warm smiles warm greetings; a gentle giant

Senior in the Prince's group of misfits, the "little sword" is an imposing man with a cheerful disposition. Though try not to mess with him or his companions, otherwise you'll have hell to pay. ❦ G l a d i o l u s -     ℱinal fantasy XV

[easyhoop]

Not modeling

[ohayahayato-archive-blog]

a little psa;;

I’ve noticed i have a lot of mutuals followers here, but many of you never come and play! So I’d like to say this:

                                 If you want to do the thing, do the thing.

The fact that we are mutuals is permission enough to come and bother my muse when ever you please. It might take me a little time to get to it because of how many people there are, but I will always get to you.

If you see a thing I post or reblog and think “oh that would be fun!” I’d like to say this:

                                         If you see the thing, do the thing.

I post the things so that we can interact! 90% of the time you don’t even have to ask first.  If it’s a closed thing, and not for you, but you still want to try it out because you’d think it would be fun tell me! Chances are I think it’d be fun with you too!

It’s true that I tend to default bother a few select people that I’m used to, people that are in my safe zone, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to play with you guys as well. It just means I’m just as, if not more, shy as you are, and probably a little scared. 

And to that, all I have to say is this…

                                                 Come and do the thing!

                                                         There. You’ve been invited.

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fill out with muse info.

[scarredgladiator]

name : Gladiolus Amicitia alias ( nicknames ) : Glad, Gladio  gender : male  age : 22~24  ??? date of birth : {HC} Dec 10 spoken languages : common tongue sexual preference : heteroflexible occupation : shield to the prince   criminal record : nothing on the record disorders : --

eye color : a dark dark brown   hair color : an off black that looks almost brown in the light   height : {HC} 6′3″  scars : there’s quite a number, though not big in size, mainly across his back and shoulders, sparsely in other areas. the most noticeable one would be the one across his eye. burns : -- overweight : heavy but no. underweight : nooo.

color : red song : -- food :  anything edible and not likely to kill him.  drink : -- candy : as long as it’s either crunchy or chewy and none of that needless in between  crunchy-on-the-outside-gooey-in-the-inside crap. had sex : yeah had sex in public : probABly not. probably. maybe. gotten pregnant : no male preggo for glad’o kissed a boy : once. then a couple times immediately after kissed a girl : yes gotten tattoos: yes gotten piercings : at one point but he let them close. smoked / drank / done drugs : yes, yes, no. had a broken heart : nothing notable been in love : v much bromance love needed surgery : yes stayed up for more than 24 hours : yes a virgin : no a cuddler : doesn’t initiate but open to it a kisser : yes scared easily : no jealous easily : no trustworthy :  yes single : yes in a relationship :  isn’t this the same ques-- no considered mean : sometimes harmed themselves : yes thought of suicide : no attempted suicide : no wanted to kill someone : yes have / had a job : yes fears : not living up to his duty. letting the prince out of his sight during a battle. v v high places. siblings : potentially -- parents : yes, both alive. other : -- children : no pet(s) : perhaps one day

[scarredgladiator]

Destination: Lucis Kingdom

     "Better stop right there," two heavy footfalls came to a halt just far enough to be cautious and close enough that any ol' seasoned fighter would be aware they're in the male's striking distance. "And before you think of running or anything, let me warn you that this pretty face ain't just for show." pretty with a straight face, rebelling hair, inked skin, and a overall persona that suggests shady instead of bodyguard to royalty.

            and what it sight it was: a giant of a man detaining someone who looked so small in comparison. small, injured, and intruding.

    “That arm of yours looks pretty bad,” his gaze skirted to her arm for a second before looking her in the eye, “’fraid I can’t get you a medic though. First I’d like to know how you got in here.”

[easyhoop]

[x]

[verryfinny]

Gladio messing with Noct’s hair

[scarredgladiator]

// i seem to have recently aquired from new followers despite just coming back and for that i’d like to say, welcome! i hope i don’t manage to butcher the great mullet man of the ffxv boy band during your stay ahah hah haaa...

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i don’t do soandso just followed posts so if you’d like a starter just hit me up or tag me with one of yours ~ again, thanks for coming! enjoy your stay.

[crownedprincenoct-blog]

Sees scarredgladiator in the distance. …he really hopes he doesn’t have another sparring session.

[scarredgladiator]

It’s not so hard to guess what the Prince is thinking, especially after knowing him for so long. He could give the younger a pass or he could say this: “Looks like you’re ready for another spar. How ‘bout it?”                                                            -- and a smirk to top it off.

[regiscxelum-archive-blog]

   What was this? Regis had no idea why the boys were laughing–or in Ignis’ case, chuckling–in the first place. He also had no idea why he joined in. But it was certainly becoming contagious. After Gladiolus, he had a sudden urge to laugh a little harder. Was it possible, though? For a king to laugh out loud? That would be preposterous! And what if they had been laughing about something… inappropriate?! 

   “………….ohoho.”

       The king has lost.

[seriavitris-deactivated20190317]

Truly, they were madmen for laughing at absolutely nothing.  If the strategist were to stay any longer, their contagious insanity would have surely affected him.  Instantly, his countenance became frigid and stern once more as he silently stared at the two laughing men.

“………”

[scarredgladiator]

❝ C’mon, Iggy. Lighten up.  ❞ The chosen remedy for the strategist’s current frown was a grin, a chuckle, and a hearty slap on the shoulder. And to top it off, the swordsman demonstrates with his loudest laugh yet:

                                    ❝

RAHAHA!

  ❞

[nightskysoldier-blog]

《 seriavitris 》 《 regiscxelum 》

[nightskysoldier-blog]

Determination brimmed in the eyes of the young heir as he carefully searched for a vacant hallway, failing to realize that he was leaving dried mud tracks in the midst of his excitement. Both hands gripped firmly on the handle of a plastic bucket that was filled with soft, wet mud. He may have brought a bit too much as the weight was beginning to become wearisome the more he walked, but eventually his feet came to halt once he stumbled upon a corridor that was untenanted. 

Noctis grinned and set the bucket down, already planning his next move while his gaze swept the floor in front him. His small hands scooped up some of the fresh, squishy ooze and, taking one step forward before dropping to his knees, Noctis aims at the marbled floor in front of him until–⊰   SPLAT!  ⊱

His masterpiece has now only just begun.

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Books in hand, Ignis carried a stack of heavy texts that contained the rich history of Lucis that the prince was to learn of.  More than anything, he was excited to study and teach Noctis all the grand facts about the nation’s culture that he had learned from his readings.  However, the sound of unwarranted sloshing piqued his interest as the young scholar ambled through the halls of the palace, but he paid no mind to it. 

           “Perhaps the palace walls are being repainted…”  

He was to meet with the prince at noon in the foyer to study, but upon arrival, he was met with a rather… interesting sight.  With a deadpan expression, he simply stared at the prince’s audacity for a brief second before he soon realized–

          “……………………..”

          “N-Noctou!!  Wh-wh-wh–”  

                      “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!”

          “Oh dear… oh dearohdearohdear oh…. Etro.”

With haste, he dropped his stack of books and ran over to Noctis before grabbing his arm.  “We have to clean this up before the King–”

Immediately, he froze as his eyes widened at the large shadow that had suddenly loomed over the both of them.

[scarredgladiator]

              There's only so many things a young male could imagine to find at the end of a mud tracked trail: a dog, baby behemoth, intruder, thief, messy gardener, someone's pet sabertooth. Sure the tiny little imprints within the dirt mush indicating shoes would lead to a more reasonable educated guess (such as a small person) but where's the fun in that? As an adolescent he was entitled to his imagination and wild fantasies. Old enough to be aware that mud indoors was a big no-no, young enough to find entertainment in the outrageous and impossible.

               Of course the end of his investigation didn't lead to a baby behemoth -- darn -- but it was an amusing sight nonetheless. Standing center staged was the royal son himself, donned in mud like precious gold. And like the generous child he was, it seems Noctis has chosen to spread the wealth to his surroundings. Glad supposed they had looked slightly bare.

              ❝ Looks like the little prince has found his inner artist. ❞ Came the words that broke Ignis' abrupt silence after a moment or two of (perhaps intended) tension. A hand, calloused and worn for its age, clapped his spectacled companion on the shoulder as the taller boy's eyes appraised the prince's work. "Not sure if we can call it a talent though."

[regiscxelum-archive-blog]

   “Hahaha!”

[seriavitris-deactivated20190317]

“……………….. heh.”

[scarredgladiator]

      ❝ hahahaHA! ❞

[scarredgladiator]

                ❝ hah. ❞

[pr0mpto-argentum]

The buddies + tours

[scarredgladiator]

seriavitris said: /SHRIEKS YOU’RE BACK!!! <3

regiscxelum said: { gwuuuUUAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! DFKGJDFLKGD }

// lakdjfoqijef /eardrums blow-- i did not expect an instant reaction i feel touched. Glad’s big ass chest is touched. QQ ello you and you. who do i headlock first--

[scarredgladiator]

// I’m awake! I’m totally not awake, Glad is who now? Ughyaya sorry...

[seriavitris-deactivated20190317]

“Care for a quick spar or did you need to take a rest after all that walking?  It might be a good idea to train ourselves before we take on that behemoth.”

          He stretched his arms outward—relieving the ache in his muscles before calmly            folding his arms and retreating back into his silence.

[scarredgladiator]

“I’m always up for a spar. All that walking is actually making me stiff.” Large shoulders rolled forward as if to demonstrate the fact. What was the saying? Walk after you run. A bit of backwards logic when applied here, but for Gladiolus -- who’s been vigorously training all his life -- walking was basically sitting.

                             Just exchange the butt cramp for leg cramps.

Arm lifting forward in a familiar motion, by the time it comes to a halt the tallest member of their group had his weapon rested on his shoulder and his guard readied for an attack.

            “Think you can handle a fight without your usual tag teaming?”                    -- What’s a spar without its taunts?

[achilleus]

[scarredgladiator]

the eldest son of a household tasked with protecting the royal family;