heya! c: I'd love to hear any headcanons/thoughts/ideas you might have about Nyx and Lib? Could be smutty too, anything really ♥
Heyas!!! I’m so glad you sent me this! Lib/Nyx is such an underappreciated ship, but your art of them always gives me warm, happy feels. Especially when it comes to Libertus. That goofy boy needs some serious hugs.
Lib/Nyx Headcanons just for you ~~~ <3
I feel like Libertus is constantly trying to work his way out of Nyx’s shadow. Even back in Galahd, Nyx was always the strongest, the fastest, the smartest. Probably good at dancing (big outdoor, drunken bonfire dances, none of that fancy city shit). The attention is always on Nyx wherever they go, and sometimes it makes Lib feel like he’ll only ever be second. The side kick. So he pushes himself to be better. Nyx is his biggest cheerleader.
Speaking of insecurities, I bet Nyx has a ton. When Galahd is attacked he watches his family die at the hands of the Niffs. All his training, all his boasting. Where did it get him? What use was he when his sister burned? He blames himself. He should have saved them.
It’s Libertus who persuades him to join the Glaives. If not for revenge, then to protect others from the same fate of the people of Galahd. When they go to Insomnia, all they have is each other.
Life isn’t any easier there at first. While Libertus is used to being pushed around, Nyx feels like he needs to prove himself all over again. “Ever the hero,” Lib jokes, smacking him in the back of the head, but he does understand. So he starts a few fights, hands out some black eyes and broken jaws when he hears anyone talking behind Nyx’s back . It doesn’t earn him any points, but then again he isn’t doing it for himself.
They take comfort in each other whenever they can. What started between them back home amplifies, the feelings strengthened by hardship and the need for connection in a foreign land. It’s so natural, something they never even stopped to question. Their relationship isn’t so much in kisses as it is in looks, in rough, needy touches and wolfish grins.
But as desperately as they need each other, they also can’t be serious for more than two seconds. When Libertus sees Nyx naked he still catcalls. When Nyx walks back into the bedroom in the morning after brushing his teeth and finds Libertus still snoring into the pillow, he slaps his ass and calls him “sleeping beast.” They sometimes fight over positions and usually settle the issue with a wrestling match. It’s very hot.
Of the two, Libertus is the better cook. Nyx will eat anything, he isn’t picky, but Libertus is convinced all the food in Insomnia tastes like capitalism and chocobo turds. So he’s always whipping up traditional Galahdian dishes, making Nyx taste test everything and even some of the other Glaives, too. It’s probably the one thing Lib does better than Nyx and he rubs it in his face every chance he gets.
Nyx loves him even more for it.
Besides cooking, Libertus is also a gamer. Nyx prefers to watch and critique. “You should’ve gone back for that potion.” “Told you magic wouldn’t work, he buffed.” “Wow, I didn’t realize it was so easy to die in this game.” But when Lib whirls around to tell him where to shove his opinion, Nyx flashes that irresistible grin of his and Libertus ends up tackling him onto the couch (which, of course, was Nyx’s goal all along)
Crowe is their best friend. She ships them so hard. SO. HARD.
She even goes over to their apartment with a salad, sits at their kitchen counter and waits for the magic. Nyx gets it. Libertus doesn’t.
And feels bad for wasting Crowe’s salad.
There’s always next time <3
