Gladnoct Week

2018 Dates- September 23-28! 2018 Prompts!

[jazzraft]

these little smooshes came today! gladio and noct, as adorable in plush as they are in cg lol it was a delight to write for @gladnoctweek, I really enjoyed airing out a few headcanons for them and participating among all the lovely creators of this ship - i’m still catching up on all the wonderful fics in my off time! thank you again for the prize, mods!

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Gladnoct Week 2018 Prize Winners!

Congratulations to @jazzraft and @larkawolfgirl here on tumblr, and  @nyaasunekoban on twitter! Thank you so much for contributing to our week! We cant wait for you to get your packages in the mail!

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Prize Winners

Prize winners have been chosen and will be messaged soon! We will announce them as soon as possible!

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Late Prize Entries

If you would like to have a chance at winning some of our awesome prizes, Gladnoct Week will still be accepting late submissions for prize entry until 4PM EST on Oct 2! Just remember to @gladnoctweek and you will be entered!

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Missed Posts, Any Day

We see that there are some late submissions coming in, and thats totally cool! We dont mind late submissions at all. But if your post has not been reblogged, please comment here with the link!

There are some posts in the queue so if you posted today don’t worry. Posts from today will steadily show up over the next few hours. 

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Just a reminder!

[aliatori]

FANFIC - Live and Let Die

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV

Pairing: Gladiolus Amicitia/Noctis Lucis Caelum

Summary: If President Camelia Claustra is the face of Insomnia, the Lucis Caelums are the backbone and the Amicitias the muscle, ruling the city with iron control. In the midst of a period of peace and prosperity, Noctis endeavors to clean up his family’s image, his bodyguard and escort Gladio at his side. The Izunias have other plans.

Rating: Explicit

Notes: Written for day 6 of @gladnoctweek, for the prompt of bodyguard

“Better not mix that too strong.”

Noctis scoffs and tips the bottle of rum a little further—the amber liquid that glugs out in sporadic measures evokes the colour of Gladio’s eyes—to make a point.

“I can hold my liquor, thanks.”

A low, amused chuckle comes from Gladio’s direction, drawing Noctis’s gaze. He’s spread out kitty-corner from Noctis’s own position, arms stretched along the back of the premium leather seats, legs spread equally wide. He always does this, taking up as much space as humanly possible, making sure all eyes are on him, from the red-bottomed heels of his boots to the angular sweep of hair over the shaved sides of his head. It’s part of the act, sure, but Noctis has known him long enough to be absolutely certain he enjoys it, too.

“You’re staring.” Gladio’s slow, sensual smirk as he makes the accusation quickens Noctis’ pulse. The cream jumpsuit Gladio wears matches the colour of Noctis’s suit exactly, down to the black, patterned accents of the fabric that mirror the black of Noctis’s dress shirt. Of course, in the blue tinged lighting of the limo’s interior, every object is washed in sapphire.

“So what if I am? You’re on retainer tonight. In every sense of the word.” After mixing cola with the expensive rum—regular this time, thank the Astrals, not diet—Noctis settles back to his own seat, legs crossed, and takes a long drink from the glass in his hand.

“So I am,” Gladio agrees mildly, winking one smoky eye in Noctis’ direction. “Not that it’s stopped us before.”

Gladio has him there.

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[mushydesserts]

[fic] phantom pain

Day Number: 4 - Chronic Pain

Pairings: Gladio/Noct

Rating: G

Warnings: Canon-compliant

Summary: From up here on the bluffs, it’s as if they can see the whole world from its very edge — the wide, endless expanse of the sky above ink-blue in the west and watery rose-grey in the east, fading seamlessly to meet with the plane of the ocean below.

Or: Gladio puts down his sword for the last time.

Additional Notes: Another one for @gladnoctweek, if a little late!

“So. Not even a little bit, huh?”

“…”

“A small one?”

“…”

“What if it’s puny?”

“You finding this funny?” Gladio grunts.

“I happen to find it hilarious.”

“You would,” Gladio says, leaning back against the stone wall behind them in the dark.

Noct is unfazed, kicking his feet over the side of the ledge with a smirk tugging at his mouth. “A day comes when a man just has to put down his enormous, free-swinging, hard-beaten, two-handed sword,” he says, not quite mournful.

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[chipeppers]

“You wanna try a little harder to act like you’re in love with me?”

“Who says it’s an act?”

If President Camelia Claustra is the face of Insomnia, the Lucis Caelums are the backbone and the Amicitias the muscle, ruling the city with iron control. In the midst of a period of peace and prosperity, Noctis endeavors to clean up his family’s image, his bodyguard and escort Gladio at his side.

The Izunias have other plans.

Late @gladnoctweek sketch for Day 6 - Bodyguard, and a collaboration with @aliatori from her fic set in what we’ve been affectionately calling the Bond!AU. Wanted to do more for the week and then life happened, but I’m no where near done with playing in this AU, and you guys should absolutely check out her amazing fic!

[larkawolfgirl]

Heart on the Line

@gladnoctweek this was supposed to be for yesterday’s bodyguard prompt, but here it is nearly out of time for free day. (this weekend has been kicking my butt)

Rating: Somewhere between explicit and mature. Explicit for saftey sake

Warning for addressed underage (Noct’s 16 then 17)

Summary:  When Gladio became Noct’s official shield he was expected to move into his apartment with him. This was good because it meant Noctis was always protected. It was also bad because it stirred up some newfound feelings.

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Soulmates

day 6 of @gladnoctweek !

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Big Boss Gladiolus and Little Mercenary Noctis

for day 6! of @gladnoctweek bodyguard! I know im probably only supposed to post one thing or one of each thing but i!!!!!!!! was inspired :(

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Soulmates

another for day 6 of @gladnoctweek

[thesimplecartoonist]

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Days 6 & 7

[larkawolfgirl]

Heart on the Line

@gladnoctweek this was supposed to be for yesterday’s bodyguard prompt, but here it is nearly out of time for free day. (this weekend has been kicking my butt)

Rating: Somewhere between explicit and mature. Explicit for saftey sake

Warning for addressed underage (Noct’s 16 then 17)

Summary:  When Gladio became Noct’s official shield he was expected to move into his apartment with him. This was good because it meant Noctis was always protected. It was also bad because it stirred up some newfound feelings.

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[jazzraft]

Medical Compensation

Pairing Gladiolus/Noctis Rating Teen And Up Audiences (for injury and some suggestiveness) Words 1122 Summary Bad bruises earn good benefits also on ao3 → please, please consider clicking through and leaving a comment, it’s very much appreciated to hear feedback!

another late entry for @gladnoctweek, day 7: sick/injury. just couldn’t make it quite in time for the last day ^^; but this was fun and refreshing to do, happy to participate this week!

“Wasn’t – geurgh! – prepared for you to hit that hard.”

“Wasn’t really prepared for you to just stand there and take it,” Noctis grumbled.

Gladio glared at the dust in front of him, pockmarked with boot-prints and sword-sweeps and sweat-drops. He knew that the jab was intended to distract him from the direction of his anger – spearing inward, digging deep past the bruising on his skin to cut open the ego underneath. But he was still too annoyed with himself to trade well-intentioned barbs with Noctis without risking them turning ill.

He bit down on another hiss of pain as Noctis pressed against his arm, muttering an apology for any discomfort the basics of first aid demanded. It was a small price to pay – and the least of what he deserved – for his own arrogance.

He’d goaded Noctis into the attack, the typical bluster and bravado of a mock battle. And he’d underestimated Noctis today, a mistake he didn’t often make, whether they were walking through the simulations of the training rooms, or the narrow streets of Insomnia after dark. It was an occasional chink in his armor that he forgot to buff out some days – he woke up wrong, didn’t get enough sleep, didn’t get enough coffee, had something on his mind, forgot to shower or something; trivial, daily distractions that he was supposed to be above as the Prince’s Shield.

“You really hit like a truck when you want to,” Gladio mumbled to distract himself from the pain.

“And you really fall like a brick when I do.”

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[thelegendarynoctgar]

31. ‘Don’t worry about me.’

Pairing: Gladnoct

Setting: V2, Post-Dawn

Rating: SFW

Written for: day 7 of @gladnoctweek !

Guidelines

Masterlist

Requests are open!

Noctis walks into his Citadel chambers that evening to dimmed lights and a pained groan that could only belong to Gladio. There’s something disconcerting about the atmosphere that reigns in their shared quarters, like something isn’t quite right, enough to rush him out of his regal attire, leaving the lot in a messy pile on the floor, and towards the bedroom.

That’s where he finds Gladio, laying on his back in the middle of their large bed, hands folded on top of his chest, fully clothed. The covers are intact underneath him, as if he had just flopped there and not moved since.

‘Gladio? You ok?’

Gladio attempts to turn his head towards the source of the sound, but it’s slow and tedious, as if all of his efforts are going towards controlling that movement, and Noctis can immediately tell something is off.

‘Hey. I’m… um, not really ok.’

‘What’s up?’

‘Um… I fucked my back training some new recruits. Tried to sleep it off and now I can barely move.’

Noctis chuckles quietly as he loosens his tie and rolls up the sleeves of his black dress shirt, making his way to the side of the bed so Gladio can talk to him without straining his neck too much.

‘They were that good?’

‘Nah, the opposite. Nothing harder to predict than morons who don’t know what the fuck they’re doing.’

‘I know, we’ve been sparring for years now,’ Noctis lets out with a cheeky grin that Gladio rolls his eyes at before wincing again.

‘Don’t start when you know I can’t get up to kick your ass,’ he says in a low voice, a quivering grin on his lips that quickly falters as he closes his eyes and starts breathing slowly through his nose. Noctis would normally continue teasing him, but he gets the distinct feeling there’s something more to this than a nasty back ache, so he reins it in for now.

‘Sorry, sorry. Um… Can I do anything to help?’

‘I… I need you to give me a massage,’ he grumbles, obviously bothered that he has to ask this of him at all.

‘I feel like I’m being set up for some shitty handjob joke,’ Noctis chuckles, but he comes closer and sits at Gladio’s side regardless, careful not to dip the bed too much, careful not to make the pain worse than it has to be.

‘Trust me, I’m pretty sure just joking about that is gonna make it worse,’ Gladio says as he tries to roll onto his side, which only makes the pain sharper, causing him to flop back where he started, grimacing as a breathy ‘Fuck,’ escapes his lips.

‘Don’t move, alright? Just tell me what to do.’

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Gladnoct Week 2018 Participants- Thank you so much!!

Gladnoct Week this year was just as amazing as it was last year! 

A big, big thank you to anyone who made and submitted content!! And thank you to anyone who liked, reblogged, favorited, read, kudos’d, and commented on submissions! We hope you found some more wonderful Gladnoct artists to follow :)

Prizes - Mod Ferix will start compiling the list of entrants tomorrow night, so late submissions are still allowed! Please tag @gladnoctweek and your submission will still be reblogged and counted!