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talesfromwerlyt · 2 years ago
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Oh look, a gpose comic.
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griefheritor · 2 years ago
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The Lion's Lament is a webcomic-style story told in text and screenshots, telling the story of a Miqo'te bearing the name Squall Leonhart -- one born a child of Hydaelyn, and his struggle following the Sultana's poisoning.
Two of five chapters are currently available to read HERE.
I plan to have the third released before the end of the year.
If you read and/or enjoy, please drop me an ask and let me know!
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okolnir · 2 years ago
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One of my favourite questlines from ff14 :D I started this draft almost a year ago, and it took a while to convince myself to take out some time and finish it. 
his big chest scar isn’t from battle, but from this inner turmoil being empowered by the DRK job stone ripping itself out of him. most of his big injuries eventually disappear from his skin somehow, but this one doesn’t, as if hoping not to be forgotten.
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10alex01 · 1 year ago
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Stupid idea but it's done at least.
Support this webcomic on my STORE page.
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zetrystan · 2 years ago
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Y'Shtola was READY. She needed ANY sign.
(Comic of my favourite ship in the entirety of FFXIV. I want them to be together and happy and kill bad guys and eat stew)
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duperderedere · 3 months ago
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Duane thinks to surprise Lemuel in the early morning when his younger brother is getting off a guard shift. But Lemuel sneaks up on Duane instead- with some fine Aldish brandy in hand to warm them up!
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Happy Birthday, @glassshard!! I hope you enjoy this scene of happier times for our beloved brothers Adelier.
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figgyroo · 7 months ago
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You ever think about how that off-hand comment by emet hits very different knowing he could see all the light in the WOL ?
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moonlight-singer · 1 year ago
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Moonlight memories: Anger
This is part of Ahr'in's memories collected during the expansions , mostly SHB and EW, some from earlier in time. -------------- LIST OF CHAPTERS HERE
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icarusmask · 5 months ago
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Name Pending Comic | ah-hah
"Where have you been"
NO WHERE
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chroniclesoforo · 3 months ago
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(Minor spoilers for end-game locations in FF14 Dawntrail.)
I started savage raiding in FF14 last year with a bunch of friends and it took me awhile to figure out how to get better gear! I have some wonderful folks in my Free Company who helped me out. So this year I wanted to pass along that help to anyone who might also need it! :) Please enjoy <3
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marachistudios · 1 year ago
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My Etsy shop is NOW OPEN!!! Please find it here! Not all of my merch is on there yet, I have some restocking to do xD
Use coupon code REOPEN at checkout to get free US shipping until Oct 20!
Hope you enjoy!
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felicityaugust · 2 months ago
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CH 9
“I dun remember drinking all of this…” It was past midday, quite a few hours since the Moogles came and gone. The merchant had a miserable look as he shook his empty bottle.
Her lips pursed as she bit back a smile, her fangs needled the inside of her lip. She had spent her morning inspecting the fantastic stick that was gifted to her but-- no way she turned it, whacked it, or attempted to bend the sturdy thing, it was nothing more than what it was. A stick. Drunken little Moogle bear-bat-cats. She still deigned it-- the normal stick, important enough to keep though, and had settled it against her shoulder. 
“Did you help yourself to some of my stuff, a little, hmm? That's not free you know.” The merchant asked her.
“What? I didn't drink that smelly stuff!”
“How do you know it's smelly, then? Eh!” 
“Oh come off of it, you see this nose? I can smell your breath from here.” She scoffed, and crossed her arms over her chest. 
“What about yer nose?!" He repeated with a sputter, "If your nose is so good, you probably could tell how much it was worth. All I see on your face is some white paint!” The merchant groaned, clutching his forehead as he bent over in the wagon, sounds of discomfort roiled from his belly. 
“It's not paint, their stripes.” She hissed. “Besides, what good would your booze do me? I ain't gunna ride in a wagon full of strangers so I can be caught unawares.” 
“You're one to talk! Wasn't I, the merciful and kind soul that I am, who took in a screeching little cat maiden who was being ousted from Ishgard for being a heretic?! I'm the one who should be careful to not be caught unawares!” The merchant's face was flushed red and it was clear he was well done swimming in the bottom of the bottle long before the Moogle helped ease him of it. 
Her eyes were wide as she looked at the two white haired elezen sitting across from her that had matching suspicious expressions. 
“I'm not a heretic.” She snipped, pulling her bag closer to her hip and lifting the stick away from her shoulder. The boy elezen looked at her kindly, 
“We mean you no harm, friend. It is clear you haven't had even an onze of what he has.” He laughed quietly, pointing to the merchant that had fallen back asleep. A quiet truce fell over the wagon for the rest of the ride that was mercifully, uneventful. They arrived at the gates to the tree embraced city and the elezen twins were gone with a short nod of goodbye. She hopped out of the wagon and looked back to the seats and saw the merchant was still passed out on one of the benches.
“He'll be like that until sunrise tomorrow morning, don't mind ‘em.” 
She turned and looked down at the lalafell who was in charge of making sure all visitors were discharged from the wagon. 
“I was just wanting to tell him, thanks, you know, for giving me a ride all this way.” 
“We'll let ‘em know for you.” Another hired hand said as he joined them. “And I'll let him know the Moogles swiped his ale. I told him he should of made an offering to the trees.” 
She gasped. “You saw them too?” 
He suddenly laughed. “Or did you actually drink that ale? Ain't no such things as Moogles! Those are just tales!” He and the others laughed amongst themselves. Her cheeks began to burn red and she hurried away in embarrassment.  
I know what I saw!!
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cartersarts · 2 months ago
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Art is my culture 😊🖌️
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withfireandiron · 10 months ago
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With Fire and Iron, a FFXIV Fancomic
1526, Fifth Astral Era. Emperor Solus has recently risen to power in Garlemald. A lone, mysterious reaper seeks revenge against the growing empire. On his quest, he happens upon an unlikely ally.
Begin the comic here!
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10alex01 · 1 year ago
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I don't remember the actual details but yeah, this actually happened years ago. Thinking back on it, it's pretty funny.
My STORE
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zetrystan · 2 years ago
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A friend's character (the small lalafell) and another rando player having an intellectual conversation while Gaius is trying to have a moment in FF14.
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