#draunyx

[queernoctis]

kingsglaive gifs 1/♾️

[dream--interrupted]

Kingsglaive sketches

eepy glaives (the traitors get no naptime)

I was going to make a vday card for each glaive, but I could only think of fire jokes.

Draunyx stuff

[titusdrautos]

Draunyx got me posting art here again uh oh

[sakuranightmarez]

Titus & Nyx: *in an argument*

Nyx: fuck you!

Titus: Later. Now listen, you little shit...

[samhaindreamer]

Looking for a new friend or more to bounce ideas for fics off of and maybe even do a bit roleplaying with. My main fandoms include FFXV/Kingsglaive, CoD, and Resident evil.

My main pairs are

CorNyx

DrauNyx

RegNyx

CorDrauReg

CorDrauNyx

CorDrauRegNyx

Or any combo of those four and also

GhostSoap -CoD

GazPrice -CoD

WeskerChris -Resident Evil

I do also ship other pairs as well but these are my mains!

I'll write/rp fluff to smut. Canon to abo. Drabbles to world building and almost every inbetween, we all have our hard Nos when it comes to fics and writing/rp.

You can dm me here or on my discord MistressOfLions#4890, I do prefer discord though for the ease of the chat search feature.

[garbria]

Fic trope - 51&70 - (I'll leave the ship with Drautos up to you) if you could please?

Fanfic Trope Mash Up Ask Game

51. Accidentally Married

70. Locked in a Room.

Titus Drautos goes to Galahd to meet with the locals and recruit for the Kingsglaive. His local guide is Nyx Ulric, one of their top fighters. He’s friendly and helpful and Titus definitely wants to recruit him for the Kingsglaive. 

One day while touring one of their temples, Titus gets bored and wanders off. He finds a room filled with all sorts of interesting art and artifacts. He’s browsing the collection when Nyx finds him.

“This is all very impressive,” Titus says, gesturing to all the things around him.

“Thanks, it’s one of our ritual rooms.” Nyx tries to herd Titus out of the room. “Let’s get back to the others.”

Titus is slightly disappointed, hoping for one of Nyx’s tours, but he heads to the door. He sees an elaborate design on the back of the door and can’t help but to reach out and touch it.

“No, don’t!” Nyx speaks up, but too late as the lock clicks into place. 

Titus tries the handle, but it doesn’t turn. The door is locked. He looks at Nyx, who is looking at him with an indecipherable expression.

“What is going on?” Titus tries to keep his voice calm.

“I told you, this is one of our ritual rooms.” Nyx stares at him, that same look on his face, then sighs and tries a smile. “We have to solve the puzzles in this room before the lock will open again.”

Titus frowns. “Can we not call for help?”

Nyx shakes his head. “It doesn’t work that way. No one can open the door from the outside. We can solve the puzzles or wait until morning.”

Titus groans. These Galahdans have some strange ideas. “How hard can it be?”

Nyx chuckles. “Let’s see if you feel that way in an hour.”

They work together, Nyx sharing what he knows of the artifacts in the room. Titus wants to tear his hair out more than once, but they eventually solve all the puzzles. The lock clicking open is music to Titus’ ears. 

Strangely, Nyx doesn’t seem as excited.

“Wait,” Nyx puts a hand on Titus’ arm before he makes it to the door.

“What?” Titus frowns at him.

“Ah, I told you this was a ritual room, right?”

Titus nods.

“We just got married. Congrats?” Nyx smiles uncertainly.

“What.” Titus looks at Nyx in disbelief. 

Nyx just shrugs. “As far as Galahd is concerned, we’re married now.” He pats Titus on the shoulder. “It could be worse?”

Titus sighs and rubs his temples. He really should have made Cor come instead.

[zva-redink]

My interior piece for the NyxZineFFXV. I did some DrauNyx for the ship section in a cyberpunk AU since I couldn't get it out of my brain for the longest time lmao

I worked with so much talent- learned so much- on this project and I’m grateful to carry the connections I made there into the future ;P

[sparklecryptid]

Here is the thing, Titus hasn’t believed in Regis for a long time. He has served under the man for years, has bled and killed under a King he has lost respect for over the years and if things had gone differently, Titus thinks, if Titus himself were not loyal to the men and women under his command he could see his loyalties shift far too easily.

Here is the thing, the man that Titus loves is lying too still in a hospital bed. The machines around them beep with the rhythm of Nyx’s heartbeat and Titus would have given anything to ensure that Nyx hadn’t wound up there. Because Titus knew the cost of the Wall, because Titus knew that there was a focus within the ring that allowed Regis to continue to hold up the Wall but-

He didn’t imagine the cost would be so high. Didn’t imagine that raising a Wall without a focus would result in the image before him. Of Nyx deathly pale on the hospital bed in front of him, of Nyx unresponsive and quiet.

Six, Titus would give anything to hear Nyx speak again. Each time he tries to remember his lovers voice he’s struck by the memory of the strangled scream that tore from Nyx’s throat as he raised a Wall around them. And they hadn’t known, they hadn’t known that Nyx was a Lucis Caelum, hadn’t known that he had kept his magic under lock and key or that that same magic was killing him.

They hadn’t known.

And now it might be too late. And for once in his life, Titus sends a prayer up to whatever god is listening that this one Lucis Caelum will live.