Companion "He doesn't... dismiss. Anymore." Krile arched an eyebrow at Orion as she continued to give the carbuncle a good ear scratch. The blue creature's leg began to twitch as its eyes closed in pleasure, giving a little thrumming hum. "How," she said quietly, hoping not to disturb the carby in question, "Is that remotely possible? You're no longer using the job stone, correct?" "Yes. After the... incident, wielding the power gives me a sort of vertigo. There's a pressure... it's hard to describe, Krile, but it's overwhelming. I don't like it." Orion pursed his lips, watching Theo curl up happily in Krile's lap as she continued to fuss over him.

"He's persistent, sounds like. I've heard of it happening, very rarely. A friend of mine, Tataru, had a similar situation. Only, her carbuncle was out of her control entirely and ran off, but it persisted," Krile chuckled, looking down at the snoozing companion. "I suppose it could be worse. If it were Ifrit-Egi, you'd have a real problem on your hands" Orion mock-shuddered, rolling his eyes as he tried to fight a grin, unable to deny a certain amount of affection for his little friend. "Fair. And for all that he's a handful, he makes up for it by being rather insufferably cute. Not like he eats all that much." "We'll not worry about it, then. At least, until he starts plotting world domination? Then, perhaps, you should call me." She ruffled the little red tuft of gem on Theo's forehead, and the carbuncle purred.

Vierapril Day 5: Companion

In which two friends puzzle over a certain carbuncle…

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"Genbu, brother!" Susano shouted. "Have you brought to me an offering?" "Of course not, you daft copycat." Genbu shook his head and sighed. "If you want an offering, earn it. This is for Young Galvus." The Garlean pulled himself upright and sat on the mat. Genbu approached and handed him the object. "I am unsure why you would bring me something." Gently, Zenos unwrapped the cloth. Inside was a katana in a sheath. The hilt was wrapped in white leather. Etched into the leather was some script. "What does it say?" he asked, tracing his fingers over it. "In Doman, it reads 'a good weapon is an ill omen.'" Genbu smiled. "Go on, draw it."

It's weekend fic time! Here's the next entry in With Hearts Maligned: "Lagrange Point" where Zenos gets a gift.

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Summary of a fic from Archive of Our Own for the fic "All Your Eggs in One Basket" by Hawke (OP), which reads: Rating: Explicit. Category: M/M. Status: Complete. Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply. Tags: Emet-Selch/Hythlodaeus, Emet-Selch, Hythlodaeus, POV Hythlodaeus, Established Relationship, Gremlin Hythlodaeus, Minor Azem/Emet-Selch/Hythlodaeus, Intersex, Shapeshifting, Naga, Oviposition, Eggpreg, Size Difference, Size Kink, Size Queen Hythlodaeus, Non-Human Genitalia, Double Penetration in One Hole, Double Vaginal Penetration, Vaginal Sex, Rough Sex, Cervical Penetration, Experimental Sex, Concept Testing, Magic, Dirty Talk, Belly Bulge, Married Sex, Feral Behavior. Summary: Hythlodaeus sees so many Concepts come across his desk on a daily basis, of course he's going to take some of them for a test run. If those "tests" involve things absolutely no one would have thought to account for, well... at least Hades is always willing to "help". Part 1 of Concept Reviews. Language: English. Words: 7,635. Chapters: 1/1.

Ahhhh I haven't written anything for Easter, please accept me finally sharing my original Hyth egg fic.
#FFXIVFic

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Chapter 22

You decide to see your friends in the Garlond Ironworks

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Home The silence is such that the sound of the tea being poured could startle someone. Orion pays attention to the motions, setting spoons, moving the sugar closer to Nehanna so she can place it in her cup. He refuses to break the silence, because that would mean trying to hold a conversation with her, and he's currently restraining himself from not strangling her by playing mother instead. A comedy unto itself. After they both have their tea, the niceties of doctoring it to taste have been done, and first sips have been taken, the wait begins. It isn't long.

"I read the most recent report that your adjutant sent in from Bronze Lake. It sounds as though your recent finds have become fewer and far between - more mundane, as it were. This is why the study of Allagan relics will always be more fascinating to me - Never a dull moment when technology is involved, I say. Ah, it was so much better when Galuf was alive, he had you on the right path. And he kept an eye on you. A firm hand, you've always needed that. That Krile girl won't even answer my letters. Honestly, I've heard she's a rather fresh and unpleasant woman, nothing like her Uncle. At least that Ojika at the annex is polite."

She actually takes a moment for a breath and a sip of tea before she continues. "Why couldn't you have followed in my line of study? For that matter, why be out in the field at all? There are students to teach, such eager minds, and all the reference material you could want, Orion. Indeed, with your field experience, you could just send others out to search for the info and relics for you, couldn't you. We've plenty of resources and personnel these days. And it's so much safer here at home, you must admit. Certainly, the war is over, but that whole mess with the Empire and your friends and the Isle of Val? What a mess... and you won't even say what happened to your hair. You really ought to dye it, you know. More than those little streaks you like. Go back to that nice teal like your grandmother's hair." Another pause, another polite sip. Right after tea, he's going back to the harbor and finding a boat sailing back to Vylbrand.

Vierapril Day 4: Home

Subtitle: On restraining one’s self from matricide…

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A vivid, piercing azure, like the summer sky at midday, flooded his vision. Beyond the grand magic she'd woven in its intricate pattern of golds, beyond the crimson crest of the seat of Azem she'd invoked to release the limiters that the Convocation placed upon their magicks, Apollo's soul still shone, singularly bright, a clear sky defying oppressive night. The sight of her like this, near-fully clad in her power, sent a shiver of awe through Hades every time. How could one look away? She had not even transformed, and yet he was transfixed. Suddenly, she turned to him, the golden waves of her hair floating in the aetherlight of their magic circles. She reached out her hand to him, her eyes alight behind Azem's crest. "What say you, Emet-Selch? Might I convince you to lend me your strength?"

#AzemApril Day 2: Soul

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"Invitation"

❤️​ Azem/Emet-Selch
📖 Rating: G
📖 229 words

Emet-Selch gets another glimpse of Azem's soul.

#ffxivfanfic | #ffxivwriters | #ffxivfic | #writing | #azemet

Vierapril Day 3: Survival

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2. Wounded Meradwyn's hands made him hiss, even though he was trying to bite his tongue. She pokes him in the side, which he barely feels, considering. "if you don't shut it, they'll come, and you'll have to bear it," her voice is an angry whisper, a desperate reminder to shut up. So he buries his face in his arms. He can hear the sound of her dragging the cloth from the bucket, precious water going to waste. For his stupid decision to try and jump in front of Avery instead of letting them take him, because they would anyway. They were strong and many and in control here. But he couldn't stand back, throwing himself on the guards in part because he was terrified he'd never see the engineer again. Now Avery was gone and he had nothing but bloody, stinging stripes to show for it. "You have to stop doing this," Mer murmured, doing her best to soothe and stop the sting. She had no ability to heal. Alyss, their Sage, was the first to go, and most everyone was too weak anymore, if they ever had any talent in that direction. That's the point, of course. So he'll wear his stripes. So they all will. "Not bloody likely."

Day 2 - Vierapril

Wounded

#drabble #vierapril #ffxivwrites #ffxivfic #starchaser

Day 1 - Vierapril

Sunrise

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of sinners & would be saints chapter twelve - promise is out on ao3!

upon returning to ul'dah, sumire muses on her own power, and how it will be used, as she still searches for her own answer, and prepares to face nidhogg...

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#Wolstinien #Sumistinien #FFXIVFic

Something Something Sex Pollen

WoL/G’raha | 5k words | Explicit

A trip into Saint Mocienne’s Arboretum ends up backfiring for our protagonist and his closest companion… could it be a catalyst?

archiveofourown.org/works/82099561

#nsfw #ffxivwrites #ffxivnsfw #ffxivfic #wolgraha #starseeker

Raised Voices

WoL/Koana/G’raha | 1.4k words | Gen

When Orion walks in on an argument between his partners, he’s determined to find out what happened and set things right.

archiveofourown.org/works/77917261

#ffxivwrites #ffxivfic #OriKoRaha #wolkoraha #wolkoanagraha #starseeker

The Weight of His Robes

WoL/Exarch | 1k words | Gen

The Warrior of Light doesn’t often ask twice, but something in the answer he received makes him try again…

archiveofourown.org/works/79759056

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A screenshot of a fic on ao3. Title: it's a long road Author: steamingcupoftea Summary: She had every intention of moving on autopilot, heading upstairs, and collapsing in her bed to sleep the quickly approaching night away. Ascians, light, and deals with the fae be damned – those were all things she could focus on tomorrow. Naturally, though, those plans were dashed the second she entered her room. Not only was a perfect little basket of sandwiches, cut into triangles just the way her papa always made them, sat waiting for her, but Ardbert also stood not far from them – making it even worse that tears started to fill her eyes. She tried everything to keep herself together, but as she walked over to the table and saw a note left next to the sandwich basket she knew it was pointless.

Finally got some more Gwen fic written! She gets to spill absolutely everything to Ardbert because who is he gonna tell :D

Rated T | Ardbert & WoL | ~2.3k words | ShB | Angst | Conversations

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/81915986

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Chapter 21

You’re summon to Radz-at-Han for an important matter.

#ffxiv #ff14 #ffxivfic #ffxivwriting #vrtra

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"N-No. Please. That's not what…I did." There was nobody else in the room but the two of them. And when Yugiri finally neared, she could see tears on Bris's cheek. "W-Wait!" she hissed under her breath, still facing the mirror. "Bris?" Yugiri put a hand to Bris's shoulder. Still, Bris was locked somewhere else. "Brisingr!" Yugiri yelled. Bris looked as if she'd been rocked by a heavy punch as she staggered away from the mirror, finally easing her grip on the top of the vanity. She was pale, eye wide and fearful, still crying. She scanned the room, her breath coming in short gasps. She reached up, touching at the leather eyepatch on the left side of her face. "Y-Yugiri? I…W-Where…?" Then, the Warrior of Light did something Yugiri had never seen her do.

Ok, the weekend is upon us, and that means it's story time! Here's another entry for "Sharpening the Blade" and Yugiri gets to see a side of Bris nobody ever has.

archiveofourown.org/works/81941341

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sweet like honey -- a gratuitous sumistinien sex pollen fic, written as a treat for myself for making good progress on my wolstinien week fics.

please heed the tags on ao3 <3

archiveofourown.org/works/81853801

#Wolstinien #Sumistinien #FFXIVFic #nsfw #smut #estiwol #Wolestinien

after laughter liatrelle Summary: Haurchefant Greystone survived the Vault a few years ago, but it came at a significant cost. Emi overhears the truth of how much her dear friend is truly struggling after miraculously waking up from his coma.

after laughter | 1029 words | haurchefant lives au
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the second of my daily(ish) writing exercises started last month :) hope you like angst lol

🛡️ archiveofourown.org/works/81753981

our song liatrelle Summary: "More dangerous than a siren, you are," he had commented to her begrudgingly one night as they made camp and she softly hummed, giving them the strength to pitch shelter despite their weary muscles.

i know i've already shared it here but i finally started posting my lil daily writing ficlets on ao3 so. here's the first one hehe

our song | 532 words | canon; mid-heavensward
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🎶 archiveofourown.org/works/81646411

Chapter 20

The way of the fist is with tranquility, focus, and a dragon.

#ffxiv #ff14 #ffxivfic #ffxivwriting #midgardsormr

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Paraklausithyron Vol 1: Compère.

Chapter 3: The Game is now on Ao3!

#steakposting #steakgraha #wolgraha #ffxivfic #ffxivwriters

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 }

preparing to be devastated by you - Chapter 4 - meowrails - Final Fantasy XIV [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

chapter 4 is up! nero and alabaster try to have a conversation over dinner and there's finally some feet stuff. enjoy!

#basilwrites #ffxivfic #nerobaster #nerowol

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New chapter of my Heavensward longfic is now out on ao3!

Moogle chores and high winds. That is all that stands between them and Hraesvelgar. Between them, and the truth.

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#Wolstinien #Wolestinien #Sumistinien #FFXIVFic

Chapter 19

Heavensturn

Neigh

#ffxiv #ff14 #ffxivwriting #ffxivfic #midgardsormr

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Ilberd and his Crystal Braves have taken Raubahn from his prison, intending to execute him. Perhi will not let that happen. She and Alphinaud must return from their exile to rescue the Flame General lest all hope of restoring their good names fade with his death. Little does Perhi know what else she will find upon her return to Eorzea as rumors that not all was what it appeared the night of the Banquet fan the flame of hope.

Chapter 6 of Rising Heavensward is done!

Come join Perhi and Alphinaud as they head back to Eorzea to rescue Raubahn from Ilberd’s clutches.

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#FFXIVfic

Four-Legged Frenzy by aurelis (sureimiku) for quaraniir Final Fantasy XIV No Archive Warnings Apply, The Tyrant (Final Fantasy XIV: Arcadion Questline)/Original Male Character(s), Deep Blue & Original Male Characters) The Tyrant (Final Fantasy XIV: Arcadion Questline), Original Viera Characters, Deep Blue (Final Fantasy XIV) Tags: The Arcadion Questline (Final Fantasy XIV), Established Relationship, Dogs, Humor, treats. lots of them Summary: Aster wanted to believe that he would mellow out, that maybe one day the puppy's rebellious nature would calm down... But even weeks later, some things never changed. (Or, how Aster and the Tyrant end up with three dogs.) Part 7 of requests Language: English Words: 1,889 Chapters: 1/1 Hits: 0

i got to write aster/tyrant for @quaraniir.bsky.social again, this time with their doggies! thank you for the very fun and silly prompt i enjoyed writing this :D

🐕 archiveofourown.org/works/80891581

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What the young man had expected to be a serene, contemplative space exploded in laughter and yelling. Then, a pained, surprised shout and a massive figure flew past him, tumbling along the floor before slamming into the wall. Alphinaud peered at the now-upside-down person groaning as they slowly fell to their side and grumbled. "As I said, the use of the spokes of the wheel is where they are not," came a deep, gravelly voice. Alphinaud looked towards the center of the room and saw a lalafell who looked to be as old as the mountains. His skin was wrinkled and covered in a pattern of liver spots that resembled a turtle's shell. A long, pointed beard grew from his face, and a thick mustache filled his upper lip. "Would you like to try again, Young Galvus?" Genbu asked. "I am not," Zenos said, finally righting himself, "young."

It's also a weekend which means it's time to post a fic! Here's the 9th part of With Hearts Maligned: Retrograde, or "Alphinaud's No Good Very Bad Day."

#ffxivfic #ffxivwriters

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Chapter 18

Vrtra decides to wake the WoL up due to a situation.

#ffxiv #ff14 #ffxivwriting #ffxivfic #vrtra #azdaja

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Screenshot of the first paragraph of chapter 23 from the fic "The Opinions of Sheep" by Hawke (op) "The darkness around him was absolute, so deep and impenetrable he couldn't see the steps beneath his feet or the tori gates he knew flanked him on either side, yet he felt utterly calm as he climbed the steps into the heavy darkness, the sound of his boots against the smooth stone muffled by the thick shadows beneath the gates. There was no wind, no chirping crickets or calling night birds, everything so silent and still as to feel oppressive were he to give it even a fraction of his attention, but he felt perfectly serene as he ascended the winding stairs, uncaring of the strange atmosphere or why he felt so inexplicably drawn to whatever awaited him at the end. He felt no curiosity about the strange shrine nor any caution or suspicion over the strange compulsion, not because of the unusual quiet of his thoughts but due to a sense of expectation -as if he knew what laid at the end of his path, like he was returning somewhere as familiar to him as his childhood home."

Been a minute and a couple days late for the full moon, but I've finally finished the next chapter...
#FFXIVFic
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