Short introduction with tags! I will add more here as I build out certain characters, figure out how to word stuff, and get better at gpose. More characters below Hohoka!Β
Hohoka Hoka
A Dunesfolk Lalafellin woman with the magical power to keep moving forward and also insane magical power as a whole.Β A child of Thavnair with Eorzean blood throughout who dreamed of seeing the world. She is well-educated in matters of aether thanks to her Sharlyan tutor and in matters of the struggles of life due to a life-changing accident with her father, her only family. At her father's behest, she realized her childhood dreams at the age of 21 as she stared upon the gates of Ul'dah.
Kiyomi Umihou
An ex-courtesan Raen Auβra with a temper and a heart of gold. Growing up on the streets of Doma after being abandoned by her family, life was not kind to her and eventually, she ended up in a brothel. After years, she escaped and found comradery for the first time with the Confederacy, only to have to flee from her new home once her sketchy past caught up with her. Having grown up as she did, Kiyomi will give the shirt off her back, every gil to her name, and her dinner to those in need. But the greedy and those that mistreat others? They will only get her axe.
Aluette Verbena
A Veena Viera girl leaving behind war or at least she thought so. As a young child, Aluette was attached to her older sibling at the hip. Even when he had to leave home to become a Wood-Warder, she went with and trained the same as him. Years later, only war would prove capable of separating them as he gave himself over for her to escape. Now roaming, this gentle healer and friend of the forests shows compassion for all those around her.
Qihβtan Mujuuk / Quill Verbena
Once a Keeper of the Moon Miqo'te with an identity crisis; he found a new life, name, and home in Eorzea as a Rava Viera. The tenth son of a Bozjan Miqo'te mother but second youngest to the sister their mother loved more than life itself. His family torn across battle and all but abandoned by his mother, he found a certain peace in writing and became an excellent writer. Writing was only a mild salve to his woes and he decided to leave home to find who he is beyond his mother's tenth son.
Aisbryda Wyznbyrtwyn
A Sea Wolf Roegadyn pirate princess who escaped the family business in the cold, northern seas. She made for a new life far away in Ul'dah where she became a gladiator of much renown. After years in the ring, she was unqualified for jumping into a match between a young boy and a beast. So moved by her selfless bravery, the Sultana offered her a place with her Sworn. However, Aisbryda turned it down in favor of adventuring and became the first free paladin that she may protect others.
Faine / Fern Beltarois
An Ishgardian Elezen woman from a family of merchants who ran away from a loveless marriage. From a young age, everything she desired - to get dirty, explore, and even fight - clashed with everything she was told to be. It only got worse when she was finally of age and a spoiled princeling demanded her hand. Faine had other plans and stole off into the night. Now labeled a heretic, she travels free to be her own person.
Odinvel Urselmert
A Duskwright Elezen man who was raised as a weapon, but desired naught but peace and song. From the time he was born, his village worshipped and raised him as Odin reborn who would save them from Gridania's elementals. The weight was crushing and it only became terrifying worse when a red-masked man visited his village. Not wanting to find out what the elders' plans held for his future, Odinvel ran as fast as he could. However, when he arrived in Gridania, he found himself surrounded by all he was told to mistrust. It wasn't until he heard the sound of a harp deep in the South Shroud that he started to open up.
Albi Halibi
A Plainsfolk Lalafellin man with a deep love for history, especially that from Lalafellin societies across time. He spent most of his youth in the southern isles where he heard wonderous tales from passing merchants as he kept stock of inventory or enjoyed a glass of ale. The tales fascinated him and he struck out on his own to see these lands of legends. His plans were abruptly interrupted when his ship was captured by pirates. However, with his cunning, his imprisonment would not last long. He planted a secret message in the books for the Arcanists at Mealvaan's Gate and was saved by the Sisters.
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Odinvel awoke to a tight hold almost digging into his arm and whimpers from the same side. The side Farah fell asleep against some time ago. Even in the dark of the night with only the moon and stars for light, he could make out how her face scrunched in pain. Were the sky cave dark, he would still hear the incomprehensible mewls from her frowning lips and feel her desperate grasp still clinging to him. How it pained him to hear her struggle against her dreams night after night...
He couldn't bring himself to say so to Farah yet, but this had become common lately. Ever since she came across the massacre of her tribe. Odinvel himself still vividly recalled the red that painted her hands and clothes when she returned that evening. Her eyes low and wet with tears as she stood across camp.
And like that night, the first night of nightmares, his free hand ran through her hair and fingers danced along her horns. A soothing melody followed, hummed deep through his chest. He could only hope this would ease her subconscious burden and allow her to at least rest in peace. However, this night, it seemed to wake her up instead as her tired whisper of his name caught in his ears.
"Yes, dear?" he whispered back.
Minutes followed in silence, causing him to look back down to the woman at his side. Her own exhausted, sad eyes stared far across the Steppe. Until finally,
"Stay here. Please."
So, so gently he laid his lips against her hair, "I will always be here. Always."
OOH love is in the air, and what better way to celebrate than to have an excuse to post and view wolships all week! That sure is my way to do it! So hi, hello, and welcome to the week long mini-event inspired by valentine's day!
Make sure to use the hashtag: #XIV HEARTS ABLAZE
There are guidelines + written prompt list under read more, but the only real rule is: make sure to share some appreciation for others' creation as well. this is a event for the lovers, so let's spread that for all of xiv community on tumblr!!
β GUIDELINES:
all wolships are allowed! oc x canon / canon x canon / oc x oc / anything in between. alternatively, all ocs are welcome to join, even if they do not have a partner. show me how your guy express their love best, romantically or not!
this list is intended for every medium! I made sure to add quote prompts to make it easier for writers, but feel free to pick and choose whatever you want: gpose, art, gifs, writing, anything goes!
none of those prompts are mandatory, I tried to give multiple options just for the comfort of the people lol but pick as many (or as little) as you want, go for vibes alone, again anything goes!!
NSFT works are welcome as well! I made one or two days on a mildly more suggestive side, but again it's your choice on how to do these! just remember to tag and label them accordingly to those who don't wish to see this type of content!
if you can't make it on those dates, trust me, there's no time limit. this is intended for valentine's day week but if you ever feel like following it later, feel free to participate!!
Still, make sure to use and lurk on the hashtag: #XIV HEARTS ABLAZE ! let's share the love <33
β WRITTEN PROMPT LIST:
DAY 01: flowers / dance / βyou look beautifulβ
having thoughts about the dark knight questline in Final Fantasy 14 again.
The Darkness in your Heart comes to you and says
"You don't have to put up with this."
it says
"Life is hard and it hurts and the things you do to survive weigh on you. Good. They should. This is *hard* don't pretend like it isn't."
The Darkness in your Heart comes to you and says
"We give up so much to protect what we care about. Let us care about Ourselves. Let *me* care about *you*. Let me *protect* you."
it says
"I love you. I love you. I love you. I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you."
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Combining the alphabet and punctuation for prompt ideas this year for Au Ra August, feel free to use if you feel inspired! Excited to see everyone's creations! π
Here's the prompts in text form for anyone who wants them:
You're never gonna catch me saying stuff like, "Zenos had to die, in the end. He'd just hurt so many people. π’ It had to happen. π’"
Because I am one of those people who look at the long trail of blood behind the Warrior of Light, and their characterization moments in HW, where they pursue vengeance, in SB, where they're like, "I'll kill your god even if I don't have to," in the entire Dark Knight questline, and I go, "Yeah, nah, we both should be dead, then."
The Warrior of Light forges numerous relic weapons that use the blood of people to give it strength, when you think about it, but nope. It's ZENOS who's the only monster here.
There are so many quests in the beginning of the WoL's adventurer career where people go, "Go KILL this guy/these people/these beast men," and WoL just goes, "Okay! :)" and commences to slaughtering without prejudice.
But some people gonna try and take the moral high road.
Dark Knight was introduced with Heavensward, which starts off revealing how Well the Warrior of Light is mentally. Which is what I would say, "Holding on but Very Angry and Very Upset." Because, at this point, the WoL has come to the realization that they are extremely powerful, they have a strong desire to be of service, and those they serve are frequently USING them. They are frequently taken advantage of because of their strength and their unwillingness to tell someone, "No."
And, like. If you out this characterization alongside what's going on during the time of base HW, when Haurchefant dies, after Aymeric has been tortured by his own father and the military force meant to be protecting people, yeah. The Warrior of Light wants blood. The same way Raubahn fucking lost his shit when he thought Nanamo died.
But the slight difference between Raubahn's scene and WoL's is that Raubahn's rage is shown as, y'know, angry as a bull. You can see on his face what he's feeling before he cuts a man in half. ...The Warrior of Light's face has no change. It is neutral. They have just slain all of the Heavensward knights AND the ruling leader of Ishgard, and as Thordan dies and questions the sheer BEING that is the Warrior of Light, the Warrior of Light stares down at him with Nothing.
Which is not to say the WoL is ~evil~ or anything. We can easily justify why we killed the Heavensward and Thordan, claim it was to save the world and end a thousand year war, but we all fucking know the real reason the WoL did that was to avenge Haurchefant, because the camera makes POINT to center on his killer's fucking body afterwards.
People wanna talk about what Zenos is willing to do to get his friend's attention, up to and including killing his own father and destroying his inherited empire, but nobody really breathes about the instances the Warrior of Light has wiped people out in retribution.
Or, even worse, because the Scions told them to. Or the Grand Company leaders told them to. Y'know, like how Zenos just mowed down whoever was on the battlefield Garlemald told him to go fight on.
And. And. Funny little thing in Dawntrail. Spoiler alert:
When you do the wrestling raid, the guy asks you to fight to help bring smiles to people's faces and the Warrior of Light just frowns. Until the announcer changes tactics and goes, "And we'll give you the bestest armor ever!" And THEN the WoL is like, "Yay! Armor! :) I'll do it."
LIKE! Sorry to tell ya this folks, but the Warrior of Light do be a little violent! For fun! They do consider enemies stupid for trying to fight them! It's in the Dark Knight quests!
When the Garlean character calls WoL a monster, that they slaughtered all their friends in Praetorium like it was nothing, the player is supposed to recognize that the WoL's actions in that moment are no different than Zenos' actions in Rhalgr's Reach.
You can reason that the WoL was just trying to stop Gaius from using Ultima weapon, and that's a virtuous deed. But that reasoning does not negate the fact that 1) Garlemald's forces are heavily supplemented with conscripts from conquered nations, 2) the Warrior of Light does not discriminate which soldiers they kill, 3) the Warrior of Light does not linger on the bloodshed they caused there.
Nor do they stay their hand when dealing with tempered "beast" tribes. Or dealing with thieves and poachers in Gridania who are trying to survive because the greater Gridanian government wants them gone and wants them to assimilate or die.
Like.
I don't CARE that someone's personal interpretation of their WoL is sunshine and rainbows. Good for you. But, as stated above, to deny the CAPABILITY for Game!WoL to destroy everyone in their path and the WILLINGNESS and DESIRE to do so undermines the character.
If not told by Erenville or Koana not to turn people into fingerpaint, there's a very real assumption that in-game WoL would of killed those people outright just because they had threatened and/or harmed people WoL knew. Which would have left them with no information. But WoL's not thinking about information. WoL Smash.
You already know what time it is! We're thrilled to bring you another year of #lalapril, a month of creation dedicated to celebrating Lalafells! Let's do this together! πΏ
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it's always so fascinating and heartbreaking when a character in a story is simultaneously idolized and abused. a chosen prophet destined for martyrdom. a child prodigy forced to grow up too fast. a powerful warrior raised as nothing but a weapon. there's just something so uniquely messed up about singing someone's praises whilst destroying them.
DND character who accidentally becomes a paladin at their wedding bc they meant their wedding vows a little too hard and invents the Oath of Love subclass. Is this anything
People reblogging this with "this is just oath of devotion" no. Wrong. Oath of Devotion is an inherently lawful good oath devoted to the ideals of classical chivalry. It is an oath to serve all of the weak and defenseless in need of protection.
This is an idea I came up with after reading abt Oath of the Crown and realizing paladins don't have to be dedicated to ideals and ideals alone. That you can swear fealty to a mortal individual and still receive paladin powers from the strength of your conviction alone. This is about loving someone so much that the universe is forced to bend to the sheer force of your love, the fierceness of your vows as you speak them at a ceremony that you did not expect to gain anything from except the lawful right to remain at your beloved's side.
Some genuine "true love" bs that blurs the line between a paladin oath and a warlock pact. No alignment required you can be as evil or deceitful as you want to everyone else so long as all of your actions are out of pure, faithful, and honest love to your one person and that person only. Wifeguy hours taken to the farthest possible extreme of the new 5e paladin lore rules to result in accidental powers.
i don't "date" and i don't "chill" and i don't "hang out." i make pacts. i swear oaths. i forge unbreakable bonds. this makes me a cool breezy person to take on road trips et cetera
Hohoka summons her longtime friends (and my 7 other OCs) when using Azem's crystal. They all have their own lives, but they're always happy to help. Kiyomi, Quill, and Aluette have also marked a second-in-command just in case. After the first time with Elidibus, Hohoka makes sure to linkpearl her friends that they might get summoned shortly.
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Eos sat around a campfire with the eight Words of Azem, her best friends and helpers met from journeys over the years. Today they drank, laughed, danced, and sang like it was the end of the world. Because it was. The star was to be sundered this very day, Venat told her. Anytime now and everything would cease to exist.
Eos took a deep breath in, closing her gray eyes. She focused internally on her aether for the last important task she had left to do as Azem. Manipulating the aether of her own soul, she drew in memories and emotions. Her friends that surrounded her, her loves that couldn't be there with her now. The joy, regret, love, and hope she took into her very soul. She held close to those memories and prayed with her hands cupped within each other to her chest.
May these memories and emotions serve and guide you well, my little familiar.
She opened her yellow eyes as the world came to an end.
Hohoka combed through the clothing selection of Section Nine with an artisan's eye. If they were going to try and blend in here, where better to start? Though she hadn't intended on the overpowering amount of color before her now. The bright, almost iridescent materials were unlike anything she had seen across the star.
Her gaze landed on a red and black jacket, an understated piece amongst an overwhelming splash of color. She took it off the rack, looking it over. It seemed comfortable yet snug, but Hohoka had never seen so many zippers on a jacket before! Her small hands unzipped the jacket carefully and shrugged it on. She couldn't deny it fit well and, by her hum, she made no attempt to hide it. This would work. She zipped the jacket up and went to buy it.
