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strawberdii-art · 9 months
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Don't remember if I posted this one when I finished it or not.
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Summary: "There are only a handful of reasons why the two of you would ask to meet me privately," Aemyra says, tapping a finger on her chin while trying to stifle the heat across her face, "at an inn room, naked, and wearing a blindfold."
Alternately titled: In which G'raha and X'rhun decide to have a threesome with their partner, the warrior of light, for her nameday.
Rating: Explicit
Ship: G’raha/Aemyra(WoL)/X’rhun
Note: This fic was a commission for @crimsonsynastry​! I loved writing Aemyra and her chemistry with the Two Local Catboys(tm) was an absolute treat to explore UvU
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It is hot in Sharlayan. The sun blazes down from on high, blanketing everything it touches with a sense of hot, listless exhaustion. The winds coming from the sea offer no mercy in the slightest; it is salty on the tongue and in the lungs, and only those native to the island are able to tolerate its sting.
About the only things truly protected from the weathering effects of the ocean and sun is the knowledge itself that the island holds. Tomes are kept safe and secure inside one of the multitudes of opulent buildings and libraries, else otherwise are kept close at hand against a student's chest while being borrowed for their meticulous studies.
X'rhun Tia is certainly no stranger to the heat.
His homeland was always scorched with the blazing sun, and he had long-considered a tolerance for the dry summers to be something in his heritage as a Seeker (whether that was true or not was another matter entirely). Though he was not accustomed to the humidity, dealing with the heat alone was something he felt fairly tolerant of.
Still, he couldn't ignore a slight sense of discomfort with the layers he wore; crimson garb covered all of him, just as much part of the man as his own name was. It offered protection from the sunlight itself (and had been woven specifically to ward off the burning rays), but not an ilm of comfort from the thick and sticky heat that clung to every bit of his skin. It made the man feel vaguely uncomfortable with every shift of his body, but X'rhun took the discomfort in stride as best as he could--both literally and figuratively, as he's decided to take another walk around much of the city's main plaza to try and get accustomed to the layout of where things were. He could hear calls of shopkeepers and the bustle of crowds, not unlike the other city states that he had visited in his years of travel.
Much of his partner's current business kept her on the island, so he figured that it was best to get used to the climate of Sharlayan as quickly as he could; perhaps he could procure some new variations of his current gear? Or maybe he could find ways to make them more suitable to the humidity, should it continue on for more than a few weeks. He so loathed the idea of being ill-prepared or worse, ill-dressed.
"Mr. X'rhun Tia!"
As the man was lost in thought, he neglected to hear the calls of someone a ways behind him on the busy walkway. It wasn't until the person had pushed through groups of students and nearly caught up to the Seeker that X'rhun finally snapped from his thoughts. He turned his gaze just in time to catch sight of G'raha Tia breaking free from the crowd, earning more than a few hard stares from several he'd less-than-carefully pushed past. The young seeker must have been chasing after him, as he stopped so abruptly to X'rhun's walking pace that he nearly toppled head over heels into the stonework below.
"Just the man I was hoping to find!" he says excitedly, righting himself and matching the other's walking pace.
X'rhun simply chuckles, mostly at the young man's honest enthusiasm. "Hopefully only for welcomed reasons. I've not a debt to my name and plan to keep it that way."
"No no, hardly anything like that," G'raha assures, "I've actually a question to ask instead." He peeks around for a moment, then lowers his voice to just above a whisper. "You know that Aemyra's nameday is coming up, right?"
X'rhun merely blinks at his fellow Seeker, simultaneously confused by the question and the reason that G'raha would need to ask it. It wasn't as if the young man wasn't allowed to inquire, as X'rhun was fully aware and happy for his partner to be in other relationships as long as she was treated well, but certainly G'raha would have put together enough information, even if he didn't yet realize they were wedded, to assume that X'rhun would well-know when her nameday fell?
"Of course I do," he says, raising a brow even as his tone falls evenly upon his tongue. "But I assume there's a question behind that, if you're asking something so obvious. Pray tell me what's on your mind?"
G'raha nods, then peeks around again. X'rhun notices that the other Seeker's tail is lashing just a tad too quickly for his liking, betraying the younger man's sense of nervousness in the act. What would he have to be nervous about...?
"Could we," G'raha says lowly face almost as red as his hair, "Perhaps speak in private about it?"
[Continue reading on AO3]
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ievaxol · 2 years
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OKAY LET ME TRY AGAIN
I am expectedly here to request x'rhun/wol
Prompt: wol can't get their close quarters combat quite right and is embarrassed about it
If you're not familiar enough with X'rhun to write him though
Then erenville/wol.
Wol has asked erenville to teach them about frogs. Erenville is quizzing them on their knowledge and they're doing woefully poorly.. or perhaps they're just distracted BC of who it is whose teaching them
It was rare that their paths crossed nowadays, rarer still that both of them had enough time for a spar. X'rhun kept abreast of her exploits best he could, piecing together the intel filtered through his contacts whilst trying not to sound overly eager for any updates on her whereabouts. Despite practicing that self control he couldn't help the way his foolish heart sped up when he caught a glimpse of her in the fields of Mor Dhona, nor how pleased he was that she agreed to going a few rounds. -- Her spellcasting is sublime, always had been. Like fireworks her spells explodes over the sparring area, pointed and precise bursts of aether delicately balanced to sting but not harm. It is a real treat to see her in action - he never tires of it - but he was waiting for something else. A shift of her foot followed by something to close the gap - The Warrior hesitates when she is close enough to follow up on the attack - just for a second - but it is enough for X'rhun to get a strike in with the blunted practice blade. Even with him holding back she hisses in pain and drops her rapier, embarrassment evident in her eyes. "Again." She grinds out and X'rhuns eyes narrow. This is not as it should be. "Let's go again!" The Warrior presses and instead of acquiescing he calmly sheathes his blade, holding her gaze all the while. "My friend, long have we traveled together. You are not only my former student but someone I consider a friend. Will you not tell me what's wrong?" The Warriors hackles rise visibly but only for a brief moment; then her shoulders sag and she all but collapses against the miqo'te in a hug he did not at all expect. "It's Zenos -" she starts and X'rhun doesn't quite freeze but it's a close thing. He's heard of the spoiled princeling from Garlemald and the destruction he's wrought - he knew the warrior has crossed paths with him as well, has heard the whispered tales in dimly lit inns. "I see him," she whispers into his chest like it would hurt her to speak it out loud. "When I fight. In every face. Close quarters they - they terrify me." X'rhun considers this, slowly wrapping his arms around the slender woman. His words, usually eloquent and ready at a moments notice, fail him. What did she endure that led his brightest student to falter like this? "I must relearn, Rhun," she says, determination lacing her words - but there's an edge of fear to them, too. "Won't you help me?" He takes a step back and searches her face, tucks an errant strand of hair behind her ears. The use of his name sends a shiver down his spine that he quickly quashes - this is not the time for it. "You know my calling is to teach red magic to whomsoever proves themselves worthy - and you have proven yourself beyond the shadow of doubt. If you can stand my tutelage once more, I'll gladly have you." X'rhun smiles and she exhales, a glint of hope in her eyes.
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strawberdii · 2 years
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Boop!
Photo studio courtesy of #Studio_Yue @ twitter
Pose by LilRedAuriGirl with major tweaking | NenekoColorS GSHADE
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nvandraw · 2 years
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never finished this sketch but x’rhun tia has my heart
[Image ID: a digital sketch of X’rhun Tia from Final Fantasy 14. He’s wearing a red had with a white feather and a red coat. He’s wearing a neutral expression and he’s looking off to the side. End ID]
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crimsonsynastry · 2 years
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Eyes Away
X'rhun Tia/F!WoL (Named)
"Keep your eyes facing away," he commands, turning her head towards the fire with the toe of his boot and holding it there. Its touch is cold, and she shivers underneath it, letting out a soft whimper as her eyes settle upon the flames as their shadows lick the walls. "You are not to look at me, do you understand?" She mewls, and her fingers curl into fists on the floor beside her as a desperate heat floods her system. "Y-Yes." Several moments of silence pass between them. "Tell me," he breathes out, and his voice is soft, quiet. There is a hunger in it that makes her skin pebble all over. "While you waited for me today, so twisted up in your need..." The shoe gives a gentle rock forwards, urging her head further away from where he sits, and Aemyra whimpers again. "What did you think of?"
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calico-heart · 2 months
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Thank you everyone in the tags of my last piece for so enthusiastically encouraging Lyrha to baseball pitch her Focus. X'rhun Tia wouldn't exactly consider it Red Magic, but the effectiveness of her technique is hard to deny.
Most couples get cute cuddly art or bangin hot erotica for Valentine's Day. These two get... this.
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risartblog · 6 months
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A whole bunch of NPC sketches !
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backseatfishing · 7 days
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a not exactly canon take on x'rhun tia, cuz sometimes you just gotta draw a cat man, haha
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strawberdii-art · 1 year
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A’berdi & X’rhun Tia
Just two red mages having fun
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vanillabudino · 10 months
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These tweets are gems that need to be preserved.
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janzoo · 1 year
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This meme has probably been done before, because the critically-acclaimed MMORPG Final Fantasy XIV is a spouse catalogue, but oh well have some more. Oh how this game confuses my bisexual senses in the best way. I made a couple different versions to boot, just for you, fandom. <3
Themes: All gals, all guys, less-popular-but-no-less-beloved, and my own favourites.
Bonus thanks to my husband for pointing out that there’s another plate at the very top so I could add one more name to each.
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strawberdii · 2 years
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Standing in the quiet, darkened streets of Ala Mhigo I felt fear clutch at my heart. A fear that maybe this time I wouldn’t make it back. A fear of what I would do if he did not make it back.
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raynhoro · 1 year
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crimsonsynastry · 1 year
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Throne
X'rhun Tia / Unnamed F!WoL
How had they ended up here, she wonders. How had she wound up with her skirts rucked up her hips and X’rhun Tia’s face between her thighs? How had she wound up with her fingers twined into his hair and her eyes watching his.. Watching as his irises gleamed and as his lips curled into a smirk…
Here, with her body upon the throne of Ala Mhigo. With him on his knees before her and his shoulders beneath her thighs, holding her apart just before his lips…?
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rin-an · 5 months
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they all have the same hair preset, but surely they look different diegetically?
(an old stylization exercise that i can still stand to look at)
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