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shanaqui

the final fantasy anonymous kink meme

May 22, 2007 17:09

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...
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anonymous May 22 2007, 16:46:04 UTC

Requests for Final Fantasy VIII belong as replies to this comment.

Re: It Couldn't Hurt to Try-2 anonymous October 23 2007, 03:57:24 UTC

The name alone was enough to further sober Kiros. The darker man tensed and stood up, barely standing on his uncertain legs. “Shut up… sleep…” He headed for the door, hiding his face from Laguna ( ... )

Re: It Couldn't Hurt to Try-3 anonymous October 23 2007, 03:58:41 UTC

“Laguna…” Kiros gasped. “No… straight… love Julia ( ... )

Re: It Couldn't Hurt to Try-3 anonymous January 22 2008, 00:31:12 UTC

HOMG!!!111

This is requester. Requester currently on floor, pretending to be a happily bubbling puddle. Requester loves ANON so, SO MUCH for writing this.

Requester is also ashamed that she had no faith in fandom and didn't notice the awesomeness displayed above earlier.

anonymous May 22 2007, 20:50:10 UTC

Ward/Kiros. A bit of size-kink, a bit of fuzzy silliness. Any setting or time period is fine. (Having Laguna accidentally walk or listen in at some point would be hilarious, as long as he doesn't react like a raging snarling homophobe - these are his friends, after all!)

anonymous May 22 2007, 20:54:57 UTC

Squall/Rinoa, Seifer/Quistis foursome/swapping. One couple comes upon the other one "in the act", which leads to an offer to trade partners. Any combination.

anonymous May 22 2007, 21:20:07 UTC

Seifer/Fujin/Raijin, femmedom. ^^

anonymous May 22 2007, 21:45:34 UTC

Rinoa/Ellone, obsession. I mean intense crazy stalkerish obsession on one or the other's parts and then some control play. Suprise me with the controlling one.

anonymous May 23 2007, 02:40:12 UTC

Orphanage-era circle jerk/boys discovering sex stuff. With each other.

anonymous November 23 2007, 21:16:27 UTC

"Gods, you're such a baby, Zell ( ... )

anonymous November 23 2007, 21:41:03 UTC

"Gods, you're such a baby, Zell ( ... )

Part Two ---sorry about the accidental double post...stupid laptop mouse anonymous November 23 2007, 21:42:41 UTC

Zell experimentally ran his hand over his own penis. It did feel good. He looked down at the pretty brunette and between her legs again. He tried to emulate Seifer's corkscrew fist but his arm quickly grew tired ( ... )

anonymous May 23 2007, 03:13:53 UTC

Zell/Anyone: Zell really, really loves his hot-dogs.

anonymous May 23 2007, 09:30:42 UTC

Squall/Irvine. Smoking, leather, dirty talk. They're not allowed to touch each other, but they have to be in the same room. Virgin-esque!Squall (real new to any of the above).

anonymous May 23 2007, 15:14:16 UTC

SeiferxSquall. Squall keeps saying no but Seifer does it anyway.

Seifer/Squall Non Con Part 1 anonymous June 6 2007, 21:58:16 UTC

Hope this is what you wanted! (Had to split it into two posts for the word limit)

Squall was weak from the electrocution, his body limp on the bed though his eyes were open, watching Seifer warily.

Don’t you mean torture? You can’t be honest, even to yourself.

“Shut the fuck up,” Seifer spit, shouting out loud though the voice in his head heard all of his thoughts and the power behind it punished him with pain that had him seeing stars. It lasted but a moment; she wanted him strong. Needed him strong.

Silent laughter. She needed no one.

“I didn’t say anything.” Squall’s voice was hoarse, tired. He was close to giving up.

You can have him now; your prize. Break him, and he will be yours forever. Your romantic dream. Was this really what he had wanted? It didn’t matter any more. This was all he had left. He took off his coat and crossed the room to look down at Squall. It was a twisted version of everything he used to dream of; Squall sprawled on his bed, too weak to move, still clothed, ( ... )

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