#ffxiv francel

[sammi-doodles]

Live on in dreams unanswered Francel x Haurchefant

[catnipfarm]

haillenarte's as one of those haunted house pics

[koukouture]

do u ever think that Haurchefant is just a horny bitch ranting about how badly he wants to fuck WOL to Francel who is just a normal guyTM and it’s just:

Haurchefant: By Halone I want them to sit on my face

Francel: Please stop I beg of you

[bakuzen-xiv]

Francel, we know you still want to be close to Haurchefant but you should really go home....

[house-fortemptations]

Happy Halloween from a few of my fave Elezens (feat. EleZenos) :3

[smalldumbpigeon]

sketch dump of various haurchefants i may or may not have shown

also bonus of Haurchie and Francel :3

[janzoo]

It's our first Haurchefant Day with the new graphics, so of course I had to take lots of pics of him to celebrate.

As dapper as can be! He cleans up well.😊(Big thanks to this mod!)

And a whole bunch of him with his family. Sure, Haurchefant's home life was rough much of the time, but not always.

Catching up with Yaelle and Corentieaux at Camp Dragonhead, plus squats with the lads. (I want you all to know that I synced Haurchefant's squats perfectly with the other guys.)

Last but not least, him with Francel. BFFs💖

I'd like to pose some wolchefant in a bit, but first I need to recover from doing all of these back-to-back lol.

[howdygravytrain]

this is the set of gposes that started my downward spiral into making stupid ass storyboards. took a horribly long time to make cause ffxiv kept crashing and i would have to start all over every single time SOB. this was pre-dawntrail, so i'd like to think that i've improved since then!!

i've shown aymeric simping for his gooby aah wife a fair bit, but here we see gravy's just as obsessed with her lord commander UwU

transcript below the cut!

TRANSCRIPT

Panel 2: ???: DAWG, THAT WOULD BE A FUCKING DREAM COME TRUE!!

Panel 3: Gravy Train: If Aymeric ever showed up wearing some cowboy getup, I would die right there as the happiest lalafell EVER!

Panel 4: Aymeric: Hmm…”cowboy gear?” Where on Eorzea would I even acquire such garments?

Panel 5: Aymeric: Wait, I’ve got it!

Panel 6: [SOMETIME A FEW DAYS LATER] Stephanivien: (Rambling about some new upgrades he wants to implement on Gravy’s turret that Artoirel is fairly certain is against the Eorzean Alliance Conventions.)

Panel 7: ???: Ahh, Gravy! Just the person I was looking for!

Panel 8: Gravy Train: Huh, Ayms is that you-

Panel 9: Gravy Train: Holy shit, Aymeric?!

Panel 12: Gravy Train: Processing what she’s seeing

Panel 13: Gravy Train: OH HELL YEAH BABY!!!

[mythiclings]

More elezen in fancy outfits, inspired by ouji fashion u.u✨️

[aroseyetbloomedwrites]

Still your heart so much to prove, Fight for all the things that you believe in, Now the world's watching every move, Take your shot don't act a fool, All you've got, and all you'll ever need, Is one bullet in the chamber, Breath easy take your aim, boy, Ain't nobody gonna save you, So whatcha gonna do?"

Tears drawn on feat. @modchanisnori

[starrysnowdrop]

FFXIV Vanilla Gpose Challenge

Day 2: Landscape/Location 🪦 Grave of a Dear Friend

“…It doesn’t get any easier, does it?” ~ Lord Francel de Haillenarte

[nshi-ao3]

Innuendo at poor Francel’s expense yet again!

[hamstr]

haurchefant week day 3: kind

[faestorian]

a couple more of them ishgardians ❤

[paintedscales]

FFXIV Write 2024 :: Day Eighteen

Prompt: Hackneyed Characters: Nomin tal Kheeriin, Ruyah Tchuvu, Francel de Haillenarte Word Count: 697 Notes: Neo-Ishgard / Steampunk AU; also not exactly the happiest with this one, but hey. It's done.

Master List

“This hair clip has a linkpearl?” Nomin asked, picking up the decorative opal clip, its shape that of a crescent moon. Appropriate for that of the Keepers of the Moon.

“Indeed. With it, I’ll be able to hear everything that you are party to, and I shall be able to guide you in discussion with the others with things I would say while remaining perfectly safe here,” Ruyah replied, sitting back in the chair. Her tail curled as a smile spread over her lips. “Lucia put it together, you see. She has quite the way with little things like these.”

Indeed she did…

Nomin sighed, though took the hair clip. She would have to figure out how to put it on after her glamour took hold.

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Ruyah -- or rather, Nomin glamoured as Ruyah -- was dressed for the event, sporting an emerald green dress with fetching white adornments to accent her ensemble. In her hair was an opal hairpin, a veritable treasure there upon her head to make her look all the more striking for the evening. She had a fan in one of her hands. It was unfolded and hid the lower half of her face as she walked about the area.

“I hear Lord Francel close by. Approach him.”

Nomin looked around before she spotted the bright green of Francel, and she slowly walked over, fanning herself all the while. She did her best to mimic what Ruyah showed her.

The linkpearl whispered into her ear again, and so the act of being a puppet began. Nomin had been thankful that she had plenty of practice listening and speaking at the same time so that she could regurgitate the words as quickly as they were given to her. A spoken script.

“A fine eve to you, Lord Francel,” Nomin greeted, picking up part of her dress before offering a brief curtsey. Another practiced form.

“Lady Ruyah!” Francel greeted, bowing in kind. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?”

“I’ve been informed your brother, Lord Stephanivien, would not be in attendance tonight. An unfortunate circumstance to be sure,” Nomin recited, a sigh escaping her lips in her act of disappointment. “I was hoping that I could bend his ear and ask some questions about his inventions with the Skysteel Manufactory.”

“Ah, yes…” Francel gave a brief nod, a sheepish look crossing his face. “I understand that some of these drones he’s been creating with some Garlean influence must seem like a threat to those who neighbor so close to us in the Black Shroud. My Lady Ruyah, please allow me to assuage any concerns: my brother does not seek to allow these works to threaten the rest of Eorzea, merely work in repelling any Dravanian threat.”

Nomin snapped the fan shut, a frown creasing on her lips with the severity of the words that were given to her.

“You must ask your brother to reconsider his inventions if they are meant for violence,” Nomin said. “Be they for good intentions or no, I must stress that espousing the hackneyed rhetoric that is proliferated throughout the whole of Ishgard is simply that. I want the Council of Menphina to be on good terms with House Haillenarte, but I simply cannot agree with such inventions. For if they are as powerful as we have seen samples of, it worries me and my people that it may one day be used against us.”

Francel looked shocked, and then a sheepish expression fell upon his face.

“I…I can see your concerns, Lady Ruyah…” Francel sputtered. He was not terribly fond of being confronted, it seemed. “I…can pass along your sentiment to my brother. He desires what’s best for Ishgard and her people. But I greatly doubt he would want to jeopardize the relations between our people.”

Nomin relaxed, unfolding her fan once more and covering the bottom of her face. Her eyes crinkled with a smile. “Very good. And if at all possible, I would very much enjoy a meeting with him so that I might talk to him in person one of these days.”

“I can see what I can arrange, but I can’t promise you anything.”

[joalenko]

FINALLY done with this ffxiv-themed sixfanarts meme that i started all the way in june and took way too long to finish due to unforeseen circumstances

all choices courtesy of the bun hutch 🐇