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Wishing our friends a safe and tasty All Saints' Wake~.
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@aethericsea | Ireneve sent: "Hey, there."
The enormously tall Elezen that Artemis had come to know from her visits to the stables was holding something in her long hands. Something red and sweet-smelling, bits of curly ribbon peeking out from under her fingers.
"You're looking about as lost as I feel. I thought you might like a treat -- to feel included, I mean."
Nev was doing a valiant job of fighting the temptation to shrivel under her hat. It was still obvious she would rather not be out and about, in the middle of so much fuss, but. This was what friends were for, right? Especially friends that felt as uniquely other as she did, secrets or not.
"It is now occurring to me that you may not even like sweets. You don't have to eat it. It's-- It wasn't too expensive. I think Mionne might have something more savory available inside. If you'd like."
She gave a short, bungled laugh. More of a sigh, really.
"Or we can pretend we don't speak Common and hide. That's an option, too."
As Gridania, or Eorzea itself, had not been her original home, the Hyur girl struggles and often becomes overwhelmed as she tries to learn and understand their cultures, which very much included Valentione's Day. She has gotten several simple errands and fetch quests out of it that were easy enough for her to work through and help out.
Unfortunately due to the said holiday, the city has gotten a lot of traffic as of late. Hanging her legs against the cliff ledge, Artemis has managed to slip away close enough to the Carline Canopy, but away from the Valentione's crowds to stare out in the distance. A quiet spot.
She isn’t fully sure of the purpose of the day other than her initial assumption that it is for lovers. Or maybe friends too, but Artemis isn’t fully sure if she had any given that Carlisle has made sure to give her a hard time adjusting as an outsider.
Hearing a voice from behind, Artemis turns around to see the awkward Elezen she recalls from her visits to the stables holding what seemed to be one of the sweet treats she has seen being commonly gifted. Blinking in surprise, she slowly stands up as the other anxiously rambles and approaches her.
“H-hey, it’s okay.” She carefully says as she accepts the gift with a genuine smile and is already unravelling the ribbon, “I like sweets. Thank you, I really appreciate it, Ireneve.” She pops a sweet into her mouth with quiet giggle.
#Valentione's Day 2023#aethericsea#aethericsea | Ireneve#Sel VC: I have made a friend ;v;#Thank you Grey!! <3#A New Home [FF14 x KH AU] | Answered
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Ireneve Guillaumont & her adopted son, Ga Bu Guillaumont -- @archaeotechnic -- art by Grey @aethericsea
#nev.#ga bu.#archaeotechnic#// EVERYONE STFU AND LOOK AT THIS BEAUTIFUL ART OF MEI'S BEST FRIEND#// she's so beautiful grey and I love little Ga Bu ;-;
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Away from the offending party, Ireneve held her throat, willing away the heat building within. Of course, it made sense to him to make it a formal announcement. The fact that he had left out the crowd was honestly the most infuriating part.
As if she had ever needed his approval.
Even knowing he would someday take his father's role, to attempt to undo Edmont's efforts would be an asinine waste of time. It would weaken them both, in history and asset. So, it was obvious, was it not? He had to have forgiven her, regardless of his true feelings. The whole of Ishgard was well on its way to accepting her, ever more needless formalities in the wings.
Perhaps she had foolishly hoped, had thought she might be safe in the cocoon of Fortemps' walls.
He could have left it alone. He could have saved them both the annoyance. The obvious hesitance in him, the struggle. Oh, she knew exactly how he felt, and wasn't it entirely gentlemanly to let even enemies think what they might?
By the grace of Halone, she spotted Haurchefant as his head turned about a corner. Likely seeking her to apologize. She huffed a bit of anger from her lungs and summoned a wry smile.
"He does love to see me squirm, doesn't he?" She shook her head. "I will have to be better. He will surely not be the last, I know."
For all that Artoirel had ever said -- or neglected to say -- to him, Haurchefant rarely felt a rise of anger towards his brother. He understood the scandal, the betrayal their father had inflicted on his mother, the expectations placed upon his shoulders. Although he had always longed for a better connection with his family, Haurchefant understood the why of the mostly socially-imposed distance.
But for the first time, he was seeking out Haurchefant in earnest request for assistance: She looked furious with me. I don't understand the woman. You're the only one she ever seems to interact with peacefully.
That was not correct. Artoirel knew it, too. But there was no time to lecture him on how to speak to people.
"That was not his intent, Ireneve." Of course she had her assumptions. As calmly as she spoke, he could tell by her somewhat frenzied energy that she was livid. "Although I must admit, his was a piss poor attempt to ...reaassure you, I suppose the goal was?" He shook his head. "My brother excels in the carefully-constructed social circles of Ishgardian nobility. Anywhere else that requires him to consider others of different backgrounds is...well. A disaster, as you've experienced. But I assure you, he meant no ill-intent, despite the insult his words may have inflicted."
He offered her his arm.
"Let us quit the manor for now. A stroll in the brisk night air would do you some good, I think."
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I've finally figured out the circumstances under which Nev would have become the WoL. In her default canon, Ireneve's family is loosely tied to the Dzemael line through a knighthood/marriage. However, when the family branched off, no longer continuing the knighthood, they lost a lot of the Nobility that would have been afforded to their otherwise Noble name.
So, in this AU, the Knighthood was upheld. Her family never left Ishgard. When the freeze came, it took much of their livestock and workers, but not them. All the while, Ireneve has been brought up being told she would become a knight, training always with this in mind. She would have also had to practice her lying a lot more.
Despite the bad blood between their families, she would connect with Artoirel much sooner in life. And, later, when she is well on her way to becoming a Templar (claimed by them, rather than the Dragoons), she would learn of the corruption of the church. And she would want to do something about it. Because she's still Nev.
The Fortemps men would stop her from getting herself killed. She would have to leave Ishgard to protect her family and pray that the Fortemps could do something in her place. Meanwhile, Yda and Papalymo find her, very disgruntled and probably slicing up a tree, and recognize what her uncle called clairvoyance as the Echo.
From there... the rest would go as it does in the game, for the most part!
#character dev;#precepted;#| Nev might be more practiced at lying in this au#but if you catch her off guard#she'll still be absolutely awful
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Ireneve found herself dreaming of her time on the First all too often of late.
She understood why her previous mentor had chosen his abode with the faeries. It made all too perfect a fit, truly. But she had felt too ill at ease to join him -- even with the offer gently repeated whence he learned of her near-nightly libations.
It was this that haunted her thusly, the smell of wine and a sense of damning guilt, too many flowers and an insistent, rhythmic beating of the air, fluttering, flitting. Agitating. Agitated.
She stirred against her pillow, face contorting. Did she think or did she speak? Would her husband wake her soon?
Visit me not this night, Faerie King, your Warrior is elsewhere..!
sending for archeotechnic! (love your blog!)
"Do you think I'd be here bothering you if I could get a hold of them?!" Feo-Ul demanded. The pixie flitted around Ireneve's head menacingly, huffing and puffing. "And here I am, trying to provide a deffroad tyner! Do not dismiss your King so!"
Ah, but Feo-Ul knew that harrassing their beloved sapling's ally would not curry any favor.
"Can you at least tell me where they are?"
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Meiko cleared her throat to make her presence known in the door of Nev's office.
"S'time for a wee break, Nev," she announced, stepping aside so that Ga Bu could toddle in past her, carrying a bundle of cloth tentatively between his claws.
"Mother? Miss Meiko told me of the holiday today!" The Kobold laid the cloth upon her desk and unwrapped it, revealing a half dozen of somewhat heart-shaped sugar cookies. "She helped me make this for you! They're very good, delicious, tasty! I wanted to make you something as gratitude for how much you've always cared for me."
"We made near fifty, if you want more," The Viera added with a snort. "Happy Valentione's Day."
'Happy Valentione's Day!" Ga Bu agreed.
The fingers that had been tugging through her bangs unwound, tension easing, albeit reluctantly, at the sight of her dearest friend. Then, there he was, her little boy. There wasn't a moment she took his returned affection for granted. For him to start calling her 'mother' as he had..? Oh, she melted every time.
"These look positively fortifying. How did you know I was in need of some sugar? Come. Up." Ga Bu climbed into her lap as was their default. "Perhaps we can share some with the House of Lords?"
She kissed the top of his head.
"Thank you both. Happy Valentione's."
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Rant is a very smart chocobo. He has noticed several people in the past few hours giving gifts to one another, not unlike the annual winter event. So, he does what any sensible bird would do -- he finds something nice for his friend.
After a bit of searching, he finally manages to locate a small white flower and carefully yanks it -- roots and all -- out of the ground with his beak. He then makes a B line for Ireneve, coming to a halt behind her and gently nudging between her shoulder blades with his forehead.
For you.
When she turns, he leans forward to wave the flower in her face with his beak.
Ireneve knew a few people with enough force behind them to nudge her off balance if they wanted to, but it is a very specific sensation when a beak so large is butting at your person.
"Ra--" She clamped her lips shut against the sprinkling of dirt so near her face. Her hands sought the mount's feathery neck through squinted eyes. "Rant. What is this?"
With another insistent nudge, she accepted the miserable flora.
"For me?" The affirmative qweh! made her smile grow. "Thank you, my friend. Happy Saint Valentione's to you too."
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IRENEVE GUILLAUMONT && MEIKO MOCHIKOKO
Scion OC and Warrior Of Light written by Grey & Lanna
#promo.#ffxiv promo#ffxiv rp#final fantasy 14 rp#final fantasy rp#// i wanted a dual promo with grey bc i love them and i love our girls
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Nev has sent a jar of her favorite leather conditioner to Y'shtola. Goth queens must maintain their apparel, of course.
For Estinien a box of various spices and herbs, including a jar of coarse ground salt.
For Urianger, a pair of thin, purple-shaded glasses which have a chain of twinkling little stars.
And, for G'raha, a cushion embroidered by Ga Bu. One can only guess what the thread placements might represent, but it is suredly made with affection. It may also be the only gift actually meant for Valentione's.
Send Valentione's Day Gifts! || Accepting - @archaeotechnic
A smile graced Y'shtola's face upon recognizing the content of the gift. What an amusing, endearing bond the two of them shared. Thinking back on it now, she couldn't recall ever having a particular 'sharing clothes' sort of experience with her sisters or even other female friends. It is a welcome, unique characteristic of their relationship. She will take very good care of this gift.
And she will make a note to send an enjoyable set of tea blends in response.
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Estinien was unsure what sort of message Ireneve was trying to get across with this gift. On the surface, it appeareed to be a friendly means of adding flavor to various meals while on his travels. But iwas such a gesture also a light jab in jest? The jar of salt in particular seems to point in this direction...
With a chuckle, he closed the lid on the box and tucked it into his satchel. Ulterior motive or no, it was a welcome gift nonetheless. Although he isn't sure what inspired such a sudden occasion, he assumes she just means well and needs none to do so (because he's lost track of time and doesn't recall it's Valentione's Day).
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Urianger was a quiet sentimental sort -- the type that would treasure any heartfelt gift granted to him by a companion. This gift was no different. He found himself both intrigued and charmed by the delicate stars, immediately placing them on the bridge of his nose and turning to pose in the nearest reflective surface.
Yes. Yes. While he was never particularly partial to purple for himself personally, he believed this accessory suited him well. in this shade He would plan to write a long thank-you letter in response and wear the glasses all day in hopes that others would notice and comment on them.
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Oh! G'raha couldn't help but place a hand over his heart as a pang of bittersweet memories flooded in: the little kobold's oddly-placed stitches reminded him of another life, when young Lyna's attempts at creative endeavors resulted in similar...abstract results. What a beautiful, endearing gift.
Right. That was it! So long as he wouldn't leave Krile in a mess, he was going to take three days to himself and visit Ishgard again! Then he could thank Ga Bu and catch up with Ireneve in person properly. He was eager to learn more of how the House of Lords and Commons were proceeding!
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When Ireneve had grabbed that lance, she wasn't thinking about the fear or the shame, or -- any of it. She knew only that if she did not act, people would die. When Artoirel looked at her like that, however... It was like she was 7 again, visiting her cousins, wondering why the other nobles' children seemed to think she was a stain that needed washing from the fine rugs they tread upon.
Of course, the reasoning for that disgust was far more warranted now, wasn't it?
At least Haurchefant was different.
"Here you are." A delicate cup of piping hot tea was set down on the table where his fellow Elezen sat, having quietly withdrawn to a less busy corner of the Fortemps Manor. When she looked up, he offered her a pleasant smile, "I know that you did not ask for it, but I imagine something warm would do you well after such a busy day."
Haurchefant had always aspired to be what he was: a soldier, a knight of Ishgard, valiant and worthy of respect. Worthy of being. Perhaps his stepmother's lifelong disdain had influenced him, too.
Artoirel had looked upon Ireneve with almost the same levels of disgust as he did him in his youth. To be a deserter of the Ishgardian military was somehow below being that of a Greystone -- likely because of the abundance of bastard children that existed. Deserters often didn't make it out of Coerthas. Irenenve did.
When she did not outright object, Haurchefant took a seat beside her at the table and reached over to lay a hand gently over hers.
"You need not worry of my father having a change of heart over harboring you, Irenenve." He never had a change of heart over me, after all. "And Artoirel ... well. I cannot say from experience that he has a tendency to get over such things, but I do believe that you may be an exception for him. You were absolved of all wrongdoing in the Trial by Combat. If we Ishgardians are as pious as we say we are, that Halone Herself granted you victory should be more than enough for everyone else to leave your circumstances in the past."
For all the gossip that would certainly go around, could any of them truly blame a young woman for not wanting to die against dragons? And Ireneve had been good at it, too, if her performance earlier today was any indication!
"And of course, your companions have made it clear they will continue to stand by, too," his smile stretched into a grin. "With allies like the Warrior of Light at your side, you have nothing to worry about! Especially not within this House. I hope that you can take comfort in this."
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Whelp, now that we're thinking about it--
Regarding the meme I just did, I can't help but think about the AU wherein Ireneve never made it into Ishgard during the freeze. Her uncle dies before he can make sure she's safe, and she ends up one of the many like Ysayle who were turned away.
Her journey intertwines with Ysayle's. Ireneve becomes her closest confidante. She watches her obsession with Shiva twist her into a different person. Before Ysayle unleashes the dragons on Ishgard, Ireneve tries to stop her, of course. You're going too far, Ysayle. Please, I know you know this isn't going to fix things--
Ysayle, for the first time, uses violence against her. And Ireneve just. Stops. Sits there, despondent. Because she is powerful. There is a reason Lady Iceheart keeps her so close. Because if they start trading blows in earnest, Ireneve might have to sacrifice one life for the many. A life that she values deeply.
When Ysayle returns, Ireneve receives confirmation of what she has done.
She leaves. She offers her assistance to Ishgard and the Scions. If Ysayle must be stopped, she will be. But Nev will not be the one to deliver the final blow, if she can help it. She can't. She couldn't...
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KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER...
tagged by: @lannamused tagging: any and all who are interested!
Name: I like to go by “Grey” or “Mun” is perfectly fine.
Pronouns: they/them
Preferred Communication: tumblr IM for small things, Discord for bigger stuff
Muse(s): Ireneve Guillaumont, primarily, & associated NPCs (OCs & Canon). Also, any of my Dragon Age PCs, of whom I have moderately fleshed out HP verses for, too! Also, also, if I vibe with another roleplayer, I’ll probably make characters specifically for theirs to interact with. Can’t help it, got a big ol’ bottomless pit of Muse in my noggin.
Experience: I've been writing collaboratively since elementary school, and more traditionally roleplaying since high school. I’m 30 now. Haven’t really stopped since. 🤷
Platforms Used: Instant Messaging (MSN, AIM, Skype, now Discord), Forums, DeviantArt, Gaia Online (very briefly), Self-Made Websites, Tumblr...
Pet Peeves / Deal-breakers: I strongly desire writing partners that will put in as much energy as I will. If I’m always the one carrying the conversation or plot, I will be discouraged and think you aren’t actually interested. I definitely value actions (effort) over words of reassurance that you’re interested. Also, please read my rules. They are so short and simple. haha
Fluff / Angst / Smut: I am open to most things, provided there is a road to take to said destination. I can improvise a scenario on the spot, but those interactions easily lose my interest without further plotting. If our characters are having a serious, meant-to-be-impactful interaction, I’ll feel it that much more strongly if I know what led them there, and that will lead to more inspiration for me! Fluff is personally nearly impossible for me to write without plot.
Plots / Memes: Plot with me!! We don’t have to know every little thing that will happen, and things can change if the muses lean in a different direction, but I want to build something with you! Memes are fun for solo one shots, or work best for me with established relationships, etc.
Long / Short Replies: As long as a reply is advancing the scene or plot, I’m happy!
Ideal Writing Times: Early in the morning or at night; I’m on the West Coast of North America, for reference. It honestly changes, but if I am able, I’ll at least be open to chatting about our ideas.
Similarities to Muses: Write what you know, eh? Or, at the very least, what you can research! Either way, there is a small part of me in every character I write. I think the highlights would be... I’m queer. I seriously love the sciences. And... Hm. Well. I want to save the world, I suppose?
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This is purely for my own notes/tracking -- tagging @aethericsea since it all has to do with them. Spoilers for SHB & EW.
3 Ships with @aethericsea
Main - Meiko x Remke. Closest to Canon, Remke (@vieranbow ) is hired as a chef in the Rising Stones, meets Meiko as she returns from the First after Shadowbringers Main. Romantically involved by mid-Endwalker, married pre-Dawntrail. Remke's surname changes to Elpae, named after Meiko's Island Sanctuary. Often default for other RPs unless other shipping is involved.
Ishgard Noir - Involves Ireneve Guillaumont ( @archaeotechnic ) as a Scion & Fray isn't a ghost, but a living person (but injured/unable to fight). Meiko x Fray x Sidurgu & Nev x Artoirel. Nev adopts Ga Bu and has popped out a baby (reincarnated Venat) by Dawntrail. Private Verse.
Messy AF - Meiko does not pick up Dark Knight in this verse, but it otherwise follows canon. Nev is not present but because Meiko always needs one (1) green frien Gysahl joins the Scions as a non-WOL with the Echo, (also includes minor character Half-Roe/Half Highlander, Toffryd). Gysahl ends up looking after Meiko like a daughter because he is much older than he looks. He had a thing with Papalymo. He 100% was invited by Ameliance to peg Fourchenault. Meiko x Thancred.
In all verses
Grymwaen ( @illwinded ) is childhood friend of Meiko & Hiko, who let her stay at his place in Limsa Lominsa when Mei was stuck there at the start of ARR. He later has a small cameo role being aboard the ship that ends up in the Sirensong sea, spending time in Kugane until he can return to Limsa. Ship with Katsu, a Shinobi reporting to Yugiri.
Bo ( @aurigold ) is Meiko's only retainer and the only reason she has money. While originally a professional only relationship, they have become good friends. Bo ends up with Orbei, a bonecrafter Xaela in the Steppe.
Pain (@lightreflecting), short for Painted Daughter, is Meiko (and Hiko's) shard-sister from another Reflection. Alternatively, she will likely be a resident of Shaaloani in Dawntrail.
Taneyori (@joyfulblade) is a friend of Meiko and Hiko's from Kugane who frequently challenges them to sparring battles. He ends up with his childhood friend, Kimi, a healer for the Confederacy.
#ooc.#// I'm sure I've already written this down before but I want to again for brain org#// but I'm super hype for Grey's new WoL/Scion character >O
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Moonfire Faire inspired character development{?}: Ireneve is 100% the type to start peeling off her clothes because she feels too hot when drunk.
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