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snoozedraws · 1 year
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the final day [1/?]
just a little comic for fun that sorta got away from me <:] i have 2 more parts planned for the future, please look forward to it o(-<
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idalenn · 16 days
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To reach The unreachable star
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umbralaether · 1 year
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MiqoMarch day 10: boundary
You alone stand between endless despair and everlasting hope— do not falter, for you have your friends by your side.
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peculiarmarsu · 5 months
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The joyyyy, I got my first kity!
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amdapor-keep · 5 months
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felicians only scars are childhood scars from before he picked up conjury because now he can heal everything scarless style. the lack of scars creates an impression that he gets hit far less often than he actually does
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ragtimedrakes · 8 months
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this is som smt type shit
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limielle · 6 months
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[ardbertwol] i am not a writer at all but i wanted to . get that scene out of my head LOL and i dont want to draw a comic for it . . .
Something Ardbert has noticed, in the few hours they get to spend together whenever Icarus is blessed with downtime, is that the warrior of light has a particularly bad habit of staring. 
He can feel that very stare digging into the back of his head as he appraises Icarus’ weapon collection. It’s impressive, and unexpected. Over the short time that he has been on the First, Icarus has only ever used black magics to defend himself, yet he had Feo Ul bring an amalgam of different weapons to the First the moment it had been possible. 
You have to be prepared, Icarus had told him.
“I didn’t know you could wield the ax,” Ardbert says, turning to meet that incessant gaze head on. “You don’t strike me as the martial type.” 
“I am not,” Icarus responds. He doesn’t look away from Ardbert’s face, even after being caught staring. “I’m sure you wield yours much better than I do, loathe as I am to admit it.” He pauses, and Ardbert pointedly ignores the heat that spreads through his chest at Icarus’ praise. “I wield it using telekinesis, much like the Nouliths over there.” 
He jerks his chin in the direction of four strange looking artifacts. Ardbert turns, grateful to have something else than the viera’s delicate features to focus on for a while. 
“What are those used for?”
“Healing. And hurting.” 
“I can’t- I don’t understand how you can possibly-” 
Before Ardbert can complete his sentence, the weapons lift from their perch. He has to repress the urge to reach for his own when they zip over to him, coming to a stop right before his face. Then, gently, they begin to circle him. The perfect harmony with which they move is akin to watching the dancers in the markets, and Ardbert finds himself mesmerized. 
After a while of spinning around him, they group together again, before shifting away. Ardbert follows them, only to come face to face with Icarus - now standing much closer to him than he was before. 
The nouliths quietly come to a rest behind Icarus’ back. 
“Like that,” Icarus says, smiling down at him. 
“That didn’t explain anything.” If Ardbert sounds a little breathless, Icarus makes no mention of it. He’s looking down at Ardbert again with that same look he gave Emet-Selch during his impromptu visit to the Ocular. 
“You’re staring.” 
Icarus merely hums in response. “I just feel,” he says, “like you’re- like I could just-” 
He trails off, reaching forward. Ardbert watches Icarus’ hand with mounting dread. He’s not sure what it would feel like to have Icarus’ fingers phase right through him, but the feeling of first discovering that he was like this comes rushing back, a coiled lump of despair lodging itself in his throat. 
Fighting the urge to close his eyes, he remains stock still, even as Icarus gently, oh so gently, places his hand against his chest. 
Pressure. 
Despite its current state, his body registers when Icarus’ hand makes contact with his breastplate. Ardbert jerks back, the place where Icarus’ hand had touched burning like molten rock. 
“What-”
“I knew it.” 
“Huh?”
Icarus shrugs, looking down at his hands. “Not once did you seem incomplete to me. I thought if I focused enough aether into my hands I could-” 
Ardbert reaches forward, wrapping his hands around Icarus’ fingers. He can feel them – not the heat of him, he still can’t smell Icarus, he still can’t feel Icarus’ breath despite their proximity, but he feels the distinct pressure of touching something. Someone.
“I- I can’t believe- you- it's really happening- it’s been so long,” he’s babbling, and if he could cry he’s sure that the tears would have spilled by now, but as it is he simply stares at their conjoined hands in awe. 
“Well,” Icarus says softly, “at least now you know you can touch me. If you ever need to.”
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the-manderville-mambo · 8 months
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Anyways the new EX is fun. Nothing too wacky compared to the normal version like with Rubicante; it's like if Zodiark's EX was combined with Golbez's in terms of how mechanics are expanded on and altered
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sparklecryptid · 2 years
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Went to fight wind lady void sent blind and boy oh boy I died lots
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myrfing · 2 years
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DID. one of you. watch me embarass myself in endsinger. or
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noxtivagus · 2 years
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OUR SONG OF HOPE, SHE DANCES ON THE WIND, HIGHER OH HIGHER / E'ER OUR VOWS ENDURE, AND REMAIN FOREVER STRONG / STANDING TALL IN THE DARK DO WE CARRY ON
ON WINGS OF HOPE, YOU RISE UP THROUGH THE NIGHT HIGHER, OH HIGHER / CARRYING OUR SONG, CRADLED FAST WITHIN YOUR ARMS / THAT ITS CHORUS MIGHT RING FOR ALL
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sebastard69 · 2 years
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So I cleared EX3 last week and got my bluebird weapon UwU
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anyway. wol concept i am trying to decide whether to make two different chars or one. also whether or not to put them in my light party
#the nemesis speaks#swift plays ff14#incomprehensible ass post#anyway i just finished the myths of the realm and. my wol's patron was azeyma bc i didn't know fuck or shit about the 12 when i made her#but the idea of a wol with oshcon as a patron... in that questline... ough.... waugh...#but then ive also had Thoughts abt the relationship of eorzea w/ the wol vs. how primals are depicted for A While#and obvi the twelve only add to that. with their ''driven but altered by belief''#primals are formed of faith and aether—beings of incredible nigh-godlike power—but YOU#there's so much faith and hope and duty- entire civilizations- on your shoulders. almost suffocating. your strength is legendary#yet to your enemies you are monstrous. you're not even eorzea's champion so much as its WEAPON.#go where they point. kill when they say. in later arcs the scions try to right this but you still fight the endsinger alone don't you#(well. mostly alone. god i have a whole second essay in my head about that battle)#you get it anyway. the wol is very nearly eorzea's primal.#so anyway. wol who dies at some point in the game but bc of their reputation almost immediately reforms as a primal#and now has to deal with that. with being the thing they've sworn to kill AND with being an object of public faith rather than a person#slowly becoming less and less like the person they used to be and more and more a mirror of what others think#''how do they perpetuate themself tho'' eating other primals. obvi#and then they don't even really need to temper anyone bc they already have the faith of so many without having to manipulate them for it#ANYWAY. these tags are stupid long. im stopping
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blushouyo · 4 months
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aster takes up viper (an offense focused job rather than his usual tank and support jobs) in dawntrail in memory and honour of zenos
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aspeckrobus · 9 months
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got a first timer in aglaia and we skipped the scales + adds on the last boss and it feels bad actually
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yukinomonshou · 10 months
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Someone reminded me about the doomed timeline from shb and I just.
It wouldn't be possible because of the whole slew of other things that would need to be done but man do I wish we could go there and Fix things. Help the people there. Etc.
I'm just sad about those people who basically helped save the wol's life. I want them to be happy :((( and live long lives :((((
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