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If it is folly to hope, I am content to die a fool.
FFXIV sideblog; follows from @seraphhy. 25. Merlin. He/They. AO3.
the Vault
someone pick up the Viscount he's miniature & lost
warrior of light
lightwarden
Aymeric is a good singer, I think - one of those talents forged not by his noble blood but borne by pure necessity; the same way that knights would often find him crashed on the second floor of the Congregation (a rare image of him undignified), he is the one to lead the first song to rouse the knights’ spirits
Aymeric just turning around to look at the guy who stabbed him as if he was more occupied by the impoliteness of it rather than, you know, the whole business of the knife that is terrifyingly close to piercing his abdominal aorta
underreaction if you ask me
all Heavensward has shown me is that Estinien can act right he just actively chooses not to
the wonderful part of co-WoLs is that when your other half dies you can be subsumed by a grief so deep that the darkness of your being materialises as a primal & takes the form of said other half. & your appearance is enmeshed with theirs & your leitmotifs are playing off of each other of course
If I don't make it back from where I've gone, just know I loved you all along.
"How funny... you're finally so close to me, & yet I can barely feel you." Haurchefant bears his palm to him, as thoughtless as muscle memory. He is not sure if it is a habit or reflexive instinct in himself that compels himself to lunge forward, either, seizing his hand between both of his own. His aether drains readily from him like sand. It scatters listlessly in all four directions. He tightens his grip & the bones bend too easily. "It was a wonderful adventure, wasn't it?" Haurchefant whispers around all the blood. Anywhere but here, he had once said. Jenkshi says nothing. "Oh, do not look at me so... You have such a beautiful smile. Please do not forget mine." Jenkshi smiles. It is both his bravest & most spiritually bankrupt act.
I hate drawing Estinien's armour
there is a very fanciful part of me, the one that likes playing with Barbies, that indulges a line of thinking wherein Aymeric becomes a bit of a PLD/DRK hybrid after my WoL Forcibly Terminates from illness. "it's ridiculous," I thought. "he would never." but then I saw him, & I figure maybe he would just so I can have the excuse to promulgate the holy word to all
Varlineau
forgot that there was a part of HW where Jenkshi & Mehren fetch herbs for Gibrillont in the Jeweled Crozier whilst Aymeric is being biblically tortured in the bowels of the Vault for heresy & seeing & praying to gods he didn't even know existed
on my Heavensward replay & Estinien has no shortage of great moments. "we only care for the highborn inasmuch as they tell us to point & stab at things worthy of stabbing"
he won't stop talking to Jenkshi about bicameral legislature