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[knightfaithful]

NO, MY LIFE MEANS NOTHING. THE FUTURE MEANS EVERYTHING. 

[knightfaithful]

tentative starter call?

[arsuf]

“A man’s past is his pride.” “No. My pride is shaping the future.”

[knightfaithful]

vacantsilhouette‌:

          ❝ Shouldn’t you be happy you’re even getting paid at all? I wouldn’t have. ❞

       He snorts. ❝ You wound me, your Majesty. And here I am, valiantly you protecting you from boredom. ❞

[knightfaithful]

          ❝ I genuinely can’t believe your dad actually pays me hourly to babysit your ass. ❞

[knightfaithful]

come outside lucis palace in the next 30 minutes for an ass kicking. - noctis lucis caelum

i’m gonna beat your fucking ass, your highness 

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“Dearest, accept me as I am.”

— Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written c. October 1916

[arsuf]

“So, the power of the Lucii returns. No matter. You are out of time.” “For you, I’ll make some.”

[slaughtertusk-deactivated202003]

hello girls and gays, my name is cee and i have no sense of self control  &  thus have decided to make this lil indie blog for cú chulainn alter from the fate franchise !  so if you’d be interested in interacting with him please  like and / or reblog  this to help a sis out and spread the word around  (  &  for that purpose, reblogs are preferred  ) !

[arsuf]

Nyx Ulric + The Hood™

[knightfaithful]

nekroii‌:

            “ it’s most certainly dinner time , foolish man , ” he chides, humour             coating his words as his elbow gently nudges into nyx’s side, before             he takes the proffered arm with a visible softening of his dark eyes.              “ i would be happy to enjoy a proper meal with you . ”

           NYX GRINS. It’s the expression of a man who knew he was being a dumbass on purpose. But if it made Luc smile, he’s all for it. It’s better than that perpetual almost-scowl that he always wore. Nyx makes a faux sort of bow, feigning the polite knight. Except it’s not really a feint. He does have some manners on reserve. 

                  ❝ Proper meal it is, ❞ The grin is in his voice, too. ❝ Where would his majesty like to eat tonight? I’m game for anywhere cause hey, it’s not me paying. It’s the King’s dollar. ❞

[knightfaithful]

nekroii‌:

            he’s glad, to see the warmth within even nyx’s gaze - it’s a comfort,             to know he truly isn’t bothering the man. despite his desire to pester             him, he does not wish to actually be an irritant.

            “ his majesty ? you flatter me … but i’d like you to pick something .                                                 you know the things i find fun … don’t you ? ”

           HE LAUGHS. Not a raucous uproar, but honest and genuine all the same. Unclasping his hands from behind and taking a step, he offers the shorter man his arm to take if he so desired. 

              ❝ Lunch it is then. Or... ❞ He looks up to the darkening sky. ❝ Would it be dinner? My sense of time is terrible. ❞

[knightfaithful]

devourheart‌:

oh, who shall he be today ?     ——       the thought circles through his head again  &  again in some perky, cheerful fashion that matches the wide smile upon peachy lips     /     at his twenty seven years of age, the wizard can still somehow manage to look like a child when behaving in such a way     (    surprisingly, perhaps even more so than when he’s throwing unnecessary  &  overly dramatic temper tantrums, too !    ),    with the soft ring of a giggle seemingly ready to fall from his mouth at any second. see, the news of yet another wizard or sorts arriving to one of his sort - of main area of trade and semi - permanent residence   (    at least, according to those who know naught of the infamous moving castle    )    found him in good spirits. or perhaps, a rather playful mood of sorts      /      he simply cannot wait to see what this magical stranger has in store for him !        well, not him him. perhaps for mr. jenkins, or wizard pendragon. definitely not howl    …    not yet, at least.       ❛  oh, hello !  ❜        ah, no time to dwell on that much longer, guess he’ll have to go with the flow  &  see where it takes him. that’s okay, though, howl’s used to improvising at this point.      ❛  worry not, i come in peace. i’m sure you’ve already experienced the harsher side of the welcoming party by now.  ❜      things have been a little tense thanks to the war, after all. and yet, even with that in mind, howl still manages to smile    /    even chuckle.       ❛  i brought cake, my disciple helped baking it as a gift.  ❜

          A BROW PERKS. Not necessarily in suspicion, although he’s always wary of newcomers. Call it a result of the war, and his staunch refusal to be part of it anymore. Magic user he may be, but Nyx had had quite enough of death and destruction. He was content to live his days out peacefully, undisturbed, and uninterrupted, with none wanting his talents for their personal use. He was a person, not a thing to be used in ceaseless violence. So he weighs his options with this new stranger, debating on just shutting the door. He knew he wouldn’t, but it was tempting to just tell him to bugger off.

         Nyx stands aside, offering the stranger a way into his home with a sweeping gesture. As he ushers the man in, he can’t help but notice something is odd here. But he’s not ready to lead on that he knows. Not yet. ❝ Make yourself comfortable, ❞ Nyx intones, calmly. ❝ And watch your step. The stairs are quite steep. ❞ Peering out into the alleyway that lead to his home one last time, lined with green and cobblestone, he shuts the door, putting the wards back in place with a wave of his hand. 

            ❝ Forgive my rudeness. It’s been.... An eventful first month here. ❞

[knightfaithful]

nekroii‌:

@knightfaithful

            “ … oi . nyx . ”

            one gloved finger prods against the glaive’s cheek, lucian peering             up at him with almost curious eyes. “ … i’m bored . ”

            THE GLAIVE offers his shorter counterpart an award-winning smirk. He stands at attention still, hands clasped behind his back, posture perfect, but the smile does in fact reach his eyes. 

           ❝ And what would his majesty like to do for fun? My whole shift’s just you. ❞

[knightfaithful]

      IF THERE’S ONE THING NYX CAN’T STAND, IT’S INTERRUPTIONS. It’s another thing entirely when it’s people snooping around his home. He’d had quite enough visitors between guardsmen, curious locals, and idiots thieves trying to trifle their way through a mage’s belongings. He had half a mind to set the next person who knocked on his door ablaze. He wouldn’t, of course, because murder by magic is generally frowned upon, but his patience was tried to a very thin line. So when there is another knock on his door, Nyx closes his eyes and resigns himself to go answer it. 

        Dismissing any wards of protection, Nyx swings open the heavy oaken door, a frown plastered on his face. It wasn’t necessarily unfriendly-- More unamused, if anything, if this was another blasted guardsmen come to “inspect” the new arrival. He’d only been here less than a month. 

             ❝ Yes, ❞ he starts, only taken aback briefly when he’s not met with a guard. The frown lessens into a softer, more neutral expression.  ❝ Can I help you? ❞

[knightfaithful]

me: makes two icons me: closes cs6

[knightfaithful]

      OF NYX AND HIS KEYBLADE -- 

Nyx has been a wielder for many years. And while he is at the level of Master, he holds no formal title, as he has never taken his Mark of Mastery test. 

Nyx’s Keyblade is the LAST VOW. The Keyblade is of medium length, and is largely inspired in design by a more traditional sword, with many sharp and refined edges. There is an almost skeletal pattern running down its length, like a spine, and the teeth of key are incredibly sharp and jagged, like lightning. It is silver, dark grey, black, and indigo in colouration, and its keychain is the symbol of Lucis. 

Last Vow gives an even and strong boost to both Nyx’s physical capabilities and magical abilities and makes him an extremely adept warrior. It is the only Keyblade in his possession. It also gives him the ability to warp strike, an ability thus far unique to him insofar as this verse goes. Last Vow also has an extremely unique Finish Command known as the Old Wall. It is much the same as it is within Kingsglaive: Nyx will summon the spirits of old kings to aid in battle, dealing physical and magical damage depending on which spirit is summoned.

It is worth noting that Nyx rarely actively uses it in its key shape, preferring to keep it transformed into his twin daggers. He does this as to not lead on that he is a wielder, and blend in more seamlessly with each world he travels to. No one will know he’s a wielder unless they can either sense it, or he tells them.