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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.
Re: Part Three: Let's Break Noctis I Guess
Date: 2016-12-31 04:26 am (UTC)Re: Ardyn/Noct - gunplay, non-con
Date: 2016-12-31 04:44 am (UTC)Re: Drautos/Nyx, Unrequited Love
Date: 2016-12-31 04:44 am (UTC)Gladio/Noctis/Prompto/Ignis mpreg!noctis
Date: 2016-12-31 05:08 am (UTC)Noctis is pregnant and they don't know who is the dad.♪
gladio/prompto, that trope where they huddle together for warmth and then end up fucking
Date: 2016-12-31 05:29 am (UTC)👌👌👌
also, size kink
ignis/noctis or ignis/gladio, gloves
Date: 2016-12-31 06:16 am (UTC)Re: Gladio/Prompto - A/B/O friends with benefits
Date: 2016-12-31 06:39 am (UTC)seconded so hard
FILL: Gladio/Noctis, Doesn't Bother Me Anyways 3/?
Date: 2016-12-31 06:56 am (UTC)Noctis stops staring at his chest as if doing so will make his own chest grow. Instead he's taken to glaring at Gladio's forehead. A lesser man would grow self-conscious, but it's only starting to piss Gladio off.
“Is there something on my face Noct?” spinning around to face his prince. Gladio kicks the dead goblin. “Or am I so handsome you have to stare instead of fighting, like you're supposed to.”
Noctis twitches as if guilty. “I was thinking about Aranea.” he scoffs airily, dispassionate, “and how much easier it was to have her around. Didn't even have to pull out my sword.”
Gladio knows he's lying. Knows from Ignis and Prompto's account of the Steyliff Grove Dungeon. Aranea was deadly and efficient – good to have on your side, but hardly accustomed to the dynamics of the trio she was traveling with. Prompto had described in animated hand gestures how they had nearly skewered each other when Aranea leapt and lanced on the same enemy Noctis had warped to.
“Yes it's too bad she's not here to skewer you again, or is that something you like?” Gladio doesn't want to rise up to the bait. Because he knows Noctis is baiting him to react. He doesn't voice the roughness in his chest like tar oozing down his throat, scraping raw on its way down. A lesser man responds with insecurity, but Gladio is all about offense being the best defense. “You're hardly old enough for her tastes, princess.”
Gladio can almost see the hackles rising on Noctis' back. “At least she was here.” Noctis spat quietly. So quiet he almost loses it in the echoes of the cavern. Noctis turns to face another pack of goblins before he could properly digest the meaning of that.
+++
The next time it happens, it's downright inappropriate. A group of Thunder Bombs hover as they turn another corner of yet another dungeon. The Thunder Bombs engorge at alarming speed as if feeding off the cold and desolate air of the underground. Calculating the time it would take to disarm each of them versus the bombs exploding like an over inflated balloon only takes a second. Ignis is already Regrouping the kiddies into an alcove, having made the same conclusion in half the time. Gladio whips out his shield, Lucii's magic burning blue in a whisper of caress. He grabs Nocti's arm roughly to manhandle him snugly behind himself. His body acting as the shield as much as the weapon in his arm. “Stay here.”
It was hardly a command, but Noctis struggles anyways just to be contrary. Gladio's attention focus on the blinding hoard of Thunder Bombs in front of him instead, counting down to the inevitable explosions.
And that's when he notices a flash of bright blue in his peripheral. The very same flash of Luci's magic that materialized his shield. Except this time it has dematerialized. Leaving a phantom whisp of Noctis's shape in his now emoty grip. Gladio's stomach drops.
That little shit. He's going to – he'd pummel him with his own – how could he -
“Noct!” Gladio and Ignis exclaims in chorus. Noctis' form reappears within the hoard of Thunder Bombs primed to explode. Gladio nearly misses him amongst the engorged masses of blinding lights. He stand ups, shield still posed infront of him as he tries to run towards Noctis.
And that's when everything turns to a blazing white.
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Re: Redux part 4/?
Date: 2016-12-31 07:19 am (UTC)Looking forward to more!
ignis/noctis or gen, reunion hug
Date: 2016-12-31 08:18 am (UTC)give me noctis hugging the shit out of ignis (we all wanted it, square enix, it even looked like that's what was going to happen in that scene, WHY DIDN'T YOU DO IT), or gladio doing the manly arm-clasp-pull-into-an-embrace, or prompto glomping noct. or all of the above
Re: Any/Prompto, desperation, potential watersports
Date: 2016-12-31 09:11 am (UTC)I'm going to work on this fill asap.
FILL: A Dragoon's Lance
Date: 2016-12-31 10:24 am (UTC)========
"Are you sure about this, Prince?”
Aranea currently had her foot pressed against Noctis’ chest, slowly pushing her weight against him. He nodded, too entranced by the peek of thigh he could see under her armour to be paying much attention. She dug her heel in harder, forcing him to wince and take a deep breath.
“My face is up here, Noctis. If we’re playing this game, you have to learn the rules.” She smirked, leaning down a little. “I can’t believe the future King of Lucis wants to have his brains fucked out by little old me.” Aranea gave a low chuckle, releasing the pressure on his lungs slightly. “It’s quite the honour, honestly.”
Noctis had been stripped of clothing the moment he stepped into the dragoon’s quarters, his legs and arms tied together with thick rope with a speed that frightened him slightly. He wasn’t initially keen on the idea, but after spending a few more hours together with Aranea he began to see what Prompto was talking about - she was a badass through and through, with enough sass to keep even Ignis on his toes and a ferocious level of power that was almost palpable. Noctis was, admittedly, a little scared of Aranea; but her usefulness in the Grove was not to be dismissed, and he wasn’t the kind of man to see such duty run unfulfilled.
“Having some doubts?”
He shook his head, biting on his lip as a fresh wave of arousal rippled through him. Aranea was strong, and had real potential to kill him if she wished. To be at her mercy was a terrifying situation, but one that Noctis found himself enjoying - if the dribbles of pre-come from his stiff cock were anything to go by.
“Good, good. Wouldn’t want you to back out just before we got to the fun part.” Aranea stroked the silicone phallus strapped to her crotch, glistening with lubricant. “I haven’t had chance to try this one out on anybody yet; my troops are all too scared.” With a wicked grin, she removed her foot from his chest and pressed it into his side, gently nudging him to roll over. “I promise you it won’t hurt too much, though.”
Noctis complied with her nudge, rolling onto his front. The cold metal of the ship’s flooring sent a fresh shock of pleasure through his sensitive length and he moaned quietly as his hips involuntarily jerked into the material.
“A little desperate, are we? Well, let’s not keep you waiting then.” Aranea reached over to a table next to her, picking up a small flask of oil before dropping into a crouch next to Noctis’ prone form. “You’ve been fucked before, right? There’s no way this is your first time.”
He groaned, a blush rising to his cheeks as Aranea spoke so casually about his sex life. “It… it’s not my first, no.” He could feel the shame in his own words, cringing at the admission.
“Excellent. I won’t need to prep you nearly as much then.” She squirted a small amount of lube onto her still-gloved hand, dropping the flask to the side. “On your knees then, Prince. It’ll be much easier this way.”
Noctis did as he was told, spreading his knees as best he could. “Is this okay?”
“Absolutely perfect, dear. Now, this is going to be cold but just bear with it. You’re a strong boy.” She pressed two digits against his entrance, gently rolling them around before pressing forward and sliding them inside Noctis. He grunted, but otherwise didn’t make any sounds of discomfort as Aranea gently scissored her fingers, stretching his hole a little wider. “I think you’re already good to go; your friends have trained you well.”
Aranea shuffled around so she was behind Noctis, lining her strap-on up against Noctis’ rear, giving a few experimental thrusts between his slicked ass cheeks. “Any preference? Do you like it rough?”
“As rough as you like, Aranea. I can take whatever you throw at me.”
He sounded cocky - excellent. Aranea always loved breaking the confident ones.
“Alright then, I’m going in.” With a little adjustment, the toy easily slipped inside Noctis, who received it with a high-pitched whine and a shudder. She gripped his waist tightly, almost digging her claws into his flesh as she pulled back out of him. After a few experimental thrusts to make sure she was filling Noctis to the brim each time, Aranea began a frantic rhythm of pounding thrusts. The sound of metal hitting flesh echoed throughout the room as her armour plating collided with the supple flesh of Noctis’ backside,
Noctis was a panting mess within minutes, gripping onto the side of Aranea’s desk for support when she changed her angle of thrusts and slammed into his prostate with each needy push forward. The toy was long enough to reliably touch his weak point, but also thick enough to cause a slight burn as it streched him out to his limits; Noctis loved that burn. It made him feel like he was back in battle, pumping andrenaline through his system and keeping his heart racing. With a soft, studdered series of pants he was approaching the edge of his concentration; he was going to come soon, and he was going to come hard.
Aranea, sensing this shift, grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked back, bringing his body upright as she fucked him harder. “You gonna come for me, Prince?” She carefully wrapped her hand around his throat, squeezing gently. “You gonna stain my office with your filthy seed?”
He had no idea why Aranea whispering dirty things into his ear was making his cock even harder, but he knew that he was very close to finishing. Whimpering quietly, he whispered Aranea’s name over and over until he felt the first release of orgasm, staining the front of her desk with his shame. Aranea’s thrusting became more and more relentless as his orgasm continued, wringing more ribbons of hot white out of his now over-simulated cock, until he could take no more and his length lost what stiffness it had left. With another grunt, he let his head fall forward, breathing heavily as his body caught up to what it just experienced.
“You make such pretty noises when you come, Noctis.” Aranea had stood up and moved to the desk, sitting on the edge of it. “I could get used to hearing those.” She unhooked the harness holding the toy in place, as well as most of the armour around her hips. “Now, I believe you owe me…” She tugged the material of her crotch to the side, revealing the wetness below. “Make this night worth my time, Noctis.”
He licked his lips, dry from exhaustion, and shuffled over to her on his knees. “Of course.”
Re: OP here
Date: 2016-12-31 10:31 am (UTC)Re: Gladio/Noct - spanking
Date: 2016-12-31 11:49 am (UTC)Re: Lunafreya/Noctis + Ardyn, Instruction through sex
Date: 2016-12-31 12:29 pm (UTC)Re: gladio/prompto, that trope where they huddle together for warmth and then end up fucking
Date: 2016-12-31 12:43 pm (UTC)Re: gladio/prompto, that trope where they huddle together for warmth and then end up fucking
Date: 2016-12-31 01:08 pm (UTC)Re: Twilight 3-3
Date: 2016-12-31 01:12 pm (UTC)Ardyn/Noctis, He knew the moment he was born
Date: 2016-12-31 02:44 pm (UTC)Ardyn/Prompto, That Awkward Date
Date: 2016-12-31 03:03 pm (UTC)Prompto isn't sure how to react but hey, chocobos.
Re: Ardyn/Prompto, That Awkward Date
Date: 2016-12-31 03:17 pm (UTC)Also someone made a funny little comment on Tumblr. Like if Ardyn secretly had a maroon chocobo that he adores/spoils named Pookums. If anyone added that as well I would die if OP is okay with it?
Part Four
Date: 2016-12-31 04:05 pm (UTC)Noctis strained to focus, piecing together chancellor Izunia’s words through what felt like a fog in his mind. His back was to the outside wall of a rental caravan, held up only by Ardyn’s hands under his thighs and the slow, rolling thrusts that made the slats of the caravan wall bite into the scars of his back. Ardyn’s eyes were emotionless in the dark.
“You could stop this at any time, Your Majesty,” Ardyn said. “Summon those useful weapons of yours. Call down the gods. Send your friends,” he flashed a pitiless smile, “to do away with me. I’m sure they would only be happy to oblige.”
Noct opened his mouth to tell Ardyn that maybe he would, and Ardyn slid three fingers over his tongue. He closed his eyes and brushed his tongue along the edges of Ardyn’s gloves, sucking the chancellor’s fingers as they pushed deeper.
“No witty response this time? I’m crushed.”
Ardyn’s hips quickened their pace, and he fucked Noct against the wall, giving him no time to think, or speak, or do anything but ride out the pain and try not to gag around the fingers at his throat.
“Look at you,” Ardyn said, as Noct moaned into his hand. “The king of Lucis.”
Noct should say something. He knew he should say something. But then Ardyn’s fingers trailed from his mouth and down his chest, wrapping around his cock, pulling him back into that fog he couldn’t seem to shake. He was dimly aware that he was crying, chest heaving as Ardyn kept him close to the edge and lingered there. Then the chancellor’s touch was gone, and his body was pressed flush to Noct’s, the scarf at his neck smothering Noct’s nose and mouth. Noct bit down on the cloth, riding through his own orgasm, and Ardyn ran his teeth down Noctis’ jaw as he came.
“Yes,” said Ardyn. “Like that.”
They stayed there a moment, Noct sobbing into Ardyn’s neck, come trailing down his thighs as Ardyn slowly pulled away. When Ardyn released him, Noct stumbled to his knees.
“We aren’t done, Your Majesty.”
Noct forced himself to sit up. He was still shaking, his breath hitching with suppressed sobs, but he dutifully placed his hands on Ardyn’s thighs and pulled himself up to carefully, carefully, lick him clean.
(AN. WELL OH WELL one more part to go I think and that’ll be it)
Noctis/Ardyn, non-con
Date: 2016-12-31 04:33 pm (UTC)+bonus for Ardyn admitting that he basically deserves this
Any/Regis, Non-con + Throne Sex + Gangbang
Date: 2016-12-31 04:52 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: 7/10 Ardyn/Prompto (eventual Noctis/Prompto) Sexual Harassment/Non-con
Date: 2016-12-31 05:11 pm (UTC)