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karoiseka · 2 months
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Day 5 of #8DaysofXIVLove ! Pragma. Longstanding or Enduring love. Karo and Thancred had a bit to go before actually fully confessing feelings, but the basis was there for a long time. Here's a journey:
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blackestnight · 5 months
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Trick or Treat! ^_^ <3
send an ask with "trick or treat!" for a fic-related surprise.
spoilers for the omicron beast tribe! you know i love the wobots.
It had been a gamble to try it in the first place—and Y’shtola had called it suicidally stupid, after, which was awfully hypocritical from her of all people—but the lingering aether trail from the Ragnarok’s flight to Ultima Thule was a strong enough thread that Hanami could follow it with a teleport spell. It was exhausting even for her, and she could only set out from or return to Sharlayan, but it was possible.
The Sharlayan part was probably a blessing in disguise, she decided, as she landed on the stones surrounding Foundation’s aetheryte. Going from the unnatural stillness of Ultima Thule’s climate to the chill of Sharlayan was irritating, but going straight from that to the skin-searing highland winds of Ishgard would be awful. Not to mention the Sharlayans were less likely to gossip when she appeared with a talking rabbit on her heels, or a—
This unit finds this method of transport foolish, N-7000's little drone beeped from inside her bag. This drone's sensors are obstructed, and allied unit Hanami Hagane's personal effects storage is filthy.
"Can you shut up for two minutes," Hanami muttered, and clutched a hand over the flap of her bag for good measure. "If I let you out here your joints will freeze and I am not dealing with your complaining." Besides, it was Stigma-4's fault that her entire bag still reeked of puantplant—at this rate she was going to find a way to make it pay for a replacement, although she was pretty sure the only real gil in circulation at the Last Dregs was hers anyway.
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vithcy · 1 year
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Since I don't see it yet, the state of Ohio!
From what the internet has taught me Ohio is a land forsaken by God. People have been stricken by a madness similar to new yorkers but due to a lack of modernization/urbanization people and creatures coming from Ohio are deranged in a very specific way. Country girls make do type of shit I think
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ffxivscreenyshots · 7 months
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One of my favorites from @karoiseka
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deathflare · 5 months
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FFxivWrite2023 Participation Prize
a portrait for @karoiseka! congrats to everyone who created for ffxivwrite~ i'm happy i had time to contribute prize art this year ^^
thank you to @sea-wolf-coast-to-coast for organizing!
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friends
the mod is already on the bracket
ANYWAYS
Here's your lineup!
@vlx-bon
@poisoned-sugar11
@dearest--dollie
@socks-wizard-money-gang
@theauthor27
@olliesneweyes
@justgoji
@thatthingsittinginthecorner
@catamaurhatesbabies
@pixellangel
@thegalacticidiot
@mayonaisalspray
@shiningnightstars
@skylerfumaniac
@fyouimgay2
@artkadukan
@sundial-girl
@themostscrumpdiddlyumtious
@pastelclownkitty
@blueengland
@raedioactive
@moderndaymadscientist
@alephnol
@edentob1sa
@amongussexgif
@imtherainbownow
@acemakes-art
@glsneeg-enthusiast
@mspaint-flower
@ghost-of-a-swarm-of-bees
@problemcore
@miketon
@gumdropgundham
@witch-tennis-ball
@dartp
@anton.exe
@toshi-flakes
@skribblez
@rurus-kadoo
@ncasp
@flowerskull-tobi
@karoiseka
@johnsonofdonut
@basil-from-omori
@littlebear1537
@sneetsnart
@14geckosinatree
@extreme-faggotry
@vampicore
@genlossicle
@thatmultimushroom
@hydrodoesstuff
@saint-official
@waffled-iron
@blue-gears
@agressivenesswhilecrying
@skydoesthings
@eagle-warri
continued in next post because you can only mention 50 at a time-
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finishing-touch · 9 months
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Third batch of comms for @alphavanilla || @mistdrinkersblade || @morocosmos || @physicalvocalist || @karoiseka
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captainbasch · 8 months
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this time the blorbos are little dolls! thank you all for giving me your babies, also coincidentally, oops all miqos!
@karoiseka @foxracinggurl @thefrostflower @latenightsenpai @a-western-summer @lilacknifecat
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dawnslight-aegis · 9 months
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@karoiseka asked for 🏺 something to do with ancient history
and what is more ancient than Kaede's Ancient?
aka: Eos, Venat's protege, traveler, and (former) Fourteenth Seat of the Convocation of Fourteen
(technically she should also have a shield but I didn't feel like fighting with anamnesis that hard)
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meguhime · 1 month
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tagged by: @benjaminagunn (Thank you SO much for the tag, Brette!!! You are so wonderful! <3 <3 <3 )
Get to know you game! Answer the questions and tag people you want to know better.
Last song I listened to: The Good Life - Monkey Majik (they just released a new single and it's SO FUN!)
Currently reading: A lot of original pieces by Some Gorgeous People Who I Love Dearly
Currently watching: Dungeon Meshi and Critical Role 2
Currently obsessed with: Just a few OCs, you know how it goes *twirls hair*
Tagging some fine folk (You don't have to do this, I'm just sending you good vibes): @sladez @waveknight @hellgram @biggayprincess @blackravenartemis @luxyena @mai-han @reizna @adamantineheart @aerynnyx @dooplissss @bearpigman @sayonaramidnight @erlkonigstochter @karoiseka @ofscorchedearth @sunbeasts @tendaysago @felis-aquis @weather-maiden @chinchella @munkustrap @nerdswithanxietysaywhat @mammal-that-cares @stevie-nyx @phiselene
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nikdrawson · 1 year
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FFXIV commission for the lovely @karoiseka ! Thanks so much for commissioning me ^^ 
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karoiseka · 3 months
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Some more shots in one of my fav summoning circles. <3 Updated with fun lights and edited in her hair tassels. ^_^
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blackestnight · 1 year
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R and/or X for alphabet meme!
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in their relationship?)
i don't think she would name a favorite, but i'm actually going to call it this one—which is, incidentally, from before she was even in a relationship with aymeric. it's not a happy memory by any means, but it was a very impactful moment for her, because it was the first time since she'd picked up fray's soul crystal that she could be completely, fully honest with aymeric, tell him exactly what she'd done and exactly what she thought of his knights and his city and its officials still twisting its laws to their own selfish ends, and demonstrate exactly what she was willing to do about it. it was the first time in a long time she hadn't felt compelled to hide anything from him. and he thanked her.
she was confessing to murder, to monstrous, unapologetic slaughter, and he didn't hate her for it.
she still thought he was an idiot for going so far as to say he admired her convictions, but that moment really eased the last hesitation she had with entering a romantic relationship to begin with, because if he was willing to be stupid and selfish then so was she.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
you get a smattering!
hanami is farsighted, and needs to wear reading glasses. she has been since she was in her early 20s. she doesn't read much in public, though, since she struggles with reading anything except her native doman, so most people aren't aware she needs glasses at all.
given the chance (meaning: sleeping at home), hanami hates wearing pants to bed. the seams always end up catching her tail. more often than not she's just wearing an oversized (meaning: stolen from aymeric) shirt.
hanami is the patron saint of "fuck the church," but she does love listening to chamber choirs, especially in big cathedrals. the way her hearing works with her horns means she feels the songs as much as she hears them. pretty much the only time you'll catch her willingly walking into a sanctuary is to hide out in the balcony and listen to the hymns.
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britishmuffin · 2 years
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More portraits from the art event!
Avinah for @tehpex 
Gemma for @musemushelle
Suki for @_Koizora_
Hannibal for @Nen_Dragon
Karoiseka O'dayla for @karoiseka​
Elavyn for @daysbeforedawn​
★ patreon || website || twitter ★
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kukurubean · 2 months
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there was an NPC themed art party today so i dragged @karoiseka along!!
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yzeltia · 7 months
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FFXIVwrite2023 12.Dowdy
Characters: Tataru Taru, Estinien Wyrmblood, Violet Fisher, Sewingway Expansion: Endwalker Rating: T Notes: This fit well with an ask @karoiseka gave me! And @matrixdragon, @reassambled-dragoon, and @scrollsfromarebornrealm for outfit suggestions!
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"Wicked Wenches. Both of you! Stealing a man's clothes while he's in the bath."
Tataru laughed, hands over her face while peaking through her fingers as Estinien stood cupping his naked form, glowering at her and Violet as water slid down his muscular form. The latter tossed her hair and handed the man a sealed package of smalls.
"This is an intervention long coming Dragoon. Everyone has managed to figure out how to dress themselves these past few years aside from you," Violet huffed, arms crossing.
The Dragoon grunted then tore open the package with his teeth as Tataru let out gasp as the man's hand moved and a nutkin jumped by and hurried into a corner.
"Goodness! Thancred must be back from wherever he's been," the Lalafell mused, looking back to Estinien as he tucked himself into his underbreeches properly.
"I think I look quite regal in my armor. I've certainly not heard complaints from those I've fought alongside in battle."
"Yes, but when you're not playing soldier you're with us and look like you just wandered out of a damn swamp."
"It is unfortunately true. Unless you've got your paramour around to dress you, your fashion sense is left to be desired," Tataru added delicately.
"A man of weaker esteem might take offense."
"Well it's good for us then that you've got thick skin. Now put this on," Violet ordered.
Estinien grumbled then did as he was instructed, fastening a crisp white shirt over himself before slipping into a pressed jacket. He turned as he moved to put his pants on as some modesty washer over him. Once buttoned, he turned and shrugged at the women who started to circle around him.
"Really Tataru, when is he going to need a suit?"
"A gentleman should always have a nice suit at the ready. Should Lord Borel call upon him for a gala, his rags certainly wouldn't do."
"If the Lord Commander wanted me present I'd be in my armor and he'd never bother himself with worrying about my attire otherwise."
Violet erupted into laughter while Tataru shook her head.
 "Who do you think provided Elezen sized clothing and your measurements? This effort is far from our personal preferences alone. Did you think your wardrobe was going to come solely out of my own gil," Tataru asked before turning her head to call out, "Sewingway! Bring in the rest!"
"By the Fury…" Estinien breathed out as a Lopporit wheeled in a rack of new clothing.
"Alright. Let's see who else has a request…," Violet hummed, flipping through the curated outfits while Tataru held out her arms, gesturing for him to return the suit.
"Get on with it then," the dragoon grumbled, “And the hells I’m trying on all of those!”
“Nonsense. Just stand there and look pretty and we’ll take care of the rest. Sewingway, the champagne,” Tataru called, the Lopporit bringing in a tray for them.
“Bubbly at the ready miss! As well as the bombs!”
“Bombs? Why could you possibly need bombs,” Estinien inquired, watching the women pull up chairs as their helper filled their glasses. 
“Oh relax. They’re just modified glamour prisms. Here, this is Lucia’s contribution,” Violet said,  taking her seat and crossing her legs before grabbing a small atheric pyramid and giving it a chuck at the half-naked Dragoon.
Estinien shielded himself from the coming explosion, instead feeling a pulse of aether wash over him. Opening his eyes, he found himself unharmed and in a simple blue tunic and tights. He furrowed his brow, “While the shirt is nice, I am hardly one to flaunt my lower half like a stage player.”
“Top good, bottom bad. Got it. Next,” Tataru called out, letting Violet toss the next prism.
“Something from our dear Varshahn,” Violet announced, crossing her arms as she gave the man a once over.
Estinien turned a bit, looking down his body at the knit wool Thavnairian sweater and a loose pair of slops. “This is fine” he hummed before crossing his arms, “Can I go?”
“We’re just getting started. Here’s one from Alphy,” Violet said, chucking another prism at his head.
The Dragoon grunted as he found himself transformed again, in familiar garb: his old blue dress shirt with white slacks. “Well, at least the young Lord is ever practical.”
“Indeed he is. How nice,” Tataru sighed, remembering days gone.
“Practical and boring. Perhaps something from the First,” Viole mused, digging through the prisms.
“You roped poor Ryne into your scheme too, did you,” Estinien asked before finding himself once more rushed with aether, “WHAT THE HELLS IS THIS!?”
Violet nearly fell out of her chair as the Elezen nearly toppled over in a pair of heeled boots and leggings that left little to anyone’s imagination. Atop a short dress of sorts that let his pecks peep through a little window. Tatru giggled, shaking her head while waving her hands out in front of herself while Sewingway titled their head.
“A gift from Feo Ul it seems,” Violet laughed.
“Fisher, undo this at once or I’ll-” the Dragoon started, stomping forward in his heels.
A crack sounded out, the shoe breaking under his heavy footing causing him to fall ungracefully forward onto the tile before the two. The girls continued to chortle together while Sewingway moved to help the Dragoon get back upright and into another prism so that he could abscond out the nearest window.
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