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tomolari · 2 years
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A little earlier I will post art for halloween Gladio x Ignis
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thedarkrose17 · 2 years
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Gladio would be one of those people who wears the "slutty" version of stuff. Today it's werewolf
Noct is the one who tries to pretend he's not with him cause he's embarrassed while he's dressed as a spooky kings knight character
If they drag Iggy into it he would be a vampire every year unless someone gets him an outfit
Prom always does creepy cute costumes. Once dressed as a male version of Sally from nightmare and Noct dressed as Jack and was blushing like crazy under the make up cause holy shit couples costumes
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avianscribe · 1 year
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Writer's First Lines
Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven’t written ten fics, share as many first-sentences as you have.
Thanks @mathclasswarfare for the tag!
I'm nudging this gently towards @fallintosanity, @breakfastteatime, @seaofolives, @gingerel, @canisargentum, @crazyloststar, @dovefanworks, @ivorydice, @star54kar, @inktail, @ivorydice… and anyone else who feels so inclined! (I'm not sure who's already been tagged and who hasn't!)
It was definitely fun to go back and look at these… Most of them (from Puppetry on) are from my XVtober series, which are shorter stories, so every word has a heavier workload.
So! In reverse chronological order, here we go!
1. "You can eat that."
Cub's First Moon, rated T, 1,965 words -- werewolf dad Cor and his new cub Prompto…!
2. Insomnia falls.
Absolution, rated G, 2,217 words -- a remix of GingerEl's fabulous "Elutriate", from Gladio's perspective.
3. Prompto gets to hear a lot of things in the Imperial palace.
The Covenant, rated T, 3,480 words -- a fae AU, Prompto POV; he rescues the fae king's protector from a gladiatorial prison.
4. Lestallum’s overlook provided Ardyn an excellent view of the great canyon — Taelpar Crag, as they called it now.
Puppetry, rated G, 249 words -- Ardyn POV
5. “So how long does it take for stasis to wear off?” Prompto asked, peering at the tent where Noctis lay deep in slumber.
Slumber, rated G, 204 words… Noct's in stasis, and everyone else is waiting for him to get over it.
6. Iris didn’t mean to get lost.
Lost, rated G, 213 words -- what it says on the package XD
7. In the early days of the first Spring following the Long Night, Prompto makes a quick delivery to Wiz’s Chocobo Post.
Renewal, rated G, 174 words -- post-Dawn Prompto goodness with a touch of melancholy!
8. Ignis always hears people coming before the door to the nursery opens, and Noctis hasn’t figured out how he does it yet.
Crown, rated G, 368 words -- Noct POV; Regis visits the nursery.
9. Their hunt for leucorns soured when the havocfangs decided to show up.
Summon, rated T (for lots of really serious friendly-fire injuries), 404 words -- A hunt goes Really Bad and Noctis gets some divine help.
10. Prompto hadn’t grown up with siblings.
Brothers, gen, rated G, 283 words -- Prompto POV; he's never had a birthday party before and the other guys Fix That…!
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thedarkcoven · 2 years
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I promise you guys.... Taste of Eternity WILL be out soon (even though it's been in my drafts for like a month) lol I need to stop procrastinating and get to it. Can't wait to get to my werewolf/vampire club scene cause oh my lordy... its gonna be something ;) lol but if you don't wanna be tagged in the work once I get it posted just lemme know <3 @gabrielasalazar18 @hauntedadagium @little-leeu @winxtwins @clouds-blue-memories @electric-turks @thithesandofferings
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monstersandmaw · 4 years
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Hello dear community of Holy Ghosti ! Lately, I'm obsessed with Gladiolus from FFXV as a werewolf. But I don't find much material, especially not fanarts. So, I wondered if some of you had illustrations or doodles or whatever to share and feed a poor soul. Thank you all for attention, and thanks lovely Ghosti for sharing this !
It’s my pleasure to see if we can find any art of dear Gladio as a werewolf! He’s my second favourite FFXV boy, after my darling Ignis, and I’m in werewolf mode at the moment too, so if anyone knows any art (don’t steal, please link to the original artist) then we’d love to see it!!
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AU where the royal family's shields are really werewolves sworn to protect.
Increased strength, speed, but may go berserk.
Also provides the best snuggles.
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ffxv-monstrosity · 6 years
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Could you do 11 with Vampire or werewolf gladio and a scared fem!reader?? Either of you can write it, but sfw please!
I went with werewolf for this one, I hope you don’t mind.
~ Heather
“I’m not gonna hurt you. I wouldn’t dream of it.”
You were forced to watch it. You were forced to watch fiction become reality. Your head was forced in the direction of it, of him.
Large hands acted like iron vices, they locked you in place. They grabbed ahold of your dress, your arms and your jaw just to get you stay still. Tears were starting to roll down your cheeks, your makeup had formed inky black streams down your face as you tried your best to not look away.
"Don't you want to look at him?" one asked as he raised a gloved hand to your chin. He tilted your head just a bit to get you to look up. "You're hurting our feelings."
"I don't care about you," you snapped. You tried to yank yourself out of their grips, but they only held you close to them. "Let go of me!"
A swift smack to your cheek forced your head to the side. A cry escaped you which sent him to snarl and struggle in his bindings. The chair groaned under his weight, the legs creaked as he tried to break them with the balls of his bare feet.
Your jaw was gripped by the same hand once more and your head was jerked to look at him once more. Your eyes widened and you whimpered at the sight of him, of the sight of his body changing.
Sickening pops and cracks came from within his body, his head jerked back to exposed his that was breaking apart just under his skin while hair started to grow in abundance across his body. His hands gripped the armrests of the chair, his fingertips sank into the wood until they were slowly pushed away from the wood by thick black claws protruding from his fingertips. His head jerked back into place to reveal a face different than the one that belonged to your lover.
He looked as if a wolf was trying to become a human.
His lock brown locks fell in front of his face, illuminating his already glowing yellow eyes and sharp white teeth and long tongue.
That wasn't Gladiolus.
It couldn't be him.
"Is he gorgeous?" one of the men asked as he drew you closer to him. "What a wonderful, disgusting monster."
"And what better bait could we have?" the other man holding you growled in your ear.
"Let go of me," you warned.
Gladiolus snarled.
The chair was breaking under him. The wood was cracking and the metal nails were starting to pop out of place. His clothing was starting to rip apart by the seams.
"You can't do anything to us," the first one whispered in your ear as he moved a lock of your hair behind your ear.
"You won't get away with tying him up and holding me like this!" you snapped as you tried to pull yourself away from them.
"Like how we would not get away with doing other things to you?"
Gladiolus roared.
The bindings were snapping off one by one as his muscle grew thicker.
"Like this?" one smirked. 
His hand let go of your right arm only to clap down on your-
A loud howl ripped through the air as your mind went blank. You didn't feel yourself fall to the cobblestone ground nor the three men running away nor the monster rushing past you.
Your legs shook as you sat on the wooden chair in front of the window. The sun was setting, it cast an amber glow into your home.
The light reminded you of him, of his eyes.
You sniffled as you looked up at the road before you. You perked up when you saw him walking towards your home. His face was blank of emotion, he was thinking.
He looked up to only see you sitting there, waiting for him. He felt an icy ball sink deep within his stomach.
He motioned for you to stay there. He didn't want you moving so much when he was around.
He quickly came into the house and made sure the door was closed and the curtains were drawn.
He slowly turned to you and walked up to you. His warm hands closed on your shoulders and they slowly slid down to your waist.
“I am not gonna hurt you. I would not dream of it,” he promised as his hands rubbed tight circles into your hips through your dress. He stopped when he eyed where you were touched. "I should have broke free faster."
"Gladiolus," you started.
He leaned down and captured your lips with his before he quickly pulled away.
"I should have told you."
"Gladiolus..."
"(Y/n), I-"
You took a hold of his roughened hand and squeezed it gently.
"I forgive you."
"You are still scared of me. I can smell it on you."
"You are my husband, I could never be scared of you. I will grow with this, and so will you."
Gladiolus smiled softly and squeezed my smaller hand.
"I love you."
"I love you as well."
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tomolari · 2 years
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Well, that's hot.
Ignis - say woof again
Gladi - fuck...
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mangocatart · 7 years
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Getting things Spoopy for Halloween!!! I have another piece with these guys in the works. Hopefully I’ll get it done before Halloween next week.
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lhugbereth · 7 years
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Promptio Werewolf AU
Lovelies!
Tomorrow is the day! It’s the start of Promptio Week, and in honor of the prompt “In the Dark/In the Light” I’ll be posting the final (horrible) installment of In Sheep’s Clothing, a Promptio werewolf AU series. 
If you haven’t read it yet, you’re in luck! The first 8 chapters (how did it become 8?? I honestly don’t know, I’m an English teacher not a math teacher) are now up on AO3 HERE ! Subscribe to get the update when tomorrow’s chapter is posted...
Although I warn you. It’s some dark shit. 
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rkcarts · 4 years
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Guess who?
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absolutelynoct · 3 years
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The Vampire's Countenance, Chapter 4 is now up on Patreon! 
It’s the beginning of the month, which means right now is a GREAT time to join! 
If you're in the Library Lounge tier or above, you get exclusive access to the long fic! 
Join Here: https://patreon.com/amitielssecretlibrary
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ffxv-monstrosity · 6 years
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Hello! #88-nsfw with werewolf!Gladio and vampire!fem!reader. (you know, as in the movie "Underworld"). Becca, please and thanks! L
I didn’t do nsfw anon, I’m sorry anon! ~ Becca
“I’m not good for you.”
"Go home," I ordered as I shoved bags of synthetic blood into a duffel bag, completely emptying the small fridge in the room.
"Where are you going?" he asked as shifted the weight from one foot to another.
"Away."
"Wanna elaborate on that? I'm not a vampire, I can't read minds."
"We can't read minds, that's just a myth humans write up to fill their novels that you read."
"I don't read vampire novels, I'm not a twelve-year-old girl. Now, can you answer my question (Y/n)?"
"Like I said: Away. Away from Insomnia, away from Eos."
Gladio stayed silent for a moment, his hand brushing over the werewolf bite that was scarred into his forearm, his fingers stopping at each of the bites for a second before roaming to the next. His eyes suddenly perked up to look at you in realization.
"You're running away from someone," he stated as he stood up straight. You stilled, stopping your packing for a split second before you started up once more. "Who are you running away from?"
"Don't worry about it. Amicita. It's personal business. Your life if your life and my life is mine." I picked up one of the handguns sitting on the cluttered counters and stuffed it inside of the already stuffed bag. "I rule my own life, you rule yours."
"Look, I can help you. If you need somewhere to stay, I can offer it to you. You saved my life, now let me help you. Who is after you?" he asked as he blocked the door I was going to go out of.
Just as you picked up the second handgun, you slammed it against the counter that jostled the papers cluttered into messy piles, some spilled to the floor. One bore the sign of the Niflheim flag.
"Niflheim. Niflheim is after me. Are you happy now, Amicitia?" He stood there, looking down at the paper for a second as silence fell over the room. "Now get out of my way, Amicita." He stood there, his mouth slightly open and his eyebrows raised in shock. "Please." He slowly moved aside and out of the way of the door, standing still while keeping his eyes on me. "Gladiolus," I started as I didn't look at him, "go home. You'll be safe there, you'll be in the comforts of the Citadel. They won't kill you for being a lycan."
"How do you know that?"
"Because you're the royal shield. This will only fuel their needs for stronger shields."
I started to turn the knob and the door creaked open as I pushed it. Gladio's large hand shot out and grabbed the knob, tugging it closed with a slam.
"What about the full moon? Isn't it tonight?"
I picked his thick fingers off one by one until the doorknob was free from his grip. I turned the knob and tossed it open, this time making sure that I slipped through before Gladio could bring me back.
"You better get a move on then before you transform. You're probably feeling it now, aren't you? Those primal urges?"
"Wait," he growled as he grabbed a hold of my wrist this time. "What about you?"
"Forget about me."
"Why?" he barked as he stepped behind you, blocking you from backing up. "Why should I go? Why should I leave you here? Alone? Where Nifilheim will find you?" he asked as he placed his hands on your shoulders.
“I’m not good for you,” I growled as I pushed myself away from his grip.
"What do you mean? What does any of this mean?"
"What this means is that you're a werewolf whose a royal shield to the Prince of Eos. I'm just a vampiric mercenary whose job is to hunt werewolves and run from Nifilehim. You shouldn't even be near me. I don't even know why I even brought you here, I should've brought you back to the Citadel," you rambled as you marched down the halls. Gladiolus followed behind you quickly, matching his pace with yours. This wasn't his way out, it was yours. So why was he following you? "What are you doing, Gladiol- Mmph!" you whined as he brought your face against his.
He pulled away from you, placing his hands on your shoulders and squeezing.
"I'm not leaving you alone with Nifilehim on your back."
"What about the full moon? What about you?”
"We'll deal with it when we get to the Citadel.”
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tomolari · 2 years
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having fun in the backyard of Dracula and his puppy
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aspiringroleplays · 4 years
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@strictomiles
The thing was massive. It was practically bigger than a bear and ten times more fierce, with thick fur and humanistic arms with long, deadly claws at the end. The long snout gave away it’s canine nature, but it’s eyes were distinctly human. It took a long breath and howled hauntingly with the backdrop of the moon.
“A werewolf!” Sora realized with glee. His eyes were practically glittering with delight, and he grinned wide and eager. “I can’t believe my luck!”
And then it charged him, and he had to dodge with a shout.
‘Crap, I forgot!’ He internally bemoaned. ‘Werewolves and vampires don’t get along!’
“Wait hold on, I’m not a vampire!” He argued, and made another dodge, this time from a set of claws. “I’m part human!”
He (she? He assumed male) didn’t seem to be listening, making another mad swipe, and then trying to take a bite out of him. Sora was on the run, moving through the clearing, dashing through the trees and trying to avoid the wolf’s attacks as best he could. He finally leaped into the sky, activating his flight, and hovering above the growling wolf.
“Guess I don’t have a choice.” He crossed his arms and tilted his head. “Man, you’re really hard to talk to like thIIIIII-”
The wolf leaped almost ten meters into the air, forcing Sora to shoot upwards to hover almost fifty meters above him, just to be safe. “Jeezus you can jump!”
He sighed, one hand over his racing heart as he recovered from the scare. The wolf hunched low to the ground, growling out its displeasure as it took to circling around him. He crossed his arms again as he went into thought, brow and lips pursing seriously. How was he going to get through to this guy? Was he refusing to listen because he hated him, or legitimately couldn’t understand him? There had to be someway to prove he was a nice guy (or at least not a threat to him).
“I’ve got it!” He snapped his fingers, and flew to the top of the tree nearby. The wolf seemed to like this idea, and followed him, starting to climb. Sora paid no heed, focusing on breaking off a small branch from the top, then flying back once he got it. “Here boy!” He called down to the climbing wolf. “See the stick? Get the stick! FETCH!” And then he hurled it with all the strength he could muster.
The wolf followed the trajectory of the stick, like trying to see if it was some sort of attack. And then he growled at Sora again, pissed off tenfold.
“Aw man,” Sora sighed. “I thought for sure that would work.”
And that was how the next few hours passed- Sora playing a deadly game of tag and keep away as he waited out the curse of the moon. When the time finally came for sunrise, Sora was exhausted, panting up a storm and lightheaded from having to remain aloft and out of the werewolf’s reach. But as the fur retracted and the wolf became man, all that was forgotten as Sora swooped down excitedly to meet him.
“Can I be your friend!?” He asked excitedly.
His answer was a punch to the face.
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dysah · 5 years
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Werewolf Gladio for @alicemoonwonderland
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