everyone's fine with wolgraha and wolemet and most people are okay with emetwolgraha but the second you take away the wol and are left with emetgraha then it's "toxic yaoi" and "repulsive"
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everyone's fine with wolgraha and wolemet and most people are okay with emetwolgraha but the second you take away the wol and are left with emetgraha then it's "toxic yaoi" and "repulsive"

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i love people taking graha's boat monologue to be about whoever they ship him with (mostly their WoLs) like to me he is 100% talking about emet selch and already i am going crazy
emet-selch and crystal exarch’s dynamic is also extremely funny to me
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Rating: T
Word count: 1.5k
Relationship: Emet-Selch/Crystal Exarch
Summary: It started simply enough, a single petal, the Exarch almost dismissed as a trick of the light
https://archiveofourown.org/works/56865274
Rating: T
Word count: 1.5k
Relationship: Emet-Selch/Crystal Exarch
Summary: It started simply enough, a single petal, the Exarch almost dismissed as a trick of the light

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Emet-Selch/G'raha Tia | Crystal Exarch, implied past Azem/Emet-Selch/Hythlodaeus/Original Character Characters: Emet-Selch (Final Fantasy XIV), G'raha Tia | Crystal Exarch Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Patch 5.0: Shadowbringers (Final Fantasy XIV), what's gayer: gay sex or whatever these two have going on?, Brief Mentions of Named Azem, POV Emet-Selch (Final Fantasy XIV), Enemies With Benefits (The Benefits Are Tea And Gossip), i genuinely don't know how else to tag this tbh, set during the century before the wol gets summoned to the First, it's canon compliant in that you can't prove it DIDN'T happen Summary:
In truth, though, there is only one question Emet-Selch wants answered by this place, and it is thus: from whence have you come? All other quandaries posed by the Tower, its keeper, his eight-times-Rejoined soul, and what he truly means to accomplish by dragging himself and it across the rift to a doomed shard can, Emet-Selch believes, be explained by that single answer - or if not explained, at least further opined on, and if there is something he is singularly good at doing, it is having opinions. And yet five decades have passed since Hydaelyn’s irritatingly-well-timed interference and the Tower’s appearance and he has gained naught. Not even a hint of the Crystal Exarch’s past.
Thus Emet-Selch’s unannounced materialization in the Umbilical at half past four in the afternoon, when a cursory inspection of the Exarch’s other usual haunts, including his favored sitting room, turned up nothing but scattered papers and a long-cold pot of tea that must have been brewed and summarily forgotten.
clutching my emetexarch fanon in my cold hands that the reason emet bothered to shoot the exarch was because he Had To stop him from dying for his own sanity
let me wax more poetic about enemies AND lovers
being on opposing sides of the war, both losing yourselves for causes that are at odds
loving somebody and feeling dirty and wrong and disgusting for it but in their arms is the only place you feel at peace (and then they leave, or maybe it is you who leaves, but either way you are back on your respective relentless pursuits, forgetting again who you really are. or maybe the mission is all there ever was of you)
being with them only reminds you of who you are and renews your resolve that sometimes you shamefully feel slipping. they remind you of what you are fighting for (even if it is against them)
i hate you/ you're the only one who can ever understand me
(yes this is just emetexarch)