#Fluffpocalypse

[swallowtail-ageha]

Praying that Marshall and Sweetheart get out safe

Got to part 50 out of 85 of The Fall Of Cleveland, feeling very accomplished

[noxulric]

NyxNoct Fluffpocalypse

Oct 21 Seasonal: Autumn  

[theblueberrycarrots]

Playlist 

another watercolor practice for the Fluffpocalypse 2018. [X]

[a-soft-fluffy-girl]

No!! What has he done!?! No one fluff butt should have That much adorable power?!

Spoiler alert if Davey reached fluff level 10 the whole world would be consumed by fluff.

He was already at a 4 when the spell gave him 4 more.

It’s so close. Let the fluffpocalypse snuggulf you.

[amidalogicdive]

Heir

Title: Heir

Rating: General Audiences Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Relationship: Noctis Lucis Caelum/Nyx Ulric Characters: Noctis Lucis Caelum, Nyx Ulric, Sazha the Cat Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Dorks in Love, Kissing, Cuddling & Snuggling, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Engagement, royal duties, Love vs Duty, Idiots in Love, talks of the future

Ao3 Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12538300

Summary: What starts as a night of bedroom fun, turns into something totally unexpected; and Nyx realizes he should have done this a long time ago.

Written for the NyxNoct Fluffpocalypse (Fall 2017)

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OCT. 28 - Favourites: Way to spend time

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Nyx made his way across the room, two cups of water in his hand, as dark eyes watched him from the bed. Handing one to his lover, Nyx sat the other on the bedside table before arching a brow at the younger man. "Like what you see?" He teased, climbing back into the bed and claiming Noctis' mouth with his own before he could comment. The glaive had all but moved into the prince's chambers a few months back, though he could be found at his apartment now and then. Especially if he'd stayed late at the compound and had to be back early the next day. But his life was at the Citadel now, something that he never thought would happen.

Breaking from the kiss, Noctis was about to tease Nyx but noticed that something was off. "You're thinking again." The words were breathed out as a pale finger rose to run down his forehead to the tip of his nose. “You get these little wrinkles right here when you’re thinking about something important.”

“Do I?” Watching the prince take a sip of the water, his lips turned up into a half smile before affirming the question. “Well, you make me think a lot. Anyway, they aren’t wrinkles; I’m not that old.”

“I never said old, just wrinkles.” Dark eyes twinkled with mischief as he nuzzled his face into the glaives neck. “Anyway, you’re not old. You’re perfect.”

Snorting, Nyx shifted so he was lying beside Noctis and looked up at the ceiling. “Far from perfect, little prince.”

Rolling onto his side, Noct propped his head up and stared down at his lover. "Perfect enough for me, or I wouldn't have wasted all these years being yours." Icy orbs glanced to the side, watching as the prince took another drink from his cup. Reaching across Nyx, he set the cup on the side table, before dropping his hand to the glaive chest. Gentle fingers traced along the scars but never left his gaze. "I don't need anyone but you, Nyx."

“Council thinks different.” He whispered, running his hands across the pale chest and down to his hips.

"Council always thought different where you were concerned." Pulling from the glaives touch, Noctis flopped on his back and buried on hand into his hair, tugging lightly. Obviously, all this movement was the final straw for Sazha. Giving an annoyed yowl of protest, he stretched and hopped off the bed with a glare.

Nyx could care less if the cat was pissed, he could tell his lover was frustrated and that bothered him more than the furball's mood. Noctis wasn't the one to fight, yell or make a fuss when it came to the Council. He held it in, which usually hurt him more than helped in the long run. While the citizens of Lucis might be unaware of the relationship between its prince and Nyx, the Citadel was. It was brought up in meetings at least once a week, how it could affect the people, the kingdom. There was also the concern for a future King or Queen of Lucis, which Nyx couldn't give Noctis.

"Stop that." Pulling him back over, Nyx buried his face into his neck. "They aren't worth ruining tonight over. This is supposed to be our night," Nipping his neck, he could feel Noctis start to relax again. "Anyway, they are right. You'll need an heir, and I always knew it would come to this. I can't be selfish and claim your mine when I can't give you the one thing you need."

"Don't worry, it's taken care of."

That caught the glaives attention, pulling away as he sat up to stare down at the prince below him. "Taken care of? This isn't like going to the corner market and grabbing a bite to eat, little prince." Noctis chuckled at the analogy, shaking his head. "Don't laugh, what do you mean it's taken care of?"

"Exactly what I said," Cerulean met icy silver, smirking as he ran a finger down his cheek. "My place is here, in the Citadel. I am the Prince and heir of Lucis, and that is a station that I can't... I won't abandon it. I have a duty to the citizens of this city, to this crown and kingdom. But I refuse to give you up. You are the only one I love."

Despite the fact that they’d been together for so long, and Nyx knew the depth of Noctis' feelings for him, he could still surprise him now and then. To know he'd been plotting out the future and was just bringing it up, well that left him a bit confused. "Seeing this involves both of us, were you planning on telling me how you expect to have an heir?"

“Maybe?" Arching a brow, Noctis tugged on a braid. "You're not planning on running if I do, are you?"

"You know I wouldn't do that, brat. You're stuck with me until you get rid of me, and the Council can go fuck off." Noctis opened his mouth to speak, but Nyx cut him off with a kiss. "Now, stop trying to avoid the subject. I know you're a smart little shit, so what plans have you made?"

Pushing on the glaives chest, he made Nyx lay back as he straddled his lap. Sitting there for a moment, teeth bit his bottom lip as he thought of the best way to explain his arrangement. "Ok, well you know that Luna is in love with Cindy and there is no way that is going to change. She can't have a child either and one day we were speaking and the subject of heirs came up."

Pale eyes widened, his mouth falling open as if Nyx were about to make a comment, then snapped shut. Everything clicked together with those words, and he didn't even have to hear the rest of this plan but allowed Noctis to continue anyway.

"So she asked if I would... you know?" A warmth arose on his cheeks, fingers outlining the scars on his chest as his eyes lowered. "Um, if I would... donate, so she could. In return, she said she would be a surrogate for me." He was trembling at this point, orbs rising to meet his own again as he uttered two more words. "For us."

"So you agreed?" A nod, "I see." Nyx sat up, wrapping his arms around his waist. "Noct, I love you. I love you so much, and I'll admit I was afraid that I would only hold you back. Still am, actually." The prince leaned back, concern in his eyes, but it subsided when he saw the smile that Nyx wore. "The fact that you thought all this out so we could be together. Damn, I'm honored, love."

Their lips came together, it was gentle, needy and expressed everything that they felt. Fear. Hope. Love. It all came together as they embraced one another. All of the stress and uncertainty melted away, and they knew everything would be alright.

"I love you Nyx. I would do anything to keep you by my side."

"I can see that." Tanned fingers played along the younger man's spine, tender touches making his boyfriend's body shiver. "I feel the same," Resting his forehead against Noct's, his free hand rose to brush across his jawline. All he could see was pure love looking back at him, and he knew what he had to do. "I want you to marry me, little prince."

Noctis pulled back, watching Nyx for a moment. "You know I wouldn't refuse." His words were cautious, trying to conclude if Nyx was sincerely asking. "Is that an offer, or..."

"An offer, a request. Marry me?" Noctis sat there in his lap, continuing to watch Nyx. "I'm being serious, I know we've been together for what, five..”

“Six.”

“Six... years now. Damn, I probably should have asked sooner. I think your father will kill me if I don't ask after all this time. But I mean it, love."

He could see that Noct was trying not to laugh, but the humor was apparent in the sapphire eyes that met his own pale orbs. "I know you're a loyal man, an honest man, Nyx Ulric."

"Loyal to you, to this." He motioned between them, grabbing the prince's chin gently. "You're my everything. This, us being together, is all I need. It's what I enjoy the most. I'd live for you, die for you, kill for you."

Biting his lip, a smile appeared. "Say it again."

"Noctis Lucis Caelum, lyubov' moya, dusha moya. Marry me?"

The smile broke into a grin as he threw his arms around Nyx neck and kissed him. "Yes! Now, forever!

"Longer than forever?"

Noct tugged on one of the longer braids as he nodded in affirmation. “I swear.” Wrapping his legs around the glaives waist, he tugged him closer. “Now, fiancé. How about getting back to the fun we were having. What is it you said earlier? You were going to pound me into the bed until I couldn't move?” He knew he didn’t need to ask twice as Nyx laid him back into the bed, leaning over him.

“Anything you want, my love.”

[lumitations]

Those tags do not lie. It's like the fluffpocalypse in there!

Good stuff!

Chapter 15 of To Dance is up now on ao3 :)

[ao3feed-darus]

What Did You Get Me?

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2vTXuD8

by TheShitCook

“Daryl, just please tell me you’re doing what I think you’re doing cause if you’re tying my shoes down there I’ll probably cry.”

Words: 7276, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of That time that Daryl proposed to Jesus

Fandoms: The Walking Dead (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Daryl Dixon, Paul Jesus Rovia, Paul Rovia, Jesus (Walking Dead), Rick Grimes, Michonne (Walking Dead), Maggie (mentioned)

Relationships: Daryl Dixon/Jesus, Rick Grimes/Michonne (background)

Additional Tags: Really fluffy, omg, Fluff, it's the fluffpocalypse, I'm Sorry, i love them being lovey, Desus - Freeform, Richonne - Freeform, oh no i forgot to put ER in the last one, Established Relationship, i'll go back for it, they gay

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2vTXuD8

[gimlitatecorg]

Gimli: :( he's eating my skweeky ball. *sniffle* Frodo: NOM NOM NOM Gimli COULD take it. I COULD take it. But it's gross, and it's time for a new one anyway. #gimlitate #frodomuffin #thisiswhywecanthavenicethings #inthiscase,niceballs #mustyoueatEVERYTHING?? Gimli is now participating in the #fluffpocalypse, I do not feel bad for letting it happen. Not at all.

[happyloudmers]

This mornings work in progress altmeri fluff post! Ive been working on Ayrenn/Urcelmo and Taliith/Valaste wedding pics, and lots of not shown outfit designs. Their designs will change, but the poses will stay when I ink these. Basically its an excuse for all the wing and decorative motifs! Also I rarely colour and have no idea what im doing, but I want to try colouring my last Valaste/Taliith as well. Because happy altmers reading books all day and drinking tea is fun. I will remove the bulk black too.

[tjimagepicks]

But Just Myself (And Immortality). by SaylaMarz http://flic.kr/p/hzZ6Se

[anaphylacticpancake]

What happens when you wash and blow-dry a cow~

Look at it's fluffy little legs!

[marthahull]

That Awkward Moment When You Kickstart the Apocalypse.... by SaylaMarz on Flickr.

OMFG. Fan art turned up to 11 for Death's Daughter and the Basket of Kittens (now funding on Kickstarter ONLY through SUN. NOV. 17!!!!!) http://kck.st/16kRE74 #apocalypse #death #fire #deathsdaughter

[fallenpatches]

I could NOT be any happier that Fluffpocalypse will be ending!

[amidalogicdive]

Weather Permitted

Title: Weather Permitted

Rating: General Audiences Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Relationship: Noctis Lucis Caelum/Nyx Ulric Tags: Fluff, Kissing, First Love, Developing Relationship, Falling In Love, Love, Friends to Lovers

Ao3 Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12444246

Summary: When they first met, it had been the night of his birthday. Where they got to know one another was in the Kingsglaive arena - weather permitted.

Written for the NyxNoct Fluffpocalypse (Fall 2017)

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OCT. 21 - Seasonal: Weather 

The first time they trained together it started to rain.

Some might have perceived that as a bad omen, but Nyx knew better than most. To his people, it symbolized rebirth, renewal, devotion… and love. Looking back, he knew everything happened for a reason. Rain, like emotions, found ways into the dried and cracked earth. It flowed deep within and allowed life to burst forth once again.

Like the earth, Nyx had closed himself up for so long without knowing the rain, he should have known that there would be cracks. Realized that a young man, with eyes like the ocean depths, would find a way through those cracks and into his heart. That one silly little prince would help him learn to live, to breathe. In the end, he would be the one to bring life back to him again.

But he wasn’t one to look at things any deeper than he had to. In the end, rain was rain, and his past was unchangeable. This arena was just another building that sat in the middle of the capital city. A place where a glaive and his prince stood, damp and laughing, as the storm passed overhead. Stubbornly, he told himself, it would never be more than that.

The first time he missed the prince it was snowing. 

They had been training for several months at this point, and Noctis had become a common sight around the compound. None of the glaives ever treated him like a prince, because he refused to treat them like common immigrants. Over time Noctis had memorized all their names, where they were from, families, birthdays. They didn’t know how he had, but it didn’t matter. It had grown into a mutual respect, which had made an impression on them, and so the glaives had adopted him as one of their own.

Even Drautos, who seemed live and breath, 'annoyed', couldn’t dislike his presence when he’d found a bottle of his favorite Lucian whiskey on his desk for his birthday.

So when the prince wasn’t around the glaives noticed, Nyx noticed. It was too quiet, and the arena didn’t feel quite right without laughter echoing within its walls and a familiar smirk flying by as the glaives played warp tag. But, the prince had fallen ill, and the king had declined all visitors aside from his advisor, Ignis. Of course, that didn’t stop them from letting Noctis know he was missed. Pelna had gotten a card, and all the glaives had filled it with a mix of well wishes and threats to get better soon. Three of the glaves had then cornered the man and made sure the card got into Ignis Scientia’s hands to be delivered to the prince.

Upon his return, he’d chided them while trying to hold back his laughter, for scaring his poor advisor. Nyx would later find that the card had taken a special place on the shelving behind Noctis’ desk.

The first time he realized he might love the prince the cherry blossoms fell.

Nyx had been assigned as a guard to the heir at Noctis own request. The two wandered the spring festival where the Prince has spoken to the crowd in place of his father. It was a cool spring day, and the sun was high the sky as they talked. He had tried denying the truth, the feelings that had started to well up within him. But, seeing him like this made it harder for Nyx to hold it in.

It wasn’t right for a glaive to love their monarch, or in this instance, future monarch. Nyx knew he couldn’t control his emotions, so he kept the feelings locked away. When Noctis laughed, looking up at him with eyes like sapphires and tugged him towards one of the festival’s booths; Nyx denied the flutter of his heart was anything more than what he'd felt for Lib’s or Crowe. Having been alone so long he couldn’t think straight, and he was simply mistaking duty with desire.

So he pushed it down deep within him, continuing to make excuses, and hoped that no one would see his true feelings.

The first time he said those words the summer heat had been unforgiving.

They had practiced throughout the day, coats discarded as the people of Insomnia called to their numerous gods for the rain to fall. Summer had run long this year, and the two had given up on any real training early on. Now they sat at the top of one of the ruined monoliths that occupied the arena, watching the sunset. Nyx laid on his back as Noctis talked of his coming birthday party in a few days, though his true day of birth had officially passed. He was eighteen now, a man, and would officially take the oath accepting his place as his father’s heir.

But Nyx had noticed something wasn’t right. He’d been too quiet, preoccupied with other thoughts and seeming distant at times. When he pointed this out, Noctis had simply looked at him, an oddly sad smile on his face.

“Do you think it’s wrong if royalty falls in love with a commoner?”

Those words had hit him like ice water, making him sit up to meet his gaze properly. “Little Prince, I think you can love whoever you want to love. You’re the sole heir of Lucis, and I have a feeling your father would get over it. Anyway, you’ve got a good heart… who could deny you someone that you’re honestly in love with?”

“You think so?”

He nodded, even though his heart rebelled against the words he spoke. “Yeah, I really do. Your father cares for you and so do the Lucian people. All they want is your happiness. Besides, anyone who loves you should consider themselves lucky. You’re quite a catch, Your Highness.” Chuckling as he said those words, Nyx could only pray it came off as supportive. After all, he knew all too well what it was like to love a prince. Knew that they couldn't be more than what they were at this moment. Friends, comrades, associates… A Prince and his Glaive.

So, to say he was surprised when a pair of soft lips covered his own, was an understatement. His mind shut down as his body relished in the fact that the prince was kissing him. As hot as the day was, the kiss was scorching. As a wandering tongue met his own, he wrapped his arm around the man’s waist to pull closer.

When they did part, panting and gasping for air, Nyx held those dark eyes for a moment. Trying to read them, to see the truth behind the veil that Noctis so often wore. But the veil was gone, his feelings were written there like a book that had been laid open before him. “Noct, am I..?” He stopped the words, afraid that speaking them would ruin everything.

“I think I love you, Nyx.”

He could have died at those words. The walls that he’d held up for so long cracked and crumbled around him as he leaned his forehead against the prince’s and smiled. “I think I love you too, Little Prince. Very much…”

Noctis returned the smile, cupping his cheek gently - and in the distance, it rained.

[amidalogicdive]

Arrival

Title: Arrival

Rating: General Audiences Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Relationships: Noctis Lucis Caelum/Nyx Ulric, Cindy Aurum/Lunafreya Nox Fleuret Characters: Noctis Lucis Caelum, Nyx Ulric, Regis Lucis Caelum CXIII, Ignis Scientia, Original Child Character(s) Additional Tags: Most mentioned in passing, Fluff, Established Relationship, Married Couple, royal couple, Children, Dorks in Love, Idiots in Love, Loving Marriage, happiness, Cuddling & Snuggling, Joyful, Domestic Fluff, Domestic Bliss, Love, Affection, honoring the dead

Ao3 link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12553792

Summary: Years have passed since their engagement, and now happily married; they are ready for the next chapter in their life together.

Written for the NyxNoct Fluffpocalypse (Fall 2017)

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OCT. 29 - Time: The years ahead

When it finally happened they were deep into one of the coldest winters that Insomnia had seen in generations. Dark clouds filled the sky as heavy snow fell, making the early afternoon into an artificial night. Luckily for the royal couple, the room they were in was filled with warmth due to the fire and the long-awaited event. Luna had arrived weeks before, heavy with child as Cindy followed, a squirming three-year-old in her arms that they'd named Sol Nox Flueret.

The Citadel was filled with a nervous energy for days, and then it happened. The children were born, twins. It hadn't been expected but was celebrated, nonetheless. Especially by Nyx, who never dreamed he'd be married to the man he loved, much less have a true family once again. The boy had come first, long limbs and flailing arms as he cried loudly until he was set in Noctis' arms. The Prince smiled down at the small bundle, rocking him until the child stopped fussing.

"Isn't that better." He whispered, Nyx looking over his shoulder at the child. "You will be a Prince among men, and one day a King of King's."

"He looks like you, love."

Noctis smiled up at him, feeling his husband tug at one of his braids. One that Nyx had woven into his hair on their wedding day and every day since. "He has Luna's eyes, gonna be a heartbreaker."

Before he could respond the nurse walked out again, holding out the second bundle for Nyx to hold. Taking the child, he watched the little human in his arms. It was a mix of emotions that rushed through him, happiness, nervousness. But this was his child, his daughter cooing in his arms. Eyes like the midnight sky looked up at him, calm, gentle - Noctis' eyes. Glancing up at his husband, Nyx could stop the tears that formed.

“Are you ok, love?” Handing his son to his father, Noct moved to stand beside him, the little girl in his arms falling into an easy slumber.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm good. I just, it reminds me of my time in Galahd. When Selena was born, mother let me hold her like this. She was so small, so beautiful." Reaching up, he scrubbed a hand over his eyes, then looked at his lover. "It's good to feel this again like I have a true family."

Placing a kiss to his cheek, Noctis watched the little girl for a moment. A slight nod was Nyx only warning before he spoke. "Selena, it fits her.

Pale eyes widened, looking from Noctis to Regis, and back. "Noct, no... I couldn't ask you to do that." His eyes darted back to the King. "Tell Noctis it isn't necessary!"

Regis simply chuckled, gracing the glaive with a smile. "It's not my child and not my decision. But, I agree with my son; it's quite a lovely name."

"It suits her, my love," He fell quiet as the two men watched one another, trying to decipher the others thoughts. "but only if you don't mind."

"Y-You know I don't mind." The words were whispered, laying his forehead against Noctis' as a single tear ran down his cheek. "She would be ecstatic to know we named her niece after her, probably wouldn't shut up about it for days."

"Then, Selena it is."

"Why are you so good to me?" He asked, looking back down at the little girl lying in his arms. "When I came to Insomnia I was nothing. You have given me a reason to live, your love, and now a family. I, sometimes I feel I don't deserve it."

"You do Nyx," Reaching up, his fingers grasped a braid and made the glaive look at him. "You deserve all of this and more, after all, you put up with me every day."

"Thank you, Noctis."

"You're welcome, my love."

-

Noctis and Nyx remained inside the following day with the children, snow still heavy on the ground, though the storm had passed overnight. Ignis Scientia, as the adviser to the crown, was given the honor of announcing the Royal birth. Making his way out of the Citadel doors, he stood upon the steps where a rather large group had formed.

"Good Morning citizens of Lucis. It is an honor that I stand before you day in place of His Highness, Prince Noctis and Sir Nyx Ulric, to make the following announcement." The crowd was silent as he spoke, only the light crunch of snow underfoot breaking the stillness. "The twins arrived yesterday afternoon in good health to the delight of the royal couple. This blessing was delivered to Lucis by the grace and kindness of the Princess of Tenebrae, Lunafreya Nox Fleuret." Pushing his glasses up, he couldn't help but smile. "It is my honor and pleasure to announce the Royal birth of Crown Prince and heir apparent to the throne; Helion Lucis Caelum Ulric. As well as his sister, the Princess Selena Lucis Caelum Ulric. His Majesty, King Regis Lucis Caelum is overjoyed and gives thanks to the citizens of Lucis for their well-wishes and support. More information will be forthcoming, and I thank you for your time." Bowing, he turned to re-enter the Citadel, tapping at the small earpiece. "The message has been delivered at this time."

"Tell Iggy he did a wonderful job, love! Didn't he, my little loves? Uncle Iggy did a good job telling everyone about you!"

Ignis shook his head, as Nyx spoke. "Love, I'm pretty sure he heard you. But yes, we listened on the radio. Well done, now get up here. We have coffee, and Prompto just went to fetch breakfast with Gladio. Crowe and Lib's should be here soon."

"On my way." Tapping off the earpiece, he made his way back to the couple's suite.

[amidalogicdive]

Off Time

Title: Off Time

Rating: General Audiences Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Relationship: Noctis Lucis Caelum/Nyx Ulric Characters: Noctis Lucis Caelum, Nyx Ulric Additional Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Love, Falling In Love, Hobbies, Secrets, Established Relationship, two dorks in love

Ao3 link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12484072

OCT. 24 - Hobbies: To shy to share

Nyx had a secret hobby he was too embarrassed to share, and had kept under wraps. That was until a certain prince showed up without notice and blew his cover.

Written for the NyxNoct Fluffpocalypse (Fall 2017)

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Nyx had to thank whatever astral created Friday. It was finally the end of the week, training was done and he had no border mission to run. Nyx had the whole weekend off and was free and clear of all responsibility. Even his lover had plans, well he vaguely remembered some conversation about him and the Ambassador of Niflheim's son going out that evening. Prom was a good kid, so he knew they wouldn't get in too much trouble. But that was beside the point...

It was Friday, and he'd received the package he'd been waiting for three days ago. Three days of wishing time would go faster, and that the glaives-in-training would stop fucking up their warps and eating arena dirt. He deserved this damn it and had planned accordingly. The apartment door was locked, his fridge had been stocked with beer and at least three days of take-out Galahdian. Freshly showered and changed, he grabbed one of each and made his way over to the loveseat that now sat in his room. It was a recent purchase, mostly for Noct's benefit, but Nyx loved how comfortable it was. Setting the food on a small side table, he popped a disk into the player and sat back, familiar music started to fill the room.

But it was short-lived as he heard a rattling at his front door. For a second he played it off as the wind or some annoying neighbor. Then, his greatest fear happened as the apartment door opened and he was Noctis.

“Hey Nyx, sorry for the surprise visit but…”

Nyx moved faster than he'd ever moved in his life, trying to block the television screen as he reached for the remote. As for Noctis, he just stood in the doorway blinking at his lover's odd behavior. Slamming a finger down on the power button, the screen went dark as words rushed from his lips. "Hey, love, what's up? Why didn't you call, you weren't supposed to be here?"

Noctis stood there silently, jeweled orbs glancing from Nyx to the TV, then back to his boyfriend a few times. "Um, I left my phone here this morning.” Making his way over to the bed tucked in the corner, the prince picked up the forgotten device and slipped it into his coat pocket. “Did I disturb you?” Once again those eyes glanced between Nyx and the dark screen of the television.

“No! No, no… of course not, baby.” He needed an excuse, anything to placate the man before him. “I, you see it was…” Noctis arched a brow, waiting for him to speak as his arms crossed. “Training!” He spat the word out, instantly regretting it.

“Training?”

“Mm, training. Yep, good old training.”

Taking a few steps over to his lover, dark eyes glanced around for a moment. “Training, with beer and take-out?”

“It was a really long week, little prince.”

A few more steps and Noctis was standing before Nyx, a slight frown pulling at his lips. “I bet, and you know you can’t lie for shit, Nyx.” He opened his mouth to defend himself when Noctis picked up the box from the table and held it up. “When does glaive training involve… ‘The Many Adventures of Malboro-Kun’, or is this a recent development?”

A bright green malboro with huge eyes stared back at him, his tentacles happily flailing as a monster catcher chased after him down the street. Nyx was so fucking busted, and he knew it. “Sorry.”

“Sorry? Why did you lie to me?”

Retreating a few steps, his back hit the chilled wall as he ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “I thought you might think I’m childish, you know?”

“Too late for that.”

That earned the prince a glare. “Look, when I first came here I wasn’t in a good place...mentally. There was a lot of shit that I carried from Galahd and had just signed up with the glaives. If I wasn’t training and taking my frustrations out in the arena, I was… sulking here. Libs, he got me a tv and said I needed to get my mind off shit. Well, one day I randomly turned it on and that show was on.” Noctis looked down at the case in his hand, smiling at the bright exterior. “It was the only thing that took my mind off all the shit I couldn’t control.” Shrugging slightly, he saw Noctis look back up at him. “It was something that made me smile before I had you to brighten my day. Between training, missions and being with you I miss episodes so I just started buying the sets when they came out.”

“Why didn’t you tell me.”

“I-I just thought you’d laugh at me, you know? An adult watching Malboro-kun…”

“You should have been honest with me, Nyx.”

“I know, you’re right.” Running a hand across his face, a silly grin crossed his lips as he flung his arms open. ”I’m sorry little prince, your glaive boyfriend loves the Malboro-kun show. Now, do you forgive me?”

Noctis stood there quietly for a moment, his eyes dropping to the box in his hands once again as he flipped it over. Reading the description printed on the back, he held it back up for the glaive to see a moment later. “I swear, I seriously thought that you were watching porn, asshole.”

“What?” Nyx reached out, pulling the small man to him with a smirk. “Why the hell would I watch porn, when you’re all the porn I need?”

“At least I know you’re not lying anymore because that was cheesy.”

“Just being truthful… but I really am sorry.”

Acknowledging the apology with a nod, Noctis cuddled closer and looks at the cover. “This is season five?” Nyx let out a hum, making the prince look up. “I’m guessing you have the whole set then?” Once again he hummed, trying to figure out where Noct was going with this. “I’ve never seen it… maybe do you feel like catching me up?”

“You really don’t think it’s silly I like the show?” He shook his head, and Nyx kissed him lightly. “I was kind embarrassed, ya know?”

“Seriously?” Pushing away from the glaive, he sat the box down and went towards the kitchen. “Prom and I have 48-hour gaming binges, play King’s Knight on our phones religiously and dragged you guys to the Assassin’s Festival like… three weeks ago. You thought I would think this is silly?” Well, his boyfriend did have a point. “So, are you gonna teach me about your hobby?”

“I would love too baby.” Having grabbed his own beer, the two made their way back to the loveseat as Nyx put in the appropriate disk from the first season. “Speaking of Prom, didn’t you two have plans?”

Noctis pulled the bottle from his mouth, his shoulders raising slightly. “Something about his mom and some dinner tonight she wanted him to stay for. Guess someone came in from Nifelheim… I don’t know I really wasn’t paying attention. Anyway, we had to reschedule for tomorrow.”

“Going to stay the night then?”

Pale skin flushed lightly as he met Nyx eyes. “Is that an invitation?”

“You know this place is your home as much as the Citadel. Do you really need an invitation?”

“Not really, and yes I’ll stay.”

Sitting beside him, Nyx pulled him closer as offered Noct a skewer as the music began to play. “So, Malboro-kun is a shit, he goes on all these adventures with his friends. He also has a nemesis, this fucking monster hunter who’s always trying to catch him. Usually, Malboro-kun one-ups him, but if he does get caught Cactar-chan usually saves his ass with a thousand needles. Still, I can’t believe you’ve never seen this show before, you know Crowe has a keychain of him?”

Listening to his silly boyfriend babble about the show with a stupid grin on his face made him realize what a nerd his boyfriend really was. But he was his nerd, and honestly, the two made a great pair. “It sounds wonderful love.”