#Archombadin

[dearestcherry]

i just love their height difference.

[beraxiv]

Saint Endalim's Scholasticate

(Please play these quests!)

[sirensongsea]

scholasticate_questline.mp4

[ascalonsmercy]

the night at thaumazein

[maruartblog]

lest we hurt the people closest to us.

archombadin & lebrassoir

[silentmight]

[FFXIV comic] Archombadin/Lebrassoir: BAD DREAM

Loosely based off EXO's song of the same title. All their unresolved angst at the end of the Scholasticate quest totally fueled this lyric comic ;_;

[cidnangarlond]

💐🎁☄️ for that oc ask game!!!!!! :3 idk which 1 its ur pick!!!!

I'm doing Scarlet and Mihmeira for these I don't post enough stuff about them enough tbh. 2 for 1 special

Scarlet

Scarlet's bouquet would be roses! The rose is a whole symbol with her, seeing as she was known once upon a time in Ishgard as "The Bloody Rose", her secret identity helping out those of the Brume, heretics, anyone targeted by the Heaven's Ward unjustly, and so on. She's a Dzemael so unfortunately the whole rose symbolism did cast undue suspicion on others, but apparently the red rose symbolizes "love, romance, beauty, and courage." The courage part is important to her, since it took quite a lot to oppose the powers that be in Ishgard, and it takes quite a lot of courage to be the Warrior of Light. She has a lot of love in her heart for Ishgard and for her friends and loved ones as well, of course, but the reason she did anything, growing up in Ishgard or being the Warrior of Light, was out of love.

HMMM... Scarlet would be happy with any trinket people got her that reminded said person of her. These tend to be rose-themed items, of course, since that is her brand, but also things that are related to Kugane or Othard, or Doma, since that is where she lives now with Hien. Scarlet is easy to please and happy to receive any gift. As for giving gifts, she typically does them only for holidays or namedays, but they're always extremely thoughtful.

There are definitely people in Ishgard that think her Dzemael connection is still strong, or that she's like them, and they couldn't be more wrong. The Dzemael's you see anyway, like Grinnaux, Tedalgrinche, and Archombadin, are complete assholes (to varying degrees) and Scarlet found herself with odds with them. Grinnaux for obvious reasons, Tedalgrinche because of the machinist stuff, and Archombadin for Scholasticate stuff but she gets along with him better now. After she had "redeemed" herself in the eyes of House Dzemael after Nidhogg was finally defeated, they tried arranging a marriage for her and she immediately peaced out and didn't tell anyone in Ishgard she was going off to Gyr Abania and then the Far East. She wants nothing to do with her immediate family or the ones in power.

Mihmeira

One of the flower hair accessories I got her was the red hydrangea, which in-universe I decided was a gift from Y'shtola to her, as pink/pinkish reds/reddish pinks is one of her favorite colors and Y'shtola thought she would like it. Red hydrangeas oddly enough symbolize love, gratitude, passion, and romance. They will not confess their feelings for each other until Endwalker. Her other flower hairpiece is the red cherry blossom, and cherry blossoms represent a time of renewal and optimism.

Mihmeira loves anything that's pink or orange, her two favorite colors. Back in Radz-at-Han, for many years she had a mysterious benefactor, someone who, monthly, they would meet and just talk, have tea, and hang out. These would later become twice a year and then once a year as age caught up to him - and his true identity is a whole thing feel free to ask for that piece to get posted I will share it because this person is actually her birth father but Mihmeira is unaware of this whole parentage fiasco - but his final gift to her was a necklace, orange and having the alchemical symbol for the sun carved into it. It was a replica of something else hmmm I wonder what it could be... something else orange and looking like a soul crystal that thirteen other people had hmmm mysterious... anyway this was her favorite gift. But Mihmeira also likes getting flowers, pretty clothes, she's happy to receive anything from anyone for any reason. Likewise she gives gifts regularly, sometimes small trinkets and sometimes it is things she crafted herself.

Mihmeira, in Radz-at-Han, was a dancer and people assumed she was just a pretty face with a beautiful body. Which is true, she does have both, but she also was an information dealer, and is quite a genius. "Information. To the highest bidder." In her own words, since Radz-at-Han was a big trading hub and Garleans would come by every now and again, Mihmeira would get information from them and likewise give in return, but would do that for any trader or anyone with enough coin who desired information on particular subjects. Seeing as she was a popular figure in Radz-at-Han many did think she was just a pretty face which was definitely a good cover. There are also others that do think "Wow she sleeps around A LOT" and you'd be right because Mihmeira is sleeping her way across Eorzea

Thank you !! ^_^

[congregenturanimarum]

Probably gonna add Archombadin and his little fren here sometime.

[yukiotacon]

A special day

After so much pain and strife, Kaida finally gets to spend her birthday with someone she loves

After this Kaida and Archombadin are considered officially dating ♡♡♡♡♡

[xivrefsheets]

Archombadin de Dzemael reference sheet.

Hi-res download can be found here.

[dzemaeldarkhold]

i suppose the most appropriate post over here would in fact be assorted images of boy so here you have . him

[dearestcherry]

archombadin in some dawntrail gear.

[frostsong]

9—06: ONEROUS.

adjective: (of a task, duty, or responsibility) involving an amount of effort and difficulty that is oppressively burdensome.

rating: t

characters: archombadin de dzemael, original characters, douceline de dansereau

tags: archombadin/douceline, pre-endwalker, the wol finally gets to take her bf with her on her travels

summary: it was high time he saw things the way she saw it—or at least, saw things up close.

wordcount: 786

“...i’ll need to leave again soon.” 

“where?” his brow furrowed. there were many reasons that signaled her lie, her half-truth—regardless of what it was archombadin knew it all to be the same: deception. he would’ve thought her to know better. after all, it hadn’t been so long ago that they—that she—had uncovered the greatest deception in their lives. he could always count on douceline to be sincere, and he liked to think he was one of those who could see right through her when something else was on her mind.

“...dou. what’s happening now?” archombadin couldn’t hide the growing irritation in his voice. it wasn’t meant for her. rather, whatever it was that would inevitably cause her strife once more—these days it seemed like all of eorzea wanted something from her, at the risk of—well, everything. the two of them had discussed her obligations before, face to face and over the linkpearl and through countless letters that he kept locked in a lacquer box she’d sent his way from her time in kugane—

it had to be one of those things easier said than done. 

“...sharlayan. i told you about what happened at stillglade fane…” focused were her eyes as she raised her head to look at him once more. this time, he sensed nary a breath of hesitance—the way he wanted it, the way he knew her to be.

“...with leveilleur.” he nodded. 

“they have the answers. whether or not they’ll tell us, we’ll find out.” douceline’s breath fell to a hushed whisper as he felt the gravity of her situation, the drum of her heartbeat—and his own mimicked in turn, right down to what weighed heavy on his chest—pure, wretched trepidation. he would have to settle for the faint scent of lavender on dried ink, for the crackle that came with her voice from malms and mountains and seas away. 

“...this is a purely diplomatic visit, is it not?” it slips off his tongue too fast for him to think—foolish, utterly foolish, and he knows that—but the repercussions, he thinks, are worth the risk. the rising desperation that suddenly made it difficult for him to even raise his tongue was at a boiling point. archombadin would simply be at home and await their next correspondence, all the while managing the affairs of the dorm and the student body along with the others. he knew this, he’d lived this, and yet—

(he doesn’t realize his gaze has fallen from her dusky-rose hues and onto her pendant—his earring—chipped from her encounter with the crown prince of garlemald at ghimlyt.)

“it’s…meant to be.” she closed her lips and swallowed tight.

“i hope we don’t need to resort to anything more…drastic.” she sighed, knowing full well that they had done so before—and would do so again, if needed.

“do you plan on crossing paths with that man again. sevestre,” his teeth bit the name of the pale-haired hyur who had seemed all too enthusiastic about ending her and the others from the astrologicum. 

“i don't plan on it—but i’ve a feeling it will happen regardless…lev—lord rufin said he was a member of the forum.” he blinked, but let it slip, for he was still too occupied with the topic at hand to entertain a tangent.

“i’ve a few choice words—”

“then i simply cannot take you with me.” her sweet lips dipped in a low scowl, that her prominent cupid’s bow became the high-point of her small mouth.

“that’s what you were going to ask me, wasn’t it?” he froze, tongue stilled behind lips slightly parted. in his efforts to try and unravel her thinking, she had turned his tactic against him, right at his moment of vulnerability. 

he sighed, the quiet humiliation doing its part to humble him once more. dearest douceline was unchanged in some things—arguably improved in said things, even.

“...i concede.”

“that you will. but i need you to promise me you won’t do anything to jeopardize this. you know it’s—”

“—of the utmost importance.” he nodded, curtly—already he was making a mental note of what to pack, what to delegate, what to tell his parents, the student body—not that it would be difficult to have anyone understand the very serious business of accompanying the warrior of light on her travels. before he hadn’t a proper excuse—much less a proper reason—to join her, but now was the long awaited chance that he simply couldn’t afford to miss.

most importantly, she initiated it—she wanted him there. no matter the reason—whether or not he could contribute in a way that was useful—all of it came second, selfishly so, to her wanting him at her side at those pivotal moments, far away from the land they called home.

[ladyramora]

Still thinking bout the FFXIV Scholasticate quests. It kinda leaves you wondering...

What are the steps Archombadin takes? How does Lebrassoir react? Does Blaisie ever get Theo to notice her? Is Crammevoix really that kinky that he just let this girl tie him up in public?? (Why did he relish tying Theo up so much — bi much, good sir?) Why are there all these other Houses that we don't know about?? (Could you give us a list like you did the au ra and miqo'te tribes?? That'd be neat.) How is Leigh so dang cute?? Will they ever patch things up with Ben? Why do I always fall for the bad guys like immediately — even when they're pretending to be good? The world may never know.

[ascalonsmercy]

in the unholiest of places

[maruartblog]

words will only go so far, darling

ffxiv || archombadin de dzemael