#gladio writing

[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.”

[tonberry-yoda]

hi hello okay i’m back because i just heard that FINAL FANTASY 16 IS COMING OUT AND IM SUPER PUMPED BC LIKE AHHHHHHHH! but with that being said, can you write hcs for the chocobo boys (if not just prompto is fine����) with a medic s/o? they are kinda witchy but love cooking and handling animals but they also are the medic for the team bc the squad can’t all rely on noct😭😭 gaaahh tysm and BIG CONGRATS ON THE MAGAZINE THATS SO FRIGGIN COOL!!!💕💕

Chocobros with a medic s/o

notes - I HAD TO GET TO THIS ONE BECAUSE IVE HAD A SECRET FFXV BRAINROT AHHHH. And omg I am also super excited for FFXVI!!!! <33333 I just love this idea too so thank you so so so so much for sending it in <333 AND OMFG THANK YOU FOR THE CONGRATS IT MEANS THE WORLD I AM SO EXCITED TO SHOW YOU GUYS!!!

Prompto

this man is so grateful to you

like you are his saving grace

we all know this little dummy will find his way to fall in a ditch and hurt his arm by accident

without you, he'd probably be dead LMFAO

he will always walk up to you and in the cutest little voice be like... "y/n, I hurt my arm again"

and you'll just jokingly sigh and fix him right up

he always asks you about how you do it and all that and finds it really cool that you are able to fix him up with herbs and stuff

and when you cook for him??? he would never tell iggy, but he loves your cooking more ;)

also the fact that you're good with animals makes chocobos love you which means they are always just around you and that makes prompto love you more <3

Ignis

BRAINROT

you two definitely were the enemies to lovers troupe

like you were competing

you both could cook and take care of the others so it was immediate competition

you were always pushing each other around in a kitchen or whatever

but then you realized it was easier for you to deal with stuff as a team

and ofc you fell in love <3

he thinks you are very talented and honestly, when he's hurt, he will come to you and always feel bad lol

like he will feel like a burdan

please remind him that he isnt <3

he will love to learn how you use your herbs and stuff <3

overall, he just loves how amazing and talented you are and is so thankful about how you help the rest of the group

Gladio

this man trusts you with his life

he is always getting beat up and needs you there by his side to help

he appreciates it a bunch

and you'll always call him a big dummy when he gets hurt and then get straight to working on him, but that always makes him blush

make him ramen

please

like homemade stuff

please stop this man from eating cup noodles

but yeah, he is always getting hurt so to watch you work on him and help him out means the world to him

Noctis

this man gets too embarrassed to tell you he's hurt, so you always have to spot it

omg what a child

you will always get on his ass about that and he'll just be blushing as you work on him

ignis gets mad because you are super nice about Noct being picky and will make him food he enjoys instead of trying to make him something he doesnt like lol

you will baby him a bit because he is the king and he needs to be protected <3

he gets blushy when you do and act like he doesnt like it, but we all know he does <3

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[q-camellia]

ffxv and the chocobros constantly live rent free in my head <3

oh to play this game again for the first time <3333

[blind-royal-guardian]

Today's the day, was a pleasure to work with @jazzybot4 on this @ffxvreversebang2024 bang season. Here is the story they crunched out for this piece of art. https://archiveofourown.org/works/55438702

Find the whole event entries here

https://archiveofourown.org/collections/FFXVReverseBang2024

[seaofolives]

🎭 #torokatober2024 day 6/31: trick 🎻

Café au lait. Mocha latte. Cappuccino.

Quatre recognizes them, but he’d been swamped with meetings since he left his office that they’re now just words on the menu.

Still, he smiles readily when the man in a green suit approaches to take the seat opposite him.

Freezes when he recognizes Trowa Barton picking up his menu instead. But…he was supposed to meet someone else…

“Is this a trick to get me to rest?”

“Please cooperate, President Winner. This is a professional meeting.” Of course. Of course, it is.

Quatre brings up his own menu to hide his tearful grin.

find the list of prompts here!

[the-blind-geisha]

The Bride of the Four Horsemen - Chapter 5

Chapter 5 - The Red Rider of Blood - War

1 of 2 added chapters as a commission from destinidestati! Thank you so much for your support~! Another chapter will be added either later this week or early next!

When He broke the second seal, I heard the second living creature saying, “Come.” And another, a red horse, went out; and to him who sat on it, it was granted to take peace from the earth, and that men would slay one another; and a great sword was given to him. 

◇─◇──◇────◇────◇────◇────◇────◇─────◇──◇─◇

Arcadia | The Wheelhouse

I opened the doors leading to the control room in haste. The front of the airship was seemingly only accompanied by Ignis and a few others who pledged themselves to us and our cause. Hearing them open, my husband turned to greet me. Even without sight, there were times he always surprised me with how acute his other senses were.

“Where is Noctis?” I asked, breathless from my swift and exhausted run through the airship. 

“Fociaugh Hollow, my Bride,” Ignis answered, his tone harboring concern for my own. “He was looking into a small lead in regards to a powerful daemon he hoped to quell.” He met me halfway, opening his hand for me to take. “Is something the matter? You sound.. distressed.”

It was a dream. That’s what I had to tell myself, but there was some truth buried within that ‘dream’ that had me rattled to my core. My fingers caressed his open palm, trying to find comfort in his presence alone. “I had a vision of sorts.”

Ignis’ lips thinned as if already dreading what I were to say. Seems without me even speaking that horrid man’s name, he knew Ardyn was possibly involved.

“I was… I was warned that something could be happening to Gladio in Altissia at this moment.”

“Who warned you of this?”

I shook my head at his desire to pry. “It matters not! What concerns me is that they could be right. We have more enemies there than friends, and I was told only that he ventured with Aranea there for—for something.”

Ignis hummed in thought, glancing away to collect his thoughts on the matter. “He never spoke with me about this. I was even unaware he was heading there to begin with.” There was a bit of pain laboring his tone as he spoke.

I understood why, as those two seemed to share a lot with one another. Just as Ignis and I had our fair share of secrets, I wouldn't doubt those two had the same.

[smallest-turtle]

Six Sentence Sunday Monday sTuesday

Tagged by @pillowfriendly

“Got the normal amount of blood in you, Amicitia?”

“Yeah,” both siblings reply.

Gladio looks at his sister. “Don't be a smartass.”

“He didn't specify,” she shrugs with a grin. Ulric laughs.

Ouaagh. Can't think of many people to tag rn. @the-dream-bubble-conspiracy huagh

[writing-oof]

FFXV Exchange Extras - The Loops

[TW: Brief mention of suicidal ideation, dying, apathy]

Dying does not feel how he expects it to.

His eyes shoot open so wide they almost hurt, a gasp.

Dying feels *exactly* how he expects it to.

---

"Hey," Prompto says, poking him in the side. Noctis turns further into his pillows, making his breaths come far more even than they feel. He was never good at crying quietly, but he's had almost a hundred days to practice.

"Noct," Prompto whines, poking at him again, harder this time.

"Go 'way," Noctis says, but he doesn't mean it. He never does.

"Nope," Prompto says, sounding unusual about the whole thing. He should probably take that as a warning, but suddenly Noctis feels the bed jolt as Prompto flops down beside him, nearly elbowing him in the process.

"Be careful," Noctis gripes, turning to glare half-annoyedly at Prompto and completely forgetting the very visible effects of crying still stuck on his face. He's reminded, though, when his friend's face goes from amused to concerned in a heartbeat.

Too tired for this--always, *always* too tired for this--Noctis turns to mash his face back in his pillow.

*"Hey,"* Prompto says, poking him again, "Hey, Noct, what's wrong?"

---

Noctis never thought he'd say this, but he is entirely and completely *sick* of Ignis's cooking.

It had been the only blessing, at first, the only consistency across worlds.

---

Noctis wakes, the world a slurry of color and light around him.

---

*Wake up.*

"I'm trying," Noctis hisses, but it's harder than the ghosts seem to think. He remembers being awake, and he's tried to emulate it a hundred times, but it doesn't work any better this time.

---

Noctis realizes that his body has been resetting by the fourth week.

The world's staying the same, and so is he. On one hand, it's a small mercy. He can just imagine the perpetual horror of having his friends watch him age decades overnight as he dies of old age inside this loop.

---

Noctis is already running on empty when things really go to hell.

He doesn't know what he has left, at that point. He doesn't know what it means anymore.

---

"I think it might be easier if I just end it," Noctis admits, as casually as he can.

---

"Don't worry, I already know: I'm King," Noctis scoffs, because he hasn't forgotten *this* conversation. It lives scrawled into the back of his eyelids, ready to greet him every night when he tries to close his eyes. "I'm not allowed to die."

---

"Noctis!" Gladio shouts, storming into the room with a wild franticness. "Get your shit, we have to go!"

"It might as well happen," Noctis says, shrugging.

Gladio doesn't even seem bewildered by his sudden shift in behavior. Instead, he just wraps his hand around Noctis's wrist and pulls him up.

"Fine," Noctis gripes, breaking Gladio's hold and shoving his jacket on, because he'd like to pretend to have at least some control over the situation, "We can go, but it literally does not matter."

Gladio's face twitches, but he doesn't say anything beyond a quick, "Don't make me fucking carry you," as he pulls Noctis out of the room and down one of a billion emergency routes through the castle. Noctis rolls his eyes but keeps up until they break into the courtyard.

"Noctis!" Prompto cries, and something in Noctis's chest withers at the look of panic and relief on his best friend's face.

A gunshot rings out half a minute later and Noctis watches as Prompto writhes in a pool of his own blood.

---

Noctis doesn't know when he stops existing. It's probably some time between letting Ardyn tear the magic out of his veins and that one world where he gets to go to actual high school.

---

"Hey," Prompto says from his side, nudging Noctis's shoulder with his own. "You awake?"

Noctis rolls his eyes before letting his head thunk back against the wall. "I doubt I'd be talking to you if I weren't," he says, letting his eyes slip closed.

"You'd think, wouldn't you, princess?" Gladio asks and Noctis lifts his head again with a grunt, shooting him an unamused look. He'd kind of thought they were over the whole princess thing, but he figures it might be the kind of bit Gladio carries well past his grave. He can respect that level of commitment, honestly; it still doesn't mean he has to *like* it.

"We're glad to see you're awake. You've been out of sorts all evening," Ignis says, gliding into the room with the sort of regality Noctis never could manage and pressing a warm bowl of soup into his hands. Noctis breathes in the steam, basking in the softness of this loop.

"Out of sorts?" he asks between exaggerated slurps of soup, if only for the way it makes Specs's face twist up in disgust.

The action was right, *finally,* but the question is clearly the wrong one, and he tenses up as a quiet sort of disturbed settles over the group. He looks between Ignis and Gladio, waiting for one of them to break the silence, and he's surprised when Prompto's the one to take a crack at breaking the ice.

"You were freaking out, dude," Prompto says, going for casual and missing it by a mile. He loves his friend, but--as much as he hates to agree with *any* version of Ardyn--Prompto really does wear his heart on his sleeve. "You said nothing was real. You said nothing we did mattered, because none of us exist anyways, and fighting was pointless."

Noctis blinks, waiting for him to get to the unsettling part. Maybe he grew tentacles, or spiders crawled out of his eyes. It wouldn't be the freakiest thing he's done in a loop.

Noctis nods when the silence drags on a bit too long. "...and?"

"You..." Prompto seems to get caught beating around the bush, but luckily Specs finally steps in. "You were crying, Noctis."

Noctis considers that.

"I don't remember that," he admits, but he doesn't really doubt it. He wonders if it was an ugly sort of cry, or the kind that people do in movies. He doesn't really do pretty tears very often, but he doesn't cry much at all either. He might be embarrassed, if sobbing was something that was going to follow him home.

"You're not surprised," Ignis says, like he's reading his mind. For a heart-stopping moment, he wonders if that's what this loop is. If they already know exactly what sort of imposter he is, and they're just waiting to make their move and tear him into shreds for daring to take their friend's place.

---

[intxlligibility]

@ruinedbycatastrophe continued! As the car drives in silence as Noctis and Prompto sit in the back of the Regalia. Gladio for once in the front, skimming a book he has been trying to read for some time. But he can't really pay attention to it, not really. He closes it with a firm snap and lays it on his lap. Amber hues glance at the other for a moment before back at the book. "So. What are you going to do after all this?"

Perhaps he ought to blame the lack of sleep, or the constant stress running rampant in his mind, ( or perhaps he had even zoned out a little down this long, never-ending concrete road they've been driving down for hours now ) but the sound that comes from the passenger seat, the snap of the book, has him slightly jump.

He inhales, perhaps a little more shakily than he'd like, as he rubs his face.

"Assuming that we survive?" A huff, but he catches himself before his train of thoughts gets too dark. "I suppose we have a kingdom to rebuild, or have you already forgotten about the rubble that was once our home?"

His hands grips tightly around the steering wheel and mentally he kicks himself for letting his foul mood get the better of him. He sends a quick glance Gladio's way, clear regret in his eyes from the sudden outburst.

"Apologies... that was uncalled for"

Eyes now back at the road, but the tiredness is still there. The fear of what their future might bring.

[rk-ocs]

Nah, that was derived from the FFXV idea shot I mentioned, Where Luna decides they are keeping Ignaus and his cooking skills with them, by also marrying him.

Cut to wedding photo with Ignus standing there as a confused groom.

Then my brain went to her saying.

"Actually, if we are going through with this, there's a few other people I would invite."

"Me too"

"They look down at the list they've made."

"At this point it might just be easier to invite everyone to be a part of our marriage"

"Then we could delegate a lot of things, and have time for our own projects. And I could go fishing."

"I knew there was a reason you were my fiance"

Cut to a wedding photo in where everyone is baffled at being a part of this marriage. Even the villain is there. And they are probably all thinking "How was I talked into this again?"

---

My path for completing ffxv story is slow, mostly because I'm procrastinating with sidequests. Actually , it was while waiting for a bounty that only shows up at night, that I explored the dungeon I needed for story progression. I went back to cash it in, and the next one I needed was in the day, so I went to go report my success with the story quest. Then Noctis had a vision and a headache, and they decided to go use binoculars. So, I went there and a story character named Aradyn was there using them in the dead of night. Then he wanted to go driving on monster infested roads.

I decided ," nope , suddenly this bounty is urgent. "

Prompto: "it doesn't start until morning"

Noctis : "Urgent"

Oh, and Carnivorous muffin started a Pokemon crossover with Lilly and the art of being Sisphus. It does not diverge at the start, rather near where the current story is, so it won't be as easy to get into as Destroyer of World's.

Already they have set Gary's car on fire, gotten joint custody of Pikachu with Ash, and Lilly has found the meaning of existence

( I miss being able to read these stories)

[seriously-siri]

Summary:

They're all tired, but then there is Ignis.

Ignis who is currently standing at their portable stove, hunched over and leaning heavily on his elbows, his head in his hands. If the three of them are tired then Ignis is just plain exhausted.

OR

Prompto decides Ignis needs a break. All he has to do is figure out how to turn the advisor's alarm off first.

_________

What’s this? I finished a thing? Well half finished. Part 1 (the angst) of 2 (the crack) of @b1uetrees prompt is up for your viewing pleasure. 

It’s definitely not my best piece, but it felt nice to sit down and write and try to get into the heads of some characters I really adore. 

Also shoutout to @saltymog for inspiring me to give writing these boys a shot in the first place. 

[kittywritesfic]

So I did it.

Prologue and Chapter 1 of my fantasy GladNis fic are up

[smallest-turtle]

I can't believe I'm only writing Iris Amicitia *now*. Girl whose brother is 8 years older than her might be what I'm Most qualified to write for.

[hanalwayssolo]

i am only realising now that i made some parallels and i am sick to my core

[zanarkandfayth]

heads up 7 up

Tagged by: @ivorydice thank you! <3

Rules: post the last seven sentences from one of your WIPs! i’m not going to say it has to be the absolute last seven sentences you’ve written - just from something you’re still working on.

Note: taken from part 21 of monsters, the fic I'm currently posting on AO3. this is... not strictly the last seven sentences I've written from this fic, but they're the last interesting sentences lmao.

So he eases from the bed, careful not to disturb Noct, and then heads into the hall, Gladio following after him. "He was upset earlier and I had a headache; we both fell asleep and it was entirely accidental," Ignis says as he folds his arms across his chest.

Arching one eyebrow, Gladio leans against the wall opposite him, crossing his own arms, his stance rather more casual than Ignis'. "I wasn't judging. I didn't even say anything. You two sharing a bed ain't my business."

"You seem to wish to make it so," Ignis mutters with a scowl, but he has the sinking suspicion now that perhaps it hadn't been Gladio that he'd been attempting to justify the unplanned nap with Noct to.

Tagging (with zero pressure): whoever wants to, I don’t even think I could come up with seven people to be tagged tbh

[litchi-jelly]

just finished episode ignis and i am feeling not so good