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Headcanon Request: Nyx, Crowe, Libertus and Pelna taking their S/O out on a first date.
Nyx: Nyx not-so-jokingly plans the first date to be a skirmish against Niflheim and invites his S/O to come along. It never occurs to him that this might be a bad idea, because the turnover rate for Glaives is actually really low and anyway, they don’t have to fight, it’s really just to watch him fight. He makes the mistake of mentioning this around Libertus, who informs him in all the ways that Nyx needs be convinced that this is an absolutely terrible idea, so it’s rainchecked and his S/O is instead invited to the Kingsglaive training grounds. The rest of the Glaives take this as an invitation to work Nyx into the ground and give his S/O drinks and food to keep them entertained. They are literally not left alone together until after training ends for the day, for about ten minutes, and then another glaive self-assigns themselves to following them the rest of the evening. Nyx asks very quietly on their walk back to the city proper for his S/O to trust him, then winks, curls his arm around them, and Warps away. This provokes a chase from their guard, who is clearly here to protect the S/O’s virtue because their Hero is a flirt; but nearly midnight, they do manage to lose them. Arguably Nyx probably lost them a lot earlier but honestly? He got to hold his S/O close and run through Insomnian streets with them. Being nearly midnight, however, Nyx will ask his S/O to remain with him during the turning of a day, and after some time watching the starry sky, Nyx’ll escort them back to their home or somewhere they can safely make it home.
Crowe: The first date for Crowe isn’t much in the way of flowers and romance; they’re refugees, and they have to be frugal with money. Crowe’s a lot less stingy with it than others can be though. Since she grew up with nothing on the streets, she doesn’t really understand the value of money. You can’t eat it, you can’t wear it, it’s just a weird, light-weight way of trading goods. But she does want to do something special for her S/O, and she’s garbage at cooking. She’ll go to no less than three people to find a nice place that’s worth the money. She’ll buy a single new, complete outfit, something she can eventually mix and match with the rest of her wardrobe. No serious heels, only practical shoes, no major jewelry. Crowe insists on paying for dinner-- she asked THEM out. After dinner, she’ll take them to a movie, probably a romcom that leaves her bewildered, though the walk through the park is much nicer and more relaxing. As the date is winding down, she’ll get a call from Libertus asking where she’s at, and will escort her date to their building with a peck on the cheek as a good-night.
Libertus: Libertus planned his first date very meticulously. He asked them weeks in advance, hunted for all the proper spices, and invited them over to his place. The table is done up with candle-light and new-to-him if slightly worn dishes, and the tablecloth is in the proper shade of Galahdian blue. He does not tell his S/O where it came from, or mention its significance; either they’re Galahdian and know already, or they’re not, and the first date is too early to talk of such things. He cooks recipes from Home, the way his father taught him and the way his mother would have loved. The dinner isn’t a quiet thing, but they talk about light subjects: the weather, the flower shop down the way, different types of cars that Libertus will never be able to afford. They don’t talk about the Glaives, the War, or anything of import. The first date isn’t the place to bring up lost families or a Glaive’s short lifespan or the looming (unknown but impending) threat of Niflheim owning the whole world. After dinner, dishes will be washed and then they’ll retire to just relax or watch bad television until the S/O has to leave.
Pelna: Pelna tells precisely zero people he has asked his S/O out on a date. The first date is for feeling things out, after all, and he doesn’t want him OR his S/O to have extra pressure on this. Still, Pelna takes it upon himself to plan much of it, gathers all the appropriate trappings, and takes his S/O out on a picnic in one of the less prominent parks, intent for it to be as private as possible. There’s a basket and everything, money made as a Glaive poured back into the refugee district with the blanket and whicker, the food he pulls out for the meal. The wine is the only thing that he couldn’t get in the district; it’s Insomnian, and not inexpensive, even if the glasses are cheap plastic cups. The two of them wandered around for a while to find just the right spot to have the picnic, and they’ll probably linger there for a while after they’re done eating. At the end of the date, the two will part at the front of the park. If he knows where they live, Pelna will quietly leave a the S/O’s favorite flower at their front door for them to find either later that night or early the next morning. If not, he’ll bring a flower with him for the second date. [Tagging: @mandakatt @mtraki ]
