Jullus, a blue-haired Garlean, leans in to perhaps kiss Izzie, a red-haired Viera. They are mostly in shadow save a sliver of light between them...

rectifying an error; posting this #izziejullus for it must also be upon this account. The tension of being known...

Art by @pachineorzea.bsky.social !!!

There is potentially no bigger wife guy than Jullus to Izzie. That is his new religion, having been raised in none...

Art by @elvensunday.bsky.social !!!

#izziejullus

some #izziejullus yearning... from my jullus fic

Pass it on! Post your pfp.

Ah yes, an excuse to post this art...my beautiful #izziejullus commission from @suwisuwii.bsky.social. among the most lovely arts I've ever seen in my life amen

Izzie and Jullus is the quintessential absolutely not LOL that's part of their beauty to me. Like maybe. But he had to lose everything first. That's a key part of it.

#izziejullus ; #izzielore

I simply must share some #izziejullus arts that make me go cwazy

1) by @/elvensunday.bsky.social
2) by @/suwisuwii.bsky.social
3) by @/lby2k99.bsky.social

my offering this day is from my rarepair fic series last year, two chapters with #woljullus smut 😏

they are stupid for each other. heed the descriptions/tags at the beginning of the chapters...

archiveofourown.org/works/563848...

#emberwrites | #izziejullus

And most importantly... #izziejullus

my name is Ember and I've been a writer by trade for as long as I can remember. You can find my ffxiv works here: archiveofourown.org/users/witchf...

The following snippets are from:
boreas ( #izziejullus)
a long way out to reach the sea ( #wolphinaud ; #izziphinaud)
go on, let it fall (woljullus)

#izziphinaud: braiding her hair. "it will be well." a gentle hand between shoulder blades. will he be by her side? it is never in doubt.

#izziejullus: his hand at her wrist where the scars are. "mea vita". fingers tangled in the ends of her hair. always touching.

#izziehusbands

Jullus presses his shoulder into the doorway, the crush of his bone against wood a kind reminder of his discipline. He quarantines the heat in his blood so it doesn’t lick out from him like a sun lash, the kind he’d learned about in a cosmology class in Academy that most of his schoolmates slept through. “My lord.” Izzie’s voice curls from the bed, from the spool of her, all moonlight skin and copper hair. “I didn’t expect you.” He runs his palm over his mouth. It curves into a dangerous grin, dragged downward by his callouses. Izzie is a cosmology all her own, more real than theory. “Wait. What’s my character today?” “Oh,” Izzie says, breezy as a valley, “my master. Did you not hear?”

of impossibilities 🎀
1,378 words | Rated M (nsfw content but nothing extremely explicit) | 3: silk
#woljullus

Izzie and Jullus like to play games.

#izziejullus | #XIVRarepairWeek | #XIVRarepairWeek2025

archiveofourown.org/works/66460768

Izzie’s stance is solid — feet hip-width apart, fingertips tight on her moon rod that simmers purple and pink, gaze squinting into the wind that never ceases. Perhaps she shouldn’t take a fighter’s stance to coax magic out of her body, but that is all she knows. Alas, the vast maw of Ilsabard does not care to answer her. Her fingertips remain cold but dead of inspiration. She is the monster that haunted its people’s imaginations and the land’s memory is long; not that it would need to be, since she stands here like she intends to fight the horizon. “You’ve been at this a while,” Jullus says. She glances to him, a welcome respite of blue, black and softer olive in the endless bright, though she knows that tone. A very diplomatic way of saying You are going to get frostbite and my patience is wearing thin. “I’m thinking,” she answers lamely.

boreas ❄️
1,173 words | Rated T | 1: astral/umbral
#woljullus

Izzie understands magic better than she knows.

#izziejullus | #XIVRarepairWeek | #XIVRarepairWeek2025

archiveofourown.org/works/66334612

Kissy for late kissy day #izziejullus

izzie taking a selfie with jullus (using the new visage emote) who is, as usual, trying to do his job...presumably...

wife antics, at it again #izziejullus

the jullus kisser army is powerful but small. #izziejullus

honestly i love a lot of the early interactions between Izzie and Jullus. so much tension and yet, the revelation they are both so young.

#emberwrites ; #izziejullus

She gets better!

Izzie basically corners Jullus like "🧍‍♀️I think we should be together. Maybe forever. What do you think."

Jullus, vibrating out of his skin: Are you sure you--

Izzie: already pulling him in by the collar to mash their teeth together

#izziejullus

The fine blade of longing cuts him as his fingers run through the copper tendrils of her hair. Jullus watches them fall against her freckled back. Even sleep is something Izzie does intensely, prickly and dead as a rose bush when winter grips the star. Once upon a time, he let ice be his crown and his reward. She twitches in sleep, as if she can sense the direction of his thoughts. He smirks, broken-hearted — but it’s like a lake thawing. He wants to hear the crack. He folds her closer to him. He kisses her neck and smells lilacs on her skin.

#Vierapril 11 + 14: spring/winter

In Garlemald, there's an old story about the lady of spring and the beast of winter...

[ #emberwrites ; #izziejullus ]

I need everyone to look upon the #izziejullus of our time. THEO IS SO TALENTED!!!!

ask me questions about my ships!!

Izzie (wol) and Jullus

Izzie (wol) and Alphinaud. (Art by Sunday!)

🤸‍♀️

#izziphinaud, #izziejullus and also the boys together or all three of them or whatever combination thereof LOL

(thank you to @minicactpot.bsky.social and @sundaysmermaid.bsky.social for the pieces!)

Jullus pyr Norbanus carries Izzie, the warrior of light, bridal style. The two are seen from behind as they look at each other with a rising sort of intensity.

"my house of stone, your ivy grows"

Thank you @lby2k99.bsky.social for this incredible work!!! I absolutely cannot get enough of looking at it!

#izziejullus ; #woljullus

izzie using the new /photograph emote to "take a pic" of jullus

she's very pleased with the picture

do you think he is tired of this yet. do you think he regrets showing his techy wife the new camera.

#izziejullus

Izzie, a red-haired viera, looking fondly upon Jullus, a Garlean, who looks a little nervous holding a bag of buuz...!

MY SCHMOOPIES....THEY ARE REAL...! thank you @heathenish.bsky.social for my babies... #izziejullus #izziepics

the shipping black hole be like "oh, Jullus can join them, but I am not sure he will have any children with them..." to him being the bio father of 4 out of the 6 of Izzie's children. Anyway. #izziejullus .

Izzie, a Viera, lies in a field of yellow grass and flowers alongside Jullus, a Garlean hyur. Their bodies point opposite directions but their faces linger so, so close.

A close up of Jullus gazing with open adoration upon Izzie.

Izzie, a Viera, lies in a field of yellow grass and flowers alongside Jullus, a Garlean hyur. Their bodies point opposite directions but their faces linger so, so close.

A close up of Izzie gazing upon Jullus. One sea-glass green eye can be seen.

you remain my strangest dream. the one closest to my heart.

[once again spoiled with #izziejullus content by @thelilymage.bsky.social my beloved aaaa!]

#woljullus ; #izziepics

Izzie, a red-haired Viera, is held bridal-style by Jullus, a blue-haired Garlean. They are looking into each other's eyes with deep fondness.

A close-up on Izzie's face as she gazes upon Jullus.

Izzie, a red-haired Viera, is held bridal-style by Jullus, a blue-haired Garlean. They are looking into each other's eyes with deep fondness.

A close up on Jullus's face as he gazes upon Izzie.

he has his own constellations marked and named right there in the freckles on her face. stars to track his world by.

[beautiful #izziejullus by @minicactpot.bsky.social my beloved]

#izziepics ; #woljullus

a man fighting in the snow

He bites wrong and his mouth fills with the taste of metal, like blood but sharper, and he nearly throws the wire down on the floor. His heart gives him a single, awful kick. One moment at a time. Take it one moment at a time. No use being caught in the sweeping surge of ennui in moments like this. Sometimes he swears he will look at the horizon and it will be the scorching white of a bomb, the kind that will make him little more than an ashy shadow on the pavement, and too often he wonders at the relief of such a thing. He breathes. And breathes. The air warps. His mouth fills with the taste of sparkling lemonade, so out of place he stumbles backward, sure he’s losing the plot this time, but whatever fluctuation created that peculiar sensation fades in a sharp zing — and instead, he comes face to face with Izzie Nenelori.

🌒 go on, let it fall. ch. 4: the reflex act of life
🌒 rated M.
🌒 #woljullus ; #wolphinaud ; Jullus/Izzie/Alphinaud

The desire to live is a hard-fought thing.

archiveofourown.org/works/532002...

[ #izziejullus ; #emberwrites ]

making progress on the #izziejullus fic wip finally

EVERYONE SHOULD HEAR ABOUT THE JOY THAT IS #IZZIEJULLUS FROM THE GO LAKJDFAK

and what if i nearly died 5 times in worqor zormor looking at this. worth it. GOD AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ahem #izziejullus