#Meya

[illadvisedart]

oc thingy

#(pretending that i’m normal about her) #oc #original character #meya #sorin #untitled story

[ladyofvoss]

Showing off the new, matching haircut to your friend.

feat. Meya from @healerstail!

#twinsies! #thalia voss #meya ganajai #thank you for letting me use the pretty blue kitty!

[meya-lily-writes]

Headcanon: Garak loves hot chocolate.

#thats it #thats the post #garak headcanons #elim garak #garak #meya lily speaks

[driftward]

💘 fake relationship / mutual pining / dared to kiss Zoi/Mathye

💚 true love’s kiss / magic kiss / healed Zoi and Erick

🖤 kissing while crying / goodbye kiss / desperation Zoi and Aymeric

🤍 kiss at the wedding / milestone Zoi and Y'shtola

💘 fake relationship Zoissette paced as she thought. This was surely ridiculous. She was too in her head again, that was all. Fooling herself. And about to do something that would make a fool of her. She was just lost after her journey through the rift. Still out of sorts. She just latched on and re-ignited old childish feelings just because Y'shtola had been there to catch her when she came out of the rift.

But then, so had Mathye, right?

This was stupid, she decided. Next time she saw him, she was going to figure this out for sure. Surely a true enough kiss would ignite the spark she had so long sought. She resolved to do so, next time she saw him.

(…and we all know how that turned out)

💚 true love’s kiss / magic kiss / healed Zoi and Erick

Meya stood near Erick, her eyes half-closed in concentration as she channeled aether into her staff, sending a steady stream of powerful healing magics pouring into his body. Zoissette had her codex open nearby, as she tended to rather more specific injuries, applying bandages and stitching sutures.

“Hey, wow, this really hurts,” he said. “You know, I hear good things about the healing powers of true love’s kiss.”

“Your true love is a little occupied keeping your true aether inside of your true body,” said Zoissette. “And I truly do not know how you get yourself in these messes.”

“Well, maybe I’ll settle for a magic kiss, whatdaysay?”

Zoissette gave Erick a flat look. “Right in front of Meya? Really?”

Meya did not break concentration, but did allow herself a slight smile. “Oh, I don’t mind, I know he’s just being funny.”

“Still though,” said Zoissette, picking her codex up and giving Erick a light thwap on the head. “Behave.”

“Ow. Yes, ser,” he groused. Zoissette shot him a look, but then shook her head and went back to work. Meya giggled.

🖤 kissing while crying / goodbye kiss / desperation Zoi and Aymeric

He still was with her, the next day, as she prepared to go on her journey. A simple breakfast passed companionably, and through their conversation, he had seen many things in her. A gentle pain in her words, a soft ache in her expressions. But also, relief. Relief in every ilm of her. A kind of relief, that allowed her to relax, that kept her from hiding as she was oft wont to do, that let her be honest with herself and with him.

He treasured that more than anything that had happened over the last many moons.

And then it was time for her to leave. They kissed, at the door, one last kiss, one last way to say goodbye. She had been soft against his lips, had flowed into it, not with the heat of passion, but with the genuine desire for connection, and he had met her with the same, and the moment had hung like a question waiting for an answer.

But they knew the answer already, and so they had separated, and she had gifted him with one of her rare, genuine smiles as she left.

He managed to hold himself once she was gone, with a relaxed and content smile on his face. It stayed there, as he gave out instructions to the staff for the day. Even as he, at last, retired to his study, closing the door carefully behind him, and latching it shut. It only faded as he slowly sat himself down in his chair, and allowed himself, at last, to sob into his hands.

This would be a good thing, for both of them.

That didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt like hell, though.

🤍 kiss at the wedding / milestone Zoi and Y'shtola

Oh, I think I’ll save this one for later.

#answer hours #final fantasy xiv #zoissette vauban #mathye bishop #aymeric de borel #erick gage #meya ganajai #ask meme #I DID NOT EVEN REBLOG THIS ASK MEME FJJKJLJFLDJ

[yzeltia]

Happiest Starlight Ever 2023 Day 2: Winter Wonderrrland

Ft. @driftward 's Nyx Blackmoon @erickgage s Erick Gage, @healerstail 's Meya's Ganajai

#final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #ff14 #ffxiv oc #u'rahn nuhn #nyx blackmoon #meya ganajai #happieststarlightever2023 #starlight #ffxiv starlight #starlight 2023 #Youtube

[raw-fruit]

#concept chapter 1 part 1 #Raw!Fruit #Tsuvet Meya #webcomic #magical girl #magical girl manga #mahou shoujo #indie comic #catgirls #comic post

[kibblemaniac]

oh yeah i forgot to post this

#raw!fruit #fionna and cake #adventure time #archangel blueberry #tsuvet meya #outfit swap #doodle #yui94

[misty-feathers]

Hello, it's me again sorry.

🎼

hi omg no need to apologize i was so excited to see ur response to this bc you have lovely music taste im literally still listening to the bruch romanze in f

🎼 Song/music you associate with an aspect of ST

ok so obv the soundtrack -- war adagio from ds9 and the main theme from first contact are both incredible pieces which i love. i know how to play first contact on piano and im planning on learning war adagio soon

i always knew by the vaccines is the song that reminds me of garashir atm

blue lips by regina spektor also is very reminiscent of the themes surrounding faith/religion in ds9

also neptune from holst's the planets. truly the planets is some of my favorite classical music and the vibes are immaculate

#ask game #music #meya-lily #star trek

[niraff14]

Steamy Relaxation

Erick strode into his bedroom after having almost dashed in, while he wasn't technically running from his Personal Aid Yesuntei. He was also trying to avoid her, as she'd had a stacked folder in hand while talking to Dark Autumn. They'd been exchanging pleasantries, but that folder meant the odds that Yesuntei had something for him to deal with was rather high. She was a boon and a bane, the Xaela was an extremely efficient aide which could be rather bad sometimes when it came to business. She still hadn't quite grasped some of the intricacies of business, of not immediately replying to every contract request, how that sometimes running the clock down was needed to acquire a more lucrative deal for the company.

He let out a more relaxed sigh before heading to the attached bathroom in his private quarters. The hyur turned the shower on before undressing and slipping inside closing the glass doors to let the steam fog them up. Private showers were not a common household utility, they were a luxury item due to the plumbing and cost of setting them up, not to mention the cost in ceruleum to run the generator to heat the water. However, luxury was something Erick would always enjoy when given the opportunity.

Erick made sure to take his time and enjoy the hot water, since when he was done, he'd have to try and duck back out of the company house without Yesuntei catching him. Eventually he shut the water off, the valves creaking slightly as they were closed, and the rush of water turned into a dripping dribble. He stepped out of the shower and started to reach for a towel before he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

He closed his eyes and sighed, "No Erick, you're being a fool, she isn't behind you right now because that'd put her in the shower."

"No, I'm not behind you Erick, I'm in front of you." Came a soft-spoken voice.

Erick's eyes opened and he had to resist the urge to jump straight up as Yesuntei was indeed standing in front of him. The shorter woman had her head tilted upwards, her blue eyes with their bright limbal rings gazing up at the soaking wet and very nude Erick. Despite this Erick did manage to only slightly jolt in surprise. "Seven hells! Yesuntei, you can't just walk into my bathroom while I'm showering!"

Yesuntei quirked her head to the side slightly, "Why not? Everyone hangs out in the company hot tub together some nights." Her tone indicated that the xaela woman really did not understand what the issue was at all.

"That's different, people are still somewhat clothed." Erick stated, not quite knowing where to start with this one as sometimes he still didn't quite get if it was just a cultural thing or if Yesuntei was just being extremely coy.

"Yes, I do find it odd that you insist people wear a, -bathing suit- in the tub." She replied while air quoting the last part.

"I'm not the only one that would, I'm just the one that went out to relax in the tub and found you using it."

"You really didn't relax all that much that night, after your eyes got really big you nearly ran right through the door to the company house." Yesuntei remarked wryly a rather small smirk on her lips.

"You were naked!" Erick shouted out a bit too loudly in hindsight. Thank the gods he had invested in some sound proofing for his bedroom to keep out prying ears.

Yesuntei shrugged, "That is how I normally bathe, even if it is for relaxation. Nudity isn't inherently sexual."

The Xaela's words made Erick blink, suddenly realizing that not only was he still naked, but that he'd gone from trying to chastise Yesuntei to debating her on the propriety of nakedness. He paused and drew in a breath, letting it out slowly as he grabbed the towel he had been reaching for earlier, wrapping it around his waist. "Nevermind all that, what do you want?"

She smiled cheerfully back at him and raised up a clipboard in one hand and a pen in the other, "I need you to sign these."

"These are the contract forms for the antique buyer in Ul'dah." Erick stated after glancing over the front form. "We're waiting on that."

"But he's extremely eager to purchase those vases, and you really want to sell them, so it can all be resolved without delay." Her voice was still cheerful but there was a certain amount of confusion in it as well.

Erick pinched the bridge of his nose as he thought for a moment, "Look, Yesuntei, I appreciate your work ethic. But in business, some things you don't want to resolve immediately. If I wait a few days, and make him think someone else is maybe giving a higher offer, he might raise his own."

The pale skinned xaela tapped her chin with the pen briefly, "But resolving a situation to the mutual benefit of both parties allows both to resume their other activities. That is generally how things were on the steppe."

"Yes, but on the Steppe your deals involved food, needed resources, if you didn't resolve them then your tribes would end up fighting, right?"

"That's right, yes." She nodded.

"Right, critical resources, these are Vases. If they get bought, we make Gil, if they don't get bought, we don't make Gil but we don't go to war or anything. I just end up sad from the lost opportunity." He elaborated, hoping his explanation would help.

"I see, but the company not making gil in a sure thing would be bad, and you being unhappy would made Meya unhappy. So it is better to resolve it as soon as possible so everyone can be happy!" She replied holding the clipboard up again.

Erick sighed and scratched the back of his head, "We'll deal with this in a couple of days, Yesuntei, not right now in the middle of the bathroom with me almost naked. What would Meya think if she walked in and saw this scene right now?"

Yesuntei just smiled brightly, "That you're finally getting down to business?"

Erick just stared blankly at the young xaela woman. One could almost hear his brain crashing from that sudden line that had been spoken so innocently yet could have several different meanings, meanings that he was positive the Kagon was aware of. He blinked after a moment, "You did that on purpose."

"I don't know what you mean Erick," Her tone was very much one of sunshine mischief now.

"Anyway... as I said, we'll deal with the contract later. Now please, I'm not going to get dressed in front of my aide."

"Of course!"

Erick closed his eyes and sighed, half debating getting back in the shower so he could relax again. When he opened them Yesuntei was gone, having left without a sound. "How in the blazes does she do that?"

@erickgage , as well as @autumnslance ,@healerstail for the mentions.

#FF14 #Yesuntei Kagon #Erick Gage #Dark Autumn #Meya Ganaja #Business #Showers

[genevieveetguy]

Sambizanga, Sarah Maldoror (1972)

#Sarah Maldoror #Claude Agostini #Maurice Pons #Domingos de Oliveira #Elisa Andrade #Jean M'Vondo #Dino Abelino #Benoît Moutsila #Lopes Rodrigues #Henriette Meya #Georges Klotz #1972 #woman director

[chrisnaustin]

If only I were she!

#meya brumell

[grismaldi]

Happy new year Fatima 🎉 I love you! Always

#meya #spuriairis #fatima #yuori

[ladyofvoss]

"Do I even weigh anything to you?" "Nay lass. It's like holdin' a couple o' grapes"

~

Thalia's just 'hanging' out with @saesama's Klynt Gohtawyn

Pose Credit (x)

#i think there's a similar post #with meya hanging from Dark Autumn's arm #if roe ladies not meant for climbing #why have big beautiful muscles? #thalia voss #klynt gohtawyn #other wols #'why is thalia upside down?' cause she's extra

[meya-lily-writes]

Sick Headcanons

Garak when you’re sick: platonic

Garak would be quick to notice you’re not feeling well, and would gently chastise you for not taking care of yourself (the hypocrite).

Garak would show up to check on you under the guise of delivering a couple of books for you to read.

Garak would be excellent at keeping your illness private/secret from well-meaning doctors if you so desired.

Garak when you’re sick: Romantic

You never bothered to tell him the code to your quarters, but that never stops him from showing up unannounced with your favorite soup and some herbal tea he keeps for special occasions. 

He would offer to distract you with conversation and perhaps the occasional lie *cough* story. 

Or, if you preferred, he’d help you into bed and let you rest while cuddling him. He won’t tell you but he’s very appreciative of your extra warmth.

He’d replicate a whole bunch of blankets to keep you warm and make a little nest on the couch, then encourage you to lay your head in his lap or lean on his shoulder. 

Would not be phased at all by bodily fluids. He could take anything you threw or projectile vomited at him. 

Garak when he’s sick

More easily aggravated

Would push himself and throw himself into his work as a distraction

Would eat medicine like candy, but only what he can replicate himself. He’s not going to be seen in the infirmary. 

There’s a good chance he might try to cancel your lunches for a time. His appetite isn’t what it normally is when he’s sick

Also, if pressed about it, he would deny up and down that he’s under the weather.

Would have a hard time accepting help in any form. 

He will insist he doesn’t need it, but won’t tell you that he would like it. 

A random idea that’s featured in the fic I’m working on

He will hint to you that he wants a specific soup that his mother used to make 

If you make it, he will not thank you for it, but instead, criticize you and tell you it’s nothing like his mother used to make.

It does not matter what kind of cook you are. You could be a three-star Michelin chef. He will not tell you he likes it. 

Do not be discouraged. The soup was perfect. (Maybe even a little too perfect) But, he will never in a million years tell you so. 

The only hint you’re getting is that next time he’s sick, he will again, ask for the soup. 

#meya lily speaks #x reader #reader insert #elim garak #garak x reader #elim garak x reader #garak headcanons #headcanons #sick headcanons #sorry I haven't posted anything in a while #I've been very depressed and also had to move #New meds seem to be helping though! #sick

[driftward]

.free

Welcome back, wanderer. Did you find what you were looking for?

#final fantasy xiv #junelezen #junelezen 2023 #free choice #biot writes #biot edits #y'shtola rhul #klynt gohtawyn #ement vauban #ryssthota sundstyrwyn #riven fortemps #mathye bishop #c'oretta khell #y'zel tia #meya ganajai #apple silverberg #echoes #the eleventh hour #free #zoissette vauban #lavender

[yzeltia]

Closer to You

Chapter: Prologue Characters: Y'zel Tia, @driftward 's Zoisstte Vauban, @healerstail's Meya Ganajai, @erickgage 's Erick Gage, Thancred Waters, ???, ??? Rating: T for Tia Notes: N/A

            “Warriors of Light… thank you for showing me the way…Zel, I’m sorry…”

            Y’zel whimpered a bit as Ysayle’s final words danced about the empty of his waking dreams. Startled awake, he looked up, pawing out from his place at the end of the sick bed until he found Zoissette’s ankle. As relief settled in, he rose, finding himself to be stiff from how he’d been curled up.

            He’d nary left the medical wing for days, save to freshen up and being forced to eat, refusing to leave the room longer than a bell. He couldn’t bare it, afraid she might simply slip back into the ether if left unwatched. Not that she didn’t have a revolving audience of Gage Acquisitions and allies there to in peek on her and offer aether. And of course, his cousin Shtola.

            His ears perked for a moment, then lowered slowly. With a nervous flit of his tail, he stood then spun about to see who was with them, finding the Boss leaned back in the side chair reading, sparing a glance over his sunglasses before returning his attention to the book. Meya slumped over the side of the bed, holding Zoissette’s hand, praying…or perhaps singing. He squirmed a bit and decided not to worry about it, feeling his stomach turn with hunger.

            Quietly, he made his leave from the infirmary, shutting the door behind him slowly. Free in the hall, he sighed then wandered toward his apartment in silence. A low hum graced his ears, then another. They’d been so frequent lately since the aftermath of the incident he’d almost grown accustomed to them. If only he could get used to the silence in between them.

            As he reached for his doorknob, his tail was pulled, forcing him to turn back to find a particularly cross looking Thancred staring at him, book under his arm. His lips moved, yet the words didn’t quite reach his ears, everything running together, though the glare was enough to tell he was being scolded. Concentrating on his mouth, his ears gave a little perk, focusing until his voice came through.

            “Well!?” the man asked indignantly.

            “I’m sorry…I didn’t catch what were you saying before,” Y’zel said softly, trying to think if he’d done anything to have had the other upset with him…or if they’d even ever had a single conversation together before.

            “Seven hells.  I was shouting for you all down the hall. I asked what possessed you to publish this tripe,” he asked, shoving the book into Y’zel’s arms.

            The Miqo’te looked down, finding a Sharlayan journal leafed with his recent entry: The Source, Its Reflections, and Soulmates.

            “My paper? What about it?”

            “It walks dangerously close to that of the Ascians’s ideas about Rejoining.”

            “That was not my intention. I only briefly mentioned the Rejoining in the context of everything else. The paper was more observations and positing questions about the implications of Rejoining or just how reliable those connections already are…”

            “If the wrong people read this Y’zel…”

            “They’d have to have the power to cross realms and orchestrate cataclysmic events the likes of a calamity. I do not think-“

            “It is only a matter of time with your coin researching the matter. No doubt when the knight is well enough to have her brain picked on more solutions. Scholar knows that her little incident will dissuade either of them from pressing forward.”

            “Still. I do not think-“

            “You didn’t think. Retract the paper. Have the Forum lock it away wherever they throw away their other dangerous texts.”

            Y’zel puffed up his cheeks then straightened up, “I’ve done nothing wrong except write about what I’ve observed to be true and made it clear that further information will have to be gathered over time with the help of Scions and the Warriors of Light. It is, at worst, a romantic lens on the situation. I do not advocate for an apocalypse anywhere!”    

            “There is a danger in how it is phrased. Someone is going to find this and use it as an excuse to make bad decisions. Did you not have anyone else take a look at this?

            Y’zel shook his head, “Then that is those are their bad decisions. It was seen fit to publish. If you wish to start a crusade on banning books, go join the Forum cronies!”

            With that, the Miqo’te turned heal, unable to parse what the other was saying in response as he slammed the door behind him. Tossing the book into his study, he moved on to find something to eat and wash up before his return to Zoissette’s side.

Meanwhile, In Sharlayan

A few days later...

#final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #ff14 #ffxiv oc #ff xiv #ffxiv miqo'te #y'zel tia #thancred waters #zoissette vauban #meya ganajai #erick gage #the lost one's weeping #prologue