#silvertail-ffxiv

[hectorward-ffxiv]

“The sun is not rising anytime soon, you know.”

Hector’s gaze was on the east. The drunks at Buscarron’s had gotten to be too bawdy and loud for Hec, and even in the middle of the morning he stepped out onto the porch and watched the nearby stream in the lamplight, grimacing to himself with his severe face as cold air expunged noxious, ale-soaked fumes from him. 

That someone would find him out here wasn’t surprising, but it wasn’t comforting. He hadn’t exactly been an extrovert at the bar, leading weary wailers to sing in their cups like he could hear from behind the worn wood walls. Hector eyed the person in the shadows warily, looking as uninviting as possible: 

“Debatin’ on catching a carriage.”

[redgentleman-ffxiv]

H E L I O S

[xaelic-voidknight]

Umbrella sage: Where does your character consider home?

Ultimately, Balqadar is home wherever his father and brother are, or where Vynnie is.City wise, probably Kugane and Shirogane are home to him.

Now, he’s lived a nomadic lifestyle for the first 15-16 years of his life, so a stationary home is a new thing. It’s new and novel, and he likes it. It means he can own things without worrying about the weight of carrying them. It’s neat!

[crafting-illusions-ffxiv]

✋to stop my muse as they sway where they stand

Fainting/Dizzy Scenarios

Work, work work - he’d been at his easel for ages, ages, ages - too much - too long. He stood too quickly as he heard the keeper approach - and almost took a tumble.

Strong arms grabbed his arms, and he put his hands out on Jas’ arm to steady himself. “Oh - hold on,” he mumbled, head swimming. Then-

“wooooah! You’re so strong! Catching me like that!” And all grins and smiles and wiggling ears.

[ink-dreams-ffxiv]

I) 2 things they really enjoy.

Sahxa giggles, the half empty bottle of rum raised in toast before she takes a swallow. Not a dainty one either, but a head back, bottle up kind of, when is she going to breath kind of swallow.

“eehhhh...Well, rum fer one, and fish. ‘M not much fer eating other kinds of meat regular like, once in a while sure, gotta have some’n different from time to time, but fish, I can more ‘n eat my weight in it, especially if I’ve been ta one ta catch it!”

(thanks for the ask! @silvertail-ffxiv)

[sand-seeks-sun]

“ What just happened? “

“One more... Come on, big girl, aaaand-” Whoops. 

The Lavender hued Chocobo made her best flying leap, but... just managed to slip coming back down on a downed branch, sending her and her owner to the forest floor in an undignified puff of autumn leaves and startled-loose down feathers. While the bird stood up relatively quickly to shake her feathers out and regain some dignity, her owner took another moment or so before rising out of the mess of like-colored foliage with a defeated groan and a press of his palm to his forehead. It wasn’t until Jesah’ya spoke that Y’aromirr realized there was another person nearby, and became rapidly aware of how his state must look as he took in the Keeper’s appearance in return. He must’ve seen... that.

“A-ah! Nothing t-to worry about..!” He piped up, voice uncomfortably high in his surprise. After a short clear of his throat to remedy such, he went on, “Sh-she just misstepped, it s-seems...”

Sidling up to his companion and gripping her saddle straps for stability as he came to his feet fully again, Y’aro cautiously continued to look over the seemingly kindly stranger from behind his now messier than usual hair. With his rather stumpy tail swinging in a cautiously friendly display to Jes, the Seeker easily calmed himself by focusing his attention the nearby Chocobo’s seemingly much needed preening scratches by the way she leaned into his hands like melting candle wax. 

“W-we’ll have to be more careful...”

[crafting-illusions-ffxiv]

❥ - a childhood memory

Memory Meme

“....child, are you listening?”

Sonja whipped his head back around from where he’d been watching the window. “Yes papa!”

“Mmhmm.” his father chuckled, looking at him. Sonja was practically vibrating, hands tucked tightly against him, trying his best to stay still. His tail was long for his age, almost reading the back of his knees where his sisters were barely bobs, each a year younger than him, and yet....”Alright. Sonja, go get your sisters, and we’ll all go for a walk.”

Sonja leapt up from his stool. “Yes papa!” He flashed a grin that was missing teeth and ran from the room, calling for his sisters as his father stood, leaning on his cane.

Within a few minutes they were all outside the estate, his father carrying the youngest girl, and Sonja holding the hands of the other two, in other to keep them all together. It wasn’t very necessary. The girls, though young, knew well enough to stay close.

The afternoon sun was lowering in the sky as they walked through public gardens and markets and parks, ending at the alchemist shop where their mother worked, and staying there ‘til closing.

[voidiots]

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

Some poor sod was getting sick in the alleyway Una’to was in and the sound was enough to make his skin crawl. It’s not as if he can tell the other Miqo’te to find another place to get sick, but it’s the best place this time of night to get traffic for readings generally. Sighing, he stands up and goes over to the other. With a small sigh he starts to rub the other males back,

“Do you perhaps need help? You seem to be rather ill and getting ill in the alley’s of Ul’dah isn’t the safest thing mind you...” he says with a rather dead pan look. After all, how many muggings had he seen since he quit the circus to live here? The weaker the target the easier it was to get the gil after all.

Thank you for the prompt @silvertail-ffxiv, have one very touch avoidant Una’to who is... trying. :D He’s not very good at it.