#Ceredwin Hollows

[ceredwin-hollows]

"The Rune Fencer." Big dump of all my screens recently. Get dabbed on.

[pervasivescariness]

"Wait? You're a vampire too!!! Oh my gods!" *Shows her fangs* - Ceredwin Hollows, doing things she really shouldn't.

[kaz-xiv]

Commission for @scuttle-wytch(AKA @ceredwin-hollows )!

Thank you so much for allowing me to draw your super unique girl!! <3

[blade-who-left-monsters]

Playing With the Princess

(( While the Faceless plot tends to be more serious, special thanks to @the-faceless-ffxiv for laying the groundwork of the server wide event that got these three dorks into epic video games at Lucerna’s arcade. Yes. Lucerna has an arcade. If you’re interested, please let me know or visit at Goblet 3 34!

[18:49]Ceredwin Hollows leaned forward, picking a game aptly named Void. It set her in a small platform, the entry to World of Darkness, in a first person view. It seemed overly cartoony, it was cute, and she had a sword in front of her as if she was a Paladin, shield included. One trigger casted Holy Spirit, the other swipped, and both together blocked. "Oooh... This is cool..." When she came to her first encounter however, a cartoony Ahriman. It was cute. [18:49]Random! Ceredwin Hollows rolls a 773.

[18:49]Ceredwin Hollows took a few hits, crawlling her HP pool to about 88%, and aptly took down the Ahriman. She liked this, her next encounter was the 7-headed Hydra of legends! Also the voidsent turned to plushies and became collectables. Ceredwin loved this [18:49]Random! Ceredwin Hollows rolls a 841.

[18:50]Ceredwin Hollows actually took out the 7-headed Dragon bitch easily! A grin glowing showing her fanged teeth. She was proud, her next encounter a group of monsters, the second add group in WoD. it wasn't entirely accurate was it? [18:50]Random! Ceredwin Hollows rolls a 666.

(( At this point, with that roll, we decided this was a sign Ceredwin was going to be a champion at the game and no further rolls were needed ))

[18:51]Chachanji Gegenji cheered Ceredwin on! And was dodging and ducking and reacting as if he was the one playing instead of her. "A-ah! Careful! Block! Ya gotta block!" He probably wasn't helping.

[18:52]Ceredwin Hollows was like the devil incarnate, PLUSHIES SURROUNDING HER AS SHE BECAME THE DEMON IN YOUR DREAMS, it was as if she was born for these games. The next one was a 3 headed giant hound, and Ceredwin took the challenge on herself to solo it locking out her party behind her... If only she had one... ANd she took it out perfectly!

[18:52]Lucerna Sainahs: "Ah- you're a natural!"

[18:52]Chachanji Gegenji: "Yer almost there! Tha' place looks like a big final fight thin'!"

[18:53]Ceredwin Hollows | as the devilhound lay dead before the black haired Paladin, a grin across her face as she advanced to the final room. She walked slowly, her boots filling the room as Ceredwin healed herself to full, repairing her armor with leftover Black Matter. The paladin was ready for the next fight, stepping into the transporter. Purple light surrounded her and deposited her in a black void.... [18:54]Ceredwin Hollows | With time, her eyes opened. The floor began to glow a light purple, tiled and glorious, gorgeous and perfect. She breathed in, a massive cloud flying into the edge of the arena. A woman came forth, massive within the cloud, gorgeous as the woman facing it.

[18:55]Lucerna Sainahs: "I.. I've never even been to this level!" [18:55]Chachanji Gegenji: "O-oh jeez. Um... is tha' a boss? Or a friend?" [18:56]Ceredwin Hollows | "YOUR WORLD IS OURS, FOOLISH MORTAL!" The beast screeched with an envious glorious rage, Ceredwin's face beamed as she stepped forward once, then charged at the beast. She gave a left swipe, blocking hits perfectly, another swipe and another! One thing she never expected was the Zero-form Particle! It blasted her back, she blocked it perfectly, it rended her shield into nothing as her armor was torn away like paper.

[18:56]Chachanji Gegenji jumped at the voice. "A-ah! Oh no. From th' left! Th' left! Ah! LOOK OUT!" He covers his eyes at the laser!

[18:57]Ceredwin Hollows | Ceredwin charged again despite her weaknesses exposed and her armor gone, her heart becoming heavy, pounding into the void. More swipes, dodges, attacks and fury. She was forced into the middle of the arena, the demon disappearing. "Where are you..." She muttered, looking around with a furious certainty. She felt a precense, and made a guess, firing the last of her Holy Power at where she thought the demon was. It struck dead on as it appeared and recoiled. "Got you!" She yelled

[18:58]Ceredwin Hollows | Ceredwin charged, lunging at the beast, landing the final blow as another beam started to form. It was the half-second difference between death and victory... [18:58]Chachanji Gegenji: "Ah! Oh no! 's gonna shoot ya 'gain!" [18:59]Ceredwin Hollows breathed in relief as the demon vaporized into nothing, a puff of darkness appearing on the screen. She looked around, approaching it and picking it up... And that was it, the game over screen showed, and her heartbeat was as loud as it could be, she could swear Lucerna and Chachanji could hear! [18:59]You cheer Ceredwin Hollows on! [18:59]Lucerna Sainahs: "That was amazing!"

[18:59]Chachanji Gegenji: "Ah... wait... wait... was tha' it?" He was peering through his fingers. "D-did ya win?"

19:00]Ceredwin Hollows: "Holy shit..." Ceredwin muttered, it seemed magical as a Puff of Darkness appeared. Maybe it was a hologram... Her scoreboard appeared on the screen, only the initials "JNCK" popped up, and above it.... "Cere." The name she put in.

[19:01]Ceredwin Hollows | and just as quickly as it appeared, the Puff was gone as the game turned itself off, and Ceredwin stepped back. [19:01]Chachanji Gegenji: "Ya won! Ya did it!" [19:02]Ceredwin Hollows: "i did?" She blinked, unsure of what just actually happened. "Good gods I did!" [19:02]Ceredwin Hollows motions joyfully. [19:03]Ceredwin Hollows smiles.

[19:03]Chachanji Gegenji: "Well, ya got ta put yer name in 'n ya didn't game over 'n ya were on top'a th' list 'n... 'n...!" [19:04]Ceredwin Hollows was at a loss for words, that was simple enough to describe. "By the gods..." She muttered, giggling quietly. [19:04]You nod to Ceredwin Hollows. [19:04]Lucerna Sainahs: "I've never see anyone take so quickly to a game!"

[19:07]Chachanji Gegenji: "Right? Ya push th' buttons 'n th' thin's on th' screen do stuff!" [19:08]Ceredwin Hollows: "No, I felt as though I was in that!" She chuckled, "And did you see the hologram of that Cloud of Darkness! Oh my gods I want one! I want a lil puff of darkness!!!" [19:08]Ceredwin Hollows is uncontainably jubilant! [19:08]Chachanji Gegenji: "Izzat a thin'? Can ya get one'a those?" [19:08]Chachanji Gegenji gazes upon Ceredwin Hollows in deep reflection.

[19:10]Ceredwin Hollows: "i don't know but... I want to know."

[19:13]Chachanji Gegenji: "Tha'd be a neat prize ta get! Y'know... other'n bein' on top'a th' scores like tha'..."

[19:14]Lucerna Sainahs: "Ah, I'll definitely have to see about prizes for champions. That was incredible to watch! Great work!"

[19:15]Ceredwin Hollows breathed out, she was still breathing heavily. "Thank you..." She chuckled, her heart nearly in her throat. "Thank you both..."

[scuttle-wytch-blog]

I'm practicing colors and skin tones! I thought this came out well.

[promiscuoussummoner]

❣ for Cere

✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ | Sexual Attraction

“I am enchanted by this woman~ It is very hard to keep my hands off of her. And she very well knows it, too.”✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ | Romantic Attraction

“I swear some days, she did cast a spell on me. Cause my heart has never felt so at peace until she came along. Though she has not claimed it fully as hers. But I am content knowing that she will cherish it like I do her~”✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ | Crushing

“I am way past crushing~”✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ | Squishing

“At least I know, that even if we didn’t have our moments of bliss, that we would make some very tight knit buds”✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ | Sensual Attraction

“Let me cuddle and play with this woman’s hair for eternity! I will be the happiest duskwight ever~”✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ | Aesthetic Attraction

“I could just stare at her all day. She is a masterpiece and I love to admire how gorgeous she is every time I get to share my company with her~”

Low ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ High

Hover over the names for explanations.

[smolcatte]

My name is Ceredwin Hollows, and this is my favorite catte in the citadel. How hot :3

Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

“She’s such a sight t’behold, an’ I can appreciate a lass who can sweep me off m’feet!”

[gegenji]

Void Where Prohibited?

Clang. Clang. Clang.

The striking of hammer against steel was a constant, soothing thing for the little Lalafellin smith - like listening to the heartbeat of his forge. Fully hale and hearty again thanks to Ms. Fiona's tincture and Ms. Aya's bag of recovery comforts, Chachanji had jumped back into catching up on his work that had slacked due to the grip of the disease. Plus, making the base plates that would later be turned into the various other tools and armor was always a nice time for him to collect his thoughts.

And he had plenty to think about after the meeting.

Chachan hadn't attended a lot of security meetings before, but even he had felt the whole thing hadn't gone very well. First was the part he walked in on - introductions that were quickly stymied by one of the number deciding to play with their cards close to the chest and not even divulging their name as they harangued the rest of the group. The others had responded pretty understandably to it - not wanting to share security information with someone whose attitude seemed to be quite the security risk, later seemingly justified when the figure apparently mentioned bypassing the door guard with some sort of teleport-y rift magic.

The fact said door guard was Hammersmith meant things would have gotten... rather violent should the man have followed through on his idea. Or failed at it due to the wards. Which the Roegadyn seemed to have Plans for if such a thing had happened. Violent Plans.

Speaking of Hammersmith, he had caused his own scene after the meeting had been relocated to one of the smaller rooms of the Clinic. The smoking mountain of a Roegadyn had very Strong Opinions on many things - especially Voidsent and anything related to them. Chachan had heard plenty on that one from Tiroro as well as from Hammersmith himself, so when it came out that the Rangers utilized some sort of void power to combat the voidsent... things went as they usually do when the one-eyed Roegadyn had a Problem with something. Badly.

It didn't help that someone had tried to appease him with some holy water, which he then made a point of spraying on everyone and then lurking outside the meeting hall to dump even more on anyone exiting to check for "voidshite." While it was more nuisance than anything else for most attending, the Rangers - as well as Chachanji's newfound friend Ceredwin - had reacted poorly to it... Chachanji paused in his hammering for a moment.

The holy water, if the lady who gave it to Hammersmith was to believed, reacted to void-stuff or something like that. The Rangers had obviously reacted due their void power, but why had Ceredwin been set to sizzling? She had mentioned she was practiced in the Red Magics, which weren't - as far as the little Lalafell was aware - involved delving into the Void. Unless Ms. Artemis wasn't telling him and Tiroro something, and he liked to think she would mention something like that.

Unless what Ceredwin had asked him the day she had come to check on him was the clue. After all, when Chachanji had mentioned he liked his friends no matter what type of person was or where they came from, she had asked him: "What about half-voidsent?" He had figured she was just setting an extreme example, to test his convictions - and many seemed fond of doing, now that the little Lalafell thought on it - but given the holy water incident... Chachan shook his head and resumed his hammering.

Clang. Clang. Clang.

He had told her before that such things didn't matter - and Chachanji would hold to that even if Ceredwin was part Voidsent or Voidkin or Voidtouched whatever. After all, despite potentially having that cursed heritage, the Elezen seemed just like anyone else - wanting to have friends and loved ones. In fact, her visit to his smithy had cemented just how much she wanted those sorts of very human comforts: while Chachan may have gotten upset with her for thinking he couldn’t take care of himself and that he was going to make a martyr of himself, it was because she cared. She was worried for him, like he had been for many of his own friends who had been in dire situations.

And from her demeanor and the things she had said, it sounded like she was sorely lacking in the friends department.

No matter how the little Lalafell looked at it - Hammersmith's very vocal and infectious distrust of anything void-related aside - Ceredwin seemed... just like anyone else. As had Belladonna and her Rangers, in the brief period he had interacted with them; despite whatever histories they had and what obstacles they had to overcome, they were still people. Perhaps the circumstances of their birth or the whims of fate had dealt them a terrible hand, but they were still trying to do to help people in spite of it. To do good with what they had been given. The Rangers had literally described their purpose as using void energies against the actual threat of the Voidsent themselves - fighting fire with fire - even though they hadn't gotten much of a choice in the matter when used in that Ranger project thing.

It just didn't feel right to Chachanji to so harshly judge them out of hand for situations in the past that had been out of their control, had not been their fault or even their decision to make. What they wanted to do, and what they were going to do, was what mattered most right now. Belladonna and her Rangers were out there fighting actual dangerous entities, and Ceredwin seemed to just be trying to find her own place to belong. And all of them were just as for dealing with the threat that the Whispers brought as anyone else. Yet the unfortunate circumstances that brought them to where they were today coming to light was what ended up derailing the security meeting horribly and drawing lines in the sand that the little Lalafell didn't think needed to be drawn.

After all, the purpose of the security meeting was to help determine some sort of safe manner where those who defied the Whispers could work together, to protect and help each other against this Greater Threat. How could they do that if people were being secretive and distant - like the man in the cloak and hood at the very start - or turning against potential aid because of questionable pasts? Sure, it was one thing to be a little concerned, but to devolve into the squabbling and ire that had followed...

If something as simple as a sordid history was enough to break down the lines of coordination, to drive wedges in the group, could they really band together to provide a concerted effort against this otherworldly presence? Against those who had joined its cause and were already working to oppose and hinder their efforts? Or were they doomed to failure before they even began?

Clang. A pause, and then... Clang. Clang. Clang.

No, Chachanji didn't want to believe that. Call him stubborn, but the little Lalafell had already seen firsthand the good that they had already accomplished despite how ragtag the group was and all the different walks of life they had came from. Drawn together simply due to questionable circumstance of “hearing voices in their heads,” they had managed to come together and combat the first threat of the Whispers - a deadly plague.

Chachan standing at his forge like nothing had happened was proof of that. The cure that he had been given wouldn't have been possible - or developed so quickly - without that communal effort everyone had provided. And even now they were working their hardest to make more and spread it to those who needed it, as well as deal with the flowers that caused it.

They would overcome this obstacle as well.

Together.

( @the-faceless-ffxiv and @ceredwin-hollows )

[ceredwin-hollows]

So /ponder is /pout on Elezen ladies 🤔

[roegadamn]

Roulette! - Ceredwin Hollows

Soft moans and giggle’s echo’d through the walls of the Golden Lily. “C-Ceredwin!” The soft cry all but stumbled from Isabella’s lips as her legs tightened around the head of her client. As a overwhelming warmth started to build up and started to spread throughout her body as another cry escaped her. “Ceredwin!” As the name slowly faded into the air of the room, so did any sense of self. Isabella’s entire mind went blank as she was brought to her peak and allowed herself to melt away into total bliss. 

*Fade to bla-...wait too late for that.*

[ayyymeric]

Ceredwin Hollows for How Ho- wait I'm a rabbit oh no

Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

“Viera?” Numei tilted her head. “She is pretty though. I enjoy the black and white.”

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[castorre]

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Tagged by several people ( @moryera & @ladyramora ). Gonna go with Royal Chemists AU// Aesthetic + extras!

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Tagging: @ceredwin-hollows @necrologos @kael-haustefort-xiv 

[scuttle-wytch-blog]

The Devils Blood - 1

As the scream rang out through the night, a mans tears hit the ground. They wet the La Noscean coast.

A man and a woman were held apart from eachother, held by two groups of men. She was held by her arms forced to watch, screaming out for his safety. The man was forced to the ground, gritting his teeth.

The men brandished knives, forcing up his bangs. He was a Garlean. The woman didn't care, love was love, and her heart beat for his.

As the knife cut into the mans third eye, she stopped her sounds. She watched as the flap of skin fell over his eyes and his blood spilled over. She watched as they tore his eye out, in utter silence.

Eventually they let the man go. They let her go, and in a second she held him. They watched awhile as the man began to cry. The woman didn't know what she was doing, trying to hold the flap up, scouring the sands for the lost organ.

In an instant a knife met the mans throat. And it was over.

She stared at her dying lover as he fell silent in his sobs. The Pirates left. She was alone on the beaches with the man formerly her lover.

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It was another Sunday reading the torn paper for Ceredwin. She had taken it from her mothers diary. She'd made a habit to read the paper every Sunday, and recently she received a notebook from her mother.

Her diary.

Ceredwin had put off opening it, touching it. She knew what was in it. She had figured out that it was her mother. Her father in that story. She had figured out that her mother did something to fuck everything up for Ceredwin before she was even born.

She swallowed, opening to the first page.

"The first born, and your blood." writ in blood was all that was written there.

The pit in Ceredwin's stomach collapsed into a black hole.

[ceredwin-hollows]

Ceredwin read the letter slowly, quietly. She considered it all, looking out her inn rooms window. She did her best to dress nicely, moving out of the room.

She'd stand at the docks for a time now, watching waiting. And this process would repeat daily. People would ask who she's lost, and she'd reply with silence. Some people would ask what happened to her arm, and she began to cover it with her cape.

And after her wait, she'd go and walk the town, seeing what there was. She'd try to eat, never keeping it down. Never feeling the want to eat. Then she would sleep and start the process again, she'd try to work out her singular limb, she'd try to with all her heart, all her strength, but she never had the will to continue.

The handwriting is poor, like a child writing with their nondominant hand. It's signed from a very scribbly 'Ceredwin Laviouseux'. "Dear Yaelle, I apologize for my absence. I have been dealing with something, and I admit I'm quite weak. I cannot leave Kugane, not in my state." There are scribbled out words and sentences here. "I need to see you again, I lost my arm." It seemed as though there were teardrop stains on the paper, mixed with the messy ink writing.

Yaelle buried her face in her hands, tears running down her cheeks as she read the last line. Her lovely Ceredwin has been mutilated and she wasn’t there to protect her. Though she knows Ceredwin probably had her reasons. But it hasn’t been that long ago that they confessed their feelings. After taking a few deep breaths, she was able to gain slight composure to write a letter back. 

“My lovely Ceredwin,

I will be there as soon as possible. Two moons on a boat is going to feel like a whole summer knowing you’re in a bad shape. But I will steer it myself if I have to. And as soon as I see you, I want to know everything, hun….And I do mean everything. Also while you are telling me this, I am not letting go of you for a good bit. Going to have to keep a close eye on you. And please, just try and not get any more injuries while I am heading there. Cause I will tie you down to a bed! Don’t think I won’t.

Love,

Yaelle”

She put the letter in an envelope, sealed it and placed her lips against the seal, leaving a lipstick stain on the paper. She would take her letter took the delivery moogle near the entrance of the mist. She held onto it for a moment as the moogle grabbed it. Tears started to well up in her eyes again and she sniffled, “Please be hasty with this letter. I need it to be delivered to Kugane a.s.a.p to Ceredwin Laviouseux. If you can do this for me, I will make you food for many months!”. The moogle replied with a “Kupo!” and flew off. Yaelle then quickly when back home to pack. Cause she was not going to waste anytime away from Ceredwin.   

[ceredwin-hollows]

A cute as HECK commission of Ceredwin being a babe. She won't bite, promise! From @faerie-apples!!! Thank you ^^

[scuttle-wytch-blog]

The Devil's Blood - Part 2

The sun set again, the woman hadn't moved since that last night. The tears had stopped flowing a long time ago.

She started to crawl from her locked position, out from under the dead man. Dried blood caked her skin, in her desperation she recalled a sigil, a ritual.

The skies turned red as she stared up, blank and numb. The memories clouded her. The form took after her pains.

A Succubus descended, arms opening, claws tapping against eachother. The demon stared at her blankly, as the woman lost herself in the skies.

The ritual had been made however, and the voidsent presented infront of her. There was no escaping.

"I want my husband back... I want the power to bring him back."

The Succubus didn't hesitate. The Firstborn, Your Blood, Forever Mine.

The seal and bond was made there, in blood and in Aether. As the skies cleared up, she stared to the sun. In her hands was a pitch black stone, in her mind the knowledges to fulfill her dream.

_______________________________

Ceredwin's heart sank, closing the journal. She hadn't imagined that...

"Mother..." she whispered, putting her hand to her temple, the throbbing starting again.

"You cursed me..."

Ceredwin stood up, walking around her apartment. The moon shun in through her windows, through the flowers that filled her apartment with smell and beauty. She paced and stared at her coat, its smell heavily of roses and lavender and pastries. She pulled it off its hook, wrapping herself in it as she stepped out of her home, into the cold night.