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Prompt, write, draw, comment, and most importantly have fun!
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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.
Fill: No Consequence 2/?
Date: 2016-12-22 04:12 pm (UTC)-
"Allow me to do the honor of assigning your driver," Ardyn said. He dragged the moment out before pointing at Noct. "I choose...you."
Annoyed, Noct growled. "What if I ride with you?"
Ardyn looked surprised, but the expression quickly smoothed over into one of amusement. "You might find the cab fare to be more than you bargained for." The corner of his mouth quirked in what might have been a leer as he swept his eyes over Noct, but Noct wasn't in the mood for games and implications.
He snorted and let himself in the passenger side of Ardyn's car. "You let me worry about that."
-
Noct was too tense to get any enjoyment out of the drive, though the weather was perfect for it, and Ardyn was an unexpectedly sedate driver, treating his car with more care than even Ignis did the Regalia. "So, Noct," he began as they pulled out of the parking lot, and out of hearing of the others. "Are you really so eager for the pleasure of my company, or was there something particularly...lingering at the forefront of your thoughts?"
Noct made a dismissive sound. "I thought you'd be jumping at the chance to 'satisfy your curiosity' further."
"Perhaps it's already been satisfied," Ardyn murmured, though Noct didn't believe that for a second.
"If that were the truth, you wouldn't still be following us."
Ardyn smiling was disconcerting no matter what the situation, but he seemed especially pleased with Noct for joining in the verbal interplay. "Very good Noct. I do have to admit a certain...investment...in your progress during these most difficult of times, but tell me, what is the true cause of your haste to reach Altissa?"
"To see Luna—" he started, because Luna would know what to do, she always did. But thinking of Luna with Ardyn in the seat next to him seemed dishonest, somehow, and Noct didn't finish the thought.
"Ah," Ardyn said, when Noct didn't continue, "the council of the Oracle." Ardyn's fingers flexed and unflexed on the steering wheel, as if he was thinking it over. "Which of the rumours are true, I wonder? That the Prince and the Oracle are childhood sweethearts, cruelly torn apart by their places in warring nations, or that the engagement is merely another political machination, and the truth of their hearts lie elsewhere?"
"That's none of your business," Noct snapped, temper flaring. Luna was—Luna, and not something for Ardyn to make light of.
Ardyn only smiled again, like there was a joke that Noct was missing. "But of course," he said. "Forgive my impertinence."
-
Noct stormed angrily out of the car when they pulled into the rest stop soon after, shaking his head at the concerned looks the guys gave him. It was probably good that they were stopping for the night, because Noct couldn't take much more of Ardyn right now. Another five minutes and blood might have been spilled. He wasn't keen on bunking with Ardyn in the same caravan either, but at least it was better than sharing a camp.
OP
Date: 2016-12-23 08:05 am (UTC)Re: OP
Date: 2016-12-23 03:04 pm (UTC)Fill: No Consequence 3/?
Date: 2016-12-23 07:40 pm (UTC)He holds a hand out, contemplative, watching the ghost shape of the sword sketch itself into being before it drops solid into his hand.
The swords of past kings, but with power comes a price, and he can feel it even now, slowly draining his life away. He wonders what putting on the ring will feel like, what his father felt, sustaining the shields around Insomnia for so many years.
The sound of the caravan door opening startles him out of his thoughts, and Noct brings the sword up automatically, holding it in place when he sees it's pointed at Ardyn's throat.
To his credit, Ardyn doesn't even flinch. "Up so early, your majesty? How uncharacteristic of you."
"Bad dreams," Noct answers. "What's your excuse?"
Ardyn's expression is serious for once, no hint of a smile or mocking laughter, no hat tucked at a jaunty angle, and Noct's surprised to find him almost...attractive. "In this, Noct, we are much alike."
Noct doesn't have a reply, but he dismisses his sword and takes a step back, conceding the point. Whatever Ardyn's motives are, he's helping them for the time being without having asked for anything in return, and that's more than can be said of the majority of their contacts.
"Perhaps..." Ardyn says now, closing the door softly behind him and making his way down the steps towards Noct. "I could provide the both of us a much needed distraction."
Noct's not sure why he lets it happen as Ardyn reaches out a hand to tilt his face up, why he himself leans in the rest of the way, grabbing at the thick folds of Ardyn's coat as he kisses back this time, opening his mouth for it and not even caring when Ardyn maneuvers him against the caravan and pins him in place, controlling the pace. It feels like a moment outside of time, free of judgment or obligation and the hopes and dreams of all the thousands of people counting on Noct to save them from the Empire.
Ardyn shifts so he can get a hand in between them, working Noct's jeans open and biting him sharply on the lip when Noct bucks his hips, trying to hurry him up.
"Patience, prince," he murmurs, though he's not shy about wrapping long fingers around Noct's cock, stroking just this side of too rough and biting him again when Noct moans loudly, forgetting where they are. It's been awhile since he's had a chance to do this—being on the road with three other guys—and never with anyone else, not when there were always so many people watching his every move.
It's just what he needs right now, though he wonders how the fuck Ardyn knew that. "I'm close," he says instead, letting everything else wash over him for a little while longer.
"At your leisure, your majesty," Ardyn replies, only smirking when Noct works up enough energy to glare at him, and so it takes him off guard when he does come, gasping into Ardyn's mouth. For being such a weird guy, Ardyn is a surprisingly good kisser, and Noct's not too proud to let him take the lead.
It's not until a few minutes later that Noct thinks to ask. "Um, do you—"
"Don't worry yourself over me," Ardyn tells him, that smile again, and any good feeling Noct was having towards him evaporates in a second.
-
By the time everyone else is up, Noct's washed and dressed again, all traces of ill-advised dalliances erased from his person. He's even gotten sandwiches and chips from the diner and laid them out on the table.
"You're up early," Ignis says, raising both eyebrows, "and you've procured breakfast."
Noct shrugs. "The sooner we can get rid of my headaches, the better."
"Of course," Ignis agrees. But he's still giving Noct a look like he wants to say more and isn't sure if he should. "Just...be careful," he settles on, giving Noct an awkward pat on the shoulder before sitting at the table and choosing a sandwich.
Noct nods, carefully not tonguing at the spot on his lip where Ardyn bit him. He didn't even break skin, but it's as if he left an indelible mark, all the same.
Re: Fill: No Consequence 3/?
Date: 2016-12-23 08:58 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: No Consequence 3/?
Date: 2016-12-23 09:38 pm (UTC)But in the same vein, I could totally see him fucking with Noct just because it's funny to him, knowing everything that Noct doesn't. So yes, what I wanted to say was that it's really nice to hear that the characterizations ring true for you. ♥ (And I'm sorry for the wordspam sldkfja. I only have one friend who is really into FF games, and they are still on chapter 3 and it's driving me crazy wanting to spoil things for them because skdfjlksaj someone please flail with me about how Ardyn and Noct would have the best hatesex ever. Like probably not in this fic, but I really want to write about them having hatesex during chapter 13, and Noct finding Ardyn's daemon face hot, bc at least it's true, when everything else about Ardyn has been a lie. And no one can tell me that after watching Ardyn stab Luna, Noct wouldn't like to stab him about a million times, and um, this scenario ends in hatesex too, okay.)
Re: Fill: No Consequence 3/?
Date: 2016-12-24 03:48 am (UTC)They would definitely have the best hatesex! I hope you do get to end up writing that fic because that sounds amazing and I agree with first anon that you have been spot on with the characterization which is always nice with these kinds of ships.
Re: Fill: No Consequence 3/?
Date: 2016-12-24 12:47 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: No Consequence 3/?
Date: 2016-12-24 08:50 am (UTC)Re: Fill: No Consequence 3/?
Date: 2016-12-24 12:59 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: No Consequence 3/?
Date: 2016-12-25 12:17 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: No Consequence 3/?
Date: 2016-12-25 02:02 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: No Consequence 3/?
Date: 2016-12-25 10:31 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: No Consequence 3/?
Date: 2016-12-25 11:13 pm (UTC)Fill: No Consequence 4/?
Date: 2016-12-25 08:36 pm (UTC)-
The drive to the Archeon ends up being mostly uneventful in comparison. It's not until after, Noct still reeling from having to fight a god, to the strange brand that had burned itself onto the skin of his shoulder blades after Titan had disappeared in a wash of golden light, that things take a turn for the truly bizarre. The Imperial airship pulls up just when they're wondering how they're getting out of this one, hanger door opening, and who else could it be.
"Imperial Chancellor Izunia?" Ignis asks incredulously, while Noct's trying to place why the name sounds familiar.
He doesn't know whether to feel disgusted or betrayed or disbelieving that someone like Ardyn occupies the second most powerful seat in the Empire. "I know," he answers when Ignis points out they have no choice, yet again, than to do as Ardyn suggests.
That doesn't stop Noct from glaring at him the whole way as they follow him onto the ship and into what seems to be a conference room.
When it looks like Ardyn's just going to leave them there until they get to wherever he's planning to dump them, Noct follows him to the door. "We need to talk," he says, crossing his arms. "Privately," he adds, when Ardyn stands waiting, as if Noct's going to discuss this in front of all the guys.
"I don't think that's—" Gladio starts, getting up to join them, but Ignis puts a hand on his arm.
"Ah," Ardyn says, the corner of his mouth lifting in a brief smile. "But of course." He gestures for Noct to precede him. "After you, highness."
-
Noct doesn't even give the room they're in this time a glance before he's summoning his broadsword and slamming Ardyn back against the door with it. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you here."
"The airship is full of soldiers who might be the slightest bit alarmed if you emerge from my quarters covered in blood." Ardyn chuckles when Noct only presses harder with the blade. "Ah, you want a more sentimental reason." He lifts a hand, tracing a path down the side of Noct's face as if that's something allowed him. "I do admire you, Noct. That was no lie. I've always wondered how you'd flourish once you got out from your father's shadow, and you have exceeded all expectations." He smiles, not the usual fake thing, but disquieting all the same. "Can you truly blame me for wanting—" Ardyn shifts forward, as if uncaring of the sword at his throat "—a closer look?"
Noct moves back before Ardyn can take any more liberties, but he doesn't dispel the sword. "Is that it then? You've satisfied your curiosity?"
"Disappointed, Noct?"
Noct narrows his eyes at him as Ardyn reaches up to pull his hat off, tossing it carelessly to one side of the room. The overcoat is next, then the vest, and Noct feels like things have gotten far out of his control when he's staring at Ardyn in nothing but a pair of indecently tight pants, his bare chest a patchwork of scars that tell a story Noct tries not to think too hard about. "Um," he says.
"It occurs to me that your own curiosity is not insignificant." Ardyn indicates, taking a step forward for every one Noct takes back. "Or you would not have asked for a private audience."
"That's not—" Noct gets out, backed up until he's hit something solid and he goes down with a thud on a soft surface.
Before he can get up again, Ardyn's hands are on his thighs, holding him in place. "I leave this to you, Noct. If you say stop, I won't go any further." And then he's undoing the zip of Noct's jeans and getting his mouth on Noct's cock, and this is not at all how Noct thought this would go down.
"Fuck," he says, grabbing at the sheets.
Ardyn's better at this than Noct would have thought, careful with him, almost. He goes slowly enough that Noct isn't completely overwhelmed by the sensation of warm wet heat on his cock, waiting for Noct to let out a breath and relax under his hands before pulling back and then taking him into his mouth again, a long slow slide of heat. So, Noct lets him when Ardyn tugs his jeans the rest of the way off, when he eases a slick finger into him, when it's more than a finger.
It hurts, but it's nothing he can't handle, especially when Ardyn gets a hand on his cock again, and the dual sensation of warm skin and smooth leather is better than he could have imagined.
"Harder," Noct demands, when Ardyn seems content to drag it out forever, languorous thrusts in that leave Noct panting when he hits something inside him that sparks pleasure through his limbs like calling electricity to his fingertips.
"As your majesty commands," Ardyn agrees with a low laugh that sends shivers through his spine, and then he's fucking Noct in earnest, pushing his legs up over his shoulders so he can get a better angle, watching him so intently that Noct believes just a little, all those times Ardyn said he'd admired him. It's a heady thought, made more potent by the fact that Ardyn is the very last person he should be doing this with.
Ardyn bites him hard on the neck when he comes, and it's that bright hot flare of pain that gets Noct the rest of the way there more than anything else, a kind of rich warmth that suffuses every inch of him.
"This doesn't mean anything," Noct says after, still catching his breath.
"Au contraire," Ardyn tells him, nothing in his expression to give away anything but complete sincerity. "You mean the world to me, Noct."
-
"Soooo..." Prompto says, when Noct turns back up significantly more rumpled than before. "What'd you guys talk about?"
"Ardyn's not the enemy." He holds a hand up when it looks like Gladio and Ignis are both about to air their two gil on the matter. "For the moment." Noct sighs heavily. "Let's just...get out of here."
Fill: No Consequence 4.5/?
Date: 2016-12-26 04:16 am (UTC)Aranea comes up to him when Noct is looking at something glimmering on the ground, wondering if it's worth the effort of digging it out of the muck, and says, without any kind of lead in whatsoever. "You know that guy's bad news, right?"
Noct raises an eyebrow at her. "Yeah...?"
"So why are you fucking him."
Noct breathes wrong, chokes on nothing, and ends up coughing for five minutes straight. He glances around to make sure Prompto and Ignis hadn't been in hearing range of that revelation, then scowls at Aranea.
Who...looks completely unimpressed. "And keeping it secret from your friends."
"It's not like that," Noct mutters.
"Not like that as in he's blackmailing you, not like that as in it's true love, not like that as in you have no idea what the hell you're doing—"
"Not like any of that," Noct interrupts, scowling even harder.)
Re: Fill: No Consequence 4.5/?
Date: 2016-12-26 11:18 am (UTC)Re: Fill: No Consequence 4.5/?
Date: 2016-12-26 12:25 pm (UTC)Fill: No Consequence 5/5
Date: 2016-12-26 02:20 pm (UTC)He doesn't even get to meet with Luna before she's calling up Leviathan, and he's racing through the waves to match his strength against another god.
Noct gives it everything he's got, but it's not enough.
He can't do anything but watch as Ardyn runs her through, can't help but feel that it's all his fault.
The ring and Leviathan's mark curling up over his spine feels a hollow victory after; Noct would give it all back in exchange for Luna's life.
-
When Ardyn shows his face again, Noct feels nothing but inconsolable rage. He wants to tear Ardyn limb from limb, hack him apart with a blunt edge until there's nothing left.
It's not until he's watching Prompto fall off the train that he realizes he's made yet another mistake.
-
The cold outside is nothing compared to the coldness filling his heart, that everything he's been fighting for is falling to pieces in his hands. The more he tries to grab on to them, the more it crumbles apart.
Gentiana's appearance makes him ache with pain for Luna, another promise she's made for him, and he couldn't even give her anything in return.
Her mark is a bloom of ice tracing over his hip, winding down over his thigh.
He shatters Ardyn to pieces with a vicious slice of his sword, but of course, even that doesn't keep him away for long.
"I'm going to kill you," Noct tells him, meaning it more than he's meant anything in his life.
Ardyn looks pleased at that, somehow.
-
Noct doesn't know what the point of making him tear his way through every floor of Zegnautus Keep is, unless it's to enrage him into insensibility. He might not have his swords, but he calls forth the magic of the ring, all the power of the Lucian kings to see this through the end.
-
The last surprise comes at the Crystal, that its use is no simple thing. Noct tries free his arm from the light, but the more he struggles, the more it seems to pull him in.
It's only then that Ardyn deigns to show himself again, smiling at Noct with so much fondness that he doesn't feel.
"Take all the time you need, Noct," Ardyn says. "I'll be waiting." He moves close enough to tip Noct's chin up with his fingertips, a perverse echo of the first time he'd had stolen a kiss, but Noct sees all the madness in his eyes now. "You cannot imagine how long I've waited for you."
Noct doesn't know how he never heard it before, the way Ardyn says his name possessive and all-consuming, like there's nothing else worth taking note of in the whole world.