#styliani leo'ke

[sweetlittlehawke]

Some good times, some bad times, all that jazz. 

@nijohirjesyho @issamorg @blood--hunter

[stylianileoke]

Did a thing to track his canonical timeline of glams. 

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I’ve had more shenanigans lately than I’ve done solo things so there’s a lot less to this post. But heyo for more screenshots

[sweetlittlehawke]

Have a random selection of things, mostly of me and NPCs but some other PCs such as @livinglegacy

[sweetlittlehawke]

Fancy times and chill times.... actually no it’s not that fancy. It’s just fighty. Gotta help Sanson.

[sweetlittlehawke]

Of course there’s also just a lot of things of Sty on his own. I had a lot of fun with action shots today. There were so many pictures. When I uploaded all my screencaps today there were almost 200. Most of them from getting these action shots.

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Shenanigans and NPCs! I hung out with @fulafkita for a bit, FINALLY reached the Azim Steppe, and also did a missions with my squad. Can’t wait for my squad to get glams- mostly for the sake of Gota’a. Poor black mage can’t see a thing in that hood.

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Too lazy to crop that one from my stream but oh well. Have some pictures of my boi being pretty

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Sooooo a lot has happened since I uploaded some screenshots. I finished Stormblood, and am halfway through Shadowbringers. Whoops. Also though ??? Did some shit with Iz’ya!! After ten years! I’m so sorry my boi... I neglect you so much

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Last of all, I spent some good time with my darling Francel. It was wonderful. I cried ngl

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I recently (as in in the past like... 3 months) flipped FCs a few times and am now in @darthsuki‘s FC so I really don’t see myself leaving. As such though, I have a new room and it’s v nice if I do say so myself. It’s an odd setup really, but I like it well enough.

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Soooo I’m bad at posting things on here it’s fine. I’ve made a lot of progress with the MSQ... Also I love a lot of boys. Some more major characters than others. Haurchefant and Thancred being major vs the red head boy I found in the Gold Saucer is really.... unimportant. But he’s cute none the less.

[sweetlittlehawke]

Some familiar faces ( @fulafkita and @livinglegacy) as well as many new ones since I joined a new FC. Nil is also among the FC shenanigans but I have no clue if he has a tumblr or what it is. 

[sweetlittlehawke]

Had some fun taking pictures with my boy G’raha. I love him so much and I got some great pictures.

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This post is less about the screenshots, more about the lore dump for Sty. 

The first two aren’t a whole lot. It is mostly just- fucking hell Styliani is in love with this man. He is so positive all the time, and Styliani’s not sure how he manages it, but he loves him. He went from “NOPE NOPE NOPE CAN’T BE AROUND DRAGONS” to “I will face down a horde of dragons and Nidhogg himself to protect Haurchefant.” and I’m really not sure when or how this happened, but it did.

3rd picture. OOF. Ilberd did not need to go there. Styliani is well aware that he has fought for whoever wants him to, but now is not that time. The time for that was post Calamity. The time for that was when he spent 4 years delving as deep into thaumaturgy/black magic as he could. When he had regular blackouts and would wake covered in blood. His reputation was that of a monster, as was his criminal record in Ul’dah. Where he is in life when he faces Ilberd though? He’s much better. He’s balanced. He’s healing. It’s not easy, and it certainly hurts. There’s still a lingering darkness, but he’s trying.

4th. This is a plot line I’ve wanted to get into for a very long time. Because Red Mage is amazing, and it really is the character development that Styliani needs, Dark Knight has it’s own appeal. Red Mage sets him up to heal, to balance out the light and the dark. It bring both halves of his personality into alignment so he’s no longer having blackouts, not longer fearing half of who he is. I think that Dark Knight will take him from “I can balance the light and the dark,” to “I have them balanced, and I know how to use the darkness for good,” so he’s never falling into his bad habits again. Because Fray is right, there is still darkness in him- and all this that’s going on with the Scions isn’t helping. He’s lost most everyone he cared for again. For the 3rd time now. He’s likely to relapse, and Fray wants and needs to stop that.

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Bittersweet

Some one-sided Haurchefant/WoL angst. At the time that I wrote this (which was a while ago) Sty was very much only in love with @nijohirjesyho and couldn’t imagine himself loving two people.

Lord Haurchefant is many things. Kind, helpful, handsome, genuine, trustworthy, loving, the list goes on. It’s a list Styliani’s heard many times from many people; Samilen, Nijoh’ir, Kita, nearly everyone he’s met that knows Haurchefant, knows how his heart goes out to all. While he may be scorned and hated in Ishgard, anyone from outside the country sees the value in him. They see him as a man, not as a bastard. Styliani may not have much understanding of the prejudice against bastards, but he does understand it means a lot to the Elezen that Styliani doesn’t care about his birth status. Styliani remembers well a late night conversation with Haurchefant about their births, about how pirates seldom marry or stick to a single partner. Haurchefant was astounded by how accepting the young Miqo’te was. He knew Styliani hated talking about his past, that even his nearest and dearest friends only know pieces. Their conversation was vauge at best, but it meant a lot to Hauchefant. Styliani mentioned his parents being unmarried, and how it was common among the pirates in Limsa, but it was worded in such a way that it was unclear if Styliani was one such pirate. Regardless, it was comforting to hear that being a bastard didn’t impact Styliani’s view of him. If he’s being honest, he could have guessed. It’s no secret Styliani is closer with Nijoh’ir than most of his other friends, and Haurchefant is aware that Nijoh’ir was also born out of wedlock. He is no fool, he knows how to put two and two together. But, assumptions are dangerous.

With all of this knowledge, and the conversations they have had, it’s lead to here. Another late night conversation, as is so common for them. Being summoned to talk to Haurchefant is nothing new. They both enjoy their conversations and the things they learn from each other. Styliani expected tonight would be no different. When he arrived and found Haurchefant waiting with drinks prepared by the fire though, he felt like something was off. Most of their talks start with business and devolve into pleasure, but this looks set up for pleasure. The moment Styliani sets foot in the door Haurchefant stands to greet him, arms open and a smile on his face. “Styliani! Tis good to see you! I trust your travels have been going well?”

The Miqo’te nods, closing the door behind him and speaking as he crosses the office, “As well as they ever do.”

Once within reach Haurchefant pulls Styliani into a hug, a rather common occurrence since he learned how much the Miqo’te enjoys physical affection. It’s such a familiar feeling to be in an embrace with him, and how Haurchefant longs to hold on forever. Alas Styliani pulls away and reaches for a drink. “So, what do you need from me?”

Haurchefant follows suit, grabbing his own glass. “Ah, a rather… delicate topic if I am to be honest. I was speaking with Iz’ya, and he mentioned something that is of great interest to me.” He pauses, taking a long drink from his glass. Haurchefant is not known for being reserved, lead of all with Styliani, but this evening seems to be an exception. It is with a heavy sigh that he speaks again, “Iz’ya gave me some advice really. I admit I was lamenting some sorrows to him in an unseemly manner, but he, much in the same way as you, is kind beyond words. He took no offence at my drunken state, and instead told me how to calm my anxieties. As much as I disdain facing this, for fear it should result in anguish, it is something I simply must say.”

Once more he pauses, and Styliani speaks up in the break, “You don’t have to be so formal. I’m a friend, you can speak casually.”

The Elezen chuckles nervously, “Ah… of course. I’m sorry, I can lead Camp Dragonhead no problem, but matters of the heart are something else entirely.”

The mention of love certainly isn’t what Styliani is expecting, as exemplified by him choking on his drink. He stammers out an apology, wiping stray drops of wine from his lips. “Love? I flirt a lot I know- but if you want actual love advice I’m… not going to be much help.”

Haurchefant waves a hand as if to dismiss the thought, “No, no, as I said before, Your brother offered advice. Now I am simply following through on it.” He moves over, kneeling in front of Styliani so they are eye level. “Your brother said you have interest in someone, though he dared not tell who. I know not if that is because he isn’t privy to the information, or simply did not wish to share it. This leaves me to wonder who it is that you care for, and how I might aid you in… pursuing them.”

Styliani nods slowly. As he said, he’s no expert on romance, and he certainly has told Iz’ya who it is he loves. Far too similarly to Haurchefant he’s spent too many nights drunken and unloading on Iz’ya, and while he will admit in Coerthas it’s been a lot harder topics, but it is still all too common for him to simply talk about Nijoh’ir for hours on end. How Iz’ya handles it Styliani will never know. What Haurchefant is saying though, sounds more like a question or a request, as if he’s hoping he’s the target of Styliani’s affections. He’ll admit, he cares greatly for Haurchefant, but not in that way. The man is far kinder than most, has done more than Styliani ever expected for the Scions, he’s handsome for sure, but Styliani can’t look at him the same way he looks at Nijoh’ir. There’s only one way to figure out his intentions are though, and that’s by asking- something Styliani is not keen on doing. “I appreciate the offer, but no. There’s more going on than me simply not making my interest shown. He is far too busy with his own duties, and I don’t know that Sun can handle a relationship right now.”

The Miqo’te realizes when he stops talking he didn’t actually ask Hauchefant’s intentions. What he reads off the man’s face says it all though. The moment Styliani said Sun, a known nickname for Nijoh’ir, Haurchefant’s face fell. His expression had been nervous, but still felt like there was hope to it. But the moment a name was used Hauchefant’s eyes fell and his shoulders slumped. It felt like watching his heart break. Then he spoke, and Styliani’s heart broke for him. “Nijoh’ir? He’s who holds your heart?” He asks, voice hardly above a whisper. There is merely a nod from Styliani as Haurchefant stares at him. The eye contact is awkward, it lasts so long with neither of them speaking.

“Is that… a problem?” Styliani asks, faltering slightly on his words. He never did ask, but he’s confident he knows what Haurchefant’s intentions were now. His trepidation on asking his intentions seem to be placed correctly. Now he must simply deal with the fallout of that.

The Elzen shakes his head quickly, eyes darting back to Styliani. “Of course not! It is good that you care so much for him. You’re clearly very close with him already, I was a fool to not see it,” he says, the last sentence trailing off into a whisper.

Styliani shakes his head, scooting forward in his seat to take Haurchefant’s hands into his own. “You’re no fool Haurchefant. You’re one of the most admirable men I’ve ever met. It’s just hard to see things sometimes, with everything going on like we’ve been dealing with.”

Haurchefant smiles sadly, eyes falling to the hands that hold his own. They’re so much smaller than his own, and feel so fragile, but so safe as well. They are calloused, as any warriors are, but still soft. He’s not the close and personal combatant his brother is, nor the sculpted archer that Nijoh’ir and Samilen are- but his magic has a flair all its own. Or is that simply Styliani himself being so splendid? “I thank you Styliani, you are too kind. I do hope things go well for you and Nijoh’ir. You two are both splendid. If you are ever in need of anything, I am always here Styliani.”

He nods, understanding well what Haurchefant is saying, or even just implying. Not everything is said, but it is understood. Haurchefant will always be a friend, or more if that is desired, but overall wants what is best for him, and will let himself fall to the wayside. It’s an attitude Styliani can’t argue with, it’s admirable and humble. “Thank you Haurchefant,” he says before standing up. He grabs his glass to down the rest of the wine before saying, “Have a good night,” and leaving the office.

Tonight certainly did not go how Styliani or Haurchefant expected, but in the end it wasn’t bad. It was not good per say either. Bittersweet is the best descriptor Styliani can think of. He feels bad for having to reject Haurchefant, because the man is more than anyone could wish for, but he’s not Nijoh’ir, and Nijoh’ir is all that Styliani wants. He’s grateful beyond words that Haurchefant took it so well, as he’s seen the same situation play out much worse far too many times in his life.