For the Domesticity questions :3 If I may... for Serella and Aymeric? (BECAUSE I LOVE THEM!!!) Number 7, 17 and 46.
you absolutely may! Ty for the asks! :D I got a bit weepy and emotional over these, so they’re under the cut, but TL;DR they’re soft goobers and I love them and I’m so glad you do, too ;A;
7. do they have kids?
Not as of yet, though I have Feelings about post-MSQ Serella and Aymeric adopting three or so kiddos from the orphanage, all older kids of different races that were getting passed over for younger Elezen kiddos.
I hc that both of them in their off time read to the little ones in the orphanage when they can, and often enough that the kids will happily run up to them in passing, asking when they’ll be back. They aren’t “Lord Commander” and “Warrior of Light” to those kiddos: they’re “Mister and Miss Ellie,” because the kids keep forgetting Aymeric’s name, but, “You’re Miss Ellie’s husband! So you’re Mister Ellie!” And never mind that they weren’t married yet, he couldn’t even bring himself to correct them on that, and he was to tickled the name just stuck.
I don’t have firm ideas on what race/gender/name of each kid is, or what they look like, but I know that none of that mattered, and that they were adopted specifically because, after knowing those kids for a few years, those kids very hesitantly asked if they could come home with them, and after a few discussions, and a trial run to make sure it was really what the kids wanted, they did.
17. most trivial thing they fight over?
speech patterns
Serella has, time and again, insisted that he can drop the formal “goes out of his way to avoid contractions” type of speech when it’s just them at home, and when he insisted that it wasn’t something he intentionally did, and it wasn’t all that bad, really, she went out of her way to speak Exclusively in unrhyming iambic pentameter until he got the point and lightened up a bit.
“I do not speak that way, and you know it, Ella.”
“But how can I show thee how thy ways are/ if thou cans’t not see how thy speech sounds strained/ as a pompous noble schoolboy mumbling/ to recite his letters to his teacher/ fearful of a yalmstick to the knuckles?”
*long, agonized sigh of defeat*
46. morning routine?
Typically they share similar morning routines, if slightly different: both of them rise before the sun, half out of routine, half because of nightmares, and once their morning cleanliness is taken care of, whichever of them is up first tends to make the breakfast and coffee- if they both wake around the same time, they share a rare morning lovingly elbowing around the bathroom sink to get ready and make breakfast together. If one is still asleep when breakfast is done, the other wakes them up, because they genuinely enjoy eating breakfast together and spending some time before their duties inevitably pull them out of the house. After breakfast, they help each other into their respective sets of armor, kiss one another goodbye, and part ways.
Oh FFS! I LOVE LITERALLY ANYTHING WITH ALYX IN IT! Especially the Ala Mhigan smut and the one.. where she helps her love sleep. That one is so tender and - and like the one where he calls her and- THERE ARE SO MANY CHAPTERS AND DRABBLES THERE IS BOT ENOUGH HEADSPACE. Thank you for all of your writing.
she’s helpin’ him sleep in both aaaaaayylmao THANK YOU FOR ALL OF YOUR READING
Why we are not interacting... because I usually get to know people by telling them how much I love their art and asking them questions and I just haven't gotten around to your art yet >.< also - I do suck at RP XD ❤️
Why Aren’t We Interacting? @usagi-mitsu
That’s perfectly understandable!!! Also please don’t bother loOKING AT MY ART PLEASE. Save yourself and your eyes aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
For the "Useless Details Ask Meme II": any tattoos? where? what’s the story behind them?
At present, no actually! None of the FFXIV girls have any tattoos. It’s not something I often think about; I can probably count on one hand the characters I’ve had with tattoos at all, actually, in all my years of gaming. I really dunno why; it’s just not a character design go-to for me most of the time. Often, tattoos happen as a result of in game RP, like some silliness for my WoW Paladin, or a useful magic boost for a D&D cleric. Maybe someday one or more of the FFXIV girls will get one because of story reasons.
The one I did play where it was a big thing was a Varisian Bard named Melusina Ortha in a long-running Pathfinder game, where we went through the entire Rise of the Runelords adventure path, with some added adventures thrown in to get us all the way to level 20 when we faced the final main villain (who was also boosted up). Being Varisian (humans with a culture similar to Romani and other such groups), tattoos had various cultural significance as well as at higher levels, magical properties. She started the game with rainbow feathers on both of her upper arms, and over time gained more; butterflies going up her right hip/side (as a follower of the goddess Desna, that was significant), and a crescent moon on her left collarbone. All of her tattoos had various basic magic properties eventually, such as boosts to stats and resistances to some things.
I ended up getting art reference sheets for her from a guildmate, one of them including a nude version to show the tattoos. Since Tumblr’s a pill about sharing such art, though, here’s an imgur link. Melu’s actually the avatar for my @secondspark Tumblr where I gather aesthetics, inspo, stories, and other stuff for my tabletop and other gaming related characters that aren’t for FFXIV and WoW.
I had never played before and started as DM, because nobody wanted to do it. So I worked on a trial to test, if dming was for me and ended up having my players getting yelled at by the captain of the guard in the starting village. They had no clue about what was going on and they had to pay off their fine and piece together, what actually happened. (They got blackout drunk and started a brawl in the middle of town.) It was a lot of fun!!
I like blackout-beginnings, even if they won’t work for my in this case :D Also, props to you for taking on the role of DM without ever having played before :o I’m glad it worked out well!
Your Zenos is pretty cool and if I could ask for something, it would be this: A Ball! Zenos probably doesn't like those, but maybe the prospect of the WoL and a potential "dance" could make him actually attend one? (I just love the aesthetics of diplomacy while dancing)
“I really appreciate you doing this for me you know.”
Despite the clear sincerity in your voice, the former prince only gives another dramatic eye roll as you hold out his tailcoat for him to slide into. “Pray tell me again why we must attend this infernal ball?” he asks, sliding his first arm into the sleeve.
“I already told you,”
“I’m aware. I merely enjoy the sound of your voice.”
Reddening in the face you give him a playful smack. “Flirting will not get you out of this.” you chide, moving to help him get the other sleeve on.
“Perhaps not. But you cannot fault me for trying.” You can hear the smirk in his voice as the other arm slides through, the coat fitting as snugly as possible. He looks rather dashing in formal wear you think, your appreciative gaze not escaping his notice. “Like what you see?” he taunts, dodging your hand this time.
“I do.” you admit, moving to the nearby dresser to grab a hair tie. “Now come down here so that I may braid your hair.” Obediently, he acquiesces, kneeling on one knee. “Not putting up a fight?” you ask, hands running through his silken locks.
“It is a pointless battle.” he replies, eyes closed as your fingers massage his scalp.
“It’s for your own good. A show of good will. To show you genuinely,”
“If leaving my homeland and showing savages mercy anytime I leave this cottage is not proof enough about how genuine I am…” he trails off, watching as your swoop his hair across his shoulder and begin to braid.
“I know that you love me,” you pause to give him a peck on the cheek, “but others remain unconvinced.” Finishing the braid, you tie it off, smiling at your handiwork. “I assume that a prince such as yourself knows how to dance?”
Standing back to his full height, he throws you a bored look. “You know that there is no dance such as battle. Or in the bed,”
“He had not realized how heavily he had leaned against Serella until she pulled away from their kiss. His forehead gracelessly clacked against hers, and even through the affectionate stupor and his heavy panting, he tried to form an apology. she only laughed and pecked the hint of a stupefied smirk at the corner of his mouth. He felt his ears burn for the blunder, even as he smiled and leaned backwards against the desk. Fearful that such warm, close contact would end for the movement, he tugged her over with him.
“I owe you an apology,” Serella spoke up at last, hands resting on either side of him on his desk, gently pinning him in place.
“Not for that, I should hope,” Aymeric blurted before he could think to reword it better; he’d only barely stopped himself from asking for her to do it again.”
“I have wondered how that beard would feel…” Serella tapped her chin in thought.
“Well, I’d smash ‘im.” Uthengentle said around a judicious gulp of stout. “Let him take me apart, put me back together, and make me purr like a magitek engine~”
“…He’d probably be thinking about his latest schematic while going at it.” Serella realized, and pulled a face. “Pass.”