#gladio amiticia x reader

[zzprompto]

hey-hey! i hope you're doing well, love your writing <3

if you can, could i ask for the ffxv boys (prompto, noctis, ignis, gladio) with a male reader who's in a band? preferably implied to be a poly romantic thing with them (unless you don't do poly, platonic is good!) you can pick whatever format you feel like! :]

☆ our boy's in a band

ffxv boys x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

"i can't wait to see him!" prompto's voice echoed throughout the halls, he was clearly excited about something. ignis hummed and nodded in agreement, so did noctis.

"yeah, he looked amazing tonight." gladio responded to prompto's comment, letting out a small sigh as an image in his mind appeared about this 'he'.

the men kept walking through the hallways, backstage in a venue. they were all giddy, and practically buzzing with excitement just to see this 'he'.

eventually, the group reached a dressing room. ignis decided to knock lightly on the door, waiting for a response or for someone to open the door for him and the group behind him.

a few seconds pass, but the door creaks open. a man is standing at the other side of the door, looking quite tired but his face lights up as soon as he sees the men infront of him.

"[name]!" the group call out, all rushing to hug the man. they all throw themselves on top of [name], each trying to steal a kiss from their boyfriend.

a light chuckle escaped [name]'s lips as he tried to pull his boyfriend's off. he wanted his space, a little air to breathe and preferably a warning if he was to get crushed once again.

"well it's good to see you all too." [name] finally spoke up, a smile on his face as he looks over at the group infront of him. they all looked back in awe, prompto rushing to hog [name] for himself.

"oh babe! you looked so good out there today! you were so amazing!" prompto cooed, squeezing [name] as tightly as he could before someone else stole him away. [name] smiled at prompto and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "thank you." [name] whispered back.

then, gladio pulled [name] out of prompto's arms so the man could rest in his own muscular arms. "you were so handsome and sexy up on that stage." gladio purred, placing a few kisses to [name]'s neck. [name] responded with a few laughs, finding the way gladio's facial hair scratched his neck to be quite ticklish.

"yes, you were quite fascinating on stage my dear." ignis piped up, walking towards [name] to place a kiss on his forehead. ignis then moved gladio's arms off of [name], worried the poor man might get squished. instead, ignis let gladio hold onto his hand.

noctis was the last one to come up to [name], wrapping his arms around his boyfriend to nuzzle himself in the other man's neck. he seemed to be more tired than [name] even though he wasn't the one performing.

"mhm.." noctis hummed in agreement to what everyone else said previously. he just seemed to be more interested in getting home to sleep, just like [name].

"you two look very tired." ignis comments, taking a look at his partner's faces. there's a small frown wanting to form on ignis' lips. his heart aches as he sees how tired noctis and [name] look. "i guess we should get going now. unless you have to go get your fans to cheer for you again, [name]?" ignis asked, almost as if he was teasing his boyfriend.

[name] rolled his eyes, letting his own arms wrap around noctis. "no, i don't need to have my fans cheer for me." [name] responded to ignis with a hum. "the only people i need to cheer for me are you guys." [name] smirked.

prompto started to holler at [name]'s words, gladio and ignis joining in with laughs of their own. prompto then practically jumps over to [name], giving him a kiss on the lips. noctis groans and he pushes prompto away, wanting to be the only one in [name]'s arms right now.

"well, if that's the case i think we can go to the car and drive home, yes?" ignis suggests and all of the men nod along to him. "let's go then." ignis continues, taking hold of prompto's hand to drag him to the car.

gladio walked over to [name], shaking noctis off of him to pick up the other man. "a reward for your impressive work today, my prince." gladio smirked, kissing [name]'s forehead and picking him up.

noctis groans once again, glaring at gladio for stealing away his warmth. he just sighed, not bothering with his boyfriend. he just followed him, and his other boyfriends, to the car.

the group walked over to the car, squeezing inside as best as they could. ignis started driving off back home, engaging in conversation with his boyfriends. they all laughed and talked with eachother on the way home.

suddenly, [name] realised something and his eyes widened.

"oh shit. i forgot all my stuff back in the dressing room.." [name] mumbled.

ignis immediately stopped the car and he turned back around. everyone groaned and sighed at [name], shaking their heads.

"[name]!" prompto whined, turning around in his seat and pouting at his boyfriend. "how could you!" prompto continued, acting as if [name] had done the worst thing in the world.

"it's not my fault you guys dragged me out of the dressing room so quickly! it's not my fault you guys wanted to see me and snuggle up to me so badly!" [name] chuckled at prompto. the blonde pouted, turning back around in his seat with his arms crossed over our chest.

"i guess we were just too eager to see our band boy." gladio teased, pressing a kiss to [name]'s cheek. noctis and ignis hummed in agreement, ignis continuing to drive back to the venue.

the group couldn't wait for [name]'s next performance, to have another moment like this. but, they hoped [name] wouldn't end up leaving his stuff again.

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[sanjismywhore]

Breaking The Bed

Gladiolus Amicitia x Reader

Warnings: nsfw, rough sex, afab reader

Gladio is a giga chad and breaks the bed

Re-upload because something glitched

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Gladio’s hips rutted against yours. His palm perched up on the swell of your ass while his other hand pressed into the curve of your spine. He used his strength to keep you pinned flush against him, chest to chest, while you rocked back and forth on his lap; kissing him softly.

The softest sigh escaped your lips as a low moan echoed through his mouth. He felt the vibration course through him, causing him to smirk and suck gently on your lower lip. His mouth slid down your neck. The gentle kiss was followed by his tongue licking at the sensitive spot under your jaw.

He moved lower to nip at your throat, making sure to cover every inch of skin with his kisses. You hands tangled in his hair as his fingers trailed down your front. Teasing the skin along stomach before settling over your clit, rubbing circles around it as he kissed you hungrily.

Your legs wrapped tighter around his waist, squeezing his length, letting a whimper slip smooth off your tongue like silk to his ears. “Gladdy��”

A moan ripped deep within his throat, pushing himself harder against your center. His hands moved from your clit back up to cup your ass.

As if sensing your need, Gladiolus lifted his hips upwards, burying himself deeper within you. His thick cock stretching you out even more, “You drive me crazy, y’know that?” He grunted with pleasure as your walls hugged him tight.

You could feel every thrust, every slight movement of his cock perfectly. Moaning his name once again, you tried to bury your face into his chest. His chuckle, as boisterous as it was, gave you goosebumps.

Gladio brought one of his rough hands up to cup your face. As he stroked your cheek with his calloused fingers, he mumbled. “Eyes on me sweetheart.”

Your gaze shifted upwards so fast it almost made you dizzy, but it never left his face. You didn’t think you would ever get tired of watching him; the way the darkness in his amber eyes bored into your soul with hunger and desire. Or how he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth when his gaze drifted towards your lips.

“Just look at me.” He grunted. You could feel his other hand press harder into the small of your back, forcing your hips to roll against the movement of his thrusts.

Your breath hitched with each one, feeling the burn in your core build. Gladio leaned forward to capture your lips again. Moaning softly in the entanglement of your lips, you wrapped your arms around his neck.

Your hands ran through his locks, pulling him closer. Gladio let out a deep moan in against your lips deepening the kiss even further. As you began rocking more urgently into his body, he squeezed your ass. You gasped against his mouth.

He chuckled under you, “You want more?”

You swallowed thicky, nodding vigorously. Your hands fisted the fabric of his tank-top, tugging him closer to you until his head dipped into the crook of your shoulder. Thanks to his sturdy build, you could lean all your weight against him as he hugged your smaller form.

Enveloping your body into a tight embrace, Gladiolus grunted against your skin as he worked to increase the tempo of your movements. You moaned louder to which he snickered against your lips. With his firm grip never falterting, he leaned backwards with you in his arms until his back hit the plush mattress. You yelped in surprise.

The springs groaned, the wood creaked, and the bedframe knocked against the wall. His cock throbbed within you as he bent his knees, planting his feel firmly on the bed with you still in his lap.

Gladio’s laugh sent a chill down your spine. He covered the side of your face with wet kisses, tickling the skin with his facial hair. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were begging for it, princess.” With his lips close by your ear, you could practically hear the smirk plastered on his face.

His movments slowed momentarily, giving you a moment to catch your breath and adjust to the change in gravity.

With every slow thrust, Gladio whispered sweet nothings in your ear, encouraging you to get lost in your own rapture. “Just relax and enjoy the ride.” He kissed the top of your head. His words filled your entire world, wrapping you in an intoxicating cloud of lust.

And suddenly he pistoned his hips hard, thrusting up into your soaked cunt with exertion. The loud smacking of his hips became drilled in your head as he drove into you repeatedly.

You laid on his chest helplessly as he held you down with his own brute strength. His grip was tight on your body as he buried his face into the space between your shoulder and neck.

He slammed his cock into you relentlessly, balls smacking against your ass with each thrust. He pounded into you as if he was trying to fuck himself through every inch of your body. ”Fuck me,” You huffed as the wind got knocked out of you.

It was an order, not a request. Gladio didn’t hesitate to comply. Grinding his cock into you, he thrusted his pelvis hard against yours as if that would help you find release faster. He just kept fucking into you harder and harder. Your pussy clenched around his throbbing cock, soaking the entire length. And he still fucked you with everything he had.

His hands gripped your hips tightly, holding you down as he pounded into you. His breathing was heavy, labored. His chest heaved with each thrust. His eyes were closed, his face contorted in ecstasy.

He moaned as he felt you clench around him, your wetness dripping down your thighs.

As he kept thrusting, he realized that he would only continue to get lost in you. No matter how far he could climb to chase his high, his desire remained insatiable.

Even now, hours later, dawn was approaching. After what had felt like a lifetime to Gladio, his dick still throbbed, desperate for more.

Straddling your figure as you laid on your stomach, he ground his hips down into you. Either of his hands rested on your hips as he fucked you mercilessly from behind.

The sheets were wrinkled in your grasp, pillows scattered around. Both of your bodies were drenched in sweat, hair disheveled. Your clothes were no where to be found. Presumably somewhere scattered on the floor, but you paid no mind.

He was still pounding into you, stretching you open so that you could take him, and only him. Every time his hips made contact with your ass, it jiggled—to which he found amusing.

Gladiolus smiled slightly, running his finger down your spine. A shiver of delight rippled through your body. His smile grew into a full fledged grin. Sitting up straight, he continued to pound into you. “Beautiful.” His purred to himself.

He knew he had you completely enthralled by his cock. “Gladdy,” You moaned his name, arching your back against him. He smirked as he watched you writhe beneath him, continuing to pump himself into you as your thighs shook, clenching around his cock.

Occasionally he would hold your waist tight and push your face down into the pillows below, whispering the most vulgar obscenities to your ear.

“Shit, babygirl.” “Yeah, you like that?” “Fuck yeah, take that cock.” “So fuckin tight.”

He would slam into you over and over again, abusing your swollen pussy with such ferocity that it caused a sharp pang of pleasure to shoot through youe core. Then he’d shealth himself deep inside, growling through clenched teeth. “You’re takin me so well.”

Every second you spent with him felt like forever. But it couldn't have been any more satisfying. He was make love to you until you shattered from his lips; his touch; his words, his cock.

His fingers dug into your hips; nails scraping against your skin, creating small trails of bruises. “You’re mine, y’know that?”

You could only respond in moans or whimpers. Your speech barely comprehensable to him, but he didn’t care. Every sound or movement you made told him all that he needed to know.

It was a wonder how no one knocked on your door to complain about all the noise. Not Prompto or Ignis, or the other motel quests. Not even Noctis. In the back of your mind, you wondered if the others had been listening throughout the night, but the thought was soon drowned out by your own moans.

The bed croaked in response to your passionate lovemaking. The wooden frame beat the wall over and over and over again in sync with Gladio’s thrusts, scratching off the paint.

You felt his bare chest make contact with your back as he leaned down, mixing his sweat with yours. His lips ghosted over the shell of your ear, gently nibbling on your skin. Your name fell from his lips with a grunt. The sound was music to your ears.

You swore to the Astrals that you could’ve fallen apart right then and there.

You let out a soft cry into the pillow, shuddering from every overhwelming sensation.

“Fuck (Name),” He kissed your shoulder blade, leaving light trails of teeth marks as he slowed the ferocity of his thrusts while still making sure to reach the most peasureable depths inside you

Gladiolus growled against the crook of your neck, feeling your cunt flutter around him. “Oh shit…” He grunted, grinding into you harder. His breathing grew heavier as he wrapped his arms tight around you. Your body was practially buried beneath his weight.

You bit down on the pillow, muffling out a moan into it. His large hand caressed your lower abdomen as he pulled you tighter to his body. The bed squeaked under him as his hips rolled along with yours.

Your back arched against his hard chest, your legs trembling from both the excitement and exhaustion. Your muscles tightened in an instinctual reaction whenever he took you this far. “Please.” You whimpered just loud enough for him to register, aching for relief.

Picking up speed yet again, Gladio shut his eyes and clenched his teeth. Sweat beaded his forehead, dampening the strands of hair that hung onto his forehead. His muscular thighs tensed and flexed as he continued his relentless pounding.

You whimpered weakly, burying your face deeper into the pillow. Every thrust caused your clit to sting from overstimulation.

Coincidentally, every hard thrust caused the bed to croak louder and louder behind the lewd sounds.

Gladiolus let out a loud grunt, slamming into you with renewed vigor. Your breath caught in your throat, you couldn’t believe that this was happening. He continued to thrust with an intensity that left you trembling, unable to stop yourself from cumming right away.

A faint cracking could be heard coming from somehwhere in the room, but you didn’t pay any mind to it. As a final thrust brought forth your orgasm, it felt as if the walls came crumbling down. You emitted a loud cry of ecstasy.

And with yet another orgasm for the night, the bed finally gave out one last croak before collapsing in on itself.

CRACK

The bed’s legs cracked first, then the entire bedframe gave in and fell flat to the ground.

There was a pause that lasted way too long, leaving you both dead silent. It was like the world had stopped. Neither of you moved, almost too scared to break the bed further.

It took a few seconds to register what happened. Thankfully the mattress didn’t slide off during the event, so neither of you got hurt. Both emitting soft gasps, Gladio was the first to lift himself up to check out the damage.

You whined as he pulled out of you, leaving you empty and still trembling from your orgasm. And while his cock was still standing proud, still leaking with want, he ignored it entirely.

He got off of you. Rubbing the back of his neck as he grimaced at the state of the bed.

“Shit…” He cursed, reaching for the broken bed frame.

“Is it bad?” You weakly sat up, cheeks flushed and eyes puffy. “It’s gonna cost us a couple thousand Gil...” Gladio shrugged, glancing back at you.

Groaning, you pushed yourself up from the pile of pillows. Your legs wobbled as you stood, letting the blood rush to your limbs once you regained your balance. “You think Iggy’ll lecture us later?” You chuckled softly, leaning forward to grab onto Gladio’s forearm, using it to steady yourself.

“I bet he’ll make us cook for a week.” He laughed, assuring you with a soft peck to your cheek. “I’m gonna have a great time explaining this to the owner...” He grunted, briefly leaving your side.

Walking around the room, he picked up the clothes scattered all over the foor. “We really outdid ourselves didn’t we?” Gladio added with a small grin, looking down at you with amusement.

You laughed softly to yourself and pulled yourself together. “Yeah, definitely did.” You glanced at the mess of the bed again, then looked at him.

“Never expected you to be so… passionate.” You smiled sheepishly.

Gladiolus scoffed, sliding his boxers back on. “Well you weren’t expecting a gentle giant, were ya?” He teased. Walking over to where you stood, he pulled you towards him and kissed your temple.

“Nah, never.” You grinned up at him, resting your hand over his chest. “You made it worth my while.” You whispered, giving him a small kiss on the cheek.

He let out a satisfied hum, “That’s not all I got in store for you, babe.” Playfully squeezing your ass, Gladio pulled you in for a kiss. After a couple more minutes he broke the kiss and turned away from you, grabbing his phone.

“Get yourself dressed and go see Iggy. He’ll probably let you sleep in his room.” He uttered as he put his pants back on.

As you picked up your clothes and shuffled towards the bathroom, you turned back to look at him momentairly. “And what about you?” You asked.

“I’ll stay here and call the front desk.” He answered as he grabbed his shirt from the floor and put it back on. “Don’t tell Ignis just yet. Wouldn’t want him getting pissed at you for my mistake.”

[discodreaming]

characters: gladiolus amicita x reader

general warnings: none, it's fluff and kind of nsfw some parts. headcanon based mostly

You’d always known Gladio was a hopeless but passionate romantic; he always showered you with his seemingly limitless love. It was new for you; your other boyfriends couldn’t live up to Gladio’s level. He’d always go beyond the bare minimum, not by a little but by a lot. And every little thing he did sent a flutter of butterflies to roam through your chest and stomach, causing you to giggle and kick your feet happily. 

Gladio loved you and wasn’t afraid to show it, whether you be in public or even in private. His hands were on your waist, on your hips or even holding your hand as you walked through the streets of Lucis. He’d always be touching some part of you, especially if you weren’t comfortable with PDA.

If you were having a bad day, he’d be there in an instant - even if he was supposed to be dealing with Noctis. But he has been warned he was only to watch over Noctis, not fully babysit him. Besides, it was his day off when he came to your apartment, using the spare key he had to come right in. He’d have everything for you too, from the snacks, favorite drinks, blankets and even getting your favorite movie ready. His arm rubbing your back as he listens to you cry and vent out your problems. And if you didn’t feel like talking? Don’t worry he’s still gonna c uddle you and wait for you to talk as you two simply sit there together.

Even if Gladio is having a bad day, he does have somewhat of a habit of not wanting to talk about things. Especially since he was the one to take up the family mantle of the shield for the crown. But with gentle hands on his arm, his face and a little kiss he can find himself fully relaxing into your arms as he tells you what’s happened, his body falling lax as he lays his head on your stomach. 

Noctis and Prompto are most def jealous of Gladio being able to pick someone like you up so easily. Gladio having to listen to the way they rant. “One day you two will find someone.” he would always say as he sends a text to you, asking how you would like to go on a date that night. 

I wanna tell you how much he worships the ground you walk on, calling you his little prince(ss) sometimes. Or even his flower. My god this man if you were to marry him he’d go way above and beyond, even more so for you. 

Some angst: He’s always worried over you, protective over you especially when the fall happened. To which he does end up double texting you or he’ll go radio silent due to the issues happening. He always makes sure to reassure you everything will be okay, everything is alright, that you guys will get through this together. 

And Gladio is a family man, he’s very protective of those he does consider family. So he would be all for marriage, and having kids with you. And i’m not talking about just one or two, he would want a lot of them. But he’d be fine with one or two if that’s what you want. 

GIRL DAD CODED HE IS T H E GIRLDAD

He is WHIPPED FOR YOU. absolutely whipped, he has you as his background, especially with a cute picture of you two together. 

NSFW DOWN BELOW

Breeding kink.  Even if the two of you aren’t trying for a child, he’s very much still wanting to try and breed you, fill you up with everything that is him. So this could also count as a possessive kink too. 

He rarely ever fucks, he’s more of a passionate and love-making type of man. But if you do ask him nicely he is willing to be rough though.

He gets off to you being smaller than him ( which isn’t hard, man is 6’6. ) but only because he can see the bulge in your stomach and he likes pressing down onto it because of all your little reactions to it. 

Now for the rougher kinks? He likes to overstimulate you, likes to make sure you’re feeling good and that does mean he is giving you the upmost pleasure and won’t stop until he thinks you have had enough or you say a safe word. 

He’ll fuck you in the truck but as a treat and if you two are just too needy to help yourselves, but that’s mostly reserved for the special date nights in the back of his truck, especially picnics. 

Although he prefers slow love making, if you two need it he will go for a quickie and sometimes if you’re begging hard enough for it he will pound you and make sure you can feel it for days. 

[suvidrache]

Don't Worry

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Word Count: 225 | Read it on AO3

Coming home late from work. You nearly drop everything in your hands as you try to search for your keys. You cursed under your breath; you wanted to cry, and maybe you were. You slammed your hand on the doorknob and threw open the door. The door had been left unlocked. Gladiolus heard the noises and had moved to the door. Your stuff fell, and Gladiolus picked it up and led you inside the house.

“Don't worry about it. It's okay.” He said as he sat you on the couch. You buried your head in your hands as Gladiolus went about putting your stuff away and came back with a cup of noodles. He wasn't much of a cook, but it didn't matter. He made you food, and it was still warm. The baby started to make noises, and you closed your eyes.

“Don't worry, I got it.” He said gently as he left to take care of your child.

You finished your food. You couldn't remember what happened next, but you woke up in bed, and your shoes were gone. Gladiolus had moved you to the bed. He didn't want you to sleep on the couch. Your pajamas were neatly folded beside you. If you wanted to change into something more comfortable, he knew your nightly routine. He made sure everything was easily accessible.

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[blitzvan]

Imagine a threesome with Gladio and Prom (while having been in a sexual, or romantic if you want, relationship with Gladdy before this goes down)

Since Prom’s around, Gladio wants to Dom. But you make him sub and hand the reigns over to Prom.

And he’s just like ‘woah, what’

But then you just tell him to go all out on Gladio. And you can tell he’s still shy about it so you spend more time on the sidelines, watching and giving him a few directions here and there.

Before you come in behind him and just kinda fondle him while he’s busy with Gladio.

You start by kissing his cheeks and rubbing his shoulders while telling him he’s doing so good. Then you rub down his arms before pressing against his back and your hands move to his chest and down his stomach.

He’s trying to focus on Gladio but the way you’re touching him and praising him just makes him feel SO Good he can’t help but to kinda hang his head and pant, maybe let out a few whiny moans since you won’t quite TOUCH him yet.

He really wants you to touch him more, to touch him down there but the look that Gladio gives him is practically screaming 'don’t’ 'shut up’ because he's been dommed by you before and he knows how much of a tease you can be.

Imagine him being a sexual virgin. Like, sure, he’s kissed a girl before. But he’s never done anything sexual. Let alone anything like this.

(But just imagine Gladio getting wrecked by a virgin)

So when he sees you and Gladio share a look before you seperate he’s so lost. But goes 50 shades of red when he feels you spreading his ass open and rubbing something SO COLD on him.

And the fact that THIS is his first experience?

Oh, oh but before that Gladio gives him tips on how to fuck him, praising him and all that until you push Prom’s hips a certain way, guiding him, and Gladio just falls apart

And him getting praise from you about how good he’s doing with your hands all over him and working to get a strap on/dildo (Or natural parts. This was originally a convo with a friend about a MFM threesome but I won't discriminate) in his ass PLUS praise from Gladio about how good HE feels in his ass while Gladio’s eyes are half lidded and he’s just so close to having them roll into the back of his head.

Gladio finishes and is just laying there, panting and holding onto one of Prom’s arms while you have your head resting on Prom’s shoulder and still doing slow strokes while he’s still adjusting. You notice Gladio’s about to just knock out so you give his ass a pinch and are just like 'don’t be rude, Gladio. Say thank you’ And he’s just so spent that he doesn’t even really think about it, he just continuously repeats these hoarse 'thank yous’ over and over again while looking at Prom with glazed over eyes

And you know Prom, he’s a sucker for praise. So he’s still bent over Gladio with these wide eyes (He never thought he’d be fucking GLADIO, let alone seeing him like this) and all he’s hearing are those thank you’s while you’re stoking him and are getting rougher with him. The elevation in your speed makes his arms give out and pushes him into Gladio. Gladio let’s out a long groan because DAMN he’s still sensitive. But who is he to ruin Prom’s time?

Gladio holds Prom to him and just endlessly pours praise into his ears while you’re going at it, pushing Prom closer and closer. You’d think someone would come investigating with how loud Prompto’s moans are.

Let alone how loud he is when he actually cums

But now it’s Gladio’s turn to correct behavior. So he turns Prom’s head so he can see you, whispering in his ear about how much you went out of your way to make him feel good and how it would be so rude to let it go unthanked

So Prom pushes himself up on shaky arms (they shake even more as you pull out of his ass. He even moans a little again. Light and breathy) before he turns just enough to nuzzle your neck and kiss your shoulders before giving his most earnest and heartfelt 'thank you’

[ariseur]

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Until Darkness Descends

FANDOM: Final Fantasy XV

CHAPTER: 20

MAIN PAIRING: Ardyn Izunia x Reader

SEC. PAIRING: Gladiolus Amicitia x Reader

RATING: Explicit

        Streaks of orange and red painted the cloudless sky when the boys returned to pick you up. After paying the small town doctor, your group received a package from Cindy addressed to a motel owner a town away. 

        Your eyes were as heavy as cement and you struggled to keep them open during the hour long drive to Longmythe. The darkness behind your eyelids was a welcomed presence for your weary head. Your muscles were thawing snow against the comforting heat of your boyfriend's body as you leaned your head against his shoulder. His muscular arm was wrapped around your body and cradled you against him. 

      Everyone was quiet the entire way there, you could practically taste the fatigue in the air. By the time your group reached the small town, the sky was pitch black with a smattering of stars that decorated the naked space. True to your word, your group handed the package over to the motel owner before calling it a night. 

       Sleep beckoned you into its sweet arms, rendering every muscle in your body to goo, and made every step you took heavy and slow. Gladiolus had to practically drag you to your shared room for the night. Getting ready for bed was a challenge now that you were one arm down, but fortunately your boyfriend was more than happy to help you discard your outside clothes and dress you in your pajamas.

       Once you were both ready for bed, you laid down in each other's arms. Tension dripped away from your muscles like wax from a dwindling candle. You rested your cheek against Gladiolus' hard chest, feeling the beginnings of a dream morph in your mind.

       Before you could fully fall asleep, Gladiolus spoke, "so what happened back there?" He asked, his baritone thick with a weariness that mirrored your own.

       "Back where?" You asked back. Your thoughts were moving at a snail's pace, even molasses could outrun it at this point.

       "The hunt." He answered.

       You gave a noncommittal shrug. "Had a migraine and got distracted."

       "A migraine, thought you stopped having those." 

       You yawned and snuggled even deeper inside his arms. He rubbed your back in that soothing way of his that always made you fall asleep faster. "Guess it came back."

           His silence was deafening, so much so that you couldn't find solace in the circles that were being drawn on your back. You opened your eyes, fatigue parting from your face like retreating hands.

         "This is not normal." He said at last. "You may have to sit out future hunts if this continues. Any ideas why they came back?" 

         Dread free fell into the pit of your stomach. Would Gladiolus truly make you sit out future fights even after your arm is completely healed? Your scalp tingled and tightened all at once, it was this afternoon all over again. But, he was right. It was truly strange that you were suddenly hit with a migraine after years of going without.

        Usually your migraines would accompany a flash of a scene in your head, brief glimpses of what you could only describe as memories you could not recall from your own life. But it had been many many years since you've last had a freaky episode like that. The earliest you could remember was from the dawn of your teen years.

        You painted a figure eight against Gladiolus' steel like chest with the tip of your finger. Today you thought you saw Ardyn and that was when the migraine hit you. Was he somehow the catalysis behind it all? Now that you thought about it, you never suffered from a migraine until the day you met him, but you've endured the beating drum in your head on numerous occasions, many of which did not include a sighting of the elusive redhead. 

      Realizing you did not answer Gladiolus' question yet, you lifted your head from his chest and gazed into his eyes. "None." You admitted, although you had your ideas, none of which you could say to your boyfriend anyways. You never spoke about Ardyn to him and you won't start now, not without the redhead's permission at least. You saw what happened the last time you allowed someone to know about his presence in your life and you weren't about to repeat the same mistake. 

      Gladiolus sighed and wrapped his arms around you. "For now we'll deal with them as they come. But once we reach Altissa I'm taking you to a doctor. Maybe doctors over there know something doctors over here don't." He said. 

      A sort of comforting sadness creased the edges of your eyes. Gladiolus had always held out hope that you would one day discover the root cause of your affliction, and receive a cure, long after you've already given up hope.

     Exhaustion from the day kissed your eyes once more and you lowered your head back against his chest. "Maybe." You said before the darkness swallowed you whole once more.

      Water stretched out as far as the eye could see. You turned around and found no end in sight. The gentle splish splash of liquid followed your turning feet. Looking down, you found your reflection rippling over the face of the water. You were standing on top of it but how? The ocean's cool touch licked the soles of your feet as you walked upon the water. It felt solid like you were walking on land. 

      Just where were you exactly? You lifted your eyes to the cloudless sky above you. The sun beamed down from its throne in the sky, its golden light chased the ripples in the sea. Beyond its path was a singular black dot in the water. You studied the spot and watched as it got bigger. Black mist spread under the surface of the ocean like buckets of discarded ink. 

     The water splashed around your toes as you retreated from the approaching darkness, but there was no use. It was moving everywhere and only getting bigger. It chased after your fleeting steps until every last drop of blue was consumed. 

      Ominous dark clouds peaked above the horizon like the fingers of a giant. Your pupils dilated as you watched the friendly blue sky get completely devoured next. Your stomach turned, before you could even blink, the entire sky was completely black as the water underneath you. 

       Disembodied voices carried on the wind. Their discordant chants increased, getting louder and louder until they reached a strident pitch. Hands flew to your ears in an attempt to shield them from the assault. Chaos brewed in your temples, the shrill drumbeat of the ghostly voices surrounded you and made your head pulse with a thousand marching men. 

       Blood pooled in your toes from your head the moment you felt icy fingers wrap around your ankle. You barely had time to yelp before you were dragged down into the black depths. You thrashed and kicked but the hand did not relent. Hell resided in your lungs, the need to breath clawed at your throat till you were sure there was nothing left of your neck but bone and sinew.   

       Your arms flung about underneath the waves, your tears disappearing to the darkness all around you. The frosty grip on your ankle was a vice that sent spikes of ice up your leg. Amid your panic you looked down. The ghostly white face of the creature pulling you down barely peered through the dark. But you saw enough of it to cause your heart to catapult out of your mouth. Dark lines scorched the area underneath the creature's eyes, the side of his mouth eroded away by the same black ooze.

      With bulging eyes, you clawed for the surface. Your muscles screamed with the need to survive. A sinister laugh echoed through the muffling darkness and ripped down your spine. Your own scream was swallowed by the weight of the depths. Tendrils of black smoke swam through the muddled water like a sea serpent out for blood. The ocean splashed around your flailing limbs as the smoke plunged into your eyes. You opened your mouth to scream when the second tendril shoved down your throat. 

    A scream broke from your throat as you bolted upright. Your heart was flying a 1000 miles per second in your chest. Instead of heavy black water, it was a dark motel room that met your gaze. Confusion churned in your stomach, twisting like a living thing inside your body.  A sleepy masculine groan was the next thing to greet you. Rising to his elbows, Gladiolus gazed into your wide tear filled eyes.

     "Wah's goin' on?" He asked, his voice heavy with sleep.

      You inhaled but the thin air couldn’t quench the burning fire in your lungs.

      "Hey, hey, shhh," Gladiolus gathered you in his arms, his voice no longer shackled to the sleep he so clearly needed. "It's alright. It was just a dream." He said, rubbing comforting circles on your back. Relief washed over you like buckets of sunlight and you curled into his inviting embrace.

       After calming you down Gladiolus went back to sleep. But you remained awake, staring at the dark nothingness above you. Your eyes were raw from the need to sleep, but you couldn't bring yourself to close them. You don't think you want to close them ever again.

[joy-laufeyson]

Final Fantasy XV fic recommendations

(Reader inserts) Recommendations of my favorite headcanons/imagines/fics/scenarios (I don’t own any)

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@ ashaluciscaelum's masterlist @ ff15trashgoldenslumbers' masterlist @ ffxvhoe's masterlist @ fortheloveofeos´ masterlist @ inconsistencys' masterlist @ mandakatt's masterlist @ miss-scientia's masterlist @ randomfandomimagine´s masterlist

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THE CHOCOBROS

Noctis Lucis Caelum • Prompto Argentum • Ignis Scientia • Gladiolus Amicitia

↪︎ @ insomniasix's (promto) masterlist ↪︎ @ insomniasix's (ignis) masterlist ↪︎ @ insomniasix's (gladio) masterlist

KINGSLAVE

Nyx Ulric • Ravus Nox Fleuret

↪︎ @ insomniasix's (nyx) masterlist

THE CHOCOBROS (GENERAL)

fluff / kisses + Ravus, Luna, Ardyn, Nyx & Cor

angst fluff / blinded + Nyx & Ravus

fluff / you’re injured

fluff / moving in together + Nyx

fluff / flirting

fluff / acepting their feelings

fluff / au mistletoe

fluff / initialy hating you

fluff / they´re sick

fluff / proposing

sfw / buying lingerie

angst fluff/ arguing over y/n

fluff / celebrating your birthday

angst / argument

fluff / wearing glasses

angst / broken phone

angst fluff / the crystal chose you

fluff / dyed hair

fluff / using their outfits

sfw / period simulator + Nyx & Cor

fluff / turned into a child

fluff / checking out their crush and getting caught by another chocobro

fluff / borrowing Cindy's clothes

fluff / dancing in the rain + Ravus

sfw / turn ons + Cor, Nyx & Ravus

fluff / murmuring their name in your sleep

angst fluff / comforting crush after being cheated on by ex

nsfw / shower sex

fluff / thunderstorm

fluff / trying to make y/n smile

fluff / insecure about scars

fluff / looking through your sketchbook

fluff / wrestling turning into make out session

fluff / dog cupid

fluff / kissing their scars

nsfw / getting caught

fluff angst / anxiety attacks

fluff / passed out

fluff / "can you hold something for me?"

fluff / valentine's day

fluff / 1st I love you

love triangle

angst fluff / Gladio x reader x Prompto

angst fluff / Noctis x reader x Ignis

angst fluff / Prompto x reader x Noctis

angst fluff / Ignis x reader x Gladio

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Updated:15-June-2022

[rosiewritesstuff]

Yo! your blog rocks and i see it's only beginning, so im throwing in a request if you can do it ill be on cloud 9. im a Gladio fan so if i can get a fluffy one with him that be swell. like the big man offering flowers to reader from time to time before asking her out. thx XXX

No Name

Part 1/4

Gladiolus x Fem!Kingsglaive!Reader

DESCRIPTION: You are a tired Glaive with a thin patience for dating, noise, and crowded spaces-- After just getting your heart broken once again, you decide to sail alone in the sea of singleness. However, when being caught filtering in and out of a high security area where you do not belong, you find yourself in a pickle that is too hard to explain… and the problem itself has pretty amber eyes and rippling pectorals.

Authors Note: Hello Anon! I am so sorry this took FOREVER for me to write. (And when I mean forever— I mean FOREVER) I am sure you moved on by now and left this fandom in your rear view mirror, but I will never leave a request unfulfilled— even if it becomes dusty within my request box. But I hope I can make up for the lengthy time gap by giving you a huge story in return. This is probably the longest fic I have written and published ever in my life! I hope I did your request justice, as well as Gladio! Enjoy!

With all this being said, I am now getting to the other request in my inbox! I am so sorry for the wait everyone. Just know I am doing my best to fulfill your requests! For the time being, lets bring on the Gladio love!! -Rosie

Warning: story does contain swearing. Read at your own risk. (Slow burn)

Like it and wish to continue? Here is Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

The morning after a rough, emotionally tolling evening, always held a bit of a sting. When you woke, it was almost like you had forgotten everything that had occurred. Your eyes groggily drank in the cracked pattern of plaster on your ceiling, before trudging down to the split within your curtains. Sunlight fought to stream through the thick fabric, and managed only a bit, giving a small beam of golden light to your bedroom. You sighed, arm falling limply over your eyes in hopes to filter out the small victory the sun had against your curtains. Your alarm hadn't gone off yet, and you had no intentions of getting up any earlier then you already had to.

Motionless you laid, waiting for your body to lull back to sleep. However seconds seemed to drag on more like hours, and your mind began its menial task of compartmentalizing all you had to do for that day.

It wasn't until you finally gave in to your roused state, when everything began to set in again. Disappointment. Sheer and utter disappointment. Not to mention dread. With a heavy sigh, your arm that draped over your eyes shot up and grabbed your phone that rested on your nightstand; still connected to the charger. You were shocked— That even through your anguish, you still managed to put your phone on the hook. That was beside the point. You blinked away the haze within your eyes and read the time that sat in bold white letters against your lock screen. 7:30.

You shifted to sit up, back resting on the headboard of your bed. Unlocking your phone, you sifted through social media, text messages, old pictures, you even flittered through little time wasting games that somehow made it onto your phone. You did this, only to avoid the dating app that had started it all. The reason a crashing headache seemed to throb directly behind your eyes.

The gnawing voice in the back of your mind asked that you open it— Check to see if that guy left you a message. Check to see if he even read the one you had sent. However, the logical part of you itched to delete it, removing every last drop from the memory your phone carried. Inner turmoil raged within your foggy mind, and you sat there staring at the app as if it were the devil— coaxing you to do wrongfully. Your thumb came dangerously close to hitting the app in means of opening it— until your saving grace pulled you from the trance.

Your phone buzzed in your hand, a name splayed as a banner at the top of your screen. Prompto Argentium. Your good friend. You had met by pure happenstance in the Citadel, he was lost on his way to meet up with the Prince. One wrong turn had him treading through the opposite wing of the Citadel. Before he knew it he was nearing the Glaive briefing room, with confusion written across his freckled face. You were the one who found him, and kindly walked him to his destination.

It didn't take long for the two of you to become friends, and exchanged information to keep in touch.

With a shadow of a grin on your face, you answered the phone with a trite greeting.

"Hey you, How did the date go? I have been thinking about you all day. Please tell me it went well." Prompto's chipper voice seemed to do more damage then good; absentmindedly rubbing salt within your wounds.

"Terrible, to put it bluntly," You sighed, voice thick. You cleared it and pushed yourself to sit upward, elbows digging into your legs.

"Why? What happened? He sounded like he was it." Disappointment reflected in Prompto's voice, as if he felt just as broken up as you did. Well more like numb at this point.

"He stood me up. I sat at the restaraunt for an hour before giving up. Lets face it Prompto, romance is dead, and hookups are all the rage. No one wants genuine love—" You were silently waving your white flag in surrender to the gods. As if to beg them to stop adding insult upon injury. They won, and you were now fine with that.

"That is not true. It is out there. You just... gotta sift through the bad ones first." He sighed, "You aren't alone. I'm in the same boat. But just because that dude was a loser, doesn't mean all dudes suck."

You wanted to laugh, but swallowed the urge as you swung your feet to hover over the floor. "They do all suck."

"Hey!—"

"Well except you." You shrugged with a hint of a smile. "Look, I am not all bent out of shape about it. Just sucks is all. But I think I need a break from all of that. Its getting to be taxing on my mental health."

"Take care of yourself, girl! Forget about dudes. Tell ya what, maybe we should meet up for lunch. How does Tony's sound? All you can eat bacon—" Prompto was the king at advertising. And damn did bacon sound good.

"Breakfast for lunch— I am in."

****

That night, as you were walking through the halls of the Citadel, gym bag slung over your shoulder— You didn't allow your mind to argue your decision. You deleted the dreaded dating app, and locked your phone. The feeling that seemed to wash over you was strange. While part of you felt freed from the chains that the app held onto you— there was a note of disappointment. But you swallowed it quickly while reaching deep into your pocket and pulling out a small keycard.

You were far from where you truly belonged, edging towards the opposite side of the Citadel from where you usually worked, trained, and dwelt. It was known that there were designated training rooms for those within the Crownsguard, as well as the Royalty. It was also common knowledge that the individuals holding those high positions had keys to enter those rooms. You however, had an in.

As you neared the large gym doors, you glanced around the nearly vacant hallway. It stretched to the left and right of you for a good distance, before branching off to other smaller corridors. Luckily, they were all empty— The only sound came from your approaching feet and the hum from the air conditioning that rushed through metal plated grates near the ceiling. With a practiced, swift maneuver, you tapped the key onto the metal receiver. You were rewarded with a satisfying click, signifying your allowance into the locked room. The metal handle of the door snapped as you shoved it open.

Unlike the training room where the glaives all gathered, this one was nicer; more spacious, and air conditioned. To add the cherries on top— It was hardly used. And at 8:30 at night, it remained vacant. The gym was empty, aside for the equipment that was scattered across the wooden flooring. You were in the clear.

Like the past two weeks you had been visiting the Royal Training Room, you made a steady strut to the woman's locker room to change out of your uniform and into something with a bit more flexibility. However, when you approached the door, you were met with a sign. In black bold face letters it read: CLOSED FOR MATENENCE. "Of course," You sighed, head tilting in attempt to stretch the muscles that seemed to bunch up in your neck. There was no other choice but to retreat to the next locker room over— the men's. Not that it mattered of course, there was no one around. You were alone. You walked the few paces to your left and stepped through the door, sliding your heavy gym bag from off your shoulder.

You hardly looked up as you dumped your bag to the floor. But as soon as you did, you caught a flash of movement. Your gaze whipped from the tile to a large man, white towel clinging to the slight swell in his hips. Your eyes raked up the figure, starting at the calves and growing ever so slowly upward. The figure had a tattoo that stretched from his lower back, and painted his tanned skin all the way across his shoulder blades and bled towards his arms. The detailed ink made the shape of a bird and its wings… and could only be owned by none other then—

"Care to explain why you are here?" His gruff voice reverberated off the walls, and spiked the nervousness in your chest. The muscular man turned to look at you, a second towel clenched in his hand; sopping up the moisture from his soaked, dark brown hair. He seemed unbothered that you had walked in on him, post shower and half naked. However he held a scowl that could be written off as deadly— especially for someone who absolutely did not belong there at all. His thick eyebrow slowly climbed up his forehead, thick lips beginning to flatten into a displeasing line.

You caught yourself gawking and swallowed hard before whipping your head towards the floor. Crouching, you snagged the handles of your bag and threw it over your shoulder. "I am so sorry, I did not mean to intrude. The woman's—"

"I am well aware. I'm talking about in general." He was blunt, and shot straight to the point.

"Ah, I am not sure." You were in for it now. And to spoil all of the luck you had rushed in with the past few weeks— you were busted by the Sworn Shield of the Prince. "Again, my mistake, I will leave."

"No you won't. and don't act like you just stumbled in here. I am not an idiot."

Of course not, you wanted to say, there is a key to get in— "Look, It was my mistake. I will just go—"

"How did you get in here?" Gladiolus gruffly asked. You sighed and took two steps closer to the door; back turned to him to avoid his tempered gaze. At least what you imagined it was.

You had an insider's help— at least that was the honest answer. Were you prepared to give that answer? absolutely not. That would just be throwing Prompto under the bus. You swallowed thickly, bolstered up your bravery and straightened your back. Confidence, you've read in a psychology textbook, can sometimes work within your favor. "I'm afraid I cant share that information."

Gladio huffed, clicking his tongue. The towel he had been drying his hair with was thrown to the bench in front of him. "You best, or you will find yourself in a heap more trouble then you are already in. This training room is for authorized personnel only and as much as I admire the Glaive, you do not count."

The back handed, not really, but kind of a compliment made your heart swell. But only for a moment— It was pilfered rapidly by the growing nerves that continued to pulsate through your veins; even despite your desperate attempts to quell it by bolstering fake confidence. You bowed your head and took another side step to the door. "Yes, I know. I don't have ill intentions. I just like the peace and quiet. The Glaive training room is always crowded, loud and I hardly have space to work with. But like I said: I can't tell you anything. I am sorry again,"

Another step had you half way through the small juncture before the door. You were almost free. "You wait for me outside the locker room. We are not finished with this, and you are not leaving. This is serious."

Serious, he acted like using a gym was a grade A felony. But in fear of being hunted down by what everyone knew as one of the strongest men in the Citadel, you rather not take any chances. You gave him a subtle wave of your hand before finally leaving the locker room.

Part of you felt stupid for not running. He didn't catch your face, or at least to your knowledge— and he had no other information. If you made a break for it, then could he really come after you? You weighed out your options, feet nervously stuttering beneath you. Your foot moved towards the door, however as quickly as your mind changed its thinking; it cemented back in place. You balanced on this uncomfortable precipice for what felt like ever— until you made your decision: leave.

You unglued your heavy foot from off the ground, and took your first step towards freedom. But it ended quickly when the locker room door hinges squealed with dread. Instinctually, you whipped your head around. Gladio stood easily 6'6, rippling muscles cascaded up his thick biceps and continued throughout his upper half. The thin, tight, tank top that Gladio wore seemed to leave very little to the imagination. This man was built. And leaving probably meant your demise. But in the same regard— staying could mean the same as well. Again you swallowed the thickness in your throat and you turned fully to face the Shield. "Listen, Gladio. I don't really want trouble. I just came here looking for a peaceful work out. Sorry for barging in on you, and sorry for being here." Your words sounded more confident than you truly felt, which you supposed could be a good thing… after all, Psychology.

"I will ask again, and I want the real answer. How the hell did you get in here?" Did he just fully ignore you? You were growing tired of the constant questioning. Despite the welling of fear that pooled in your stomach, you flashed a cheeky smirk. You learned far more in your Psychology classes than you had ever thought.

"Maybe you shouldn't leave the door unlocked, it would save from all this trouble." You shrugged, head tilting to the automatic locking door. Reverse Psychology. Snark usually got you nowhere. That is what your mother always said in her usual strict, no nonsense tone. And she was always right on every account. But it didn't make it any less appealing to speak that way.

You were lucky to catch the cascading thoughts flooding through Gladio's mind. His amber eyes told the story well. It began with fear, back tracking through his past hour— then a sudden crash of realization-- then the final touch of sharpness when he picked up on your idiocy. "Enough of the games—"

"Like I said Gladio, It was great meeting you, but unfortunately this is beginning to bore me, and I have places to be this evening. Its been swell." You turned on your heels with a little bit of oomph, hair whipping to follow your wake. You trekked with a steady step towards the door.

"Hold it! I didn't even get your name!" he shouted, voice booming against the walls of the training room. You waited for him to grab you and detain you. Which he was more than capable of doing; considering you were in the wrong, committing crimes against the Citadel— even if they did seem insignificant. However that wasn't going to stop you from making a break for it.

You only tilted your head back to respond: "Sorry for being inconsiderate… As unfortunate as it sounds, I was never given a name."

"That's bullshit." His voice flickered away from the strict tone it usually carried. It cracked as if to show a bit of amusement. Were you amusing the Prince's Shield? You knew you were dead meat, and most likely were about to be in a long ass conference with the General, Marshal, and most likely the witness of your heinous crime. Boldness and confidence occasionally worked within your favor, and you were ready to gamble that.

"Says the guy with a name. Catch ya later!" You pushed hard at the gym doors, and quickly made your get away.

[renohasbigtits]

How would the chocobros help a s/o who's going through a painful menstrual period?

Noctis

• I’m gonna be frank, he doesn’t know much about periods.

• He’s very awkward about the whole thing but that doesn’t mean he won’t be supportive or helpful.

• He feels bad that you’re hurting during you’re period.

• He would comfort you the best he could.

• He can’t be there all the time but he’s gonna tru his damnest.

• Whatever you need, he’ll get it. No questions asked.

• He’ll be a bit embarrassed if his to get pads or tampons but he won’t complain.

• He’ll (try) to cook for you. Whatever you want.

• He just wants you to get through it and he’ll be there for you ❤️

Prompto

• Baby feels so bad!!

• He doesn’t want you to feel any pain!

• Baby would spoil you.

• He’ll take time off to take care of you. Even though you insist, you’ll be fine, he doesn’t want you to suffer alone.

• Want him to cook? Sure! Run out of pads/tampons? he’ll go get more!

• He’ll make you feel like Royalty!

Ignis

• He would treat you like Royalty.

• He’s done his research to a T!

• He knows what to get and what will help.

• He sadly can’t be there all the time but he’s gonna make the most of it.

• He’ll get you the best Pads/Tampons, Chocolate, Ingredients for food.

• He wants you to relax and take it easy.

• He’s truly the best!

Gladiolus 

• He, surprisingly, knows a lot about periods.

• He apparently read a lot about in a book once??? But anyways…

• He’s so sweet and will get ya anything.

• Unlike Noct, he isn’t embarrassed about getting pads/tampons. He thinks it’s stupid to be embarrassed by that.

• He isn’t a great cook but a little guide by a cook book helped him a ton.

• He also got you’re favorite Chocolate. He’s definitely the second best!

[rey-is-not-a-skywalker]

Gladiolus Amicita SFW alphabet.

Warnings: none.

Felt like doing another one, so here we go! Remember to leave requests for any characters you would like to see next!

Enjoy! ❤

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A - Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Gladio doesn't care where you are, he'll always show affection to you. He loves to be affectionate towards you in many ways- be it grabbing your waist and pulling you in, or something like head rubs and messing your hair up a little- he does love seeing you like that.

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

He's the motivational friend, but not the 'you can do it', kind of motivational, oh no. It's more... 'Get your head outta your ass and pull yourself together' kind of motivation.

C - Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He will happily let you cuddle up to him. He loves laying on the sofa and having you rest on his chest. Usually he will put an arm around you as you both lay there with blankets keeping you both warm.

D - Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking, cleaning, ect?)

Though he doesn't usually show it, he is actually an amazing cook, especially when it comes to meat, egg, and fish. He tends to steer away from cooking a meal though, and will instead make you both a lovely cup noodle with only the freshest ingredients. Cleaning wise, he isn't the best at cleaning, but he will do so from time to time.

E - Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would only break up with a partner if he had a very good reason to. For example, if you were being purposely rude, or if his royal duties prevented him from being with you. In the first scenario, he would be straight to the point, and wouldn't show much emotion. In the second one, he'd also be straight to the point, but he'd show some emotion. He knows you would understand though, and he hopes you can be together again someday.

F - Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? Do they wanna get married?)

Honestly, I cannot see Gladio getting married. I think he'd be too caught up in his royal duties to want to commit to anything, especially something that would last as long as a marriage. He would also have to make sure you were 'the one' before even considering a full commitment.

G - Gentle (How gentle are they both physically and emotionally?)

Physically, he tries to be as gentle as he can. He does try, really he does, but his chunky body makes it difficult sometimes. Emotionally, he won't be very gentle if you're sulking like a baby- he'll most likely tell you to snap back to reality, but if you really are struggling, he might give you a hug or two. He's not the greatest at advice, but he will give you an amazing pep talk.

H - Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it, and what are they like?)

He loves them. He will do it whenever, wherever, as long as you are okay with it. His hugs are usually warm, and he's able to properly embrace you- his large self makes sure of that.

I - I Love You (How fast do they say the “love” word?)

Slowly. He doesn't want to commit to anything too quickly, and these words are only really words he uses with his very close family, and even then, it's on very rare occasions.

J - Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What are they like when jealous?)

Gladio doesn't get openly jealous. Yes, he will get jealous, but he doesn't show it. If you're flirting with another, he'll silently observe you until you're alone, or until he can't take it anymore, in which case he'll drag you away and have a word with you.

K - Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Gladio likes to be explorative about his kisses- particularly where he kisses you. He'll sometimes go for the fingers, maybe the cheek, but his absolute favorite thing to do, is lift you up and kiss your forehead.

L - Little Ones (How are they around kids?)

This man is amazing around kids. He'll make sure that they're always happy, and if they're not, he'll try and cheer them up. He acts like an older sibling to children... though, he's not at all prepared to have his own kids.

M - Morning (What are mornings like with them?)

Mornings with Gladio are usually non-existent. The truth is, he wakes up at the early hours in the morning to train, so unless you're willing to wake up at 4am and go on a run, you don't see him in the morning until breakfast time.

N - Nights (How are nights spent with them?)

Usually very slow. Gladio stays awake at night not only to kill some daemons, but also... to play games on his phone. He loves it when you're able to stay up late too and play some games with him.

O - Open (When do they open up about themselves?)

Never. He doesn't see a need for such sob stories, and he especially doesn't want to upset you. If anything ever comes up with everyone else opening up or telling people anything, he'll just remain silent.

P - Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Very easily. I mean, only a few things anger him, but those few things are... well, quite common. First of all, Noct can be infuriating from time to time. Another thing that tends to anger him is people that try to hurt Noctis. They try to hurt him? Oh well, he's expendable. But Noctis...? He will not be having that today, no siree.

Q - Quizzes (How much do they remember about you?)

E V E R Y T H I N G. You can tell this man anything, and he will remember it. Sometimes he even remembers word for word what you rant about. It's not like this man has a good memory, it's just... he's very observant of you.

R - Remember (Favorite memory with you?)

When you went to Galdin Quay and sat on the beaches... with a pot of cup noodles in both of your hands. In his eyes, there's nothing better than the sea breeze as you eat, and the way your hair was flowing in the wind was just magnificent to him. After you finished your noodles, the two of you had a mini water fight in the shallows of the sea water.

S - Security (How protective are they?)

There's not a word to describe how protective he is. He will stick by your side, 24/7, and his reflexes are the best you ever did see. If someone was shooting at you, he'd take all the bullets for you. If someone was out to assassinate you, likelihood is, he'd spy the assassin and kill them before they had the chance to even touch you.

T - Tears (Do they ever cry? Are they open about it, and why do they cry?)

Very rarely. In fact, the only time Gladio cries is when he loses a loved one, or a dear friend. Even then, it's not a lot of tears, and he will pull himself together after a while, and keep pushing forward. He only wants to impress you, even in the afterlife.

U - Ugly (What are their bad habits?)

His sarcasm. This may not seem bad at first, but when he's making a sarcastic remark every two sentences, it does become a bit of a problem, especially at times where he's supposed to be serious.

V - Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

For the most part, Gladio doesn't care much how he looks, but he will do little things, like making sure his hair and beard is well groomed, and presentable.

W - Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Short awnser- yes. Long awnser... Gladio would indeed feel incomplete without you, but he wouldn't show it. He wouldn't say anything. He'd just suffer without you, but he'd always keep fighting.

X - Xtra (Random HC)

He teaches you how to forage. This man loves nothing more than to go out into the woods with absolutely nothing with him, and just... survive. A big part of this is foraging, and he will teach you what all the best things to eat and pick are.

Y - Yuck (Things they don’t like either in general or a partner?)

Gladio doesn't like people who nitpick at every little detail. He wants to be who he is and do what be wants, without having anyone criticise him for being the way he is.

Z - Zzz (Sleep habits)

His sleep habits are all over the place. Sometimes, he'll stay up late, and wake up late, sometimes he'll stay up late and wake up early, or sometimes he might not just sleep at all. The man has no sleep pattern.

[sanjismywhore]

Joyride

Gladiolus Amicitia x Reader

Warnings: None

Requested by @justasidebloglol

Tysm for making this request! I’m so sorry for the wait, I hope you like it 🫶🏽

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The group of four walked down the steps of the palace entrance, heading to the Regalia parked outside.

Just as the men approached the vehicle, the king’s advisor called out to Noctis: “Your Highness!”

The men stopped on the steps, turning a full 180 to the voice that called out. Noctis stepped in front of the others. The advisor bowed deeply to him, before addressing the rest of his companions.

"Deep apologies. It seems we failed to mention another thing before you all set off.” The advisor straightened up and turned to his right, revealing King Regis beside him.

“Sir, if you may.” He faced the king and motioned with his arm to step forward.

Regis nodded, stepping aside from his advisor and turning to Noctis. “It appears there will be an addition to your journey.” The king enlightened the men.

“They have offered their assistance in the coming events.” He made a silent gesture with his head as if nodding, pointing in the direction ahead of the group.

The men turned their heads in the other direction, curious about who it could be.

Then the sudden thunderous whirring of a bike engine alarmed the four, causing Prompto to instinctively reach for his gun. Despite this, the rest remained calm.

The sound grew louder until it became a cacophony of noise as one motorcycle burst through the courtyard gates. This was followed by another car and another, and another… and another.

They all stopped near the gates while the motorcycle continued towards the palace steps.

As the rider got closer into view, the group could see a few noticeable features. A woman was astride the bike with a black helmet, black leather gloves, leather jacket, and leather boots. The motorcycle matched the all-black aesthetic with a sleek shimmer to the front.

Rock music blared, seemingly from nowhere as the bike slowed almost to a complete stop, but not before drifting cinematically just to show off. As soon as the engine was cut, the motorist dismounted from the bike and took off the helmet.

You walked up the steps to the palace with your helmet in hand, then you stopped right as you approached everyone.

You observed the men just as they observed you. The short blonde was cute, but you had no opinion of him. The tall one with glasses looked lame, and the muscular one was quite handsome.

And of course, you already knew and heard of Noctis, though he didn’t look too enthusiastic to meet you.

King Regis cleared his throat and approached you, taking your side and facing the men. “Gentleman, this is (Name).” He introduced.

The men stared at you for a while, some smiling as if they were excited to see you, some unfazed.

From the corner of your eye, you thought the muscular one looked at you up and down. He seemed curious but also pleased to see you. Grinning to himself, his gaze lingered on you for some time. He added a subtle wink before flickering his gaze at your bike, clearly intrigued.

When you surveyed him back. There was something roguish about his appearance. His hair was styled like a wild, unkempt mullet. A large tattoo covered both arms; you could make out a bird's wings and face. His eyes were the right shade of amber, like honey. And to add to his sculpted features, he had a nice patch of facial hair.

You could tell he was striving for the “bad boy” look. Out of all the four, he caught your eye the most.

Smirking slightly, you ignored his gaze and instead focused your attention on the King. He said, “(Name) has agreed to assist in the coming events. Keep in mind they are here to aid us, not harm us.”

Stepping forward, you outstretched your hand towards the men, “Nice to meet you.” You took a moment to introduce yourself to the two blondes, greeting them with a polite handshake.

However, when you got to Noctis, he refused the handshake. Unwilling to make eye contact, he faced away from you and muttered, "Hey..." before apathetically walking away.

It wasn’t the most eloquent greeting, but you still appreciated the effort. You could tell immediately that Noctis would take a while to warm up to you.

Ignis, who observed the interaction, stepped toward you two. “I apologize for his apathy. He’s not exactly the social type.” He apologized.

“It’s cool, I get it.” You responded with a shrug, giving him an understanding nod.

Then Ignis continued, “Noct will get adjusted to the arrangement in no time. Again, It’s a pleasure to have you joining us.” His tone was polite and hopeful.

You nodded at him again.

Turning your gaze toward others, you spotted the muscular one inspecting your bike. He was bent over, running his hand over the vehicle's side. From your distance, you could hear his tongue click as he grunted in approval of the vehicle.

“Sweet ride ya got here.” He called out to you in a deep tone full of intrigue, his gaze fixed on the bike.

You watched the man feel up your bike before flickering your gaze at Prompto sneakily climbing onto the seat. As desperate as he was to hop on, his attempt failed because he was too short.

Laughing softly to yourself in amusement, you approached the two men with a smirk. “Wanna take her for a spin?” You raised a brow, nudging the muscular one’s side with your elbow.

His brow raised as he glanced at you. First, he stared at you blankly before a small smirk tugged at his lips.

His fiery amber eyes sparkled with charm before he asked, “How fast can she go?” He folded his arms against his chest, standing back up to his full height.

Pleased to know that someone is interested in your lifestyle, you asserted, “Come and find out?” You smirked back, making a gesture to the bike.

The man let out a deep chuckle that nearly caught you off guard, “Only if it's cool with his highness.” He remarked in a murmur, turning and gesturing at Noctis.

Noctis, who was already sitting in the Regalia’s back seat, looked up at the two of you. At first, he gave the man a judgemental glare before shrugging indifferently as he replied, “Do what you want.”

The muscular one made a face at Noctis, then looked back at you and extended one of his previously folded arms, “Name’s Gladiolus. Call me Gladio.” He grinned down at you and shook your hand firmly.

You shook his hand, responding, “(Name).”

He laughed at that, smiling proudly. “No need for introductions, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

You were caught off guard for a moment, “Didn’t know people still talked about me…” You muttered under your breath, blushing a little.

“You kidding, who hasn’t heard of you? (Name), the fabled crowns guard who got exiled for “

Suddenly you stepped on his foot, making him grunt. “Shut it!”

Gladiolus released your hand and placed his own inside the pocket of his leather jacket, muttering a curse to himself before chuckling. “The stories were right.” He remarked.

Turning back to the others, he called out, “Ready to hit the road?”

Everyone nodded in agreement. Ignis hopped into the driver’s seat of the car while Prompto took the passenger’s side. Once everyone was settled, Gladiolus looked at you.

You took your place on your bike, leaving enough room for Gladio to sit behind you. “Hope you don’t mind the arrangement.” You commented, “I’m not used to riding with big guys like you.” Turning the key, you felt the engine purr beneath your feet.

A hum left his lips as he stepped closer to the bike, “I’m sure I’ll get used to it.” He sat behind you, leaning forward slightly to wrap his hands around your waist for support. “You mind?” He uttered directly behind your ear, tightening his grip teasingly.

“Just don’t get too touchy.” You teased in response before pushing the kickstand back with your foot.

You heard Prompto make a gagging sound in response to the two of you flirting, making Gladio turn around to glare at him.

“Excellent.” King Regis spoke, bringing everyone’s attention toward him. Looking at you, he smiled royally, “I appreciate your help, (Name). We’ll leave you to your business now.” He waved kindly at you and the men as you began to make your exit.

Ignis drove the Regalia in front of you, expecting you and Gladio to follow close behind.

As you followed the car, you couldn't help but notice the beauty of the landscape around you.

The city building incrementally became less frequent along the roads, and soon there was only land.

The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over everything. The sky was a beautiful mix of blue and pink that complimented the sunset perfectly.

The air became slightly warmer with every kilometer you traversed. Finally, after a few minutes of driving in one direction, you are surrounded by desert sand; ways away from Insomnia.

It felt more comfortable than usual; almost relaxing. Most cars were gone, except for the occasional vehicle passing by. All kinds of creatures roamed the blank terrain.

After about an hour of riding in silence, Gladio decided to break the ice. “You gonna show me how fast this thing goes or what?” He teased, nudging you playfully in your side.

Chuckling lowly under your breath, you pushed your helmet down to hide the playful smile that stretched across your face before answering, “Just hang tight. You’re gonna get a surprise.” Your reply sounded more like a tease.

You revved the engine loud enough for everyone in the Regalia in front to hear it, a playful attempt at startling them.

It worked, they jerked around and turned toward you with shocked expressions. But before they could regain composure, you and Gladio whipped right past the Regalia at impossible speeds.

The wind curved around your helmet but blew through Gladio’s hair wildly. You felt him hold onto you with a death grip while leaning forwards onto you for wind resistance. He grunted from the shock, “Whoa!”

As fast as you went, you knew you could easily run off course and crash. But you kept going; hoping that Gladio was enjoying the ride.

Then laughed as he exclaimed, “Holy shit!”

Prompto’s laughter grew softer the farther you drove away from the Regalia. He stood inside the convertible to catch a glimpse before you were completely out of sight. “That’s so awesome!” He yelled, cheering loudly.

Looking back, you yelled, “Try and keep up!” A laugh escaped your lips as you sped up even more.

Gladio seemed to have gotten used to the speed and held onto you tighter than before. Lost in the fun of it all, you both laughed and cheered.

Your little detour managed to turn into a session for sightseeing. The farther you got from the road, the more interesting the environment became to you.

The land was grazed by all sorts of creatures that you had never seen before. In the middle of nowhere, it was breathtaking.

There were a couple of times when Gladio had to remind himself to breathe when you took the corner unexpectedly, but ultimately, you proved to be an excellent rider.

When you could no longer see the road, you knew it was too late to turn around.

In the distance, you made out the shape of a giant scorpion charging at the two of you. “The hell is that?!” You shouted in awe, pointing at the creature. Even though it was pretty far away, you knew better than to underestimate its size.

Gladio leaned a little closer to look at it too, “Shit. I didn't think those existed anymore.” He grunted after a pause.

A wide grin spread across your lips as another reckless idea came to mind. Tightening your grip on the brake, you slowed down and drifted the bike so that you circled the mysterious behemoth, “Wanna fight it?” You looked back, grinning at the big guy as you finally stopped.

The question caught him off guard. Cocking a brow, his face held a quizzical expression as he looked down at you, “You still know how to fight?” He smirked.

You rolled your eyes, “Please, the beast ain’t that big. Plus, I know my way around a fight.”

Pushing the kickstand down, you and Gladio got off the bike once again. Reaching behind yourself, you pulled out a shotgun from the large holster on your back.

You twirled it between your fingers skillfully before letting it rest in the palm of your hand, “What do you say? Wanna see my skills?” You were beaming with confidence.

“Guns aren’t my thing. I prefer blades.” Gladio responded with indifference. His expression remained stoic as he crossed his arms over his broad chest, “They’re more efficient if you wanna take that beast down.”

“Is that a challenge?” You raised a brow, smirking as you eyed him.

He hesitated for only a second, “Well if it’s one you wanna take on,” Grinning victoriously and whipping out his large blade, he added, “I won’t hold back!”

Then the both of you set off on a race to see who could take the beast down. It was fun.

Neither of you would realize how much you’d bond over the short timespan of knowing each other.

After a quick round of combat, you had the upper hand with your superior weapons.

But it wasn’t over.

You and Gladio were able to land a few quick blows, enough for the beast to fall to its knees.

As quickly as possible, both you and Gladio jumped atop the creature with your weapons ready to strike down at it. “Come on, boy! Give us some blood!” You urged the beast with a snarl.

It roared at you and knocked you back with the force of it. Gladio grabbed the back of your jacket to steady you, “Hold on tight. Don’t let go!” He yelled before swinging his large blade at the beast’s head.

The blade connected with a satisfying hit causing the beast to cry out in agony. You jumped off the creature’s head and landed near Gladio on the ground.

You took the chance to shoot at its joints and neck to make sure the beast could be rendered immobile.

A few more attacks and the challenge would end in a draw. Neither of you could tell who killed it.

After having fun with the beast, it would take another hour for you to regroup with the others.

It was getting close to dusk when you returned. The others were chatting among themselves, seemingly tired and annoyed by your antics. They all stood aside from the Regalia, sharing equal piercing glares in your direction.

Prompto was the first one to exclaim, “Where have you been?! We were looking all over for you two!”

Ignis joined Noctis in his tirade, “We thought we lost you two for good.” He turned his attention completely to you.

He noticed the two of you were covered in monster blood and bruises, which made him narrow his eyes. “You’ve been fighting, haven’t you? Why in the world would you fight alone? What if neither of you came back?”

You couldn’t tell if he was mad at you since his expression never showed a hint of anger, but his voice was laced with sternness.

“(Name),” He sighed, “If you’re going to work with us, you need to take this more seriously. It’s all fun and games now until we’re leading a war against the empire.” His tone was gentle, yet firm as if he was talking down to a child. “We need you to be responsible, not reckless. It’ll get you killed.”

Gladio interrupted, causing Ignis to narrow his eyes at him. “Hey, don’t be so hard on her. So what, we went on a little joyride? We came back in one piece. If anything, it was my idea-“

“You of all people should know better. I wouldn’t have expected you to encourage this. I’m holding you accountable for this as well, Gladio.” Ignis eyed him before turning his attention back to you.

He continued, “She’s right to want to go on these excursions, as well. However, It can be dangerous. Especially when you’re unprepared.”

Your cheeks were burning under his scrutiny. Looking down, you apologized. “I’m sorry. I let the adrenaline get the best of me…”

Gladiolus was about to interject, probably with something sarcastic in reply to the insult, but Ignis cut him off, “To fill you both in, we are camping here tonight at the Hammerhead. Rest up while you can.”

The three walked off towards an RV, presumably the “camp” Iggy mentioned. Leaving just you and Gladio alone.

For a moment, neither of you said anything. Then, Gladio cleared his throat, breaking the silence. “Sorry about that…” His apologetic tone caught your attention.

“Don’t worry about it, man. No harm done.” You replied nonchalantly, kicking up some dirt. You walked back over to your bike and brought it to the fuel station, leaving it there next to the Regalia.

Gladio silently watched as you then made your way into the convenience store, but not before mouthing “Later.”

Moments passed, and you would walk over to where the RV was parked. The lights inside were on and you could make out the silhouettes of the four men.

Deciding not to bother them, you sat in one of the yard chairs out front and cracked a cold one alone.

As the sky began to darken, the air started to feel chilly. Wrapping your jacket around you, you stared into the night sky, thinking things over. Knowing your past, you predicted that something would go wrong. Something always does.

And as you thought about your reputation within the group, especially as a newcomer, your mood turned sour.

Then all of a sudden you heard voices arguing from within the RV. All you could pick up on was, “You should’ve done something,” “She's a liability,” and “She could compromise everything!”

But Gladio’s voice was able to outshine the others, “Giver her another chance!” He demanded. Noctis sighed, “You know her past. She’s trouble.”

“If she was so bad, then why did your father let her come with us?” Gladio snapped angrily, “She has potential. Giver her a chance!” He pleaded.

A few more words were exchanged between the men before Ignis finally spoke out, “We’ll speak about this in the morning. Everyone should get some rest.”

You were grateful that Gladio was willing to stand up for you, but it didn’t help the sinking feeling inside you. Everything you did mess something up. It always did.

You crushed the now-empty beer can and leaned back in the chair, closing your eyes and sighing. “Fuck…”

The door of the RV opened and then slammed shut as Gladio stepped out. His gaze lingered on you before he walked slowly over to the fire pit. Taking a seat next to yours, he gazed into the flames quietly for several long seconds.

You broke the silence with a soft murmur, “They don’t trust me, do they?” Your head hung low as you spoke.

He shook his head no, sighing deeply. “It’s not like that…” He scratched the side of his neck, "They’re just being… cautious.”

Sighing, you placed your chin in the palm of your hand. “I don’t blame 'em….” Your tone had dropped to near a whisper. A sad sigh slipped past your lips, “I’m known for my recklessness… You know how the stories go, I always fuck something up. Charging headfirst into fights.”

Gladio uncharacteristically chuckled, shaking his head. “That’s not how I saw it.” You furrowed your brows at him curiously, causing him to rub the back of his neck sheepishly, “I uh... I mean… I think you’re a total badass, not a failure.”

His voice was much softer than what you were used to, “The stories were right about one thing, you’re a damn good fighter. But everything else was insignificant to that.” He smiled at you gently, leaning back in his seat.

“I’ve never seen anyone who can handle monsters and danger like you do. And I’d bet my life that you know exactly how to use every weapon you have. You’re tough.” He winked and flashed you a grin, hoping to see a smile on your face.

Consequentially you smiled at his words, even if only a little. You hide your face in your hands, not wanting him to see how hard you were blushing. “You mean that?” You asked.

“Of course I do. Don’t you forget it.” You felt his arm wrap around your shoulder as he pulled you closer to him. The warmth of his body was comforting, although you were still embarrassed.

“I just have one question,” He started. “Why did you wanna join us?”

You bit your lip, debating whether or not you should answer. When you finally decided to tell him the truth, you looked him straight in the eye and responded, “I don’t want those stories to define who I am. I want to prove that I can protect something…”

Your head hung again, “But old habits die hard, right?” You added sadly.

Gladio grunted, shifting in his seat, “Don’t feel too bad about today. I was a part of this too.” He laughed a little, “Wouldn’t want you taking all the blame.”

Silence fell upon the two of you yet again. This time, however, it wasn’t quite as awkward. It almost seemed peaceful.

Gladio’s arm stayed draped across your shoulders. He was just starting to zone out when you spoke up again, “Thanks for having my back.”

His brow raised slightly, confused by your statement, “What? You don’t gotta thank me for that.”

"It means a lot to me." You looked at him directly and smiled. Your eyes seemed to sparkle with the moon’s reflection, making Gladio blush a little and glance away.

He cleared his throat, “Don’t mention it.” and continued looking out into space.

You shifted closer, resting your head against his shoulder. He tried his best to stay cool, but he couldn’t help noticing how cute it was.

Both of you watched the stars twinkling above, content to stay sitting together for the remainder of the night.

Neither of you wanted to break the comfortable silence, knowing that it might become awkward if you left. Eventually, you found yourself drifting off. As soon as your breathing slowed down, Gladio followed shortly after, snuggling up close to you. You were so warm, so inviting. He had no desire to leave.

[nothing-but-dreamy]

DRUNK CONFESSION

Pairing: Gladio x Fem!Reader

Words: 1.367

Warnings: none, fluff

Synopsis: After a night in Lestallum's nightlife, yn makes an unplanned confession.

Laughing and swaying, Yn bumped into Gladio as they were on their way back to the hotel 'Leville'. She giggled as she bounced back from his solid body. Gladio held her steady with his hands on her small shoulders before she would trip over, "You belong into your bed, sweetheart.", he chuckled, amused how yn tried to get a clearer mind by shaking her head.

"No... I'm fine...", she mumbled and looked up at the huge King's Shield. Suddenly, she stopped giggling. She stared into Gladio's eyes and into his face, taking in every inch as if she saw him for the very first time, "Why are you so damn beautiful.", yn said low, sounding more sober than minutes ago.

Shaken with surprise, Gladio raised his brows, "W-what?"

"You're beautiful. Sure, you're also sexy, tall, handsome, all this but also so god damn beautiful with your amber eyes, your soft brown hair, your perfect lips."

Insecurely, Gladio chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. It was one thing to be confident about oneself but it was something different if someone else was so straight forward mostly when it was yn who wasn't known for such outbreaks, "Come on, you're drunk. You don't know what you're saying.", Gladio said laughing, trying to push yn softly into the right direction.

But she stopped and stemmed herself against his moves, "I'm serious, Gladio.", she slurred, "You're the most beautiful man I have ever seen. And then, you're also so nice and sweet and strong. You're the epitome of walking perfection."

"Thank you very much. We-"

"I understand why you're so successful with women. Although, if I think about it now, there were barely any new trophies by your side recently. Why's that? Why are you going out for drinks with me instead of having fun with some ladies?"

"Come, we bring you to bed."

"And my questions?", yn asked stubbornly.

"Here's the deal: if you go to bed now and you can still remember this weird conversation later, I will answer the questions. Alright?"

"Deal. And don't think you can escape me easily.", yn said serious, stumbling forward.

"Yeah, I fear I can't.", Gladio whispered concerned.

***

The next morning, yn sneaked out of her room she shared with Iris to go down the hallway in search of Gladio. The door of the boy's room was already open. Prompto sat on his bed with crossed legs and checked the pictures he had made the day before.

"Hey, Prompt. Where's Gladdy?"

"He said something about the panorama view spot. I guess he wants to see the meteor in the morning light. Would be a nice motive tho..."

"Thanks."

"Hey, uhm... Is everything alright between you and him?"

"Sure. Why wouldn't it be?", Yn asked confused.

"Well...", Prompto said, scratching the back of his neck.

"Prompt, spit it out."

"He was unusually quiet as he came back. And I guess, he had barely slept considering the dark circles and the grumpy mood."

"Oh... I'll go and check on him."

***

As yn found Gladio, he leant against the handrail, supporting himself with his arms and letting his eyes wander over the view. Slowly, she approached him and for the first time, she wasn't sure how things were between them, "Good morning.", she said softly and watched how Gladio stiffened by the sound of her voice.

"Morning.", he answered low.

She stopped next to him, copying his posture while looking over the scene. The view was indeed incredible. As he stayed silent, she knew she had to start, "Prompt said you haven't slept. Was it because of my ... confession last night?", she asked softly and watched how Gladio pressed his jaw together while he kneaded his hands.

"You still remember that, huh?", he asked low, avoiding her eyes.

"Yeah... I mean, I was the one who had said all these things and I... Even if I drink very, very much, I barely forget something. Boon and bane of me.", yn explained, "I also remember my questions about your ladies or rather ... the absence of ladies. I... Look, I want to apologize. I shouldn't have asked all these things about your private life."

"And all the other things? About my appearance?", Gladio asked, turning his head towards her but still not looking into yn's eyes.

"Sorry, big guy, I meant them. All of it. Maybe I wouldn't have blurted them out if I hadn't been drunk or... wouldn't have said them at all, but... I won't take them back. I really meant them. I guess, your ego can handle that because you're used to such compliments."

Gladio nodded but stayed silent.

"But like I said it's not me to judge whom you meet or not. So, I'm sorry. I hope you can forgive me.", Yn said and as he still stayed silent, she decided to leave him alone to give him some space and time.

"It's because of you.", Gladio said low.

"W-what?"

"That there aren't any 'ladies' around me.", Gladio said, copying her choice of words, "That's because of you. And no, no one called me beautiful before. At least, not as you did."

"Wait a sec! What do you mean with "it's because of me"? I haven't done anything!"

"You didn't have to. I developed feelings for you therefore, I already spend time with the lady I prefer the most."

"Gladio, I... I had no idea."

"And that's how it should be. You shouldn't feel obliged and I didn't want to make it awkward between us."

"You mean awkward like right now?"

"Yeah... I mean, I would lie if I say I wouldn't feel flattered about your compliments but...you were drunk-"

"You know what they say: children and fools tell the truth.", yn said and closed up on Gladio who looked at the ground. Never before, she had seen this big guy so intimidated and insecure, "Gladio, I really meant every single word. And I... I could imagine more between us than just a friendship. I just never thought I would be your type."

Gladio shook his head and chuckled while he stepped forward, taking one of her hands in his, drawing circles on the back of her hand with his thumb, "So, we both want more and neither of us said something?"

"I did say something yesterday! Maybe we should have gone out earlier...", yn considered thoughtfully while tapping her lips with her index finger.

Gladio cupped her face with his free hand, craning her head up to meet his eyes, "And maybe we should just kiss?"

"Better idea, big guy.", Yn said with a bright smile. She got on her tiptoes to reach his lips while Gladio bent down to kiss her softly. Quickly, the kiss became stronger and yn flung her arms around his neck while Gladio embraced her waist to bring her closer and to cherish the moment that increased his heartbeat...

"Yes! Finally! Ahhh!"

Startled by the sudden turmoil, Gladio and yn separated and turned over to the source of the noise. They saw Prompto, Noctis and Ignis lying tangled together on the ground with Iris on top of them who smiled from ear to ear triumphantly, "I almost thought you two would never come together. It took you two ages!"

"What to the biting Sabertusk is going on here?", Yn called out, chuckling and watching how her friends got slowly back on their feet.

While Noctis and the others tried to clean their clothes from the dust, Iris ran towards yn and embraced her strongly, "Finally! You two are perfect together.", the small bubbly girl said giggling.

While yn embraced Iris back, she saw an exchange of Gil between the boys. Noctis and Ignis gave a small amount of money to Prompto. Prompto, grinning from ear to ear, counted the money while Noctis stood there with crossed arms, "One more month and I would have won.", the prince muttered.

"Don't worry, your highness, next time, I will ask you for permission.", Yn said chuckling.

Gladio stepped forward, placing his hand on yn's shoulder, "Next time?", he asked with one raised brow but with a smirk on his lips.

Yn looked up, "Just kidding.", she said with a wink.

[suvidrache]

Giving Flowers

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You'd be surprised to know that, despite Gladiolus being good with people. He had never been given flowers. He didn't mind, and he hadn't really noticed before.

When you met him, you noticed that his name was a type of flower. You both took the time to get to know one another. Gladiolus continued with his usual behavior of flirting, talking, and giving gifts to you. Nothing ever went further for him before. You had planned to give him flowers as soon as you could. You just had to find the perfect ones and the perfect time to give them to you. He was always good at having conversations and interacting with people. Yet, one day, you found the gladiolus flower, and you handed it to him with a smile.

He looked at you and smiled back, taking them from you and thanking you. He didn't say anything else as he looked at them. A smile still remained. The friendly and talkative man was once at a loss for words.

“They're gladiolus.” You said.

He blinked and chuckled. Of course, you would find something with his name. He had never realized it before. He knew, but he just didn't think of it. He still remained silent, holding the flowers.

“Thank you.” He said as he looked at you.

“Have you ever been given flowers before?”

“No, actually, I haven't. These are beautiful.”

He felt slightly bad that he hadn't gotten you anything in return. You didn't mind.

“How do I care for them?”

“Just change the water every so often and cut the stems at an angle. It will help the water be absorbed.”

He nodded. He had never been given flowers before, and he didn't know the first thing about taking care of them. He would try his best, though. They were flowers in a vase. They wouldn't last long anyway, but with the information that you gave him, they would last a little bit longer. He seemed happy with the flowers, and he was. Maybe next time you would give him flowers that he could plant at his house. He did love nature and camping.

“They should last about a week.”

He nodded. “Thank you again.”

“You're welcome.”

He would make sure that they were safe as he drove them home. He wasn't sure the best place to put them. However, he decided that the nightstand by his bed would be a good place. He would get to see them as he woke up and when he went to sleep at night. He wouldn't forget who had given them to him, and when he wasn't busy, he'd take the time to admire them, smiling as he thought about you. He would think of a plan to give you something as beautiful as what you had given him. He didn't have to repay you. You didn't mind giving him things. However, he didn't think he had given you anything as nice as you had to him. You deserve something better, something pretty...

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Any ffxv related fics?

I have a few thoughts zipping around,

I may do a fic on gladio doing a special form of an apology to noctis for acting like a total ass dick to him.

Also a cute, fluffy , fix of a poly chocobo date between the chocobros and possibly reader.

Possibly a fic on the boys getting a bit lonely and drunk at galdin quay or the festival and the romantic atmosphere seems to affect all the boys leading to a....rather intimate night.

Noct getting jealous of cindy for having prompto full attention, love and devotion and he ends up trying to alter prompto's view point of him and make him infatuated with his king instead, now prompto's stuck between seeing him as his engaged, royal, childHood, friend to now a rather attractive young man, with a charming personality, and who seems to have interests in him