Golden Sun kink meme, round 2.

[purplepimphats]

Well, the old one has served us well, but it's two years old there's a new game out and hopefully this will bring in a whole bunch more activity.



the usual rules apply.
-The only wank with want is the sexy kind. Leave pairing wars, name wars, and kink wankery at the door, please.

-one request per comment.

-not everyone has played Dark Dawn yet, so make sure to label anything with spoilers in the title of the comment.

-you can use the Japanese names and pairing names when making requests, but make sure you put the English names in parentheses for those who aren't in the know about them.

-if you prefer Japanese names, you can stipulate in your request that you'd prefer them, or fill with them.

-a list of kinks to get you started.

-there's no limit on requests at the moment, but the meme will die out if no one fills too, so in general there's a big suggestion of 'if you can, fill for request you make.' However we know that not everyone is a writer or artist, so if you're just here to read, then don't think you can't make requests too.

-just because this is a kink meme doesn't mean PG-13 and under fics can't come play too.

A new posting rule applies. If you want to fill out an old request from the past meme, copy it over and fill it here, but leave a comment at the old meme, so if the op has it tracked, they can find it again.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

“Hey guys, I’m goin’ to grab some drinks! Want anything?” The thick scent of rum practically seeped through the wooden tables, making it all too clear exactly what sorts of drinks Garet had in mind. After all, what else would a bar serve in a room made for suiting up for battle? Raucous laughter echoed against stone walls and floor, and a soft but sharp ‘shing’ rang out often as leather slicked steel. The smell of cured roasted meat wafted just barely above the beer and sweat and metal.
“Nah. Actually, I think I’m heading to bed.”
“Ah, c’mon Jenna! It’s barely even dark out!” Not that it made much difference in the stuffy inn-styled building. When they’d repurposed the old barricade, a convenient building already next to the arena and just the right size for its new use, the owners hadn’t bothered to make any changes to the few narrow defensive windows left from its war-stained past, and candles provided most all of the light in the dim room.
“Yeah, and in the last few hours we probably fought like twenty bombanders! If you all wanna stay up till dawn, awesome, but I’ve gotta crash.” She ignored the other redhead’s lazy whines and hoisted up her rucksack, giving a bit of a backwards wave to the rest of the group as she squeezed through the packed dining area and down the stairs to the sleeping rooms.
Throwing the pack into a corner and kicking the door shut, Jenna sighed as she collapsed onto a bed, rubbing her eyebrows to soothe her tired face. Ugh. She felt wiped, able to drop into a deep slumber right that second, but the grime and dirt from the earlier battles niggled at her like an itch. With a determined groan- Felix would have suggested it sounded more like a whine- Jenna heaved herself up off the soft, downy sheets that called to her and shuffled over to the wash basin. However spartan the rest of the building, the wealthy keepers knew what their fighters wanted, and generous cotton towels filled the drawers of the dresser the basin rested on.
Undressing first, she soaked a towel in the steaming water, slowly relaxing muscles she hadn’t even realized had tensed. Clouds puffed up around the bowl, and gently washing off the dust and worry from the day, Jenna almost fell asleep. Might have, had it not been for the sudden squeezing hands on her breasts.