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“You wanna try a little harder to act like you’re in love with me?”

“Who says it’s an act?”

If President Camelia Claustra is the face of Insomnia, the Lucis Caelums are the backbone and the Amicitias the muscle, ruling the city with iron control. In the midst of a period of peace and prosperity, Noctis endeavors to clean up his family’s image, his bodyguard and escort Gladio at his side.

The Izunias have other plans.

"Let's go back and play video games." 

Anything for the birthday prince, Happy Birthday Noctis !! 😙💕🍰🎂🎮

And as I drop my defenses you start to crack a smile Are you a Blue Healer?

And I will not be afraid of your scars and you will not be afraid of mine

@aliatori shared this insanely perfect, beautiful poem by Clementine von Radics (Mouthful of Forevers)...and wrote a heart achingly beautiful story exploring how Cor and Gladio might use Gladio’s love of the written word to reconnect in the difficult years post-dawn. 

Bonus: how Gladio’s annotations on the poem might have looked, under the cut:

Cordio Weekend Day 1 & Day 3 // Hero Worship & Getting Distracted During Training 

Oops, a day shy of @cordioweekend officially, but here’s a Cordio love story collaboration I did with the lovely @aliatori! This comic is the companion to her her fic, so please be sure to show it all of the love!

“You really that interested in me?” The Marshal was always direct, but there was a hint of challenge in the question that was new to Gladio. A light flashed through Cor’s eyes that could be dismissed an fleeting illusion created by the firelight… or it could be something more.

Day 3 for @gladiofluff week: Closet Nerd

Day 1 for @gladiofluff week: Sleeping In

“Hello there, handsome.”

“Hey beautiful.”

...and finished ain’t one XD

“You all, this is...so wonderful,” Ignis said, not his usual eloquent self. He stumbled over his words and struggled to maintain his composure. All of this was for him?

Someone handed him a fork.

“Dig in! Try mine first,”

The sound of buzzing bees, chirping birds, and rustling leaves faded away as Ignis stared at Gladio, who wore an expression of soft yearning.

Yearning? For...me?

Am I dreaming?

Does anyone age their OCs with them? I’ve been drawing this dude for fifteen years and I’ve watched him grow up. 😭❤️