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[rabbitr]

FFXIVwrite: 24. bar

One of the things Kiht'a never really thought about until he sat down at the Last Dregs, all the way out in Ultima Thule, was teleportation.

Everyone used it, somewhat. But not the way Kiht'a used it, flinging himself into aether with reckless abandon. Estinien traveled to Thavnair through it, back when they needed to go. But no one else traveled all the way out to Ultima Thule.

Which was a shame.

Kiht'a sat at the bar, propping up his chin on his hands. The food here was alright, if a little strange, given the irregularities of the environment. Ingredients could be procured and didn't make half bad dishes besides, but it'd never be his mother's rye bread and smoked fish. He tongued one of his fangs thinking about it. But that was besides the point.

No one seemed to make the trip. Maybe because they thought Ultima Thule was done and over with. Nothing but ghosts too tired to do anything but continue living out their last days.

The view made up for it.

Stars and galaxies as far as Kiht'a could see, wherever he looked. Even the skies of La Noscea couldn't compare to sitting at the Last Dregs and just taking it all in. But it was lonely, he had to admit.

Maybe all he had to do was tell someone. G'raha loved to be asked on an adventure, Alphinaud and Alisaie would never turn him down, even Estinien or Thancred or Y'shtola or Urianger-

Kiht'a sighed in the breeze. He was lonely, and out in Ultima Thule where aether went so thin, he could pour it out. Like Leviathan's great floods, Kiht'a could ache and see the world respond. He'd cursed the star to hell and back every time a Scion was left behind or died or worse, and the world kept on going.

He kept on going.

In Ultima Thule, sitting in the eyes of the nebulas at the Last Dregs, Kiht'a could pretend there was a familiar voice cheering him on. He could ask for hot chocolate and stubbornly will away the difference between it and his memories of drinking it. Kiht'a could stubbornly hold on even when he shouldn't.

He would want you to be happy, Alphinaud told Kiht'a once. He said it sincerely, but without full understanding, and that ignorance betrayed him then. Kiht'a had smiled and hugged Alphinaud anyways.

Haurchefant had loved the same way Kiht'a did. With every fiber of his being, as if his soul itself split at the seams. That was the reason they danced tentatively around each other. Worrying that if anything happened, they'd be losing themselves.

Kiht'a toasted the stars - to wayward plans and foolhardy heroes.

[charaznablescanontoyota]

invaders must die is called that because they wouldn't let me name the casino arc vapin in vegas

[yoursminehourss]

any commentary before i continue on this?

im in love with you

[nitw]

oh gee my birthday is in just 188 days i sure hope no one saves up in advance for a 180x60 dakimakura insert pillow to gift me

[butterscotch-brigade]

sorry for saying dyke so much, from now on ill say fillyfooler instead

[vanadiumheart]

Honestly I say all this like I am not a squishy heart romance pilled baby but it is surprising and alarming to be disappointed there Wasn't an m/f kiss in a thang I was watching. Like so why aren't MY straight people allowed to touch mouths?

[lavendercasson]

What if silica gel would cure me

[ambientwitch]

I must not kill myself killing myself is the myself killer . Dune

[susielesbianism]

So basically all my thoughts are right all the time and nobody should disagree with me ever. hope that helps ♥️

Y'all Apollo's dodgeball bonked me not once but TWICE these two chapters. Not only did my Fun gang band post become real (albeit with minor differences), but. Ok, I've never talked about it, but I had the stray thought shortly after the Spamton Sweepstakes -- not even one I fully entertained, just one that intrigued me briefly before disappearing -- of Susie stumbling upon Dess's guitar and playing it. And GUESS WHAT FUCKIG HAPPENED IN CHAPTER 4,

[urboned]

funny skeleton studies

[eights-world]

so where exactly in canon do sam and max have explicit gay sex on screen, asking for a friend

[personthattoleratesme]

I think we should cancel the phouse builders…they’re assuming that Dan and Phil are a couple and we know that makes them uncomfortable

[bonus-links]

can we have another repost of motivational mage i think this is a sign his time has come again

hey everyone this is my fanart of anna from frozen please be nice

[berrysquared]

The Year One Cover I drew for the @hotguycomiczine !! Also known as the Sofa from Hell

It was such an honor to be a part of this amazing zine and see all the passion, love and skill that went into crafting this story from all the contributors <3 I will be thankful for this experience forever

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[legrzybek]

design thing bc their hair is genuinely my fucking #1 enemy WHY DOES IT NEVER LOOK RIGHT WHEN I DRAW IT I AHHGGGHHHHABGGHHGHH

expect this to still be inconsistent af in the future because im NEVER fully satisfied istg

text transcript if it's hard to read !!

general notes:

their hair is naturally fluffy.

not real ears, they are hair tufts.

pre-ritual/pre-forsaken

longer, fully dark

the natural hair they've had for most of their life, nothing special. they've never really kept it longer than this.

azure occasionally liked to braid it.

post-ritual/during forsaken

shorter, choppy

cut it sometime after the ritual, as part of a frantic effort to 'fix' themselves & 'be reborn anew'.

hasn't taken great care of it (and their hygiene in general) due to their debilitating mental state.

grey streaks appeared due to massive stress + the spawn's power taking a toll on their body.

the bright white streaks only appear in their second life.

post-forsaken

they're stuck in their second life, thus the white streaks stayed.

went back to being fluffier & softer with the proper care.

azure helps them comb or wash it whenever they don't have the strength to do it themselves.

the flowers are also his doing. ^_^

[diornies]

based on this poem by mavigator