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zzprompto · 1 month

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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.

- author's note: hope you enjoyed this! this was kind of silly, but i love it. keep requests coming, i love writing requests for you guys :)

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sanjismywhore · 1 year

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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.”

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shellswritesstuff · 2 years

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ffxv polyship roadtrip passing time making cute shit in the car :D

TYSM FOR THE ASK !!

Polyship!Chocobros x Reader [Drabble- SFW] Braaacelets!

Another loooong drive was ahead of the group. The lot of you have found a bunch of ways to pass the time roadtripping, some more interesting than others. Today’s time killer? Making bracelets! With Iggy behind the wheel, and honestly, more than happy to sit and listen, the shenanigans ensue.

“Uhhh, babes?” Prompto called out to the car. “Is this right?” To which one of you? Well.. narrowing it down to the only one of the group who knows a lick about the craft at hand, you answer.

“Lemme see.” The blonde awkwardly holds up his mess of paracord to you. When making these sort of bracelets, the two working ends need to be even. Sweet sunshine over here had three working strings, which you didn’t know was possible. With a few tugs and a pat on the head for good measure and reassurance, crisis averted.

“Aaaand you take the opposite side’s string and thread it through the loop you’ve made..” The trio listened carefully to your words, trying their best to imitate. Noct was oddly concentrated for a change, landing it first try. He wiggled his eyebrows at Gladio, who’s large hands have done him dirty. “Mmmm..” He rolled his eyes at the prince.

You shifted from your tight spot between the two and leaned forward to whisper something to Prompto. “Big.. meaty.. claws..”

…

Miles and minutes passed, and the crafting kept going. With questions here and there, it was going well! It made you feel a certain way, seeing your boys take interest in little things like this. For a moment, it makes you forget why you’re on this trip in the first place. As of right now, you were a group of lovers in a fancy car, making bracelets to pass the time. Prince who?

Prompto was making one for Iggy, Noct for you, you for Gladio, and Gladio for Noct. And when there was a pit stop or some traffic, Iggy had started a bracelet for Prompto. He was a quick learner, and made an extra juuust in case.

“Sooo..” Noctis spoke from his perch atop the Regalia. “Y/N, why’d you pick neon pink for Gladdy?”

Before you could find a joking reply, Gladio butted in. “Because real men wear pink. Bright pink.”

“It’s like asking why he’s using all black for you Noct!” Prompto made eye contact with him through the mirror. “You know.. Because you’re emo.”

That one got a laugh from Ignis, who was quickly reminded by Gladio about his own emo phase.

#random 3am inspo ty ty ty #ffxv #ffxv x reader #polyship roadtrip #prompto x reader #gladio x reader #noctis x reader #ignis x reader #ffxv drabble #ffxv imagines

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daddy-suguru · 2 years

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𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 ▸ 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐬

𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ▸ nsfw, hints of gangbang, hints of pussy eating, hints of handjob, pussy kissing, maid!reader, mainly noctis and gladio, noctis made a bet for extra sleep, pussy inspections

adding a picture for those who don’t know them…this is them older around dilf age

Noctis pushes your panties to the side while you're bent over picking up some of his pants that he left on his bedroom floor. He runs his fingers up and down your pussy lips. And he says,

"I get to sleep in by an hour tomorrow." You stay bent over for Noctis, as you look past your legs and your eyes widen as you see Noctis's three friends and guards, Ignis, Galdio, and Prompto watching you.

He slips one of his long, thin fingers past your lips. And you hold your hand over your mouth as you whimper, "She is dripping still. You can touch her and find out for yourself. My friends here didn't believe you would still be wet for me after I was gone all day." You clench around him, as Noctis pushes up your fluffy black skirt up with his other hand. And he pulls his finger out, moving your panties back into place. So they can see the way your pussy looks puffy with your panties soaking wet.

Noctis moves in front of you, telling you, "So I wanted to prove them wrong, and for being a good girl, I'll let you have whatever you want tonight." He normally spoils you anyway, he could find any reason to reward you for. And he loves hearing a whine for him as you get more pleasure drunk.

You stand up and your skirt falls. You watch Noctis go sit on the edge of the bed. He motions for you to come closer with two fingers. And you walk over, he points down and you bend over, as Gladio whistles before he says,

"You've been training her, I thought you were a blushy virgin but here you are, being a cocky dom with your sweet little service sub. And one of your maids, no less." You press your knees together as Gladio walks up behind you.

Grabbing your ass with a large, rough hand, your face is burning. As you whimper, "Noctis," after hearing everyone but his friends call him the prince, it was nice to hear you the way you call out his first name. Noctis encourages you by telling you, "Use your words for me, let me hear your pretty voice."

"How far are three of them going with me?" Gladio takes his hand off your butt and you push your hips back. As Noctis smiles and tells you,

"As far as you want them to go, all of them are going to inspect your pussy so they can see I'm not lying. You can always use your safe word and this all stops." He had talked about this with you beforehand, that his friends all found you attractive.

It had happened when you were doubting yourself. He was also really worked up that night from a very stressful day

"I'm good, I want them to see how wet I am waiting for you. I've been thinking about having your head between my legs." Gladio gets on his knees behind you and pulls your panties halfway down your thighs, stopping just past your white thigh-high socks.

Gladio asks you, "Do you want me to eat you out instead? You can sit on my face. And Noctis can watch me make a mess out of you. While you use both of your hands to make sure that Iggy and Prompto aren’t left out.”

▸m.list

#noctis smut #noctis x reader #gladiolus smut #gladio smut #gladiolus x reader #gladio x reader #iggy x reader #prompto x reader #chocobros #Chocobros smut #Chocobros x reader #ff15

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seraphanangelica · 2 years

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Request:

Anon- Could you do a scenario where the reader (gender neutral please) and Gladio wake up Noct while he’s sleeping?

Warnings: None that I'm aware of - tell me if I missed something!

Waking the Prince

You leaned out of the window of the Regalia, your hands hanging near the bottom of the car as you waited for Prompto and Ignis to return from the store. “It’s so hot,” You whined loudly into the paint of the vehicle. “I think I’m going to melt.”

Gladio, who was content to stay in the back seat and read the last chapter of his book, let out a playful scoff. “The only way you’re going to melt is if someone poured water on you.”

You slid out of the car and onto the ground with a thud, your head popping up almost immediately to look at Gladio accusingly. It may have looked weird to someone else, but to Gladio, it was one of the most amusing things he’s seen all day. “Are you calling me a witch? I’ll have you know, just cause I can cast spells as well as Noct doesn’t make me a witch.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? Then what does it make you?”

You stood up fully, your torso visible from where he sat. “Magical, duh!” Both hands flew up to the sky with a shout as if you were summoning a sky god.

“Yeah,” he laughed. “Very magical. When was the last time you slept?”

You shrugged and brought your hands back down to open the car door and enter properly, considering you were sure that the others would be back soon. “Dunno,” you fought the urge to kick your feet up on the dash. “All my sleep is getting stolen by Noct. I mean look at him-” You turned around to glance at Noctis, who was halfway into the middle seat as he slept. “I have to wake him up just so he can move his ass and I can fit.”

He looked at the sleeping prince once, then put a marker in his book then set it to the side, a mischievous smirk forming on his lips. “Why not wake him up now?”

“HEELLPP!” You screamed, running as fast as you could away from the car and towards the store. “HOOLY SHIT GLADIO YOU DUMBASS HE’S GONNA KILL US!”

Gladio was right behind you, looking equally panicked and amused. “Quit your whining and run, damnit!”

“I AM RUNNING!”

Hearing the commotion outside, Prompto and Ignis summoned their weapons and ran out of the store, expecting an attack of some sorts. They rushed out of the store, only to be tackled by you two and pushed back inside and rushed behind the nearest shelf.

“What’s going on?!” Prompto panicked and you immediately shushed him with a finger to the lips.

“Shush! He’s coming for us!” You despaired. “I’m going to die before I even get to meet Lunafreya! What kind of an end is this?”

Ignis, entertaining the other three, crouched down lower and ushered them to join him. “Y/N, what did you do?”

Your eyes widened. You placed a hand over your heart as if you were just shot by your best friend. Well you were. In a way. “I didn’t do anything this time! It was all Gladdy! I told him not to do it, and now I’m not even going to make it out of the Crown City!”

You ignored the strange looks the customers gave you. Four Crownsguard cowering behind a store shelf to hide from Six knows what; It was definitely a sight to see and one that certainly would happen again once they set out to Galdin Quay.

“This is your fault, Ignis! You’re the one that wanted to stop for curatives!”

Then it was heard- the door to the shop opened, the bell that signals a new customer rang sharply through the air, and both you and Gladio froze.

You peeked through the gap of the shelf, watching as the angry prince stopped to look around the store before folding his arms over his chest.

“Ooh I’m dead. I’m so very very dead.” You panicked as Noct began to observe each and every crevice of the store.

“You said that you had nothing to do with this.” Ignis stated.

Noctis drew nearer, making a show of picking up a random can of Ebony from a stack. He turned it over, glancing over the nutrition label before setting it back on top of the display. You could hear Ignis scoff quietly at his disregard for the staff of the store.

“I did say that,” You hissed as the prince reached the aisle across from the hiding group. “Didn’t I?”

“We all know it was your idea, Y/N.” Gladio may have had a shit eating grin on his face, but he was watching your friend's every move, just like you. He was worried for his life. Just like you.

“Says the one that’s shaking in his boots,” You sneered. “You’re supposed to protect the king, not hide from him because of your bad choices.”

Prompto blinked. “What… exactly happened?”

You jabbed Gladio in the arm with your elbow, barely able to make him stumble like you wanted. “Dumbass over here decided to wake him up.”

“Aand you agreed to.”

With a sigh of exasperation, Ignis began to stand.

“W-w-what are you doing?!” You grabbed onto his leg with desperate hands, pulling him back down with you. “Do you want us to die?! Is that how you repay me for saving your life?!”

He looked forward as he stood fully, the only thing you managed to do was wrinkle his trousers (he’d deal with you later), and met eyes with the very person you were hiding from.

“Specs,” Noctis greeted, his tone clipped. He sounded as if someone killed his father. “Have you seen Gladio?”

You gave the man in question a winning smile. “I told you it was all your fault. You just didn’t want to say anything!”

Ignis cleared his throat. “Just.. Gladio?”

You quickly pushed Prompto to stand so you could hide behind two people. It also helped that Prompto was the definition of a distraction.

“Noct! What’s up?”

“Noct is apparently looking for Gladio. Have you seen him, Prompto?”

Prompto held his hands together behind his head. “Uh- I don’t think so…. Why? Did ‘ya need him for something?”

You motioned for Gladio to start crawling around the opposite end of the shelf, hopefully giving you enough time to escape back to the car and act like nothing happened. He gave you a nod and began to sneak out of the store.

“Alright,” Noct sounded closer, a bit more of a tease in his voice than a bite this time. “Have you seen Y/N?”

You didn’t have the chance to turn to the three people behind you, too focused on escaping the wrath of Noctis. If it’s one thing you didn’t want to be, it would be on the opposite side of his anger, which you were currently on. You hit the bottom of Gladio’s boot to urge him faster (he kicked back in short protest, but hurried on anyway).

“No, I uh… can’t say I have.” Prompto let out a nervous laugh.

“Huh. Shame. I guess I'll just have to….”

Suddenly a pair of thin, pale arms wrapped around your body and pulled you up, forcing you back until your back came into contact with Noctis’s chest.

“Noct! Hey, buddy!” You laughed, nervously patting the arms that were still wrapped around you. “What’re you doing here?”

“Where’s Gladio?” He asked, spinning you around so you faced him instead of Gladio (who made it out completely hidden, good job Gladdy). “And don’t try to lie, Specs can tell when you’re lying.”

You rolled your eyes. “Using my brother to your advantage is really low, Noct. I’m hurt.”

Ignis smirked. “Sometimes I wonder how we’re even related.”

“We’re not, I was adopted. Even a preschooler could have figured that out.”

Prompto had disappeared off to where you guessed Gladio was, leaving you with your bestfriend and your brother, a combination that you’ve experienced a bit too often. By now Gladio would have left the store, meaning you needed to get the hell out of there.

“He’s out by the Regalia,” You put your hands up in surrender, easing your way out of his hold. “Always has been from what I remember.” From the corner of your eye you saw Ignis raise an eyebrow, but he remained silent.

“And if he’s not?”

“If he’s not then you get to play King’s Knight all day and you can skip vegetables at dinner, and -”

“Noctis is most definitely not going to skip anything on his plate tonight!” Ignis intervened, taking the food reins from you the moment you thought you had them.

You shrugged your shoulders. “You’re right. Let’s just go back to the car.”

There it was, just as normal as it could be any day of the week. Prompto was sitting at the driver’s seat tapping the steering wheel to the drums of the music on the radio, and Gladio in his spot in the back, reading the new book series Prompto got him a while back.

“See?” You outstretched your arms in a grand sweeping motion in the direction of the car. “Like I said.”

Noct looked at you, then Gladio, then back to you. “Don’t think you’re out of this one.” He started toward the tank.

“HOLY SHIT GADIO HE’S GONNA KILL YOU! …… FUCKING RUN!!”

“Gladdy,” You whispered to get his attention from the passing rocks on the road. “Hey, Gladdy.”

Gladio glanced at you for a quick second, then looked back towards the road. “What?”

You scooted as far away from Noct as you could, pressing yourself against him. “What did he do to you?”

Gladio sighed through his nose and brought his hand up to pat your head. “You don’t want to know.”

Pouting, you removed his hand and decided to press the issue further. “Please tell me? Pleeeeaassee?”

A raised eyebrow. “You’re not gonna drop this, are you?”

“Nope!”

With a quick glance to the prince, who was more focused on the terrain of Leide more than anything, he opened his mouth to speak. “He-”

POP!

“Prompto, I swear by the Six, what did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything! It just happened!”

“Great. Who’s up for walking the rest of the way?”

“All the way to Hammerhead? Are you crazy?”

....

“Look at the map, it’s just next door.”

…

“Looks that way, on a map of the world.”

#ffxv #ffxv x reader #ffxv noctis #ffxv prompto #ffxv headcanons #ffxv gladio #ffxv ignis #ffxv imagines #final fantasy xv x reader #final fantasy 15 #noctis x reader #prompto x reader #ignis x reader #gladio x reader

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houdinicorbini · 1 year

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Hiii ! I’m at my aunt’s house but I got enough Wi-fi to send my request 🎉. Could you please write a touch starved and really clingy reader with Ardyn and maybe Ravus or Gladiolus ? I don’t know if you write for the others but I love them sm jdkdbxk ANYWAYS love your writing it’s so pleasing to read ! You’re one of my fav writers on tumblr even tho I just discovered you!! Have a nice day !!

Oh thank you so much! And I’ll write for almost anyone in the game

But this will be my first time writing for Gladiolus specifically

I hope you don’t mind it being headcanons since I am going to do all three!

Trigger warnings: none

🗡️Ardyn 🗡️

✧ Ardyn wouldn’t never shame you for being touch starved, especially if he knows the reasons as to why.

Hell, he’s a bit touch starved too after everything he’s been through as well.

So you’ll both have your moments of needing extra attention, it’s just Ardyn has learned to hide it more and suppress it.

~~~~~~~

✧ If you’re having a day where it is particularly bad, Ardyn will do his best to try and comfort you through it.

Like telling you that everything is going to be alright, cuddling, just making sure that he’s near you until he sees that you’re alright.

I can see Ardyn reading as he has his arm wrapped around you while you’re also doing your own thing.

He’ll make sure you have moments like that with him. No matter the time of day.

~~~~~~~

✧ Now with the clinginess, he really understands, but he tries to slowly get you out of that habit.

He has to travel a lot and he doesn’t want you having a near breakdown when he isn’t there.

Ardyn won’t do anything big at first, just small things to slowly become less clingy.

It’s not that he finds it annoying, he just overly worried and wants to make sure you’re alright.

And Ardyn definitely has his moments where he can be clingy, but again, he hasn’t experienced love in so long so he can sometimes get a tad bit carried away.

But you two are definitely in it together!

~~~~~~~

✧ Even though he’s the villain, Ardyn used to be good guy, and he had a lover of his own. So I can see him being great at comforting when he needs to be.

And like I said before, he has his own issues so there’ll be times where you’ll have to help him out too.

You both can be a clingy mess on bad days.

But I guess it actually works out a bit.

~~~~~~~

✧ Overall, you both help each other through the problems you have, each having a reason as to why you have them.

And he’ll always be there for when you need him, just like you’ll be there for him too!

So you two really balance one another out.

~~~~~~~

🤍 Ravus 🤍

✧ Because of losing his parents at a young age and the empire taking over his kingdom, Ravus is also very touch starved and clingy to those he really cares about.

So the both of you can also be a very clingy mess.

And like Ardyn, he’d hide it. But that is also because he kind of has to do to the empire.

But he’ll do his best to help you. When he has the time of course.

~~~~~~~

✧ He can definitely relate to how you feel so he can get an idea on what to do and how to help, even if it’s just sitting in each other’s company on a couch.

Ravus wouldn’t mind something like that at all

In fact, he’ll even try to set aside time so you two can have moments like these.

But that’s only when you two have known each other for a while and you’re deep in a relationship.

He unfortunately has an image he has to uphold.

~~~~~~~

✧ There are days where the two of you can just spend hours doing nothing but sitting in silence, but you’re both content with it.

Sometimes it’s all about the presence and not the talking.

Ravus understands that a lot and relishes in moments like that.

Unfortunately they just don’t happen often enough.

But he tries to make time for them to happen.

~~~~~~~

✧ Like with Ardyn too, Ravus has days where it’s harder to mask so you’ll have to help him.

Which you never mind, you’ll definitely give him the same love and curtesy that he’s given you all those other times.

Even if he denies that he needs it.

He’ll soften up if he sees cuddling or any form of hugging is going to be involved.

Ravus definitely returns the favor for you as well. Almost immediately too.

~~~~~

🖤Gladiolus🖤

✧ Out of the three, Gladio is not as touch starved, but he does do his damndest to make sure you know you’re loved and all that.

He may not be all too good with words, but his actions are louder!

Much louder.

~~~~~~~

✧ If you have bad days where things are worse, Gladio will offer to go out and do something in each other’s company.

Even if it’s something like working out or going to his favorite ramen shop.

He is also someone who wouldn’t mind just sitting down with a good book while you either read or do whatever you want near him.

Actions are definitely easier for him to handle.

~~~~~~~

✧ You might’ve had to explain a little bit about how you are and why, but he understands.

I feel like he has a harder time with emotional things and tries to tackle the problem head on, which can be good, sometimes.

But he quickly learns that this is not something that can be dealt with so easily.

He means well, but he can be a himbo at times.

~~~~~~~

✧ There are times he has seemed a tad bit insensitive, but it has always been a misunderstanding and he means well.

Again, emotions are not his strong suit so you’ll have to be patient with him.

Gladio will definitely to his best to make you feel content and loved in the best ways he knows how.

Cuddles.

~~~~~~~

I know it took a while and it’s short for as long as it took, but I hope you enjoy!

Do give me feedback if you have any!

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who-knew-a-sheep-can-write · 20 days

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Grievances: Gladiolus Amicitia x Reader

You woke to the feeling of a cold and empty bedside. You sat fully up in the bed, the thin cotton sheets falling into your lap as you did your best to look around the small bedroom for your boyfriend, but you couldn’t find him. In fact, the sheets beside you were even made despite him getting under the covers with you just a few hours ago. Looking to the small end table, you saw the time on the little alarm clock - 3:46 in the morning.

You swung your legs over the side of the bed and got up onto the creaky old floorboards, wincing at how loud they were just from your slight movement. You did your best to creep out of the room without making too much noise to wake the others (although you’re sure Ignis had already woke from you getting up). You toed on your shoes and grabbed your jacket before making your way down the aging steps.

You all had just arrived at Cape Caem yesterday afternoon, rolling up to the old farmhouse by the sea to set off for the prince’s wedding soon. It had been a trip and a half so far, with Galdin being out of the picture and Lestallum being a pitstop and a half with all of the little side things you had accidentally picked up as a party, it was nice to get a whole evening to yourselves and rest. You and Gladio had been given one of the solo bedrooms, a queen-sized bed fitted with crisp white sheets and a baby blue comforter with distressed white wooden furniture. It would be a lovely bedroom to take home.

But Gladio wasn’t around.

You looked around in the kitchen and on the porch but didn’t see him, afraid of opening other doors that could lead into bedrooms full of sleeping people. You split open the vintage curtains in the front window to look outside, squinting into the darkness as you looked around in the near-darkness for any signs of him. It wasn’t like Gladio to just disappear, hell, he’s a mountain of a man! How could you miss him? How could you not wake up to him getting out of the bed?

You nearly closed the curtains to look somewhere else when you caught a glimpse of someone in the darkness over by the cliff’s edge. You opened the door and quickly stepped outside, the cool sea air blowing past you, nipping at your skin and leaving goosebumps down your body. The air was cool and crisp, it smelled of the salty sea and of the churned earth behind you full of fields of crops. Crickets were chirping in the grass, you heard the rustling of small animals in the bushes, in the distance you heard wild animals howling in the night to the moon. You slowly walked towards the figure, already able to make out his broad shoulders covered in a jacket and the fluffy hair that needed a good trim before the wedding. You’re not sure if he heard you coming, but if he did, then he didn’t say anything to you. He was sitting on one of his camping chairs, back to the farmhouse as he looked over the sea and the moon. There was a book on the ground, one of his favorites, it looked like it had been tossed without a care in the world down.

It was when you were standing right next to him did he acknowledge your presence, only giving you a slight glance before turning back to look at ocean. He was kind of hunched over in his seat, almost as if he was trying to make himself look smaller. It was almost like he felt vulnerable, especially before you.

You gave him a few moments, hoping that with you being next to him that he would open up to you, maybe give you a glimpse as to what was going on, but he didn’t. His lips were sealed.

“Are you alright?” you finally asked quietly, breaking the tense silence between you two.

Your words hung in the air around him like anvils, they swaddled him up in a suffocating grip and refused to let go. Your words, those three little words, make the king’s shield start to tremble.

Gladio’s breath was shaking, hitching in his throat as he tried his hardest not to start breaking down in front of you.

You placed your hands on his shoulders and rounded out in front of him, crouching to meet his eyes. His face was already wet, tear tracks slightly dry and they looked sticky, he must have been crying earlier. His eyes, bright and full of life like a roaring fire, were dull and diminished. He looked exhausted, he looked miserable.

“Gladio…” you murmured.

Suddenly the shield pulled you in close, forcing you to stand or else you would have head-butted right into him. His big and burly arms wrapped tightly around your waist as he yanked you in close, burying his head into your stomach. You felt a warm wetness start to form against your shirt. His grip was crushing against your back and hips, but all you could do was try to comfort him.

He didn’t sob, he didn’t moan or heave or scream. He sat in the chair and trembled, crying softly into your stomach.

You didn’t rush him, you didn’t say anything to break the silence, you simply placed one hand on his brawny shoulder and the other became carded into his soft hair. You had to admit, it was a shock to see your partner cry. He was always one for being stoic and in control of himself - except for anger sometimes - to the point that you wondered when the last time he had cried was. Even now, he was still controlling himself, pulling back on showing how truly upset he was as he clung and shook under your hands.

“I miss him.”

Those words hit you deep in the gut as he whimpered them out into your shirt.

His father.

His father had passed in the fall with the king. He and Iris were on their own now, their mother having passed about a year after Iris was born from what Gladio had told you. It was just him and his little sister against the world now.

All of his life was spent to be like his father, maybe even better while still holding his father is high regard. He was going to be like his father, be a shield and protect the king with his life. Gladio loved his father, and now he’s finally allowed himself time to grieve for his loss. What hurts even more is that there probably isn’t a body to bury back in Insomnia either, only twisting the knife in his chest.

“Oh Gladio,” you murmured. You rubbed both of your hands along his shoulders, rubbing soothing circles into his back as you pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “Everything will be alright.”

#final fantasy xv #ffxv #gladiolus amicitia #gladio x reader #gladiolus x reader

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the-blind-geisha · 5 months

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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.

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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.

#reverse harem #ffxv #ffxv fanfic #ffxv reader insert #gladio x reader #ignis x reader #noctis x reader #prompto x reader #aranea highwind #ignis scientia #gladiolus amicitia #noctis lucis caelum #prompto argentum #mywriting #oreana writes

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blitzvan · 1 year

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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’

#headcanons #reader #ff15 #prompto argentum #gladiolus amiticia #Prompto x Gladio #Gladio x reader #Prompto x reader #Smut #blitzvan

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sageteapost · 11 months

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Hello! Can I please request a depressed!reader x gladio? Gn pronouns please

| Gladio Amicitia With a Depressed Reader |

[ Gladiolus Amicitia x GN! Reader ]

TW/CW + Tags: Topic of depression. Mostly fluff, no dark topics whatsoever. (Established relationship. GN! Reader.)

Summary: HCs of Gladio with a depressed reader and how he would support you.

[ (A/N): Hey everyone! So sorry for the silence on my blog. The year is almost ending so it's been hectic these past weeks. I'll try to get some stuff out, but no promises yet. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! ]

At first, Gladio wouldn't be able to tell that something is wrong directly. Or maybe he would, but he won't say anything as to not be invasive.

When he does notice though, he’ll approach you in private about it. He won’t say his reason directly for why yet, instead asking things like how have you been doing as of late and of anything new going on.

If you did tell him what’s going on, letting him know of your depressed mood as of late, he’ll lend an ear.

Gladio may look tough and scary on the outside, but he’s always a softie towards the people he cares about. Including you.

He’s the kind of guy that will either give you a lot of advice or ask questions. Like giving you ideas for healthy coping skills or asking how he can best help you through it whenever it gets bad. You can always tell him no if you prefer.

Take meds? Once he gets used to it (which is rather quick), he’ll remind you to take them. Therapy? No worries, he’ll make sure there for those appointments by driving you.

As for comfort, if you let him he’s down for cuddles. Always. Movies? Bet. Need some space? It’s yours.

If there’s really anything he wants you to know, it is that you can always talk to him. He cares for you. So much.

Communicate with him about your needs. It might take some time in the beginning, but soon he’ll do his damn best to make sure that those needs are met.

“Babe, please know that you can always talk to me whenever you need it. I might be the king’s shield, but I will always be there as your personal shield.”

#ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ request approved #ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ potentially triggering #gladiolus x reader #gladio x reader #ffxv gladio #gladiolus amicitia #gladiolus amicitia x reader #gladio x gn reader #gladiolus x gn reader #chocobros x reader #ffxv x reader

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of-stars-and-pens · 1 year

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“Hotel Room”

Pairing: Gladiolus Amicitia x Fem!Reader

Fandom: Final Fantasy 15

Inspiration/Request: A co-written fan fiction between my friend and I. This was a “fade to black” scene I decided to write out.

Warnings: Daddy kink, gender specific, smut, self stimulation, panty sniffing, Daddy kink, oral

A/N: Damn this is a long piece.

The rush back to the hotel room had left you breathless.

“Gladio!” You laughed. “Slow down!”

“Nope,” he said simply, instead he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, continuing to the hotel, his pace continued, unafraid to maneuver through the crowds with the appropriate “‘scuse me”s and “comin’ through”s.

“Gladio!” You laughed, attempting to push yourself up so you could see, but found yourself unable. “My skirt!”

Gladio smacked your ass. “Quit movin’. I don’t wanna lose my balance.”

“People are going to see my ass!” You cackled, still bracing against him some so you didn’t bounce around.

“Sounds like the opposite of a problem to me.”

You just laughed more. This was fun and amusing and you were so happy that this was your life.

“Almost there, Fiancé,” he said. You could hear the cheesy grin on his face.

In moments, you found yourself being carried through the lobby of the Leville and up the stairs. You squirmed and giggled, trying to break free so you could walk.

“Babe,” Gladio scolded, smacking your ass again. “Stop it.”

Down the hall you went, giant steps bringing you to the room in no time at all. “This fucking door,” Gladio grumbled as he struggled to unlock it. “If you let me down I can–” As if on cue, Gladio opened the door. “Watch your head,” he warned, ducking down as he crossed the threshold.

In no time at all you were in the hotel room, and you listened to the deadbolt turning, laughing. He wasn’t laughing as he dropped you on the bed. You continued to laugh as you propped yourself up with your forearms.

“Are you hard already?” You asked, giggling, unable to stop yourself from looking as he stood in front of you. “Yeah. So what?” He asked, crossing his arms and looking down at you seriously. The grumpy charade didn’t last long.

He watched as you sat up, starting to play with yourself. One hand was massaging your breast and the other slid down to play with the hem of your skirt before slowly pulling it up to reveal more and more of your thigh. You could feel his eyes on you, burning you, as he watched quietly. In a teasing move, let your hands fall before leaning back. Your hands rested above your head, one landing closer to the side than over.

“Who said you could stop?” Gladio growled at you, crossing his arms.

“Wouldn’t you rather do it yourself, Daddy?” You asked deviously, looking up at him with bedroom eyes. You could feel yourself getting wet just at the sight of him.

“I want to watch,” he instructed before quickly walking over and pulling one of the chairs to the spot he had been standing, but a little away so he wasn’t so close. “Play with yourself for Daddy, Baby Girl.”

And you did just that.

Your hands slid down, gently running over the side of your face as your eyes closed. One hand stopped at your breast again, starting to caress it, your other hand lowering to the hem of your skirt again, before slowly coming back up, gently caressing your lips over your lace panties when you arrived. You rubbed yourself a little before caressing your thigh, just outside of your pantyline, teasing yourself.

“I’d rather feel your big, calloused hands on me, Daddy,” you sighed, opening your eyes and looking at him as you continued. “It’s just not the same.”

“Keep going, Baby Girl,” Gladio said plainly, his gaze focused on your panties like the eagle on his back. “Don’t stop ‘til Daddy says.”

You didn’t say anything, just slowly moved to rubbing yourself over your panties, searching for the little bundle of nerves hidden behind its hood, still over your panties.

“Don’t tease me, Baby Girl,” he breathed.

You looked at him, palming himself before he undid his belt, removing it in a smooth motion, tossing it off to the side, his gaze never leaving yours before it slid down to your finger rubbing against your panties. He undid the button and zipper of his pants, adjusting himself.

Slowly, you went back to palming yourself, slipping your finger under your panties from the side, running it up and down before hooking it and moving to the side, your other hand now joining in the fun. You watched as he maneuvered his dick out, palming it a couple times before licking his hand and starting to run it up and down his shaft.

You held your panties off to the side while your finger returned to your clit, starting to rub that sweet spot once more. You could feel your wetness growing, sending a shiver up your spine.

“Daddy,” you whined, “I want you.” “What did Daddy tell you, Baby Girl?” Gladio asked. “Play with yourself.” You watched him with a pout. “Listen to Daddy and do what he says.” Something about his tone made you shiver. You stopped rubbing yourself and slid a finger inside yourself with a hum, curling it and pumping as your eyes closed. Wishing it was his fingers inside you, you added a second finger with a sigh, the other hand starting to rub the side of you again.

You heard him stand up, removing his pants and kneeling in front of the bed.

“Stop,” Gladio instructed in a tone that made you shiver, but you did as you were told.

Your fiancé grabbed your legs and pulled you closer to the edge, watching you for any sign of discomfort or lack of interest. Anything that would say you didn’t want this. He maneuvered your legs over his shoulders as he knelt, caressing your outer thighs and kissing the inside. He got closer to you and took a long inhale, sighing as he exhaled. He noticed your legs tense.

“You good?” He asked, raising his head to look at you. “We can stop, if you want, Baby Girl.”

“No,” you assured, watching him. “I’m good.”

“Do you want me to not eat you like the whooole buffet you are?” He teased before getting serious. “All fun aside. If you don’t want to this time that’s fine, but–”

“No,” you repeated. “I don’t want to stop. Just… Your exhale. It felt…” You sighed. “It felt good.”

“Ah. Gotcha. Should I get back to it, Baby Girl?”

“Help yourself, Daddy,” you said, bracing yourself on your forearms again so you could have a better view.

You didn’t have to tell him twice.

Gently, he started nipping your thighs, working his way closer to you. A sigh escaped your lips as his tongue ran over your panties, and you fell back, allowing yourself to feel the sensations he was giving you. They were always strange, but no longer unfamiliar.

What was unfamiliar was him literally ripping your panties for easier removal. He leaned back, bunching true fabric together and taking a long, deep inhale of your leftover scent while you watched. He sighed before taking another deep inhale, taking in even the tiniest scent and committing it to memory before tossing them to the chair behind him. It was hypnotic and erotic to watch.

“Daddy’s saving those for later,” Gladio said with an almost drunken sigh. “Delicious.” He turned his attention back to you, taking one long and deliberate lick, causing you to gasp and you to arch slightly. “Settle.” His command came with his maneuvering of your legs over his shoulder, his arms reaching around so his hands could rest over your lower abdomen, keeping you in place. He watched you for another moment before lowering his mouth to you. “Ready, Baby Girl?”

“Rea—“ You were cut off by your moaning as he set to work.

You could feel his smirk as he ate you out, licking and sucking on your clit before starting to enter you with his tongue. It was clear he was enjoying himself—and he always did.

“You’re so fucking delicious, babe,” Gladio couldn’t help but growl against you, causing you to whimper. “Oh? You like that, Baby Girl?”

His thumb slid down some to gently rub your clit as he went back to licking up every drop of you he could find. Eventually, one of his hands left your abdomen and his attention moved up, focusing in on the head of your clitoris, pulling your skin back ever so gently to expose it more. A finger entered you and you gasped, having to grab handfuls of the sheets, whining and mewling incoherent words and noises.

“Stop wiggling,” Gladio growled, waiting for you to behave before continuing. It took a while, and you were left panting. “Good girl,” he said before giving you a nice long lick from the bottom of your opening all the way up to your clit, ”listening to Daddy…”

He dived back down. A long, thick finger entered you, causing your back to arch. A moan escaped your breathless body, and he chuckled, the vibrations making you whine.

“Daddy takes such good care of you, don’t I, Baby Girl?”

You nodded and hummed an affirmative and he went back down.

“I could do this all day,” he admitted. “Fuck, between your smell, your taste, I wish I could live down here. Have you for every meal of the day.” He knew this built your confidence, which you struggled with. All he cared about was getting you off, and the focus and work he put in to make it happen made you feel so soft and warm with love.

He added a second finger, curling and pumping at a steady pace as he hummed against your clit.

You whined, the coil in your gut tightening

“Awww,” your fiancé chuckled. “Are you going to cum already?” He added a third and you gasped, eyes watering and blindly reaching for him before grabbing his hair. “Hey,” he scolded, pulling back to move your hands away. “No touching.” You whined, but moved your hands to grip the sheets next to you before reaching above to hold the pillows as Gladiolus went back to eating you out. In no time at all, you found yourself coming undone, riding out the high as he continued, prolonging your orgasm until you were left panting and whining and overstimulated.

“Baby Girl,” Gladio said, voice low. You watched him watch you with that crooked smile he always had when you were a hot and bothered mess, completely high on the bliss of an orgasm he gave you. “Feeling good?” You hummed and nodded, watching him with hooded eyes.

He sat back, his elbow resting on his knee while his other hand stroked himself. “You doin’ okay?” He asked seriously.

You hummed and nodded again. “I need you to say it for me, Baby Girl, please.” “I’m okay,” you assured with a sigh.

He smiled softly. “Ready for more?” He asked.

“Yeah,” You whimpered, knowing he wouldn’t be done with you until the sun came up.

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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

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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."

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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.

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sanjismywhore · 11 months

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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.

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