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|| none of my muses are working with me, nyx most of all, so i'll be silent on here for a while longer unfortunately ;;

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|| exams are over and i'm tired af, but i live <3 i'll take some days off to just relax my brain and then i'm hoping to get back into things again <3 i hope you're all doing well <3

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|| sorry for not being more active, i've been in a writing slump (likely because of approaching exam deadlines), so i'll likely be very silent until the final deadline (June 2nd) – i'll try to write if the mood hits though <3 i hope you guys are doing well <3

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|| like for a lil ask or smth? owo

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[@sylleblosscm]

Nyx is glad that no one is actually close enough to overhear them, because there's no way they'd actually believe that this meeting was a coincidence otherwise. He does chuckle at her words though, giving her a mock bow before motioning for her to lead the way. He's glad to see that she seems a bit more relaxed though and he himself feels a bit more at ease out here in the open air. The Citadel was fine, but at the end of the day he'd never feel truly at home there.

He raises an eyebrow at her line of questioning, but nonetheless nods his head to confirm that he does remember. He follows after her, listening as she explains. He's not surprised to hear that she has been given a garden of her own though, since he knows that she likes nature as much as he does. The thought makes him miss the nature of his homeland, since nothing will ever compare to the jungle, but he won't stop himself from appreciate what nature he can get close to.

He's surprised to see where she is leading them though, even after that explanation. She had made it sound like she wanted to explore Insomnia further, but perhaps that was just a way to make him agree to come and act as her protection. It had certainly worked and he can't stop himself from feeling extremely fond in that moment. Luna truly cared about him – in a way most people didn't.

"Luna, this is..." for once he actually felt speechless. Sure, in Little Galahd they had set up a community garden so they could grow some plants native to Galahd, together with herbs that was hard to get by otherwise, but this was... something entirely different. They weren't even inside yet and he already felt a little overwhelmed at the kind gesture.

"I – thank you. Sometimes I fear I'll never see the beauty of my homeland again. That I'll die on the battlefield for people who cares little for my people and my home," he admitted, voice soft. He didn't often speak of his fears, but whilst it was Ulric tradition to die in battle, he wanted to actually die for a cause that actually felt like his own. The King gave him a chance to fight for his home, but sometimes he felt like the Glaives were the only ones who actually cared. Like they were allowed to fight in an attempt to appease them, somehow.

"This though... it's stuff like this that reminds me what I'm fighting for." Niflheim had taken too much from people like them and sometimes Insomnia felt like a prison. Being able to go to a place like this though – it would definitely make him feel like he could breathe again, just like Luna said. He was already looking forward to it.

Luna does little more than put a long coat on over her dress. It is all she has time for, and she'd already ensured her appearance is passable before meeting with Nyx to begin with. Though cutting it close with time, she is where she promised to be in exactly fifteen minutes, quietly grateful for the reminder to change as it is a great deal colder out than she anticipated.

❝Ah, Sir Ulric, what an amazing and unplanned coincidence this is.❞ She takes his arm, meeting that wink with a grin. Luna carries herself differently in circumstances such as these; away from prying eyes within the citadel, far from the spotlight of royal life. Under the cover of dark she can relax, and it shows in how she smiles. Just a little imperfect; her nose scrunching too much to look flattering in photographs.

It is a side to her few have ever seen. For there are few in this world Luna can swear on the Astrals truly care for her. Of course everyone loves the Oracle, the figurehead, Insomnia's adopted Princess. But she is an image deliberately conjured; not from nothing by any means, but a distorted reflection of Lunafreya's true nature. Nyx makes her feel as if he is fond of that truest self; and so, she is comfortable letting her guard down around him.

❝Do you recall how I told you of Tenebrae's gardens?❞ she inquired casually; though this line of questioning is leading somewhere. ❝Insomnia may be a beautiful city, but its infrastructure sprawls, yet its vastness pales. Even the homes of some of the highest authorities in this land have such small yards. Most of ours is reserved for when Gladiolus feels like training outdoors. However, Papa thought it in my best interests to gift me some earth to do with as I please.❞

Of course, Luna is not obligated to remain in the home she has lived in since coming to this city. It is well-known that the Prince has long since claimed an apartment for himself back in his school days. But to Luna, the idea of living alone seems odd - in Tenebrae, it is the norm for households to stay together, even when the children are grown. She was fortunate enough to find a family when her own was taken from her - why, then, would she choose to separate from them?

The walk from her house to the Citadel is no more than a half hour at a leisurely pace - close enough that the Shield is never far in the case of an emergency. Not that he comes home most nights. As they turn several corners, it becomes clear just where Luna is taking him. ❝I have been working on it since I was barely thirteen. It is no Fenestala Manor, but I am proud of it. Only I know the passcode - people come and go at my discretion. Soon, however, you will too, and you may visit when you please. That is my gift to you. You and I were not bred for city life, Nyx. Sometimes we need to be somewhere green and full of life, just to feel as if we can breathe.❞

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Genesis is going to sprawl himself over Nyx's bed. He's wearing nothing but his thigh high boots and his eyeliner. What will Nyx do~?

unprompted asks – always accepting || @poeticphoenix

Nyx hadn't seen anything out of place when he came home from training the cadets, heading straight for his bedroom so he could change into something more comfortable.

He hadn't expected to be met with the sight of Genesis sprawled out on his bed, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. He blinked, just staring for a moment, before moving a hand so he could pinch himself. Nope, not dreaming. Huh.

"Pretty sure it's not my birthday," he teased once he got over his shock, a smirk curving his lips upwards. It was a pleasant surprise though, the type he could get used to.

He started to slowly strip himself of his uniform, making sure that Genesis had a good view as he did. "I was wondering why I hadn't heard from you at all today, but I think I know why now. I didn't make you wait long, did I?" he questioned as he finished stripping, now fully naked as well as he moved to join Genesis on the bed.

"Such a treat. It'd be a shame if I didn't enjoy it to its fullest," he crawled forward, pulling Genesis in for a quick kiss before settling between the other's legs. "I think I want to enjoy it. It's been a while since I've had a taste of you."

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“Wha– Mmph” [ kiss the mans, nyx. ]

Send me “I can’t take it anymore!” to slam my muse into a wall and kiss them || @warofthebeasts (or send me “Wha– Mmph” for the opposite)

Sephiroth was a pretty guy, there was no denying it. He was impressive, too, of course – no one could really compare to him on the battlefield. Nyx liked to spar with him whenever he could actually convince the guy to give him the chance – not because he thought he could win but because he found it fun.

Sephiroth was a bit awkward at times, his grasp on the world around him somewhat skewed at times, but Nyx genuinely liked being around him. There was an honesty to him that was endearing. Most found it rude or arrogant, but Nyx found it refreshing.

Nyx also really wanted to kiss him. Had thought about it for a while, but, well, he wasn't sure how the General would react to him. He might get skewered for all he knew, though that wasn't actually what he was worried about. He was more worried that the other would become skittish and that it'd ruin the companionship he had found with him.

Most people had their limits though and Nyx had always, at the end of the day, been the type of person who went after what he desired.

"Fuck, I can't take it anymore," he huffed out, turning on Sephiroth with a serious, yet somehow gentle, look on his face. "I'm going to kiss you now," he warned, knowing Sephiroth was more than capable of pushing him away in time if he wanted to. So he was a bit surprised when he was able to push the other against the wall and even more surprised when their lips connected.

He leant into it though, taking control of the kiss, but also allowing Sephiroth room to explore if he so desired it. He was surprised, yes, but also very happy with how things were going – so much that he was beginning to regret that he hadn't done it sooner. All the time wasted where they could've been making out. Oh well, they'd have to make up for the lost time; if Sephiroth wanted to, of course.

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“I can’t take it anymore!” [from Jackson!]

Send me “I can’t take it anymore!” to slam my muse into a wall and kiss them || @altrxisme

When it came to flirting, Jackson was a force to be reckoned with. The guy met his teasing with his own, rarely missing a beat whenever they bantered. Nyx honestly found it kinda refreshing. He liked being around the other male, even if they were in different divisions.

The more they interacted the more Nyx liked Jackson, to the point that they were getting into dangerous territory. Nyx could count on one hand the amount of times he had actually been in love and he wasn't sure if Jackson was actually interested in anything serious – or even interested in him at all beyond casual flirting.

He idly wondered if this was how other people felt when they dealt with his own flirting – wondering if it was serious or not. Nyx didn't like feeling so unsure of himself, but he supposed it might be karma coming back to bite him in the ass.

They were playing around like usual when Jackson suddenly pushed him against the wall, the momentum taking Nyx by surprise. He didn't have the time to say anything to the other's exclamation before there were lips on his own, practically melting into the kiss. It was unexpected, but it was a pleasant surprise. Nyx didn't care about their surroundings in that moment, instead pulling Jackson closer so he could deepen the kiss.

He felt a little out of breath once they pulled apart, face slightly flushed. "I – wow." He actually felt speechless, but he supposed that answered that question. He doubted Jackson would kiss him like that if he wasn't interested in him. "Hm, we should do that again. Several times more, in fact."

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“I can’t take it anymore!” [from Jo!]

Send me “I can’t take it anymore!” to slam my muse into a wall and kiss them || @altrxisme

Nyx felt like they had been skirting around the subject for a while now. He flirted a lot with Johanne, like he did with most people – but with her it was more serious. He knew it was hard for people to tell sometimes, but had definitely upped it up a notch with her. He wasn't sure if she was actually interested in him though. He believed he could read people pretty well, but despite what people thought, even he doubted himself sometimes (a lot of times, actually).

So he believed her to be interested, but at the same time, doing something about it was somehow hard. They were friends first and foremost and it wasn't something he'd want to ruin if things didn't work out between them. He believed they worked well together and he liked her presence, so it would likely be more than worth it and yet, he still hesitated.

It didn't mean he stopped flirting though, which probably only made things worse in hindsight. He really should've seen it coming and yet he was still surprised when Johanne slammed him into the nearest wall and pressed their lips together.

Eyes wide, he nonetheless adapted easily to the situation and kissed back, taking the chance to switch their positions before deepening the kiss. It wasn't how he thought they'd go about it, but he definitely wasn't complaining.

He reluctantly pulled back after a while, honestly amazed that nobody had stumbled upon them yet. That wasn't important right now, though. "So... how about dinner on me?" he offered, a grin on his lips.

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Hm, they'd have to work on the boy's confidence, but some positive reinforcement would hopefully bring him a long way. "Wouldn't have offered it if I wasn't serious, yeah?" he assured, a smile on his face. The boy was young, but obviously already pretty skilled. He believed they'd both benefit greatly from training together.

"That's good – I'd like myself in one piece, at least for training," chuckling, he looked the other over again and then pulled out his phone. "I'm Nyx Ulric, by the way. How about you give me your number and I can text you when I'm available for training, hm?"

The Glaive clapped him on the back gently and Prompto smiled a little bit in spite of himself. He definitely didn't think him joining the Kingsglaive would have been 'for his sake', considering there was no guarantee he'd be good at it anyway, but that wasn't all that important at the moment.

The offer of training together was almost too good to be true, though. Getting to practice with one of the Glaives, with how awesome they were, was better than he'd have expected. "Really?" He smiled, brighter, if a little hesitant still. "Yeah, that'd be great! I mean, I've got some nonlethal bullets, so no biggie there. If you're sure?"

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[@altrxisme]

Nyx eyed the scene before him with curiosity, but was quick to sit down when he noticed the food. He chirped back at Llywelyn, the sound a surprisingly good mimic of how the cat sounded. He was used to mimic cats – both the small ones, but also the big Coeurls from Galahd. He had used it before whenever he had been out hunting and had stumbled across one of them. It usually meant he got out of the encounter alive.

"My stomach better handle it – I fucking love Hareera soup," he replied, mentally telling his stomach not to mess this up for him. He didn't often make it for himself, but his ma had made one that was to die for. Damn, it really made him miss her. She had been doing just fine the last time he got a letter from her, but he still worried because of the Niflheim presence in Galahd.

Digging into the food, he made sure to eat slow, not about to make his situation worse by being stupid. Especially not when there was soup on the line. "Tea would be great, thank you," it would hopefully soothe his throat a bit and it'd give him some much needed liquid too. Water always seemed so boring when he was sick and it also too cold usually. Nobody liked drinking warm water – at least not as far as he knew.

He watched Johanne as she cooked, finding it oddly comforting. It had been a while since he had been the one at the table and not behind the stove. Out of his friend group, he was usually the one who cooked for them. Libertus could cook too, but Crowe was hopeless. Libertus preferred providing by other means though, which meant that cooking was reserved for Nyx. He liked it though, so he wasn't complaining, but it wasn't as fun when one was sick.

"We have a community garden, y'know. There's herbs there you are free to take, if you ever need it. We all know it's hard to get the good stuff here in Insomnia," so they had made sure to grow some themselves. Johanne was free to take some too, even if she didn't live in Little Galahd. People native to Insomnia weren't always that interested in trying new things, so the demand wasn't that high. None of them wanted to pay stupidly overcharged prices for stuff they could grow themselves – hence the community garden.

"This is really good, by the way. Thank you," sure, it was 'just' eggs and toast, but it really hit the spot. Johanne didn't have to take care of him like she did, but she was and Nyx would never not be grateful for that.

Llywelyn chirped in greeting, both for him and his owner, and was quick to rub against Nyx's leg. Johanne had set down a plate of eggs and toast on table, and slid a fork his way as well before turning back to the stove. Her kitchen counter had an assortment of ingredients that may be familiar to the other. "Hareera soup for later. Try to see if your stomach can handle the easy stuff first." Initially she wasn't even going to to make it, but a quick glance at the small altar she made for her father prompted her to make some.

Galahdian food was a comfort for her, the aroma of spices never failed to make her nose tingle but it reminded her of a time before coming to Insomnia. Times felt more simple back then, not having to be concerned about all the things she had on her shoulders now. Still, she wouldn't have traded it if she was given the choice.

"I've some tea if you want. Just let me know so I can heat up some water." She continued to flit about the kitchen, putting more prepped ingredients into the pot she had on the stove. Catoblepas meat was hard to come by in the market she went to, so Johanne had to settle with the Garula meat she managed to haggle for. She had already been expecting it to come out a little different than what she remembered it was supposed to smell and taste like, but she'll be damned if she doesn't get as close to it as possible.

Softly murmuring to herself as she continued cooking, still keeping her guest in mind, Johanne walked over to the window by her sink and opened it. She had a small herb garden hanging on the windowsill, looking bright and well-taken care of. If good meat was hard to come by, finding seeds native to Galahd were ten times more difficult to find and pay for.

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|| haven't felt up for writing a lot, so i might be slow these days until that changes – i hope you guys are doing well <3

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“I can’t take it anymore!”

Send me “I can’t take it anymore!” to slam my muse into a wall and kiss them || @generalorcaptain

Nyx hardly hid his appreciation of his Captain. Not only was he good looking, he was an incredible fighter too. Sparring with him or watching him spar made his blood pump like nothing else and he was sure it showed on his face.

He complained about how hot Drautos was around the other Glaives, though they were used to it by now. He knew Drautos probably overheard sometimes, but he didn't think much of it. The guy was probably used to the attention – one would have to be blind not to appreciate him, after all.

He teased too, sometimes. He was more careful, since it was his Captain he was dealing with and he knew there were probably some lines there shouldn't be crossed. He usually skirted those lines though, pushing and pulling and seeing which reaction he'd get.

He didn't realise that Titus might eventually reach his 'breaking' point. It was only them in the hallway and Nyx had been teasing him again, so when he was slammed against the wall he thought for a moment that Titus had grown too tired of him and had decided to attack.

The reality was much more pleasant and somehow also more shocking. A noise left his lips but it was drowned out by lips meeting his own in a fierce kiss. He supposed it was an efficient way of shutting him up and then he didn't bother thinking anymore, instead leaning into the kiss, returning it passionately.

When he was allowed to breathe again he felt a bit dizzy, not fully understanding the situation. It had to mean that his Captain found him attractive too, which he for some reason hadn't considered possible. It was probably because the other had an impressive poker face.

"Fuck, that was hot. Do it again?"

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I can't take it anymore!

Send me “I can’t take it anymore!” to slam my muse into a wall and kiss them || @poeticphoenix

Nyx had wondered how long it would take. He had been teasing Genesis all day, but not in an obvious manner. He had been playing dumb about it, just to see how his lover would react. Normally he was very forward, not being shy about his advances, but today he had just smiled and raised an eyebrow if Genesis had responded suggestively to his touches.

A touch here, a touch there – all supposedly 'accidental'. The best were the moans he let out once in a while, if it fit with the situation. Grunts and groans were normal when sparring – moans? Not so much. He had worked with it though, making his groans sound more like moans, just to rile Genesis up.

It had been happening throughout the day, so he wasn't surprised at all when Genesis pushed him against the wall, a grin on his lips as he kissed back. He wrapped his legs around the other, content when Genesis moved his arms to support him and then lost himself completely in the kiss.

He was out of breath by the time Genesis pulled away, breathing heavily as he looked at the Commander with half-lidded eyes. "You lasted longer than I thought," he teased, idly licking his lips. Sometimes he felt like he could get drunk on the other's kisses.

"You must be pent up, hm? Let me take care of it for you."

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Pirate Nyx quick doodle

reference used, borrowed Charles Vane’s hairdo because I HAVE TO.

Thank you @ofskinandbones for screaming with me.

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[@chosenbythecrystal]

Nyx eyed Noctis for a few moments, but smiled and nodded his head when he said he was ready. It would be quite the hour, he was sure, but they had each other now to get through it. Being the soulmate of a prince was not something he had ever imagined for himself, but he just hoped he wouldn't make things more difficult for Noctis. He looked like he had enough shit to deal with as it was.

He followed Noctis as they made their way back to the ballroom, staying close to his side – probably closer than what would've been appropriate if they hadn't been soulmates. People were staring, but whilst Noctis ignored them, Nyx met the gazes of the many people who looked at him with disapproval.

No matter what they thought, they had little actual power here. If Noctis wanted him close, what were they going to do? Nyx was basically daring them to do something with his gaze, since they would be the ones getting in trouble if they started something at the Prince's birthday party.

Most of them stopped staring, but they certainly didn't stop whispering and Nyx had to suppress a sigh. It was a very formal affair and it meant that people were mingling and making nice with each other. Gossiping was apparently included in that. Nyx didn't get it, but he'd never get used to these kinds of parties anyways – there was no fun to be had.

He supposed he might as well make some himself.

Moving in front of Noctis, he offered him an exaggerated bow and a wink. "May I ask His Highness for a dance?" he questioned, grin on his face. Sure, he wanted to make a good impression on the people he'd like be forced to be around from now on, but Noctis having fun at his own birthday party was much more important to him.

Once Noctis gave the slightest indication that he accepted the offer, Nyx was quick to drag him to the dance floor – staring them off for a dance that didn't follow the pace of the music at all. He swayed Noctis from side to side and twirled him around, doing anything that might get a laugh from the young prince.

Nyx wasn't wrong there. Members of the council would take any opportunity to introduce him to their sons or daughters in hopes they would hit it off. Be it friend or lover, everyone wanted to get in with the future king. The problem was that none of them actually gave a damn about him as a person. They just wanted to boost their own political standing and he hated it. It didn't help that they were all painfully tedious company who looked down on just about everyone who wasn't noble born.

They would take a great deal offence to Nyx, but Noctis couldn't care in the slightest. He was going off first impressions, so his opinion might change, but so far, Nyx seemed like a decent guy and Noctis wanted to get to know him. He was his soulmate, after all, so on some level they were supposed to be compatible. Noctis wanted to explore that compatibility.

"None taken." It wasn't like he enjoyed them himself. He attended out of obligation and nothing else. He just didn't want to drag Nyx into the spotlight if he didn't want it. Unlike Noctis, Nyx had the choice to stay out of it. If he really didn't care though...well, Noctis supposed that was okay. Having Nyx by his side might even make the next couple of hours more bearable.

He was sure there would be a few who would try and muscle their way over to him regardless of the fact that he was with his newly discovered soulmate, but most would leave them be. They'd complain behind their backs, but they'd avoid direct confrontation. They were kind of cowardly like that.

"I'm ready. We can stick around for an hour or so and then I'll take you up on that date offer." He took a deep breath like Nyx suggested before he began to lead him into the ballroom, trying his best to ignore all of the stares.