#infiltrationiisms

[tempcsts-blog]

[txt] Hey meet me at Palmera beach. I lost my clothes. Help me find them. [txt] Or don't <3

[ txt: sombra ] last i checked you don’t bring your clothes to the beach when you go diving.[ txt: sombra ] so it sounds to me like you just want me to see you naked.[ txt: sombra ] send me pics.

[tempcsts-blog]

“ you’ll be okay somewhere in that vague future tense ”

     gladio hears her words, though he doesn’t acknowledge them. he knows she speaks a truth, one that hurts to hear right now. but she’s right, no matter how the guilt twists his heart into pieces. where he is now, to recover, to move on, feels like a betrayal to noctis, feels like forgetting his memory.

     gladio’s expression betrays none of this, the thoughts twirling through his mind like the most tragic of a ballet. is moving on forgetting him? is recovery and acceptance denying that he’d ever lived at all? these are things he rationally knows the answer to, and yet, the stars above tell the stories of the kings before, and now noct has his home there, too. moving on feels like forgetting the night had ever been, like welcoming the sun means it may never be dark again.

     all gladio wants is noct’s constellation.

[sagcfire-blog]

The scene is set: A dreadful, boring dinner, trying to stay discreet. Gladio had introduced her to the group awhile ago, and tonight they allowed her to join them. Gladio and Prompto were having a heated discussion on something, and not wanting to interrupt he'd decided to text her his question instead. It didn't matter. When the message came through everyone was stunned by the booming ringtone. "IT'S FUCKING *RAW*!!!". The table silent, she simply smirked and asked," Yeah, specs?"

    so much for being discreet. 

   it’s for the sole reason of how invested in their debate gladio and prompto had been, that he had decided to take the .. quieter route. a new addition to the team, sombra seems to fit in easily, enjoying their antics, from the looks of it, ergo why ignis had directed the question at her--- 

   ----leaving the other two to finish their heated discussion. not that he has any chance to continue, stunned by the loud ringtone that booms, shutting up everyone, save for sombra that brings the attention to him.

        wonderful.

  “ah. actually, nevermind, i suppose it can be discussed at a later time.”

[sagcfire-blog]

infiltrationiisms replied to your post: who can i throw daemon!iggs at

Throw him at Demon Hunter Sombra

:3c 

[tempcsts-blog]

i have an icon of gladio in a jock strap and i have yet to use it anywhere and i think that’s a shame

[dontcallmeahero]

"It's cool Jack, I got you one too." It's Milla Maxwell, and it's his size," Go on a cosplay date."

. . . . -sighs- alright pass it over.

-he absolutely does put it on, because he made gabe so might as well-

[chronal-anomaly]

@infiltrationiisms

"I'm not dressing up like a flying rat."

[fromtheshadcws-moved]

"I knew you could pull it off." She's not content to just let him have all the fun though, she's got a Milla Maxwell cosplay on herself. Now they match.

“I have no idea who I’m dressed up as, but I appreciate your effort.”