#lf aether

[flm-linkedfissures]

this makes me happier than u can even realize its all of my favourite things in one; zelda, genderfluid, big ears, birdlike nose, WINGS, ITS SO GENDER 9TS SO PRETTY AND PERFECT IM GOING INSAN3!!!! THEYRE JUST LIKE ME IM TJEM !!!!

SMILESSSSS HAPPY THEY RESONATE!!! 😼🎉🧡

IT ISSS!!! lovely lovers I likes them ^_^ I do have a ref but Hylia’s form is slightly different in it,! The ref shows her in her -pretty much- hylian form while the one above is a bit more towards her goddess side…! Still pretty Hylian but yk 🙂‍↕️

I’m still trying to figure out a cute name for the first hero..! Currently thinking about Aether or Forge or smth like that

[dwoodledip]

Aida The Aether Construct✨

This was some design exploration for Aida my Warforged Twilight Cleric from the Aetherial Expanse Game I'm in! The idea of “What if Aida was something more humanoid rather than a Warforged?". This brainworm infected me due to recent revelation in Aida’s story.

A few sessions back the party found out that Aida is a host for multiple souls of the Aether Sea with one souls being at the forefront while the others remain dormant. This has lead to her wanting to experience simple human pleasures as a way to provide comfort to the souls inhabiting her so she’s been dealing with a lot of new sensations and feelings. And so it crossed my mind of what if Aida eventually wanted to have a more human form? Will this actually happen is the campaign? Who knows! Aida’s entire story has been kept secret from me as she is my little amnesiac roomba and the party’s heal bot.

For now I’m calling this design her “Aether Construct” form. I did my best to incorporate armour into the design but kind lf landed on the idea of her using her Warforged shell as floaty armour because it looks cool and represents her “coming out of her shell” (hehe). JUST A LOT OF OC BRAINWORMS AND RAMBLING! ENJOY!

[on-noon]

WIP Title Ask Game

thanks for the tag @moonluringfrost

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs

i also do not have a dedicated WIP folder, however almost all my files from libre office are for writing, so i'll put those down

miscalaneuos lines & fragments

lf&fe

life friends & friendship ends plot

Untitled 1

countdown magic

fff196

writing exercises

Dirty Bird

poems

deleted words

daughterofscams

aleks+ceph poem

countdown magic

fff206

FFF207

RUn Home Through the FOrest

as you can see, i''m great at names, very consistant

tagging: @the-stray-storyteller @callahanscorner @aether-wasteland-s @vsnotresponding @my-cursed-prince @writerfae @flock-from-the-void @mischiefiswritten & whoever else wants to!

[ghoulangerlee]

In honor of Mass Effect 3 turning 12 today, here's an expansion on a scene from the beginning of the third game but make it Ghost. yeah in this instance Aether is Kaidan. I can't help it, my fav tortured guy in my mind it works :).

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"I think...I'll be ready to retire after this," Copia says, somewhat stilted, his eyes tracking a shuttle as it flies across the sky, "They're going to offer me a deal, or so I've heard. Honorable discharge as long as I plead guilty to the charges."

Phantom looks up from where he'd been examining the barrel of his rifle, "Just like that?" he can't help but ask, "...sir." he tacks on at the end, glancing over at Copia's back—he's got a weariness to him, a tightness of his shoulders that's almost tangible through the blue lf his Alliance Navy uniform.

Copia sniffs, and settles his hands behind his back at a parade rest as he continues to track shuttles across the Vancouver sky. "I made a bad call and that call cost thousands of lives," he murmurs. "I think I've reached a point where I've made enough bad calls for a lifetime."

Phantom watches him for a moment, "And what about the Reapers?" He asks, careful—he'd heard of them, seen them of course, fought the horrifying things that came from them.

Copia turns then, just enough that Phantom can see the wry smile on his lips, he looks like he wants to bare his teeth, launch into a tirade, but instead, the lines even out and he shakes his head, "Saltarian will have to lead the charge for that," he says, "I think my days as a military man are over."

Before Phantom can say something to dissuade him or convince him to not give up, this version of the Commander is something he's not used to seeing, less head strong and more willing to give into whatever's thrown at him, there's a knock at the door, a rushed sound signaling that the council is ready for the hearing.

"Ah," Copia says, he turns fully and crosses the room with careful steps, "Seems my time is up, yes?" He asks, there's humor coloring his tone as he comes to stand by Phantom, "Lead the way, Lieutenant. The Council awaits."

Phantom presses his lips together and nods once, roughly, as he turns to enter the code to unlock the door—they whoosh apart, and Copia steps out first, and it feels wrong to have his weapon pointed at the very same man who had saved the galaxy not only once, but twice now.

But he does it, "Let's go," he says, choosing to keep his weapon pointed towards the floor, towards Copia's legs, "Straight down the hall here."

Copia goes easily, there's a nervousness about him that no one else would notice, but Phantom's observant, he's been with Copia since Copia turned himself in several months ago.

He sees the nervousness.

The way his eyes dart around him.

It's shitty.

So shitty.

(Hours later, he and Aether are grabbing Copia's arms and hauling him up onto the Normandy, Phantom watching somewhat uselessly as Saltarian declares him reinstated loudly from the ground while Reapers ravage Vancouver around them.

They're all covered in gunk from whatever creatures the Reapers have created this time, and Copia's dog tags are held tightly in his fist as he turns to them, nervousness forgotten, slipping back into the Commander persona as he settles back into it all.

"Ready for one last ride?" He asks rherorically, eyes darting between Aether and Phantom, before he walks past the two of them and further into the ship.)

[depressedsimp]

hello guess who just came with a xiather angst? me

where xiao is an emo who secretly loves an book series (and it's protagonist), and aether is the said protagonist who accidentally came out of his book to the real world

(highly inspired by enchanted movie)

and already apologizing for any errors, it's my first time writing in english since it's not my first language

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Xiao was a man full of secrets. It didn't matter if it was dark secrets or details about himself that he didn't want others to know. It was his secrets, and no one could know about it, he wouldn't let them. The boy already suffered enough in his 21 years alive, mostly because of those “secrets”. So he just built a barrier around himself, a barrier that he wouldn't let anyone get through. And his secrets were hidden inside.

You'll never catch him without his usual serious expression, that most times seem like he's angry about something (and probably is). There isn't a single living soul these days that has seen Xiao smile, it's a legend. Rumor has it around the university he attends that when the day Xiao smiles finally comes, the world will collapse. And they're not wrong tho.

And even if he looks mad all the time, Xiao still good-looking, with all his black clothes, his hair that looks messed but extremely pretty at the same time and his unique piercings and makeup. He's pretty, and in the deep end he knows it, it must be the only reason why a lot of people still try hitting on him, he thinks. But his personality always push them away.

He's bitter. Whenever someone approaches him, he'll just say “fuck off” and walk away. It's a self defense. He can't let people get too close, he'll be vulnerable and that's when the worse happens. Xiao doesn't trust anyone, sometimes he can't even trust himself.

As said earlier, he's full of secrets.

But one of the main secrets he will never let anyone even think about is his passion for his favorite book series.

A popular series between teenagers and a few young adults about a boy who travels from world to world looking for his long lost sister, and uncovering the truth of every world he passes by.

Even Xiao couldn't explain why he loved that story so much, it make feel him safe, comfortable and maybe happy somehow. Maybe it was because of the fantasy side that make him feel in another world, that make him forget about all his problems.

And there's also the protagonist. A blonde and innocent boy, who always tried to see the best in every person who crosses his patch, with the most kind heart. His name was Aether. The boy was separated from his twin sister as a child because of a war in his home world, and the last thing they said for each other was a promise to reunite one day to end that stupid war. The story follows his adventures in his chase for his sister, along with a little fairy called Paimon.

Xiao admired him, because of his persistence and his kind heart. He wished that he could be like him. And his love for him was even greater than for his story, but Xiao would never admit it. It was the most pathetic side of his, he knew all that love came from a single question. “If he was real, would he also see the best in me?”

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Walking with his ear pods on, music blasting at the highest volume, Xiao he didn't pay attention to anything around him. He was too distracted by something else in his own mind to notice the person who was about to bump into him.

“Can't you pay more attention to where you're walking?” He groaned the words without looking up.

“I-I'm sorry, I'm really sorry” The person answered, finally making Xiao look at them.

Fuck.

The person in question was a boy who seemed had the same age as Xiao. He had a long blonde hair that was tied in a braid and his big golden eyes looked at Xiao with concern, leaving him with the strange feeling that he knew that boy. And god, he was so pretty even with that weird clothes.

“It's o-okay...” Xiao looked down at his feet trying to hide the redness on his face.

The boy just shook his head. “I'm sorry for disturbing you again, but can you help me? I think I'm lost...”

That question caught Xiao off guard. He'd usually just say no and walk away, but something make him feel like he couldn't say no to that boy. “Uhh, sure... Where do you want to go?”

“Home” The boy answered straight forward, but there was a weird look in his eyes, fear, maybe.

“And this place is..?”

Xiao could notice the discomfort in the other expression. And he could understand that very well. The boy let a long breath out before starting. “Um, call me crazy or whatever you want, but i think I'm not from this world”

What the fuck?

“I mean, i don't know what it happened but i was in another place searching for my sister with my friend, and then I appeared here, and I've never been here before”

Something clicked in Xiao's mind. That must be a joke, there's no other explanation.

“Wait, what's your name?”

“Aether”

Xiao choked on his own air. It was definitely a joke.

[the-lilium-fellowship]

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A starter for @unlikelyandco

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The last thing Aadhira remembered was Mauci winning the struggle. He dared not lay a hand on the Au'ra's other horn- he refused to make the mistake, feeling regret for the one Mauci was already missing. Yet he was physically weaker. He remembered the glint of steel above him- closing his eyes, and coming to term with his death.

He had heard the swing of the metal-

then woke up in the woods.

Aadhira sat upright quickly, jolting and grasping at his neck. No scar- no cut- he was alive. He drew his hand back as if thinking he was dreaming, checking for the sweet crimson but he found nothing. His fingers twitched over his own skin before he let out a small, shakey sigh of relief. He had come to terms with his death, but he hadn't wanted to die just yet. Finding he was still alive- could still feel the wind through his fur and the breeze in his hair- was a relief. However, his nose twitched with his ears, and suddenly he realized he could not hear the green voice like a low thrum, despite all the trees around him. She was silent- even as his call echoed, silent to the normal ear. No... this wasn't right.

Where was he? Aadhira slowly reached to grab his bow, holding it at a ready position as he slowly stood and turned, his ears pricked. He could not pick up the quiet hum of anything- green voice, the aether... not even the one Halone seemed to grant. Instead he was met with a low, continous whine, like a dog whistle. His ears flickered downward before flopping to press against his head. An unpleasant noise it was.

Slowly though, he picked up something else among it. His nose twitched and his ears popped up again, tilting until he could find where it was coming from. Footsteps- so he wasn't alone. Fearing it was Mauci, come to take back what he had just missed, Aadhira nocked an arrow into his bow, drawing the string just slightly as he lowered, using the sound to keep an eye on wherever he expected the maker lf it to come from.

[moon-spite-ffxiv]

LF Contact: Rapha’li Narahl

Basic Information:

Full Name: Rapha’li Narahl Nicknames/Titles: Instructor Hardass (by his students), Raph/Rapha (by friends) Gender: Cis Male Alignment: Chaotic Exhausted Age: 24, he thinks; indeterminate Race: Miqo’te - Keeper of the Moon Birthplace: South Shroud, the records suggest Current Residence: Limsa Lominsa

General Character Info:

Sexual Identification: Homosexual Relationship Status: Single; roommate of Ehnek’a (@mathemagiks​!) Occupation: Eternally-broke aetherial physics instructor, healer-for-hire, the world’s first man to thrive on an exclusive diet of donuts and shame Enemies: Philosophy majors. Primals. Literally anyone who tries to get too frisky with his roommate.

Character Appearance:

Hair: Navy blue, eternally tousled. Curly, but grown out into a loose-hanging mop. Skin: Fair, freckled-lilac. Eyes: Pale lavender, tired past the point of reason. Wears rimless glasses. Height: 5′1″ Markings (Scars, Tattoos, etc): A pair of lavender stripes on each cheek, a circular lavender birthmark just above his tail. A baffling series of arcanima diagrams tattooed at conveniently-hidden points across his body. Form: Short, compact. Varies between average and severely underweight, with seemingly very little time in between the two states. Common Accessories: His grimoire full of arcane geometries. A side-satchel laden with more parchments and reagents than it should reasonably be able to hold. A pocket watch. His trusty bandolier of aetherial inks. A hip flask. A usually-empty coin purse. A single heavy pearl earring.

Personality:

Social Level: If in a decent state of mental health, outgoing and flirtatious. Prone to lengthy periods of self-isolation, however, usually buried under an avalanche of half-graded papers and books. Optimistic/Pessimistic: If it can go wrong, it will go wrong. That’s why the gods invented scientists in the first place. Positive Personality Traits: Protective / Hardworking / Diligent Negative Personality Traits: Pessimistic / Unyielding / Sharp-Tongued Misc. Quirks: Aether-sensitive folk may very well boggle at how the hell this one’s even still alive. His very essence is held together with more aetherial anchors, redirects, and dead-man’s-switches than a cheap scrap of imitation Magitek. Prone to spontaneously appearing / disappearing in mid-sentence, much as if he himself didn’t expect it. Religion/Philosophy: Menphina’s all right, he guesses. Religion’s not a priority for him. Likes: Food, when he remembers to eat. Stimulants, occasionally combined with depressants. Men. Math and physics, to a life-consuming degree. Exuberant debates about magical theory. SLEEP: the rarest treat of all. Favorite Foods: Anything greasy and over-indulgent. Pour some melted cheese over a pile of fried chicken and lard-bread, then dump a bucket of bacon over it. Slap some hot sauce on top. Garnish it all with crispy onion strips and dot it with a single teensy sprig of parsley, because that’s hilarious. Favorite Drinks: Whiskey, pale ale, orange juice. Favorite Colors: Blue, silver, purple. Dislikes: Henpecking / smothering, solitude (though he’ll say he loves it), having to teach 9am classes to all you godsdamned daywalkers. Hobbies: A spot of recreational math, to take his mind off all the professional math. Lobbing terrible innuendos at handsome men, usually involving a groanworthy science pun or two. Puns in general, really. Doing nice things, but only when no one is looking. Recently, baking -- but only in 400-attempt batches, each one with a single variable changed in order to determine the best combination of heat and ingredients, Food Lab-style.

Hooks:

Are you a fellow scholarly-type? Want to learn from him, or alternately engage in increasingly-loud and petty debates about whose theorems are more on point? Flip a table or two? Develop a professional relationship (and/or rivalry!) that’ll rock the scientific community to its core? There’s a catte for that!

Are you some kind of aberration from another plane, such as a Primal/Voidsent/Fae, or just want someone to bounce really dangerous research off of?  Does it involve magic in some way? Raph is HERE for it. If your character is at all involved in Inadvisable Dickery™ for the sake of knowledge, he will at least be partially interested. Bring him along. What’s the worst that could happen? At least you’ve got heals now.

Speaking of heals: going on an excursion and need a pocket(-sized) healer with you? It’d do Raph some good to take a day off now and then, and see things that aren’t his classroom or his apartment. Maybe you’ve heard of the guy’s healing skills somewhere! Much of an ass as he can be, few will deny he’s damned good at what he does.

Just want to hang out and talk shit with a nerd for a while? Teach him new baking recipes? Get flirted at by a lightweight who has none of his shit together? Explore the depths and implications of mental illness and causality alike? I’m up for most ideas once we talk about it! Throw ‘em at me!

OOC:

Server: Mateus Timezone: CST Experience: I have some! MMOs and tabletop and all in between. Prefer in-game RP. Can do Discord or Tumblr stuff; it just takes me longer. Waaay longer. Type of RP: Humorous / adventuring / dark / mature / social / slice-of-life Looking for: Friends, adventuring-buddies, disco-sticks to ride. Kinda everything! Contact: In-game as Rapha’li Narahl, or here on tumblr!

[flm-linkedfissures]

hey Felix!! guess what? i made you another drawing 😭i swear i’m just out here spamming you with gifts at this point lol

but seriously as soon as i saw Hylia and Link’s designs, i had to draw them :p

also i wasn’t sure which blog to send it to so… here it is 😅 hope you like it 💖

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Also this def is the right blog to send it too, wouldn’t mind either but I’ve come to prefer fanstuff on here hehe 😝

[wanderingstorm]

LF RP || Maiyr Salyt

The Basics ––– –

Age: 21

Birthday: 30th Sun of the 6th Umbral Moon

Race: Keeper of the Moon

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Your guess is as good as hers. Mostly unconcerned with it.

Marital Status: Single

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Dark grey with hints of silver, long and largely unkempt.

Eyes: Mismatched icy blue and cool yellow.

Height: 5′1′ fulms

Build: Built for agility and flexibility rather than pure strength. 

Distinguishing Marks: A bite scar on her left side just above her waist. Typical miqo’te stripes and clan tattoos around her eyes. Thick claws tip both her fingers and toes.

Common Accessories: None as of yet. 

Personal ––– –

Profession: None as of yet. She’s fresh out of the woods after leaving her secluded clan. She’s yet to find a profession.

Hobbies: Hunting both beasts and herbs, napping, wandering nature, picking fights and over all just exploring the new world to her. 

Languages: Common & Huntspeak

Residence: Currently nomadic, occasionally staying in The Mist.

Birthplace: The Wilds (The Black Shroud)

Religion: Reverence of nature and The Wilds.

Patron Deity: Menphina, but more so The Wilds.

Fears: Losing her tail, gargoyles, hallways, the supernatural.

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None

Children: None

Parents: Mother & Father alive and well.

Siblings: Too many of them. 17 siblings.

Other Relatives: Uncles and Aunts all back with the clan.

Pets: None

Traits ––– -

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional Information ––– –

Smoking Habit: None.

Drugs: None outside of clan rituals.

Alcohol: Hasn’t had a chance to try any of it yet.

RP Hooks ––– –

New to the World - Maiyr has only freshly left the Salyt clan, who are notoriously secluded in the deepest parts of The Black Shroud. Because of this she has much of the world to explore and find, making it easy for Maiyr to run into fellow travelers out in the world.

Hunter - A hunter from birth, Maiyr is still learning how the trade of civilized world works. She’s willing to track, hunt, and kill beasts for respectable purposes.

Woodland Guide - Maiyr has lived in parts of The Black Shroud that have yet to be settled by civilized folk and thus has intricate knowledge of the most dangerous parts of the woods. She is capable of guiding individuals or parties to their goal in the unfamiliar woods.

Raging Magic - Aether courses through Maiyr and erupts in unstable and often disastrous spells most often when emotions boil past the point of tolerable or dire situations leave her no choice. This magic takes a tole on the Keeper, but while she has no training her magic seems potent. Those well trained in magic and looking for a pupil may find great potential in her, or those who fear it may feel the need to tame it for good.

What I’m Looking for  ––– –

Friendships, relationships, & work partnerships. So just about anything. Maiyr is discovering the world and the wide range of people that live in it.

Casual, plots, comedy, dark themes, slice of life, & conflict (this one might happen often, she can be semi-feral). Anything works for me. 

I tend to try and match the writing level of whoever I’m writing with, but generally expect 1-2 paragraphs out of me.

Contact Information  ––– –

I can be contacted either in game or here through tumblr! If discord is preferred just ask for it in DMs and I’ll be happy to send it your way.

[moonlit-nightingale]

LF RP: Saranqerel Qalli (Crystal-Coeurl)

(Current as of 26 Nov 19)

╚ BASICS

Nickname: Sari

Age: 21

Race:  Au Ra, Xaela

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Homosexual

Marital Status: Single and not looking

————— ♦ • ♦ —————

╚ PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

“A Xaela of small stature and a calm presence though his smile rings hollow.”

Hair: Wavy and star-silver. Recently was trimmed raggedly short to his shoulders and just long enough to put into a small tail at the nape of his neck.

Eyes: Light blue with darker blue limbal ring, missing left eye. A red stroke of a mark under his eye that resembles a fox’s mark on a Eastern mask.

Height: 5′8′’

Build: Dark skin from ranging on the Steppe nearly all his life. Small stature for his age and gender but lithely muscled. A long slender tail that reaches the floor when fully relaxed, quite prehensile.

Distinguishing Marks:

Naadam Injuries: Right horn short a few ilms, scarred back/shoulder-blade from axe.

Buduga Torture: Left eye burned out, multiple burn scars over his body.

Imperial Meddling: Garlean scientists took his right disease-corrupted arm, replacing it fully up past the shoulder with magitek.

Common Accessories: Bone necklace with names and dates of his family on the inside. A moonlet earring in his left horn. Has taken to wrapping dyed, thin leather strips about his horns as a modest decoration.

————— ♦ • ♦ —————

╚ PERSONAL

“One that once would give everything for anyone. But life has worn the poor boy down to his heart’s stone now.”

Profession: Aetheric/traditional healer, tracker, hunter

Hobbies: Reading (all genres), gardening, cooking, baking, hunting/ranging

Languages: Xaelic, Eorzean (with the slightest accent), decent with the Eastern tongues

Residence: Suiren Temple - Shirogane, Ward 6, Plot 43

Birthplace: Qalli encampment, western Azim Steppe

Religion: Familial spiritual beliefs

Patron Deity: None

Fears: Being powerless, being worthless, forgotten, abandoned

————— ♦ • ♦ —————  

╚ RELATIONSHIPS

“Never will ya find someone that’ll fight so hard fer ya. Gonna lead to his dyin’ one of these days.”

Spouse: Khabataaq of the Himaa (former)

Children: Enqtani (under a year old girl, adopted)

Parents: Dzhambul and Chisarnai (deceased)

Siblings: none

Other Relatives: Enkhjargal (aunt, deceased)

Pets: Jebe (bluebird), Creamsicle (orange cat, former), Qulan (fox, former), Tuya (yol)

————— ♦ • ♦ —————

╚ TRAITS

“Sometimes I forget the lieutenant is one of them savages. He’s a good guy, too good I think sometimes.”

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Puts himself in harm’s way for his friends with zero thought

Perhaps on one level he doesn’t care if he dies anymore

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Content to follow in a worthy plan

A capable leader of men, as proven by his time in the Adders

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

He’s not as much a bleeding heart as he used to be but his friends mean a lot

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

His love of reading and studying has nearly made Sari almost sound like a native speaker of the Western tongue

Well-mannered

At home in a tent or on his own in the wilderness, getting muddy and bloody

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

————— ♦ • ♦ —————

╚ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION

Former Adder: Sari spent a year in the Twin Adders as a lieutenant until the Garlean abduction that led to his magitek arm. Wary of the enemy tech, the Adders discharged Sari to minimize risk of unintentional spying.

Ranger: Sari had a bow in hand since before he reached his first decade and he has become amazingly proficient, even after the loss of his eye. He can shoot standing, moving, and even on chocobo or yol-back.

Contract Hunter/Tracker: At home in almost any wilderness and will take on side jobs for extra coin.

Former Buduga: Sari spent the first nineteen years of his life within the Buduga. It was a harsh time and he was glad to turn his back on it when the chance came. Though he’s understanding of most people, there is still a wariness whenever he sees Buduga green.

Of the Qalli: It has been about a year since he was introduced to his birth heritage, so Sari is quite clueless on most things Qalli. He doesn’t even speak in song. However he has a natural gift for music that shows in his wide array of instrument proficiency and his singing voice.

Healer of the Stars: His family line was comprised of strong healers that looked to the night skies for blessings to heal those in need. He’s continued the practice. He is also talented with traditional healing methods.

Spiritually-inclined: Sari has has multiple run-in’s with spirits. He’s been cursed by an Eastern fox which left its physical marks upon his hair color and the eye marking. Fortunately the worst of the effects upon his temperament were calmed after a near-death experience on the Steppe. However in that haze between life and death, Sari had an encounter with another wild spirit...

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╚ RP HOOKS

Most of the above points under ‘Additional Information.’

Come visit Suiren Temple and he’s around! :D

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╚ LOOKING FOR

Long-term relationships. Not romantic. Sari wears his heart on his sleeve and will help almost anyone that needs it. It’s up to folks to choose if they want to maintain contact with this songbird. I’m not going to chase down people for follow-up RP.

Mature/violent/political RP are all on the table. Almost anything is negotiable but don’t interact with the sole intention to jump his bones...I’ve had many interactions of people that just want to ‘screw the nice boi.’

Discord and in-game are both welcome.

Full character bio {here} . Sari is a character that’s been in development for over two years now with many ups and downs. He has a well-developed story and I apologize for the large info dump.

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╚ CONTACT INFORMATION

Main Tumblr: @ritsuka-aoki

Character Tumblr: @moonlit-nightingale

Discord: Bluebird#2389

I work a standard Mon-Fri schedule during the day so my evenings/weekends are best times to meet! I’m in Central time.

I’m willing to world visit!

Don’t be afraid to boop me on either Discord or Tumblr. I may not reply right away but I’ll be sure to send some time of response.

Art by @thevampdad​

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[selcouthangel]

Thank you so much!!! @dancing-in-a-storm-fearlesss seeing your notification made me happy.

rules: bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, then tag people.

>> air!

i have small hands / i love the night sky / i watch animals and birds when i pass them by / i drink herbal tea / i wake to see the dawn / the smell of dust is comforting / i’m valued for being wise / i prefer books to music / i meditate / i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

>> fire!

i don’t have straight hair / i like to wear ripped jeans and overalls / i play an organized sport / i love dogs / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers (i don’t love doing this but i always end up doing it) / i always try new food / i enjoy roadtrips / summer is my favorite season / my radio is always playing

>> water!

i wear bracelets on my wrists / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / i love the sound of a thunderstorm / i want to travel the world / i sleep past midday most days / i love simply lit dinners and fluorescent signs / i rewatch kids shows out of nostalgia / i see emotions in colors not words

>> earth!

i wear glasses or contacts / i enjoy doing the laundry / i am a vegetarian or vegan / i have an excellent sense of time / my humor is very cheerful (apparently) / i am a valued advisor to my friends / i believe in true love / i love the chill of the mountain air / I’m always listening to music / i am highly trusted by the people in my life

>> aether!

i go without makeup in my daily life / i make my own artwork / i keep on track of my tasks and time / i always know true north / i see beauty in everything / i can always smell flowers / i smile at everyone i pass by / i always feel history repeating itself / i have recovered from a mental disorder / i can love unconditionally

[dylan-xiv]

☆LF: RP - Dylan Finn☆

☆ The Basics ––– –

Nickname(s): D2F as in Down to FUCK, just kidding, it’s Dill. Age: Twenty-Five Birthday: 5th of August Race: Rava, Viera Gender: Female Sexuality: Straight Marital Status: Adamantly Single Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

☆ What I’m looking For ––– –

Fun, excitement and adventure! Friends, enemies and everything in between! RP Groups

☆ What I’m NOT looking For ––– –

Possessive/rude/pushy/impatient partners. People seeking to ‘get with’ Dylan then leave.

☆ Additional information (OOC) ––– –

Dylan is just a baby, her story is practically a clean slate with a lot of potential to work with. I’d much prefer to work with bigger rp groups, but I’m still happy to do some 1x1 role play.

As for me, I’m Australian so my time online will be different, but I can be rather flexible. I can become distracted easily, but please don’t assume that I’ve become bored with you. I have simply forgotten and need a little poke~!

[In Character Tag] ☆ [Answered Asks Tag] ☆ [Aesthetic Tag]

☆ Contact Information  ––– –

You can message me here on Tumblr for my contact information or catch me in game~! I only RP through XIV as I found it to be a far less stressful medium for me. However, I would be delighted to discuss any potential RP plots through Discord.

  ☆ Character Profile Continued Under the Cut! ☆

☆ Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Dylan’s natural hair is a soft and sandy blond colour, but she will often dye it a random assortment of colours depending on her mood. The style of hair is usually a cute pixie style cut with a few longer pieces to braid a collection of beads through. Eyes: Both eyes are a bright, sapphire blue colour. Build: Lithe and athletic. Distinguishing Marks: A blueish grey marking on the ridge of her nose and a beauty mark just below her right eye. Common Accessories: A collection of colourful beads that she braids through her hair. Usual Attire: Whatever she finds lying on the ground wherever she’s staying. She has a preference for comfortable clothing in bright colours, usually paired with some cute shorts and bare feet. Check out her aesthetic tag for examples of her colourful tastes! [Aesthetic Tag]

☆ Professional ––– -

Languages: Common Tongue, Sign Language, Old Script. Profession: Professional Vagabond. Skills: ☆ Dancer: Dylan is a skilled dancer, it is her chosen disciple. She’s more of a hunter that prefers to stalk her prey rather than a fighter who challenges someone head on, but she will launch on the offensive if she’s been provoked. ☆ Water Control: A skill passed down through her family line, Dylan has the ability to control and manipulate water. However, traditionally the practice of this skill is forbidden outside the protection of her forest home and so she will only ever use this power when under great threat or stress. ☆ Painter: Dylan loves to paint, whether she is actually any good has yet to be seen. Her favourite medium is acrylic paint on any blank surface and applied with her hands. She thrives in this chaotic mess. ☆ Musician: Dylan is learning to play the drums to the great annoyance of anyone who has the displeasure of living under the same roof as her. ☆ Basic Grasp of Old Script and Ancient Teachings: Thanks to the knowledge passed down through her family, Dylan has a knack for deciphering old script and ancient ruins. However, never bet your life on this skill as Dylan is not exactly fluent! Gee whiz, the old script symbols for ‘exit route’ and ‘obvious trap’ are awfully similar, aren’t they?

☆ Personal ––– –

Birthplace: Fanow, The Rak'tika Greatwood Patron Deity: Azeyma because I forgot to change it when I fantasia’d from Kee. Residence: A small and run down garden shack on the beach in Mist (Her FC Room). Personality: Dylan is a bubbly and exciting energy! She loves stirring up trouble and making every mundane task an adventure. Dylan is still very much a child at heart and wants nothing more than to bring out the fun for everyone. Likes: Food, loud music, the beach, blue skies, flowers, dancing and making a mess. Dislikes: Working, boring people, shoes, lectures and ants. Favourite Food: There isn’t a food that exists that Dylan doesn’t love. Virtues: Overly friendly, bursting with positivity, optimistic, easily amused, fun. Sins: Naive, vague, obnoxious, abrupt, silly. Excitement: Dylan becomes excited for food, loud music, being near the beach and having fun with friends. Fear: Dylan is afraid of being alone for too long, getting lost and dark/tight spaces.  

Short Biography: Six years ago Dylan encountered a mysterious person, who at the time she believed to be the Warrior of Darkness, traveling through the Greatwood. However, trouble stuck when that person began to teleport away. The pull of their aether had been so strong that it dragged Dylan into the void between worlds and launched her across time and space! When she came to she found herself on a completely different world. A seemingly peaceful world, but one in constant strife much like her own. With no idea how to get back home she decided to wander this new world, learning whatever she could about it and helping the friends she makes along the way. Hoping that one day she would once again find the Warrior of Darkness and convince them to take her home.

OOC: Dylan landed in Eorzea at the beginning of 2.0 and has been living among its people for the last six years. She has a pretty good grasp of what’s going on within Eorzea, but some days she does suffer from a lapse in knowledge. Dylan’s primary goal is to seek out the mysterious Warrior of Darkness who launched her through time in the first place and convince them to send her back home. However, she seems quite content to delay that goal in order to enjoy her time in Eorzea.

☆ Relationships ––– -

Spouse/Partner: None Children: None Parents: Mother, Aníka. Father, Unknown. Siblings: Five sisters, all younger (Britt, Fía, Laíla, Ida and Grét). Pets: A Shoebill named Bill.

☆ RP Hooks ––– –

☆ An idiot has been breaking into your house and ransacking your fridge every night. You lay a trap and catch yourself a wabbit.

☆ You need a papsy and you happen to run into the most gullible fool imaginable. Convince Dylan she’s your only hope and watch her follow you to the ends of the earth.

☆ A flyer was found that calls for anyone versed in old text to apply for an open position, the only one dumb enough to go for something so vague is Dylan. Will she prove useful? Probably not.

☆ I honestly have no idea what RP Hooks to list here, but come talk to me and we’ll work something out! I would love to brainstorm with you and come up with something unique~!

☆ Thank you for taking the time to read all this! ♥ ☆

[autumnslance]

Random thoughts that may need more analysis later:

So newest story mentions how Hades and Hythlodaeus had the ability to see souls and perceive the Underworld (proto-Lifestream? Their name for it? We know Emet-Selch could perceive the LF as he noted Y’shtola disrupting it with Flow).

They obliquely mention their certain friend, the past life incarnation that eventually fractured into the various Warriors of Light across time and worlds. Which makes me wonder—could that past self also perceive the aether that way (and why they too became a member of the Convocate), and more—does the WoL still possess a measure of that ability?

Consider the times we have seen ghosts in game. The ones that came to mind suddenly earlier were Haurchefant and Ysayle when saving Estinien and Nidhogg; Alphinaud thought he saw something for a moment but dismissed it. Same with the various Edda sightings, after her intentional scare of Paiyo. Or how we’ve seen other past Warriors, such as Tenzin, or Ramza and the other Zodiac Braves.

Not to mention Ardbert, part of our own soul.

There are others I am likely forgetting, and sometimes others can see the spectres too, and I may need to look and revise the thought later but for now seeing what others think of a half-formed post-lunch at-work thought.

[the-lunar-mistress]

LF RP: Sazlethan Mahvash

🌙 Basics

Name: Sazlethan Mahvash

Alias: The Lunar Mistress, Hingashi's Viper, Lulubell Vixen, Noct

Age: Appears to be in her late 20s

Nameday: 18th sun of the 6th umbral moon

Race: Rava, Viera

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual, Demiromantic

Marital: Widowed

Alignment: Chaotic Neural

Brief History: Sazlethan is a sassy, sensual, sharp-tongued shaman hailing from the Golmore jungle. After leaving she found herself stranded on Thavnair where she changed her name, learned alchemy and how to dance. From there she was picked up by a trader and thrown into a wild ride of tragedy, danger, secrets, and total chaos. This viera has a wide range of talents including but not limited to assassination, fine arts, and judging people from a distance behind large sunglasses.

🌙 Physical Appearance

Hair: Snow white deep set waves and flow down to her ankles. Usually keep in a thick braid or pulled into a high ponytail with intricate gold pins of Hingan origin, and accompanied with two smaller braids that frame her face.

Eyes: Wide set sea green eyes that almost seem to glow under certain lighting.

Build: Although curvy and pear shaped with a feminine dancer's physique, her chosen occupation requires her to be fit and athletic. Upon closer examination one would find that she is quite toned, primarily in her legs which are well defined and rather powerful.

Height: 5 fulms, 10 ilms

Weight: 153 ponzes

Distinguishing Marks: Freckles litter her cheeks and nose while a vieran tattoo travels down the bridge of her nose and just below her bottom lip. A tattoo of a moon with similar markings to the one on her face rests in between her breasts. The last of her tattoos were made with aetheric ink and reside on the palms of her hands and bottom of her feet. They resemble runes in the shape of an elemental wheel. She has a few scars; some burns hidden behind ink on her palms and what appears to be whip scars scattered on the surface of her back.

Common Appearances: The most common and unchanging feature of her appearance is her lips, which are painted in matte black lipstick. Her wardrobe is lavish and expensive, often wearing elegant dresses of origins ranging in several different cultures, and sometimes being a mix. Notable colors are black, purple, and gold. Her ears are littered in gold stud and chain piercings, as well as double hoops in her left nostril, a single hoop at the center of her bottom lip, and two simple golden bars through both her nipples.

🌙 Personal

Occupation: Madame of The Viper's Nest - dancer's guild and lounge. Informant, assassin, and arcane specialist for The Court of Thieves. Black market Alchemist.

Hobbies: Alchemy, dancing, hedonism, reading, people watching

Languages: Dalmascan, Hingan, Old Auri, Common Eorzean, some Thavnairian

Residence: A small estate in Shirogane

Birthplace: A small village in the Golmore Jungle.

Religion: The Kami

Patron Deities: Undetermined

🌙 Relationships

Fears: Deep waters, drowning, abandonment

Spouse: Deceased

Children: None

Parents: Unknown

Siblings: Unknown

Close Friend: Junayd Sulayk @unkemptandtired, Os Frostmantle @fortress-and-flame

Pets: One large black snake named Epsilon, a bat she refers to as Old Friend,

🌙 Hooks

Entertainment – Her youth was filled with misery and slavery when she fled the Golmore jungle in search of knowledge. A gem from the forest trained in song, dance, and seduction; held captive in Thavnair until she released herself from her own mental shackles. Perhaps you remember the white hair, swaying hips, and haunting lullaby. (If you were in Thavnair perhaps you’ve seen her preform!)

Shamanism – The veil is thinned for celeste eyes that close behind a mask and open for the invisible. A gifted shaman and talented mage able to wield many magics. A healer with a soothing touch and a knack for creating tonics, poisons, and narcotics. (Premonitions to lead her to meet significant people or simply cross paths in peculiar situations.)

The Lunar Mistress – A vengeful soul that speaks for the weak. For the ones who cannot fight for themselves. Merciless sadism comes to those marked in the night by her crescent cut and has laid eyes on the mane of white. (These are rumors! Feel free to pull her aside to discuss them, or hire!)

OOC Information

HI I’M BACK MAYBE!

I'm available around 8pm CST every night.

I'm looking for more connections so I'm open to just about anything within reason.

I do role play dark themes quite frequently. In fact, it's hard NOT TO with her so OBVIOUSLY I require any partners to be 18 and up.

I'm also terrible at writing hooks so just like...talk to me about what you wanna do kay? K.

Oh! I'm an anxious and nervous fuck! But I'd like to think I'm pretty down to earth. Please don't rush me I'm sensitive ;w;

NO DRAMA! AT ALL! POSITIVE MENTAL ATTITUDE!

that is all c:

Contact Information

Discord: un.requited#8917

Tumblr: @lulubell-vixen

In Game: Sazlethan Mahvash

Server: Balmung

Mentions: @balmungrp @crystalxivrp @mooglemeet

Art: @eluari 🖤