#noctine

[looking-for-lost-stars]

Ash received a message from the planet the Milan was berthed over. "Lord Finley, this is lord Zarath, I'd like to make use of your services." The voice was slightly sneering, exactly what you would expect of a noble on an important planet such as this.

- Noctine for Ash

Ash sighed the tone alone made him want to say no. This was exactly why he didn't usually stop by his more well off planets. He set a reply a few moments later. "What service exactly?"

#//ic #//ash #noctine #too many muses #answer tag

[thedarknesssings]

Prompt 1: Inheritance

Prompt 1: Envoy - FFXIV Write 2023 Characters: Arafel de Courcelle, Noctine de Sarmantoix, Seviere. Content Warning: Murder, torture, blood, cursing.

The metal of the locks and hinges screamed before giving way. The doors slammed open, dangling from their hinges. The eyes of the older elezen standing in the hallway bulged at the sight of the man straightening his clothing on his doorstep.

Something about the calm veneer of this stranger’s appearance sent a chill down Noctine's spine. A black suit tailored to fit his form to perfection garbed the man. A white, lace cravat blossomed at his throat and leather gloves creaked as they folded over the top of the silver octopus handle of his cane.

“Ser Noctine de Sarmantoix, I presume?” The man smiled, a slight curl at the corner of his lips. The expression never touched his eyes, leaving them as crisp as his voice. “My name is Arafel de Courcelle. May I come in?”

Noctine straightened his spine, a scoffing sound coming from him. Pure bluster as his hand shook when he gestured to the old housekeeper standing a few fulms behind him. “Get my sword.” His gaze came around to lock on Arafel, the blue of his eyes dull pin points. Noctine wasn’t a handsome man, not anymore. Age and anger etched his face in hard lines. “How dare you come in here like this! Get out of here before I call the guard.”

The old woman scurried away. Arafel stepped forward, over the threshold. Noctine backed away a pace.

“I never said you could come in. Get out! Get out! Villain.” Noctine spat out the words, red rising up his throat into his face. Spittle splattered from his ample lips. He backed away further, ducking into the parlour. The only weapon his hand found was the fire poker.

Arafel laughed, mirth finally creeping into his crimson gaze. “Unlike some, I don’t require manners to be met before I walk in your door. He’ll be here soon. We can all chat.”

“He? He who?” Noctine stepped behind an overstuffed armchair, using it like some sort of shield from the handsome man wandering into his parlour. One might think Arafel there for tea by the leisurely way he strolled in, cane ticking lockstep.

“Why,” Arafel tipped his head up to peer at the large framed picture above the fireplace. Noctine in his prime, garbed in armour, a once loved soldier and decorated knight of the Holy See. “Your son. You see, He’s been in my care for sometime. Recent events caused me to realize just how much he means to me, like the son I never had. Time is a cruel master, Noctine.”

“That scum? Selfish and spoilt. I should’ve tossed him out years ago.” Noctine hissed the words out, pure venom lacing his voice. “He’s not welcome here.” The poker thumped down on the top of the armchair to punctuate his words.

“Toss him out?” Arafel’s eyes widen, his gaze darting around the room. “Of his own house?”

“It’s -my- house. Mine!” A sneer stained Noctine's face.

Arafel shook his head, the cane rising a notch off the floor. The rubies inlaid as the octopus’s eyes glowed as he channeled aether through them. Fire exploded across the portrait, hungrily devouring the oil paint and scorching the canvas beneath. “Not for much longer.”

“Arafel?” A voice whispered behind him.

Arafel turned to find a pair of black and white eyes staring at him. The bard’s mouth was agape, teeth chattering with the anxiety riding through his system. Seviere crept closer to him. The nearer he got to Noctine, the more the bard seemed to curl into himself. Anger flared in Arafel’s gaze.

“He’s not welcome here!” Noctine exploded, forgetting himself enough to step out from behind the armchair toward Seviere. The bard flinched back, taking refuge behind Arafel’s form.

Lips peeled back from pearlesque teeth. “I say he is. Forever more.” Arafel’s smile was full of jagged teeth, sharp like a perfect predator.

The poker raised above Noctine’s head, his furious pace toward Arafel halting at that smile. “What the fuck are you?” He growled, his arms jerking like he was considering his options. Fight or flee.

Arafel gave him no choice. The man launched himself forward. One arm caught Noctine by the hair, the other snatched the poker out of his hand and flung it away. The strangled sound Noctine let out accompanied the bone snapping in his arm when Arafel grasped him around the bicep. A ragdoll in a puppeteer’s hands. “Shall I make him suffer, Seviere? Like he has you.”

“N-no!” Seviere stuttered the words out. The bard fell to his knees, hands planting on the carpet. The poker was lodged deep in the wall just beyond him. “No, please, Arafel. Not like this.” Tears choked the words in his throat. His gaze jerked between the vampire and the man in his hands. “Please. He can’t hurt me if you’re around.”

“I’ll see you pay for this, Seviere! How dare you! How dare you bring your filth here!” Noctine screeched. His feet kicked at Arafel, trying to find purchase to pull away. The one good arm he had still punched into Arafel’s chest repeatedly. Anyone else and Noctine’s fight may have found success.

Arafel clicked his tongue in reprimand toward Noctine. “Such vicious things to say to such a sweet lad. How he turned out so well is beyond me having heard so much about you, Ser Sarmantoix. Consider me an envoy and I’ll have peace in your family. For once.”

“You fuck—“

“No!”

The crunch of teeth breaking flesh filled the room. The copper scent of blood rushing from the gaping wound silenced the obscenities on Noctine’s tongue. Arafel wasn’t neat or kind. He yanked his teeth out, splattering blood along the way. His bite had just missed the artery. Noctine was in no danger of bleeding out yet.

“Disgusting. You taste as foul as your personality insists.” He spat the blood out on the carpet.

His grip shifted from Noctine’s hair to around his throat. No mind was given to the bard tugging at Arafel’s coat tails, the soft sobbing pleas answered only by the gentle pet of his hand over Seviere’s hair and cheek. Blood smeared over the pale skin and the white parts of his hair. Noctine struggled to extend his legs long enough to reach the floor, toes skittering and dancing across the carpet.

“Somehow, I’ll force myself. For Seviere’s sake.”

Noctine’s body landed heavily in the arm chair, a grunt torn from his throat. Arafel’s hand lifted, the poker in the wall shuddering prior to dislodging itself from the plaster and faded wallpaper. He caught it and propelled it forward into Noctine, pinning the man into the armchair through the soft part of his abdomen. Again, nothing that would kill him outright.

“Arafel, you don’t have to do this.”

“It’s long overdue, Seviere.” Arafel’s red eyes glowed, full of rage and hunger. His hand streaked more crimson across the bard’s black and white canvas. “Now watch as I put your nightmares to rest.”

The housekeeper never came back. Seviere knelt on the floor, trembling and crying, unable to pull his stricken gaze away from the scene of Arafel dismantling his father. Noctine’s cries, the sound of bones cracking, flesh rending, and the scent of blood ever growing eventually took its toll. He never saw the moment his father died or had any memory of how he climbed to his feet and fled from the house through the shattered front door.

The cold of the night was forever worse than the cold of the day in Ishgard.

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[night-market-if]

Heyyy there! 👋

I'm curious of what do you love about this world you have created.

Who's your favorite baron, and why?

Favorite district and why?

Any favorite scene you've written, why?

Favorite line, why?

Lastly, favorite side character, and why?

Oh this will be a long one so strap yourselves in. :)

What do you love about this world?

Is everything an appropriate response? LOL! In reality, I love the lanterns. I can see them so perfectly and they are a mood and a vibe that just brings me such a creative sense of comfort and drive. I love the idea that there is this nexus point out there where realities and worlds can converge and I love that no one quite knows about big the market is. Endless streets lined with stalls, all of which have these little tiny booths, feels like a homey world to me.

2. Who is your favorite Baron and why?

That is incredibly hard for me to decide because a few of the Barons are characters I have in other games. If there was one I would keep going back to it would probably be Chrysanthemum and Noctine. There is so much to their story that you guys don't know and I am a sucker for royalty fae romance which is exactly their origin story. So, probably the Book Barons.

3. Favorite District

The Ren District. I was a kid that grew up on the idea of knights and princesses. I took several college classes on King Arthur. I loved jousting tournaments at local Ren fairs. I watched Knights Tale far too much in life... I love that district with everything I have.

4. Favorite scenes

I have two. The first, being Milo and the MC dancing in the rain. It was 4 a.m when I wrote that and we had a rain storm outside our house. I could just hear it pounding on our roof and the entire time I could just see so perfectly in my head this golden rain coating the streets and Milo dancing through it without a care. It was the happiest I think I have seen him in this IF and it is one I hold so very dear to my heart. If you haven't watched Lumineers Ophelia, do it. It has big vibes for that.

My second favorite scene is if you go confess your love to Belladonna. She was real and raw in that moment and I heard her voice echoing through my head for days. The backstory that she has is so far removed from who she is now and her entire conversation with the MC felt so intimate without them even touching.

5. Favorite line

I don't think I have one, actually. But I will say, sometimes I go back and read passages and giggle to myself because there are things that I wrote that I don't even remember writing. So it's all new to me.

6. Favorite side character and why

Caliban. Hands down, Caliban. He is my everything. He is the voice that is manic inside my own head. He is my comfort character. He is my go to when I need a good NPC that will provide depth to any scene he is in. I play him in Dnd and he was one of those characters that the second he started talking, I just couldn't get him to stop.

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[mooreaux]

My boy Noctine! His colors always remind me of the dawn, and trans rights 🏳️‍⚧️

#my art #my oc #dnd #pathfinder #Noctine Sala #starchild

[nyxicnymph]

New Year, now for an OC

Meet Noctin! He(/they) has mixed Liyue/Mondstadt heritage, but currently resides within the fortress, as the Chief of Administration. Aka he does the paperwork now.

I'll give out cookies if you can guess who his dads are. (Moots I'm side-eyeing you /joke)

#genshin impact #nyx writes stuff #nyx's art stuff #noctin #genshin oc #genshin impact oc #genshin impact art #genshin art #nyx's oc stuff

[queersrus]

Owl Theme

tagging @bpdxhoardic, @w-onderhoy

(Nick)Names:

Owle, Owlet/Owlett/Owlette, Owlin/Owline, Owler, Owlie/Owly, Owel, Owling, Owled/Owledd, Owletta, Owlina, Owletto, Owlino, Owlucious, Owllouicious, Owlouis/Owlouise, Owlouisa, otus, otos, owlbert, owlberta, owlester, owlestar, owlastair, owlaya, owlex, owlexa, owlexo, owlexi/owlexie/owlexy, owlexina, owlexander, owlexandra, owlexandre, owlexandro, owlexis, owlfred, owlice, owlisia/owlicia, owliver, owlive, owlivier, owlivia, owliviar, owlivera, owliveira snowy/snowie, scop, screech, strix, sova, sowa athena, alba, azio, axio, asio, Atenea, Athenais, Athene, Afina, Athenodoros, Archimedes minerva wise, wiser, wisdom, wing, who, whoot Glaukopis, glaux, great, grey/gray, Gaebora barn, bar/barr, barred, burrow, beak, beaker, bumin, buho, baykuş, bufniţă eagle, eostrix, eule tawney/tawny, talon/tallon, true, tyto, tokori, tuto hoot, hooty/hootie ural, ugle, uil flores, feather, fly, flight, flyer knowledge, kotori, Kaepora, koukouvágia noctum, noct, nocturn/nocturne, nocturna, noctua caligo, cato, coruja, chouette, civetta jarli intel, intellect Laxmi, lilith pollo

1stp prns: i/me/my/mine/myself

ow/owe/owl/owline/owlself ow/owl/owls/owlself ow/owe/owly/owline/owlyself wi/we/wy/wise/wiseself wi/wise/wises/wiseself kni/know/knows/knowself kni/knowle/knowly/knowline/knowlyself kni/knowle/knowledges/knowledgeself ni/noc/noturn/nocturns/nocturnself ni/nocturne/nocturnes/nocturneself ni/ne/ny/noctine/nyself ni/noct/nocturnals/nocturnalself pri/pre/predi/predators/predatorself fi/fea/feather/feathers/featherself wi/wing/wings/wingself

2ndp prns: you/your/yours/yourself

ow/owler/owlers/owlerself wo/wiser/wises/wiserself kno/knower/knowers/knowerself no/noctur/nocturns/nocturself pro/predator/predators/predatorself fo/feather/feathers/featherself wo/wingr/wingrs/wingrself

3rdp prns: they/them/theirs/theirself

ow/owl/owls/owlself o/owl, owl/owls wi/wise/wises/wiseself wi/se, wi/ise, wise/wises kno/know/knows/knowself know/knowledge, know/knows, know/ledge noct/nocturn/nocturnes/nocturneself noct/urnal, noct/nocturnal, nocturn/nocturnes, nocturnal/nocturnals pred/predator/predators/predatorself pred/ator, predator/predators fea/feather/feathers/featherself feath/er, feath/feather, feathers/feathers wi/wing/wings/wingself wing/wings, wi/ing

Titles

the owl, the owler, the owlette, the caretaker of owls, the protector of owls, the owl trainer, the nocturnal one, the day sleeper, the night flyer, the barn owl, the snowy owl, the horned owl, the nocturnal predator, the one who hoots, the night hunter, the wise one, the wise owl

(prn) who flies at night, (prn) who hoots, (prn) who sleeps during the day, (prn) who hunts at night, (prn) who trains owls, (prn) who is owl-like, (prn) who cares for owls, (prn) who is nocturnal, (prn) who protects owls, (prn) who is wise

this owl, this owl trainer, this nocturnal predator, this wise owl

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[talesoftheunimagined]

Y'know, I'm kidding myself thinking I could live and survive in any one of my favourite fantasy universes, completely ignoring the fact that I can't go 5 seconds without saying "Wait....WAIT. Where's my vape?"

Like a noctine addicted Bilbo Baggins in The Hobbit wanting to turn the whole party around because I forgot it :')

[lewnareclips]

Noctinic - xenoid relating with space, darkness, dreams, celestial bodies.

free to use_!

#xenoidentity

[kylakitty123]

My favorite part of final fantasy 15 is when noctis said it’s noctin time and he nocted all over them

#final fantasy 15

[dykes-for-dnd]

Hi everyone!! This isn’t meme related but I did a drawing of my dnd character, Noctine (they/them)!! I’m really happy with how it came out so I thought I’d share

#dnd #d&d #dungeons and dragons #dndoc #dndart #dnd character #dnd 5e #dnd beyond #dnd worldbuilding #digital art #csp #Noctine is my Druid bb I love them

[night-market-if]

I have to ask, the story that Caliban tells us in the cell... that's obviously Noctine and Chrysanthemum, right? I really want to learn more about those three. Is there anything you can tell us about them? Too spoilery?

Yes, it is Noctine and Chryssi he speaks of. Along with another character that you haven't met.

Now, here's the thing. Caliban? Barely knows them. LOL! He knows of them. He had spoken to them. But he does not know them well. He is just a man who loves his stories and Noctine and Chryssi are a STORY.

Chrysanthemum is a fae princess of an Autumn fairie court. Long before she came to the Night Market, she was young, naive, spoiled, and barely trusted within her kingdom. She was more the heir they patted on the head. Noctine, is the fae prince of the Winter court. Brutal. Sharp. Feared. Relatively forgotten by his court which is just the way he likes it. The two of them, due to a lot of circumstances, end up meeting and falling in love. Mainly, because they see something in the other that the world has never given them. Noctine believes in Chrysanthemum and knows that she is far more than what the world is allowing her to be. And Chrysanthemum looks at the blood on Noctine's hands and washes it away without judgement. They are by far some of my favorite characters and has been a wonderful duo to play with between me and @mooreaux.

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[mooreaux]

Cleaning out my wip folder pt 2 night market and homeland sketches of me and @night-market-if s ocs

Don’t tag as your own/use

#my art #my oc #tnm #the night market #homeland #anemone Feri #noctine sala #gabriel caine #belladonna malady #maud #reese

[nyxicnymph]

sorry not sorry but developing Noctin is the best way to end my year actually. I'm feeling soooo self indulgent and happy.

Anyway he's bad at establishing boundaries thanks to both his "divine" nature and his upbringing <333

#nyx writes stuff #nyx talks about stuff #genshin impact #noctin #ocs #genshin oc

[revyra]

@kyubey-kat

remember those art memes from 600 years ago yeah i’m finally getting to them

#dier never meant to hurt noctin #but living in an environment like the hunters #did so much collateral damage and he could only shield noct from so much of it before he was the one who became the one hurting him #their relationship makes me so sad #tdh #ask meme

[gracelingdesolate]

i read a single line of dialogue from chito and now i’m sitting here half balling my eyes out fuck

#he does so much to change noctin's thoughts on the desolates like #that line right there is the turning point where noctin actually begins to really confront his thoughts about himself begin a desolate #fcu k #ice.txt

[goddessofroyalty]

I wonder what Cloud would do if Prompto ended up following Sephiroth. Like, he's not gonna kill his kid, and could he really sit back and let someone kill him? Maybe he'll just give up and go hang out with Lucrecia. Ignis and Gladio probably are more motivated to try and change Prom and Noctis' minds but Cloud tried for so long to change Sephiroth's that he just doesn't have any faith in doing it. (But I could also see Ignis and Gladio trying to change their minds by pretending to be on their side and casting doubts in them? Just knowing how stubborn their friends are, lol. (And what if that worked better on Sephiroth than Prom and Noct?))

Yeah it’s a really difficult position for Cloud to be in. Because he absolutely doesn’t want to kill his kid or even just his kid to die generally but he’s also all too aware that Prompto has to be stopped. He probably feels a lot of guilt TBH - firstly and probably mostly for having a child with Sephiroth. He loves Prompto but maybe if Prompto’s father had been someone else then Prompto wouldn’t now be trying to destroy the planet. Secondly because Cloud does eel like he should be doing more to protect the planet and not be letting the fact it’s his ston stay his hand.

Honestly Cloud probably tries to prevent Sephiroth and Prompto from succeeding through like getting to the things they need to destroy the planet and either destroying them (if possible without making the situation worse), or hiding them. He’s still protecting the planet without risking his sons life.

And hoestnly he’s damn lucky that unwillingness to kill goes in both directions of the relationship and Sephiroth & Prompto don’t want to kill him either.

Ignis and Gladio are similarly torn because hoenstly they were raised and groomed to protect Noctis and serve him. Their life’s purpose is for Noctins. And while it’s a painful shock to them when they find out that Noctis was destined/meant to die to save the planet they still aren’t convinced destroying the planet is the right choice. And surely if you have the power to the destroy the planet than you also have the power to find a different way to save Noctis without... destroying the planet.

They are both also aware that they are the people most likely to convince Prompto and Noctis off their plan. They already have both Noctis and Prompto’s trust and both Noctis and Prompto are already used to listening to their positions and at least considering them. So they join them and then try to convince them not to destroy the planet.

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