#noctglaive

I'm obsessed.

HELL FUCKING YES! This art is beautiful!! And will be treasured!!

Also free Ardyn sticker??? 🥺💜💜

Um I love this concept. Cor and Gilgamesh have been friends for years. Gil’s a bit older, like most of Cor’s close friends, but they’ve got a lot in common. As for their significant other’s its become a bit of a joke between them. Ardyn and Titus can’t stand each other. They are pretty opposite personalities and it’s honestly the worst when they’re in the same room together. Cor and Gil still insist on biweekly double dates because they think its fucking hilarious and constantly call them ‘dramatic bastards’ for it. 

And they absolutely tease each other because they are that kind of friends. “So how’s Ardyn? Still instigating drama everywhere he goes? Did he use another coupon from 5 years ago at the grocery store again?” 

You guys should definitely support their art, its so, so pretty.

Today's adventurer spotlight is noctglaive!

I super hope your day can pick up from that, and you have yourself a happy birthday ������ you deserve it so much!! All the hugs and love for you, and the wishes that your time is filled with happiness ������ (will have a little belated something for you very soon ehehe)

I already feel a bit better after baking some cake, so hopefully the rest of the day will go well too~ ♥

44. “It’s 2 AM, why are you here?”

(This one’s kind of a modern AU but still royalty thing haha!)

Gilgamesh had long since learnt not to be surprised by Ardyn’s more...unusual behaviours, be it his habit of wandering around his chambers completely naked or escaping his guards for a midnight trip down to the kitchens. It was because of that desensitisation that he didn’t automatically run the man through upon waking in the middle of the night, having climbed onto his bed at some point. Frowning he rolled onto his side, squinting at the painfully bright digital clock on his bedside table.

“Ardyn,” He croaked, voice heavy with sleep “It’s 2am, why are you here?” The man in question said nothing, instead he silently closed the distance between them, rolling on top of Gilgamesh and burying his head in his neck. Grunting softly under Ardyn’s weight, Gilgamesh wrapped his arms around the other man and gently manoeuvred him into a more comfortable position.”Ardyn?”

“No talking,” Ardyn muttered in response, reaching up to cover his mouth “Sleep now, talk later.”

“If Somnus finds you here-”

“He won’t find me here,” Ardyn interrupted “Because you’re not going to tell him, and tomorrow morning there’s going to be a barmaid claiming I spent the night in her bed.” He made a soft almost inaudible noise, pressing himself closer against Gilgamesh. “I haven’t seen you in two weeks, my bed’s cold and I’m sick of the damn Council trying to force a wife upon me. Let me have this Gil, just for tonight.” Humming softly Gilgamesh pressed his face into Ardyn’s hair, breathing in his ever distinctive scent, spiced cinnamon and something else he’d never quite been able to identify. The past couple of weeks had indeed been quite trying. Travelling was never fun, less so when one was alone and in the middle of the Lucian wilderness. His bedroll and Chocobo were hardly good substitutes for the warmth and comfort provided by the body of a loved one.

Tightening his grip on Ardyn, Gilgamesh sighed. It would hardly be fair to remove Ardyn from his bed, he had after all undertaken a perilous quest to cross the Citadel unnoticed. A feat which most likely included the liberal use of warping, in which case it was only just that he allow his King a few hours of rest. And in any case, he had locked his doors earlier that evening, ever the paranoid soldier, no one could intrude upon them without their knowing. With that thought in mind, Gilgamesh cautiously pulled his blankets up and over his slumbering partner.