Tag: ffxv scenario

Can I request a scenario for gladio! I need help because I would leave my husband for him 😍 shh. Anyways, can I have gladio’s S/O showing up and saving the day after he thinks he lost her? Full of fluff and love? Thank you in advance if you get time!

(Since you used ‘her’ as a descriptor for his S/O, I’m going to go ahead and use she,her,hers pronouns.)

I can picture this happening with the boys during a fight inside a cave. Perhaps the S/O has only been with them for a short while, or maybe they’ve been there with them since the beginning. Either way they’re fighting at their side. Or they should have been. When the smoke clears and everyone thinks they’re safe they’re all stand around to take a breather. They’re all happy to have made it through unscathed. Gladio would have been about to walk over to make sure his S/O was alright, a grin on his face. 

But no one would notice the goblin’s hand shooting up from the edge of the cliff Gladio’s S/O was standing beside. She’d get pulled backwards with wide eyes and a scream. Gladio would shout her name and rush over to the edge. He’d pray that it was only a short drop. But when he’d reach the edge there’d only be a bottomless darkness. To make matters even worse, the scream could still be heard…until it was cut short. It was a long way to fall judging by her scream.

A nearly impossible height to survive from.

He’d shout their name again, and again, hoping that she would respond, hoping that there was still a trace of life left in her. The other boys would have to pull him away from the edge, with a lot of struggle. He’d fight them as they tried to make him leave, because god damn it that’s his S/O down there! But they’d have to leave, because his shouting would call even more enemies to them. 

They’d manage to drag him to the entrance, but that’s as far as they get before the floor beneath them crumbles, a trap set by some of the denizens of the cave. They end up on a lower level, a little bruised but okay. But they they all get separated by the goblins. Noctis ends up sliding down a steep decline into the darkness. Prompto would manage to get himself dragged off into a hole by goblins. Ignis lost his glasses in the fray, and ends up falling down a different passage than Noctis. Galdio makes his stand right there. 

They all manage to fight their way back to each other after grueling hours of fighting, but are out of potions completely now. They’re surrounded and all nearly done for. They’ve no more phoenix downs. All have fallen at this point, and there’s no hope. 

Or so it seems. Gladio’s S/O appears from one of the many passageways, running full tilt before leaping into the air and driving her own great sword into the ground and sending the nearest goblins flying. She’d keep swinging, and Gladio through his haze would see her. She’d look like fire and death, but she’d be alive. 

It was only when she’d cleared an area of the goblins that she’d pull out a mega phoenix and revive them all.

“We need to leave!” she’d say, and rather than fight they’d run. They’d have Noctis warp back to the original entrance because lets face it, they’re all here to protect him in the first place. The sooner he’s out of danger the sooner they can focus on themselves. He’d argue, but Gladio would have none of it and would threaten to throw him up there if it came to it. 

He’d agree and then Gladio’s S/O would grab his hand and lead them back down the passageway she came from. She’d point to a place where they could get out, but because she was -ahem- a bit on the short side, she couldn’t reach it herself earlier. Gladio would make her go first, Ignis second since he still didn’t have his glasses, he’d watch Prompto scramble up the opening as quick as he could, and then Gladio would pull himself up before the goblins could reach them. His S/O of course would help him back to his feet. 

They’d pause for a moment and just grab each other in a hug and hold on for the longest time. “We have to go, we still have to reunite with Noct.” Prompto would mention, warily eyeing every passage he could see. 

They’d pull away and look each other in the eyes, a silent promise to speak later.

They’d make their way out of the cave and find the original entrance soon after. Noctis would be pacing there waiting for any sign of them. They’d all reunite and decide to get the hell out of their for the night. The cave would be labeled too dangerous for them to go into, and to not return unless they were heavily prepared. 

They’d find the nearest haven and make camp for the night, each of them leaving to try and calm themselves down on their own. 

Except Gladio. You can bet he’d stick to his S/O side like glue after the scare he had today. She wouldn’t mind and they’d sit at the edge of the haven, their legs dangling off the side. She’d quietly take one of his hands and hold it with both of hers. She’d lean against him and whisper sweet nothings, reassuring each other that they were both still there. 

Eventually, he’d ask how she survived. She’d say luck and describe what happened while she was down there. It really would only be luck that saved her. The pouch she uses to carry her items was underneath her in the fall. A phoenix down had broken in her bag and that’s what saved her. It brought her back, but only barely, she had next to no energy to move, and though she had heard him calling her, she couldn’t respond. 

She passed out and was lucky nothing bothered her in the dark. When she woke, she had no flashlight and basically had been wandering blindly. But she managed. She fought when she needed to, and made it back to the level she had fallen from. That was when she caught sight of their flashlights in the distance, and ran toward them. Imagine her surprise when they were all on the ground and nearly dead. 

Gladio would reply with his part of the story. This would lead to them kissing each other softly and whispering how they never wanted to scare each other like that again. They’d make each other promise though, that if one of them fell in battle the other would keep moving and wouldn’t try to go back for them. (Neither agreed to this. But it was the thought that comforted them.) 

They’d stay there and just hang onto one another, reassuring themselves that they were there. 

(Prompto would take a picture of this, but wouldn’t tell them.)

boys reacting to their S/O crying/getting upset after one of them gets angry/starts yelling? (not necessarily at the S/O, of course, could be just in general. up to you!)

Noctis: It hadn’t been a fight originally. His S/O was only expressing concern for a few injuries he had sustained, and some of the choices he was making. But one could only hear so much ‘concern’ before snapping. And snap he did. 

It happened after a particularly hard battle with MTs, with one too many close calls for all of their group. Setting up camp and settling in was quieter than usual, muted. Everyone lost in their own thoughts. Perhaps, if Noctis had been paying attention, he’d have noticed his S/O was more on edge than usual. But he didn’t and when they mentioned that they had been worried about him and scared, he’d ended up yelling at them to back off. They, instead of yelling back like they normally would, only agreed and left his side to go think by themselves. 

It was only by chance that Prompto noticed as Noctis’ S/O walked by him that they were furiously rubbing at their eyes, trying to hide their tears. He mentioned it to Noctis in a offhand comment, which of course startled Noctis. It wasn’t unusual for the couple to anger each other, but normally they’d part ways for a bit, cool off, and reconcile. He’d never made them CRY before. 

So he’d go find them, and just sit by them, waiting for the right words to come to him. He’d start by apologizing, and state that he was in the wrong for yelling at them for being worried about him. But then he’d bluntly ask what was bothering them, as they aren’t the sensitive type. Depending on their reason, Noctis would probably feel worse for yelling, and apologize again, circling his arms around them and just sitting with them until they felt like going back to the camp.

Prompto: Sunshine child is a bit clumsy in battle. And much to his S/O’s dismay, he rarely tries to correct himself. No matter how much they plead with him to be more careful, it seems to fall on deaf ears. They were at their wit’s end, and all’s it took was one more fight, and a joke about how he got hurt again. They grabbed his hand and dragged him away after excusing them both from the others with an almost too sweet smile. (They, upon seeing that look on their face, decided to stay out of it.) Once they were an acceptable distance away, they would start chewing him out for making them worry all the time, and then having the nerve to JOKE about it. 

Eventually, as they’re talking their voice starts to waver and tears start to trickle down their face and eventually they have to stop talking. Because the reason they’re upset is they don’t want to lose him, and it scares them so deeply to think of that as a possibility. 

Upon seeing how distraught they are, he’d panic mildly and wave his hands. He didn’t mean it that way, he just genuinely didn’t think that they were so worried about him. Please don’t be sad! (At which they’d fire back that they weren’t crying because they were sad, they’re crying because they’re ANGRY. Cue the Chocobo fluff becoming even more confused.) 

Eventually, since he wouldn’t know what else to do, he’d just latch onto them and not let go even if they tried pushing him away, while repeatedly apologizing. And though still angry, they’d stop trying to push him away and plead, one more time, for him to be more careful. (And this time he’d listen.)

Gladiolus: He has never been one to let someone tear themselves down. And he knew that his S/O had trouble with seeing themselves in a positive light. But enough was enough. It would happen on a date, with his S/O making one self depreciating joke too many. He’d stop where he was, and look for the nearest private area and literally pick them up and carry them to have a talk. 

 They’d lightly swat at him to put them down, and he’d oblige, but he’d block the way out of their little spot until they listened to him. He’d start off sweetly, trying to convince them that they’s the opposite of what all they said. But that would back fire and they’d deny it repeatedly and, of all things, insult themselves. That’d be the last straw for Gladiolus. He yell at them to LISTEN to him, because they’re perfect, they’re amazing, they’re so kind and strong, and ‘just listen to me damn it!’ 

They’d try to quiet him down, a slight shake setting into their hands. (Hardly anyone said such things about them, and especially not so loudly.) He’d probably reply that he didn’t care who heard, because it was the truth, continuing to yell just to try and get the point across. And it would in a round about way. An almost broken sob would leave his s/o’s throat and they’d bury their head against him to hide from the world, desperately wanting to believe what he said. He’d let them hide, if only to let his words fully sink in. Besides, sometimes letting someone cry until they couldn’t cry anymore helped. (Though he’d feel guilty for making his S/O cry in the first place.) He’d just stand there and hold them, rubbing their back comfortingly until they were ready to face the world again. 

Ignis: He was waiting for them to wake up, sitting on the edge of their bed and refusing to leave, no matter how many hours passed. They had fallen ill sometime ago, but had neglected to tell anyone. The only reason the group found out they were sick was because they passed out in the Regalia. (Even then they had just thought that they had gone to sleep. It was when they wouldn’t wake up they had realized they had passed out.) 

Luckily, they had potions on hand and remedies. And after treating them left them lying on one of the hotel beds to rest and wake up in their own time. The other had gone out to explore the town, but Ignis? 

Ignis needed to have a word with his S/O. 

So when his S/O began to climb back into wakefulness, he asked how they felt. And though their head pounded and everything hurt still, they knew what was coming and instead of responding tried to hide under the pillows. This seemed to upset Ignis (Read: Anger) and he began to try and force them out from their hiding place. While he tugged at the blanket he began to list all the reasons of how irresponsible it had been to keep their condition from the group and how he had half a mind to leave them in with Iris since they couldn’t trust the group enough to tell them when they were sick. 

Of course that’s when the others came back in. Prompto stated that he was being to hard on them, and that if they hadn’t gotten out of bed on their own, they probably still needed rest. Which was a mistake. Because somehow it escalated from there into a full blown argument between all of them. To the point where even Ignis was shouting. 

Ignis’ S/O would feel so bad, they wouldn’t be able to stop themself from crying. They managed to stay silent for the most part, but eventually the four quieted down, and their sniffles could be heard by all of them. The other three would leave, stating that they had things to talk about. They’d apologize for hiding being sick, and for starting the argument that just occurred. Ignis would sit behind them and rub circles in their back, stating it was his fault that it had happened, he’d let his emotions get the better of him. He’d explain that he’d been terrified when they wouldn’t wake, and would ask that it not happen again. (Of course his S/O agreed.)

They’d both just lay there, Ignis comforting his S/O through the guilt they felt.

How would the boys react if they had to fight their brainwashed S/O?

OOooo!!! First ask! 😀 Hi! 

Noctis: Generally, I can picture him as calm, but unwilling to warp or actually fight. He’d defend against their attacks and plead with them to snap out of it. But in a situation like this, I can picture the S/O not being able to stop themself. Eventually, since they showed no signs of hearing him, the others would step in to take them down. He’d be unable to actively take a stand against them, and would have to turn away while the others took care of his S/O. They’d knock them out with as minimal damage as possible, which depend’s on the S/O’s training. If they’re heavily trained, I can picture them being difficult to take down, and drawing out the tension. If they’re not very well off with weapons, then it’d only take a strike to the back of the head to end it. 

He’d stay by their side while they sleep, holding their hand and hoping that whatever this was, wasn’t permanent. 

Prompto: He wouldn’t even be willing to lift a finger against them. How could he? Not even to defend. No instead he’d try and just straight out grab them (read: tackle) at the beginning, try and get them to come back to themself with whispered words. And though he doesn’t look like it, he’s got a strong grip. The S/O wouldn’t really be able to do any damage to him when he’s clinging like that. None physical. So they’d go for a mental damage. Blaming him for how he’d let this happen to them, along with other venomous words. But in reply he’d whisper sweet memories. One for anything they say to him. Surprisingly, it’d start working, and they’d come back to themself in his arms. 

Gladiolus: Gladiolus has no qualms about taking out a threat. And since he knows his S/O could potentially be a very large threat, considering he’d trained them himself, he’d strive to take them out as quickly as possible. Though guilt would eat away at him during the fight, and quietly he’d apologize for every hit he landed. He knew his strength, but also knew their determination. It would take a long time for him to actually manage to take them down. And even then it’s from exhaustion. Once they’d been subdued and restrained, the other would leave him alone with them. They’d probably launch into insults and guilt tripping. Gladiolus wouldn’t listen for long though, and would shut their mouth with a kiss. Eventually, the S/O would pass out and upon waking return to normal. 

Ignis: He would apologize exactly once at the beginning of the fight and throw himself into the fray. But oh, he’d be dying inside with every venomous look and strike his s/o threw his way. It’d shake him, fighting against someone he loved, and it’d read through in his movement whenever they’d actually land a hit on him. He’d keep in the back of his head that they loved him, truly, and this wasn’t them attacking him. The others, upon seeing the S/O slip past his guard on more than one occasion, would try to intervene, but he’d order them to stay back, he’d handle it. What he wouldn’t be able to handle is to see other hurt his S/O, considering that something terrible must have happened for them to be behaving this way. He’d keep drawing the fight out, hoping that they’d snap out of it on their own. And eventually, the brainwashing would begin to fade into confusion, and as soon as they’d recognize Ignis they’d throw down their weapons and instead wrap their arms around him. 

Welcome!

(TLDR; Just another FFXV imagines blog mod intro.)

I’m Hayden, but I go by Never. 

A brief about me:

  • I’m 22 and live in the central timezone.
  • I work full time, but have enough free time to fall into the FFXV fandom.
  • I can write and sometimes draw. 
  • I know I’m a bit on the hard to get to know side of things, but I think I’m pretty friendly. 
  • I have a cat and a dog. 

Writing things:

  • I specialize in, surprise, angst. But love fluffy stuff too.
  • I will probably default to they/them/their pronouns in my writing, unless requested to use other pronouns. 
  • I know I have a lot of typos and grammatical errors, but I try. ._.

And….Once again, I guess that’s it. 

Thanks for reading!