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Basch

Final Fantasy XII

ruinimpendent

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Balthier

Final Fantasy XII

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Larsa

Final Fantasy XII

hipotion

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Venat

Final Fantasy XII

hereticgod

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Ramza

Final Fantasy Tactics

throw_stone

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Haurchefant

Final Fantasy XIV

shieldness

victory_road

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Nero tol Scaeva

Final Fantasy XIV

betterthangarlond

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Alisaie

Final Fantasy XIV

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Urianger

Final Fantasy XIV

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Moenbryda

Final Fantasy XIV

scholaraxe

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Minfilia

Final Fantasy XIV

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Yda

Final Fantasy XIV

yda

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Lyse

Final Fantasy XIV

lyse

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Y'shtola

Final Fantasy XIV

cleric_stance

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Nero smol Scaeva

Final Fantasy XIV

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"Bahasaie"

Final Fantasy XIV

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Lalabrea

Final Fantasy XIV

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Papalyda

Final Fantasy XIV

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Emmanelle

Final Fantasy XIV

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Rose Bandit

Final Fantasy XIV

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Th'ancred Nuhn

Final Fantasy XIV

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Miscarlet

Final Fantasy XIV

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Sasaxia Saxia

Final Fantasy XIV (OC)

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Velas'to Faegyln

Final Fantasy XIV (OC)

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Faya Rose

Final Fantasy XIV (OC)

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Prompto

Final Fantasy XV

sunnysidewalkstreet

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fae uri :3c

The fact that Urianger was claimed by the faerie had become known to many. Not really outside the group of the Scions and their allies, but to them, it was known.

However, the fact he'd retreated to his fae hangout, what he called his world tree, was slightly worrying. He still helped when asked, and still cared for the Lopporits and the such, but there was a strange aura around the Elezen-faerie.

Even moreso when he'd begun to clearly keep secrets again, though he had promised it was not anything that would harm others. Yet, here he was, opening his house to others again. He remained in his Astrologian robes, his antlers worn proudly. (He was so proud whenever they came in!)

A path of flowers led to him, where he sat in silence by the massive roots of his home, a few wild beasts having made their way to rest around him. But perhaps he slipped a bit too much - he was not paying attention, and for a moment, it would be visible - the absolute pain and despair on his face, as he looked at the wild deer around him.

But he would soon hide it, as he heard another approach...

snek time

[ It really wasn't that the Resonant was scary. It was, well, the fact she'd woken up as a half-snake woman. Whispers about the summoning of Lakshmi having influenced her, just a simple mistake. To think, a Man could be turned into a Beast...

Fordola had fled, before she was experimented on more. She felt awful - she'd abandoned her men, for gods sake! (Ironically, saving their lives. For she never fired the cannon. For they were not slaughtered before the cannon could be disabled by Estinien.) But imperials had been sent out to take care of their little escaped snake.

Thankfully, Fordola had found a comfortable place, out of the way. Sunbeams hit just right, and she could warm herself up - the feathers on her hips felt weird, though. That wasn't Ananta-like... but she didn't care. (She did not know she was not an Ananta, but more cockatrice-esque.) She had to hide from the Empire... and the Alliance...

Just what would she do now? Other then sunbathe and notice this area was oddly... well-maintained. ]

soft birbs

[ It had been a foolish mis-step. Urianger (and Elidibus, elsewhere) had been exposed to the most extreme of Sharlayan trap in the Great Gubal Library. If a thief triggered such... well, they usually wouldn't be leaving. Why not keep those who wished to be with the books as a guardian?

It was a dark secret. And Urianger had been exposed to it. Thankfully, his magic and the others had stilled it, slowed it - and now he was a half-Skatene man.

Urianger had found himself staying in Dravania, not feeling he could return to the Waking Sands. Not while he was like this. He didn't know if the curse would continue, or if he would become too defensive.

And then the pains had come, and he had begun to nest. Thankfully, he found somewhere safe to nest... not so thankfully, it was out in the open. So perhaps people would see the robed figure who seemed to just be sitting out in the open.

Thankfully, he didn't look too different from a distance. And he had brought some of the books with him. So now he read, letting out soft whistles. ]

soft cuteness might end up a little nsfw

[ It had been a bit since the Maiden and the Exarch had gone full crystal, and Bolormaa had decided today was the day. She was wiggling, excited, and looking right at him. ]

Raha? I think it's time to make you... presentable. I mean, to people who aren't Lyna or me or Cid or Nero. You know, to people who don't know about what we are.

[ She had come armed. With... makeup and paint. ]

muselist - oops all ff14 edition

Alisaie

journal

muse strength: 4/5

Alisaie

journal
AU, fused with Bahamut
muse strength: 5/5

Bolormaa

journal
Main version
muse strength: 5/5

Bolormaa

journal
WoL version
muse strength: 5/5

Celcus

journal
A Thancred sibling.
muse strength: 3/5

Cid

journal

muse strength: 3/5

Cordis

journal
Pre-2.0
muse strength: 3/5

Cordis

journal
Post-2.0
muse strength: 4/5

Fordola

journal
In Aefenglom
muse strength: 4/5

G'raha

journal
Girl
muse strength: 3/5

Haurchefant

journal
will replace icons asap
muse strength: 3/5

Igeyorhm

journal

muse strength: 2/5

Lahabrea

journal

muse strength: 3/5

Lahabrea | Zale

journal

muse strength: 5/5

Lyse

journal

muse strength: 4/5

Minfilia

journal

muse strength: 5/5

Miscarlet

journal
time loop au urianger
muse strength: 3/5

Moenbryda

journal

muse strength: 4/5

Nabriales

journal

muse strength: 2/5

Nero

journal

muse strength: 4/5

Nero

journal
nero smol scaeva
muse strength: 4/5

Papalymo

journal

muse strength: 2/5

Ryne

journal

muse strength: 4/5

Tau Weapon

journal
An AU Aulus
muse strength: 4/5

Th'ancred Nunh

journal

muse strength: 5/5

Urianger

journal
Also at ~aetherialslumber
muse strength: 5/5

Warrior of Light | Elidibus

journal
My FF14 verse
muse strength: 2/5

Y'shtola

journal
Godly AU
muse strength: 3/5

Y'shtola

journal

muse strength: 3/5

lighthunter and her commander

[ It wasn't that the Lighthunter had become obsessed, per say, with the ability to fight the Light that stole Garlemald away, or so she claimed. The very Light that threatened to devour her soul, that roared in the loneliness and desires of her former Lord Zenos. The desires that devoured her mind, made her desperate.

And then she had been skewered with her own armour. And treated as if it was wrong... wrong to desire what consumed. Gently, painfully, she limped out - to go to Prastha, to report. ]

Ser. I apologize for the situation with the savage-- our guest. I simply thought--!!

[ Her salute was weak. She missed Garlemald so much... ]

(no subject)

[ The two of them - Thancred and Lahabrea, fully powered - had decided to go to the First (to a slightly different one. Ssh.). To take care of the Minfilias. Give them new bodies, and a chance though time. The Exarch? He was a little surprised to see these two, but had accepted their help...

...even if Lahabrea complained a lot about working with him. But over the last few months, strange Carbuncle-like faeries had been appearing. And Lahabrea was still upset by them... though perhaps today, Thancred would find out why?

Because Lahabrea had taken off his mask in his Hrothgar body, beginning to sneeze, as one had crawled onto his chest. ] Damned pixies... if not for Waters and his children, I would devour you.

stealing more canon characters

[ Tau Weapon, as Nero had called the machine in Amons' labs, was half-aware that somebody was entering. But he was mostly preoccupied on his experiments, hooked into so many machines... machines that were still growing fleshy beasts.

That explained how they kept getting beasts to protect the Tower...

He barely looked up at the Miqo'te entering, mistaking the presence for: ]

Emperor Xande. A welcome surprise - have you come for my most recent report?

[ He spoke fluent Allagan. What else would he speak? But he remained in his large chair, body still clearly disabled, mechanical hands beginning to hover and linger, moving to touch G'raha. To examine him. ]

shb-related things

owo

new lahabrea/thancred :>

[ Lahabrea had been trying to get Thancreds' body here, where he'd paused time, for days. (He thinks so, anyway. He isn't as skilled, and often tends to lose track.) Why was it so hard this time?

...Was he going soft? No, that couldn't be it. Thancred would have noticed Lahabrea vanishing for a bit.

And he's returned with pastries, and some water as well. ]

...You louts need to eat. So. Eat.

good cattes

[ It wasn't that G'raha Desch - heiress to all in the Crystal Tower - had slept this whole time. She had woken, and begun to call to who she could aid. Trying to reach the Warrior of Light. But she still remained away from people, remained thinking her Tower was not intruded.

Until, one time, she saw Theta Weapon. They had stared, and Theta had vanished. And yet, now she knew.

And now, she was on the hunt for others. One arm turned to crystal, robes now covering her body. She roamed, sometimes interrupting the Adventurers who explored. They weren't the one.

She did not expect the one she'd be meeting today... ]

tentacles

[ It wasn't that Urianger had gone missing, per-say. With the Dragonsong War, things had been busy elsewhere. None would pay attention to him - notice the weirdness going on. A child vanishing, people moving out of Vesper Bay.

More and more vanishing. No messages from Urianger. Okay, maybe he had vanished. But now, word had finally gotten out. One of the Warriors of Darkness had come to the Scions, of all people. Begging /them/ for help, some THING that wasn't a Primal that they knew of nor one they could end.

They had been ignored, a trap, or so people thought. Until an Ul'dahn managed to choke out something about a plant... THING in Vesper Bay. And so, Thancred had gone to look for it, while Alisaie still recovered from her poisoning and the Warrior of Light went to investigate Ixal activity.

The Waking Sands seemed to be where it was coming from. ]

ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ

[ The Crystal Tower was quiet. Even with a group living there, the halls were quiet - until footsteps began to echo down the halls. A single figure had entered. He would have broken in, but nothing was broken.

He stood outside one bedroom in paticular. Taking a deep breath in, Elidibus - no, the Warrior of Light who carried that name - entered. Unaware one of the two resting in there was awake.

To collect and take Bolormaa, for what he planned, he needed to come to Xandes' old bedroom, adapted for the ones who lived there. His own Light was not enough. And after feeling power flow, she was strong enough now. If they worked together...

...well, that would be something he discussed with her. He stepped forward, in his armour. Until he noticed the other. The Miqo'te, turned to a robot. G'raha Tia, heir of the Allagan Empire. So this would be what he had to confront... something simple, he hoped. One who carried blood of a previous iteration, one who carried a new one forward. Another of the most queer of this one. Just as this whole damn tower was.

Elidibus didn't notice how Bolormaa shuddered, how her body was in pain. ]

new years fluff

[ why hello g'raha, Bolormaa has just re-appeared on New Years' Eve. Quietly holding him, her clothes messy. With mostly dust, and a bit of scattered crystal. The same colour as Bolormaa goes when she's injured.

She's shaky, but quiet. Came home before going towards the New Years' Party the Scions-Ironworks are to hold, their massive group. ]

stealing a soft fluffy meme~

NON-SEXUAL INTIMACY MEME
Intimacy is NOT necessarily about full sexual contact. Intimacy is all about two people forming a connection and bond between them. That involves becoming best friends, trusting each other, knowing each other, understanding each other. Intimacy is grown and developed, it can't be rushed.

Nonsexual forms of intimacy can add a great deal of depth and variety to fiction. On one end of the spectrum, they provide extra steps to support the journey from meeting a potential mate through romance, sex, and marriage. In the middle, they convey the import of family and professional connections, distinguishing those from more casual acquaintances. On the other end, they form much of the glue in primary relationships for people who don't base their ties on sexuality. Sex is valuable, but it's not everything.

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psl time

It was common for somebody new to blow in. But somebody who had such innocent eyes (well, singular eye) like Perrin? Now that was rare. Rumours, of course, followed the strange short man. That they'd crossed from coast to coast. That they were stronger then they looked.

That they were a one man army, and had come to the Boston Capital to control it, like the strange path carved though the Wasteland in general. The one known as the King, able to take down entire factions if they got on his wrong side. Myths had been built up.

But could that really be the same guy who casually slept just outside Goodneighbour, only roaming in during the day? Who seemed to be willing to help people no matter what - not asking for favours?

Just what was this man with a massive scar though his face and a limp in his step up to...?

♦️ :3 ♦️

generic psl beginning place!!

roleswap au

messing with stuff???

mammet time

[ Bolormaa had been so proud that she'd gotten another room for her house in Shirogane - one that she'd been so hyped to set up! However, she's been spending a lot of time in there - and she'd told G'raha she'd be reading with him later. More books had come from Heaven-on-High, after all, and the two of them worked well together!

But, today, Bolormaa was still sitting in the room. It looked like a small one-person house in a single room, for... all these Wind-up Minions. But she let out a whine - because, well. ]

Yotsuyu - please stop trying to hurt Hien? I don't know what you're thinking...

[ ...She didn't even call them wind-up. ]

bolormaa meets cosmos

[ If Bolormaa - the inheritor of the Will of Harmony - was to become a true goddess, she needed to stop spending her time pinned to Thancred. And so, she had taken to roam this world of Conflict. This world she wished to end - but at the same time, it was wonderful to have everybody in this realm. She'd made such good friends, but Conflict hurt. Pleasing Shinryu hurt so very many - could they not have a world of peace?

However, Bolormaa had not wandered this way before, from the city that had sprung up as Warriors prepared to see the next Iteration - the next cycle. (The 15th had begun, but all they could do was witness it until Shinryu grew bored and devoured the world of Eos. Then they'd have a chance to fight) At least, she was sure she hadn't - the Au Ra-esque Manikin felt an odd sense as she wandered forward. Had she been here before? Had Minfilia, in her role of inheriting this Will before her? The ground had turned to a soft wetness, and it felt... warm. Familiar. Her scales glimmered with the power of Hydaelyn, and she couldn't help but get out her grimoire - holding it close.

For she saw somebody else, on the throne in the center. Though Bolormaa didn't want to look threatening, she did look rather defensive. Without her family by her side, Bolormaa felt... nervous. But she still stepped forward, her head bowed. ]

Pray excuse me.