#PelNyx

[whostarlockeda03]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV, Kingsglaive Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Pelna Khara/Nyx Ulric, Pelna Khara & Nyx Ulric Characters: Pelna Khara, Nyx Ulric Additional Tags: Soulmates, Platonic Soulmates, Romantic Soulmates, Friends to Lovers, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, First Kiss, Near Death Experiences, Near Death, Fear, Tears, Crying, Light Angst, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Romantic Fluff, Fluff, Idiots in Love, Nyx Ulric Being an Idiot, Feelings Realization, Mild Language Summary:

Soulmates didn’t work like the movies in real life.

In the movies, relationships between soulmates were always romantic, and the people always met in such ridiculous and dramatic circumstances, and their relationship was always perfect with absolutely no effort required from either party.

But it wasn’t real.

or,

Nyx has been friends - and nothing more than that - with Pelna for years. But after a close brush with death, something changes between them

[awlwren-writes]

PelNyx for the ship bingo

PelNyx, my beloved. If CorNyx did not have my heart, I would be all in on this. As it is, I tend to HC that it happened, and that split up (but didn't move on) when Nyx was at his most self-destructive, which helped both of them. And now they are very happily in other relationships, but still have a good friendship spiced with History.

ALT

Explanations: - I'm gonna go through their tag AGAIN (only 40 fics in the tag T_T). - They were both trying to support each other but ended up enabling each other when they were drowning in the dark sides of their work and traumas. Being in relationships with someone a step removed from their fieldwork helped them both, as did some growing up. That said, I don't mind happily ever after with them later (I just like Cor <3) - Continue to be extremely important to each other - Nyx turns to Pelna when he needs help and Pelna does so without hesitation, and Pelna has privileges for using "hero" without hurting Nyx even in fraught emotional conversations. I love them as friends, too. <3

[garbria]

Pelnyx

[caparrucia]

Well, you already write/have written for my best two Nyx ships - PromNyx and CorNyx - Lucky me!

So I guess if I could have amazing stories for any other ship from you, it'd be PelNyx

Ooooh, that's interesting! Pelna is my favorite of the minor Kingsglaive folk. I love the rapport he has with Nyx and how efficiently it's built in the movie. Nyx has some of his best expressions in his conversations with him.

His death was also the most upsetting one, I think, in the entirety of XV. Because like, Luna and Noctis accomplishing what they've set out to do. (Luna dying is full on bullshit, but, at the same time, it's foreshadowed and built into the premise.) But Pelna's death is just. Awful. He's a great representation of the split in the Kingsglaive, between the traitors and the loyalists. Part of what really upset me about it too is the fact no one mourns for him. I wish Nyx had. He's just. Gone. And yeah, shit hits the fan immediately, but. Y'know.

That was my emotional support side character, sir.

Also he's very handsome and I fucking love his smile.

Yeah, yeah, it's a good ship. I should think about it. One day I'll get back to writing with enough consistency to do something for it. (Or, you should request it in the next prompt drive, anon. I'd be happy to write something for them!)

[glaivenoct]

Sending character(s)= Noctis & Nyx

Thanks for sending one, friend! :D (Character Ask Meme here)

Once again Brina fails to answer things without rambling at least once ;u;

***Noctis***

1.) sexuality headcanon: Gay, gay. He gay. I also find ace Noct very valid. 2.) otp: NyxNoct, of course!!! <3 Shocker, I know :p 3.) brotp: Heh, this is silly but, let me die on my niche crossover hill of princely best friends Noctis & Zagreus from Hades. NoctZag? ZagNoct? Prince BFFs for life!! ;u; 4.) notp: I- imma just keep those to myself QuQ 5.) first headcanon that pops into my head: Stand by Me is actually a lullaby Aulea would sing to Noctis in the short time she spent with him when he was a baby. 6.) favorite line from this character: Hmm... that's a tough one. I'm gonna list a few lol "Dad... Trust in me." "Kings of Lucis! Come to me!" "Walk tall, my friends." "What can I say? I'm worth the wait." (my inner NyxNoct heart SCREAMED) "Talk about backseat fishing..." "Hey! I got muscle... you just can't see it." ANYTIME he nerded out in the Assasin's Festival DLC Whenever he talked to the cat at Galdin The entire scene where he meets with Cor at the first Royal Tomb

7.) one way in which I relate to this character: I, too, get overwhelmed thinking about my responsibilities that are looming on the horizon and just want to go back to a hotel room with friends and vibe and play video games while traveling to new places IsThatTooMuchToAsk :')

8.) thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: I don't know if I'd necessarily say it gives me second hand embarrassment, but it mostly just makes me snicker and go "omfg you little NERD" but probably his "Sharp erryday" line. This isn't necessarily my embarrassment either, but I LOVE in the ChocoMog Festival when he follows the Moogle dance all "Huh? Like this?" and then rubs the back of his neck all shy and goes "Can't believe I just did that." *clutches chest* I just lovehimsomuch ;u;

9.) cinnamon roll or problematic fave? CINNAMON ROLL. LOOKS LIKE ONE, IS ONE, BUT COULD ACTUALLY KILL YOU ALL IN ONE.

***Nyx***

1.) sexuality headcanon: Listen. This man is bi as hell 2.) otp: *bangs pots and pans together* NyxNoct NyxNoct NYXNOCT 3.) brotp: There's no way I CAN'T mention Libertus and Crowe! But also, I have a soft spot for some PelNyx! Both platonic and romantic. I just think there's a lot of mutual respect and trust between them and there's part of me that wants to explore it more sometimes! 4.) notp: Again, gonna keep to myself ^^; 5.) first headcanon that pops into my head: While Nyx was given the moniker of "Hero", his own personal Hero is his Mama. He has the highest, utmost respect and love for his mother and would drop EVERYTHING to help and give her whatever she needed. She raised him right and well even if he was a troublemaker at times. Nyx looks like his Papa, but gets all the charm from his Mama! 6.) favorite line from this character: Hoh there's a few, listing them all too - "I'm worth the wait!" (HOW CAN I NOT LOVE THIS ONE) "To hell with your power! I'm not here for it. I only came to tell you: You are no kings." "Rule well, young king." "Besides, didn't anyone tell you? I'm the Hero around here." "What, you got wings underneath that dress?" "Nifilheim took your home. Took all our homes! Nothing will ever change that." "Give Prince Noctis my regards." 7.) one way in which I relate to this character: I think, overall, probably his sense of loyalty and selflessness.

8.) thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: HMMM, I got nothin' for this one friends ¯_(ツ)_/¯ unless maybe there was a time Nyx ripped his uniform pants because his butt was just Too Thicc. @ me all you want on that one, because it could very easily be canon if you ask me!

9.) cinnamon roll or problematic fave? What constitutes a fave being problematic though, I'm genuinely curious lol. It's funny, because I think from the perspective of OTHER CHARACTERS in FFXV, they'd dub Nyx problematic fave in a heartbeat lmao. Me personally, though? The smug cool Hero dude who, at the end of the day, thinks his life is worthless? Your honor that is my battle hardened cinnamon roll, who, SURE, can at times be a smart-mouthed trouble-making asshole. I take no criticism on this, thank you. (also if you ask me, he looks like he can kill you and will actually kill you. but still my battle hardened cinnamon roll)

[merlevum]

Yesterday was kissing day in Japan so I asked my server if they wanted to see specific pairings. _ghostlybuns on Twitter asked for some Pel/Nyx. So I remembered a fic of these by @archangelunmei so I took the inspiration and drew this! 

[zva-redink]

GlaiveLove-dump Part 4: Pel/Nyx

Blame @blitzkrieg-mit-dem-fleischgewehr for this bout of PelNyx obsession. We were watching the movie Rock of Ages and just.....not a single big name in that movie took it seriously and it was GREAT! We got talking about Pelna and Nyx and it took off from there.... XP

[archangelunmei]

A little PelNyx thing for @octomerls :D I love this pairing, I really should write more for them.

[trichter]

kingslaive nyx ships are like:

a woman he slowly but surely comes to not only respect for her dedication but also understands her intentions and mindset (that he had previously misunderstood)

a woman he very clearly cares for, over who's untimely demise he was accordingly upset

his childhood best friend who he obviously loves and who disagrees with his choice to trust in the king, only to come around and understand his opinion just when it's too late

his superior who he has trusted both on and outside the battlefield, who not only betrayed king and crown and home, but also his brothers in arms, and who died a martyr

a prince who he had previously not necessarily considered worthy of the throne, but now believes in to be a worthy king, by virtue of all the people who believe in the prince themselves

t h e k i n g h i m s e l f (like I'm not making that shit up, go look it up)

Me, regardless of all of these great options: *ships him with that one dude that he talked to for like 5 min overall and who looks very good with the hood of his uniform on*

[lunafreya-bae-fleuret]

I'm really itching to write some ffxv ficlets, so if you have a prompt, whether it's for the below listed ships, a crack ship or just gen/friendship/family/character stuff, I'd love for you to send me an ask ✨

[noxulric]

AU where Nyx and Crowe are getting married but both falls in love with their wedding planner, Pelna

[awlwren-writes]

Pelna/Mani

<3 <3 <3

Thank you for humoring my OCs.

I love them so much.

If you don't know, Mani is my OC who is Pelna's wife and the mother of their kids. She's a former Glaive who retired because of magic/brain reasons, and is ruthlessly practical but also deeply in love with her family. She keeps Pelna safe and grounded and he keeps her kind and willing to try. I love them. <3

Explanations: - It's background to all my fics, yes, even PelNyx. - Which is how they earned "fucking the same guy!" Because they often (not always) are a threesome before she is the one who makes the hard decision to cut Nyx out before he drags them all down. When I'm feeling angsty. - It only exists in my head; I haven't even really gotten to write them in my fics. D: - So part of Mani's name could be read as Irene (peace), which has been used to, uh, try to tone her down in the past. Pelna's the only one who can call her that, because he says it with extreme affection for who she is. - I love them, okay? I love them. They are probably a cobbled together mess of other people's versions of Pelna's wife that gained a life of its own, but I do. And I'm not sorry.

<3

[jazzraft]

We’re Fire

Pairing Nyx/Pelna (+background Crowe/Luna) Rated Teen And Up Audiences Words 1882 Summary They’re celebrating the marriage of their best friend. This demands a dance. And, boy, can Nyx dance. also on AO3 →

Merry Christmas, my rarepair partner in crime @ghostl0rd! Can you believe it’s been, like, what is this, three years or more since we’ve been X-Men life mates in rarepair hell? What a trip! Here’s your next obsessive special interest, wrapped up in a nice bow~

“If I can trust Luna’s taste in wine, I can trust her with tasting my Crowe.”

“Cheers to that!”

They were both drunk off their asses and still drinking. It was a wedding. Someone had to do the honors and make sure all that fine Tenebraesian wine didn’t go to waste. The Princess had been so generous with her procurement of the libation, it would be disrespectful not to honor her exalted purchase. And they had to honor Crowe’s wishes.

“Someone at this thing needs to get more drunk than me so I don’t look like the biggest asshole in the whole wedding.”

While they’d assured her that, given it was her wedding, she was entitled to make the biggest asshole of herself if she damn well wanted to, she insisted that her wedding party honor her passage into married life as she went in: with boisterous applause, sloppy toasts, and maybe a little fire, if they were feeling daring.

No fire yet – that’s what you get for letting Luche stay sober – but Pelna and Nyx were at least honoring everything else on her check list. She was the bride. They were obligated by the laws of the universe to do her bidding, no matter how ridiculous and destructive that bidding might be. They’d been doing it for years. Didn’t have to be getting married for their devotion to change. They were experts at this by now.

But damn if that wine wasn’t as strong as Crowe’s favorite bourbon – if she’d been in charge of the wedding plans, it very well would have been bourbon. It was deceptive, like most things from Tenebrae. It was smooth and fruity and went down like melting chocolate. It was hard to put down. Another reason Luche, at least, should stay sober – they’d agreed on this way ahead of time, Pelna was hazy on remembering. If someone needed their stomach pumped, Luche was the driver with the most lethal accuracy for weaving in and out of Insomnian traffic. And he had an uncanny sense for where every hospital in the city seemed to be.

Even Libertus had more than they ever expected him to. He was a mess over Crowe getting married, equal parts proud and mortally distressed. That was his baby sister, standing side by side with the Princess of Tenebrae for the rest of their lives. Did this mean she would retire from the Glaive? Would she not be coming back to Galahd with them when the peace treaties were finalized and Lucis didn’t need them anymore? Would he never see her again? Would she know that fireballs were not proper etiquette for a Tenebraesian court if someone disagreed with her? Would this cause an international incident?

They had gotten more of a headache from Libertus’s frets in the weeks preceding the nuptials than they did from the wine now. There was little he could do to assure him that everything was fine, Luna was fine, and by extension, Crowe would be fine.

It wasn’t until Libertus talked to the Princess himself, fully intending on reciting a hefty mental pamphlet of fully sourced, single-spaced shovel talk that he could accept Crowe was getting married. He came away from that conversation looking like he’d just been slammed by a falling star – and maybe even a little in love himself. Most things from Tenebrae were deceptive. That went for both the wine, and the nobles.

So Libertus could drink with a clear conscience. He was a happy drunk. They all were. Their girl was getting married to the most wonderful lady in all of Eos… the most wonderful lady. Crowe was the most wonderful woman in all of Eos. They weren’t biased or anything, that was just a fact. Luna never argued.

The brides were dancing amongst the pulsing wedding party from each side. While Luna had requested the ceremony take place in Tenebrae, Crowe had negotiated a rave of an after-party. “I want to see if that stuffy court of yours knows how to dance,” she’d said. Luna’s face had lit up like a sunrise at the suggestion. So, the lights were reeling and the music was loud in the ballroom of Fenestala Manor.

“We’re dancing!” Nyx suddenly proclaimed with that last gulp of wine under his belt.

“We’ve been dancing for hours.” Hadn’t they? What was he doing all this swaying for if they hadn’t been dancing the whole time?

Nyx grabbed him by the arm and they both weaved onto the ballroom floor, shoulders bouncing off of each other and elbows linked to keep themselves from getting separated. Had to hold onto your drinking buddy, that was a safety requirement. Pelna totally used that excuse to trip into Nyx’s side and maybe slap a hand against his obnoxiously firm chest to keep from face-planting. All in the name of safety.

Ogling Nyx as he danced… maybe not quite as honorable.

Pelna had never been good at dancing – not sober, at least. He was told that he was a fantastic dancer, but only during the moments he could barely remember. Nyx, however, was a hypnotic dancer, with or without help from a royal wine choice.

He’d always been a great dancer. He never got to see it as often since they joined the Kingsglaive - there weren’t a whole lot of opportunities for celebrating when you were constantly out fighting for your life. But on holidays or vacation days or nights where all of them were feeling adventurous after a full meal at the bar, Nyx allowed himself a little bit of freedom. He had to be among friends and they had to want enough fun away from their demons for him to dare to indulge.

He danced like he fought daemons in the field. His movements were as sharp as his blades, cutting into the crowd like he’d always been a part of it, like he belonged there. He picked up the beat of the music, no matter if he knew the song or not, like it had been paused in his head the whole time, and he was just then clicking play.

Pelna envied him his adaptability. Whether they were fighting or dancing, Nyx always knew how to act, what to do, how to be for any given situation. He was all fierce, sinuous movements, the passion of a whole nation thrumming through his veins. He was always fire and spite, always sure and wild. He bled around dancers like they were ghosts, always having a place to put his feet, pivoting on his heels like a spinning top to avoid collision. And with a devil-may-care smile at all the little victories of motion.

It wasn’t even the alcohol talking when Pelna let himself think he was beautiful. He’d always thought that, was just never brave enough to say it out loud. He was beautiful like tempered steel was beautiful, deadly and artful in its lethality. He was as powerful as the prowling beasts in the forests that used to scare Pelna as a child back home. Thrilling and terrifying, something he wanted to see, but knew he should never touch lest it lash out at him. Nyx was something that couldn’t be controlled, a force of nature in every movement. He’d admired him and coveted him and denied him because he knew if he got too close, he wouldn’t know what to do with his hands to keep them from getting burned.

But sometimes Nyx would look at him – just him – with those eyes like a whiplash storm, and Pelna couldn’t resist the danger. He couldn’t push away the idea that maybe he was more than just caught up in Nyx’s storm. Nyx could find him amidst all the raging winds of his own soul, pick him out from the sheets of rain in his eyes, and draw him in to be a part of it, not a victim of it. Sometimes, Pelna would chance a step closer to that storm.

And this time, the one time where they were both too drunk to be afraid, he was the one that reached out to Nyx. Nyx was always coaxing him closer, tempting him with flashbang glances, crowding him beneath his arm and the sweat of their combat, slamming his hands against him with the adrenaline and the blood and the fire of the wastelands to make him feel alive. For once, Pelna felt daring enough to be the one to touch first.

For once, he had no inhibitions about shimmying closer in the already close quarters of the dance floor. For once, he didn’t care if his hands got burned when they fell against Nyx’s hips. He wanted to feel the burn. He wanted to feel what it was like to have all that fire beneath one mass of hard, scarred skin.

Nyx obliged him, rolling his hips beneath his hands and coiling his arms around him to keep them both balanced in the chaos of the storm. Pelna could smell the wine, smell the sweat, smell the persistent smoke of the King’s power always on Nyx’s skin. He was so close that he could smell spice, familiar and homey from Nyx’s kitchen. He could smell his aftershave, could even feel the scratchy hairs on his chin against his face.

He hadn’t meant to get this close. Closer, but not this close. Not close enough to see the craggy lines of his chapped lips. Not close enough to see the tattoos nicked beneath his eyes. Not close enough to see into the eyes of the storm, to try and wonder what the hooded lids meant when they were enveloped over him.

Of all the people he could have, of all the people strong enough to withstand his storm, why would he lean down and kiss him?

Why were they still moving, why was Nyx’s hand on his hip to keep him close as they kept gyrating to the music? Why wasn’t he getting burned? He could feel his heat in all of his own body, felt the solid expanse of his chest pressed to his, felt like he should be crushed by it, but never was.

Nyx’s hand was in his hair, messy movements tangling through already messy curls. He tasted his tongue in his mouth, far too sure for how drunk he knew they both were. Pelna’s own arms linked around his neck, pulling through the braids in his hair in sweet, self-indulgent gratification.

He’d gotten too close. He knew that this was too much. But damnit if he didn’t care. No one noticed. No one cared. He didn’t care. He knew that he should. He knew that they should be sober for this, that they might forget it happened at all when they were nursing a mutual hangover tomorrow morning. But for now, just for one limitless moment, he wanted to feel this. He wanted to burn, too.

“I’m really drunk,” Nyx gasped, a broken sound that Pelna brazenly felt proud of.

“Hi, Really Drunk. I’m Drunker.”

That made Nyx laugh and kiss him more. It was stupid – they were stupid – but what else were wedding parties for but being stupid so the intended didn’t have to be? And they were fulfilling Crowe’s wishes, too.

They were on fire.

[garbria]

Ships! Cornyx and pelnyx?

Pelnyx is cute. I love Pelna and he deserves more appreciation. Nyx and Pelna are clearly friends, and they are adorable together.

But.

Cornyx is, and always will be, my OTP. I love them so much. I really think they're perfect for each other. They're both reckles idiots, even if Cor hides it better. And they both feel the pressures of duty. Cor would empathize with Nyx's need to prove himself and save everyone, since he went through the same thing with Gilgamesh. I think they both experience a similar kind of loneliness. We don't know much about Cor's family, but it couldn't have been good since he joined the Crownsguard at 13. And Nyx lost his family in the fall of Galahd. Nyx has Libertus and Crowe, and Cor has Regis and Clarus, so I think that would be something they would bond over. Cor could provide Nyx with a sense of stability in Insomnia, and Nyx could get Cor out of the Citadel and introduce him to the wider community. They're my favorite characters, and I just want them to be happy. Together.

Thanks for the ask!

[merlevum]

23, PelNyx? Bc I'm such trash for those two omg XD

23. sitting in lap hug

They started by sitting in the lap >>

[khxra]

Hi yes hello thank you @forxthexfuture21 for PelNyx, the ship I did not know I needed in my life