TL;DR: request box is temporarily closed, kofi price hasnât raised from where it was before
Hey guys,
I wanted to give another quick update. Because of stress, financial worries and my mental health issues, I havenât been doing well in terms of responding to requests on a daily basis and my inbox has filled to an amount that has me feeling pretty overwhelmed. I am also working on a couple other collaborative projects that I would like to see through, so everything building up has me stunned at the current moment.
As a result, and I hate to do this, but I will be temporarily closing my request box until I can get the number down to a manageable size. I will update everyone when requests are eventually open again. Iâm sorry for anyone that has had an idea brewing in their head that they would have liked for me to write. I have so many things spinning in my head that I am unable to just keep up with.
On another note to my kofi donors, I have been misinformed to what I can and cannot change in my settings in my previous update to that page (so thatâs a little embarrassing ^_^â). Iâm still able to adjust the price of each kofi, so the cost per unit will remain the same as it was before at $3 CAD to the $5 CAD that it was. Sorry for the confusion!
Thank you for your patience. You guys are amazing as always.
Thanks to the lovely Shuri ( @maiden-born-in-snow , follow her, sheâs amazing), I was informed that my Tumblr might have been compromised? This includes both this blog and my other blog, @ffxiv-ariavitali .
Please know that Iâve taken down the Ray Ban post because I did NOT make that post and Iâm sorry to anyone that was tagged in it.
If anyone received a DM regarding anything from me recently, please know it WAS NOT me and to please disregard it. I have changed my password and Iâll be monitoring my Tumblr closely to see if any issues happen within the next week.
(Iâve been ghosting Tumblr and honestly most of my socials for the last three months cause of work and my heightened depression & anxiety BECAUSE of work. I have made a couple personal posts that I was tagged in and shorts on my other blog but thatâs about it.)
leviathan [ li-vahy-uh-thuhn ] noun : anything of immense size and power.
or, alternatively
the water snek that brought trouble because of head and tail.
Time period: Shadowbringers
Word count: 524 words
AO3 ver.
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The first time that Aria beheld the creature, she wished for nothing more than to place a thousand curses on the Sahagin tribe that summoned the thrice-damned maniacal monstrosity. Surely she would spare Clutchfather Novv and the brothers and sisters she had made being donned the chieftainâs daughter and he certainly wouldnât mind if the greater evils of their territory were to spontaneously drop one by one.
Now, as she stands before this recollection--standing atop a platform created by Eden in the plan to restore the Empty, lovely Ryne watching eagerly and worriedly at the primals that her role model has negotiated with and put to the sword all the same--and is quite amazed with how abysmal her memory seems to be.
âThis is a cruel joke, it must be,â the Hyuran woman complained, heaving a sigh as the two-headed recreation manifested before her. âWas I hit too hard in the head somewhere along the way? Have my battles melded and meshed together so much that they are now indistinguishableâŠ? Nay, if it had, Fray would have made mention of it and not allowed it to pass me by-â
âI hate to interrupt your little monologue, Aria dear, but it would seem that this two-headed creature you conjured up is preparing to attack.â
Thancredâs voice in her ear via linkpearl was enough to snap the woman out of her reverie in time for her to realize that the creature was beginning to charge up a torrential beam of pure devastation right at her face and at eighty percent of the arena that was generously given to her.Â
With an exasperated sigh, the woman reached out to retrieve the lance that she carried on her back--to which she had so curiously named Bahamut in honor of a memory, a power and a memory more--and Elusive Jumped out of harmâs way. The moment that she landed perfectly on her feet, she felt the blood of the dragons boiling within her, a call to battle that would have rivalled the dark wyrm of vengeance for all intents and purposes.
At least, at this point in time.
âThank you, Thancred, for the alert,â Aria jested, positioning herself to battle stance.
In turn, she heard the manâs laughter--a tone masking worry that she had come to know he would do in all their time together--coming from the line.
âIf I see so much as a scratch on you, I will have you paying for our meals tonight and I assure you it would be costly!â
Aria rolled her amethyst eyes at the comment and felt the rumblings of Leviathanâs roars beneath her feet. Even then, she felt another emerging from within her, a spirit and hidden creature of her own urging for her permission, demanding it; offering to her grand power and strength that had been hoarded and amassed during her resting period--for the power of the dragons goes with consequence, as is with the attunement of one soul crystal to another unleashing unfathomable strengths and debilitations.
Yet, it would not stop her in a thousand years. Not even a thousandâs thousand years.
Tagged by:: @invidia1988â (thanks for the tag, cutie)
Tagging:: whoever wants to do so, a lot of people I know have been tagged already xD
A lot of what I want to write are original stories inspired by games Iâve played, but this is my most recent project.
[Council of Stars]
Based on the game Divinity: Original Sin II, this story revolves around two protagonists. The first, Silas Theron, is one of the co-leaders of one of the most notorious bounty hunting parties in the realm, The Masked Blades. Nicknamed the Untamed, he is a proficient tracker and a talented Shadowblade (a rogue with the ability to perform debuff-type magic on their opponents while having the ability to use magic to blend in with their environment).
The second is Io Kaen, a woman born with great magical abilities and has been chosen by the Constellations as their Speaker. (Constellations are the guardian deities that serve as keepers to the God of Stars, Stellaris.)
Plot: In this world, any individual with any magical affinities are known to have Aspects. These individuals are deemed dangerous and are often persecuted by the leading governing body known as the Order of the Cardinals who worship the God of the Sun, Solaris. On the other hand, there is an evil organization known as The Secret Court who worship the God of the Moon, Lunaris
In the origin story, the Original One split Themself into three--the Sun, the Moon and the Stars--and the siblings, in turn, created the entire universe and all that live in it. But, one day, the Moon came upon a blackened creature who somehow manifested in an unknown part of the world that the god had created, borne of the hatred that some children felt from the thought of slipping from the godâs memory during their time of indulgence. They poisoned the Moon and their knowledge, sending them into an everlasting rage filled with envy and discontent. The Moon then thought Their siblings traitors and caused infighting, which caused the gods to fall apart from each other.
In this world, there is deep-seeded conflict with the Cardinals and the Court with both parties fighting for dominance (though the Court is more underground). They hire mercenaries, such as Silas, to assassinate high ranking political figures and soldiers where necessary as the battle between the Sun and the Moon reaches its peak.
With 60% of the world worshipping the Sun and 30% worshipping the Moon, the lone 10% follow the benevolence of the other, the Stars that was created as a mediator between Their siblings. With the birth of a new Speaker of the Stars, itâs up to Io to reconvene the Council by searching for and gaining the approval of the 12 guardian deities, the Constellations, and prepare for Stellarisâ return--at the risk of awakening the bloody 13th and avoiding the detection of both the Sun and the Moonâs influences.
But how would the man that contributes to both factions aid this woman in her calling? Better yet, what would she allow herself to show in front of him?
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Iâm not particularly keen on posting this anywhere considering how notorious I am for not completing any projects I start (simply because I lose motivation to write) but if it garners enough interest, I might.Â
homesick [hohm-sik]: adjective "sad or depressed from a longing for home or family while away from them for a long time."
Writing prompt: mal du pays
Time period: Shadowbringers
Word count: 594
AO3 ver.
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There would be little moments every now and then, ones that she would acknowledge the minute that she begins experiencing it. It was a cold emptiness eating away at her like winter, a starved beast denied food for disobedience, an ache that only got worse over time rather than healed.
Aria would be reminded when she would see couples going about their day, when parents would dote on their younglings in the city states. She never held anything against them, for it is they to which she fights so fervently on the front line.
(To preserve the smiles of the people of the realm was her ultimate goal. Although it took her a while to reach that point and be confident of her decision, needless to say that it befits her status as the Warrior of Light.)
However, as much as the citizens would otherwise, she missed the gentle snowfall and grey clouds. She missed the crackling of firewood burning in a hearth and the hot chocolate that would be prepared the moment she would step through the front door.
Most of all, she missed the people that she had to leave behindâthe family that had taken her in when she and hers needed them most, her brother that could only pray for her safety and do what he can with the Scions left behind...and a lover that had responsibilities just as important as she to attend to.
Aria knew that Aymeric accepted this of her the moment he had asked her to be his. In fact, the second that he discovered that it was the Warrior of Lightâand all her titles that could fill a ledger all on its ownâthat he had fallen for, he should have come to expect it. It didnât stop the guilt from shaming her and a part of her wondered if she should cut back on her adventuring just a tad to spend more time with him albeit his assurances to remain exactly as she was.
It was then that the sound of a voice snapped her back to attention from her innermost thoughts. When she shifted her head to see what it was, the other hunters of the Cardinal VirtuesâGranson, Giott, Lue-Reeq, Taynor, Cerigg and Cyellaâeyed her with both concern.
âIs everything alright?â the Dark Knight asked of her, worry glistening in his eyes despite his hardened expression.
Aria smiled softly and inclined her head. âIndeed, pardon my inattentiveness. I was lost in thought.â
Taynor leaned in, unable to school his emotions.
âMaybe some rest would be a good idea?â he asked.
âA tankard of ale would be more than enough, eh, friend?â Giott laughed merrily as she downed one of her own.
Lue-Reeq frowned and shook his head. âI daresay it would make her feel worse rather than better.â
âWhat did you say?!â the dwarf exclaimed aggressively.
The sight of the twoâs bantering was enough to bring good cheer to the table as Cyella leaned in to the Warrior as if to tell a secret.
âPerhaps a return home is in order, is it not?â she offered to her.
Aria pondered on that thought, inclining her head, and the sight of it was enough to catch the attention of the others in the group. Her girlish and innocent appearance caught them off guard, a look unlike that of a seasoned warrior that was a master of multiple martial arts across the realm.
âI think it might just be,â Aria replied excitedly in a soft voice.
playing xiv from the POV of a character that wears her heart on her sleeve (Aria) to the POV of a char that surrounds her heart with 4 tall walls is interesting and adds a whole new set of meanings to different parts of the story
this is her. her name is Io Kaen. sheâs pretty and based off a side project iâm working on for fun. sheâll canonically be an astrologian. not sure about pairing yet but oh well :)
playing xiv from the POV of a character that wears her heart on her sleeve (Aria) to the POV of a char that surrounds her heart with 4 tall walls is interesting and adds a whole new set of meanings to different parts of the story
The final numbers are in, the participation prize winners have been randomly selected, and we are officially finished with #FFxivWrite2020!
8,757 total entries were submitted in 2020!
This includes all entries that were submitted via the Google Form, including late entries (and excluding duplicate entries).
Thatâs 2,214 more than last year (6,543 total in 2019), 5,116 more than the year before (3,641 total in 2018), and 6,532 more than the year before (2,225 total in 2017). Which brings us to 21,166 total entries over 4 years!
Pretty crazy, right??
And, we have 61 volunteer artists this year!! Which means that this year there are 61 prizes.
A breakdown of the stats + announcement of the Participation Prize winners are below the cut ~
While I could only participate for a few entries, it was so much fun writing with the prompts given and it definitely put me in a more creative zone! Thank you for the honor, the prize and for just creating such a lovely event.
Congratulations to all the other prize winners, as well!
wind or rain / closed curtains or open window / bumblebees or butterflies / banana bread or cheesecake / tulips or roses / lemon & honey or apple & cinnamon / hillside cottage or city apartment / warm or cold / book or video game / organized bullet journal or cluttered sketchbook / smoothie or milkshake / sunshine or moonlight / relaxing or productivity / holding hands or back hugs / sunset at the beach or stargazing in a field / poetry or prose / candle or diffuser / longing for the past or longing for the future / vocals or instrumentals / snowy mountain or rolling green hills
Tagged by: @invidia1988Â (thanks for thinking of me as always, cutie <3)
Tagging: @usagi-mitsu and @windup-dragoonâ (I donât want to tag too many people x.x)
Hello o/ I've been thinking about sending an ask in but I was so nervous... If you don't want to write about it you don't have to of course! How would the general reaction of House Fortemps be if WOL found an infant boy on one of their journeys and brought him to the Fortemps Manor? And they want to adopt him and name him Haurchefant, but they're a bit afraid to ask the Fortemps Family if they give their blessings to that request đđ»â€ïž
Thank you for this prompting, but as of right now I dont have the inspiration to complete it. I think I'll send this into the direction of @dholwrites @ffxiv-ariavitali @owlespresso @ffxiv-writers who might be able to complete this better than me.
My drive is down for even my own content. But instead of keeping you waiting I'll adopt this and another one sitting in my inbox.
thank you for thinking of me, darling! hereâs a shot at it! <3
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The question took the family by surprise and, initially, the gentlemen of the High House werenât sure how to feel.
Of course, there was a sense of honor. It brought joy to their hearts that the esteemed Warrior of Light and child/sibling of theirs would think of them first amongst all others living in this realm...
...but at the same time, there was a hesitancy. Nothing bad, but more so existing because they were worried about you. Were you holding on to any lingering sentiments this entire time that they hadnât noticed? If you were to take on this child, would you be projecting the memories of your time with the man on to this infant over time?
(It was a silly thing to think of, yes, but they all care for you so deeply that they must also care for your well being. If you were to take another under your care, they will set their foot down because that is how much they love you and the man that youâre planning on naming the child after; in memory of what once was.)
As expected, it was Lord Edmont that had approached you first. With his number of years of experience as a parent, he had seen both the highs and lows of what the role has to offer and has suffered pain that a father shouldnât have to experience; for life is a cruel and fickle mistress and he wouldnât want you setting yourself up for anguish where he is able to make a difference.
He asks you of your reasoning, a kind and gentle question, to why you would grant them the honor of bestowing Haurchefantâs name to this child. To the observing servants, there was enough nuance to allow for an interpretation completely based on curiosity with a âwhere did this come from all of a sudden?â lingering in the airâall without challenging or offending you in any way, shape or form.
Your hesitation in responding brought up concern to the brothers, Artoirel and Emmanellain, but the soft smile your lips outstretched to soothed them like cool water to a burn.
âThis child, like that man, is hope. I want him to be a representation of my hope for the future.â
Edmontâs eyes were wide at your explanation and soon enough, he was fighting to hold back tearsâa testament to his growing sentimentality in his old age, he would argue.Â
Nonetheless, he wouldnât deny you your reasoning and will give you his blessings and full support. With the approval of their father, Artoirel and Emmanellain give you theirs, as well. The four of you agree that the child will be raised within House Fortemps and cared for by the servants whenever you should be so preoccupied with saving the entire realm.
Besides, Edmont has always wanted for the opportunity to be called âgrandfatherâ.
Iâm doing alright with my body and mind getting used to the workflow. Iâve just been super exhausted every night I come home that I wouldnât be able to write.Â
Along with my mental health taking a hit because Iâm entering a new environment, it took some getting used to. I have appointments set up with my psychiatrist and I should be starting my therapy sessions up soon again.
Otherwise, my birthday is coming up on Monday, so Iâm gonna be celebrating that with the fam and some friends. Iâm trying to get back into writing; itâs just super hard. I appreciate everyoneâs patience and continued support :)
Prompt:Â âWhat is something theyâre legitimately bad at?â
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Aria had been giving the portrait more than a passing glance and Aymeric was growing concerned. It wasnât simply because of the fact that the painting was of their mutual friend (and he knows not how the artist managed to get Estinien of all people to stay still long enough for the portrait to be taken), but rather it was the way she was scrutinizing the object as a whole.
âIa? Is aught amiss?â he finally asked.
The woman blinked, amethyst eyes going clouded for a split second as her concentration was broken before it re-centered itself towards him. She smiled without hesitation and shook her head.
âNay, my love,â she answered. âI was merely lost in thought.â
Aymeric released a soft breath of relief as he approached the woman and wrapped his arms gently around him. She nestled herself comfortably within his embrace, leaning her frame in against his.
âAnd, pray tell, what those thoughts of yours are?â
At the question, Aria shifted her gaze away from his and the apple of her cheeks flushed to a bright shade of crimson. Her lips puckered to an embarrassed pout, as if she was sulking over the fact that she had been caught in a lieâthough, she still managed to respond through gritted teeth.
âI was...admiring the skills...of the painter,â she muttered through gritted teeth. âI wish I am able to bring such images to a physical form...â
Aymeric stared at his lover in a dumbfounded manner before he released peals of laughter at the response. While half of it was merely relief that nothing was wrongâat the womanâs expense, of course; she was giving him the sharpest of eyesâhe couldnât help, but find her just adorable.
In apology, he squeezed her tighter in his arms and pressed his lips against the top of her head.Â
âI am certain your creations are not as bad,â he attempted to encourage her.
Aria scowled. âIf I was nigh 3 summers old perhaps. But right now, I would be a laughingstock. How embarrassing, for me to be unable to paint and be called a master artisan!â
Again, Aymeric couldnât help but laugh in response. This time, Aria giggled with him.
working in fast food has had to be the most stressful thing iâve experienced since being hospitalized two years ago. ik itâs not for everybody but honestly just some people sometimes
Hey guys! Sorry about being MIA recently. I recently got a job so that I donât have to rely on the kofi donations from everyone. I want to be able to provide you guys content for free because I just enjoy writing for you all. Of course, every little bit helps, but by all means, your support in the form of comments, likes and reblogs goes a long way.
Thanks for everything, guys, and especially your patience!
- Aria V.
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