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marionmaverick · 2 years ago
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‘ i’m not very used to … friends. the pixies are my friends. ‘ alas, maybe that’s one of many reasons ryne struggles. ‘ do you want to get coffee biscuits with me though ? ‘
"That's ok! I'm running around so often that it's just nice to see another person my age. I'm probably as rusty as you are inexperienced," He admitted. "but coffee biscuits sounds great! We could do that and try shopping or something?"
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inorheona · 9 months ago
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for lesbian visibility week i bring you modern rynegaia
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nights-at-crystarium · 8 months ago
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✧✦✧ "Fragments" - episode 44 ✧✦✧
It somehow didn't cross Vivi's mind that ascians wouldn't just stay on the Source and let him enjoy a new life on the First.
New reader? episode list on tumblr | webtoon Read 4 more episodes: patreon | kofi
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1driedpersimmon · 6 months ago
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And that’s it for BASE Shb!! Time for my boys to go on a lil break before they go through whatever crazy shit is apparently in post shb! Can’t wait ! 🤭🤭 I have lots of plans already… hehe
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mimusbirds · 5 months ago
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Day 8: Tomorrow and Tomorrow
Let me see the world through your eyes
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fourfoldfires · 10 months ago
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some friends drawn from memory!
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tallbluelady · 4 months ago
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I... I don't think that's quite my style...
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myreia · 5 months ago
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Sketches of Times Lost
Day 01: Steer
ryne x gaia. minor shadowbringers patch & eden raid spoilers. written for ffxivwrites 2024. 943 words. ao3 link.
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“Not like that—”
“Then like what? I did it the way you said!”
“You didn’t! You must put your paddle on the other side—”
“What other side? I put it where you told me—”
“The left side!”
“I put it on the left side!”
Voices ring out across the Source, breaking the sleepy Lakeland day. A sturdy little fisher boat bobs haphazardly in its waters. It streams away from the shore, pushed to and fro by the wind despite the best efforts of its occupants.
“You’re not listening to me.”
“I am listening to you, Ryne!”
“If I am steering from the right side, you must paddle on the left—”
“Ugh…” Wood clatters against wood. “…every time… why must you be like this—”
“Gaia, we’re going in circles!”
“I know—ah!”
Splash. With a sad, despairing sound, the paddle hits the water. Ryne jolts upright in her seat and leans over the side, the boat wobbling precariously with her movement. Gaia yelps, her hands flying out to seize the gunwales, frozen in fear as Ryne slides her paddle over the edge. She presses her lips together, brow furrowed with concentration, and attempts to fish the other out.
A few prods later and she has only achieved the opposite.
“Ah!” The boat rocks as Ryne pulls back, red-cheeked and spluttering. “I can’t get to it.”
Gaia sighs, her hands still holding the gunwales in a death-grip, and carefully peers over the side. “Goodbye, you useless old thing,” she drawls, deadpan. “I knew I should never have brought you.”
The paddle floats away, uncaring, and vanishes into the lake.
The girls fall silent. Small waves lap against the boat, calmly, quietly, the only sound for malms save for the wind and the occasional bird call above. The sun beats down, its rays sparkling across the surface of the water. There was a time in her life when she never knew water could be like this—bright and clear, shimmering like the crystals of the Crystal Tower and brimming with life. She can still taste the putrid scents of her childhood, the stink of stagnant water and rotting fish. The green, stinking waters around Eulmore were where one went to drown. If they were lucky.
Ryne sighs and crosses one leg over the other. “All right,” she says, glancing over the side of the boat. The wind is pushing them in circles and they are moving further and further from Sullen by the minute. At this rate, they might as well be pushed clear into the Isle of Ken. Perhaps they could ask Bismarck for another favour. “I admit… perhaps we… made a mistake.”
Gaia snorts. “A mistake? I thought you said you knew how to handle a thing like this.”
“I do! Or… in theory, I do. I haven’t… actually. Done this before.”
Gaia glances over her shoulder, her dark brows drawn together. She would look angrily ferocious if not for the way her lips were moving as if she is about to laugh. “Surprising. You don’t say.”
A small laugh bursts out of her and Ryne slaps a hand to her mouth. Flashing her a grin, Gaia twists around in her seat and stretches out, fluffing out her hair behind her as she settles in to bask. She closes her eyes and throws one leg over her knee, her foot bouncing back and forth. The polished stiletto heel she insisted on wearing glints in the sun.
Ryne smiles, soft and quiet, and looks away. “Regardless,” she says, dipping a hand into the lake, letting the cool waters flow through her fingers. “This is nice, isn’t it? The sun is out, there’s a nice breeze, we have food and water…”
“Spinning in the middle of the lake doesn’t sound very nice to me,” Gaia says. Despite her irritable tone, she is already deeply relaxed. “I’d have rather stayed indoors.”
Ryne raises her eyes, staring across the lake to Sullen’s docks. Villagers mill to and fro, some fishing, others swimming, and moreso out to the enjoy the nice day. Their bright clothing makes them visible even from this distance. Would any notice if she stood up and waved her arms?
A pang squeezes her heart. “Did you know Urianger tried to walk on water once?” she blurts out.
Gaia yawns. “Where?”
“There. Stepped right off the dock.”
Gaia’s eyes open. Slowly, she pushes herself up and twists around, following Ryne’s gaze to the distant shore. “I’ll believe it when I see it,” she declares.
Ryne makes a face. “You don’t believe me—?”
The boat rocks. A warm hand slips into hers. A familiar weight presses into her as Gaia rests her head on her shoulder.
“You miss them a lot today,” she says quietly. No judgement, just simple acknowledgement.
“I miss them everyday.”
“I know.”
“I don’t know when Aureia will be back. I don’t know if Thancred has gone and done something stupid. I don’t know what books Urianger is reading, what theories Y’shtola is pursuing, if Alphinaud and Alisaie are…” She lets out a soft breath. “I’m sorry. I wanted today to be nice.”
“You’re here. How could it not be?”
Sullen fades into the distance.  
“Gaia?” Ryne asks, her voice barely more than a whisper. “Do you think this will ever end? Feeling like this? Feeling like I’m grieving the worst before I know it’s happened? I’m so worried about them, some days I can barely breath.”
“I don’t know the answer to that.” Her hand squeezes hers. “I don’t think anyone knows. But I do know what it is like to feel alone and…”
“And?”
“You’re not, Ryne. You are never alone.”
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benveydraws · 1 year ago
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justiceisoverr · 4 months ago
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catch me if you can
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Haha wdym this wasn't how saving Thancred went
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southshrouded · 11 months ago
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tank training Ryne! learn your mits, girl
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inorheona · 5 months ago
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gaia got the cookies
other ff14 chibis
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nights-at-crystarium · 2 years ago
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ShB and Fragments in a nutshell
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1driedpersimmon · 4 months ago
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Doodles
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chocolatart · 2 years ago
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What's white and dark grey and dad all over
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