#amarout

[oathkeeper-kima]

Of Final Days and Final Hope

(if you ever see me online and in the amarout instance for far too long: no you don't 🫣)

#ffxiv #ffxiv glamour #gpose #my gpose #ff14 #femroe #roegadyn #ffxiv wol #shadowbringers #dark knight #amarout

[jadebrightwind]

It's a long time coming, but I finally finished the next one! Featuring Emet-Selch and Amarout! These will be appearing on Redbubble soon!

#ffxiv fanart #ffxiv #emet selch #final fantasy online #final fantasy #emet #emet-selch #ff14 #ffxivonline #final fantasy xiv #ffxiv hades #hades #final fantasy fanart #final fantasy 14 #amarot #amarout #digital art #artists on tumblr #candle art #prayer candle #ffxiv art

[yeyinshiya]

A flower. Yes. Upon your return, I shall gift you a beautiful flower.

#elpis #ffxiv #ffxiv art #ff14 #flower #hermes #meteion #amarout #endwalker #shadowbringers #ew #shb #twined flower #纏花 #traditional art #art #手工 #手作り

[new-old-friend]

Azem: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.

Emet-Selch: That's great, Azem. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 900 fucking years.

#valentione's day in Amarout #azemet #ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #ff14 #final fantasy incorrect quotes #totally correct quotes #endwalker spoilers #azem emet selch #new-old-friend

[impossible-rat-babies]

i dunno maybe this is me being kinda picky and in a mood because all the expansions do this, but how endwalker carries “flow” through all of the instrumentals is like I’d rather just listen to “flow” itself. it’s so heavy handed in some of the instrumentals that i get a bit meh about the song once I can start placing lyrics. it takes away from the instrumentals for me

#it’s kinda just. everywhere and it cheapens it a bit #I can figure why it’s everywhere since hydaelyn is watching you through the whole expansion #but like…..when it’s this sad song is just flow a different way and this sad song is just it in this format and old Sharlayan #has it too and thavnair has the same remix on flow I’m just like. can we get Some Variety Please #not to be ShB on main but it’s so much more diverse while still keeping to the themes? #I love flow it’s just oversaturated a bit imo #owen plays ffxiv #endwalker spoilers #GIVE ME THE VARIETY OF IL MHEG #TO AMAROUT TO RAK TIKA I am begging you square #like Eulmore and crystarium both have parts of the main theme of ShB but they feel Different

[tinytveit]

hes shadowbringering!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#amarouting. currently #callie plays ffxiv #actually his theory isnt too far off azem but. hes not ready lol

[displacedarchon]

I'm both obsessed with 1920's glamour shots and how Amarout has an Art Deco vibe to it. Can't stop thinking about my Azem having Clara Bow vibes when she's not covering her face with her bangs. dhaskjda Also obsessed with the idea that her eye colour shows up, even when the photo is taken in black and white.

#azem #my art

[scrollsfromarebornrealm]

Prompt #21: Grave

She could see magic now.

If she wanted to.

Riven stood at the edge of the cliff, her eyes fixed on the recreated Amarout. From a distance the cityscape was beautiful... but there were now too many horrific memories there for her to take pleasure in the view. The vision of the Final Days, the battle with Emet-Selch, and now Elidibus's nightmare gauntlet. The city was nothing more than a grave, a husk of what the original had once been. Riven let her gaze unfocus, letting the aetherical weavings and spells that made up Amarout appear before her eyes. Emet-Selch had sunk in a great deal of power into his creation. It would be centuries--possibly a millennium or more, for Amarout to fade. Riven let the spell-sight fade, her eyes returning to normal.

The three of you were one, once.

No more Ardbert. Only her and Valefor.

Remember us. Remember that we once lived.

No more Ascians. Only the damage--and the questions they had left behind.

Zodiark and Hydaelyn. The eldest and most powerful of primals. Or should I say...Eikons?

The stone of Azem was cool in her hand. The summoning spell that had felt strangely familiar to her as she had invoked it.

You are not her! You can never be her! I sought to kill you, broken husk of aether!

Valefor was at peace, Emet's death having granted it. But she had questions...that they might never know the answer to. Elidibus had been too far gone for that. Riven's fingers curled around the stone. For a brief moment, she considered hurling it towards Amarout, to watch it fall into the dark city's depths. Whatever this last reminder of Emet-Selch was, Riven wasn't too sure if she wanted it or not.

#ffxiv #ffxiv write 2023 #ffxiv-ffxvi au (the other one) #uncomfortable feelings were had

[yzeltia]

FFXIVwrite2023 29.Contravening

Characters: Azem(Gelos/U'rahn), Emet-Selch, Elidibus Expansion: Endwalker Rating: T Notes: N/A

“No.”

Emet-Selch didn’t bother to look up to Azem as he gave his answer. It was always something with him, usually trouble. This request didn’t seem to be any different and he refused to set his eyes upon him when took off his mask.

“C’mon C’mon. You’re being unfair. I think it would do him some good. A well traveled person would certainly make for a better Emissary.” 

“You insist on testing my patience don’t you. Elidibus would not be in his position if he were not fit for the role upon nomination.”

“And are we not always chasing betterment for the star? Personal growth and all that other stuff?”

Emet-Slech still refused to dignify the protest by looking up, continuing to read throug his paperwork while Azem fussed about in frustration.

“The only thing you are seeking to nurture is your youthful passions. The Convocation will not abide you running off with another member, especially given our history with the last two who held your seat. It was hard enough to get a consensus on you, we do not need to make our power weaker by needing a second seat.”

“I’m Venat or Methe! I will not just vacate my seat. My…My ego likes it too much,” Azem huffed, crossing his arms.

“Yes, I know. The Hero of Ethryis? The Traveler was not good enough for you.”

“Not this again. Hade-”

“Don’t you dare say it,’ Emet-Selch spat, “It will not be allowed. Did Lahabreha’s indulgence not prove to the dangers of such distractions? Enough begging. Elidibus will remain in Amarout until the Convocation sees fit that the Emissary is needed elsewhere or we approve your little lovers’ retreats.”

Gelos flushed then punched his fist against the table in frustration. 

“I don’t need your permission…what are you going to do? Censure me again? If Themis wants to-”

“Elidibus,” Emet-Selch hissed, “Put your mask on and leave my presence or I’ll put you on loan to Hermes and have him throw you into the Gymnasuion Agonon and let his people’s creations pummel you to your senses lest you cause trouble for the Emissary. You are used to censure, he is not.”

Gelos grit his teeth then put his hands into Emet-Selch’s papers, scattering them all about before sharply making a turn to storm off, cursing as he pulled on his mask and let it smack against his face. Striding through the halls of the Convocation, he found his wrist seized. Startled, he jumped back, pulling his captor toward him.

“Azem!”

Gelos flushed under his mask as he found Eldibus looking up at him.

“When do we get to head off?”

The taller man balled his fists as he heard the hope in the other’s voice. His mouth opened, but he could not bring himself to tell the other it wasn’t going to happen. Instead, he inhaled deeply and leaned in to steal a kiss.

“I’m needed elsewhere for a time and Emet-Selch will no doubt have you see urgent business soon. When I return, I’ll bother him about our traveling again.”

Elidibus nodded, letting Azem pull back to go.

“Then I’ll await your return, Gelos.”

His name stopped him in his tracks. With a whine, he turned, stealing yet another kiss before running off to find a map and random location for him to fly off to, hoping work would ease his guilt and longing.

#final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #ff14 #ffxiv oc #ff xiv #ffxiv miqo'te #u'rahn nuhn #elidibusxazem #elidibus #azem #gelos/u'rahn #emet selch #themis #themisxwol

[rainofaugustsith]

Observation on the scale of the Warrior of Light vs. the ancients and aetherytes. Generally the aetherytes the WoL finds are large, but not gargantuan. Here's one in the Peaks.

The ancients are depicted as being considerably larger than modern-day people of any species on the star. So when your Warrior of Light is moving through the ancients' spaces, like the ghost city or the actual ruins of Amarout in the Ondo enclave, they are tiny next to the aetherytes.

That's true on the moon too, which was constructed to the ancients' scale.

Yet, in Elpis, the WoL is 'scaled' to the size of the ancient when they're given enough aether to manifest in the past. Since we know the WoL has canonically gone back and forth to Elpis several times now, they apparently can not only travel through time and space but now scale themselves to that environment. This aetheryte in Elpis is exactly the same as the others design-wise. In this space, though, the WoL is also larger. In the others, they don't even come up to the bottom spokes on this aetheryte design.

#ffxiv #rain talks ffxiv #endwalker spoilers #shadowbringers spoilers

[archivumesoterica]

4. Top 5 Locations?

A tough question! There are so many beautiful and awesome locations in xiv it's hard to slim it down.

1) The Silver Bazaar, Western Thanalan

A fairly ordinary location, all told, but it holds a special place in my heart as it was where I did my first set of very intentional gposing. Still remember waiting around forever for a clear night sky so I could capture Ard doing some star gazing at the cliffs. It's also the location I later returned to when posing tools started becoming a thing to play with a couple characters relaxing at the edge of the docs.

2) Amarout

I get this is definitely a cheat answer because it captured a lot of people because of the Reveal and story implications, but I also just love it so much for the fantasy-tinged modernist architecture and detailing.

3) The underwater section of the Lochs

Just seeing the salt-encrusted remains of old Ala Mhigo is equally stunning and chilling; haunting in a similar way to Pompeii. And the shining salt crystals floating about like stars... it's really enchanting.

4) Lakeland

Look man, it's a bright purple forest strewn with ruins, I don't know what else to say. I'm a sucker for this kind of shit.

5) Hidden Tear, The Peaks

I've always thought this structure was really pretty, and it struck me the first time I wandered up there. I really need to find an excuse to do some gposing up there...

#asks answered #sjofn-lofnsdottr #tumblr apparently decided I didn't get to know I had an ask for over 24 hours #and then I struggled to pear it down for a good while #so sorry it's a bit late #but thanks for the ask! #it was fun to think intently about these places again

[jadebrightwind]

Emet-Selch from the past! A companion piece to the first that I neglected to upload earlier. I'll be putting this on redbubble soon as well!

#ffxiv fanart #ffxiv #emet selch #final fantasy online #final fantasy #emet #emet-selch #ff14 #ffxivonline #final fantasy xiv #ffxiv hades #hades #final fantasy fanart #final fantasy 14 #amarot #amarout #digital art #artists on tumblr #candle art #prayer candle #ffxiv art

[summonee]

FFXIV and the Amarout of More

One of the things that stands out being a huge fan of Shadowbringers and reading Thomas More's Utopia which the name Amarout and Hythlodaeus (A name which means, literally, speaker of nonsense) come from is that I can begin to see Emet-Selch's role as a voice of an ideal utopia, that which he claims Amarout to be.

As many others have pointed out Amarout is designed by More as a place which cannot exist, but this is missed and the work is read as a manifesto instead of a dialogue like the classic Greeks. Rather than a one-sided debate by Hythloday, the work features More as a character who debates with the rationality of creating an ideal society in our realistic society. Hythloday, already an unreliable narrator, denies this as folly, while More proposes a more moderate approach, creating a dialogue.

Emet-Selch in his narrations of the glory of Amarout and why We Should All Die To Bring Them Back, ironically voices Hythloday and his belief that modern society is corrupt and the only way to reach perfection is to go back to a civilised time. Like Hythloday, he doesn't believe that the modern world is worth saving when the roots are corrupt.

But unlike Hythloday, Emet-Selch has really tried spending the last 10,000 years actually trying to see if the world that wasn't a utopia could be saved. But he sees "unsundered life" as feeble and worth of death. He is unable to forget the world that he wants with the world that is, unable to synthesise the ideals of Hythloday with the pragmatism of More. In a way, you could view Emet-Selch as a parody of those who read Utopia as a manifesto.

(I also find it interesting how Emet-Selch, clothed in the bombastic garb of the Garlean Empreror, strolls through a fake Amarout of faceless, sexless copies of people he once knew, much like Hythloday never describes Amaroutines individuals, only the collective. It's a shot that sticks in my mind).

#ffxiv #shadowbringers #emet-selch

[new-old-friend]

Hythlodeus: A pessimist sees a dark tunnel.

Venat: An optimist sees light at the end of the tunnel.

Azem: A realist sees a freight train.

Hades: The train driver sees three idiots standing on the tracks.

#not a good idea reading these thing while eating #i was chocking with the pizza #final fantasy incorrect quotes #hythlodeus venat hades azem #typical day in amarout #new-old-friend

[impossible-rat-babies]

we finished the twinning last night and oof. Ooof ffxiv really can just hurt like that huh

#the people of the future putting the trust in those in the past #putting their trust in G’raha to see them to a new future even knowing theirs was doomed #and if that him and the warrior of light succeeded that they would be doomed #they would ceases to exist save for in the memories of G’raha #I! wanna! talk! about! G’raha! having! see! the! terrible! future! #he saw the world rip itself apart still ages and ages after the worst of the conflict was gone #it was still Terrible mind you but he saw the world at it’s utter worst #with no hope of someone like the warrior of light saving them bc even this conflict had claimed their life #but still! he worked with these people and hoped and prayed for a better tomorrow #worked to make a better tomorrow by saving those of the past #god the way he had to have stomached the grief and loss of the warrior of light and still carried on #even feeling as if this conflict was beyond him to save. that this was a job for one of his heroes of old #he carried on. he took the grief and turned it into a driving force to save the future #it’s so interesting to think of how the exarch grew from those roots #and the community he built makes sense in that #more than that he built an oasis for people he created this community #just….seeing how much the crystarium is a reflection and extension of G’raha as a person and as a leader is so narratively fun #and the symbolism and weight of that #something something about comparing that to Eulmore or even stretching that to thinking about amarout #Owen plays ffxiv #owen ffxiv spoilers

[ievaxol]

falling asleep to the sound of the other’s heartbeat for the sharing a bed prompts. :3

G'raha is no stranger to exhaustion, how it can sink into the skin and settle snug and tight around every bone. He'd hit the ground running once he'd awakened to the Eight Umbral Calamity and hadn't ever really stopped; this, however, is the worst it's been for a long time.

He's been on his feet for near 72 hours, ever since being hauled out of the waters of the Tempest.

Emet-Selch, bullet wound, Amarout, the blinding Light followed by blessed Dark, getting back home — his teeth are buzzing, his vision bleary, still sleep won't come to him.

Next to him the Warrior is resting, looking smaller than they ever have before underneath the heavy covers. They'd been examined up and down by a dozen different chirurgeons after collapsing upon their return to the Crystarium and all of them said the same thing — we can't find anything wrong, just let them sleep.

Just let them sleep.

Easier said than done, G'raha finds; evidently he is not the only one, as the Scions quickly scrambled up a makeshift schedule for keeping watch at their bedside.

G'raha suppresses a yawn as he checks the chronometer — twenty minutes until Alisaie comes to relieve him — and then gently brushes a hand over the Warrior's fringe. It's damp with sweat, stringy in a way he knew they normally wouldn't allow and it only adds to the lump that's been growing in his throat.

The Warrior doesn't stir and the covers have stopped moving, that soothing up-and-down he's been watching so vigilantly. Did he lose track of time when he yawned? Wicked white, what if he fell asleep?

Are they —

He leans down, breath caught in his throat.

Are they — !

Underneath his ear, faintly, he can make out the rhythmic thumps of life. Relief lances through him and he slumps forward, boneless. For a moment it is as though he is outside of his body, watching himself let slip warm wet tears over the Warrior's chest from the Ocular.

It lasts only for what feels like a brief moment before he snaps back into himself, the weight of a hand on his shoulder.

"'Tis well that you slept, because I was on the verge of knocking you out myself." Alisaie's voice is measured, but fond. "They wouldn't want to wake up only to see you keel over next."

#ok ending it there bc its Growing into a beast #wolgraha #wol x g'raha #ffxiv fanfic #ask to tag #mine writing #thank you for the prompt this was significantly less fluffy than i think was the intent #but i had fun hehe #ask #starshadow-witch