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A friendly reminder that anyone can send me any asks and write starters. However, I’ll mention that lengthy ones take me ages because I do not know where to begin so be wary.
But anything is welcome, no need to discuss things beforehand. Just let me know if you’ve tagged me in anything.
When you invite WoL to a date just f i n e
The golden boy. Will be selling this at Fanime this year! Along with some other stuff :D
Please spread my memes around I spend like 10 mins on them to bring quality content to your family and friends
When you invite WoL to a date just f i n e
"I had planned to give cookies with my letter, the... One I asked to be left on your desk, actually. But yeah, they hadn't cooked properly, I kinda smoked the house. So I bought better... cookies. Well, cookies are cookies anyway, I just hope they're good !" Aubrey said, handing a small box to the Commander.
Aymeric’s ears caught a feminine voice behind him. Someone familiar...
“Ah, please, it’s the thought that counts first and foremost!” he didn’t shy away a smile on his face and gestured for Aubrey to come closer and have a seat.
“Let’s have a taste together, shall we? I’ll ask a guest to bring us some hot water. I’ve got tea here.”
Silence followed Aymeric’s words for a few beats, a look almost of surprise coming over Marius’ face, before it set into a snarl. “I never ran away. Never ran away from a thing in me pissin’ life.” He stood up, slamming his hands into the table. “I’m careful where I run off to, which is more than I can say for ye. I don’t run away from danger, but I don’t run straight into Nald’thal’s greedy bloody arms - and I sure as hells don’t bring people with me. I left,” he leaned forward and pointed square at the elezen’s face, “because I don’t follow people who make stupid mistakes. Your bloody idiocy is what got him killed. I did my part to help yer work, and I took my leave.” He leaned back, eyes still locked on Aymeric’s. “Don’t try blaming me ta forget yer own guilt.”
Liar.
Aymeric didn’t lose himself to those stabbing words. He almost didn’t want to listen to him because he knew Marius wasn’t going to keep that act up. He was about to open his mouth to speak back when the Miqo’ te’s monologue continued with increased tension. His blue eyes stared at Marius as if he was stabbing him.
“I got what I’ve deserved,” Aymeric breathed out, turning his face away, “It was never my intention to prove you wrong... Nor lie to myself.”
“ But--”
The Elezen jolted up. Not even him could predict his outburst like this. But perhaps it is explainable as they’re talking about a mutual friend who was... Dear to them.
“It was no reason for you to turn your back from everyone, from what happened! Do you think you can just drown yourself in ale and combat like a drug to forget the past!? Yes, it was foolish of me to plan that out but-- But---” he grabbed his head with one hand, taking a pause. What am I saying..?
“There is more than what you say, isn’t there? I refuse to believe that accomplishing the task(to some extent) was the primary reason for your leaving. Speak out, Marius.”
*a letter awaits on the desk, inside, a little - and bad- drawing of a smiling face* Ok sir you're the best and we're all behind you. Well, I am, but I'm sure a lot of other people are. I mean it's obvious.
The Commander looked around, seeing to find a prompt of sorts who could help him understand who was the sender of the letter. But without waiting too much he helped himself to reading it.
“What do they mean by this..? I-- I genuinely do not understand.”
Yue seated herself opposite to him, doing her best to muster a warm, supportive smile through nerves. It wasn’t often she had been asked for a private meeting and certainly not in the way Ser Aymeric had voiced it.
However, she was surprised that he had actually shown up after the ill fortuned events that had unfolded and she wouldn’t have blamed him if he had forgotten about her completely.
“Not a bother at all, Ser. I’m flattered that you asked me to meet you here.” She spoke softly, smile fading at the tired and defeated look in his eyes. It was a look that made her stomach sink. “Are you alright? If you need rest we can always reschedule. Gods know you need it after today…”
Aymeric felt guilty. Was he really looking so exhausted? Cursing himself under his breath a thousand times over he shook his head.
“Pray not worry. I’m truly alight. I would have notified you if I wouldn’t have come. I was so looking forward to it, after all.” Aymeric smirked at Yue, “Also, no need for formalities here. Aymeric is sufficient.”
The Elezen was looking around for a waitress passing my. He tugged one of their apron as she was passing by their table.
“One ale for this lady right here and the usual for me,” Aymeric quickly muttered. The female obliged and went her way. He watched her walk away with a corner of his eyes but soon he returned his gaze at Yue.
“Oh-- I should have asked. I hope you drink. Or should I recall the order..?”
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that awful realization when you’ve been doing warrior WRONG ALL THIS TIME.
war was the second class i picked up 7mo ago when i started this game, and just yesterday, i unmacroed my heavy swing/maim and heavy swing/skull sunder so i could more easily rotate my combos amongst enemies.
so i’m making room for these skills, open up my actions and traits and FIND THESE SKILLS I NEVER EVEN KNEW I HAD……
how have i survived this long….
I really recommend to avoid macros as much as possible. There was a research video saying that it slows your actions down. Also there’s a bug for Berserk that you do not get a stack if it’s with a macro.
Ship: Aymeric's ribs and Kitchen knives. Alternatively: Alphinaud and the Crystal Braves
Marius’ throat tightened at the sound of the elezen’s voice. He had been preparing himself for the reunion since he recieved the letter, his emotions raging against each other in the back of his mind. He looked noticably older than the last time they had seen each other, during the assault on the Vault - his face more weathered and even more scarred than before, two fingers missing from his left hand. He still wore the same battered chainmail that he had wore on that day, however. He offered a weak smile to Aymeric. “Aye. It’s been a good while. Thought ye’d forgotten about me after all this time. Wouldn’t blame ye - yer a busy man these days. Keeps you out of trouble at least.” He sat down, slumping back in the chair. “So, ye were vauge as a padjal in yer letter. What’s so secret as to drag me away from me bottle without a word of explanation?”
Upon seeing the full view of the guest Aymeric’s hands trembled ever so slightly without him noticing. He wasn’t the only one who’s been worn out because of the previous events. You could almost say that judging from the appearances the Commander was only resting whilst Marius was ever resting.
Regaining his composure, the commander slipped out a smile.
“I wished to speak to you alone, Marius. In reality, the urgency didn’t matter but I wished to resolve this.” Aymeric let out a sigh, placing his hands on lap, “Perhaps this won’t be the most pleasant talk but I do believe we have no other choice. Remembering the events at the Vault, it didn’t go as it should. I still remember it as it was yesterday.” his voice dimmed the more he spoke.
“After... After our dear friend’s death-- After that you just vanished. I may partly understand that but there was still much to be done. Your absence was most unrequited. Besides, running away will never reverse what had been done.” his eyes caught the other ones as he tried to speak seriously. He wasn’t sure if this was the right way to approach it but he had to know. And perhaps being cold in this case would quicken the progress.
Aymeric x the WoL!
Send me a ship and I will grade it:
A+: OTP
A: I love it
B: It’s really cute
C: Not a bad ship
D: I’m neutral on it
E: I don’t really like it
F: NOTP
N/A: I don’t know the ship well enough
Aymeric/Lucia!
Send me a ship and I will grade it:
A+: OTP
A: I love it
B: It’s really cute
C: Not a bad ship
D: I’m neutral on it
E: I don’t really like it
F: NOTP
N/A: I don’t know the ship well enough
Ship: Aymeric and failure
Send me a ship and I will grade it:
Send me a ship and I will grade it:
Send me a ship and I will grade it:
A+: OTP A: I love it B: It’s really cute C: Not a bad ship D: I’m neutral on it E: I don’t really like it F: NOTP N/A: I don’t know the ship well enough
Bring it.
@mariusbonaparte
You, standing there now, Are not just of this moment You're living with the joy And the sorrow you've experienced up to today
It’s been ages since Aymeric and Marius had met each other. The Elezen didn’t really know why they had parted their ways, or maybe he refused to remember what was possibly inconvenient to him? Even so, he wished to change that. Given his position and power he had, it wasn’t hard to find Marius’ where about, his living place. He took the liberty of writing a formal but not an official letter to the Miqo’te and let it be delivered. In the letter, he was brief. Aymeric just stated that he wished to hold a meeting in Ishgard at Marius’ earliest convenience. However, he didn’t specify what he wanted from him in hopes to urge the other one’s arrival here.
For once, Aymeric wasn’t patient. He unnervingly bounced his leg until it hurt while his face was burred in his cold hands. The more he thought about the issue, the worse it got because he seemingly got closer to understanding the problem. Or so he thought.
She sound of the door guard threw Aymeric off the train of thought. His head rose up, eyes darting to the door as it slowly opened. He actually hoped it wasn’t the called guest but fate played him around.
“It’s good to see you here, my friend.”the commander stood up, gesturing the Miqo’te to take a seat, “I didn’t think you’d receive my letter.”
