#ernest nightray

[furbs-and-prayers]

another very important important powerpoint by me and the lovely @eggubato

[lilium-dragomir]

[kitxkatrp]

Muse BIO: Ernest Nightray

BIO can be found here. Ernest is the third oldest Nightray son and is arguably the cruelest of them all to make up for his own misgivings.

[emily-nightray]

Bernard and Bernice definitely didn't care when Claude and Ernest hit Gilbert and Vincent, but it would be funny if they also didn't care if Gilbert and Vincent started fighting back. Gilbert smashes a vase on Claude's head and Bernice is like "Oh my. I guess we have to replace that now." A fork would fly across the dinner table and Bernard would only move to make sure it didn't hit him.

Basically, the Nightray household is a perpetual warzone except for when Elliot walks through the hallway.

[mushroompollution]

Going Out

Finally, the day of Elliot's date with Marcel had come. And it's nothing like the uptight, formal events that his sister always set up, with suitors vetted and handpicked more for the interest of the Nightray family than the man himself.

Marcel had asked him to see a local band playing at a small, rather exclusive club in Reveil. While the idea of being in the middle of some sweaty crowd did nothing to appeal to the asocial lord, the promise of good music did intrigue him. Once upon a time, he'd gone to a couple concerts with his big brother Ernest. And though they'd been far from the common masses in their VIP section, the energy of the screaming fans hadn't been wasted on him. That was years ago, now. Maybe it was time to try a more intimate setting. After a bit of prodding from his valet, Elliot had finally agreed.

Conversation on the ride into town starts out a bit awkward. This is his first time on a date that wasn't arranged by his family, so he isn't quite sure what he's doing, Marcel admits. And Elliot gives a short, loud laugh. Hey. Him too.

They'd both been avoiding bringing up shallow, immature interests like graphic novels until that point. Old habits of formal courting. But once that bottle is uncorked, along with some wine with dinner, they fall into jovial conversation. Unlike Oz, Marcel's opinions on the characters and plots seem to fall more or less along the same lines as Elliot's. There are no heated debates, no name calling or fists flying. Just a lot of excited "I know, right?"s drawing looks from the other patrons of the stuffy, upscale restaurant.

Which makes the loud, dark club seem less unappealing by the time they arrive, about halfway through the opener's set. They're both awkward at first. Neither of them have ever been somewhere like this before. Elliot orders for them at the bar, doing his best to act confident as he remembers the name of the drinks that Vincent had bought during that festival. They linger at the back of the crowd, minding their personal space. Elliot out of pride, Marcel of shyness.

But as the pulsating of the loud music reverberates in their chests, and a couple more drinks loosen their inhibitions and nerves, the two get swept into the sea of people. By the time the main act takes the stage, they find themselves at the front of the crowd.

And there, in the last place he would expect it, surrounded on all sides by so many people, all bouncing to the beat and the flow of the music, Marcel at his side, Elliot realizes

He's having fun.

The show seems to last forever and still end too soon. Marcel nods toward the bar for one last round. Elliot taps the melody from one of the songs on the counter as they wait for their Uber back to the university. They babble on about their favorite parts of the show. And of course, their opinions are more or less the same.

They're still laughing together as they climb into the back of the Uber. The car has barely started moving before Marcel looks up at him with a red face. Elliot's own face feels hot. He feels nervous. Oh god, he's only done this once before, and that was something chaste and reserved. A formality at the end of a romantic business proposal.

Marcel's big, brown eyes sparkle in the streetlights they pass, and Elliot can't take it anymore. He leans over and grabs the other man by his collar. Their lips meet, and immediately that bashfulness is forgotten, melting away as their kiss heats up. Their hands roam, and Elliot's strong fingers knot themselves in Marcel's curly hair. They gasp and grasp at each other with hungry, desperate abandon. Marcel is in his lap as the car passes the gates of Lutwidge University.

The two separate as their ride comes to an end, clearing throats and straightening clothes, only to grin and blush at every glance in the other's direction. Still, they try their best to ignore their trembling legs and carry themselves with dignity as they stumble out of the back seat. After all, they are still both scions of their respective noble families.

As the car leaves, they turn to each other with red faces and a few "so's" and "yeah's".

He wasn't sure what to expect, but this was pretty fun, Elliot admits. Marcel agrees. It was better than he ever could have expected. Elliot agrees. And then Marcel's gaze lingers, his fingers fidget, like he's considering something.

"You know my um. My roommate stays off campus on the weekends..."

It takes a second for those words to really process in Elliot's addled mind. But as the implications of that little statement seep in, Elliot feels his stomach twist.

"I." He swallows thickly. Closes his eyes for a second, brows knitting together as his expression changes. He shoves his hands into his pockets. "I should really go check on Leo."

Marcel's hopeful, nervous smile fades. The disappointment in his reaction is palpable. "He's an adult too, I think he'll understand," he presses, and his timid voice sounds uncharacteristically annoyed.

Elliot feels himself frown. There's a famous, impassioned rant bubbling under the surface, but he sighs it away instead. "Look, I'm sorry. But I. Think I've had enough firsts for one night."

Marcel looks hurt. Embarrassed. And something else. He apologizes, but he turns his red face away.

Ah geez. Now he feels bad. Elliot reassures him it was a great time. He doesn't regret a thing.

"Can we do this again?"

Elliot hesitates. But he smiles as he says, "Yeah."

They walk back to the dorm together, chatting a little light, awkwarx chatter about the night, but otherwise quiet. Marcel's room is a floor below Elliot's, and they say their goodbyes with a final, small kiss in the stairwell.

As he continues up the stairs another flight, though, Elliot's smile gives way to his usual scowl.

Marcel's proposal had surprised him. Even after standing up for himself, the other student had always seemed so shy. And making such a request on the first date, well to the chivalrous lord Nightray was simply...

"Shameless," he mumbles under his breath. But not just Marcel. Himself, too. He's gotten carried away in the car and given his date the wrong idea about him. How unrefined.

Still... Marcel's reaction had been a little shitty, hadn't it? Elliot thinks as he walks down the hall.

Then again, maybe he had spent a little too much time talking about Leo tonight. And every time the valet came up, Marcel's engagement seemed to dwindle.

Maybe I was kinda rude too, Elliot thinks as he approaches the room he shares with Leo. Who he finds sitting up in bed with a book against his knees when he opens the door.

"you're home awful late.❁" Leo chirps with that usual, smug smile.

[tiniestdormouse]

Lucid Dreamers - a PH fanfic

Chapter 17 Now available on Ao3 (registered users only)

Rating: Mature for dark sexual themes; mind the tags!!

Category: Gen

Fandom: Pandora Hearts

Series summary: Chained together by familial loyalty and manipulated desire, Gilbert and Vincent confront the underhanded threats posed by their foster family… and the sudden resurgence of the mysterious Baskervilles. Rated M for dark sexual themes. Series link. Summary: In the most highly anticipated event of the season, the Raven demonstrates its powers at the Nightray’s dignitary ball. Vincent and the Baskervilles fear that Gilbert’s body will never break free of the Raven’s control. Gilbert helplessly witnesses his Chain’s hunger for revenge. Excerpt: This is one time, Gilbert reminded him. One time I am allowing you to carry this body. That is the agreement, the Raven replied vaguely. Gilbert found himself in his rooms. A final wardrobe change: opera clothes gifted during his coming-of-age ceremony. Never before worn, but some of the finest clothes he owned. A fine top hat lined in mink and wrapped with a teal and black lace hatband. A tuxedo with matching waistcoat and white silk cravat. A matching teal rose to tuck in his buttonhole, and soft black lambskin gloves. Wrapped in a dual-holster around his thighs, his set of Pandora-issued firearms gleamed, polished in their leather holsters.  The Raven tucked his unruly locks back using gold and silver pins. The Chain moved like a magician (look up our sleeves, we hide no tricks!). The Raven showed his teeth too widely as he smiled, his fingers lingering along the bandage against his neck. Gingerly, the wrappings were removed; that inky feather bore a sheen that reflected in the light. Our reveal, the Raven murmured, stroking the mark before straightening the collar and tying off the cravat. At the door, Ernest and Claude waited, solemn faces betraying lingering nerves. The Raven tipped Gilbert’s hat. “Lead on, merry players.”

[redlineoffate]

@kitxkatrp said: ⭐

Pandora Heart muses

Oz, Echo, Glen, Vincent, Ada, Break @ Alice

Oz, Echo, Vincent, Rufus, Ada @ Break

Oz, Lacie, Oswald, Vincent @ Jack

Vincent, Ada, Oz, Echo, Break, Oswald @ Gilbert

Ada, Echo, Break, Lacie @ Oz

Oz, Vincent, Break @ Rufus

Rufus @ Sheryl

Vincent, Oz, Lacie, Oswald @ Core of the Abyss

Oz, Ada, Break, Oswald, Break @ Vincent

Oz, Lacie, Vincent @ Will of the Abyss/Alyss

Vincent, Echo @ Bernice Nightray

Break @ Shelly Rainsworth

Oz, Vincent @ Echo

Lacie, Oswald, Vincent, Echo @ Fang

Oz, Break, Ada @ Liam

Oswald, Oz @ Lacie

Vincent, Echo @ Lily

Oz, Vincent, Echo, Break @ Ada

Vincent, Break @ Cheshire Cat

Oz, Vincent, Break. Ada, Vincent, Echo @ Charlotte Baskerville

Lacie, Vincent, Echo @ Oswald

Vincent @ Miranda Barma

Oz, Break, Ada, Echo @ Sharon Rainsworth

Vincent @ Vanessa

Oz, Ada @ Zai

Break @ Kevin

Oz, Ada, Vincent, Echo @ Elliot

Vincent @ Bernard

Lacie, Oswald, Vincent @ Arthur

Vincent @ Claude Nightray, Ernest Nightray

Vincent, Break, Echo @ Doug Baskerville

Lacie, Oswald, Echo @ Levi

Oz, Ada, Vincent, Echo @ Leo

Oz, Ada @ Oscar

Bleach

Urahara @ Ulquiorra

Urahara @ Irihime

OHS

Haruhi @ Kaoru

Akatsuki no Yona

Yona, Hak, Zeno, Yoon @ Soo-Won

Shin Ah, Zeno, Ao, Yona, Hak, Yoon @ Jae-Ha

Yona, Zeno, Yoon, Shin ah, Ao @ Hak

Zeno, Shin Ah, Yona, Hak, Ao @ Kija

Ao, Yona, Zeno @ Shin Ah

Ao @ Garou

Yona, Shin Ah, Ao @ Zeno

Naruto

Naruto, Sasuke, Kakashi, Hinata, Karin @ Sakura

Sakura, Lee, Sasuke @ Ino

Naruto, Hinata, Sakura, Tsunade @ Himawari

Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Lee @ Hinata

Karin, Sasuke, Tsunade, Kakashi, Itachi, Toffee (OC) @ Orochimaru

Tsunade, Itachi, Sasuke @ Madara

Itachi, Sasuke @ Shisui

Sasuke, Orochimaru, Tsunade @ Itachi

Naruto, Sakura, Hinata, Karin, Orochimaru @ Sasuke

Kushina, Naruto @ Minato

Naruto, Sakura, Sasuke, Hinata, Kushina @ Menma

Kurama, Kushina, Sakura, Sasuke, Hinata @ Naruto

Naruto @ Gaara

Naruto, Sakura, Sasuke @ Sai

Rin, Team 7, Tsunade, Orochimaru @ Kakashi

Natsume Yuujinchou

Takashi, Madara, Reiko @ Tanuma

Takashi, Madara, Reiko @ Gen

FMA

Maes Hughes, Roy, Riza, Elrics, Envy @ Greed

Elrics, Roy, Riza @ Ling

Tokyo Ghoul

Sasaki, Kimi, Eto, Saiko, Nishiki, Furuta @ Hide

[chernychnyi]

oh 14 years old elliot and his silly haircut

[rae-nger]

happy birthday to our knight, eliott nightray!

08.08

[willow-boop]

Come with me, big brother will keep you safe.~

A wide smile and half lidded eyes. Deceitful to allies and enemies alike. Better watch your step, careful with the words you use... If you touch my family, You're as good as dead babe.~ Ernest Nightray. My AU of him is a weee bit more dangerous than the actual him cuz I enjoy the evil noble character!

[faceclxims]

[kitxkatrp]

Tag Dump 23

[yanderefairyangel]

Ph month 3- Night(ray)

[mushroompollution]

"It's been so long since we've come up here, I think I forgot how lovely this view is," sighs Bernice Nightray. She leans against the patio railing, taking advantage of a precious moment of strength to stand in the warmth of the sunshine. "We haven't come out here since Claude and Ernest were with us... I can't thank you enough for convincing me to return."

The tall man beside her smiles, his beady eyes glancing down from the picturesque lake to the frail woman at his side. "Your estate has a wonderful garden, but a change of scenery and some country air can do wonders to lift the spirits, your grace."

The duchess smiles gently, her tired, blue eyes sparkling along with the reflections of the midday sun that glitter off the lake. "I feel a bit stronger than I have in years..." she hums.

For a moment, a peaceful quiet falls, broken only by the sounds of distant birds and cicadas, and the gentle waves below. "I think the children needed this, as well. Vanessa has been awfully uptight, I worry she's pushing herself too much lately."

"Yes, I'm sure it can't be easy. She wasn't raised with the intention of inheriting the family title, even now I imagine she feels like she's still chasing her brothers' footsteps. But, she's always been a headstrong and confident young woman. If I may be so bold to say--" the guest raises a hand as if sharing a juicy piece of gossip. "I do believe she'll do a better job leading the Nightray family than some of them ever could have~"

Beside him, Beatrice's smile turns sad as she gazes out at the water. Well that won't do! Quickly, he changes the subject.

"How is the young master? I haven't seen him today!"

Now Bernice's spirits seem to lift again. "Elly and his servant went out to look for geodes along the trails. Even now, as a young man, he manages to stay so playful and adventurous. Bernard says that it's unbecoming, of course. But... I'm glad. He can still laugh and see the joy in life, even after everything that he's been through... it gives me hope. That I might be able to laugh again too, someday."

The man places a hand on her shoulder, turns to her with a pleasant smile. "That's wonderful! I wonder if it's that servant keeping him so youthful. Didn't you tell me that he climbs trees and even talks to birds~?"

The duchess chuckles gently. "I don't recall saying he talks to them, but I think you may be onto something. They're an odd pair. But if it keeps my little Elly smiling, I don't see any harm. He might be unkempt, but Leo's quite polite. Even my husband rarely complains about him, it's really a surprise."

"You have such a lovely family, your grace."

"It will be better once we're all together again..."

Another peaceful silence falls, but it isn't long before Bernice's legs begin to wabble. At the first sign of her fatigue, her guest places an arm around the duchess's shoulders and waves over one of her maids waiting by the door. "Careful now, you mustn't overdo it. Let's get you inside."

Bernice nods, allows herself to be passed into the arms of her maid, who helps her back towards her exquisite bedroom. She pauses to look over her shoulder to her guest, however. "Oh, will you be staying for dinner? I'll have Nancy inform the kitchen."

The guest flaps his hand dismissively. "As much as I would love to accept your kind offer, it's a long journey back to my country. Besides, you don't need any extra considerations on your mind."

Bernice nods. "I understand. Then I bid you safe travels, and I'd like to thank you again for all you've done for our family, Isla Yura."

"It's been my pleasure, your grace," The guest bows with a smile. "And don't worry. It won't be much longer now."

[angry-nobleman]

So, here’s part two. Kyleen, aka @stellarstarlite , told me her opinions on PH characters by looks only. She’s never seen Pandora Hearts by the way. ALSO I forgot to add Isla Yura to this one but she absolutely hated him when I showed her a picture of him lmfao. And of course I explained everyone once we were done (to my best ability lmfao) 

Here’s part 1: X

[pandoraheartsmeme]

Elliot: I want to say something

Vanessa: Do you want to dismiss Leo?

Ernest: Are you gay?

Leo: Holy knight isn't the best book?

Elliot: I prefer cats from dogs

Bernard: You aren't my son anymore