KIM KITSURAGI - The lieutenant leans in confidentially. “You wouldn't be able to hear if he were wearing anal beads,” he whispers.

i love living in the first village of an rpg man. friendly neighbors, music is chill af, we even got that one kid we adopted into the village of whom the ancient prophecy was written about. anyway there’s a big ceremony tomorrow can't wait to still be alive after it

@mythiclings.bsky.social 's hien design. he's got a small smirk on his face and his bountiful pecs are out and about

slips this under oomf's door with nefarious intent

modern au college library date vibes or something idk anyway,
*smacks them* you get fit so much serotonin in these babies 💜💙

#ocdancin #spellblade

Gave Mina some maracas and she’s going balls to the fucking wall #Tomodachi

Bram and Hien stand on either side of a black horse with a white mane. Bram pets its chest while Hien touches its face. They are chatting with each other and smiling.

#Febhyurary - Day 8: Mount

“You mentioned, once, that you missed the convenience of your chocobo and that it would be terribly expensive to bring it here,” Hien began as they walked toward the stable. “One of our farm hands suggested he may have a solution.”

{ #leeposes }

A gpose of Bram's family outside their home in Saisho, when he was a young child (maybe 7-8 years old). Bram is in the center of the image, playing a chasing game with Mina, who is slightly blurry as she runs away on the left. On the right, Hector (their father) observes his children with a somber expression while Hanako (their mother) leans against his chest, gazing up at him lovingly. Hector is dressed in an imperial uniform while the rest of them wear typical Doman clothing.

#Febhyurary - Day 17: Family

Or something like it.

{ #leeposes }

#Febhyurary
Day 2 - Flame

Warm memories with an old flame 🔥❤️

Hien stands center frame with his blade in hand, dwarfed by the enormous doors to Doma castle. Within, the palace burns and is in disarray, strewn with damaged magitek, even as the beauty of the architecture remains. Columns wrapped in dragons rise to the ceiling, painted red and teal with gold accents. Large mosaics in white, teal, and gold line the stairs, also adorned with dragons. Stairs rise and rise into the Hall of the Scarlet Swallow. Lanterns and censers hang from the ceiling.

#Febhyurary - Day 16: Dungeon

A difficult but worthy sacrifice.

{ #leeposes }

Consanguinity

#gpose

yesterday sam and I fucked up a delubrum reginae so badly we thought we may deserve to be executed, you're fiiiiiine

remember when you were young? you shone like the sun #art #ffxiv #FFXIVart

happy ring of keys week

Any time you fear your sewing quality please know I once made a pair of pants with two butts

#weeklynsfw 👊
#hieriya

Bram and O'bren stare at each other lovingly in a Hingashi-style sitting room

“I’ll be back in a quarter-bell,” he said distractedly. The tiny bag clinked in his fist. O’bren hummed and flopped onto his side, resting his cheek in one palm. He smiled coyly. “Hurry back. Our reservation won’t last forever.” Bram let his eyes wander over endless skin a moment longer, remembering the feel of every ilm, then turned on his heel to head out. It was only a nascent fear that made him linger at the door. “If you’re still here when I get back,” he said, the question unspoken, “It will be enough.” O’bren did not respond. He waited just a moment longer, fighting with himself over whether or not he’d said too much, then left without turning to look over his shoulder. In the end, the decision wasn’t his. He would stay or he wouldn’t, and Bram’s life would continue as it ever had. That he was still there when he returned was more than enough indeed.

The Color of Joy

Bram Matsuno (OC)/O'bren Alyss (OC) || Explicit

AO3: archiveofourown.org/series/4396363

[ #ffxiv | #ffxivfic | #mairynfic | #obram ]

Bram Matsuno and Hien Rijin become fast friends after the Scions travel to the Othard, seeking to divide imperial forces and win a path to freedom for Doma and Ala Mhigo. They have a lot in common: they are the same age, grew up just malms apart, and know what it means to watch their friends and family suffer the crushing grip of the imperial occupation that has held Doma captive for nearly three decades. Bram, having just emerged from the death of a lover and losing his home forever, is cautiously curious about the formerly unknown prince. Hien, only now recovered from the physical and psychological trauma of a failed rebellion, prays the Scions might be the key to helping him achieve his lifelong goal of liberation. But difficulties lie in the shadows, and as understanding and fondness begin to blossom, it becomes clear that helping each other restore their home may not be all they want. Will they be able to overcome the specters of the past to find a new and lasting happiness? Or will their lives remain divided by walls neither of them carries the power to surmount?

A young Bram stands at his mother's side, watching his father, dressed in an imperial uniform, head for a ship. This is the moment he left forever.

A young Shun bows apologetically to his father, King Kaien, after getting hurt and running afoul of imperials at The Swallow's Compass. Behind him, Gosetsu shrugs and fondly smiles, as if to suggest that this is par for the course.

Bram and Hien stare skyward at the stars, sitting side by side on the first night they met. The lush green landscape of the Azim Steppe surrounds them while a small stream rushes nearby.

Sunrise Over Saisho

Various Ratings | #wolhien | 75.5k Words | Ongoing Series

AO3: archiveofourown.org/series/4517938

{ #ffxivfic | #mairynfic | #bram/hien }

Love that they kind of match his fit

YOU - I'm not drunk or high, I'm just... hurt... why does it hurt to talk to you?

A vertical screenshot of a midlander, Kazim Blacke, sitting on a stool in the corner of Buscarron's Druthers. His fingers strum on the strings of his lute, a smile on his lips. Behind him, his axe Bravura leans against the table. The caption is the beginning of Long Hot Summer Night by Jimi Hendrix

Sure was a long, long, long, hot summer night
As far as my eyes could see
But my heart was way down in a
Cold, cold winter storm
Well, my darling, where can you be?
Where can you be, baby?

#holybleed | #🌻

This one's neat so I wanted to try. 🤲

#OneHighlight

bro I could be the champion of the entire 14 shards and I would still do any of Tataru Taru's bidding. She IS that powerful and IS deserving all my respect.

There wasn't one. Mina, who is a doctor, noticed Bram always had to hold things he needed to read far away from his face and pointed out that he probably needed glasses. And he did. He's farsighted. He finally got glasses to wear for reading/crafting when he moved to Eorzea.

oar fish is the world’s longest normal girl

tomodachi life is like the feeling of writing boobs on a calculator and giggling to urself distilled into a video game

A mii of Emet-Selch sitting by himself on a seesaw. The text reads "Emet-Selch wants you to bring over someone to play with."

back in the days of PARADISE I always had someone to play touys with me 😒

Waiting for my OCs to send me their lore via divine visions

What's the hottest class and why is it DRG? 😩🙏

what if misha shb bad ending and the resulting sin eater was also part voidsent huh what then
#gpose