It's our first Haurchefant Day with the new graphics, so of course I had to take lots of pics of him to celebrate.
As dapper as can be! He cleans up well.đ(Big thanks to this mod!)
And a whole bunch of him with his family. Sure, Haurchefant's home life was rough much of the time, but not always.
Catching up with Yaelle and Corentieaux at Camp Dragonhead, plus squats with the lads. (I want you all to know that I synced Haurchefant's squats perfectly with the other guys.)
Last but not least, him with Francel. BFFsđ
I'd like to pose some wolchefant in a bit, but first I need to recover from doing all of these back-to-back lol.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Emmanellain de Fortemps & Warrior of Light
Characters: Emmanellain de Fortemps, Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), Yaelle (Final Fantasy XIV)
Additional Tags: Oneshot, Ficlet, Encouragement, Patch 3.0: Heavensward Spoilers (Final Fantasy XIV), Implied/Referenced Character Death, Low Self-Esteem, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Not Beta Read
Summary:
Prompt: Suit
Emmanellain makes Drakyr some tea, and for once, it's not awful.
Notes: Man oh man, I have a lot of feelings about Emmanellain and his anxiety/confidence issues and man they're really coming out with this writing challenge. Yes, Emmanellain is funny, but I am of the mind that he does, in fact, have it in him to continue growing as a character/person and you can't convince me otherwise.
               âThank you, Emmanellain,â said Drakyr as she took a mug of tea from him with a smile. The quiet afternoon brought her to Camp Dragonhead. Honoroit wasnât there, leaving her to catch up with Emmanellain one-on-one.
               âYou are most welcome, old girl.â
               They clinked their mugs in a casual cheer and took a sip.
               âAh, still not quite as good as Haurchefantâs, but Iâd like to think I have improved,â Emmanellain remarked.
               âWorry not, I think you have too.â
               âThank you!â Emmanellainâs beaming smile turned bittersweet as he briefly glanced over his shoulder to Haurchefantâs portrait. âI still have far to go. Not just in terms of brewing a good cuppa, of course. I cannot thank you enough for your support and your company. I worry that I would flounder without you and Honoroit. Responsibility does not yet fully suit me, I fear.â
               Drakyrâs heart ached for him. It seemed Emmanellain was not only trying to find himself, but while surrounded by people who had come to assume the worst of him. Outwardly, her smile never wavered.
               âYouâre growing into it more every time I see you. Thereâs much to be said for strength of heart that you develop, one success and one failure at a time.â
               Emmanellainâs smile brightened again. âThank you. I shall do my best to remember that.â
               Several minutes later, Emmanellain had to leave for a moment. Yaelle approached Drakyr.
               âShall I take that from you while he's gone?â Yaelle whispered, referring to the tea. Her nose scrunched as she looked into Drakyrâs mug. Emmanellainâs tea was typically terrible.
               Drakyr shook her head. âNo, thank you. He really has gotten better. The tea isâŠtolerable today,â she replied as she took another sip.
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Excuse me lady! But I so do enjoy your Haurchefant. Could you write a sweet fluff piece of Haurchefant day dreaming about the WoL's next visit to Camp Dragonhead? Weirdness and all? Thank you!
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Germanotta sidles up to Corentiauxâs side, tugging Yaelle along with her for a knight-ly congregation. She looks up to Corentiaux and Yaelle both, her lips pulling down in a pensive frown. ââŠHow long has our lord been in this state?â
âA bell, at least,â Yaelle says mildly, her expression hardly shifting from its usual serious mein.Â
Corentiaux makes a thoughtful sound, looking down at the hyur with a shake of his head. âNay, longer. He has been⊠rather distracted as of late.â
Yaelle makes a breathy sound through her nose, almost a snort if she were not so dignified. âAn understatement, to be certain.â
Germnotta crosses her arms. ââŠThe Warrior of Light has sent word that they would pass through our Camp soon enough on one of their missions. I have little doubt that is to be the reason for this.âÂ
Corentiaux and Yaelle both give agreeing hums, crossing their arms along with Germanotta as they nod their heads in unison.Â
âOf course.â
âA reasonable hypothesis.â
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Lord Haurchefantâs smile could be described as dreamy. Besotted, smitten, positively love-struck. His quill hovers over the parchment he had been working on for the last two bells, a blot of ink spreading across his return response to his eldest brother. He would need to start over again.Â
Ah, but how to focus on such trivial things when the Warrior of Light was soon to grace him with their presence again?Â
Would they come see him? Would they smile? Tell him they had missed him the very same as he had them?
Haurchefant drops his quill to cup his cheeks, sighing wistfully.
He could just imagine them now. Bursting through the doors to make their way to his desk. Their usual stoic, warrior mask softening at the sight of him. Their smile warm enough to melt even the iciest of hearts.Â
âLord Haurchefant,â They would say so softly. âI missed you ever so much.âÂ
And then they would reach across his desk for him, pulling him in to kiss them deeply, passionately - breathing, âLord Haurchefant, Lord Haurchefant.âÂ
Ah, but should they not call him merely Haurchefant as he had asked?
âLord Haurchefant!âÂ
Haurchefant startles, snapping out of his daydream as he is shaken forcefully. His head bobbing forwards and backwards. âLord Haurchefant, snap out of it!âÂ
Haurchefant shakes his head, palms curling over the smaller hands that grasped his collar. Germanotta stood at his chair, her hands twisted in his collar.
âGer, whatâŠ?â
Germanotta frowns at him, gesturing to his desk with one hand. âYou spilled your ink whilst lost in a daydream, my lord.â
Haurchefant tips his head to stare at the slowly spreading pool of ink across his desk. It seems he had tipped over his inkpot in the midst of his daydream.Â
âHow clumsy of me.âÂ
Thankfully enough it seemed his knight had the sense to gather up the rest of his finished documents before they were horribly stained. Haurchefant plucks up the ink-stained parchment that was to be the letter to Artoirel.Â
âAh, wellâŠâÂ
Germanotta bops him on the head with the stack of papers, her lips quirking in the barest of smiles. âI know you are eager to see them, my lord, but pray do not become so lost in your imaginings that you make a larger work load for yourself. You do wish to have time to interact with them, no?â
Haurchefant smiles sheepishly. âOf course, Ger. My thanks for your timely rescue.â
Corentiaux and Yaelle share a look, sighing with a smile as Germanotta looks at their Lord Haurchefant with such clear fondness. Helping him to clean up the mess of spilled ink with nary a complaint.Â
The Warrior of Light was due to arrive any moment now.
Hello Aragorn, I thought I might ask you this since all the ladies love you. I'm currently studying abroad, and I think at least one of the guys in my class may be hitting on me? I'm not sure because 1. I don't have experience being hit on and 2. we are from different countries of origin and have to use what is a second language to both, plus their accents aren't always easy to understand. I have a boyfriend and I don't want to be hit on. (Yaelle 1/2)
But I canât say anything if I donât know for sure thatâs whatâs going on. I donât want to be that girl who canât make guy friends if she had a boyfriends, but I also donât want to inadvertently encourage something, so Iâve been uncomfortable around them and sort of avoiding their presence outside of class completely, like, making sure Iâm never where they can talk to me alone. How do I know if Iâm assuming too much, if Iâm right, and what to do? (Yaelle 2/2) and maybe if a lady can weigh in too
Dear Yaelle,
I feel flatttered that you think I am popular with the ladies. You would think that with a rugged look and (not always such a pleasant) body odor they would know that my heart only belongs to my lady Arwen but I digress. There is no accounting for taste I suppose.
It can be hard to tell when one is romantically interested in one or if it is simply a case of like someone. The quickest and surest way to find out is to speak to your friends. You can tell them that you have a boyfriend and are therefore not interested. Keep the conversation light and casual.Â
You are the one who chooses what kind of girl and person you wish to be. Remember that you do not own anyone an explanation and it is important that you are true to yourself and feel well with that you do and the choices you make.Â
Remember to have fun and simply speak to your friends. Perhaps there is nothing there and you can enjoy hanging out with them again. If there is something there then you know and you can move on from there.Â