#she is doing it as RYNE and RYNE ONLY

[haunted-xander]

Girls when they are irreperably shaped by their circumstances

+ the sketch bc I liked it :3

#i will never be normal about ryne ever. i am physically incapable of being normal about her #like she has ALL the things that Get Me in a character #a shitty isolated childhood. family issues. identity issues. guilt and grief. is Special in a way that hurts her more than anything #she has trouble getting that sense of belonging and shes never know how to 'fit in' #be it in society as a whole or even just the little found family shes been integrated to #and also the dichotomy of her being a sweet passive girl who is also badass and uses sick ass daggers #i loooove her so so much #OH ALSO. venat shiva ysayle & minfilias arms are cradling her :) bc she is following in their steps but ALSO is doing it as HERSELF #she is doing it as RYNE and RYNE ONLY #very important #ryne waters #uuum how the FUCK do i tag eden shiva #uh well #shiva #i GUESS #um #eden shiva #???? #final fantasy #final fantasy 14 #final fantasy xiv #ff14 #ffxiv #art #my art #xanders art #digital art #fan art #xander being insane about ryne

[minarcana]

#ok guess what fuckers youre going to be on another tag ramble adventure with me #ive been afflicted with the same images in my brain tumbling around and the only way to free my brain is to write them out #and anyways i have been contemplating wol au uri for a bit due to various reasons (he came up and then i got this image and couldnt be free #shb with uri as the wol is. after killing vauthry. he is SO fucked up that raha STILL wont just let him die #he was supposed to have raha send him to the rift with the light and let him die there but now that he cant stop him rahas taking it himsel #and theres the whole. 'no we really cannot have the wol die.' thing. #that makes it infinitely worse to uri. him just yelling through blood to let him die! let him have his turn! he WANTS to die! #the idea of bring told that the wol CANT die makes it so much more unfair to him #'you wouldnt know what to do if i died? i didnt know what to do for years after louisoux died! i still dont know what to do without moenbry #da! papalymo can sacrifice himself and everyone adapts! shtola has thrown herself to the lifestream twice! minfilia died! i had to stay sil #ent and let ryne choose her own path if she died or not! i cant tell people that i would be lost yet everyone gets to tell ME that? #do you think i am better than them do you think them worth less why do they have the right to die and i do not!' #he is SO SO SO much worse as a wol and it falls out in one outburst after hes quizzed as to why he thought he could sacrifice himself #but he also realizes that its really fucked up to say that aloud so yknow. yknow what. yknow. #hell bottle up all his feelings and then one day hell either die or start crying and it looks like he aint allowed to die! #he still takes the aid from ardbert at amaurot with the statement that #'if i dont try and save who i might then ill never be able to face moenbryda' #anyways cannot stop thinking about me giving uri the echo like 'this will be funny!' and hes just 'my life has become infinitely worse' #HEAD IN MY HANDS

[abimee]

also the main gist is that the three soulbonded meet a small group of researchers at the base of a tower they call the crystal tower and are trying to research it, when the group say that a mysterious magician named amon cursed them to share souls a researcher name graha claims that it would be impossible for that to have been the True amon, as he had died in the end of the allag empire centuries ago, but cant put it out of the question that Someone claiming to be amon has cursed them. The group say they had tried stopping amon who was chasing a girl, who is found by the encampment later bearing uncanny resemblance to the palmira doll, Minfillia. She claims her name is Ryne and she has no recollection of events beyond being chased by a strange magician who offered to help her, and has no clue where she came from. The group decide that the only way to figure out for sure what is going on, and who this mysterious so-called Amon is, is to go into the crystal tower and search for the magician himself, which leads down a winding path of mystery and discovery that nobody is prepared for

#one of the aspects is that ryne graha and after meeting her gaia all have a strange crest on their hands #graha claims its a crest to show one carries royal allagan blood in them but neither ryne or gaia shows any ability controlling #the tower and grahas thesis was entirely limited and based strictly on himself #because when he lived on corvos(?) he was the only one with this mark and it was considered cursed #later amon (REAL) claims hes seen that crest borne on the hand of the doll that brought forth the calamity as it walked across the land #but that still doesnt explain why graha has it even though you later find out gaia and rynes souls were consumed by the doll #well. gaias was. ryne was already there because she was the minfillia that brought the eve of disaster #and her mind was wiped afterwards of all events so she is essentially the palmira doll living amongst the people #and it only gets rekindled when she (on accident) has gaias soul consumed into the doll in a crystal expedition #amon wishes to use this doll as a means for his research but could never obtain it as the doll itself has been said to have disappeared #and all thats left is ryne who is attached to the doll #it all comes back around to how souls work with the doll and hence why he was testing cloning without and with souls #basically to see if it would be possible to clone the palmira doll and just insert any soul into it #they wonder if amon didnt Make the doll despite it being said to be allag technology then Who Did #but he refuses to answer. anyway its emet #brodie was ascian shenaniging some stuff backstage and made the doll and hydaelyn got control of it during the eve of disaster #and sent the doll to another universe. which comes back around when graha has to stand off against amon at the towers center #and while gaia and ryne are transformed into palmira dolls he has to use his crest to Do Something and he doesnt know What or How #but before amon can successfuly pull his little doll stunt graha is suddenly not in the tower but in a field somewhere #with minfillia (REAL) standing over him and in the distance is a building silhouette that looks like the crystal tower #but she claims that this is the time he needs to save #anyway

[miqojak]

Hey hi I’ve been here for like a day tops and I just want to tell you I really like Jak

Like.

A completely normal amount. Definitely.

Ha! You're totally allowed to look disrespectfully, or like her 'abnormal' amounts, heh - then someone is as excited as me for my terrible cat-woman! Jak herself approves! Her god complex says it's totally fine. XD

(Also I'm flattered!! Heck! )

#ooc #thanks!! ahhh #I've spent so long feeling like people only like demure pastel catgirls (jak feels like that too tbh) #and the one time she agreed to do a date auction it proved her right #no one wanted her - but there was a bidding war for the soft virginal miqo girl in the white ryne outfit #jak just rolls her eyes and keeps being punk

[devotedlystrangewizard]

character hyperfixations suck actually because theyre the only way i can be invested in media but also they will have me going "hey where are they" "i wonder how theyre doing rn" right up until either the character or my interest dies

#currently in garlemald #i JUST realized while writing his post. the dying thing. i lose interest when a character dies bc no more new content #it happened with destiny & cayde it happened with zenos in ffxiv #but the thing is. these games have a fuckton of lore and story to comb through. #my interest in either game didnt die with the character hyperfixation i just. got a new one. #in theory i can be somewhat normal in ffxiv and actually appreciate most characters but. yeah. replaying shadowbringers except #im only interested in the cutscenes. #i didnt care about the first the first time through bc i was that fixated on zenos #i do care about the first NOW but only because gaia is my dearest & she & ryne deserve to be happy #but obviously gaia isnt in the msq so #shadowbringers felt formulaic in the same way hunting down the primals in arr msq did #while yes the overarching plot of shadowbringers is good and the writing is great and the villain is fantastic and graha is there. #going to a region doing a bunch of quests killing a lightwarden 'and now go do this four more times :)' is not my personal idea of fun #stormblood is still my favorite but hey man what do i know #it wouldve been endwalker if it wasnt for the ending & the way it sent me into 3 days of constantly ranting about #narrative redemption vs narrative condemnation for characters #but hey what do i know im just a teenager with weird opinions on things #really wish i was more confident in my takes i have so many posts i could make

[noxtivagus]

REMEMBER that one cutscene in shadowbringers w. ykyk those two blondes 🥹

#🌙.rambles #[ ffxiv. ] #impulsively watching an ffxiv cutscene rn before i work on some stuff & immediately i feel rather better i love this game so much :< #THE WARRIORS OF LIGHT OF THE FIRST :c GODDAMN HEROES IN FFXIV I LOVE THE WAY THEY DO IT SO MUCH AND HOW IT HURTS #also lamitt & ardbert i hate that so much ffxiv you're so mean. & then w ardbert.... sacrifice.... n then the end of shb fuck. #hope. #why does ffxiv make me cry so easily i'm #I GOT AN AD WHEN TOMORROW AND TOMORROW REPRISE STARTED PLAYING IN THE OST SMH #last year i cried so much when i first went through the cutscene bcs. her words n her struggles were #i'm crying i missed playing ffxiv ahh i remember the words i wrote to myself the first i played through this. i remember crying too #burdens. ryne w her regrets n. the help of others.... so many times close to giving up but she made it w them #'yet here you stand resolved. now....tell me your hearts desire' :< this cutscene is so precious to me #yk i cried too the first i listened this ost. alphinaud. eulmore. his character development is smth i admire so much!!!! i'm so proud!!!! #ffxiv w shb means so much to me :< stuff w shadows and light and remembrance and hfkajfklsdf all the themes ! #'we stand now at the crossroads. a decision must be made' reminds me of that one line in to the edge #oh my god i aspire to be like. minfilia. the wol too :< 'tis only natural to be afraid. to hesitate' #SHES GONE THROUGH HER OWN SUFFERING TOO N YET. look here w her soft smile n comforting words she's so beautiful #i'm so proud of ryne she's grown to be her own person n have her own purpose n love herself n #smh yk what i wish i had a partner like gaia too smh where's my rinoa 😭 #'i cant help but believe' ryne you're making me cry i love the way she delivered that line #'but i want to do more' & 'make a difference' & 'i want to help them like they helped me and even maybe inspire others to do the same' #oh she's just like me fr. but she shines so brightly like the sun she's so loved i cldn't compare at all but.... SOB WAIT #only way forward & 'since all of our heroes are gone we'll just have to make heroes of ourselves'. what a wonderful dream. hope.... #i can't do this i'm crying wait 'if ever you should falter remember this: no one however powerful is immune to the whisperings of doubt and #despair. do not give in to them but do not deny them either. look instead to the light within that you may continue to serve #as a beacon to others' :< minfilia fuck you 'but not even the most valiant heroes can stand alone' ARDBERT fuck you #'only together may you change the fate of two worlds' sigh n then the ending of shb!!!! & after this cutscene w thancred n urianger 🥺 #i feel a bit better again :< i can always allow myself to be vulnerable when it comes to fiction. i shld indulge myself more in this #to.. distract myself. live vicariously through fiction. sigh. no this'll just be my coping mechanism so i can perform well enough irl #& then i'll let myself free when it comes to my passions like this yeah i'll cope i'll distract myself on my own c: stop thinkinghfkldk </3

[voidsentprinces]

One of my favorite details about Warrior of Light is how side character will see us fight a Primal and be both awe struck and terrified of us. Like they can't tell which one of us is the real monster out there on the battlefield. The Warrior of Light keeps Lolorito up at night, the Holy See would rather open its gate to the exiled Scions than to spurn the Warrior of Light, better to keep them clearly in direct line of vision and then send them out on a suicide mission to parley with Dragons than let them stay cooped up in Ishgard and constantly a threat, Ysayle is genuinely at lost for words after we fight Ravana saying she hasn't seen us fight like that since she and her fought and despite just being defeated by Ravana, she seems more afraid of us than she is of still being in ambush distance of the One Mind, Elidibus doesn't truly comprehend our power and after we activate the Crystal of Azem, he genuinely falters and asks who we are, Thordan sees us as a terror beyond terrors, his death not being a peaceful one as we are warped from his perspective, Fandaniel chooses Zenos and us to antagonize genuinely because we are literally the only thing on Eitheirys that could guarantee that Zodiark was vanquished and the Final Days unleashed, Ryne is drawn to us for a reason beyond any sense she knows at first much like her she can sense the powerful light like that of Warden and needs to know more of it, and the only ones who outgambit us (Ilberd, Fandaniel, Emet-Selch and Zenos) are not in their right mind to begin with in dealing with us. And then again, all they can really do is STALL us as we are a single person siege engine cutting through waves of soldiers, the Garleans despise us and yet also respect us for what we did in the Praetorium, Zenos is truly in awe of us and calls us Champion of the Savages in reverence. Very few who meet us at first are gladened by our arrival, some are genuinely nervous and unsure when they meet us for the first time. If they do not hear tales of our gentler side from those who know us best.

The Warrior of Light is a beacon of hope but also a power not to be trifled with lightly and its kind of amazing how they write us.

#{ when hope is gone } #{ undo this lock } #{ and send me forth } #{ on a moonlit walk }

[autumnslance]

Normally I'd agree many Final Fantasy games have rather young protagonists. It's because they're usually single-player JRPGs made with the assumption of younger players, and like most Young Adult media, create characters that cater to that, even if it ends up with teens running the world and fighting in wars. And for many players, the first time playing these games is in childhood/adolescence/very young adulthood. So it's YA anime.

Final Fantasy XIV does not fall into that same mold, despite the "Teen" rating for legal and distribution purposes.

The majority of the FF14 cast, including the bulk of the main characters, are between 20 and 40 years old (the Scion Archons, Ishgard Elf Husbands). Many other characters are between 40 and 80 (Ishgard's Counts are all late middle aged to elder dads/grandpas, Gaius is mid 50s, Jehantel and Ran'jit are elderly, all still active). The younger characters (especially with any authority or special position) like the Leveilleur twins, are actually outliers. And the youth of the characters between 16 and 20 years old tends to be plot relevant, where that inexperience and naivety causes problems and drives story (Nanamo's arc at the end of ARR into HW, Alphinaud and the Crystal Braves, Ryne's determination of self in ShB, etc).

Characters have a variety of appearances; some characters in the same age ranges look very different. Varis is only 4 years older than X'rhun but Varis's model shows the stress and disagreeableness of his life a lot more than the RDM trainer's. Cid's in his mid-30s but with the beard looks older--and without it he has a baby face (hair color doesn't matter, cuz they do keep the anime trope of "everyone's got white or silver hair"). Lalafell are designed to be anime-cute halflings so it's hard to tell their adult ages even if they've got facial hair like grandfatherly Papashan. The pad'jal of course look like kids, but the youngest main pad'jal is A-Ruhn in his late teens; all the others are adults stuck in adolescent bodies. E-Sumi is a few hundred years old. Kan-E uses various methods to look older so other leaders and people from outside Gridania will take her seriously as an adult. The padjal introduced in the StB WHM quests is a child, and that's the plot; she's not in charge of anything, or has any particularly advanced-for-her-age skills. She's just a kid having a really rough time.

This inability to determine age by looking and assuming isn't just due to limits of the game engine and character creation options; it reflects real life. I met my work team for the first time in person recently; one person looked older than I know them to be, thanks to months of stress and health issues. While all of them were shocked to remember I'm in my 40s as according to them, I "look much younger". Most people are actually pretty bad at guesstimating ages based on appearance, due to the variety of folks' lives.

Speaking of kid characters, many of the children we interact with, like the Doman Adventurers, are between 12 and 14 and act much younger. Khloe has this going on too, with her age "corrected" to 13 (when previously listed as 10), but she acts way younger to me. Most of the actual child characters are treated like children, and it's not until they get to 14-16 (Honoroit, Leveva) that we start to see them treated like maturing adolescents and having some rsponsibilities, but still young and prone to the kind of choices one expects of less experienced and more emotional youth.

As a MMO, FF14's primary audience is actually adults; teens do play the game, but also age up with it if they keep playing. If a 15 year old began playing with ARR's release, they're in their mid-20s now. Having a primarily adult cast, and treating child characters like children, and adolescents like young people figuring out how young adulthood works, makes sense for this game.

FF14's time bubble is also part of the issue; a developer tool to keep it so they don't have to worry too much about character ages, new models so often, or how long things take in game. Timelines are then intentionally left malleable for the players' benefits, to create our own stories and determine how long things take for our WoLs and their tales. Some folks have their stories pass in real time, some compress it to a year per expac, some expand it out even longer. So the ages the characters have listed in the lorebooks and rarely in game (which is then reflected in online resources), is a starting baseline. Personal headcanons as always should be applied (including changing around some character ages to fit one's own story if necessary).

Also, FF16, made by the same team, has a brief prologue/tutorial section where the main trio is between 10 and 15, guided/trained by adult characters, experience the inciting incident trauma--and then we spend the majority of the game with the main cast in their 20s and 30s. The game also has a mature rating, featuring some sexual situations, lots of violence, and stronger language than other FF games. It's made for adults, and its cast reflects that.

So it is a matter of audience expectations; for a MMO, you're going to have an older and aging player base, and the varied ages of the cast reflect that, as do their varied appearances and experiences as adults. The young characters are treated closer to how their youth should be; still with respect for those in positions like Nanamo, but also prone to errors due to inexperience that drive story. In other FF titles, which were made to be more YA-focused, a teen and young 20s cast were treated much differently. But even in the single-player FF titles, if they are made with adult players in mind, their cast and stories likewise reflect that.

#final fantasy xiv #audience #time bubble #ages #aging #cast #gang's all here #literary analysis #I agree most FF games don't have main casts outside the teens but there's reasons for that #and one can't really fit FF14 into that same mold when the cast is this large and varied #yes this is kinda in response to another post but not putting them on blast

[wind-up-thancred]

bit of thancred character musing under the cut that im gonna try to approximate from a 6am discord rambling into something i can actually post. both SHB and EW spoilers included

i saw some folks talking on twt about how guilt seems to be a very important factor in his life and i agree. i think a lot of major parts of his character and arcs have been due to guilt over something he did (or didnt even really do, re: the whole goobue rampage situation). it's driven him to work his ass off after louisoix which lead to him getting possessed... but its probably also what motivated him to do better for ryne after being forced to look his fuckups directly in the eye instead of just wallowing about them. but i think, at the same time, he doesnt really seem to, like... actually be proud of himself for a lot of the stuff he's done in order to work off that guilt? the biggest giveaway for that being the line in endwalker on the ragnarok where he talks about his "good deeds" cynically and seems to insist that they were never really that impactful in the first place. that they'll just go to dust when he dies.

in shb, during the ahm areng segment, not only does he talk down on himself in general, but also puts down his attempts to help OG minfilia back in the pre-ARR days... when i'm pretty sure she never even blamed him for the goobue rampage in the first place.

it's all a little bit sad to me, tbh. i've seen some people reason that, because he was only able to escape poverty due to louisoix seeing potential in his thieving skills, he's essentially internalized the idea that he's only really worth keeping around by ANYONE if he's actively being productive, either helping others or trying to fix whatever fuckups he feels he's made. i think that would explain a lot of this

note the "few positive traits" line, which to me comes across as "i was only picked up out of childhood poverty because he thought my skills were useful." though i don't really know how much of that mentality he's managed to work past by post endwalker. he IS able to go off on his own, and mentions that he trusts the scions to keep themselves safe now... but as i ranted about before, the short story points out that he's only really content to rest briefly before he feels obligated again to seek out unrest to try and help, specifically mentioning minfilia again. also, a couple times during the story, notably post ARR after his possession, mid SHB after he's wounded in a fight with sineaters, and post SHB after he passes out due to the weakening soul-body bond, he seems to dislike even having to rest for medical reasons

it's a pretty interesting part of his character to me. idk if the writers specifically had his rigorous upbringing in mind when they wrote these parts of his character, but to me it would make a lot of sense as an explanation for why he's so averse to rest and why he carries so much guilt and why he's so passionate about keeping the folks around him safe. that's kinda been his whole reason for life since he was a kid-- using his skills for the benefit of others. to him, doing anything other than that would be a waste, it seems.

idk. funny guy makes my heart hurt. yes i had all these dialogue screencaps saved and on hand. yes i am a little insane. what of it

#ffxiv #um idk if i wanna tag this. maybe. whatever #thancred #thancred waters #shadowbringers spoilers #endwalker spoilers

[haunted-xander]

Mirror

#do you think that ryne used to haye looking in the mirror bc all shed see is what she should be but isnt #shed see a minfilia that isnt the right minfilia. shed see a pale imitation of the minfilia she should be #shell never be the one thancred wants to see shes but a lackluster replacement #she wants to be that minfilia- she wants thancreds suffering to stop and she wants to be freed from the burden #but she cant. and she doesnt really want to bc that would mean to disappear. but she sees no other way #to her that was the only viable option #but now shes free from that burden #and has escaped minfilias shadow #she is herself now- she is ryne. not minfilia #ryne waters #minfilia warde #final fantasy #final fantasy 14 #final fantasy xiv #ff14 #ffxiv #art #my art #xanders art #digital art #fan art #xander being insane about ryne

[tsunael]

Despite all their efforts, the Light had returned. The Exarch was gone, and once again she was the one left standing when the dust settled. She was tired. So very tired.

The days went on.

There was a stiffness growing inside that went well past her bones; it seized the sinew and locked her joints, causing an ache in every move. With each morning that she still drew breath, she found someone new in the mirror: that morning's iteration showed a woman whose skin had turned a sickly pallor, whilst her dark hair had begun to bleach itself to unnatural blonde.

When it all becomes too much to bear, seek me out at my abode, in the dark depths of the Tempest.

Emet-Selch had invited her to retain her dignity, and a part of her would have gone without a second thought if she only had the means to do so. As if her stiff legs could carry her to wherever The Tempest even was in this alien land. As she was now, she lived the paradoxical existence of hurry up and wait while her comrades scrambled for a cure for something that they all knew could not be undone.

--

Thancred moved from towering over her to gently sit upon her bed. The weight of him pulled her in, though she made great effort to keep the distance.

"You look well," he lied through his teeth. "Just when I thought you could not be more radiant-- All that beauty rest has done much and more." Had he not sounded so sincere, she would have mistaken it for dry wit.

She looked over her shoulder at him, twisted as she was, and wrinkled her nose. "Surely you didn't come just to be cruel."

His amiable expression fell, and she felt a pang of guilt for for her lashing.

"Apologies," he frowned. "That was... not my intent," he added, his voice flat. He politely moved his hands to clasp firmly between his knees.

She believed him that time. Tsuna pinched her arm to keep from throwing herself at him in a desperate need for comfort. They both sorely needed it. She wouldn't give into something so base-- not again.

"You shouldn't be in here," she whispered.

It had been a few days-- from what she could tell-- since then he had become more sunkissed. His boots were ruddy with Amh Araeng's dusty sands-- a far, and queer destination for one who could not ride the Aether.

"I didn't mean to bother. I simply wished to see how you were getting on," he said, twisting to better take her in, his hand brushed her curled tail. "Would you rather I leave?"

He was kind-- much too kind. She much preferred when they were trading blows, at least she could take them.

"That's not what I meant..." she sighed, winded. "You shouldn't be near me. It's not safe."

He gave pause, then chuffed at her proposal. "Y'shtola gave no such warning about your... condition."

"Y'shtola does not know everything," she snapped.

"Ryne has contained it," he countered, and she half-expected a 'for now' to be tacked on to the end of it. It was silent, but it was there. She knew.

Tsuna huffed. Frustration was causing her voice to grow thick with emotion. "She's just a girl, Thancred."

"And I trust her with my life. As should you." His tone had raised in defense before softening. "...She would never lead us astray."

Gently, he reached out to touch her exposed shoulder, and she stiffened, jolting away from the touch.

"Gods--" she swore. "You can't-- Don't-- Don't touch me."

She had brought the Light back to Norvrandt simply by being alive. The swell of it was strong enough to be felt knocking against her seams in her weaker moments. Who was to say she could not corrupt him-- or anyone else-- simply by being.

He grabbed her outstretched hand that had pushed him away, and reeled her back in against her will. His fingers intertwined with her own, and for a moment she thought something may just burst from her. Not the Light, no, but equally as unstable. It was something far more devastating.

The bird in her chest beat its wings against its cage and she wanted so badly to let it free.

"You see?" he asked, soft. "Everything's all right."

She could only stare at their intwined hands, marveling at the difference of size, how his own dwarfed her in comparison. His smooth, Hyuran skin compared to her own scales was fascinating, but with enough callouses on his palms to pen a story.

He had never touched her quite like that. The word intimate danced on her tongue and her breath fell shallow. Intimate. She gripped him back, rooting her fingers between his own, and to her surprise, he did not let go.

When he lowered his lips to her shoulder, she didn't notice, still transfixed where they joined, growing concerned that she could not feel the warmth of his hand. The breath dancing against her collarbone brought her back to where she belonged, though she felt no heat.

He kissed her as if it were his only solution to placating a grieving woman. Of course, it would be. Of course, it was all he ever knew. She didn't know what to feel. She wanted him to continue. She wanted to know where the trail would lead him; higher, or lower?

She also very much wanted to kiss him back, if only she could. Would she even be able to feel it?

Oh, Gods. What was wrong with her?

Your friends are now your foes. If you do not kill them, they will kill you.

"I think you should go," she whispered.

With a short pause, he lifted himself from her, and thus slackened his grip. Their connection broke, and she immediately missed the loss.

Thancred finally pulled away to give her space without complaint, though his honey-dark eyes lingered to study, to see where he had erred. His jaw worked for a moment before beginning to speak, then deciding against it. He stood from her bed.

"Keep the faith," was all he said. It was all he could say.

#gpose #haha hey #back at it again with your weekly dose of melodramatic wolcred #when will tsuna stop crying-- when will it stop #me spending like an hour solidifying her color palette to show how the light is affecting her then using a preset where u can't even SEE IT #that's me-core ok #my writing (derogatory)

[uldahstreetrat]

is it awfully late at night for this? yes. but I just finished off a bottle of the worst watermelon liquor Ive ever purchased so

the pros and cons of each are below the cut, have at!

the Official Ophianne Love Life Fight

Artoirel de Fortemps

pros: probably the only stable relationship Ophianne has ever had, they both love music, witty banter goes hard

cons: right person wrong time but if it was the right person would there be a wrong time, she did the whole "ishgard noble's wife" thing once and it ended poorly, their dads are dating now and that makes the whole vibe REALLY weird, she had five years in the First to get over the breakup

Thancred Waters

pros: the OG love interest, both huge flirts, Ryne's parents fr, combat couple, he is SO much shorter than her, he constantly plays into her theatrical dramatics, no one else can make her laugh the same way

cons: they fight a lot tbh, he tends to run off and do his own thing and she has very specific daddy issues about that, they havent really spent much time together since ShB

Altani Dotharl

pros: tiny lesbian x super tall pansexual, would kill and die for Ophianne without hesitation, lowkey got that yandere vibe

cons: it was kinda a short fling, they really dont see each other much, lowkey got that yandere vibe

Guhthaerz

pros: hot and never wears a shirt, both have pirate backgrounds, actually someone that's taller than her for once, is absolutely so super into Ophianne, mid battle flirting all the time, almost holds his liquor better than she does - almost

cons: kinda sorta might be working for the villains, she's only flirting with him because her life has gotten too stable, they like just met, also again he's working for the bad guys and keeps ending up in fights with her niece

YOUR wol/oc

pros/cons: i dunno you tell me lmao

#this is one of the silliest things ive ever done #ill have to reblog this in the morning cause most people are almost definitely offline rn #im giggling so hard about this whole deal #people encouraged me into thinking it was a good idea

[lavampira]

d'alia liveq in the trust system

- unique job label of ‘warrior of light’ and serves as a tank (dark knight) or dps (summoner: ARR-SB, dancer: SHB-DT) only

- can use resurrection, the blackest night, and shield samba regardless of job

- uses esteem rather than a carbuncle as a summoner

- closed position priority for other dps: alisaie > ryne > g’raha > y’shtola > estinien > zero

- if another party member is injured, she’ll cast the blackest night on them over herself. will also prioritize shielding the twins or ryne if they’re in the party.

- states “I won’t allow it!” when she resurrects another party member

- if her hp drops below 10%, she enters a form of living dead in which esteem takes over until she’s either healed >50% or killed, signified by a buff labeled ‘esteemed warrior’ with fray’s silhouette

- makes frequent and aggressive use of defensive abilities even as a dps

- she’s strategic with executing limit breaks as a dps, mostly doing so in a safe opening and often deferring to other party members, but she will race only estinien to LB2 on a final boss

#i’ve been using support to practice ast between rouls and the npc quirks got me thinking about what hers would be like lmao #dani.txt #oc: d'alia liveq

[impossible-rat-babies]

wip wednesday

i got tagged by @lavampira! ty friend! :D im gonna tag: @scionshtola, @fooltofancy, @hythlodaes, @lilas, @galadae, @thevikingwoman, @coldshrugs and @birues and whomever else! go for it!

not really shb spoilers? kinda? npc name spoilers, for the most part

“Do you think…it will return to normal?”

Ryne’s voice is soft and hesitant—careful as she looks down at their hands. Long has the last of the Light ebbed from their body; no trace of it remains in their soul or skin by Ryne’s countless careful examinations. And yet their hands remain ivory white—smooth like plaster, and just as devoid of warmth and the sensation of touch.

They shake their head—only aware of her touch by watching her trace the lines across their palm. The lines where their skin wrinkles together are still there; their flesh still yields beneath her touch and the movement of their wrist and fingers. It’s unsettling—this part of their body that looks so different and feels so distant still responds to their desire to move. Their fingers twitch, carefully as they briefly touch Ryne’s hand.

“Alisaie observed it being not unlike the patients at the Inn once the light had faded. Mayhaps they will one day regain some semblance of a normal life, but their bodies will always bear the scars of the corruption.”

They spread their hand flat, tendons pulling and the veins pucker with their tattoos.

“So you’ll remain like this.” She concludes short and quick, and they look at her. They know the pull of her brow and the turn at the corners of her lips well by now.

“‘Tis not your doing, Ryne.” They remind her gently. She opens her mouth to protest and they quietly shush her.

“You did all that you could to stay the Light. That I remain here is due in no small part to you; tis but another scar of the many.”

#im thinking many thoughts about these two #ffxiv #owen writes: wip #oc: eyrie kisne

[ainyan]

Kal'istae Miurani - Stats and Facts

B A S I C S

Name: Kal’istae Miurani

Nicknames: Kali

Age: 34 as of the beginning of Dawntrail

Nameday: 18th day of the 3rd Astral Moon

Race: Xaela Au Ra

Gender: Female

Orientation: Pansexual/Demi-Romantic

Relationship(s): Thancred Waters (Lover/Husband)

Profession: Warrior of Light

Canon Jobs: All Jobs

Main Jobs: White Mage, Summoner, Dancer, Paladin, Dragoon

Crafter/Gatherer: Yes (Omnicrafter/Gatherer)

P H Y S I C A L   A S P E C T S

Hair: Midnight blue with silver streaks. She keeps it long - hip length or longer, and bound in a braid that falls down along her spine.

Eyes: Indigo with glowing lavender limbal rings

Skin: Indigo with silver freckles and obsidian scales

Tattoos/scars: One tattoo: A meteor brand between her shoulder blades. She still hopes for the brand of an Archon someday. A number of small scars are scattered across her back, ribs, stomach, legs, and arms, evidence of her very active and combat-filled lifestyle.

F A M I L Y

Parents: Unnamed Dotharl Xaela

Siblings: No known blood siblings. Two adopted siblings in Sharlayan - Cassandra and Aidan Miurani. Two foster siblings in Ishgard - Artoirel and Emmanellain de Fortemps.

Grandparents: Unnamed Dotharl Xaela

In-laws and Other: Ryne Waters (Stepdaughter)

Pets: Numerous various animals and mammets

S K I L L S

Abilities: Skilled in magic, gathering, crafting, fighting. Particularly skilled in alchemy, cooking, sewing, and jewelry making. Adept Summoner with access to all known Egis.

Hobbies: Making plushes, particularly of animals she’s encountered or people she knows. She keeps most of them for herself, but will gift them to her special people or occasionally barter them for goods she needs.

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Patience. Kal’istae has infinite patience when dealing with almost anything, whether it’s waiting for news, helping those in need, teaching her goldsmithing students, or awaiting Thancred’s return from wherever he’s run off to.

Most Negative Trait: Low self-esteem. Despite her notoriety and fame, Kal’istae does not look at herself the same way everyone else does. She does not see the miracles she has wrought or the good deeds she has done, only the mistakes she has made and the cost in lives lost to her inability to solve every problem.

L I K E S

Colors: Purple, blue, teal, lavender, silver, gold

Smells: Warm leather, gunpowder, gun oil, lavender, sage, wild roses, starflowers, fresh churned earth.

Textures: Silk, smooth wood, smooth stone, velvet, soft petals, cold water

Drinks: Hot tea, water, sweet red wine, hot chocolate

O T H E R    D E T A I L S

Smokes: Never

Drinks: Occasionally, but only when around others and when there is someone else abstaining

Drugs: Never

Mount Issuance: Kal’istae was claimed early by a rental chocobo from Mimigun in Ul’dah, and when she was given her issuance from the Flames, she immediately chose her friend and named him Zhikanikoth, or Zeek for short. It was many years later that the memory of her first chocobo companion, also named Zhikankioth, returned to her and she realized that her first companion was none other than her current companion, waiting those five long years for his mistress to return. She also has a very large number of mounts she has gathered over the years, but none so beloved as her Zeek.

Been Arrested: What?? No! (Being arrested for a false accusation of regicide doesn’t count!)

Tagged by: @paintedscales

Tagging: No one in particular, but if no one else has tagged you and you would like to do this, consider yourself tagged by me!

#ffxiv #kal'istae miurani #meme: character facts #tagged #tagging

[dragons-bones]

FFXIV Write Entry #8: Behold, a Man

Prompt: shed || Master Post || On AO3

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Ryne clapped both hands over her mouth, shoulders hitching. Gaia bit her lower lip and looked skyward, vainly attempting to keep a straight face.

The amaro yearling in the middle of her first molt sighed heavily and flapped her wings. Each of her four wings were utterly bare, her soft baby down having fallen out all at once, the naked, pink skin in stark contrast to the grey-green of her shaggy coat. “Bwee,” she chirped, forlorn.

Gaia snorted, gaze still to the sky. A choking wheeze escaped Ryne.

“Girls, what’s the mat—” Synnove stopped right behind them. A strangled squeak escaped her. “Oh,” she said, voice pitched high. “I see.”

The yearling bleated. Gaia chanced a look at her; the amaro’s eyes were very big, and limpid, and sad. She flapped her bare, stubby wings.

Gaia hurriedly looked up again. Such a lovely blue the sky was. A shame there weren’t any clouds today, trying to find shapes in them would make for an excellent distraction right about now.

The pitter-patter of little paws across the paddock reached her ears, followed by the soft thump of a carbunclet running into the back of her legs. Oof! Roksana, then. Sorry, Gaia!

“It’s all right,” Gaia said. She was very proud of herself: her voice was only a little bit strangled.

And then, the horrified, too-loud whisper of a carbunclet who still didn’t quite understand volume or who not to project her harmonic to: Mommy, what happened to her wings?!

Gaia snorted again, and broke, and cackled. Automatically, she and Ryne braced their shoulders together to stay upright; Gaia wrapped her arms around her stomach, as if that would do a damn thing to keep her near-hysterical laughter contained, while Ryne still had her hands clamped over her mouth, eyes squeezed shut as desperate, wheezing giggles escaped her.

Mommy, she looks like a plucked chicken, came Amandina’s incredulous harmonic echoing through their minds.

The yearling, outraged, squawked.

Yeah, nope, Gaia was done.

Both she and Ryne collapsed to the ground. Her best friend curled up on her side, tears pouring down her cheeks and laughing so hard she wasn’t even making sound any longer. Gaia meanwhile was on her knees, forehead pressed into the bare dirt of the paddock and one fist pounding the ground as she gasped for air between bouts of laughter. She felt Roksana poke her cheek with a paw and heard her ask What’s so funny? and it only made her laugh all the harder.

“I can’t breathe,” Ryne wheezed, then managed to stop her convulsions long enough to gulp in a breath before more giggles overtook her.

Gaia was vaguely aware of Synnove stumbling around them to console the embarrassed yearling, but the older woman’s snickering was audible over the hysterics of the two Oracles. She could vaguely hear two of the Zun amaro keepers—probably Szen and Knem—chuckling somewhere behind them, and then Szel’s familiar voice calling out, “Girls, no dying, or Captain Lyna will be cross!”

“Trying!” Gaia croaked.

“Try harder!”

“Not helping!” Synnove’s voice pitched too high from struggling to contain her own laughter. The amaro yearling was audibly grumbling.

Eventually, both Gaia and Ryne managed to get a hold of themselves, and they flopped on their backs as they slowly got their breathing back under control. Gaia dared to peek over at Synnove and the yearling; the yearling had her head pressed into Synnove’s torso, still grumbling and growling her discontent, while Synnove scratched her neck and crooned wordlessly. She hurriedly looked away before she could see the poor yearling’s wings again.

Roksana, meanwhile, had flopped onto Ryne’s neck—from this angle, Roksana’s body obscured Gaia’s view of the lower half of her friend’s face—and Ryne was cuddling the white pearl carbunclet. You two are weird, Roksana chittered.

“So are you,” Ryne said, and Gaia saw her eyes crinkle in the way that meant she that was smiling in that wide, shining way of hers.

Her vision was suddenly full of black pearl carbunclet, and Gaia grinned up at Amandina. “Can I help you, little miss?”

Amandina headbutted her cheek and said, her harmonic soft and staticky in the way that meant she was speaking to Gaia alone, Ask her out already.

Gaia gathered the little carbuncle up and kissed the top of her head. “Stop trying to rig the betting pool for your mum,” she whispered into Amandina’s ear. “When we’re both good and ready, all right?”

Amandina grumbled. Fine, fine.

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