#oc: d'alia liveq

[lavampira]

my homeland is in your eyes, my duty on your lips. ask anything of me, except to leave you.

[jarael]

So fashionable <3 @lavampira

[hythlodaes]

journey to the top of kugane tower <: ft. d’alia @lavampira 

[coldshrugs]

oc kiss week 2024 compilation

thanks for letting me (and io) borrow your special guys, friends!! this was so much fun to make and i really enjoyed playing around with new dynamics and concepts like this!

blog tags and oc names below the cut:

@thevikingwoman - meryta khatin (she/her)

@greyyourwarden - liori reionnen (they/them)

@lavampira - d'alia liveq (she/her)

@syrcus - quoye mhoros (they/them)

@galadae - calantha lenn (she/her)

@scionshtola - corisande ymir (she/they)

@lilas - avi'li sostomi (he/him)

@hythlodaes - emile jenidaut (he/him)

[lavampira]

and these colors fade for you only hold me, carry me slowly, my sunlight

absolutely can't thank @harumeau enough for this stunning commission of sidalia <3

[lavampira]

sunchaser

[lavampira]

happy valentine’s day

[lavampira]

returning to mor dhona

[lavampira]

daughter of mor dhona • dreadwyrm summoner

[lavampira]

The dutiful Aymeric de Borel is bound to Ishgard as its newly appointed Lord Commander. With his eyes set on ushering its people into a new era, naught else seems to deter his focus, but the lingering presence of the Warrior of Light behind Ishgard’s historic walls earns his attention. Will she also gain his heart? As the Warrior of Light, D’alia Liveq is a gleaming beacon in Eorzea’s darkness. But she also courts a dark secret, one tainted in blood and shadows, and threatens to stray her from her path. Torn between the affection of the Lord Commander and a path of heresy, which will she choose? Will love be enough?

[wol question insp]

[lavampira]

THE WARRIOR OF LIGHT'S JOURNEY

ARR • heavensward • stormblood • shadowbringers • endwalker

[lavampira]

15 lines of dialogue

rules: share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an oc, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the oc. bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

tagged by @gwynbleidd @carlosoliveiraa @coldshrugs @redwayfarers @impossible-rat-babies @scionshtola @cherrypikkins ty friends!!

and tagging (with no pressure!) @hythlodaes @birues @hylfystt @creaking-skull @rolangf @aphoticfairy @daggertongue @famewolf @sangrefae @lysehexts @oh-yeah-no @gatheredfates and YOU <3

15 LINES OF D’ALIA LIVEQ

1. D’alia winks. “She likes me better.” cooking an intricate dinner

2. “Mayhap,” D’alia returns, unable this time to stop the laugh that escapes her at the insufferably fond look he gives her. “‘Tis better to endure the cold this way, don’t you think?” lazy kisses in bed

3. “I am scarcely the most injured one between us, and besides, would you prefer to rehash with Rielle on why you so readily throw yourself in harm’s way?” sleep, I’ll keep you safe

4. “You’re doing well by her, Sid. There’s naught to worry about if you simply listen to her.” promises to keep

5. “Should aught happen that you require aid, the members of House Fortemps are trusted friends. Tataru, another ward of the house, will remain here, too. She isn’t the most combat-inclined, but she’s resourceful.” As she trails off, running a hand through her rosy hair, warmth spreads up her neck. “Pray say something before I make more of a fool of myself with my babbling.” promises to keep

6. “Minfilia, you wound me. What must I do to earn your attention before I leave?” your sweet confession

7. “I don’t want to be an obligation. Not to you.” candle in the dark (wip)

8. “Sid, I—” D’alia swallows down the admission on the tip of her tongue as he looks at her in silent question, her heart hammering against her ribcage. After a pause that drags more like a lifetime, she says, “I need you.” candle in the dark (wip)

9. “I can’t,” D’alia cries, a rush of loathing swelling through her chest at the way her voice breaks as much as the wrongness of the deep, hoarse sound of it clawing out of her dry throat. No, not mine. Not mine. “This body, I— I can’t.” steel your heart (wip)

10. “Before aught else, I’m a mage,” she states, folding her arms over her chest. “I do know a thing or two about aether.” burn into the velvet sky (wip)

11. After a sip from her own tankard, she says instead, “You swore to me that I’d see my family again, even when I didn’t think I would. ‘Tis not as dire as that, mayhap, but I want you to know that I’ll make certain you see Ryne again, too.” stay the course (wip)

12. Before she can think better of it, D’alia glides towards her and sinks to her knee before the vanity chair, clasping a hand over the other woman’s still holding that damned brush. “I… need to know that you’ll be safe.” petals for armor (wip)

13. Her vision swims, even as she tries to blink away its blurriness. “But how can you trust me after I nearly—” untitled rahalia au (wip)

14. “Please don’t,” D’alia interrupts, grasping at his forearm before he can turn away from her. She draws in a shaking breath as his palm settles on the back of her hand, thumb gently sweeping over her skin, and she tries again. “Please, Raha. I’ll go mad if I stay cooped up any longer. I just need out of this godsdamned room, even a short while.” untitled rahalia au (wip)

15. “‘Tis rude to sneak up on friends,” D’alia says with a frown. untitled zeralia au (wip)

[lavampira]

happy valentione’s from d’alia and her drk family 💞

[lavampira]

5 character associations — d'alia

tagged by @redwayfarers and @lilas ty lovelies <3 and no pressure tagging @hythlodaes @birues @coldshrugs @scionshtola @gefiltefished @the-rogue-mockingjay @ahollowgrave @yloiseconeillants if anyone wants to do it!!

emotions

compassion

anguish

rage

curiosity

pride

colors

black

rose gold

lush mossy green

mahogany

antique gold

scents

bergamot

leather

iron and metal

lavender

wood smoke

objects

rose earrings forged with steel

well-used grimoire scrawled with careful ink

worry stone wrapped in a pink silk ribbon

freshly-oiled greatsword gifted in admiration

old leather journal with flowers and letters between the pages

body language

a slight knowing smirk

crossed arms

restlessly twitching tail

full-bodied enveloping hugs

teasing wink

aesthetics

candlelight and a low-burning fire illuminating scattered tomes

rhythmic clink of metallic armor

sunrise met with gentle snowfall and a steaming cup of tea

abyssal darkness swallowing the air mid-battle

dried fresh herbs strung in garlands across stone walls

[lavampira]

hope is like the sun, which, as we journey towards it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us

[lavampira]

wip wednesday

tagged by @lilas thank u friend <3 tagging (with no pressure) @hythlodaes @scionshtola @coldshrugs @birues @galadae @hylfystt @impossible-rat-babies @narrativefoiltrope @famewolf @risingsh0t @rolangf @carlosoliveiraa @aphoticfairy @ghostwise @creaking-skull @gefiltefished if anyone has art or writing or anything else to share!! and going with another teeny bit of the sidalia wip for my lil share <:

“Why have you been helping me?” D’alia asks, shaking her head as he shoots her an incredulous look. “You don’t agree with me wanting to do this for Myste, that much you made clear when he found us, and you only conceded with Lowdy because I’ve forgiven her. I’m simply trying to understand.”

“Why wouldn’t I return the favor after all you’ve done for Rielle and me?”

“I don’t want to be an obligation. Not to you.”

Sidurgu stares at her for a long moment before facing the treeline with a sigh. “Aye, well, I’ve told you all along that the world is full of people like Lowdy, and the boy, who will take advantage of your mercy. Yet you still lend them your aid, even when it brings you harm, and I’m the foolish bastard who wants to keep you safe from them.”

“Sid—”

“Are we done now with matters of the heart?”