#gladio replies

[ipromptography]

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[ardynzunia]

“But was that actually the truth?” Gladio, referring to my Noctis’ thread demanding to know what was happening

"I think I should have earned a little trust after being killed for you lot," Ardyn complained. "Or are you asking because you want it all to be a fairytale? It certainly would be nicer to trust the gods."

He used magic to light a cigarette. A bit inappropriate, to show off the abilities of the royal family. Admittedly, he was teasing Gladio a little bit by showing off, though he did prefer it to using a lighter.

"It is true, unfortunately. I have more proof besides parlor tricks as well, should you need it," He answered. "Pictures of my self over the years, artifacts, paintings, I've even tracked down some museums that feature my pretty face."

[what-wait-why]

very, very, very niche target audience, but:

Chokehold by Sleep Token is a very Regis/Cor song

[savage-rhi]

hi hope you’re well!! id like to request sharing a bed with ignis (or all ffxv boys! up to you!) for the first time please! like there’s only one bed or the booking at hotel went wrong ! it’s up to you! dw if you don’t want to do it :) love ur work!

"This is just peachy..." The sarcasm rolled off Gladio's tongue like molasses as he shot Ignis a glare. "You just had to let blondie down there take care of the booking."

Ignis sighed as he scrunched his legs up further into his chest, trying to give Gladio and their fifth guest more room at the front of the bed. He grunted before addressing the crude remark.

"Tending to Y/N at the time was more important than keeping an eye out on Prompto's sense of rationale."

"Hey!" Prompto exclaimed as he shot up from the foot of the bed. He shoved Gladio's left foot away, grimacing at the aroma that wafted from his calloused toes. "When the receptionist said they had a suite, I assume that means a big space. Where I'm from, a big space means more room which means having more than one bed!"

"There's a reason you didn't pass algebra." Noctis quipped. He earned a swift kick to his side from Prompto and nearly fell off the mattress while he yelped.

"You're one to talk Noct, you only passed the tenth grade cause you copied my material!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not--!"

"Guys, not for nothing, but I'd like to sleep." Y/N sighed.

"Y/N's right," Ignis muttered. "We have a big day ahead of us and it's already late. Let us try to make the best out of the situation."

"Fine, whatever." Noctis breathed. He adjusted his body, lying on his side and facing away from Ignis's legs. He thanked the gods for not being in Prompto's position when it came to catching a whiff of Gladio's feet. The swampy smell was still there from their time in Duscae, and Noctis let out a grunt when he felt nausea pool briefly in his chest.

"You okay down there, Noct?" Y/N asked.

"Yep!" Noctis sighed.

"Good," Y/N tried to keep their eyes upon the ceiling in a vain attempt to ignore the fact they were sandwiched in between both Ignis and Gladio. All the while, their feet were pressed upon Noctis and Prompto. Had they not felt self-conscious being amongst four guys in a single bed, Y/N would've seen the hilarity in all this. How the whole gang was basically crammed onto the mattress like a posse of clowns trapped inside a small vehicle.

"Uh," Y/N made a face as they snapped out of their thoughts. "Gladio, I think you're touching my butt."

"Sorry, my bad!"

"Y/N," Ignis turned his head, raising his voice ever so slight. "This may seem awkward, but we may be able to give Gladio and yourself more wiggle room if you bundle up to me."

"Smooth one, specs." Noctis teased. He let out a wince when Ignis not so subtly jabbed his face with his right foot. Prompto could be heard giggling into his palms at the incident.

Y/N growled a little in their throat. As much as they had grown to enjoy the antics of the boys, now was not the time. Nonetheless, they went through the motions. Their body curled up against Ignis until they were practically spooning the man from behind.

"Finally, I can stretch!" Gladio yawned. He gently reached over and nudged Y/N. "Thanks for taking one for the team."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." Y/N muttered in reply. They felt Ignis reach for them, gently coaxing Y/N to put an arm around his waist.

"You sure this is alright?" Y/N tried to whisper against the back of Ignis's head.

"Positive," He replied. "Besides, this will lower the risk of having you wake in a compromising position with anybody."

Y/N quietly laughed at the remark. "Kinda late for that, but okay."

"He's a gentleman like that!" Prompto interjected. He let out an uncomfortable sigh as he moved around, causing the bed to creak. "Gladio, buddy, do you think you can move? You're taking up my side of the bed."

"Your side of the bed?!" Gladio exclaimed, feeling the last straw break the camels back. "This whole bed should've been my side of the bed but you screwed up!"

"And here I thought you liked slumber parties!" Prompto jabbed playfully.

"I outta--!"

"Hey!" Noctis rose up. "You two, shut the hell up and go to sleep! Enough of the cat fight!"

"How about you shut up for a change?" Gladio countered.

"Is that a challenge?"

"Guys, c'mon...I already gotta smell Gladio's fungus feet and I don't want the bed turning into a battle arena!"

"Fungus feet?!"

Y/N shook their head against Ignis, letting out a sigh of disbelief as the commotion between the three pressed on. The gentle squeeze Ignis offered had them slightly perk up.

"They're always like this," Ignis reassured. "And the feelings are mutual, by the way."

The tired reply Ignis gave had Y/N smile from ear to ear, and somehow they could feel themself drifting away among the bantering. Tomorrow would come soon.

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Mayhem (Noctis Lucis Caelum x Reader) [Soulmate AU]

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"ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴀʀʀɪɴɢ ʀᴇꜱᴜʟᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ. ꜱʜᴇ ʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ʜᴇʀ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴠᴇ, ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴀʀᴍ. ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʟɪɴᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴍᴇᴅ ᴀɴ ᴏʀɴᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ 'ꜰᴀʀᴇᴡᴇʟʟ'."

ᴀᴅᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: 1. ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ ʀᴇɢᴀʀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ. 2. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ꜱᴏᴜʟᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴀᴜ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ (ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ) ᴀʀᴇ ɢɪꜰᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴏᴜʟᴍᴀᴛᴇ.

— You lost! Show it! — Gladio shouted right next to [Reader's] ear.

— You cheated — she gasped, clutching the wooden sword.

— All's fair in love and war!

— We're not at war, we're just doing training exercises — the little girl replied.

She wasn't happy with the sparring result but she kept her promise. She rolled up her sleeve, revealing the tattoo on her forearm. The black line formed an ornately written "Farewell"

— I was hoping for something better.

— Do not get smart up. You don't have the skill yourself yet.

— It won't be easy to find a soulmate with something like that. I hope my skill will be better.

The girl didn't want to admit it but she was thinking exactly the same thing. Many people were given simpler instructions. She has always dreamed of a timer or a red thread. They didn't require much attention. Meanwhile, she was given a word that anyone could have said to her.

— Maybe I'll hear my soulmate say goodbye to someone? Or will this be a slogan describing our entire relationship? You know... we'll be such a nice couple that we won't want to be apart?

***

[Reader] stared at the three friends who had come to the training ground. She was glad Noctis wasn't with them.

She thought no one would come here in the middle of the night. She had been able to avoid meetings over the past few days but it seemed like that wasn't the case this time.

— I don't want to talk to you.

She swung her sword, practicing the sequence.

— Listen, you can just sit here for me but he doesn't want to go anywhere without you...

Gladiolus didn't finish his sentence because Prompto kicked him in the ankle with all his might.

— How can you say such things to a girl? — Prompto was outraged. — Sorry, I have to send a text message quickly. — He took out his phone.

Ignis looked at the other two and sighed. He adjusted his glasses. He felt the need to do this whenever he got irritated.

— Why are you avoiding the prince?

— Damn it! We all know why. We are not making idiots of ourselves.

King's Shield was tired. He wanted to put the whole trip behind him. Altissia was far from Insomnia. They had a long journey ahead of them and he felt like he was babysitting Noctis instead of preparing for it.

The prince insisted that he wanted to see [Reader] at his wedding to Lunafreya. He proposed it to her and she awkwardly excused herself and they haven't seen each other since.

— Wait... so we know why she's avoiding him? — Prompto frowned in concentration.

It took him a few seconds to understand what Gladiolus was talking about.

— Aaah... That's what you mean... — He tapped his forehead lightly.

— Let's end this circus. You're coming with us. Even the king said it was a great idea.

— He didn't give me an order.

[Reader] knew she was arguing like a little child but she had a hard time hiding her reluctance.

— Stop being so selfish! — Gladio knocked the training sword out of her hand.

He did it easily. He surpassed her in terms of physical strength. Not to mention his skills were next level.

He froze the moment he saw her face. The moonlight helped him see tears in the corners of his eyes. She turned her head to wipe them gently.

He felt guilty.

They had been friends since childhood.

— Damn it! — He pinched the bridge of his nose. — I'm sorry, okay? I'm just... fed up with it.

Ignis didn't say anything. He looked at him reprimandingly and Gladio realized that he was in for a good sermon. Ignis took an embroidered handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to the girl. She accepted it gratefully.

— It's not your fault... none of you... Let's be honest, neither is it Noctis's fault. But so what? Should I be a bridesmaid at a wedding I don't want to see? Watch someone I've been in love with for so many years get married? Congratulate my rival with whom I never stood a chance? I want Noctis to be happy but... that doesn't mean I have to watch it all.

The girl felt all the emotions she had been carrying since the announcement of the engagement slipping away. Grief gripped her heart and the words stuck in her throat. Her fingers tightened around Ignis's handkerchief. There was a deafening silence, broken only by the night chirping of crickets.

The friends looked towards the entrance. She followed their gaze.

He stood there.

— We'll leave you two alone — Prompto suggested.

He hoped [Reader] wouldn't find out that he was the one who notified Noctis via text message. Otherwise he would be in big trouble.

— I think we need to talk — said the prince.

— You didn't overhear everything? — she asked bitterly.

Blue eyes stared at her intensely.

— I want you to tell me about it properly now.

— NO. — She sat down on the stone wall. — Do you know why? Because it doesn't make sense. I won't change anything.

— You know...

— I know! You are responsible for Lucis... And you will be king one day... And you love Lunafreya... And we need this marriage...

Noctis looked at the brightly shining moon above his head.

It was as if in its light he could no longer hide anything.

He felt he had failed as a friend.

He knew for a long time. He just never wanted to let that thought come to the fore. It was easier to push it to the bottom of his mind and tell himself it was just a delusion. He was afraid to face a feeling he didn't reciprocate.

— [Reader], if you had told me earlier...

She felt a pang in her chest. He had no soulmate skill. Fate didn't decide for him. He chose Luna of his own free will.

— I wouldn't change anything. You love each other and I want you to be happy but please — she took a deep breath — don't make me go there. My heart can't bear it.

In her imagination she saw a beautiful bride. Blond curls were tied up in a high bun and the white dress rustled with every step. The Oracle held a bouquet of her favorite blue flowers as she looked for her fiancé.

Her fingers gripped the stone tightly.

He could give an order if he wanted.

— Then stay... but promise me our friendship won't end like this.

The prince felt that the thread that had connected them for a long time was breaking. He wanted desperately to save it, even though he felt it was over. All the years they spent together were gone.

— I promise that I will come after the wedding, together with your father, when I get myself together a bit. — She headed towards the exit.

— Farewell — he said with a slight smile.

She glanced briefly at the tattoo that had been with her for many years.

She didn't answer him.

***

— What is it about? — Noctis asked.

Ignis entered the room with a newspaper in his hand.

— Read it.

The Fall of Insomnia , said the headline. Gladiolus read it aloud, feeling growing anxiety.

— Is this some joke?

The prince wanted to tear out the newspaper and make sure he had heard correctly.

— There was an attack. The Imperial army has occupied the capital — Gladio continued. — The Treaty Room flashed brightly. Explosions were also heard. When the smoke cleared, the king was found... dead. — Gladio looked up.

— No... But... Wedding... Altissia...

— I know. That was the plan but... all the headlines in town can't be wrong.

Ignis looked at Noctis with regret. There was no way there could be a mistake.

The boy felt his heart beating fast and a cold sweat break out on him.

— Liars! — he shouted. — We have to check that.

— Shall we turn back? — Prompto assured.

— Yes.

***

— Betrayal! Protect His Majesty!

[Reader] managed to kill three opponents before she fell to the ground. Lights flashed all around and a loud explosion deprived her of hearing.

She put her fingers to her chest in surprise. A red, sticky liquid flowed from the deep wound. She tried to make a sound but was interrupted by darkness.

***

— Maybe these will be the last words you hear from him? He'll see you and decide it's time to say goodbye or something — he laughed.

— Gladio, I'm going to kill you!

— I'd like to see you try — said the new, short, dark-haired boy.

He poked his head out from behind one of the pillars and curiously walked to the middle of the training ground.

— I think it's time for me to introduce you to the spoiled prince. Noctis Lucis Caelum and his titles that I don't feel like listing...

[neckromantics]

I like doing polls, so here's a poll for you :)

[shellswritesstuff]

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.

[rose-madder-gaze]

As a thank-you to everyone who's bought a print, I want to add a character to the FFXV illustration set I did last year! The set includes Noctis - Ignis - Prompto - Gladio - and Luna.

I'll keep a tally of characters that are voted for in tags/replies/comments! Feel free to reblog/share around.

[vee-beeee]

Barbie Bros

HELLO

I am currently working on a dbh 2 parter so this is a little story in between

Premise: You get passed the aux lol

You know Barbie Girl by Aqua? That's the song

Warnings: fluffy, barbie, its short im SORRY

Chocobros x reader (can be taken as platonic)

SORRY IF THIS HAS BEEN DONE BEFORE

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You had been in the car for HOURS.

It could sometimes be incredibly boring, and you wished you could knock out like Noctis. Oh how you yearned to sleep peacefully like that.

Alas, here you were. Squished between a snoozing prince and a huge burly man, who was also deeply into his book.

Ignis was driving( per usual) and Prompto was busy taking pictures in the passenger seat, hanging dangerously far out of the car. You wished you had something to entertain yourself, but you forgot your book, your knitting is in the trunk (and you didn't want to make Iggy pull over just for you) and your phone had no interesting games on it. You sighed and leaned forward, placing your elbows on your knees. You stared at the slightly dirty ground of the Regalia and tried to think of what to do to entertain yourself.

What you didn't see, was a certain someone looking at you through the rearview mirror, hearing your sigh.

"Miss Y/n?" Ignis called to you over the wind. You perked up, meeting his gaze in the mirror and seeing his eyes almost twinkle.

"Would you be interested in taking control of the music for this journey?" as soon as he said that you beamed up at him, forcing his lips to twitch up-wards at seeing your reaction.

"I thought you'd never ask" you replied, graciously taking the cord Prompto was handing you. He had overheard the Ignis's suggestion, and gave you a reassuring thumbs up

"You've just been given a very important honor." he bowed a little as you finished the cord transaction with him. You smiled at him and chuckled, watching him turn back around in his seat to continue taking pictures.

"Make sure its not to loud, you'll wake sleeping beauty and make him cranky" a grumble came from beside you, and you glanced over to see Gladio still invested in his book.

"Okay, just to make sure, you said play it as loud as possible right?" This earned you a harsh eye-roll form Gladio and you snickered, going back to your phone to look for music while he commented about how childish that remark was.

Looking through your songs, you realized you had so many possible options. But one song instantly stuck out to you as you were scrolling down the list of downloaded music.

Barbie Girl by Aqua.

Currently the hood was down, and causing your hair to whip around in your face. If you played this song, it would definitely be heard and turn some heads.

You knew what you had to do.

You clicked on the song and turned the volume up a couple notches, getting settled in your seat and ready to loudly sing some music.

The songs opening lyrics started playing, and you took a moment to observe everyone's reaction. Ignis sighed and lifted one hand to rest on the door, leaning his head into his palm with a resigned look, his expression filled with regret. Prompto turned around to gape at you, giggling and putting his camera away, also getting ready. You had started to turn to see Gladio's reaction, but instead you felt it.

Gladio literally shoved you so hard you almost fell on the ground. This had also made it so you fell into Noctis, waking him up with a snort. But neither you or Gladio noticed, being to absorbed in shoving each other and laughing breathlessly. But you blocked his attack's just in time to start your karaoke.

Then the most beat drop happened. And the party started

"IM A BARBIE GIRL."

"IN THE BARBIE WORLD"

"LIFE IN PLASTIC, ITS FANTASTIC"

You are Prompto started yelling out the lyrics, holding up fake microphones up to each other. You were so absorbed in each other that you almost didn't notice a small voice start to join you and Prom, and it was coming from beside you.

Noctis was sleepily singing along.

You and Prompto grinned widely at each other, both of your faces filled with pure joy, and continued to sing your hearts out.

"COME ON BARBIE LETS GO PARTY"

"AH-AH-AH YEAH"

"COME ON BARBIE LETS GO PARTY"

"OOH-WHOA-OHH, OHH-WHOA-OHH"

Gladio released a long groan from beside you as Noctis started to sing louder, getting more into it. Eventually you three were bouncing up and down, singing out for the world to hear.

And the world did get a chance to hear, because Ignis rolled up to get gas all of a sudden.

So from an outsiders perspective, a car just rolled up that was literally shaking from how loud the music was, holding 3 full-grown lunatics singing, and 2 very tired looking men.

You loved these guys.

Ignis turned the car off just as the song finished, heaving another breathe out before getting up out of the car to get gas. You and Prompto were giggling, and Noctis was genuinely smiling.

He even got woken up before he was ready, so his reaction was definitely a surprise but a welcome one.

Gladio suddenly grabbed you and shoved your head into his arms. You squealed and punched at him while he heartily laughed, giving your head a good noogie and messing up your hair in the process. Noctis tried to grab your waist but Gladio held firm, and past Gladio's strong muscles you heard Prom wheezing out laughs.

Ignis didn't let you have the aux again after that.

But it was so worth it.

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Just a little short goofy one for now :D

Still working on the detroit become human 2 parter, its taken some time LOL

Ive also got and ao3! Its under the same username lol

[one-winged-dreams]

Lux

ship: (Lux Astrum x Gladiolus Amicitia) source: Final Fantasy XV word count: 1401 cw: implications of physical parental abuse

I'm so fucking SGKJHSELGKJ over Lux and Gladio being childhood friends to lovers, and Gladio being there for the start of Lux's transition. Also gay gay homosexual gay.

very quick for indulgence purposes no proof reading we post like men

tag list: @dearly-beeloved @kylars-princess @adoredbyalatus @dorothys-wife @the-sleeping-city

@dear-gambler @sunstar-of-the-north @mahitosoulmate @goldenworldsabound

"Things still rough at home?"

The question was enough to get Lumine to open her eyes. She liked it here, in the Amicitia's backyard, her favorite respite from her family and life in general. There was no shouting or senseless conflict. Just the soft feeling of sun-warmed grass beneath her.

"... Yeah," she answered Gladio with a sigh, bringing her arm up to drape over her forehead. 

"... I see," came Gladio's reply, accompanied by a huff through his nose. "Not sure why I asked..."

There was a mostly comfortable silence after that, only mostly considering the awkwardness of the subject that had been breached. 

"Was it... always like that?" Gladio gambled against the odds of making the conversation MORE awkward, deciding to go ahead with what he wanted to ask.

"... Not sure," Lumine ultimately answered. "My grandparents were never like this, to my knowledge. It'd be a disgrace if my whole lineage was..." 

A sigh left her lips as she trailed off, her forearm coming down to cover her eyes.

"If anyone deserves to serve the King... My parents aren't it."

Gladio merely nodded his head, a thoughtful gesture of contemplation. 

"Do you think you are? I mean, as the oldest, how do you even feel about taking up that mantle? I don't see you as the family type," he tried to make a lighthearted comment, rolling his head to the side to fix Lumine with a teasing eyebrow arch.

Lumine snorted, a good sign.

"What, are you saying you wouldn't start a family with me?" she teased back before returning to her melancholy expression.

"That'd be something, though, wouldn't it? Astrum and Amicitia..." Another inhale through her nose. "If it came down to it, I'd DEFINITELY take your family over mine. I don't have any real attachment to mine, if they want someone to continue the lineage they've got my sister."

Gladio's turned his head to look back up at the sky.

"Man. All daughters. That's a load of responsibility."

Lumine didn't say anything for a second, taking a few beats until she gave her reply.

"Yeah... Daughters..." 

It was quiet again. This time there was a palpable tension, one that had Gladio sitting up a bit, turning on his side and supporting himself with his elbow.

"What's up with you, Lumine?"

Blinking, Lumine turned her head to look at him.

"I mean, like... A lot, but what are you asking specifically?" 

Gladio's expression was a bit more serious than she was comfortable with.

"How would I know? You're not exactly an open book these days."

This had Lumine's brow furrowing, a little offended by the comment. Gladio didn't mince words, it was something she loved about him, but this was hitting a little too close for comfort. 

"Yeah, well. Maybe I've just had some stuff on my mind."

"Anything you wanna share with the class?"

"Not really..."

"Then what about with your boyfriend?"

Lumine winced. Godsdammit, that was a sore spot. She never wanted to be distant, never wanted to be the way her parents were. With herself, with each other. Whatever she had with Gladio, she swore it would never end up like that.

But this was... Different. 

A lump in her throat made itself known, and she struggled to swallow it.

"It's... I'm..." She took a deep, shuddering breath. 

"I want to tell you, but... I'm scared."

Gladio's brow furrowed this time.

"You? Scared?"

Lumine's eyes clenched shut, her eyelids trembling in a way that made it known she wasn't exaggerating.

"Yeah," she replied, her voice cracking, "... scared."

"Lumine," Gladio sighed and she winced. "Don't give me that crap. You don't scare easy, so just... Out with it. Rip off the bandaid." 

Lumine's eyes opened and she looked at him. Her eyes were wide, vulnerable and wet and foreign in a way that Gladio wasn't used to seeing. 

"But I'm scared if I do... You won't... Know me anymore..." Her voice came out in a near whisper. 

"Is that so bad? You've stuck with me this long, Lumine. And I've stuck with you. Whatever it is, I already know I'm still gonna like whoever you are. Even if it means I have to help you bury someone here in the yard. So just say it," Gladio's attempt at light-heartedness was a bit of a failure in that his conviction to get Lumine to open up was a bit intense. 

It seemed to do the trick though, as Lumine gulped again, staring at him with an expression that trembled along the ledge of vulnerability. 

"I don't think... I don't think there IS a Lumine," she spoke softly, breathily. 

"Well then, who is there?"

The question was abrupt, blunt, and perfect for breaking down the final wall that stood between Gladio and true openness. Tears welled up in Lumine's eyes, and she didn't even try to keep them from falling.

"Well... It's... Lux." 

"Tell me about Lux," Gladio continued his trend of unwavering support, which only made the tears stream even quicker. 

"Lux is... What Lumine would be like if she wasn't so sad all the time. Lux can stand up for... for himself."

There was a silence that was so tense that Lumine winced, keeping her eyes clenched shut. The silence was so deafening she wanted to reach up and cover her ears. But more than that, she was even more afraid of what would break that silence.

"I see. Well... does Lux still want to be my boyfriend?"

In an utterly appropriate metaphor, Lux's eyes snapped open in a manner that was like he was seeing the light for the first time. Here in Gladio's backyard, where the sun always felt brightest and warmest. 

He took a quick inhale.

"He would... He really would..."

More silence followed, less tense but still ringing with questions neither of them wanted to breach yet.

"But... Are you even...?" Lux managed to bring himself to grasp the most important one.

Whatever he feared, he wouldn't find it, as Gladio let out a snort.

"Lux... I don't even like girls."

"THEN WHY-"

"Guess I was just ahead of the game, huh? I thought it was weird too, but I guess I'm just more in tune to you than YOU were. Face it, you're oblivious," Gladio snickered, reaching over to pull Lux's headband off and ruffle his hair.

"Hey!" Lux protested with a whine, making an even whinier sound as Gladio tossed the accessory across the yard.

"Come on, is Lux still gonna let his parents decide what he wears? I've always hated that thing on you. You should get a more badass accessory," Gladio sat up fully, crossing his legs.

"Like what? A piercing or something?" Lux followed suit, arching a brow in contemplation.

"That's even more badass than what I was considering, you should do it," Gladio responded by giving Lux's shoulder a playful shove. "You said Lux stands up for himself. Maybe it's time that he started now."

Lux stared at him for a good moment before slowly nodding.

"Yeah. Yeah, you're right," he said thoughtfully, partially to himself.

"You're gonna be 16 this year, that's old enough. How about when your birthday rolls around we take you down to get one?" Gladio's arm came to wrap around Lux's shoulders now, giving him a little shake accompanied by an enabling smirk.

"You paying for it?" Lux snorted, unable to keep from cracking a smile. "What kind do you think would be best for a first one? Something that'll piss off my parents, they're gonna kick my ass no matter what I get."

The comment was played off casually, both of them were used to darker quips about Lux's home predicament. And so they thought for a moment.

Eventually, Lux turned to point to the area between his eyes.

"Okay, bridge?" 

And then one of his hands moved down to his nose.

"Or nostril?"

Gladio seemed to think for a moment, rubbing his chin.

"How about... BOTH nostrils. Sounds like a good middle ground."

"Oh, good idea. Anyway..." Lux trailed off, inciting a head tilt from Gladio.

"Come on, you're not about to clam up NOW are you?"

"No! No. I just..." Lux sighed before leaning into him and closing his eyes.

"Thanks... For still loving Lux."

Gladio's arm tightened around his shoulders.

"No problem... But I don't have to talk about having an ex-girlfriend do I?"

"NO!"

[smallest-turtle]

Six Sentence Sunday Monday sTuesday

Tagged by @pillowfriendly

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

“Yeah,” both siblings reply.

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

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

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

[icharchivist]

Is fishing in FF XV that big?

DLKJFDLF in the sense that it matters a whole deal to our protagonist mostly, yeah.

Noctis LOVES fishing. In general his personality is that he's always tired/sleepy, he's socially awkward and a bit moody and quiet, but he loves his friends and he has a very golden heart. But therefore you'll notice that his voice is a bit monotone, his voice is usually kept low like he wouldn't really want to exhaust himself talking and all.

But therefore it means that everytime we run into a place were you can fish, he will LIGHT UP and start to sound extremely excited and vibrating. Like no matter what you're doing he will want to take a break to fish.

Like one of the first time you encounter a fishing place, you're supposed to be moving to take a ship for a political meeting. and Noctis, instead, just starts to vibrate going "LET'S FISH!!!"

there's even a couple of quests in ffxv where Noctis befriends cats and he's like "obviously someone like you deserve the best of fishes". and then his friends are like "or maybe we can buy food at the shop--" and then Noctis is like "no. fresh fish. Let's go fishing!!" and you have to put everything on hold to bring Noctis near the closest fishing pond.

And there is a whole fishing sidequests for Noctis to fish the biggest of fishes, and if you go through it you really can see how happy Noctis is being able to indulge in it. There's even a quest to deepen Noctis' friendship with Gladio that is fully based on Gladio finding a rare spot to fish on because a special fish is there, and Noctis is just vibrating at the fact they could do it, and the fact Gladio thought about bringing him there just makes him enjoy his friends even more. also, Noctis, who likes sleeping more than most things, will be up to dawn if it means he can go fishing.

added to it when Noctis is fishing, his squad will stay in the back watching and commenting, but therefore if you spend literal hours fishing (especially since the game has a day/night mechanisms so if you spend too long on it the night will fall), and it's genuinely so funny knowing that Noctis can stop them on anything they would be doing to fish.

i remember a banter once i was deep in a fishing session where Noctis says "ok, last one!" and Prompto replies "you already said that two hours ago". But still everytime you fish, Prompto will take pictures of Noctis enjoying himself and it's so cute, because everytime you set camp or go at the inn you'll look through all the pictures Prompto took that day and it's so cute.

FFXV is a really tragic story and by the end of it you'll be crying a lot, but therefore it also means that you want Noctis to be happy and have a good time while he still can. Because even if tragedy awaits he says himself that just spending time with his friends was the best thing he could ever get, and he'll never forget the journey, because even if fate worked this way, at least they made the best out of it.

So i feel like most players will do everything to fill Noctis' desire to fish. It's where he's the happiest, so it's where we want him to have the most of fun.

so yeah, fishing is big in ffxv. Not in the sense that the plot require you to fish, but in the sense that Noctis is so happy about fishing you'll want to make him happy anytime.

And so, yeah <3 Noctis' fishing shirt really is perfect for him. because if there's one thing he has strong opinions on, it's fishing.

[primamchorus]

The Choice is Yours

Zegnautus Keep is a cold, cruel place of horrors running amok. Yet, it is here that the party have been led -- where they will find that which they seek. Though separated in the beginning, they have since reunited, much to the joy they could spare for it. While the Crystal is indeed a priority, all have agreed that the best thing to have done was find Prompto first.

Word Count: 1,861

Notes: More or less a preliminary to the rewrite I have in mind for my project at large. Has spoilers for Chapter 13. Bound to be tweaked and fixed in the future for whenever I get around to it in my main writing endeavors for this project. Also, it's largely Primam- and Prompto-focused, so likely going to work on having less bias in the future pending.

Mechanical whirrs filled the air as Noctis hurriedly pressed buttons on the console to free Prompto from the device he had been made prisoner of. All the while, Primam had been near the device that held him, her hands held out in futile effort to concentrate her ice magics to at least soothe the swelling. With the magic nullifier that shrouded the area, however, Primam could only curse as she stayed close, soft ‘I’m sorry’s falling from her lips as she and Ros could do nothing to ease his pain.

When finally the cuffs retracted with a harsh electronic buzz and freed Prompto, he would have fallen to the cold metal ground had Primam not immediately hurried in and buckled with him to break his fall. Her arms were loosely acting as braces for him as Prompto hesitantly sat back after righting himself, uttering a pained “... Sorry…” to her.

Of course, there was plenty of concern from everyone else to go around.

“Hey--You alright?” Gladio stepped forward.

“Are you hurt? Do you need help?” Ignis leaned down, his hand starting to reach out with some trepidation despite not being able to see.

“Give him room to breathe…” Ros said, already digging in his belongings for a potion, or anything that could have at least taken the edge off.

“I-I’m fine.” Prompto breathed, biting back on his gasps of pain that so wanted to come out. Primam could feel him shudder under her touch, her expression of worry and concern ever lingering as she watched him and kept a hand on him.

“Thank you, Noct…” Prompto slowly looked over toward Prim as well as he adjusted to sitting on his knees. “And you, too… Prim… Everyone…”

There was a silence that fell as Prompto looked down at his hands in his lap, his brow furrowing and lips pursing. Much and more was on his mind as his eyes darted from his hands to his knees.

To the floor.

To what he could see of Primam.

To Noctis’ boots.

Then back to his hands.

“Tell me…” Prompto finally managed, voice still trembling with the emotional turmoil he had been tortured by still yet. He looked up at everyone, that pain of something far deeper than that of physical discomfort evident in his expression. “Were you guys worried about me?”

“Of course we were,” Noctis replied without hesitation. His tone was surprisingly gentle considering everything from before that weighed on him. “What kind of question is that?”

For a moment, Prompto’s lips parted, and he looked at everyone who was there, standing around him. Childhood friends, and friends made along the way as Prompto spent more and more time with Noctis and the Arms of the King from their schooldays onward. They were there for him…

At least, that was what was said. The nagging feeling at the back of Prompto’s mind still ate away at him.

“‘Of course…’” Prompto repeated, whispering the words as the emotions threatened to break the dam that prevented the tears from welling in his eyes. He looked to Prim and offered her a nod to signal that he was fine before starting to push himself up into a standing position. Though Primam slowly removed herself, she stayed close, just in case.

“I need to hear you say it,” Prompto said, not making eye contact with Noctis for a moment.

An uneasy tension formed.

“I’m…I’m sorry, Prompto,” Noctis replied, thinking that was all there was to it.

Prompto shook his head. “I-I need you to…”

He clenched both fist and jaw for a moment, steeling himself. “I need you to tell me that I’m not a fake -- that I’m the real me.” His voice grew quiet as he then begged, “Please.”

Noctis’ expression changed, mouth falling open only slightly before he closed it and furrowed his brow. He was disappointed with himself most of all for what had happened. He looked in Primam’s direction, who seemed to have already been shooting him a nasty look… Aside from very nearly throwing their train off course, he could not blame her for what she tried to prevent.

“I--we--wouldn’t come all this way for a fake, Prompto,” Noctis slowly replied. His words were haphazard at best -- then again, Noctis never really was the best at arranging his vocabulary well. “I’m sorry… Sorry that I caused this mess for you…”

“We should…all apologize…” Gladio spoke up, rubbing the back of his neck. “Tensions were high at the time, and…none of us were acting right. Especially not when Ardyn showed up and made fools outta all of us.”

Nearing, Gladio then clapped a hand to Primam’s shoulder and shook her lightly in a friendly manner. “I already know Prim’s not going to admit it, but she tried to stop Noct. She saw right through Ardyn’s illusion magic on the train.”

“... Yeah, that…” Noctis began in response, the disappointment within himself welling further as he recalled the events. His arm was still wrapped in a bandage from where her ice shards cut into him from her fury as a result of his brash actions. “That was a thing that happened…”

Prompto looked at Primam, surprise softening his expression only somewhat. He watched her as she pursed her lips and looked away. After hearing what Gladio said -- and while he was desperate to hear anyone say it -- he now wanted to hear her say it. To validate him. To reassure him.

“A-And now? Can…can you see me? The real me?”

Primam slowly turned her head back toward Prompto, bangs falling over her face somewhat. Her eyes searched his for a moment, and she gave a slow nod. “I’ve…I’ve always been able to see you, Prompto… M-Maybe…not the parts of you that you hide… But I can see you. I see you now. You’re real… I…I know you are.”

The dam broke, and Prompto brought the back of his hand up to his eyes to wipe away the tears that formed before staggering forward and throwing his arms around Primam. She had actually said the words he wanted to hear. The words he needed to hear.

All the while, Primam could feel how his arms and body shook. It broke her heart, creating this painful pit within her chest as she wrapped her arms around Prompto in kind with no amount of hesitation.

The feeling of Primam’s arms around him was more than enough to break the dam completely as Prompto sank into her. He buckled again, pulling her to the ground with him. His breath hitched and he buried his head into her shoulder, holding her close as he choked back those sobs he had been holding in this entire time. All the pain was finally coming out, and Primam, in that moment, was a lifeline keeping all of him as together as possible.

Noctis wanted to say something. Something that could have reassured Prompto further. However, any plan that he could have thought of was thwarted as Ignis softly spoke up: “It sounds as though we should give them some space.”

There was quiet agreement between everyone as just about everyone shuffled out of the room. Ros was the only one who lingered longer than the others. Glancing behind him for a moment, he approached the two, a vial of green liquid in his hand. Primam took notice of Ros, turning her attention up at him. When Ros handed her the vial, she loosened one hand to take hold of it.

Once it was passed off, Ros took his leave, not wanting to make the situation awkward for them.

Softly, Primam spoke to Prompto, “Hey… Ros brought a potion for you. Whenever you’re ready, I can administer it…”

Prompto took in a shuddered breath and nodded. It took a couple moments for him to find his voice, but when he did, he finally said in that quiet tone: “Do it.”

Bringing her thumb over the stainless-steel button, Primam took in a breath, holding it, and closed her eyes. She clicked it, and the vial sprayed its green healing mist into the air around them. Whatever hit her exposed skin tingled with warmth.

Prompto, on the other hand, lifted his head, tilting it upward and breathing in the mist as he and Primam sat there in each other’s hold. What warmth Primam felt was a more full body experience for Prompto as the sensation ran from his nose down to his fingertips and toes. His aches and pains started to subside, little by little, as he experienced this brief high. It was enough for him, as he soon returned his forehead to Primam’s shoulder.

Once the potion ran its course, Primam let it go. She let her breath go, listening as the spent vial clinked across the floor before she returned her full embrace to Prompto. As long as he needed it, she would be there.

“Can…I ask you a question?” Prompto spoke after several more moments of silence.

“Anything.”

“... Why have you always been nice to me?” Prompto asked, his question searching for…something.

Primam’s expression softened, and she leaned her chin on Prompto’s shoulder, rubbing a hand along his back as a form of comfort.

“Because you’ve always been nice to me… Why would I want to be anything other than kind to you in turn when all you’ve ever shown me was kindness?” Primam gently replied, sincere with her words.

Another part of her heart broke at that moment. She wanted to tell him so many little things that weighed on her mind. But…she kept the rest of her heart hidden away, simply choosing to close her eyes and allow the moment to linger as long as necessary.

“You should hate me…” Prompto choked. Despite his words, his hold on Primam tightened. “You should all hate me.”

Primam reaffirmed her hold on Prompto, nestling her head in the crook between his neck and shoulder. “I don’t have a reason to hate you. I have every reason to love you for everything you’ve ever done for me.”

“Even if I’m the enemy?” Prompto’s voice was barely a whisper. He spoke like he wanted the faint mechanical hum of the very building to drown out his voice.

Silence lingered in the air between them. Primam tried to piece together what Prompto meant by that. Instead of pulling away, she sighed and remained. When she finally had the words, she continued to speak in her gentle manner: “If you’re the enemy, then you have me in quite the vulnerable spot, don’t you think? I would be a fool to trust you like this…and yet, I feel no knife at my back. If you’re the enemy, then prove it.”

Prompto’s breath stuttered again, and he curled his face back into Primam’s shoulder.

“... No… Don’t make me…”

“The choice is yours.”

A moment passed, and Prompto withdrew his head from Primam’s tear-stained jacket. He looked at her, eyes red. Yet, there was this look of realization on his face that was a result of her words.

The choice is yours.

“... Thank you…” Prompto said, another stuttered breath drawn as he closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against Primam’s.

[savage-rhi]

“maybe, in another life” kisses: knowing that this is the last time you’re going to kiss them, and making it count. pulling them in and then away. parting, your lips lingering for more. Noctis and one of the chocobros? (Your choice🙂)

Coming up!

The night had been filled with all the elements of life: sharing memories that had come and gone, both good and bad. Moments of silence and reflection on past deeds and regrets. Laughter and tears shed between four men who loved each other beyond words, having one last camp night before fate and the gods would shatter the bonds of brotherhood.

As the final embers in the campfire disappeared, Noctis felt his own spirit leave his eyes. Like the dying flames, he knew the night would set upon his own light. The final battle with Ardyn--the last of the Lucian kings--was around the corner: eight hours and counting.

He wanted to sleep, but what was the point when he'd soon have all eternity to rest? After confirming Ignis, Gladio, and Prompto were sound asleep, he left his chair and wandered off.

Noctis didn't stray too far from camp due to the daemons running around, but he gave himself enough distance to where he couldn't sense the presence of his friends. Sitting down on the edge of the cliff, he looked out into the desert of the Leide region. A warm wind coursed through his hair like fine fingers cradling every strand. He hoped the end would bring a similar peace. He even prayed the outcome would be the same for Ardyn. The crystal had shown the man's suffering to where Noctis didn't have it in him to hate his great uncle for his transgressions. Although, the thought of Lunafreya and her last words came and went through his mind.

"Soon, Luna…" He frowned, closing his eyes.

"Couldn't sleep either?"

Noctis jumped, turning his head as he saw Prompto's dark silhouette approach. He let out a breath of relief and chuckled. "I could've killed you just now."

"And after that wholesome speech you gave? That would've sucked!" Prompto laughed. He plopped himself next to Noctis, patting him on the shoulder and sighed.

"Is your mind traveling a million miles too?" Noctis asked.

"Yup!" Prompto nodded. "I keep thinking about the what-ifs."

"Dad would've said something along the lines of 'worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy.'"

"Did he get that out of a fortune cookie?" Prompto snickered. He let out a yelp as Noctis playfully slugged him.

"Y'know what?" Noctis scoffed, grinning as he turned his head to face him. "I wouldn't be surprised if he did!"

In between laughs, Prompto frowned. "I miss him a lot."

Noctis nodded. "Me too."

"Like…how I'm going to miss you." Prompto somberly replied.

A heavy air sat between the two friends as they both allowed one another to sit with their feelings. A tension had been growing ever since they had set up camp with Gladio and Ignis, and both knew it was coming to a head.

"Do you remember that time we stayed up talking on the motel roof?" Prompto whispered, breaking the quiet.

"Can't forget it," Noctis murmured with a smile. "This feels similar, huh?"

"Yeah," Prompto nodded. He bit the inside of his bottom lip, looking toward his feet dangling off the cliffside and continued. "I have something…just as big that I want to share with you."

Noctis frowned, turning his attention fully to Prompto. "I'm listening."

Prompto closed his eyes, gathering up his courage as he tensed his shoulders. He managed to force himself to look Noctis in the eye, vowing he wouldn't be a coward and swallow his feelings back anymore.

"When Regis told the gang you were getting hitched, I was happy for you. Hell, I was ecstatic when you asked me to come along with you, Iggy, and Gladio to the wedding. At the same time, I felt…jealous. Not only was my best friend taking a huge step, and I probably wouldn't see him for a long time, but also…"

"Prompt…"

"Look, when we lost Luna, I was devastated. I mean no disrespect to you or her. I just…gods be damned I wanted to tell you that I…ever since high school, I…" The words wanted to fall from Prompto's lips, but alas, his cowardice took hold and prevented him from trespassing any further. He sniffled, feeling tears brimming at the corner of his eyes.

"I can't do it…even knowing what's going to happen, I can't tell you how much I--"

That's when he felt it.

Noctis's lips pressed to his.

Eos, fate, and destiny, it all faded away as their mouths met each other's with tenderness. Soft and gentle, but as they both realized the depth of their mutual feelings, the kiss deepened. Emotions that had been bottled up at long last finally saw the light of day.

Prompto's heart pounded in his chest as Noctis pulled away. Breathless with their foreheads resting against one another, he started to cry as his smile grew.

As Noctis retreated a little more, he let out a breath through his nose and somberly smiled as he cupped the side of Prompto's right cheek.

"Maybe in another life," Noctis murmured. "This could've worked."

"Yeah," Prompto breathed, nuzzling his face into his palm. "Whatever happens, at least we had this moment."

"Let's make it longer."

They sat together--hand in hand--looking out at the desert landscape. The future was uncertain, but for now, they had found clarity and comfort in each other, and that was enough.

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[promptisgiftexchange]

Here is the wrap-up of our third week of posting for the Promptis Gift Exchange. Individual works are listed below. 

The entire collection can be found here: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Promptis_Gift_Exchange_2024/works

 Please be sure to give our creators some love on Ao3!

Weekly Wrap-up #3

Title: Night Eyes -(Fic)

Gift For: Bokutoya

Rated: Teen (please mind the tags on Ao3)

Summary: Prompto has a secret. A full-moon, four-pawed secret. Noctis has always been tender toward animals. The lines cross one late, moonlit night in the royal gardens.

Title: Snap-(Fic)

Gift For: Megane

Rated: Explicit (please mind the tags on Ao3)

Summary: He couldn’t give up now. He had to win against Gladio one time, just one single time to prove he could do this. Prove he was capable enough to stand at Noct’s side.

Title: Nothing Else I Want-(Animation)

Gift For:  promptignoctio

Rated: Explicit (please mind the tags on Ao3)

Summary: Noctis asks Prompto to put on a show for him and so he does.

Title: give me a minute (or four, or five)-(Fic)

Gift For: MathClassWarfare

Rated: General Audiences (please mind the tags on Ao3)

Summary: Prompto leaves Noctis voicemails throughout his absence.

Title: Gratitude for a Scar-(Fic)

Gift For: ukuleleout

Rated: Mature (please mind the tags on Ao3)

Summary: As if hypnotized, he stared at the injury in front of him, which he now had to tend to somehow.

And he really had to, because he couldn't wait for Ignis or Gladio to magically appear out of nowhere.

Prompto could not wait.

"We'll manage, Prom," he finally replied in a raspy voice.

Title: warm like sand-(Fic)

Gift For: MrsFlowerpot

Rated: General Audiences (please mind the tags on Ao3)

Summary: It's a good day for a break.

[one-winged-dirty-dreams]

Something Something Sick In Bed

ship: Lux Astrum x Gladiolus Amicitia source: Final Fantasy XV word count: 1103

Maybe Gladio can't fuck the sick right out of Lux, but neither of them can keep their fucking hands off of each other even when one of them has the flu.

This is the edited version with absolutely no gross shit involved, you're all free to read without having to put up with my disgusting bullshit.

tag list: @wwafterdark @alluredbyalatus @thebeedroomhymns @the-sleeping-city @camellias-and-cayenne @modena-afterdark

The fact of the matter was, if one of them got sick, they ALL got sick.

Which was not to say preventative measures weren't taken, holding up in a motel was a good enough way to quarantine. Or at least provide some respite if the worst would come to worst.

Lux had the honor of being patient zero this time, the brunt of flu symptoms having hit him like a bus. Despite the risk of contagion, Gladio remained at his side, braving the hot zone as it were.

Lux's weak, half-limp body was currently in the bed, one bit of banter had led to something else, and now Gladio was reaching down to unbuckle his pants to free his leaking cock from the confines of his pants.

"Damn that pitiful sick look is so hot on you," he hummed as he gave himself a moment to take in the sight of the mess in front of him, a soft grunt of arousal escaping him as he climbed onto the bed. 

Lux didn't reply, presumably way too exhausted if his fluttering eyelids and heaving chest had anything to say about it. Gladio took the liberty of relieving him of his lounge shorts, making to toss them to the side before a small detail caught his attention. 

"Someone's excited~"

"Hurry up and give me some fuck endorphins, delivery behemoth."

"Yes sir!"

With that little bit of banter out of the way, Gladio wasted no time positioning his sizeable cock against Lux's slit, inciting a small gasp from the dragoon. As his breath hitched, Gladio proceeded to push his hips forward, sinking himself into that tight, wet hole with his own groan, this one of satisfaction.

"Fuuuck, Lux, your pussy's burning up." His head tilted back slightly, closing his eyes as he indulged in the warmth of Lux's fever-hot cunt. "Feels so good around my cock..."

Lux merely moaned, a sound that was dangerously close to a whimper. Though, he had no energy to hold up pretenses at the moment, not to mention clarity to even be embarrassed. That and the fact that being absolutely filled to the brim with Gladio's throbbing cock was already scrambling his brain of course. 

Gladio wasted no time in pulling his hips back and then thrusting into him again, and then again, and again. After all, Lux was too limp to put much effort into reciprocating. 

Which admittedly felt kind of nice on his end, being jostled back and forth as he lost himself in the disorientation of fever and pleasure. His moans were soft and subdued, not having the strength to express his satisfaction.

Gladio was a bit more explicit about his own pleasure, pushing Lux's thighs forward against his chest to reach a more indulgent angle. His grunts and moans were more prominent as he buried his cock in Lux's cunt over and over again, eyes clenched shut and brow furrowed. 

"Gods you're so hot, you're making me sweat,"��he panted, feeling the fever heat radiating off of Lux's body.

Lux merely replied with a thumbs up as Gladio cracked an eye open, the latter smirking.

"How's about a cold shower after this?" he asked, punctuated by a loud moan. "We're both gonna need it."

"Uhuh..." Lux figurately and literally drooled, his head tilted off to the side as an expression of delirious indulgence overtook his face. 

"Fuck you look so sexy right now," Gladio groaned, his breaths becoming short and shallow as he continued to pound away. 

Truthfully, Lux looked like hell. The absolute picture of unflattering illness.

But that pitiful state plus the expression of overwhelmed pleasure was such a turn-on for Gladio that he found himself unable to keep from running his eyes over him. Lux was always so deadpan and snarky, it was always a treat to see that personality flipped on its head like this. 

Lux didn't really know how long Gladio went at it, only really paying attention when Gladio would stop to make sure he was okay, to which Gladio would receive a telling glare that said 'don't stop, dumbass.' 

Gladio wasn't really keeping track either, to his merit. It's not like either of them were allowed to leave the motel room and convene with the others, they were on strict quarantine so might as well pass the time in the most preferable of ways. 

But as always, Gladio eventually found his composure faltering, not afraid to be a little loud about his indulgence as his previously steady rhythm began to break off into inconsistent thrusts.

"Oh FUCK, Lux, I'm so fucking close," he panted, being so courteous as to keep his boyfriend up to speed. 

Of course, Lux could only make a drooly 'blehhhh' of confirmation, eyes rolled back as he limply shifted back and forth. A spasm of pleasure would wrack his frame every now and again, and Gladio wondered if he'd be able to finish from this.

But he sure as hell was going to, closing his eyes again as he squeezed Lux's thighs and picked up his erratic pace.

"Godsdammit... Fuck, I'm so close... I'm so CLOSE, I'M-!"

He choked suddenly, feeling Lux's inner walls beginning to throb around his cock. He opened his eyes, seeing Lux's expression had now become a dazed, weary smile of indulgence. 

"Oh fuck are you cumming? Gods, that's so fucking HOT, you're totally out of it aren't you? FUCK, don't mind if I-" Gladio let out a sharp moan, doubling over and managing a few more moments of desperate humping before slamming his cock deep inside of Lux's throbbing cunt, groaning in indulgence as thick ropes of cum shot inside of the tight, hot hole with every twitch of his cock.

This got an audible reaction out of Lux, who made a sound akin to a hiccup before shuddering in satisfaction, stiffening before going limp again with a groan. 

Gladio grunted, allowing himself to ride out his mind-numbing orgasm until the last twitch of his cock dribbled the remainder of his cum into Lux. 

Both of them sat or lay in their own respective positions, panting, and sweating, and thoroughly satisfied.

"Fuck, Lux..." Gladio breathed, trembling a little bit from the intensity of his orgasm.

"Mhmmm..." Lux mumbled, his eyes closed and his expression back to one of weariness. 

"Heh. Looks like someone enjoyed himself. Your welcome for your respite of pleasure from your hellacious-" Gladio began to before a few small coughs rose from his chest.

Lux's eyes snapped open just in time to make eye contact with him, the two staring at each other for a second.

"... Fuck."