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text; un: selfies

[snaphappy]

gladio
😭
someone told me a ghost story
and now we can never go camping again
ok???

[protectore]

dude
you shoot deamons and beasts
without batting an eye
and you get scared from one ghost story???

it must've been a good one to spook you
what's it about?
I'm not letting it stop you from going camping with me

[snaphappy]

listen
you know that ghosts freak me out, okay!!
it's just
it's freaky!!

but fine, i'll
risk my life
for camping.......

( yes, he's avoiding sharing the story. because it's most likely going to be totally lame to someone like gladio. but still. he tried. )

text; un: ignis

[calcitrants]

[ so, it's been a couple of days after they hooked up as gembonded, and ignis drops him a text message. ]

Gladio. I've been thinking about what happened between us. Are you free to talk?

[protectore]

[He's been thinking of sending a message or just even dropping by and see how Ignis is doing, but the advisor beats him to it]

Same. I was thinking of dropping by myself if it's okay. Or you can call me or come over. Whichever you want. I'm always free to talk to you

[calcitrants]

[ and ignis' home is always open to him. he feels an odd sense of relief when he sees the text, swallowing down the strangest pulse of longing.

i've been thinking about you, he wants to say, and yet can't quite bring himself to do it. ]

I'll make us dinner. Tonight?

text - un: lionoflucis

[immortalmarshal]

[It's been a while since the training trip, and all the disastrous results from That One Night/Week/Whatever when the changes happened. Still, Cor has some Questions that he never got to ask the young Shield, and he has more time on his hand right now than he knows what to do...]

You got a moment, Gladio?

[protectore]

[It has been a rough month of adjusting, Gladio will admit, but it feels better now. Somehow. The worry isn't completely gone after certain updates from Ignis but it's something to be worked on in the future.]

Of course, Marshal, anytime. Something's up?

[immortalmarshal]

Have you noticed how many of us seem to have come from different points of events?

[Because that has been something still nagging even after most other things got resolved...kind of.]

text;

[calcitrants]

I have something for you. Are you around?

[protectore]

Is that so 😏? Yeap, I'm in the kitchen. Need I come somewhere?

[calcitrants]

Yes. Come into the den outside :)

un: a.hw | sometime during the event: pt. 2 (baths and spas)

[airspear]

Hey, Beefcake.

Did you join the people traveling to Primavera?

[protectore]

Heyy
yeah I did
Thought to make a nice little excursion and see what's out there
You?

[airspear]

Sure am. You know me, always up for new adventures.

Wanna meet up?

event; post-sparring, personal jacuzzi in their hotel room

[calcitrants]

[ it has been quite the vacation, all things considered. this new place that's just opened up had been absolutely heavenly for things that don't involve fighting -- at least, not all that much. and this is one of his more favourite moments, getting to spend time with gladio in the hotel suite that they share.

pleasantly buzzed from their spar earlier and freshly showered to get rid of the sweat and grime, ignis eyes the jacuzzi on their deck, before looking over at gladio -- ]

We should try that out.

[protectore]

[Gladio's been walking around their suite with just a towel wrapped around his middle ever since he left the shower (and Ignis in it- while it was a sexy idea, it WAS a tad bit cramped to do what they wanted). Still, no more sweat and there is indeed a better place for it- at least here specifically.

Hair messy and wet from the shower, he does glance at the jacuzzi once Ignis points it out, walking up to wrap both of his hands around Ignis' middle and kiss the top of his head.]

We should. We have a big bath but I don't think it's a proper jacuzzi. And- it has quite a view.

[calcitrants]

[ indeed, it's quite the view. they've picked an incredibly high floor, so much so that they have an incredible view of the city itself, and ignis smiles, leaning into gladio warmly as he feels those arms around him.

he'd been good, restraining himself from just about pouncing gladio in the cramped shower, but this is about the extent of his self-control. there are low barriers that help to keep things semi-private, but at this height, ignis doubts anyone can see anything clearly.

which, of course, is why he reaches back and undoes the knot of gladio's towel, letting it fall to the floor. he's loosening his own towel, too, before taking his head and leading him to the bubbling jacuzzi. ]

Let's get in before it gets too cold. You can feel the jets against your back.

A Handwritten Letter

[sonoftenebrae]

[Congrats, Gladio, you've got dog-mail.]


Gladiolus,

I owe you a meal. Accompany me tonight. Formal attire.

Yours,
Ravus Nox Fleuret

[An address for a classy restaurant is listed. It's one that usually requires a reservation at least a few days in advance, so waiting so long to actually ask Gladio out is either a power move or a sign of nerves.]

[protectore]

[A wonderful invitation. He suspected Ravus would never invite him over the text or phone. And to be honest, Gladio's romantic, little heart loves this. The letter is neatly placed in one of the wooden boxes that looks like a treasure chest and locked.

And on the way to town to buy himself a suit, he leaves a response in letter form as well.]

Ravus,

Thank you for the invitation. I am looking forward to it.

Yours,
Gladiolus Amicitia

[He also has the date jitters, but he is trying to keep them down. Wearing a nice, tight fit formal suit with hair styled back and tied up. And there's also a blue flower in his hand- he could've gone for a rose but that's too cliche. Instead, he has a few beautiful stems of blue orchid.]

[sonoftenebrae]

[When Ravus meets up with Gladio, he is wearing a heather gray suit with a purple tie that brings out the color in his eye. A glove covers his left hand. He lets his hair fall free around his face with lazy elegance.

He looks over Gladiolus. The man has always been gorgeous in his casual clothing, but Ravus is caught off-guard by how well he cleans up. It would be infuriating if Ravus didn't anticipate being allowed to shove the man up against a wall and kiss his breath away at the end of the night.]

Gladiolus. I hope you have an appetite this evening.

text; un: selfies

[snaphappy]

totally random question
don't read anything into it!
just wondering
what makes you happy?
just one thing is ok
or a lot of things!

[protectore]

[This is curious~]

now that's a question I didn't think of in a while tbh
the situation back home is a bit dicey so we never really think about it huh
so to answer the question

knowing you guys are safe is first
so long that remains a fact, I'm happy
if I go into details
spending time with you, reading, camping
thought you knew that chocobo ;)

dragon times!

[calcitrants]

[ all right, so. ignis has been hard at work, taking care of his friends and comrades, things in the office, and naturally, things in the manor -- but today, he had been out running errands, purchasing groceries to stock up; most of it gladio's favourite food, and some items he had been planning to make.

when he returns, however, the manor is uncharacteristically quiet. setting down his groceries in the kitchen and putting them aside, he's even more curious when the silence persists. gladio was here when he'd left; it's not like him to leave without warning when they're spending the day together.

moving quietly through the rooms, he calls out, ]

Gladio?

[ but he stops when he sees a strange-looking shadow in his study, and the unfamiliar shape of -- ]

Gladio, is that you?

sexy dragon times ;D

[protectore]

[This had to have been the weirdest transformation yet. Not in terms of looks but in the urges and behavior Gladio was experiencing the entire morning. Or afternoon. Or whatever time of day it is.

Ignis is not wrong when he guesses that it is Gladio, lounging on one of the fancy couches with tons of pillows in his study. After all, the entire thing smelled like him. And Gladio, after getting his new form, felt a bit... possessive. And wanting to be close to the man who wasn't in the house.

He's running through his fingers one of Ignis' silky, expensive but sexy scarves, leaning back against what is very obviously Ignis' own pillow from the bedroom with the bottle of his cologne on the coffee table. Gladio's eyes flick up instantly the moment he hears Ignis call out to him and he grins.]

Not bad, huh?

[He's sitting shirtless (obviously) on the couch, one leg resting on the floor while the other is bent up in a knee, in very tight pants. But that's not what's odd about this picture.

It's the set of black horns, curving back into two rows of spikes; in a certain light, they give a glint of purple, like the amethyst gem he has on his chest. They are set right above his ears, and from them black, also shimmering purple, scales spread down his neck on both sides and down his neck, over his shoulders, seemingly following the pattern of the tattoo, and ending on top of his fingers, where instead of nails, he has long claws. His hair is loose and a bit longer than usual, but it has been growing nonetheless, all of it falling freely over his back. And what's there, but can't properly be spotted, is a black, scaled dragon tail. It's chilling under (Ignis') blanket.]

How was the shopping?