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smokingrevolver:

➢ Jesse takes a long drag of his cigar as he watches his partner for this job approach. He turns away, blowing out a cloud of smoke before crushing it into an ashtray on the bar he’s leaning on. Jesse tips his hat, flashing the other a friendly grin. If they were gonna work together, he might as well try to have a little fun, right?

    “Don’t sweat it. But yeah, that’s them. Saw a suspicious lookin’ vehicle full o’ some nasty lookin’ fellas parked outside too. Probably on standby in case things get messy… ”

➢ Jesse turns his head to the bartender behind him, giving a nod. The bartender timidly slides him a shot glass of whiskey, which he immediately downs. He glances over to his new partner, laughing a little.

    “Want anything to drink? My treat. I can’t ever get a job done right ‘less I got somethin’ to get me warmed up.”

It’s almost laughable, how much of stereotypical cowboy this dude is, but Gladio isn’t judging. The man already seems capable to point of being cocky, and it’s looking like he’s about to get a free drink out him. Gladio allows himself to grin slightly, and nods. “I’ll take whiskey. Neat,” he turns to the bartender, ordering, before looking back to his partner. 

“I’m liking your style,” Gladio takes the glass of whiskey and downs it just as quickly as he had done moments before. 

He rolls his shoulders and his head on his neck, before putting his hands into his pockets and clearing his throat. “Alright, if you’re packing heat, keep it packed away. Unless you suck at using your fists and can guarantee me you’ll only land nonlethal shots.” He starts to bounce on the balls of his feet, ready, gearing up to fight. “I’m ready to barge in the front door, unless you have something more... elegant.” 

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A little room for introductory  || Gladio and Enkidu

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After further gathering information and running around in search for answers, only some of his questions were answered and given little guidance. The people seemed to be very helpful but also…Used to the fact that there were people like him. ‘Off-worlders’. 

Everything was new to him, in his ‘own world’, he had never seen the outside of it. Only white walls and simulations that emulated what the world used to be like (or so those scientists told him). Hearing, feeling, smelling and seeing the outside world for the first time. It was certainly overwhelming. The thought of retreating to a place away from the eyes of strangers.      It seemed that Enkidu was fortunate enough to be given a place to stay with other ‘off-worlders’, of course, only for so long before he would have to pay. Which meant getting a job. What was a job anyway?

Staring down at what was called ‘keys’, he blinked twice before it was placed into the slot and the door had been opened shortly after. It was a lot more spacious than the compact and clean room he had been used to, along with that, there was an additional person in these chambers.

“…Am I in the wrong place? The door opened. Sorry, intrusion unintentional.” His words weren’t to their full potential, hands fiddling with the sleeves of his plain clothing.      This man…He looked rather intimidating. 

It’d been a quiet few hours, sitting in the apartment alone with only his increasingly intrusive thoughts. Solitary hasn’t ever done Gladio much good, considering he’s very much a social creature, and this isn’t any different even though he hasn’t even been alone that long. He’s fiddling with the skin around his finger nails, groaning and starting at the ceiling, and not doing much beside that and meditating on just how much he’d left behind in Insomnia.

Iris -

He’s grateful when he hears the door open.

“Hey,” Gladio says as an introduction, a sigh of relief escaping his lips. “It’s cool. Intrusion: okay. And uh, this is apartment 3C. If you’re there then... welcome home bud.” He stands up, taking note of the odd speech patterns of his new roommate, and opens an arm up toward the bedroom he hadn’t occupied with his minimal possession. “That room isn’t taken. The name’s Gladio.”

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lmao yea 

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ignis:

             ❛    that he is, but he also remains our prince.     besides,  last i checked,   you happened to be an adult as well –     should i stop setting your place at the table, gladio?   ❜      and while he doesn’t turn to serve the other his cheeky smile,  it’s very obviously there; the tone of his voice as he responds could not make it any clearer.    the air in this city –   it’s different.   it’s not nearly as tense as the sort they’d become accustomed to.    there was no fear,   no worry for the future.    no fighting for their lives.    and while the situation itself was reprehensible at worst, –   they’d left insomnia, to fall into the hands of what?   – on some deeper, perhaps more selfish level, ignis found himself …   enjoying the change of pace.    the break they’d been given.   as far as he’s concerned, they’ve earned it.

                 he stops at another stall –     fresh fruit, apples and pears and oranges, and the like;  he smells it, and it’s almost divine.   he reaches out a hand and picks up one of the first on the list, bright red and shining.   he  rolls it about in his hand, momentarily quiet.   he doesn’t mean to get introspective,   “serious”;   but the words come out that way.   serious, but bittersweet.         ❛    i can’t remember the last time i was able to do this –    with everything that’d happened …  we hardly had the time.     i’m glad, is all.    for the opportunity.    and i am grateful for the company.    ❜

                he looks over, in gladio’s general direction.   there it is –    the teasing smile.

                           ❛    … …    – obnoxious as he may sometimes be.    ❜

His breath is caught in his throat, and it takes him a few seconds that feel like minutes to regain himself, only to find his breath catching again and again. The teasing lilt of Ignis’ voice, the sun illuminating his face, the damn apple in his hand as he rolls it around. It’s maddening, the way Gladio is left breathless at the smallest things, the way his chest feels full when he finally turns to him with that smile. 

A small moment passes, and all Gladio can think of is lifting a hand to his chin, gently, slowly, running his thumb along Ignis’ lower lip.

He’s losing his mind.

But he stops himself, steadies and takes a big breath in. He’s completely cool as he chuckles at the insult. “The company may just drop these bags and leave you alone if he’s that damn obnoxious,” he threatens, playfully of course. “But, yeah. I know what you mean. This is... nice. Even if this isn’t my idea of a fun day out.” 

Gladio walks toward the apples in front of Ignis, gently taking the one in his hand from him, his fingers graze and linger longer against his skin than they should have, “How many of these are we getting?”

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starshelles:

Prompto tugs at his shirt nervously. He doesn’t know if he can identify the emotion swimming around in his chest right now. Amazement; at seeing a familiar face in the place he least expected it. Confusion; at coming to the realisation that Gladio actually cared about him enough to ask how he was doing. 

But, mainly? Stone-cold relief. 

Astrals. “Hey, big guy,” Prompto greets. He sees the look of concern on Gladio’s face and holds in a groan. The only time Prompto likes talking about his feelings is never.

 "I’m fine, Gladio, really. You don’t gotta worry about me,“ Prompto’s lying, of course. 

 … Hopefully Gladio doesn’t know that.

"Typical," Gladio rolls his eyes at Prompto response. “I come and check up on you and you repay me by lying to me.” There’s no malice in his voice, nothing to suggest that he was actually upset with the other, and he smiles something small. Quickly, he’s back to being concerned. “I said really. There’s no way you’re fine.” 

And it’s true. He’d gone missing, for longer than they wanted, taken by people that didn’t seem to mind doing terrible things to him, terrible things to all of them. There had been approximately no time from the moment they found him bound, to waking up in this place confused and unsure. “If you think it’s healthy to just not talk, whatever, your call. I suggest at least talking to Ignis.” A small beat passes as he registers how forceful he’s being. “Uh, whenever you’re ready, I guess.”

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@somnusheir​

“Old habits die hard, huh?” Gladio smirks from the apartment couch, only really half teasing because old habits do die hard. Here they are, miles, universes, away from Insomia and here Gladio is, pulling Noctis’ leg. Here he is, still unsatisfied with Noctis.

He huffs, and crosses his arms across his chest. The click of his tongue rings out a little louder than he wants it to be, but he supposes that doesn’t matter, considering his rising levels of frustration. Gladio levels his gaze on Noctis, suddenly not teasing in the slightest.

“A completely new city and all you can do with yourself is mooch off Ignis and sleep. Are you ever going to actually get a job?” 

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If only she could say that she’s seen these type of men before, perhaps then she would have a better grasp on the atmosphere he was trying to build between them. Instead did she take everything he had at face value. In turn did this mean she focused on the fact he claimed he was set on breaking a habit.

“Will you be having our regular tea or perhaps a larger cup instead to compensate?” It isn’t that she skims over the fact that he asked for coffee later in the order. The seriousness on her face shows this much as she moves on to her next question to battle his perplexion. “You are here to break a habit are you not?”  

He’s confused when she responds with an offer of tea, something he’d just refused moments before, and apparently it’s obvious on his face. “I mean, I’m here for caffeine,” he corrects with an incredulous chuckle, unsure of how to handle the situation. “So, coffee, please?” Gladio tries again, with an imploring expression on his, back to leaning forward, across the counter. “How about this: next time I come around, you can refuse me coffee. But give it to me just this once,” he bargains, hoping this is enough to get him what he wants. 

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@smokingrevolver

“Sorry I’m late,” is the apology Gladio offers as he stands next to the other hired man, making no eye contact or making any move to shake hands. Being muscle for hire hasn’t exactly given him the opportunity to work with the most savory people, so he’s weary when starting new jobs, unsure of who it is that he’s working with. He’s especially careful when the meeting spot is in a dive bar in the midst of relatively abandoned section of the city. But still, there’s a job to done, a target to be dealt with, and money to be received.

“Our friend is just across the way, right? I saw some other big guys walk in just a few moments ago, so we should expect some extra company.” 

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@filia-florum

He’s been shopping for clothes all day, and despite not having much to show for it, Gladio is absolutely exhausted. It’s with two bags (one for each arm) as he walks around the shopping center, distractedly searching for another store he’d be interested in, when he feels something bounce off his chest.

A girl.

 It all happens so quickly Gladio doesn’t realize that his body is reacting until his bags are on the floor, and his arms are wound tightly around the girl, inches from the floor herself. “You all good?” he asks without hesitation, studying her face, before standing up straight and making sure she’s steady on her feet before removing his hands from around her waist. “I’m, uh, sorry about that. I should look where I’m going.”   

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@starshelles

If only there was a way for this strange place to be an emotional buffer between them and their old home, and not just a physical one. The pain felt in Insomnia couldn’t just be left behind: it followed them around still, biting at their heels even during moments of rest and peace. Gladio constantly feels the sting of losing a father in his chest, losing friends, so he knows that the others feel it as well. There’s proper time to mourn now, though. The threat of the world being swallowed by darkness hasn’t followed them, thank the Six, so now at least they can process, and rest. And Gladio would be damned if wasn’t going to help the others. 

“Hey kid,” Gladio starts out, low and gentle, sitting on the edge of the bed, “How are you holding up?” There’s concern on his face and in his voice as he settles, pulling his legs up and underneath him. “Really.”

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@riothamus

"what kind of teas do you have?" he asks her immediately upon coming to the counter, hands placing themselves down and flat in front of her with a thud. “teas with caffeine. i’m trying to stop coffee, though at this point why stop, right?” gladio grins with a shrug, leaning over the counter slightly, hoping that playing nice and being friendly could get him some free drinks in the future. his grin transforms into something soft, as he takes his hands off the counter as if he’d just finished a long battle in his head. “you know, can i just have large cup of coffee?” 

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@knifefaire

"ignis... how much is it that you are actually planning on buying?”gladio grunts out with a small grin, arms already holding two grocery bags full of produce. ignis wasn’t particularly known for impulsive spending habits, unless it came to food, naturally, but generally gladio didn’t have any complaints considering these sprees ended with his belly full and satisfied. 

he’s delighting in how light the air feels, how easy it is now, following him around this new city with our fear. the heaviness of insomnia isn’t missed, not in the slightest, and there’s a calm about them that hasn’t been felt in ages. a calm that’s allowed them to mourn, to rest, to finally just be. 

“you know that noct is an adult, right? or is all this for me?” he continues to tease with a small chuckle.

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OKAY STARTER REQUEST!! i’m pretty busy w work and life atm so i’m going to cap this bad boy off at 3 likes, not counting ffxv characters obvs. smash that like button if u want some gladdy in your life. 

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what’s up nerds, it’s me, cuba, with the boy, gladio! i have... not much to say by way of an intro, other than i have a stupid amount of interests (most recently persona 5, ffxv, OBVIOUSLY). i’ve been rping for about 1209830248 years and i’m super excited to write w all of uuuu. please feel free to message me or reply or whatever I’LL LOVE TO TALK

twitter: @dana_scuiiy personal tumblr: @princesseazula discord: gladibro#0371 

anways! hi!!!!! bye!!!

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