Orion’s Vierapril Drabble Masterpost
All of the Vierapril ‘26 Ori drabbles in one big list. Every time I update with a new day, I’ll also repost this with the new link threaded. We’ll see if I make it to 30! Please enjoy.
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Alone The shiver racks him, and Orion can taste metal in the back of his throat. Metal. And something else... like ozone. There's whispers, and they sound like a thousand voices on the other side of a door, but he's managing to keep it closed, for now. He crushes his eyes tight and draws the blanket closer, breathing in the faintly medical smell of the clinic linens. He's alone. There's no one else here.
But what about the old man who whispers to him about the alchemy shop he ran next to the temple gates where the men walked by to show him the amphora that was brought home by the lucky crew that had returned from the south seas? Or the girl insisting she's going to be one of the first of her family to become a full Advocate of Oschon, if her father would just let her take the test. The young priest who will admit only to the machine that he doesn't actually think the Twelve are real, but he wants to be a powerful politico, and the best way to do that when you have no wealth is to join the Temple. Fuck, why won't they all just shut up!! Orion shoves the pillow over his head and yells into it to try and hear anything, anything else other than the voices. He wishes, not for the first time, that the machine had just killed him...
Vierapril Day 12: Alone
get them out get them Out GET THEm OUT
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Close Lying on his side in the quiet, dim room, Orion studies his lover's face as he sleeps. Legs tangled, arms wrapped around each other, settled. Holding each other just close enough. Orion's life is one of moving, of adventure and travel. It isn't one where he really gets to keep anything for very long... Or anyone. But this is enough for now, isn't it? Skin close and warm, gentle touches and listening to someone else breathe. It's steadying. Grounding. Maybe someday he'll find someone he'll want to keep. Want to come back for. When this close becomes something more than just a thing he wants for a couple hours. But tonight, this is enough.
Vierapril Day 11: Close
Just a moment of closeness is all he’s ever tried.
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Temperature "Unusually cool today. All week, really," Orion remarked casually, leaning against the table as he watched the man search through boxes. "Mmmm," the elderly man hummed noncommittally, moving in the dimness of the storage cave like he could do it with his eyes closed, barely looking like he cared whether Orion was present or not. He had the hopeless, beaten air that most of the people in Ala Gannha had, the one that, even in their day to day when left at peace, they expected at any moment to be ground to dust and they had just accepted it. It made everyone in the villages they had come across so far seem flat, no hope left, ekeing out their little lives because they just hadn't decided to lie down and die... yet.
How could anyone think ruling people and making them like this was anything good, anything just? Orion had seen too many faces leeched of life to think that any of this was worth the supposed power, resources, glory, any of of it. He'd seen it in Othard, knew it was the same in the other lands conquered by the Empire. Rule by iron fist. Anathema. "Might get some rain," the elderly man said from right next to Ori, making him practically jump out of his boots, shaking him from his dark thoughts. The hyur squinted up at the sky, then gave Orion a sideways look filled with more emotion than he'd showed for the last hour after Orion walked in to town with skins to trade. "If anyone was stayin' in, say, a cave in the canyons, or campin' out, it might be a good idea to find high ground, make sure they're not in a flood zone. Just... just sayin'. Can get mighty cold when it rains at night."
"Aye," Ori nodded carefully, getting the message, his heart squeezing gratefully at the care in the man's eye. He wouldn't ask for shelter, knowing the man was risking enough giving him the map he handed over along with the bundle of other supplies he'd traded for. This man knew he wasn't from around here. But at least he could cover by saying he didn't suspect anything when trading with someone just passing through. He gave the man an appreciative nod and tugged his bangs in parting appreciation, "Thanks for your help. Stay warm tonight." "Aye, and you. Safe journeys." May you survive, Orion wished him silently as he made his way out of town, the map a bit more hope burning in his bag. May we all survive to see an end to all of this, someday.
Vierapril Day 10: Temperature
We talk about the weather when everything is anything but normal…
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Umbral "Professor Arianelle?" "It's Archon, Mr... I'm sorry, remind me of your name?" "Blevins, Archon Arianelle. Quincy Blevins, sir." The diminutive eleven ducked his head as if he was being admonished for something and Orion winced, waving a quick hand. "Call me Orion, if you like, Blevins. Not a worry, I'm not faculty." "As you like, sir," the youth seemed to brighten, and it made Orion's nose wrinkle, wondering if the youth had assumed the viera was as much of a stickler for rules and niceties as his provost mother. Still it seemed to settle the lad, who kept on, unaware of Orion's discomfiture. He was prattling on with a question that Ori realized he was completely missing, his mind wandering. "Sorry, say again?"
"Yessir! Only, I'm planning on focusing on the Sixth Umbral Calamity for my Mark in a year or so's time. I have theories about what each of the three factions contributed towards the imbalance of aether to the point of causing the floods. I was hoping to have an expert on each - Mhach, Amdapor, and Nym - to bounce ideas off of, and... Well, I was hoping when the time came, I could perhaps collaborate with you... Sir?" The young elezen gave him a curious look as he actually looked over at the Archon for the first time since he'd started talking. Orion had clenched his fists and was biting his tongue, hard. The voice in the back of his head screaming obscenities about the blasphemical idea that Nym had any part to play was hard to control, impossible to tune out, not to mention completely biased, but he'd had years of practice tamping it down at this point. Hopefully, he just looked a bit constipated or pained to the student, who was starting to look concerned.
Taking a deep breath, the viera gave the young man a stilted smile, and said, "Apologies, Blevins. I always get a headache after a long lecture. One of the main reasons I don't actually teach. Ahem. Sounds like a..." He had to work to make it sound convincing as he managed to finally grit out, "*Fascinating* hypothesis." There. He hoped that'd sounded normal. "I'd be glad to be a point of contact for your Nym studies, as long as you don't mind epistolary research. I'm hardly ever in Sharlayan, as you know. And you might find time to come visit us at Bronze Lake, get a few weeks out in the field." "Oh, well," the young man sounded a bit unsure as he nodded, but Ori realized it wasn't for his well being as Blevins continued, "Your mu- I mean, Provost Arianelle said that might change soon. When I talked it over with her, I mean. But... but I have no issues with letters! Anything for knowledge, yes?"
Orion's choice words about his mother vouching for his staying would likely stay unsaid, and he instead opted to curse her under his breath for the umpteenth time this visit. Instead he ducked his head to hide his irritation, only raising it when he was able to give the young man a real smile, not wanting to discourage the lad in any way. His familial issues were not the boy's problem, no matter how his mother might feel on using students like poor Blevins as unwitting pawns between them. "Yes. Anything for knowledge. I look forward to the collaboration, future Archon Blevins."
Vierapril Day 9: Umbral
Orion’s not opposed to mentoring a student, but there are opposing forces at work here, internal and external.
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Stars One of the most difficult things, in Orion's experience, was attempting to stay alert when you were practically starving. Even when you knew your life and the life of your friends hung in the balance, the call of one's body wanting to simply shut down and sleep for a time because it had so little fuel was difficult to resist. Still, Orion fought it. He wouldn't fall asleep on his watch. If he was anything, he was stubborn - his back was a living testament of scars in example of that. He stared up at the wide skies above the Reach, bright with stars in a new moon sky, and let his ears do the work for a little while. In any city he'd ever lived in, the stars were a mere scattering, some of the most prominent pinpricks shining brightly and notable constellations easy to pick out.
Out here, though, on a moonless night, the sea of stars was a speckled wash of lights thicker and more varied than his own freckles. He remembered as a child, going camping outside the Colony and looking up to see them, shimmering in a chilly Coerthas sky. The same stretch of stars that were scattered above him now, shining. Unchanging. Was it a comfort? That no matter what happened in life, the stars were always there, always the same? Or were they cold and uncaring? Too distant to want anything to do with his little life and its struggles... The lights were starting to blur, he realized, and he rubbed his eyes again, shaking his head. He couldn't fall asleep. He focused instead on the dark shadows of the canyon below his perch. The stars might not care, but he would make certain they stayed safe, the sleeping trio in the cave behind him. They were all he had left, and he would keep them. He would see them out of this place.
Vierapril Day 8: Stars
In their multitudes, scarce to be counted, filling the darkness…
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Storm Thunderclaps outside. ~*Crash/Crack/Rumble*~ Orion half-wakes in tangled sheets, gasping. All he sees is darkness - it's the darkness of the room, or is it? Heavier, feeling like something weighing on him, holding him down. A flash, all in teal CRASH lighter than the color of his grandmother's hair whom he’s never met CRACK neon streaks running through stone RUMBLE electrifying him from the outside in and he's screaming again, his throat raw with it. Now someone is holding him down, turning on a light, a golden one, no teal here, not even in his hair anymore. And he is being held down, but by careful hands he can see, as another pair fetches a cloth, dabs him dry, tries to soothe him.
"It must be the storm, triggered something. This is the most he's made noise for a se'enday," The larger person, a roe, muttered, their eyes concerned. "Possibly a good sign, actually," the migo'te dabbing at his forehead noted, trying to catch Orion's chin and gently holding him still, looking to see if she could make him make eye contact. Orion swallows hard and realizes they were talking about him. He can feel his own body, recognizing it as his own. He blinks a few times and then focuses, still bathed in fear at... Dreams? Echoes? Memories? He wasn't sure about any of it. Another crack of thunder outside makes him wince, but he meets the nurse's eyes with wakened recognition. "There we go. You're safe, it's alright." Orion licks stone-dry lips and gives a shaky nod. "Water?" A cup appears instantly along with a lifting of the weight on his arms. His body relaxes minutely at the mere presentation of water-on-demand.
"Even better. Not a recitation of weird historical facts in high Eorzean, or babble in some other tongue. Looks like the fever's finally passing." "Fever?" Orion grits out after sitting up and taking several large gulps of the water he was being helped to. The orderly tuts at him to be slow, but when you've known true thirst, it's always difficult not to try and drain a cup. "Mm. They dragged you out of the depths of the Palace a week ago. Some accident, though no one's quite clear on what happened - maybe you can help with that," The miqo dabs at his forehead again and encourages him to relax back, now he'd had his drink. "They thought maybe you'd caught a weird strain of the Plague somehow, but whatever happened, you're coming a'right of it now." Orion turns his face towards the comforting glow of the golden lamp at his bedside and, after a moment's thought, shakes his head, feeling his body tense again at another crack of thunder from outside. "I... I don't remember. Anything."
Vierapril Day 7: Storm
An aftermath, an awakening.
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It's a combination of several little things ;
— Offers flowers with symbolic meaning,
— Wraps her tail around them,
— Lets them pet her,
— Fall asleep near them, grabbing their clothes,
— Checks their heartbeat to make sure they’re real.
「 #wolqotd ✘ #wolquestion﹁
﹂ #lore ✘ #starseeker ｣
Celebration Orion gently touched the slightly raised purple mark, examining it and its twin on the opposite side of his neck. The potion hadn't quite worn off yet, and he could feel a hazy sting as he tested the skin. He knew he had to knock it off - he was going to feel it enough the next day, and each day until it fully healed, at least until he used the salve they gave him each morning. "Not bad, Archon Arianelle," Marco teased, elbowing him in the side as he loosened his own tie with a smirk reflected in the mirror. 'Thanks, I think," Orion grinned in return, turning to his longtime roommate and cohort. Marco was the first friend he'd made when they returned from the Colony. The elezen was taking off his scholar's robe and trading it for a warm jacket with patches on the elbows, switching shined dress shoes for an old pair of clogs he wore nearly everywhere he could. "Going out?"
"Are you kidding? Mate, we're throwing you a party. Stelle's invited half the Studium, and we've got two kids from early form watching your mum's door to make sure she comes nowhere near the Last Stand tonight. Get outta those robes and let's go, eh?" "Really? I mean, not just for me, though, right? Feiyette and Victoire both got their marks with me, and I know I'stelle's more likely to throw a party for her girlfriend and maybe some other people, rather than just me.” Marco gave a heavy sigh before he picked up the leather jacket slung over a nearby desk chair and threw it at Orion, who had to turn quickly to catch it so it didn't just hit him.
"Who cares! You're one of several brand new Archons, blah blah. What matters is: there's a party out there with your name on it, and almost certainly a lot of people willing to buy you drinks and maybe even let you get a leg over." He looked at the chronometer on the wall and points his thumb at the door, "If you're not ready in, say, five minutes? I'm leaving and you're gonna have to walk in there alone." Ori quickly began to loosen his tie and undo the top few buttons of his dress shirt. A brand new Archon, eh? He could get used to that. He removed his scholar's robes, changed out of the dress slacks he'd been wearing and put on some more relaxed trousers. Checking himself in the mirror again, he made sure his mass of wavy, dark teal hair was in some semblance of neatness. No time to touch up the kohl on his eyes, but he still looked damn good.
As he finally pulled on the worn leather jacket, a letter fell out of the inner pocket and he bent to pick it up - he'd forgotten about that. Galuf Baldesion had handed it to Ori as he shook hands with the man on the way out of his mark ceremony. He had been rather honored that the storied historian had taken the time to come see him marked, and now wondered what the contents said... Marco cleared his throat at the door to their rooms, tapping his foot, "Ready to go?" Ori set it on the desk, unopened for now. The letter would have to wait, because the party would not.
Vierapril Day 6: Celebration
Orion just made Archon, and his friends are throwing a party…
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For the Trinity, each are in a different corner ;
— Lihi is aware of her flaws, but also of some that don't exist.
— Nami is oblivious to all, too naive to realize them.
— Rea is perfectly aware and doesn't care one bit.
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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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A horizontal shot of L'yphtys lying on a bed with rumpled sheets, her hips turned slightly toward Korgan, who is kneeling naked beside her. The ginger Miqo'te gently holds his private part in her small hand while the other rests slightly above her head, her fingers gently curled against the obsidian scales of her partner Xaela’s tail. Her husband keeps one of the beautiful woman's legs slightly raised against his, barely lifting the black satin of her lingerie as it slides across her stomach, while her breasts are partially exposed to view, the light glinting off her nipples through the sheer lace. Her eyes, their blue glow softened by a black lace mask, are directed toward the camera, while a faint smile plays on her full, slightly parted lips. As for her hair, it is tousled and loosely gathered into a thick braid that cascades down her shoulder before falling between her breasts, causing the tip of the braid to trail along that curve, down to her side.
⸻ 𝙛𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘐𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 🍎
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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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The first picture used in the previous two panel comic, but with L'yphtys' face.
The second picture used in the previous two panel comic, but in full.
My girlie made me laugh when she asked if Lihi really didn't have a face— she thought that's just how it was in the game, which is actually quite flattering 🤭
So here are the two original piccies, without any editing tho 😊
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A two panel comic depicting L'yphtys, her fiery copper-colored hair cascading in waves down her back and the curve of her arm as she's carefully holding a black-and-white feline mask adorned with gold close to her. Around her face is a halo of daggers and a crown floats above her head, while pins hold several flowers in her hair. Her teal velvet dress, adorned with heavy layers of black lace across the bodice and sleeves, gradually fades away as the fabric cascades down her legs, revealing a disconcerting transparency as it falls. The first panel depicts her with six additional arms, gracefully arranged around her and holding several copies of the mask in the hands pressed against her heart ; but perhaps most unsettling is the complete absence of a face where it should be. The second shot is a close-up of her normal face, her eyes shining in the relative darkness around her as she stares intently to the side at something out of view, her lips slightly parted, as if deep in thought.
⸻ 𝙥𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘢 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯
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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
#ffxivwrites #ffxivfic #wolexarch #wolgraha #starseeker
The image shows part of a story, in the form of a conversation between L'yphtys and Sotchi ; you can read the whole text by clicking the link in the post. Here’s what it says : Sotchi — … I will not deny it, but I don't see why I should help you with it. It's our problem, not yours. ❞ L'yphtys — Well, first of all, I was sent here. No papers to show you, but I think you're smart enough that with a little research it won't be hard to verify. Secondly, it's kind of my problem too– I wouldn't want to see my family lose their lives in the storm that's soon coming, regardless of the bad blood between us or the fact that… some of them don't even know me. ❞ Sotchi — You certainly don't mean that your family is part of my clan, do you ? What I mean is… these marks, this curse… they come from… my home, don't they ? And you don't look the part either, I… I'm not sure I understand. ❞ L'yphtys — It wasn't supposed to be revealed to you, ever. But I can't turn a blind eye this time, and I needed more information… little sister. ❞ Sotchi — Si–Sis–Sister ? ❞ L'yphtys — Yes, well, I guess Mother has a lot to say about that… or, rather— not much at all. ❞
Other Chapters — In the darkest depths of our secrets – Part I –
【 #lore 】
﹂ L'yphtys & Sotchi ｣
【 #starseeker ✘ #moonbeam 】
ellipsus.com/read/774Y4sh...
The image depicts a ginger Miqo'te with platinum-blonde highlights, lazily resting on the thigh of an Au Ra with black scales that reflect the ambient light. She is lying on her side, her legs drawn up to her chest, while her arms rest casually on the blanket beneath her and near her face, from which a sleepy eye peeks out, wearing a small, satisfied smile, brought on by her partner’s caresses as they run through her long, wavy hair and brush against her cat-like ear. He is comfortably settled in this little corner, leaning against cushions by the large windows, through which one can see a forest filled with leaves and flower petals dancing in the breeze, all of it slightly blurred in the background. Daylight streams through the windows onto their bodies, illuminating Korgan’s black outfit accented with brown leather and gold details, and L’yphtys’s bare body— she is wearing nothing but teal satin lingerie, not to mention the bow atop her head.
⸻ 𝑭𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 🍃
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His voice, low and thready, catches on the name he was given as he begs for just a little more. They take their time, though, chuckling at just how needy he seems to be, and he is, tonight. Gods, he needs to be taken. To be held down, covered, pressed into the sheets until he's a trembling and panting mess. His companion is more than happy to oblige.
For Tonight
OC/Unspecified Partner | 1k words | Explicit
Ori getting taken apart in a room at the Quicksand by… oh, it could be anyone, really. What matters is how good it feels…
archiveofourown.org/works/80647291
#nsfw #ffxivwrites #ffxivnsfw #starseeker
L'yphtys, naked like Venus emerging from her shell, surrounded by a frame adorned with blue flowers and transparent drapery, stands slightly on the right of the picture. Her long coppery hair with light highlights flows gracefully along her white-tattooed curves, covering her opulent breasts, her scars standing out on her still-wet bronze skin. A bouquet of white lilies hides her private parts. Her only clothing consists of gold chains adorned with emeralds and a blue ribbon tied to her fluffy calico tail. She holds a delicate white bird-shaped origami in her hands, cupped beneath her chest, while her glowing eyes follow its transformation into a paper airplane, which in turn becomes a bird whose gradient of color indicates its manifestation in reality, its beak clamped onto another bouquet of lilies. The scene takes place inside a cave where light penetrates only through a few cracks, is invaded by fireflies and water bubbles flying up from the pond in which her feet are immersed.
⁰² ⸻ 𝘎𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘵𝘩
𝖳𝗋𝗒 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇’𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌. 𝖮𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍. 𝖳𝗐𝗂𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗍. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗍.
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A younger L'yphtys, recognizable by the absence of traces of the Light absorbed on The First. From her attire, a dress of dark teal velvet embellished with gold patterns, and the mourning she wears on her saddened face, adorned with multiple black details that serve almost as a shield against the contrition of others, we can quickly conclude that this is L'yphtys shortly after the death of her fiancé, Haurchefant Greystone. Lying in a catatonic abandon, the red-haired leans against the chest of an Aura warrior dressed in dark brown leather reinforced with golden metal and a deep green cape. He's gently resting his head against that of the kitten, eyes closed and a soft smile on his lips, offering a pillar of calm and stability for his new mistress. As their fingers subtly intertwine on the young Lady's lap, he nonchalantly holds a broken glass sword in front of her, as a representation of her condition and his desire to repair her while protecting her.
⁰¹ ⸻ 𝘉𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯
𝖫𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌, 𝗎𝗇𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗅𝗒. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖠 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀.
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L'yphtys is sitting sultrily on a chair covered in greenery, lit only by the glow of the candles surrounding her, which softly highlight the gold and velvet of her outfit. The flamboyantly haired Miqo'te, currently wearing her hair in a high, wavy ponytail, wears a low-cut black bodice that reveals her chest, marked by a scar over her heart, and supported by a brown leather corset. The long teal-colored slit skirt she wears reveals her tall golden metallic boots and falls gently along her legs, lifted by one crossed leg, while one of her arms is sensually folded over her head, also revealing metallic armor. Her other arm is folded against her curves, allowing one hand to rest playfully on the top of her voluptuous breasts, in keeping with her half-smile and her inviting blue-green eyes, which sparkle almost supernaturally on her mischievous face. Her calico tail lazily follows her hip and from the wooden edge of the chair, carefully arranged with a black ribbon matching her outfit.
⸻ 𝘾𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 ˎˊ˗
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I know I'm late BUT ! I'm also on RPhub, with ;
L'yphtys : rphub.co/ch/1995
Nanami : rphub.co/ch/2065
Etherea : rphub.co/ch/2070
Not quite finished yet, but it's coming along nicely 👉👈
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