[solistyr]

private. selective. mutuals only. Multimuse of various FFXIV OCs. Both WoL & Non WoL.

penned & loved by nero he/him. spoilers tagged.

muses & rules / main wol

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beloved scrunkly

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❝ I'm under fucking attack. ❞

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☼ @polemistes​ ;  I want you like you want me too. I feel that energy when you're on top of me.

There is that warm buzz of alcohol drumming in his veins , tinting the tips of his ears red as pale legs wrap around Meteors waist and cage the hero in. Not as if the man couldn't escape if he wanted to, there is hardly strength in the way Evris holds him - arms wrapped around neck and fingertips grazing black ink almost softly in contrast to the way the smaller man grinds against the other. Mismatched eyes hold a certain desperation , eye patch long discarded carelessly somewhere in the room and tongue darting out to wet own lips where just moments ago Meteors lingered , a faint taste that did little to quell this unknown mix of emotion of desire and something more , clawing in his stomach - fueling his actions and the way the white haired looked at him as if the hero himself was holding the stars.

❝ Hmh. Let's put that energy to good use then?  ❞

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polemistes​:

Drat. It should have been a crime to have spoken so loudly like he did. As if he didn’t embarrass himself enough by remembering a romantic ballad he had only heard once, he just had to be caught mentioning the words! Curse that godsdamned Minstrel. He crossed his arms, scurrying to come up with an excuse for his lameness. 

“Somewhat. You’ll help?”

Whatever it is the smaller midlander had been occupied with seemed forgotten once Meteor has said his first words, a nice distraction to the monotone task at hand that Evris decides to take on. Soft thump as feet land on ground and the white haired man stands up, his steps taking Evris to the other warrior of light , hero - accursed title he rather not dwell on for too long else his mood will sour. His palm presses against Meteors forehead , brushes aside brown strands of hair almost tenderly while Evris gives an affirmative hm.

❝ You seem warm to the touch. I'm not a healer, however. 

          Unless you want me to beat the sickness out of you by force.  ❞

[empyria-archive]

        “ why did the frog get a job at the inn? “

[solistyr]

“...im listening.”

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@locke-rinannis & Ser Rat

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guys be like “I dont want this rat?!” and then make it their found family

extra rats:

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// draws nabriales , does no rp replies , leaves again

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( another midlander falls out of my pocket )

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☼ @clemencied​ ; “ I've been hellbent, babe. Hellbent on loving you all day long.”

Silence stretches , motion stop of whatever his hands might have been preoccupied before words leave heroes lips and leave white hair rustling as Evris tilts head to the other Hyur. A brow furrows , raises and then shifts quickly back to a neutral confused expression clear in the singular bright blue eye that looks at him.

❝ . . . a r e   y o u   s i c k  ? ❞

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? evris my little meow meow

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Did a quick tattoo mod for Evris based on the Skyworker Top , but less dragon esque :)

[solistyr]

He wants nothing to do with the daylight violence.

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ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ.

[salveticn-a]

@solistyr​ :   ( Hands him a rat. )

     he simply watched as the friendly little guy rapidly climbed up to his arm and squeaked incomprehensibly . its adorable long snout twitching as if to examine the air stole a soft chuckle out of him . instinctively , the tip of his index finger gave it a gentle boop .

     ❝ hi there ~ ❞   ah , he hasn’t spoken in such a sweetened tone in so long . it kind of felt surreal , but endearing all the same .   ❝ someone is in a good mood , today , hm ? ~ say , do you want some treats ? do you ? ~ ❞

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Mask tilts left , expression unreadable , yet unmistaken with how shoulders shake softly upon a finger pressing against curious nose eliciting a soft squeak from the rat currently perched on the man's shoulder.

❝ careful , don't overfeed him - he gets fat easy .  ❞ , pointed finger at the small rat , if it could understand its owner it didn't seem  to care much for his words or merely chose to ignore it as it continued wiggling its nose at Elidibus. Playing cute , of course. Vero has seen it first hand , that things dirty little tricks. Not that the half elezen cares, much , one to sneak a snack or two underneath table for Ser Rat - hard to lecture another one when he does much worse.

Leaning back , head tilting back while Vero slumps in the Chair ,exhausted - seems like and under wooden mask eyes close for a moment. And then , as if remembering something , he tilts his head towards the white haired man. Heard his name in passing. Quite different to actually see him , thought he would be . . . taller.  Makes edges of lips curl into a smirk and voice melt into a teasing silken purr.  ❝ Alz always liked cute things.  ❞