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#oc: eliceyn birch
blackbirdffxiv · 1 day
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I have to go do things can y'all watch this menace for me?
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saltmageelliexiv · 3 years
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Expectation Vs. Reality
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thegrimwulf · 5 years
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Laments and Lullabies
The woman swayed slowly in the candlelit room, her arms bound about her own waist, head tilted back. Her black-inked fingers pulled at her thin, poorly-fitted dress as she hummed. Slowly, she formed a low sentence, “You speak of being in someone’s service quite a lot, even for a sell-sword. Do they pay that well?” She glances over her shoulder in a rather cheeky fashion.
Jack watched her from his place at the small desk, his back to the open window. An unlit cigarette hung from his lips, matchbook in hand. His thick brow raised as he struck the match, “I don’t work in her service for the coin.” He shakes out the match and he takes a drag.
Aisling takes long, dancer’s strides towards him and leans against him, her hands trailing up his chest before she plucks the cigarette from him and puffs on it, blowing smoke as she spoke, “Then what does she do for you to have your unwavering soldier’s loyalty?” Her eyes looked him up and down, mostly down and she chuckled lightly, tapping the ash away before holding the cigarette out to him between her fingers.
Jack stayed leaning against the desk, one hand firmly planted on the edge, the other stealing back his cigarette. He looked unamused with her taunting, speaking in a low, rough tone, “It’s a matter of what I do for her. She needed someone and I happened to be there. And I guess I needed it too.”
Aisling backed away before pulling herself up on the desk beside him, “Tell me the story then.”
Jack tilted his head back, blowing a cloud into the air above, “I had recently taken up mercenary work not long after... After...” He stopped, shaking his head and abandoning the sentence altogether, “I only worked for nobles and the higher-ups. The people I knew could and would pay for my work.” Jack let out a breathy laugh, “Spent my early years training professionally, not gonna waste it on those with no coin to pay for my service.”
“But that changed.” Aisling state, her hand finding rest on his leg, her thumb running circles over his trousers.
He gave a firm nod, “It did.” He cleared his throat rather forcefully, “A lord hired me. The job was simple; stand guard over a girl, keep her safe. Keep her in the house. I’d done weirder, far more tedious jobs. So I took it up. Spent most of it standing outside the room.” Jack pressed his lips together firmly and held out the cigarette to Aisling. She accepted, puffing on it as she leaned into his shoulder.
He continued, “I suppose curiosity got the best of me. But when it was particularly quiet one night... I just sorta had this feelin’ that the girl wasn’t asleep.” He shrugged, “So I started talking. She didn’t respond, but I swear I heard her still on the other side of that door. When she kept to her silence, I just started singing some quiet tunes, things my wife use to sing. Laments and lullabies.” He shook his head and chuckled, “Sounds quite daft.”
“No, it really doesn't.” Aisling put out the cigarette and flicked it out through the open window behind the desk. She glanced at him, “Do continue.”
“Every time I took up my post I’d ask her how she was, regardless if she’d respond or not. I’d start just talking about the jobs I had prior, stories to pass the time.” He smiled then, one that truly touched his eyes, “One day she spoke. I half expected her to tell me to shut my mouth.” He paused, reliving the moment, “She interrupted one of my stories to ask about the place I had been in. Were there hills? Trees? Sunlight...”
“She didn’t get out often?” The woman inquired, brows knitted together in confusion.
He gave a slow shake of his head, “No. It wasn’t... I wasn’t working for a good man. But at the time, I couldn’t do shit to help in the way she needed... So I just told her my shitty stories and told her what the stars looked like on those nights that I had accepted adventurous jobs to far away lands.”
“And now you work for her?”
“Yes.”
“How’d that happen?”
Jack stared off for a few moments and he decided how to go forth with this retelling. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees and a hand washing over his tired face, “She fixed her situation. She was smart, clever as a fuckin’ fox, cunning and fuckin’ deadly. It took time, but she was a persistent huntress, and she had her prey in her sight.” Jack sighed heavily, “I was needed less to guard her over time and was moved to a more general house-guard position. I was free to roam the property and wasn’t posted outside her room anymore.” Jack’s brows came together and his shoulders tensed, “I knew what was happening that night. Not... not the outcome, but... the other bits of it. Bits I rather not say. It’s not my tale to tell. But I was outside, walking around, admittedly to get some distance from that place.
“Y’know, someone can be the strongest person but something will sit a certain way in their eyes and you can tell they’ve got their back to a monster they don’t want to turn around and see.” Jack closed his eyes and he could see it all, “She was out at the beach and she just looked at me. I knew she wasn’t about to turn around and go back. I didn’t have to ask what was waiting at the manor. Call it intuition, call it the Curse...” Jack scratched at his cheek, “I just asked her ‘what are you going to do?’, because whatever she was gonna do, wherever she was goin’, I decided I was gonna be close behind.
“We stayed together for a while after and then she started pursuing things, keeping busy and I backed off, let her grow without me loomin’ over her. I was never far behind though, in case she needed to call on me.”
“So that’s why you’re in her service?” Aisling questioned, “To protect her?”
He tilted his head, cheek rested on his fists, tired eyes on the woman. He seemed to give it some thought for a while before he spoke, “She’s more than capable of protectin’ herself. Trust me.” After a slow inhale, he continued, “Maybe it’s guilt... maybe it’s something else... but I feel an obligation to be there for her, to be able to take the action I couldn’t take before.”
(Thanks @eliceynbirch for all the character discussionsssssss and rp <3)
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alexkestavin · 5 years
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Top 5 OC's (5 for male characters, 5 for female)
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Dardillien Ward ( @dardillien-ward )
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Eliceyn Birch ( @eliceynbirch )
Venreena Holt ( @venreenaholt )
Valerie Farmer ( @the-real-arcanist-val )
Feyre Azaedrise and Viyalette Blyth ( @sneakybinch )
Tasca Leafshredder ( @wilddriud )
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blackbirdffxiv · 1 month
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//I don't have a fancy caption, just she. Also if you think you see clipping, no you don't.
Comparison shots (no edits this time) + "desktop wallpaper" version below (because yes I am choosing vanity tonight)
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Only Gshade (Left) -> No Gshade (Right) Desktop Wallpaper Version (Bottom)
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blackbirdffxiv · 1 month
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blackbirdffxiv · 3 months
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Febhyurary Day 5: Companion
"Welcome back, my friend. You've done well."
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blackbirdffxiv · 3 months
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Febhyurary Day 1: Start
Hecate
Warden of Asphodelos
The 14th Seat of the Convocation
"Azem, The Traveller"
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blackbirdffxiv · 3 months
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Febhyurary Day 7: Voice
"That night, all I remember is the taste of my own blood and the salt of the sea, how my body ached, how heart stopped beating in my chest, my desperation to save those who remained, all while everything around me faded into the black. And a voice in my ear, offering me salvation."
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blackbirdffxiv · 3 months
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Lighting + Posing Practice: Hands & Fingers Aka look at them claws.... sub to my OnlyHands? (I am 100% kidding, I just love claws)
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blackbirdffxiv · 2 months
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//Surprise: I can make Ellie look mildly appropriate from time to time.
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blackbirdffxiv · 2 months
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『 𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛? 』
『 𝐘𝐞𝐬 』 ↩ 『 𝐍𝐨 』
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blackbirdffxiv · 2 months
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//I don't have a fancy aesthetic caption, this was just another shot I took a few nights ago and it's both scary and amazing how heinously devilish Ellie can look with the right lighting
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blackbirdffxiv · 27 days
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If Clive Rosefield can have his tits out so can Ellie dammit.
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blackbirdffxiv · 3 months
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//I tried and couldn't choose so... get the close-up and the "full body" version.
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blackbirdffxiv · 3 months
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Lighting practice feat. outfit showcasing
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