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niaswish · 11 months

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A Prince and a Princeling

For Day 1: Captivity of NyxWeek2023. This is based on an au I introduced in 2020 for the NyxNoct week (Chapter 7 of the Heroic Start by Shiary on AO3).

Rating: Teen + Warnings: Slightly graphic violence near the end. Implied character deaths.

Tags: Hurt/Comfort, implied character deaths, Nyx Ulric/ Noctis Lucis Caleum, eventual fluff, no major character deaths, Dark-ish Nyx, Royalty AU.

Summary: Prince Nyx Ulric has finished his mission, conquer Insomnia and demand Galahd’s rightful payment for Lucis’ betrayal. Finding himself faced with Lucis’ prince, Nyx finds himself rather intrigued when the kid bluntly asks him if he’s a stripper, while being in chains himself! Not that Nyx would allow his own amusement to interfere with his duties.

Nyx smirked as he watched the reaction of Prince Nocis, kneeling in chains at his feet. The princeling was trying to hide his fear, and amusingly enough his arousal - not that the thin summer pj he was wearing did anything in that regard - yet his wide blue eyes couldn't hide how they kept going towards the three other men they had captured along with him. Men who, except for the blond one, were trying to free themselves with rage in their eyes.

It was a good thing they had been gagged, otherwise Nyx had no doubt that they'd be swearing worse than Libertus when someone tried to use his kitchen without permission.

As for the blond, he was shaking yet determined. Definitely untrained by the report he'd gotten from Luche, but he had stood in front of his friend until the end. Loyal and fierce. Nyx approuved of the devotion, despite the circumstances.

"Lucis has failed to uphold its oath to the Storm and Clans. King Regis has refused to acknowledge his mistakes and Galahd had to face its invaders alone. As per the terms of the Oath, Lucis must pay the price for their betrayal." Nyx stepped closer to the prince as he spoke.

The prince had guts as he straightened as much as he could and demanded, "And what price would that be?"

Nyx smirked as he grabbed Noctis' hair and forcefully tilted it back. "A royal life to start with."

The reaction was instantaneous, both from their prisoners and Nyx's soldiers. The Amiticia boy roared and tried to charge at Nyx, only for Luche, Tredd and Sonitus to slam him back down without too much trouble.

The advisor acted with only slightly less ferocity as he slipped out of the chains, summoned a pair of daggers, and threw them straight at his throat. Nyx didn't flinch as Libertus batted them away. The advisor had expected it as he had followed through the attack by stealing a kukris from Sonitus, scoring a gash on the man's arm as he did so, and rushing behind his first strike.

His aim wasn't Nyx though, but rather the chain holding the prince down. He never made it that far as lightning struck him dead on, dropping him like a stone..

Crowe cackled as she slowly dropped her hand, "And here I thought this would be boring." She turned toward the blond. "What about you, Blondie? Are you going to let me practice more of my magic?"

Nyx left her to it as he tightened his grip on the prince. He had started to thrash in Nyx's grip as soon as the Amiticia reacted and now stood completely still, his eyes fixed on the smoldering body of his advisor. Nyx reached out to force the boy's face towards him. His smirk grew at the hatred in the Prince's glare.

Oh, he was going to enjoy keeping this one in line while the Oathbreaker King paid for Lucis' transgressions. Without paying any attention to the remaining members of the royal retinue, Nyx dragged the prince up and stated, "We're going back home. Luche, deal with those two."

Without any effort, Nyx threw his new hostage over his shoulder and walked out, his friends at his back. They still had work to do.

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In the name of Ramuh and the Storm,

Lucis has broken the Oath of the Founder.

They have abandoned their duty towards Galahd.

The price of betrayal has been claimed.

A royal life for Ramuh's claim.

The Storm desires land.

And the Islands shall take what was lost.

#NyxWeek2023 #nyx ulric #Day 1: Captivity #Royal au #kinda dark #but it gets fluffy as it goes along #promise #nyxnoct #ffxv

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jazzraft · 4 months

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Tagged by @aithilin

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

1. [nyxnoct] I might have had a few shots

2. untitled vashwood freewrite inspired by sleep token dec 5 2023

3. vashwood bloody whump 2023

4. [clack] Hold me back

5. kitten witch chapter7

I don't actually have a designated WIP folder, so these were all I could find scattered to the four winds of my ancient laptop's hellscape. I feel like there's still something buried in the detritus that I started and forgot about but I uhhhh can't find it :')

Maybe I'll actually finish one of these this year, wouldn't that be wild?

#tagged

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dustystarlite · 2 years

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Hi!!!! May I ask for 001 with Final Fantasy XV or Kingsglaive ? (only what you feel comfortable doing) :)

Thank @andywinter16. I don't mind screaming about both of these. Please forgive this mess to anyone who's about to read. When I start talking, I ramble on... and words get very messed up.

001 |Kingsglaive

Favorite character: Nyx and Crowe

Least Favorite character: There's only one that I never could vibes with.

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):

Character I find most attractive: Seeing Crowe in action in the first part of the movie, I was like, she's soooo pretty!!!! To LOOK AT NYX EYES!!!!!!!!!!!! LOOK LOOK!!!! To Pelna, HE MUST BE CUDDLES AT ALL TIMES!!!!!!!!!!!!! The whole cast of Glavie just to sum up this question.

Character I would marry: -_- I'm too old for that question

Character I would be best friends with: All of the glavie seem like a riot to hang around.

a random thought: Crowe, Drautos, Libs and Pelna should of had a Play Art Figure. I'm more drawn into this fandom since I saw the movie first, then watched the brotherhood before playing the game.

An unpopular opinion: I actually like this movie. Does that count? I only wish they showed us more of the backstory that led up to the movie.

My Canon OTP: None

My Non-canon OTP: NyxNoct

Most Badass Character: Drautos (just wish they gave us more on why he choose the path he did.)

Most Epic Villain: It's always hard for me to name a villain since I remember an interview they did with one of the writers of Final Fantasy. Their words always stay with me. "There are no real villains in Final Fantasy, only characters who choose different paths."

Pairing I am not a fan of: I can think of only one off the top of my head.

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): Everyone? Since some characters, we only got their names but never understood why they picked the path they did. Why was the glavies so looked down on? Why did they still choose to fight even if they were spat on?

Favorite Friendship: First thing to know about me, I scream to the heavens and roll around on the ground like a crazy person for "found family." So my favorite friendship would be all the glavies.

Character I most identify with: Hmmm???? I'm not really sure.

Character I wish I could be: -_- I want to make a flaming tornado like Crowe.

001 | Final Fantasy XV

Favorite character: Ahh!!!! I'm not very good at picking just one with these types of questions, so it's a toss-up between Gladio, Ignis, and Noctis.

Least Favorite character: There are two that are not my favorite.

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): (I have a lot of crossover pairings) NyxNoct and rare ship list here

Character I find most attractive: Cor, I can't explain why, but I'm very drawn to his character.

Character I would marry: -_- I'm too old for that question

Character I would be best friends with: Hmm, maybe Ravus.

a random thought: Watch The Brotherhood anime.

An unpopular opinion: Even if I have my issues with it, I still love this game (most of the time, I don't play past Chapter 8, just skip to chapter 15)

My Canon OTP: None

My Non-canon OTP: NyxNoct

Most Badass Character: I adore Aranea from the moment she wipes the floor with me in my first play thru.

Pairing I am not a fan of: There are about four pairings that I'm not a fan of.

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): There's one I wish everyone writer in this series would be on the same page as. Since it's hard to get the whole picture of who they were supposed to be to understand the choices they pick. (At least for me)

Favorite Friendship: Iris and Noctis and the bond between chocoBros.

Character I most identify with: No words are needed to explain this but old man Cid.

Character I wish I could be: None.

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charlottedabookworm · 4 years

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Y'know, in one of your snippets you mentioned Somnus putting down rebels. and just, in the platonic nyxnoct reincarnation verse, how does that impact things? did Nyx ever come in contact with them? were they his /friends/? Did they rise up... in /Nyx's/ name? For the Sage and for Nyx, and just, will Noct have to console his brother about all of their murdered friends who died because they stood up to Somnus after he killed a couple of innocent boys?

Nyx didn’t, no, not really. He didn’t really leave Galahd for fear of well. everything.

and his death had been announced and everything so it was just. safer to stay on the islands

but they were his friends. people he and Noct grew up with, people they cared for, people his father helped and it just-

they rose up for him. for his shield. for his father. for the injustice

they rose up in his name and they died and Nyx-

Nyx has never forgiven himself for that

(he should have spoken to them)

#inbox cleaning with 2020 vision #ffxv #reincarnation #platonic nyxnoct #soulmate au #ask #Anonymous

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glaivenoct · 1 year

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NyxNoct: "They never knew what to buy each other for these occasions; there were traditional suggestions everywhere around the city and on offer from their friends just trying to watch their backs, but neither of them were traditional sort of guys."

It's how Noctis ends up with a card featuring a cartoon Moogle and it's heart shaped antenna, a single blue rose and a bottle of shampoo. Noctis blinks at the peach colored bottle in the kindest curiosity, turning it over to look at the ivory label.

Honey & Apricot enriched, with a familiar depiction of an apricot hanging from a vine. Noctis purses his lower lip, a wrinkle slitting across the bridge of his nose as he tries to recall the last time he saw this.

"That cabin trip we took for your birthday last year," Nyx answers the silent question as he sits next to Noctis on the couch. "Remember? You forgot your shampoo, but got lucky they had some travel sized ones in the bathroom for guests. It made your hair super soft and you said you were obsessed with the smell."

That's right. Noctis remembers saying he was going to switch shampoos immediately once they got home, but it must've slipped his mind. He didn't remember to snag the bottle to look back at either.

What he does remember are the nights Nyx would join him in the shower and kiss his shoulders as the soothingly warm water rolled down their backs. They'd help each other wash up, always saving Noct's hair for last. For whatever reason, whenever Nyx works his fingers across Noct's scalp, massaging and getting the shampoo to suds up, Noctis nearly falls asleep.

There were a few nights during that cabin trip where Noctis was half asleep by the time they cuddled up together in bed. Still, Noctis vaguely remembers feeling Nyx's steady heartbeat against his cheek, or Nyx nosing into his extra fluffy hair while running fingers through it.

"You remembered that?" Noctis smiles up at him.

"Not the most traditionally romantic thing..." Nyx laughs nervously and shrugs. "But after everything tonight, I can wash your hair for you with your favorite scent. It's, uh..." He clears his throat and quickly mutters under his breath, "It's kinda my favorite too. To smell on you, I mean. That- that sounded weird… Not a selfish gift at all!"

"I think it's great," Noct says with a wide grin and enamored gaze. He bites his lip and then lowers his head as he looks off to the side. "My gift, um... isn't completely selfless either."

Nyx perks up at that, surprised as though he'd forgotten he was worthy of receiving something in exchange. Noct turns to grab the plain gray gift bag sitting behind him and sets it down in front of Nyx.

The card features the beloved Li'l Malbuddy making a heart with a pair of his own tentacles. The heart shaped box of chocolate confections is a limited time line of treats from Nyx's favorite bakery. The main gift at the very bottom is folded neatly; a soft, dark blue sweater. It's the perfect size for Nyx as he unfolds it, revealing the text on the front - a check mark appropriately marking the box next to the word ANTI-PANTS.

Nyx bursts into laughter.

"I wore it for two days to test the soft and comfy levels for you," Noctis says nonchalantly. "My research shows it's super soft and comfy."

"'Course it did."

And of course, by natural instinct at this point in their relationship, any clothes Nyx owns are prone to being stolen and regularly modeled by one infamous sweater thief of a prince.

It's a gift for the both of them as much as the shampoo is.

"So... maybe after dinner, some wine and movie, you'll have something comfy to slip into after a bubble bath."

"Maybe," Nyx repeats skeptically, tilting his head at Noct.

"Hey, you can wear it tonight! If it goes missing after that, I don't know what to tell you."

"Hm. Might have to place you under arrest the next time I catch you, thief."

"Is that a threat," Noct smirks at him, "or a promise?"

"Wouldn't you like to know." Nyx chuckles, leaning in to steal a quick kiss from Noct's lips.

Somehow, straying a little from the traditional side always seems to work for them.

#nyxnoct asks #author entries: fics #if there's mistakes don't @ me I proofed this one quickly #thank you for sending! <3 #still going to work on the others

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theorchardofbones · 6 years

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Your tarot prompts have me thinking the Fool for Nyxnoct ;)

Thank you for the prompt! I’m excited to do some Nyxnoct, finally, so I hope I do them justice

{Tarot Prompt List}

The Fool: innocence, playfulness, recklessness

‘You comin’?’

Noctis squints up toward the sound of Nyx’s voice. Where the glaive stands, the sunlight squared up behind him, he’s in dazzling silhouette. Where his head should be, there’s a starburst of light. It hurts Noct’s eyes.

‘Yeah,’ he mumbles. ‘Right behind you.’

When Nyx had invited him out with promises of some epic fishing spot on the outskirts of Insomnia, Noctis had been intrigued. He doesn’t care too much about nature — that’s always been Gladio’s thing — but he’s never been one to turn down a fishing trip, especially if it comes with good company.

He’d never known, until it came up idly during a spar one day, that Nyx was even into fishing. Turns out they were all nature freaks, back in Galahd; living off the land and all that junk.

So he’s been looking forward to their trip ever since Nyx had told him about some super secret spot nestled away in the wilderness, but he hadn’t quite realised just how isolated it would be.

‘Not too much further,’ Nyx says.

The glaive barely sounds out of breath, even lugging as much gear as he is. Thoughts filter into Noct’s head, idly, about Nyx’s stamina; with flushed cheeks, he pushes them straight back out again.

They’re following some old hiking trail that looks like it hasn’t seen use in months at least, overgrown and filled with brambles as it is. Noct’s surprised anybody even knows about this place — other than venturing out into the world beyond, this is the closest he’s ever been to the wall.

They’re heading up an incline, so steep Noctis has to use the roots of the trees crisscrossing over the path to pull himself up. He can feel sweat pooling under his arms and in the small of his back, and he knows he’ll pay for this little excursion tomorrow.

He decides it’s worth it, though, when he gets to the top. Nyx is already waiting there and reaches out a hand to help him up the last bit; as he pulls Noctis up by the wrist, the valley below comes into view.

It’s all sprawling, verdant green: woodland stretching out for miles, a lake glinting placidly in the sunlight. If not for the everpresent wall looming in the distance, it’s easy for Noct to pretend that they’re at the edge of the world.

‘Holy shit,’ Noct intones, making a visor with his hand as he takes in the view.

‘Right?’ Nyx says; Noctis can hear the grin in his voice. ‘Worth the trek?’

They still have a little ways to go, but it’s all downhill — at the bottom they find themselves at a riverbank, where the water laps gently against the shore. Nyx picks a spot and slips his knapsack off his shoulders, setting it down on the ground.

They take a little while to set up their makeshift camp. Gladiolus helped pack, so they’ve got everything they could conceivably need: fold-out chairs, food and drink, even a shelter in case it should chance to rain, even though there’s blue skies for miles. While Nyx takes a seat, Noctis summons his fishing rod and checks the mechanism before he drops into the chair beside him.

‘Flashy,’ Nyx remarks.

Noctis shrugs. He eyes up Nyx’s rod, secured to his knapsack with a strap.

‘Easier than lugging it all the way out here,’ he says.

Noctis expects the glaive to be full of chit-chat — he’s always had a pretty sharp tongue, in Noct’s experience, and when the glaives all get together it’s next to impossible to keep up — but they instead sink into a companionable silence as they cast out their lines and wait for a nibble.

He remembers watching some fishing show when he was a kid, following an elderly couple who used to venture out to the farthest reaches of Lucis in search of the big catch. One episode centred around a slow day, when they hadn’t been able to catch anything; the wife had mused that part of the fun of fishing was the downtime when nothing was biting, and the stillness of such moments.

Noct thinks of that now, and he’s never agreed with it more than right at this moment. He and Nyx may barely have shared a handful of words over the past fifteen minutes or more, but it’s comfortable; there’s no need for chatter.

They’re there probably an hour without any joy when Nyx dips into his pack and withdraws a canteen. It’s a good idea — Noct’s throat’s more parched than he’d realised, so he grabs his own and takes a sip.

Nyx extends his canteen when he’s done, wiping the back of his arm across his stubbled lip. Noct frowns at it; he’s got his own.

‘I’m good,’ he says, indicating the bottle in his own grasp.

Nyx snorts.

‘It’s hooch,’ he says. ‘You’re welcome to it.’

Noctis wets his lips and considers the canteen where Nyx offers it to him. He’s old enough to drink, sure, but he’s always been a bit of a lightweight. He feels like a wuss saying no, though — he’s always looked up to Nyx, ever since he first saw the glaive warping about like lightning during drills, and resolved to be just like him someday.

‘Screw it,’ he mutters.

He sniffs the drink experimentally at first. It doesn’t smell much more offensive than most spirits, he thinks. He lifts the brim of the canteen to his lips and tips it back to take a swig, and by the time he realises his mistake it’s too late.

Vapours hit the back of his throat like gasoline; he’s sputtering on that before the liquid ever touches his tongue. When it does, he decides it tastes like gasoline, too. He coughs, barely lowering the canteen in time to avoid hacking into it.

Nyx is laughing, of course, and he stretches one heavy hand over to clap Noctis companionably on the shoulder.

‘It’s an acquired taste,’ he says. ‘Galahdian brandy. Why don’t you try another sip?’

Noct thinks he’s joking at first, but when he looks at Nyx the glaive nods at him in encouragement. Tentatively, Noctis takes another sip — smaller this time — and steels himself for the kick.

It’s still sharp as hell, of course, but now that he’s expecting it he thinks he catches the sweet tang of berries in the mix, too. The third sip warms him enough that he’s starting to think it’s not so bad.

‘All right, Highness,’ Nyx says, with a wry laugh. ‘That’s enough for now. Last thing I need is the king finding out I got you drunk.’

Noct feels heat rush to his cheeks as he leans over to hand the drink back. He can’t be sure if it’s the brandy, or if he’s embarrassed.

‘So, Galahdian brandy, huh?’ Noctis says. He glances at his fishing rod; it hasn’t so much as quivered with movement since he cast it out. ‘Did you folks bring it from back home, or…?’

He knows enough about Galahd’s — and Nyx’s — history to avoid spelling it out directly. Since the Galahdians were displaced from their nation, Insomnia’s become a refuge for them, but finding a new home doesn’t bring back the dead. Insomnians haven’t exactly been welcoming as a rule, either.

Nyx leans back in his seat and tips the drink down his throat. Noct tries not to stare at his throat as it bobs with each gulp.

‘Homebrew,’ Nyx says, once he’s done. ‘Course, there’s a handful of bottles of the authentic stuff still knocking around, but most people I know’re saving ‘em for a special occasion.’

‘Special occasion?’ Noct echoes.

Nyx nods. He lifts the flask, wiping at the surface of it; for the first time, Noctis notices there’s an intricate pattern etched into it. Some Galahdian design, he thinks.

‘Weddings,’ Nyx says. ‘Births. The day we put an end to the war with those twice-damned Niffs once and for all.’

It’s easy now in the late-morning light, as Nyx sinks into his chair, to see him settling down someday; to picture him on his wedding day, fingers intertwined with those of his bride; to imagine him staring lovingly down into the face of a newborn child with his same dark hair and pale eyes.

Noct would tell himself he doesn’t know why he gets a knot in his throat when he thinks about it, but it’d be a lie. Back when his little schoolboy crush had been just that — a crush — it’d been easy to tell himself he’d grow out of it someday. Somehow he’d thought that training with the guy, getting to know him beyond the pedestal Noct’d placed him on, might help.

If anything, it only made it worse.

‘Maybe I can find a bottle we can crack open for your wedding someday, Highness,’ Nyx says.

He’s looking away, his glance trained on the river. His voice sounds a little distant; like his head’s someplace else.

‘Yeah,’ Noct murmurs. ‘Maybe.’

‘Anyways.’

Nyx clears his throat and pushes himself up from his seat. He hooks his thumbs through the belt loops of his pants and gives a terse nod of his head.

‘Gonna go take a leak. My line snags anything, do me a solid and reel it in for me.’

Noct waves his hand in acknowledgement. He tries not to watch Nyx as he leaves.

He wonders how it is for somebody like Nyx — to have come from relatively nothing; to have his future up in the air, taking every day as it comes. He might have a duty to the Kingsglaive and, by extension, to the crown, but when he clocks out at the end of the day he gets to take off his uniform and be whoever he wants to be.

He’s seen Nyx and the other glaives, heading out for nights on the town; heard the locker room banter about the makeups and breakups. He knows Nyx has made his way through more than a handful of the glaives in his time amongst their ranks, and it brings heat to Noct’s cheeks as he tries not to picture the minutiae of such a scene.

‘Shit,’ he mutters.

With a furtive glance off in the direction Nyx headed, he leans over to the glaive’s seat and grabs his canteen, unscrewing the cap and taking a mouthful. If his thoughts are going to keep going in that direction, he might as well give himself a little Galahdian courage.

‘Ey!’

Nyx is back; cuffs him behind the head. It’s gentle — playful. Meant to chide rather than harm. Noctis’s ears burn from even that contact.

‘I’m not covering for you when you puke in the car,’ Nyx says, snatching the canteen from Noctis’s hands. ‘You don’t even wanna know how bad hangovers are on this shit.’

‘I can look after myself,’ Noct says. ‘It’s not like I never drink.’

Nyx snorts.

‘Not Galahdian brandy, you don’t,’ he says. ‘Trust me, kid. You’ve gotta work up a tolerance for this stuff.’

The ‘kid’ — while said amiably — rankles at Noct. He knows that for so many of the crown’s personnel, they’ve watched him grow up from the brat prince to the young man he is today, but they seem to forget he’s an adult, just like them.

‘I’m not a kid,’ he mutters darkly.

Nyx had been about to lower himself into his seat; he stops midway and turns, rests his weight on the arms of Noct’s chair so that he’s right in front of him.

‘What was that?’

It’s a little intimidating, Noctis thinks, having Nyx so close. Not necessarily bad or anything — but it makes him more aware of himself, of the space he occupies. He’d been all set to argue that Nyx and the other glaives — the Crownsguard, too — baby him all the time; suddenly, he’s lost all of his steam.

He tries to hold Nyx’s glance, though. Tries to remember he’s the crown prince; that even though Nyx could out-warp him nine times out of ten, that even though he’s an esteemed member of the Kingsglaive, he still answers to Noct.

At least… Noctis thinks he does. He’s a little fuzzy on the chain of command.

‘I said,’ he replies, boldly holding Nyx’s glance, ‘I’m not a kid.’

For a minute, the glaive sizes him up — pale eyes look Noctis over, narrowing slightly in appraisal. It’s like he’s getting a feel for a new recruit, testing their mettle. Seeing whether their bite is as good as their bite.

‘No,’ he agrees. ‘You’re not.’

He’s still there, though, still leaning in towards Noct with narrowed eyes.

Being this close, it’s hard not to look at him — really look at him. Noctis takes in the straight nose, the little tattoo under his left eye; lets his glance meander downwards to the dark scattering of stubble across his jaw, to his lips where they’re curled up at one side in an amused smirk.

Noctis isn’t sure when the hero worship shifted, years ago — when he first stopped thinking about being like the guy and started thinking about kissing him. All he knows is he’s thinking about it now. A lot.

Nyx’s mouth opens, probably ready with some cocky little remark, and before Noct knows what he’s doing he’s stretching upward, his mouth finding Nyx’s.

It’s clumsy; he doesn’t so much kiss the guy as bump his lips into him. It’s enough of a kiss to count, though, and enough to leave Noctis mortified and pulling away, heat creeping under his collar and up his neck.

‘I… didn’t mean to do that,’ he stutters. ‘I don’t know why I—’

Nyx cuts him off with a shake of his head.

‘Respectfully, Highness,’ he says. ‘Shut up.’

Back at the Citadel, if anybody heard that from Nyx’s mouth, he’d be in deep shit — Kingsglaive phenom or no. Out here there’s nobody to remind Nyx of his rank, nobody to slap him on the wrist. Nobody to care when Nyx’s hand moves to Noct’s jaw and tilts it upward for another taste.

So maybe their first kiss was underwhelming, but as second kisses go, this one more than makes up for it. Nyx’s fingers delve into Noct’s hair, threading through it; when his tongue skirts against Noctis’s lips, the prince parts them willingly.

Galahdian brandy tastes pretty awful, but Noct can’t help musing that it tastes a hell of a lot better on Nyx’s tongue.

Beside them, there’s a whirring sound as something bites at one of the lines and sends it flying through the spool. Whatever it is, it’s fast — and big.

As Noctis slips his arm around Nyx’s neck, all but pulling the glaive into his lap, he can’t bring himself to care.

#ffxv #nyxnoct #answered asks #tinyconfectionary #mallow writes #filled prompts

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librarysrestrictedsection · 2 years

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Hello, I want to know if you could make a fic of ff xv with an idea that occurred to me after reading your new fic of Assasin Creed, the idea is this: Noctis is a newly born god but he doesn't know what god he is exactly, he ends up hearing a prayer of a soldier (Nyx) who ends up fucking him (Nyx asked for someone to fuck and noctis only attended the prayer but did not hear what the prayer was about), after that noctis realizes that he wants to be the god of sex between men.

Oh man~ Why must so many good things come together soooo good~

I am definitely putting this down on my WIP list~ Because I can imagine Noct not understanding just how prayers work and getting fucked so nicely by Nyx. And Nyx, this hero of ancient, finding himself enamored with this young god~

[[^^ THIS IS NOW A FIC ^^]]

#nyxnoct #answered ask #anonymous #ffxv

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amidalogicdive · 6 years

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Can you share any headcannons for Noctis or Nyx? Or both of them? Any headcannons and as much as you want :D You're like my favorite writers in the fandom! Thank you for writing your fics!

Asdfghjkl! Thank you, and I am sorry I have been slow at writing. I've been going through kinda a writing block-ish type moment. That said, I don't plan on abandoning anything, hopefully. That said, you want my headcanons. So let me talk about Nyx and Noct for a bit and explain how I see them. Now, take into account that some headcanons change from fic to fic so these will just be in general headcanons. Everything from here is my fan theory and headcanons:

When it comes to Nyx, this boy went through a lot. From the sound of it, his father isn't around and his sister was killed. We have no news on his mother, but I have the feeling she is alive somewhere. But, this man watched the Empire come in and take over a totally peaceful country. They destroyed everything that Nyx was raised to believe and know - that is really messed up.

I believe he came to Insomnia, yes because he wanted to pay back King Regis for saving him, but also leave behind all of the pain he's suffered. Yes, he's a Hero (if that's used in earnest or to mock him) but I think he hides a lot of his pain and anger behind this cocky, happy, smart-ass hero facade. It's obvious the boy suffers from PTSD, and I am sure nightmares come with that.

I see him as a man who doesn't want people to worry about him, he's supposed to be the protector. He's supposed to be the one to make sure people stay safe, even if that means he sacrifices himself. This leads him to do a lot of crazy, stupid crap - and either this man has the blessing of an Astral or is just really lucky, cuz he seems to come out of a lot of it with minimal scrapes. But, I don't think he sees himself as 'someone to worry about', he puts everyone before himself.

Noctis - I look at him as a man who has been through a lot in his short life. His mother died when he was born or very young, so he never knew her. He was also picked for a prophecy that would bring about his death and was almost murdered, twice... He couldn't walk, and his best friend (Luna) was taken from him by force and is now held by the very people who tried to kill him and his father. I know his father loves him, Papa Regis is the best papa and you can pull this headcanon from my cold dead fingers, lol. I honestly believe Regis tried to do as much for his son as he could, but he's also a King... in a war against a much more powerful nation and he has to protect his only son who will bring peace to the world.

I think this left Noctis alone a lot. Yes, he tries to go to a normal school and I'm sure he's polite and kind - but I see a difference between Noctis and Prince Noctis. I think the boy they talk about who was top of his class and everyone liked him - that was Prince Noctis. I don't think a lot of people got to know him but were more interested in the Prince. Prompto was one of the very few who tried to know Noctis for who he really was. I'm sure this left Noctis feeling very alone and isolated, despite his time in the public eye.

Seeing the two times he was almost killed and the trauma of the whole incident with Tenebrae, I'm sure this boy has some PTSD as well. You don't go through all of that and not walk away with some skewed as hell issues. Nightmares and belief in one's self probably go along with this as well.

That said - when It comes to Nyx and Noct, these two are very similar, despite their different upbringing. I think they can see their own issues in the other, and they love and support one another. When they are having a breakdown, or suffering from nightmares, the other can help and when they said 'I understand' they know it's true. I see these two as very loving and supportive of one another. They make each other want to be the best for the other. They push each other out of their comfort zones and make them do things they might not do alone. Noctis makes Nyx want to be more careful because he wants to come home to Noctis. Nyx makes Noctis see he's more than what the people see him as, and that he can have a life outside of the Citadel. They are a wonderful pair!

Now just a few more things -

Nyx likes to drink socially and got Noctis to like the Galahdian Beer he likes. Noct thought it was awful at first.

Noct doesn't like coffee, but he drinks it because its the only thing that gets him going in the morning.

Noct likes tea and got Nyx into drinking it more. Nyx actually found a really good spiced tea and they are both hooked on it.

Nyx likes being at Noct's place because of all the high tech stuff he has around the apartment, and he has the nicer bed. Noct likes being at Nyx apartment because he can forget the world for a while and hide away with his lover.

Noct is a huge animal lover (duh) and is always trying to talk Nyx into getting an animal - it has yet to work.

Nyx knew he was smitten with Noct the moment he saw him. It takes Noct longer to warm up to Nyx because he's not used to the blunt nature of the Glaive. People usually try and play nice with him, but Nyx is a kinda breath of fresh air to that.

Regis always finds out about them before they ever tell him - what's the point of having all those glaives and crownsguard if he doesn't know stuff first lol

There love is a love between two equals, They just look at one another as Noctis and Nyx. Not a Prince and Glaive, not royalty and commoner.

They're the perfect couple, the end! Thank you for the ask!!!!

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The Oathbreakers’ Trial

This is based on an au I introduced in 2020 for the NyxNoct week (Chapter 7 of the Heroic Start by Shiary on AO3).

Rating: Teen +

Warnings: Slightly graphic violence near the end. Implied character deaths.

Tags: Hurt/Comfort, implied character deaths, Nyx Ulric/ Noctis Lucis Caleum, eventual fluff, no major character deaths, Dark-ish Nyx, Royalty AU.

Chapter summary: The Lucian intruders are brought before Ramuh and the Storm for Trial. There is no doubt on their culpability, only the question of punishment for this new Oathbreaking.

Nyx strode into Ramuh's Temple with his Hunters at his back. The place was filled with his people, all waiting and watching the group of prisoners held at the center of the hall. He ignored the whispers that followed him as he headed to stand beside his parents and Selena. His Hunters spread on either side of the hall, watchful even as the Storm kept watch above them.

Nyx looked around the hall, tilting his head in acknowledgement of the Elders that stood by their Clan Pillar. The intruders had been stripped of all weapons, their injuries seen to, and all that was missing were the two who had escaped. Nyx held back the growl that wanted to escape. He wanted to go back into the jungle and track the princeling and that blond friend of his.

There was nothing to do about it. The Storm would not allow Ramuh's royal sacrifice to leave Galahd, and considering how loyal the blond had been during their first meeting, Nyx doubted he would leave the prince.

As lightning struck the pillars behind Ramuh's statue, Queen Mirius Ulric, Voice of Ramuh, rose to her feet. Her eyes blazed with pure lightning and her voice held the rumbling of thunder. Through her, Ramuh spoke. "By the Storm and the Islands, let this trial begin! Those held in front of you have attacked you, and once more broken their Oath. I ask the Oathbreakers, do you have anything to say for yourselves?"

Nyx wasn't surprised as Marshall Leonis stepped forward. While his expression was steady, even almost bored, his eyes sparked with an anger visible to everyone in the hall. "We took no oath when you came to our home and demanded that we give up one of our own. We came only to recover what is ours."

"No Oath? Your King swore one in the name of all Lucis! Or do you claim to have forsworn your King and Lucis while wearing their colours?" King Gaius motioned towards the black crownguard uniform they were still wearing. "Which is it, Cor Leonis? Have you foresworn King Regis and Lucis, or have you broken another Oath before Ramuh?"

The man kept silent, though Nyx noticed his jaw clenching at the accusation. The silence drew on as Galahd and the Storm waited for an answer.

After it continued for minutes on end, Nyx stepped forward. "His silence speaks for itself as does the evidence we collected in the Hunters training caverns of Goary." When Leonis snapped his gaze towards Nyx, he smirked in satisfaction. With a nod towards Pelna, Nyx presented Ramuh's Voice with what they had found.

"Goary Training Cavern has multiple recording devices, visual and auditory, scattered throughout its grounds. We know this but these intruders did not. Hunter Pelna of Clan Khara, Hunter Sonitus of Clan Bellum; present the recordings to the Storm."

Pelna played the audio files first before Sonitus took over and showed the assembly what the cameras had caught. Discussion after discussion between the intruders and Lucis. Of planning how to find and 'rescue' Prince Noctis. Of the failed infiltration to find the prince's whereabouts.

The intruders had been there for days, ever since Pelna and Luche had found the empty boat almost 2 weeks ago, so only the discussions that provide clear evidence that Lucis broke the Oath were heard. And with each discussion, the intruders grew tenser as they realized they'd been overheard so often.

Nyx kept an eye on the Prince's retinue throughout. They were younger, more likely to react to revealing information. So far they were doing admirably well, keeping a blank expression though they kept glancing over at... Selena?

Nyx glanced at his sister. She met his gaze firmly, jerking her head towards their mother with a half-quirked smile. Oh? So whatever was going on had his mom's approval. Had Ramuh decided to test the Princeling?

Part of Nyx hoped so, something in his chest loosening at the possibility that his the princeling had not broken his Oath after all. Selena would have been able to find the intruders and bring the prince there quicker than Nyx and his Hunters. If Ramuh had allowed it then...

It didn't change the current Trial so Nyx nodded towards his sister before returning his attention to where it was needed. Once the last of the recordings were played, it was time for the Elders to make their Clan's opinion known to Ramuh. As Prince, Nyx's duty was to draw a random Clan name and invite them to state their Clan's thoughts on the Trial's outcome.

"Elder Khara, what does Clan Khara say?"

"Lucis has broken a second Oath so soon after breaking their previous one. They have shown complete disregard for our lives and culture. Clan Khara asks Ramuh to give us his blessing to declare war against them."

"Elder Bellum?"

"Clan Bellum agrees with Clan Khara. Lucis must pay for their slight against Galahd and Ramuh."

"Elder Lazarus?"

"Clan Lazarus is of the same mind. Furthermore, we have yet to receive the land promised to Galahd for their Oathbreaking. Clan Lazarus suggest that our first strike is to claim what is owed."

One by one, Nyx called upon the Elders and listened to the Clans thoughts. Once they had all said their piece, Nyx turned to his father and asked, "And what does the Crown have to say?"

King Gaius stepped forward, eyes sweeping through the hall, "The Crown has heard the Clans. There is no objection to the suggested course of action." The crowd started whispering to each other only to fall silent when Ramuh's Voice slammed their staff down on the floor. King Gaius turned to them and asked in a firm tone, "Galahd has found those on Trial to be guilty and Oathbreakers. The Crown offers War against Lucis as punishment for their transgression and that of their Ruler. What is the Storm's Judgment? What is Ramuh's Wisdom?"

Nyx watched as his mother's eyes grew brighter, lightning snaking up and down the staff she held with increasing strength, as she listened to Ramuh and the Storm. After a few minutes, a single bolt of lightning struck right in front of Cor Leonis, who didn't flinch at all. Nyx was slightly impressed, the man would make a good Galahdian.

"The Clans of Galahd call for War. And War shall be the path of the future. Let those who forget the weight of their Oath be reminded of it through blood and magic." Ramuh's Voice intoned. Their voice filled the hall with static and energy, filling the Galahdians with a thirst for blood, as they slammed the staff thrice against the volcanic stone floor. With each strike, the lightning snakes dispersed into the ground, leaving behind brilliant white streaks towards each Clan.

Just as the last strike faded into silence, a commotion broke out towards the Temple entrance. "Niflheim is attacking! Let me pass! Niflheim is on its way to attack you!"

A young blond boy pushed his way past the crowd to stumble into the center of the hall. Nyx took a step forward as he recognized him. Their eyes met and Nyx saw the same fierce determination and loyalty he had seen in Insomnia. The blond set his shoulders back as he declared, "My name is Prompto and Prince Noctis has sent me to warn you of the Niflheim army approaching off your North coast."

Nyx didn't hesitate to give his orders even as he turned to his father. Instead, his mother's bright green eyes met his as she smiled and whispered. "Go to him and see who he truly is."

Nyx turned and ran.

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