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rosietrace · 1 year

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Villainess! Nyx AU

(9/???) Part Two

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OC's Featured:

Cerule Oceana, Alison Liddell (@phoenix-manga)

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Describing Nyx's emotions at the moment is complicated

Given how she just found out who the conductor is, and that Allison and Cerule work for them, is already a surprise on its own

But the fact that Azul is the conductor???

That set off a whole new list of emotions

One of which, was anger

Nyx had every right to be upset

Despite her recklessness on handling the situation, she still has a right to angry at Azul, Allison, and ESPECIALLY Cerule

When she first settled into this world after the debutante ball, Cerule was the first person who came to look out for her.

So it felt like a moment of unexpected betrayal. The fact that the person she trusted, the person who was willing to look out for her, worked with an incredibly shady information dealer?

To say Nyx was furious would be an understatement

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"HOW COULD YOU JUST HIDE ALL OF THIS FROM ME!?"

That was the first thing Nyx said, after taking in the moment of utter silence after unintentionally breaking down the door.

Cerule clenched her fists, biting her tongue. Remaining silent, Cerule walked past Nyx and stood next to Azul and Allison.

Huh..... Is she the one with the strange magical energy? Cause I'll be honest, something about this girl seems.... Off. Allison pondered, comically squinting her eyes.

Azul crossed his legs, humming."How unexpected... The crown prince's fiancé has managed to break into our information center." He finally spoke.

Nyx growled, forcing her body to stand and glare at Cerule, before turning her attention back to Azul.

"Azul how could you! After what my brothers did for you?!" She exclaimed, raising her voice.

The conductor tilted his head curiously."Pardon? Last I checked, sir Jade and Floyd didn't do anything for me..." He replied, placing a hand on his chin to emphasize his 'curiosity'. In response, Allison snorted, whereas Cerule pursed her lips, likely biting her tongue to avoid saying anything.

Nyx opened her mouth to retort back, but bit back the response. Right, in another world... Jade and Floyd only know Azul by name, not by personal relationships... Nyx reminded herself.

".... Right. Apologies." Nyx bowed slightly, sending Cerule another scowl.

Allison snorted again."By the gods, it really makes me laugh at your angry face at Cerule. But I can't blame ya... I mean, anyone would be upset if their friend kept this big of a secret from them.." Nyx audibly scoffed, feeling as though Allison was mocking her.

Azul shushed her."Now now, Liddell. We need to be polite. After all, she IS prince Vil's fiancé." He chimed in, causing Allison to stick out her tongue playfully.

Azul placed his head over his hands, holding his cane."Now, tell me crown princess..... What business do you have here with my personal circus?" He asked gently, making Nyx shudder with his smile.

His... Aura is different from the Azul I know... Nyx thought. Eventually, she hummed.

"I was just chasing one of your subordinates because of their suspicious behavior, but I suppose I should ask you this question now instead of later." Nyx began, making Azul hum in curiosity.

".... Tell me what information you have on the divorce trial." Nyx requested- no, demanded of Azul.

Azul cackled."So you've heard of the grand duke's divorce proposal too... I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, they capture the eye of high society quite frequently without effort." He responds, leaning back into the chair.

Allison snickered, and Cerule sighed."Sir, if I may..." She spoke, to Nyx it felt as though Cerule was asking for a moment of silence so she could answer for Nyx.

"You may, serpentine."

Nyx's eyebrows furrowed. Seriously?

Cerule inhaled sharply, before clasping her hands together to explain to Nyx in a polite but discreet way.

"The divorce trial will take place in the coming days, as there is speculation about what is to take place." Cerule began.

"The information we have gathered so far involves a servant girl by the name of Lynn." She continued, causing Nyx to hum in response.

"Lynn huh..."

"Yes. The servant girl often walks past the duke's office, where their arguments for divorce take place. How we gathered this is through a spy we planted within the Shard manor."

Cerule inhaled again, continuing."After a while, our spy sent word to us that Lynn allegedly works for lady (H/N)." She finished.

Nyx's lips formed a line. This is an oddly convenient exposition dump... Kinda like a novel to be honest.

"Uh huh.... Why'd they speculate that?"

Cerule stole a glance at Allison."Given that this is only mere speculation, we have yet to find any other forms of evidence." Cerule added. Nyx glanced at Allison, who began whistling like a cartoon character.

Azul sent Cerule a pleasant smile."Thank you, serpentine." He thanked, Cerule merely excused herself with one final bow, and walked past Nyx out of the room.

Azul turned to Allison, his face turning stern."Leave us." He requested. In response, Allison saluted mischievously and casually walked out of the room.

Leaving Azul and Nyx alone.

Sighing, Azul finally stood up. Nyx looked away awkwardly, not knowing what she should say next.

"Tell me, crown princess... What brings you here into my humble circus of information?" He questioned, eyes narrowing to match his albeit intimidating grin.

Inhaling sharply, Nyx pondered about what she should say next. Of course that eventually lead to them having a very awkward moment of silence, but it didn't last long.

".... What information do you have regarding the divorce trial?"

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At that point, the only way Azul could respond to such an... Unexpected question,

Was cackle

Which didn't sit right with Nyx since a divorce trial between two of the most romantic pairings in high society is a big deal

Of course, Azul noticed her discomfort from his cackling and respectfully decided to stop

Eventually, Azul asked why she needed information on the trial

Especially since Nyx had no reason to try and intervene

Which the girl clearly knew

But she knew that something felt off when their divorce was announced publicly

Could it just be the two of them falling out of love? Possibly.

But the fact that there was seemingly nothing wrong going on behind the scenes, gave Nyx more than enough reasons to try and stop the divorce trial

And Nyx is an observant young woman. Working in the NRC'S monstro lounge where people would try to bluff to get out of paying any of Azul's contracts is enough to get a woman to accurately read people's emotions and body language

But Azul didn't know that. At least not the Azul of the world she's currently in

No one knew, of course

And Nyx was desperate to make sure they wouldn't find out by any means necessary

Why? She wasn't sure.

To her, it felt like she was written to act the way she's acting

But back on track,

Azul agreed to lend her information on the divorce trial at the cost of a handful of madol

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Nyx's eyes narrow, by both suspicion and slight surprise.

Azul hummed."What is it, your highness?" He asked. Though to Nyx, it seemed like he knew why she was suspicious of such a request.

Her lips formed a line."Well from what I heard from Cerule, your personal 'circus' asks for hefty prices that don't involve money.... Heard you stole a girl's voice?" She commented, earning a chuckle from the shady information dealer.

"That girl asked for freedom and I gave it to her. Her father was unfortunately strict with her, so all she ever asked for was the freedom to get any form of information out of me."

"And you agreed?"

"As a businessman, it is my duty to help my clients in any way I can. Even if I temporarily stole said client's voice."

Nyx's eyebrows raised."Temporarily?" She repeated. Azul nodded discreetly, adjusting the cuffs on his white gloves.

"Yes, temporarily. It wasn't exactly easy for the girl to not have their voice for a couple of months, so out of mercy after a couple of threats, I gave back their voice in one condition."

Nyx's body tenses up."... What was the condition?" She knew it probably wasn't a good one, knowing Azul. It may have been a different world, but the people around her act identically to their 'modern era' counterparts.

Azul held back a smirk, sitting himself back down.

"In exchange for their voice back.... They aren't allowed to leave my establishment. Not literally, of course not... They just can't quit the occupation I've gifted them."

Nyx shuddered at the thought of never being able to quit the kind of establishment Azul built, even feeling sympathetic for the girl, whoever she may be.

She wasn't even sure if the girl was still alive.

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Now, Nyx was starting to feel unsure

Should we actually associate with Azul?

After hearing the story about that girl, Nyx was beginning to reconsider the choices she has to make to prevent the divorce trial from happening

And naturally, Azul noticed

To Nyx, it felt like he was holding himself back from cackling like a madman

Frankly that probably would've been enough to change her decision completely

Eventually, Azul sat back down, legs crossed

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"Hmm~?"

Nyx gritted her teeth, biting back any sarcastic comments that were an obvious bluff to hide her anxiousness.

She remained silent, arms crossed, with a laughably awkward expression plastered on her face.

"Tell me, your highness..."

She looked at him, curious.

"Tell you what?"

Azul did nothing to fight back his sinister looking smirk."Are you reconsidering your decision to work with me? All because of something you aren't even sure is true?" He observed.

He had a point. Nyx had the realization that she immediately believed Azul and the story of the girl. And now she was beginning to feel unsure.

"Right...." She murmured in response, looking down at the floor.

Azul put down his cane, resting his head on his hands."Your highness..." He trailed off, earning Nyx's look of 'what do you want now?'.

"Do you still want to do this?"

Nyx inhaled, frantically looking for a response because she knew...

.... There was no turning back after this.

After moments of pondering, and overthinking...

Nyx sighed, grabbing Azul's hand and reluctantly shook his hand. Though he was startled at first, Azul's smirk returned.

"I look forward to working with you, your highness..."

"Shush. Now tell me more about the divorce trial."

Azul chuckled, gesturing for Nyx to sit down while he calls Allison over to bring in some tea.

"With pleasure."

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camelliagwerm · 1 year

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!! 👀

Thank you Nyx!

art is from the Innistrad: Crimson Vow set and is done by Igor Kieryluk

MISS LUMINIȚA DEMETRESCU (she/her) of Karcau, Ustalav is a dhampir investigator with a witch archetype who worships Naderi, the minor goddess of romantic tragedies. She was sent to live with her dowager aunt in Absalom by her father after the Whispering Tyrant escaped his prison and has been in Absalom ever since.

Luminița (or Lumi to her friends) is an aspiring gothic romance novelist who romanticises her vampiric heritage and absolutely devours any and all novels by Ailison Kindler, who she considers to be her hero/idol; but her interest in the occult doesn't lie solely in writing macabre romances inspired by her home country. She is fascinated by all of it, leading her to join the Society of Esoteric Knowledge and Secrets with a bunch of other young Absalomite nobles after her aunt felt she needed to leave the house and socialise with her peers.

She also has more than a passing interest in anatomy and how the humanoid body works - better to write the more grisly scenes in her manuscripts, she says - and sneaks into one of Absalom's numerous universities to sit in on lectures on anatomy. She's not quite a medical student, but I thought it would be a fun play on the "writer who googles shady shit for the sake of their writing" joke and a good explanation for her methodology (forensic - I'm following the Coroner build).

I am currently playing Lumi in a Pathfinder 2E game of the Dark Archives adventure path.

Inspirations: Edith Cushing from Crimson Peak; Velma Dinkley from Scooby Doo; Catherine Morland from Northanger Abbey; and Mina Murray from Dracula.

With every “!!” i get, I’ll introduce you to an OC! (1/5)

#trashkingnyx #answered #oc: luminița

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hellleo · 2 years

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WHO ARE THESE GUYS AND WHY!! is blondie a real blond! does black haired dude have iron dificiency..who is mother and why do they haunt ur dreams..... ?. :o

these guys!!! are 2 of a group of new ocs!!! Nyx (black hair ponytail who might have an iron deficiency) and Blondie (he bleaches his hair) used to be best friends but now they dont talk. Mother is a priestess of a shady Church that took Nyx in as a child and shes creepy

#nyx #true saints of avalon #mother #not art #soliel

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asktheheirofslytherin · 3 years

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Who the f is nix and Natalie and why are they constantly around

[[OOC: The Nyx and Natalie thing started when someone asked who Delphi’s best friend from school was, and I invented a name: Natalie Rosier. Someone was inspired (!!) and ran with it and started sending asks as though they were Natalie, and then Nyx Snape-Carrow showed up as the third part of their own little Hogwarts golden trio, and someone else started sending asks as Nyx, and they became blog-canon.I know Nyx now even has her own blog, I think the others do too, but I haven’t seen them on my dash lately, perhaps they are inactive now.

Note: I do tag all of my asks by the people and topics involved, so if you prefer any certain recurring OC’s (or even canon characters) be filtered off of your dash, you can filter them out as you would undesirable topics.

Other tags that may be of use to people looking to filter their Voldecontent:

#sex

#fmk (for the plethora of fuck marry kill asks he gets - maybe thats not your jam)

#wools (this one is in reference to Tom’s childhood in the orphanage, and is often paired with child neglect and abuse)

violence is split into specifics: #torture, #murder, #killing,

I also tag for pregnancy, abuse, rape mentions, and mental health

This is also a good time to remind my followers that while Voldemort will say and do plenty of problematic and evil shit, I do not publish the following:

allusions to bella and voldy being physically abusive to Delphi

jokes about suicide, self-harm, etc

overly graphic sexual content, as there are more and more minors following this blog, and honestly, that’s not the tone here. I’ve gone into shady territory in the past, but I’m reconsidering the level of explicit that I will publish (there’s one in my askbox about orgasm denial that is on thin ice and I’ve been pondering this rule lately)

Voldemort will never tell anyone to harm themselves, nor will he mock anyone grammar or writing style. We’re all here to have fun and grow as writers. His insults will be far more creative, because that’s the content you all deserve.

TERF-y shit. JKR is a transphobic TERF and none of that shit is allowed here on my blog.

#ooc #admin #not voldemort #psa #rules #101 #ocs #recurring ocs #tags #characters #helpful info #about #voldy 101 #Anonymous

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piraticusdorm · 4 years

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Could I ask for #1 from the ask game with your 3 ocs and my 3 spooky boys 🥺👉👈 or just one of yours and one of my boys if 3 is too many qwq

SDFGHDF ye!! Thank you for sending!

I couldn’t find their profiles but since it’s a first-impression thing it’s fine. I think!

1 - What does (Your!oc) think of (My!oc)?

Viktor

Conrad: Oh he’d be up for some gambles! But much like Azul he isn’t fan of games he has no control over, and enjoys finding ways he can tip the odd in his favor. After all he’s sure Viktor isn’t playing fair either. So he wouldn’t jump right into it, would watch him first since he’s interesting. I could see them having a mutual beneficial alliance or a kind of hushed rivarly!

Tink: Thinks Viktor is weird but harmless. I mean, he seems friendly enough! And it’s not like the rest of his dorm is normal. That does make him more fun than the other dorm leaders though. He’d think the stitches are like a fashion thing or something.

Krok: Finds him pretty but feels something off about Viktor. In particular the odd smell he can sense sometimes around him... he’d give it some thought but as long as he isn’t a threat he won’t talk about it. Shady people are a dime a dozen in this school and Conrad is smarter than him, so he usually doesn’t need to say anything.

Salem:

Conrad: So tempted to do the “psppspsps” thing to him. But waits until Lucius or another cat is around so he can have plausible deniability that it totally wasn't aimed at Salem. Thinks Salem’s really good at magic and wouldn’t be above asking him for advice on it.

Tink: They’d get along like cat and dog- dfgdfg ok no. Tink thinks Salem is a bit too stuck up, or would comment how he’s too full of himself. But look who’s talking. Self awareness? He doesn’t know her. Has been tempted to grab Salem’s tail before but got caught before he could.

Krok: He wants to touch the cat ears so badly. He won’t, that’s rude, but he still stares. Doesn’t approach Salem but stares at his cat ears and tail. He finds them so cute he would just eat him up! Perhaps literally

Nyx:

Conrad: The kid unnerves him at first. He’s used to dealing with people younger than him but there’s just something not quite right there. Would be interested in that mystery but also just feel bad for the kid. It’s the big bro instinct... and just plain curiosity.

Tink: He doesn’t like Nyx since he changes so often. Sometimes he’s fun to be around, then boring, the just insufferable. Tink doesn’t know what his deal and isn’t interested. Kids these days smh.

Krok: He often carries candy with him so he’d be willing to share some with Nyx. Thinks he’s just a moody kid. Being teenager is hard. Smells something weird around him too but just lumps it on the “#teenthings” corner.

#conrad #tink #krok #as you can see conrad is the only one with braincells #minoux-x #Asks

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pinabble · 4 years

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"Starting to think this isn't some high magi-tech armor..."

Is hard to tell when that shady merchant is telling the truth about this relatively cheap armor or if it's just a skimpy thing when you live in a world of science fiction when everything can make a thin bulletproof energy field around you...

One of those draw your OC in this Meme's, Nyx added a belt for batteries~

#Pinabble Art #Nyx #Outfit Meme

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gins-potter · 2 years

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I posted 14,983 times in 2021

1321 posts created (9%)

13662 posts reblogged (91%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 10.3 posts.

I added 23,747 tags in 2021

#0 - 2295 posts

#all queued up and no place to go - 8908 posts

#jess watches - 3245 posts

#one chicago - 2556 posts

#chicago fire - 1354 posts

#oc spoilers - 1246 posts

#chicago pd - 1153 posts

#911 spoilers - 1117 posts

#tgv - 1102 posts

#evan buckley - 771 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#hot tip from mama jess; if you want a good work out have someone piss you off beforehand because if you’re anything like me you’ll go feral

My Top Posts in 2021

a random assortment of things i need after acosf

feyre and mor going to train with the valkyries

and feyre and nesta learning from each other and deepening their relationship

the inner circle and the (original three) valkyrie coming together and becoming the ultimate court of dreams

seriously though imagine the fucking power of that court

un-fucking-paralleled

nesta taking feyre and elain to walk the ten thousand steps together

(the fucking symbolism of this being an act of healing between them and the mutual decision to leave the past behind them)

rhys carrying nyx around in one of those baby slings while he does Official High Lord Things™️

nesta, sarcastic-smirks-more-than-she-smiles-literally-death-personified nesta being the one to make nyx laugh for the first time

rhys dealing with all the trauma he’s accumulated

nesta and cassian dancing around the House together

uncles cazriel being left alone with nyx for the first time and promptly panicking because they have no idea how to take care of a baby

them panicking even harder when nyx sneezes because they’re convinced feysand will kill them for letting him get sick on their watch

nyx sneezing for the third time and a little cloud of darkness coming out of his nose

cassian yeeting himself out the window to go find feysand leaving az holding nyx (who’s probably laughing lbr here) like he’s a ticking bomb

feyre finger painting with toddler!nyx

azriel finding a home with the valkyrie that he could never find with the illyrians

119 notes • Posted 2021-02-28 06:57:53 GMT

Okay but the juxtaposition between Jay, Kev, and Trudy doing the by the book grid search, compared to Hailey, Adam, and Voight doing the shady knock and searches. And all of is being centered around Kim who I think has been the true wild card in this debate because we’ve never really seen what side she’s on. And then the fact that it was Jay and Kevin who ultimately found her? Cause they went about things the right way? The imagery of that? The power of that? Unparalleled.

124 notes • Posted 2021-05-27 03:27:59 GMT

i feel like it needs to be said that:

‘losing a child is a deeply traumatic experience and i have sympathy for what the buckley parents went through’

and

‘their grief does not excuse them emotionally abusing maddie and buck’

are not mutually exclusive statements. you can have sympathy for what they went through when they lost daniel and at the same time still hold them responsible for their actions and behaviours when raising maddie and buck.

159 notes • Posted 2021-02-09 06:42:26 GMT

Carlos really went from '??? what are cow eyes ???' to 'i'm gonna end this man's whole career' in the space of 0.5 second huh?

175 notes • Posted 2021-05-05 03:15:03 GMT

The absolute grown up energy of Adam having the self restraint to stay with Mikayla while the love of his life is fighting for her life in a hospital. Does anyone else feel like Kim’s going to wake up and hear that Adam’s been taking care of Mikayla the whole time and finally FINALLY realise how much he’s grown up and changed?

190 notes • Posted 2021-05-27 03:38:21 GMT

Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review

I was tagged by @queenophelia to share my year in review. Consider this me tagging you if you want to share.

#my 2021 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #Just Jess things

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phoenyxrising · 3 years

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Phoenyx Jae Trevelyan-Araiani

Backstory for Phoenyx, my most in-depth OC for Dragon Age. She is one of the main characters in me and my friends story, The Love That Shook Thedas.

Phoenyx, Nyx for short, is the second youngest of the Trevelyan children. Born in 9:12 Dragon to Altair and Victoria Trevelyan. She was born Corvus Jay and she was to become a Templar like her brother Gawain.

The family is originally from Tevinter, but Altair's father was the Teyrn; ruler of Ostwick. When he passed away, Altair was the heir and took his place as Teyrn. At the time, only Callum and Raven, the first set of twins in the family, were born. After the Twins, came Gawain, then Circe and Corvus, then Aya.

He grew up between two girls, his older (by a few minutes) twin sister Circe and younger sister Aya. Raven, his eldest sister, was already in the Circle when she was born. And his brothers, Gawain and Callum were never home as well, due to one being a Templar and the other the Trevelyan Heir: he was always with their father. They all never had time to play with him.

Before Circe got sent to the Circle, he and his sisters always played dress up, but Corvusliked to wear the dresses a lot more than the other two. His sisters never thought this was a problem and they kept playing, until Altair found them one day and scolded Corvus. He wasn’t allowed to play with his sisters anymore after that. Corvus was only 6. Altair began to teach and train him for the templars despite them stating he would be better off as Brother in the Chantry.

Corvus had to sneak around the fact he never stopped liking wearing dresses and acting like a girl. He would attempt to let his hair grow long but his father would immediately have it chopped off if it reached his jawline. It wasn’t until his 13th birthday that he told his parents that he no longer wanted to be Corvus and that he wanted to be a girl. His father was furious, blaming his first cousin, Dorian, who had recently revealed to his parents that he liked men. (The two were inseparable everytime Victoria’s sister, Aquinea, visited.) Victoria and Alitair were no longer married at this point in time. But they lived together to keep appearances up. When Corvus tells his parents about being a girl, his mother is somewhat accepting but his father downright kicks him out.

Altair doesn't disown him in hopes he’ll come around, but kicks him out with nothing. His second to eldest brother, Gwain, finds this out, does not care about him wanting to be a woman (he himself is a closested gay) and gives him a hefty sum of gold to help Corvus on him travels. Corvus had enough knowledge and skill with a blade to survive on his own.

She was on her own for almost a year until she had made her way to Antiva where she ran into Zervan, a member of the Crows, by trying to steal his coin purse. He liked her spark and took her to the Crow’s headquarters, training her personally. The Crows protested heavily, only training children from a young age. But Zevran persisted and they begrudgingly approved. She went by Cory for years, unsure of what to actually call herself now that she was her own person. It wasn’t until she was made to fight another master to prove her worth. She fell into a fire pit and came out almost untouched, did Zevran give her the name she was meant to have, Phoenyx. Like the mythical firebird, Corvus was reborn that day.

Phoenyx quickly rose through the ranks over the years, making a name for herself. She became a feared assassin in Thedas being at Zevran’s side. Once the 5th Blight hit, Zevran was contracted to kill the remaining Grey Wardens in Ferelden. He asked her to accompany him on the trip but then left her in Denerim while he went to make the kill, with orders to return home if he didn’t come back to Denerim in 5 months time. Those 5 months passed, but she waited a little longer. One day, he showed up in Denerim with the Warden and his party. Phoenyx was not shocked by this in the slightest. Warden Surana offered to help with a list of small tasks that Phoenyx had received while they were in Denerim.

After the Blight was defeated, Zevran and Phoenyx returned home, with a fire in their eyes to take out the leadership of the Crows. With the information they learned from Taliesin before his betrayal, they went to Guili Arainai, who was the head of the Arainai house and 8th Talon. They formulated a plan and put it into motion over the course of the next 10 years.

At some point, the Crows received a contract to kill one Knight-Commander Meredith Stannard in Kirkwall. Phoenyx agreed to the contract, and set sail. She spent more time there than planned, but when she arrived she was not aware of the rebellion being as far along as it was. She had to run reconnaissance before formulating a plan. A plan that never went into motion. However, during her recon, she encounters Raleigh Samson abusing and tormenting Cullen Rutherford over something. Cullen finds him smuggling letters. Cullen threatens to turn him in and Samson punches him. Phoenyx not taking kindly to people being beaten, she jumps between the two. Kicking Samson’s ass before fleeing into the night. Their eyes briefly meet before she takes off. The rebellion went full swing when the mage Anders blew up the Chantry. She felt obliged to help the Hawks. At the end, the Hawks thanked her and she immediately left town.

*Come 9:38 Dragon, Phoenyx was the happiest she'd been in her life. She had found who she thought to be her life partner, Illario Dellamorte, a few years back, she was almost at Talon status, somewhere she thought she'd never be. She had finally found her family.

Though Illario decided one day he wanted nothing to do with her. He said many things to her, but the one that stuck is that she'd never be a real woman. Phoenyx took a downward spiral. She knew he was right. But she had heard of people using blood magic to change themselves before.

So, she found a shady mage who had the abilities she desired. The spell almost worked but it ultimately failed. She was left with male genitalia, but she had a small chest and her body and face shape was more womanly. Phoenyx was however left gravely injured from the process and had to take 4 months to recover. Zevran was the one to find her in The Weyrs.*

The plan to take down the leadership of the Crows went smoothly after that and Zevran was the choice to become first Talon. One last contract for Phoenyx came before she was meant to take her position as second Talon, and that was to assassinate Chancellor Roderick Asignon at the Conclave.

(Anything added inbetween asterisks * are new things that I have forgotten to add) If you have any questions about Phoenyx please feel free to DM me whether on here or discord (info found in me+rules)

#spitfire #phoenyxarainai #da:i oc #dragonageoc #dragon age rp #backstory #antivan crows #oc roleplay

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shady-nyx · 4 months

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Whole bunch of drawings for Strange Specters!!! Finally a name!!!

Jordan

Shokkābatto

Nasu Babā

Lisha

Goldfish Yokai person

#artist #oc #original character #digital artist #art #illustration #procreate #aesthetic #yokai #yokaiart #japanese yokai #strange specters #shady nyx ocs #doodle digital #my art #artist on tumblr

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creative-frequency · 6 years

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Bad for Me Ch. 26: Pulling the Weeds

Word count: 4810 Pairing: Nyx x OC (Eve Leonis) Warnings: some NSFW-ish Notes: Heyy, it’s been forever since the last update, I know. I really wanna thank @lucianhuntress for the constant support and whipping to get me to finish this fic. Also thank you @mystic-fawn for your encouraging words a while back. I really needed to hear that <3

Previous Chapter

Bad for Me Masterlist

“The world must look so different when you’re Nyx Ulric, the hero of the glaives!” Pelna jeered through the communication device.

“No, he just overlooks minor details,” Eve said matching his tone.

“Shut up, I’m trying my best here!” Nyx shouted.

“Nyx, you don’t have time for–!” Eve retorted, an anxious undertone clear in her voice.

“I KNOW,” Nyx yelled back. He looked frantically around him, trying to spot something at least a bit suspicious looking. ‘It should be connected to these wires here…’ he thought and quickened his pace.

They had arrived to Lestallum earlier, soon after the midday. While Pelna had gone to book hotel rooms for them, Nyx and Eve had at once began tracking down the supposed rebels residing in the city. They had talked to people, even paid for gossip and were endlessly pointed to the next and the next person after that.

Nyx had already begun to feel discouraged. He was not used to such missions requiring detective skills. He was much better at just kicking ass in the battle field. Detective work was Crownsguard’s duty.

However, Eve trusted her gut in such matters and had refused give up until they had caught up with the rebel group. She was eager to get the mission over with and to return home.

Pelna had been positioned outside the EXINERIS power plant, when they had finally gotten lucky. He had seen a person lurking by the staff entrance, waiting for someone to conveniently come out so they could slip in. In two shakes, Pelna had confronted the woman, who indeed was at the power plant in shady business.

Just a quick lightshow with flames dancing on a palm had made her sing the whole rebel plan. Except that she didn’t know much about it, just like all her rebel comrades. Apparently, their Imperial contact had delivered them some devices that had to be wired into the electric network inside the power plant. That way the rebels could have disabled the electric current going into the network and effectively shut down half of Eos.

The rebels’ motivation was to stop Lestallum from feeding its precious power source to anyone living outside the city. Apparently some Imperial scientist had theorized that the meteor shards that were used as the ultimate source of power in the plant could spontaneously combust or just grow cold. Of course, it was obvious Imperial propaganda, but the calculations and scientific documents presented to the people in the rebel group were convincing enough.

The glaives supposed that the Empire’s actual motivation behind feeding such a desperate attempt was to cause as much harm as possible for the former citizens of Lucis. They did not care that the people, who would suffer the most from the loss of electricity, resided in areas conquered by the imperials themselves. If such a plan would succeed, it would also put Insomnia and its king under great duress, possibly forcing him to surrender in the ongoing war.

So to put the plan in motion, the rebels had been planting the devices all around the city’s electricity network and all that was left was the power plant itself.

Pelna had caught the woman trying to enter with the intention of wiring the device, but there were already two devices planted earlier. If they would go off, which was likely to happen if the rebels would catch wind that they had been spotted, they could still do an insurmountable amount of damage – all the while the rebels thought they were only stopping the electricity from flowing outside the city.

Pelna had found the other device inside the plant and Nyx was circling the lower section in search of the other. Eve was running around the city, warping forward whenever the way was clear, and checking the junction boxes visible in the streets.

There was no time for careful unwiring so they just had to freeze the devices to buy some time. The Lestallum police force had been alarmed, but they would not simply be able to organize quickly enough to arrange a search.

So Eve ran, warped and froze the shining metallic cubes connected to the wires and then reported their locations for the police via a radiophone.

“I found it!” Nyx finally said into the communication device. The power plant was humming in his background, muddying his voice. Also the suits he and Pelna had had to wear to go inside the plant were making the signals a bit unreliable.

Eve sighed in relief.

“Alright, it’s frozen–“

The power in the whole city went off.

“Guys, we might have a little problem. The night will fall in mere moments and if the people don’t have lights on–“ Eve spluttered hastily, forcing the panic out of her system.

“Nyx you need to thaw and dismantle it!” Pelna said. He was making his way downstairs to Nyx as quickly as he could in the clumsy suit.

“Fulgurian’s ass–!” Nyx cursed. With a burst of fire, he warmed the cube.

“Let me!”

Nyx was already getting into a defensive stance as he turned to see who had spoken to him. One of the EXINERIS workers was running towards him, Pelna close on her heels.

Nyx quickly stepped aside, and admired as adept hands opened the metallic cube and pincers made their work through the hefty pack of wires.

“Pray this works,” the woman said and yanked the cube away, throwing it at Nyx, who caught it dumbfound.

The three seconds of darkness felt like an eternity. Eve was standing still in the middle of happily bustling people in the dark street. Everyone was wondering out loud what had happened. If they only had known what the real cause for the blackout was, chaos would have ensued.

Pelna glanced at Nyx, uncharacteristic worry etching his brows together. Nyx didn’t even dare to breathe.

The worker woman leaned back and crossed her arms. The electricity returned with a slow humming sound.

“Yes!” Pelna screamed and high-fived Nyx.

“Great work guys!” Eve cheered in their ears.

The traffic in the streets resumed quickly as if nothing had happened. Eve had to lean her back at the nearest wall. She realized that her hands were shaking. Her whole body was shaking from the relief.

“I’ll meet you at the police station,” Eve said into the communication device.

Thirty minutes later the three kingsglaives were staring strictly at the rebel woman who had been caught earlier. She had given all the information she had and the names of her accomplices to the police, so the forces had set out to find the rest of the rebels. There was not much to do for the glaives anymore and they could not have been happier about that.

“Thank you again for your help, on behalf of the whole city,” the chief of the police force said. She was a stern-looking woman in her forties. She gave an approving nod to each of the glaives. “I hope you don’t mind coming in tomorrow to give your statements. It’s getting late and I’m sure you wish to rest.”

“The pleasure was ours,” Nyx said. The look on his face was a mixture of triumphant and exhausted smile.

The police chief gave one final nod before darting after the prisoner that was being taken away.

Eve yawned hiding it behind her palm. Pelna gave her an amused look.

“Good work, team,” Nyx said. “You okay?” he asked from Eve. The magic use had taken its toll on her and along with the mental exhaustion, she was getting sleepy.

“Yeah, I just want to hug the hotel bed. Preferably as soon as possible,” Eve said and stifled another yawn.

“Ditto,” Pelna commented as they began walking out of the police station. Lestallum was as hot and bright as ever. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary and that peaceful view just made everything worthwhile.

“So… where will we sleep tonight?” Nyx asked curiously since it had been Pelna’s job to get the hotel rooms.

“I got us a room at the Leville, it’s this way.”

“Hold on. A room?” Eve asked slowly.

Nyx turned quickly to look at her and then Pelna, who was happily pacing forward.

“Pelna, did you think we’ll all sleep in the same room?” Nyx asked to clear it up. ‘I guess that means no sneaking into Eve’s room in the middle of the night…’

“Is that a problem?” Pelna turned to look at him and Eve, and continued to walk backwards.

“No, it’s fine,” Eve said harshly and gave Nyx a look that said she knew exactly what he was thinking, because the very same thing was on her mind too.

They arrived at the hotel and Pelna opened the room door. It was larger than Eve would’ve thought, but since she had never actually stayed in a hotel before, her mental image was based only on her imagination. Their bags were laid on the floor and Eve began gratefully searching for clean clothes.

“I really need a drink,” Pelna said and grabbed his backbag.

There were four beds and Nyx flopped on the nearest on his back. “Me too,” he rasped.

“You wanna go out?” Eve asked, pulling a clean shirt from the bag on her bed.

“Why not? We have deserved it,” Nyx said, eyes still on the ceiling.

Eve frowned. She didn’t think it was appropriate to drink on the job, even though their part had most likely been fulfilled already.

“Well, if you don’t mind, I’m gonna shower first. I’m all sweaty and gross,” Eve said. She gathered her clean clothes and other appropriate supplies, and slammed the bathroom door shut behind her. She double checked that it was locked, before starting to undress.

Nyx let out a weary sigh on the bed. ‘Oh, if only…’

“What’s wrong, man?” Pelna asked. He sat down on another bed, browsing through his stuff so he could shower after Eve.

“Mm, nothing. It’s just been a long day,” Nyx mumbled.

“Oh, yeah? Well, you’re right. Nice work back there, hero.” Pelna grinned and also lay down. He could have cried from joy as his tense back muscles relaxed finally.

“Thanks. You too, man.”

They chatted about something nonsensical while waiting for Eve. Nyx heard how the water was splashing in the bathroom and he would’ve given a lot to join Eve in there.

Almost an hour later, the three glaives stepped outside to the streets of Lestallum. It was getting quite late and there were only occasional pedestrians still out, heading on to their businesses. Most people were gathered in the street restaurants and bars dotting the city view.

“Just one drink then,” Eve said when Pelna placed a suspicious mug before her.

Nyx flashed a smirk at her, before raising his mug in the air. “For hearth,” he said.

“And home,” Pelna and Eve replied, both trying to keep their voices down, but not their beaming smiles contained.

They drank for a moment in silence, drowsily looking around them. Eve had livened up a bit from the cool shower, but she was still sleepy. She felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. Using her skills for good gave her a feeling that she had found her purpose.

“So, tomorrow we give our statements to the police and head back to Insomnia?” Eve asked and placed her mug on the table.

“We probably should stay another night,” Nyx said, “Just to keep an eye on the situation. I’d hate to read it from the paper in Insomnia that Lestallum blew up after we left.”

“You’ve got a point there,” Pelna said and pointed at Nyx. He sipped his drink and grimaced.

“Oh, right. Of course,” Eve said slowly, staring at the buildings on the other side of the street. “Well at least we don’t have to sleep in tents.”

Nyx laughed. “It’s not that terrible, right?” His question was loaded with a knowing tone and it made a slight blush creep on Eve’s cheeks. She wanted to step on Nyx’s toes, but he was sitting too far.

“I’d take a night in a nice hotel room before camping any time,” Eve said and squinted her eyes warningly at Nyx.

He replied with a smirk.

“Well who wouldn’t?” Pelna stated, seemingly oblivious to their exchange.

Their mugs emptied fast and their eyelids became more and more heavy. Pelna would have been up for another round of drinks, but Eve could hardly keep from dozing off on her seat.

“You guys can stay, I’m heading to the room,” Eve said and stood up.

Nyx’s gaze was fixated on her, trying to find a hidden message behind her words. “I’ll come too. Can’t leave a girl walking alone at this time of the night.”

“So why’d you leave Pelna here alone then?” Eve jeered.

“Oi!” Pelna shouted, making the other two glaives laugh. “Fine, then. Let’s head back. It’s been a hell of a trip already,” he complied and turned his mug upside down one last time to fish the last eluding drops of liquid on his tongue.

“That it has,” Nyx agreed. He was still eyeing Eve, who showed him a quick, reassuring smile. They were okay. Another mission had been a success and they would live to die another day.

It didn’t take long before the hotel room was filled with light snoring and deep breaths. Using magic always took its toll and a good night’s sleep in a comfortable bed was true luxury for a glaive on a mission. The trio slept like logs to be woken up by the bright rays of sun warming the room.

Nyx was the first one to open his eyes. He yawned and turned. He loved to see Eve wake up in the morning. She looked so innocent before collecting her air to display a barrier around her, meant to shield her from the world’s roughness. There was something so vulnerable in her demeanor, but it was gone is seconds, before she could finish rubbing her sleepy eyes.

“Good morning,” Nyx greeted in a husky voice. He couldn’t hold back the sweet smile. Far too few times he had been able to witness the sight before him.

“Morning,” Eve replied quietly. They weren’t sure if Pelna was still asleep.

Nyx and Eve looked at each other, both smiling in earnest in the morning light.

“Uhh, what time is it…” Pelna whined from his bed from the other side of the room.

“Morning, Pelna,” Eve said, eyes still on Nyx’s smile.

The day started up slowly. Their first stop after breakfast was the police station. Since they had decided to stay for another day, they would have to find something to do while laying low and keeping their eyes and ears open.

The visit to the police station to give their statements was painfully sluggish. Apparently there was a lot of paper work to be done and they had to wait for the police chief to come in to listen too.

“It’s so much easier being a glaive…” Nyx remarked as his eyes wandered around the station. Officers were darting in different directions, handling papers, and bringing in and listening to the eyewitnesses.

Pelna snorted.

“Yeah… just kick ass, that’s it,” Eve retorted amused and folded her arms on her chest. For a moment her thought were on Cor.

All of the glaives were wearing casual clothing so no one would recognize them, but the three totally not inconspicuous looking outsiders were still gathering vast odd and curious glances. Pelna was taking the chance to trade some winks with the prettiest ladies in the station, earning some giggles and some disgusted frowns.

“Pelna, you don’t have to play it like Furia,” Nyx deadpanned, “We’re not here for fun.”

“As if, hero,” Pelna replied, not taking his eyes away from a red-haired officer who had just smiled at him.

“Well, go ask her for lunch,” Eve urged. Nyx shot her a questioning look, but she had a mischievous glint in her eyes. “You know a city is best viewed with a local guide, right?”

Nyx sighed, but continued Eve’s attempt, “Yeah, she’s an officer so she probably knows a lot.”

“Totally,” Eve said nodding. She had to bite her lip to restrain her grin.

Pelna was not amused at all by their teasing. “Shut it, you two. I’ll go ask her out just to spite you!”

“Oh, really? Wow, aren’t you a rebel.” Eve couldn’t contain her chuckles anymore.

Pelna took off after the pretty officer, leaving Nyx and Eve to lean against the wall and burst into laughter.

After the matters at the police station had been settled, Pelna had been rejected, and Nyx and Eve had laughed until their abdomens hurt, the three glaives headed out to see the city without a guide.

Lestallum was as hot as the day before and most of the locals were wearing only a minimum amount of clothing. Eve was giving venomous side-eyes to Nyx when his gaze lingered for too long in one spot of exposed skin.

“Wanna go to the overlook?” Pelna suggested as they stood once again in the middle of the main promenade.

“Can we go grab a bite first? I’m hungry,” Eve replied.

“Me too. Pelna?” Nyx said and scouted around to spot a suitable place for lunch.

“Nah, I’m good. I think forgot something at the station.” Pelna had a sly grin on his face as he spoke.

Eve rolled her eyes. “Don’t you harass her, she’ll put you in chains.”

“I’m hoping that’ll happen.”

Eve and Nyx groaned.

“Uff–“

“Seriously, Pelna–“

“I’m kidding! You guys go on ahead, I’ll join you at the hotel later,” Pelna said waving them off with a grin on his face.

“Well if you’re sure…” Eve said and her stomach let out a vicious growl.

Nyx laughed at the sound and patted his hand on her shoulder. “Come on; let’s go get you something to eat.”

“Should we call Caitlin to ask if she is in town?” Eve said when the waiter had placed their orders on the table. She was starving, no doubt a direct consequence of the previous day’s taxing magic use. The lunch place was an outdoor café with shaky round tables and bright red umbrellas to shield them from the scorching midday sun.

It took a bit too long for Nyx to process who Eve was talking about.

“Oh by the Six. That redhead sharpshooter whose ass you were drooling after in Duscae.” Eve scoffed in annoyance.

“I wasn’t– never mind…”–Nyx lift up a finger–“But you have to admit: She has a fine ass.”

“I wonder if Pelna is single. We have a lot in common,” Eve said, cutting furiously into the meat on her plate.

“Like what?” Nyx asked amused by her reaction. ‘She’s jealous. Cute.’

“Oh, I don’t know. Like being exclusive about rear staring,” Eve quipped back.

Nyx smirked. “You’d lose all the good in me just for that?” His tone was clearly smug. ‘She’s definitely jealous.’

“Good? Like what?” Eve asked and took a sip of her drink to go with the food.

“Oh, I don’t know... Like the best sex you’ve ever had in your life?” Nyx lowered his tone.

Eve almost choked on her drink. She looked around vigorously to see if anyone had caught Nyx’s stupid comment. There was nobody close enough, luckily.

“Shush!” Eve hissed with rising panic bordering her voice, “This is a public place in case you didn’t notice.”

“I know,” Nyx said quietly. His hand was roaming on her thigh. Eve gripped the hand with a groan. “Since Pelna is taking his sweet time at the station…”

Nyx was staring dreamily into her eyes.

“Nyx! We are still working. Focus,” Eve hissed, but couldn’t help a blushing smile before his gaze. ‘No you focus yourself, Eve.’

Nyx pulled his hand away. “Alright, let me know when you change your mind.”

“…When?”

Two hours later, Eve pushed Nyx against the wall as soon they stepped inside their otherwise empty hotel room. They planted kisses on each other wherever they could reach, hands wandering around to feel the body they could never get enough of.

After lunch they had paced through the Lestallum marketplace. It had been buzzing with people and all sorts of delicious smells had waffled in the air. Eve had bought some spices for Cor and she made a mental note to ask some tips from Ignis for using them.

Before heading to the hotel, Nyx had stolen a few kisses from Eve in an empty alley. It had taken all the self-restraint Eve had to not just suggest finding a cheap motel with him – just to be safe. She had managed to hold on to the leftovers of her professionalism.

But, as soon as their hotel room door had opened, Nyx and Eve had realized that Pelna hadn’t returned yet and that he didn’t have a key of his own.

“I’ve never done it in a hotel room before,” Nyx remarked, peering at Eve with a seductive smile.

Eve had already thrown her shirt on the floor and was in the process of peeling her jeans off. “That’s cool. Now get your pants off before I blow up.”

And he did. As fast he could. Nyx pushed her to the nearest bed and was on top of her in record time; lips hungrily searching hers, hands sinking into her flesh.

Their moment of passion was swift and rough since they had no way of knowing when their roommate would return.

But when the evening arrived, Pelna was still nowhere to be seen. He had sent a message to the hotel that he had “succeeded in his mission” so Nyx and Eve let it be. It was pretty obvious that he was bothering the officer woman somewhere in town.

Also the other reason for not worrying about Pelna was the fact that after receiving the message from the reception desk, Nyx and Eve had the whole room to themselves. And they didn’t leave it again, or get fully dressed until sunrise.

However, during the night they slept in different beds – just in case.

It was three in the morning, when Eve woke up to Nyx throwing around in his bed. She shot up and hurried to see what was wrong with him. She barely registered that Pelna still wasn’t present.

Nyx was whining in his sleep and his brows were deeply creased.

“Nyx! Nyx! Are you okay?” Eve grabbed his shoulders to shake him awake.

Nyx aroused enough from his nightmare to realize someone was trying to grab him, so he swatted Eve’s hands away and pulled his fist back.

Eve gasped and dodged the punch.

“NYX!” she screamed and took a step away. Her heart was thumping in her throat, but her training took over and she was ready to restrain Nyx.

Luckily there was no need since he opened his eyes, panting heavily and trying to take in his surroundings.

“What happened? Are you alright?” Eve questioned, still keeping a distance to Nyx. He was covered in cold sweat and his eyes were widened.

Nyx took a moment to even his breathing and insane heartrate while he was furiously trying to think what to give as an explanation to Eve. He had nightmares – nightmares from the Imperial attack in Galahd where he had lost his sister, Selena. Eve didn’t know about that. She didn’t have to.

But Nyx knew Eve wouldn’t have agreed with him on that one, so he took another deep breath.

“It was just a nightmare. Everything’s fine.”

Eve squinted. ‘A nightmare? He expects me to believe that… Seriously…’

“And I’m the Queen of Lucis. What’s going on, Nyx?” Eve questioned sternly. She had sat down on Nyx’s bed, gaze fixated on him.

Nyx sighed. His brows creased into a line and he looked away – he couldn’t look her in the eye while lying.

“Nyx… Please tell me,” Eve pleaded. She placed her hand on Nyx’s arm, but he pulled away. Eve wasn’t fazed by that. Something was obviously going on and she was starting to have a good idea what.

“This has something to do with your freezing on the field in Secullam. Am I right?”

Nyx didn’t answer. He still looked away.

“Am I right?” Eve asked louder.

“It’s fine. Let’s go back to–“

“No. Don’t you dare, Nyx. Talk to me,” Eve commanded so sternly that Cor would’ve been proud of her tone.

Nyx gritted his teeth. He was torn. Part of him wanted to just tell Eve off and go back to sleep, but risking their relationship for this was not worth it. Yet, he wanted to tell her everything about what had happened in Galahd that day; how he still had nightmares about it and how for some reason fighting alongside with someone he wanted to protect so much was so difficult for him.

Nyx had thought about all of those things so often that it hurt his head to mull them over anymore. The only conclusion he had come up with, was that he didn’t want to lose Eve. He could not lose her. Not for as long as he had a saying in the matter.

“Nyx, please…” Eve stared into Nyx’s blue eyes. She didn’t shun begging if that was needed to get him into talking.

Nyx cleared his throat and took Eve’s hand. “Alright. I’ll tell you everything, but just… not tonight”–Eve was about to start protesting, before he continued–“It was a nightmare, okay. But I’m fine now.”

Eve’s gaze softened and her fingers intertwined with his. “I take it this was not the first one?”

“Or the last.”

Eve bit her lip. “How I hear about this only now?”

The answer was, of course, because of the fact that they had barely spent nights together. Or when they had, their pastime had not been sleep. Nyx had also noticed that sleeping next to someone, especially Eve, helped him to sleep better and without nightmares.

“I’m sorry,” Nyx said huskily. “Let’s talk later about it, okay?”

Eve stared at his face for a long time before she nodded curtly.

“Pelna! Where were you the whole night?” Nyx yelped the moment their colleague walked into the hotel room with a key borrowed from the reception. Eve had been loitering on the balcony so they had seen him strutting towards the Leville. The pair stood accusingly in the middle of the room, waiting to reprimand their friend.

“Out?” Pelna chuckled. “Didn’t you guys get my message? Besides, I figured I’d give you guys some privacy.” His tone was sly, almost impish and he began searching for a change of clothes.

“Sure we did, but what are you implying?” Eve said frowning and folded her arms on her chest.

Pelna shot an amused look at her. It seemed like he had had some kind of revelation during the night. Eve didn’t want to know the details.

“Oh come on. I appreciate your tact towards me, but really, there’s no need.” He spread his arms nonchalantly and winked at Nyx.

Nyx caught his meaning and a wave of relief flushed through him. He grabbed Eve’s waist to pull her closer and planted a wet kiss on her temple.

“Nyx–!” Eve squeaked in horror, before realizing what Pelna had meant by “tact”. Nevertheless she pushed Nyx away while her face was steadily getting redder. ‘You gotta be kidding me–’

“I don’t think you guys could’ve kept your hands away from each other if you’d known that I know,” Pelna laughed.

“That’s not true–!” Eve protested.

“–You’re right,” Nyx spoke at the same time. Eve threw a death glare at him while Pelna was laughing only harder. The guys were enjoying the situation far too much and it annoyed Eve greatly.

“I can’t believe she told you!” Eve said disappointed in her friend.

“Who? Crowe?” Pelna asked, “Nah, she only said ‘good luck with them’, and you guys filled in the rest.”

Their secret was gradually crumbling apart like a sand castle. Eve groaned aloud while Nyx hummed in amusement.

“Well then, since there’s no need to hide it anymore,” Nyx said and leaned down to press a kiss on Eve’s half-open mouth. Her surprised yelp was muffled by the kiss before she could wiggle away.

“What in Ifrit’s horns Nyx!” Eve growled after she managed to push him at an arm’s end.

Nyx just smirked in triumph before letting go of her waist.

“It’s going to be a long ride home,” Pelna whined, not so amused by the situation anymore, “I swear to Bahamut if I hear anything besides snoring from your tent, you’ll walk home!”

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