This is what happens, at 1am, when @greatswordgladio sends you a doodle of a sausage-person and you just have to throw an Ignis in there...
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This is what happens, at 1am, when @greatswordgladio sends you a doodle of a sausage-person and you just have to throw an Ignis in there...
Kiss + 20 (as a dare)
It had started out as a simple truth or dare drinking game. Each of the four of them having to drink if they wouldn’t answer the question or do the dare. It of course had been Prompto’s idea for such a game, something to cheer them all up after the news they’d heard of Insomnia only a week ago. They were in Lestallum at the Leville and Ignis had allowed them to play the game seeing how they all planned to take a day and sleep in, Six know they needed it.It was Noctis who had asked Ignis the truth that started it. ‘Have you ever had a crush on someone?’ The question had been a simple one and he’d said yes, not giving more information then that, at least he thought he hadn’t. A simple look towards Gladio as he had answered had been enough for Prompto to dare Gladio to kiss him. At the request Ignis immediately stood and walked over to the bed, refusing to play the game anymore. Prompto had frowned at him but Gladio ever the one to accept a challenge wasn’t going to let it slide.
The behemoth of a man went over to the bed and before Ignis could respond he’d trapped him against his body and the soft sheets below. Ignis’ face had an obviously blush, his body unable to move. “Gladio..” His voice was a warning not to do it and yet though there was room to escape he didn’t take it. How long had he wished to feel those lips on his? It’d been years that he’d long pinned for Gladiolus with no means to wanting to change their relationship. He’d keep pining after him, never once thinking Gladio would want to be with him in return. “Please...” His voice came out almost a whisper then, unsure of what he was exactly asking for . He could feel Gladio’s warm breath tinged with a bit of alcohol on his face, was paralyzed at the closeness of it all. A hand gently touched his face as Gladiolus leaned in more and like that, their lips met. Despite how much Ignis wanted it his expression showed the opposite as he was in a moment of shock. He had thought Gladiolus would just peck him on the lips and be done with it but this wasn’t the case. Those full lips were on is, wanting more then just something quick. Gladiolus wanted a real kiss and as the seconds passed, Ignis gave into it.
He let himself get lost in the kiss, the warmth of Gladiolus surrounding him as the bigger man pressed more against him, pushing him onto the bed. His own gloved hands reached up, touching the long locks of Gladiolus’ hair. Never did he think this would be happening, that he’d be kissing the man of many of his dreams. Sadly that dream was cut short by the sound of a camera shutter and a low whistle from Noctis. It was as if he woke up from a dream and quickly pushed Gladiolus away before running into the bathroom to lock himself in. He didn’t miss the sounds of Gladiolus taking Prompto’s camera or lightly hitting Noctis and sounding annoyed that they had interrupted his moment. That sent a flutter through his chest.
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21. Eyelid Kiss
Gently cupping the scarred face in his own battle-worn hands, the blind man leaned down and brushed a kiss over the closed eyelids. It was a silent promise that so long as he lived, he wouldn’t leave the swordsman alone again.
greatswordgladioがあなたの投稿に返信しました: prompto, noctis, gladio
“It’s fine, Cor. I got the message. /Whatever/.” // YOU CAN TASTE HIS SALT A MILE AWAY
Everyone can taste your salt a mile away Gladio, at all times, you’ve got hypertension out the wazoo, cut ur sodium content. “It’ll be a good fight at least.”
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‘Here we are, and don’t know how to stop.Waiting for the war to end it all.Love is insane and baby we are too.It’s our hearts little graveAnd the salt in our woundsLove is insane and babySo are we too.’
Salt in Our Wounds - HIM
🔺// I really debated on which one to send cuz this might actually break Cor's poor back but... You got the other one already so?? Welp. I know I'm going to regret this... SORRY COR. <3
Send me 🔺 for your muse to sit on mine while mine does push ups!
He stumbled, admittedly, once he feels weight on his back, not ready for the rest of the weight that comes with it. Cor groaned, eyes shut, and felt his arms shaking. He’s not exactly ready for all that weight, so he sinks down to his knees and elbows, letting out a sigh, mostly out of shock than exhaustion.
“What’s your dad feeding you, bricks?” He hissed, and eventually pulled his legs back up, although he’s very much so not sure he can even do this. Another exhale. Gladio doesn’t just look muscular, he certainly is muscular. He can feel just how heavy the guy is. “Maybe next time I should specify whoever is sitting on me shouldn’t be bigger than me.” They are barely different sizes, but, Cor is noticing that makes all the difference.
Alcohaulin’ Ass
@greatswordgladio
“Quit moving.”
There are three bottles of vodka on the tiny motel table, one poured out into a bowl to sterilize the equipment, the rest consumed by the two men. Cor’s got music blaring from his phone to drown out the rattling air conditioner in the cheap room. It makes him lose focus.
Ribbons of gauze stained with blood scatter to the floor as Gladio fumbles blindly for one of the bottles and chugs another third of it back with a grimace. Cor closes off another stitch on the gaping wound across the other man’s forehead and pauses to shoot him an ill-boding glance.
“If you do not keep still, I will tie you to this fucking chair.” Before he can respond, Cor tilts back Gladio’s chin back and threads another stitch.
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Honestly, this one. I’ve only roleplayed in two other fandoms - Game of Thrones and Dishonored, and although I love Dishonored, it is quite possibly the most toxic fandom I’ve ever encountered. It is FUELED by social justice - and I mean, I realize this IS tumblr - but it was out of control. If you don’t agree with the way THEY think the characters should be portrayed, you’re shit. I was harassed constantly. I was called every insulting name you could think of, simply because I had different headcanons. And it wasn’t “triggering” to me or anything, like it didn’t bother me personally. But I was just super disappointed because I genuinely loved RPing the character that I did. But I stopped because what the heck is the point when I was just getting attacked.
ANYWAY SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN TO GET SO REAL. Basically I love this fandom, and everyone I’ve encountered has just been so awesome. YOU’RE ALL GREAT, GROUP HUG, GUYS.