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“My free company’s gonna kill me.”
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curecriticalwounds · 1 year
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👍 Hera + Satsuki
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BNUUY.
Honestly, Satsuki has never seen a Viera before and she's still absolutely mystified by them. The very first time they ever met was because Satsuki couldn't resist pulling on her ears to see if they were real.
The rudeness of it all be damned, of course. Cause after all - she's dead. Most people can't see her. Only children and the occasional Weird Adult Who Has Bad Headaches. It's not like if she physically interacts with someone, they're going to immediately round about and notice her. Most will think it's just a weird chill.
So imagine her surprise when Hera does. She probably ran away after being noticed and gave Hera a small 'search the city for this goddamn kid' quest.
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tricoloredillusion · 1 year
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Maybe one day, Final Fantasy XIV verse for Neo.
The amusing thought of making her a Miqo’te comes from the fact that she would make a very good ‘asshole’ cat. And the inevitable inspiration I can get from the Cheshire Cat.
And as for class...
Neo would be kinda fitting for Red Mage, there's the rapier as a main weapon, could very much reference her fending abilities with her hidden blade (which doesn't stop being her main way of fighting), the black and white symbolism (two sides) and consequently the need of balance.
Maybe a bit more deep when not needed, but I find it interesting when one of the things around her character (and her symbol itself) references the id, ego and superego stuff, or how Neo herself is supposed to be the balance of those, to a point- plus, the usual aesthetic for Red Mages is classy and gracious, red color aside! I think they fit Neo.
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twinkle-art · 1 year
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going🚗💨eden raids
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mesherew · 15 days
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I've had this sketch sitting in my wip folder for months now so i slapped on some colors real quick
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akirakirxaa · 1 month
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POV: You're an NPC a few weeks after the Final Days were ended. You spy the Warrior of Light while going about your business.
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She seems to be on the mend and in good spirits. You think to yourself that you should ask her to do a mundane task for you.
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But you won't.
[Yes this was inspired by that picture of the cheetah with her cubs and the poster going "I want to cuddle them *zoom in on mama cheetah death glare* but I won't".]
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lesbianneopolitan · 4 months
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If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
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gunbreakmyheart · 1 month
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He's leaned back against a nearby wall, arms crossed in his signature fashion as he observes his surroundings. The letter instructed him to wait here for a meeting. Someone apparently had something they needed to speak with him about, so here he was. Just as he was figuring it some sort of prank, he turned when he heard footsteps approaching.
"Is someone there? I dare say you've kept me waiting long enough "
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voidtouched-blue · 8 months
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Starter for @musesofawolf - Kaleh'a
It was a generous gift for E-Sumi-Yan to provide her with a private place to continue her studies. Having excelled in Conjury at a quick pace, her skill had impressed the Padjal. While she was not granted the mark of the Elemental's chosen, he often sang their praises to her. It was like she had become a different person entirely. It felt strange to be offered such kindness by others. Cyra even had a hard time thanking him for his incredible kindness in providing her with his old cabin. The hut was simply vacant and had been for years, and he felt it was time to pass it on to someone who would put it to good use. With a whole new life ahead of her, she absolutely would.
Using the survival knowledge gained from her mentor, and some additional lessons learned from the Botanist's Guild in Gridania, she had set out into the Black Shroud on a mission: to fill her newly acquired home with drying herbs for use in both her studies, and her work as a healer. With the bounty of the forest at her doorstep, it would be rather easy to gather what she needed. She had the freedom that privacy granted, and could allow herself the opportunity to let the mask fall.
Cyra had neatly folded her robes reserved for her station and left them carefully stacked on the stand near her bed. Her trip today called for practicality, and wearing her healer's garb would only make it harder for her to maneuver into the smaller spaces for specific herbs. Donning a pair of weathered wraps to protect her feet, fitted leather trousers, and a layered tunic cinched with her belt made her ready for her foray into the wilderness. On her thick belt, she kept a sheathed dagger, a lantern, and a few pouches handy for any quick nicks or injury she might sustain from brambles or wild animals. Finally adding her satchel to her ensemble, and grabbing her staff for good measure, the young healer took a deep breath and finally set out into the forest.
In the first few hours of her small adventure, she was able to harvest some seeds to start a garden, and some thick bundles to hang from the ceiling. The unfortunate side of being so new to harvesting her own herbs was the lack of knowledge in how to avoid the brambles on some of the more difficult plants. She was grateful that she had the foresight to bring her own bandages, and reminded herself to find a leatherworker in the city to craft her some protective leather sleeves for her next adventure. Thankfully the nicks were superficial, but that didn't mean they bled any less. Sleeves rolled up, bandages out in full display, she hadn't even considered what kind of creatures the smell of it would attract.
Cyra had herself half-buried in a log when she heard it approach. This particular part of the Shroud had quite an aggressive pack of raptors. What she failed to remember was that this was also the territory of the Ziz. Large, bright-colored reptile-like birds that towered over most things in the Twelveswood. The Miqo'te had never hunted animals before, and hadn't anticipated being crept up on by a small pack that caught her uncomfortably close to their nesting grounds. But the largest of them all was a blue-back. It was the alpha of the group, and they had a tendency to encroach on the settlements in the area as they continued to expand their territory. This one in particular had become quite the problem for the Wood Wailers, and a bounty had been set up for any brave enough to eliminate it.
Finally reaching her quarry inside the rotting log, she stuffed the peculiar mushroom into her satchel and began the backwards crawl out. Right as she had seated herself in the dirt, she heard the brush rumble behind her. Her ears rotated quickly, picking up each step of the massive creature. The pace of her heart quickened. Snatching up her staff, she hopped to her feet.
"Just my luck." She sighed as the beast came into view. It's massive, tooth-lined beak clacking angrily as it approached. It's head bobbed as the blue-back sized her up. As small as he was, she wouldn't provide much of a meal, but easy prey was easy prey. She sniffed, and with a quick motion stuck her staff into the dirt. The creature's feathers bristled as it let out a short shriek, an admission of challenge.
"I haven't had enough exercise lately, this could be fun." She tilted her head to each side, and assumed a defensive stance, hand on the pommel of her dagger. Her tail flicked back and forth, ready and waiting for the beast to make its first strike.
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broadswordandpistol · 3 months
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"Animated pyramids. Now I have seen everything."
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phoebe-of-ivalice · 10 months
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“𝕀𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤.”
I love the Nier raids in FFXIV. It was a good time of friends and FC members doing content together during Shb. Finally was able to run them again during the last moogle tomes event and catch this gpose at the end of Tower at Paradigm Breach.
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mimble-sparklepudding · 7 months
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Prompt #28: Blunt.
I once tried a dalliance with Jacke,
But it turned out I don't have the knack,
He said "I'll be blunt,
You're no good at the front,
So perhaps you should try round the back?"
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Absolutely innocent and wholesome silliness.
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nuclearanomaly · 6 months
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Why fill it out once when you can fill it out twice 🤔 blank from here
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unhealthyloreeater · 3 months
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"It's yours Harry"
A silly picture I drew as a memorial for Pregnant Spiderman on FFXIV Cloud01 test server
I will always remember my dead son and his cursed legacy of never finding Harry Osborn
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akirakirxaa · 3 months
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[ day 5: companion ]
Sometimes a family can be your two husbands and your glittery purple dog.
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ooeygooeyghoul · 7 months
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I feel like I don't portray or talk about Shiun's dickhead gremlin side as much as I should. He's an antagonistic asshole that really only grins when he's being mean or beating someone/something up. He loves to be a cocky jerk to others, he loves getting into fights, he loves to cause problems for people that annoy him (and for people he likes as well, none are exempt).
Like, he absolutely hated Thancred when they first met cos he didnt like his attitude. He bullied him as much as he could through ARR, they bickered constantly. Shiun turned everything they did into a competition, always chased off the ladies Thancred was trying to woo, always had the last word in every argument. Sure that changes eventually, but the fact that he's a nuisance just as much as he's a loving bf has not changed.
He teams up with Alisaie to be the absolute worst menaces to society. The two bring out the worst in each other, build on each other, and he is her favorite partner in crime against anyone unfortunate enough to fall into their sights. Poor Alphinaud has fallen victim to many of their conniving plots.
He's overly fond of ale, and spends many a night loudly boasting about his heroic feats in local taverns. When he's drunk, his annoying and obnoxious traits are amplified by ten and he's often the instigator of barfights. The Scions have a tally board for how many times each of them has to go fetch him from one of his escapades.
Shiun is not as cool and stoic and pure-of-heart as I tend to show him being. Sorry for false advertising. He's awful, idk how anyone likes him.
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