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And yet...there were those that stood in defiance of fate☄️
A little Xel'ia/style study!
"Just one more delivery and then we're done for the day, promise!"
Xel worked as a courier sometimes in her pre-Warrior of Light days. Her chocobo, Ghost, is pretty young here -- hence his small size! They're best budssss
Let go or be dragged 🥀
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A little love letter to one of my favorite expansions! Shadowbringers is such a tumultuous time for Xel'ia, and it's when she's at her most vulnerable and most volatile. The light poisoning certainly doesn't help.
I wanted this piece to capture that. The presence of both Emet's and the Exarch's hands on Xel'ia feel oppressive and overwhelming. But where Emet's seem to be focused on pulling Xel'ia down, the Exarch's are trying to lift her up -- and if you look closely, you can see that he's trying to also keep Emet's leylines from tightening around her neck.
Xel's attitude towards the Exarch was not the greatest towards the beginning of the expansion, but I love that he was trying *so hard* to do the right thing -- she just couldn't see it at the time. Thankfully, she softens up over time towards him, seeing the necessity and good intentions of his actions, even when misguided.
"I would ask one last favor of you, Warrior of Light..."
(something something seduced by the wyrm)
A little dialogue meme for Xel'ia! I had a lot of fun working on this!
I tried to capture her personality, but it's hard in such small vignettes. She's soft, warm, and compassionate, but she also has learned not to take any shit over the years, and she's confident in who she is.
Oh, your love is sunlight 🌻
Happiness looks good on you
might need to actually color this!
And for a moment, when I'm dancing, I am free ☀️
Rev my engine til you make it purr 🏍️
Been listening to Joyride too much, and once I saw the S9 mount I had to draw itttt
A shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn 🌿
"My adorable sapling. My precious mortal. To strive for a dream you will never see ─ to sow seeds that others might one day taste the fruits of your garden ─ that is the beauty of your kind."
Who's my obedient little bee? 💗💗💗💗
Commission with wonderful Nai for @sheeshiki 🌸
Some sketches with my crybaby WoL, which I've made last year.
He's from keepers of the moon tribe, and the figure of his babushka (grandmother) is very important to him since childhood. She spent a lot of time with him, played and taught herbalism. Thanks to her, he began to study arcane and magic art.
New FFXIV fic: Shut Up And Let Me Suck Your Dick Already
This started as a short fic about the humor of Alisaie having to browbeat my WoL into letting her suck their dick despite their age difference.
(I am aware the devs claim that everything since 2.0 has happened in less than a year. That is a filthy lie.)
And then somewhere along the way, it morphed into a 4.5K word fic that reflects on the inherent tension between "power imbalances are created by large age gaps in ways that are usually pretty gross " and "saying that 'it is not okay to have large age differences in relationships even when both people are adults' infantalizes people and denies their agency"...
...while still being a fic about wanting to suck dick.
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"Alisaie..." I began, placing a hand on her shoulder. When she didn't shake it off, I drew her into a hug, thinking only to offer comfort.
However, instead of resisting, Alisaie threw her arms around my neck and hauled me into a deep kiss.
It felt like being struck by lightning. I gasped as her lips moved on mine, parted them reflexively when she licked into my mouth. She pulled herself tightly against me and kissed me like I was the only thing keeping her from drowning, and everything fell away but the feeling of her soft lips and our tongues sliding against one another.
I may have moaned in her mouth.
Which may, had it happened, have emboldened her. Or it may have simply been her own initiative that led to her grab my butt.
With a groan, I broke the kiss and held her at arm's length. "We can't do this," I said sternly, even as the sight of her kiss-swollen lips made me want to kiss her more.
Alisaie took this as well as expected, which is to say not well. "Why not?" she demanded, her expression thunderous.
"You're a child." I'd meant to sound implacable. Unyielding. But my voice came out thin and pleading.
"I'm not a child," she shot back heatedly. "For the love of Thaliak, I'll be twenty in a few weeks!"
"That doesn't make it right," I growled. My face was on fire, which I can't imagine helped my argument much. "You're so much younger than me."
Alisaie gave ground - it definitely wasn't a retreat - crossed her arms, and glared at me. "Oh and that makes me too impressionable, does it?" she scoffed. "Do you seriously think you could make me do anything I didn't want to do?"
No. I didn't. But I wasn't going to tell her that.
Alisaie's eyes narrowed. "Tell me you don't want me, and I'll drop it," she said in glacial tones.
Shit. Fuck. Shit. There was no point in denying it - she'd know I was lying. She always knew. "Tesleen is waiting," I finally said helplessly.
Alisaie snorted in satisfaction as she shouldered the bag with our purchases, roundly ignoring my attempt to take the bag myself. "We are not done talking about this," she said, jabbing me in the sternum. Hard.
Read the whole thing on AO3!
New FFXIV fic: Finding G'raha
We sat in silence for a minute, enjoying the view together, before he cleared his throat. "What will you do when this is over?"
"Rest," I said instantly. "I hope," I added much more quietly.
There was a soft, sympathetic snort from beside me.
I decided to turn the question back on him. "What will you do when this is over?"
"When this is over? Indeed." The Exarch repeated, seeming genuinely surprised to be asked such a question. "I once told you there are things we can ill afford to lose. 'Things', I said, though in truth I spoke of a person. One who is unaware of the full extent of my plans. Though they deserve to know, I have good reason to keep my council. I have come to terms with this in my mind, but my heart yearns to lay everything bare. For they are my inspiration, and I would give much and more for the chance to speak with them as friends, with no thought of concealment."
He looked out over the water as he spoke, not meeting my gaze, which was just as well. Because with each word he spoke, I became more certain that my suspicion had been correct. G'raha Tia was the Exarch.
I didn't know how he'd done it, how he'd even conceived of such a mad plan, but somehow the brilliant and brashly reckless researcher I'd met in Mor Dhona had accomplished a feat far beyond the scope of my wildest imaginings. My chest was suddenly far too small to contain my welter of feelings. Relief that he'd survived. Joy that we'd met again.
"Then, I would ask them about their next adventure," he continued, oblivious to the storm of emotion he'd sparked in me. "And if they should wish me to be a part of it, oh... how happy it would make me. Together, we would travel the lands and cross the seas and take to the skies upon the eternal wind... My heart swells simply to imagine it."
I stared at him, drinking in the sound of his voice like I was hearing it for the first time.
It had taken me so long to see past the devil-may-care attitude he'd cultivated when we met, to recognize him as a kindred spirit that I wanted a deeper connection with, and by then, we were busy preparing our assault on the World of Darkness. I'd naively planned on asking him how he felt when it was all over, only for G'raha to seal himself in the Tower before I thought to say anything.
I'd regretted it ever since. And yet, the Gods had granted me a second chance, because here he was, spilling his heart out to me, clearly feeling the same regret.
Read the whole thing on AO3
Little drawing with my WoL characters.
I miss them...
