#hylfystt

[sapphicaeris]

AERITH GAINSBOROUGH FINAL FANTASY VII REMAKE INTERGRADE (2020) dev. Square Enix

[wlwaerith-moved]

AERITH GAINSBOROUGH & TIFA LOCKHART FINAL FANTASY REMAKE INTERGRADE (2020) dev. Square Enix

[lavampira]

kiss prompts!! what about 46 for alia & minfilia?

ty sydney mwah!! 🖤

46. a lingering kiss before a long trip apart | ffxiv. d'alia liveq/minfilia warde. vaguely set during the post-2.0 patches. 895 words. [prompts]

The Solar greets D’alia with the all-encompassing warmth of the fireplace as she steps past the heavy door. Her eyes skim the stone room for the Antecedent, gliding past the armchair where she has spent many a late evenings dozing with her nose in her grimoire and a low-stoked fire for comfort, and settle on the familiar braided blond updo belonging to the woman hunched over a spread of parchments on her desk.

A testament to her focus, Minfilia doesn’t even look up at the reverberating footfall of her boots on the hard floor. At least, not until D’alia comes to a halt right in front of her desk and leans on splayed palms, rosy hair falling around her shoulders. Her lips twitch in the hint of a smirk as the other woman’s head snaps up at the realization of company.

She does not allow herself to dwell on an older fear, one rooted in bloodshed and kidnapping amidst their last headquarters, knowing it to be illogical to be vigilant at all bells while simply attending to her bureaucratic tasks. Nay, she suppresses those thoughts—they would not do when she is soon to depart on a task of her own. Instead, she releases a shaky exhale before widening her teasing grin.

“Minfilia, you wound me. What must I do to earn your attention before I leave?”

“Oh!” Eyes widening and a flush of pink blooming over her cheeks, Minfilia meets her gaze. “Forgive me, Alia. I seem to have lost myself in all this correspondence.”

“Naught to forgive. I know full well how busy you are, too.”

Minfilia grimaces as she rises to her feet. “An unfortunate truth.”

Weaving around the corner of the wooden desk, D’alia moves between her and the source of her distraction, and hoists herself onto its surface. As always when she does this, Minfilia’s laugh echoes light and airy through the room before she covers it shyly behind her hand. D’alia reaches for it, unfurling her fingers to lace with her own and place into her lap, and glances up at her with an unbidden smile.

Her hands have roughened with her years of adventuring and felling primals, but Minfilia doesn’t seem to mind as her thumb rubs idle circles into her bare skin. A soft sigh escapes her, enclosing D’alia’s hold with her other hand as well, their own entangled form of comfort in spite of the knowledge that they must part for a time. Again.

“It pains me to let you go,” Minfilia admits softly, squeezing her hand.

D’alia bites back the I despise leaving you that threatens to spill past her lips. ‘Twould only add to Minfilia’s guilt in having to remain behind in Revenant’s Toll, she knows, and the simple fact is that duty pulls them in separate but necessary directions, as oft the case and such as they have known since fitting themselves into each other’s lives this way. But in the deepest part of her very being, D’alia loathes to disappoint her.

“I shall return in no longer than a moon,” she assuages, dragging the hand still in hers to the silky pink ribbon that she had opted to tie around her thigh that morning, and she can’t entirely blame the warmth spreading across her skin on the nearby fireplace. “And you’ll be the first I see when I do, darling.”

And this, too, is a confession: Minfilia releases her only to cradle her face between her palms, an earnest and open desire in her gaze, and presses her lips against hers as she closes the gap between them. D’alia arches into her and her tail winds around her lover’s leg, stricken with fervent need to have her close with the deepening kiss. If she could hold onto this moment, and merge them together to carry in her heart on her journey, she would without hesitation.

‘Tis a crueler truth that her heart will remain in the Rising Stones when she departs.

D’alia allows her hands to roam, finding purchase on the soft curve of her waist and back of her neck to draw her nearer. She’s rewarded with a low hum that she feels more than she hears, and Minfilia breaks away with the quirk of her lips into a shadowed smile, leaning her forehead against her, almost as if unwilling to completely part, drawn by sheer magnetism. Their noses brush with the movement to prove the point, but it bothers neither, content to sit with the lingering breaths between them.

“Pray return to me hale and whole.” Minfilia’s lips ghost over hers when she finally speaks again, still not quite able to fully pull away from her, even as her fingers rake the rosy hair away from her face. “And spare me no details of your latest adventure.”

“As you wish.”

Another kiss to the corner of her mouth follows, her lover’s gratitude for granting her the boon of her promise, for she has never broken her word to her. And another, this one meeting the curved line of her jaw, hands gently tilting her head, and D’alia follows her guidance, pliant to her touch. Every lingering kiss trailing lower threatens to make her late, but she finds it more difficult to care.

For she would much rather cling to the phantom of Minfilia’s lips on her skin in the days to come.

[scionshtola]

oh those cuddle prompts are so cute!! what about 34 for corishtola? 💜

ty sydney!! sorry this took so long omg

34. leaning back against the other while they're hugging them from behind || 404 words || Endwalker location spoilers (but not plot!)

“‘Tis rather early to be at the library, isn’t it?”

The words are spoken softly, but the familiarity of the voice tugs Y’shtola’s attention from her reading, a tenderness unfurling warm and languid in her chest at the sound of it. She has just enough time to lower her book before Corisande’s arms wrap across her chest from behind. 

“You’ve returned,” Y’shtola says, lips tilting into a smile when Corisande presses a soft kiss to her temple. A tension she had not realized she was carrying eases when she catches the warm floral scent of their perfume, and she leans back against their chest, relaxing into their gentle hold. 

“I have,” Corisande answers, soft voice just above a whisper. She raises her head to speak in Y’shtola’s ear, teasing, “You did not arrive at the Noumenon early, did you?”

Y’shtola laughs, caught, and feels their answering laugh against her back. “I admit, ‘tis not an early start for me, but a rather late night.”

“In that case, might I persuade you to take a break?”

Y’shtola hardly needs convincing—the siren call of the Nouemenon’s endless collection of tomes has diminished since Corisande first spoke, and has little hold on her against the inviting warmth of their embrace. “Go on, then.”

“I was hoping you might join me for breakfast. We can stop by The Last Stand for those pastries you like, if you feel the need for fresh air after spending all night here. Or—” Corisande’s arms tighten around her, and she kisses Y’shtola’s cheek. “I can make you a nice breakfast in bed at home.”

Y’shtola considers her options, though she made her decision the moment Corisande slid her arms around her. “I do so love those pastries,” she muses.

Corisande kisses her cheek again, then uses one hand under Y’shtola’s chin to tilt her face toward theirs, and presses a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “If that is what you want…”

Y’shtola turns in their arms and leans up to kiss them properly, both of them smiling against each other’s lips. Perhaps on another day she might not give up the game so early, but the simple truth is she had missed them. After so many days apart, there is little that appeals to her as much as a morning spent comfortably in bed together. Fresh air could wait until tomorrow. 

However… “Perhaps we can get the pastries to go.”

[druidgroves]

12, 46 & 90 for your wrapped!

send me a number 1-100 and I’ll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist

and when you think about me, all of those years ago, you're standing face to face with "i told you so."

but it don't matter where i'm going, i'll still call my hometown home.

each day, you'd rise with me, know that i would gladly be the icarus to your certainty.

[anoramactir]

27 for your wrapped!!

27. ride the dragon by fka twigs.

[pinkfey]

ooo what about aylin?

oh the love of my life?? woman of my dreams?? the moonmaiden’s radiance?? epitome of every archetype i archetype?? dame aylin??

[hylfystt]

wait okay hold on a minute

[coldshrugs]

then vs. now: io laithe

@scionshtola tagged me and i had a blast digging through my screenshots to find the oldest ones 💗

august 2019

lighter ear tips/highlights and a more saturated blue hair color. trying hard to make glasses a thing. no freckles yet. and i was probably so pleased to make her smile in gpose when that was totally new.

december 2024

love of my life!!! besides the darker hair and black highlights, i've had a blast customizing io into a truer version of herself. and i've learned more about gpose over the years so i'm able to take shots i'm proud of!! same little smile tho :> it suits her!

i'll tag forward: @lilas @oschonseleven @hylfystt @birues and anyone else who wants to join in!! i would love to see!

(estinio edition below 🤡)

december 2022

first attempts at gposing with them. the careful vanilla positioning just for a slight hand touch.............

august & december 2024

two of my all-time faves!!!! they're in love!!!

[doomedyuri]

25 books to read in 2025 📚 template can be found here

my big reading goals next year are to:

continue / catch-up with / complete a heap of series i've started

get through my physical tbr instead of buying/reading new books

tagging @amgarraks @remnantglow @qualitycomputerbeliever @sapphicaeris @zahra-hydris

@cyborg-squid @wentian @ayrennaranaaldmeri @pawnguild @hylfystt

@monstress @bysaestyl @yennefre @attanos @ecofear + anyone else who wants to do this 💜

[fromgotham]

i'll finish this at a later date bc i got excited about another thing i wanna work on so have a beau! ( they/them )

tag list !

@hexmaturgy @pinksparkl @evkaivo @romirola

@hylfystt @ruvviks @edgepunk @johnnystorm

[sapphicaeris]

AERITH GAINSBOROUGH FINAL FANTASY VII REMAKE INTERGRADE (2020) dev. Square Enix

[wlwaerith-moved]

AERITH GAINSBOROUGH & CLOUD STRIFE FINAL FANTASY REMAKE INTERGRADE (2020) dev. Square Enix

[lavampira]

52, 79 & 86 for your wrapped!

ty sydney!!

52. i wanna be your slave - måneskin

79. vroom vroom - charli xcx

86. cardinal - kacey musgraves

[scionshtola]

1, 13 & 25 for the fic asks!

ty sydney!!

favorite fic you wrote this year

the pain of perception is my fave from this year, and i think maybe my second fave fic ive ever written for corishtola :> it's a moment they share right before amaurot (the dungeon) that is to me the equivalent of shtola saying "i love you" without actually saying it, and also i really like the way i described how cori appears to shtola when she's full of light aether

13. favorite writing song/artist/album of this year

i don't usually pay much attention to what i put on when i write lol, i just search on spotify for instrumental playlists! but shoutout to dawn from the pride and prejudice soundtrack for being the one song off all those playlists i remember, and to slow burn by kacey musgraves for being the song i imagine playing during the second half of rodeo au

25. a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read

i read so many wonderful fics this year but just to name a few off the top of my head

longing's favorite season by @coldshrugs | the link is to the prologue but all the parts are def worth reading! i love the bridgerton-esque gossip bits included in a few of the parts and i think azia really nails the layered meanings in the conversations that happen :>

and then came june by @hythlodaes | modern emileo!! leo's interiority feels so true to him and the progression of emile and leo's relationship from hook up to friendship to romantic feelings is just. so good.

stay the course by @lavampira | a really wonderfully written shepard x kaidan fic! i loved reading how their relationship was healing after the events of mass effect 2 and horizon, and the way that kaidan supports malena 💗

Frozen (When Your Heart's Not Open) by clarystella on ao3 | f!wolxYsayle fic, where Ysayle is a prince of dragons and the wol is cursed to be a swan. it has such great fairy tale vibes to it and tbh i love to see more Ysayle!

[druidgroves]

ooo for alternate love interest how about georgia + lucy in a lucy lives au?

send me an OC + an alternate love interest for them and i'll tell you what i think

I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT IT

they would be such a power couple together. they're both quick thinking & innovative & would be absolute power houses in getting settlements up and running. it's a good ship in an au where lucy is alive & mac is the fridged husband & it's good in an au where she never dies & it's a lucy/georgia/mac situation. literally all situations can be improved by unfridging your wives.