#naughty chocobo

[agent-yolk-writes]

FFXIVWrite (Day 7) - Morsel

I love my white whittret. He's such a little guy!

“Riida?” “Yes?”

“May I ask why your whittret is in the air?”

Riida, with her beloved pet being held up in one hand, looked over at Grounded Bird like he asked her what color is a ruby carbuncle. 

“He’s in air jail.”

“Okay… why is Noodle in air jail?”

“He was being naughty.” 

That could be a lot of things, knowing Noodle’s owner. The whittret in question, true to his name, was simply limp in her iron hand of justice. Not a single onze of remorse in those empty beady eyes of his. 

“What did he do this time?”

“He tried getting into the chocobo’s feed, which he’s not supposed to be eating. ” She wiggles him for emphasis, the rodent simply swaying along. “Remember the last time you got in there? You tried to get your brother to pick a fight with the other chocobos in the stable so you could get away with a meager piece of lettuce and guess what happened? Your mother had to clean up after you got sick.” She angles her hand so Noodle can look at her directly. “Do you have anything to say for yourself, young man?”

The whittret said nothing. A silent threat that he’ll do it again.

[veliara]

FFXIVWrite 2024 Day 1: Steer

Ciel took off his shoulder bag with a yawn and tried to hang it on Sleipnir's side. The horse danced away a couple of steps from his side, squinting playfully at his owner with a scarlet eyes. The youth took a couple of steps in stallions direction. The horse snorted, jumped slightly, and retreated a couple steps further. "Ciel, hurry up! Heretics won't wait!" The voice of the First Inquisitor was surprisingly cheerful for such an early hour. "Just a moment! I've got Nir rampaging this morning, probably in advance of a snowstorm or something." The young man grumbled, rolling his eyes. "Sleipnir, how about we play a little bit later? I really have to go now." Ciel could have sworn that the steed winked at him, before dissolving into a cloud of dark aether. "What?!" Ciel almost shrieked, looking anxiously at the spot in the courtyard where the powerful, armour-clad warhorse had just stood. "Odin, where did that naughty boy go?", he was answered with a quiet chuckle somewhere on the edge of his consciousness. Ciel was about to tell both the old knight and the steed what he thought of them, when an armoured hand appeared in his field of vision. "The day's just started but you're already in trouble?" came a voice, with a familiar huskiness. Turning around, Ciel was greeted by Dzemael's lilac eyes. "I am speechless. Just speechless." The blond-haired young man spread his hands. "Give me your bag." Sighing, Ciel had no choice but to meekly hand over his pack. "Thanks, once again I …" "Don't even think about continuing that sentence." Before Ciel could protest, he was gently lifted up and placed in the saddle of the seemingly formidable and at times troublesome chocobo. "Just like his master." Ciel rolled his eyes affectionately. Sighing he leaned back against the hard, but warm breastplate comfortably. "Well, I'm more than happy with it." Grinnaux said, steering his bird after the rest of his ward brothers. After a moment's silence, the warrior uttered quietly. "Has anyone ever told you that you're awfully grumpy, in the early hours?" "You're the only one who ever dared to say such a thing to me aloud. And I thought you were used to my grumbling when I didn't get enough sleep." Ciel grinned sleepely, rubbing his back against the metal, as if trying to get more comfortable. Which earned him a chuckle and an almost unnoticeable kiss on the top of his head. "Get some sleep, while we have time.

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

Hello again, I just got a new laptop so I am going back to 14 soon. So may I ask for silly one wherein Estinien goes to check on Esme only to see Esme clearly snuggling with her chocobo plushie ,but Ryu ( The dragon chocobo) who manage to fly his way into crib

(My darling asker <3)

"Love, can you check on Esme? I'm a bit...well, weighed down by your sons." Agnes giggled and gestured to her very large and SO ADORABLE belly. Their twin boys were due any day, and she was told to rest as much as possible.

Hmph. As much as possible for Agi simply not helping fifty people in one day---she'll only help twenty-five. But when I ask her to rest, she can never say no to me.

Well, except when it comes to buying her expensive gifts. She turns so red and--

"Stinien? Esme?" She waved her hand at him with a concerned look on her face. "You were going to check on her?"

He rose quickly and nodded. "Aye. Be back in a moment, my sweet."

"Oh, and can you bring a few brownies and some milk?"

"Aye. Anything you want." Anything. Everything. You deserve all that and more, my pretty wife.

Estinien Varlineau did not expect to see Ryu flying into her crib (fucking hells, we're going to need a little bed for her soon, won't we) as Esme squeezed the godsdamned life out of her favorite chocobo plushie. That's the one Aymeric got for her. The only one she wants to cuddle with.

"Ahem, Ryu. Out of the crib. Now." He put on his best Azure Dragoon face, and Ryu's eyes widened. The chocobo hatchling squawked as Estinien picked him up and placed him on the floor. Back to the stables with you, Ryu. No bloody pets in our house... "And how're you, little miss?"

Esme stared up at her father with a big grin.

"You excited for your first adventure, Es?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" She squealed happily and clapping her hands, the chocobo plushie still in her arms.

He raised an eyebrow, smiling gently at the toddler. "Me too. Let's make sure Mummy and Wuk Lamat don't get into too much trouble, alright? Because you know Mummy always gets herself into things." Always. Without fail. "And we must look out for the boys too."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYAYAYAYAY!"

Halone preserve, where the fuck did Esme get that scream from?! I'll say Agi.

"I see someone is excited about something." Agnes wrinkled her nose and giggled, now standing in the doorway of Esme's room. Which is also going to be the boys' room. We may need a bigger home, if I'm being honest. "Hello my sweet baby girl, how was your nap?" She cooed and picked up Esme, who wrapped her little cute arms around her mother's neck. "Did you sleep well? Let's have a cuddle on the couch." Glancing at her husband, she quickly kissed his cheek before leaving with Esme.

But not before...

"YOU NAUGHTY MAN! ESME, YOUR FATHER JUST SLAPPED MUMMY'S BUTT!"

Must keep Madame Varlineau on her toes.

[im-captain-basch]

Osprey, Diddy's father

Osprey belongs to @lady-zephyrine :)

Osprey was the father of Diddy. A man with a love for flying and flying-types, he has often been described by those who knew him best as being surprisingly well-grounded in reality for someone who often had his head in the clouds. He worked for the Galar Taxi Company as a cabbie, but worked on the side as a bird-keeper as well. Osprey quite enjoyed both jobs, but especially the former as it allowed him to be in the sky with the birds while also making a living to help support his family.

He was making his way back from a drop-off in the Crown Tundra one rainy afternoon when he suddenly disappeared. The last trace of his phone was found in the Slumbering Weald, but despite countless searches, only his pokemon were ever found. Currently, they are being taken care of by his parents, and were reported by the neighbors as often crying out for their trainer in the months after his disappearance.

Osprey was a Galar native, having lived with his wife and son in Hulbury. Although searches for him have long since ended and life has gone on in the past ten years he is fondly remembered by the ones who knew him best.

His team consisted of:

Guile (Braviary, male, Adamant nature)

Arturia (Corviknight, female, Brave nature)

Zephyr (Aerodactyl, female, Impish nature)

Chocobo (Galarian Zapdos, Docile nature)

Kazooie (Cramorant, female, Naughty nature)

Dusk (Crobat, male, Bold nature)

Some additional fun facts:

-Yes. That pokeball in his alternate artwork is intentional. Tee hee. :)

-While he may not appear much in the main story, he does still have birdkeepers to thank as part of his trainer inspirations. The idea of him also being a taxi cabbie came later on, although his pre-existing outfit being a close match was a happy coincidence.

-To this day, no one is quite certain how he managed to catch Zapdos of all pokemon, but he treated them with as much love and care as he did the rest of his team.

-The wing Osprey is holding in his original artwork is supposed to be one of the feather held items. I think it's either specifically meant to be either the Swift Feather or Pretty Feather, I don't quite remember which.

-Osprey had a habit of picking up Wishing Stars when he came across them.

[steak-n-popotoes]

should have replaced kokomo with chocobo somehow, it was right in front of me, I'm a naughty nanka

Gaaaaaaruda, Ravana, oooh I wanna save ya from Sophia, Bahamut, cooome on pretty mama, Shinryu, Susano, baaaby- take Urianger down to Tural bro, we’ll level faaast and then we’ll take it slooow~

[a-pretty-gil]

Gladio: *reads aloud* "Billy stroked Alan's throbbing member-"

Ignis: "Throbbing member." How unoriginal.

Gladio: Yeah? What would you call it?

Prompto: Baloney Pony?

Noctis: Trouser trout.

Prompto: One gun salute!

Noctis: Yogurt canon.

Gladio: Iggy? What'cha got?

Ignis: *smirks, slowly crosses one leg over the other* A Standing Ovation, of course.

[minti-tales]

And Now We Say Good-Night

Inspired by a Discord conversation. Featuring @driftward's character, Zoissette; Y'shtola; Thancred; and Minti Chocolate. Sprouts beware, spoilers for Endwalker are over there!

"I don't know what to tell you, other than that she's been lying on the fainting couch for hours, not really moving."

Minti Chocolate, one of Gage Acquisitions' newer viera employees, nervously shifted her feet in front of the two guests. She wasn't accustomed to talking to the Warrior of Light's entourage, much less former members of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. Riff-raff off the street looking for a fight? Easy. She was a seasoned adventurer; taking out the local goons was like blowing her nose. However, neither adventuring school, nor her boss, could prepare her for a visit from two of Eorzea's greatest heroes. Two thought crossed her mind, staring at their black, wizened staff and shining gunblade: I'd be dead before I hit the ground. And: the cat's smaller than I imagined. Best not to say those things aloud.

"It would be fair not to make any assumptions yet, Miss Chocolate," said Thancred Waters, handsome hyur of Ul'dah who traded breaking hearts for gunblades. He turned to his shorter companion. "Though it is rather odd that she hasn't awoken yet. When would you say she arrived at the free company house?"

"Nine bells in the morning, two days ago," replied Minti, confidently. "She ate, changed out of her armor, and excused herself to the common area downstairs. She was snoring for a little bit, but now she's gone quiet and hasn't gotten up at all."

"I see," said Y'shtola Rhul, noted miqo'te black mage and one of the Warrior of Light's closest confidants. "You'll permit me to attend her?"

Minti nodded. "Of course. If you'll come down the stairs to the common room? Mind the floor - the lizard is redecorating." She rolled her eyes. "Again." She rolled her eyes.

"The lizard?" asked Thancred as he descended the stairs.

"One of our company members. They're the resident decorator. They have an eye for perfection, which means that they're going to gut the floor and replace it with marble, or whispering stone, or that odd block Zoissette got from the Palace of the Dead. I could *swear* I've seen faces in it."

Thancred gave Y'shtola a bemused look before turning back to the viera. "Sounds like they're quite the character."

"They are!" Minti gestured over to the fainting couch, where an dark-haired elezen in a nightgown was sleeping peacefully. At least, they appeared to be peaceful. "And there's the princess herself. If you need anything, just call upstairs, someone will hear you. Probably."

With that, Minti went back up to the stairs and outside to the stables, where a naughty brown chocobo was doing their best to avoid a bath.

Y'shtola knelt down next to her friend and, with a gentle motion, brushed back stands of hair that'd fallen in front of their face. "These days have been rather hard on you, haven't they?" she said softly. "Our journey to the Thirteenth. Zero. The fiends. It's never easy being Her champion."

As far as the mage could tell, Zoissette's aether appeared as it should, changed though it had been since their first meeting. Nothing missing. No emptiness like that during the Final Days. "Your friends are worried about you, though. And, we need to go back to Radz-at-Han to discuss our findings with Nidhana. So don't think you can keep sleeping like Raha once did. You have work to do. We all do."

Before Y'shtola could get back up, Thancred was next to her with a blanket and hot stone. "I thought the 'princess' might appreciate a little extra comfort before she awakes. Tired herself out, has she?"

Y'shtola nodded. "Sleeping like a babe, our warrior of light. She'll wake soon, if she knows that we're waiting for her." She paused to drape the blanket over Zoissette, give a peck on the cheek, and a pat on the back. "Shall we go upstairs and sit? I'd like to see more of The Lizard's handiwork."

"If it'll help," said Thancred. "I could use some broadening of my Ul'dahn architectural knowledge."

"I didn't know you were such an appreciator."

"Neither did I. First time for everything, I suppose."

[ladyofvoss]

FFXIVWrite Day 6: Onerous

adjective - (of a task, duty, or responsibility) involving an amount of effort and difficulty that is oppressively burdensome.

A/N: Have a naughty chocobo as a treat!

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“You are being impossible”, Thalia said, hands on her hips and hoping that her stare was conveying a strong sense of disappointment.

Fuyu, her chocobo, squawked in what Thalia assumed was obstinance, stamping its feet on the stones in Vesper Bay, before crouching down as if it made to bolt. At this rate, the Waking Sands would be completely empty, and everyone would have settled down in Mor Dhona before Thalia could wrangle her bird into letting them even leave the bay.

“We’re not even traveling that far!” 

She made to attach one of her many full saddlebags to his hide, only for him to screech angrily, flailing its wings and bolting behind her faster than she thought possible. Growling, Thalia pivoted on her foot, hoping to catch the feathered fiend off guard, but he scurried out of the way once more. Thus, their little dance went on, longer than Thalia would have liked. 

She was certain they made quite the picture, the esteemed Warrior of Light losing a battle......with a chocobo.

“You have never acted like this when we traveled before, not even when we mucked about in the Sagoli desert, and you hated it there”.

The response she got was a demure kwuee, before Fuyu crouched low, hiding his head beneath his wing. 

“Nald’s golden-”, she pinched her nose and drew in a breath, long and deep. She’s had Fuyu for years, and was used to his moods by now. It wouldn’t do to snap at him (anymore than she already had), lest he become even more capricious.

“I’m sorry”, she sighed, dropping down to her knees and rubbing at his neck. “I know this must all be happening so suddenly, going to a new and unfamiliar place. We’ve been here our whole lives. I understand if you’re reluctant to leave”.

Her gesture seemed to have reached him, as Fuyu pulled his head from beneath his wing, pressing it against Thalia’s side and rubbing at her hip. Relief swept through her. Progress.

“It’ll probably be very scary for you”, she continued, “but I’ll be here the entire time. I promise. Perhaps we can even wait until-”.

She cut her words short when she felt his beak moving against her hip.

“Are you still grumpy? I thought we talked about nipping, it’s not nice”.

She shifted in hopes of pulling away from his beak, only to realize that it was not her clothes Fuyu was nipping at, but the bag she had been holding that she set on the ground. He twisted his head, nipped twice more, before withdrawing with his prize: a Krakka Root firmly in his beak, before vanishing as he proceeded to swallow.

The realization hit her then, along with a new wave of indignation. Fuyu paid no heed to his mistress’ change in mood, trotting over to Vesper Bay’s entrance, suddenly very cooperative and in better spirits.

“Why you little-!”, Thalia shot to her feet, marching over to the chocobo. “You mean to tell me you put me through this arduous ordeal, just because I hadn’t given you your favorite treat yet!?”

Fuyu simply squawked happily.

“You”, she rubbed her temples and groaned. “You are a walking Calamity; I hope you know that. I ought to turn you into pillow stuffing, you little brat”.

But Fuyu was intent on pretending his little tantrum never occurred, and given that the others were likely waiting for her, Thalia could not take the time to give him the dressing down he deserved.

“Oh, you are in for it when we reach Revenant’s Toll”, she said as she swung onto him, Fuyu being remarkably still giving no end to her irritation. For now, Mor Dhona awaited them.

[autumnslance]

Pink and Black has intrigued me

OK this is one that's proooobably not going to see the light of day, at least not in its current form. Which is "hormone induced random crack pairing that's not a real ship, just C'oretta being horny."

So I know I referenced this one in a prompt before, but yeah, I have drafts for C'oretta being a very naughty girl with our favorite chocobo's arse of a Dark Knight, cuz the idea of Sidurgu versus C'oretta is amusing to me.

Rielle goes to Gridania to study, runs into C'oretta who she knows is a friend of Aeryn's. C'oretta's going to Ishgard for some reason, so Rielle asks her to look in on Sid, cuz she's worried about the lizard.

C'oretta runs into Sid and instantly annoys him, they end up in scuffle somewhere, and while he's irate and mildly injured, C'oretta distracts and keeps him in the apartment by sleeping with him.

He's fairly bewildered but also not complaining about this turn of events.

I have no idea where it goes, besides them becoming casual friends with benefits after that. It's just random, much like C'oretta can be.

[light-of-judgment]

Naughty or nice?

Send me “naughty or nice?” and I’ll tell you if my muse would leave your muse a christmas gift

Sure he’d leave her a gift. In the form of a flaming bag of chocobo poo on her front step. 

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

Because of the culinarian chaos video I had to ask this. Imagine poor Agni coming home to this scene of Estinien, Thanced and The twins baking and Agni is greeted by the cakes plus a frosting covered baby because Esme got into the frosting while her Bapa was distracted

(First of all, if you guys haven't seen Culinarian Chaos, DO IT RIGHT NOW. Second, I love this prompt so much!!!!)

Agnes Varlineau was having a fantastic nameday so far. Breakfast in bed with my little baby and my grumpy dragon. Pampering at the Megadhuta courtesy of Vrtra. A chai date with Nidhana. And now...home!

She walked into their apartment with a grin, which turned into her mouth hanging open at the sight in the kitchen. "I'm home?"

There was Estinien, Thancred, and the twins with two three-tiered horrifically decorated cakes?!?!? AND WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON WITH ESME?!?!?

"Happy Nameday, Agi!" Alisaie shouted and then ran to hug her. "Surprise!"

Agnes laughed nervously. "I-I do love surprises and thank you, Alisaie. I can see you all have been very...busy." Why is my baby covered in frosting?!?!? She left the hug and stood with her hands on her hips staring.

Both cakes had mutated cactuars, cursed spriggans, diseased chocobo chicks, and whatever the fuck those things are on top. One is Angelo for sure...a Moogle on the other????? WHAT IS GOING ON!?!?!?

Thancred looked the most pleased between Estinien and Alphinaud. "My dear friend, happy nameday! We got a call from this fellow--" he pointed at Estinien, who rolled his eyes so adorably. My husband is so hot and cute and sexy! "Asking if we could help him with a nameday cake for you, and as you can see, we delivered not one cake but two!"

Blinking for a few seconds, she looked at Alisaie, then Alphinaud, then Thancred, and lastly at her husband. "Love, you...you know you could've just called Mum, right? She'll be here tomorrow after all--"

Estinien grunted, his hands holding Esme in place on the counter. "I figured we've asked for enough, and besides, these three are smart. They've got the...what's it called...theses to prove it?"

"Estinien, simply because we've graduated from the Studium doesn't--" Alphinaud began but was interrupted by his twin.

"Mean that we know baking and decorating! But, by the gods, this was so much fun." She sighed and looked dreamily at the Angelo cake. "So much fun..."

Smiling, Agnes shook her head and giggled. "Well, I'm so glad you all had fun. Now, what is going on with our little miss?"

Thancred waved a hand dismissively. "The young lady was assisting us, weren't you Esme?"

Esme cooed happily and clapped her cute little frosting-covered hands. Her father chuckled and picked her up. "She did get a bit messy...just a bit." He winked at Agnes, who blushed a little. Naughty man. Naughty man. Naughty man. I LOVE YOU.

Alphinaud nodded. "A little. And anyways, I think these cakes will be enough for the party to--"

"ALPHINAUD, YOU DOLT!" Alisaie shouted, trying to cover his mouth.

Agnes raised an eyebrow. "Party?"

"Well, the cat's out of the bag then." Thancred grinned sheepishly. "Estinien here organized a surprise party for you tomorrow."

Shocked, Agnes turned to her husband, whose face and ears were bright red. "Love? You did that? For me?"

"Of course for you. Certainly not for me." He smiled softly at her, not paying attention to Esme's frosting hands in his hair. "You deserve it. You deserve time with friends and loved ones for your nameday....and you love surprises---"

"Especially from you." She felt tears in her eyes. "Thank you. Thank you all! This is so wonderful!" Agnes rushed to Alphinaud and hugged him tightly. She then did the same to Thancred before kissing Estinien and taking Esme from him. "Now, since you're the one who insisted our little love was assisting you, Thancred," Agnes turned to Thancred with only a slightly evil grin. "Then that means you can give her a bath." She then eyed the twins. "With help from her favorite teenagers."

Shaking his head and admitting defeat, Waters!!!!!!, Thancred took the baby and motioned to the twins. "Come on, let's grab her little tub and clean her up."

With Thancred and the twins now out of sight, Estinien cupped Agnes's face and kissed her gently. "You deserve everything, my angel. Happy Nameday."

But I do have everything. I have you. I have Esme. I have Mum. My friends. So many friends.

And now I have two very interesting and hopefully delicious cakes for my surprise party tomorrow!

[iris-ymir]

Iris is def on the naughty list this year. First time in thirty years a certain au ra was having fun and Iris just had to go and hug a voidsent. (:

Well, I can explain!! T^T... Or well, to be honest, I can’t... In Iris’ defense though, I have to say she did not have an idea, this rather dashing gentleman was a voidsent!I feel bad for certain au ra though... I think for the first time, I saw him being genuinely happy... So yeah. Feel sorry for him, and hope they will hold the Starlight Joust next year too. So he can go and see chocobos. With less voidsent huggage. Okai? ^^’ 🖤

[bloodsworn-marshal]

"Naughty list obviously. Have you seen the amount of ale he drinks? And he's been hanging out with some shady individual lately. One time he cheated on a Chocobo Race too!" Such bold claims... and there is only one person who could know these... someone who is likely on the naughtly list and didn't want to be alone on that very same list.

“Bold claims indeed! I know exactly who’s behind this mask, you bloody scoundrel-- and I’ll have you know I am aught but naughty!”

[herohikara-wol]

"But Moooommm I am a tiny Warrior of Light. I can like... Over flow the world with light if they are naughty."

“Flood the- noooo, no no no, that’s not how my powers work dearheart!” Gods no, not after what he had to do. No way in the seven hells is he dealing with another flood of light. “Besides, a flood of light would hurt more than just people. It would hurt animals too, like your chocobo. Would you really want to let your little chocobo get hurt? Of course not.” Technically the babe’s chocobo was the hatchling of Hero’s own Sunny and the black chocobo Haurchefant had once given him, Cocoa.

Still, it’d made a good practice bird for his baby. “Trust me, it’s better to listen to your people and understand their needs than it is to rule through fear and threats. I promise.” He taps the little one on the nose gently. “To be the Warrior of Light is also to be a good person, to defend the innocent and protect those who cannot protect themselves. It isn’t about being the strongest or most powerful, it’s about not wanting to see anyone suffer needlessly. It’s about hope, and bringing hope to the people.”

The one thing he and Zenos still had ‘discussions’ about was his habit of running into danger, prince-regent by marriage or not. He couldn’t stand idly by when he was strong enough to protect everyone, his pride and his own morals wouldn’t allow it.

[lhugbereth]

What are Prompto and Gladio's thoughts of each other when they first meet? Can be as naughty as you want?

Thank you SO much for the ask, dear (and thanks for Tumblr for finally letting it through on the third try)

I think about this a lot, honestly, because there is so much potential for these two! And honestly, neither the game nor Brotherhood gave us enough canon interaction (besides teasing each other in battle and a few bits of cutscene which you better believe I’ve watched more times than is probably healthy) 

So here’s how I would have written their first few interactions if I worked for SE and was allowed to implement my own big gay agenda:

- Gladio heard about Prompto for the first time through a conversation between Noct and Iggy. It seemed Noct had been keeping his new school friend something of a secret, and Ignis was not only worried but also genuinely upset about it. All Gladio caught of the conversation were the words “suspicious” and “degenerate,” and so his initial mental image of the kid was understandably skewed.

- Which is why, when he bumped into Noct and Prompto at the arcade, he was surprised to see the kid looked…totally normal. A little hyperactive, maybe, but he was bright and smiling and completely defied Gladio’s expectations. He wasn’t sure how to react, and ended up being colder to Prompto than he probably would have otherwise. 

- Prom, of course, was immediately intimidated by the tall, broad, rough dude who looked like a cross between a drug dealer and an undercover-cop. When Noct introduced him as his friend, he relaxed a little - but he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was a lot more to the guy than he’d gotten out of that brief meeting. 

- Either way, both of them went home that night thinking about the other. 

- Gladio was too nervous to bring it up around Noct. He kept hoping to hear updates, or find an opening to talk about Prompto again, maybe find out a little more about him. But the mystery dragged on, and on, until Prom started to pervade his dreams at night. Nothing serious at first - sometimes he would be there on the periphery, or hanging out with him and Noct and Iggy at training. Which was weird, right? Because Prompto wasn’t a fighter and looked like he weighed about a buck fifty soaking wet, with those lanky arms and skinny thighs and that cheesy grin and….

- It…wasn’t long before his dreams started to take on a different nature. 

- Meanwhile, Prompto asked about Gladio nonstop. Noct thought it was annoying at first…but it only got worse as the days and weeks went on. Every time Prompto brought up the subject, Noct would roll his eyes and try to steer the conversation elsewhere. But more often than not, he found himself answering questions about Gladio’s personality, his fighting style, how much he could bench press (like he was supposed to know that?!) 

- It took a while, but he finally forced a confession out of Prom. Yes, he’d thought he was attractive, and yes, he wanted to meet him again (followed very quickly by a “no, he’s way too far out of my league and i’m too shy! stop dude why are you texting him?!?!”) 

- Noct (almost literally) dragged Prompto back to the arcade, spotted Gladio across the hall, and ditched them both to figure things out without him. 

- Uncharacteristically nervous, Gladio led them over to the food stand and quickly stuffed his face so he didn’t say anything stupid about how cute Prompto looked with glasses, or how in his dreams he’d had less freckles and that was a shame. 

- Prompto was basically reduced to one thought running over and over as he blushed into his soda: Don’t stare at his tits, don’t stare at his tits.

- He stared at them anyway. 

- Video games helped them relax. Gladio was impressed with Prompto’s skill at the crane games and shooters, and Prom was equally amazed at how cool Gladio looked when he was focused on the screen. So much so, actually, that he stopped paying attention and let his character in Mortal Kombat die six times in a row. Gladio grinned at him in victory; Prompto felt his knees go weak. 

- In the end, with the tickets he’d earned at the machines, Gladio got Prompto a little stuffed chocobo from the prize counter. Muttered something about it matching his hair and yeah, sorry, it’s kinda stupid, you can throw it out if you want. But Prompto hugged it close and just looked up at him (how was it fair to be that tall?) with big round blue eyes. 

- Gladio swallowed. 

- Prompto chewed the inside of his cheek.

- Gladio resisted the urge to kiss him (that’s Noct’s friend, gotta keep it cool) and instead pulled out his phone to ask for Prom’s number. 

- Prompto fumbled his phone at least twice trying to get it out of his bag. 

- They texted a few times in the beginning, then more and more as Prom got bolder and Gladio started to drop hints. By the time Gladio asked Prompto out on a real-for-real date, Noct and Ignis were both so tired of hearing about it that they threw them a party. 

- The cake said “about time dumbasses” (Noct decorated it himself) 

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Thancred/Aeryn romance where the pair of them start off doing a cute mundane activity together like buying curtains, dealing with Scion chocobos, or participating in a seasonal event, or similar only for one to make a suggestive comment that the other stacks upon exponentially. Both are entirely flustered, much blushing ensues. ;P

Are you looking in my drafts folder? I think you’re looking in my drafts folder.

Actually, a (few days? week? What is time?) ago I posted a tiny bit from a draft where something like this happens as they sit through some interminable Ishgardian ceremony for diplomatic reasons, and a bored Thancred begins whispering terribly naughty things to Aeryn to make her blush, until they’re both a bit worked up. Then she insists on waiting until they’re back in privacy because no we are not just finding a secluded spot here we can wait you did this to yourself and now I get to tease you back.

Though I also like the idea of something like this happening as they’re at the market in Revenant’s Toll or the Crystarium or such, just sniping and teasing one another as they go about their chores...