#axis arra

[acecaelumizunia]

The amount of times Ive rewatched Kingsglaive is unhealthy and I need to be heavily sedated... or put in therapy.

[a-world-in-grey]

You might not need another au but do you want it?

Think of how much fun it would be, Sola and Ardyn snarking at each other in the middle of the throne room and before the entire court.

The resemblance is uncanny.

You can track which of the nobles noticed it by how much they pale, their polite masks turning a little bit tense.

You. Are an enabling gremlin.

Plopping this in the Combined Retinue Nox/Sola au, because this is what my brain finally decided to spit out at 2 in the morning.

@secret-engima have an early Christmas present, I guess?

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“If I have to dress up, Uncle,” his niece tells him fiercely, “then so do you.”

Ardyn raises a brow from the bench he’s languidly lounging on, watching his Tailor circle Sola with sharp eyes as she tugs on the black fabric of the dress she’s wrangled Sola into wearing for her upcoming Coming of Age, unfazed by the equally black scowl on the princess’ face.

Beside him, Nox is firmly pretending to nap on his Shield’s shoulder. Axis has his gaze glued to the book in his hand.

It seems he’ll have no allies from that quarter.

Admittedly, Ardyn had perhaps been enjoying Sola’s irritation too much, and hadn’t bothered to smother his growing amusement with every dark mutter Sola had made about protocol and where the court could shove said protocol.

He gives Sola an indulgent smirk. “I highly doubt I’m on the guest list, my dear. Given the current state of international politics.”

Not that he’d let the lack of an invitation stop him from attending his niece and nephew’s birthday party.

From the glare Sola levels at the mirror, and the minute stiffening of Nox’s spine, Ardyn has the feeling his niblings will ensure he is invited, regardless of anyone else’s feelings on the matter.

Nox’s eyes actually open a sliver when Sola’s magic abruptly curls, all mischievous glee with an edge of bared teeth. His nephew warily eyes his twin and the grin growing on her face.

Ardyn does not share Nox’s apprehension. He rather thinks his niece should smile like that more often.

“A suit for your Uncle, then?” Penelopeia asks archly.

“If you would be so kind.” Sola replies before Ardyn can protest. Sola’s blue eyes narrow on him through the mirror. “Black for the shirt, instead of the suit, I think. Gold as an accent color, but otherwise I have full faith in your judgment.”

To Penelopeia’s credit, his Tailor pauses for but a moment. “Of course, Your Highness.”

Ardyn gives Sola a long look. His niece knows very well protocol prohibits him from wearing black. He is neither a (known) member of the royal family nor in sworn service to them. Sola cares little for protocol and tradition, especially when it gets in her way, but even she can’t get away with flouting such an old and respected tradition. Not like this. “Niece.” He warns.

Sola raises her chin, defiant. “Do you trust me?”

Ardyn sighs. Smiles reassuringly at the fierce girl who’s been Nox and Ardyn’s staunchest supporter these past near three years. “Yes.”

Sola nods, and that is that.

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Copia Egestas adores her Queen.

Sola’s last minute changes to the twins’ Coming of Age gave her a solid week of extra work to do - with help from Ignis, who volunteered on account of her being nearly six months pregnant - hunting through the Archives and preparing her arguments before she and Sola sat down in front of the King and finally told him exactly who would be presenting his daughter at her Coming of Age. Presenting both his children, in fact.

Unsurprisingly, Regis was not pleased. But between Sola’s staunch refusal to change her mind and Copia’s presented precedents, he reluctantly conceded.

Now, eyeing everyone as they wait to enter the ballroom, Copia can only feel a vicious anticipation.

Nox and Sola make a striking pair in black and gold. Both of them have their hair carefully pulled back, decorated further with gold. Nox still wears his usual earrings, the only silver on him as he’d declined the offer for golden versions, and Sola has mirrored him with a set of earrings arranged in the opposite ears. Not the same earrings, but the studs and climber are similar enough in shape to achieve the desired effect.

Copia’s sleeveless black dress is cut to flatter her pregnant figure, a gold shawl for her shoulders because six months pregnant and she gets uncomfortably warm now that the summer months are upon them, which also why she’s elected for an updo instead of letting her thick curls tumble loose. Unlike Sola, Copia is in comfortable flats instead of heels, again on account of being pregnant.

Axis is in a black suit jacket with gold details, and his Clan’s purple and green tartan. His hair’s been styled back from his face, but otherwise remains free.

Axis isn’t the only one wearing purple and green. Nox has the shifting purple-green galahdite in his ears, hair, and decorating his cufflinks. Sola’s chosen a selection of amethysts and emeralds to decorate her gold jewelry, while Copia had been gifted a pair of ebony hair sticks topped with amethyst and emerald carved cabochons.

(Copia knows just enough about Galahdian culture to know to tell Penny the goal, and follow the woman’s instructions on how to support Axis without overstepping cultural boundaries. The result, she is told, is a careful blend of Lucian and Galahdian color codes, but Copia has never seen Axis struck speechless before so she makes a mental note to commend Penny and her recommended jewelers for their hard work.)

With Ardyn, however, Penny has evidently decided to take refuge in audacity.

The suit is a lovely shade of dark purple, decorated with an intricate pattern of - much to Copia’s amusement - peacock feathers. At a glance they could be mistaken for phoenix feathers, certainly, but Copia knows her birds, and those feathers belong to the phoenix’s non-magical dramatic cousins. Studded at the eye of each feather are small galahdite stones to match Nox and Axis.

Under the suit, Ardyn’s shirt is black, which will no doubt give the Court conniptions and the press a field day, despite them following protocol to a T. Instead of a traditional tie, Ardyn’s kept his usual scarf, but in a rich green. How it doesn’t clash with the purple, Copia doesn’t know, but she knows Ardyn’s vest is a matching shade of green. Ardyn has a gold and galahdite lapel pin, linked by a fine gold chain to a paired piece on the front of his breast pocket.

The master of ceremonies glances over at them, expression half-expectant, half-despairing.

It turns to resignation when Ardyn and Sola gift him identical smirks.

Nox sighs.

Copia hides a grin behind her hand. Oh yes, tonight is going to be so very entertaining, with uncle and niece actively working together.

She wonders how many people will notice the family resemblance before the end of the night?

[calling4glaives]

Kingsglaive Legends 2023 Master List

Thank you to everyone who participated in KGLegends23! Thanks to you, we now have 15 new images and over 25k more words featuring the Kingsglaive characters. If you have any works you’d like to add, please do! We’ll update this as we become aware of them.

Thank you also to all those who liked, reblogged, and commented on these works – your support is always appreciated! Please continue to support the fabulous writers and artists in this community.

Participants

Writers

Awlwren (Tumblr, Ao3)

Blossom Adventures (Tumblr)

Dablotte (Twitter)

Firechocobros (Tumblr, Ao3)

Loki_chan / Garbria (Tumblr, Ao3)

StarJunco (Tumblr, Ao3)

The master list itself will be below the cut, along with the badge for using all the canon glaives across the week's fills!

Not an icon this year, but instead a "signed" poster of the glaives by the lovely @starjunco. If you wondered what they glaives were up to in their various poses this week, now you know. Of course they couldn't even behave long enough for a good picture. On the other hand, who put Tredd next to Libertus? Drautos doesn't get to look exasperated by the shenanigans when he indirectly caused them.

Day 1

Art

Title: Sacrifice Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Crowe Altius Relationship: Crowe Altius & Nyx Ulric

Title: Day 1 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Luche Lazarus Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Exhaustion (ft. Drautos) Author: Blossom Adventures Link: Tumblr Glaives: Titus Drautos Relationships: Titus / Cor Summary/Excerpt:

Cor woke up to an empty bed, he’s probably already up, he thought as he realised what had actually woke him, his phone was ringing, it was Clarus, he looked at the time in his phone screen, 5:15am. The Marshal let out a groan and answered the call.

Title: Call and Response - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Axis Arra, Tredd Furia Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Axis has seen how useful Oracle Sign is. Now to get everyone else to.

Ugh. This means actually socializing with people.

Title: Holding Out for a Hero Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Pelna Khara Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Pelna knows he’s not the Hero of the Kingsglaive but when he runs into trouble on his own, he rises to the occasion.

Title: Love, War, and Sacrifice Author: Firechocobros Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Titus Drautos, Nyx Ulric, Sonitus Bellum, Luche Lazarus, Axis Arra, Crowe Altius, Pelna Khara, Tredd Furia, Relationships: Polyglaive, DrauCor Summary/Excerpt:

“If it will end this fucking meeting,” Titus started with a heavy sigh. “I will sacrifice the stupid fucking closet to the Guard.”

There were head nods, and they all moved on to the next thing on the agenda. Little did they know that Titus was not giving his closet up without a fight.

Featuring Titus being a petty king and using his Glaive to the best of his abilities.

Day 2

Art

Title: Day 2 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Crowe Altius Relationship: N/A

Title: Sleeping in the Clouds Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Libertus Ostium, Nyx Ulric, Crowe Altius Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: AU & Life After (ft. Luche) Author: Blossom Adventures Link: Tumblr Glaives: Luche Lazarus, Nyx Ulric Relationships: Nyx / OC Summary/Excerpt:

at the start of The Long Night, Cor and Titus buy a penthouse apartment in Lestallum and they get bunk beds to accommodate their close friends and “family” so that they all have a safe place to live and don’t have to worry about accommodation themselves… also there’s a little teaser to Violet and Nyx’s relationship ☺️🥰

Title: Lichtenberg Figures Author: Firechocobros Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Sonitus Bellum, Luche Lazarus, Axis Arra, Crowe Altius, Pelna Khara, Tredd Furia, Relationships: Polyglaive Summary/Excerpt:

It had been storming all week, and Nyx’s parents had warned him to stay inside, but he was getting restless. Something kept telling him to go outside; the voice was getting stronger, and Nyx was about to listen to it out of pure boredom. 

How the Glaives found out who their Clustermates were and what their Asteral Event was.

Title: Delta Blues - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Libertus Ostium, Nyx Ulric Relationships: Cor / Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

He whirled, sole remaining kukri at the ready as the Princess spread her feet and crouched slightly, ready to run or attack. A car pulled up behind them and jerked to a stop. Libertus rolled down the window and beckoned them over.

“C’mon, get in! They set up a trap in the square, I heard it on the radio,” Libertus yelled in that tone that he was convinced was quiet.

Continuing my Nyx Lives AU where Libertus finds Nyx before he gets shot, and so he never puts on the ring. And things go from there.

Libertus PoV this chapter!

Title: Not All Who Wander Are Lost Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Luche Lazarus, Nyx Ulric, Libertus Ostium Relationships: Luche & Nyx, Libertus & Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

The Lazarus clan has been responsible for protecting the royal family of Galahd for centuries, and Luche takes his duty seriously. It's a shame the only surviving member hates him.

Day 3

Art

Title: Day 3 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Pelna Khara Relationship: N/A

Title: Pelna!!! On a fishing (?) adventure Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Pelna Khara, Titus Drautos, Nyx Ulric, Luche Lazarus, Libertus Ostium, Tredd Furia Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Tredditions Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Tredd Furia, Nyx Ulric, Pelna Khara, Libertus Ostium, Luche Lazarus Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Tredd hazes the rookies educates the new class of Glaives on Important Glaive Traditions. And then celebrates some more somber ones with the rest of his own recruiting class. Fill for Kingsglaive Legends 2023: Day 3 - Tradition

Title: Training (ft. Nyx & Drautos) Author: Blossom Adventures Link: Tumblr Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Titus Drautos Relationships: Nyx / OC Summary/Excerpt:

It was the hottest day of the year, the height of summer, the training grounds in the Citadel were exposed to the full sun at this time of day. Captain Drautos had called off training when he saw how the Glaive were struggling, he let them go home, and they did just that, all but one.

Title: All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Libertus Ostium, Nyx Ulric, Luche Lazarus, Crowe Altius Relationships: Libertus & Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

On their way to Insomnia after the attack on Galahd, Libertus decides Nyx needs some time away and invites him on a hunt. Unfortunately, he should have realized that nothing is simple when traveling with an Ulric.

Day 4

Art

Title: Day 4 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Sonitus Bellum Relationship: N/A

Title: Family Fix-it Home Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Libertus Ostium, Luche Lazarus, Pelna Khara, Crowe Altius Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Shifting Sand - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Crowe Altius Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Crowe’s not quite sure what’s going on, or who this lady is, or why people are trying to kill her, but she’s determined she’s not going to die first. Crowe’s POV of the last section of Solid Ground.

Day 5

Art

Title: Day 5 Artist: StarJunco Link: TumblrGlaives: Tredd Furia Relationship: N/A

Title: Slice of Life/Love(?) Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric Relationship: Nyx / Noct (possible)

Fics

Title: All Through the Night Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Luche Lazarus, Sonitus Bellum Relationships: Luche & Sonitus Summary/Excerpt:

Luche is working late on the Night Shift, and struggling with the weight of responsibilities.

Day 6

Art

Title: Day 6 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Axis Arra Relationship: N/A

Title: Titus...more like TiSUS Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Titus Drautos Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Hide and Sneak - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Pelna Khara, Nyx Ulric Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Pelna loved figuring out secrets. It was one of the best things about being a scout – putting together puzzles and learning the crucial pieces of information that could save his fellow glaives, or the Crownsguard holding the lines, or the people just trying to live their lives as the tides of war swept over them. He might not be able to liberate whole towns himself, or smash through the enemy lines to allow advances and retreats, but he could find things no one else could, and that saved lives, too.

Pelna is clever, and sneaky, and learns a lot, maybe even more than he wanted to.

Chapter 2/2! Pelna heads home.

Title: Today's Gonna Be My Day Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Titus Drautos Relationships: Titus Drautos & Cor Leonis Summary/Excerpt:

Crownsguard Titus Drautos is determined to make a place for himself in the Crownsguard, despite the hostility of his fellow recruits. If only he could stop running into the same smug bastard every time he tried to train. ​

Day 7

Art

Title: Day 7 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Libertus Ostium Relationship: N/A

Title: Day 7 Artist: StarJunco Link: TumblrGlaives: Nyx Ulric Relationship: N/A

Title: Live Libertus Reaction Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Crowe Altius, Libertus Ostium Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Where Angels Fear to Tread Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Titus Drautos Relationships: pre- Cor / Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

When he’d turned back enough to have a clearer shot of where Drautos had been standing guard over the glaive wounded, Cor had a moment of confusion when he didn’t see the man. A quick survey of the field showed the lone glaive who’d reinforced the western flank holding back a wall of gunfire with an impressively sturdy shield, one that surely couldn’t last, but no sign of their Captain.

As he got close enough, Cor finally realized that the hunched figure in the middle of the courtyard he’d previously missed was not wearing the red of blood but the darker shade of Drautos’s uniform.

Somehow, while he’d been being cautious, Titus Drautos had fallen.

Cor goes to meet the Kingsglaive returning from their latest raid and helps them out of an ambush, and meets someone who might be worth keeping an eye on.

Title: Fools Rush In Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Titus Drautos Relationships: pre - Cor / Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

Things go badly when Nyx’s unit gets ambushed on the way back from a mission. Then Cor shows up.

[andywinter16]

Random headcannons for FFXV in general, because I would love to know more about it, and there is not enough info for my gremlin brain.

Galadh:

- I kinda see clan Lazarus like those who deal with foreign policy. Also lot of Lazaruses married non-galadhian, they just loves other cultures. (They are still loyal to Galadh)

- Galadh is in my opinion similiar to the Greek islands. Mainly few big ones and then lot of small ones. There is a definitively volcano. 

- Galadh is also known for its natural hot springs. Glaives definitively were chilling there.

- Galadh officially worships Astrals, Ramuh and Leviathan are the main protectors. There is also a very strong bond with the ancestors.

- Clans have totem animals. (Ulrics have coeurl, Arras have sabertusk, Ostiums have kujata, ...)  

- A beautiful legend is attached to it´s origin. Once upon a time, during a great disaster, there were a few animals that went to help humans to survive it. But in the process they have died themselves. Their human friends wheeped to Astrals about this woe. They heard their plea and united the man with the animal.

Random:

- Regis remembers all names and faces of his employes 

- Clarus hair fell out during stress from both of his idiots. The idiots in question are Regis and Cor

- Cor and Titus are actually good friends who are little shits together  (Glaives and guards are dreading those days when two of them are together)

- There is annual boot camp where glaives and guards measure their forces 

- Luche either doesn´t sleep at all or is having short power naps during day. He´s got nightmares about Galadh and his fallen comrades.

- Nyx hair and beard grows super fast, he needs to shave it at least every three days. He tries to shave it when deployed, but Nyx just gave up after that.

- Tredd´s got younger brother who is still in Galadh. Their relationship is sadly very complicated. But Tredd always sends him a birthday card nonethless.

- Axis is great at bargaining prices at the market, also always picks the juiciest vegetables/fruits. (I believe this is some kind of superpower)

- Sonitus has sharp teeth (they looks like shark ones), he can open cans with it or beers. 

- Pelna plays exceptionaly guitar and ukulele. Sometimes brings it to Yamachang for a spin.

- Libertus is suprisingly good singer when he gets little bit of alcohol into his system. Everyone always shut up and listens when Lib starts to sing. (Usually galadh tunes)

- Crowe loves to go on night ride with her motorcycle. Has favourite spot where she can see whole Insomnia. Usually sends gang a random photos she took on the way.

- Titus favourite place to relax is at top of Citadel at night. The night sky is breathtaking. He usually brings some alcohol to drink his sorrows and regrets away.

[ertrunkenerwassergeist]

I imagined Regis or Cor or anyone from the Citadel asking Drautos if he knew about the Conqueror going to Galahd, and. Drautos would say no. Because he didn't know.

And for the Insomnians that's reasonable, this happened centuries ago, not everyone is interested in history, for all they know the fleet never made it to the islands.

Except Drautos is pretending to be one of Galahkari. One of the people who hold grudges like it's a national sport and discuss historical events like it's yesterday gossip. Whichever Glaive was nearby to hear this would realise that the Captain is being honest about not knowing - and that he's definitely lying about his past.

Axis did not want to be here. His youngest was sick again and had both him and Librita up for most of the night. Thank the spirits for his wife's ability to work from home. Otherwise one of them would have had to quit their job a long time ago.

He supressed a yawn and did his best to ignore Captain Drautos, who was doing some sword drills not too far away from him. Blearily blinking down at the clipboard in his hands, Axis distantly wondered which style of pildura the Captain would prefer. Gekkan maybe? Certainly not puhna. He shook his head. This was not the time to think about it. If he could get his work done in a timely manner, maybe he would be able to go home sooner and help his wife look after Isoro.

Crouching down to inspect the damage done to the stone wall of the training ground, Axis nearly missed the Lord fucking Marshal himself approaching. Suddenly he was wide awake, tracking the man's movements out od the corner of his eyes, while trying to look like he was still concentrating on his work.

"Titus, a word please," the Marshal said once the Captain had stopped his current moveset.

"Has there been an attack?" There was an undercurrent to that question Axis couldn't place.

"No," the Marshal said and something within Axis relaxed. "Regis, Clarus and I are just curious about something."

By the spirits, Axis had never heard the Marshal say so many words in a row.

Captain Drautos rolled his shoulders and sheathed his sword, stance relaxing. Axis couldn't see his expression, but for someone who often insinuated that the King and his men didn't really care for the Glaive beyond their capabilities to be a meat shield, his everything seemed awefully friendly.

"If this is about Shield Hearts again, the answer is still no."

Axis nearly did a double take. Like, what? What by Pitioss was Shield Hearts? The Marshal honest to the spirits snorted. Axis noted down the need for five new stones for this section of the wall and started to search for non-existant cracks in dirt floor.

"Clarus still hasn't given up on it, but no. Do you know about the diary they found not too long ago?"

"The one that mentions the Conqueror? Hard not to have heard about it."

"We were wondering if you know something about it. Do you Galahdians have any records about it? It would be interesting to know if the Conqueror really made it to Galahd or not."

Now Axis wasn't even pretending to work. What would the Captain say? Would he actually tell this outsider the story? Hopefully not. He chanced a look at the two men. Captain Drautos looked contemplative.

"I'm sorry," he said, and if not for his next words, Axis would have sighed in relief. "I don't know anything about that. This was also the first time I heard about it. And with Galahd's conquest I don't know if any records survived."

"I see. What a pity."

Fuck. The Captain was serious. He was actually serious about this. He did not know. How could he not know? Every Galahkar grew up hearing about the Black Ships, the attempted conquest and the murder of Perses Ulric.

What the fuck?

He scribbled something on his clipboard - he had no idea what - and marched out of the training ground as inconspicuously as possible. He needed to talk to Luche.

[kgffxv]

Kingsglaive Monthly Events!

Glaives Assemble!

The moderators of the For Hearth and Home Discord server are happy to announce the Kingsglaive Monthly Events! The bulk of the information can be found in the document linked, but we will outline some key points below!

What is it?

The Kingsglaive Monthly Events are a 9 month long event beginning on January 9th, with each month focusing on a different named Glaive from the movie.

The monthly schedule is:

Axis Arra - January

Sonitus Bellum - February

Tredd Furia - March

Luche Lazarus - April

Pelna Khara - May

Crowe Altius - June

Libertus Ostium - July

Titus Drautos - August

Nyx Ulric - September

Breakdown for each month:

1st week - Posting canon information about the character w/related preliminary discussions. Prompts for fanart/fanfics will be posted and shared.

2nd week - Fandom headcanon discussions.

3rd & 4th weeks - Fanart & fanfic sharing from prompts.

Do we have to join the Discord server to participate?

No! We highly encourage it as there's a lot of wonderful people in there, but it's not a requirement to partake in discussions posted on here or Twitter or to create content.

There is a bit more information in the link provided. We highly encourage everyone to go read through it.

We hope you're as excited as we are to dive deep into each of the Glaives and give them more love. We'll see you on January 9th.

For Hearth and Home

[awlwren-writes]

Call and Response: Chapter 2

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationship: Axis Arra & Sonitus Bellum, Axis Arra & Tredd Furia Characters: Axis Arra, Sonitus Bellum, Original child characters, Tredd Furia Additional Tags: Exhaustion, Sign Language, The Start of the Traitor Squad Summary: Axis has seen how useful Oracle Sign is. Now to get everyone else to.

Ugh. This means actually socializing with people.

Yeah, so this happened finally. Sorry to disappear on you; energy levels have been super low. But I finally finished this one! I still wanna do more with Axis's family and with Sonitus, but this was the story that came out and so here we are.

[meissashush]

AO3 First Lines Tag Game

Tagged by @garbria, thanks for the tag!

Rules: Share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

These are all for FFXV.

1. Nine Ravens

Cor inhaled deep, ignoring the way the air burned cold down his throat as he pushed forward through waist-high snow. The wind pressed snow thick against his balaclava as they walked, a frozen torrent encrusting the fabric covering his mouth faster than his breath could melt it. He squinted through the condensation frosting along the edges of his goggles and into the endless white abyss of Niflheim.

2. Tried and Tempered

Cor squinted at up the sky that swirled above him, the dark mess of colors shifting around like a complex modern art piece. He couldn’t force it to make sense. Nothing made sense to him, right now. Everything hurt. His head, his stomach, all of his limbs. His pride. He felt like he had died—No, he felt like it would have been better off dead.

3. Bleed with the Storm

He didn’t have time to be dwelling by the window. There was a storm brewing in the halls of the Citadel—when was there not?—but the only storm that held his attention was just now cresting over the West Wall. He watched it forming along the distant stone, an angry shroud of darkness that could have been mistaken for the night sky, if not for the lightning that crested through it and illuminated the banks of thunderheads.

4. Goose Step

"I refuse. This isn’t in my job description. I’m not going to fucking do it and they can’t fucking make me.”"

5. Those They've Bound

“Cor.” Cor looked up, his body forcing him to attention despite how he had very much been asleep leaning against the wall. Regis motioned him over with a lazy hand, not bothering to look away from the papers on his desk. The motion tugged at him, Cor’s feet dragging him forward to take his place before the desk. Ever the dog at his Majesty’s beck and call. “I need you to head up north.”

6. What's In a Word?

Galdin Quay! Blue skies, white sands, the sea air only vaguely smelling of fish…

7. Silence is the Virtue of Fools

Fuck Drautos. Sonitus was seething, layers of sweat beading along the high-collar of his uniform as he stood on the edge of the training field. Glaives—no, prospective glaives—were running laps in the late summer heat. Sonitus made no move to join them. He knew Ulric would’ve as a show of solidarity or, more likely, to laugh at them when they couldn’t keep up. Lazarus might have too, if only to criticize them as they went. Sonitus couldn’t be fucking bothered.

8. Pivot

If there was anything on Eos that Axis hated more than daemons, it was dualhorn dung. The stench of it was cloying, wriggling its way into every crevice of your nostrils until you couldn’t even think of anything other than how fucking bad it smelled. By the end of the day, it was so embedded in his skin that Messis wouldn’t let him into the house until he hosed off behind the barn.

9. What Should Have Gone to the River

It’s hard, Nyx finds, to mourn the dead without mourning Galahd as a whole.

10. I Just Know You, Hero

“I’m not going up there with you! This is stupid!” “No, come on, Lib! It’s gonna be so cool!”

No pressure tags: to anyone who wants to do it! I'm too shy rn to tag anyone ^-^;

[pyrrhiccomedy]

I am so curious about Olivie, please how the hell is she playing “hard to get” with a DEAD HOUR and KISSING THE RENDING?! And apparently getting fun little powers from the sunflower king??? She sounds fabulous and I hope she ruins everyone’s day forever.

I have every confidence in her ability to do that.

Olivie is a very talented occultist, and has been the private student to two very experienced sorcerers.

The first she met when she was only fifteen: a Rending cultist in Arras who was preparing for the coming of the Plague. That cultist needed a creature in order to bring her plans to fruition, and Olivie was near to hand, and full of dazzling and reckless ambition. For three years Olivie learned from and aided that wicked agent, while the cultist transformed her own husband (the mayor of Arras) into an avatar of the Rending's power.

But the Rending liked Olivie even more than Its cultist did. And whatever passed between Olivie and that twisted, inhuman shape on the bed - whenever Olivie slipped past her mistress to let him whisper in her ear - certainly included 'a kiss.'

Bastian managed to kill the transformed mayor, and the cultist, but Olivie escaped. She went to join an old friend of her now-deceased mistress: a former acolyte of Lord Raymond the Cathar's, now an Ecdysiast cultist. The Ecdysiast has only slightly less rotten vibes than the Rending, so communion with him came naturally to Olivie. She has so far refrained from petitioning him, however: he means to overpower her, and she doesn't intend to let that happen.

She came relatively late to Sunflower King veneration, but it was a natural fit, along their shared axis of Grail. The Sunflower King has a real 'all shall love me and despair' energy that Olivie had no trouble locking into. Now in combat she can just randomly paralyze people with the horror of her greatness and beauty. It suits her.

In the last session, Bastian left Olivie behind with the young king of France for whom Bastian is prosecuting a civil war, and intends to betray for his crown. She'll have a year with him: and a year in proximity to Lord Raymond, and the Sunflower King calendar cultists under Philippe de la Marche. I'm sure she'll make something just wonderful out of this unexpected opportunity.

[bloomingkyras]

get to know a blogger!

i was tagged by @d4isy-nukes and @akitasimblr thanks for the tag! 💕

show your wallpaper:

i think i already show her before with the same game tag 😅 but yeah.. i haven't replace my wallpaper since the last tag. this my princess ,my boss, my everything.. airis nuna..and yup i also make her into sims pet and gave mini her to Arra girl 🤭.

craving: Starbuck cake..

currently reading: just finish XOXO by Axie Oh

last song you listened to: I'll be waiting by Cian Ducrot

last movie: Police Evo (Malaysian movie)

last show: currently pause watching Tale of nine tailed 1938 kdrama ( still don't have time to catch up although the lead actor are my favorite 😂)

what are you wearing right now: Spy x family tshirt and a comfy shorts.

how tall are you: 165 i guess 😅

piercings: just 1 for each ear

tattoos: no..but i really love to wear temporary henna on my hand.

glasses/contacts: i'm wearing glasses but if there's an event or occasion i use contacts.

last thing you ate: Steam fish..

favourite colour: pink is a must for me 😂

favourite fictional character: Marvel character lol 😂

current obsession: collecting pop mart miniature (just like funko pop)

any pets: 2 cat.. a britsh short hair and a persian.

last place you traveled: Brisbane,Australia (international) and cameron highland (in my own country)

tq again gemma and Harper Family ask me 😊.. i dont know who to tag..

[saxhamsurvivor]

your misery in life (is your ecstasy in death)

@saxhamsurvivor asked:

"Hold still..."

@hearthandhomeward | Titus Glauca answered:

For a while, he'd assumed he was dead, all things considered. For a while, he'd even been happy about it. No more conflict, no more divide-- no more fighting for one side and betraying the other. No more expectations, no future, no past, no honor, no pride. For a while, he is dead. And then he isn't, pulled back screaming to the waking world and the sun high, unyielding, unforgiving, overhead, as Arra yanks the blade from his chest and smashes a cure flask right in the worst of it. Drautos swears, violently, hands half-armored and digging into the rubble of what was once the First Bank of Insomnia, as the curative does its impersonal work-- what he wants to do is grab Axis Arra by the throat and break his neck for inflicting this on him. He was dead, gods-dammit, and he'd actually liked it. It is the longest series of moments in his life, longer than the eternal battle with Ulric, longer than every tedious moment spent in company of a king he loathed. Arra looks like he should be dead, too, haggard and wan, when Titus finally regains sense enough to push past the frigid fingers yanking bone and muscle and organ tissue back together to look at him. "--Thanks," and there is grudging gratitude there, because being alive means he can still finish what he started. "The others with you?" Furia, Bellum, other people he'd set up like ducks in a shooting gallery, pawns on a chessboard. His people, like Crowe, never intended to survive the Fall.

Axis watches his one-time captain with the implacability of a coeurl on the hunt. He can see the murder there, in ice-blue eyes, and ignores it as he does the begrudging thanks. He didn't revive Titus Drautos to save him, after all.

"I sent them on ahead," Axis tells him, flat and cold. "We need gear, clothes, a ride."

He should have cut Drautos' throat the moment he saw him breathing, but the peace on the older man's face had enraged him.

He still doesn't know if he intends to leave him here or lead him out, or pretend to follow like he used to. He thinks Drautos knows Axis will never be loyal to him again.

The kids are safe, and the man in Glauca's armour doesn't know where. It's enough for now.

[a-world-in-grey]

Sola/Little Nox Dissidia au

@raven-6-10 @secret-engima

The promised trainwreck under the cut!

The Citadel's been a wreck of tension ever since Spitfire and the prince went missing. Abyssus yowling fit to wake the dead brought the on-duty glaives running to find Sola's bed empty, phone still on her bedside table and all her shoes still in her closet, all signs pointing to an unwilling departure despite a clear absence of any sign of a struggle.

They'd raised the alarm, checking on the rest of the royal family and their retinue-

-and found Prince Noctis' bed as empty as his sister's.

Then, while Citadel security was swarming like a kicked anthill, spearheaded by a blackly furious Marshal and King's Shield looking for their godschildren, those guarding the Crystal had sounded the alarm.

Which is when they'd found their missing royals, via the Crystal putting out a hologram of the two like something from a bad science fiction movie.

Tredd hasn't gotten a decent night's sleep in four days.

If it's not the palpable worry radiating from the King racking up the tension, then it's the fact that the royal children have been summoned to a desolate world to participate in what's essentially a glorified death match on opposite teams, during which Prince Noctis is in nothing but his pajamas.

No one is ever again calling Sola's insistence on keeping her deployment bags in her armiger frivolous.

Though, if Tredd has to be completely honest, Sola's younger brother's lack  of proper attire is only a fraction of what's causing the tension. No, the bulk of it goes to Spitfire's newest Uncle and now youngest brother. The once-Chancellor of Niflheim and Captain's kid. Captain's kid who's apparently the Crown Prince's clone, created from a sample Niflheim stole how knows how many years back.

Luche had dipped out to make a phone call to Axis, because those are Arra braids in Ardyn and Nox's hair, and Axis had completely neglected to mention that his recent adoptees were Lucis Caelums, leaving Tredd to watch Axis' clansmen on this fucked-up version of reality TV.

Nyx has been teaching Spitfire the Ulric Dance ever since her Rage a few months back clued them all into the fact that Spitfire's as Sky-born as anyone can get without being an actual dragon - and seriously, Tredd is this close to shaking Nyx, the idiot needs to adopt her already, for Ramuh's sake - so he's in the room whenever he's not sleeping. Which means Libertus is also here, making sure Nyx does take the time to sleep because the last thing any of them need is the twitchy Ulric doing something Dumb, aided by Abyssus literally carrying Nyx out of the room when it's time to catch some shut eye.

Crowe's anxiously watching her girlfriend fight off various monsters and champions, fingers plucking at the rubber band Crowe's worn on her wrist ever since the Burning. This hadn't been how Sola and Crowe had wanted Sola's family to find out about that particular relationship, but Crowe had adamantly refused to be barred from the room for a second until Sola came back.

Luche, like Tredd, is there as Axis' braided brother, leaving the rest of the Fourth Regiment to attend in shifts depending who's on break, with Pelagia and her Third Regiment counterpart running everything because Captain is also busy watching this clusterfuck.

The Marshal's not left since the whole thing started - has he even slept? - but the King and Shield have to leave for short periods to make token appearances lest the entire country learn the royal children have disappeared into the ether. Gladiolus and Ignis have to be forced out of the room for their studies, which has apparently resulted in temper tantrums worthy of a Raging Sola, but the two young teens have yet to convince the King, Shield, or Marshal otherwise so the process repeats every day without fail.

Sola latching on to her new uncle and brother isn't a surprise. She's Sky-born, they do that. Especially because for all that the ex-Chancellor is clearly missing more than a few lines to his sails, he equally as clearly cares for and is protective of his niece and nephews, despite his distaste for Regis and Mors.

Were it not for the danger to her brothers, Sola would probably be having fun. The chance to cut loose against other skilled fighters? No one looming over her shoulder, scrutinizing her every action and deeming anything not up to their standards as 'monstruous'? Sola would have loved that in any other scenario.

But Spitfire has two brothers to protect, and Tredd swears under his breath when Sola assigns herself to Noctis and Nox's guard team, instead letting Ardyn join the strike team. The self-sacrificing dumbass.

"Care to explain that?"

Whoops.

Tredd cringes away from the Marshal's displeasure, silently thanking the Storm-Father that the King and Lord Amicitia are off in an unavoidable meeting with one of the Councilors.

"Sola is better suited on the strike team, sir." Luche says politely, before Tredd can stick his foot further in his mouth. "She's not usually charged with guard duties in the field."

The Marshal eyes them both severely. "Izunia is stronger than Sola." He says sourly. The revelation of the former Chancellor's heritage and all it's unpleasant implications hasn't been fun for anyone. "He can take a smaller strike team, freeing more people to guard Noctis and Nox." Unsaid is the fact that neither Sola nor Ardyn will leave the princes alone with strangers.

"Yes, sir." Luche demurs. That had been the argument Sola used to convince Ardyn.

(Tredd hadn't thought anyone could be more protective than Sola of her brothers, but Ardyn has her beat by a mile. Ifrit have mercy on whoever tries to harm either of the princes in the future, because Sola and Ardyn sure as Pyre won't, and Tredd doubts there'll be enough of the moron in question afterwards to scatter their ashes.)

Tactically, the assignments have merit. As Tredd exchanges a glance with an equally grim-faced Luche, he knows tactics aren't what they - or any of the glaives - are worried about.

Spitfire doesn't do defense. It's not a matter of skill. Tredd wouldn't be worried if it was, skill they can compensate for.

No, the issue is that Sola's a damn dragon of a Sword. Her first, second, and third instinct when dealing with threats is to kill it. She can't do that on defense - her priority has to be Noctis and Nox's safety, even if it means letting her target escape.

It's not impossible. Not when she's got help.

And yet Tredd can't shake the feeling that this isn't going to end any way but badly.

.

Tredd's right.

Two days later, everything goes to Ifrit's Pyre in a gift basket.

The strike team is away, trying to complete whatever the objective is that will send them all home.

(Ardyn is a force of destruction to contend with, tearing through enemies like they're tissue paper, making the King pale with an anguished epiphany he refused to share.)

The ambush catches everyone off guard. The strange dragon-like creatures swarm the protective detail. The healers push Nox and Noctis behind them, the champions better suited for close quarters combat struggling to keep the creatures off their more vulnerable companions.

In the commotion, Tredd doesn't see what sparks it, but he sure as Pyre sees when Spitfire loses it.

A low snarl rips from her throat, gaze and focus narrowing down on the threat in front of her.

Crowe swears. "Pyre-damn it all, someone back her up-"

But none of the other champions are watching Sola's back. They're too busy with their own battles, too busy keeping the kids safe. They don’t notice how Spitfire's been drawn away from the rest of the group, don't see the blind spot left vulnerable without a glaive or Abyssus there to cover her.

If Sola's family hadn’t known before, they've sure as Pyre realized it now. It's impossible to miss the glaives' reactions - Luche's grim certainty, Libertus' hand a physical restraint on Nyx's shoulder, Nyx's hands clenching and unclenching as he resists the useless instinct to grab his kukris and throw, Crowe's snarling at people who cannot hear, the way every muscle in Tredd's frame coils as he fights off the Fury rising like a wave-

-and crests, as Spitfire staggers, the attack she doesn't see ripping through her. Magic erupts throughout the room as Sola's eyes widen and her face twists in an agonized cry that has no breath to voice.

Sola hits the ground, and Nox s c r e a m s.

Ghostly weapons tear through the remaining creatures, a constant stream of light and steel that is nothing like any armiger they've seen. Champions startle as weapons pass through them harmlessly only to shred the creatures around them, until nothing remains.

The healers rush to Sola's side, but even from here, Tredd can see that it's bad. Really bad - he doesn't know if Spitfire's going to make it even with three healers and her own regeneration trying to save her life.

There's another burst of magic and Ardyn arrives, terrified and protective - Nox's magic must have alerted him, but Tredd doesn't know what the ex-Chancellor can do that the healers can't, Lucis Caelum magic just doesn't heal…

Ardyn takes in Nox, boneless with exhaustion and sobbing in Noctis' hold. Noctis, trying to keep it together. The champions doing their best to shield them from where Sola is laying on the ground between the healers.

(None of them can see it in the blue of the Crystal's hologram, how Sola is too pale against the shock of red hair haloed around her face, nearly indistinguishable from the blood staining the grass.)

Something in Ardyn's spine steels. He strides forward, ignoring the champions' attempts to keep him back, shedding his upper layers before he kneels and gathers Sola against his bare chest.

(The scars hit Tredd like a sucker punch. They've all seen some gnarly scars, no one survived the Burning unscathed, but these… these are torture scars. Torture scars and death blows and the glowing sigil of the royal family that can't be anything other than a brand.)

(The King is white as a sheet. Tredd wants to throw up. Parents are supposed to support you, not… not this.)

(Six, no wonder Axis kept Ardyn and Nox's heritage a secret. That Ardyn is able to trust and care for any of his Kin is astounding.)

It's not until magic rises from Ardyn's skin that Tredd realized what's happening. That he realizes what the tint of the Crystal's magic had disguised. But he's seen Spitfire heal others dozens of times out in the field, he recognizes this shaping of magic, and Ardyn is so much stronger than Spitfire-

It doesn't make it any easier to watch as Ardyn's skin splits, his blooding pouring out to join Sola's painting the ground. Doesn't make it any easier to watch as his wounds close, Ardyn gasping and trembling from more than just pain as he curls over his healed but unconscious niece, even as Noctis and Nox barrel in to comfort him.

Tredd's almost relieved when the Marshal turns to them and demands, "What the fuck just happened?"

As one, every glaive turns to Nyx. He's the only Chief present, he's the only one who can make the decision to share Galahdian lore with Outsiders as he has been with Sola.

Nyx stares a few moments longer at Sola's too-still form, hands flexing. Finally, he turns to face the Marshal and the King, expression dark as a thunderstorm. "We call it the Draconian's Rage."

"We?" The King's eyes are sharp. Tredd thinks he sees something of the warrior the King must have been when he visited Galahd twenty years ago.

"Galahd. The Draconian and the Infernian weren't the only Astrals to Bless humans. The magic disappeared long before the time of the Founder, but we still Remember." Nyx glances back to where the healers are fussing over Sola and Ardyn and Nox. "You have the Draconian's Blessing. But the Draconian isn't human."

Nyx turns back to the King, storm-blue locking with armiger-blue. "The Astrals aren't human, and sometimes their Blessed aren't either."

The King's lips thin. "You're saying my daughter isn't human." Treading on dangerous ground - the King's never taken kindly to the rumors painting Sola a monster.

"Physically, she is." Nyx says, steady as the cliffs against the storm-swept tides. "In her soul? Her instincts? She's no more human than I am."

That startles the King. "You are-?"

"Ramuh's. Storm to Sola's Sky."

There were rumors that the Ulrics were Ramuh's Blessed. Coeurl-Kin. Shape-changers and Wind-Walkers and as Black as the storms in their souls.

Tredd never thought he'd hear the rumors confirmed. This is Clan History. Private Clan History only ever shared with Clan Allies. If that.

"We thought you knew." Tredd says, trying to buy some leeway for Nyx. Tredd can't reveal that he's also not-quite human. Not without his Chief's permission. He might be able to get away with telling Sola - it's only a matter of time before she joins the Clans - but King Regis? Tredd would be in serious trouble. "You have thousands of years of history. Family customs as unique as any of ours." Customs catering specifically to those non-human instincts, Tredd doesn't say.

Tredd suspected otherwise after Sola's Rage in HQ. Sola didn't know anything about her Rages, only that she'd get so angry she couldn't think beyond needing to kill something. She was terrified that she'd try to kill anyone near her, hence her retreating somewhere secluded until she could regain control over herself. When she'd come out of her Rage to find Nyx and Tredd at the end of her weapons, injured but otherwise in one piece, she'd been horrified that she might have tried to kill them.

She hadn't known that she wouldn't. That even in the deepest Rage, her instincts would recognize the difference between hers and threat. Sola would never harm an innocent bystander. Not on purpose. Not unless they provoked her first.

So Tredd had suspected. He didn't want to believe it - how could the Lucis Caelums not have any information of the Draconian's Blessed? He knows Mainlanders don't keep Tales like the Clans do, but they do keep records! Sola cannot be the first Lucis Caelum to be Skyborn!

But no. The royal family has no clue.

What a mess.

"What does that mean for Sola?" The Marshal asks while the King processes Nyx's revelation.

"She's protective." Crowe says. Tredd snorts at the understatement of the century. "She'll react violently to anything threatening her Claimed. Lethally, if she can - Skyborn don't like leaving threats alive to try again."

"Prince Noctis and Nox are her only vulnerable Claimed. Prince Nox has his uncle to protect and care for him, which will satisfy Sola's instincts." Because nothing short of an Astral will be able to get past Ardyn to harm Nox, and even then Tredd would still put his money on Ardyn. "But Sola's Sword to Prince Noctis, and the oldest and strongest of his Retinue. She's his primary protector. Not being allowed or able to kill anything threatening him will stress her instincts."

The Marshal grimaces, glancing at the King and Shield. Tredd wonders if he's thinking about how Sola came to join the Kingsglaive. She'd eventually told them the circumstances behind her joining their training, one night out on deployment. Knowing now that Sola's Skyborn, that was a really Stupid decision on the King's part, banning Sola from protecting her disabled brother. The King was lucky Sola didn't try to sneak out of Insomnia after them.

"When she's under a lot of stress, she'll lose her grasp of human language." Tredd tells them. Tredd's never had that happen to him, but he also knows that as far as Seaborn instincts go, his are fairly tame. Sola, unfortunately, is way out on the extreme end of the scale. "Sign language she can comprehend, and that empathic thing she does with her magic. She'll lose her words before she Rages, so if it's that bad don't bother talking to her. She won't hear it."

Another glance between Sola's relatives. Six, how many signs had they missed?

Tredd determinedly ignores it. "When she's Raging, either give her space to work through it or spar with her. Sola won't hold back, but she won't try to kill you. But if you need to step out of the fight, make it physically clear that you surrender. Weapons away, hands down and open, on your knees and throat bared if you have to."

The King frowns. "That seems… dangerous."

"Not with Sola." Nyx says before Tredd's temper leads him to say something snarky and unwise to the King. "She'll always recognize her own."

"Shit's starting up again." Luche suddenly says.

Everyone turns back to the Crystal, conversation tabled.

For now.

[calling4glaives]

Kingsglaive Legends - Day 6

I mean...who else could @starjunco do for today? Axis is the perfect fit for the prompt and the palettes!

Thanks to everyone making wonderful content -- lovely art and fun fics! For people who have fallen behind their goals, no fear! Please post whenever you can; we don't have time limits here.

And good luck to everyone working on Kingsglaive content of any kind! Thanks for all the love for our wonderful glaives.

[andywinter16]

What flowers would glaives gift you+ meaning

(doesn´t matter what gender you are, everyone deserve a flowers!)

Gerbera

represents  innocence, purity, cheerfulness and beauty

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Tulips

represents true, deep and undying love

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Dahlia

represents  beauty, commitment, and kindness

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 Amaryllis

 represents pride, strength and determination

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Hyndrangea (I headcanon that their native to Galahd)

represents  gratefulness, honest emotions and persevering love

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 Marigold

represents passion, faith, fidelity

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- Eustoma 

- represents happiness, love, gratitude 

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- Hibiscus

- represents  beauty, charm, youth or first love 

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 Red roses ( Titus is one for a tradition)

represents  romantic love, passionate affection, and desire

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Bonus:

 Nigella also called love in the mist

 represents harmony and love 

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Carnation

represents  love, captivation and distinction

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Delphinium

represents  lightness, fun, levity and joy

[ertrunkenerwassergeist]

How does others ( Libertus, Crowe, Pelna, Luche, etc) take it that Nyx is brother of the King?

Crowe is a very dry "well fuck". She sist him down on her ratty couch with a whole pot of tea and then talks magic at him until his head is clear enough to listen to words again.

Libertus is loud. He cusses out the situation and then storms out to cool off. He's got a temper, but most of the time he recognises when he should leave before he says something turly hurtful that he doesn't mean. Half a day later he's back with enough food to feed a large family.

Pelna sits down and does research. About illegitimate children in the royal family. Their inheritence rights. Legal obligations. He compiles it all in case Nyx will need it. Which he probably will at some point, since it doesn't look like Regis and Noctis want to leave Nyx alone.

Luche gets really quiet. He doesn't really say anything at first. Instead he plans. He researches as well. But his goal is to make plans that can further Galahd within the current situation. If it'll mean helping Nyx, he'll help Nyx. If it'll mean pushing Nyx into something he doesn't want to do, Luche will do that.

Tredd will blow up and then make digs as Nyx until they fight. It's Tredd's way to make sure Nyx is still "Galahkar enough".

Sonitus simply watches. He always waits to form an opinion until a situation has settled and he can see how the pieces have fallen.

Axis talks with his Clan Head, and after getting the go-ahead, helps Nyx learn the minutiae of Galahkari law, as well as get a better understanding of Lucian law. Nyx will be going to need both to navigate this situation.

[kgffxv]

We begin with Axis Arra...

Member of the Kingsglaive. A quiet & taciturn person. Father of 3 children who was once a farmer, but volunteered for the Kingsglaive to protect his family. He was taught how to fight by Tredd & respects him.

He was one of the Glaives that infiltrated the Niflheim airship to help rescue the kidnapped princess of Tenebrae, Lunafreya Nox Fleuret. Rather than follow orders, Axis betrayed his comrades.

During Insomnia's fall, he teamed up w/Sonitus & Tredd to attack Nyx & Lunafreya from aboard a Niflheim gunship. The traitorous trio capitalized on Nyx's inability to use magic, but they are unable to kill their target due to the intervention of Crownsguard member Petra Fortis.

A short time later, Libertus happens upon the burning remains of Petra's truck, as well as the corpses of Axis and his cohorts.

Credit for information above can be found here: https://glaive-pelna.tumblr.com/post/188262452969/pelnakhaara-because-i-havent-seen-a https://finalfantasy.fandom.com/wiki/Axis_Arra