#lunardynoct

[cosmicgardencreative]

Old fandom art from 2019. FFXV totally ended this way imho. Who says you can't have fun in the afterlife?

This was posted on another blog a long time ago, around the time when Izzy and I were debating if we needed to keep our art identities separated from original vs fandom, sfw vs nsfw... Suffice to say, CGCW wasn't really meant to be "wholesome" or vanilla, so here we go I guess 😅👍🏻

[weirdfans]

[eirenare]

Any song in existence: *plays*

Me: is this my OTP song?

[makesometime]

Ugh, or, Noctis hates the Namaste assholes (T)

This is pure silliness which I wrote instead of doing actual yoga because I am sick. Blame any foolishness on germs and not my own poor writing pls and thank you.

Lunardynoct, modern AU drabble He's up far too late. Normally he'd own it, his schedule is out of whack enough that it doesn't make a lick of difference. But he's pretty sure Luna said something about brunch yesterday before he passed out, and he hates letting her down more than anything. 

Noctis shrugs on something halfway presentable, in case he's still early enough for them to hit their favourite spot, and wanders through the house to find the others. 

The music is momentarily odd. Out of place but not unfamiliar. It's a struggle to put his finger on it… and then it hits him. It's the weird plinky plonky floaty music that his lovers use for their morning yoga. 

He rounds the corner to see Ardyn and Luna with their asses in the air, shifting their weight from foot to foot and sharing some gentle conversation. 

Luna moves first, rolling her body back to a plank, while Ardyn presses himself down into some sort of show-off hold, inches above the floor. 

As one they drop their hips and lift their heads to the ceiling and damn if it doesn't do fine things to each of their chests. Luna's beautiful breasts all presented for his hungry gaze as the bare skin of Ardyn's chest ripples with the pure lean power of his muscles underneath. 

Ugh.

Seriously. Right here in their living room. A display of entirely innocent filth. 

They know what they’re doing.

Luna settles into a plank once more, Ardyn matching her. As one, they shift their weight onto one hand and draw the other up across their chests, tracing the line Noctis has been admiring, until they are in solid side plank with their arm aloft.

He’s not appreciated quite how strong this little routine has made them. Neither of them quiver and shake, their positions absolutely rock solid. He feels as though he could shove them and they would barely wobble.

Luna tips her head back to smile at something that Ardyn says, and it’s only then that she notices Noctis watching. Her expression brightens even more, if possible, genuine pleasure painting her delicate features.

He wants to kiss her.

The thought is gone as quickly as it came, when Luna moves herself down to something that Noct thinks might be called child’s pose but also basically just signifies that she might be done somewhat soon. 

Ardyn does the whole show-off move again, holding just long enough to start a trembling in his arms that echoes pleasantly in the base of Noct’s belly… and then they are both on their feet, smiling and laughing and sharing a quiet word as they sneak looks at him.

“You really should join us one day.” 

Luna’s voice is gentle and inviting, and entirely at odds with the smirk that Ardyn wears when he fetches up a small towel.

“Truly, Noct. It would help immensely with your stamina and flexibility.”

Ugh.

He flips them off, because he’s an adult who can deal with teasing. Whether they’re right or not, it’s not like they have any complaints about either of the above. As far as he knows… no. That way madness lies.

“Think I’m good.” He murmurs, acting as if he’s not admiring the way they move towards him, all nimble and relaxed. “Someone said something about brunch?”

Ardyn’s palm is warm as it cups his cheek, smirking as self satisfied as he’s ever looked. “It would be rude of us to inflict our current state on the good people of the city, would it not?”

Luna slots up against his other side. “Shower with us?”

Ugh.

“Thought yoga was supposed to chill you out.”

They each laughs and take one of his hands and he is loath to stop them from tugging him back towards the bedroom, even if it means giving in entirely to their mischief.

“Oh dear Noct. How delightfully wrong you are.”

[neongenesisjanevangelion]

i tried to draw chibis but I am shit at drawing chibis ;w;

[weirdfans]

alittlelateforpockydayOHWELL

for @prince-noctease

[makesometime]

The undone and the divine (chapter 2) (E)

Lunardyn with background Lunardynoct; lazy morning sexy funtimes set in a beautiful modern Noct-is-a-video-game-boy-and-the-babes-live-a-normal-life-around-him AU that @sky-kiss and I created one blessed day.

Except below, you’ll find the whole, NSFTumblrthing here.

Summer in the city is a stuffy affair.

Luna consistently awakens with a light sheen of sweat across her skin, air conditioning switched off in favour of the ‘breeze’ from outside the apartment’s large windows. Ardyn - whose idea it is, unsurprisingly, to rest himself in natural airflow - never seems to mind. Frustratingly, neither does Noctis.

The sky outside the windows this morning is faintly cloudy, pinks and oranges warring as the sun begins its ascent. She is awake early, too early for a weekend, but even the shortest contemplation makes her sure that she would struggle to rest again.

Luna closes her eyes, uses her other senses to determine that Noctis is not in bed with them. There is no gentle snore, no extra dip to the mattress. Confused, momentarily, she remembers that one of his most anticipated games of the year has just released -- they’ll be lucky to see him for several hours yet.

She allows herself one minute… two… a third and then sighs, a reedy exhale. No. Sleep is lost to her now.

Turning onto her side, Luna props her head up on her elbow. Behind her, light floods the room. Really, this apartment is too perfect for admiring the beauty of her lover’s form. Ardyn looks incredible in any light but the soft focus of morning and the moodiness of sunset suit him best, touching on his auburn hair and tanned skin like the soft kiss of a lover.

Perhaps he made some kind of nefarious contract with a deity somewhere along the way. Her graceful, ageless god.

[eirenare]

FFXV: Lunardynoct fanart #2 (WIP)

I wanted to do a funny drawing for Noctis’ birthday, but I ended up sketching a Lunardynoct NSFW sandwich that could well happen after they give Noctis a birthday surprise with a very... self-indulgent perspective that is x///D

The only con I see about OT3s: drawing NSFW sometimes means so much tangled limbs it gets a bit complicated

Since I have to go to sleep now maybe tomorrow I’ll try to make a birthday drawing for Noctis, although I’ll be a good part of the day out.