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kolak-magiya · 1 year
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@mistdrinkersblade
Someone asked Melody how many kids she wanted and she just said “yes.”
All jokes aside, it was pretty challenging to come up with 12 designs all using virtually the same colors for each one. You can see in the first one that I played around with varying hues before sticking to Syla and Melody’s actual colors.
I was also at first going to stick with the whole idea of the children being more of the race of the mother but decided that was the coward’s route lmao
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azure-seadragon · 11 months
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@mistdrinkersblade now, maybe im wrong but i *think* she got bingo wheezes
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fatewalker-phoenix · 9 months
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❛  i care about you, and i want to help you ... if you let me.  ❜
For Peg or Eden take your pick :,)
Peregrine couldn't look at him without her eyes burning, threatening to tear up. She wanted to believe him, more than anything, but Ilberd was right - there was no reason he could have to want her around, save as a sheath to bury his knife in the dark, one less soldier to serve the Empire that ravaged his homeland.
And yet...she...
Her grip adjusted on her gunblade, before she swung it upwards with a growl, leaving the tip pointed at Syla's chest. He made no motion to stop her, but his damned eyes wouldn't leave her face.
"Go," she said through gritted teeth, "Go, and don't come back."
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kitty-highball · 1 year
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@mistdrinkersblade, Cont. from X
Ilmari had been making her way through the markets, her ever present companion loyally at her side, when she’d spotted the man and the large amount of bags and boxes in his arms. Her brow furrowed, watching him nervously- worried that with all that shopping in the way, he’d topple over at any second and send the whole lot to the ground- possibly knocking into someone or something, as well.. And just as she’d been worried would happen, one of the bags started to slip. Breath catching in her throat, she’d darted over to catch it in her arms- stumbling backwards slightly for a moment before righting herself. She smiles up at the vieran man softly, holding the bag away as her large canine companion snuck up behind her to sniff at the object curiously. “oh- not at all, think nothing of it..” Ilmari giggles, shaking her head. “i’m just glad i could help in time~” She adds, shifting her grip on the bag and shooting the wolf at her side an affectionate, exasperated look as the canine gives up and sits heavily on the ground with a heavy sigh.
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symphcnii · 10 months
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📜 for Yugiri!
Syla: You know, not every problem can be solved with a blade. Yugiri: That's why I carry two.
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theladyiceheart · 1 year
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@mistdrinkersblade​
It had been harder than she had expected to leave Coerthas. Whatever all the people of this land had thought, she had never hated Ishgard. Quite the opposite, it was her love for it that had made Ysayle want to see it free from a senseless war and all the lies it had been ensnared in; yet she knew that intent meant very little in the face of all the wrong that she had done.
As much as she dearly wished to remain there to help with the peace treaties she knew her presence would cause more trouble than good. Either she would need to face justice for the crimes she had committed, which could be no less than execution, or she would put Ser Aymeric in the very difficult position of pardoning the unpardonable, which would only cast him in a darker light for those still struggling with the idea of peace.
She knew not how she had survived her battle at Azys Lla, but it was best if everyone still believed that the Lady Iceheart was dead, and while few recognized her by face it was much too great a risk for her to stick around.
Which is why, instead, when the offer to join the Scions had been given, she was all too glad to accept, humbled that she had even been considered. Her life, for so many years had been nothing more than trying to bring an end to the Dragonsong War. With that completed she now felt strangely lost. So it was no surprise when she became heartily invested in the prospect of aiding Alphinaud and the Warrior of Light with a resurgence of Primals in Eorzea. That she too possessed the Echo meant she could aid Syla in his fights against Ifrit, Garuda and Titan. She had been prepared for that. What she hadn't been prepared for was seeing first hand just what this dangerous “tempering” was, and how poor Ga Bu's mind had been stolen from him.
It was horrifying and just showed Ysayle had ignorant and hasty she had been in heeding the Ascian who had told her of how to summon the false Shiva. She's only grateful that the three times she'd done so, it had never been in the presence of someone who could fall to such a horrid state.
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After a long time talking and speaking with Alisaie, trying to comfort the young girl, Ysayle returned to the campfire where she saw Syla seated.
“Mind if I join you?”
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vazaymir · 2 years
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Why don't we go out and get a drink in the west end One more dance, are you feeling the tension Take a couple shots and see where the nights ends
A big thank you to @mistdrinkersblade for letting me take some fluff of our dweebs. I really enjoy how these turned out! 
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sin-heart-sin · 2 years
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Dry heat was quite a bit different than the humid one he’d grown surrounded by, but Xandrian had to admit he may have preferred the dry version. And why was he thinking about heat? Because his client was incredibly busy complaining about it. Admittedly the fellow was sweating buckets, so clearly the Thanalan climate was getting to him pretty badly. 
Good man probably wasn’t a native to the area. Just a wild guess.
Ordinarily someone complaining about the scorching sun, sand and daytime heat under their breath would’ve been something the Viera would opt to ignore, but in this instance the guy was so loud about it that it was clear he was fully intending Xandrian to hear every word, and was probably expecting responses too, no matter how repetitive the whole thing was. Xandrian did the polite thing and made agreeing sounds and the odd sympathetic, very short comment when he could get a word in.
He couldn’t even say it was a welcome distraction from the monotony of the trip so far. They were headed for Ul’dah, and while the city was visible already in the far distance, it was only barely so. Xandrian counted the chocobo steps until he could be out of his current company, but did his best to keep attentive to his surroundings at the same time. At least the driver’s seat wasn’t the worst vantage point, even if he felt like he was in the hyur’s way half the time where the guy was directing the chocobos pulling the carriage Xandrian was tasked with keeping safe.
And yes, he had already forgotten the client’s name. Hopefully it wouldn’t make things awkward later. To him it didn’t make a difference as long as he completed the job successfully and got the rest of the payment due at the end of it.
Xandrian brushed an unruly strand of hair off his face and corrected his hood. The particular spot on the carriage was already in shade, but stepping out of it and some head cover would be helpful—but mostly it was to hide his ears. Uncomfortable to have them squished when his were naturally upright? Yes, but a habit at the same time. Viera weren’t the most common sight around and sometimes it served to not draw undue attention to himself.
In truth, he couldn’t even say for sure if the man blabbering his ears off had recognized what race he was without the ears to give it off, despite the rest of his looks. Shouldn’t really matter to either of them, though.
Hood aside, he had also followed the request to wear something that blended in and didn’t immediately make him look like a guard. He’d set his scythe on easy reach but out of immediate sight, too. That was just how it went: some folk wanted their guards to be noticeable and a visual deterrent, while others were more lowkey like this. It wasn’t so unusual.
He wished he could’ve said the lack of professionalism on the client’s side was unusual, though, but honestly?
He really wasn’t the type to complain about his pay, but sheesh.
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evyana-snowfall · 2 years
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🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?
This is, for Evy, a hard one. 
Evyana always had a wandering mind. She was never staying long on the same idea or want. She loses interest rather quickly. Since she left her home until she met her friends, Evyana had always traveled around, barely staying at the same spot. Of course, this doesn't mean she has no interest at all. Or could care less about anything around her. Instead of a wish for herself, Evyana would use it for the few friends around her.
She would do anything to make them safe and happy without any trouble. She wouldn't even mind making her hands dirty for it. The sentence "Hell has no fury like a woman scorned" is there for a reason. 
Besides her friends, Evyana, her summons are the world to her; keeping them safe is one, if not the only, life goal.
Nothing will stop her from making it come true. Not even if it means them hating her for it. 
@mistdrinkersblade
@captainkurosolaire
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kolak-magiya · 11 months
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@mistdrinkersblade I couldn’t help myself lmao
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azure-seadragon · 1 year
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@mistdrinkersblade​ asked:
~Send me a ❣ and I'll gauge my character's current attraction to yours~
✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ | Sexual Attraction ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧ | Romantic Attraction ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧ | Crushing ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ | Squishing ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧ | Sensual Attraction ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ | Aesthetic Attraction
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“Aye, Aye, the bastards bleedin’ gorgeous an’ perfect an’ all tha..” Solana sighs dramatically, though can’t hold back the amused fit of giggles that follow. “Alrigh’, all teasin’ aside- he is a real’ly handsome man, an it’s grand havin’ someone who ca’ match my level of flirtatious bullshite, aye~? Tha’ hair of his is almos’ unfair tho- how th’ fuck does he keep it so soft n’ nice when its tha’ long?” She really loves his hair- braiding it, playing with it.. pulling on it~ its all just very nice~ Though thats not the only thing about him she fancies- it’d be harder to name things about him she doesn’t. (really, nothing even comes to mind..)
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fatewalker-phoenix · 11 months
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9. Are they a "we" couple? (any muse!)
Astor and Eden are a matched set. Do not separate. It took them a while to get there, but especially by Endwalker they've strongly attuned to the same wavelength as a married pair of Warriors of Light.
Jullus got to be on the recieving end of this, as he had to watch them quietly bicker over who would accompany the twins with him to Tertium, before they both nodded and faced him, stating that he would be bringing Four people back with him and the matter was settled, with no room for debate.
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kitty-highball · 11 months
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Pro AND Con for Ilmari!
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Pro: She'll make you things! Fresh bread, a hot meal, a flower crown, a little trinket made out crystal or wood or similar materials, jewelry made with literal skulls and bones- all sorts of things! Gift giving is very much a love language of hers, and she'll shower you in little gifts often! ...just don't freak out if there's bones or something similarly macabre involved, or she might get a little sad.
Con: You'll probably lose her at least once a day. Anytime you're outside together, especially in a new place, she'll be happily dashing around and exploring- often getting distracted with what she finds, or simply not realizing you aren't behind her.. and then instantly freaking out when she realizes shes alone. It doesn't help that, being the literal shortest height a fem-Au'ra can be in game, you will likely never be able to spot her in a crowd. At the very least, she almost always has Nettle with her... so the likelihood of her being in serious danger is probably low.
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symphcnii · 11 months
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↕ 6’4” for Yugiri
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theladyiceheart · 1 year
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Continued from here
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He's right, of course. A part of Ysayle fears that agreeing with that is a way to deny accountability again--something she had already done once when confronted with her much worse sins committed at the Steppes, but even if it did mean she was giving herself an easy way out better that than dwell in indulgent wallowing.
So long as she learned from them, strove to not repeat them, and did her best to atone.
Still. Now that she knows what a tempered person was like she can't help but think with revulsion upon what she had done. What might have been if she ever allowed the false Shiva to occupy others when among those who took up her cause.
She shouldn't forget her mistakes or ignore them, but she supposes it does no good to let them prevent her from doing better.
"Is there truly no cure for tempering. Young Alisaie seems to be taking this particularly hard."
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finishing-touch · 10 months
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Third batch of comms for @alphavanilla || @mistdrinkersblade || @morocosmos || @physicalvocalist || @karoiseka
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