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Day 7: Blade
"Stand down or face my blade and magicks!"
While she may not be as skilled with blades, Io can enhance her power and defenses with magic.
#GPOSERS #EorzeaPhotos #Au_Ra #AuRaApril2026
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Khan Rinchinbal ( @purplera.bsky.social ) and his Lady Consort.
|| #antimonyshots #pastelmermaid #raen #au_ra ||
|| #nsfwgpose #gposer #flowersofantimony #xivafterdark ||
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#Femra | #nsfwgposers | #Au_Ra | #ffxivafterdark | #ffxivlewds | #AuRaApril | Day 7: Blade
I find myself more favored of a single Blade than rather multiple. And I look damn good using it too~
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Exercising at home
#gpose #gposer #gposes #xivafterdark #Au_Ra #ffxivgpose #ffxiv #ffxivnsfw #ffxivlewd #EorzeaPhotos #FFXIVScreenshots #mysomnium
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#AuRaApril Day 7: Blade
May the blade of Alexander guide and protect those lost to time.
#ffxiv | #gpose | #au_ra | #thesapphirestar
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my life is complete
won the mount
and now i bring tyrant on a road trip
surely he trusts my driving
#gposers ◇ #au_ra ◇ #elezen ◇ #elezenhours ◇ #ffxivtyrant ◇ #woltyrant ◇ #thetyrant
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[🤍](Alma Vanilla)
[🎨](https://x.com/flowerxl1
#Azureverse #IntoTheDeep #ffxivnsfw #art #commission #Au_Ra #AuRa #raen #elezen
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Day 7: Blade
#StarryLizard | #AuraApril | #AuraApril2026 | #gposers | #ReShade | #astershade | #Au_Ra
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au ra april day #7: blade
"i am the chosen of hydaelyn, champion of this star, and protector of its people. with this blade, i will serve it justly."
[ #gposers • #radishsnaps • #oc:yuki • #au_ra • #auraapril • #auraapril2026 ]
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Day 7: Blade
One needs no bow and arrow to land a good shot
#🐐✨ | #gposers | #Au_Ra | #AuraApril | #AuraApril2026
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#AuraApril - Blades
Behold the essence of martial mastery.
#gposers ◇ #reshade ◇ #au_ra ◇ #AuraApril2026
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#AuraApril Day 7: Blade
"I'm selfish, I know. But to keep you only mine, I will do everything I needed to do, even if it's illegal."
The iconic Yuno image kept popping in my head when I thought about today's prompt....so I tried to recreate it
#AuraApril2026 | #gposers | #gpose | #au_ra
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In a secluded woodland within the nightly outskirts of Ishgard captures a quiet yet pivotal moment of transformation. From towering trees to the sounds of the breeze as it sways the grass, this is a land not yet claimed by its eternal winter from the 7th Umbral Calamity. Ishgard's body is still warm, still breathing. (1.0 canon fact) At the center of the scene stand two figures—teacher and student—bound not by rank, but by choice. X’hrun Tia stands poised with effortless precision, his rapier raised skyward, posture relaxed yet unyielding, the quiet confidence of a seasoned duelist evident in every line of his form. Opposite of him, a much younger "Countess," 21 year old Asha Soren, mirrors her teacher. Her blade lifted to meet his, though her posture carries the strain of imbalance, of power not yet fully mastered. Her stance and gear is a full contradiction to her methods to survive. As a vagrant of Ishgard, Asha's presence is destined as a vengeful scraper carving a place in a world that has given her none. Behind her, the well guarded Voidsent watches in interest as the two vow by blade. Their rapiers cross in a fragile axis of trust and defiance. This is no ordinary lesson. It is a pact. X’hrun Tia does not demand she sever the void bounded contract that she is protecting. Instead, he teaches her to endure it… to command it… to balance it through the practices of the Red Mage. If she can master the balance of her aether, then that ensures X'hrun Tia that their training will be an eventful one. As their blades remain raised, the vow is sealed in shared words: “Chose promise, chose due.” A promise made. A promise owed. For Asha, in this quiet night, the first fragile roots of justice begin to take hold where only vengeance once thrived. This is her reason.
A vaulted Ishgardian training hall, lit by yellow, reverent light, frames a charged moment between two figures poised at the edge of first impression. At the center, a towering statue of Halone stands in silent judgment—spear lowered, shield rested, gaze eternal—watching as though to weigh not just skill, but intent. The statue looms above, impartial and unmoving, as though the Fury herself bears witness to what begins here. To the right, Asha Soren, now 23, holds a precise 17th-century garde stance, her rapier angled with disciplined elegance, feet grounded, posture unwavering. Her expression was hidden, but her spirit is unyielding; this is not a challenge given lightly, nor one she will permit to be refused. This nature of hers will soon reward her as captain for the Ishgardian Army. Opposite of her stands younger aged Aymeric de Borel, blade raised though not yet committed. His stance is made in subtle hesitation—a moment of recalibration. His expression carries a flicker of bewilderment, as though caught off guard by the force of Asha's insistence. Yet beneath it, something else stirs: a quiet assessment. Respect, perhaps. Or perhaps the faint edge of nerves, the awareness of rust where noble Ishgardian skill once flowed effortlessly. This is not merely a duel of technique, but of will: her refusal to let him retreat, his choice whether to meet her fully. And from this clash of steel and stubborn resolve, a bond will form of these two mighty swordsmen. One that neither of them yet realizes will grow into something endearing and humble. This is her determination.
A storm-lashed battlefield rendered in stark, frozen tones: a whiteout blizzard howls as three figures are caught in a single, breathless instant of violence. At the left, Ser Grinnaux braces himself, his weapon held just in time, his armored form bowed under the force of an imminent strike. In front of him, the Voidsent descends in a clear form, her elongated form cutting through the storm with unnatural grace. Her double-bladed scythe prepares for a lethal lethal sweep, its edge poised to cleave through steel and soul alike. Behind The Voidsent, the Countess stands mid-motion, her Murgleis rapier extended in a precise, elegant line against her wrist, her posture composed yet urgent, as though her strike and the Voidsent’s assault converge upon the same fatal heartbeat. Her fury is sharpened into purpose. Behind Grinnaux, half-buried in the drifting snow, the Sister lies unconscious, struck down by the knight who now shields himself against the judgement of two livid adjudicators. Her presence haunts the composition, a fragile stillness against the chaos unfolding before her. This is her fury.
A moonlit snowfall blankets a desolate field, each flake drifting in quiet contrast to the tragic violence poised to unfold. At the center, Countess Asha, scaled captain of the Ishgardian Army, fully kneels upon the cold ground, her posture lowered not in defeat, but in deliberate surrender. Her rapier is driven point-first into the earth before her, hands resting upon its hilt as though it were the only thing anchoring her to this moment. She would never bow to any soul that walk amongst Ishgard with all of her heart, except for one... and that one soul she would endure a thousand blades for. She does not raise her blade. She does not move to defend herself. Her head is bowed—not in shame, but in offering of her love within the pain. Before her stands the nightgown covered Sister Lunette, consumed by grief and wrath alike. Her form trembles, tears streaming unchecked as her power surges beyond her control, the presence of a voidgate voidsent twisting through her aether. The air behind her distorts, a violent ball of energy coiling violently from the entity's mouth as it prepares to strike. Yet the Countess does not flinch despite the danger. Her stillness is absolute. Her submission is granted to the Sister. To the fragile, breaking soul before her. Behind The Countess, the Voidsent begins to conjure a barrier to prepare to shield, to preserve, to act where she will not. However, she also bows her head in apology. Her silence speaks what words cannot: that no harm will be returned to her precious treasure, no blade lifted, no scar given—not even if it costs them both everything. Their cold moment is suspended between annihilation and devotion. Where love chooses not to fight, but to endure. This is her devotion.
#AuraApril Day 7: Blade. 🤺
The Rapier of Many Forms.
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Some depth about Countess Asha's journey as a RDM in the realm of Ishgard. It has transformed her untamed wrath to honed purpose, even with her contract.
⋆⁺₊⋆ #Au_Ra ⋆⁺₊⋆ #raen ⋆⁺₊⋆ #fangsoftherosegpose ⋆⁺₊⋆ #GPOSERS ⋆⁺₊⋆ #AuraApril2026
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"Why are they ghostly squid?"
"Oh, relax, this is going to be fun!"
"I dread to see what you call frightening"
Trouble on twosome tuesday ft @serenesnowsong.bsky.social's Aria and Jiynx on a boat ride.
#アウラ #gposers #ffxivaura #ff14 #eorzeaphotos #Au_Ra #femra #kaos #bpose
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Happy #TummyTuesday, dears and darlings!
What's this, Aria posting a non-bikini Tummy Tuesday picture? Well we have to change it up sometimes, right? (Also I love this outfit and need to take more pictures in it sometime hehe)
#AriasMelodies #Au_Ra #GPOSERS #EorzeaPhotos
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Two people stand in a field of flowers. The Miqo’te showers the Au Ra in an array of petals, and he marvels at them with a childish delight on his face.
The Power of Flowers
w/ @theirlittlered.bsky.social
#gpose // #au_ra // #Miqo’te
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#AuraApril ── .✦ day 06: free day
who else up being a namiholic 😝
✦ #gpose | #gposers | #au_ra | #xaela | #AuraApril2026 ✦
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Day 7 of #auraapril : Blade.
Two rogues, spying on you >:3
Now, Doll is omniclass, so, on top of teaching her minion what he wanted, magic, she's keeping him in close combat shape
😤While he lacks the stealth. He has the muscles.
#viorzea | #au_ra | #bpose | #eorzeaPhotos
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First objective reached!
Good, good. Time to spice things up a bit~
Perfect time for tummy tuesday also.
Anyway, next goal: Also 50 likes on this for the last one :3 (Yea, not gonna push it to 100, let's be real the goal is to show y'all the pic at the end) 🤭
#GPOSERSNSFW | #Au_Ra
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Zaya, a purple-haired Xaela with celestial scales, offers her globe to Aryin, a white and black-haired star elf, who looks perplexed.
A gift to the Stars
Aryin belongs to @java-kitty.bsky.social
#aurapril Day 6: Free Day
#au_ra #xaela #starelf
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An Au Ra wearing a white bunny suit and a black puffer jacket, adjusting his jacket while giving the viewer the middle finger. He is holding a lit cigarette in his mouth, and the cameltoe of his suit is visible.
Touching costs extra. Pervert.
#🐐🔞 | #gposernsfw | #au_ra
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#AuRaApril Day 6 - Free day! (Family time!) (1/2)
Since I didn't anything explicitly for Family, I wanted to do something with Aoi and Lucia's siblings...
| #Au_Ra | #ffxiv | #ff14 | #gposers | #EorzeaPhotos |
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A FFXIV Character, Xaela Au Ra bathed in red light, looking upwards, bleeding from her left nostril. She has a stern expression.
🎵 ODE TO A BLACK HOLE 🩸
🎨: @voidcrest.bsky.social
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Day 6: Free Day
"Oh, hello! How can I help? Need a potion of sorts or healing?"
Witchy Io for the free day :3 I like to imagine she lives in a cabin alone in a forest. Spends her time studying/practicing alchemy and also various schools of magic.
#GPOSERS #EorzeaPhotos #Au_Ra #AuRaApril2026
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#AuRaApril Day 6: Free Day
There are days where things get too difficult and stressful. I’m just very thankful @lunalovespink.bsky.social has always been there for me regardless of life’s burdens.💙
#ffxiv | #gpose | #au_ra | #lunazure | #thesapphirestar
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