#and you are a horrible Azem

[caladhel-iarian]

This started out a lot shorter than it eventually became.

I got the idea for this comic when a Lalafell flew by me on the goobbue mount and it made me remember how my friend always screamed whenever I used my goobbue mount to sneeze on him. It was all too easy to imagine Emet-Selch having a similar reaction to a goobbue's unfortunate defense mechanism--and even easier to figure out who might have created something like that.

Welcome to my Azem: remarkably smart and forethinking in some ways, incredibly thoughtless in others.

#art #my art #Final Fantasy XIV #Final Fantasy 14 #FFXIV #FF14 #Hythlodaeus #Emet-Selch #Hades #Azem #WoL #Warrior of Light #goobbue #Elpis #it's another beautiful day #and you are a horrible Azem #artists on tumblr

[thefinalwitness]

it is so important to me that you understand that emet-selch and esmerales LOVE each other to hell and back but there is not one single thing about their relationship that is remotely okay. it's toxic to the bone. it's absolutely unhinged. they suck SO much.

#the way emet-selch visibly frays from his pre-sundering self is so fascinating to me i think he's dangerously obsessed with azem #i think if he had the opportunity he would absolutely play god and try to restore his friend but make her 'better' #which is to say. take away everything that led to her desertion. #and in so doing having complete control over her in an extremely dangerous and horrible way #and don't get me wrong esmerales sucks too (because even when she finds out the truth she still chooses the ascians) #(and also bc she committed 10k years worth of crimes against humanity like genocide and fascism and never thought Hm Maybe This Is Wrong) #but emet-selch was so obsessed with getting his friend back that he created a fucking monster and loved her #something something you know fullmetal alchemist. where ed tries to remake his mom and she comes back so wrong. they're that except worse #esmerales #emet selch

[trans-estinien]

I just think that um. Themst.

#unsundered azem au #they are going to go on an ADVENTURE and it is going to be AWESOME #im rattling them at you violently i spent. way too fucking long on this. making Eleutherios and Hades hold hands is hard #i love you crime tools #crime tools let me create the gay shit thats rattling around in my head without having to draw it #which is nice because im horrible at finishing stuff

[warlordfelwinter]

it’s another of those things that gets too sad if you look at it too closely but i am this morning thinking about in my unsundered azem au, nysos once a year or at least once a century arranging an armistice with the other unsundered where they all meet up in like costa del sol or some shit for a beach day and no one is allowed to try to kill each other

#he allows the sundered ascians to come if they can be chill #on the surface it's funny #but actually there's no way helios would be able to manage this #because i don't think the others would agree to it #definitely not lahabrea #emet and elidibus would probably agree to an armistice at the beginning #but the longer they spend as enemies i think it would just become more painful #plus elidibus would fully not remember why he was there #which is what prompted this train of thought #atom told me to imagine elidibus in a hawaiian shirt to replace a horrible mental image he gave me #i'm just imagining at the end of the get together them all going their separate ways like #'bye i'm going to try and kill you tomorrow' #while smiling and waving #ffxiv #ffxiv spoilers #unsundered azem au #oc: dionysos (azem) #the tags will remain a record of his old name sjdlgn

[mmhberry]

You say “EmetWoL” to me and I sleep, I don’t even budge, however you say “Emet-Selch having unrequited feelings for Azem that he never confessed because they were sundered before he could and he sees the trace of the one he loved in WoL and there’s a giant conflict over how he sees them with a mix of hatred and sadness, for how to him they’re just a scattered copy of his dear friend and he looks at them with disgust, a reminder he lost everything, like the universe decided to spit on his face. But also having unresolved emotions and not being able to look at WoL in the eyes because they look so much like Azem and if he looked at them for too long he would just think this warrior is his beloved, and he almost wish the look on their face towards him was more tender so he could imagine it’s Azem for a moment. But this will never happen for the Warrior of Light has every right to hate a horrible man who decided to do all these atrocities and ruined millions of lives with the excuse of saving his people.”, you show to me that type of EmetWoL and I’m running round my room, I have the zoomies, I chew on my couch, I tear apart my carpet, I have the neuron activation, I love EmetWoL when it’s messy and full of angst and Emet-Selch is absolutely miserable and never get what he wants like he deserves for all his atrocities (affectionate)

#FFXIV #Final Fantasy XIV #Final Fantasy 14 #emet-selch #ffxiv emet selch #ffxiv shadowbringers #emetwol #azemet #I love Emet-Selch for being an ugly bitchy horrible old man stuck in the past #Love him when he's absolutely miserable

[designsdefiance]

Character Associations: M'seyli Rhel

✴EMOTIONS/FEELINGS✴

Protectiveness - there's a reason shield healing resonates with her so, she's spent the bulk of her life being very protective of M'kipfhi and it's only gotten stronger as time has gone on and she's collected more people she cares about

Affection - this girl is full of love!!! She's a very physically affectionate person and it really doesn't take a lot for her to grow deeply fond of you.

Uncertainty - she's got this in spades, though she's gotten good at hiding it. She never set out to be a hero and she spends a lot of time worrying about not being good enough and not fitting the part.

✴COLORS✴

Red - her favourite colour + one that makes up the bulk of her outfits, plus it's just a very fitting one. She's passionate, she's got a lot of anger, she's ultimately full of love <3

Sandy browns - the colour of home! There's nothing more soothing to her than the cliffs of Gyr Abania.

Yellow - this is more in association with people she loves- it's Krile's colour, it's Kipfhi's colour, it's Hashbrown's colour, everyone she cares about is yellow coded

✴SCENTS✴

Campfires - another one that reminds her of home, and long nights huddled with Kipfhi and their older peers sharing stories around a campfire

Petrichor - though once unfamiliar and strange to her after leaving Gyr Abania and first arriving in Gridania, it's a scent she's come to adore

Chocobos - listen she spends enough time with Hashbrown that the horse-bird-scent just clings to her and she doesn't realise okay!!!!

✴OBJECTS✴

Her red hair bow - though she's retired it as part of her look, it's Iconic. She'll never escape it. It's what everyone thinks of when they think of the Warrior of Light.

Hashbrown's harness - Hashbrown's been on her side for as long as she can remember, carried her on almost all of her journeys. She took the harness with her to the First and Ultima Thule as a way of keeping her constant companion by her side even when she couldn't physically follow.

Her nouliths - she won't be caught without them! Be it for combat or healing, she doesn't want to be without her tools.

✴BODY LANGUAGE✴

Physical affection - she's very rarely not literally hanging off the people she loves. Which is fine when it's Arenvald or her dad, and less so when it's Krile. Nobody escapes her smothering affection, it doesn't matter if they're the size of her boot.

Sitting in places she shouldn't - She's a cat and she's gay, this girl is incapable of sitting like a normal goddamn person.

Hand hearts, peace signs, etc - she's always doing something goofy with her hands

✴AESTHETICS✴

Cutesy! - her hairbows, hand hearts, fat cats, flower crowns, she's got a very strong "cutesy tomboy" vibe going on

The sun in the sky above the peaks of Gyr Abania

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tagged by @azems-familiar !! ty, this was fun to do even if it took me a hot sec thanks to me being horribl e at focusing on things :D tagging @duisarcusxiv @swiftcast-selene @ravenffxiv and @pistols-and-sickles if u guys wanna do this >:3

#ffxiv #oc: m'seyli

[abimee]

other people may be too scared to have hermes get sucked into the azem friendship circle but not me i think hythlo and hermes could make pretty decent ''were not friends but were in the same room so often that if i got my foot trapped in a window i would call you over to come help me instead of getting embarassed in front of the fire department'' comradery. when althaea has rats in her apartment and doesnt wanna kill them but gets scared theyre going to eat her maggots she makes them come over (hades wants nothing to do with it) and while althaea is busy choking back sobs theyre standing in her kitchen trying to move her fridge because they saw it go back there and they think its made its hole/nest there but neither of them can really get it moving, and theyre trying really hard to move this fridge and they know they cant just unmake it because althaea is very particular about her shit so hythlodaeus is using his amaurotine brittle bones to try andget this ice box MOVING and hermes is like hold on maybe i can get behind it and push it out and this is where they find out elpis researches are shredded because they have to tackle creatures twice their size, so heres hermes getting up on the kitchen counter and trying to stick his hands as far back behind the fridge as possible and hythlo trying to help by grabbing from the lower bottom sides to make it do a scoochie but little do they know hermes is about to produce a force not unlike that of a polar bears bite and the fridge moves forward just enough to scare hythlo into thinking the fridge might fall on him but it actually just rocks a little as it scoots forward. enough for them to find the hole in the wall the rat lives in and with a bit more wiggle room hermes can jump behind the fridge and push it back farther with his back while hythlo scrambles to get up on his feet. and now whence the fridge is out of the way and the hole is made they recognize that they had no plan for if they actually found and hole and just look at eacher before hermes proffers that they can just. stick their hand in the hole and see whats up. and hythlo is like is this what you do on elpis? and hes like yes. for golphers. and hythlos like golphers? and hes like dreadful golpher problem yes. and with nothing else to lose hythlo takes initative and sticks her hand in the hole and is actually sort of horrified to actually touch the mouse. and once again althaea (and hermes) take issue with just blowing up animals to aether so now hythlodaeus has a hand full of mouse (roof rat actually) with his arm elbow-deep in his girlfriend's wall and he doesnt know what to do. so he just slowly extracts the mouse out which makes althaea cry harder because now its PROOF she had a MOUSE IN HER HOUSE and her POOR BUGS WERE IN DANGER and she was a horrible bug mom to let them be in this danger. while hythlo holds a dusty roof rat in his hand. and hermes asks for the mouse and with nothing else to really do he hands it over and watches hermes slowly approaches althaea with it which only makes her start wailing harder until he waits for her to calm down enough to show her the mouse and start telling her about them and how they primarily feed on seeds and berries and were probably attracted to her bad habit of eating walnuts in bed. and he eventually calms althaea down enough to get her to hold the mouse and shes like Theyre sorta cute up close..... and she starts talking to it and looking at it in its big ol eyes before saying something like this shouldnt live in the city where it can get hurt but she'd feel horrible taking it so far away from the only home its known to a scary place like a big field but she cant have it in her house cause all of her little maggot children might be scared of them

and hythlodaeus knows whats coming and his shoulders flinch backwards cause he can never say no to althaea asking him to house a poor little creature at their apartment for her and that she promises to come over and feed it and bath it and watch over it she just needs it to live at hythlos place. and this is the closest theyll get to having children. so what surprises him even more is when she turns to hermes instead and asks him to house that mouse and hes surprisingly accepting of this and takes the mouse and says hell care for them and then althaea holds the mouse while they set her fridge back to rights and during it hythlo cant help but feel a bit jealous that hermes got to take the animal this time because of said elaborate bullshit about this type of thing basically being the closest he'll get to having children with althaea but he blows this off because its one of those intrusive thinking patterns that he doesnt actually believe in and hermes isnt a threat to their relationship hes just a good friend and someone althaea is really enjoying having around since they met long ago when hermes first visited elpis as a child and althaea got to meet another kid and hang out with him after living at the cthonic horns with just her sister to play with for thousands of childhood years. so its like a heartwarming reconnecting moment where two kids who briefly met and thought theyd never see each other again get to be friends as adults and the mouse is like a welcome back gift between althaea and hermes. but hythlo goes home and has a nightmare about a fridge falling on him

[jumpingjollyrancher]

It’s a late night question at first; one of those that come out easier in the dark where forms are vague and undefined. Everything is a secret, whispered and safe to speak.

“What would you do if I was gone?”

Apollo is lying against his side, curled close and near limp with sleep. He stiffens slightly and his head turns. “I wouldn’t let you.” He says it like it’s obvious.

Sindri holds his gaze. “If you couldn’t. If I was across the world and was already gone, what would you do?”

“That’s a horrible question.” Apollo frowns at him then looks away. “It doesn’t matter, because I won’t let it happen. I won’t entertain the thought.”

A hand lifted to rest between his ears is a silent apology. Apollo relaxes under the touch and soon enough is asleep. Sindri stays awake, staring up toward the ceiling. Apollo doesn’t want to entertain the thought, but Sindri knows the truth.

Apollo could survive losing him. If he lost Apollo, there would be no future. He would become a thing of feathers and claws and blood. He’d be a beast whose greatest mercy would be death.

When they start losing friends, Sindri knows it’s time.

Apollo won’t let the twins go alone. He’s about to move when Sindri grabs his shoulder tightly. They all look at him. Sindri says nothing. He lifts the chain around his neck and snaps it. He’s left with the ring and the stone. He holds them out to Apollo.

Shocked, Apollo takes them in his hand. “Wait,” Sindri chokes out. He takes back the ring and smiles slightly. “Mine.”

“This is yours,” Apollo says, voice cracking. “You’ll need it. Hydaelyn’s spel-.”

Sindri shakes his head and pulls Apollo a step further from the twins. “No.” He leans forward and presses their foreheads together. Their hands are too full, so he forces himself to speak the words aloud. “Not without you, not ever. I will not survive.”

Apollo’s shaking, but his fingers clench tight around the bright orange stone. “It won’t work for me,” he argues. “I’m not one of them.”

“You’re better.” Sindri kisses his forehead. He doesn’t say the other words. They’ve said them for years in a hundred different ways. Apollo knows. Sindri knows. They’ll carry them with them.

He steps back, hand slightly out to keep Apollo back. He’s crying which is the worst. But better this than the alternative. Sindri turns and finds a spot with the twins. He nods to them. Alisaie takes his hand, squeezing the ring between their fingers. Alphinaud takes the other, a slight shake to his hand.

Her choking, overwhelming loneliness takes them away.

Alone at the end of the universe, Apollo clenches his hand around the stone of Azem. Myth and legend, history and legacy, none of it his own. He presses it to his heart. He looks up and marches forward.

At the end of the end, a lost soul offers to free him of misery. Apollo hears her out. Her lamentations have lasted centuries and he has always been a good listener. But when she finishes, he shakes his head. “No.”

He looks down at the stone, marked for the sun in all its pull and power. Please let this work.

Apollo touches a finger to the stone and let's his aether grow. He pours it into the stone, desperate for it to respond. You're his, I know, but please answer this prayer of mine.

It takes his aether, bottomless in how much he can give it. It does nothing; it glows softly in his hand. It doesn't shine for him. It's not going to work.

Yes it is! Apollo grinds his teeth together and throws everything he has at the stone and its hidden magics. Aether ripples off of him in burning waves. He opens every gate, makes himself a conduit between himself and the stars all around them. 

His fingers clench around the stone hard enough to cut on its faceted edges. If blood wells under his gloves, he does not notice. The burn of raw aether consumes him. His hands glow white with heat; it seeks every exit from his skin. Smoke blows off him, mixing with the high mountain wind.

At the end of the wick when a candle flares with its last light, Azem's spell circle explodes outward. Figures are already there black robed and impossible. Listing to the side, imminently headed for the ground, Apollo manages to find his words. “Bring him back,” he orders. “Bring them all back.”

A snap echoes through the darkness.

Sindri is in a field of flowers. 

Half-hidden by their glow is a familiar shape, collapsed right at their heart.

“Apollo!” It tears out of his throat, the cry of the wounded begging for mercy. Sindri runs through the ethereal blooms, the scent of smoke thick in his nose.

He's on his knees without commanding his body to be so. He prays to no one. He's supposed to answer prayers and he cannot answer this one. Sindri extends a shaking hand, hoping despite it all.

A sliver of blue, Apollo's eyes just barely open. “Welcome back, my love…” He smiles. Aether burns spread from his eyes, from the corners of his mouth. So very gently, Sindri cups the side of his head. Apollo turns into it and sighs. “I told you,” he says, slowly. “I wouldn't let you.”

There are no words left in him. Sindri nods and carefully pulls Apollo into his arms. Hurried footsteps approach, healing arts sparkling at fingertips. Sindri holds him, Azem's stone cupped between their hands.

wolship week day 3: Alternate Universe

wherein Sindri is the warrior of light and Apollo his companion

#ffxiv gpose #ffxiv fic #viera #gpose #ffxiv #wolshipweek #Im really proud of this one so bigger tags #Apollo #Sindri #and they were sworn knights

[macarensesangles]

*still on about this* i think something that bugs me about the whole emetwol heteronormativity/homophobia situation is that so many of these creators are like. Nice. like they seem nice, they are openly pleasant and nice to each other online, they aren’t doing this intentionally or meaning to be vitriolically homophobic — im not sure some of them even realize they’ve been homophobic at all, even when the stuff they’ve written is like, extreme. i am still!!! thinking about the fic where the only time emet having an attraction to men was mentioned was in a paragraph where the azem incarnation guy he liked was horribly dismembered and this kind of thing never happened to any other incarnation ever bc it shocked and horrified me so so much.

but the person who wrote it is nice, on social media. she’s nice to gay men, even. she liked all my posts during emetwol week, which is how i found out about her writing to begin with. she almost definitely does not think of herself as a homophobe or believe that anything she’s written is harmful, let alone hate-filled. she probably didn’t even think of the implications of having the one (1) mention of male-male romance in her fic end in brutal dismemberment.

something really especially depresses me about that, like that a large portion of the poisonous homophobia in this subset of ffxiv fandom comes from people who are well-meaning and outwardly nice and clearly not trying to be homophobic. sometimes, in fact very often, even other queer people! people like this will hurt you without even realizing they’re doing it and become upset and refuse to even believe it when you point it out because they didn’t “mean to” and don’t want to be “like that.” people will think they aren’t homophobic bc they don’t have anything actively against queer men, but will still be made uncomfortable by these men simply existing and feel threatened and disgusted by queer men’s attraction to one another or their gender variance and view it as a problem in need of repair, even subconsciously.

like. how do you even approach that. i feel like every attempt the fandom has made to address it so far has ended in “we’re incapable of being homophobic or heteronormative or misogynist about emetwol bc many of us are bi women or nonbinary people! it’s actually queerphobic and misogynist to levy these kind of criticisms against emetwol shippers!” bc like. I get that many of them are queer themselves and you can never assume. but being lgbt does not inherently mean you can’t be hurtful to other members of the community and I feel like emetwol as a subset of xiv fandom just does not welcome or like or even tolerate gay men.

but everyone is Nice. nobody is Like That. so how do you even begin to talk about it.

[voidsentprinces]

Azem: Hey Hermes, hows it going? Hermes: The world is a bleak place, these unfeeling kins hold no value in life. My only recourse is to send out Meteion to travel the stars in hope that she may bring back good news. Azem: Ah, I see. And what did she find? Meteion: The Sun is set to explode in a cataclysmic supernova in roughly 5 billion annual cycles. Azem: ...why don't we just blow it up now? Hermes: ...what would that do? Azem: Give you something to take your mind off your impending doom? Hermes: ...fine. Meteion come hither, we are going to blow up the sun. --Later-- Emet-Selch: Azem, did WHAT!?! Meteion: Blew up the sun. Emet-Selch: WHY!?! Meteion: To cheer up, Hermes. Emet-Selch: Fucking...alright...yeah sure...blow up the fucking sun, we can just build a NEW ONE! Anything else? Meteion: Every bipedal catfish person, seems to be doomed to die a horrible death no matter their planet of origin. Emet-Selch: Well DUH! They shouldn't of commented on Loghrif's lips in front of Mitron.

[meowww-ffxiv]

Did Hydaelyn say anything different from the canon “and thou, my champion” speech to any of your WoLs (WsoL?) when they met her in the aetherial sea?

Thanks for the question!

🤔 Hmmm.

She told both Mordred and Theodore that they had stood before her six times before -- meaning the soul of Azem, split as they were between them, had challenged Hydaelyn at every turn of the Calamities except for the latest one, the Seventh. And six times she defeated them, sending their souls back to the great flow to be reborn.

May this be the last time, she told them. But she would bar their way as ever before, until they had proven that they were ready for the battle she was preparing them for.

It was a very emotional thing, so Mordred and Theodore didn't unpack what she said until later. But then Theodore was like, "You quarreled with the will of the star after death and dragged me into it. Six bloody times. Impressive. I would believe that."

Meowdred: *sniffling* And we fucking won. This time. I couldn't even say I wish these horrible things hadn't happened in our lifetimes 'cos what she said meant I was alive in every single fucking lifetime where a Calamity happened and I probably still ass deep in it one way or another.

#meowdred surana #theodore pentaghast #meow answers #hydaelyn was meowdred's That One Soulsborne Boss

[thefreelanceangel]

Top 5 Relationships (romantic, familial, canon, HC, whatever!)

...oh you would do this to me, you wench.

-stares at the wall- Ugh, does this mean RP relationships??? Canon ones? What we see in game??

!(*%^&!(%*!*$!%&$)!*%(

(1) Dulia-Chai & Chai-Nuzz

Do I really have to explain why I love them? No? I will anyway.

I love love love seeing a happy, healthy marriage in media. Especially when they could've been treated like the typical sitcom marriage of "miserable man run roughshod by his overbearing wife." Nope! Dulia believes in her husband wholeheartedly, supports him, pushes him to succeed when his anxieties threaten to lock him up in place. Chai-Nuzz clearly adores her, lets her push him when he needs it, and looks to her for support and confidence. They're happy together, they're good to each other, and they accept each other, not blindly, but with an awareness of each other's faults that is accepting and loving and supportive.

(2) Feo Ul & the Warrior of Light

Yes, the WoL gets manipulated by the little lunatic. Yes, Feo Ul had how many layers of Plans™ prepared to yank into action at a moment's notice. Yes, we have to suck up like crazy when we need their help.

And I absolutely love it. I love that they're fascinated by mortals, that they appreciate the beauty of a brief, brilliant life. It charms me to hear them call the Warrior of Light "our sapling" while scolding the WoL for being so neglectful. They're charming and funny and demented and I just love it.

(3) Hades & Hythlodaeus (& Azem)

We don't get much of this (not nearly enough) and a lot of what we do get is subtext, a short story by SE, and what little encounters we have with the two Ancients in Endwalker.

And honestly, I can see why Hades would spend aeons mourning the love he lost after that. Having not one but two people who know you so deeply, who can tease you out of a bad mood when you don't necessarily want to be happy but oh well, they're there now, and then losing them? One to what he felt was his highest duty and the other to a disagreement that spiraled into losing them forever?

I'd be mourning that for the rest of my days, too.

(4) Annalei & Seifer d'Latu

Well, the ask doesn't say it can't be RP characters!

They're terrible, and I love them. They're absolutely atrocious people with basically no redeeming qualities, and I love them. They've fought each other tooth and nail for years, have killed each other's lovers, refused to admit how they felt, competed with each other in basically everything, fought back to back, side by side, and with each other all with equal fervor.

Anna is a psychopathic bitch and Seifer is a manipulative, sadistic jackass. They're horrible apart, worse together, and would bring on another Calamity for each other without hesitation. Neither would leave the other behind, even while teasing (in Seifer's case) or complaining (in Anna's) about having to help the other.

I find them endlessly inspiring, fascinating, and a little terrifying.

(5) Thancred Waters & Urianger Augurelt

...they're married, I'm sorry, I can't be persuaded otherwise.

And not even necessarily in a romantic sense (although I'd 100% believe it) but in that they are life partners and friends and support each other, tease each other, have worked together enough to know how to offset each other's weaknesses. It doesn't surprise me at all that they're always pairing up to go adventure.

Wouldn't you choose someone who knew you almost better than you know yourself to be your support, protection, and companionship on an adventure?

(Also c'mon, they're Ryne's dads! IT'S SO OBVIOUS. THEY'RE SO MARRIED.)

#This took me half the night because I kept waffling #I LIKE TOO MANY CHARACTERS IN THIS GAME #FFXIV #Prompts

[semi-imaginary-place]

Still thinking about Meteor. What if his companions never made it out of the lifestream alive? What if Meteor had companions just like Ardbert's but he lost them to the lifestream and doesnt even remember. what if he's called meteor because project meteor is all he can remember from before the calamity

Also like the linguistists and philology nerd i am i went and looked up the etymology or Ardbert. Its from proto western germanic from noble and bright.

If you didnt know midlander naming is a mess and i frequently complain about it. Anyways as far as i can tell from a glance at a list of names hume names on the first lie in between the spectrum of midlander and highlander names. (In real world terms highlander names are older forms of midlander names... Sometimes because the devs cant just be consistent with these things)

Btw let me know if there are any other equivalent npcs between the source and the first.

This would have been horrible to implement but imagine if ardbert had you're wol's appearance the same way ghost fray and azem(?) didWhere was i ah yes so i went and looked up some other derivatives of Aþalberht. Albert. Elbert. Adelbert. Ethelbert. Imagine if Meteor's real name was the equivalent to Ardbert's just in another language. (Btw the french version is Aubert, Adalberto in the other romance languages)

#ffxiv #ffxiv meteor #meteor survivor

[grollow]

Yomi Kozukata

Actually, you guys can have another OC while I’m thinking on it. He’s probably the one I’m least uncomfortable talking about. Meet my horrible son, Yomi.

Real Name: Rjnt of Lesrekta (or Rjnt Lesrekta) Alias: Yomi Kozukata Race: Viera, Rava Age: Wouldn't you like to know? (Older than he looks) Nationality: Dalmasca by birth, currently resides in Hingashi Job: White Mage, formerly Reaper Real Name as Azem: Erebus

Physical Appearance-related Stuff

Hair / Ear Color: Black Hair Length: Bottom of his shoulder blades with bangs around his chin Ear Details: Pierced twice, with tufts at the end Eye Color: Gray, with the left one blind and clouded up permanently Height: Short. Very short. Scars: One over his left eye, diagonal slices down his chest going from left shoulder to right hipbone, as well as a bunch of smaller ones on his back in criss-cross patterns. Most notably, he has a really bad one on his throat that hasn't fully healed. Other: His right wrist is disfigured from fracturing and healing wrong. He can't really move the fingers in it much. He also has black masking on his face that is natural coloration; it covers his entire face over his eyes like a bandana.

Random Trivia:

He has a contract with his voidsent shard from the 13th; her name is Ami.

He has a massive crush on Drusilla. She knows and could not possibly care less.

He used to harbor a strong hatred for the Garleans; Drusilla changed his mind.

Calling the tribes "beastmen" makes him homicidal.

He is close friends with Lyse and thinks the world of her. He really only gave two fucks about Ala Mhigo because it mattered to her. She's his best friend and will always be a Scion in his heart.

Originally from Dalmasca,  he left the Wood to join the Dalmascan army in their fight against Garlemald, at the insistence of a soldier he helped rehabilitate who happened to escape into the woods he's from for safety. They were lovers until Arakiel was killed in the conflict.

He is a proficient archer - or he was, before injuries took away his ability to use a bow.

When Dalamud fell, he suffered aether overdose and went into a coma. He was sent to Gridania for treatment, and he woke up there. That is where the Scions found him.

It is not well-known that he is a Reaper; his public 'job' was Archer for a very long time.

He was deaf to the Green Word for a long time and only regained his ability to hear the voice of the forest after the events in Ultima Thule. He uses white magic channeling the voice of the forest, not the Elementals (although he can hear them, too).

He is very, very openly bisexual. He's also very, very openly aromantic.

His native tongue is sarcasm.

He works as a mercenary, or he did until he became the famous Warrior of Light (which he hates).

He only joined the Scions because Tataru gave him a loan. He was very broke.

He thinks the Ishgardians are absolute idiots and that Nidhogg was completely justified in his reaction. He is, understandably, an unpopular figure among those who actually know how he feels.

His ears are EXTREMELY sensitive and he hates cities as a result

He collects bladed weapons.

He has an on-again, off-again relationship with a Miqo’te "thaumaturge" (read: Black Mage) who is incredibly fascinated by Ami. He does not approve.

#ashe's ocs #oc: yomi #ffxiv #meet my horrible warrior of light #and i do mean he's horrible #because there is not an altruistic bone in his body #he is literally just like #'im stuck now i only took this job for money and now everyone knows my face' #he has considered staying on the first #at least there he can be antisocial more easily somehow

[capriccio-ffxiv]

nascent lost-shard fanfic planning document (re: Co WoLs/Co-Azems)

CALAMITY 1 | SHARD 5 Wind WWI style flying aces except it's magitek ornithoptor pilots partially fused to their vehicles with lots of mech anime parallels; co-WoLs are on opposite sides of a doomed war)

CALAMITY 2 | SHARD 12 Lightning Cyberpunk. Most developed AU. Emet-Selch is Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss CEO of cyberpunk megacorp. WoL1 is an intersex Au-Ra hacker who is exactly 180.73cm / 5'10" tall (exactly halfway between min height m!ra and max height f!ra); WoL2 is [???] but a literal young child quickly taken by Ascians to be used as the core of a new AI meant to usher in the Rejoining. Story is about WoL1 initially press-ganged by [lesser Ascians? lahabrea? a Fandaniel?] to accelerate the process but who then decides to try to rescue WoL2 instead; fails, because WoL2 has at least partially drunk the RESTORE THE OLD WORLD TO SAVE THE WORLD kool-aid in this life. However, WoL2 leaves Emet-Selch with "you have already lost. you lost when this began, and when this began you had lost twelve thousand years hence. the circle must complete. the circle is complete."

CALAMITY 3 | SHARD 2 Fire [unknown]

CALAMITY 4 | SHARD 3 Earth debating a big Porom and Palum reference?

CALAMITY 5 | SHARD 6 Ice Stone age technology. An old Lalafell and a young Roegadyn man are trying desperately to cross the lands to get to the Circle of the Gods to plea to them for salvation. What before was an easy trek across lush and green lands is now a perilous journey through increasingly cold, hostile lands. There's nothing like the Sin Eaters because there doesn't need to be; the killing cold is enough. They start (Cantabury Tales / Hyperion Cantos style) with companions, but as they go, each companion eventually succumbs to the cold and freezes to death, until it's just the young man carrying the old man. By the time the young man reaches the Circle, the Old Man has frozen solid.

CALAMITY 6 | SHARD 10 Water it's either Pirates of Dark Water or it's horrible oil CEOs ignoring climate change until we all drown

CALAMITY 7 | SHARD 7 Astral Darkness [unknown]

#ffxiv fanfic #ffxiv au #alternate universe #ffxiv #co-WoLs #co-azems #endwalker spoilers #shadowbringers spoilers #oc: ryuu tenshi #oc: hyperion #planning document #self reference #obv 2/12 is the most developed of these followed by 5/6 #THIS IS ENTIRELY AN AU NOTHING IS CANON #feedback with that in mind welcome however! #feedback welcome

[ljomi-silvanius]

Quiz - What does your heart look like?

tagged by @archaiclumina for this quiz, thank you! hi!

iced over, out of the sun Your heart is very lonely, isn’t it? Is your fortress of ice self-made? Are others afraid of you, or are you afraid of them? Are you afraid of hurting them, or of being hurt? Vulnerability and connection can be frightening, but that’s no reason to shy away from their light, to tuck yourself small into corners, to build up frigid walls to keep yourself from feeling. You will heal when you allow yourself to draw closer to the flames and thaw.

The result name reminds me of what I’ve always thought of for her after learning about Azem- a burnt out sun. Ljómi has so much love, but it really is behind wall after wall. I think of her as demi-friendly similar to demi-sexual- socially she gives what she believes is courteous and deserved (though she’s horrible at keeping her distaste hidden), and even when she really admires someone, it takes something big to place them as an actual “friend”. I think it comes from her childhood as a daughter of her clan’s leader and hopeful successor. Everyone wanted something, everyone was overly warm and pushy, and other children of course never treated her normally. With her strict education, all she was left with was formalities when true affection was usually a waste. I’m not sure if it’s vulnerability issues because she very much lays out who she is. But people are afraid of her. How do you treat the needed Warrior of Light who is always irritable, who won’t deal with politics or personal squabbles without solutions like stabbing and poisoning? And her way of excusing her behavior is that they have to, she’s what they have. Take it or leave it. Which is in some ways just a repeat of her childhood, except now she leans into it. And I hope that maybe a less organized, less shielding group than the full Scions on current adventures makes her need to be more kind and open, that maybe it will force her to gain some humility again, because she hasn’t really had it since her first years in the Garlean army. I also wonder if being along for the ride of Zero opening her own heart will spark something in her.

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#ljómi lore #I love when I write up stuff and find more Zenos parallels because it makes her hatred of him so much more fun