#ship: wolgraha

[queensbrother]

FFXIVWrite | 5. Stamp

[f!wolgraha | ARR/CT | word count: 443 | Rating: G]

"Do you have any idea how late it is?"

G'raha's ears perk up from where he sits by the campfire, the last of the flames flickering just bright enough to light the tome he had been reading. He had been so absorbed in the text that he had not heard Mara approach.

"Oh— no, I suppose I don't," he says, almost sheepishly as he casts a cursory glance around the campsite. Besides the adventurer before him, the others in their expedition were nowhere in sight. Without needing any further confirmation, he realises that they must have already retired for the evening. 

It was far too easy to lose track of time whenever his head was stuck in a book. Particularly now, as he was searching for answers that might assist their venture into the Crystal Tower. A moon had passed since Mara had first cleared the Labyrinth, yet they were no closer to actually making inside the Tower. 

He tilts his head towards her, meeting her gaze and—

Ignores the way his heart skips a beat when he catches that mischievous grin on her lips.

“Though I could ask the same of you,” he says, composing himself. “Having trouble sleeping?” 

“Something like that,” she shrugs. 

G’raha blinks at her. It was rare that the seemingly infallible warrior before him might admit to something might be bothering her, and then he cannot help but wonder if he—

"My apologies, Mara. I'm not disturbing you, am I?"

At first she had been distant. Keeping mostly to herself, acting independently. And then it had taken him far too long to realise that the few times they had spoken�� she had been teasing him. The same way one might tease a friend. 

So to hear such an honest admission, he cannot help but wonder if he might be the source. 

Mara shakes her head though. "No, of course not. You could never..." she trails off, brow furrowing slightly before she smiles at him. “I was actually wondering if I could join you— or, rather, if you would join me?” 

“Join you?” he asks curiously, raising an eyebrow at her. 

“If you’re not too busy,” she says quickly. “I wanted to take a stroll to Lake Silvertear and I wouldn’t mind your company.” 

It takes him a moment to parse her words. To wonder if she might be teasing him once more. But there’s an uncertainty in her voice. And the slight flush of pink on her cheeks that gives him pause.

Setting the tome aside and stamping out the campfire, G’raha rises to his feet. “Of course,” he says, smiling back at her. “Anything you need.”

[wildstar25]

Honeymoon pt.1 - Tuliyollal

"Since things have calmed down some, why don't we take time for the three of us?"

[eemamminy-art]

When your gf steals your food 😋🍔

[extrabora]

So I’m friends with an Emetfucker and an Estinienfucker and using the power of Scientific Analysis and MS Paint I’ve discovered the one braincell we all share.

[binart]

among mooglekind there is an act referred to as a "bump snuzzle." this is done with loved ones ONLY!! it's also how E'li likes to show Raha affection 🥰

(E'li was raised by moogles LOL)

[akirakirxaa]

[ day 6: road ]

𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑑𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑠.

[lastfantasys]

sparring practice or something like that idk

[umbralaether]

FFXIV WRITE 2024

day 10: stable

She was beginning to accept the fact that her aether would never be stable.

If she pushed herself too hard, she'd be exhausted for days. If she didn't push hard enough, her aether would build until she felt as if her very fingers would burst into flame. The poisoning of Light from the First was a permanent ache, never to loosen it's grip.

She knew G'raha felt responsible. His gaze would flicker with every wince, every muscle spasm, every sleepless night. He worked tirelessly to search for solutions, shipping in strange ingredients and reading every book on aether and illnesses.

Nothing seemed to work.

He collapses onto the bed beside her, "…I admit I don't know what else I can do."

"Maybe there's nothing that can be done, love. Stop torturing yourself," She reaches for his hand, gently tugging to invite him closer.

He cuddles up close, burying his face into the crook of her neck, "This is my fault, you know."

"I don't care if it is, because it worked out in the end. I'm alive, you're alive, we're all alive. For better or worse," She murmurs, and means every bit of it.

She would do it again too, if it meant saving those she loved. Somehow, she knew she would get through this.

[shalpilot]

two guys doin fuck all ‼️‼️‼️

[nights-at-crystarium]

I felt obliged to join the other two elezen wolgrahas lmao. It's indeed fun to see all the lil differences and locate our blorbos on a spectrum.

ViviRaha aren't jealous due to being so confident in the cosmic importance of their love, convinced that there isn't a single person better for them than they're for each other. Which stands true btw.

The art's from this post!

[eorzeanscholar]

“𝙈𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙣𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧…

𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨.”

[queensbrother]

FFXIVWrite | 3. Tempest

[f!wolexarch if you squint | shadowbringers era | word count: 471 | Rating: G]

[also based on this gpose vn I did last year]

To say the Warrior of Light is reserved was something of an understatement. 

She is quiet, not much for words. Almost stoic in appearance, were it not for the way her eyes would light up, or the small smile tugging at the corner of her lips when taking up any task set before her. One that only few would notice, if they dared to look close enough. 

It was rare that she would hesitate when the impossible was asked of her. Rarer still, for her to speak her mind or show if she had any doubts. She would act, because it was the right thing to do. She would use her strength to help those without. 

And she took everything in stride, with a calm patience few could match. 

At least, that’s how the Exarch remembers her. And how she is depicted in the legends of old. 

But now, a storm swells beneath the surface. Her once patient demeanour cast aside. Brow furrowed and head bowed, squinting up at him out of the corner of her eye. She has been eyeing him like this since their meeting outside the gates.

“If you are asking me to be a weapon for you, I would prefer that you just come out and say it,” she snaps quietly, arms crossed over her chest and a finger tapping impatiently. 

It is a defiance he has never seen or heard before. 

“Not for myself, no. I had only hoped to ask—” 

Her head snaps towards him suddenly, glaring directly at him now. A tempered rage swirling in her eyes like a tempest. “Just to ask?” she scoffs. 

“You attempted to summon me to fight against this Light. To save this world, and now mine own as well.” She raises her voice, fists clenched as she steps towards him. It takes everything in him not to shrink back. 

Realistically, he should have expected this. 

“Just to ask if I would do it? All while my life and the lives of those closest to me are in danger? You dragged my friends to this world trying to get to me and it’s all because—” 

She stops. Jaw set before she closes her eyes. Willing the storm to calm— though he isn’t sure that calm is the right word when she opens them again. But she had… suppressed it. Pushed it down and away, as she swallows her pride with a deep breath. “...because no one else can do this,” she concedes quietly. 

Part of him wants to reach out and comfort her. Knowing the world could not have not been kind; that the trials she faced more harrowing than any story could properly capture, for her to change so drastically from the kindhearted soul he once knew. 

Instead, he grips his staff tighter, keeping the distance between them.

[sapphire-scarletta-wol]

1 million gil says graha picks whichever side the wol picks for dawntrail

pls dont split up the crystal cats,they are in love and the last time they tried adventuring together someone else forced them to split up :(

anywho anyone else excited for dawntrail?

[eemamminy-art]

ear wiggle!!!

[landshorizon]

(Count)Down to Dawntrail // Day One - A Realm Reborn

Shortfic under the read more to go along with the screenies! It's rated T. WoLRaha/Edraha. Eddie is one of my WoLs! Drunk first kisses for the ARR day of the countdown. I was gonna do something Not-Shippy but y'all know me, sucker for romance. Also, I wanted to Gpose them smooching, but Brio and the pose wouldn't cooperate at all so I did some minor editing and came up w/ this instead.

"Nophica's Knockers!"

Edvard laughed raucously at G'raha's poor attempt at a joke, nearly falling off the table he'd perched on somewhere between Horizon and Vesper Bay. You see, he'd drunkenly agreed to take G'raha to see some of his favourite places in between their travails for the Sons of Saint Coinach and all that entailled, and now he was having to make good on his promise with a very tipsy G'raha while not being too far away from paralletic drunk himself.

"Y'can't say that, Ed!"

G'raha swatted at Ed's arm playfully and in doing so lost his balance. He didn't quite tip into the sea off the docks, (though Eddie was keen to see him do so, just for the laughs,) but rather caught his balance on his knees with a 'ta-da' style flourish.

They fell silent a moment then, the characteristic awkward silences that fell over them when they were alone together coming on full force. Ed blushed, and cast his glance away from G'raha, who flirtily tried to catch his eye, the Miqo'te extending his hand out to touch the warm brown leather of Eddie's boot on the foot which dangled from the table.

Edvard eventually looked back at G'raha, catching his eyeline and giving a shy, small smile.

"Since I met you," G'raha hiccoughed, then continued. "Since I met you, my life has been infinitely richer for knowing you, my friend."

Eddie's blush was refusing to subside, even as he closed his eyes and giggled lightly.

"It is a pity, however, that we are both very drunk and you won't remember this tomorrow."

G'raha stood up and closed the gap between them, standing between Ed's legs with a determined look on his face. Edvard's already raised eyebrow raised further, practically shooting into his hairline as G'raha leaned in and kissed him.

Eddie made a surprised, but pleased, noise, one which caught in his chest and was embarassingly feminine in tone. G'raha's lips were rougher than he'd been expecting, he noted.

He wound his arms around Raha's shoulders and leaned up against the Miqo'te, to which G'raha replied by slipping his arms around Ed's waist and leaning hard against the table edge, still standing between Edvard's legs as he tilted his head and kissed Ed properly.

The only times Ed had been kissed, prior to G'raha kissing him, were either pecks on the cheek from his chosen family, (which obviously didn't count, since he saw them all as his siblings or parental figures,) or one occasion previous where he'd been all but forced into kissing a girl. The less said about her, the better, and Ed didn't want to colour this memory by thinking about her, so he swiftly put a stop to that train of thought and went back to just enjoying kissing G'raha.

Raha wasn't a bad kisser at all, which was another thing which surprised Eddie. Considering he was affectionatelly called a 'nerd' by Ed more often than not, and considering Raha's reputation for being acholarly, it was a pleasant surprise that he seemed to know what he was doing. Not that Ed had any frame of reference, of course.

When they broke apart, Edvard was already laughing.

"Was I that bad!?" G'raha excalimed, though he was grinning madly himself, drunkenly teetering about while he waited for Ed to reply.

"Not bad at all, Raha. Not bad at all."

[binart]

i sat down and made a little sticker design of my wolgraha ship 🥺🥺

guys i can just,,., dO THIS?? i can just MAKE A LITTLE THING THAT MAKE MY HEART HAPPY... WOW... Powerful...