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Seriously, Grindr? You?”
“It’s efficient,” Armand says, begrudgingly. “Most of the men are too concerned with sex to think twice about who’s on the other side of the phone.”
“Jesus. That’s dark. You really kill your one-night stands?”
Armand tilts his head. “I don’t have sex with them, Daniel.”
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- Part 1 of vamptember
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22 Jan 2025
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It's always easier to do this with Ignis than it is with Gladio, because Ignis is at least into guys, but maybe Noctis didn't realize exactly how into it Ignis might be. It's hard to think about that though when his head is finally on a soft pillow, and his body is trying really hard to take a nap.
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- Part 17 of Lita's Kinktober 2024
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06 Nov 2024
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Request for anal in front of an audience.
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- Part 4 of 2024 Requests on Tumblr
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28 Apr 2024
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With Gladio’s attention on what’s left of the wasps and mandrakes, slicing through them with reckless abandon, Prompto leaves his cover, guns down a second mandrake, takes off at a run for Noct.
He’s only a few feet away when a shadow leaps down on him from above.
The ground beneath his feet erupts. His body is flung forwards, SMG falling from his hands. He flips over, lands on his back roughly, grunting as he does, his ribs screaming out in protest. He struggles for breath, writhes in agony. Above, there’s a flash of silver in the orange light; a blade, heading right for his face. With a yelp, he rolls over, scrambles away, fingers digging into the mud for purchase. He risks looking up and pales.
Iggy raises his spear and attacks.
or: whilst traversing the Malmalam Thicket, Ignis gets a little bit... confused.
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- Part 5 of ad meliora
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19 Nov 2023
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“Please remember,” Ignis stresses to him when the tailor briefly leaves the room, “you are attending a royal ball to celebrate the Crown Prince’s eighteenth birthday. You will be expected to look the part. You are not to remove the sleeves, not from the shirt nor from the jacket.”
“You think I’d try to modify this?” Prompto squeaks, looking down at the suit incredulously. “I think this is worth more than my house!”
“Just last year, you tore the sleeves off a forty-two-thousand-yen midgardsormr leather jacket,” Ignis says with a severe glare, suppressing a shudder at the memory. “A genuine midgardsormr leather jacket.”
“It looks better without them,” Prompto says in a small voice, and, really, Ignis agrees, it does look better, and he cannot help but appreciate the sight whenever Prompto wears it. Admitting it would be conceding to Prompto’s ongoing war with sleeves, however, and, if there’s one thing Ignis does not do, it’s concede defeat.
or: Ignis versus Prompto’s vendetta against ‘proper clothing’, amidst the four idiots trying to figure out their feelings for one another.
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- Part 1 of ad meliora
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02 Nov 2023