Prompt Post

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 Welcome to Round One of the FFXV Kink Meme!

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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.)

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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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Cor/Regis, Attraction

[(Anonymous)]

When Regis makes a conscious decision to grow his hair out, Cor finds his gaze lingering more on his king.

I need this like burning since I have a crush on Jon Campling, Regis' facial model

Fill: Starlight, Cor/Regis, Attraction

[(Anonymous)]

It's more established but he likes the hair? Hope I did okay OP.
*****
Cor stood stiffly outside Regis's door debating whether he should bother the king or not. He'd just arrived in Insomnia after quite some time away on a mission and as much as he wanted to just crash into his bed, he had a duty to inform his king about what had happened while he was away from the capital.

'Well...it's not like anything unexpected happened. I could probably just leave it till tomorrow.'

But Cor was a good soldier and he would not lead a bad example for his subordinates, so he had to make sure that all his tasks were performed in a timely manner. The marshal sighed softly before knocking on the office door.

"Come in."

Cor walked in to see his majesty hunched over a stack of reports, glasses hanging on the edge of his nose. His hair was shining softly in the sunlight and was a mess, it looked like he'd been running his hands through his hair over and over again as he did his work. As Cor stepped a bit closer to Regis' desk, his eyes narrowed as he stared at Regis' hair.

It looked different somehow...

After a couple of minutes of silence, Regis looked up to see if his guest had made his way in. His eyes locked on to Cor who was just standing and staring at him.

"Ah Cor, welcome back! How are you my friend?" Regis smiled.

"Uh...your hair..."

Regis frowned softly as he grabbed at a small section of his hair, the silver strands glinting in the sunlight that cascaded in through the windows.

"My hair?" Regis let go of the strands to shoot Cor a hurt look. "I can't really help that Cor. You know that I need to protect the city."

As Cor caught sight of the expression on Regis' face, he quickly tried to clarify.

"No! You know I would never say anything like that Regis! It's just..." Cor looked at him hesitantly. "Did your hair get longer while I was away?"

Regis blushed as he looked away from the marshal. "Sorry Cor. I guess I'm just a little sensitive about it."

"It's fine." Cor turned his head to the side a little, trying to get a better look at Regis' hair. "It's definitely longer than before. I'm assuming there's a reason for this?"

Cor knew he was right because he knew that Regis had never grown his hair out long. There was only one reason for him to do something new and that was usually...

"It's Noctis."

"I should have known. And why exactly does the little prince want you to grow long hair?" Cor raised an eyebrow as Regis shook his head.

"He didn't ask me to! It's just Noctis has been pretty upset since Lunafreya had to go back to Tenebrae. He mentioned to me that she'd been teaching him to braid hair and he wanted to get better at it so when she came back, he could do it for her. You know I can't bear my dear son being so upset so I thought I'd grow my hair out so he could practice on me." Regis grinned proudly at the marshal.

'Typical Regis.'

"Why you? Why not one of the maids?"

"Well...Noctis is a bit rough with his hands and I rather he not hurt any of them. Plus, my hair's the longest out of all of us men so I thought it'd be quicker to let my hair grow out instead of making anyone else do it." And then Regis whispered softly, "I really wanted to spend some time with him."

Cor couldn't stop the pang in his chest as he saw the sadness in his king's eyes. He had to think of a way to distract his majesty. The marshal took a few steps closer to the desk until he was practically touching it, Regis' head shooting up to look at him.

"Cor?"

The marshal frowned as he saw how tired Regis looked from up close. "When's the last time you slept?"

"..."

"Regis, answer the question."

"I'll go to bed once I finish the paperwork."

Cor's frown deepened. "No, you look like you're about to keel over. You're going to bed now."

"Don't tell me what to do. I already said once I finish the paperwork I'll go."

As much as Cor wanted to argue with Regis, he knew how stubborn the king could be. After all, Noctis had learnt most of his brattish behaviour from the king whenever he was in a bad mood.

"Fine. Are you nearly done?"

Regis nodded. "Just a couple more reports left. I should be done pretty soon."

Cor shrugged and then slid behind the desk, standing behind Regis' chair.

"Cor?"

"Just carry on working. I'll stay with you until you're done."

Regis opened his mouth to argue but Cor just slapped a hand over his mouth.

"This is not a discussion. The quicker you get it done, the quicker we can get to bed. Okay?"

Regis nodded in agreement and as Cor lifted his hand, he hunched over his desk again burying his head in the work. After some time Cor could feel himself drifting away, he had been exhausted when he had reached the city and just standing and doing nothing was not helping him keep himself awake. He had to keep himself busy. Cor couldn't stop his hands as some of the king's hair slid out of it's bindings. It was long, much longer than Cor had realised.

Regis' head jerked up as he felt fingers sliding through his hair. As he turned his head to look at the marshal, he felt a reprimanding tug at the strands. Regis hissed softly at the pain but he had understood the warning and looked back down at the work he was supposed to be doing.

'I missed this. It's been so long since he's done this' Regis thought as his eyelids began drooping shut softly at the relaxing movement.

Cor noticed the second Regis' head began drooping and quickly scooped him up into his arms.

'Didn't I tell him to finish his work?' Cor huffed softly before depositing the king onto the couch for guests. He gently held up Regis' head as he sat down and placed the king's head in his lap. Regis' hair fanned out across it and he couldn't stop the smile as he saw the relaxed look on Regis' face. As the king slept in his lap, Cor carried on running his hands through Regis' hair.

'He really does look good with long hair but then again he could probably pull of anything.'

Cor pressed a soft kiss on Regis' head before he slowly slid his eyes shut.

'Handsome bastard.'

Anyone/Prompto, weight gain

[(Anonymous)]

The party keeps teasing Prompto everything he wants to eat is going to make him fat - what if it's because secretly, one or more of them would be really into him if he were bigger and can't help but think about it every time Prompto is denying himself to stay so skinny?

As kinky or as fluffy as filler wants, but please not anything where Prompto hates himself over it!

Re: Anyone/Prompto, weight gain

[(Anonymous)]

Oooooo, I love the idea of this!! Gonna try to fill this, but I'd want to see someone else do it, too!

Ardyn/Noctis, arranged marriage

[(Anonymous)]

Feel free to go anywhere you like with this, no, really.

Bonus points for Ardyn still being sent as the Envoy (as per Kingsglaive), but on a whim decides that he should marry Noctis instead of Luna, because why the hell not?

Prompto/Noctis + Ignis, exhibitionism

[(Anonymous)]

Pregame/Brotherhood timeline. Prompto and Noctis drunk frotting desperately while Ignis just tries to get them in bed and to sleep off the alcohol in their systems. He isn't paid enough for this. (He kind of likes it.)

Anyone male/Dino, literally anything

[(Anonymous)]

I just can't believe there isn't more content featuring this silver-haired, pretty eyed twink!

Re: Anyone male/Dino, literally anything

[(Anonymous)]

Whoaaa OP, I was seriously going to put in a request for Dino too! Seconded! Might fill it myself :3

Any/Noctis Singing

[(Anonymous)]

Noctis being able to sing like an angel and everyone - the Bros, his dad, Cor - being like woah.

Please.

(It's kind of sad how badly I want to read this)

Fill on AO3

[(Anonymous)]

He anon, I filled this but it turned out to be quite long, so I just went ahead and posted it on AO3. It also turned out to be more Gen than any pairing, and somehow I went from "Haha im going 1000% Disney Prince Noctis" into "oh no im feeing a feel" and I dont really know how that happened?? My fingers got away from me.

Regardless, I hope you enjoy! I had a lot of fun writing this.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9082759

Gladio/Prompto, Gladio/Any: Gladio as hidden Omega

[(Anonymous)]

a true challenge: can this actually work?

Re: Gladio/Prompto, Gladio/Any: Gladio as hidden Omega

[(Anonymous)]

Ugh, yes. Did you have any preferences for the other boys' secondary genders or poly situations?

Ignis/Noctis or Ardyn/Noctis bondage?

[(Anonymous)]

title..
The nastier the better! I'm surprised there isn't much of BDSM within this fandom..



I do think Noctis is a masochist/a gr10 bottom-- (´・ω・`)

Re: Ignis/Noctis or Ardyn/Noctis bondage?

[(Anonymous)]

A dom!Iggy just...♡♡♡.
Se-se-seconded as a potential writernon!

Ardyn/Prompto, literally anything

[(Anonymous)]

I just need more of them. Ideally, something where Prompto has a serious thing for older men, and has a giant crush on Ardyn. Bonus points if Ardyn teases him about said thing for older men.

Re: Ardyn/Prompto, literally anything

[(Anonymous)]

Sigh I feel you on that title. I have a deep thirst for this pairing as well. Lets start a cult d:

Gentiana/Luna

[(Anonymous)]

Anything with these two.

(Bonuses if it includes a scene of Gentiana applying Luna's lip gloss.)

Minifill: Gentiana/Luna

[yeaka]

Crazy belated minifill on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20954570

Ardyn/Prompto, non-con

[(Anonymous)]

When the boys find Prompto in chapter 13, the cell door won't open; they can only watch through it as Ardyn has his way with Prompto before releasing him into their care. Noctis being slightly turned on and repulsed by himself is optional but great. I'd also love to see the boys (non-sexually) comforting Prompto afterwards, if possible.

(This is a horrible prompt and I'm sorry.)

Re: Ardyn/Prompto, non-con

[(Anonymous)]

It's an awesome prompt and don't be sorry. Gonna make that adorable blond cry beautiful tears.

Seconded in the meantime :)

Bros/Noctis (any variation of), Older!Noctis is hot

[(Anonymous)]

After not seeing him for ten years, the bros find Noctis has aged very, very well. Cue awkward boners during the last camp scene and maybe sex as long as Noctis is down. In Ignis' case maybe he's attracted to Noct's voice or he really likes what he "sees" when he touches the prince's face.

I'm cool with single pairings, ot4, or if anyone wants to mix and match.

FILL: Ignis/Noctis, Older!Noctis is hot (1/1)

[(Anonymous)]

Soooo unfortunately no sex, but you can have face-touching and feels instead??? I'm sorry OP, I tried.

---

The dynamic changed while Noctis was… away. Gladio and Prompto orbit around Ignis, unobtrusive but undeniably protective, where before Noctis was always the anchoring point. It’s strange feeling like he’s on the outside.

Ten years in the crystal allowed him to make peace with what happened; allowed him to mature, going over the choices he made and seeing where he could have done better. He has a lot of regrets but he’s learned to bear them without breaking. It’s his body that betrays him now, not his mind.

His fingers feel too big. The hair thicker on his wrists tickle, and the scruff on his face itches. His hair falls constantly in his eyes, lies heavy on the back of his neck. His voice is hoarse.

He doesn’t feel like he belongs.

“Come here,” Ignis says, and Noctis looks up from where he’s running a too-rough thumb over weirdly prominent knuckles. His skin has more wrinkles in it than he remembers.

“What?”

“Come here,” Ignis repeats, exactly the same exasperated tone he used to reiterate admonishments when Noctis wasn’t listening during a tutoring session. “I want to see you.”

How? Noctis bites back the question before it escapes his lips, even without Gladio’s warning glare. Ten years alone. He’s learned to think before he acts.

He gets up from the camping chair, hearing it creak and scrape a little in the dirt. The ground is solid beneath his feet, the fire hot along his front. He wonders if Ignis feels things as acutely has he does now – maybe more, maybe blindness is more of a boost to the other senses than this new skin, this new lease on life. He steps forward until he’s by Ignis’ chair.

“Okay, I’m here.” He reaches out to touch the back of Ignis’ hand, like he’s seen Prompto and Galdio do dozens of times in the short time they’ve been reunited, casual brushes just to let Ignis know they’re there. Ignis turns his palm up and grasps Noctis’ wrist faster than he though the other man could move. He tenses instinctively, and Ignis waits for him to relax before pulling him inexorably down. Noctis has to kneel or hover awkwardly bent over Ignis’ knees.

“I touch things in order to see them,” Ignis explains. He trails his fingers up Noctis’ arm to his shoulder. The leather of his gloves is cold when they reach the skin of his neck, and Ignis pauses at Noctis’ shiver. “May I?”

Noctis clears his throat, but his voice still comes out gravelly. “Yeah.”

He’s looking at Ignis’ face, so he catches the ghost of a smile that quirks his lips. The pang in in his chest is unexpected, so he doesn’t notice when Ignis pulls off his glove until he touches his jaw. He freezes, suddenly very aware of the rise and fall of his chest, the rocky dirt beneath his knees.

Ignis touches him tentatively at first, just a feather-light brush along his stubble. He trails his fingers upward until he reaches Noctis’ ear, and then it seems like he catches his bearings, because his hand splays out to cup Noctis’ cheek, thumb resting gently on the soft skin under his eye.

“Finally grew facial hair, I see.”

Ignis isn’t wearing his glasses; his eyes are closed. Noctis closes his eyes to match.

“I guess.” Ignis’ skin is warm, slightly sweaty from the glove. He smells like leather and the curry they had for dinner. “It’s kind of annoying.”

Ignis rubs his hand along his face a little, back and forth, so Noctis can feel the pressure change along stubble and hear it rasp against Ignis’ callouses. “It stops itching once it gets longer,” he says, and Noctis has to roll his eyes behind closed lids.

It’s not going to get any longer.

“Good to know,” he says. Anything is else is cut off as Ignis moves, a briefly heavier pressure along his fingertips in warning before he moves to trace the bridge of Noctis’ nose, then his eyebrows. He cards his hand once through Noctis’ bangs and tries to tuck them behind his ear, which doesn’t really work. Noctis wrinkles his nose as the falling strands tickle him.

Ignis huffs out a soft amused sound. His hand traces over the new configuration of flesh, smoothing Noctis’ expression before moving lower; he runs two fingers over Noctis’ sparse mustache, pausing over the indent above his lips and the corner of his mouth, before sliding around to cover his chin. His thumb grazes Noctis’ lower lip.

“You’ve grown up well.” There’s something weirdly heavy in his voice when he says that, and Noctis opens his eyes. A faint furrow has formed between Ignis’ eyebrows.

--“Thanks,” Noctis says. The purse of his lips presses against Ignis’ thumb like a kiss.

“What?” Notis says. The purse of his lips presses against Ignis’ thumb like a kiss. He can feel the suppressed twitch Ignis makes, can see Ignis’ lips part.

“He thinks you’re hot,” Prompto says, causing both of them to startle. Noctis twists around to stare at Prompto across the fire while Ignis jerks his hand back. Noctis glances back and lays his own hand over Ignis’ white-knuckled grip on his trousers.

“Way to ruin the moment, genius.” Gladio is sprawled low in his camping chair, feet set widely apart. “You’re embarrassing Iggy.”

“You’re embarrassing me,” Noctis says under his breath. It’s true – he can feel the flush rising in his face, concentrating on his ears. They’re probably red already.

“Sorry, sorry!” Prompto waves his hands around. “But it’s true. The new look really works for you, bro.”

“Thank you for that particularly eloquent endorsement,” Ignis mutters, softly enough that Noctis almost doesn’t hear.

“Quit before you dig yourself deeper,” Galdio advises Promto. “And Iggy – just kiss the guy already.”

“I’ll thank you to stay out of my personal business—“ Ignis starts, voice cold, but stutters to a stop when Noctis lifts the hand he has clenched around his knee and moves it back to his mouth. His skin is cool against Noctis’ lips.

“And that’s our cue to leave,” Gladio says. Noctis can hear the scrape of his chair as he stands, and the startled yelp Prompto gives as he most likely grabs him to drag to their tent.

“I,” Ignis says, and doesn’t continue the sentence. Noctis’ whole face is hot now. He feels guiltily relieved that Ignis can’t see him; he probably looks like a tomato.

“We’re going to take back the capitol tomorrow,” Noctis says. He can feel his own breath against his face, damp and cool in the night air. “Iggy. This is the last time—“

”Noct.” Ignis cups Noctis’ chin again, pressing his thumb to stop him from speaking. The wet inside of Noctis’ lower lip catches on his skin, and Noctis can see his nostrils flare. There’s a tense pause, the both of them frozen and contemplating their next move, before Ignis urges Noctis upward. “Come here.”

Noctis rises, wincing at the pain in his knees – being old sucks – and ends up hovering over Ignis, bent forward over the side of his chair. Ignis has his bare hand on his shoulder while Noctis supports himself on Ignis’ knee.

“Come here,” Ignis says again, curling his fingers against Noctis’ shoulder. He tilts his head up, eyes still closed, and the firelight dances over his scar. His mouth is slightly open.

Ignis’ lips are chapped, but they give under Noctis’ mouth easily, pliant and soft. He has the beginnings of stubble, and it rasps against Noctis’ own facial hair. When they pull apart Noctis nudges his nose gently against Ignis’ cheek.

“I missed you,” Ignis whispers. Noctis pushes them together harder at the roughness in his voice, thick like he’s on the verge of tears.

“Me too,” Noctis says, and tries not to think about the future.

Aranea/Noctis, pegging

[(Anonymous)]

She wants to have him in every way, and that includes fucking him until he's writhing and begging for more.

Re: Aranea/Noctis, pegging

[(Anonymous)]

I need this holy fuck

Regis/Ignis (chocobros) + Noctis, abo or mpreg

[(Anonymous)]

Noctis is going to be an older brother.

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.

Gladio/Noctis - abo/mpreg, Gladio is impregnated before the final fight

[(Anonymous)]

Gladio can get pregnant, and during that final night before they face Ardyn, him and Noctis share a moment of passion (just the two of them or Ignis and Prompto can join in as well). After everything is over and Noctis is gone, Gladio finds out he's pregnant.

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: Gladio/Noctis - abo/mpreg, Gladio is impregnated before the final fight

[(Anonymous)]

I'm not that into bottom!Gladiolus normally but I am super into him being pregnant. Something about the juxtaposition. I would so do this if I had actually finished the game instead of dicking around on side quests.

Gladio/Prompto - A/B/O friends with benefits

[(Anonymous)]

Pre-canon. Gladio "helps" Prompto with his heats, by which I mean knots. Bonus points if Gladio and Prompto kinda sorta aren't too fond of each other at the beginning, but the cyclical marathon fucking helps them develop a type of friendship. Or you can have them falling in love if that's what floats your boat.

Re: Gladio/Prompto - A/B/O friends with benefits

[(Anonymous)]

WAANT
seconded so hard

Prompto/Noctis: Pretty Woman AU

[(Anonymous)]

Pretty Woman AU. Prompto in Julia Roberts' role and Noctis in Richard Gere's. You know it would work.

For extra fun, Prompto could be the rich businessman and Noctis could be the hooker. I don't care either way.

Fill

[(Anonymous)]

this prompt is old but I've started filling it over here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21392542/chapters/50963029

Bahamut

[(Anonymous)]

Would love to see anything about Bahamut. He has pretty eyelashes! I'm going by the fact that he has some pretty pretty eyes that there's something humanoid under all that armor(scale?)

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.

fill: to know peace

[(Anonymous)]

a/n: though this is short I too love bahamut and his beautiful eyes

he kept careful watch over the boy as he drifted between sleep and awareness. his duty as chosen king was burdensome, yet still was not yet over until the scourge and the immortal accursed were destroyed. this was the beginning of the end of the vicious existence of darkness in the land, one that bahamut would see completed fully and without fault. the reward for his sacrifice would be the lives of countless more, but it made it no easier.

in his eyes the draconian could see that the journey to taking up the mantle had not been kind. his life would be forfeit for the gain of many. though an honorable fate, one necessary beyond all, it brought him little joy to be witness to it. it was a burden only he alone could shoulder, in the end.

"tell me about them," he had asked the boy once he'd awaken from a particularly long slumber. the crystal's light encased his body in a soft glow and he glanced at the ring on his finger with nary an expression on his face. bahamut, though, could tell that his mind was overtaxed, and it was all he could do to offset the heaviness looming in his mind. "the ones you have journeyed with since the beginning."

he was quiet a moment before he spoke. there was a fondness in his voice that echoed a nostalgia for the past. "we've been through a lot, together," he started, "even before--before all of this.

bahamut listened attentively as the boy recounted his various memories. though he did not share the glacian's immeasurable fondness for humankind, there were many instances in which he understood why she did. the boy's clear admiration and fondness for his companions stirred him. he could harbor no ill will towards them, and would perhaps continue to have trouble understanding the infernian's deep hatred for them.

though they stumbled, the compassion of individuals far outweighed the negativity of the collective. humans proved themselves capable of both terribleness and greatness, and it was through the examples of others they either rose or stagnated. that is why, despite many complications, bahamut inherently believed in them and their capacity for good. it was why he could not turn a blind eye to the suffering of the people when ifrit has first risen up against them, why he had joined the fight to protect them from the infernian's misplaced wrath. he gifted them the crystal, the ring, and the trident in hopes that one day they would be truly safe.

that is why, as he watched the boy fall back into another dreamless slumber, he felt a pang of sadness in his chest.

Aranea/Ardyn, Sexual Frustration

[(Anonymous)]

You know that part where Noct and friends go into the Steyliff Grove dungeon but before they enter Ardyn says whatever he does to Aranea?

I like to imagine it's but one interaction in which Ardyn finds a way to send shivers of absolute desire down Aranea's spine. A touch, a sweet nothing whispered into her ear. Perhaps they had a sexual (or almost sexual) encounter before that moment.

I'd prefer a situation in which Aranea is very submissive, but of course I'll appreciate anything if anyone's willing to write it!

Re: Aranea/Ardyn, Sexual Frustration

[(Anonymous)]

Mmm...I reaaaalllly want to write this, anon...but it may take a while. This meme is too awesome and I've been picking up prompts left and right!

Glauca/Regis, Non-con + Master/Pet

[(Anonymous)]

Instead of killing Regis, Glauca decides to keep him as his pet.

Re: Glauca/Regis, Non-con + Master/Pet

[(Anonymous)]

Oh hell yes! I'm about this!

Ignis/Any - the other senses

[(Anonymous)]

Post-Altissia spoilers, ahoy!

"Is it true that when you're blind, all your other senses get better?"

Not picky on who, though part of me thinks Ignis/Prompto may work best, because I see him as the most likely to ask that.

Prompto/Luna, Noctis; Fantasy

[(Anonymous)]

Noctis likes to fantasize about Prompto and Luna together.

Re: Prompto/Luna, Noctis; Fantasy

[(Anonymous)]

omg, love this prompt

Noctis/Prompto

[(Anonymous)]

Listen, this poor anon just finished the game. I need some happiness here. Noct and Prompto being happy together, that ending of sadness never occurring, some happy smut happening maybe?

Only squicks are blood, gore, watersports, scat

Gladio + the bros - Gladio is sick, friendship and fluff

[(Anonymous)]

While camping during a chocobo trip, Gladio falls ill during the night, and in the morning he's too sick and feverish to even get out of the tent. Nurse Ignis does his thing, Noct and Prompto try to be useful, and Gladio's chocobo wonders where the heck its rider is.

Nothing life threatening, just something like the cold from hell. Bonus points for Ignis letting his gentle side show.

Re: Gladio + the bros - Gladio is sick, friendship and fluff

[(Anonymous)]

Potential author!anon here - this prompt is so sweet, omg. Would you like to see any hinted pairings/polyships, or prefer it to stay totally platonic? I'm cool with all of the above :')

Any/Noctis, noncon, gangbang, humiliation

[(Anonymous)]

Scenario: Noctis is used as sexual entertainment at some sort of Niflheim gala or something. Publicly used and abused for the entertainment of the Niflheim ruling elite.

No squicks, have fun.

I just really want Noctis being hurt.

Re: Any/Noctis, noncon, gangbang, humiliation

[(Anonymous)]

Yes please.