#styxx anaxkolasi. / int. / nicklas williams. / headstrongblake

[myhiraeth]

@headstrongblake sent: lost and found reverse / nick&styxx 

this is how i die. 

They’d all split up; its his least favorite tactic but they’d had no choice with how pinned down they were. Their last resort was to split up, but he’d doubled back to make sure the woads had him in their crosshairs to avoid them going after the others, and the effort had cost him. He snapped the tail of the arrow that had pierced his side but hadn’t taken the whole arrow out for fear of bleeding out before he can reach the others. There wasn’t anything to be done about the one that had gone in and out of his calf or the bruised- possibly broken- ribs from the mace he’d taken to the side. 

Now, alone, wandering the woods and wondering why they hadn’t just finished him off when they had the chance, he stumbled from tree to tree, leaving bloodied handprints against the bark of the trees he passed, haphazardly trying to navigate his way home as bloodloss started to seep in and his thoughts started to go foggy. Finally he missed a step and went crashing to the ground, only able to push himself into a sitting position against a tree and wait for death. 

how long will they wait for me before they realize what happened? please, gods, let nick take care of them.   he doesn’t want to be in charge but please, he’s all they’ve got… i beg you, don’t punish octavia for my actions- please watch over her… she’s lost two important men to her now… give her strength to keep going don’t let louis get them killed…  let fox find the others safely…  let mbege realize they can be his family if he lets them…

He’s drifting in and out of consciousness, tears slipping down his cheeks at the thought of his little family having to go on alone, at the terrifying thought that he might not be the only one that didn’t make it back to them, that his decision to split up might have gotten more than just him killed. 

And then Nick’s voice, muffled at first but growing louder, then hands on him, trying to shake loose the white fog clouding his head, forcing him back, for whatever it was worth, to the land of the living, framed around Nicklas’ familiar, fearful expression. 

“ hey adelfos… ” he breathes, unaware of the blood trickling out of his mouth.  

#headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / int. / nicklas williams. / headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / verse. / pv. / king arthur. / headstrongblake

[myhiraeth]

@headstrongblake sent: ❝ i should fucking stab you. ❞ / nicklas @ octavia but in front of styxx cause o took foxie on a run when he was napping cause idk maybe he's sick, zombie

“ Nick, stop, you should be resting- ” Fox has slipped in front of him, between him and Octavia despite Styxx’s presence, her words less because of the threat in his and more concerned that he was going to make himself more sick by being so worked up. 

I’d like to see you try it, Williams. Octavia’s retort was less concerned and more challenging, and though Fox threw her a ‘please don’t’ look, she had only opened her mouth to try to diffuse Nick before Styxx was speaking, having strode over on ridiculously long legs to stand in the space between Octavia and Nick, looking between the both of them. 

“ Enough, both of you. ”  He looks to Nicklas first.   “ Fox is an adult, she made the choice to go out. Supply needs don’t stop just because you’re sick, and everyone still needs to contribute. You threaten someone in the group again, and you’ll be out. ” 

“ Styxx- ” Fox had barely begun her protest before he turned cutting blue eyes on her. 

“ In-fighting is a quick way to die, Fox. Nick’s smart enough to know that. As for you, ”  He turns that sharp gaze to Octavia.   “ You know Nick’s protective over Fox- same way Louis is with you. You know better than to vanish with her while he’s ill. That said, you, ” and then it was Fox’s turn.   “ Need to figure out how to balance being part of a couple versus being part of a group. You and Nick need to figure out what you’re both comfortable doing and contribute that. If you leaving alone is going to make him uneasy, it’s your responsibility to figure out how to accommodate that. ” 

He glances between the three of them.   “ Everyone clear? I’m tired of the in-fighting. You all need to figure out this animosity. ” 

Fox’s hand was still against Nick’s chest, paused in it’s pleading for him to calm down, and despite the electricity in the air, she shrank against him a little. Contrition in the face of Styxx’s accusation of her contribution to the tension between Nick and Octavia had stopped her from even denying that she and Nick were a couple. All she could do was nod and whisper once more to Nick that he should be resting. 

#headstrongblake #fox. / int. / nicklas willams. / headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / int. / nicklas williams #fox. / int. / octavia blake. / headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / int. / octavia blake. / headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / verse. / zombieverse #fox. / verse. / zombieverse

[myhiraeth]

@headstrongblake [ ���𝐚𝐜𝐤 ] : receiver pleads sender to not go. / nick/styxx arthur? zombie?

" It'll be okay, " He reassures, pulling Nick in for a hug. Roman soldiers linger behind them, toward the gates of the little village they'd been watching since the siege they'd interrupted a few weeks ago. They'd been tasked to save the village and help rebuild it- a simple enough task… but they were still new to being on their own, and well…. Roman hierarchy didn't sit well with their whole Equites and they'd run into some trouble with the senator that owned the village.

Hence the arrival of proper Roman soldiers with a summon for Styxx to appear in front of their commander to explain the uproar they ( specifically a dark haired girl and her firey counterpart ) had caused.

" You'll be in charge a couple weeks at most. I'll be back as soon as I can. " He checks his sheathed sword, and refastens his cloak. " You know the drill as well as I do, " of course he does- he helped create it, "Rely on Mbege for lookout, on Fox for peacekeeping. Keep Louis busy and he won't be nearly as disruptive." He cups Nick's jaw with one hand briefly. " You have this. "

He turned to go back to Troian. "Octavia!" He calls to her where she's conversing quietly with Fox. The girls look up and he nods to Helios. " Let's go. "

#headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / int. / nicklas williams. / headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / verse. / pv. / king arthur. / headstrongblake #q things. /

[myhiraeth]

@headstrongblake “You know, you keep fretting over everyone else, but you won’t even take a second to relax, yourself.” / nick & styxx [ king arthur au ]

“ Stop. ” He orders low. They’re all equals, they were all snatched at relatively the same ages, they’d all received the same ruthless training that only a few dozen had survived, they’d all learned to lean on each other and rely on each other and protect each other together. But it was Styxx who had already been training for war before the Roman soldiers had shown up. It was Styxx who had grown up Roman and grown up told that this conscription was an honor, not an obligation, grew up with a sword in his hand and training every day, most of the day. It was Styxx who had taken the role of leader, who had stepped between the others and the soldiers training them, who had taken hits and punishments when he could to give the others time to adjust to this new, brutal, unforgiving life. 

These days, they were all equals, but the instinct to protect the others had never faded. That instinct to take more so they could have even just a few moments of rest had never faded. “ You should be sleeping, Nick. Fox wakes up and sees you gone she’s going to worry, you know that. ” The youngest of what’s left of them is only at ease when they’re all within eyesight. 

she worries about you too, you know. 

Oh, he knows. He sees the worry in those brown eyes whenever he volunteers to keep watch, or when she wakes to see him still awake just as he was when she went to sleep. When he’s polishing blood off his blade, not speaking, lost in thought, he feels her watching him. She doesn’t question him the same way Nick or Octavia or John do, but he can feel her always watching him, waiting for the right moment to address her concerns. “ I know. ” 

then act like it. 

Styxx’s sky blue eyes slide to Nick, leaving the forested scenery he’d been watching for the first time this conversation. “ Are you done? ” 

no. 

That succeeds in getting a chuckle from him, and he turns clapping Nick on his shoulder. “ Alright, well continue on our way back to the fire, adelfós. ” 

#headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / int. / nicklas williams. / headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / verse. / pv. / king arthur. / headstrongblake

[myhiraeth]

@headstrongblake sent: “ let’s set up camp here for tonight. we’re no good if we can’t keep our eyes open to see what’s coming for us. “ / nick

"I concur." He said immediately, before any of the more reckless of their little troupe could argue for the other option. “Running ourselves ragged is going to put us more at risk than anything else. Consistent, if cyclical, sleep is what’s going to keep us alive. That… and even just five minutes of proper training…” he said, exchanging a wary look with Nick. 

They weren’t exactly surrounded by well trained individuals. He and Nick were the only ones here with any real tactical experience. Louis seemed to have fighting experience, as did Octavia and Mbege, but all three fought with the reckless abandon of street fighters, and Fox seemed more suited to running than fighting. An admirable tactic, if one were to survive, but hardly useful when you had a group to consider. 

#headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / int. / nicklas williams #styxx anaxkolasi. / verse. / zombieverse

[myhiraeth]

@headstrongblake  gets a plotted thing 

Sometimes he found himself counting days until Nicklas was back or he was sent back to the neighboring kingdom. Sometimes he even felt himself waiting for himself to be sent to battle, if only because his father wouldn't be anywhere near him and Nicklas would undoubtedly be there. They weren't conquerors by nature, Nicklas and himself. They were content with what they had and while fierce at protecting their joined kingdoms, rarely did the two of them lead their armies beyond their own borders. It was a simple thing for them- protect their own but don't take from others. Live and let live. A concept neither of their fathers' understood but their fathers weren't in the trenches of war so fuck them.

Styxx and Nick would handle the battles as they see fit.

Today wasn't a battle, it was simply a banquet. Only slightly less fearsome than battle, in his opinion. "Adelphós ." He greets Nick warmly, his native term for brother slipping from his tongue. He has a brother, he knows that even if Nicklas doesn't, though things are going to get quite awkward if Ash does end up coming home as the servants rumor. But he hasn't seen Ash since they were six. For all intents, Nick's as much a brother as his own blood. "Enjoying yourself?" He teases.

#headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / int. / nicklas williams. / headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / verse. / alt. / royalty

[myhiraeth]

GRAB / nick/styxx king arthur

Styxx/Nick - King Arthur verse

Styxx and Octavia. Nick and Mbege. Louis and… not Fox. 

Styxx knew this was going to be bad the moment Louis came bolting from around the wall of the fiefdom, bloodied and panicked and minus one member of their team. “Saxons!” He called, his voice roughened and pain-laced, though whatever pain he was in did nothing to slow him down as he raced toward the others. 

Styxx was the first to meet him, his unnaturally long legs making his strides faster than the others, though they were all right on his heels. He caught Louis as he stumbled, the other boy falling into his arms. He lowers Louis to the ground, trying to discern waht blood was still flowing and what was simple smeared and camouflaging the injuries. 

“What happened to Fox?” Nick’s demanding voice is above them, while Octavia yanks the ties on his armor off and rips Louis’ shirt open to inspect him better. 

Louis is panting, eyes going blurred and unfocused as his adrenaline crashes. “Dunno… we got… separated. We were running North, they… I got hit and went down… I told her to keep going.” His blue eyes are practically electrified with the shine of tears in them. “I heard her scream but I couldn’t get to her… I think they have her…” 

Nick’s growl was practically feral from above them, and he turned to stalk back to the horses, fury lining every hard line of his lithe body. “Nicklas!” He calls, passing Louis’ slumping body to Mbege and rising to chase after his decurion. “Nick, stop.” he reached a long arm out and wrapped strong, scarred fingers around Nick’s wrist, not letting go as the other man tried to yank his wrist away and instead pulling the man back to face him. “The only thing you will do going out alone is die, Nicklas. And likely get Fox killed faster,” if she isn’t already, “if you show up, alone, sword drawn.” 

Nick pulls against him again and when that doesn’t work, his other hand comes up to strike. Styxx catches his hand and Nick twists out of his grip, catching Styxx with a strike to the jaw. Styxx yells for the othes to stay with Louis, knowing Octavia will be torn between the bleeding boy on the ground and the active fight going on. 

Styxx reaches back for Nick, trying to pin his arms against his body, trying to get his arms around him, and the two men go toppling to the ground. “You’re wasting time she doesn’t have!” Nick roars, the men rolling over, the over again, each vying to hold down the other. 

Finally, Styxx gets Nick pinned, and not easily at that as the man rages under him. “Stop. Take a breath and we go together. Mbege will watch the fief, we and Octavia will go track Fox. We will find her, but not by splitting up. We have not survived so long by fighting alone.” 

“Now, are you ready to go get our girl?” 

#headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / int. / nicklas williams. / headstrongblake #styxx anaxkolasi. / verse. / pv. / king arthur. / headstrongblake