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βaureia malathar
she/her. warrior of light. half-elezen + half-hyur. ex-garlean operative. combat specialist. mage. either making up for the past or burying her trauma six fulms deep, there is no in-between.
β’ cast the stones away β wol x fordola | angst, friends with benefits/enemies to lovers, self-hatred | 4,008 words [complete]
β’ a world made of roses β wol x aymeric | romance, smut, marriage proposals | 3 chapters | 9,444 words [complete]
β’ maybe there's a heart β wol x sidurgu | angst, hurt/comfort, heartbreak, break up | 2,716 words [complete]
β’ stolen hours β wol x thancred | angst, nightmares, hurt/comfort | 2,165 words [complete]
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In all his many years, Aymeric would never have considered putting βrainβ and βwarmβ together in the same sentence, and while intellectually he knew that warmth and rain must exist somewhere in the world simultaneously, knowing and experiencing were altogether different things. And so here he stood, arms outstretched and face turned heavensward, in the garden. And the rain was warm.
The soil was gentle and pliant beneath his bare feet as he ambled around with no real destination. The sound of distant songbirds still rang through their little clearing, mingling with the rhythm of droplets on leaves on their way to the ground. He could feel the shirt sticking to his back and the curls clinging to his forehead and neck.
A creaking could be heard over the sound of the rain, and he turned to look back at the house. Estinien was leaning back in the swing seat, wearing naught but a pair of trousers, watching him sleepily while gently rocking himself with a foot.
βEnjoying the weather?β he asked quietly, low enough to carry without breaking the stillness.
Aymeric just held out a hand invitingly. With a slight shake of his head, Estinien stood and stepped out from under the awning into the rain with him. Within seconds his hair was plastered in long ropes to his bare chest, scales glittering under the droplets that collected there. His steps were nearly silent across the damp ground as he approached, taking Aymericβs hand and pulling him in close.
Aymeric closed the final gap to pull him into a languid good morning kiss. Estinienβs skin on his was even warmer than the rain, the heat radiating off of him.
βGood morning, my love.β
βMorning.β
βIs Kit still asleep?β
βAye. Iβm sure sheβll be awake soon enough.β
βSo much for our plans to hike the mountain today.β
βIβm sure we can find something else to do until the storm passes.β
Aymeric tilted his head back again and closes his eyes, letting the rain wash over his face. Estinien took the opportunity to press a trail of kisses along the hollow of his throat.
A soft rustle of leaves came from near the second floor of the house.
βThere she is,β Estinien murmured without looking up.
Blinking against the water on his eyelashes Aymeric could see Kitali walking along the top of the brick wall, bare as the day she was born, holding out a hand into the rain. He watched her fondly as she stepped over the vines that had grown in their absence and continued towards the large overhanging tree at the back. He could only compare her to scenes of Nophica, hair wild and unbound stepping through her earthly garden.
βAre you planning to bathe in it?β Estinien turned to call up to her.
βMaybe.β
They both just chuckled.
βHave you eaten yet?β Estinien asked him.
βNo, I uhβ¦β -he gestured around them- βI got distracted.β
Now it was Estinienβs turn to pull at him, back inside to where their primitive kitchen was set up against one of the few walls in the lower level, wringing his hair out onto the floorboards. A fire was lit, the kettle filled and hung over it, and some of the fruits theyβd gathered the day before were peeled and sliced. Kitali joined them after a time, still damp and smelling faintly of soap. Aymeric could feel his own hair thickening with the humidity as it dried out.
βI can go see how the light house has held up, if we wanted to watch the storm properly,β Kitali offered as she picked up a berry from the bowl.
βIs the rain going to be different at the top of the light house?β Estinien joked.
βNo, but the view would be better.β
βThe light house doesnβt have a porch swing, though,β Aymeric pointed out.
Kitali just tilted her head in agreement.
Aymeric accepted the cup of steaming tea from Estinien and went to sit on the swing seat once more. The cushion was faintly cool to the touch as he sat, the wicker creaking as he leaned back. Estinien banked the embers of the fire and joined him on his right, Kitali vanishing upstairs and reappearing moments later wrapped loosely in a robe.
The rain was starting to come down harder, the wind picking up and blowing through the open level of the house, but they were comfortable beneath the roof and content to wait it out. The mountain would still be there tomorrow.
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I've been thinking about this a lot recently since I do want to play Dawntrail, but I also have no desire to start paying for a ffxiv sub and log in regularly ever again.
I stopped playing because I was very busy and I needed to prioritize my job over playing an MMO because I am very bad at managing my time in a game that never ends. When you're self-employed and are responsible for enforcing your own work hours it's very easy to tell yourself that you're just going to play for a few more hours, and then get work done.
It's never just a few hours.
Ultimately it was easier for me to cancel my sub and remove ffxiv as a distraction completely. I was pretty burnt out on it when I quit, and the more I thought about it the more I knew I didn't want to play DT at launch. I didn't mean to take this much time off from a game I enjoy, it's just one month rolled into another and then whoops two years went by like it was nothing.
but also think just saying "i didn't mean to take this much time off" like an mmo is job that you clock into and take vacation hours from is a little... hm. dystopian.
And now I kind of have. Anxiety. About picking it up againβnot about group content or navigating the chat or messing up mechanics, but more about having it as a thing I feel like I have to play or gpose every day because I'm subbed.
Mods and third-party tools are also a mental barrierβat this point I don't want to spend a lot of time setting things up, I don't want to mess around with it. At all. I don't want to spend more than 10 minutes on it. I don't want the desire to gpose and mess around with fun screenshots to become more important than making fanart and fanfic.
I enjoy having my shaders and limited mods (Aureia needs her half-elezen ears), but one of the reasons I don't tend to return to games I modded in the pastβDAI is one of themβis because I don't want to have to re-mod the game. I can't just sit down and play, there's a whole other level of set-up I have to do. I know I don't have to, but it's not as easy as saying "just play without mods." When you started out with a modded experience, it's hard to flip back to the unmodded one. Maybe this is why I primarily prefer playing on console now so I don't have to make that choice.
ffxiv is both a source of great joy and creativity. I would not have started my art journey without it, and I also wouldn't have gotten back into writing fanfic. But xiv is also where I experienced the worst social fandom blow-up I have ever had. Broken friendships suck and take time to heal, but I still have negative feelings about the social aspects of ffxiv and how it changes people. And in some ways it does contribute to my fear that I am going to be ignored or abandoned in-game. Is it a rational fear? Probably not. But it's there.
I feel guilty for even voicing this in the first place since I don't want my aversion to being subbed to make anyone feel bad for staying subbed. I just don't think I am the type of person who enjoys the MMO aspects of the MMOβI like the story and the characters and the world and the lore, but I also need the games I play to have an endpoint. I like having things to work on in a game because I like the feeling of accomplishment, but I don't like when the amount of things to do is infinite and ever-growing because the developers keep adding new material with no end in sight.
I want to wander the xiv world again. I want to go out and harvest a bunch of plants as a botanist in the zones I like with the music on full blast. I want to do gold quests I never did. I want to replay sections of MSQ I enjoy and or job quests I love. I miss sitting in the Crystarium working on my little crafting projects and making a bunch of housing items to sell on the MB. I want to play Dawntrail and see what the next chapter of the game is like.
But I also get a twist in my stomach whenever I think about it and I put it off for another month.
really i think i should just play xiv like a single-player game and resub when i feel like playing it and unsub when i don't, seasonal events and patch releases be damned.
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sometimes i have strong opinions but they're also so inane that halfway through writing a post i'll be like "yeah, this is Absolutely not worth the energy it's taking" and delete everything. but then the opinion is still in my head. and i still want to share it. so within five minutes i go "you know, i bet i can phrase it more succinctly this time" and anyway. you all see where this is going. sometimes i do this four times in a row before i give up on the specific inane opinion and instead write a vague post about the concept of opinions as if that'll satisfy the urge to post the entirety of my inner monologue online. may or may not be relevant to what you're reading right now. and now all our lives have been enriched. you're welcome