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♥Commission for a supporter and dear friend, Caeldrin! ♥ @rebelwhispers Thank you!♥

#void #aether #my art #art #commission #piece #Caeldrin #SPOOPY #Wraith #City of Nym #ithink

“Ah yes. Me. My bf. And his 7ft tall bf.” -Iha Based on this.

#inspiration #meme #my art #hahaha #Ihakae #Ranirus #Caeldrin

A rainy night under one umbrella~

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#FF14 #Ranirus #Caeldrin #Kugane #Gpose #rain

Birthdays and Mile Markers

‘That wasn’t exactly a jog.’ Vindi’s inner voice snarked at herself. Panting heavily her hands rested on her knees, lungs on fire and legs feeling closer to jelly than actual flesh and bones. Indigo eyes slowly opened to take in her surroundings, the moon’s light causing her pupils to reflect whatever shone against them. Where was she? What was supposed to be a relaxing stretch and jog had turned into a run, then to an all-out sprint. Her heart pounded and nerves buzzed, emotions overwhelming her in a wave so massive and conflicting that she couldn’t quite discern what they were; all she could do was run. Run from whatever they were, run from anything and everything that threw her off balance mentally… and now she stood in the jungles of Limsa without any real idea of how to get back to the residential area.

Being lost wasn’t on the list of things that set the woman into any state of concern. She had gotten lost in the wilds many times and always found her way back to someplace that could point her in the right direction. Being a person who hunts her own game made tracking and finding signs of civilization second nature over the years. Still, this wasn’t the Shroud and she wasn’t entirely educated on the fauna here. Tall ears twitched and her hand rest over her heart as if that would calm it any faster. Ocean- the sound of it would certainly help her get back to someplace familiar.

She began her slow trek, careful not to touch any flowers or plants foreign to her if she could help it; the last thing she needed was to be covered in hives or blistering welts from a poisonous fern. Her long tail twitched and danced to avoid things from touching it- sometimes she wondered if it had a mind of its own.

A smirk played across her lips, the flicker of a fond memory causing a sudden onset of homesickness. Pushing that feeling aside she tried to focus on something happier. Duroxas’ birthday was soon. His gift was already wrapped and hidden beneath the bed. Should she tell the others? Or would he rather it be kept a secret? Her lips pressed as she pondered it.

Aetheorn’s birthday was in a few days too- She hadn’t yet gotten him a gift. One year closer to begin his training. Would this year be a good year to start? He was still just a child but he wasn’t exactly a baby anymore either. He was of an age to begin school.. to begin to learn to write and spell, could already count numbers and do basic chores such as drying dishes and cleaning up his toys. This wasn’t exactly a happy train of thought but it was one that she had been avoiding. Her quiet mood lately could be contributed to several factors but this one.. This was second to the top of her list of worries.

Her lips parted, nearly calling out Zulran’s name to consult him but held her tongue. Perhaps she should consult Duro first? Vindi’s gaze downcast and something in her heart ached. Her son’s curse was her responsibility and her mate had plenty on his plate already. The least she could do was handle this dilemma on her own.

What to do with him..? Would Zulran start small or go hard quickly? Would he take her son away to train or keep him close to his family? Would he need a true binding this year or could his use of engraved and enchanted jewelry continue for another year or two? The urge to run struck her again but she kept her feet firm to the ground, halting in her steps to take in the sight of the beach as her bare toes smooshed into sand.

Caeldrin would have answers to all of these questions, or at least know what questions to ask Vindi to help her come to a decision.

Lifting her gaze toward the star littered sky she allowed herself to relax, a smile creeping over her lips. She couldn’t return to the Elysium with such a perplexed face; she could at least try to enjoy this right now. Find happiness in the thought that maybe somewhere her loved ones were looking at the sky in the same moment she was. She needed more moments like this. What’s the point of finding a new home to enjoy if she didn’t actually enjoy it from time to time?

#Vindi Raysa #Zulran #Caeldrin #Duroxas #Aetheorn #Vindliah #ff14 rp

If there's one thing he doesn't fear..

Snuffles thin upper lips curled over fanged teeth as he sneered back at the cave; within it rest Caeldrin and Duroxas. He didn’t like the idea of leaving Caeldrin alone with the warlock, every nerve told him that it was dangerous, but his mind argued. Duroxas wouldn’t hurt Cael, not without reason. Maybe once upon a time Duroxas didn’t need reason to harm someone, but recent years had proved a turn of the leaf for the auburn haired bastard. Shoving his hand into the bag on his hip he took hold of a rolled up parchment; wax leaf protected the contract he knew to be now be in his hand. Pulling it out he held it before him, staring at it grimly. He could destroy it.. He could release the warlock.. Show some form of mercy for the migraine he knew reigning havoc upon the Sin’dorei’s mind. ‘It’s his fault for attacking you. He knows the contract.’ A voice within his mind reasoned. It was times like this that he missed his other half. Missed Thaldrin’s calm input. Thaldrin wanted to make him a better person, helped him learn some form of mercy. Without that voice of reason however Snuffles felt mildly off balance.. Did he really want to become his own person? Maybe rejoining their broken soul woudn’t be so bad. With a heavy sigh he tucked the contract away again. No.. He needed to try to do this. He needed to be his own person. Duroxas would never willingly help him. The contract would remain active. Working with someone who hated you though was proving to be difficult. How could he get that asshole to see that he didn’t want to cause him harm? That he didn’t like the contract either? That all he wanted was help? Tightening his grip on his staff he turned his attention toward the harsh sounds of battle just beyond the slope that kept them hidden. “Hmmm.. He’s afraid of the cannons..” Purple features laminated a pale glow as a massive beam of Light from the Vindicar came crashing down in the distance, cyan hair wavering in the aftermath of the explosion even from this distance. ‘He’s helping you, you could help him.’ That little voice suggested. “Unwillingly..” He mumbled dryly out loud. How do you help someone with a fear that you engraved in their mind? How had he gotten over his own fears? Exposure. Time. Drugs. Snuffle’s left ear twitched. Exposure was likely to get him killed, contract or not. Time was not something he had. Drugs… Snuffles winced at the memories. No. Absolutely not… But what if-? His thoughts were interrupted as a too-close cry of a fallen soldier sounded nearby. The fighting was getting too close to the cave. For now, Snuffles thought, for now he could help by doing his part in keeping the battle from nearing his new friend and his volatile ex-master. Without a second thought the Night Elf made his way into the fray, body illuminated with holy Light and a look of fearless determination on his face. He needed to let off steam and demons were the perfect thing to do it on.

#snuffles #thaldrin #duroxas #Caeldrin #warcraft rp