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🔵Happy Aymeric Day!🔵

Welcome everyone to Wolmeric Week 2023!

I’m your hostess for this event. The prompt list is available now for you and I look forward to seeing what you come up with. OC x Aymeric and polyamorous ships with Aymeric also welcomed.

All creative media accepted: fic, art, gpose, videos, etc.

Please tag your spicy work accordingly.

I’ll be rebloging your works to this account, so make sure to use the tags:

#wolmericweek #wolmericweek2023

I look forward to May and I hope you do as well!

-Lumeria de Borel

P.S. I’m also hosting the event over at Twitter

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Wolmeric Week 2023

Prompts List

May 1st: First Meeting

May 2nd: First Kiss

May 3rd: AU

May 4th: Date

May 5th: Vacation

May 6th: Home

May 7th: Future

May Eightmeric: Aymeric Day

Wolmeric Week 2023

#8: Aymeric Day

From the Lord Commander’s Personal Log

2nd Sun of the Sixth Umbral Moon, Year 5 of 7th Astral Era

Today, as the Lord Speaker of the House of Lords and the Lord Commander of the Temple Knights, I breathe a momentary sigh of relief as the blasphemy known as Profane Fafnir was defeated yesterday evening, with the much needed and greatly appreciated assistance of Count Artoirel de Fortemps and the Warrior of Light, Hali Aloke. Though the star is still very much in danger, and anyone can still turn into a blasphemy at anytime, the main threat to Ishgard has been averted, for now at least.

Yet, as just a man, I am struggling with keeping my composure.

I have recently been informed that the Scions of the Seventh Dawn have a plan to avert the Final Days and save our star. In a few days time, they will be flying on a starship to the edge of the universe, in order to confront the entity known as Meteion. Which means, that Hali will be fighting the greatest enemy she has ever faced, and with the highest of stakes… that all life on the star will end. The Warriors of Light and the Scions are the only ones that can save us all. To the Fury, I pray that she returns home safely, and that this will not be the last time that I will ever see her. I desperately hope that my prayers will be enough to keep her safe.

‘Tis rather infuriating… once again, I am forced to remain behind, while everything lies in her hands. This time, an unimaginable burden rests upon Hali’s shoulders.

Therefore, though I believe she is no longer in danger from the Ishgardian populace, now that the situation with the Church moving forward has at last been addressed, I will still refrain from voicing my feelings aloud to her. I would only be burdening her further if I were to tell her now. She needs to focus on her duty, not on matters of the heart.

And yet… when I see her face, her sparkling eyes and her sweet yet brilliant smile, I must will myself from allowing the words to fall from my lips.

[AO3 Link]

Coda, Post-Canon

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A portrait, then, of a man:

A statesman. The father of modern Ishgard. A man with a careful word for every conflict, a clever bargain for every impasse, a measured comfort for every wound.

A fighter, who breached the heavens of Sohr Khai, and did battle with the elder wyrm Hraesvelgr, and didst so win his favour to confront Nidhogg.

A survivor, who didst stand ‘pon the fields of the once lost Eastlands and met the dying of the moon with dignity, compassion, and with the defense and saving of many lives.

A foundling.

A bastard.

An idea.

They will sing of these things, for hundreds of years.

Here is the story that will never die:

Once upon a time, a man fell in love, and it changed everything.

Once upon a time, love lit the way.

And it will again,

and again,

and again.

Forevermore.