This 15,600-word monster nearly broke me, so please enjoy Gladio with his beautiful, vacuum-sealed muscles having a lot of Difficult Conversations about the way he got them so skin-tight (not spoilers: it’s an eating disorder!)
Acceptable-but-not-that-good parenting, child soldiering (in Gladio’s capacity as Noct’s Shield), panic attack mention, fainting in public, and eating disorders (probably an anorexia subtype) for the warnings on this one. It’s set in the Brotherhood era, and I hope you like it!
#FFXV#Fanfiction#Gladiolus Amicitia#There's so much responsibility on his broad and heavily-muscled shoulders#I like big muscles as much as anyone but that amount of definition makes the mom-friend in me get protective#You're supposed to have a nice layer of fat over muscle#to keep your muscles happy and fed#When professional models do photoshoots to make themselves look extra muscley#they eat all lean protein and no salt for like a week so they'll be as dehydrated as possible#which gets that vacuum-sealed look#No healthy adult runs around looking like Gladio so I had to write a fic about it