#CHARMINGBRUTE—that's how these things so often go. you do your bit, only later to fill in the gaps, to piece together the picture in distant hindsight. what will your legacy be tomorrow, and the day after, and in the days after that?
MUN INFORMATION: aries | 20+ | he/him | discord available for mutuals
This is a QUEUE BASED independent roleplay blog for the Warrior of Light (Meteor Survivor) for the setting Final Fantasy XIV and related expansions. While I write him as the poster boy who appears in official drip marketing, I apply some twists of my own in his character. #endwalker spoilers will be tagged! If you’d like for me to tag spoilers for older expansions, please let me know.
I am a private blog. Which means that I will only interact with you if we follow each other. If I don’t follow you back within a week, you’re welcome to unfollow as it means I do not see our writing meshing or you are simply not a roleplay blog.
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RULES + OTHER INFORMATION BELOW.
These are just mun preferences that I’d like people to check out in case they have questions for me or with the character I write as. They aren’t rules, but more of a reference to make roleplaying with me easier.
GENERAL
Only use beta editor with me. Please don't make writing any harder.
The Warrior of Light has no official name and only goes by Meteor for convenience's sake.
Open to criticisms and such. The game has a wide lore and I’m not above missing information. I would like to be corrected if there are errors in my portrayal that I do not know of.
I’m all caught up with MAIN SCENARIO quests and SIDE QUESTS, so this profile will not be spoiler free. I’ll do my best to tag nevertheless.
This blog is NSFW. Sexual themes, violence, mental health struggles, psychological horror will be present here to name a few and will not be limited to such.
Have no shipping preference, but of course will not ship with minor writers/characters. I am 20+ and fine with NSFW but only with my fellow adults.
I am multi-ship and multi-verse!
Tracking the tag #CHARMINGBRUTE. Feel free to also mention me via @CHARMINGBRUTE. If you see that I haven’t liked your thing for me within three days, please let me know! I might have missed the notification.
Discord is available upon request. I also manage a Discord server for any players primarily from the North American Data Center, but those outside of it are free to hang out. Let me know if you want in!
Please don’t rush me to do replies.
Just let me know if you want to interact with Meteor.
Please don’t hesitate to shorten your reply to me whenever. I don’t care about matching lengths, but I do try to match my partner as best as I can.
All ask responses are welcome to be continued!
BLOG
I am using the beta editor.
I am very accepting of other Original and Multi Characters. My only limit is real life people such as celebrities, politicians, youtubers, etc.
I like aesthetic and GPOSE blogs, but I am a roleplay blog and therefore would only really follow other roleplay blogs. I prefer it if you have a proper tagging system in place as well.
I’d appreciate it if you won’t steal any writing I do on this blog.
When writing with fellow masc presenting characters, I usually refer to my partner character as THEY/THEM. This is to avoid confusion and not at all an attempt to misgender your muse. If this bothers you, please inform me!
Icons or pretty graphics are not required to interact with me.
Will probably remain dash only.
Any inbox responses are welcome to be turned into a thread. No need to ask me for permission.
CHARACTER
I only write Meteor within the Final Fantasy verse. Doesn’t matter if it’s from other titles within the series. I’d love to interact!
If you notice the lack of about page, that's very deliberate as I prefer people to find out things about my character through interactions. If this displeases you, you're always welcome to ask me about specific information and I'll answer as best as I can!
I could give writing him with other fandoms a shot provided I’m familiar with the source material or you’d be willing to inform me about it. Some fandoms I know: Dislyte, Genshin Impact, Drakengard and Nier Series, Other Final Fantasy Games, Fate Series, Persona Series, Resident Evil etc.
Will write Meteor at any given point of MSQ. If undetermined, I will default to ENDWALKER!METEOR. I can also write for him as an NPC if you prefer!
Pre-established relationships as WOL will not be altered or reset.
The muse as WOL is canonically a powerhouse. This isn’t me god-modding in any way, but know that you initiate any combat interactions of the sort, he won’t fall down easily.
When interacting with other WOLs, I'm fine with Meteor being a Scion Companion as I have a verse for it! He doesn't have to be the Warrior of Light all the time. In fact, I prefer it if he's not so I can write something else for a change.
I also write as AZEM (ARES)! So if you wish to interact with him, simply mention that you want him specifically. When engaging with other Azems, I default to him just being some guy.
All kinds of relationships are welcome in this blog.
As soon as he'd stepped across that threshold, Safiri was no longer the Warrior of Light. He wasn't the Eikon Slayer, the Liberator of Doma or the Hero of Eorzea (though Maru was inclined to let him keep the title of Stealer of Pants).
He was just Safiri.
And every single time the man was free of his armour, regardless of the state of him, Maru would wind his arms around him, press his nose into Firi's neck and just hold on for a long moment. Sometimes his lover's arms would wind around him in return. Sometimes they'd remain at his sides. Sometimes he'd feel the Hyur lean into the embrace and press his nose into soft white hair.
None of that changed even when Maru refused to be left behind again. Even though the Miqo'te was right by his side come hell or high water, the ritual remained the same.
He worried about it being overbearing. He worried that Firi wanted to strip away his armour under his own power but by the gods did Maru need to touch him. He needed to feel Firi's warmth and strength beneath his hands every moment of every damn day to know he was still there, still whole.
And he was again, though Maru cupped his cheeks and pulled him down to press his lips to a shallow scrape across the brunet's cheekbone.
He wasn't allowed to part from the Hyur afterwards either, because Safiri's hands rose to mirror the grip and their lips met in a gentle kiss. A thankyou, an assurance, an apology all rolled into one.
Maru pressed closer, made a soft noise into the kiss and had to remind himself that Firi was not a tree to be climbed as soon as his armour was off. Restraint was not entirely his forté when it came to Safiri though and he deepened the kiss, sliding a hand into short brunet hair as he did.
Barely out of his armour (and Maru was still in his gear) and the Miqo'te couldn't get enough of him.
Firi was his.
He might have to share the man with the rest of the world but there, with the closed door between them and the world beyond, Safiri was his. And he was going to make the most of every second they had together.
Breaking the kiss for air, the temptation was there to go in for another but in a remarkable display of self control, Maru held himself back, lowered his hands to Firi's chest and pressed gently.
"I want you," he admitted softly, despite it being nothing really out of the ordinary. "But more than that, I want you to stop apologising. You've nothing - nothing - to apologise for.
there seems to be misconceptions that miles has not done anything recently, so we've compiled people's thoughts, people who were fine with having their input shared regarding the matter. they will be listed below. here's an imgur link if the images are not clear enough.
this is just a snippet of everything that was shared. a lot of people are still not comfortable/feel safe/afraid to share their own experiences with miles, but i hope this is enough to make people understand the severity of all that happened. i purposely censored most of their names unless they specifically stated that theyre okay with it being shown. this is also the last that i will speak about the matter and can only hope that people could heal from here.
i've been debating leaving tumblr rpc for good. it's not just because of recent events but a lot of stuff that's been building up for awhile and it's just not a fun hobby to have anymore. i realized coming here had been more timesome than enjoyable and i'm not really sure if that's something i can keep on doing without it taking a lot of toll on my mental health. i am grateful for the interactions i've had and i apologize for dropping everything that everyone has worked on, but i would like to retire from writing. i think i've exhausted all avenues on how to not get to this point, but i don't really know how to help myself anymore beyond this. thank you for your time. feel free to unfollow this blog as well as @senetaf and @brumesque
There was the faintest glimmer of excitement in the Garlean's eyes as her back hit the wall. Calloused hands pressed on her shoulders, keeping her to the wall, but hardly out of malice; sparring or having more intimate contact, it was a move that always seemed to fan a flame inside of her.
"You could at least kiss me, you know," Lucia purred as she glanced down at Meteor, lips curving into a playful smirk. "Or can you not reach?"
The Warrior of Light couldn't explain what came over him. To nail her on the wall with his hands, press her back against it. While with the lightest of force, it still came out of the blue. It must have been the way her eyes seemed to observe him, watch his every move, so much that he mistook her attention for aught else, or did he? At the notion of kissing her, he couldn't speak, couldn't breathe. "Lucia..." Is it wrong? Is it wrong to want that at all? And if not, must they continue? "...someone could see us."
Z'nakei was back in the kitchen piping icing onto a fresh batch of cupcakes when she heard the familiar chime of the door opening. She hurried back out to the counter, faint color rising to her cheeks as she took note of who had walked in.
One of her regulars of late! "Meteor!" The Miqo'te cheerfully called out, ears perking. She shifted to lean against the counter, letting out a pleased little hum. "Your usual?"
"Good morning, Z'nakei." It was his day off. Meteor's onto his usual rounds of visiting people he cared about. With a smile, he lifted his arm to reveal that he had brought with him a good haul that she might like. It wasn't his intention to make an order, but since he's here, it's only natural to partake in her products. He placed the small bag down to her counter, making sure it was neatly packed so the smell wouldn't leak. "Yes and I would like some milkshake with it, please."
