#mamook

[dracolunari]

The Tyrant of Resolve

Zoraal Ja - Dawntrail

[autumnslance]

Inside or outside, we're all just people. No matter what we look like or where we're born. When you're not used to all the color and variety, differences can feel like obstacles. But by learning more about what makes us different, we can also find common ground in places we never expected. Something new may become something you love! And someone you once hated might one day become your friend. You'll never know unless you keep an open mind. And while it may feel scary, taking that first step towards understanding is always worth it.

-Wuk Lamat, Final Fantasy XIV: Dawntrail, "The Feat of Brotherhood"

[dearestcherry]

mirage martyn x mamook.

[the-imperial-nuisance]

My theory for why so many of Bakool Ja Ja's siblings are stillborn is that the two heads fight over control of the body, resulting in the limbs just weakly jerking about rather than moving with enough strength and coordination to break their shell. The fighting usually gets more intense as the need for oxygen and nutrients increases, which in turn weakens their coordination further until they either starve or drown in their own fluids.

[sightseeinglog]

[sainsa-in-eorzea]

Mamook

[lilaspose]

a cute Little Light to guide you through the dark. happy birthday @iron-sparrow !

[xomnus]

mamool ja OC

[akirakirxaa]

Auraugust Day 12: Flora and Fauna

"Are those rainbow bananas?!"

"Seem to be."

"Hades, why didn't you tell me there were rainbow bananas?!"

"It wouldn't be much of an adventure if I just told you everything, Hero."

[lightparty-fullparty]

I think it would have been interesting if instead of helping Wuk Lamat; Alphinaud and Alisasie ended up helping Bakool JaJa. I have no great reason for this outside of Alphinaud and Alisasie being a pair of Red and Blue coloured twins. Red Twin is more physically powerful and Blue Twin is more strategic and magically powerful. It would have been cute I think. So I might end up doing it for Light Party if I ever get there XD.

[scionshtola]

i know fandom is prone to extremes but idk why cahciua has to be either a great mom or a terrible person bc to me it seemed clear that they love each other but the relationship seemed strained, distant, difficult based on erenville’s own words and reactions. but also no one seems to want to consider that gjj kind of sucked as a dad

[ruuari]

yellinh

[golmorehotgirl]

Something something …mamook’s callousness about birthing miscarriage after miscarriage in chase of glory…. something something …Alexandria’s wanton excessive use and disregard of souls to the point of using them as a literal currency … something something …portal to the city of gold literally being in the fetal mausoleum …something something …both societies chasing after something using similar means

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

Contest

The second comm for Agi's in-game husband Dandelo in which Dandelo, Agi, Wuk Lamat, and the crew go through the Rite of Succession. SFW.

As always, thank you to Dandelo for trusting me with your blorbo. <3

Dandelo watched his friend with great interest.

Scrunching her nose.

Eyes narrowed.

Shaking her head.

Muttering White Mage stuff.

He approached the hyur and slapped her on the back. “What’re you thinking?”

“By all available evidence, there’s no reason why the plant and animal life seem lethargic. It’s something deeper but what?” Her previously serious mien shifted into a grin. “The answer is around here somewhere. Let’s find it!”

Dandelo raised an eyebrow. “By ‘let’s’ you mean you? This isn’t my area of expertise.”

She nodded enthusiastically. “Oh yes, of course! I’ll work with the others on this, and you can…” Agnes rubbed her hands together and is grinning madly. Shit, what is she thinking?! “Talk to the locals. It’s important to learn more about the Hanu and their lives here…and also it gives you time to think of lines for chatting up the Third Promise.”

AGI, YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THAT AND WINK!!!!

With a wave, she turned and left the hrothgar flushed.

“Damn you, Agi.” He muttered before glancing around Ok’hanu and silently choosing a Hanu carrying a hammer.

***

“Are you shitting me right now?” Dandelo groaned, running a hand over his face. “Catch an alpaca? That’s the feat?”

Agnes’s eyes narrowed. “These things are never as they seem. Catch an alpaca, yes…but what’s the catch?”

The catch, as we discovered, was having to trade to get a bottle of booze to get Wuk Lamat a saddle to catch a wild alpaca.

Since Agi did most of the stuff with the festival, I suppose I should take the lead on this one.

Remember Wuk Lamat.

She needs my…our…help.

Focus on that.

Don’t focus on the capitalist little shits.

***

Rage.

Unrelenting rage.

“Dandelo.” Agnes’s voice called to him. “We—”

The hrothgar clenched his fists. “Need to get her back.”

Her brown eyes narrowed. “Yes, and we will. However, we need to be cautious. Thancred—”

RAGE.

“THANCRED IS FULL OF SHIT! HE’S OUR EN—”

Dandelo did not expect his friend to stare daggers at him, arms crossed over her chest. Uh oh. Miss Agi is mad. “He is not our enemy. If anyone can track where they might have taken her, it’s him, so…” She is MAD. “Get your head out of your ass and let him do his thing.”

Rage…

Okay, maybe not full-on fire-and-brimstone rage anymore.

His shoulders slumped. “I-I can’t lose her.”

Because I’m in love with her.

His friend’s arms quickly wrapped around him, pulling him into a tight hug. “We won’t let that happen. Trust in Thancred. Trust in us.” She gave him a squeeze before releasing him, grinning. “And then we can punch whoever took her in the dick.”

He hummed. “Or perhaps a little dismemberment. As a treat.”

She laughed heartily. “You said it, not me!”

Suddenly their linkpearls rang.

Thancred.

Let’s fucking go.

***

Adorable.

Dandelo hummed to himself as Agnes and Krile prepared the xibruq pibil. Though he was a master culinarian, he ultimately and correctly deferred to Agnes and Krile because damnit, she’s great and deserves all the good things. I hope we can find answers for her.

“So, Agi’s a good cook huh?” Wuk Lamat whispered to Dandelo. “Alisaie said she often prepared meals for the Scions at their old headquarters. Is that true?”

Agi and Higiri making breakfast on snowy winter mornings.

Group dinners.

Man.

Those were good times in the Rising Stones.

He nodded. “She is! Estinien is a lucky bastard.”

How the fuck did Estinien “This Hair Tie Cost 9500 Gil” Varlineau manage to snag Agi? Oh wait, there was snagging from him and from her. “Dandelo, oh gods have you seen Estinien without his helm? He’s so handsome.” And she had those godsdamned heart eyes.

Still has the heart eyes.

Wuk Lamat laughed. “He is indeed! He doesn’t seem like the most…erm, talkative person, but if Agi’s married to him, then he must be a good man.”

Closing his eyes briefly, he remembered how Estinien let him know he was there for him after…after all that. I love Agi, but he knows what it’s like to lose everything. He was a kid and lost it all and came out the other side. He opened his eyes and smiled. “He is.”

And his wife is a kickass culinarian.

“My dear friend, the Warrior of Light doesn’t lose…especially to those shitheads.”

Wise words, Agi!

***

“W-what…is that a Mamool Ja too?” Dandelo gasped. A woman of Mamook asked the Third Promise and her retinue to follow her out of city.

What in the turtle without a shell hell is this?!?!?!

Agnes’s eyes widened as she smacked his arm. “Don’t be a dick! That woman is clearly very upset and in need of someone to listen.” Her brown eyes narrowed. “Out of the earshot of the Autarch at the very least.”

Out of earshot of the weirdo with the cone of shame?

Yeah, it turned out we needed to go to the other side of sick fucking forest.

Just…

Goddamn.

What a forest.

***

“STACK!” Agnes yelled as the others crowded around her.

Ow.

Ow.

Ow.

Why is my future father-in-law hitting us so hard?

Ow.

Thankfully the hitting from Gulool Ja Ja’s shade ended shortly.

Give her the keystone, asshole, or there’s gonna be a problem.

Wait a second!

Who is that man?!?!?

That’s a damn handsome roe, if I do say so.

“Ketenramm, I presume?” Alphinaud asked, smiling at the older man.

What Dandelo saw next nearly made him laugh out loud.

“You good, Agi?”

The highlander nodded wordlessly, staring with her fucking mouth hanging open like a dead fish. “Oh…my…gods…IT’S YOU!!!!” She screamed and did her happy dance. Oh dear. Oh boy. Here we go. “I’m so sorry. I’m Agnes Currai Varlineau, and I…I grew up on stories about you! There’s not a child from Limsa who doesn’t know its greatest son. You inspired me to become an adventurer.” That was a hell of a high-pitched scream there, Agi. “IT’S REALLY YOU!!!!! CAN I GIVE YOU A HUG? IS THAT OKAY? OH MY GODS!!!!”

“Sure, sure. Come ‘ere.”

This is so fucking wholesome. A huge, devilishly handsome apparently famous guy hugging my buddy.

Awwwwwwwwwww.

***

“I want you to stay in Tuliyollal with me.” Wuk Lamat said to Dandelo. OH MY FUCKING GODS. YES, MA’AM. “I won’t force the issue, but you’re always welcome here.” YES. PERFECT.

After more goodbyes and promises to meet again in several weeks, Dandelo and Agnes were left standing in the Vollok Shoonsa. The highlander crossed her arms over her chest and gave him a knowing look. “Soooooo…does that mean you’re going to stay? For good?”

Do I want to stay? Yes.

Am I in love with Wuk Lamat? Also yes.

“Friends forever!”

Did I get friend zoned?!

He waved a dismissive hand. “Maybe. I need a change of scenery, and this might be it.”

Let’s be real---this is it.

“Uh huh. Well, you don’t have to figure it out now. After all, adventure awaits!” She wrinkled her nose and giggled. “And maybe we’ll run into my grumpy dragon.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Is that where he wandered off to?”

Agnes nodded. “Yes, that’s where he told he was headed. ‘Don’t worry, my angel. I won’t go too far.’ He’s a sweetie.”

Heart eyes again.

Dandelo rolled his eyes and gave her a playful smack on her back. “Come on, lover girl. Let’s go with Erenville to Xak Tural.”

And I can think about how…if…HOW…how I will tell Wuk Lamat how I feel…

[impossible-rat-babies]

maybe it’s just 6am talking, but I’m trying to puzzle out in my head why ShB still grabs me so much compared to DT when they both have themes that are adjacent and are interesting to me

[sightseeinglog]