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REQUEST CLOSED! Will not tag people, due to unfortunate experience, sorry! Designer. Creator. All around good neighbor. Hi, I'm Amara and I'm a Graphic Designer who has a habit of writing fanfiction when she's bored. Know for writing Character/Daughter combos cause WTH not!
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Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten

**NOTE** For optimal reading pleasure…Listen to this! in the background when you see (*) in the story

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You chewed on your nails looking over the proposal. Your eyes scanned over everything several times make sure it was worded correctly, “Chewing your nails while working on something shows that you’re not confident in your work.”

You scowled dropping your hand to the table turning to Ignis, who smiled at you holding a book in his hand, “I’m not unconfident, I know it’s good…I’m nervous.”

“I have never known you to be nervous. What are you working on, if I may ask?” He stepped up to the table looking over your shoulder.

You looked back at the thick document, “It’s…my father’s work actually. I’m trying to get the resources for the refugee wards. The conditions down there are not adequate.”

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6 days ago

Galahdian Dreams - 11 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)

Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten

**NOTE** For optimal reading pleasure…Listen to this! in the background when you see (*) in the story

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Ursprünglich gepostet von utenaxtenjou

You chewed on your nails looking over the proposal. Your eyes scanned over everything several times make sure it was worded correctly, “Chewing your nails while working on something shows that you’re not confident in your work.”

You scowled dropping your hand to the table turning to Ignis, who smiled at you holding a book in his hand, “I’m not unconfident, I know it’s good…I’m nervous.”

“I have never known you to be nervous. What are you working on, if I may ask?” He stepped up to the table looking over your shoulder.

You looked back at the thick document, “It’s…my father’s work actually. I’m trying to get the resources for the refugee wards. The conditions down there are not adequate.”

Weiterlesen

6 days ago

Galahdian Dreams - 11 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)

Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten

**NOTE** For optimal reading pleasure…Listen to this! in the background when you see (*) in the story

You chewed on your nails looking over the proposal. Your eyes scanned over everything several times make sure it was worded correctly, “Chewing your nails while working on something shows that you’re not confident in your work.”

You scowled dropping your hand to the table turning to Ignis, who smiled at you holding a book in his hand, “I’m not unconfident, I know it’s good…I’m nervous.”

“I have never known you to be nervous. What are you working on, if I may ask?” He stepped up to the table looking over your shoulder.

You looked back at the thick document, “It’s…my father’s work actually. I’m trying to get the resources for the refugee wards. The conditions down there are not adequate.”

“I remember this. It was one of the last projects your father asked me help with.” Ignis smiled a little taking a seat next to you, “If you like I can take a look at it.”

“Would you!?” You smiled at him feeling relief spread through your chest, “I’m just concerned with the war effort that they’ll say no to the expansion. It’s going to require a lot of building materials…I’ve made a new case…it’s the blue sticky note. It follows my father’s points for majority…”

He nodded pulling the proposal in front of him glancing at you as he pulled out a pen, “Do you mind?”

“Please.” You waved your hand toward it, “Be my guest.”

He began flipping through it making delicate notes in the margins periodically, “I’m surprised to see you here alone without your shadow.”

“You’re referring to Nyx?” He nodded again scratching something out. He hadn’t even made it to your amendments yet, “He had some time off, and won’t be back for a couple of days. A use it or lose it situation…and I was assigned your everyday guard who promptly at 5pm scampers off. If I have another shadow, I’m not aware of it and I don’t mind it. These past couple evenings have been nice on my own.”

Ignis chuckled turning the page, “You never really needed one. You were always about creating policies, and when you did go out you were the one arranging most of it.”

“And here we are sitting in the library like old times.” You chuckled a little, “I do miss it, but from what I understand you are busy attending all of Noct’s meetings.”

He let out a sigh looking at you, “You were so good about being present…in his defense though, he his finishing school where he started. You were here the entire time, with your own schedule.”

“He is lucky in that regard.” You sighed looking at your fingers, your nails looked dreadful now, “His people will know him from the beginning.”

“You people knew you.” Ignis frowned a little setting the pen down taking your hands in his making you look at him, “Your people loved you. They still love you…”

“Yes…they did…” You smiled sadly taking in a deep breath before letting it out, “But they’re not my people any more…I’m just a…well I don’t really know, but I’m not their princess anymore.”

“You will always be their princess…as you will always be my princess.” Ignis lifted your hand kissing the top of it.

Something inside of you swelled as he gave you a small smile before turning back to the proposal. Ignis had always been the one the give you good council. After the trials, he had been the one to call on you, being the only one not assigned right away. He kept you from losing it completely and never expected anything from it.

You leaned forward making the chair creek as you wrapped your arms around him tightly. You felt him tense under your grasp, “Oh…whatever did I do to deserve this?”

You kept ahold of him as you spoke feeling your eyes water, “Thank you, Ignis. I never said before…but thank you for being there, and for still being here.”

His one arm circled around you briefly before you pulled away. He stared at you for a moment before he spoke, “There was never any need to thank me…but I appreciate the gesture. It means a lot.”

You sniffed wiping a hand over your face nodding as he went back to work, “If I’m keeping you from something…”

“Not at all…” He glanced at you as he crossed another line out, “I was merely spending some time here reading. Tell me, what prompted the sudden revival of your father’s proposal? Was it your little escapade a couple months ago?”

You sat up thinking back to a couple days before when you came home from the trip with Nyx. Everything had gotten very serious…very quickly… Then you were invited back to the Hearth where everyone raised a glass to your father. Good food was made, dishes you’d never experienced before with such color and spice. Throughout it all…they smiled. He smiled…and it made your heart flutter thinking about it…

Nyx walked next to you through the training ground halls. They were connected to the garage and he wanted to make sure you found your way back. You could feel his eyes looking you over, “Y/N…I…”

“I had a great time today…despite everything.” You turned to him cutting him off, “You were right. I don’t regret it and I’m glad to have experienced it.”

He stopped looking down into your eyes before he nodded, “I’m glad to hear that. I hope it’s not the last time we can do something like that.”

“I’d like that…” You looked away from him, “I think I can manage it from here, you should go home. Enjoy the rest of your week.”

“Tch…doing what? My life is my job right now.” He smirked a little take a step with you before his face fell a little, “Y/N…I feel like…”

“Stop…please…” You stood in front of him giving him a forced smile, “Today was perfect…let’s let it end that way.”

You told him goodnight leaving him in the dark hallway. You held your breath waiting for something to happen, but it never did. You didn’t know what you were expecting…were you expecting anything? No, but you wanted something to happen. You let out a heavy sigh stepping out into the hall leading to the royal living quarters.

“Y/N?” You stopped looking up seeing your uncle stepping out into the hall, “You’re finally back.”

You looked surprised as he stood there looking you over. He looked relaxed for once, sleeves rolled up, vest only buttoned once, and collar undone. Despite all that…he looked tired as he asked you a question, “Did you have fun?”

You blinked a few times before you nodded, “I did…thank you for asking.”

He smiled at you nodding a little, “Good…goodnight…”

As he turned from you, you felt your heart quicken as you stepped forward, “Uncle Regi…”

He turned back eyes wide with surprise as he smiled at you letting out a soft chuckle, “You haven’t called me that in a long time.”

You smiled a little crossing your arms over your chest, “It’s been a while since I felt…like me…I guess.”

He watched your carefully understanding filling his eyes, “You have been through so much, it’s only natural to feel different.”

You looked down to the ground nodding standing in front of him. For once you didn’t feel like he was putting you on the spot and you felt the patience he would give Noctis, “I saw dad today…”

“You did?” His voice was soft as he spoke, “How is he?”

You looked up at him seeing a tenderness in his eyes as you teared up, “…he’s good…I think a little sad…”

He took a step toward you tilting his head a little, “Sad? How so?”

“That I’ve been so quiet for so long…” You felt a tear fall down your cheek, “That I’ve just sat by and watched everything…”

“Oh…” He took the final step forward embracing you tightly, “Y/N…no…no he wouldn’t be sad. He would be proud of you. It takes a bigger person to say you’re not ready for something. To realize you need to heal.”

He pulled away wiping your tears away shaking his head as he went on with a smile, “You’re exactly where you need to be and when you’re ready…we will have a place for you.”

“That isn’t what you said before.” You frowned seeing how your words hurt him, “You said…I needed…”

He looked away ashamed shutting his eyes as he took his hands away from you, “I know what I said…I was wrong to say it. I was wrong…a lot that day…If you haven’t figured it out yet, I don’t know what I’m doing. I wasn’t supposed to be king.”

You stared at him taking in a deep breath. No, he wasn’t meant for this, but he was doing it. You were meant to be there in his place, and he was supposed to be supporting you. Not the other way around.

You reached out taking his hand in yours, “…then let me help.”

“I have recently taken on some responsibility, but I made my uncle promise to give me some time on the council. So we compromised…” You smiled a little watching your friend make more notes, “To make the motion I have to allocate the resources without putting a huge dent in the war budget. Only then would he support me and see that it happened. So yes, I guess it was my little adventure.”

He stopped a looked at you a very serious look in his eyes, “…when is this on the docket?”

“Day after tomorrow, why?” You watched him take his glasses off, “Ignis, it can’t be that bad…”

“No, not entirely.” He looked at you as he began to roll up his sleeves, “But we do have a lot of work cut out for us if we want these numbers to be acceptable.”

A lot of work and barely any sleep you managed to do it with Ignis’ help. You looked at yourself in the mirror adding another bobby pin to keep your hair up before taking a step back. Jumpsuits were not your favorite thing in the world, but you were trying to impress everyone and this blue one didn’t look like a ball gown.

You took a deep breath in and let it out grabbing a large stack of booklets, your proposal, and turned for the door. You stopped with your arms full. You hummed staring at it for a moment before kicking the door with your high heel, “Nyx? Are you there?”

“…uh…” You heard him on the other side, “Yes ma’am?”

“Can you open the door for me? I’m in a bit of a bind and can’t do it myself.” You stood there adjusting the booklets as they started to slip, “Nyx?”

“Sorry, I was deciding if this was a trap or not…” You rolled your eyes practically seeing his smirk as you heard the click of the handle. He opened the door eyes widening as you struggled to hold everything, “Damn, you weren’t joking…”

“Nope…” You smiled as he stepped over to you taking a majority of the stack from you, “Thank you.”

“What is all this?” He asked following you out pulling the door shut with his heel.

“Uh…it’s a proposal for the council.” You glanced at him as he looked down at the title ‘Expansion of the Refugee Ward.’

“Y/N…” He slowed down a little bit, “I don’t understand…”

“Well you’re about to get a very long earful of it.” You told him turning down the hall to the council room.

“Wait…” He hissed at you getting you to stop, “What is in this proposal?”

It was the first time you saw worry in his eyes. The first time saw a defensiveness, “Nyx, there’s nothing to worry about, I promise.”

“Y/N…” His eyes narrowed as he took a step forward, “If this is about what happened at…”

“It’s not.” You put your hand on his arm smiling, “This is what your residence here should have been when you first arrived. It’s been on my mind a lot since you took me to the Hearth the first time. I’ve seen your community, your homes…it’s not right. You shouldn’t be living out shipping containers. I’m going to fix it, let me…”

“But…” He looked at you surprised when you placed your fingers on his lips making him stop.

“I cannot be late for this. I promise we will talk about it later.” You moved your hand starting down the hall again. You held your breath until you heard his footsteps fall in behind you. You relaxed a little hoping you hadn’t lost his trust entirely as you entered the council room.

Everyone looked over as you entered, all were surprised. You strode forward your heel’s clack echoing against the walls. One of the councilmembers stood up, “Lady Caelum…to what do we owe this unusual visit?”

“I invited her.” Everyone looked to the back door seeing Regis walk inside holding the booklet you gave him the day before. You watched everyone stand to their feet, “She made a case to me the other day, I told her if she could find the means to present a solution…I would support her. If you look at the agenda she’s clearly on there.”

“Uh…your majesty…there were some changes…” You took a breath looking down as they spoke. You had expressed to him that this might happen, and you wondered if he would hold up his end, “Our discussion on the war is…”

“Can wait.” Regis interrupted them looking to you as he took his seat placing a hand on your proposal, “It was brought to my attention that our guest, the Galahdian refugees, are not being housed properly and as they make up forty percent of our current forces…well it’s imperative that we attempt to fix the problem. Y/N has taken the time to prepare a solution.”

You turned back to Nyx taking the stack from him so he could take his place with the other guards. You made eye brief contact with him and you could see the stress and worry. He looked caged and frightened as his eyes darted around. Instinctively you reached out grazing his wrist with your fingers.

He looked to you and you give him a firm nod which seemed to help a little before you turned back to everyone, “If you can please take one and pass them down, we can begin. I assure you that this solution will be cost effective and raise morale. I hope it will bring out city together with our new friends as well.”

Grueling…that was the word you would describe the last three hours you went over everything. They argued with you, demanded changes, but you stood your ground insisting if the agreement wasn’t followed through on the Citadel’s end then there was no point to it at all. In the end it was a split vote, which meant it fell to the king to make the final decision. You held your breath as he flipped through the pages in those last moments before he looked up and smiled.

You stepped out into the hall after being excused letting out deep breath leaning up against the wall, “Six…that was hell…”

You glanced back at Nyx who stood behind you. He had a look about him that you couldn’t read. He was rigid as you stood up straight stepping toward him, “Nyx…”

He looked at you when you said his name as if snapping out of a deep thought, “Yes?”

“Are you alright?” You took a step toward him concern evident over your features.

“Of course.” He shook his head scratching the back of his head before smirking, “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t know…that’s why I’m asking.” You felt your cheek pull up as your hands folded behind your back.

He stared at you before he licked lips preparing to speak. The door opened and he took a small step back. You both looked over seeing Drautos who was giving your both a smile. He seemed rather happy, “Your Ladyship…I’m glad to see you didn’t get too far.”

“Captain, is something the matter?” You stared up at him as he stopped before you.

“On the contrary, I believe everything is fine.” You watched him as he produced a small envelope, “The king wished me to deliver this to you and to tell you that you did well. He’s excited to see what else you bring forward in the future.”

You took it from him as he turned to Nyx giving him a nod before disappearing back into the council chamber. Nyx looked toward the door before stepping close to you, “A gift from his majesty…will wonders never cease…”

“We only have one way to find out…” You slid your finger under the lip looking at him with a smile. You pulled out a small note hearing something fall to the ground, “Oh…”

“I got it.” He held up his hand crouching down as you began to read.

“A green key, for your green thumb. Let no one stop you from growing…” You stared at the letter as it went on. Your face fell a little as you read it.

Nyx looked at the key in his hands, “I don’t think this is going to fit that padlock…”

You looked over at the ornate green key he held out to you. You took it feeling the weight in your hand, “No…it’s for the door itself…”

“Does he think one successful council meeting and a key is going to make things better between the two of you?” Nyx put his hands on his hips.

“It’s from my father…” You told him holding the note out to him, “I think he left it before he went to Lestallum…”

Nyx took the note as you turned from starting the down the hall. He followed as he read:

My little bud,

A green key, for your green thumb. Let no one stop you from growing. You’re hurt right now and I only wrote this because I have to go away, and I didn’t want you to wake up and be afraid. We will only be gone for a little while so don’t wait up too long.

Rest well my dear,

Your extremely proud father.

He tried keeping up with you, but you managed to lose him just enough as he read the letter. He skidded around the corner just in time to see you insert the key and open the door to the greenhouse. The sight of the sun hitting your skin was a sight to behold.

He smiled a little as he stepped inside seeing you looking around at everything. Two months was a long time. Everything was overgrown, some of it dying, but it didn’t seem to upset you, “Looks like we got some work cut out for us…”

You turned to him smiling, it was a good sight to see, “Indeed, I can finally see if you were paying attention.”

He held out the letter to you, “Is there a reason why you’d get a special key for here?”

“It’s the family garden, my father didn’t want anyone but us to come in. He would lock it when we left. It would drive me crazy at times because he was the only one with a key and I couldn’t just interrupt him during his day to ask for it…” You took the letter back before hugging yourself frowning a little, “He apparently didn’t think to lock it when he left for Lestallum…”

Nyx nodded a little giving you the moment to grieve before he began unbuttoning his jacket, “So where do we start?”

He practically laughed when your eyes widened, “Well I…I’m not exactly dressed for gardening.”

“Somehow I don’t think that would stop you.” He smiled stepping past you to hang up his coat on the shed grabbing your apron, “You look better with grass stains anyways.”

He held the apron out to you waving it a little as if trying to entice you. You let out a small snort before swiping it from him, “Don’t think I haven’t forgotten about what we were talking about.”

He groaned a little shaking his head as he opened the shed for you, “I’m fine, really…”

“You are now, yes.” You stepped over grabbing the tools you’d need before looking at him, “Are you upset that I didn’t discuss the proposal with you?”

He looked at you quickly shaking his head, “No, it’s…I mean it would have been nice to have some warning sure, but it wasn’t that…I’m grateful for the help.”

“You’re sure?” He nodded and smiled as he saw relief spread through your face.

“It was…the setting.” He turned carrying the small gardener box you prepared hanging his head a little, “I’ve never really been good in meetings…that’s why I didn’t make a great prince. I’d always find a way to get out of it or escape.”

“Fear of speeches or fear of responsibility?” You tilted your head a little continue to walk toward the back of the garden.

“I didn’t mind the work.” He shook his head smiling a little, “I did a lot with my mother and enjoyed it, but I…I fear presenting myself to people and sounding like a fool.”

“I understand that. That’s how I feel about people in general. I can handle a room full of old thinking council members,” You took in a deep breath, “But put me in a room with my peers and…I don’t know it’s like I forget everything…”

“You do alright.” He set the box down when you stopped pulling off your heels, “Everyone really likes you from my group at least.”

“You all make it very easy. Most of you at least.” You smirked, “Crowe seems a bit prickly…”

“She’s protective of me…doesn’t want to see me get hurt.”  He chuckled a little bending down starting to pull some weeds that had popped up, “I wish I had the confidence you did…maybe we wouldn’t have had to leave Galahd then.”

He looked at you when he felt your hand on his arm. Your face was full of sorrow as you shook your head, “You can’t think like that. It doesn’t help anyone, most of all you.”

“You make it sound so easy.” He sat back on his heels letting his hands rest in his lap.

“It’s not.” Your hand trailed down his arm to his hands giving them a squeeze. Your eyes were full of compassion, “And you do have the confidence…”

“I’m cocky…I don’t know about confident.” Nyx watched you turn to the plants picking off dead parts.

“…it takes a lot of confidence so say what you did the other day…” You spoke softly as you picked up the petals setting them off to the side.

His face flushed a little as he swallowed nodding some as he started pulling weeds again, “…that’s not making promises to thousands though…”

“So, it’s…” You trailed off for a moment before picking it back up, “it’s easy for you to promise yourself to one…but not to the majority…”

He looked at you seeing your cheeks flushed as you continued working on the plants, “It’s easy to make promises I know I’ll be able to keep.”

You looked at him shaking your head getting frustrated, “You can’t know that you’ll be there…”

“I will be.” He stared into your eyes desperate for you to feel what he was feeling in that moment. He’d made an eternal promise to you, one that was reserved for generals and marriages. He saw a future in your eyes that he desperately wanted to attain and to feel.

“Nyx…” Your brow came together as your eyes shut, “I won’t hold you to it…it’s okay…we were in a life or death situation and then my emotions were high and so were yours…”

He loved it when you looked surprised, so when his hands took your face gently and your eyes sprung open you looked perfect as he spoke with clarity, “I will be.”

You stared into his eyes as his forehead finally rested against yours, “What does it even mean? To swear yourself to someone like that…I know it cannot be a plain promise…”

“It means…exactly…” He whispered as his nose nudged yours his breath tickling your lips, “what you think it does…”

Your lips were soft under his. It was stupid thing to do, but he wasn’t known for being smart. He expected you to pull away or to slap him…but your hands found a gentle resting place on his shoulders. Sensing no reason to stop he let one of his hands slip gently behind your neck, while the other moved down to your side.

It was enough change that the kiss deepened for a moment. Soft moans escaped both of you hungry for the attention. That seemed to be the moment that it came to a halt.

You pushed away from him hand coming to rest over your lips while the other rested on his chest, “Nyx…”

His hands slowly moved away from you as he shook his head, “I’m…”

“I’m sorry…” You looked away from him flustered, “I shouldn’t have done that…”

“Wha…no I…uh…” He rambled for a moment, “I’m the…one…why are we apologizing?”

You looked at him stunned before you stood up speaking softly as you began to walk away, “Nyx…you’re a king…and you cannot just swear yourself to someone…it has to be the other way around…I’m sorry…”

He stood up following you confused, “What does it matter if it’s true?”

“We barely know one another…” You spoke over your shoulder, “Broad stories…that’s all…I like gardening…you like beer…we both lost our families…that’s all we know…”

“I like that you’re a kind person who cares for people.” He moved quickly cutting you off making you stop, “What you did for my people today told me volumes about your character. While everyone else in the room was agreeing that it was a good move to appease troops, you were concerned about the children and their families and where they would sleep…You have a beautiful heart.”

“So, one more thing you know…” You shook your head, “Doesn’t stop that you are above me…”

“That doesn’t matter to us…my father was the royal, my mother was a baker’s daughter and after he passed, she remained queen.” Nyx smiled a little shaking his head, “I like you…and nothing may come of any of this…but my promise to stand by your side and see your goals come to pass will always be a true statement…I am yours.”

“Stop it.” You hissed at him pulling him behind a bush as you saw people walking outside the door, “You can’t keep saying that…”

He stared into yours eyes watching them chase every thought, trying find a way to run away from this, “No…this isn’t about rank…or knowing one another…this is you scared…”

Your eyes flashed like lightening up to his gaze. He could tell you were mad that he called you out, “What do I have to be scared of?”

“…losing me.” It all made sense now. You kept everyone except for Noctis and Regis at arm’s length and even them you distanced yourself, waiting for them to abandon you in some way, “In the van…when Libe mentioned the detail and I mentioned that things could change…you didn’t like the idea of losing me…”

“Don’t be…” You shook your head as you began to step away, “ridiculous.”

His hand reached out taking yours gently getting you to stop, “Prove it.”

You huffed glaring daggers at him, “And how will I do that?”

He smirked a little pulling you back towards him feeling satisfied that you didn’t put up a fight, “Let me kiss you again…then let me walk away…”

“That’s it…you think I won’t let you walk away? Nyx this isn’t a game…” You frowned shaking your head.

“I’m not playing…you let me walk away with no indication that you want more…I will let it go and simply be your guard.” His hand reached up brushing a small piece of your hair away from your face, “…but if I can make you believe that I will never leave you from a kiss…isn’t that something to hang on to?”

You scowled a little before you spoke, “Fine…but don’t be angry at me when you’re wrong…”

(*) “I have a good feeling about this…” His eyes twinkled a little as the backs of his fingers gently caressed your cheek. He watched as the simple touch made you blush as you licked your lips staring up into his eyes.

He didn’t want to rush this. He wanted to show you what he meant about being there for you. He stepped forward letting one hand rest on your hip anchoring you to him letting the world fade away. His face came within a breaths distance away from your face slowly working his way around every inch of it as if he was creating and orbit. The warmth of his proximity overtook you and when he began to see your chest rising up and down with heavy breaths of anticipation, he knew he was going in the right direction.

His other hand slithered up your neck as your eyes closed, his thumb cresting over your chin gently finding your lips. They were warm to his touch and parted softly as he felt a small tremble move through you. A small smile appeared on his face when you leaned into his hand after it cup your cheek.

When his forehead came to rest on yours, your eyes opened showing him how dilated they were from the stimulation. If nothing else…you couldn’t deny the fact that there was something between the two of you. His nose gently bumped yours as he let out a warm sigh against your lips. Your heart was beating wildly against his pinky that rested just under your jaw.

As you swayed his hand on your hip moved around drawing you closer to him as his lips pressed against yours. Instead of tensing like he expected you seem to relax into him allowing him to deepen his kiss briefly.

A soft sigh came from you as he felt you adjust yourself stepping closer to him as he began to pull away. Your hands gently moved to grasping his shirt like a lifeline as you looked into his eyes tearing up, “Nyx…”

He cupped your face with both hands kissing you lightly one more time before he whispered, “I’m not going anywhere.”

He wrapped his arms around you tightly as you began to shake. You had become vulnerable around him and he needed to make sure that you knew it was okay to be. He knew that would take time and he was willing to wait with you…but you knew how he felt now…

…and you didn’t reject him…

6 days ago

Galahdian Dreams - 11 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)

7 days ago

How about Noctis and why he's always either sleeping or causing everyone grief

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Finding more moments with Nyx Ulric…should be working on All hail the new queen…but…so distracted…

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Finding more moments with Nyx Ulric...should be working on All hail the new queen...but...so distracted...

You fell through a rift into the fade fighting the demons you swore to protect your world from. When you popped out you were no longer in the lands of Ferelden instead trapped in Insomnia. The gracious king allowed you to say recognizing power when he saw it. One thing led to another and now you were part of the procession of the prince to his wedding years later. Before the final battle, after years of fighting, losses, and love…your friend…your king…Noctis has asked you to change it all…

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11  Part 12  Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19 Part 20

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“Now this bracelet…”

“It stays.” Ignis looked at the shock on the tailors face as he began to explain how it would simply clash, “I’m afraid everyone will have to adjust. I will not take it off under any circumstances.”

“Sir…as it will be your first…” He began again trying to explain.

“I understand what ramifications it holds, but seeing as this is my wife’s custom of marriage,” Ignis stepped off the podium undoing the clasp to the cape on his shoulder, “I will not be taking it off. This is a new world and new order, some things will change…I trust you understand that.”

The tailor agreed taking the cape from him and stepping away. Ignis let out a sigh as he took off the jacket setting gently against a couch as he heard a chuckle. His eyes looked over to Gladio leaning against the wall, “Never a dull moment with the royal tailor.”

“They used to be quite pleasant when I was just a Crownesguard.” Ignis huffed unbuttoning his shirt. He thanked Gladio as he handed him his own clothing, “What are you doing here?”

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9 days ago

Oaths and Hearts - 21 (Ignis Scientia/Reader)

Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine

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You stared out at everyone setting up the sky sails near the cliff. You had your arms crossed in front of you, securely locked as you leaned against the van. Nyx said you were going sailing…

“Correction…I said we were doing the Galahd version of sailing.” He smiled at you, eyes twinkling.

You wanted to slap that handsome smile right off his face. You were tired still from waking up several hours earlier then you we used to. Rushing about getting ready you didn’t take your meds, and it was only just now that the sun was beginning to rise…now you were faced with a dilemma. Stay back and slightly ruin everyone’s day while they flew about…or get over it and ‘do the thing’, as your cousin Noct would always tell you.

“Hey…” You snapped out of your thoughts as Nyx walked up. He was dressed in a thick long sleeve shirt. A light grey that seemed to make everything about him pop…his skin, his hair, his eyes, “Everyone’s almost ready.”

You looked at his smiling face as he came to a stop in front of you coolly sliding his hands into the back pockets of his dark washed pants. He had a way with body language that instantly put you at ease. You actually found it a little frustrating when you wanted to be irritated with him with him right now.

“That’s good.” You nodded before you looked down to your shoes digging your heel into the red earth.

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9 days ago

Galahdian Dreams - 10 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)

Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine

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You stared out at everyone setting up the sky sails near the cliff. You had your arms crossed in front of you, securely locked as you leaned against the van. Nyx said you were going sailing…

“Correction…I said we were doing the Galahd version of sailing.” He smiled at you, eyes twinkling.

You wanted to slap that handsome smile right off his face. You were tired still from waking up several hours earlier then you we used to. Rushing about getting ready you didn’t take your meds, and it was only just now that the sun was beginning to rise…now you were faced with a dilemma. Stay back and slightly ruin everyone’s day while they flew about…or get over it and ‘do the thing’, as your cousin Noct would always tell you.

“Hey…” You snapped out of your thoughts as Nyx walked up. He was dressed in a thick long sleeve shirt. A light grey that seemed to make everything about him pop…his skin, his hair, his eyes, “Everyone’s almost ready.”

You looked at his smiling face as he came to a stop in front of you coolly sliding his hands into the back pockets of his dark washed pants. He had a way with body language that instantly put you at ease. You actually found it a little frustrating when you wanted to be irritated with him with him right now.

“That’s good.” You nodded before you looked down to your shoes digging your heel into the red earth.

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9 days ago

Galahdian Dreams - 10 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)

You fell through a rift into the fade fighting the demons you swore to protect your world from. When you popped out you were no longer in the lands of Ferelden instead trapped in Insomnia. The gracious king allowed you to say recognizing power when he saw it. One thing led to another and now you were part of the procession of the prince to his wedding years later. Before the final battle, after years of fighting, losses, and love…your friend…your king…Noctis has asked you to change it all…

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11  Part 12  Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19 Part 20

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“Now this bracelet…”

“It stays.” Ignis looked at the shock on the tailors face as he began to explain how it would simply clash, “I’m afraid everyone will have to adjust. I will not take it off under any circumstances.”

“Sir…as it will be your first…” He began again trying to explain.

“I understand what ramifications it holds, but seeing as this is my wife’s custom of marriage,” Ignis stepped off the podium undoing the clasp to the cape on his shoulder, “I will not be taking it off. This is a new world and new order, some things will change…I trust you understand that.”

The tailor agreed taking the cape from him and stepping away. Ignis let out a sigh as he took off the jacket setting gently against a couch as he heard a chuckle. His eyes looked over to Gladio leaning against the wall, “Never a dull moment with the royal tailor.”

“They used to be quite pleasant when I was just a Crownesguard.” Ignis huffed unbuttoning his shirt. He thanked Gladio as he handed him his own clothing, “What are you doing here?”

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9 days ago

Oaths and Hearts - 21 (Ignis Scientia/Reader)

You fell through a rift into the fade fighting the demons you swore to protect your world from. When you popped out you were no longer in the lands of Ferelden instead trapped in Insomnia. The gracious king allowed you to say recognizing power when he saw it. One thing led to another and now you were part of the procession of the prince to his wedding years later. Before the final battle, after years of fighting, losses, and love…your friend…your king…Noctis has asked you to change it all…

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11  Part 12  Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19 Part 20

“Now this bracelet…”

“It stays.” Ignis looked at the shock on the tailors face as he began to explain how it would simply clash, “I’m afraid everyone will have to adjust. I will not take it off under any circumstances.”

“Sir…as it will be your first…” He began again trying to explain.

“I understand what ramifications it holds, but seeing as this is my wife’s custom of marriage,” Ignis stepped off the podium undoing the clasp to the cape on his shoulder, “I will not be taking it off. This is a new world and new order, some things will change…I trust you understand that.”

The tailor agreed taking the cape from him and stepping away. Ignis let out a sigh as he took off the jacket setting gently against a couch as he heard a chuckle. His eyes looked over to Gladio leaning against the wall, “Never a dull moment with the royal tailor.”

“They used to be quite pleasant when I was just a Crownesguard.” Ignis huffed unbuttoning his shirt. He thanked Gladio as he handed him his own clothing, “What are you doing here?”

“I’ve come to escort you to your meeting with Noctis.” Gladio raised his hands up in defense, “You know the protocols now, and we’re in a grey area on where everyone is supposed to be.”

Ignis felt his face burn as he pulled on his own shirt buttoning it quickly, “I’m not royalty yet…”

“And yet you are.” Gladio sighed a little, “I know this hasn’t been easy for you…but it was kinda in the cards all along…”

“What do you mean?” He reached for his jacket sliding it on in one motion before tugging down on it and buttoning it.

Gladio followed him out into the hall, “Noctis was the Chosen King…he was meant to eradicate the world of darkness by becoming a sacrifice…afterwards…it was supposed to be up to us…I didn’t forget that…”

“Nor did I…” Ignis looked at him curiously, “Are you saying you would have put my name forward to ascend the throne?”

“It was my thought, yes.” Gladio told him, “I’m not the only one who thinks this either.”

“And why are you telling me this?” Ignis looked forward as something began to swell inside his chest.

“So that you understand,” Gladio put a hand on his shoulder getting him to look at him, “that you have support. The only one who’s doubting your legitimacy is you.”

He wasn’t doubting…no…he knew who he was now all thanks to Regis…

“Your bloody right I have questions…” Ignis glared at him before he looked around seeing a void of darkness, “for starters you can tell me where I am? I’m needed at home…”

“For your son, yes…” Regis smiled a little, “I understand, and I assure you, you are still there and only but a fraction of a fraction of time will have passed when we’re done here. As to where we are, this is a realm for the kings. The place we reside to grant our power to our descendants and those you deem fit to bestow our gift to.”

Ignis turned to him again looking him over. His entire perception of the man before him had changed. He admired him once, and now he was bitterly angry at him, “…why?”

Regis took a deep breath in before letting it out, “My wife and I desperately wanted a child. We wanted a family together, but every time nothing come of it. As a husband I felt like a failure…and as a husband I could remain so, but as a king it was my duty to produce an heir.”

“Is that all I am then…a product of duty?” Ignis could feel the venom in his words and see that they hurt the man before him.

“For me…yes.” Regis frowned looking down, “It was easier to part from you, if I kept our relationship that way. You were…our kingdom’s future. Then a miracle happened…and Noctis came to be…that never erased who you are though, Ignis.”

“You’ll forgive me…I’m having a hard time accepting all of this.” Ignis shook his head, “Knowing now…it-it changes everything…all our conversations, all the instances you showed interest in me…”

Regis frowned looking away, “All times…that I cherished, but your father made it abundantly clear to me the day we found out about Noctis, that I would not be able to form a relationship with you. Not in the normal sense…”

Ignis looked at him as he went on, “Roderick, was such a good man. A true noble if there ever was one…He took the assignment with grace…but when we no longer had a need…he became a father, a true protective man who never wanted harm to come to his son. He looked me dead in the eyes and spoke with true conviction, ‘He is my son and if any harm befalls him because your royal politics…I will be there to swing the axe at your neck.’”

Ignis blinked surprised that his father would be so bold, “He threatened you?”

“Yes…you have to understand, at that point I was a threat to his family. Any man would do the same.” Regis smiled sadly hanging his head a little, “When he passed…there was this moment I had a chance claim you…raise you as mine, but it didn’t seem right…by that time you were a Scientia. Just as today, you are a Scientia.”

Ignis felt a spark inside him light up at those words, “Your majesty…”

Regis chuckled a little, “Ignis…I don’t expect you to recognize me as your father…but we’re far past formalities at least…”

“…I suppose we are…” Ignis swallowed, “I don’t know where to begin…”

“We have the time…” Regis stepped toward him placing his hands on his arms, “For now…begin with the power that has been inside you this entire time. You have always been exceptional, and I have no doubt with some guidance from Noctis that you will master it…”

He was a Scientia and that is how he would rule this country. He could feel the weight of the ring in his pocket. He hadn’t told anyone about it yet, not even you. How could he? What would he even say, your son showed up from the future wearing the Ring of Luci, I took it from him after he died in my arms?

Yes…that would go over like a lead balloon.

He thought about telling Noctis but decided against it. Noct still desired to rule but knew there could be no division. He was putting the safety of the nation above his wants and desires. For that Ignis respected him more than he had before.

“I appreciate that…I do.” Ignis let out a sigh, “I hope I can amount to everyone’s expectations.”

“You have already far succeeded them.” Gladio smiled at him giving him a pat on the back, “Master the power of kings and you’ll be perfect.”

“Ah yes…that one thing that seems to be in the way of it all.” Ignis turned down the hall leading to the training rooms, “…perhaps you should stay this time…”

“You saying our king is not a good teacher?” Gladio smirked crossing his arms.

“It’s not so much that as…he doesn’t know how to adapt his teaching style to my learning methods…” Ignis’ brow came together in frustration.

“Iggy…” Gladio sighed a little, “You’re not going to learn this from a book.”

“Then mastering it is…” He took in a deep heavy breath, “going to be harder than everyone wants it to be…”

And it was, simple things that should feel natural felt so far from it.

He growled slamming his hand in to the mat, “Ah!”

“Ignis…it’s okay.” Noctis frowned stepping over to him, “It took me a long time to master all of this.”

“I don’t have the luxury of time like you did.” Ignis moved to a sitting position.

Noct sat down next to him letting his arms hang off his knees, “It seems like you’re not…here.”

“What?” Ignis looked at him confused.

Noct chewed the inside of his cheek for a second before he looked at him, “When I first started my training…I didn’t want to do it. I had better things I wanted to do, like play outside or video games. So…I couldn’t get through my lessons here because I couldn’t complete the objective…and it seems like you’re going through the same thing.”

Ignis smiled a little before looking away, “You have become very wise this past year…”

“I’m right aren’t I?” Noct smiled a little at him, “What’s up?”

Ignis shook his head, “I…I’m not sure if I can talk about it…”

“Come on…” Ignis looked at him when he nudged him with his elbow, “I’m your baby brother…you can tell me anything.”

Ignis smiled at him. He’d always thought of Noctis like a brother. He was always there taking care of him, covering for him, taking him places, and Ignis appreciated that not much has changed since they both found out the truth. Taking a deep breath in he slowly reached into his pocket pulling out the ring.

Noctis blinked a few times before holding up his hand looking at the ring on his finger, “Uh…I’m not making the connection…”

“Then let me explain…” Ignis frowned a little and informed him of everything that had transpired a few weeks ago, “After all that…and talking with Regis…I made the decision that I had to take my position as king…”

“Wow…” Noctis frowned looking away for a moment, “damn…”

“I have to figure this out, Noct. I have to save my family…my son.” Ignis looked at him, “So whatever advice you have …I’m listening.”

Noctis sat there for a long time before standing up, “You need to focus on a moment…that means everything to you. Let that push you…let it anchor you to the crystal and then let the power flow through you…”

Ignis stood up brushing his pants off, “What’s your anchor?”

Noctis stared at him before he blushed a little scratching the back of his head, “Uh…well…I don’t remember what it used to be but now…now it’s…it’s you guys.”

“Us?” Ignis felt his eyes widened surprised.

“Yeah, when I think of you guys…I just…I don’t know.” Noctis smiled, “I just think of everything we’ve been through and how much I want to see all of you through it all.”

Ignis was touched. Noctis had truly become the king they needed. It started to get him thinking…

“Ignis?” He looked at Noct, “You got that look in your eye like you found a new recipe…what’s going on?”

He smiled placing a hand on his shoulder, “Nothing that’s important now…I need to think on it, but you’ve given me an idea…”

You looked over from the couch as the door opened late that night. You smiled seeing Ignis walking inside, “There you are.”

“I’m sorry…” He sighed setting his bag down and taking off his shoes, “I know I said I would be home early today…”

You stood up walking over to him helping him with his jacket, “It’s alright, I know you have a lot going on…”

He turned to you as you hung up his coat on the rack, “You’re far too understanding.”

“Well…I mean I’m not happy about it but…” You shrugged a little turning to back to him, “not much I can do either. So I will remain the supportive wife at home.”

He sighed taking your face into his hands before he kissed you, “I miss being home with you already…”

“Yeah…me too.” You leaned into the hand that began caressing your cheek, “I do know what it’s like though…which is why I’m trying very hard to be understanding…but it would be nice to see you at some point…”

“I’m here now.” He leaned his forehead against yours shutting his eyes.

“But you’re exhausted.” You smiled placing your hands over his, “And you need to be rested to preform your duties…you’re only going to get busier…”

“All the more reason…” He let his one arm slither down around your waist, “to used my time with you more wisely…”

“Your majesty…are you trying to seduce me?” You giggled watching his eyes snap open, “I’m sorry…I couldn’t resist…”

“Uh huh…” He smirked a little before drawing your face in for a kiss. Fire rushed through his veins as he scooped you up. The delightful noise of surprise only stroked the fire making it burn hotter.

He merely thought of bedroom and when he opened his eyes they were there. Falling deeper into the moment he gave it little thought sinking down onto the bed as your fingers raked through his hair. His hands moved your shirt up allowing his fingers the privilege to touch your delicate skin.

You helped him drawing it up and over your head, and while you were in the vulnerable position, he planted his face against your breast. First just taking a deep breath of your scent allowing it to wash over him sending him further down the hole of euphoria. Secondly, he wanted to feel your heartbeat.

He found peace shutting his eyes listening to the thrumming of your heart and the feeling of your fingers running through his hair. Soon he pulled away looking up to your darkening eyes. He knew that look and he smiled ready to give you everything you wanted.

It was the same look you gave him the first time. The same time you told him everything you needed was right in front you in him. For all the problems they were dealing with then…it seemed simpler then everything they were dealing with presently.

Later his hand clutched yours as he kissed tasty the salty sweetness of your back while his other hand dug tightly into your hip. You collapsed beneath him and he soon followed slowly lowering himself beside you. He swallowed taking in several deep breaths shutting his eyes, “I love you…”

You let out a laugh before he felt you roll over snuggling into his side. He opened his eyes looking down to your flushed face. Your eyes were bright and wild as you spoke, “I love you too.”

“You laughed…” He smirked a little as you shut your eyes exhaustion finally catching up to you.

“I just always find it humorous that you proclaim that every time we finish.” You wrapped around him.

“Would you rather I said nothing?” His arm came to rest around you as he pulled the blankets up around the both of you.

“Heavens no…” You shook your head, “It’s just my bad sense of humor catching up to me…I love that you say it. I especially love it when you rasp it out in the middle of things.”

He felt himself blush, “Well…you make me feel…worthy and I want you to now it…”

“Hm…” You gave him a squeeze shutting your eyes, “You make me feel the same…”

He smiled kissing the top of your head before he shifted a little to stand. You made a noise of protest, “I would like to kiss my son goodnight…I’ll be right back.”

Your eyes cracked open slightly as you smiled, “Give him a kiss for me.”

He leaned back kissing you long enough that he almost started things again. When he pulled away he was sure he head another pout, but he didn’t stop to investigate this time. Quietly he crept across the hall into Ulric’s room.

He looked down at him sleeping soundly in his bed. Reaching down he picked up kissing him before rocking him in a bouncing motion to keep him asleep, “There there…I just wanted to hold you a moment…”

He didn’t fuss much as he sat down in the rocker with him drifting back to sleep. Ignis smiled rocking gently, “I think I figured it out…and it’s all thanks to you.”

9 days ago

Oaths and Hearts - 21 (Ignis Scientia/Reader)

Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine

You stared out at everyone setting up the sky sails near the cliff. You had your arms crossed in front of you, securely locked as you leaned against the van. Nyx said you were going sailing…

“Correction…I said we were doing the Galahd version of sailing.” He smiled at you, eyes twinkling.

You wanted to slap that handsome smile right off his face. You were tired still from waking up several hours earlier then you we used to. Rushing about getting ready you didn’t take your meds, and it was only just now that the sun was beginning to rise…now you were faced with a dilemma. Stay back and slightly ruin everyone’s day while they flew about…or get over it and ‘do the thing’, as your cousin Noct would always tell you.

“Hey…” You snapped out of your thoughts as Nyx walked up. He was dressed in a thick long sleeve shirt. A light grey that seemed to make everything about him pop…his skin, his hair, his eyes, “Everyone’s almost ready.”

You looked at his smiling face as he came to a stop in front of you coolly sliding his hands into the back pockets of his dark washed pants. He had a way with body language that instantly put you at ease. You actually found it a little frustrating when you wanted to be irritated with him with him right now.

“That’s good.” You nodded before you looked down to your shoes digging your heel into the red earth.

“Y/N…” You looked up again as he took a step closer concern showing through those cerulean orbs, “I know this isn’t the sailing you were thinking of…”

“Nyx, it’s not even close.” You let your arms fall as you let out a nervous sigh, “Sailing involves water…not cliffs and…heights.”

“You’re afraid heights.” He put a hand to the back of his neck letting out a soft sigh as he bit his lower lip, “I didn’t even think to ask…”

“It’s fine…” You smiled shaking your head a little, “and it’s not a terrible fear, just not my favorite thing to deal with so early in the morning.”

“Well…” He sighed looking back at the four sky sails lined up on the cliff before he looked back at you, “at least I got you outside, right?”

You laughed a little nodding at you pushed off the van. He seemed like he was taking this all really well, “That you did, thank you. It looks like it’s gonna be a nice day.”

“The best.” He smiled at you before holding his hand out to you. You made a face before he scoffed a little, “Well come on…don’t leave me hanging here…”

Maybe not so well as you thought…You swallowed a little before taking his hand. His warm digits intwined around yours as he walked with you toward the nearest sky sail, “Nyx, I’m really fine just by being out…”

“We’re not going.” He stopped you from going on, “But I am going to make you sit in one. Comfiest seats in the world. Made by the deft hands of Pelna and his dad.”

“Pelna made these?” Your eyes widened as you approached the device with him. They had beautiful designs woven in the wings and carved in parts of the frame.

“Yeah, his family had a shop back home.” Nyx smiled as you reached out running your hands over the frame, “They’re the best at it. They supplied most of the rigs for the hunts.”

“Hunts…you’ve mentioned that before. What is that exactly?” You smiled as he opened the small door helping you inside. You sank down into the hammock like seat as he ran around to the other side.

“The hunt…uh…it’s kind of a big tradition thing. Way back when Galahd was divided into tribes. Once a year all the tribes would gather and go on a big hunt.” He smiled getting in taking a seat next to you making the seat swing a little, “It was kind of like a big market day too. Everyone would gather and trade, while the hunters would go out and find a couple of big coeurl to bring back for a feast the next day.”

“And you continue this tradition today?” You shifted a little in your seat as his leg pushed up against yours, it was a pretty tight space for two people.

“Yes, we’re a bit more humane about it now. Coeurl is still pretty tasty, but they’re also beautiful creatures to respect…so we tranquilize it and ensure the area is clear of anything that could harm it. The only thing we take is a tuft of hair from their main. Total catch and release.” He tilted his head a little as he thought back to it, “Hunting one is exhilarating. Here you have this creature that is so intelligent and so evolved that if you’re not careful you go from hunting to being hunted.”

“You’ve participated in a hunt?” You watched him look at you, nodding, “Did you every catch yourself a coeurl?”

He smirked shaking his head, “Gosh, no…would’ve been pretty cool if I had though.”

“And how do the sky sails play into the hunt?” You asked looking up at the pretty design above you.

“Gliders…” You heard him as you let your eyes trace the design on the underside of the wings, “we actually call them gliders, and we use them as eyes in the sky. The hunters used to use smoke signals, maneuvers, and flags to signal where to go. Now, thanks to modern technology, we just radio down for the hunts, but we mostly use them for recreation now.”

You looked at him again and caught him staring at you. He looked away quickly down to his hands as he began chewing his bottom lip, something you’d begun to notice he did when he was thinking hard about something, “Nyx, are okay?”

“I’m fine.” He looked at you again his eyes dimming a little, “Talking about home…I get a little homesick. Nothing about Insomnia is like it…you’re surrounded by desert and mountains. Galahd is…green…so much green…”

“I’m sorry…” You relaxed next to him frowning a little, “Here I am asking all these questions…”

“I like it when you ask me questions.” He took your hand again giving it a squeeze, “Wasn’t it your dad who said, in order to understand one another you have to listen? Sometimes you have to ask questions before you can listen. So, ask anything you want.”

You felt your face get hot looking at his hand over yours. You felt stupid…you knew he was just being kind. He’d always been more physical in conversations with people. You had begun to notice them more recently though. Gentle touches to your arm when in talking in close quarters, touching your back when helping you up and down a ladder, brushing your fingers when handing something off to you…each time you had to find the way to keep your face in check.

This time was no different but being this close to him made it harder to hide. You took in a deep breath looking at him about to say something when there was a shift felt in the glider. You looked up seeing everything as if it was being hacked at, “Nyx…”

When you looked at him he had that familiar glint in his eyes as he reached over grabbing the lap belt connecting it with his side quickly and with ease, “You will thank me later, and you will not regret it.”

“Nyx…no!” You shook your head as you looked back at Libertus and Pelna releasing the tie offs holding the glider to the anchors with small hatchets, “Nyx!”

“We’re gonna be fine.” He told you as he put in an earpiece giving a thumbs up back to them.

“Have fun you two!” You heard Libertus call out to you both as he gave one final hack at the rope.

Everything shifted again as you shook your head as it rolled forward enough for you to see the bottom. You grabbed onto his arm tightly as it began diving over the cliff. You let out a large scream that echoed across the gorge.

Over your scream you could hear Nyx laughing as he grabbed the levers leveling off bringing the glider up. You felt his hand rest on the top of your head, which you had buried into his arm clamping your eyes shut, “You gotta see this view…”

Taking a few deep breaths, you slowly opened your eyes turning your head. You felt the cool morning air slip past you as you faced the rising sun. A majestic orange hue began touching everything in sight. You felt yourself tear up a little basking in the pure beauty that was Eos, “It’s beautiful…”

“Yeah…” You looked back at him, once again catching him looking at you. To your surprise he didn’t look away this time, his cool gaze holding yours until you could no longer take it.

You looked back out taking everything in again. You were still holding onto him like a vice, “That was a dirty trick Nyx Ulric.”

He chuckled a little as you felt his muscles move under your clutch pulling at levers, “Yeah…it was a little, but you gotta try everything once and you gotta admit…can’t get a view like this from your precious Citadel.”

“I do not. I do not have to try everything…” You glared at him as he laughed more, “I will get you back for this.”

That silenced him instantly as he looked at you once more, “Oh?”

“You think I won’t?” You smirked a little.

“No, I don’t.” He returned your smirk with one of his own, “I think your full of shit right now.”

He laughed as your mouth dropped open, eyes widening offended, “You just wait, Nyx Ulric! You will never see it coming!”

“Does saying my full name help with the threat or something?” He chuckled as he gradually shifted the glider to turn back.

Facing the cliffs, you could see the other gliders take off. It made your hair stand on in watching them fall and jerk up once they caught the wind, “…I like your name…”

“You like my name?” He quirked an eyebrow up smiling as he moved the glider with ease passing Luche and Kip, “What a weird thing to say…”

“You asked…” You shrugged a little trying to get yourself to relax before you waved at Libertus and Crowe. “I don’t know what to say…it just sounds nice when I say it…”

“Well…fine…if it makes you happy. Nyx Ulric me all you want.” He gave you a small smile with his glance.

You both fell silent as he caught a good breeze pulling the glider up higher. Slowly you could feel yourself relax next to him as you took in the natural splendor of your surroundings. Floating seamlessly over red plateaus and valleys. When you felt safe enough you finally leaned over the edge looking down watching a heard of Anak running below you.

From time to time he’d point something out and encouraged you to look. Comments were made breaking the peaceful silence the two of you held. It was something you both cherished with each other, the small fact that you didn’t have to fill the space with conversations. Just perfectly content with one another’s presence alone.

One other fact…There was nothing that compared to this view.  And you hated to admit that to him…as he seemed the type to never let you live it down. So, you didn’t, you let your pride get the best of you, yet you were sure by the way he kept smiling at you that he knew already.

You asked him after a while, “How long can one of these things stay up?”

He noticed your worried expression returning as he gained more altitude, “Theoretically, forever, as long as you keep catching the wind and go with it.”

“And…and you know how to do that?” You watched him pushed and pulled at the levers turning the glider.

“I promise you were are fine. Just like I swore to your uncle, that I will keep you safe. It will always be true.” He gave you a reassuring smile but easily sensed that it may not be enough this time, “But to put you at ease…how about a flying lesson?”

You smiled as he started explaining everything to you. From how to turn, to catch more lift, down to the small details of the rig you were in. Everything had its place and meaning. Understanding how it worked helped put you settle down enough that your mind began to drift…

You watched as his fingers grasped around the lever’s handle seeing his bicep flex as he pulled it back. You wondered how it would feel grasping you with intent. Your mind wandered further away drifting into a daydream. You were back in the garden hanging a flower basket. You happened to turn a little quickly at the top of the ladder causing it to fall…

You expected to hit the ground but…it never came, instead the feeling of two warm strong arms catching you replaced it. You stared up into his worried face as he set you down. His calloused hands reached up to your face brush gently against your cheek trailing down your neck as he spoke…

You snapped out of it when he began calling to you. He had a concerned look on his face, “You alright?”

“Yes…sorry…” You flushed sitting back licking your lips embarrassed a little, “I didn’t take my meds this morning…I’m feeling a little off….”

“Meds?” He quirked he eyebrow at you, “I thought you handed them all over…”

“I still take some…” You told him quietly as you felt a little shame creep into your chest. You still hated that had been how he first met you, but you couldn’t change it. You were better for it, “I was really sick as a kid. The doctors prescribed me something that helps keep me in balance…at least that’s how they explained it. I didn’t question it, I was twelve…but you interrupted my morning routine by how early we had to get going.”

He nodded slowly opening his mouth about to say something when his earpiece caught his attention, “Copy…we’ll head back now.”

“Something wrong?” You tilted your head a little feeling your heart quicken as the many scenarios began racing through your mind all over again.

“Libertus picked up a dry storm in the area…we gotta head back in.” He looked at you with a bit of worry in his eyes as he turned the glider smoothly.

“Oh…well that’s unfortunate.” You tried not to smile. You were having a good time, but no matter how much you tried you couldn’t relax. You preferred the ground under your feet, but not as such a distance.

“Yeah, I can tell you’re really broke up about it…” He smirked at you tone full of tease as he leveled off. His face changed quickly as he stared at his arm. Your eyes followed his and you could see all the hairs standing up, “Y/N…don’t freak out…”

“Freak out?” Your eyes began to widen as he reached up to his earpiece. You knew how science worked…when your hair stood on end it was because there was a charge in the air. You had experienced it twice. Once when you father staved off a voretooth who wander over during a family picnic with an electric spell, the other time when Nyx was trying to protect you from those bigots…

“Guys…we might be in trouble.” You listened as his voice was calm, but his body was tense as he told them you were in the storm. You swallowed as he started shaking his head, “Don’t come back out…”

He smirked shaking his head a little as you heard the crackling of the earpiece, “Because I said so and you’re supposed to do as I say, right? That’s how it’s supposed to work at least.”

When he looked at you, you couldn’t help but feel a small bit of dread creep inside you, “Nyx, can we outrun this?”

“Ah…” He took a breath in looking forward once more shaking his head, “No, we can’t. If we’re lucky we’ll just glide through it…”

“But…” You looked at him as panic back to rise up to your face.

“I’m not lucky…” He sighed as lightening began to flash in the distance. Thick red clouds began to gather and darken in shade as the further collected energy quickly catch up to their small glider.

You winced closing your eyes tightly clutching onto the glider for dear life as winds began to swirl and rock it, “Nyx…”

“Just…hold on…” Your eyes opened and you could see Nyx struggling to keep the glider level. Then just as he foresaw their luck ran out as lightening blasted around them striking the wing. His arm lurched out across you as you both began to spin wildly out of control, “Y/N!”

Your arm instinctively went over his chest as if some how the pair of you holding each other down in the seat would some how make it all stop spinning. Your eyes danced around frantically, trying to find anything to help the both of you. Your eyes stopped seeing another glider above you, “Look!”

“Close your eyes!” Nyx pulled your head down to his chest just as water splashed over them. Both of you clung to each other feeling forces working together in unison. You looked out from cover blinking the water from your eyes seeing another glider below. You couldn’t see who was leaning out but it looked like they were controlling the wind pushing you back up.

“Shit…Y/N, hold on this is gonna get bumpy…” You followed his gaze as the other two gliders had circled back over head. You could see Luche and Pelna leaning out of them. They looked like they held a hook of some kind as they circled your glider.

Luche quickly lowered his latching it securely as lightening shook the air around them. The glider shook and your grip only tightened around Nyx. You could feel his pulse quickening as his eyes stayed glued to Pelna who was struggling to get his hook go down straight.

“Come on, Pelna…” Nyx whispered as his arms tightend around you protectively. You looked as the glider seemed to just dead weight as the spell below dissipated, “Pelna!”

You felt weightless looking up into Nyx’s eyes. He looked so apologetic as his braids danced around his face. You could see that this is not what he had intended at all…you weren’t mad…it was an act of the gods. No one could be mad at someone for that.

If this was to be your last moments before you departed this world…you suppose it wasn’t a terrible place to be. In the arms of a handsome man, who in his own way cared about you, “Nyx…”

“Got it!” A jerk brought gravity back to your bodies and you slammed back into the seats as the two gliders moved apart distributing the weight of the broken one evenly.

As soon as they were close enough to safely warp back to the cliffside you watched Nyx reach out summoning for the crystal’s power. You envied him being able to feel the rush of it. Being part of it, brought you back to a memory of when you first felt your gifts take hold.

You had been running away from your mentor at the time, no longer wanting to sit still. You had tripped on the steps. Crying out your reached forward to break your fall only to land not as hard halfway across the room on the floor. It felt like being between fire and ice all at once.

And that is how it still felt as he pulled your forward with him landing ungracefully in a pile. He groaned as he skidded on his back some until you both came to a halt. You both stayed in each other’s arms for a long time just taking in deep breaths.

Finally, he sat up looking down at you. His hand cupped your cheek as he spoke, voice heavy with worry, “Are you alright? Are you hurt?”

You stared up at him for a long moment before you sat up wrapping your arms around him, “Thank you…”

He tensed for a moment before he put his arms around you. You were thanking him. You should be yelling at him, telling him that you were right, and he was wrong. Sailing is meant to be in the water not the sky.

But you weren’t and that’s when he found he no longer just thought of you as a charge. Crowe had been right. You were becoming more then just work, and that would be a problem…

He pushed you away a little looking you over again, “Are you okay?”

“I…I was terrified…” You spoke softly before you smiled nodding as your hands drifted from his shoulders to his chest, “But…I think I’m fine…I’m just so grateful to be back on the ground.”

Nyx stared at you as he felt a small laugh escape his mouth. Before he knew it he couldn’t stop it and soon you were laughing with him. They other’s raced over to check on you as you both began to stand laughing.

“Oxygen deprivation…maybe struck by lightning…” Luche started listing of as you both tried hard to contain your laughter.

“Adrenaline…” Libertus crossed his arms with a shrug.

“Stupidity…” Crowe walked forward with a cross look on her face before grabbing you by the wrist taking away toward the back of the van.

“What are you doing?” Nyx asked as she passed by him.

“Seeing as I’m the only one trained in medicine around here, and the only female at the moment, I’m doing my duty and checking the princess out.” Crowe glared at him.

“She doesn’t…” Nyx shook his head but you beat him to the punch.

“I’m not a princess anymore.” You took your wrist back from her a weighted look appearing on your face.

Crowe realized instantly that she had struck a nerve of some kind and bowed her head, “I…apologize. You carry yourself well ma’am…if I could I’d like to examine you to make sure you’re alright…”

Nyx took a step toward you, but you nodded following her disappearing behind the van. He sighed before turning to everyone else, “I thought I told you all to stand down.”

They all looked at him small smiles on their faces before Libertus stepped forward, “Couldn’t very well let out king crash in a ravine…makes for bad press.”

“So, you’re just worried about your brand…can’t sell brews without this face, right?” Nyx smirked flashing a hand around his face.

“Yeah…sure…if it makes you sleep better at night, keep telling yourself that.” Libertus shook his head letting his arms fall before turning to the others, “Come on, let’s pack up.”

Nyx took a deep breath in as they began to turn away from him. He swallowed hanging his head as he spoke firmly, “Thank you…”

They all stopped looking back at him. He looked up seeing each of the them take a closed fist putting it over their heart muttering with a small bow, “Pro aris et focis.”

That was it…nothing else was said as they turned walking toward the gliders. Nothing else needed to be said, it was done for hearth and home.

It didn’t take them long to break everything down and load it up in the vans. He crawled in the front seat next to Libertus and looked back at you, “You alright?”

“I’m fine.” You smiled at him holding up your hands, “Believe me Crowe left no stone unturned.”

“Good…” He nodded a little before turning in his seat. He had been so scared back there. He knew he could probably have survived the fall with you by warping, but so many things went wrong…and not even thinking about how you dealt with heights…he was an idiot. He mulled that over as the rode in silence.

“Nyx…” He looked back at you a while later. You were looking out the window toward something. You had a really sad look on your face.

“What is it?” He unbuckled moving into the back seat taking a seat next to you.

“I didn’t realize where we were this morning…it was so dark…” You looked at him nose getting red, “It’s a really selfish request…”

“Ask it. Pretty sure the day can’t get much crazier.” Libertus scoffed up from making him roll his eyes.

You looked back out the window, “It’s my father’s tomb…”

He sat up straight and before he even looked at Libertus, he was already readjusting course to head down the access road. The chirp of the radio sounded, “’ey, something up?”

Libertus reached over responding, “We’re good, gotta visit some lost family for a bit.”

“Ah, got it.” Chirped back as it was nothing. Nyx smiled at his family. There were so understanding and accepting, never once questioning why things needed to happen. They knew him well enough to know that a request like this was one he would never refuse.

Nyx looked back to you as you welled up with emotion, “You’ve never been here, have you?”

You shook your head, “I couldn’t ever get someone to take me…My uncle had planned to come a little while ago, but…something came up and he couldn’t make it happen.”

He took your hands in his letting his thumb caress over the top of your wrists. Your hands were so small and fragile, perfect for planting things. Unlike his which were rough and coarse, perfect for fighting, “After today, any time you want to come here…I will make it happen.”

You smiled at him sniffing back some tears before you squeezed his hands. He wondered if you knew how much your smile made his day. He wondered if you knew how much he dreamed about you every night. Dreams that made him blush a the thought of them… He wondered if you’d even consider him…a foreigner…as someone worthy to have?

“Thank you…all of you. I can’t imagine having better friends…” You told him looking up to Libertus, “If I can call you that. I’ve only met you once, but I feel such a connection…”

“You seem alright to me Princess.” Libertus gave you a smile and a thumbs up laughing a little as you scowled, “And yea I know you’re not a princess, Princess…but the nickname suits you, so you’re stuck with it.”

“Bit cliché isn’t it?” You sniffed again as Libertus laughed louder, “I suppose…as long as it’s only you guys…”

“What don’t want the whole guard to know? I think that would be a great thing for them to know, especially Gladio.” Nyx smirked, as your mood began to improve the more he teased you, “I think I’ll tell Titus to send out a memo.”

“Nyx Ulric!” You shook your head taking a hand away from his pointing a finger in his face, “You a wracking up a serious pay back…”

“Oh…” Libertus glanced back at him, “That sounds serious, do you need a detail again, Nyx?”

“Knock it off.” Nyx rolled his eyes shaking his head as his friend laughed and you with him, “You’ve been listening to Titus too much.”

“He wants you to have a detail?” You questioned him surprise falling over you features like a mantle.

“He’d prefer it…” Nyx shook his head a little, “If he ever found out you knew about me, he’d probably pester me more about it. Probably tell me to get me to leave the Glaives.”

“He doesn’t know!?” Libertus’ voice raised slightly looking back in the rearview mirror, “Nyx, buddy…”

“Just cram it for a goddamn second…nothing’s changed.” Nyx shook his head a little, “It’s not time yet…”

“But there is a time…isn’t there? A time when you’ll have tell him and things will change?” He looked at you. Your face had become serious suddenly, as if in some way you’d already lost him.

His mouth hung open for a second, “I…maybe, I don’t know. Everything…isn’t…uh… Can we talk about this some other time?”

He nodded toward Libertus as he put a hand on the back of his neck. Your eyes flicked to their friend before you nodded falling quietly residing to your own thoughts. His eyes lingered on yours seeing the wheels moving connecting dots that he hadn’t even thought of yet.

The rest of the ride was silent. When he stepped out of the van his mouth dropped open a little seeing the massive tomb. Large columns lined the walk way leading up to a large tomb that was built into the side of the mountain, “This…this is just for King Malcolm?”

You stepped out next to him nodding slowly as you took it all in for the first time as well, “Yes…inside is not just his body…but a weapon forged with his own soul. One day he’ll pass it on to the next king…Noctis. To be used as a tool for his bidding and protection.”

The other vans came to a halt behind them as you began to step forward. Nyx watched you take each step deliberately, consciously, as if it was a struggle. He had done the same thing when he visited his father grave alone. It got easier, but…the great wall of absence was always felt.

He followed behind you slowly until you stopped outside the door. You stood there staring at it fist balled up, and after a moment he spoke quietly, “Do you need help?”

“It’s not…” You shook your head clearing your throat, “Only a person with the king’s power and key can enter…I have neither. So, I’ll…just have to make do here.”

Nyx blinked several times trying to fathom it as his gaze drifted to beautifully decorated door. How could a society so strong and advanced have such cold customs? Who would lock out one’s loved ones from visiting their resting place? It seemed like every time he learned something new about Insomnia…it was all accompanied with some condition that he found painful to uphold.

“Hi daddy…”  His eyes drifted back to you, as you whispered softly looking over the door, “They did a good job…it looks nice… I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner. My recovery took a lot longer then it should have…I…I’m just…”

You trailed off hanging your head. Nyx swallowed looking back to his Galahdian family. They all stood respectfully at ease waiting at the bottom steps. When you spoke again he began to feel his cheeks burn, “I made a friend…His name is Nyx. If you’ve been looking in on me you’ve probably seen him around…You would like him. He’d make you laugh, that I’m certain of. He’s been keeping me safe in your absence…He’s Queen Selena’s son…somehow fate has brought our nations together still…you were right. Galahd is a beautiful people because of its people…”

You looked up at the door tearing up as your hands unclenched. He knew what it was like wanting to say things to the people you’ve lost, things that once said aloud made them true and hurt all the more, “I miss you daddy…and I miss mama…and I’m so, so sorry that…that I can’t…”

A small sob escaped you mouth as you leaned forward placing your hands flat against the door. When your forehead met the stone, Nyx watched a shimmer ripple outward from you rushing through the veins of the doors desgin. He took a step forward only stopping when you spoke again, “I’m sorry I can’t carry out your legacy in the way you wished…but I promise I will help Noctis build a better future. I will help Insomnia become the beacon you wanted it to be.”

Nyx’s mouth dropped open slightly at what he just saw. Maybe he was tired…but…maybe he wasn’t…He wanted answers but now was not the time to just ask them. He swallowed stepping forward, “Your majesty…”

You lifted your head looking at him. Nyx smiled giving you a reassuring nod, “Nyx Ulric here…first…uh…I should apologize for not coming to meet you all those years ago, when I was supposed to. I was different then and felt I had all the time in the world to learn my place…I paid a heavy price for my negligence.”

He let out a heavy sigh as he looked at the door, he could hear his heart beating in his ears, “It’s been privilege watching over your daughter, sir. She is the apple of your eye. My mother told me you were a bright soul and I can see there is none brighter than Y/N…you would be very proud of her.”

“But…what I really want to say…is…I want to pledge before you, as I did your brother the King Regis, that I will always be by Y/N’s side.” He looked back to you seeing tears beginning to fall down your cheeks, “I swear to be whatever she needs me to be. Her friend, her confidant…her guard. I will do whatever it takes to see her plans through. She will want for nothing and in my presence only know safety and peace.”

“Nyx…” You whispered as he too placed his hands on the door bowing his head. No shimmer…he let his hands fall. It wasn’t just a show…just an opportunity. However, he did mean it, every word sworn to the memory of a dead king, “You didn’t need…”

“I did.” He placed a hand over his heart bowing to you speaking from the heart, the oath that all his guards swore to him years ago, “I am your sword and your shield…you need  only point and I will go. Speak your words and I will make them actions. I do this freely and under no duress…I am yours to command.”

“I…I don’t know what to say to this…” He watched you place a hand over your stomach. You were acting as if you were embarrassed by the attention. The last time he swore to protect you was in the presence of your uncle and members of the guard, was it so different for him to do it in your presence alone, “It’s…you’ve already sworn an oath to protect me…”

“I swore that oath to Insomnia, to Regis.” He stepped toward you a serious look in his eyes. Maybe it was the near-death experience or the sudden realization that he cared for you a great deal that made him do this. At a certain point I didn’t matter why he was saying it, only that he meant it, “And I’ve made promises to you…but now before the gods and your father…I am swearing to be yours.”

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Galahdian Dreams - 10 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)

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Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight

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“I want to take her out with us.” Nyx watched as Drautos’ shoulders slowly deflated when he sat down in the chair across from him, “Hear me out…”

“You do realize that the last time you took Y/N out…” He looked at Nyx finally.

“It will different…” Nyx talked over him.

“…was only two months ago and…” Drautos began shaking his head

“And I’m asking this time…” Nyx smiled at him.

“…you got the shit kicked out of you, Nyx!” Drautos stood up leaning on his desk his brow coming together with worry, “Does that mean nothing to you?”

Nyx stared at him for a moment before leaning back shaking his head, “It’s was…one time…”

“One of many that are happening to our people. Your people, Nyx.” Drautos stood up letting out a heavy sigh, “People are beginning to fear leaving their homes…and you want to take Y/N out…not even just out in the city, you want to go out beyond the wall with her.”

Nyx shook his head chewing on his thumb, “Regis cannot keep her locked in here forever.”

“This isn’t about their politics Nyx, this is about the fact that we are not welcome here and you’d be putting both yourselves in the line of fire.” Drautos shook his head, “When are you going to do something?”

“What do you think I’m trying to do?” Nyx raised his voice, “You think that I’m just guarding her because I think it’s fun? I’m doing this because when we came here, we came to see King Malcolm…instead we were met with King Regis…you’re the one who told me to stay under the radar…”

“Well you never showed much interest in your duties until recently.” Drautos sniped back.

Nyx stared at him for a long silent moment before he looked away, “You’re right…I haven’t done anything to help the situation, and I wasn’t very good right after the fall…”

“Nyx…” Drautos sighed hanging his head a little, “I didn’t mean…we understand why it took you so long to get back up. Everyone was beaten down into the dirt right next to you. But we also wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you…we’d be back home, more than likely six feet under.”

Nyx took in a deep breath letting it out slowly as he looked out the window watching a recruit warp up the main pillar before skidding down not connecting his dagger in deep enough, that was gonna hurt. Finally, he came back to Drautos, “I know it’s unconventional…but I’m trying to make Y/N see us…she is our biggest supporter here and she’s willing, no, eager to learn our ways. From what I’ve seen being around her these past few months…she is definitely King Malcolm’s daughter.”

Drautos sat back down looking at him as a small smile of admiration crept onto his face, “You have your mother’s instincts…and your father’s charisma…”

Nyx smiled a little before he spoke, “And was my mother ever wrong?”

“One occasion…” Drautos smirked a little as Nyx’s eyes widened surprised by the admission, “She decided one day it would be a wonderful idea to assign me to the most obnoxious child in all of Galahd…told me to try to whip him into something more than a snot nose brat.”

Nyx rolled his eyes smiling at him, “Just remember…I’m stubborn because you told me not to ever give up.”

Drautos smiled at him before letting out a sigh, “I can get you the paperwork you need to fill out…but I’m not the one who can approve it.”

“Who is?” Nyx watched his mentor take in, if it were possible, a heavier breath.

Several hours later he was standing outside the throne room doors waiting to be summoned before the king. His thumbs kept running over the tips of his fingers in a rhythmic motion as he tried to stay calm. He practiced everything he needed to say over and over in his head ignoring the subtle glares he kept getting from the throne room guards.

Jokes on them, they’re stuck guarding a door that no one would ever get to if the castle was breached. There were enough Glaives surrounding the Citadel that no one would even consider it an option. He didn’t think poorly of the normal guard…it’s just they were dicks…

“Ulric…” He turned to the guard taking in a deep breath, “You’re up.”

He walked into the throne room swiftly to his mark where he kneeled before the king keeping his head low and eyes averted, “Thank you for seeing me, your majesty.”

“I haven’t much time…so we can cease with the formalities.” Regis told him as he stood and began walking down the steps.

“Uh of course.” Nyx was thrown off momentarily by the dismissal as he stood up watching Regis walk down toward him, “I only came to request allowing Y/N to accompany myself and several other Glaives on an outing, outside the wall.”

Regis eyed him as he walked by only giving him a nod to follow, “And what would you be taking my niece out to do?”

“Sailing.” Nyx put his arms behind is back as he walked aside him.

“Sailing? You think it’s an appropriate outing to take? Y/N has never been sailing…” Regis took a folder from an attendant that approached him.

“Her ladyship is very quick to learn; I have no doubt she’ll be fine.” Nyx glanced at him as he sifted through the folder brow creasing, whether it was from the information in his hand or the conversation he would never know, “I believe the outing will do her some good. She’s been feeling trapped…”

“You presume to know how she is feeling?” Regis stopped looking at him sternly, “You are her guard…your job is to protect her, yet you are here asking to see if she can go on a field trip with you…Tell me do you know where my niece is right now?”

Nyx stood there for a moment before he pulled out his phone. Regis scoffed shaking his head as he spoke, “If you don’t know-”

Nyx raised up a finger as he clicked away at his phone. He smiled before he looked up, “She is in the east wing currently. She’s attending practice with your son, Prince Noctis. She wasn’t sure if she was going, she’s been feeling a bit distant from people since you closed off the greenhouse.”

He watched Regis eyes cloud up a little as he went on to explain, “When I’m not with her…I have people around her that I trust. People that I have vetted to ensure she is safe and well looked after. Thankfully, it’s only once in a great, great while that I’m not with her, but rest assured I have her safety in mind always.”

Regis tapped the file against his hand before taking in a slow breath, “You seem to take your job seriously.”

“As I should, I’m protecting a member of the royal family. She may not be in line for the throne anymore,” Nyx watched the older man take in a deep breath, “but it doesn’t mean she’s completely safe.”

“You’re smart to think that…” Regis looked at him with a distant thought in his eye, “You think this…outing…will improve her mood?”

Nyx tensed momentarily. Things had been extremely tense between you and the King. Family mealtimes were required now…and extremely awkward…Regis also had closed the greenhouse the following week after your incident with him.

You had been crushed and nearly lost it…

“Y/N…” He looked at you as your fist balled up looking at the chain on the door with a huge padlock, “Y/N, take a breath…”

“He can’t…” You turned and began marching down the hall as if you were going to war, “He can’t do this! This is the one place…the only place…”

“Wait…” He warped in front of you cutting you off as he put his hands on your arms, “just…”

“This is too far!” Your voice rose as you face began to redden, “He can’t…this is…”

“I know…” Nyx frowned giving your arms a gentle squeeze, “but you, going in wherever he’s at… and exploding…it isn’t going to help. You know this…”

You looked up at him tears just beginning to show in the corners of your eyes, “He…he’s trying to erase them…everything good that my parents did…He’s trying to erase it all…”

Nyx couldn’t say anything…he would have liked to agree with you to make you feel better, but he couldn’t. Ever since that day you had been…sad… He got worried for you. Afraid you might do something to hurt yourself, but you didn’t.

Nyx finally let out the breath held for a moment and spoke quietly, “I think…it would be a step in the right direction.”

Regis let out a sigh as he began walking again, “I am only restricting her of the things that are distractions. She may not become queen, but she still plays a vital role in the arena of politics. It is important that she finishes her studies and begin her duties.”

“Duties, your Majesty?”  Nyx questioned him a look of confusion coming to his face, “Forgive me, no one has informed me of the future yet…”

“It doesn’t surprise me that she hasn’t told you. It’s hard to have trained for one role your whole life and be thrusted into another so jarringly.” Regis smiled a little, “She essentially will be filling my position that I held when my brother was king, may he rest in peace…”

“You were in charge of overseeing relations with the territories, right?” Nyx smirked a little as surprised overtook the King’s face.

“Yes…as well as relations with other countries. Specifically, Accordo and Tenebrae.” Regis kept walking further down a hall toward the council chambers, “I need her to take her place before we lose those relationships.”

“Your majesty…” Nyx stopped gaining the full attention of the king, “Do you understand that she is terrified of being in large crowds?”

A flicker of surprise came over Regis’ face, “I…I was unaware.”

Nyx sighed looking down to the ground, “Sir…she suffers from PTSD…at least a little bit…That night destroyed her trust in people, and then when she was finally better…her entire world was torn down in a single moment. I have been working these past few months with her. Trying to at least get her comfortable with the people she sees everyday…”

Nyx looked back up at him putting his hands on his hips, “That’s why I took her out that night…I know it was wrong. I should have followed protocol, but you didn’t see what that party did to her. She puts on such a brave face, and she fakes the perfect smile, all the while she is panicking. Even the whole way to the Hearth, she tried to be brave asking questions to hide her fear…and she was brave finally…her curiosity of the ward overtook her when we arrived. It felt like I was finally seeing her in her element for the first time.”

“Why do you think that is?” Regis was watching him carefully. Nyx looked at him and he could see how genuine he was trying to be, “Be honest…”

“It’s because she trusts me, your majesty. We’ve built a bond by sharing conversations…I believe she lets her walls down enough around me to feel safe…and normal.” Nyx let his arms drop standing up tall like his mother always told him to do when he delivered something important, “If you want her to step into your old role…you have to get her to trust you again. You have to let her be free.”

Regis let out a long sigh before he nodded slowly, “You know your charge well. I trust you will take care of her while sailing.”

Nyx felt his excitement rise inside of him as he bowed, “Thank you, your majesty. I will do just that.”

“As I said when you first took over your position…” Regis spoke over him placing a hand on Nyx’s head, “Keep her safe…”

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Nyx watched as his feet disappeared out of his view. He stood up straight watching the king walk through a set of doors leading to the council room. There was a strange feeling that stirred inside of his chest as he began to compare things.

What you told him about your uncle, that day he reprimanded you, and the cold breakfasts the weeks following…they didn’t add up to the man who seemed genuinely concerned for your wellbeing. He could tell each time he spoke those last few words to him…there was father’s love in them…Regis didn’t wish any harm to come to you and he was truly sorry for everything.

His strange feeling didn’t stop him long as he raced to the training grounds. He stepped inside cautiously and just in time to see Gladio throw Noctis halfway across the field. The prince landed hard on the ground with a groan.

“Whoa…hey…” Nyx rushed over to him kneeling down, “You alright there?”

“Don’t you feel bad for him! He deserves all he’s getting right now!” Gladio shouted toward them.

Noctis groaned sitting up with Nyx’s help, “I said I was sorry.”

“What happened?” Nyx chuckled a little further helping Noctis to his feet.

“I…maybe…sorta…” Noctis scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Maybe sorta nothing!” Gladio walked over, “Little twerp embarrassed the hell outta me…”

“She likes you…every girl likes you!” Noctis rolled his eyes, “Anita even said yes!”

“Whoa…you’re into Anita?” Nyx smirked a little as Gladio scowled looking away from them both. He really liked that the prince’s guards did not take shit from him because he was royal. It reminded him of home.

“He does and I happened to say something about it to her, mentioning how neat it would be for them to go out on a date…” Noctis glanced at Gladio who was still fuming.

“You two would make a cute couple.” Nyx patted Gladio on the back, “Go easy on our prince…he’s young…”

Gladio rolled his eyes nodding a little, “If you’re looking for Y/N, she and Ignis stepped into the other arena for a tutorial on javelins.”

“Right, thanks…” Nyx looked to Noctis giving him a sympathetic look, “Good luck…”

“Thanks…” He murmured as Nyx walked back out.

He walked across the hall again opening the door cautiously. He never knew what to expect when entering a training area here. Back home training rooms didn’t have doors and as soon as you entered you were part of the session. Insomnia however, it depended on the individual. There were rules…and they always changed…

“Good, but…” He looked over seeing you lunge out with a Javelin and Ignis instructing you. He felt his jaw clench as Ignis moved up behind you placing his hand on your hips adjusting you, “square off your hips…move this leg back and let your whole body be the force behind it. Otherwise you’ll fatigue your shoulders…try again.”

You followed the recommendations and sure enough there was a lot more power behind the thrust. You smiled back at Ignis, “That felt much better.”

Ignis smiled at you, “Keep coming and soon you’ll out master us all.”

You let out a laugh, “I doubt it…I’m sure if my uncle hears about me attempting to train, he’ll put his foot down somehow.”

“I have it on good authority…” Nyx took the opportunity to step in. You smiled at him as he approached making his heart flutter, “That will not happen. As I am your guard, it is my job to protect you, and in order to do my job well you also need to know some self-defense.”

“That’s a practical statement.” Ignis smiled at him, “I don’t believe we ever been formally introduced, Ignis Scientia.”

“Nyx Ulric.” Nyx took his outstretched hand his grasping it firmly, “Thank you for taking over for me for a bit. I had a meeting to attend to.”

“Happy to help. Y/N, has always been an easy student.” Ignis nodded toward you, “Always listens and performs well.”

“Well…fighting isn’t a speech…” You shook your head as you leaned on the javelin, “…words never killed anyone…”

“No but they can sometimes cut deeper than any weapon.” Ignis told you. Nyx could feel himself rolling his eyes slightly. What was this guy…perfect? “And with that, I will hand you back to the very capable hands of Nyx.”

“Thank you, Ignis.” You told him as he bowed slightly before excusing himself. You turned your attention to Nyx as soon as Ignis left, “So what meeting did you have? Captain Drautos giving your more recruit drills again?”

“Ah, no…I don’t have another set of those for two weeks.” He smiled at you as he placed his hands behind his back.

“Alright…who did you speak to and why are you so happy?” You moved to put the javelin away on the rack.

He followed you slowly, “Oh…just the king…”

That got your attention quickly, “What?”

“I had to…he’s the only one who can approve taking a member of the royal family out of the city…” Nyx watch as confusion filled your eyes, “which he granted.”

“…I don’t understand…you’re taking me someplace?” You tilted your head eyes narrowing on him as he nodded, “And my uncle approved it? This isn’t some trip he’s devising?”

“No, it is not a trip from him, and yes he did. It’s in a few days…we’re going sailing.” He grinned when your eyes lit up excited, “We’re supposed to have great winds that day…everyone wanted you to come.”

“Everyone…like everyone from the Hearth?” You suddenly became a little nervous when he nodded, “I don’t know…I don’t know how to sail…won’t I get in the way?”

“Well…it’s the Galahd version of sailing…so there’s a lot less rigging to deal with. I have a feeling you’re going to be just fine.” He smirked a little as he opened the door for you.

“That sounds like a trap.” You stopped in front of him putting your hands on your hips, “You wouldn’t be trying to trick me, would you?”

“You? Never…” He smirked at you, eyes twinkling at the thought, “What happened to all that trust you had in me?”

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Galahdian Dreams - 9 ( Nyx Ulric/Reader)

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Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

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You looked out across the city accompanied by the hum of the Crystal behind you. You had no idea what time it was anymore aside from the orange skies from the setting sun. You just took in another deep breath trying to quell your anger and ignore the dull pain.

“Huh…so this is the thing…” You jumped before you turned around seeing Nyx walking into the entry way of the Crystal’s chamber.

“Nyx?” You felt yourself relax some as he leaned against the door frame looking into the Crystal’s chamber, “What are you doing here? You should be resting.”

He turned smiling despite the bruises, “I heard you were having a bad day…”

You rolled your eyes crossing your arms turning away slightly, “Pelna?”

He took in a deep breath shoving his hands into the back pockets of his pants, “Don’t be mad at him…he’s just doing his job.”

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Galahdian Dreams - 8 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)

Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

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You looked out across the city accompanied by the hum of the Crystal behind you. You had no idea what time it was anymore aside from the orange skies from the setting sun. You just took in another deep breath trying to quell your anger and ignore the dull pain.

“Huh…so this is the thing…” You jumped before you turned around seeing Nyx walking into the entry way of the Crystal’s chamber.

“Nyx?” You felt yourself relax some as he leaned against the door frame looking into the Crystal’s chamber, “What are you doing here? You should be resting.”

He turned smiling despite the bruises, “I heard you were having a bad day…”

You rolled your eyes crossing your arms turning away slightly, “Pelna?”

He took in a deep breath shoving his hands into the back pockets of his pants, “Don’t be mad at him…he’s just doing his job.”

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Galahdian Dreams - 8 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)

Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven

You looked out across the city accompanied by the hum of the Crystal behind you. You had no idea what time it was anymore aside from the orange skies from the setting sun. You just took in another deep breath trying to quell your anger and ignore the dull pain.

“Huh…so this is the thing…” You jumped before you turned around seeing Nyx walking into the entry way of the Crystal’s chamber.

“Nyx?” You felt yourself relax some as he leaned against the door frame looking into the Crystal’s chamber, “What are you doing here? You should be resting.”

He turned smiling despite the bruises, “I heard you were having a bad day…”

You rolled your eyes crossing your arms turning away slightly, “Pelna?”

He took in a deep breath shoving his hands into the back pockets of his pants, “Don’t be mad at him…he’s just doing his job.”

You lowered your head looking away from him as he stepped closer, “I’m not mad…not at him at least…”

“We are mad at someone though?” You watched his feet stop in front of you, “Y/N, why won’t you look at me?”

Two questions you didn’t want to answer. The one could potentially be considered traitorous. The other…you just feared Nyx’s reaction. You slowly took in a deep breath raising your face to look at him, “Nyx before…”

His eyes widened as he stepped closer gently taking your chin in his hand inspecting the darkening welt on your left cheek, “What happened?”

“I…” You stared up into his eyes wincing a little as he ran a finger over it gently, “I just…overstepped…”

Nyx frowned as his eyes clouded with anger, “Who did this?”

“Nyx…” You shook your head, “it’s not important anymore…”

“It’s important to me!” His voice raised protectively, “It’s my job to protect you…so…tell me what happened?”

You stared into his eyes feeling a wave of emotions come over before you shook your head, “You shouldn’t be here…you’re hurt…”

“There is no place else I’d rather be.” He whispered over you reaching up cupping your other cheek, “Please tell me what happened…”

“Nyx…I…” You stared at him as a tear fell down your face. He wiped it away as you leaned into his hand. You couldn’t understand how you always felt so comfortable with him. That was a lie…you had an idea, but without him telling you, you could never be sure and you would never require him to, “…word spreads fast here…and when Pelna showed up instead of you…it pretty much confirmed everything…”

You smiled watching Pelna take down another hanging basket for you, “Thank you…”

“No problem, ma’am, I’ll go on to the rest. You do your thing and I’ll come back and hang them up again.” He told you as he moved the stepping stool down the outer wall of the green house.

You set the basket down on a cart as you began picking through clearing out the dead parts, replanting bits that could grow again. You let out a soft sigh pulling out your phone seeing no reply from Nyx. He had mentioned a few lines before how he was tired…he probably fell asleep…

“My lady…” You perked up looking over seeing Clarus standing in front of you.

“Clarus…” You smiled at him letting your hands drop to your sides, “What brings you here? It’s been some time, but I’m sure I can make a bouquet for you to take home…”

“I’m not here for that, my lady…” He sighed looking at the ground and instantly you knew something was wrong. Clarus was never one to hide you from what was happening, being an emotive person, “The king requests your presence…”

You swallowed and started to pull off your gloves, “Did he say why?”

“I believe it has something to do with your night out.” He watched you freeze up. He stepped close to you keeping his voice low, “Word has spread that a Glaive attacked Insomnian citizens…”

“That isn’t what happened…” You shook your head looking into his eyes, “Those men attacked us…”

“I understand that…Regis understands that…” Clarus put his hands on your arms looking into your eyes with concern, “I assure you Nyx is not in trouble for protecting you.”

“Good…at least there’s that…” You nodded as he gave you a smile, “I just need to get Pelna…”

“He can stay here…in fact…he can go for the day. I’ll take over for the rest of it.” Clarus told you calmly.

“Alright…” You gave him strange look before you called for Pelna.

He jogged over all smiles. He had taken the news that you weren’t just a Citadel employee very well. In fact, he told you that you hadn’t fooled anyone, but they all understood why you had to be cautious. He told you with a laugh, next time don’t use your actual name. He followed up with how they all hoped you came back soon.

“You rang?” He looked between the two of you.

“Clarus is going to take over for you…it’s your lucky day, you get to go home early.” You finally set your gloves down on the cart.

“Ma’am?” He looked at Clarus with hesitation and concern, “With all due respect sir…It wouldn’t be proper to hand over my duty to you. There are specific protocols…”

“I understand that…but as I out rank…” Clarus began but Pelna shook his head.

“No sir, I’m afraid you don’t.” Clarus stared at this young man stunned that he would stand his ground, “It states clearly in section 32 article 27b that any member of the royal household can only have a change in the guard in emergency situations. This includes but is not limited to direct heirs and relatives to the reigning royal members. All other changes must be preapproved 12 hours prior to the switch out.”

“I doubt any of my men know the charter that well…” Clarus smiled looking at you, “Are all your guards so stubborn?”

You smiled at Pelna, “Only the ones that care the most.”

Pelna smiled a small blush tinting his cheeks before he moved to an at ease position, “I take pride in my job, and only want to do it correctly.”

“I need more men like you in the Crownesguard.” Clarus smiled turning toward the exit, “When you’re ready, ma’am.”

You gave Pelna a smile before following Clarus out. You thought you might have been heading toward the throne room, but Clarus turned down the hall leading to the royal wing. You felt nervous all of sudden…as if you were on the way to an execution…

Clarus led you straight to the king’s private study. It used to be a wonderful place to visit when you family was alive…warm and inviting. It was a place to have discussions and debates…now it was just cold and structured and meant for business…and that’s all you were now…business…

You stood in front of your uncle’s desk as he finished writing something. Without even a glance up he spoke, “You two may leave…”

You looked over to Clarus who took in a deep breath before turning around. You didn’t miss the concern look he gave you before he left. Your eyes moved to Pelna his mouth was open slightly torn between his duty and the king’s orders. You gave him a small reassuring smile with a nod, encouraging him to follow the order. His mouth shut as he bowed before moving toward the door.

As soon as the door shut your gaze went back to the man before as he began speaking, “Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

“No.” You looked down when his sharp gaze flicked up to you. You never knew why he always gazed upon you with such harshness, but he did. He always made you feel like you were doing something wrong, even when you know you didn’t, “I did nothing wrong…”

“You went out without protection…” He began slowly and deliberately, “Without letting the proper channels know…”

You tried to speak over him, “I was with-”

“Enough!” He slammed his hand against the desk before he stood walking around to stand in front of you, “I will not hear it…Your place is here where it is safe.”

“My place…” You looked at him feeling a spark inside your chest, “is with my people, as it has always been…You don’t belittle Noctis and his guards when they go out…you encourage him to!”

“Noctis is different. He wasn’t raised to be a king. He has an understanding of the city that you do not.” He defended his decision, “You have no idea what people are capable of…”

You made a fist as rage filled you, “I understand that our people have become fearful under your reign…and you are doing nothing to prevent the hatred…”

“You will watch your tongue.” He snapped at you taking a step forward towering over you, “You don’t understand what it takes to rule a kingdom that is at war…that at any given moment one wrong move can incite civil war from within. Malcolm didn’t even understand the basic concepts…he only filled your head with a dreamer’s nonsense.”

“I understand that you are subjecting people to poor living conditions that isn’t necessary…I understand that you’re purposely separating them from the rest of the citizens to ensure that they are easily singled out!” Your voice rose as passion filled you,” The very civil war you are trying to prevent is one of your own making. I understand that you are just as closed minded and just as fearful as the rest of Insomnia!”

The slap was loud and left your head spinning as you staggered backwards. As you looked up his hand was still hanging in the air as his face began to falter, “Y/N…I”

“Don’t…” You shook your head before turning to leave but was stopped by your uncle’s strong grip on your arm pulling you back, “Let go.”

“You will learn your place…you are no longer a princess who can demand things.” Regis glared down into your eyes his grip tightening as if to prove his point further, “ There are expectations that you will meet, and you will do them with no resistance. Do I make myself clear? No more gardening…no more adventures into the city…you will do as your told and the spoiled conditioning of my brother dies with him, do you understand?”

“You are not my father…and you will never be half as great a king as he was.” Your whisper sounded like a hiss as tears welled up in your eyes, “He would be ashamed of you…and I will no longer let you hold me back.”

He shook his head as you both sat in the inner chamber, the only light was the soft blue glow from the crystal, “What a bastard…”

“Everything I felt just came out all at once. Every ounce of frustration that has built since I woke up…” You frowned running a hand through your hair, “I had so much more to say, but I just got out of there while I could.”

Nyx took in a deep breath before nodding slowly as you looked at him. He had a stern look on his face, “…sometimes that’s the best thing you can do. Your fight or flight response kicks in and you just react.”

“So, I’m a runner…” You frowned putting your hand on the back of your neck looking away from him.

“Not necessarily…sounds like you were ready to fight…” He smiled a little inching toward you touching the back of your arm lightly to get you to look at him, “You stood up for yourself, sounds like it was something you’ve wanted to do for a while.”

You gave him a small smile staring at him taking stock of the damage he incurred the night before. His face wasn’t as swollen when you left him at Captain Drautos apartment, but he still looked rough as he sat there smiling at you, “How did you know to come here?”

He smirked before turning a little biting his thumb nervously, “I’d like to say I just knew and be super cool, but Pelna sent me a text. He said he didn’t know what happened, but you were really upset, and he didn’t know what to do except to follow you and give you some space. He was really worried…”

You shut your eyes putting a hand on your forehead frowning as you leaned forward leaning your elbow on your knee, “I am the worst at these things, I was sure I lost him…I really am hopeless …”

“It’s okay. It’s his job to follow you and report.” Nyx scooted over more putting his hand on your back doing soft circle motions. His touch felt comforting, something you didn’t really feel all that often. Not until this past month, “You’re allowed to take moments for yourself, you just have to actually let us know that you need a moment, you can’t just run off…”

“Then why aren’t you taking a moment to heal?” He looked away as you pressed him further, “Nyx…why are you really here? You could have just called me…”

“Because…” He trailed off letting air out through his mouth as he let his hand drop to the floor leaning back, “I don’t know…I didn’t like the thought of you being upset…I just wanted to be here to…to make you smile…”

You sat there watching him scratch the back of his head as your mind reeled with thoughts. He didn’t have to do so much of what he did to do his job well. But because he did, you didn’t want to lose him over something as stupid as a night out with friends, “…thank you…”

His eyes met yours twinkling in the glow of the sanctum as he smiled at you catching every meaning of the gratitude, “Of course…”

A calm peaceful silence fell over the both of you. You watched him move to face the Crystal, “I would never have expected to find you up here next to this thing.”

You smiled a little turning next to him watching him scan his eyes over the stone, “I used to come here a lot when I was younger…I thought maybe if I came here and talked to the Crystal, maybe the gods would give me back my abilities…”

“Give back? I though you just didn’t have them…” He looked at you tilting his head confused.

“No, I did for a few years…at about eight I started showing my abilities. Warping from place to place on occasion like an irritating little shit…” You smiled as he chuckled, “It was when I was twelve and started my training that they disappeared…they had barely developed. Then I got sick and they disappeared. Everyone thought that the illness was the cause, but once I was better…they just never came back.”

“So, everyone just assumed that the gods took them away?” He leaned back on his hands looking at you as you nodded, “But the gods gave the Lucian bloodline the abilities in the first place, why take them away from the one person who is ascending the throne?”

“I don’t know…” You shrugged looking toward the Crystal it’s blue glow casting onto your face, “That’s why I came here. I asked it…begged it…to give them back. I didn’t want to disappoint anyone. I would study here, practice everything in front of it…just so maybe through the veil they could see how hard I was trying.”

“That sounds like an immense amount of pressure for a child…” Nyx looked at you sadly.

You tilted your head slightly thinking about it, “I never really thought about it like that…it’s odd, but I found peace here. Realizing that even if I didn’t have my powers, I could still do good. It was my mother who taught me that…she said my powers didn’t define or diminish the power I still had.”

“Mom’s do that. Impart great wisdom to see us through everything.” He smiled looking back at the Crystal, “The last bit of wisdom my mom told me was, ‘we are more alike than we are different.’ Being here in this city…it’s never been more apparent.”

“Was she referring to the people of Insomnia?” He looked at you, giving a knowing smile as you sighed hanging your head, “I’m sorry…when you’re ready you will tell me…”

“She was referring to the people of Insomnia…” You heard him take in a deep breath, “More specifically she was referring to King Malcolm, who she had met just left a few months prior and was planning to meet again. Niflheim came a week later…”

Your head snapped up looking at him. There was such a weight that had settled on him, “I…I’m so sorry…Nyx…”

He looked at you, sadness sinking into his eyes. He forced a smile before he nodded, “Thank you…”

“So, you are…really…” You looked down to your hands as you spoke.

“Yeah…Ulric is a pretty common surname where I’m from…but…” He let out a heavy sigh wincing a little before putting a hand to his side feeling a pull, “you’re looking at what’s left of the royal family of Galahd. Hope I’m not too disappointing…”

“Why would I be disappointed? We all have our reasons why we do things…I imagine from that moment to know there are a lot of things you didn’t expect to have to do…” You smiled reaching out touching his shoulder “You lost everyone…I know how that is, and it’s not easy to get over, not sure you really can…and like you said…to be normal even for even a moment…is a treasure…”

“Yeah, that was certainly was good while it lasted.” He sighed when you let your hand drop trailing down his arm.

“It doesn’t have to change…I’m the only one who knows right?” You titled your head giving him a curious look.

“My people know…” He rolled his eyes before looking at you, “There’s always expectations with them…otherwise…no one, just you.”

You smiled at him as you turned to face him better, “Then nothing has to change…unless you want it too…”

“Shiva, no…” He shook his head quickly smirking, “It’s hard enough dealing with just Titus breathing down my neck…I can’t imagine having to sit with a bunch of stuffy…er…what I mean to say is I can’t imagine sitting in with the council…”

You smirked at him crossing your legs, “They are stuffy…the whole lot of them.”

“What are you doing?” He looked over you as you faced him fully.

“Hoping you’ll join me for a conversation…” You smiled at him hopefully, “I’m sure there’s a lot we can talk about, now that we have no secrets…”

He stared at you a moment before sitting up matching your cross-legged stance, “Fine…but I want a questioned answered first…”

“Ask your question.” You sat up eagerly.

“Do you still want to be queen?” He watched you carefully.

It wasn’t a question you had expected him to ask. Knowing who he was though…it made sense in a way. You took a deep breath in before you nodded, “Yes. Yes, I do.”

“Why?” He leaned forward eyes intent on your face.

“Because I don’t like how things are…and I know they can be better. My father…your mother…they were working towards it.” You sighed looking down to your hands, “You actually helped me realize that I miss being able to do more. I didn’t realize how bad everything had become until last night. Everything that happened…everything I saw…I wasn’t just blinded by your beautiful culture…”

You watched his eyes widened as you went on, “I saw how little space there was…the piles of trash behind each stall…the lack of electricity for the streets…to just name a few things. It’s not right. We’re becoming everything that we’re fighting Niflheim for. They hate us because of how the power is distributed, but when you look at the Empire, they subject their people to a dictatorship. You either fall in line or they cut the line off.”

“My father fought on the front lines with my Uncle Regis and the way the Empire just mindlessly threw people out for cannon fodder…” You shook your head, “The stories haunted me when I was little and now their research seems to be getting darker involving the Magitek Troopers…at least the last report I got over a year ago it was unsettling…I would gladly become queen if it meant making sure the Kingdom of Lucis would prosper. For everyone…”

“Well…” He smiled a little sitting up some, “You certainly sound fit to be queen.”

You blushed looking away from him, “Why did you want to know that?”

“It says a lot about a person who loses such a responsibility, but still wishes to carry it.” He looked down to his hands falling quiet before he cleared his throat, “Any ways…what question are you dying to ask me?”

He smiled at you, but you could see the shame in his eyes. He hid it well, if you didn’t know it so well yourself you might have missed it. The shame of being alive…

You didn’t say anything as you moved to your knees leaning forward giving him a hug. You felt him tense in your arms, “Y/N…”

“It’s okay to feel like you should have been there with them…” You whispered softly into his ear, “I regret begging my father to let me have a night away…it’s okay to regret…It helps us learn, even though our cost was very high…”

You sat there holding him for a long time before his one arm snaked up your back. A sob slowly escaped him as he began shaking in your arms. You teared up hearing such a painful cry from him as he clinged to you further letting down his walls.

“It’s okay…” You whispered as you began running a hand through his hair slowly in soothing way, trying to replicate how you mother used to do it when you didn’t feel well, “We’re gonna be okay…”

23 days ago

Galahdian Dreams - 8 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)

You fell through a rift into the fade fighting the demons you swore to protect your world from. When you popped out you were no longer in the lands of Ferelden instead trapped in Insomnia. The gracious king allowed you to say recognizing power when he saw it. One thing led to another and now you were part of the procession of the prince to his wedding years later. Before the final battle, after years of fighting, losses, and love…your friend…your king…Noctis has asked you to change it all…

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11  Part 12  Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19

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You strode with purpose into the barracks. Many soldiers moved aside eyes widening as if they knew what was about to happen. You opened the door to the office, “Cor!”

The gentleman sat at his desk looking up slowly before he sighed, “I know what you’re going to say…”

“How could you!?” You growled at him slamming your hand down on his desk, “Dammit! We talked about this!”

“Yes, we did, and I told you…” He stared into your eyes, “should the reigning Lucian king be unable to produce an heir…there are two options…one he calls upon the family Scientia…or another of Lucian blood ascends to the throne. Ignis is…both…”

“You didn’t give him time to process! You didn’t even give him a choice…” You stood up crossing your arms, “Did you even think how this would affect him?”

Cor stared at you as silence fell over you both before he finally looked away, “Ignis is smart calculating young man, I didn’t think…”

“Yes, exactly…you didn’t think and now my husband is reeling at home trying to figure out every detail of his life and how it was all a lie.” You glared at him long and hard before letting your arm drop, “You don’t know Ignis like I do.”

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23 days ago

Oaths and Hearts - 20 (Ignis Scientia/Reader)

24 days ago

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. The last chapter of Oaths and Hearts got me Fucked. Up. I am so excited to see where this goes. As...

You fell through a rift into the fade fighting the demons you swore to protect your world from. When you popped out you were no longer in the lands of Ferelden instead trapped in Insomnia. The gracious king allowed you to say recognizing power when he saw it. One thing led to another and now you were part of the procession of the prince to his wedding years later. Before the final battle, after years of fighting, losses, and love…your friend…your king…Noctis has asked you to change it all…

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11  Part 12  Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19

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You strode with purpose into the barracks. Many soldiers moved aside eyes widening as if they knew what was about to happen. You opened the door to the office, “Cor!”

The gentleman sat at his desk looking up slowly before he sighed, “I know what you’re going to say…”

“How could you!?” You growled at him slamming your hand down on his desk, “Dammit! We talked about this!”

“Yes, we did, and I told you…” He stared into your eyes, “should the reigning Lucian king be unable to produce an heir…there are two options…one he calls upon the family Scientia…or another of Lucian blood ascends to the throne. Ignis is…both…”

“You didn’t give him time to process! You didn’t even give him a choice…” You stood up crossing your arms, “Did you even think how this would affect him?”

Cor stared at you as silence fell over you both before he finally looked away, “Ignis is smart calculating young man, I didn’t think…”

“Yes, exactly…you didn’t think and now my husband is reeling at home trying to figure out every detail of his life and how it was all a lie.” You glared at him long and hard before letting your arm drop, “You don’t know Ignis like I do.”

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24 days ago

Oaths and Hearts - 20 (Ignis Scientia/Reader)

Living with chronic pain be like

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i always say this, if you have chronic pain, memorize this chart and the descriptions!

make your “activities” be not what you’ve been doing since pain began, but rather the things you would have done before you were in pain or things u wish u could have done- sports, going out, doing chores, getting dressed without help, etc

feel like you couldn’t play a game of ultimate frisbee even though you could clean your house? you’re at a 4! can’t clean your entire house after working and showering and eating? you’re at a 5! etc-

you have to be honest with your doctor or they can’t help you- jokes are fine and all but if you downplay your pain you won’t get help bc your doc won’t know it’s bad enough to need help

This is super helpful for anyone who needs it! Im well aware of how much pain I am technically in - my pain scale is a little skewed so the chart doesn't really work for me!

Thanks for the extra info :)

Was anyone going to tell me that I live at a level 5 or was I supposed to find that out from this post myself

Same. Im lucky if I can manage a day or two in a row where im under level 4. And I've tried to tell my doctor(s) about it, but they either don't want to take the risk of prescribing stronger pain meds or they think im just an addict looking for my next fix.

Being a chronic pain patient is....tricky, to say the least. Which is why the meme is really funny for me.

Anyway I hope that anyone with chronic pain has a day where you have less pain than usual and you get to do something you'd like to do but usually can't due to your pain.

Much love 💖

I am an 8 today…6 on a normal basis. Fibromyalgia … you cruel bitch…

25 days ago

Living with chronic pain be like

You fell through a rift into the fade fighting the demons you swore to protect your world from. When you popped out you were no longer in the lands of Ferelden instead trapped in Insomnia. The gracious king allowed you to say recognizing power when he saw it. One thing led to another and now you were part of the procession of the prince to his wedding years later. Before the final battle, after years of fighting, losses, and love…your friend…your king…Noctis has asked you to change it all…

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11  Part 12  Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19

You strode with purpose into the barracks. Many soldiers moved aside eyes widening as if they knew what was about to happen. You opened the door to the office, “Cor!”

The gentleman sat at his desk looking up slowly before he sighed, “I know what you’re going to say…”

“How could you!?” You growled at him slamming your hand down on his desk, “Dammit! We talked about this!”

“Yes, we did, and I told you…” He stared into your eyes, “should the reigning Lucian king be unable to produce an heir…there are two options…one he calls upon the family Scientia…or another of Lucian blood ascends to the throne. Ignis is…both…”

“You didn’t give him time to process! You didn’t even give him a choice…” You stood up crossing your arms, “Did you even think how this would affect him?”

Cor stared at you as silence fell over you both before he finally looked away, “Ignis is smart calculating young man, I didn’t think…”

“Yes, exactly…you didn’t think and now my husband is reeling at home trying to figure out every detail of his life and how it was all a lie.” You glared at him long and hard before letting your arm drop, “You don’t know Ignis like I do.”

“I have known Ignis since he was a boy.” Cor looked at you his voice raising, “I conducted his training into the Crownsguard personally.”

“Then you should remember that he strives only for excellence!” You raised your voice over his getting him to fall silent, “That any deviation in a plan sends him spiraling!”

Cor stood up leaning toward you, “He can handle it.”

“Yes, he can! But you should have used more tact!” You pointed in his face.

“Tact…is that what this is about?” He moved around the desk standing in front of you throwing his arms out, “You think you could have done any better.”

“Yes!” You felt your hands ball up into fists.

“Enough!” You both took a step back looking to the door seeing Gladio standing there staring at the both of them, “Shiva…just calm the fuck down…”

You felt your face getting hot as you crossed your arms, “I’m not wrong…he’s furious at everyone except Ulric.”

“There is no right or wrong… the whole situation is messed up.” Gladio frowned shaking his head, “But there are facts…Ignis is the oldest son of Regis, and Luna is barren.”

You frowned looking down. You felt ashamed that you had forgotten that. What pain Noct and Luna must be going through with this revelation…you’d never wish it upon anyone.

Gladio went on slowly as he leaned against the door frame, “More now than ever we need to be united. Noct is already laying out a plan. His desire is to see Insomnia flourishing…and we know that is Ignis’ wish too. Once he is ready and only when he is…he’ll need to talk to Noct and together they can make whatever decision is best for our country.”

Cor let out a long sigh before nodding, “You are the king’s shield…you understand both of them…I will differ to your judgement.”

“Y/N isn’t wrong though…” Gladio pushed off the door, “This could have been handled in a much more delicate way. This can’t happen again…that’s why I came by. Noctis wants to see you to discuss changes…”

Cor nodded reaching back over the desk grabbing a file and notebook, “I suspected he would…”

Gladio stepped aside letting Cor leave. He glanced at you before giving you a small grin, “Walk with me?”

You sighed as you felt a smile creeping to you lips before looping your arm with his, “How could I refuse?”

“I know it’s hard to resist this fine specimen of a face…” You laughed as he led you out of the training hall, taking you down one of the many halls of the citadel, “How’s Ulric’s cough? Did you try the honey?”

“I was about to but Ignis read somewhere that it wasn’t a good idea. Something about spores…I can’t remember what he said might happen…” You smirked a little, “You’ll laugh at what I did do though…”

“What?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Bourbon on the finger…” You smiled as Gladio erupted with laughter, “You should have seen Ignis’ face when I told him…”

“Oh, bet he blew a gasket or two.” He chuckled wiping a tear away, “I assume it was along the lines of that’s not safe…He’s a child and we shouldn’t be allowing this so early on!”

“I don’t know why he was so angry…I’m perfectly fine and my father told me my mother nursed me with whiskey.” You shrugged a little, “You all and your crazy ‘modern’ medicine.”

“Not all of us grew up with magic and potions that relieve ailments…and only those with access to the king’s power can use the potions we have here.” Gladio rattled off, “And I like penicillin…”

“I have read it’s uses.” You glanced at him, “But this isn’t the conversation you want to have, is it?”

“No…” He frowned a little shaking his head, “I need you to talk to Ignis…try to get him to come around faster…”

“Come around?” You stopped looking up to Gladio, “What if he doesn’t want to come around…none of you have thought of that, have you?”

“Y/N…” Gladio’s shoulders slumped when you took your arm back, “I don’t know…if he has a choice…”

Your eyes widened as you took a deep breath in trying to remain calm, “Gladio…I know a thing or two about being forced into a position you never wanted. I have no doubt that Ignis would do it, and do it well, but…doing it because you want to and forced to are two very different mentalities…”

Ignis bounced back and forth softly humming as he walked toward Ulric’s room. His son was the only person in this whole world who only expected him to be one thing. His father. It gave Ignis great comfort dedicating himself to the task.

“There we go…” He lowered his son down into the crib. What a wonder he was…perfect in every way.

Ignis smiled leaning against the crib lowering his hand down letting Ulric take his finger in his small hand as he drifted asleep. Astrals, he could just stare at him for hours and marvel how he was a part of this creation.

He watched Ulric’s chest rise up and down for what seems like eternity until he began to feel a crick in his neck. He placed his hand on his son’s chest as he whispered, “I love you little one…”

He rubbed his neck as he walked out down the hall. He stopped as he entered the living room looking around at all the toys, blankets, and other things. This would have driven him crazy a year ago, now it was a piece of heaven.

He leaned over picking things up tossing them into the fabric toy bin Monica had made for them. He set it near the play pin when his ears picked something up. Someone was outside in the apartment’s hallway causing a ruckus. The noise they made sounded as if they were in pain.

As he moved to the door, he stopped looking down the hallway toward Ulric’s door. His stomach rolled at the very thought of anything happening to his son. That’s when he heard the voice more clearly and it made his heart ache with unbearable agony…

“D…Dad…” The voice elongated each syllable.  

He walked to the door stopping at his hand hovered over the handle. He heard the call again…this time he summoned forth one his daggers as he opened the door slowly. He peaked out seeing no one the way. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door quickly stepping out dagger up.

What he found in the hallway was more startling then he anticipated. A young man lay on the ground several feet from his door. He was wearing a Glaive uniform and bleeding profusely, “Dear gods above…”

He walked over to him quickly moving his hand way from the wound on his side. The man groaned when Ignis put pressure on the wound, “D…Dad…”

“I’ll find your father…we just need to get you stabilized-” Ignis stopped when he looked up to his face. Viridian eyes met viridian eyes as a large lump formed in Ignis’ throat, “…no…”

“Dad…I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…” Ulric gritted his teeth shutting his eyes, “I…I had too…”

“Just…” Ignis shook his head as the reality began sinking in fast. This young man…was his son. There was no reason why he should know this fact, but he did, “Can you stand?”

Ulric nodded and Ignis slipped his arm around his back to help. As he started to stand, he let out a cry collapsing back to the ground, “Ah! No…no I can’t…I can’t…dad…”

Ignis put pressure back on his side avoiding eye contact with him, afraid if he would stare into them and lose his level head, “I need to get help…”

“Dad…” His voice was soft almost begging, “I need…you to listen to me…”

“You need to put pressure…”

“Dad!” Ignis looked at him seeing his face was mixed with sweat, blood, and tears. Ulric let his head fall back against the wall with a soft thud, “It’s too late…I didn’t…I didn’t come here to be saved.”

“Stop…” Ignis shook his head before he began to help him again, but Ulric’s hands fell onto his making him stop.

His son who took his hands shaking his head, “Dad…you have to listen. I couldn’t stop him…I tried…so…hard…but he was too strong…”

Realizing that there was nothing he could, but keep Ulric comfortable, Ignis reached up taking his son’s face in his hands pressing his forehead against his, “Tell me what to do…tell me how to help you…”

He wiped his son’s tears away, “You need to live…”

Ignis felt his chest tighten from his words. Like his mother he traversed time itself for his family. You came back to save Noct and in doing so…you prevented a grievous injury from happening to himself. You altered everything that was supposed to happen…changing the course of destiny…leading it to this moment.

“Don’t go back…whatever you do…” Ulric grabbed onto his father’s arms looking into his eyes with so much sorrow. His grip tightened as he shook with pain, “When he comes…don’t…”

“Who…Who is coming?” Ignis wiped the sweat from his face, “Ulric…help me fix this. Who is coming? When…”

“Adagium…” He grimaced pushing his head back, “He came…like a raging force…He came for mom, but you…you wouldn’t let him come near.”

Ignis watched as Ulric’s eyes shut, “I still hear you clearly telling us to run…You handed Ellie to Uncle Gladio, ordering him to go with us, saying you were right behind…but you weren’t…”

Ignis looked around shouting for someone to help him as Ulric coughed up blood, “Hold on…just hold on Ulric…”

“I read everything you wrote, and it wasn’t enough…” Ulric reached up for Ignis’ face. It was then he saw the Ring of Luci on his son’s finger, “I couldn’t save you…”

“It is not the son who should save his father.” Ignis put a hand over his squeezing, “A father will protect his family at all cost…you haven’t failed anyone…Ulric…I am so proud of you. I fear you did not hear that enough to go through such drastic measures…”

Giant tears fell down his face as he hung his head. It was at that moment he saw you in their son. Like you he carried the weight of the world until it would break you. Putting his hand on top of Ulric’s head he kissed him feeling himself breaking down, “I love you little one…”

He received no response as Ulric slumped forward into his chest. Ignis froze only for a moment feeling a tear trickle down his face before he held him close. A sob wracked his body as he stayed there in the hall cradling his son lifeless body.

Sometime later, he heard small cry in the distance. His head snapped toward the apartment. He looked down gently lowering Ulric to the floor. His heart was torn from his chest as he had to physically push himself away. He staggered back inside hearing his son’s cries for comfort.

Catching himself in the hall mirror, he stopped, blood was all over his clothing, his hands, his face…He struggled with the buttons as he stepped into the bathroom across from Ulric’s room. He dropped the shirt to the floor before washing his hands, “I…I’m coming…”

Once satisfied he quickly rushed to the crib scooping up his son. Fresh tears pooled down both their faces as he began to speak, “I’m right here little one…I’m right here…shh…. we’re okay…your daddy’s right here…”

Once he calmed Ulric down he put his back in the crib. He stepped out into the hallway pulling his phone from his pocket calling the one person that came to mind to help him, “I need you to come to the apartment now…”

Ten minutes later he was sitting in the outside hall next to his son. He had covered him in a sheet just in case anyone came out. It was fortunate that the neighbors were gone majority of the day. He looked toward the elevator when it pinged and out stepped Tor.

The shocked look on his face was to be expected, but his question confirmed what you had told him, “Where’s Ulric?”

Ignis smiled a sad smile, “He’s safe…he’s sleeping inside, and… he’s here…”

He reached forward pulling back the sheet to show the young man’s face. He felt himself choke up immediately at the sight of his pale skin. He could see Tor in his peripheral stepping toward him and kneeling down, “How?”

“That is…a question for another time…” Ignis cleared his throat, “I need…I need him to be taken care of before Y/N…she can’t see this.”

He looked at Tor when he put a hand on his shoulder. The Glaive nodded, “You know I will do whatever it takes to keep Ulric safe…If there is a way to stop this. I will do it…”

Ignis stared at him for a long time before he nodded, “You have my thanks…”

Tor nodded before pulling out his phone bringing it to his ear, “Go inside, stay with Ulric…I will handle this from here.”

Ignis took a deep breath before he nodded. He leaned forward kissing Ulric’s forehead before he stood up, “Please…if it’s possible…do it respectfully…”

“Yeah, I’m here…hold on…” Tor pulled the phone away looking at Ignis, “You have my word, sir.”

Ignis nodded walking inside shutting the door behind him. He took in a deep breath leaning against the door putting a hand to his face as it contorted. He slid down to the floor as his tears began to fall.

He took the moment. He held onto it letting everything out until he felt he could control himself. Then…he wiped away his tears, standing up and reaching inside his pants pocket. He pulled out the Ring of Luci letting it rest in his palm.

“Alright…you’ve made your point…” He spoke to the air, “I accept my fate…just help me save me family…”

The ring slide over his middle finger fitting like a glove. His eyes widened as warmth spread up his arm. The immense power he felt coursing through his veins. As it began to become overwhelming he shut his eyes trying to focus.

“Hello Ignis…” His eyes opened at the sound of the deep voice. He was someplace different, a place between worlds. He turned slowly seeing the man connected to the voice.

Regis looked at him proudly, “I’m sure you have questions…”

25 days ago

Oaths and Hearts - 20 (Ignis Scientia/Reader)

Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six

**WARNING** please be aware there are depictions of violence that may be triggering. Please remember to spread tolerance in the world and not hate. 

Be the first step to a better future.

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Nyx groaned as he rolled over his bed reaching for his phone that had just went off. Everything was hazy from the night before, but as he read the text from you it slowly started come back into focus.

Y/N – Captain Drautos got me back…please rest well… (1am)

Y/N – Don’t think because you have the day off gets you off the hook. (9am)

Y/N – Please take care of youself…(Now)

You misspelled a word he smiled a little. That wasn’t like you at all, you must’ve been very worried for him. He set his phone down as he threw his feet off his bed, the cold floor brought him back to the night before.

The both of you had only stayed for an hour more. Everyone begged you to come back. Even Crowe pulled you to the side and spoke to you for a while, which worried him…

“So…” He walked backwards as they headed back to the Citadel, “what’cha think?”

You smiled at him shoving your hands into his jacket to keep warm, “You have very nice friends.”

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25 days ago

Galahdian Dreams - 7 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)

Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six

**WARNING** please be aware there are depictions of violence that may be triggering. Please remember to spread tolerance in the world and not hate. 

Be the first step to a better future.

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Nyx groaned as he rolled over his bed reaching for his phone that had just went off. Everything was hazy from the night before, but as he read the text from you it slowly started come back into focus.

Y/N – Captain Drautos got me back…please rest well… (1am)

Y/N – Don’t think because you have the day off gets you off the hook. (9am)

Y/N – Please take care of youself…(Now)

You misspelled a word he smiled a little. That wasn’t like you at all, you must’ve been very worried for him. He set his phone down as he threw his feet off his bed, the cold floor brought him back to the night before.

The both of you had only stayed for an hour more. Everyone begged you to come back. Even Crowe pulled you to the side and spoke to you for a while, which worried him…

“So…” He walked backwards as they headed back to the Citadel, “what’cha think?”

You smiled at him shoving your hands into his jacket to keep warm, “You have very nice friends.”

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26 days ago

Galahdian Dreams - 7 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)

Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.

Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six

**WARNING** please be aware there are depictions of violence that may be triggering. Please remember to spread tolerance in the world and not hate. 

Be the first step to a better future.

Nyx groaned as he rolled over his bed reaching for his phone that had just went off. Everything was hazy from the night before, but as he read the text from you it slowly started come back into focus.

Y/N – Captain Drautos got me back…please rest well… (1am)

Y/N – Don’t think because you have the day off gets you off the hook. (9am)

Y/N – Please take care of youself…(Now)

You misspelled a word he smiled a little. That wasn’t like you at all, you must’ve been very worried for him. He set his phone down as he threw his feet off his bed, the cold floor brought him back to the night before.

The both of you had only stayed for an hour more. Everyone begged you to come back. Even Crowe pulled you to the side and spoke to you for a while, which worried him…

“So…” He walked backwards as they headed back to the Citadel, “what’cha think?”

You smiled at him shoving your hands into his jacket to keep warm, “You have very nice friends.”

“And…” He smirked leaning forward looking at your face when you looked away.

“It was nice to not have the weight of expectations on my shoulders.” You looked back at him eyes bright with happiness, “It was nice to just talk about what I like to do without someone telling me to focus on something else. I hope I can go back.”

“You’re always welcome.” He stopped in front of you smiling, “Just let me know when you want to go…”

“Are all the wards like that one? With a market at the front?” You asked as he started walking next to you again.

“Other wards? This is the only one…” You stopped looking at him face dropping, “What is it?”

“That can’t be right…you can’t all live in that small area?” You shook your head when he confirmed that they did. It hadn’t even been ten minutes and already you were falling back into your royal role, “That wasn’t part of the plan…”

“Plan?” He titled his head looking at you confused.

“After the initial attack on Galahd my father drew up a plan for aid and refugees…” You put you hand to your face as worry and anger flashed in your eyes, “I helped him with it…there were specific things in place to allow for more people…to keep everyone safe.”

“Okay…well…” He stepped closer to you as he put his hand on your arm to try and comfort you, “we can worry about everything tomorrow…”

As you began to nod someone began to approach them shouting, “Hey! Get your hands off her!”

Nyx turned to look and was met with a haymaker. A bright light flashed behind his eyes as fell to the ground landing hard on his arm. He heard you cry out alarmed as he tried to get up receiving a swift kick into the stomach forcing what air he had out, “Stop! Stop it!”

Nyx groaned and grunted as a group of men gathered around him beating him. You kept screaming at them to stop as he managed to cover his head, “Stop!”

“Keep her quiet! She’s no better than them if she’s hanging around with them…” Nyx felt his fist ball up hearing that. You let out a muffled scream…it sounded like you were struggling.

By order of the king, Glaives were not to use their abilities on citizens of Insomnia. In this case, he needed to protect his charge…a grey area leaning favorably in his direction…he hoped.

He reached out drawing the electricity from the lamps around him as a source. He waited until he gathered enough before he grabbed one of his assailant’s legs sending them flying away with the electric force.

The surprise attack paused the abuse he was receiving enough for him to roll out of the way to his knees. He stood up looking at the other two who had been attacking him and the third holding you back. When he finally spoke, his voice was deep like a low growl, “Let her go.”

“Shit…shit he’s a Glaive…” The one was wise enough to see that at least. The mention of that gave the other two hesitant looks.

“Get your friend…” Nyx continued his low tone as he balled up his fist letting electricity crackle around it again, “and get out of here…”

The two moved around him slowly to collect their buddy. The other one held onto you for a moment longer before he shoved you toward him taking off. Nyx caught you watching them run down the street. Once he was sure they were away his body shook before his knees gave out.

“Nyx!” You tried so hard to hold him up, but he was too heavy. You crumpled under him, half guiding him down, cradling his head so he didn’t hit the ground, “Nyx…no no no…open your eyes…Nyx!”

He cracked them slightly grimacing a little, “Ar-are you okay?”

“Me…no…don’t worry about me…” You shook your head putting your hand against the side of his face. He must’ve looked bad because your face was red with tears, “Oh Six…What do I do?”

He groaned reaching into his pants with difficulty pulling out his phone unlocking it, “Call…Titus…”

“Titus…who…” Was the last thing he heard from you before he passed out.

He washed his hands in the sink after using the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. His nose was swollen and broken, lip cut, large gash on the side of his head ending somewhere in his hair…and bruises…he couldn’t blame you for being terrified. Head wounds bleed like a bitch.

He stood up straight clenching his jaw as the bandage around his ribs began giving him resistance. Astrals this was gonna be a rough couple of days…

He limped back to bed laying down, gently letting his head plop down into his pillow. He shut his eyes just about finding rest when his phone buzzed. He let out a frustrated sigh reaching for it. He shook his head as he answered, “Titus…”

“Ah…he lives.” Titus didn’t sound completely furious yet, “How are you feeling?”

“Like I was jumped and had the shit kicked out of me…” Nyx smirked a little shutting his eyes, “Oh wait…”

“Yeah you’re laughing now…it could’ve been a lot worse.” He could hear him rustling through papers, “Seriously, how are you doing?”

“Sore…super headache…” Nyx listed off as he rolled to his side groaning, “hurts to breath…”

“All normal things to feel. Crowe is afraid you might have a concussion; I think you’re fine. Regardless, everyone is going to be calling you today.” Titus told him and before he could protest, “And if you don’t answer Libertus is going to come over and sit with you.”

Nyx let out a frustrated growl opening his eyes, “Fine…”

“You know why…” Titus started as Nyx interrupted.

“Yeah…yeah…I know.” He rolled back to his back staring at the ceiling, “…is Y/N alright?”

“Physically…yes…not a scratch on her.” Titus told him as more shuffling occurred.

“And mentally?” Nyx felt his chest tighten thinking back to when he first met you.

“Scared…upset…” Titus sighed clearly stopping whatever work he was working, “I got her back here with no one noticing…though I’m not as stealthy as you.”

“I’m sure you did great.” Nyx frowned letting silence fill the line for a moment, “Who’s with her?”

“Pelna…I figured his sunny attitude might help put her at ease.” He told him with a sigh, “If that isn’t…”

“It’s fine.” Nyx shook his head, “I’m not worried about anything…I’ll be back tomorrow.”

“No, that’s not what…” Titus began again as Nyx interrupted once more, “Dammit Nyx! For once in your life just listen to me!”

Nyx fell silent waiting for him to go on, “You have to take care of yourself. You are more important then you think. Last night…last night could have been the end of us…so please…I will take care of everything here. You just heal.”

Nyx shut his eyes nodding before he spoke quietly, “Alright…I understand.”

“…thank you.” Titus sighed, “I know that it’s hard for you to just sit by.”

“Yeah…” Nyx frowned a little as he opened his eyes again, “I think Y/N’s figured me out…”

“What do you mean?” The sound of a stapler rang out on the other side.

“I think she knows who I am…” There was a definite pause on the other side, “I didn’t tell her…”

“Are you going to?” Titus waited for an answer but received none, “Nyx?”

“I think I have too…” Nyx sighed frowning putting his free hand to his face, “So much for anonymity…”

“Will you leave your position?” Titus asked sounding eager.

“Not if I don’t have to.” Hearing a heavy sigh made him smile, “You didn’t think it’d be that easy, did you?”

“You realize that opens a very big can of worms…” Titus told him as another stapler sounded.

“Doesn’t have to…what are you doing?” He winced as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Dossiers… it’s a new policy the higher ups want. We need to have information on everyone who’s a Glaive.” Titus told him begrudgingly.

“Is something happening?” Nyx sat up letting out a curse putting a hand to his chest.

“You alright?” Nyx couldn’t help but smile hearing the Captain’s concern.

“Yep…just me being me. Can’t sit still.” He told him picking fuzz of his sheets.

“Just don’t be stupid…please…my heart can’t take the stress.” Nyx laughed before he groaned. Titus chuckled sounding pleased in his pain, “As for if something going on…do you really think they’d tell me?”

Nyx sighed draping his arm over his knee, “I can do some digging…”

“Nyx…” It was the same exhausted tone he used to give him back home.

“I can do it right from here…won’t even leave the house.” Nyx told him with a smile, “I just happen to know a Crownsguard who has a parent that protects the king…”

“I wouldn’t be able to stop you even if I was there babysitting you myself…” Titus sighed. Nyx could practically see him rubbing his face in frustration, “Just please…”

“I will. I won’t leave…I’ll just sit in my chair or lay in bed.” Nyx reassured him, “I’ll even answer the phone when everyone calls.”

“Appreciate that…take it easy.” Titus told him hanging up.

Nyx sighed looking around his apartment. He needed to clean this place…luckily he had the perfect excuse not to do that today. He chuckled to himself falling back gently. He looked at his phone in his hand pulling up your messages.

He stared at them for a long time before he worked up the courage to text you back.

Nyx – Glad you got back in one piece…really sorry I wasn’t on my game.

… … …

His eyes widened when he saw the little dots almost immediately alerting him that you were responding.

Y/N – It wasn’t your fault. I’m sorry that my people are so full of hate.

Y/N – How are you feeling?

He smiled involuntarily at the question before his fingers went to work.

Nyx – I have had better days, but I’ve definitely had worse…

… … …

Why did his heart skip simply by seeing dots? Yeah…sure he thought you were attractive, but he didn’t know what you liked to do besides gardening. You were book smart, eloquent with your words, and you used to be linked with your people…something since falling away from the light you lost.

But was a month of hanging around one another enough time to really know anyone? Was taking you out to meet his friends more then just trying to get you to trust him?

Y/N – Captain Drautos was sure your ribs were broken…if you need anything, please ask.

Nyx – Nothing I can’t handle. I’ll be back in a couple of days.

Y/N – Take more time if you need it. Pelna is doing a great job in your absence.

Nyx – I bet he’s not as quiet as I am though. Studying in the library must be hard…

Y/N – You’re not wrong, he likes to chat, but it’s okay. I don’t feel like studying today.

He chuckled and continued carrying on a conversation with you for a while before his eyes began to get heavy, lowering with each blink until they finally shut.

When his eyes opened again, he was laying under a large palm tree in hammock. The breeze smelled sweet as it blew across him. He smiled feeling content under the Galahdian sky.

“Nyx!” He looked over seeing Lena running toward him big smile on his face already dressed for their special guests, “They’re here!”

He groaned waving his hand at her before rolling over, “Psh…”

“You don’t want to meet your future?” She leaned on the hammock looking at him, “I heard she’s really pretty…”

“She’s probably pale and pasty…” Nyx covered his head with his arm as she leaned closer to him.

Lena scowled poking him in the ribs making him jump, “Mom worked really hard on this…and you agreed to it! So, don’t disappoint her!”

He peeked his eye open looking through past his arm at her letting out a big sigh, “I can’t get out of this one, can I?”

“’Fraid not, kinda a requirement to meet your betrothed before the wedding.” Lena crossed her arms cocking her hip to one side. She was going to make someone very happy in the future, and also be very frustrating to handle.

He rolled his eyes hopping out of the hammock smirking at her, “When did you get so smart?”

“It’s a natural talent I have. It must’ve skipped you!” She let out a laugh as he started attacking her sides with tickles, “Nyx stop! Stop it!”

He laughed a little letting her run off as he reached for his achkan jacket. He knew his responsibility he just wanted to avoid it as long as he could. He never felt like he’d be able to do his father justice. Though his mother told him to rule with his own heart, and not his father’s…it was hard not to want to live up to a man who instilled strength in his nation.

He closed each button walking slowly toward the entrance of their home. He’d heard about the Lucian capitol and he wondered if it’s princess would be underwhelmed by them just living in a large estate instead of castle reaching for the sky. He also wondered if you’d even wanted to do this or if King Malcolm was forcing you into it for the resources…

“Nyx…late as always.” He smiled leaning down kissing his mother’s cheeks before she looked him over, “At least you’re dressed for the occasion…”

“I know how important this is to you mom.” He took his place next to her as Lena took her spot on the other side, “I know how important this is for our country.”

Selena looked at him letting out a sigh, “Good…I know this arrangement may not be ideal…but I do hope one day you both find a way to love one another.”

He looked at her and smiled, “I’m sure it will all work out.”

She smiled at him giving his arm a supportive squeeze before she stepped out. Lena looked at him and he gave her a wink before following them both out to meet their arriving guests. He stood on the steps behind his mother and sister as sleek black car pulled up.

Two men stepped out looking around the area before they both went to the back doors opening them. The first to step out was King Malcolm. He smiled greeting his mother with a low bow. He turned waving his arm out to an older woman introducing her as his wife.

His eyes shifted to the third person stepping out on the other side of the car. No doubt the woman he was supposed to spend the rest of his life with. Sunlight bounced off your hair as you looked out over the forest.

When you turned, he felt a million butterflies flutter in his stomach. You had kind eyes and a beautiful smile. You moved with grace around the car as you told the young man with dark hair following you around to back off, “Gladio it’s fine. We wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t…”

“Well just lemme know…” He crossed his arms looking up towards Nyx with a glare as he whispered toward you, “Can’t be too careful!”

You shushed him making Nyx chuckle. It reminded him of himself and how he interacted with his own guards. Luckily when he was at home he wasn’t required to tote them around. One thing was for sure you were at least playful.

“And this is my daughter, Y/N.” Your father introduced you to his mother.

You smiled at her bowing low like your father, “It’s so wonderful to finally meet you. My father has said nothing but wonderful things about Galahd and its people.”

“Oh my…she is bright, isn’t she?” Selena smiled glancing toward Nyx, “Perhaps this is a blessing and you can teach my son some etiquette of the court?”

Nyx rolled his eyes a little stepping down as his mother introduced him and his sister, “This is my younger daughter, Selena.”

“You can call me Lena, little less confusing.” She curtsied excitedly with curious eyes.

“And this my son and heir to my position, Nyx.” Selena waved toward him.

He stepped next to his mother bowing to your parents, then bowing to you offering his hand out, “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. Your father did not do you justice.”

When you took his hand, he kissed the top of it making you blush, “The pleasure is mine.”

“Wonderful.” Selena smiled at them all throwing her hands out gently, “We’ll let you all get settled before we have lunch. I’m sure the boat ride over was long.”

“We had fair weather and calm seas…” Malcolm began to speak as he and your mother walked with the queen.

Nyx let go of your hand looking at Lena nodding his head for her to skedaddle. She smirked at him before stepping up to you, “I just wanted to say welcome to Galahd. If you have any questions, it’s probably better to ask me or mom…”

“Lena…” He coughed a little as she laughed walking away, “She didn’t mean that.”

“Oh, it seems she did or else she wouldn’t have said it.” You smirked at him eyes twinkling.

He laughed a little as you both began going up the stairs, “She’s an instigator is more like it.”

“Troublemaker you mean…” You stopped turning around seeing your guard slowly creeping up behind you, “You do have better things to do. I’m in good hands from what my father tells me. The prince is well versed in fighting.”

Nyx felt warmth spread throughout his shoulders when you looked at him smiling as your guard moved past you both, “You trust your father’s opinion of me?”

“He’s a good judge of character. We wouldn’t be here otherwise, and I’m certain he wouldn’t have asked me to marry you if you were not a good man.” You looked back making a face, “What is that whistling noise?”

“Whistling?” He looked up as fear rose in his chest. He saw bombs drifting downward from Niflheim ships.

He reached for you as walked inside…

“No!” He shot up letting out cry of pain rolling to the side putting a hand on his side. He took in several sharp breaths trying to get the pain under control.

“Hey hey hey…take it easy.” He looked up as Crowe came into view helping him to sit up, “That must’ve been some dream.”

“Just…” He took in a few more deep breaths, “…never mind…what are you doing here?”

“I figured you were hungry…and I also thought I’d check you over again.” She told him reaching for his phone waving it in his face, “And you slept through three check-ins.”

“Ah…so Titus sent you.”  He groaned again as he leaned back on his elbows “I appreciate the concern, but really I’m fine.”

“Clearly…” She rolled her eyes tossing his phone next to home before she began to undo the bandages, “You really got wrecked last night. Had us all worried…If Y/N hadn’t called Titus…”

“I’d still be okay because she would have figured it out.” Nyx interrupted her.

“I suppose…but Nyx if you’re going to be bringing her around…you should really consider teaching her a thing or two.” Crowe told him with a sigh as she started feeling his side.

“She knows how to fight…it’s just…” He shook his head wincing away from her touch, “They stopped her training pretty much as soon as she started…no power, no fighting I guess.”

“Well you should give her a refresher if her own people are gonna be bigots.” She shook her head started to wrap him up again.

He didn’t respond as he chewed his bottom lip. Crowe wasn’t wrong, it would benefit you to know some self-defense. He couldn’t be there every time, though he wouldn’t admit that.

He glanced at his phone as it went off. His eyes widened as the preview held the whole message.

Pelna – call y/n…

27 days ago

Galahdian Dreams - 7 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)