#wolisaie

Hi, I'm really obsessed with my Warrior of Light OC right now, and a lot changed since the last time I made one of these, so it's time for a new one.

Veita Svanasch was born in Bozja, raised and educated in Garlemald, and fled to Eorzea at the age of 16 years old, arriving in her 18th year due to the length of the trip. A student of mathematics and aetherology, she was a quick study with arcanima, and soon established herself as a one-of-a-kind expert with it, publishing several papers on the study of arcanima throughout history. Though she has since branched out into a number of fields, Veita's early study of arcanima has informed her technique with everything else she's ever tried.

Born a few short years before the Bozja Incident, tragedy has been a constant companion in Veita's life, taking most everyone she's ever held dear. Still, though she is afraid to express it, she bears in her heart an endless love, for her comrades, for the star, and for everything in it.

As of the end of Dawntrail, Veita is 25 years old, and though she hasn't had the time she might have liked to learn to cope with her losses, she is trying her best every day, and will, one day, learn to open up again.

If you would like to read more, at the time of this post, I have written two fics about her, and am working on a third! Any future updates will be added to this series:

On the day heaven tried to take my soul You came down like in fairy tales of old I said "Open your white wings for me" And you said "Close your eyes and just believe" You're made of darkness and fire, my friend I think the world may be coming to an end But when heaven and hell do collide Know that I'll always be there by your side

she's the same age as them too so I'm imagining viera go through a similar thing as elezen that they come into their full height around their late teens/early twenties. xephesi just happened to hit her growth spurt first :)

and these two are, like... y'know...

The silence of The First’s strange desert felt quite oppressive, with the mix of the blinding lights from the sky and the reflection of that light on the sand. Jane moved cautiously, the echo of her footsteps resonating in that lonely landscape, constantly wondering where Alisaie could be...

G'raha had told her she could start by looking for both twins, and without a doubt, she decided to begin with her best friend. After all, Alisaie was the last one she saw depart, and... especially after that promise, the one where they swore they’d never part ways, she felt the duty to find her.

The sight of those eternal lights, with no night to offer any respite, could hardly compare to the constant worry she felt for her best friend. But there was something more. Something deeper that made this reunion even more necessary... She had to openly express her feelings about that sweet friendship.

Alisaie had always been by her side in every moment: the endless nights of insomnia, and the grueling, non-stop training sessions. She had been an immense help to the Warrior of Light, and Jane needed to express how grateful she was for that friendship.

Suddenly, Jane spotted a familiar figure in the distance, moving with great determination. Alisaie! Her firm, resolute demeanor was unmistakable.

Jane felt a sudden rush in her chest, a mix of relief and surprise. Her friend seemed much stronger, but also more tired, as if she were carrying a new burden on her shoulders.

As Jane ran closer, Alisaie stopped, fixing her gaze on the Au Ra mage, her best friend. Her eyes, filled with emotion and disbelief, seemed to search for confirmation that what she saw wasn’t an illusion—that it really was the WoL.

“Y-You… it’s you! No... it can’t be, are yo—”

Her voice, initially firm, wavered with disbelief. But before she could finish, she was interrupted by Jane's arms wrapping around her, pulling her into an embrace as she began to sob.

“I… I missed you, Alisaie…”

Those words sent a shiver through the Elezen’s body, and she simply returned the tight embrace with even more strength than her counterpart.

“Damn it... I thought I’d never see you again…”

It was barely a whisper, loaded with emotion. Everything she had wanted to say before that incident began to pile up in her throat, trapped by the intensity of the hug.

I have no particular reason why I picked Clive and Jill for them to dress up as.

chapter 2 is up babey!

Fandom: FFXIV Characters: WoL, named WoL, Miqo'te WoL, Alisaie Leveilleur, Original Female Character, Original Character(s), Alphinaud Leveilleur, Crystal Exarch, Lyna Rating: M Pairing: WoL/Alisaie Leveilleur, WoL/Original Female Character Words: 4,414 Summary: K'vira talks with Leveret about her feelings towards Alisaie and the first step of the Exarch's plan starts.

“When did you realize this?” Leveret questioned. 

“‘Fore the Tesleen incident,” K’vira mumbled. 

The two were mere inches apart now, their breath mingling together as they looked at one another. 

“I just---” K’vira shrugged, heat blooming in her cheeks as she thought of the moment she realized her feelings had shifted. “We were just walking, and the light hit her just right and I thought: wow, you’re beautiful, you’re amazing, I love you.” 

“So, what do you plan to do about this?” Leveret asked, head now propped up on her muscular arm so she could better see her partner. “Do you want to woo her? I don’t think you can just handle a tryst with her, Alphinaud would kill you.”