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[snoozedraws]

the final day [1/?]

just a little comic for fun that sorta got away from me <:] i have 2 more parts planned for the future, please look forward to it o(-<

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[tallbluelady]

I would follow thee unto the end, my love.

I know.

[idalenn]

To reach The unreachable star

[stellamancer]

thinking about ...endsinger.

[umbralaether]

MiqoMarch day 10: boundary

You alone stand between endless despair and everlasting hope— do not falter, for you have your friends by your side.

[peculiarmarsu]

The joyyyy, I got my first kity!

[ornerykarakul]

This is the only thing I'm gonna say about DT because the Discourse is fucking unhinged but Estinien's role in the MSQ would have been better suited to an introspective Zenos weakened by the end of the universe throw down and actually taking Red Alphinaud's words to heart and trying to find himself outside of his legacy and obsessions. And we just keep bumping into him through the MSQ and tensing for a fight but then he just helps out and fucks off again. We got all the narrative foundation for him to stop being a bastard and edging into token villain teammate territory and were robbed damn it.

[limielle]

[ardbertwol] i am not a writer at all but i wanted to . get that scene out of my head LOL and i dont want to draw a comic for it . . .

Something Ardbert has noticed, in the few hours they get to spend together whenever Icarus is blessed with downtime, is that the warrior of light has a particularly bad habit of staring. 

He can feel that very stare digging into the back of his head as he appraises Icarus’ weapon collection. It’s impressive, and unexpected. Over the short time that he has been on the First, Icarus has only ever used black magics to defend himself, yet he had Feo Ul bring an amalgam of different weapons to the First the moment it had been possible. 

You have to be prepared, Icarus had told him.

“I didn’t know you could wield the ax,” Ardbert says, turning to meet that incessant gaze head on. “You don’t strike me as the martial type.” 

“I am not,” Icarus responds. He doesn’t look away from Ardbert’s face, even after being caught staring. “I’m sure you wield yours much better than I do, loathe as I am to admit it.” He pauses, and Ardbert pointedly ignores the heat that spreads through his chest at Icarus’ praise. “I wield it using telekinesis, much like the Nouliths over there.” 

He jerks his chin in the direction of four strange looking artifacts. Ardbert turns, grateful to have something else than the viera’s delicate features to focus on for a while. 

“What are those used for?”

“Healing. And hurting.” 

“I can’t- I don’t understand how you can possibly-” 

Before Ardbert can complete his sentence, the weapons lift from their perch. He has to repress the urge to reach for his own when they zip over to him, coming to a stop right before his face. Then, gently, they begin to circle him. The perfect harmony with which they move is akin to watching the dancers in the markets, and Ardbert finds himself mesmerized. 

After a while of spinning around him, they group together again, before shifting away. Ardbert follows them, only to come face to face with Icarus - now standing much closer to him than he was before. 

The nouliths quietly come to a rest behind Icarus’ back. 

“Like that,” Icarus says, smiling down at him. 

“That didn’t explain anything.” If Ardbert sounds a little breathless, Icarus makes no mention of it. He’s looking down at Ardbert again with that same look he gave Emet-Selch during his impromptu visit to the Ocular. 

“You’re staring.” 

Icarus merely hums in response. “I just feel,” he says, “like you’re- like I could just-” 

He trails off, reaching forward. Ardbert watches Icarus’ hand with mounting dread. He’s not sure what it would feel like to have Icarus’ fingers phase right through him, but the feeling of first discovering that he was like this comes rushing back, a coiled lump of despair lodging itself in his throat. 

Fighting the urge to close his eyes, he remains stock still, even as Icarus gently, oh so gently, places his hand against his chest. 

Pressure. 

Despite its current state, his body registers when Icarus’ hand makes contact with his breastplate. Ardbert jerks back, the place where Icarus’ hand had touched burning like molten rock. 

“What-”

“I knew it.” 

“Huh?”

Icarus shrugs, looking down at his hands. “Not once did you seem incomplete to me. I thought if I focused enough aether into my hands I could-” 

Ardbert reaches forward, wrapping his hands around Icarus’ fingers. He can feel them – not the heat of him, he still can’t smell Icarus, he still can’t feel Icarus’ breath despite their proximity, but he feels the distinct pressure of touching something. Someone.

“I- I can’t believe- you- it's really happening- it’s been so long,” he’s babbling, and if he could cry he’s sure that the tears would have spilled by now, but as it is he simply stares at their conjoined hands in awe. 

“Well,” Icarus says softly, “at least now you know you can touch me. If you ever need to.”

[misedejem]

Dawntrail comes out this month, so we really are at the very end of Endwalker now It’s Final Days, if you will

[amdapor-keep]

felicians only scars are childhood scars from before he picked up conjury because now he can heal everything scarless style. the lack of scars creates an impression that he gets hit far less often than he actually does

[the-manderville-mambo]

Anyways the new EX is fun. Nothing too wacky compared to the normal version like with Rubicante; it's like if Zodiark's EX was combined with Golbez's in terms of how mechanics are expanded on and altered

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

anyway. wol concept i am trying to decide whether to make two different chars or one. also whether or not to put them in my light party

[tallbluelady]

Is your OC generally easy-going? Or are they sometimes fussy, irritable or curmudgeonly? What tends to put them into a bad mood? Are they good at concealing the fact? Do they even try?

Rowan's easy-going as in "It's okay don't worry about me at all ever in my entire life :))))". So irritation tends to get hidden and Rowan tends to withdraw into herself. She needs someone to check in on her and figure out what's bugging her otherwise it's all gonna get bottled up.

Her real trigger point is when someone says that they know how she's feeling, or tells her how she should feel. Her own emotional state is the one thing that is hers. So anytime Rowan hears something of that nature she'll usually snap at them (and if they're Zenos at the end of the universe, it'll be fatal).

Thanks for the ask!

[blushouyo]

aster takes up viper (an offense focused job rather than his usual tank and support jobs) in dawntrail in memory and honour of zenos

[stellamancer]

the final day started playing and i want to do the endsinger fight again just to feel alive.

[aspeckrobus]

got a first timer in aglaia and we skipped the scales + adds on the last boss and it feels bad actually