Nyx Ulric Appreciation Week

Would there be any interest in a weekend (Friday to Monday) event?

Would there be any interest in a weekend (Friday to Monday) event?

Noctis was rubbing his hands to warm them, having forgotten his gloves back at the apartment. He and Nyx were out exploring the ice gardens created for Shiva's Festival.

"Cold, Little Star?" He didn't have to look at Nyx to know his date was amused.

"I'm... fine," Noct protests, then nearly bumps into Nyx when he suddenly stopped in front of him and turned so that they were facing each other. Before Noct could pull away, Nyx took his hands and brought them close to his mouth to allow his warm breath to heat them. The gentle act of affection was enough to make Noct blush and look away. After a few moments Nyx pulled away but still held both of Noct's hands.

"Better?"

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Time to beat the winter boredom and prep for the warmer weather with a weekend that celebrates the Hero and the Prince.

When: April 9th to 11th

Where: AO3, Tumblr, & Twitter

Theme: Royal Fare

Day One: "Looks like you got royal fare to see to."

-Nyx's turn behind the wheel of the Star or the Regalia, or another

Day Two: A Meal Fit for a King

-Noct cooks for Nyx? Nyx cooks for Noct? A meal out or a meal in?

Day Three: Catch Up/Free

-A farewell?

-Nyx and Noctis fare forth from Insomnia in the Dawn?

-How do they fare on an exam/in training/attending royal duties?

Tags: NyxNoctWeekend

maybe, just maybe, his father’s love for exploring was greater than the love he had for his clan.  ( in which nyx’s mind wanders about the man he barely remembers. )

— originally for nyxulricweek2020 day one prompt: wanderlust. ( ao3 ) 

he was told his father loved to explore.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Noctis Lucis Caelum/Nyx Ulric Characters: Nyx Ulric, Noctis Lucis Caelum Additional Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Slice of Life, Established Relationship, Nyx Ulric Appreciation Series: Part 7 of Nyx Ulric Appreciation Week 2020 Summary:

rating: general audience pairings: n/a tags/warnings: n/a summary: When technology fails, go the old fashioned way. notes/links: ao3! @nyxulricappreciationweek this is my quick catch up for day 6′s desperate measures and that might be all I manage to catch up with today ^^; hope everyone enjoyed nyx week!

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“This calls for desperate measures.”

Nyx gave the back fender of the truck a rough kick for daring to die on him. That wasn’t his desperate measure, but it made him feel a little better. Enacting violence on an inanimate object was a healthy way to seek catharsis, wasn’t it? The damn thing deserved it – truck had some nerve crapping out on him in the middle of nowhere. Though he supposed it served him right for hotwiring the first rust bucket he saw on the side of the road that actually had tires.

Beggars couldn’t be choosers, and right now, he was begging for a miracle, but he wasn’t counting on a second one. The first was getting him out of Nif clutches in the first place. It wasn’t the first nor the last time he’d been captured for questioning by the opposing army. Fortunately, he’d been able to afford escape before they got him too far back over Lucian borders for torture. Unfortunately, he had no means of communication on his person, no idea where he was, and now, no more transportation to outrun a possible pursuant.

The truck had been a gamble, crushed against the back roads of Cleigne as he made a mad warp dash from the airship. It had been abandoned for a reason, surely it wasn’t going to turn on, but with a little electric oomph from his magic and the hotwiring he’d learned in his more rebellious youth, Nyx managed to get it working. It must have been on its last dregs of gas when it died, because it gave him just enough to pull a head start on the Nifs and lose himself in the dense greenery of Lucian territory.