When the world falls down around you, and hope is lost, when you find yourself alone, amid a lightless place, look to the distance. Know that I am there. And that I watch over you always.

LUNAFREYA - FINAL FANTASY XV (2016)

When the world falls down around you, and hope is lost, when you find yourself alone, amid a lightless place, look to the distance. Know that I am there, and that I watch over you always. Farewell, dear Noctis.

“When the world falls down around you, and hope is lost, when you find yourself alone, amid a lightless place, look to distance. Know that I am there, and that I watch over you always. Farewell, dear Noctis.” I AM NOT OKAY. 😭

“When the world falls down around you, and hope is lost,

when you find yourself alone, amid a lightless place, look to the distance.

Know that I am there, and that I watch over you."

“When the world falls down around you, and hope is lost, when you find yourself alone, amid a lightless place, look to the distance. Know that I am there, and that I watch over you always. -Lunafreya to Noctis I consider these couple drawings from final fantasy to be my comfort for now. I want to embrace happiness. So this is my way. Here is #lunafreya and #noctis #art #fanart #drawings #games #jrpg #squareenix #finalfantasy #fantasy #gaming #artistofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CkPAg0br36S/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Yeah, I have too: 1920's AU (Winter Prompt) Silver and Gold. :3

winter prompts (still accepting from anyone else itching for fluff!)1920s AU features nyx the penniless piano player and noctis the aspiring journalist falling in love over music and gin

“What do you think Altissia looks like this time of year?”

“Honestly? Probably as sludgy as Insomnia looks right now.”

“I somehow doubt that,” Noctis laughed. He got theimpression that whoever was in charge of beautifying the city really had to try to make it look ugly.

Insomnia looked as gray as it ever did, come winter. Thethick web of streets was frosted in deep, vanilla mounds of snow, hills of itpiled along the edges of the sidewalks and climbing high up the lampposts. Itwas stained gray with the salt and the smudges of gods knew what from the ploughedroads. The city never stood still long enough for any snowfall to staypristine. Noctis knew very well what a grievance it was for local traffic, buta more innocent part of him – the little part that never grew up and he keptbetween the lines of the stories he wanted to tell – longed for one morningwhere he could wake up and see an untouched snow.

He hadn’t seen the virgin hills of winter since he was achild, and his father would take him out into the country for the holidays toget away from the politics of his office. He remembered building snow fortswith Gladio and Iris while Clarus and Regis prepared warm snacks in the cabinjust up the walkway. He remembered thinking that the snow was ice cream becauseit looked so soft and smooth outside his window. While the ice wasn’t nearly assweet on his tongue when he tried it, the memory of it was far sweeter.

He’d worked through the holidays this year. There were lastminute stories he’d volunteered to edit and clean up for colleagues that didn’thave the time to finish the final touches before going out of town. There wasstill coverage of his own stories that he needed to finish before the New Year,and his boss wanted someone to take care of the weather report because therewas a big snowstorm blowing in the night before the Feast of Stars.

It wasn’t how he’d thought he’d be spending the holidays,but he couldn’t complain. He’d wanted this job and he wanted to prove that hedeserved it. His friend often reminded him that he’d more than proved himselfwith the work he’d done so far. Ignis often worried that he was letting himselfbe taken advantage of. Whether or not that was true didn’t change that he wasgrateful for the quiet come Startide.As much as he loved his father and missed him this time of year, their annualholiday party had grown a little too chaotic and insincere for Noct’s tastes.They were filled with political “allies” rather than real family, catered toinstead of cooked for, and had more camera coverage than he felt was in thespirit of the season.

Prompto stopped by to visit him when he was holed up in theoffice. They messed around with the telephones to talk with Gladio and Iggy andwish them a hearty feast, too. And later, when he was finished, and he huggedPrompto enough for all three of his best friends, he went home to find Nyx offthe clock and decorating the apartment in toxic weeds just to have atraditional excuse to kiss him. As if he needed one.

Altissia would have been iced-over under the first frost,but he thought that it might be beautiful. More silver than gray, the canalsgilded as mercury glass with fashionably warm vendors peddling hot drinks inthe plazas. He imagined the soft golden glow of closed restaurants with theirchalk signs inviting the cold and weary inside for libation to thaw the soul.He imagined icicles spiraling like frozen flowers from the residents’ windowboxes.

“I’ll take you back there one day,” Nyx promised, nudginghis shoulder to draw him back from his fantasized meandering. “Just for thehell of it. No working this time. For now, it’s almost midnight. You ready tohead back in?”

Noctis took one last gulp of the old year, the tang of thewinter winds stinging his tongue. He adjusted the paper hat of silver and goldfoil on his head and took Nyx’s hand. “Ready when you are.”

Insomnia was quiet outside, muted with the final flurries ofsnowfall, its people cluttered inside or so far down into the heart of the citythat he couldn’t hear them, waiting to blast confetti and waving lights atmidnight.

Kingsglaive was resplendent in silver and gold. It wasfilled to bursting with all of the bar’s regulars, wearing golden garlandaround their necks and trumpeting silver swirled blowers. Paper hats totteredon every head, skirts shimmered and jackets slicked through the crowd, bouncingto the excited roar of the jazz band on the stage. Crowe and Libertus and Pelnaand everyone on staff was loosing gin into glasses, flourishing cocktails downthe bar, bumping hips and swinging to the beat to the applause of all therevelers. Gladio and Prompto were somewhere in the throng of people dancing,and Ignis he wouldn’t be half surprised if he was helping to supervise keepingthe shelves stocked.

Nyx held on fast to Noctis, tucking him beneath his arm andguiding them along the melody through the crowd. Smoke and perfume and sweatand alcohol was a thick scent in the air, the cymbals and the saxophonesblaring in his ears.

This was the kind of chaos that Noctis didn’t mind. It wasan honest sort of disarray, the speak-easy full of smiling faces and singersand lovers dancing close, ankles tangling to the pulse of jazz. Nyx blendedthrough the discord as calm as still water, the maestro of the madness, therhythm in his hips as he wove them both through the crowd. The piano was thesafest space, an ebony steed waiting for its rider to return. There were silverstreamers thrown haphazardly across the edges, forgotten glasses of champagnedecorating the top. Nyx managed to catch Crowe’s eye across the frantic crowdto call over two fresh glasses.

After she’d successfully reached them, Nyx meeting herhalfway so she could hurry back to who she wanted to be with when the clockstruck twelve, the countdown started. The band quieted and the dancers stilled,and everyone turned to face the big white clock set over the stage. The wholebar boomed with the voices of a hundred people, ready to step into the futuretogether.

“Five… four… three…two… one!”

The crowd cheered as the hands of the clock hit twelve.Silver hats flew up into the air and golden clouds of popped confetti cascadedover the crowd.

Nyx sat down on the piano bench, dragging Noctis into hislap, and kissed him hard and deep. Between the glitter in the air and thefervor of his lips on him, Noctis thought he saw stars, silver and gold,bursting behind his eyes. He tasted half a year of heaven on his lips, smokeand whiskey and unsung lyrics on Nyx’s tongue. He saw that wicked flash ofsilver in his eyes when he pulled away and left Noctis breathless like healways did.

He perched against his hip and hummed in languorouscontentment as Nyx started to play. Something traditional, slow and steady andfull of promise for the days to come. The crowd buzzed with discordant lyricsand off-tune humming in time with the melody, but no one cared aboutcorrectness down in Kingsglaive. People slung arms around each other, kissedstrangers if they wanted to kiss someone, clicked glasses, caught confetti intheir champagne, and made the night last forever if they could.

Noctis looped his arms around Nyx’s neck and settled hisface into the crook of his neck, feeling the way his arm moved over the keyswhere it was reaching around his back. The melody thrummed from Nyx’s throatbeneath his cheek, as warm as a heartbeat. He’d take him back to Altissia withhim this year. He’d write that story, the big one, and then he’d writefairytales, he thought. He’d write about ice cream castles in the snow, aboutmerfolk singing in the ocean, even about the secret, dark place of laughter andlove underneath a glimmering kingdom. He’d help Nyx write love songs, have himplay the one he wrote just for him every night.

“It’s going to be a good year,” he murmured beneath thechorus of cheers and lifting jazz.

“You’re damn right, baby blues.”

amid-a-lightless-place replied to your post: amid-a-lightless-place replied to your post: ...

Yeah I totally feel ya, some times Im like nah… just gonna fast travel lol. As for the load time. even though its an open word there are ‘zones’. they just usually load while you’re driving. I noticed this cuz I would fly though at top speed and now and then hit a quick loading screen cuz the car was going to fast I guess lol. So I think, depending on if you in the same 'zone’ or if you have to load up a totally different part of the map makes the load time longer. :3

!!! You’re a genius. We should map these zones out it could be important for glitch exploration. 

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How did you do that?! But yeah it’s crashed on me a few times. It’s not hard to get the fish back, just annoying lol

Well, I started today off with 10 durability remaining. That soon fell to 1. Then a *lucky* catfish nibbled the last of it and somehow the line didn't break?

amid-a-lightless-place = amidalogicdive

Probably post this a few times so people see it - wanted something that had my writing name in it as well and I and a few others liked this lol.

amid-a-lightless-place is now amidalogicdive

Like the Lucis Caelums/Izunias, the surname of Aldercapt was not the original surname of the house. Instead, it was Roth, a surname that roughly translates to spilling the blood of an ancient class of soldier, or rot.  Typically, only the ascended emperor and his consort are able to utilize the name of Aldercapt, but generations after, it is only the heir apparent who can bear the surname of Aldercapt alongside the ruling emperor and his wife, which Safay would’ve, were it not for his premature death twelve years ago.

Fic Writer: E and X :3

E: What character do you identify with most?  Is there a certain fic of yours that captures these qualities particularly well?

Ooo tough one. I think I identify most with Prompto. Nervous energy with a hidden determination. Putting other people first but never feeling like I’m worth the same. I dunno if any of my fics really reflect it, but I hope that people can see that in Prompto when I write him!

X: How would you categorize your fanfic reading? Are you a voracious reader? Do you carefully pick and choose? Something in between?

I am actually a very picky reader ^^; if the description doesn’t intrigue me, and the tags don’t tell me what I’m going into, chanced are I won’t look at it. Which, on the other hand, kind of stresses me out because I worry that people are doing the same thing with my fics. I stress that my descriptions just aren’t interesting enough. 

tl;dr I’m a pick and choose kind of reader. But I also love to check out recommendations :3

FFXV MOODBOARD: ☁️ Noctis x Lunafreya☁️

“When the world falls down around you, and hope is lost, when you find yourself alone, amid a lightless place, look to the distance. Know that I am there, and that I watch over you always.„

amid-a-lightless-place replied to your post: Just a heads up - expect to see lots of Johan Akan...

I am 100% ok with this, RL Nyx is always welcome on my dash! Anyway hes hot lol

AGREED and he seems like a total sweetheart. I don’t have Twitter but thankfully he started posting to Tumblr, too *thumbs up*

1, 2, 4 , 19 for end of year fic look back! :3

end of the year fic asks

1. favorite fic you wrote this year

this is actually harder to answer than I thought it would be. I’m really proud of most of what I wrote this year! pretty much everything in Dark At Night I’m super happy with, especially the earlier installments like Hello Heaven and Like Poetry. I’m also obsessing over Secret Ingredients as of late. Five Kisses; I’m still really happy about how that turned out, too

2. least favorite fic you wrote this year

Sleepless In Specs. mostly because it went in a completely different direction than I meant to take it and I’m annoyed that it had the audacity to have a mind of its own. I kinda wish I’d been bolder with it and did something more romantic with the prompt than how it turned out

4. total number of words you wrote this year

according to ao3, i’ve written 315,343words. that’s discounting all the snippets and headcanons and any other flyaways throughout the year

19. any new fics to start next year

to start? i’m mostly focusing on finishing what i’ve already started, but if I do make a dent in that, there’s a slow burning nyxnoct idea i’ve always wanted to do. like one of those fics where literally nothing else happens but your two faves dealing with their feelings for each other and it’s all just good, wholesome pining and introspection and fleeting glances until it all comes to a head in that one lightning bolt of a chapter that you and your readers have been waiting for. i wanna do something like that, you know what i’m talking about. also i have a crowuna au i’ve been itching to try. and maybe some other final fantasies to try and explore.

amid-a-lightless-place replied to your post: Is the fast travel function or Ignis just driving...

depends on how far you’re going. if its close it loads pretty fast. If you’re going across the map the load times a little longer. I just like to drive to listen to the music and see them being dorks in the car lol

Oh! Well that’s good to know! And weird. I do enjoy them being dorks in the car, but sometimes I’m at Galdin and need to go to the Vesperpool, and my ADHD doesn’t let me last that 9 hour drive, y’know?