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Forced to have boobs out
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M-mistress Rral Soj..😳
#ghost's art tag#ghost's ffxiv tag#final fantasy xiv#ffxiv#ff14#ffxiv art#ffxiv dawntrail#hrothgal#ffxiv hrothgar#rral soj#dawntrail spoilers
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I think they should double date
#ffxiv#ff14#dawntrail#shunye#uvlo#rral soj#papawni#ffxiv gpose#gposers#ffxiv screenshots#final fantasy xiv#final fantasy 14
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FFXIVWrite2024 #2 — Horizon
Papawni stood at the far end of Wachumeqimeqi, wondering if she was ready to seize the day.
Dawn's First Light on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58669699
#THEY ARE SO SOFT#rral soj#papawni#Rral Soj x Papawni#ffxiv#ffxivwrite2024#ffxivwrite#my fic writing#my gposes
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I did the dawntrail Wachumeqimeqi quests for Metalsmiths and the two characters are SOOOO gay and into each other that I wrote some smut about it: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57861661
Have fun!!!
#Rral Soj#Papawni#they're so gay and domestic#but this fic is heavy on the gay but not domestic#maybe later!!!!#Wachumeqimeqi Quests#Dawntrail Spoilers#ffxiv
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prompt 26: zip
Halfway through what she’d intended as a six-month sabbatical, Portia had started to settle in to Tuliyollal. She’d cut her hair, started wearing local clothes, and even gotten mostly used to the food. (Mostly. She could handle mustard-spicy, but chili-spicy was on an entirely different level. Her tongue would never be the same.) Still, there were moments of severe culture shock. Like today, when an Alexandrian woman sidled up to XRral Soj’s Metalworks, asked if they do armor repairs, and—when the answer was yes—plunked an arrangement of straps and zippers on the counter and signed off on the work.
Rral Soj stared at the armored jacket, missing several plates and with a zipper that Portia could see would refuse to zip. “What is that,” she said flatly, and for a moment Portia couldn't think what she meant.
Ah, she was testing the zipper. Portia frowned at her. “...’Tis a zipper. Do you not have them?”
“No!” she huffed, ears flattening. “We could make metal teeth this small, of course, but why would we? Ties and buttons are fine.”
Rral Soj had a point, but something like sympathetic pride made her stick up for the Alexandrians. They reminded her so much of what Garlemald could have been, after all, if the Empire’s collapse had been less violent. She picked up the jacket, shaking it out. Another plate clattered to the workbench. “You can create more shapes—look—” The zippers on the arms and collar were less damaged than the main one (it seemed their client had a run-in with a bandercoeurl) so she was able to unzip and fold and remove parts until what had been a low-collared long-sleeved jacket was sleek, sleeveless, and covered the entire lower half of the wearer’s face.
Rral Soj blinked slowly. “...The weavers’ guild must be losing their minds over these.”
She nodded. “If we’re going to get more Alexandrian customers, we need to start offering zipper repair in addition to our other services.”
“Which means we need to learn to make ‘em.” Rral Soj’s gaze dropped, her ears twitching forward. Portia knew she was already pondering alloys and casting methods, and any minute now she was going to lunge for her supply crates. But she wasn’t great with fiddly little pieces like that, which meant...
Papawni. Portia didn’t hate the girl anymore, but it was still mildly infuriating watching her take approximately a thousand years to solder delicate filigree onto the handle of a bespoke sword as though deadlines were a polite suggestion. One of these day Portia was going to tell her about Garlean factory assembly lines and probably make her swoon. (Rral Soj would swoon too, but for an entirely different reason.)
But now the girl was crowding forward to study the tiny metal teeth, and her smile was positively radiant. “Leave it to me!”
Well. Portia guessed the girl wasn’t useless, after all.rral s
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Finished the quests last night, i had fun and a good time! mainly taking an outrageous amount of screenshots of rral soj (no spoilers):
Just being very bisexual about her don't mind me
She
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I might have a little bit of a crush on her.
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Pssst! Have you done the Blacksmithing /Armoursmithing / Goldsmithing questline in Wachumeqimeqi? I think you should. For reasons. Yes, very much reasons.
They were the FIRST crafting quests I did, I saw Rral Soj and immediately knew what I had to do Some poses I did about them here and here!
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Day 6 of WOLtober, but this time an NPC because I had to draw her! It’s Rral Soj from the Dawntrail crafter quests
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RRAL SOJ I LOVE YOU RRAL SOJ
#only done the first quest in her questline and she's already so girlfailure over her even more girlfailure girlfriend#crazy things are happening in the wachumeqimeqi merchant street#ffxiv#ff14#rral soj#dawntrail#female hrothgar#femhroth#ffxiv gpose#gposers#ffxiv screenshots#final fantasy xiv#final fantasy 14
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prompt 16: third-rate
On one hand, the goods coming out of Tural were generally well-crafted and Portia was increasingly glad she’d taken the trip across the salt. She was learning so much. Especially now, after that business with Alexandria and their electrope which she’d honestly needed explained in very small words but was turning out to be a real boon for everyone involved now that the batshite crazy rulers of Tural’s new neighbor had been put down. (Shards? Reflections? Rejoinings? Way above her pay grade. The idea that there were entire different dimensions out there besides the Void and the First had taken half a pack of contemplatively smoked cigarettes to get through. She was endlessly grateful Solus—sorry, Emet-Selch—had never told Varis about that shite. And now there was a separate dimension permanently grafted onto their own? She understood why people did drugs.)
Anyway, the Alexandrian and Turali wares were great. She loved them. Whether they were elaborately woven Hanuhanu baskets or Mamool Ja pottery or even Alexandrian machinery—especially Alexandrian machinery, though the reliance on electrope really wasn’t replicable by the average crafter so she couldn’t exactly sit down and start churning out the same shite, not everyone had Scion gil, Gantsetseg—she could learn new techniques and forge new connections just by sitting in Wachumeqimeqi for half a bell without even picking up a hammer.
On the other hand, some of the supposed bespoke artisans—the Moblins’ “potsworn” in particular—were, well...
She glanced at Rral Soj. Rral Soj did not look at her.
“You know what I’m going to say.”
“She just works so hard,” the Xbr’aal woman muttered.
Portia took a long drag on her cigarette to forestall her first and second responses, and settled on her third. “She’s not nearly up to scratch, and you can’t afford to get her up to scratch if you still wanna make rent on this stall and keep your orders flowing. She’s a nice kid, but she’s not the kind of worker you need.”
“She could be.”
Portia grimaced. Rral Soj wasn’t wrong—Papawni could be a great metalworker. She was apparently a master goldsmith already. If she somehow had unlimited time, she could probably create masterpieces. But the shop didn’t have unlimited time, and she was entirely too focused on making things pretty when they needed to be functional. And, more to the point, if Portia had to watch the girl spend bells trying to make the curve on a scythe’s haft just right instead of finishing the damn thing and moving on to the next in the literal pile they were all trying to finish before sunset she was going to strangle her.
And of course, she thought grimly, I can’t bloody tell her she’s a fucking idiot, because then she’ll cry and I’ll be the bad guy.
She blew out a plume of smoke and muttered, “Well, she’s not yet, and that’s the problem, isn’t it? We’re workin’ harder than you did by your lonesome pickin’ up her slack.”
Rral Soj stared out across the bustling market. Then, wordlessly, she held out a hand for a cigarette.
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Late Night Dance 🌙 (Rral Soj/Papawni)
#I love love love their chemistry#They can complement each other#at any hour of the day#Rral soj#Papawni#Rral Soj x Papawni#my gposes#ffxiv dawntrail#ffxiv#ffxiv gpose
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Love these two and a very cute questline.
My crush on Rral Soj continues.
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"Morning arrives, time to check in with Mistress Rral Soj to see how I can help today. Oh, hmm?"
"oh!"
"Took them long enough! I'll come back later, give them some time"
#flidais oakclamber#ffxiv#ffxiv sapphics#Rral Soj#ffxiv gpose#I love these metalworking lesbians.#ffxiv dawntrail
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She
#i'm gonna attempt to post here more because i feel far less pressure to put on a socmed face here than on bsky..........#it feels like i've been trying to vie for people's attention and approval there rather than share bc i'm a social creature#anyway i'm finally doing the BSM/ARM/GSM crafter quests#and rral soj is so fucking hot#she got my attention on day one but i've been saving this questline and the BTN/MIN one for last#bc they're turbo gay apparently#kae rambles#trying on a new tag for size too
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