hero appreciation week.

“She didn’t know the meaning behind the braids. She never had the time to ask about the meaning behind the lines drawn on his skin. And yet she found herself braiding her hair a little different after that day in Insomnia. And suddenly she found herself drawing in her skin that same lines she never saw anywhere else. And yet… As long as she realized that, she found herself reminding where those lines were - right under that eyes. Yes… Maybe she just needed something from that stranger she got to know better than expected and less than wanted.”

Nyx Ulric Week Day 9: Make Up Day So here’s the one I lost: Day 1 -  tattoos & braids

I combined two prompts for this day’s theme. Hope everyone enjoys!

Day 4

Title: King’s Magic and Drunken Shenanigans

Theme: Work & Play

Main Ship: Nyx Ulric/OC

Words: 2213

Rating: T, SFW

Warning: There are curse words, and something suggestive.

Summary: Alcohol and Magic Users equals not safe drunken shenanigans.

Title:  King’s Knight (Prologue) {a snippet featuring best boy Nyx Ulric, taken from a much larger WIP}

Day 1: Galahdan Way - Tattoos & Braids, and a dash of Day 5: Self-worth - Worth the Wait

Rating: G/PG, but SFW

Main ship: Nyx Ulric / oc

Word count: 623

Summary: Nyx recounts the traditions behind his tattoos and braids.

(If you take the time to read this, I hope you enjoy it.)

@nyxulricweek

      They lounged in the shade of a huge boulder, the warm breeze carrying the scents of the riots of wildflowers, the chirps and buzzes of busy insects, and the cheery burble of a nearby stream.

@nyxulricweek​ | day 1: GALAHDAN WAY | tattoos & braids RATING: SFW WORDS: 1,738 SUMMARY: A prequel to Wayward Children but can be read as a standalone. Finally of age, Nyx brings you to the annual Galahdan festival you’ve heard so much about that they mysteriously refer to as the “Burning.” Being the good friend that she is, Crowe offers to dress you up for the festival, purposefully (though she’ll never admit it) digging up new and complicated feelings you and Nyx have long harbored for each other. NOTES: Part II scheduled for day 4. 

« part i of ii »

“Now that your own woman,” Crowe starts with a waggle of her eyebrows. “You think you can sneak away for the festival this year?”

Nyx Ulric Week Day 8: Free Day

Title: Carnival Times

Day 4: life in the glaive and outside of it

Rating: K

Words: 353

Nyx buzzes in his boots as he approaches the square where the Moogle Chocobo Carnival has set up in Insomnia. He’s saved up every gil he can so he could get the Chibi Brigade presents from the carnival as soon as he heard that it was coming to the Crown City. Noctis has already disappeared into the Carnival with Ignis, Prompto, and Gladio, with a Crownsguard following behind them in case they get into any trouble, which means Nyx has plenty of time to get each of them a different item to surprise them with.

[ NYX ULRIC WEEK ] day 2: close to the heart » LITTLE SISTERS;

Title: Young Coeurl’s Misfire

Day 3: days of the past; Nyx before the Kingsglaive (young coeurl)

Rating: T

Words: 511

Nyx carefully goes through each and every safety check Mom taught him for the pistol he’s inherited from his Uncle with great diligence for a seven-year-old. Today, she’s letting him try shooting it, after months of learning how to clean and check the weapon, and he can’t be any more excited. Though he does try to tone it down. If he’s too excited, he might mess up, and he doesn’t want to mess up. He wants to prove his Uncle proud, even if the man’s been dead for two years now.

“Quiet.”

DAY 4: WORK & PLAY & DAY 5: SELF-WORTH of @nyxulricweek » life in the glaive and outside of it & » a day to explore Nyx’s psyche king’s magic | drunken shenanigans | “I didn’t know you had hobbies.” scars | worth the wait | “I’m the hero around here.”

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

DAY 6 of @nyxulricweek : ANOTHER LIFE »  alternative universes, crossovers, and canon-divergence  happy ending | world of ruin | “The name’s Ulric, Nyx Ulric.”

FullMetal Alchemist Crossover ? Anyone ? Nyx as Ed ? No that’s just me ?

— 〉 exploring Galahdan culture & heritage 

Title; Mementos Day 1; Galahdan Way Rating; PG Series; Shattered Glass (A Final Fantasy XV Fic) Characters Involved; Nyx Ulric, Storm Cien (OC) Summary; Taking place before the beginning of Kingsglaive, Storm is curious of Nyx’s life before moving to Insomnia. So, in the van ride to the barren lands beyond the wall, he decides to ask. 

[ April 8th, M.E. 756. 06:23:27]

“So, what was it like?” 

Tired and barely comprehending the King’s English, Nyx groggily lifted his head to look at his fellow cadet. The rest of the team seemed to be asleep as the van drove away from the city, like sensible people. Then again, Storm Cien was always quite the odd one. 

“What was what like?” Nyx barely managed to say past his yawn. 

“Galahd,” replied Storm as he rubbed his eyes in attempt to keep himself alert. “I grew up in Zoldara Henge, so I have little knowledge of any of the areas around Insomnia.” 

For some reason, the mention of Galahd caught Nyx by surprise. It would sometimes slip his mind that not all Glaives were from Galahd, only the ones he would rather be around usually. He sat up, sky blue hues blinking away the drowsiness only to then look back at Storm. “Why do you want to know? The place was just a group of islands about north from the city.” 

Storm stretched his legs out since they felt like they were starting to stiffen up the longer he sat, then spoke, “My grandfather was an ambassador for King Regis. He used to tell me of his travels when he returned home. The last place he went to was Galahd, but my sister and I never got the chance to hear his travels.” 

“Because of the attack on the Manor,” Nyx recalled. 

“Precisely,” Storm nodded. 

Nyx looked out the window in thought, it had been some time since he thought about home. Not in the sense of the war, but in the sense of how he lived and how he grew up. “It was hot,” was his first recollection. “Etro, the summers were blistering up there. Thankfully, my family and Libertus’ family lived in Rhabael, which was a fishing town by the Galahd River, so we’d always end up spending time in the water when the summers tried to roast us.” The memory made the man grin. Man, those were good times. 

“I guess I wouldn’t know, Zoldara Henge was always so temperate weather wise. Perhaps it would be because we lived closer to Nifilheim.” Storm shrugged tiredly, he then let out a momentary yawn before speaking once more. “And what of your tattoos?” 

“You’re awfully chatty this fine morning, Cien. Sister’s rubbing off on you?” 

“Possibly, but I would assume she knows all of this, given how close you are with her. 

Ooh, he got you there Nyx. Instead of admitting he was right in that sense, Nyx decided to answer his question about the ink. He first addressed the ones on his face, starting with the one under his left eye. “This one symbolizes my strength in eyesight. My father and I discovered just how far I could see in a dense jungle, and how well I could shoot an arrow.” Look at the confidence on his face. “A lot of the guys and girls in Rhabael have tattoos based on their strengths, to put them on display, in a sense.” 

“And the one on your cheek?” 

“A symbol of the rite of passage. It’s the first hunt of every person’s life, usually done at the age of twelve or thirteen. The kid goes out for the day with the hunter of the family, and would return with their first kill, which usually ends up being the night’s dinner. But anyways, the mother picks out the design, and the father decides the location of the rite tattoo.”

Storm nodded. It always fascinated him how other cultures were. He himself was raised in a proper environment next to the Fleurets, since his mother was Lady Sylvia’s personal secretary. 

“it probably sounds barbaric compared to what you grew up with, huh?” 

“My mother shine like the stars. Her hair is like the sky at night ; it’s got the colors of a thousand galaxies, and there’s a thousand suns and stars lightning it. I want to be as bright as her, as brave as her, and as good as she is.“

Switching to a cartoon style for day 3 of @nyxulricweek !​

DAY 3: HALCYON DAYS » days of past; Nyx before the Kingsglaive hero in the making | young coeurl | “Show off!”

Kid Nyx and his mother Archana, his biggest inspiration in life. 

Switching to a semi-realist style for @nyxulricweek

DAY 2: CLOSE TO THE HEART » dedicated to those closest to Nyx little sisters | traditions | “I owe you one.”

First picture is kid Nyx sleeping after he met Asha, his little sister, for the first time.

Second is 17 year old Nyx, coming back year after year to mourn his little sister at the memorial stones, on which are written all the names of the people that fell during Galahd’s invasion. 

I tottally inspired myself of the Garden Of Exile that you can see in Berlin’s Jewish Museum (who is, imo, the best museum to ever be) and the Book Of Names where are recorded all the names of the Jewish people who died in the Holocaust.

@nyxulricweek Day 8 | Creator’s Choice Word count: 3909 Pairing: Nyx Ulric x Female Reader Warnings: SFW, alcohol, pining Summary: Nyx and Libertus fulfill their lifelong dream of running a bar, so what better place could your squad have for hanging out? Part 2 of 2. Read part 1 here.

It took weeks to find the time for your squad to gather again. Same crowd, same place, different drinks. Ever since the night you had turned eighteen, your heart had been restless, speeding up and slowing down completely at its own will. Or maybe it moved by the will of your secret thoughts, pushed to the furthest pits of your mind, only to be burst free whenever you laid eyes on Nyx.