#Janlenoux

[bigeyedweirdo0]

"Rosary- a string of beads for keeping count in a rosary or in the devotions of some other religions."

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Personal headcanon time, but as we know in Ishgard, people are known to exchange Halonic rosaries as a promise to return to someone they love. In my little headcanon, if a Heavensward gives their rosary to someone, they become their "favored." It's basically their way of saying,"I pledge my entire being to you." It's so serious that even the Ishgardian Orthodox Church recognizes these bonds.

Unfortunately for Luces, he's a bit confused and thought that Janlenoux gave him a friendship bracelet...

[lyrieuxsicons]

Who? // : Ser Janlenoux de Courcillant From? // : Final Fantasy XIV Amount? // : 395 Size? // : 100 x100 px

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[queenofnohr]

Who fights? Who flies? Who falls?

a piece encompassing Odeline’s journey through Shadowbringers by @/inariya3 on twitter!

[veliara]

Junelezen2024 Day 19 - Food

"Hey, kiddo! Wake up!" Ciel jolted in alarm. He blinked a couple times, trying to regain his senses. "Come on, it's time for dinner." "But I …" "No BUTs, sit down and eat," the mage commanded. "All right." Ciel strode into the dining hall and sat down on a vacant seat. It was still early and not too crowded. Guerrique and Hermenost had gone to change. Ciel closed his eyes and dozed off. He was soon awakened by the aroma of food.

In front was a large plate of stew with an egg on top. It would have been all right, but it was enough to last him for three days.

"Thank you, but do I have to eat all this?" he looked in horror at Janlenoux standing near. "It's a bit too much." The knight with the light purple hair scratched his head thoughtfully. Ciel shifted his gaze to the inquisitor standing next to his ward brother. Elezen sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly.

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@draikoeques asked: Rothalion hopped excitedly to Janlenoux, standing up on his tiptoes and reaching out with one hand to tug him gently down for a quick kiss. Then, between them, he lifted up a box. The box was long and somewhat flat, wrapped tight in a translucent blue ribbon that paired well with the bright red paper. "Happy Starlight, dearest!" he purrs, his smile bright. Within the box was a scabbard, one made to fit Janlenoux's blade. It was entirely silver and adorned with golden embellishment, bright blue sapphires embedded at the top and near the bottom of the scabbard on both sides. "Lucky for me I knew exactly where to go to have it crafted to the perfect dimensions without sneaking away your blade," he comments with a laugh, "They already had the blueprint on store. I... noticed your blade lacking anything to protect it, I know not if it had a scabbard proper to begin with but this will keep it sharp and in good shape even longer. Thought you might like something a little... extra, something pretty."

Some days were certainly better than others. Some days, it was as if Janlenoux was his normal self, other days he was convinced he could see the ghosts of his fallen brothers, suffered with terrible pain behind his eyes and an exhaustion he couldn't shift. He saw it as his punishment, from the Fury, for stepping wrong in his direction... for falling victim when he ought have seen that he was being misled. Alas... regret gets one nowhere.

Rothalion's joy never ceases to aid Janlenoux in perking up his mood, and though the smile he gave was ultimately small, he meant it. Talks of Starlight, however, was largely unexpected - - he'd not remembered the date, hadn't recalled the time of year... and now, he stood surprised with a gift betwixt his fingers.

His smile grew a smite wider, the reveal of the gift to be perfectly useful and greatly appreciated.

"...I used to have one, yes- - I actually lost it in the Weestern Highlands not long after I got it ... Adelphel and I had gotten into a spot of trouble, ended up stuck down a crevasse after falling in..." It was a bittersweet memory, knowing his dearest friend was no longer walking the earth like he did. "Thank you, Ro... this means much."

[aroseyetbloomedwrites]

Not so fleeting, familiar touches.

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Name | Adelphel de Chevraudan Titles | Ser Adelphel the Brightblade Occupation | Knight of the Heavens' Ward Age | 22 Gender | Male (Trans) He/him Species | Elezen; Wildwood Loyal to | Ishgard, The Holy See, The Archbishop

Adelphel’s parents were Durant and Elaine de Chevraudan. The Chevraudan family was low nobility and a dying house - Durant was the last of his family. Durant and Elaine met young and had a brief, whirlwind romance that led to a quick marriage. But things soon enough went bitter as they were unable to conceive. Durant blamed Elaine and she resented him in turn. She had quit her studies to join the clergy to marry him, and their marriage was falling apart. She sought comfort elsewhere, and as it turned out, she was not the one with the fertility problems. She told her husband early on, and they both agreed that it was best not to rock their already weak standing with a scandal, and so Durant would give this child the Chevraudan name. Elaine went to stay outside of Ishgard to have the child, claiming health reasons (but it was in case the child looked nothing like their ‘father’). And Adeline de Chevraudan was born. As she grew up, she was still kept away from Ishgard. Elaine homeschooled her and Durant made it clear to Adeline that she was not his daughter and he wanted nothing to do with her. But that that was a secret that she must never tell. When she was around thirteen, Adeline told her mother that she wasn’t a girl. That he was a boy, that he wanted to be a boy. Elaine accepted this with ease and gave her son a new name - an altered version of the first she’d given him; Adelphel. His father did not approve. But Adelphel had grown into a stubborn child, quick witted and uncaring about his father’s opinion. He told his father point blank that he could accept him as a boy, or he would tell everyone he was a bastard and ruin their name. Durant retaliated the only way he could and told Adelphel that if he wanted to be a boy, he should do what boys do and go off and become a knight and fight the dragons. And so, Adelphel returned to Ishgard proper and spent the next years of his life training and perfecting his swordsmanship. He had a natural talent for the beauty of it and quickly impressed those around him. Prior to his being knighted, he fought as a soldier wherever he was needed - meeting Janlenoux de Courcillant and forming a close friendship. After Janlenoux was knighted and offered a place in the Heavens’ Ward, Adelphel strived towards that goal as well. And when he was 21, he earned the same honour. He was given the epithet Brightblade and he wore it with honour. He’d earnt a position that put him above his father’s control. He felt important. He felt special. Only him, his parents and Janlenoux know that he is trans. Only he and his parents know that he is a bastard. Only he and his mother know a deeper secret.

Verse | Main Set until The Singularity Reactor

Verse | Survival He barely survives Azys Lla, and in those moments of realisation, he gives up. He flees. He just goes. He avoids Ishgard, slowly recovering. He sells his sword, his shield, his armour. He’s been known by his epithet so when he gives the name Chevraudan it isnt readily recognised. But now, for the first time in his life, he is away from Ishgard. He feels the warmth of the world and realises how he’s never known it. He still finds such beauty in the art of battle and eventually crosses paths with a troupe of Thavnairian dancers and becomes incredibly enamoured with them. He ends up leaving for Thavnair and thats where he stays for quite a while. During the Final Days, though, with the reveal of Vrtra, he sees that even a dragon can do the right thing and hiding here when he can fight was not worth it. He returns to Coerthas to seek out his parents, finding his mother alive and he protects her. His father had turned, but he would not be mourned.

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Ever wonder what happens when the Heavensward gets scolded? Well you get this, Luther is very protective of his charges and sees Luces as his own kid. He fully supports the two, but has to remind Janlenoux that the young Lotus Dancer is truly unfamiliar with Ishgardian courting customs.

[discountdps]

We managed to get #1 worldwide speed clear for Thordan Unreal with a non-standard comp \o/ We killed him before Adelphel and Janlenoux started spamming AOEs. Was kind of nuts lmao.

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the loneliness of a princess

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[veliara]

Junelezen2024 day 5 - Morning

Training this early in the morning was a real punishment for Ciel. Night astronomy classes, morning training with the paladins and afternoon healing lectures took up all her free time. How nice that Janlenoux is always ready to fix things with a hot cup of coffee. A really big cup of coffee.

[kepesktribe]

So I made a cheap studio to take screenshots in for my characters... (Still not happy with the layout, but it got the basics of a white backdrop and a black backdrop as well as 3 themed backdrops) and I have come to realize that:

The white is good for monochrome or very colorful

And the black is great for action/serious shots

Not bad for my first attempt I think... maybe when I finally am satisfied with the layout I can start on character reference shots.

Now to figure out how to better set up the layout to where I am not running into walls to glitch into the backdrop rooms hidden from the light of the themed backdrops. @.@

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@inspiirefear asked: Adelphel hugs Jan from behind and just gently rests his head upon his shoulder.

Quiet mornings were uncommon within the Ward, the beck and call of the Archbishop running day and night regardless of the hour or ones exhaustion. Certainly, those that were more well rested went before others, but it could not always be an accommodation made. Busy days oft lead to busy nights and thus Janlenoux had been very much enjoying his mug of tea near to a roaring hearth within the Vault ere he thought of continuing in donning his armour for the days events.

The embrace from behind was unexpected, but eyes recognised clasped hands around his person ere he even so much as thought of thinking of whom it could be; lithe chuckle following close behind;

"And how did you sleep, I wonder-? The fireworks keep you up, too? I believe house Dzemael was having some variety of nameday celebration, if Grinnaux's drunken murmurs the early hours of this morning were aught to go by--- Though I'm not certain I trusted a word out of his mouth, given that he couldn't walk straight and I had to help him to bed..." Gently does he rest his hand over his companions clasped ones, briefly raising a teacup to his lips once more; "Rest up while you can - - who knows what today will hold."

[aroseyetbloomedwrites]

Been thinking about Janlenoux and Adelphel, idly. Francel and Janlenoux baking treats for each other and for Adelphel.

Maybe even a Bakery AU... who should be the baker? Ah... maybe... Janlenoux and his boyfriend becoming attached to the cute regular who comes in for the espresso cream croissants... and Francel, discovering the bakery... and becoming interested in the baker and his little helper who always gives him an extra rolanberry pastry whenever he can...

They can also serve coffee there too, right? He always gets a latte and Janlenoux and Adelphel make little hearts in his cup with the foam...

Maybe Francel can help them out! Maybe he can do advertising for them!!!