#whitherliliesbloom

[pianta]

illya 💜

↳  chibi for @whitherliliesbloom!

[heirsofdiscord]

Etheirys' Warriors of Light

Friends old and new. TBF I think Ying's WoL status is indetermined actually but I still wanted to draw them with Illya so!!

Feat.

My; Hibernia bas Vergilus, Yorick Faust, Laury kyr Nivalis, Montresor Molyneux

@whitherliliesbloom's Kaye, Ying, Illya Skawi

@ancientechos' Saanvi Arundhati, Arianna Rowen, Ueno Hibiki, Brigid Nystrom

[spotofmummery]

Nine people I’d like to get to know better

Tagged by: @briar-ffxiv and @lilbittymonster (Sorry so late on this!)

Last song: Let's see, random playlist on Spotify says New Life by Thomas Bergersen

Favorite colour: Teals and blues

Last movie/TV show: A Nearly Normal Family (Netflix)

Sweet/spicy/savory?: Sweet all the way

Relationship status: Happily single

Last thing I googled: I have no clue, I'm searching things all the time. I use Ecosia instead of Google now days because they're supposed to plant trees as you search.

Current obsession: Hmm... Stoic Philosophy, Breyer Horses, BG3 to name a few. I'm a mixed bag lately. :D

Tagging: I'm not sure who all has done this, so if I tag you and you have, feel free to ignore.

@dennydraws @placesyoucallhome @avettabendrot @whitherliliesbloom @thorcat @ladyswillmart @koijikido @furys-mercy @nyarumi-nyan

[unbloomingmoonflower]

Hi yes, I would like to obtain This Minion. 

(ft the minion version of @whitherliliesbloom bc Illya is precious and would def have a minion in her likeness)

[wyspic]

illustration for @whitherliliesbloom of their wol illya! 💜💗 thank you again for commissioning me!!

[anomalilyxiv]

It wasn't Ichi's turn with the braincell. 

 {Ft. @whitherliliesbloom } ✩ 

[spaceace144]

Hello everyone! We're on our way to round 2 of the @woltourney!

Chuchu is up against Flidias @selnyam for a very quiet yet exciting match up!

To celebrate this momentous occasion, here is a screenie that totally isn't my wallpaper that @whitherliliesbloom did of Chuchu and the gang! They've got Puppy and Nigel cheering them on as well!

[windupnamazu]

“its been a while since we last caught up. maybe we should sneak out to town sometime, just like the old days.”

[starrysnowdrop]

👀 What about Cid do you love so much!!!

<<Send me a “👀 + a question” and my muse has to answer honestly!>>

Yume starts to blush. “I have always thought he was physically attractive, but what I absolutely adore about Cid is just how intelligent, sweet, kind, thoughtful, and generous he is. He truly wants to help others through his work, and he puts his all into any project he is working on. He is the first to volunteer to help the Eorzean Alliance and the people of Eorzea, which is quite amazing considering he is fighting against the Empire that he once called home. I have never met another man like him. I just could not help but love him.”

((Yeah, just ask Yume about her man and she will talk your arm off. 😉 Thank you so much for the ask @whitherliliesbloom!! ))

[mintdrop]

♛ for my muse to teach yours something new

“Illya, will you teach me how to play the piano?”

The red-eyed lalafell stared up at her purple-eyed companion, the two of them simply relaxing in Illya’s home; how Mint had gotten herself in such a position on the floor, hidden up to her neck in pillows, was a question better left unanswered. Her friend looked down at her, an eyebrow raised. “M-me? I mean, I can, but.. wouldn’t you prefer a professional?”

“Nope!” Mint bounced out from her pillow fort, sending a few flying in random directions. “Professionals take things too seriously. They try to get all technical, y’know? Learning from a friend feels more natural.” She brings the pillows back to the couch they’d been stolen from before turning her attention to the piano that sat in a corner of the room, sunlight brushing over the top of it. “I don’t have to worry about getting yelled at or disappointing someone I don’t know if a friend teaches me.”

“Mm, that’s true...” Illya muses, placing her teacup on a nearby cup holster on the table before hopping off the couch. She makes her way over to the piano, pushing up the guard that covers the keys before placing herself on the bench; the piano was smaller than most would see, more aptly designed for usage from Hydaelyn’s smallest race. “Do you know any of the basics?”

Mint joins her on the bench, staring at the keys before her. “Not really? I know the scale of notes but I don’t know which is where.” She presses down on one of the keys, a high C note ringing out. Illya places her hands on a C key just one octave below and taps it, then the next and the next.

“The keys are the same wherever a C starts, but on a different octave. The black keys are sharps and flats.” Illya demonstrates as she speaks, her hands deftly running over each key. She plays a small tune, before turning to Mint. “You try.”

Mint stares at the keys, her fingers hovering. To say she was slightly anxious would be an understatement; she said it would be easier learning from a friend but she still didn’t want to disappoint. Still, she swallowed her fears and positioned her hands on keys belonging to the notes of a song she knew, playing it at a slower pace than normal. After a few moments, she would pick up pace, only to hit the wrong note twice in a row - the sounds made her recoil, and she sighed.

“The sound of a wrong note is a lot more jarring than singing off-key, haha..!” Her head drooped, but she looked back up with a smile. “It’s fine! I’ll master this. Then we can do duets! If you want to, I mean! No pressure!” She grinned sheepishly at Illya, who giggled in respose.

“Of course. But you’ll need to practice a lot!” For the next few hours, the two hovered over the keys, Mint following every piece of Illya’s advice. They stopped only for Mint to take out her tomephone for a moment, texting Estinien quickly while Illya got more tea.

>”estinien~~~ can you buy a piano for our house? ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡”

>”what”

>”thank youuuuuuuuuu ♡ ♡ ♡ you’re the slinky wrapped around my heart! love you ♡”

[zoraalja]

✞ for one muse to give the other flowers

Springtime irises were paler in color when they came from the Shroud. They were tender things with petals that would wither under too strong a touch and leaves that would darken and curl if not fed enough sun. Those kept indoors rarely survived into mature summertime irises unless the keeper knew what they were doing and did so diligently.

But a skilled botanist could harvest the blooms and keep them from shriveling for days, perhaps even weeks if they had a little magic on their side.

Illya Skawi stared at the glass dome with a filigreed base that kept the dry Thanalan air away from the flowers. Her fingers worked over the edge of the table Posie had set the terrarium down upon, anxious excitement causing them to twitch. 

“It's a foolish gift, I suppose,” Posie began, her own gloved  hands tucked behind her back as she stood, watching for each flicker in Illya’s expression. She laced and unlaced her fingers, chewed on her bottom lip. There was no way to be sure if a gift was too much until it was given. “I saw them while passing through to Castrum Oriens, and they were the loveliest color.”

Illya peered up at her with eyes of a thousand shades of purple -- the predominant color matching the flowers almost perfectly.

“Th-thank you, Posie.” She glanced back at the flowers with a small smile, but a pleased one. She dipped her head to admire the plump green stems and the proud, unfurling leaves, as if her fellow white mage had delivered her a piece of the forest. In a way, she had. “Have you used any restorative magics on them?”

Posie moved to the low couch beside the table and sat, ankles crossing. “Nothing fancy,” she said. “And nothing you cannot replicate with ease.”

Illya’s smile grew. “Thank you again. It was... a thoughtful gift, not a foolish one.”

The two had more in common than anyone would think upon seeing them together. They practiced and excelled in the same healing techniques. They were botanists. Soft-spoken. Devoted and determined. “I’m glad you think so.” Warmth spread across Posie’s chest. “I know it’s in good hands.”

[candideangel]

True Colors

“I don’t tell people this often, but when I met you Illya, my world began to become more colorful.”

@whitherliliesbloom​

I had doubts when I entered the fandom entirely, seeing and knowing you were being bullied for your ship and genuinely scared myself and not sure if I wanted to trust someone else’s words, or trust my own heart. I was unsure how to approach you, Kiwi, but in the end, I’m very happy I ended up trusting my own decision. I’m happy to be friends with you, and while we may not talk very often...I will do my best to be here for you just as much as you and others have been for me.

You are my friend, my inspiration!

[heirsofdiscord]

Parody of like three separate Michael vs Lucifer paintings in one because that's what's been on my mind since Athena declared herself god and my WoL is just Like That™.

I DON'T HAVE A LOT ELSE TO SAY. I'M JUST ALL ABOUT THAT FIGHT AND PANDAEMONIUM.

Feat. @windup-dragoon @whitherliliesbloom & @ancientechos 's WoLs

[spotofmummery]

Character Theme

What instrumental track would play in the background of your character's story during their most meaningful moments?

((This was a tough one because a number of songs on Amon's playlist are vocal tracks - lyrics are important to his character! But I sorted through the instrumentals and picked this.))

Tagged by: @under-the-blood-moonlight

Tagging: @pinxli @avashnea @jasleh @whitherliliesbloom @biff-adventurer @nyarumi-nyan - and anyone else who wants to try!

[unbloomingmoonflower]

There isn't enough positivity going around! So I'm gonna compliment you and you should pick out three to seven of your mutuals and tell me what you think they do best!

I think that what you do best is your screenshots - you consistently make Shuri, and everybody else you touch, look like models, and it's really impressive.

This honestly made me smile. Not gonna lie, sometimes I feel dismayed about either my screenshots or my writing so seeing something like this in my askbox just makes me really happy.

So the moots I'm gonna tag here may or may not be more than seven:

@traveler-of-light Noa is the absolute sweetest and puts so much care into every detail for her characters. They're so fleshed out that they feel so real. Like I know them.

@starscytheskies has such a wonderfully creative mind. Be it details about his characters or his other passions, like his game, is absolutely infectious.

@captainkurosolaire is...gosh, he is just so good at every endeavor he does. Have you read his stories and seen his gifs, nonnie? If not, you should. I was so honored to be part of his AU screenshot project, let me tell you.

@under-the-blood-moonlight has such lovely dynamics between characters that just feel so realistic. I adore seeing it.

@coeureina has such amazing storytelling powers and amazing gposes to boot! I wish I could be on her level! Also her IzaxZero story is *chef's kiss*

@firelightmuse is also creative in her storytelling of how her ships go. You want fluff with a pinch of angst or pining and happy endings? She's got it down cold!

@gnbrkrs the best thing is how they write their OC with Gaius. One of the few (and best) people who can capture a softness to a character I normally wouldn't care about (but I am invested in their romance like a novella).

@haurchefaymeric I have just began to follow this blogeroo and honestly, the capture of this ship has ensnared me, it's so good.

@whitherliliesbloom look, Kiwi is fucking amazing with their edits of their gposes. They range between adorable and ethereal. And Illya is a fecking goddess, fight me.

@anomalilyxiv is the absolute unit that has a ship with Kiwi of their Lalas, Kaye and Lily. You get invested in their story and I just love them and the mun is one of the most kindest and sweetest people and am so honored to be friends with them.

I just...love the creativity and storytelling and passion from all of these moots I just tagged (sorry to clutter y'all notifs just now). Like, so fucking much that I just love seeing them on my dash. I want them to be happy AF creating their space on here as well as taking care of themselves when they need to.

Yes, I got sappy just now. I am not sorry.

[starswornoaths]

NAME!! for the rest prompt =3

under the cut bc spoilers for 5.0! Not fully angsty, per se, but is sad :< Thank you for the ask!

name. being so exhausted that they faintly whisper the name of someone they trust as they are carried to bed. 

Uriangier had insisted on carrying Serella down from the peak of Mt. Gulg, once Ryne had managed to stabilize her aether enough to ensure she didn’t turn into a godsforsaken Lightwarden. They’d scarce reached the base of the mountain before the miners were readying a stretcher for her. It was a long trip back to the Crystarium, they reasoned.

When Uriangier insisted he still take one of the handles of the stretcher, Uthengentle, Thancred, and Magnus each took the remaining corners to get her onto the airship that was freshly procured from Eulmore. Poor Dulia had to be gently talked down from joining them on the ship, with fervent promises from Alphinaud that he would keep them all apprised of what happened.

No one looked up higher than they needed to. No one wanted to see the sky.

The airship ride took entirely too long for any of their liking, but if that ride felt like eons, the march from the drop-off point at the gate to Spagyrics was as a blur; one moment, the airship door was opening, the next, Chessamile was fretting in between curt instructions on where to bring the Warrior of Darkness.

When the four men set the stretcher down, Uriangier was the first to move and lift Serella to the bed, but Thancred waved him off- “keep using your restorative magic, I’ll get her,” he reasoned, and the remaining Scions wondered how much of the two’s actions were an attempt at atonement for their personal transgressions. Uthengentle couldn’t muster it in him to chastise them for even thinking such; heartsick as he was, he could only flip through his Scholar’s tome with trembling hands, could only murmur incantations with a warbling voice, could only form the words with quivering lips.

Thancred gathered the Paladin in his arms as though she were made of porcelain. Her skin looked so akin to snowy plaster that he half feared he was right. Had her body become the husk from which a monstrosity would burst forth, he wondered darkly.

As he straightened to stand with her in his arms, Serella’s head rolled into his chest, her cheek gently tapping against his breastplate. He tensed when she stirred.

Through rasping breath and with lips only barely moving, she whispered, “Aymeric...?”

“...Sorry, sister mine. I’m a touch too short, and much too handsome to be him.” Thancred’s attempt at humor crumbled half way through, though as with all things he did, he pressed through it all the same.

And then he waited. They waited. Waited for her to quip back about how Thancred had once fawned over her fiance’s appearance in a drunken babble, or waited for her to joke about his fatherly tendencies. Waited for Serella to make it all okay again, as they always did. As she always did.

She did not wake. As she was tucked into a gurney and Chessamile ushered them out, they all wished they could feel like they hadn’t failed her.