A miqo'te in a white veil and white, armored monk's wear holds a bruised Aymeric in a pose similar to that of the sculpture, Pieta. Spider lilies bloom around them and they are lit in a pale blue light. In her open palm, she appears to be calling up healing magics in a blue-green glow.

Death and a Holy Woman
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Aymeric is pretty certain that Lucia will find his body.

4,990 words
rated T; cw: blood and implied torture

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New fic!

Of Vows Unkept

f!wol/Thancred/Urianger

Ch 1/?

• 2.9k words • Mature


Moireigh’s worst fear is realized after she surrenders to the Simulant to save lives.

Mind the tags.

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“In the interest of being clear,” Krile said, her voice wavering even though the adrenaline of courage kept her talking, “when I said that I wanted to wish you luck, I meant I wanted you to come home to me.” She walked into the space between his knees and stood on the tips of her toes to brush a strand of hair behind his ear. He was still too tall, even now. Krile rubbed at a smear of dirt at his jawline, then lifted her hand to press against his pulse point. He wrapped his fingers loosely around her wrist. When he swallowed, she could feel it.

My little krile/estinien adventure is complete :) five whole chapters let's gooooo

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"Estinien," Krile said, letting herself further into his makeshift hideout. The way she took up the space despite her small frame spoke well of her power. It silenced kings and commanded loyalty of the strongest people on the star. Her voice, in contrast, was as soft as freshly dried linens on bare skin. "I won't insult you by pretending I'm here on a social visit,” she said. She walked to him, close enough to touch, and he had no choice but to meet her gaze.

Day 3 and Estinien is being a bitch. Estinien/krile once again

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Her hand fit around his first two fingers. It reminded her of the stories she'd been told as a child about faeries. Those thoughts were far too fanciful for a scientific woman such as herself. The sting of snow against bare skin helped her drive away the thoughts of anything besides getting up and she used his pauldron to hoist herself into his elbow the way Rahbaun used to carry Nanamo. He stood, the ground quickly retreating from beneath her and it took all of her strength of will not to squeak when he started to walk. Her knuckles were white as she clutched the straps of his armor, but gods, the cold metal was almost worse than sitting in the snow. She shifted her weight from her buttocks to her thighs and then to her nearly frozen hands in rapid succession.

At it again with the krile/estinien let's go babes

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Krile dusted off her jacket, stood to her full height (meager though it was) and put her hands on her hips. She had a mouth full of an argument ready to go. He hadn't responded to her calls in a month, which was rude at best and a security issue at worst. She was about to let them fly, but something about the way the Azure Dragoon sat made her pause. Estinien had slumped back against the angle of the roof when he had recognized it was her. His hair fanned out white against the terracotta. Pink painted his cheeks and his eyes were just slightly unfocused as he watched clouds disappear toward the darkening horizon.

I have had this in my drafts for TWO YEARS. Anyway I don't even think krile/estinien has a tag, but I had a vision.

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Rough draft of the next chapter of shun the light (stephanivien x artoirel)

Cooking up the next chapter
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