#ffIV

[n-antarctica]

I noticed how little edward Chris von Muir art I actually updated here- time to start fixing that!

He's my favourite character from FFIV ^^ and the one I've fanarted the most-

Here's a traditionally drawn, pencil colored image I made for the 2022 31th anniversary of the game (19/07/2022). At first only his left (our right) eye was going to be visible, but I decided to take a risk and try adding the other eye too (showing through his hair, lol), which in the end proved to be a big mistake, but it's also the challenge of traditional media.

I was going to fix this one for uploading, but in the end I decided to keep the original- as always, better making new art than fixing old art!

Getting again into archieving my works, it all depends of my weekly schedule!

[iyliss]

Come get your baron trio wedding ♥

[allisonmckenzieart]

Rosa Joanna Farrell - Final Fantasy IV

[spotofmummery]

Wayrift Webcomic Update 🌟

Aiden takes care of the squid issue while Fu attempts to request administrator authorization. How'd that work for him?

-Read Chapter 90 Page 9 here!-

[greenmagic-oilspill]

Final Fantasy poll: Before you click, let the wheel choose a character for you.

Please add in the tags which one you got, and your answer! I'm curious!

Inspired by @sillylotrpolls

[turnipzz]

[animepopheart]

★ 【旳---】 「 月の明り-FF4 LOGS 」 ☆ ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me! insta • x • bsky

[machoestofmen]

if you feel up for it... I'll put in a request for number 11 of the "I can't" prompts with some Cecil/Kain or Cecil/Kain/Rosa nonsense?

Ship: Cecil/Kain/Rosa Fandom: Final Fantasy IV "I can't..." prompt: "...promise you that." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The night of their escape from the Tower of Zot, while everyone else had fallen right to sleep, Kain had felt too troubled to bother with finding a bed after Rosa landed everyone in Baron. From dusk to dawn, he had spent his time at the top of the eastern tower, watching the sun disappear and then reappear, with the cool wind of early spring going through his hair. By the time he picked up his helmet to put it back on, he blinked at the dew that had gathered on it; at least it wasn't wet on the inside too, and so he put it back on with little fuss.

Going back inside the castle, he found Cecil and Rosa eating in the mess hall, enjoying a somewhat spartan breakfast alongside many Baronian soldiers. Cecil was always quick to forgive, and Rosa was even more so, and it seemed that the soldiers were enjoying such mercies after having been tricked by Cagnazzo into trying to kill Cecil and whoever might have allyship with him. Kain, of course, would never afford himself any forgiveness, even if it was freely given. He stiffly moved along the walls of the room, looking to escape notice and perhaps come back to get something later, assuming the pit in his stomach would let him keep anything down.

"Oh, Kain!"

Had it been Cecil, he might have pretended to ignore it, but it just had to be Rosa to call his name. Kain cursed internally, and turned to face her. "Ah. Good morning, Rosa. I hadn't seen you there," he lied. He didn't move any closer to the table.

"Come," Rosa beckoned with a gesture, "take a seat and get something in your system. It would do you a world of good to have some food."

"I... feel unwell," Kain declined with an excuse. At least it wasn't a lie. "Maybe when the morning has decided to ease its relentless assault, I'll be up to it."

Cecil, who had just cleared his plate, stood up and looked at Kain with sympathy, shining just as brightly with that damned forgiveness as his radiant soul. Kain had to turn away, knowing that his heart would always be mottled with black stains in comparison, even if he was no corrupted Dark Knight. Despite this obvious refusal, Cecil either disregarded it or objected to it outright when he said, "You and I need to talk. We can go to my room for some privacy."

Fighting a growl in the back of his throat, Kain muttered, "...Very well. I wouldn't have thought I was so easy to read."

Clapping Kain over his armored shoulder, Cecil motioned for Kain to follow him. They went outside, headed to Cecil's quarters; Kain wondered if he could catch the noises of Cid and his team tinkering with the Enterprise to distract him from the uncomfortable silence between him and Cecil, but he was not blessed with luck in that either; such was his lot in life in all regards, it seemed.

Once they were in Cecil's room and the door was shut, Cecil took Kain's his hands into his own immediately, and his face shifted to reflect the sadness he must have felt for the Dragoon's various misfortunes but had the decency to not show in front of everyone else. "I know what this is all about already, Kain," he said, "and it's not your fault. It never will be, it was Golbez who violated–"

Kain threw Cecil's hands aside. "Golbez barely had to do a damned thing, Cecil," he snarled. "It was me that was a dark fruit, ripe with jealousy, there to be plucked. If I'm to keep the metaphor going, all Golbez did was catch me in his basket when the wind knocked me out of the tree."

Righteous fury burned in Cecil's gaze, his sadness being replaced instantly. "Everyone has their flaws, Kain," growled the Paladin, his voice somehow still sounding so beautiful with all its self-flagellation and chagrin. "I have innocent blood on my hands too, even more than you do! We both know it, every Mysidian knows it too, and so will every Mysidian in the years to come! Do you believe for a moment that I don't flay myself alive inside every day for that? Even if the Elder of Mysidia and many others forgive me because I became a Paladin, all the light in the world will never undo my cowardice, my mistakes, and the death left in my wake because of it!

"I will never be clean, Kain. If I had been on the west side of the landslide and you on the east after Rydia leveled the mountains between Mist and Kaipo, my mind would have been even easier to ensnare than yours. Weighing your sins against mine, I couldn't possibly spurn the idea of forgiving you for... what, for being jealous?"

Kain may have been a bit bigger than Cecil, but he certainly didn't feel like it, especially not with how much Cecil's sheer aura had intensified since his ascension. Kain did a good job at obscuring that with his own anger. "I don't need your pity," he bellowed, "and I certainly don't need you lessening my own crimes against the people of Fabul, of Troia, and against you! You and Rosa were literal inches from death because of my treachery! Because of my weakness! Because of–"

Both men were ready to start hurling fists at each other when the door to Cecil's room was flung open, with Rosa standing in the doorway. "Because of nothing that was your fault," she said sternly. Cecil and Kain ceased their argument as Rosa closed the door more gently than she had opened it. Any strength that Kain had gathered from his raging vanished. "You may have been able to be taken advantage of, but it's still Golbez at fault for actually doing it."

"Rosa, I..." Kain gasped out. I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry.

Rosa stepped forward, putting her arms around Kain's middle and hugging him tightly. He could never fight her, even all the hatred that Golbez boiled under his skin could ever bubble over and turn to him deliberately harming a hair on Rosa's head. When Cecil followed suit and embraced him as well, Kain fell apart, unable to fight his own tears, let alone his loved ones. "I will always... be the weak link in this chain," he groaned. "Even knowing what I would be up against, no... no promise I make could guarantee yours and Cecil's safety. Protect yours and Cecil's hearts from being... broken again. That wretched warlock makes me dangerous, Rosa."

Reaching up and taking off Kain's helmet, Rosa assured him, "As though we haven't faced greater dangers than Golbez's sorry attempt at keeping a leash on you." She looked him in the eye. "As though we won't be a far greater danger to him than he could ever make you to us."

Kisses on both of his cheeks from both of his lovers were more of a promise to him than he could ever make to them.

[liketheinferno2]

redux of that one sketch from last year

[iyliss]

Love Golbez name make me a little insane especially the part where it's the name of a fly but also the fly is named after a town which was named after doves. (and you can somewhat hear it in certain language - like in french "colombe").

He's a little ugly insect and a dove and also a hare i love he.

[iylisss]

Finally, they're all together!

[spotofmummery]

Sygnus Stories: Introducing Ben

I mentioned last week that I wanted to spend a little time introducing some of the OCs that are both a part of my Sygnus Stories projects and are also alts in FFXIV.

I’ll start with one that those who have read Spot of Mummery might already know a little about – Ben!

He is, in fact, on the cast list as a sort of cameo character that pops up from time to time in Amon’s story. Most recently, he’s trained Amon and Scylla in Red Magery, and he’s helped Tad better understand rift portals between reflections.

So, Who is Ben?

Ben was my very first OC/NPC, created back in 1992 - yes, 33 years ago. This was in response to the ending of FFIV (FFII on SNES for us old folks). He is, to say it outright, my version of Golbez.  

-More below the cut!-

Ben is also the start of me writing redemption stories for the misunderstood and ex-villains. Even as a teen, I knew that was my most loved trope. You’ll see that’s a common thread among most of the characters I introduce here, actually. Amon is in good company.

Originally, Ben’s story was my first ever fanfic – written back before there was an Internet in my life and I knew that the term “fanfic” existed. This is still up on the web as Coming of the Darkstar.

When I first wrote it, I could claim that it was in line with game canon, even though it has a lot of wild teenage fanfic ideas flowing through it. But then, the revamped story in the DS version of FFIV came out, as did The After Years, so now I have to claim my stuff is AU. I did not change my characters or stories to fit the change in canon (it happened 16 years after the original game came out!). :P

This story is where the term “Darkstar Dimension” comes from – something I often use to differentiate my characters from other FFIV AU verses, and also the Reflections of FFXIV. Ben's a bit of a dimension-hopper, so he fits right in with the concept of Reflections and dimensions in the game.

Ben is most commonly a part of my webcomics Wayrift and the upcoming re-release of Shimmer (which explores Ben’s not-so-happy adolescence).

In FFXIV, I’ve translated him to being an Elezen and a Red Mage, which is as close as it can get for him.

Fun fact: I tired to set up a FFXIV RP blog around Ben back before I decided on Amon and it just didn’t stick for whatever reason. So now he hangs around as a part of the Spot of Mummery side-character crew.

[spoonybird]

Sometimes you gotta go back to your URLs roots and draw the one and only spoony bard.

[susscrofaaa]

[kristanlayne]

BEAN BODY BABY BRIGADE IS BACK IN BUSINESS!!

Ive been in a major FFIV mood again and it’s hitting me like an isekai truck. You can expect more FFIV art and A LOT OF GOLBEZ ART. Like I’m obsessed with that man lmaoooo. But for now enjoy my favorite little munchkins in their FFIV TAY outfits.

[evieeion]

commission of seohiroth, cecil, and aerith together