#omega noctis

[missregality]

VS Omega

aka being very bad at not breaking the antenna

[ask-omega-ghoul]

Excuse me…you’re a quintessence ghoul right…?

@noctis-ghoul

yeah, why?

[aoife-asturmaux]

omega's turn to take pics with noctis! it was cute to see him in the cutscene with all the ironworks employees too :3

he'll have to keep running fashion report before he can get the car though...

[theskyisbrighthere]

Haunted By Yesterday

This is a 2 Parter that I made as a somewhat type of sequel to Meet me in the Middle. I hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter 1

Grace is thirteen when she has her first Heat. Although it can’t be described as such, its more of a practice Heat for when she’s older, when her hips have widened, and her hormones have regulated. She remembers her mother’s soft purr directed at her trying to ease the mild distress that she was going through, while her mother did her best to wipe the sweat from her face with a damp face washer, the purr only stopping when her mother did her best to explain what was going on. How Ásdis saw fit to bless her with the gift of life. Had granted her the designation of Omega.

The purring had stopped altogether with the next words from her mother. Not everyone was so lucky to receive Ásdis’ gift, and there were many out there who would want to hurt her for it. Those who would view her as less than others purely for who she was. Who her family was. All because evolution had decided to do its thing after a near devastating event that had meant the end for a majority of their people. If only it wasn’t still so new.

Maybe then they wouldn’t be as viciously hunted like the animals others proclaimed them to be.

“You must hide yourself pomètod.” Her mother had whispered. “No one must know. But it will be hard pomètod, you will want to let your instincts take over. To show your emotions through your voice. To spread your scent on to those you cherish, but you must control it my kootioì. You must suppress it, only around us can you show it. Only around others like us are you safe”.

Grace was too young and her mind too hazy at the time to understand all of what her mother was saying. Not until later at least. By the end of her first month, her throat had felt raw and painful, the urge to purr or whine held back lest she make herself know. Her body aching with the need to hug her friends but she held back, only resorting to casual touches, when all she wanted to do was smother her face all over her friends. Her only comfort came at home. Where she was free to burrow her face into her father’s arm in passing, the warm comforting scent of Alpha and Sire wafting up to her nose, the tight muscles in her body loosening in the meantime. Or the indulgent hugs from her mother whenever the mood struck her, and the fairly often hair tussle from her Alpha brother as they passed each other in the hallway or the stairs.

She never thought she’d miss it as much as she does, especially now that she’s in a world where she doesn’t have to worry about hiding. She just wished her family was here to see experience it with her.

Grace comes to with pleasure singing through her body. The phantom feeling of Noctis’ hands on her hips falling away as she tries to catch her breathe. She can feel Noctis’ own satisfaction in the back of her mind, the feeling somewhat reminding her of a lazy fat cat who has gotten its way, and in a way, she supposes he has. Its been a month since Noctis and Grace have seen each other, or rather since they’ve been allowed to see each other. Due to old traditions, they weren’t supposed to consummate their mateship until they were both properly wedded the Royal way. Which meant that instead of the quick official ceremony that would have taken place the night they met, they get the full actual wedding first, which normally comes a month after the consummation, so that they could both recover.

To say that her life hasn’t changed would be a lie. She’s had to leave her job, not that she was all that upset about it, and she has an all-new wardrobe full of clothes and jewellery to go along with it, her protestations about the new clothes and pretty pieces of metal falling onto deaf ears, the future Princess Consort was expected to look a certain way. She wasn’t all too upset about it; the clothes were in her style the fabric they were made out of was just more luxurious. The biggest change though that she was struggling with so far was the armed guard that followed her every where she went, (which wasn’t far maybe to her mailbox and that was it, and apart from that they mostly stood outside her front door, and one was in her lounge room while she slept which was weird) and the new attendant that she now had as the future Princess Consort.

Grace had the quite the shock when she woke up the morning after her Heat had ended and had wondered into the kitchen following the smell of cooking food, leaving Noctis safe in her Nest (her instincts pushing the proud feeling that he felt safe enough to still sleep in it even after she left it) and had found Ignis and an unknown woman in the kitchen together. The Alpha was at the stove stirring what her nose was telling her was a type of porridge while conversing with the unknown woman sitting at her bench with a slim laptop open in front of her, wearing a smart fitted grey pantsuit with black enclosed heels and her hair pulled back from her face in a no-nonsense bun her makeup minimum but expertly applied. The tones of their voices professional and to the point.

Ignis was the first to notice her, as the unknown woman was looking down and typing furiously onto her laptop, and Grace could only imagine the speed in which the words flew across the screen.

“Good morning My Lady, I trust you are well?” he paused as he turned to grabbed one of the two bowls that were sitting on the bench to fill with the porridge he had made and setting it down to the left of the unknown woman, who had quickly but gracefully shot up to greet her. “Come sit, I have prepared you both a nutritious breakfast, no doubt you will both been needing it after the week the both of you have had. I bid you start while I go wake up His Highness, we’ve all got a busy day today and I’d like you both to eat together as today will be the last for quite a while before you see each other again.”

With those parting words Ignis pulled out the chair in front of her and pushing it back in as she made to sit and placed the bowl in front of her before he made for her bedroom, Grace staring at his back trying to figure out what he meant by those last words. Her attention was quickly snapped back to the unknown woman when she politely cleared her throat, and seeing that she had her attention she smiled, a soft gentle smile coupled with that her soft scent that of a relaxed Omega almost didn’t suit her current getup.

“Good morning My Lady, I hope you are well? I would like to introduce myself if I may?” she paused, her smile widening slightly when Grace nodded her head, her voice was very similar to Ignis’ in the way they spoke. “My name is Aurora Foest, I’m to be your new attendant until you marry Prince Noctis where I will then become your adviser, I understand this is new to you so I would be more than happy to answer any questions you may have, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

And Grace, already capable at recognising battles she wouldn’t be able to win skipped right over all the arguments she had about how she didn’t need an attendant or an adviser and went straight to what was bothering her.

“What did he mean? When he said we wouldn’t see each other for a while?” She tacked on that last sentence at Aurora’s confused look before reaching for the spoon that was already on the bench, Grace only just now realising that it was set for two, the seat to the right of her also set. Gesturing for Aurora to sit down again, she closed her laptop as she sat, and waited for Grace to swallow the mouthful of porridge she had taken.

“For traditions sake of course His Highness and yourself will be separated until the wedding, which will be in about a month but to be more precise it will be in approximately twenty-five days. As I said before it's to keep to tradition where this is more a celebration of the Union. We normally have the ceremony mere minutes before the Mating cycle kicks in for both parties, of course that’s only if they are a Fated Pair. Liberties have been taken this time of course due to the circumstances.”

Grace flinched, and Aurora did her best to pretend that she didn’t, but her scent gave her away as Grace could smell the mild spice of sympathy mixed into the lavender and pine of her scent. But whatever she was about to say was forgotten as she could feel the tug of Noctis’ mind at her and her eyes shot up into the direction of her bedroom as Noctis into view, Ignis following behind him before overtaking him to fill up Noctis’ own bowl of porridge before setting it down to the left of me into the empty space. Noctis paused rubbing at his before looking around the kitchen and landing on her and her heart skipped a beat when he smiled at her, his features still soft from sleep his rumpled clothes and his hair wild, Grace wondered how she would be able to survive twenty-five days without seeing him. But she pushed the thought from her mind as he came closer to her, flopping into the seat next to her and pushing his face into her neck and pressing a gentle kiss to the claim he left on her skin. Grace felt herself relax as she smelt their combined scents, the green apples and caramel scent being flung in all directions due to his very un-prince like flop.

Twenty-five days was definitely longer than she remembered, the only relief they both had was the dreams, and the fact they could feel each other at all times. Which almost felt like breaking the rules and when she brought it up with Aurora while they were at the modiste, she laughed at her.

“It’s a loophole, one that the Crown and everyone else ignores.” She had laughed. “I think it’s so that they don’t have to deal with a hormonal Prince and equally hormonal Princess to be. But enjoy them for the time being, no one is going to judge you, after all it’s a very common thing and it feels very good does it not?” She had laughed again when Grace’s face had flushed.

Aurora had very quickly become one of Grace’s favourite people. Grace didn’t really have to worry much about wedding preparations as it was mostly being taken care of by the Crown but what she did have to do herself, which was just the one thing, Aurora was there every step of the way.

That one thing being the wedding dress.

She only had two conditions. It had be black as that was the Royal colour and it had to be presentable. Which were both easy for Grace. Which is why they were at the modiste, doing the last fitting two days before the wedding. It was long like a ball gown with off the shoulder sleeves and a puffy skirt that had little accents on it that sparkled like stars. Grace loved the dress.

But she was also excited as this was her last fitting. The wedding was into two days. Which mean no more dancing lessons, no more hairdressing appointments and no more fittings. But more importantly, it meant that very soon she would get to see Noctis. But before then, she still had one more place to go. Getting changed back into the soft pink dress she came in, she emerged from the dressing room to see Aurora signing some papers the modiste owner a lovely woman named Sabine had handed her. She looked up just as Grace came into view, said a few more words to the Sabine before bidding her farewell and making her way over to Grace.

“Are you ready to go My Lady?” she said as she came to a stop at her side. Grace only hummed and Aurora laughed before they made their way out the front door and set off to their last stop of the day.

“I don’t like it here it smells weird.”

“It does not My Lady, its sterile and I assure you that that is all you are smelling.”

“Can we go yet?”

“In just a moment My Lady, you have one more Doctor to see and then we are done I promise you.” Grace groaned which got her a look from Aurora before she turned back to her phone to respond to an email that she had gotten from one of the florists for the wedding.

“I don’t understand why we’re here, I’m fine, the Bite healed well, and the last Doctor said that both Noctis’ and my own hormones had settled nicely.” Aurora briefly looked up from her phone and looked very mildly annoyed at Grace. “It’s a contraceptive appointment My Lady.” And with the Grace short circuited, but Aurora continued taking no notice of the way Grace froze.

“Babies need to be planned My Lady, especially Royal babies. And now that you and Noctis are mated the need for suppressants aren’t needed as now the both of you will be seasonal, but in saying that accidents can and do happen outside of a Mating Cycle My Lady.” And with that she looked back down at her phone just as her name was called. “I’ll wait out here for you My Lady and then when you are finished, I shall escort you home.” And with that Grace numbly followed the Doctor into the private room.

She had forgotten about babies. Soon in the future she would have to give Noctis babies. Which she wasn’t terrified of. It was more to do with the fact that she was expected by the whole country and the Crown to give Noctis babies. And that was quite a lot of pressure suddenly put on her shoulders.

The only saving grace was that she didn’t have to do it immediately after they we married.

don't worry the smut will be in part two

also a few notes

pomètod means shining star I made it up and kootioì means my little love. let me know what you guys think.

[jennytomlinson99]

Miraculum

Summary: Prompto is eight and a half months pregnant, and he goes into labour while Ardyn and Ignis are at the Citadel. His two alphas rush home, and they help Prompto deliver their child together.

Notes: Ardyn Lucis Caelum/Ignis Scientia/Prompto Argentum, Gladiolus Amicitia/Noctis Lucis Caelum, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Ardyn, Alpha Gladio, Alpha Ignis, AU, Beta Noctis, Childbirth, FTM Prompto, Labor, Mpreg, Omega Prompto, Polyamory, Pregnant Prompto, Trans Male Prompto, etc.

Note: Prompto identifies as male, but he hasn't had any top or bottom surgery because he can't afford it and the Citadel doesn't cover gender affirming care with the insurance they offer to the Crownsguard. Also, this is my first FFXV fic, so please go easy on me.

*

"We'll be back soon, I promise. This is just a standard meeting with the council." Ardyn says before he presses a kiss to Prompto's lips. Prompto clings to him, but Ardyn forces himself to break the kiss. If he doesn't leave with Ignis soon, they're going to be late.

"Please don't go." Prompto's lip quivers as tears well up in his violet-blue eyes.

"I wish I could stay Prom, I really do, but they said the meeting was important. We have to go." Ardyn says sadly.

"But what if I—" Prompto starts to say, but Ardyn places his finger over his lips.

"Shh. You're gonna be ok, I promise. The baby's not due for another two weeks." Ardyn says as he caresses Prompto's cheek.

"O-okay. I-I love you." Prompto sniffles. At eight and a half months pregnant, his emotions were all over the place, and he can't help a tear from falling down his freckled cheek.

"We should be home in an hour or two, okay? I love you sunflower." Ignis walks over and gives Prompto a kiss.

"I love you too." Prompto says softly. He cries as Ardyn and Ignis leave, the house now feeling empty without his husbands.

*

Prompto groans as he gets up from the couch to grab something to eat, and he waddles down the hallway that leads to the kitchen. He's a little out of breath when he reaches the kitchen island, and he breathes deeply as he rubs his pregnant belly with one hand. He rests his other hand on the counter to ground himself.

His once skinny frame was long gone, now replaced with a large and prominent baby bump, and his almost non-existent breasts were now a B cup. He certainly hoped that his body would just 'bounce back' after he'd had the baby, but it was wishful thinking at this point. He also really hopes he can get some top surgery done after he doesn't have to breastfeed anymore.

As Prompto stands at the kitchen island, he feels a pain in his stomach. He gasps as he holds onto his stomach and does the breathing exercises he'd learned at his lamaze class. Doctor Gainsborough had told him that he'd start to experience Braxton Hicks contractions the closer he got to his due date, and this wasn't the first time he'd dealt with them.

"No, no, no, c'mon. Not now." Prompto pleads. He's not supposed to have the baby for another two weeks, but this pain feels different than the other Braxton Hicks contractions he'd had before. It hurts more, and he feels that something is wrong.

Prompto waddles back to the couch to grab his phone, and he speed dials Ardyn. The phone rings a few times before going to voicemail. Ardyn must've turned his phone on silent while they were in the meeting.

Fuck. Prompto thinks. Fucking council and their dumbass meetings. His anxiety rises as Ardyn's voicemail message plays through his phone.

"This is Ardyn Scientia-Caelum. I'm not available right now. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can~." Prompto feels a few tears falling down his cheeks when Ardyn doesn't pick up. The message tone beeps, and he struggles to find something to say.

"Ardyn, i-it's me. I think I'm in labor. I need you and Ignis to come home, please." Prompto says before hanging up. He decides to call Noctis next. Surely his best friend will answer him. Unfortunately, he gets the same response from the prince.

"You've reached Noct! Leave a message!"

"Dammit!" Prompto swears. He doesn't even bother to leave a message. He hangs up and calls Gladio, but Gladio doesn't pick up either.

"This is Gladio. Leave a message."

"What's the point of having a phone if you're not gonna fucking answer it?!" Prompto groans as he sits down on the couch. He dials Ardyn again.

"Pick up, pick up, pick up." Prompto chants. Ardyn's phone goes to voicemail again. "Ardyn, it's me again. Please, you gotta come home. I think the baby's coming." Prompto says worriedly before he hangs up.

Ignis. Ignis will pick up. Prompto thinks. He quickly dials the number. The phone rings a few times before also going to voicemail.

"You've reached Ignis Scientia-Caelum, royal advisor to Prince Noctis. I'm unavailable at the moment. Please leave a message after the beep."

"Gods dammit!" Prompto thinks. "Iggy, it's me. I think I'm in labor. Come home, please." Prompto says before hanging up.

*

Ignis and Ardyn are still in the meeting, and the councilmen are getting nowhere. All that's happening is constant bickering over what bills and laws they should or shouldn't keep, and if they should introduce new ones.

Ignis knows it's rude, but he can't help looking at his phone to check the time. His eyes widen when he sees a notification that he has three missed calls and seven messages from Prompto.

"Grand councilman, I do apologize, but I have to take a moment to call my pregnant husband," Ignis says as he stands up and walks over to the corner of the room. He leans against one of the pillars as he calls Prompto, and Ardyn follows him. "Prom, is everything alright darling?" Ignis asks.

"Iggy. Thank Astrals." Prompto says with relief. After trying to reach him and Ardyn for two hours, one of them finally answered.

"Prompto, what's wrong? You sound distressed dear." Ignis says, and Prompto starts to cry. He's so terrified in this moment, and he needs his alphas.

"I-Iggy, the baby's coming." Prompto sobs as he places his hand over his stomach. He's had five more contractions since the first one, but his water hasn't broken yet.

"Prompto, are you sure you're in labor?" Ignis says, and Ardyn's eyes widen in shock.

"Yes, Ignis. I've already had a few contractions." Prompto replies, and he hears Ardyn saying something in the background.

"Holy Astrals. How far apart are the contractions?" Ignis says. Ardyn continues speaking with one of the high council members in the background, and he notices that they seem a bit angry at their meeting being cut short.

"About twenty minutes." Prompto answers.

"Our child is more important! We're leaving!" Prompto hears Ardyn shout.

"Prompto, we'll be there soon." Ignis says. He pulls Ardyn away from the councilman before their argument can escalate further.

"O-okay. Please don't hang up." Prompto whimpers. More tears fall down his cheeks, and he sniffles.

"I'm right here darling. Did your water break already?" Ignis asks as he and Ardyn start walking down the corridor in the Citadel. They pass by the botanical gardens before reaching the elevator. Prompto always loved the gardens. They'd always find him there after their council meetings. He wasn't of royal status, so he always had to sit outside and wait until they were finished, and he'd taken a hobby in photographing the flora and fauna.

"No." Prompto says.

"Okay, that's good. We can figure out how many centimetres you are once we get home." Ignis says as they take the elevator down. Ardyn grabs the phone from him then.

"Prompto dear, I know you're scared, but it's gonna be okay. Just focus on your breathing. We're leaving right now." Ardyn says. They quickly reach his red Vixen, and once he and Ignis are buckled in, he speeds off to their house. Ardyn hands the phone back to Ignis, and he puts it on speaker.

"Prompto, can you hear me?" Ignis asks.

"Yeah. I can hear you. How far away are you?" Prompto says.

"Considering that Ardyn's speeding, I'd say about ten minutes. I just hope we don't get pulled over." Ignis replies. He places his hand on Ardyn's shoulder, trying to calm the older male.

"The Crownsguard and Glaives know better than to pull over a royal." Ardyn quips as he takes a sharp right.

*

A few minutes later, Prompto hears Ardyn's car pulling into the driveway. He feels another contraction start, and he yelps in pain. He grabs onto his stomach and breathes deeply as the contraction ripples through his body.

"Prompto!" Ignis gasps as he walks inside with Ardyn. They quickly make their way over to their husband.

"Y-you made it. Agh!" Prompto groans, and he reaches for Ignis' hand. He squeezes it as Ardyn sits down next to him and rubs his shoulder.

"Shh. You're ok. We're right here honey. Just breathe." Ardyn says as the contraction passes. Prompto catches his breath and he leans against Ardyn's chest.

"Ardyn, help him undress. I need to check your progress Prompto." Prompto nods, and Ardyn helps him stand. Ardyn pulls his joggers and underwear down for him as Ignis takes the first aid kit out of the hall closet. He sanitizes his hands before putting on some medical gloves and coating two of his fingers with lube.

"Are you good baby?" Ardyn says after he's helped Prompto. He's almost bare naked now, and he blushes a bit. It's not the first time Ignis and Ardyn have seen him like this, but he can't help feeling self conscious.

Prompto nods in response, and he tenses a bit when he feels Ignis' fingers inside him. His body is preparing to birth their child, and everything hurts. He grunts a bit at the feeling.

"Sorry darling. This will only take a few seconds," Ignis says, and Prompto feels his fingers spread a bit. He soon feels Ignis' fingers leave his opening, and he lets out a breath that he didn't know he was holding in. "Okay, you're at four centimetres. Did you want to stay out here, or should we move to the bedroom?"

"I'd rather be in the bed. It's more comfortable." Prompto says.

"Alright, we'll move to the bedroom." Ignis says. Ardyn helps Prompto get up, and they head down the hall to their master bedroom.

*

Twenty minutes later, Prompto has another contraction. "Ardyn, Ignis!" Prompto yells, and Ardyn comes into their room and sits down on their bed.

"I'm here, sunshine. Ignis is in the kitchen grabbing you some ice." Ardyn runs his fingers through Prompto's golden locks as he breathes through the contraction.

"I'm here," Ignis enters the room with a plastic cup of ice. "How are you feeling?"

"Like my insides are being ripped apart." Prompto groans.

"It'll pass dear. Remember to breathe." Ignis coaches as Prompto squeezes his hand.

"Ugh. This sucks. Why does labor have to hurt so much?" Prompto huffs after the contraction has finished.

"I'm sorry darling. I wish there was something we could do." Ignis says as he sits down on the bed.

"All that matters is that you're here. The first two hours by myself were so scary." Prompto says as he leans his head on Ignis' shoulder.

"I'm so sorry dear. We should've been here." Ardyn apologizes.

"It's not your fault. Baby decided to come a couple weeks earlier," Prompto says. "I will be giving the grand councilman a stern talking to though. Alphas need parental leave too, dammit." Ignis laughs softly.

"Yes. They really need to add that." Ignis agrees.

*

A couple hours later...

"Prompto, would you like to walk around a bit? It should help your labor progress easier." Ignis asks. They've been laying in bed while Prompto goes through his contractions, and he can tell that the blonde is getting restless.

"Gods, yes. I need to stretch my legs." Prompto replies, and Ignis helps him off the bed. Ardyn follows close behind them as they head to the living room.

"Did you want to try eating something?" Ardyn asks as he places his hand on Prompto's back.

"I'm okay for now." Prompto replies. He places his right hand on his stomach, and Ignis holds his left while Ardyn rests his hand on his shoulder.

They walk around the room for a while, but nothing changes. Prompto's contractions are still twenty minutes apart, and he starts to get frustrated as the fifth hour rolls by.

"How long is this gonna take?" Prompto whines as he leans his head on Ardyn's shoulder.

"There's no way to know for sure. It's different for everyone, dear. Most first time parents have said that their first child usually takes about twelve to eighteen hours to arrive." Ardyn says.

"Eighteen hours?! I don't want to be in labor for that long! I just wanna meet our baby." Prompto cries.

"We do too darling. They'll be here soon. Either later today or tomorrow, we don't know. They'll come on their own time." Ignis says as he rubs his hand up and down Prompto's arm.

"I'm tired of walking. I wanna lay down." Prompto says.

"Back to the room then." Ignis says.

*

A few more hours go by, and Prompto's still in labor with barely any changes.

"Prompto, I think I should check you again." Ignis says as he snaps a pair of gloves on.

"You need help sweetpea?" Ardyn asks. He's laying down on their king sized bed next to Prompto, idly running his fingers through the blonde's hair.

"Yeah. Help me sit up please." Prompto says, and Ardyn gives him a hand. He sits up straight, and Ignis spreads his legs open before pressing two fingers inside of him to check his dilation. It's quicker than last time, and Prompto lays back down when Ignis is finished.

"You're five centimetres now dear." Ignis informs the omega.

"Seriously? It's been nine hours, and I'm only five centimetres?! This fucking sucks!" Prompto groans.

"You wanna walk around again?" Ignis asks as he tosses the blue gloves into the trash.

"No. Actually, yeah," Prompto responds. Ignis and Ardyn grab each of his hands, and they help Prompto stand. Prompto feels a sudden pressure when he gets up, and then a clear liquid runs down his legs. "I think my water just broke." Prompto says as he looks down at the hardwood floor where a puddle is forming.

"I'll get something to clean it up with. Don't move." Ignis says as he walks over to the master bathroom. He quickly returns with a white towel, and he kneels down to wipe up the puddle.

"We should change your clothes." Ardyn says as Prompto looks up at him nervously.

"Y-yeah." Prompto says softly. Ardyn pulls off his pants and underwear, and he steps out of them. Ardyn hands Prompto's clothes to Ignis after he's cleaned up the puddle, and he puts them in the laundry basket.

"Do you wanna put on another pair of pants, or are you good like this?" Ignis asks.

"Just some underwear, please." Prompto answers, and Ignis takes a pair of boxers out of the dresser before handing them to Ardyn. Ardyn quickly helps Prompto into them before they head to the hallway.

"Okay, now that your water's broken, things should start moving a bit faster." Ignis says as Prompto starts taking laps around the living room again.

"Gods, I hope so. Ignis, I—agh, fuck! Fuck, it hurts so bad!" Prompto grunts as another contraction courses through him, and he grips tightly onto his lovers' hands.

"Breathe, darling." Ignis says.

"I know, Ignis!" Prompto shouts, and he immediately regrets it. "Iggy, I-I'm sorry."

"It's ok. You're in pain darling. We won't take anything to heart, right Ardyn?" Ignis says.

"Of course not. Would you like to sit down dearest?" Ardyn says as Prompto's contraction finishes. He rubs his husband's back a little, trying to help ease his pain.

"Yeah. My feet hurt." Prompto says, and he waddles over to the couch. He sits down slowly, and Ardyn sits down as well. Ignis decides to sit on the floor.

"Prom, you're doing so well." Ignis says as he brings Prompto's hand up to his lips and kisses it.

"Thanks Iggy." Prompto breathes out. He's been in labor for eleven and a half hours now, and his face sure shows it. His blonde hair and freckled cheeks are covered in sweat, and he knows he looks like a downright mess.

"Prompto darling, would you like something to drink?" Ignis asks the omega.

"Sure. Water is fine." Prompto replies, and Ignis stands up to head to the kitchen.

"Ardyn, care for an Ebony?"

"Sure. Thank you love." Ardyn replies. Ignis grabs two cans of Ebony from the fridge, and then a water bottle for Prompto.

"Here we are. Some water for you, and Ebony for us." Ignis says as he sits down next to Ardyn. He hands the omega a water bottle, and then he hands a can of Ebony to Ardyn.

"Thank you sweetcheeks." Ardyn says. He kisses Ignis' pink lips softly before pulling away.

"Tis my pleasure." Ignis says, and Prompto smiles at his two alphas. He's usually the center of their affection, but he loves when they have a moment of their own.

"So cute." Prompto whispers. Ardyn and Ignis look at him, and they both blush.

"You think so? You're pretty cute too." Ardyn says before kissing Prompto's cheek. Prompto tenses up a few seconds later, and he doubles over in pain, gripping his stomach. He cries out and grabs Ardyn's hand.

"Another one?" Ignis asks, and Prompto nods. He watches Prompto's face scrunch up in pain as the contraction rolls through his body, and he places a comforting hand on the blonde's knee.

Prompto whimpers as the pain subsides, and he presses his face into Ardyn's chest, a few tears falling down his cheeks.

"It's okay. You're gonna be okay." Ardyn soothes as he rubs Prompto's aching back.

"I just want it to be over!" Prompto sobs as he clutches Ardyn's shirt. Ignis' heart breaks at seeing Prompto in so much pain, but he knows it will all be worth it in the end.

"Prom, look at me honey," Ignis says, and the blonde turns to look at him with red rimmed eyes and tear stained cheeks. "You're doing so well sweetheart. You're so strong, and I'm so proud of you." Ignis comforts the omega, and Prompto wipes away his tears with the back of his hand.

Prompto sniffles. "Y-you really mean that?"

"I do darling. Every word of it." Ignis replies. He kisses Prompto softly.

"Ignis is right. You're doing great dearest." Ardyn chimes in, and he rubs the back of Prompto's hand with his thumb. Prompto leans his head on Ardyn's chest, and he sighs as Ardyn plays with his hair.

*

Three more hours go by, and Prompto's now seven centimetres dilated. His contractions are still twenty minutes apart, with each of them lasting about thirty seconds. Prompto's opted to laying down on their bed again, and Ardyn and Ignis are laying down on either side of him.

"You're so beautiful Prompto. I'm gonna miss seeing you pregnant with our little one." Ardyn says as he traces little circles on Prompto's baby bump.

"Maybe we can have another one in a few years." Ignis says. He's propped up next to Prompto, his hand resting on his cheek.

"Mm, maybe. But this hurts so much, you have no idea," Prompto says. He tries to sit up a little, and Ignis helps him. He's then hit with a contraction, and he whimpers. "Oh, fuck! Fucking astrals, fuck!" Prompto yells, and Ignis offers him his hand. He squeezes Ignis' hand tightly, and he loosens his grip as the pain starts to lessen.

"That was ten minutes. They're getting closer." Ignis says as he looks at the timer on his phone.

"Stronger too. That one really hurt." Prompto breathes deeply, and he places his hand on his baby bump.

"One through ten, how bad was it?" Ardyn asks.

"S-seven. Oh, gods." Prompto says as he feels a wave of nausea come over him.

"Prompto? You're looking a bit pale." Ignis says worriedly.

"Think I'm gonna be sick." Prompto says with a groan, and Ignis places a rubbish bin in front of him. He throws up into it, and his alphas share a concerned look. Prompto's morning sickness was quite bad in the first trimester of his pregnancy, and they didn't expect him to get sick during labor.

"It's alright Prom. Just let it out." Ignis says as he places a hand on Prompto's shoulder.

"Ugh. That was horrible." Prompto says after he feels that he's finished puking his guts out. Ignis places the rubbish bin on the floor nearby in case they need it again.

"Here darling. Drink some water." Ignis hands Prompto a water bottle. Prompto graciously takes the water, and he takes a few sips before handing it back to Ignis.

"Thanks Iggy. Ardyn, can you take off my bra? I'm hot." Prompto requests as he wipes his mouth.

"Sure baby." Ardyn replies. He unlatches the clasps on the back of Prompto's bra, and the omega breathes a sigh of relief. He absolutely hates wearing bras, but they're unfortunately necessary now that his breasts have gotten bigger and wearing a binder isn't possible. It'll be much better when he can get his top surgery and have them removed.

"Thank you. Kisses?" Prompto says, puckering his lips. Ardyn laughs softly before cupping Prompto's cheek with one hand and giving him a chaste kiss on the lips.

"Mm. You taste good." Prompto says after he pulls away from the kiss. He then leans over and kisses Ignis as well.

"Prompto, what's got you so worked up?" Ignis asks.

"Nothing. I just love you guys." Prompto says. He grabs a pillow from behind him and places it between his legs. He repositions himself so that he's sitting native style.

"I love you too." Ardyn and Ignis say at the same time, and Prompto smiles. He couldn't have asked for better husbands.

*

"Iggy, make it stop!" Prompto cries out. He grips onto Ignis' arm tightly as he goes through the most painful contraction yet.

"Shh...it's alright darling. You're doing so well. Just breathe." Ardyn says softly.

"Easy for you to say! You aren't being torn in half!" Prompto yells. He collapses onto the pillows behind him with a groan as the pain subsides.

Ardyn sighs as he sits down on the bed by Prompto's feet. Prompto's been in labor for almost fourteen hours, and he can tell that it's getting to him. Ardyn and Ignis are tired as well, but they certainly won't tell Prompto that unless they want profanities screamed at them.

"Prompto, I think I should check your dilation again. It's been a few hours and I'd like to see how you're progressing." Ignis says as he stands up.

"Okay." Prompto says, a little out of breath. His contractions are five minutes apart now, with each of them lasting about a minute. He barely has time to breathe before the next one arrives.

"Darling, you're ten centimetres. It's time to start pushing." Ignis announces.

"Finally." Prompto says.

"Ardyn, I want you to sit behind Prompto and let him lean against your chest. It'll help give him some leverage," Ignis says. Ardyn nods, and he shifts himself and Prompto until they're in the aforementioned position. "Prom, push on your next contraction, okay? You've got this." Ignis instructs.

It isn't long before Prompto's hit with another contraction, and he bears down, gripping onto Ardyn's forearms. He groans as the contraction works through him, and he feels the baby moving slightly lower.

"Good Prompto, good. Take a breather and push again." Ignis says from where he's situated between Prompto's legs.

"Agh! Shit, shit, shit!" Prompto yells as he pushes again, the pain returning tenfold.

"You're doing so good Prompto." Ardyn whispers as he brushes some of Prompto's hair behind his ear. Prompto nods weakly, and he grips tightly onto Ardyn as he pushes again.

They go through the routine for about ten minutes, and Prompto falls back against Ardyn's chest as another contraction finishes.

"Iggy, I can't do this anymore." Prompto says, exhausted from pushing. Tears fall down his cheeks, and he presses his face into Ardyn's chest as he sobs from the pain.

"Prompto, I know you're tired honey, but you're almost there. It should only take a few more pushes." Ignis says. He's starting to see part of the baby's head.

"O-okay." Prompto stutters. He grits his teeth as he pushes again, and he accidentally scratches Ardyn's arms, but not hard enough to draw blood.

"The head's coming darling! You're doing great!" Ignis announces.

"F-fuck! Holy six!" Prompto groans. "Gods, it burns!"

"Breathe Prompto." Ardyn says as he rubs the blonde's arm soothingly.

"The baby's crowning! Just breathe through this part, it'll prevent you from tearing." Ignis says. He looks up at Prompto, and he can tell how tired he is. His hair is matted, he's sweating profusely, and he looks like he could really use a nap after everything is over.

"Oh, gods. Are we almost there? I'm so tired." Prompto says as he closes his eyes briefly.

"The head's almost out, Prom. You're in the home stretch, don't tap out yet." Ignis says as he taps Prompto's leg in an attempt to keep him awake.

"I-I'm okay, I'm fine." Prompto says weakly. He pushes again, and he feels the baby's head emerge.

"Head's out now darling. A few more pushes should do it. I just have to check for the cord." Ignis says. He moves his hands towards the baby's neck, checking to see if the umbilical cord is wrapped around it. Once he's made sure everything is good, he gives Prompto a thumbs up.

Prompto pushes again on the next contraction, and he feels the shoulders start to slip out. He moans in pain, and Ignis places his hands under the baby's head.

"One more push Prom!" Ignis encourages. Prompto gives one final push, and the baby slips out and into Ignis' hands. Ignis clears the baby's airways with the suction bulb he'd kept in the nearby kit they made for the birth, and their child lets out a cry shortly after.

"Prompto, we have a daughter." Ignis says happily. He then clamps the umbilical cord before handing their baby over to Prompto.

"Oh my gods. She's beautiful," Prompto says. "Hi honey. I'm your daddy." Prompto whispers as he holds his newborn child in his arms, and a few happy tears run down his cheeks.

"Ardyn, she looks like you a bit." Ignis says as he walks over with sterile scissors. He and Ardyn cut the cord together, and then Ignis sits down on the bed next to Prompto.

"Aw, she does. She's got my eyes." Ardyn says with a smile. He was hoping that if the baby was his that she'd at least inherit one thing from him. The rest of her face is all Prompto's features, and her hair is blonde too.

"Are we still going with the name you chose?" Ignis asks as he caresses their daughter's cheek.

"Yeah. Freya Liv." Prompto says.

"I'm gonna get her cleaned up. I'll be right back." Ignis says as he picks up their daughter. He carries her over to the bathroom sink to wash her off.

Prompto looks up at Ardyn as Ignis walks away with Freya, and Ardyn smiles at him.

"We really made a baby. She's actually here." Prompto says, astonished.

"You did amazing dearest. We're so proud of you." Ardyn says. He leans down to kiss the blonde's forehead.

*

Ignis comes back in the room a few minutes later, and he sits down on the bed with Freya in his arms.

"Here she is." Ignis says as he hands Freya over to Prompto.

"She's so tiny." Prompto comments. He's already delivered the afterbirth, and now he's resting in Ardyn's arms.

"She'll grow up big and strong though, won't you angel?" Ignis coos at Freya. She just looks up at him with her big amber eyes, and then she yawns.

"I think she's getting sleepy." Ardyn says.

"I guess being born is just as tiring as giving birth." Prompto says.

"Hello little one, I'm your dad," Ardyn smiles at his firstborn daughter, and he gasps when she grabs hold of his pointer finger with her little hand. Ignis wipes away a tear from Ardyn's face, and Ardyn looks up at him. He hadn't even realized that he was crying. "She's really here Ignis. We have a daughter."

"I know. She's perfect." Ignis laughs softly, his green eyes also brimming with tears. Freya takes that moment to let out a shrill cry, and the three men are startled by her sudden outburst.

"She's probably hungry." Prompto says.

"Guide her to you, Prompto. She might need help." Ignis advises.

"Okay, here we go baby," Prompto says before he moves Freya's head lightly until her mouth is near his chest. She easily latches on to his nipple, and she begins to feed from Prompto. "Is that good, sweetpea? Daddy's got plenty for you." Prompto says with a soft laugh.

Freya feeds from Prompto's chest for a few minutes, and she releases once she's had her fill. Prompto lifts her up and rubs her back until she lets out a small burp.

"That's my girl." Prompto says. He repositions Freya, and he rocks her softly until she falls asleep in his arms.

"We should let her sleep. You need to rest as well Prom." Ignis says. He carefully lifts Freya out of Prompto's arms and places her in the bassinet near their bed.

Ignis' phone vibrates in his pocket a few minutes later. He looks at the caller ID to see that it's Noct. "Noct, how are you?" Ignis says as he answers the phone.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that Specs? Did Prom have the baby yet?" Noctis says as Gladio climbs onto the bed, sitting next to him.

"Yes. A little girl." Ignis replies.

"Congratulations to you three. What's her name?" Gladio speaks up.

"Freya Liv. She's got Ardyn's eyes, but the rest of her is all Prompto. Blonde hair and freckles included." Ignis says as he places his arm around Prompto's shoulder.

"Is that Noct?" Prompto says tiredly. Ignis nods, and Prompto holds his hand out for the phone.

"Hold on a second Gladio, Prompto wants to talk to you and Noct." Ignis says before passing the phone over.

"Hey guys." Prompto says softly.

"Hey Prompto. Congrats on the baby. How is she?" Noctis asks.

"I fed her earlier. She's asleep." Prompto says with a yawn.

"You should get some sleep too Blondie. You sound exhausted." Gladio says in concern.

"Yeah, I will. I'll talk to you guys later." Prompto says. He hands the phone back to Ignis before shutting his eyes and getting into a comfortable position to fall asleep.

"Would you two like to speak with Ardyn? He's here too." Ignis says as he places the phone between his chin and his shoulder.

"I don't see why not. He's the baby's father too." Noctis replies.

"Ardyn, it's Noct and Gladio." Ignis says as he passes the phone to his red-violet haired husband.

"To what do I owe the pleasure, your highness?" Ardyn drawls teasingly.

"Ignis says the baby's here. Congrats on your daughter." Noctis says.

"Thank you. Prompto did very well. He and Freya are resting now." Ardyn says as he looks over at Freya. She's still fast asleep in her bassinet.

"I'm sure you and Ignis're tired as well." Gladio says.

"Yea. We've all been up since seven this morning. You're welcome to come by tomorrow if Prompto's up for visitors." Ardyn says.

"We probably will. Goodnight guys." Noctis says before hanging up.

"It's time we get some well needed rest too Ignis. C'mere love," Ardyn says as he brings Ignis over to him. He kisses the brunette's lips. "I love you so much."

"I love you too. See you in the morning." Ignis says as he moves over to the right side of the bed. He switches off the bedside lamp before snuggling Prompto, breathing in the omega's sweet scent. Ardyn also snuggles Prompto from the other side of him, and they drift off to sleep. Nothing could be better than this.

[watanabes-cum-dump]

FFXIV Dissidia AU where Omega summons the champions to do battle in order to understand what mortals fight for.

Cloud got pulled away from a date at the Gold Saucer so he wants to finish this- NOW

Anyways, I just thought this squad would be funny because these are arguably the most popular Final Fantasy games. Which is also double funny because everyone but Cloud is from a new gen FF game. Also also Elysia already knows Noctis and Clive because of those crossover events so... the dynamic is fun.

I will make more screenshots of this because I have soooo many ideas for the squad's dynamics. Like, Clive is the quiet responsible one, Noctis and Elysia are having wayyyy too much fun, and Cloud is just... broody lmao. It's also kinda funny how Clive, Noctis, and Elysia are all royalty or royalty adjacent but Cloud is just a normal fucking guy.

Also, this group's main foes are Sephiroth and Zenos- aka psychopathic pretty boys who are obsessed with their respective heroes.

[popiacopia]

I feel that maybe, sometimes people forget who I am. What my purpose is. Who I represent, and what I practice in his name. I feel the need to remind you, in the spirit of being fair.

I try to be kind. I respect those who deserve respect. I am, at my core, a person who wants to treat others the way they wish to be treated. Being fair to your fellow man is something I believe this world needs more of. Human dignity is a precious, crucial thing.

I am also the closest man on earth to Lucifer himself. I have mastered the practice of alchemy, studied sacred texts in languages most will never understand, and I have seen things not of this world that would drive most men insane— if they did not die first.

I am capable of just as much evil as I am good… This is human nature. I can be many things at once, and so can Satan. He is both arcane and earthly, foul and fair, praised and damned. Duality is the key.

Shakespeare wrote that “the prince of darkness is a gentleman,” and it is true. A gentleman, however, only stays so until pushed too far. Even gentlemen are allowed retaliation. (Turning the other cheek is a Christian value… One that I do not endorse, especially when it is obviously undeserved.) Therefore, your decisions alone determine the extent of how gentlemanly I, or anyone else, will be— do not forget that.

Be mindful of how you speak, and to whom. Not everything, or everyone, is what it first seems.

Con Lucifero,

Frater Imperator, formerly Papa Emeritus IV

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Title: Scents And Sensibility Rated: Mature (please mind the tags on Ao3) Summary: They say a beta is an alpha’s best friend. So Prompto is more than happy to be the supportive beta best friend of Crown Prince Noctis Lucis Caelum. Except as they grapple with all the embarrassments of puberty, Prompto may not actually be the beta he always thought he was.

AKA It’s no big deal that Noctis is an alpha and Prompto just presented as omega. Nothing could change their friendship (it’s going to change their friendship).

[a-world-in-grey]

If Sola existed in Stand Strong verse, what would be her reaction to Galahdians in general and Glaives in particular? Would she still join the Kingsglaive or would Regis and Cor try harder to remove her from it? Would she still have a crush on Libertus?

Oooh, Stand Strong verse! Aka the fun glaives! @secret-engima feel free to correct me if I get anything wrong, it's been a while since I scrolled through this 'verse.

Sola doesn't really meet the Galahdians in Little Galahd until after she's been adopted by Tredd, so the glaives would be the first Galahdians she meets. And honestly, Sola feel an even stronger sense of kinship with these fae-like glaives. All her life she hasn't fit. She's an Omega when most LCs are Alphas, she's an Omega Sword when Swords are never Omegas - Hearts and perhaps the occasional Shield, but never Swords - and she's got distinctly nonhuman instincts even with the instincts that come from secondary genders.

Amongst the glaives who don't care to conform to Insomnia's definition of human, Sola, for the first time in her life, actually feels at home.

Yes, she still joins the Kingsglaive. She's less demanding in this verse - the Kingsglaive is Captain Drautos' territory, and one doesn't lightly invade an Alpha's territory even if that Alpha is sworn to her father. Instead, Sola sets up an actual appointment (Cor is neatly distracted by Abyssus and Ignis and maybe some surreptitious aid from Amissa) to meet with Drautos and formally request to train with the Kingsglaive, as she's finished her apprenticeship under Marshal Leonis and seeks to expand her capabilities to better protect her King.

Titus is well aware of the Rage Sola went into not even a week prior. All the glaives know, the princess was in no way subtle for all that she kept her Rage contained away from anyone who might get caught in the crossfire. Unlike his glaives, however, Titus knows the reason for Sola's Rage. Knows the King forbade Sola from accompanying her brother to Tenebrae on the basis of it being too dangerous. And Titus has to wonder how well Regis actually knows his daughter, because even in the bare handful of times he's been close enough to the Princess to observe her Titus knew how poorly Sola would take that decision. A Cloudy Dragon of an Omega, and Regis denied her from protecting her Territory?

A Rage was inevitable.

And now the Cloud (who might have been a Sky, before attempts to make her conform into an ill-fitting mold made her retreat so far into her Cloud that any hint of Sky was thoroughly overwhelmed) is sitting on her own bristling territorial instincts, bowing her head to his authority as the Alpha of the Kingsglaive, despite technically outranking him as Crown Princess.

This isn't just revenge towards the King and the Marshal for separating her from her younger brother and Sky. Sola is desperate.

Of course she is, Titus realizes. By barring Sola on the basis of it being too dangerous, the King has implied that Sola isn't good enough to protect her Sky. Despite having completed her apprenticeship under Cor the Immortal. So Sola has gone looking for training from one of the only people capable of match the Marshal in a fight. Titus.

If he turns her away, it's likely Sola will do something exceedingly reckless to prove herself capable of standing as Noctis' Sword.

Well, at least she'll fit right in with the rest of his reckless idiots.

Cor and Regis do try to pull Sola from the Kingsglaive. Not necessarily because of the Kingsglaive's fae reputation. No, it's because they think Titus loathes Regis, and that makes them wary of Sola being in close proximity to the man. Of course, Sola puts her foot down and actually snarls at Cor when she's pulled from bootcamp and sent up to Titus' office to find Cor demanding she leave the glaive. And not the playful snarls she's always given him before during their spars or play fights. No, this is a full on this-is-your-last-warning-before-I-tear-your-throat-out snarl, complete with bared teeth and hands curling into claws.

Titus rumbles low in his throat, a wordless admonishment to keep things civil, please, and Sola forces herself to settle with only a low grumble. Cor's too well trained to rear back in surprise, but his magic betrays him where his body doesn't, and Sola can feel the shock and instinctive wariness hearing that kind of snarl from an Omega elicits. They are able to work things out civilly so that Sola can continue training with the glaives, and Cor is able to warn Regis when he comes home with Noctis so Regis doesn't try the same thing.

Of course, Sola training with the glaives means she stops conforming so stringently to all those human sensibilities, so there's absolutely rampant gossip that Sola's been turned fae by her association with the glaives. Then those that remember Sola ripping out an assassin's throat with her teeth chip in, and the gossip mutates to Sola always having been fae and it's merely a matter of the glaives reclaiming one of their own.

Before joining the glaives, Sola would not have been happy about the rumors. Now, after training with the glaives in being sneaky and pants-shittingly terrifying, Sola is all too willing to use her new skills in psychological warfare to her and her King's benefit.

Sola absolutely still gets a massive crush on Libertus, Nyx still calls her Pipsqueak and gets his kneecaps taken in revenge, and Tredd still ends up adopting her around her 19th birthday. Dunno if Sola ends up bonding with a Retinue, but if she does they're all Galahdians and the public sees it as further proof of Sola being as fae as the rest of the glaives.

[ffxvficrec]

by Anonymous With the Regalia missing and the roads closed, Noctis and his retinue find themselves stranded in Duscae. As their restlessness builds, darkening skies foreshadow trouble on the horizon. Noctis feels as if he's fully accepted his new status as an omega (it's actually more difficult imagining going back to the blissful ignorance of a beta) but his forced proximity with - and still increasing attraction towards - Gladio is proving to be a challenge more difficult to overcome. Words: 3536, Chapters: 1/7, Language: English Series: Part 11 of As Bonds Overflow Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Noctis Lucis Caelum , Gladiolus Amicitia , Prompto Argentum , Ignis Scientia Relationships: Gladiolus Amicitia/Noctis Lucis Caelum , Prompto Argentum/Ignis Scientia , Gladiolus Amicitia & Prompto Argentum & Noctis Lucis Caelum & Ignis Scientia Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics , Canon Rewrite , Alpha Gladiolus Amicitia , Alpha Ignis Scientia , Omega Prompto Argentum , Omega Noctis Lucis Caelum , Secret Crush , Misunderstandings , Scent Marking , Friends With Benefits , Fake/Pretend Relationship , Slow Burn , Pining , Established Relationship , Idiots in Love , Bromance

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[ Final Fantasy ]

Zack Fair Sephiroth Cloud Strife Genesis Rhapsodos Kuja Vincent Valentine Noctis Lucis Caelum Prickly(Cactaur/OC) Skylar(OC) Nicholas(OC) Tobias(OC) Rafael(OC) Prompto Argentum Ignis Scientia Gladiolus Amicitia Cecil Harvey Luneth Arc Ingus Kefka Palazzo Zidane Tribal Vivi Locke Cole Edgar Roni Figaro Sabin Rene Figaro Cyan Garamonde Gau Shadow/Clyde Setzer Gabbian Squall Leonheart Zell Dincht Irvine Kinneas Vaan Rufus Shinra Tseng Reno Rude

[ Pokemon ]

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[ Persona ]

Naoya Toudou Tatsuya Suou Makoto Yuki(P3 MC/Protag) Ryoji Mochizuki Jin Shirato Takaya Sakaki Shinjiro Aragaki Akihiko Sanada Yu Narukami(P4 MC/Protag) Yosuke Hanamura Naoto Shirogane Kanji Tatsumi Tohru Adachi Teddie Akira Kurusu/Joker(P5 MC/Protag) Yusuke Kitagawa/Fox Goro Akechi/Crow Futaba Sakura/Oracle Ryuji Sakamoto/Skull

[ Golden Sun series ]

Issac Garet Ivan Alex Saturos Felix Piers Agato

[ Legend of Zelda ]

Link Zelda Sheik Ganondorf Midna Zant Kafei Vaati Shad Auru Sidon [ Sonic series ] Sonic Tails Knuckles Dr. Eggman Rouge Shadow E-123 Omega Silver Victor Espio Charmy Emerl Chaos Metal Sonic E-102 Gamma Black Doom

[ Animal Crossing ] Tommy Timmy Isabelle Tom Nook [ Vocaloid ] KAITO MEIKO Len Kagamine Gakupo [ Megaman Series ] Megaman.EXE Lan Hikari Eugene Chaud Protoman.EXE Baryl Colonel.EXE Iris Zero(Rockman Zero) X Zero Spider Bass.EXE

[ Fire Emblem ]

Marth Ike Soren Sothe Ranulf Tibarn Naesala Reyson Volug Zelgius Robin(M) Chrom Morgan(M) Gerome Inigo Corrin(M) Byleth(M) Claude von Riegan Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd Hubert von Vestra Seteth Rhea Shez(M) Arval

[ Splatoon ]

Kit/Captain 3 Drey/Agent 4 Zeke/Agent 8 Kyte/Neo Agent 3 Agent 1/Callie Agent 2/Marie DJ Octavio Pearl Marina Shiver Frye Big Man

[ Stardew Valley ]

Sebastian Sam Shane Elliot Alex Harvey

[ RWBY ]

Adam Taurus Qrow Branwen Salem Cinder Fall Winter Schnee James Ironwood Penny Polendina Weiss Schnee Whitley Schnee Blake Belladonna Yang Xiao Long Ruby Rose Lie Ren Ozpin Jaune Arc Sun Wukong Mercury Black Neptune Vasilias Fox Alistair

[ Fate ]

Ritsuka Fujimaru Ozymandias Gilgamesh Caster Gil Proto Gil Kid Gil Setanta Cu Chuluiann Proto Cu Caster Cu Alter Cu (Culter) Archer Emiya Shadow Emiya Alter Emiya Diarmuid Ua Duibhne Saber Diarmuid Aiden(OC) Aouregan(OC) Arthur Pendragon Immaru(OC) Izar(OC) Lugh(OC) Connla(OC) Achilles Chiron Romani Archaman Bazett Fraga McRemitz Asterios Fuuma Kotaru Merlin [ Fullmetal Alchemist ] Edward Elric Alphonse Elric Roy Mustang Envy Greed Maes Hughes [ Black Butler ] Sebastian Michealis Claude Faustus [ Devil May Cry ] Dante Nero Vergil [ Resident Evil ] Leon S. Kennedy

[ Trigun Stampede ]

Vash Nai/Knives Nicholas D. Wolfwood [ Homegrown Pet ] Hector Eli Pierce(OC) [ Elevator Pitch ] Protag Coworker [ Dead Plate ] Vincent Charbonneau Rody Lamoree [ Diabolik Lovers ] Ayato Sakamaki Laito Sakamaki Kanato Sakamaki Shu Sakamaki Reiji Sakamaki Subaru Sakamaki Yuma Mukami Ruki Mukami Kou Mukami Azusa Mukami Shin Tsukinami Richter Karlheinz Kino

[ Mystic Messenger ] Zen Yoosung 707 Jumin Han V Unknown/Ray [ Piofiore ] Dante Falzone Nicola Francesca Henri Lambert [ Fandomless OCs ] Draco Noire (Vampire) Aristaeus (King Bee Demon) Leo Cooper/Chase

[ Genshin Impact ]

Zhongli Venti Aether/Traveler Kaeya Diluc Albedo Tartaglia/Childe Itto Alhaitham Gorou Tighnari Cyno Xiao Wriothesley Neuvillette Il Dottore Pantalone Il Capitano

[ Honkai Star Rail ] Caelus/Trailblazer Blade Boothill Adventurine Dan Heng Gepard Gallagher Dr. Ratio Jiaoqiu Jing Yaun Luka Loucha Moze Sampo Welt [ Jujutsu Kaisen ] Satoru Gojo Yuji Itadori Sukuna [ Dragonball series ] Goku Gohan Android 17/Lapis Cell [ SpyxFamily ] Twilight/Loid Forger

[ YGO ]

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[ Digimon ]

Tai Kamiya Yamato ‘Matt’ Ishida Koushiro ‘Izzy’ Izumi Daisuke Motomiya Ken Ichijoji Takato Matsuda Lee ‘Jen’ Jianliang Takuya Kanbara Koji Minomoto Koichi Kimura

[ Obey Me!/Nightbringer ]

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[ Twisted Wonderland ]

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[ Nexomon ]

Omnicron Ulrich/Grunda Nadine/Ventra Fenrir/Fona Merida/Arqua Deena/Nara Zetta/Luxa Nexolord/Metta Solus/Omnisun

[ 7th Dragon III: Code VFD ]

Yuma Kisaragi Yamato Mishiru Jet Sakaki Yuujin Nabaru Bastian Renstu Kirino Kirika Mei Nami Aogiri Urie Nio Misha Azerin Katanako Chelsea Citorin

[sparklecryptid]

since you asked for crack and we already established that Regis has the worst taste in people, I propose an AU with Ardyn/Regis as Noctis parents. whether Regis is trans or an omega is up to you. Ardyn is mostly wondering if Bahamut picked Noctis as the Chosen King specifically to prevent his line from regaining the throne.

Clarus is a godsend. That much Regis is certain of. Clarus was sent down to this planet with the sole cause of making sure Regis doesn’t go fucking crazy attempting to find the father of his child.

Had Regis thought that a one night stand with a charming red head would wind up with him getting pregnant? No! If he had he would have contingencies planned. He would have had back up plan upon back up plan. Regis would have been more prepared for this.

At the very least he would have gotten the actual name of the man he had slept with instead of the clearly false one that was given to Regis.

Regis slouches in his office chair and stares dead-eyed at the door. He is going to have words with Izuna when he finds the man. He is going to sit the man down and give him responsibilities. Regis is going to make sure his child knows their other father whether said other father likes it or not.

And if he doesn’t like it Regis has plans for what to do with the man.

(Those plans may involve murder.)

“Regis,” Clarus says and stares at the piece of paper in his hand with a frown, “I figured out who he is.”

Regis sits up so suddenly it makes him a bit dizzy.

“Who?”

Clarus - very calmly which is suspicious in itself - slides over a newspaper article about Niflheim’s new Chancellor.

Regis sets his desk on fire which is a perfectly reasonable reaction to finding out the man you’re going to have a child with works for Iedolas.

Ugh.

[theskyisbrighthere]

Haunted by Yesterday

Grace is trying her best to adjust to the changes in her life. She has very abruptly gone from being a service attendant to being the Princess consort to heir Noctis Lucis Caelum, Crown Prince of Insomnia.

hey hey, heres the first of my one shots for this series, although this one is a twoshot and part two will be posted soon!

Grace is thirteen when she has her first Heat. Although it can’t be described as such, its more of a practice Heat for when she’s older, when her hips have widened, and her hormones have regulated. She remembers her mother’s soft purr directed at her trying to ease the mild distress that she was going through, while her mother did her best to wipe the sweat from her face with a damp face washer, the purr only stopping when her mother did her best to explain what was going on. How Ásdis saw fit to bless her with the gift of life. Had granted her the designation of Omega.

The purring had stopped altogether with the next words from her mother. Not everyone was so lucky to receive Ásdis’ gift, and there were many out there who would want to hurt her for it. Those who would view her as less than others purely for who she was. Who her family was. All because evolution had decided to do its thing after a near devastating event that had meant the end for a majority of their people. If only it wasn’t still so new.

Maybe then they wouldn’t be as viciously hunted like the animals others proclaimed them to be.

“You must hide yourself pomètod.” Her mother had whispered. “No one must know. But it will be hard pomètod, you will want to let your instincts take over. To show your emotions through your voice. To spread your scent on to those you cherish, but you must control it my kootioì. You must suppress it, only around us can you show it. Only around others like us are you safe”.

Grace was too young and her mind too hazy at the time to understand all of what her mother was saying. Not until later at least. By the end of her first month, her throat had felt raw and painful, the urge to purr or whine held back lest she make herself know. Her body aching with the need to hug her friends but she held back, only resorting to casual touches, when all she wanted to do was smother her face all over her friends.

Her only comfort came at home. Where she was free to burrow her face into her father’s arm in passing, the warm comforting scent of Alpha and Sire wafting up to her nose, the tight muscles in her body loosening in the meantime. Or the indulgent hugs from her mother whenever the mood struck her, and the fairly often hair tussle from her Alpha brother as they passed each other in the hallway or the stairs.

She never thought she’d miss it as much as she does, especially now that she’s in a world where she doesn’t have to worry about hiding. She just wished her family was here to see experience it with her.

xXx

Grace comes to with pleasure singing through her body. The phantom feeling of Noctis’ hands on her hips falling away as she tries to catch her breathe. She can feel Noctis’ own satisfaction in the back of her mind, the feeling somewhat reminding her of a lazy fat cat who has gotten its way, and in a way, she supposes he has. Its been a month since Noctis and Grace have seen each other, or rather since they’ve been allowed to see each other.

Due to old traditions, they weren’t supposed to consummate their mateship until they were both properly wedded the Royal way. Which meant that instead of the quick official ceremony that would have taken place the night they met, they get the full actual wedding first, which normally comes a month after the consummation, so that they could both recover.

To say that her life hasn’t changed would be a lie. She’s had to leave her job, not that she was all that upset about it, and she has an all-new wardrobe full of clothes and jewellery to go along with it, her protestations about the new clothes and pretty pieces of metal falling onto deaf ears, the future Princess Consort was expected to look a certain way. She wasn’t all too upset about it; the clothes were in her style the fabric they were made out of was just more luxurious. The biggest change though that she was struggling with so far was the armed guard that followed her every where she went, (which wasn’t far maybe to her mailbox and that was it, and apart from that they mostly stood outside her front door, and one was in her lounge room while she slept which was weird) and the new attendant that she now had as the future Princess Consort.

Grace had the quite the shock when she woke up the morning after her Heat had ended and had wondered into the kitchen following the smell of cooking food, leaving Noctis safe in her Nest (her instincts pushing the proud feeling that he felt safe enough to still sleep in it even after she left it) and had found Ignis and an unknown woman in the kitchen together. The Alpha was at the stove stirring what her nose was telling her was a type of porridge while conversing with the unknown woman sitting at her bench with a slim laptop open in front of her, wearing a smart fitted grey pantsuit with black enclosed heels and her hair pulled back from her face in a no-nonsense bun her makeup minimum but expertly applied. The tones of their voices professional and to the point.

Ignis was the first to notice her, as the unknown woman was looking down and typing furiously onto her laptop, and Grace could only imagine the speed in which the words flew across the screen.

“Good morning My Lady, I trust you are well?” he paused as he turned to grabbed one of the two bowls that were sitting on the bench to fill with the porridge he had made and setting it down to the left of the unknown woman, who had quickly but gracefully shot up to greet her. “Come sit, I have prepared you both a nutritious breakfast, no doubt you will both been needing it after the week the both of you have had. I bid you start while I go wake up His Highness, we’ve all got a busy day today and I’d like you both to eat together as today will be the last for quite a while before you see each other again.”

With those parting words Ignis pulled out the chair in front of her and pushing it back in as she made to sit and placed the bowl in front of her before he made for her bedroom, Grace staring at his back trying to figure out what he meant by those last words. Her attention was quickly snapped back to the unknown woman when she politely cleared her throat, and seeing that she had her attention she smiled, a soft gentle smile coupled with that her soft scent that of a relaxed Omega almost didn’t suit her current getup.

“Good morning My Lady, I hope you are well? I would like to introduce myself if I may?” she paused, her smile widening slightly when Grace nodded her head, her voice was very similar to Ignis’ in the way they spoke. “My name is Aurora Foest, I’m to be your new attendant until you marry Prince Noctis where I will then become your adviser, I understand this is new to you so I would be more than happy to answer any questions you may have, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

And Grace, already capable at recognising battles she wouldn’t be able to win skipped right over all the arguments she had about how she didn’t need an attendant or an adviser and went straight to what was bothering her.

“What did he mean? When he said we wouldn’t see each other for a while?” She tacked on that last sentence at Aurora’s confused look before reaching for the spoon that was already on the bench, Grace only just now realising that it was set for two, the seat to the right of her also set. Gesturing for Aurora to sit down again, she closed her laptop as she sat, and waited for Grace to swallow the mouthful of porridge she had taken.

“For traditions sake of course His Highness and yourself will be separated until the wedding, which will be in about a month but to be more precise it will be in approximately twenty-five days. As I said before its to keep to tradition where this is more a celebration of the Union. We normally have the ceremony mere minutes before the Mating cycle kicks in for both parties, of course that’s only if they are a Fated Pair. Liberties have been taken this time of course due to the circumstances.”

Grace flinched, and Aurora did her best to pretend that she didn’t, but her scent gave her away as Grace could smell the mild spice of sympathy mixed into the lavender and pine of her scent. But whatever she was about to say was forgotten as she could feel the tug of Noctis’ mind at her and her eyes shot up into the direction of her bedroom as Noctis into view, Ignis following behind him before overtaking him to fill up Noctis’ own bowl of porridge before setting it down to the left of me into the empty space.

Noctis paused rubbing at his before looking around the kitchen and landing on her and her heart skipped a beat when he smiled at her, his features still soft from sleep his rumpled clothes and his hair wild, Grace wondered how she would be able to survive twenty-five days without seeing him. But she pushed the thought from her mind as he came closer to her, flopping into the seat next to her and pushing his face into her neck and pressing a gentle kiss to the claim he left on her skin. Grace felt herself relax as she smelt their combined scents, the green apples and caramel scent being flung in all directions due to his very un-prince like flop.

xXx

Twenty-five days was definitely longer than she remembered, the only relief they both had was the dreams, and the fact they could feel each other at all times. Which almost felt like breaking the rules and when she brought it up with Aurora while they were at the modiste, she laughed at her.

“It’s a loophole, one that the Crown and everyone else ignores.” She had laughed. “I think it’s so that they don’t have to deal with a hormonal Prince and equally hormonal Princess to be. But enjoy them for the time being, no one is going to judge you, after all it’s a very common thing and it feels very good does it not?” She had laughed again when Grace’s face had flushed.

Aurora had very quickly become one of Grace’s favourite people. Grace didn’t really have to worry much about wedding preparations as it was mostly being taken care of by the Crown but what she did have to do herself, which was just the one thing, Aurora was there every step of the way.

That one thing being the wedding dress.

She only had two conditions. It had be black as that was the Royal colour and it had to be presentable. Which were both easy for Grace. Which is why they were at the modiste, doing the last fitting two days before the wedding. It was long like a ball gown with off the shoulder sleeves and a puffy skirt that had little accents on it that sparkled like stars. Grace loved the dress.

But she was also excited as this was her last fitting. The wedding was into two days. Which mean no more dancing lessons, no more hairdressing appointments and no more fittings. But more importantly, it meant that very soon she would get to see Noctis. But before then, she still had one more place to go. Getting changed back into the soft pink dress she came in, she emerged from the dressing room to see Aurora signing some papers the modiste owner a lovely woman named Sabine had handed her. She looked up just as Grace came into view, said a few more words to the Sabine before bidding her farewell and making her way over to Grace.

“Are you ready to go My Lady?” she said as she came to a stop at her side. Grace only hummed and Aurora laughed before they made their way out the front door and set off to their last stop of the day.

xXx

“I don’t like it here it smells weird.”

“It does not My Lady, its sterile and I assure you that that is all you are smelling.”

“Can we go yet?”

“In just a moment My Lady, you have one more Doctor to see and then we are done I promise you.” Grace groaned which got her a look from Aurora before she turned back to her phone to respond to an email that she had gotten from one of the florists for the wedding.

“I don’t understand why we’re here, I’m fine, the Bite healed well, and the last Doctor said that both Noctis’ and my own hormones had settled nicely.” Aurora briefly looked up from her phone and looked very mildly annoyed at Grace. “It’s a contraceptive appointment My Lady.” And with the Grace short circuited, but Aurora continued taking no notice of the way Grace froze.

“Babies need to be planned My Lady, especially Royal babies. And now that you and Noctis are mated the need for suppressants aren’t needed as now the both of you will be seasonal, but in saying that accidents can and do happen outside of a Mating Cycle My Lady.” And with that she looked back down at her phone just as her name was called. “I’ll wait out here for you My Lady and then when you are finished, I shall escort you home.” And with that Grace numbly followed the Doctor into the private room.

She had forgotten about babies. Soon in the future she would have to give Noctis babies. Which she wasn’t terrified of. It was more to do with the fact that she was expected by the whole country and the Crown to give Noctis babies. And that was quite a lot of pressure suddenly put on her shoulders.

The only saving grace was that she didn’t have to do it immediately after they we married.

don't worry the smut will be in part two

also a few notes

pomètod means shining star I made it up and kootioì means my little love.

[winxsource]

FtWS Kink Meme Fills Masterpost

Hello Fate: The Winx Saga fandom. 

We wrap up our kinkmeme at nearly 1000 comments! Thank you to everyone who prompted, wrote for it, commented and cheered, this was a giant success.

Our dreamwidth is now closed, no more comments will be made, be it prompts or fills, but it’ll remain up so people can read the prompts already provided. 

The AO3 collection, in the other hand, will remain anonymous and accepting works indefinitely. You access it here: anonymous FTWS Kink Meme collection.

We’d like to thank, once more, everyone who participated and the relentless work of our mods, especially @septemberrie  and @shadowofnight , with a shout out to @myalchod, who was not a mod, but our resident nerd and did the brilliant and tiresome work of collecting all prompts and fills in this spreadsheet. 

If you want to see all of the fills produced during kinkmeme itself, here’s a list under the cut! Without further ado, the masterlist:

Warning: Expect all of these to be NSFW. Additional warnings are included here but always check the tags before you begin reading. 

Sky x Sebastian + Missing scene (TW: non-con) and its fill (on ao3)

Saul x Farah + Possessiveness and its fill (on ao3)

Riven x Musa + Teasing with its fill posted below the prompt

Riven x Musa + Sam watching (TW:non-con voyeurism) and its fill 

Sky x Riven + Competitiveness and its fill 

Sky x Bloom + Forced breeding/pregnancy (TW: dub/non-con) and its fill

Saul x Farah + Ghost kink and its fill (on ao3) 

Musa x Riven + Specialist hazing (TW: dub/non-con) and its fill (on ao3)

Sky x Beatrix + Hate sex (TW: dub-con) and its fill (on ao3)

Saul x Farah + Sex pollen and its fill (on ao3)

Andreas x Saul + Blood witch kidnapping (TW: non-con) and its fill (on ao3)

Andreas x Rosalind + sitting under the table giving her oral and its fill posted below the prompt (and ao3)

Andreas x Saul + An alpha shows all of Alfea how to discipline an omega and that omega is Saul -  fill: on ao3 

Andreas spanks Saul's hole - Fill on ao3 

Musa X Riven - sex on a table (Fanart) -  Fill on ao3

Saul X Andreas + lactation kink - fill on ao3

Farah + Saul – oral sex. (Fanart) - Fill on ao3 

Farah x Saul + Painplay - This is how they both deal with guilt - Fill on ao3

Andreas x Saul - ius prima noctis/right of the lord - Fill on dreamwidth 

Terra x Kat – Kissing with vines curling all around them (Fanart). - Fill on ao3

Musa X Riven - Captured by a blood witch Fuck or Die -  (TW: Dub/Non-Con) - Fill on ao3

Farah x Saul + Sky as a voyeur: Sky comes home and walks on Farah pegging Saul, he can’t help but watch (TW: underage) - Fill on dreamwidth

Musa x Riven + Ritual sex (TW: non-con voyeurism)  - fill on ao3

Farah X Saul + “Saul being a good boy to his mistress” - Fill on AO3

Andreas x Rosalind + Rough sex. "Sometimes they just really want to tear each other apart." -  Fill on dreamwidth

Riven x Musa x Sky - Comfort sex. -   Fill on ao3 

Andreas pretends to be an Omega, but one day he sends Alpha Saul into heat.- Fill on dreamwidth 

Andreas x Rosalind + period sex (TW: age gap, blood) - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45131170

Silrah + hate sex - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45306802

Sky x Beatrix + hate fuck (TW: dubcon) - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45021898

Andreas x Rosalind + Self-Injury (TW: age gap, violence) - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/ftws_kinkmeme/works/45176743

Andreas x Rosalind + Aggressive Submissive (TW: age gap) - FIll: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/ftws_kinkmeme/works/45319510

Aisha x Grey + Captivity/Forced to do it (TW: dub-con) - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45359101/chapters/114120946

Grey x Aisha + Period Sex + Blood Control - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45385900

Saul x Andreas: Medieval + ius prima noctis (TW: Non-con) - Fill:  https://winxsource.dreamwidth.org/1093.html?thread=102981#cmt102981 https://archiveofourown.org/collections/ftws_kinkmeme/works/45304825 https://archiveofourown.org/works/45389962/chapters/114200461

SkyRiv + choking - Fill: https://winxsource.dreamwidth.org/1093.html?thread=147525#cmt147525

Various groupings + aftercare - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45358801 https://archiveofourown.org/works/45371053

Riven X Musa + Fuck or Die (TW: non/dub con) - Fill: https://winxsource.dreamwidth.org/1093.html?thread=93765#cmt93765

Silrah + voyeurism/masturbation - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45410857

Sam x Beatrix + somnophilia - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45360421

Silrah + sex pollen - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45020125

Riven x Musa + forced marriage/pregnancy kink (tw dubcon/noncon) - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45177088

Andreas x Rosalind + sex club dom/sub AU - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/ftws_kinkmeme/works/45252475

Musa x Riven + cheating with permission - Fill: https://winxsource.dreamwidth.org/1093.html?thread=48197#cmt48197

Rivusa or Skloom + A/B/O - Fill: https://winxsource.dreamwidth.org/1093.html?thread=125509#cmt125509

Bloom x Sky + Size Queen - Fill: https://winxsource.dreamwidth.org/1093.html?thread=125765#cmt125765

(Preferably) Silrah + Fairy Tales (Dubcon + somnophilia) - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45398845

Silrah x Painplay - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45091330

Stella x Terra + coming out - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45210745

Sam x Musa (x Riven) + saying the wrong name - Fill:https://archiveofourown.org/works/45353932

Silrah + Strip chess - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/ftws_kinkmeme/works/45356470

Stella x Beatrix + masturbation - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45407671

Andreas x Rosalind + A Last Night Together (TW: age gap) - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45274093

Saul x Andreas + Hypothermia (TW: death) - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45171286

Saul x Bloom (platonic) + drugged - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45259447

Saul/Andreas + public discipline (TW:incest, under age) - Fill:https://archiveofourown.org/works/45146500

Saul/OCs + gloryholehttps://archiveofourown.org/works/45148939

Saul × Andreas : Past abuse - Fill:https://winxsource.dreamwidth.org/1093.html?thread=164421#cmt164421

Sky x Bloom + Fear - Fill:https://winxsource.dreamwidth.org/1093.html?thread=250949#cmt250949

Saul x Farah: Reverse AU - Fill:https://archiveofourown.org/works/45339826

Saul x Andreas x Farah + Punishment - Fill:https://archiveofourown.org/works/45173848

Saundreas+ABO, isolated from the world - Fill:https://archiveofourown.org/collections/ftws_kinkmeme/works/45322495

Saul x Andreas : Temperature - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45300154

Beatrix x Stella - Fill:https://archiveofourown.org/works/45335071

Farah x Luna + dom/sub - Fill: https://winxsource.dreamwidth.org/1093.html?thread=169029#cmt169029

Rosalind x any + dreams/visions (possible TWs: age gap, dubcon/noncon, others) - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45398008

Saul x Students + Shower humiliation - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/ftws_kinkmeme/works/45404998

Saul x Farah : Nightmare - - Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45404164

[andywinter16]

Disguised glaives saving their SO + Noctis retinue part. 1

“Glaives! We have a hostage situation that´s posing as diplomatical visit .” All the glaives quickly assembled in the main hall. “ Our targets are Prince Noctis and his whole retinue with Y/N Y/S.” Your glaive eyes were wide with a shock.  “ Squadrons Delta and Omega, at 6 pm we´re rolling out with the Crownguard.” Titus turned to our glaives team. “ Squadron Alpha, you will infiltrate the banquet disguised as dancers. At my signal, we will make distraction for you to take them to the safety. Nelly, show them their disguises and brief them further. That is all.” Nelly signaled glaives to come with her. “ We have one hour to dress you, two and half hour to make you presentable and another three to teach you how to dance.”  Nelly nonchalantly pointed on the other side. “ And those are the dresses you will wear.”  Somebody behind her cursed. “You´re fucking kidding me ...”

This may be the biggest challenge in their carriers yet.

--

“ We want you to present Titussinia´s Company which hails from mysterious Galadh as they entertain us with their bewitching dances.” said Olvo Trigolas, one of the higher ups from Niflheim, the slimy man holding our group hostage. The lights were dimmed around them, and on the stage came the dancers. Wait a damn minute, your eyes almost fell off when your gaze lingered on one of the figures.

Nyx Ulric:

And there he was in the revealing black dress. Winking seductively your way when he moved his body in synch with the music. The dress was flowing with his movements, enchanting the audience in the proccess.  Those Niff people touched him inaproprietly, when he slowly made his way to your table. Nyx internally cringed behing his veil at that. Just a few more minutes, he thought. He swayed in the crowd, till he finally get to you and occupants of your table. He went in to your lap to give you a dance and gave you little kiss through his veil while he whispered to your ear. “Be ready, in two minutes there will be hell raised.” He then flirtaiously winked at Prince´s retinue, yet his eyes were serious. No one would hurt them under his watch. He then turned to the Olvo Trigolas. Nyx put on more seductive moves, when he got closer to the man. The man in question was unsuspecting it will be his last breath. Nyx pulled our his scarf and wrapped it around the man´s neck in flirting manner. Until Nyx swiftly tightened the scarf and choked the man. Meanwhile around them started chaos. Someone threw smoke screens inside and other disguised glaives draw their weapons.  He rolled his eyes at the retinue who was looking at him with awe. He also saw how you were checking him out in the drag, he would have teased you about it if the situation wasn´t dire. “I know, I slayed it in the outfit. Now, let´s go or you get killed!” 

Luche Lazarus:

Grace. Beauty. Dignity, which was Luche lacking. His dress was pretty revealing and wasn´t much cooperating to his dismay. Every time he spinned or bended the dress showed more of the skin. And  the catchcalling started, Luche wanted punch someone pretty hard. But he had to soldier on, he had mission for fuck´s sake. So he focused on you, his target. Even though he felt embarassed deep down to his core. Getting you and Highness out of there safely was still his number one priority. He could see Libertus and Axis creating distraction with their musical number. (Luche didn´t know that Libertus could sing opera that well. He noted for himself that he should tease the big man about it a little ... just a little) He quickly sticked to the shadows and went to the closer balcony. There were no guards, their comrades already disposed of them. Luche notices the black case which was tied with pink ribbon. Luche shaked his head, he knew exactly who did it and he would have a word with them. He fastly opened it and there  was a new model of sniper rifle. Okay, maybe he can forgive them ... this time. “Aren´t you a beauty?” Luche cooed at the gun. He prepared the weapon almost giddily and went in the position. In the viewfinder he saw the ugly official Trigola drinking his wine. Luche pulled the trigger, and the gun silently fired. After that It was a utter chaos in which  Crowe and Sonitus had to escort you out. Luche then  shadowed your group and made sure no one tried to ambush you.