (Only if you are comfortable unveiling yourself, that is!)
Re: Bad Prompto, 2/?
Date: 2016-12-27 08:09 pm (UTC)Regis/Ignis (chocobros) + Noctis, abo or mpreg
Date: 2016-12-27 08:39 pm (UTC)Preferably Ignis, but Prompto or Gladiolus are fine too. King Regis manages to knock up one of Noct's friends, through a mutual stress relief or secret relationship, whatever. Regis can know or he can die before he finds out. I/P/G + Noct's reaction when it happens especially it he didn't know about the relationship with his father.
Or just if Regis/I/P/G has an impregnation kink that's cool tool.
Re: OP
Date: 2016-12-27 08:54 pm (UTC)I already de-anoned on my tumblr (@destatree), so meh, why not! My AO3 stuff is under the name 'moonside', though I mostly just write Promptis TBH. I have a kink for daemon!Noct though and I've been writing stuff with him so this prompt was just close enough to be something I couldn't resist. ;)
Re: Fill: Ardyn/Noctis 2/2
Date: 2016-12-27 09:22 pm (UTC)Gladio/Noctis - abo/mpreg, Gladio is impregnated before the final fight
Date: 2016-12-27 09:23 pm (UTC)I would love if Ignis and Prompto are there for him and they decide to raise the child together.
(Because the thought of pregnant Gladio has planted itself in my head and won't go away.)
Re: OP
Date: 2016-12-27 09:35 pm (UTC)And yet it didn't stop me from writing terrible terrible things involving them. It's like that gif on tumblr of the guy being put on trial for murder. I would rather admit to a murder I didn't commit than have my internet history made public record kthnx!!!*follows you*! O-oh really, because daemon!Noct is also something that I am keenly interested in. Please do tell me more.
Fill on AO3
Date: 2016-12-27 09:46 pm (UTC)Regardless, I hope you enjoy! I had a lot of fun writing this.
http://archiveofourown.org/works/9082759
Re: Aranea/Noctis, pegging
Date: 2016-12-27 09:50 pm (UTC)Re: Gladio/Noctis - abo/mpreg, Gladio is impregnated before the final fight
Date: 2016-12-27 09:58 pm (UTC)Re: Gladio/Prompto, Gladio/Any: Gladio as hidden Omega
Date: 2016-12-27 10:01 pm (UTC)Gladio/Prompto - A/B/O friends with benefits
Date: 2016-12-27 10:18 pm (UTC)Prompto/Noctis: Pretty Woman AU
Date: 2016-12-27 10:21 pm (UTC)For extra fun, Prompto could be the rich businessman and Noctis could be the hooker. I don't care either way.
Bahamut
Date: 2016-12-27 11:10 pm (UTC)Don't care if it's gen/het/slash/crack/serious. Also don't care if you want to make Bahamut male/female/non-binary/fluid.
Re: Ardyn/Prompto, non-con
Date: 2016-12-27 11:14 pm (UTC)Seconded in the meantime :)
FILL: Tender and Sensitive 1/1
Date: 2016-12-27 11:25 pm (UTC)He couldn't even lie on his left side anymore because the goddamned twins just collapsed on the big vessels taking blood to his heart, which made him all dizzy and gross. He had to eat like twenty small meals a day because there was no room for a full stomach in his abdomen. He had to pee every hour, and then every time one of the babies kicked his bladder. He was itchy. He couldn't get comfortable, and needed help every time he wanted to move.
And he was somehow still so freaking horny. Supposedly, it was impossible to go into heat while pregnant, but Noctis wanted to call bullshit on that. He felt gross, yet still every part of him that was even remotely sexual was tender and sensitive. His nipples peaked and tingled when his annoyed shifting rubbed the fabric of his them shirt against them. He had to stop wearing underwear the slightest touch to the head of his cock made him whimper. He was slick all the time, to the point that he was beginning to gross himself out a little.
Gladio chose that moment to come out of the bathroom, stark naked as he dried his hair. Transparent droplets adorned his muscles, and his cock (large even when it was soft), laid between his legs, glistening with water. A little burst of slick bloomed out of Noctis, making him groan.
Before the stupid pregnancy, that would've been Gladio's clue to smirk, saunter to the bed, and give Noctis a nice, rough fuck, knot and everything. Now he just looked up and smiled softly, like Noctis had disappeared and left behind a life-support system for the precious omega uterus keeping his babies warm and safe.
*****
Gladio thought his heart would burst every time he laid eyes on Noctis, vicious glares included.
It wasn't just the swell of his breast, ripe with milk for their babies, or the big belly that pushed out his belly button. It wasn't the softness that took over his face, despite his terrible mood swings. It wasn't the way he insisted on eating only the sweetest, softest foods, licking his spoons and sometimes his hands and wrist in an innocent fashion. It wasn't even the way he smelled as though he was constantly in a low-grade, because mouth-watering as the scent was, it was just another reminder of his overall discomfort.
It was the entire picture because it was undeniable evidence that Prince Noctis belonged to someone. His cock twinged just at the thought.
Noctis stole a glance at his groin and snorted in disgust. "You're such an asshole. I'm gonna cheat on you the moment I'm hot again."
The idle threat was meaningless when everything about Noctis proved that he was well and truly owned. Except. . . Gladio walked towards the davenport.
"Again?" asked Gladio, laying a hand on Noctis bare foot.
"Don't try to sweet-talk me," said Noctis, pouting. "I'm bloated and fat and constantly horny and you won't even touch me."
Gladio caressed Nocti's leg, the inside of his thigh, and chuckle. "You're pregnant, not delusional. I've been knotting you like twice a day all week."
Noctis' look softened for a second, then he glared. "Well, it's your fault I'm like this," he said, spreading his legs. "come on, maybe I need your freaking fist in me."
"We'll play like that after you've given birth and recovered, Highness," said Gladio, putting Noctis' legs over his shoulders.
A thorough blowjob would soothe him.
AN: I keep sucking at actual sex. Someone take this prompt and write preggers Noctis getting banged lol.
Re: FILL: Tender and Sensitive 1/1
Date: 2016-12-27 11:35 pm (UTC)Re: Aranea/Noctis, pegging
Date: 2016-12-27 11:43 pm (UTC)