#oc: lunafreya

[the-blind-geisha]

Artist: Shalinka

AAH THIS WAS SO WORTH THE WAIT~! ♥♥ I've wanted to commission this artist for so long, and I can't believe I finally have a piece from her~! I adore my sea horse in her style~! Her mane and tail act like they're apart of the sea, as I like to believe she uses the waters to travel about her world.

[valsilverhand]

luna <3

[primamchorus]

A Word in the Ear

The largest noble family at current, the Vox siblings are all trained in the way of being the Ears of the King. However, some of them see their role or would-be role much differently than one another. It may be a duty one is proud to bear. Or perhaps it is a burden too heavy to want to lift.

Word Count: 2,764

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The hallways of the Fenestala Manor were cast in a mosaic of color -- light filtered in through the stained glass windows that told their stories. The man that walked down these halls was fully aware of these stories. He had to learn about them as he grew up within the walls of Insomnia. Each stained glass window depicted the myriad tales of the Oracles of Tenebrae throughout each of the generations.

He paused. He paused where he always seemed to on this route of his patrol.

There was a more recent stained glass window that had been installed over the last year. The man found himself surprised every time he looked upon it.

Upon the glass was a rendition of the current Oracle taking center, her hands locked in prayer as the sun's rays shone down upon her. Below her was the Oracle who could have been -- the Oracle who passed away. The Oracle who passed away was depicted as sleeping peacefully within the soil. Sylleblossoms surrounded the living Oracle.

Life within death. That was how the man viewed the imagery of the sylleblossoms surrounding the Oracle who lived. That, and the idea that the former Oracle was there to watch over and protect the younger.

That the Niflheim Empire would have allowed such a project… Word from higher up was that it was to keep Tenebrae from acting out.

So they claimed.

Footsteps echoed down the hall. The man adjusted his posture, and he steeled himself. For a moment, he considered straightening out his uniform that marked him as a high ranking official of the Niflheim Empire. The rhythm and the notable ‘clack’ indicated someone that either worked as one of the members of the Tenebraen council, or one of the residents of the manor.

The footsteps came to a halt, and the man soon looked over. A soft sigh of relief fell from his nose as he saw who it was.

“Lady Lunafreya,” the man greeted. He had conditioned himself not to do more than a stiff greeting -- much as he would have liked to have shown her the respect he felt she deserved. “It's unusual to see you without an escort.”

Unusual still was it that the manor grounds were so empty of even the few magitek infantry programmed to patrol them. Even if it was agreed that the manor would have only a couple dozen MT units, the man was always on his guard to play the part he threaded himself into.

“I've no need of them on my way for lunch,” Lunafreya replied. The man noted her well kept appearance; how she kept her hair pinned back, and her face applied with just some concealing makeup to hide any blemishes or proof of crying. Her clothes were also carefully picked and matched. She looked far too put together for a simple afternoon meal.

Lunafreya’s attention went to the window after she settled close to the man.

“You seem to pause here often, Aestus.” It was a casual observation from Lunafreya. Her voice was quiet so as not to travel to unwanted company. “Do you perhaps mourn for Stella? You knew her when you were children, did you not?”

“... We were close friends,” Aestus replied, equally as quiet as Lunafreya. His shoulders heaved with a silent sigh. “Part of me wants to be glad that she doesn't have to suffer through this. At the same time, her passing and the toll it took on Ravus still leads him to poor and brash decisions.”

“Ravus shows naught but contempt for me at times since Stella's disappearance.” Lunafreya’s gaze grew distant as she looked upon the stained glass mosaic for herself.

Aestus noted Lunafreya’s wordage and frowned slightly. He found it heartbreaking that she held onto hope that Stella was somewhere out there. However, he bit his tongue and stayed silent. He could only imagine that her hope was necessary under the conditions in which she lived.

“I can never be the twin that he lost, and he must view me as a villain for ascending to Oracle and taking her place in that respect…” Lunafreya continued. She drew her hands together, her attention never once leaving the mosaic -- or rather, the part of the mosaic that showed the Oracle who would have been.

“I wouldn't ever say he views you in such a way. He still cares for you.” Aestus returned his own gaze to the mosaic. “He lacks the ability to manage his emotions in a healthy way. But…he definitely still cares about you. If anything, he despises the thought of losing you, too.”

A soft hum of consideration was heard from Lunafreya. “I shall take your word for it. After all, the most I know these days are the walls of my gilded cage. Much as I would like to know the workings of my brother's mind, I can't say I know much more than the coldness of both his gaze and words in the time that he has become a tool for the Empire.”

There was a pregnant pause in the conversation between them as Aestus mulled over Lunafreya’s words. Her last statement struck him, and he cast his gaze downward to the marbled floor beneath him. Parting his lips, he finally replied, “hearing you say that makes me wonder if my wife and sisters think the same of me. You voice the concerns it pains me to think they might have in regards to me.”

“My apologies…” Lunafreya’s voice fell into a quieter tone.

“No, it’s nothing to apologize for.” Aestus drew himself back up into an attentive posture. “If anything, your concerns having been voiced so plainly remind me what I’m doing this for.”

Lunafreya flicked her eyes in Aestus’ direction before she looked back upon the mosaic. “I harbor no doubts of the capabilities of you and those back in Lucis who champion the same cause. I’m sure those you hold dear are fully aware of the stakes. Both for you and your home. I thank you for the risks you take each day in being here.”

A low scoff of amusement fell from Aestus’ lips.

“Have I said something funny?” Lunafreya asked, genuinely curious in her inquiry.

“It’s not that…” Aestus started in response. “The reassurance is appreciated. I just… Perhaps you should do well to heed your own words when it concerns your brother. If anything, perhaps play along with whatever he continues to show you in the way you know how.”

It was Lunafreya’s turn to scoff softly. Silence lingered once more between them. And then, turning toward Aestus, Lunafreya’s lips curved into a forced smile. “I fear I'm late for my lunch. I'm in need of an escort, after all. You’ve given me much to think about.”

The hint was more than obvious, and Aestus nodded in response.

“Of course. On your way, then, Princess…” Aestus swept his hand forward before Lunafreya started walking once more. Behind her, Aestus walked, ensuring a more tolerable venture for the Oracle.

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“Prince Noctis!” A young woman hurried along the walkway that led up to the Jewel of Lucis apartment building, waving to grab the prince’s attention. Her black hair was drawn back and pulled into a more professional-looking bun. She was dressed in a suit and pleated skirt, black in color, and her eyes were a bright green. In her other hand, she held a sealed envelope.

“Vera… What is it?” Noctis slowed his pace, his uniform looking lazily thrown and kept upon his person since getting back from his classes. He was without his usual company of the future Arms, which led Vera to believe they were preoccupied with other obligations.

“A report from my brother,” Vera replied, holding out the sealed envelope. It bore the Niflheim insignia upon it. The seal filled Vera with no amount of pride, but his work was just as necessary as hers. Even if she worried constantly about the ‘what if’s and ‘if that’s of his position being stationed in Tenebrae.

Reaching for the envelope, Noctis gave a slight, purse-lipped nod while then tapping it on his opposite palm once he took it. Vera knew this look of his; a common expression when he received something he was not looking forward to looking at. Certainly, it was no delivery of a red journal from a peculiar black dog, but it was still something that needed his eyes all the same.

“Has my father been made aware of Aestus’ report?” Noctis asked, turning his attention back toward Vera.

“Lyra has made her delivery to the Citadel so that our father can give it to the king’s hand himself,” Vera replied. She brought a hand up, idly brushing her bangs out of her face. “But, um…if you want the more heartening news that I'm sure you're more interested in: Aestus has told us that Lunafreya at least walks the Fenestala Manor grounds with some freedoms at least.”

A relieved sigh left Noctis.

“Yeah? That is good, at least… I hate thinking Luna has little to nothing to do while the Niffs have control over Tenebrae,” Noctis said. He tapped the envelope a couple more times against his palm before holding it up. “But I'll have a look at this. Thanks.”

Giving a small nod and then a slight bow, Vera waved at Noctis. “I'll leave you to it, then, Prince Noctis. I'm sure you have a lot to catch up on. Not to mention school work that needs tending to. Tell Ignis I said ‘hi’ when he swings by!”

“Yep.”

With Noctis giving the final word in their brief meeting, Vera turned back toward the pathway that led to the parking garage to get into her car and drive back home. She dared not turn back to see what Noctis was doing -- if he tore open the envelope after she departed, or was saving it for when he ascended the apartment building to deal with it in the comfort of his temporary abode.

Once within her car, Vera brought an earpiece up and inserted it. She dialed a number on her phone and waited as it rang. Once the line was answered, Vera perked up.

“Nebby?” Vera greeted, a wide smile upon her lips. “Just got done with my errand. Did you still want to head out for some lessons?”

“Aren't I getting too old for ‘Nebby’? It sounds like such a kid's name,” came the response from the other end. “I'm almost thirteen! I can become a Crownsguard at this age like you, Lyra, and Aestus!”

“Alright, alright… If you don't want to be called ‘Nebby’ anymore, I'll just call you Nebula,” Vera said, turning the key in the ignition and starting the car. “Still, are you up for some hanging out in the city and getting some extra training in? I have some vouchers for that gelato stand you like.”

A snort was heard from the other end.

“You sound like you're looking more forward to it than I am,” Nebula replied. “But…getting something from Gellati's does sound good. I guess.”

Vera balked as she exited the apartment's parking garage. “‘You guess’?” Vera parroted. “Well, then I guess both these vouchers are for me.”

“No! It sounds very good, actually!” Nebula quickly said. “I'll be at the citadel.”

“Good. I’ll brief you on our training regimen when I come pick you up.”

“Do we always have to be training? Can’t we just take time to enjoy ourselves a little? This could just be a day out for us as sisters to have fun and grab a cold treat on a hot day.” Nebula’s tone indicated some form of exhaustion, and Vera could picture the pout on her face. Vera could agree with Nebula’s wants and desires -- after all, Vera herself remembered when she voiced the same request in perhaps even the same tone to their elder brother once upon a time.

“I wish it could be different…” Vera replied. She kept her eyes trained on the road, doing her best not to allow her mind to wander too much. “Tell you what, though… We have the rest of the evening, I'll take you to the arcade and we can binge all the junk food we want after just a couple hours of our training. How's that sound?”

Nebula laughed from the other end.

“Okay, deal. That sounds awesome.”

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The citadel was a lonely and miserable place as far as this teen was concerned. Much as she felt that was the case, she walked down the dark hallways, lit only by what felt like depressingly dim lights. In her hand, she held an envelope that bore the insignia of Niflheim.

Pausing, the teen looked at the envelope. It was so tempting to open it and view the contents within. She was not privy to the secrets it held. Not like her older sister. Being in possession of such concealed information made the secrecy of all of it that much more alluring to her. However, she sighed and restrained herself. It would have done her no good to get scolded by her father, let alone her sister.

Continuing down the hall, the teen soon came to a large, ebony door. She took a cursory glance around, almost as if uncertain she was at the right place even though she had walked these halls many times. She then read the placard upon the wall next to the door, scanning over her father's name in clear, crisp letters: PAX VOX.

Lifting a hand, the teen soon rapped her knuckles against the surface. No matter how hard she steeled herself for the response, however, the sudden, loud click of the door opening gave her a slight start. Thankfully, she was always able to recompose herself before stepping into her father's office.

“Lyra. I assume you're here with news from Aestus,” Pax said, almost surprised to see the young woman at his door. He loomed over his daughter, his figure wiry, yet imposing. His grayed hair was in the familiar style of a neat coif, and his black, Lucian Council uniform was perfectly snug upon his person.

Pax's appearance seemed a relatively far cry from Lyra's. She had thrown on a blazer, not having cared to adjust the shoulder pads evenly -- only comfortably. Her button up underneath was wrinkled around the collar. Her hair was in a low, messy bun, only barely hiding that she briefly brought a brush through it to tame any obvious tresses.

“... Yeah. It came in just this morning from one of our couriers,” Lyra said in response, doing her best to keep the tiredness out of her voice. She held up the envelope, passing it off to her father. Her eyes lingered on the envelope for a time, her attention more fixed upon the insignia of Niflheim than the whole envelope itself.

It was then that a question bubbled forth: “... Aestus will come back home, right? Safe?”

A frown creased onto Pax’s face, and he turned away from Lyra to return to his desk. Silence made itself known in the room, the only noise being the chair rolling out from under Pax’s desk as he took a seat. All the while, Lyra stood there, unsure if she should say anything further or simply excuse herself at that point.

“... I won’t try to instill a sense of hope, Lyra. If you have to ask, then you know full well the risks involved with his role at the Fenestala Manor…” Pax replied. “It doesn’t please me to think that your brother could come back in a bodybag, or not at all. He could come back missing limbs, maimed, bloodied, and broken…and I would take that over having him killed.”

Lyra looked down at the carpeted floors, her frown creasing.

“All we can do is have faith in his capabilities and what we’ve all trained to become,” Pax went on to say.

“Right… Of course…” Lyra quietly said in acknowledgement.

A sigh fell from Pax’s nose.

“I know this isn’t what you want to hear, Lyra. I know you and your sisters are close to Aestus -- and I simply don’t blame any of you with how it fell to him to look after the three of you,” Pax said. “I want desperately to tell you that everything will be fine. The truth is, that’s something even we can never know until we have the truth shown directly to us.”

“Yeah, I know…” Lyra said, her voice barely audible at this point. “I just…wish we didn’t have to do any of this.”

[stygiovictoria]

i <3 designing the final fantasy parents we never see

[valsilverhand-archive]

Lizzies.

[blossom-adventures]

I asked my family to pick a number from my @badthingshappenbingo list, my Brother-in-law picked I’m Not Afraid of You Anymore

So here it is, from my FFXV story, Guard and Glaive

Ruins of Insomnia

Violet led Luna through the back alleyways of Insomnia, trying to avoid the destruction being caused by both sides; the war ships of Niflheim and their Daemons and the Lucian Old Wall were destroying what was left of her home

“We’ll meet with the others on the edge of the city” Violet spoke surprisingly calm, despite everything that was happening around her, she looked over her shoulder to the Oracle. “Please tell me you still have the Ring?”

“I do, Lady Amicitia do you even know where we’re going?” Violet raised a brow at Luna before pointing over to the far side of Insomnia

“We need to get to the West Gate, from there we can meet up with the others and get out of Insomnia” from where the 2 women were stood they could see the West Gate, but it was miles away and between them and their escape was a battle between The Mystic and a Daemon that Violet had heard getting called a Diamond Weapon. Violet looked at Luna, her eyes were wide with fear as she looked over the expanse of Insomnia they had to cross. “Right… Princess, we need to get moving” Luna refocused and agreed with Violet.

Violet and Luna began to make their way through the ruins of Insomnia, dodging falling rubble, and avoiding the Daemons. As they got to a clearing that used to be a apartment block a tall armoured figure landed in front of them, essentially blocking their path, Violet moved in front of Luna as General Glauca stalked towards them, she summoned her sword into her hand.

“Another Shield to break,” Glauca’s voice sounded smug as he approached, “the city is in ruin, the King is dead, as is his Shield…” Violet took a trembling gasp, being reminded of the horrific sight she’d arrived to in the council room where the treaty was being signed, she looked up at the General, his swagger was just how it was when she was last left alone with him, she felt her chest tighten in fear, but her fear was overwhelmed by her anger, he had caused her so much pain, he had killed her father, her uncle and so many of her friends. “You are, once again, at my mercy”

“I’m not afraid of you anymore, Glauca” Violet snapped

“Then you’re a fool,” Glauca pointed his sword at the 2 women, “surrender the Ring”

“No!” Violet hissed, gripping her sword tightly in her hand and moving to a defensive stance in front of Luna

“Then I will take it from you!” Glauca snarled as he lunged towards Violet and Luna, everything seemed to go in slow motion for Violet as she watched the giant sword begin to swing down towards her, she was going to try and block it with her own blade, but she knew she wasn’t strong enough to hold it back, she was injured from the initial attack and he was seemingly unharmed and far stronger than her anyway.

Violet could hear Luna scream behind her but her focus was on Glauca.

“Join the King and his Shield!” He shouted as his sword crashed against Violet’s or at least, that’s what she expected to happen, but instead it struck a magical barrier. Violet looked to her right and saw Nyx drop his shield and fire a powerful lightning spell at the General, throwing him backwards. Nyx looked over to Violet and Luna.

“Are you both alright?” Violet didn’t answer, but instead hugged him tightly, Nyx returned the embrace “Violet are you alright?”

“Yes… yes, I’m ok”

“Good,” Nyx stepped back. “You both need to get out of here, I’ll deal with Glauca” Violet kissed him before ushering Luna away, she shared a knowing look with Nyx, she didn’t want to admit what they both knew; that this might be the last time they’ll see each other.

“I love you, Violet, stay safe, please”

“I love you too, Nyx”

[ardynzunia]

Today’s inkdrawing is Luna and Ruby! Inspired by a Mary Cassat painting. In universe’s where he gets away from Verstael but is still under the thumb of the empire, they have a close relationship. As she’s the only one who can train any part of his magic. 

[slingbees]

i do think it's worth examining why people don't like more female characters especially if they're not paragons of morality, but i DO think "you can't name any characters from childrens media" is too high of a bar to set on the "only engages with children's/nostlagic media" website. like yeah, they keep naming female characters from avatar bc they still talk about the male characters from that childrens show too. on the only watches childrens media website

also before anyone comes at me with "actually I watch things for adults, so": that's not a special skill, if it doesn't apply to you then it's not about you, you know exactly what kind of responses I'm talking about already

[sparklecryptid]

My brain out of fucking nowhere: Oc-insert as lunafreya-

[the-blind-geisha]

Artist: DesireeU

I'm getting spoiled today, I guess. X"D No complaints here! My horse girl Lunafreya, drawn by the very talented DesireeU!

A friend of mine bought the character sometime ago but sadly couldn't keep her because she needed the money. So I took her since I helped her come up with lore for Lunafreya. ♥ She's a goddess of the sea that can look into the reflection of water to see who is in need of her assistance, as she emotionally and physically heals those around her.

Her magical fish are kind of her messengers and little friends.

[valsilverhand]

Chillin' with the best AI out there!

[f-cat]

Hello!

I just wanted to remind you all who are following up on requests that I genuinely can’t get to them all, only maybe a few at a time. I see them and am not responding because they get removed if I do.

I can’t do them all. :)

I’m not a full-time artist and have a regular career, so please excuse me if I can’t get to yours. Just to prove I’ve seen your requests, here is everything from my inbox so far in no particular order:

Ms. Marvel

Warcraft Elf Feet

Lara Croft

Magik

Jubilee

Storm

Ahsoka X

Bo-Katan

Rio Morales (Game)

Rio Morales (Movie)

Rogue X

She-Hulk X

Supergirl X

Powergirl X

Powergirl being tickled

X-23

Shanna the She-Devil

Jill Valentine X

Claire Redfield X

Atom Eve

Sif (God of War)

Ashelin

Elena Fisher

Chloe Frazer

Honey Lemon

Gogo Tomago

Aunt Cass X

Rapunzel

Padme Amidala

Princess Leia

Raven

Starfire

Blackfire

Myself / FCat X

Gwen Stacy (Comics)

Gwen Stacy (Movie)

Spider-Gwen (Movie)

Mary Jane (Game)

Mary Jane (Comics) X

Captain Marvel

Black Widow

Bishop

Andi X

Marika

Ulf (OC) X

Shadowheart (again)

Karlach (again)

V

Panam Palmer

Judy Alvarez

Songbird

Hera Syndulla X

Jinx X

Vi X

Rinoa (Final Fantasy)

Quistis (Final Fantasy)

D.Va (a lot of requests)

Kiriko (also a lot)

Ana

Mercy (3 of her)

Widowmaker

Mei

Brigitte (A lot)

April O’Neill (Fortnite)

A bunch of other models from Fortnite (3)

Ellie (The Last of Us Part II)

Yotsuyu (FFXIV)

Random woman

Elsa X

Anna X

Nani (from Lilo and Stitch)

More Wonder Woman

Tsunade

5 different anime characters (I can’t do these)

Superhero OC (1)

OCs from friends (2)

Ysh’tola Rhul

Gentiana

Lunafreya

Bayonetta or Samus Aran

Korra

Asami

Princess Zelda (Twilight Princess)

Princess Zelda (Breath of the Wild)

Princess Zelda (Skyward Sword)

Princess Zelda (Tears of the Kingdom)

Princess Zelda (My choice, apparently)

Darth Talon

Scarlet Witch being tickled by Agatha Harkness

Tifa Lockhart being tickled

Smothering Room Shenanigans

Old Tickling Renders

Do you RP - No

Do you RP - No

You’ll likely recognize yours. Thank you for being patient with me.

[primamchorus]

Taking the Leide

"They're scouting..." Tandem hissed under his breath as the trio kept their backs turned toward the MT units patrolling the nearby streets.

Flames were already lapping at Primam's palm as her other arm went around Lunafreya's shoulders to keep her shielded with her own body. Like her brother, her brow was knit together in both concern and apprehension for the situation they found themselves in. This was just another hiccup in their journey toward Duscae...hopefully not a large one.

"No magic," Tandem said, having glanced at the warm glow that nestled within his sister's hand. She cast him an annoyed look, clearly somewhat on edge given the recent history of Insomnia falling to Niflheim's infiltration. However, she huffed a silent sigh, closing her fist and extinguishing the flame.

"Should it come to combat, know that I am not useless," Lunafreya uttered, keeping her voice low so as not to draw attention to them.

"You're telling me you got proper combat training in that gilded prison of yours?" Tandem breathed, clearly doubting the Lady Oracle's claim. "If it comes to combat, Prim will keep you covered. I'll handle taking out any of the MTs. Leave it to the Arms of the King. You're too valuable for any mistakes to be made."

Lunafreya tensed, keeping quiet despite the offense she felt. Of course they would be ignorant to anything other than her being a political prisoner. But she leaned into Primam, nodding. Were anything to derail her from beseeching the Astrals' aid in Noctis' journey as the True King...then everything really would fall to ruin.

[inseasofgreen]

can you tell us more about gaelin? are they the priestess? i checked the character intros but it only had zemorri and sciosa. sorry if you have mentioned it on blog before.

Yes that's her! No need to apologize!! I'll take any and all opportunities to talk about any of my oc's/my wips lol. I did have an intro up for her but i've since privated it to have my intros be more cohesive with each other.

Gaelin is a Zaentiraeal (pretty much an elf) women who was raised in a temple since she was a baby and was trained to become the high priestess. She acts as a voice for the gods and communes with them pretty much everyday.

She's also the ex-lover of Sciosa's mother and was left with a broken heart from that fall out. She never stopped, and tbh never will stop, loving Daemys (Sciosa's mom) but has taken on an interesting role after the death of daemys. Gaelin's become an adoptive mother to Sciosa, and many others actually. She had always loved children, but those chosen to train as high priestess are forbidden to have their own children, and many who become high prietess drink something that makes them barren. Gaelin had taken that act of devotion and drank the elixir, so to fill that role in her life she's always wanted, she "adopts" others and becomes a sort of mother figure. Most of the time that bond forms naturally, other times Gaelin has had some involvement, such as in Sciosa's case, and feels the need to step in.

A few little quick facts before I yap too much lol

She's 153 years old

She's got that snow white vibe - pale with black hair, though with violet eyes

Girlie is nothing without her lemon tarts

She also is a very well read person, and reads all she can. Her favorites are about the gods of old, fate, various creatures of magic, and even some more obscure concepts such as the planes of their world (mortal, aryl, iffera, and morae)

a few of her inspirations are Yennefer (the witcher), Lunafreya (FFXV), Cassandra (greek mythology)

Thank you for all the asks btw!! I saw them and got so giddy, I really will take any opportunity to go on and on about my wip! Though life is getting hectic atm so it may take a while to get to them all but I promise I will get to them! (that goes to everyone's who's sent me an ask and i've not replied btw!! I have them all I'm just making sure I give good answers)

[valsilverhand-archive]

Watching.

[calling4glaives]

Nyx Week 2024 Day 3 - Recap

Thanks for bearing with us. Real Life continues to be crazy, but we will get to all of these! In the meantime, please share some love with the wonderful art and fics people made for Day 3:

Fics

Title: For Want of a Companion - Chapter 3 Author: Shiary/Niaswish Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Characters: Nyx Ulric, Ardyn Lucis Caelum, Gilgamesh, Somnus Lucis Caelum, Aera Mirus Fleuret Summary/Excerpt:

Nyx is dead, having killed his former captain to protect the Ring and Lady Lunafreya. He didn’t expect to wake up again, nor to come face to face with a much younger and naive Chancellor Ardyn Izunia. Well, there was only one thing for him to do: keep the man from being a self-sacrificing idiot!

Title: Homeward Bound Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Characters: Nyx Ulric Relationships: Nyx Ulric & Nyx Ulric's Mom, Nyx Ulric & Libertus Ostium Summary/Excerpt:

Nyx writes a letter home to his mom.

Title: Look Alive, Ulric Author: bleucommelhiver Link: Tumblr Characters: Nyx Ulric, Pelna Khara Relationship: Nyx Ulric / OC Summary/Excerpt:

On the day of the signing, the only people Nyx and Pelna can trust are each other.

Title: Requiescat Author: Garbria/Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Characters: Nyx Ulric, Libertus Ostium Relationship: Nyx Ulric & Libertus Ostium Summary/Excerpt:

Nyx pushes himself in battle and faces the consequences.

Art

Title: Day 3 Artist: StarJunco Link: See above

Title: My Hearth and Home Artist: misspsychotic Relationship: Nyx/OC Link: Tumblr

Title: Hearth and Home Artist: Milo Link: Tumblr, Twitter