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Voeburtite Aymeric (plus slightly longer hair)

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Happy mid Autumn festival🌕 Menphina is watching

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you invited them to your house party and they show up like this

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Starry night

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にゃん

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Aymeric looks nice in the Bastion’s coat

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Aymeric trying on the Turali traveler shirt (he needs a vacation )

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(A nap in the meadow.)

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What if Aymeric joined as a healer for Sohr Khai?

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Fluffvember Day 29 : Lazy Day - Estinien

The sun streaming in through the window was warm against my skin, Aymeric's fat cat snuggled happily against my chest (and I don’t care how many times Aymeric tried to claim he was only fluffy, that cat was as fat as he was spoiled, and handsome enough to get away with it). The slow rumble of his purr vibrated through us both as we dozed together in the sunbeam, my fingers curling lazily through his fur.

The quiet sounds of the piano filled my ears, Aymeric's fingers dancing across the keys as he played a familiar ballad, and though I knew little of music and its art, love and tranquility seemed to suffuse the very air as those delicate notes sang through it. I cracked open an eye to watch the emotion play over Aymeric's face as he coaxed the music to life, low notes tinged with sorrow drawing his brows up in a portrait of anguish, before the notes climbed their way to a soaring crescendo, redemption tolling high and sweet before softening into a peaceful conclusion. A small smile curved Aymeric's lips as the final note dissipated, his eyes closed as he basked in the resonance of his song.

"You play beautifully," I said, voice soft in the serenity of the moment.

His eyes opened to land on me, and he offered me a modest smile as he twisted on the bench to face me. "I don't practice as much as I should these days."

"You wouldn't know it to hear you," I assured him. "Play me another?"

I let my eyes drift back closed as he nodded and turned to face the keys again, gentle notes warbling to life beneath his dexterous touch. Memory tickled at the furthest reaches of my mind as the melody drifted through the room, and I let it wash over and through me undisturbed rather than try to pursue the hidden depths of nostalgia and risk upsetting the mellow mood. Whatever secrets of the past teased at my thoughts were no match for such a pleasant afternoon spent in fine company.

The soft strains of Aymeric's playing threatened to whisk away my consciousness and I let it, content to follow the half-heard rhythm and doze in the sun, unburdened by the worries of tomorrow, at least for the moment. And who could do less, with the warmth of the sun on their face, a purring cat on their chest, and the sounds of lovely music teasing at their ears?

When I awoke, the piano had fallen silent, it's song replaced by the equally heartening melody of quiet snoring in my ear, Aymeric's breath teasing at my neck and ruffling my hair, his arm a heavy weight below the fluffy bulk of his cat still curled on my chest and his leg thrown awkwardly over mine where he'd crammed himself between the back of the couch and my body. His face was slack in sleep, breath puffing between his parted lips and drool gathering at the corner of his mouth, and I couldn't help the smile that rose to my lips at the sight. This right here, this was what life was meant to be: quiet moments and lazy afternoons in the arms of your love. Fat cat and all.

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He’s going to bring the “west” to Western Coerthas

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As a bonus, here's some sketches I started but didn't finish. The plan was to redraw some of my old artworks, so you may recognize these based on that. They would have been for the prompts healing and dance, respectively! Maybe I will go back to them one day

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Some of my fave guys in level 100 crafter gear - but opted out of the giant mittens for Estinien. Should I complete this set with level 100 gatherer gear? MAYBEEeeE. See below the cut on who is wearing which gear.

Update: I posted the gatherer gear sets here. Enjoy!

Thancred - Carpenter

Estinien - Blacksmith

Ardbert - Armourer

Erenville - Goldsmith

Koana - Leatherworker

Emet-selch - Weaver

Aymeric - Alchemist

G’raha - Culinarian

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Fluffvember Day 28 : After Dark - Aymeric

Moonlight filtered in through the open window, the chill breeze carrying with it the quiet sounds of the slumbering city. Within our private sanctuary, sweat gleamed on scarred skin bared to the frigid air, tousled locks of white tickling as their ends brushed along sensitive flesh. A soft gasp was lost to the winds as we warmed each other with our bodies, shifting together in a dance reserved only for these quiet moments in the dead of night, when none might intrude on our tranquility.

And when we were through, we held each other no less close, nestled into the blankets and wrapped in each other's embrace, a tangle of limbs and love. Estinien fell asleep first, as he always did, his quiet snoring gusting against my neck and his face slack in slumber, and I took advantage of the chance to watch him unremarked as I kept my nightly vigil. Only at night did he ever look so peaceful, when there was naught but the faint glimmer of light to illuminate that hidden innocence, and none but me to see it. The burdens of wakefulness slipped from him, smoothing the lines from his face and easing the tension around his eyes until he looked almost childlike, more beautiful than my heart could bear and untouched by the tragedies that lay behind us. His lashes fluttered as he dreamed, and my fingers yearned to touch that delicate sweep of white, to brush against the backs of his eyelids and caress his face, to map his every feature over and over as if each time touching him was the first.

Instead, I held him closer, hugging him as tightly as I dared without risking awakening him. He murmured in his sleep, a soft sound that might have been my name, and returned my embrace, his arm tightening around me even through the depths of slumber. A smile rose to my lips, and I pressed it into the crown of his head, the silken brush of his hair tickling against my lips. I loved him always, but these moments after dark, when it was just the two of us, alone and pressed close, and I could simply gaze upon him as I waited for sleep to take me, these were some of my favorite. When the light of the moon reflected off snowy hair and bathed him in serenity... On nights like this, insomnia was not such a hardship. 

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Aymeric with slightly longer hair

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Now for the longer haired version

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Aymeric the Red