
Choose your Chocobros!
I match you with Gladiolus!

A friendship first is something that would be appreciated with him I think. The fact you read would also make you a good match. (Two person book club? I think so!) And though he’s more physically active, I think he’d enjoy sitting down and putting together a puzzle with you every once in a while. The loud sounds might be a bit of an issue, considering he’s sort of a loud guy occasionally. But nothing insurmountable.
The stubbornness would be as valued as it is vexing considering you’re both set in your ways. But it is a good thing. Anyone with a quieter personality would probably find themselves resenting his own stubbornness. Although, if he ever felt like you both are butting heads too much, he’d probably pick you up and refuse to let you down as a joke to diffuse the situation.
Alrighty! Did someone say drabble? I heard drabble.
They didn’t handle loud noises very well. So seeing the grey clouds hanging in the sky above them wasn’t a very comforting sight. But they figured that had enough time to get home before the storm. Part of them prayed to the six that it’s be a quiet storm. The other part prayed for their anxiety about it to go away. But that didn’t happen.
Clearly.
All it had taken was one thundering boom from behind them and they had jumped almost a mile in the air with a squeak. They clutched their chest and turned around, eyes wide with fear. But then they relaxed, slightly, and frowned when they recognized the source of the noise. Gladiolus Amicitia. Who had tripped and fallen on the ground behind them. He was only an acquaintance, but even they knew he wasn’t clumsy. There must be something on his mind they figured.
They quickly darted over and began to help him back to his feet without being asked. Not that they were much help considering their size compared to his. It was like a mouse attempting to pull a cat to it’s feet. But it was the thought that counted, right? And so long as they didn’t make a fool of themself in front of him, especially him considering how much they liked him, they’d be fine. Meanwhile, Gladio huffed in embarrassment and gratefully accepted their help.
“T-that sounded like i-it hurt. Are you a-alright?” They asked once he was back upright. It was a little hard for them to speak to him properly. They didn’t really talk to him much, and their nerves prevented them from making an effort to fix that. But then again, it wasn’t just him. The same was true for almost everyone else they knew. They just weren’t very good with people in general.
He grunted and then answered, “Yeah, I’m fine, just didn’t see that rock there.”
“O-oh.” If they didn’t know better, they’d say that his face was a little rosy from his fall. They glanced at the ground and tried finding the rock, but couldn’t see one. Perhaps he kicked it off the road when he tripped.
He glanced down and then back up at them, coughing before saying, “You can let go now.”
“Oh!” They repeated and hurriedly let go of the arm they had grabbed. They then took a step back and hid their hands behind their back. “S-sorry!”
They glanced up at him and saw a weird expression on his face. They should have been paying attention dang it. They should have noticed they hadn’t let go, and now he thinks they’re weird, and he’ll probably avoid them and …their imagination began to run off with those thoughts and they couldn’t really handle it right then. So they did the only logical thing they could think of. They promptly turn around and began to walk away without another word.
Gladio was a little confused by the sudden departure, but didn’t let it daunt him.
“Hey wait!” He called, and jogged to catch up with them. Which, to their annoyance, it had only taken a second for him to do so. His stride was much larger than theirs after all.
They stopped where they were and turned to face him. Their expression questioning why he’d called for them to wait. (Those thoughts still began to pick at the back of their mind.) But that was when the sky decided to remind them it was still cloudy. Another crash, this one having nothing to do with the guy in front of them, shook the air and they squeaked again, covering their face. A slight shake settled into their shoulders and they had to remind themself to breath.
“Are you alright?” Gladio asked, leaning down and sort of brushing their hair out of their face to try and see them better. Never mind that their hands were in the way.
They had to count to ten before they could manage to pull their hands away and look up at him. And even then, they couldn’t trust their voice. So they nodded, lowering their shaking hands and looking up at the sky with panic.
When they felt comfortable enough they whispered, “I’m…I…Just…l-loud noises scare me.”
They looked off to the side, not wanting to meet his gaze. They fully expected him to make fun of their for their fear. But instead he only hummed in understanding. “Do you want me to call someone to get you? I can if you think you’ll have trouble getting home on your own.”
They shook their head no. “No one to call. I live on my own.”
He frowned at that. “So what do you do during other situations like this?”
“Wait it out.” They laughed humorously, their fear making them bold. “Nature doesn’t give me a choice to do otherwise.”
They eyed the sky wearily, feeling their fear begin to take over a bit. The next one would probably make them scream with how much anticipation they were feeling. They exhaled shakily. “I’ll be fine. I’m glad you weren’t hurt.”
They went to walk away again, but stopped when they felt a hand circle their wrist. “I’ll sit with you until it passes.”
Their eyes widened and they turned back around. “E-excuse me?”
“I said I’ll sit with you…if you’d like that is.” Gladio once again coughed into his hand, trying to cover the slight redness rising to his cheeks.
They were about to reassure him that, no, they’d be alright. But it seemed like the storm just wanted to mess with them, and another crash sounded from the sky. They flinched and spoke without thinking. “Alright!”
He look almost as surprised as them. “R-really?”
If they hadn’t been so freaked out, they’d probably have noticed that was the first time they’d heard him stutter. Ever.
“Y-yes.” They mumbled. “Can we please just go?”
He nodded and offered his hand to them. “Lead the way.”
They gladly took his hand, forgetting how this might look to others for the time being and just focusing on getting to their home. Gladio thanked his luck and the six for this. Ordinarily, they’d turn and run off from anyone who tried speaking to them after a few minutes. And plenty at school had tried to speak to them. They were just…awkward around others. Even he could see that. But somehow he was tagging along with them to their house. (And even holding their hand.) Perhaps the six were smiling down on him today?
They eventually lead him right to their house, and let go of his hand to fish for their keys in their coat pockets. Right when they found them and were about to open the lock, the thunder rang out again. They dropped their keys and wrapped their arms around themself. Gladio, simply wanting to be there for them, bent down, grabbed the keys, and opened the door. He then circled his arm around their shoulders and ushered them inside the house.
When they recognized they were inside they breathed a sigh of relief. But then they realized they had company and looked over at him. His arm was still around them and he was watching them, with an almost concerned expression. Like he was afraid they were going to bolt into the depths of the house and never return. They were tempted to honestly.But instead, they offered to take his coat and pointed to where he could store his shoes.
“It’s not often I have visitors,” They said softly, “We could just go to the living room if you want.”
He nodded, not opposed to the idea. “That sounds fine. Which way?”
They pointed to a nearby doorway. They both took off their coats and removed their shoes before going any further into the house. Once that was done, they led the way into the living room and made a beeline for the couch. There they had a throw that they wrapped around themself before curling into a ball and peeking out at him.
“Y-you can sit down…Sorry by the way. Normally I’m a little better at playing host.”
“You’re doing fine.” Gladio side with a small smile, “It’s understandable since you’re a little preoccupied with being a burrito.”
They felt their face flush and buried their face in the blanket with them and quietly whined, “Don’t make fun of me.”
It was then they could hear the rain start and the both were silent for a moment. Gladio was listening for any signs of thunder. They were already convinced that it was coming and began to shake again. When no sound was forthcoming, he turned his attention back to them and gave them a soft look.
“Here, make some room.”
He suddenly crossed the room and sat beside them without waiting for them to scoot over. They squeaked indignantly and wiggled to try and get a bit further away. But then he put his arm around them again and pulled them back over near him.
“I think it’d help if you had something steadying you.” He muttered. He was grateful that they had their face covered. They couldn’t see how red he was getting. “I know I don’t like facing my fears alone.”
And though they were loath to admit that he was right, it did help. Having something warm around them and, surprisingly, hearing his heartbeat was helping ground them. So they didn’t try wiggling away again. But they kept shaking. Nothing was going to help them stop.
“Alright. If you need to move though, just tell me and I’ll shift over.” They muttered, their voice shaking almost as much as they were.
Then both fell into a comfortable silence.
Night soon fell and the storm, after hours of pouring down, finally showed signs of letting up. There had been a few times when the thunder had come back, but with Gladio beside them to shush their frightened cries, it somehow wasn’t as back as it could have been. And they were nearly enjoying the company.
Gladio on the other hand was a bit appalled that they’d normally just go home during something like this and just sit here, terrified and alone the whole damn time. He was really glad he had run into them when he did. The though of them coming back to an empty house and doing this on their own, again, was horrible. Hopefully, after today, it wouldn’t happen again. And now that the storm was over, he could actually tell them what he had been planning on telling them before they had revealed their fear.
“H-hey. Uh…can we talk?” He started, slightly lessening his hold on them.
They peeked out of the blanket and nodded. “S-sure. I don’t know how much of a conversation we can have with me so flustered, but I’ll listen.”
He nodded and then continued. “So…there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.”
“Me?” They grew a little curious.
“Yeah, you.” He inhaled slowly and then exhaled. “I’ve…I’ve liked you. For a really long time.”
They froze and then looked at him in the eye while very quickly turning pink. “R-really?”
“Yeah. Like…since I first saw you if I’m being honest.”
Thy blinked at him and let the blanket fall off their head. “A-are you serious?”
He frowned at having to repeat himself again. “Yes. I am serious.”
They’d fall silent for a while, and he’d end up looking away from them. “If…If that makes you uncomfortable, I can go.”
He stood up, fully prepared to leave and forget about what he just said. But then a hand shot out from the blanket and grabbed his wrist like he had done earlier. “No! I mean…no. It’s just unexpected is all.”
They looked up at him and tried to pull him back onto the couch, their face beet red. “I know I’m a little out of sorts right now. But…I can honestly say the same. I like you too.”
They did their best not to hide when they said that, but they couldn’t meet his eyes. He didn’t care. His heart was pumping wildly upon hearing what they said. Possessed by the moment he leaned forward, pulled the blanket back, and pressed a kiss to their forehead. A small hum of surprise came from them, but that was about it. When they finally worked up the courage, they stopped hiding and looked at him again.
He was faced away from them and almost as dark red as they were. A small chuckle left them. Coming down from the fear they had felt led them to being a bit braver than usual. So they reached over and turned his head toward them. Right before pressing a kiss to his mouth.
This time he was the one who was surprised. But he grinned at them all the same. They knew they didn’t know each other that well outside their crushes. But they were willing to get to know each other. Especially after they realized that Gladio was the kind of person to sit with someone when they’re afraid. And Gladio was drawn to their quiet demeanor, and felt the need to just…be there for them. And for each person, they looked forward to discovering what they could about one another.
Some angsty fluff with his s/o and him fighting about her going on a hunt with out him in the morning?
She’d wake up before the sun rose. She’d have been sleeping by Gladio in their hotel bed. Normally, they’d wake up together and go and spar, or maybe go for a run together. But the night before, perhaps, had been a trial. Maybe they’d simply been outside late, or maybe they’d been a large fight the night before. Point is, no one would be alert enough to notice her slipping out and getting her jacket. Even Gladio would be dead to the world.
But not her surprisingly. She’d be good at functioning on little sleep, and lately she was the one who’d wake up the other. But they needed the rest. Plus, it’d worry her endlessly that they were starting to run low on gil. So she’d have made the decision to go on a bounty herself. After dressing for the day and before leaving she’d press a kiss to Gladio’s forehead and whisper that she’d be back soon. Not that he’d hear her of course.
She’d leave and go to the nearby diner and speak to the tipster there. After picking which bounty she was going to go after, she’d remember to take her tags out of her pocket and put them around her neck. Just in case. Perhaps she used to be a hunter before meeting Gladio and used to do this on her own all the time. Perhaps this was her first hunt alone. Either way, she’d want a way to identify her if anything went wrong.
So she’d go, and one by one she’d lure her bounty away from their group and take them out. She knew if she fought them as a whole, as the boys often did, she’d be overwhelmed in seconds. But she worked though them all slowly, and though there were a few moments where she’d been nearly hurt, she made it through alright. She’d notice at some point during her hunt the beasts had managed to claw off her tags and a piece of her jacket. She’d figured she’d find them later and continue with her hunt.
It is during this time that the other woke up. Of course, Gladio is slightly startled when he sees her missing. But he accepts the other’s explanations. Perhaps she was hungry and went for breakfast? Or maybe she’s just exploring around outside waiting for them. Though you can imagine he’d be a little distraught when they get to the diner and find out where she went. But she could take care of herself right?
But that’s when news of some possible tags laying on the ground. Right in the location she was hunting. The boys would then kind of hurry out there and look for her. And of course they’d find them right where they were rumored to be. With no other sign of her, Gladio would just sort of shut down. But then she’d come around a corner, a bit bruised but otherwise perfectly fine. It’d be noon by then, and she’d smile at them all not seeing anything wrong with all of them there. Then she’d notice her tags in Gladio’s hands, the expression on his face, and dart over to him.
Generally, at the sight of how scared he looked, she’d panic and try to reassure him, ‘No, love, I’m right here, I just dropped my tags earlier.’
He’d wrap her in a hug and would refuse to let go. Even when she’d try pulling away. Recognizing that she’d scared him, she ask the others to give her a minute with him. She’d sigh after they left and ask if he was alright.
‘Of course not,’ he’d say, ‘I thought…your tags…What were you thinking coming out here alone!?’
She’d actually feel a little offended by that statement. ‘Gladie, I can take care of myself out here. I’m not hurt, look.’
Eventually, this would dissolve into a heated argument, all while Gladio refused to let her go. Which, would start to irritate her since she, when angry, the last thing she wants is a hug. She’d hold her own point that he should have more faith in her abilities. He’d argue that if her enemies got close enough to take a swipe at her neck, she’d needed someone there to watch her back. Which would dissolve into even more fighting. She’d manage to pull away to arms length during this, but no further. She’d be about to launch right back into the argument, but Gladio would cut her off with a kiss. Which would surprise her into being quiet.
‘Just let me worry alright?’ he’d whisper against her mouth. ‘You scared me when I found your tags.’
She sigh and finally nod. “Fine, worry all you want. But it doesn’t change that you’re overreacting. I’m not dead.”
This unfortunately for her, would lead to him throwing her over his shoulder and going to rejoin the rest of the group. She’d squawk indignantly and demand to be put down, her face burning. But her demand would be ruined by her laughing. They’d find the others and he still wouldn’t put her down.
Revenge for making him worry he’d say, and she’d go dead weight in retaliation. (Not that it helped.) He’d get back to the car and finally put her down. She’d grab his hand and finally whisper to him that she was sorry for scaring him.
It’d be relatively peaceful until the tipster reveals that the bounty was for 5 Albinogins. They’d start arguing again, and he’d be having some serious doubts about her judgement. She’d point out she knew what she could handle, and restate the fact that she WASN’T hurt. They’d argue into the night, but stay holding hands.
I can picture them eating with each other a lot, but oddly enough not when camping. Which is a part of their plan. Ignis would put vegetables on Noctis’ plate and expect them to be eaten. So they’d sit across each other and wait until his back was turned and they were done eating what they wanted. For Noctis, he’d eat everything but the vegetables, and for his S/O, They’d try to leave something else for Noctis to eat in exchange for his vegetables.
Then his S/O would get up and walk in front of Noctis, swap plates with him in a fluid movement, and keep walking away with the veggies. It was easy and smooth and Ignis had yet to catch them. (They’d been doing this since they were young after all.)
Gladio would feel as if he was betraying Ignis a little, but the first time they did this, they had walked over to him and promptly threatened to kick his shins everyday, for the rest of his life, if he ratted them out. So he doesn’t say a word, and even gets a chuckle out of how practiced the two are.
Prompto on the other hand, they’d just have to shoot a look at and he’d turn the other way. He’d remember when they were in high school, and Noctis’ S/O sat on him and tickled him until he begged for mercy for a rather unsavory picture he once took of them. He did NOT want to cross them ever again.
I have no idea why, but this has been kicking around in my head the past couple of days. It’s almost non-existent, but still. I figured I’d put it here.
They’d all be the same age in this AU to keep things simpler.
Naturally they end up together on the same team.
Noctis is the heir of one of the governing council seat in Mistral, but ran off to join Beacon Academy to be a hunter instead. (Why? Who knows. Maybe he just felt like seeing the world.)
Ignis and Gladio are his friends and worry about him. So both follow him, to hopefully bring him home. (They actually both end up joining the academy as well, oops.)
All three’s applications were accepted.
Prompto just finished at Signal Academy and was accepted to beacon.
Prompto and Noctis literally crash into each during the initiation ceremony.
Ignis and Gladio had it planned that they’d make an attempt to find each other first, then locate Noctis while in the forest.
Noctis and Prompto make their way through the forest, and arrive at the objective at the same time as the Gladiolus and Ignis.
Noctis grabs one of the chess pieces and bolts with Prompto in tow, who runs with him even though he doesn’t quiet get why they’re running.
Gladiolus and Ignis also grab one of the chess pieces and take off after him.
Eventually Prompto gets tired of running and shorts stops, pulling Noctis backwards.
He didn’t realize how close behind the other two are and they all crash into each other.
Intros are made, and things get sorted out for the time being. They ultimately decide to talk about what they’d do later. They begin to work together to get back safely.
They arrive safely back with their chess pieces. (None even realized they had grabbed the same ones.)
Prompto’s a bit horrified when the headmasters uses his first name when picking team names.
Prompto’s name is considered extremely odd since it’s neither a color or from nature, So he actually prefers going by his last name, Argentum, because it fits in with everyone else’s a bit better
I can picture a hilarious scene happening where, when all four boys are on stage, they announce his name and they’re all like, “Who the hell is Prompto?”
Up until that point, he had give his name as Argentum, and so has to fess up to the other three that, surprise, his full name is Prompto Argentum.
Then they hear their team name.
PIGN. They’re team Pigeon. With Prompto being their leader.
I match you with Gladio!

Personalty wise, I think you’d both get along. Gladiolus seems like someone willing just to wait for someone. Be it after a panic attack, or waiting for someone to come back from a depressive episode, he wouldn’t turn away. He’d wait for someone he’s interested into to give him a signal that they might be too. He wouldn’t just take. He’d make sure they were in the right place emotionally as well. He’d take pride in earning your trust and once he’d have it, he’d ensure that he’d never lose it.
He also seems like the kind of person who’s steady presence would be calming and he’d know it. He’d strive to be there for someone in situations that make them uncomfortable, be it just standing at their side, or even giving them that push they need to get through it. Also, I can picture someone with your personality being his own quiet steady presence. A grounding and guiding force for him.
You’d both be well aware that the prince would come first for him since that is his job, but enjoy the time you’d have together anyways. He’d be loyal to you definitely. And I can picture him bringing books back for you to read from his adventures driving around with the boys. Or, alternatively, if you had accompanied him, I think he’d look forward to camping even more, just so he could watch the stars with you.