I’m going to guess that’s a game other than FFXIV.

Because I can’t answer anything but FFIV (FFII SNES). Though I’d played FF1 on the NES, it wasn’t until FFIV came out that I really fell in love with JRPGs. Keep in mind, they were new to the US audience at the time, so I was really blown away experiencing my first “video game with a story.” 

So it was my first “fandom” (before the Internet was a thing), and I wrote fanfiction (before I even knew there was a term for it) that I still maintain online today. In fact, I still create a webcomic based around an AU that my best friend (Scylla) and I develop together! 

So, I’d say that FFIV is my favorite game. ;) 

(cont.)  I know things must be difficult currently so I sent you some goodies that I hope will lift the spirits, as well as a gift for the little one! Take care of yourself and get plenty of rest. - Jade. p.s. Velari’s wishing you well also!” Inside the package, there is a crochet sunflower baby blanket, along with an assortment of goodies for the parents, including a wheat pack, lavender aromatherapy oil, Divine Comfort tea blend and an assortment of pastries.

Surely enough, as Y’aromirr finished reading the letter aloud to his husband, he glanced up to see Shiun sorting through the aforementioned ‘goodies’. Well, most of them - Y’aro could all to easily recognize his husband’s ‘I don’t have anything in my mouth’ face, and could assume Shiun had already taken his portion of whatever sweets were included as he listened. Good... Shiun didn’t have much to indulge in since selflessly swearing off drinking with him, and it was nice to see him get at least some kind of treat. He deserved to be the one cooked for more often..

“Here...” The Seeker beckoned, then quickly swapped arm-loads with his husband. As Shiun adjusted his glasses into position to take a read for himself, Y’aro nudged the broad side of his nose to the Raen’s shoulder lovingly as he passed by him, and Shiun made certain to nudge back with his horn. With his arms full of gifts to sort in the cellar and his thoughts full of thanks and adoration for his friends, Y’aromirr practically skipped into the basement as if propelled by his swirl-coated tail’s swings. Thankfully only one person was home to observe him as he had to double back for his pen set was one who was a touch too smitten with him to tell anyone else about the embarrassing blunder...

Y’aromirr smiled in a utterly gentle way over the subject as he bobbed his head along, eye cast aside, thinking over the best possible way to phrase himself - Romance was always something he could not bear stumble over his words on.

“I waited v-very many years to find a person who called out to my heart in a w-way I trusted, and f-for most of them... I considered myself to be incapable of b-being seen as a lover to someone. A partner... companion.. a-any term, I knew people would meet me and see...” He paused... then exhaled the last  as his posture deflated, “.. Well, me. A-and that didn’t improve after my untimely retirement..”

Futzing with his forelock in one hand as his elbow rested in the other, Y’aromirr managed back his usual sunny smile to continue.

“S-since I met Shiun... and, well, m-most importantly since we’ve become husbands... I would wait for seven thousand summers before kn-knowing one sunrise with him, for it would be th-the most beautiful moment of my life. W-were we not yet partnered, I... kn-knowing how I feel now, I’d stand by him until the seas and sky were no more for n-nothing more than his friendship. I adore him, e-every piece.. And I d-don’t honestly think I could lose interest or love for him even if I were told to at th-the end of a blade..”

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Miahtoux ran his finger down the page of his notebook. It was filled with his own narrow, angular handwriting... filled with diagrams and figures and tables of numbers... Aether levels... crystal sizes... aether frequencies... length of time of projection... countless observations meticulously recorded and laid out so that he could reference it.

Eventually he found the part of the table he was looking for, taking a moment to memorise the figures and refer to the mounds of books around him for the volume he needed. He really should have located it before now... it would have saved time.... but who ever said he was efficient? Accurate perhaps... but far from efficient. This was how it always was though, books... notes... books again... more notes... looking for the tiniest little detail to prove his theories... his new magic... his new method... maybe one day he'd make significant enough headway for this spell to work...

He leant back in his chair, doubt suddenly filling the silence of the room... What if all this was pointless? What if it would never work and he'd never succeed? "What's the matter? Don't think you're good enough? Don't think you're worthy? Rest assured... my dear Miathoux... I feel the same."Miahtoux lifted shaking hands to his ears. Elbows resting on the table... why was that even here... even in the midst of his beloved research... he couldn't escape.

I’d say higher levels of mathematics most likely discombobulate her a bit, as it’s something she never learned very well and beyond basic skills, and what she needs to use within her alchemy, she has no need for a lot of it? 

I’m sure there’s some other things, but there’s not coming to me after just waking up. 

Thank you for the ask dork, @velarishiku

just let me craft it then :^)

AHRGJK not u too >:( 

Wedding Planning Mode Engaged.

ft. @velarishiku