#char: fleur gwina

[sparklecryptid]

What is my brain on. it took your latest Emet-Selch post and did this.

Ardyn and Ace end up in FF14.

BUT! It turns out Ardyn is the reincarnation of someone close to Emet-Selch (son? brother?) and when he (Ardyn) claimed Ace as his heir he adopted him according to Amaurot traditions.

So when Emet-Selch (and maybe the Warrior?) come across the two gallivanting around the Shard there are ✨feelings✨.

(Maybe Ace is Amaurotine as well? Unborn child of Ardyn when the whole End of the World thing happened?)

...wtf brain.

I’m laughing because Ardyn and Emet-selch meeting would be hilarious but also cause a headache for everyone else.

We’re going with fleur for this one because her amaurotine self is Emet-selch’s daughter and it’s funny.

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Fleur stares at the man in a purple button down shirt and black slacks. He looks tired but his grey eyes are alert and wary and his fingers twitch when he sees Fleur.

Fleur grins at him, all teeth and the promise of violence should he attempt to attack. Purple sighs and though his stance is as never tense he looks like he’s debating if it’s worth it to try and go around Fleur or through her.

The man beside Purple reeks of darkness. Fleur would think it funny that someone who holds so much darkness inside of them has decided to appear in front of her while she’s dying from light and haunted by memories that are hers but not hers if she hadn’t already had to deal with Emet-selch lurking around.

Emet-selch who should be here already.

“You haven’t seen a man with horrific taste in fashion around have you?” She asks.

Purple turns to the man beside him before turning back to her.

“Only this one,” Purple says, “You waiting for someone?”

“My-“ Fleur - no Circe - almost calls Emet-selch father. She cuts herself off before the word escapes her. “-Friend is supposed to be here.”

“He doesn’t sound like a friend,” Hat Man says in a drawling tone that sounds too much like Emet-selch.

“More of an enemy,” Fleur agrees, “We’ve come to an agreement.”

She doesn’t tell them that she’s dying. That he’s killing her by letting her take too much light into herself. She doesn’t say anything.

Hat Man’s eyes narrow and Fleur let’s her sight hone in on the shape of his soul. It is corroded and dark. Dark aether tied so tightly to his soul that it is almost impossible to separate the two.

Fleur wonders if that is what is going to happen to her.

She tilts her head and looks at Purple and pauses. His soul sparks with electricity and light and though there is shadow he glows with something like death.

Fleur let’s the colours of their souls fade and Emet-selch steps out of the shadows.

“Well, well,” he says and Fleur watches as Purple twitches, “What do we have here?”

#the worlds WORST family reunion #char: fleur gwina #royal bastard au

[echoedchildren]

ffxiv graphic meme: [1/1] warrior of light

Fleur Gwina. Former member of one of Ul’dah’s less than notorious gangs she fled the city and changed her name to Fleur after a failed assassination attempt on the merchant that refused to sell her medicine to assist her ill parents. Whether she joined the Scion’s when they found her in Limsa Lominsa for coin or glory none can say....

#ffxiv graphic meme #final fantasy #ffxiv #ff14 #mooseedits #fleur #char: fleur gwina

[starshepherds]

Deep inside we're nothing more

Than scions and sinners

In the rain

Do light and darkness fade

#char: fleur gwina #aes #lonely flower in bloom ;; screenshots #witchcraft ;; face #gposers

[sparklecryptid]

its late post catgirl

#char: fleur gwina

[sparklecryptid]

fleur i humbly request you stop being cute

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[sparklecryptid]

inquiring minds want to know why i didn't buy this shirt sooner fleur you look too good its distracting

#char: fleur gwina

[sparklecryptid]

crab time

behold im king of the island!

#char: fleur gwina

[sparklecryptid]

I love how your WoL is Emet-Selch's daughter. I think it's a really cool take on that relationship. Given that thought, wanna share what they're relationship is? Either as Circe or Fleur?

youre emet-selch. you are of the convocation of the four- thirteen. thirteen. thirteen.

it has to be thirteen. it has to be thirteen.

(your daughter isn't with you anymore.)

it has to be thirteen because your daughter left you and your husband behind. because these scattered remnants of her soul aren't worthy of her name. they aren't worthy of azem's title or the love you bore for your daughter.

(your first, the one you love more than any others. your daughter, your brave foolish dead daughter.)

the things that wear her soul are not your daughter. they are worthless imitations and you, emet-selch, hades, the father of the fourteenth seat of the convocation, the father of azem, will see to it that her soul is put together again, that she regains her seat.

(she was your DAUGHTER and you FAILED HER just like you failed her FATHER. just like you failed everyone else.)

the warrior of light in front of you is not your daughter. fleur - y'tonah - is not your daughter. nevermind the the soul is the same, never mind that her left eye matches yours in color. never mind that she is more like circe than any other shard you are still going to kill her.

she is not your daughter.

it doesn't matter that when she snaps at you in a tongue long forgotten you both freeze. it doesn't matter that she begins to look at you like she knows you.

it doesn't matter because she isn't your daughter.

she isn't worth saving.

(she hates you you know. she hates that you hurt her friends, she hates that she thinks that she knows you already. she hates that you're familiar just as you hate her for it.

could you have avoided her final blow? no. could you have brought her down with you? of course.

did you? no. she is you daughter.

she is not your daughter.

she is all you have left.

she will never be enough.

she is still all that is left.)

#char: fleur gwina #anyway fleur kinda hates him because SHE FEELS LIKE SHE KNOWS AND CARES FOR HIM AND A PART OF HER WANTS HIS APPROVAL #and it makes her feel like a child #so she snaps at him #because she doesn't understand #and then she does #and he was her father once #he will never be again #but he was once #it counts for nearly nothing now. but it still counts for someting

[sparklecryptid]

Fleur as seen in my fic autumntide

former wol. disgruntled babysitter of spoiled brats regis and co. will let you bleed out if she thinks youre dumb

made with this

#what youre made of verse #char: fleur gwina

[sparklecryptid]

hmmm i like her...with pink hair.....

also the BEST PART of the first outfit

fleur can show skin. as treat

#char: Fleur Gwina

[sparklecryptid]

~stares at the protective prompts and pauses~ Okay, very torn but ffxiv and I have no idea who I want you to do because omg SO MANY FIT but “ why is it so difficult for you to believe that you deserve to be protected? “(Like Esti fits, a good chunk of the FC characters, a couple of Scions, and more!)

Fleur’s husband is frustrating. He is kind and brave and tall and all the things that Fleur isn’t and he somehow also manages to be the dumbest fucker on the face of the planet.

“Is it so hard to believe that you deserve to be protected!” Fleur snaps at Estinien as she heals the injuries he sustained by not letting Fleur take a hit meant for him despite the fact that she’s the one with the greatsword strapped to her back, “There is a reason I’m the one leading the charge and it’s because I can take the hit.”

“You shouldn’t have to.”

Fleur falters in her vigorous scolding of her husband.

“That’s not-“

“Relevant?” Estinien says, “I think it is. You take hits when you shouldn’t and think you have to carry everything yourself. You don’t. What good are your friends, what good am I, if we cannot share your burden?”

“You do enough. All of you.”

Estinien’s laugh is hard.

“It doesn’t seem that way.”

“What do you want then? For me to share my feelings, my thoughts? I can’t. The world needs to know that I’m still here. They need to cling to the idea of the Warrior of Light a bit longer.”

“Then let them but take care to burden us with your thoughts and whatever else ails you. They are your friends, I am your lover, and we want you to share your troubles with us.”

A moment of silence.

“I hate it when you make sense,” Fleur says.

“Good thing it doesn’t happen often.”

#char: fleur gwina

[sparklecryptid]

Cross (ffxivwrite 2022)

Am I using ffxivwrite as an excuse to make my WoL's suffer once more? yes. yes i am.

here's the first entry, late because i had classes the first day.

(side note: my main wol's azem was emet-selch's and hytlodaeus' daughter because i came up with that back in shb and i refuse to change it.)

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It is easy to pretend that she doesn't remember them. It should be harder Fleur thinks, it should be harder to ignore that despite the eons and lives separating them Fleur knows Hythlodaeus and Emet-Selch like the back of her hand.

Fleur can tell when Emet-Selch is vexed - mostly by her. The furrow of his brow and the downturn of his lips a familiar feature in both this life and the life she had as Circe. Emet-Selch looks at her like he wants to hate her for daring to look so much like his daughter.

He can't bring himself to. A pity Fleur supposes, she does wind up killing him after all, it would be best for him to not remember any of this.

Hythlodaeus is another matter entirely. With Hades - with Emet-selch - Fleur can rely on the annoyance and rage she felt toward the man's future self to prevent her from becoming too familiar with him. It's harder with Hythlodaeus, it's harder to prevent herself from becoming comfortable around him.

How many times had Circe tugged on his robes and begged for stories? How many times had Hythlodaeus laughed at her and obliged? Even as Circe had matured into an adult - a formidable being in her own right and more of a companion to her parents than their child - she had still loved listening to her father's stories.

Fleur is no longer Circe - she is no longer Azem - the Seat she had been granted does not exist in her time. Fleur is not who she was when the world was Unsundered - when it was whole - and she will never be that person again.

There is a chasm between her and these beings who were her parents, they who gave birth to the soul that makes up Fleur do not recognize her in this state. The chasm between them too wide to cross.

She doesn't know why still a part of her aches at the thought of them leaving her.

#ffxivwrite2022 #char: fleur gwina

[sparklecryptid]

Fleur: *is shown affection*

Fleur: that’s illegal

#char: fleur gwina

[sparklecryptid]

more fleur because im love her your honor

#char: Fleur Gwina

[sparklecryptid]

fleur is back!

#char: fleur gwina

[sparklecryptid]

when the wol kicks your godly ass this is the last thing you see

#char: fleur gwina #ffxiv