the final fantasy anonymous kink meme

[shanaqui]

I have made this post public again despite leaving LJ to allow people to save their own fics, etc.

Since this kind of thing seems to be spreading LJ-wide, I thought it was time we had one. ;) The original, I believe, is the Bleach Kink Meme, and there's a master list of others here. ;)

So...
The Final Fantasy Anonymous Kink MemeWhat is it? It's

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[anonymous]

Requests for Final Fantasy VII & all the attached Complication belong as replies to this comment.

[anonymous]

Reno rolled his eyes as he flicked the remnants of his cigar towards the road. A mischievous smirk crossed his lips as a gust of wind sent it flying towards a passing convertible, causing the driver to flail his arms wildly as he frantically tried to protect his interior. Words were exchanged, and Rude was again reminded that he wasn’t only a bodyguard for the Shinra, but for a certain fire-haired instigator as well

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“Fuck off, brat,” Reno cursed, only causing Rude to tighten his grip. “Somebody should do it to you for once ‘stead of lettin’ you keep thinkin’ you run shit- ‘s bullshit.”

Rufus just laughed, fingers working at the buttons of the enraged redhead’s shirt as Rude restrained him. Reno furiously tried to struggle, but his lover wouldn’t allow him so much as even the smallest advantage.

“Use your tie on his wrists, Turk,” Rufus ordered, “but take his shirt off first. I’m sure he doesn’t have another clean one for afterwards.”

Rude did as ordered, pulling the black garment from his neck and securing it around the redhead’s wrists after relieving him of his dress shirt. Reno could only manage a high-pitched whine, squirming against the arm around his waist as Rufus moved to work at the zipper of his pants. His plan to get back at Rufus for the incessant paging had backfired, rendering him tied up, half-naked, and in line for one hell of a paddling later that evening.

And he was pissedRufus grabbed the tie between his wrists

[anonymous]

“Quit arguing. Use your mouths for something productive,” Rude warned, tugging firmly at Reno’s ponytail. Rude grabbed Rufus by the waist and pulled him off the redhead- fingers tucked into the waistband of his boxers and drew them down to expose the young teen’s slender dick. Rufus was already sporting a half-erection, the head pointing directly at his navel and starting to show the first signs of swelling. Rude had to take a moment to survey the vice president’s body- blond hair (never out of place- Reno would love to be the one to change that), piercing ice blue eyes, the faintest hint of blush across his cheeks, and the tiniest bit of baby fat (in all the right places) made him absolutely perfect

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Rufus answered Rude’s touches with encouraging gasps, begging the taller man to keep going without even having to say a word. Both Turks were quiet, opting to remain noiseless in favor of listening to the boy’s fevered responses to Rude’s fingers in his ass and Reno’s mouth tight around his dick. The redheaded Turk let out a low hum in his throat, resonating against Rufus just as his partner tugged his fingers out of the blond’s body, causing his moans to change to a pathetic whine. Rufus protested the lack of stimulation and raised his head from between the redhead’s legs to voice his discontent

Reno/Rude/Rufus, 6/6 (I forget titles, okay?)

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Rude disappeared into the bedroom with Rufus in his arms- Reno nodded slightly, throwing his suit back on after stealing a handful of imported candy from the dish on the end table and stuffing a few in his mouth. As usual, there wasn’t time to mess with the tie or tucking his shirt in- it was on, he was dressed, and fuck Tseng if he had anything to say about it. His lips met Rude’s again when he returned, delivering a flurry of quick kisses as the taller man dressed himself.

“’m hungry, baby,” complained the redhead, tracing the outline of his partner’s collarbone through the crisp white fabric. “That burger joint across the street okay with you?”

Rude nodded and the couple started towards the elevator, leaving two radios (one with batteries, one without) sitting on the table.

They’d stop back to check on Rufus after dinner, anyways- he wouldn’t have to page them at all.

[anonymous]

Tifa, jealously imagining Cloud and Aeris having sex and inadvertantly/eventually pleasuring herself to the thought. (either of cloud or aeris)

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It figured. It just figured.

Tifa threw herself back onto the too-soft bed and folded her arms behind her head, her gaze so fiercely fixed on the ceiling she was almost unaware of the opulence surrounding her. Coming to the Gold Saucer had been a stupid idea to begin with-if you were a mad general bent on mayhem and destruction, would you cease your progress on the warpath to hit the craps tables, maybe take in a play?--but she'd barely raised her voice to demur. Maybe there really was something to the rumors that had led them here; who knew? And even if there weren't, well, it couldn't do much harm to kick back for a day or two, get to know everyone in a situation that didn't involve impending death or sleeping way too close to one another in some muddy hole or fleabitten inn. Okay, so their funds were growing scarcer by the moment, and it was getting harder and harder to find gear with enough slots to go around... but the free tickets were a coup, and she'd seen a brief blurb about some kind of gladiatorial event in one of the

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[anonymous]

And it was nice. The wallpaper was muted stripes with some sort of shiny texture to them that looked almost like fabric-might well have been, for all she knew-and the furniture, while a little ostentatious for her, was definitely well made; she'd felt as if she could have sunk into the yielding softness of the mattress beneath her, like being cuddled in a cloud, and the bedding that covered it was so smooth and satin-y she felt a little guilty for having rolled all over it; after the long day's journey, she was a mess. A shower, she decided, rising to her feet; get cleaned up a little, and then go see what there was to be seen. A place as nice as this probably had a spa; she could treat herself to a pedicure, or possibly even a massage

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She turned the fixture, and a moment's dismay was quickly washed away by a spattering of warm droplets; of course there would be no waiting for hot water or inadvertent scaldings in a place such as this. The pressure built up quickly, and her nude body was soon inundated by trickling spray; she fiddled with the fixture, settling on a temperature just short of burning, and simply stood for a few moments, enjoying the near torrential heat. Ye guardians, but she could get used to this! She hadn't realized just how tense and tired she was until now, with the water pelting her weary form, relaxing her muscles and soothing aches she was so used to having she scarcely noticed anymore. She'd never dreamed that a simple shower could be such an experience; this was almost better than a massage

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[anonymous]

Okay. Enough of this, missy, you're getting a little too weird. She quickly refilled her palm with soap and began rubbing it over herself, pleased at how quickly the lather foamed up, and soon found herself taking her time, moving methodically, unwilling to hasten her departure from this wonderful, relaxing atmosphere. It wasn't as if she was in a hurry, anyway. Not as if she had some place to be.

Her hands glided smoothly over her firm, muscular arms, her taut abdomen, her firm, round breasts-probably her single best feature, based on the raised eyebrows and catcalls she'd received over the years. It wasn't that Tifa was bad looking; even she could admit that she was certainly on the right side of attractive. She just wasn't cute. No foxy green eyes, no high, perky breasts, no slender, girlish figure; no slim form to be enfolded in his arms, no narrow hips to be grabbed and pulled against him as he

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[anonymous]

Tifa threw her head back against the tiles of the cabinet, shoulders braced against its corners, and worked the showerhead back and forth, up and down, back and forth and oh... this was amazing, this was unreal, this was wonderful, hard and gentle and inescapable and indescribable and oh... It would be like this with Cloud, he'd be thorough and considerate, pressing Aeris back against the wall to make sure she felt... make sure... oh, he'd be so hard and urgent, wanting her so badly, wanting to be inside her and find himself, but he'd make sure, oh, he'd make sure first, he wouldn't just take his own pleasure, he'd bring her with his hands or his mouth, his tongue fast and agile, a finger slipping in and out, another, and another, until Aeris was screaming for--

The low, hot tension suddenly coalesced, the warm, sweet feeling spreading through her groin, spanning out to her hips, and Tifa knew it was going to happen, never mind the tightness and the straining and the wanting, it was going to happen and she couldn't think, couldn't

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[anonymous]

This anonymous was not the requester, but it makes her very happy nonetheless! ♥ Lovely writing and lovely, lovely mental images.

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[anonymous]

I loved all the time you took in setting up the images ...the lavish Gold Saucer ...Tifa's mental pictures ...and the shower was beyond sexy. I loved it! ♥

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[anonymous]

Is it hot in here, or is it just me?

I like your Tifa voice, she's very down to earth, just like I imagine her.

[anonymous]

Tifa watches Aeris masturbating.