Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme

[kokanshu]

KINGDOM HEARTS KINK MEME

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Rules:

1. Post a pairing plus a kink.

1a. One request per comment.

1b. The only kink not allowed on this meme is anything involving underage sex. What I mean by this is if, either in the request or fic, it is made clear (either by stating a number or giving a physical description) that

Comments

[anonymous]

roxas/axel

kink?: role reversal. axel is roxas and roxas is axel, meaning axel is a kid, stuck in twilight town, etc. axel's too busy trying to be the snarky cool guy while roxas wants his bff back, and is also a stoic bitch. ppppornyplease. noncon is cool too.

Memory's Solstice - Part 1

[anonymous]

Y'know, this STARTED off as a drabble. It did. Then I realized...I couldn't stop writing. So here you go, a full out fan fic. Unfortunately it's not in Canon universe, nor is there any non-con in this. BUT...there's good sex? Maybe? I hope OP enjoys this none the less. This is one of my best fics written to date <33

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 2

[anonymous]

He shucks off his moist clothing, shedding down to a pair of shorts and a grey T-shirt, ignoring bits of snow that fall and pool on the ground from his coat. The brown-haired instructor comes and greets him with a cool grin, chiding about him not using the change rooms and making a mess on the gym grounds before going off to get his gear. Axel unzips his pack, taking out his weapons of choice. He grins as he feels the stare of the beginners on him when he brandishes his chakrams, twirling them in his long fingers, making a show without even trying. When the trainer comes back, the redhead dons the padded outfit hastily, itching to get a space on the floor as soon as possible

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 3

[anonymous]

“You’re a fucking idiot

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 4

[anonymous]

It is another half and hour when the rain begins to splatter and drown the asphalt, melding with the ice slush that slicked the roads. At least it’s rain, Axel thinks, and not more snow. When a red van carrying two rookies drives off, Axel freezes at the sight of a blond man watching him from across the street. And suddenly, the nightmares come back, clouding his perception with so much fire, so much blood, so much screaming. Blond hair, blue eyes-both tarnished with splashes of cruel crimson-two colors that constantly woke Axel in the middle of the night

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 5

[anonymous]

A flash of lighting slices the darkened halls of the institute, but before Axel could shudder at the growl of thunder, he’s already petrified from the appearance of the blond man in the mirror’s reflection. He is standing behind him, still draped in black. The mirror is too far to see his face clearly, and Axel can’t seem to tear his eyes away from the ghost that continues to follow him. His heart is beating at an unreal pace, and his green eyes are wide with terror. The boy feels an icy chill claw down his spine when he sees in the mirror the blond lean over, face next to his ear.

It isn’t real. It isn’t real-

“I’ll be waiting.”A scream tears through the building, and the trainer scrambles out of the office to find the lone student sprawled on the floor, crying and grunting back sobs. Axel, throwing away his inhibitions, grasps onto the older male and presses his face into the man’s chest. He pleas and wails ‘I want to go home’, and the brunet, concern filling his eyes, agrees immediately and helps him to his car

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 6

[anonymous]

The shrill cry of metal scraping against metal echoes through his room, and emerald eyes grow impossibly wide. Before him stood a tall figure cloaked in black, silver ornaments flailing uselessly from the hood and chest of the man’s clothing. He is perhaps half a head taller than him, slender, and lithe. His face is shadowed in darkness, but Axel can make out the line of his mouth from the dim glow of the night. The teeth of his weapon are matched with the blades of a white, double bladed sword. Something nags at him-and soon intrigue dampens his fear. He recognizes the flower-like keychain that dangles from the hilt. And yet, he doesn’t know it. He has never seen it before

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 7

[anonymous]

There is a crumple of thick fabric when Roxas falls to his knees, looming over the shorter of the two. His brows are furrowed, and Axel is surprised by the violent shaking in the stranger’s hand when it caresses his cheek.

“I’ll-I’ll help you remember, Axel. I just want you back-I need you back with me, Axel,” there is a subtle hitch in his voice, and the fingers on the younger’s face are stroking now, feeling and touching lovingly. “I’ll take you back to the academy, and we’ll be partners again, Axel, I’ll have your back and you’ll have mine.”

So much fire, so much goddamn heat. Visions of himself fighting hoards of yellow-eyed creatures back to back with a blond flood his mind. The boy is writhing on the ground, head ringing and pounding so fucking hard as the strange images overwhelm his senses. His partner is a head shorter than him, but he wields his swords-Oathkeeper and Oblivion- as if it were a second nature. Axel sneers at the dying monsters on his Chakrams, and the blond, blue eyes glowing with fervor, merely smirks

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 8

[anonymous]

Daunting mental pictures of the words spewing from Roxas’ mouth frightens Axel as he stumbles away from the blond. His vision grows blurry, obstructed by the barrage of unfamiliar memories. He has to find his chakrams, and get the hell away from the house. Dreaming about this black-hooded visitor had torn his life apart bit by bit, by the unanswered questions of ‘why, who, what’. Facing him now, with death as real and close as the man standing across the room-Axel doesn’t know what to believe.

He is howling, screaming his lungs raw when the hilts of the intruder’s weapons slash across his shoulders, leaving a trail of lava searing the muscle beneath his skin.

“You died for me, Axel!!Axel is too slow; the chakrams in his hands are locked into place against the wall by the key-like blades, painfully trapping the redhead’s hands against the hollow surface

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 9

[anonymous]

“You…you really don’t remember.” Roxas whispered, empty eyes searching, searching for a ray of light in those emerald eyes he had missed for the last two decades. Axel stares blankly at the floor, body beginning to sway from the exertion

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 10

[anonymous]

“A-ah! I-I-“ His hands are tangled in the black hood, breaths coming out deep and broken with every hard stroke on his cock. A long leg hooks around the blond’s hip, and he keens when Roxas’ hand pumps harder. He’s reduced to garbled pleas, and Roxas manages to give one of his own.

“Please.”

Axel doesn’t know what Roxas is asking for, but regardless, his head nods, and he can’t help but feel elated when the corners of the stranger’s mouth twitches into the smallest smile. He allows himself to be cradled back to his bedroom, and a somber image of his body, his worn, bloody legs being dragged backwards through a dying fire pollutes his mind

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 11

[anonymous]

The memories

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 12

[anonymous]

“Axel...I want

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 13 (End! Finally! *dies*)

[anonymous]

It’s been three years without his mentor

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 13 (End! Finally! *dies*)

[anonymous]

:O
Nijuuni!

Re: Memory's Solstice - Part 13 (End! Finally! *dies*)

[roterstern]

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don't care to really post this anon, this was amazing and heart-breaking and hot. sdasdfsdsdf, thank you for writing this D':