#remember abnegation

[sangrefae]

yotsuyu and her giant lap rabbit

[jambandit]

art fight attack on @sangrefae !!

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im too lazy to edit these so y'all are getting them raw . Or whatever

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it goes without saying that i have missed my rabbit dearly

[sangrefae]

remember's birthday was on sunday, and their gift? a broken nose + a fight lost in the styx. still a pretty good day though, all things considered (elinor made them a cupcake)

[sangrefae]

how to talk to tall people, a guide by yotsuyu goe brutus

[sangrefae]

FFXIV WRITE 2023: DAY SEVEN (NOISOME)

link to the ao3 post for my entries | day five | day six | day eight

noisome [adjective] - offensive or disgusting, as an odor. - gen, ambiguous time between heavensward and stormblood. 474 words.

Miserable, Elinor sat in the porcelain tub fully clothed, ears flattened against his head. The slime had dried during his trek back to the Rising Stones, creating a hardened yet no less noxious shell that made it almost impossible to remove his clothing; as such, they were forced to begin the process of cleaning him with all of his armor and cloth stuck firmly to his skin.

"Did you not have anything like morbols around your village?" Inanna exclaimed, pouring various tonics and potions into the bathwater. Their astringent scent made Elinor's eyes water, though they also served to swiftly cut down the rotten stench he'd trailed into the headquarters, offering some mild amount of relief to his tormented nose.

"It was too cold," he grumbled, closing his eyes as yet another potion was handed to Remember. They uncorked it with their teeth before pouring it into the shampoo already pooled in their spoken hand, "And the roses generally stayed out of the wooded areas. They were too big to get through."

"Their breath isn't as bad as morbols, anyway," Remember added, carefully depositing the shampoo and potion mix onto Elinor's hair before starting to scrub vigorously.

"Especially not the ones in Mor Dhona," Elinor bemoaned.

All talk paused as Inanna and Remember set to dousing Elinor thoroughly in the soapy concoction, Remember massaging it into the crusted slime in his hair and on his ears as Inanna worked on de-sliming the chainmail that had been glued to his skin. Movement was painful for him because of it, though soon enough the chemicals worked their magic enough for him to lift his arms slightly, making it possible for him to begin the process of working the soap into his tail.

"The next time you decide to go looking for Hunt marks, make sure you don't do it alone," Remember reprimanded after some time, satisfied with the state of his hair and reaching for the pitcher to begin rinsing it. Inanna similarly clicked her tongue, finally freeing the last bit of chainmail from his skin and making to take it off of him.

"And move faster. Morbols definitely let you know before they spray you, and you're supposed to be a dragoon, aren't you?" she sniffed. Elinor made a noise akin to a kicked pup.

The rattling of the door alerted all three of them, Inanna and Remember's head snapping up to see who was coming in. They only caught a brief glimpse of white hair before the head retreated from the threshold, retching sounds coming from behind the wood.

"Oh, dear Heavens," the pained voice of Alphinaud floated to them. "I'll let Tataru know that it'll be a while longer."

Elinor buried his face in his hands, his embarrassed groan lost in the splashing of the bath water and both of his companion's voices rising in laughter.

[sangrefae]

"equivalent exchange, isn't that what you called it?"

aka im so gay for zero please help me,,,, one w texture and one w/out

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