Art done for my sweet waifu @lorifloof of ofc, her ffxiv oc Lori UwU <3
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Art done for my sweet waifu @lorifloof of ofc, her ffxiv oc Lori UwU <3
~My Kofi // My Available Commissions // Twitter // dA // Furraffinity~
(nourish) - for your muse to provide my muse with food or drink
Well, it wasn’t much. But it often more than enough for Arenvalde as he traveled through Eorzea and he figured that, just by doubling the portions, it would be enough for her too. The Highlander would softly present Lori’s meal to be that of a rather large Aldgoat roast with a side of whatever wild vegetables the Samurai could find which ended up being grains, carrots, and a root that was reminiscent of Potato. Everything was seasoned very simply with what seemed like salt taken from the mountains leaving it’s presence opposed to it’s finer, ocean cousin.“Please. I do not have much, but I hope that this meal is at the least to your liking.” He would state, his own plate looking much like hers. The Samurai would even wait patiently for her to begin eating before doing so himself. A large flask of tea awaiting consumption between the two.@lorifloof
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send me a ✧ and i’ll bold all that apply to your muse.
I would kill you.✧ I would physically hurt you.✧ I would attack you unprovoked.✧ I would manipulate you.✧ I dislike you.✧ You annoy me.✧ You scare me.✧ You intimidate me.✧ I hope I intimidate you.✧ I pity you.✧ You disgust me.✧ I hate you.✧ I’m indifferent toward you.✧ I’d like to get to know you better.✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you.✧ I’m unsure what to think of you.✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you.✧ You are my friend.✧ You are my best friend.✧ You are my mentor.✧ I look up to you.✧ I respect you.✧ You are my hero.✧ You inspire me.✧ You are my enemy.✧ You make me happy.✧ I want to protect you.✧ I would fight by your side.✧ I consider you an equal.✧ I think you are beneath me.✧ I think you are above me.✧ I would lie for you.✧ I would lie to you.✧ I would sleep with you.✧ I would sleep by your side.✧ I would hug you.✧ I would kiss you.✧ You are family to me.✧ I would die for you.✧ I would kill for you.✧ I would trust you with my life.✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging.✧ I would trust you with a secret.✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret.✧ I love you (platonically).✧ I love you (romantically).
( Thanks for the ask! @lorifloof )
★ Did you have a mentor or an idol you looked up while training to become a great warrior?
Arenvalde would give the question thought before speaking, a hand idly pinching at his left cheek while he stared at Vistas unseen in the distance.
“I did not have any true formal mentor and the Sekiseigumi was in no way or shape any kind of teacher in the arts revolving the blade despite what they might have you think. Most of my art with the blade has been self-taught or taught to me in the heat of combat in the midst of many a duel. My idols were the Samurai of legends in old Hingashi lore, like that of Musashi”
Last Screenshots of 2017!
All taken when hanging out with my lovely rp waifu, @lori-floof <3
😳 Wraps her tail around Koziel's neck and gently fluffs the end of it against his cheek, soft little purr moving a little closer and nuzzles into his neck with a fond snuggle following soon after.
A dark hue would find its way to the raen’s cheeks, shivering as his cheek would be tickled by her tail fluff, gasping softly at Lori moving closer, looking down to her and huffing softly. “L-Lori…” He murmured, arms weakly moving to embrace the miqo’te.