#Estinien wyrmblood

[drag00ni]

ok i think new brushes saved me

[lilbittymonster]

Day 19: Taken

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The night was clear as they walked towards the cathedral. The closer they got, the thicker the crowd became, all decked out in their finest dresses and robes. And as they drew nearer to the steps, Kitali finally felt her resolve begin to wane at the prospect of being in yet another large banquet hall. Haurchefant’s hand at the small of her back was the only thing keeping her from bolting upwards.

“Something wrong?” he asked her as they walked through the first set of doors.

“I don’t belong here,” she hissed under her breath.

“My dear, you belong here the most of any of us,” he reassured her. “These fine lords and ladies may be here due to their social standing and all the privileges that carries, but you have earned your place here. And I dare anyone in attendance to refute that.”

His voice was warm, as it always was when he spoke to her, but there was a comforting steel beneath his words. They passed straight through the doors into the chapel, and the room was transformed for the event. The pews had all been pushed back against the far walls to clear the way for tables of food and drink. A quartet was playing softly beneath the towering statue of Halone. The floors gleamed in the abundant candlelight and it made the whole space feel that much larger.

“Although,” Haurchefant continued, “I daresay that Ser Estinien is looking even more uncomfortable in such a civilised gathering than you.”

Kitali scanned the room, automatically looking for the familiar set of spikes among the furs and brocades moving about the dance floor. She found Aymeric first, dressed in his usual regalia of blue and gold armour, standing beside one of the tables piled with finger foods, and standing next to him was Estinien in a plain black suit. Aymeric looked perfectly at ease, speaking animatedly about something, while Estinien held his glass in front of his chest as one would a shield. His gaze was not focused on his conversational partner but instead circled the room as if he was expecting an ambush. Perhaps he was.

When his gaze finally landed on them in his circuit of the room, Estinien’s usual scowl softened into something approximating a smile. Kitali felt her own shoulders relax in reaction at seeing him.

“I’m surprised Ser Aymeric actually convinced him to attend,” Haurchefant remarked.

Seeing the focus of Estinien’s attention, Aymeric turned his head as well. His face lit up, and he began marching through the crowd towards them, his cloak flaring out dramatically as he walked.

“Kami fucking take me, if he starts making some grand speech about me I will jump through the nearest window,” Kitali threatened, earning a peal of laughter from her partner.

[dirty-ffxiv-confessions]

Confession: I disagree with the common Aymeric/Estinien dynamic. Aymeric is a far more devout Elf Catholic than Dragoon Steve. Estinien had to give Aymeric "The Talk".

[liketheinferno2]

Nidstinien for Sabrina ty ty

[th1rt33n]

more of these bc i love drawing stupid things

[artalfons]

Be Estinien

Show up randomly

Be cool (and hot)

Leave

this is him the whole expansion and i think its very funny

[yozora]

their dynamic is so funny to me

x

[deckitout]

heavensward really has all types of elves good boy, feral, and bishonen

[marikafoxtail]

Needed to draw something chaotic today.

[pommancy]

the scions reporting for duty support

[shroomthealien]

today i bring you the portrait of Estinien. tomorrow… who knows

[drag00ni]

guy who jumps out of windows

[morganali-art]

Hazel isn't from around here.

(a silly based on this shirt)

[hamstr]

oh no!! is that estinien talking to some namazu?!! 😨😨😨

[liketheinferno2]

[ambalambs]

✧･ﾟ:*The Heroic Scions of the Seventh Dawn*:･ﾟ✧