#lancefer aurifore

[cadrenebula]

Cadre Nebula's Pride 2025

Lancefer Aurifore The White Knight

[michisilver]

Returned

Miu stepped off the board onto the planks of the docks, footsteps loud to Miu’s ears as their eyes took in the sight of Eorzea and land once more. It had been ages since last they’d set eyes on the shores of their home. Though Miu’s mind quickly raced towards thoughts of Lance. 

Despite the letters they’d sent back and forth Miu still found themselves worrying, could Lance forgive the long absence...? His letters had said otherwise, and the curse had finally been broken but Miu wanted to wait until there was Privacy with Lance once more before the change.  Lance met with Miu at the docks mere minutes later, and something seemed off... best laid plans and all that. It seemed Lance had seen poor children, possessed by a witch slaughtered horribly and it had hurt him down to the core. 

What Miu had hoped to be a long sweet welcome home instead was a quick change back to herself, something she would have to focus on more at a later time, far too concerned with Lance and the comfort he so obviously needed at that time. 

Besides... it was so wonderful to feel her love against her once more, the separation absolute torture. 

It was so wonderful to be home. 

[dante-lovecraft]

Why does this keep happening around Dante?? He is innocent, I swear! He only gives everyone love, hugs and kisses!

@nebula1984

[michisilver]

[michisilver]

^_^ some screenshots of Miu and Lance @ishgardiansnow

[michisilver]

"Is that a challenge, my sun?" Lance grins and wraps his arms around Miu from behind to hug the miqo'te close.

Color crept up into Miu’s face, slowly filling his features with a bright red ting until it was almost certain steam would be coming from the top of his head. Nervously he licked his lips and slowly lifted his head up, and up to look at the Tall Elezen’s face, “It… it can be… if you want…” He cleared his throat and pointed to the wooden swords near the practice field, “But…  no cheating like you did last time with the snowball fight.” He warned with a hesitant smile, “Though I didn’t complain about what happened afterwards…” Blue ears flicked up towards Lancefer, “just… be gentle?”  

[michisilver]

Summer sun and sky

The loud clanging of metal against wood reached the blue ears of the young man that approached the small house within the Goblet. The man looked about himself unsure if he was approaching the correct house but it took one glance at the note in his hand before he would know that he was going in the right direction. 

Stepping around the pillar the young miqo’te, Miu, would spot a tall half dressed elezen man swinging his claymore against the practice dummy with all his might. He stood there for a good long while admiring the man’s foot work, the strength in which he carried himself as well as the sword. While the foe he currently faced was nothing more than a creature of wood and steel, within the man’s eyes you could see he was facing deadly foes… perhaps nightmares and hurts he still struggled against. It could only be Lance that he had come upon, unnoticed so far.    Miu also found himself spellbound watching the sweat glisten against the man’s skin, the sun shining upon him revealing the muscles that rippled under his skin. It was rare to see Lance sans shirt, but not an opportunity Miu would be wont to take up. But there was something else Miu noticed as he observed Lance, there was something haunting him there. He’d only the briefest summary of what could possibly be haunting him, Miu could only guess, but from what he saw those things still haunted him terribly and he was struggling to handle them.

It took him a moment to realize that Lance’s movements had stopped, the blue of the man’s eyes finding him and a blush touched Miu’s cheeks as he was discovered spying. He approached and the two of them began to chat, making their way over to the table and chair as Lance drank some much needed water.  Miu’s own eyes would on occasion light upon the naked expanse of Lance’s chest but he would try to deny himself the temptation and focus on the conversation they shared. Discussing Lance’s cousin, her current state and her house who’s lawn they now sit within. Miu learned of the skills Destiney was seeking with the help of Lance, and found himself interested in possibly seeking the skills of a Red Mage as well. It was then that Lance called Miu the nick name that he’d been called long before Miu had found himself in the male form, Summer sun. 

He’d never been able to think of a nickname that could fit best for Lancefer in response beyond the shortened version of his name, Lance. But as Miu looked across the table at Lance he looked into those blue eyes that always seemed to captivate him. They’d seemed so much harder than when they’d first met, as if storm clouds had come in, “The only name I could think of fitting for you… would be… summer sky…” He said with a stutter. Growing fully embarrassed and a his face turned a bright red as Lance approached and cupped the Miqo’te’s cheek. 

A kiss on the forehead later Miu would stand to offer the man a hug, flustered but unable to deny that he enjoyed every minute he spent with Lance. A big reason he had rushed back as soon as receiving a letter that Lance had returned from the front. Despite his own travel weariness nothing would have stopped Miu from seeing Lance again. 

Lance invited Miu to go with him down to the beach, down at the Mist and they both agreed to meet once more after they'd changed.  @nebula1984

(part 2 continued later.)

[michisilver]

📝- A memory of them getting to know/meeting my muse (For Lance of course. ^^/)

“I can remember the sound of the small stream running, of the sound of my footsteps resounding on the bridge’s wooden planks and most of all my nose buried in a book distracted with figuring out some random task needed done when it came to my alchemy.” 

He chuckled softly, blue ears wiggling at the memory, “and then running into a hard solid wall and falling flat on my butt, and losing my pen as it fell between the planks. I was frustrated, at myself mostly for being such an airhead, but then I was distracted at the need to crane my head up… and up… and up… at the extremely tall, very well dressed Elezen who held himself with the air of someone who was used to being in a position of authority. I immediately thought, this must be an Ishgardian Nobel… what’s he doing all the way out here in some random middle of nowhere village near Gridania?”Miu smiled, his eyes sparkling, “then he surprised me by reaching down to help me up onto my feet… the next thing I knew I was enjoying myself more than I expected even if I was worried I’d do or say something to insult him. I’m not exactly the best when it comes to social graces, or diplomacy… books are more my thing you know? But there we were… drinking and chatting in that tiny tavern and I didn’t want to leave…” @ishgardiansnow