#urianger x reader

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Official FFXIV men oral game ranking

no i will not elaborate

[cinnabun-faerie]

FFXIV Scions taking a bubble bath with the WoL

matching bubble beards

no question

honestly putting bubbles on each other just was so much fun

and maybe you had a little too much bubbles in your bath to begin with

so the fact that you were looking like a Yeti before you were done was hilarious

he’s the type to sit you in his lap and scoop the bubbles up with his hands holding yours

and you two would blow the bubbles off your hands and watch them float in midair before falling back into the tub

he would love to put a bunch of bubbles on top of your head and declare you his queen/king of the Bubble Kingdom

you however would spike up his hair before piling bubbles on his head

you weren’t exactly sure what it was you were doing, but he looked so cute

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Well

really I don’t think you want to know

but if it must be revealed, baths can start or end quite steamy

no, not just due to the hot water

honestly the different scents of bubble bath seems to rile both of you up

raging hormones definately become a thing when you two bathe together

he is definately the one with the rubber duckie

it fits the aesthetic of bath time

or at least, that’s what Thancred said to convince Urianger

honestly Urianger would just hold you when you bathe together

helping to wash each other is a must

it’s rather comforting actually

why would the bath ever be place for all business

you must be crazy if you think she’s going to keep her hands to herself

and the bubbles in the bath was such a nice and calming touch

she would use some magic to make the bubbles float all around the room

the two of you would sit snuggled up in the tub as you popped bubble after bubble

[lovehotelreservation]

Thrust System - Trust System [6/7]

Summary: While delving into the depths of a dungeon, you wanted to be sure that your companions were people that you could trust and who would have your back.

In this case, they’d also have your ass too.

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Thancred/G’raha/F!Reader/Urianger/Estinien

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What a journey it had been.

Not only within the maddened frenzy that led up to your time here at the Lunar Palace, but simply overall.

In the span of your adventure thus far–whether through hard-fought victory seized by your unwavering spirit or punishing failure that left you humbled and perhaps even scarred–you learned to adapt to any situation as necessary with the various abilities and skills you had attained and honed, whether on your own or under the wing of a mentor.

If you were going to keep your loved ones safe, this was absolutely crucial.

If Estinien needed to be healed while the others were busy squaring off with the foul creatures of a dungeon, you were ready to conjure Cure to salve his wounds.

If Thancred or G’raha needed more force to send a magitek monstrosity crumbling down, just a wave of your hand to call upon the power of the Ifrit was all you needed.

And it wasn’t to say that you were ill prepared to ever draw the ire of a vicious beast to mitigate its assault and attention away from Urianger while he gathered his magic to raise up a shield for your party.

You were quite handy with a sword and shield, in fact.

However, with no armor, no clothes, only time would soon tell and witness how you were going to withstand this encroaching and relentless barrage that was meant to target you and you alone.

Naked, weakened from being constantly subjected to the whims of your unorthodox prison, flushed and at a loss for breath–you could only do your best to cover your nude form with your hands while you inspected the faces of your dearest companions.

Merely phantoms drawn forth by the palace’s zealots, your giggling and mischievous phantom copies dissipated into the air the moment they set foot into the throne room after fulfilling their goal. A goal that was currently unbeknownst to you, but one that needed no further explanation.

With each step they took towards you, darkened eyes contrasting with the vibrant pink glow of their bracelets, having the four fully focused on your body as they drank in the sight of your present blushing distress made matters become increasingly clear:

One way or another, you were going to be taking on Thancred, G’raha, Urianger, and Estinien.

Considering you looked to be the most level-headed one out of everyone’s crazed states, you could have called each of them to reason, to snap out of their stupor and break free from the influence of the bracelets.

But how could you when your body was the most affected by the palace’s contraptions?

Your companions still had the strength to stand and step forward.

You were left on the floor, wondering and yearning for who would make the first move and finally relieve the ache that was possessing your body.

Would it be Thancred, with his once roguish Casanova ways stirring from slumber to leave you squirming beneath his teasing and experienced touch as he whispered utter filth into your ear before having you bear the might of his thrusts, now strengthened by his might and experience as a Gunbreaker?

With how poor G’raha was at hiding his feelings for you, it would be little surprise if he were to so much as pounce right at you to demonstrate his long-harbored yearning by flooding your core full with his seed.

As for Urianger, you were well aware that even he–with his impeccable grace and immeasurable patience–could only maintain his near saintly composure for so long before he would beseech to bury his face between your thighs.

And certainly not to be forgotten, Estinien deemed you as his partner for a reason and so it was certain that he would make sure that you remember how the shape of his cock would feel inside of you.

The answer as to who would be first and finally bring you relief was not coming fast enough, and thus, after gathering your thoughts, you finally spoke up at last, your voice soft yet heavy with need,

“Will you all help me?”

They replied all at once.

Armor clanked against the floor while a flurry of clothes soon joined, with hungry lips claiming yours and their hands meeting your body even faster.

The four surrounded you, crowding around where you were currently sitting on the floor of the throne room.

Knights to their majesty, disciples to their god–there was reason for this all to transpire within the center of the throne room of the once dignified and anointed Lunar Palace, which had witnessed decades upon decades of this very ritual across time with the likes of nobles, army commanders, to even more daring members of The Forum looking for thrills outside of scrolls and regulation.

Now, it was you and the men you loved with all your heart.

Your lips were claimed by G’raha’s in the neediest of kisses as his tongue was desperate to plunge into your mouth for a sample of your taste. For Estinien, he already had a handful of your breasts, groping your flesh and pinching at your nipples. 

Urianger was occupied with kissing along your neck while his fingers–ever experienced with flicking through the cards of his tarot deck–were preoccupied with feathering and circling over your clit. This worked in tandem with Thancred, who had damn near slid across the floor in order to plant his face right in-between your thighs, his experienced tongue dragging and stroking along your drooling core.

A bit of relief for the overwhelming ache that was wracking through your body, which–within your crumbling sense of mind–you sought to return the favor by bringing your hands to grasp at and caress G’raha’s and Urianger’s stiff cocks. And with the added attention of Estinien and Thancred amidst your overwhelmed state, between a few kisses, caresses and licks, it was not long until you were arching your back with a cry as you were brought to orgasm.

The first of many for this ritual.

Especially as Thancred did not hesitate to lift himself up off the ground to kneel before you instead, his fingers reaching for the base of his cock while he readied to slide his thick girth right into your core. A delighted hiss escaped him as he was quickly welcomed by hot, velvety tightness.

“Now this was worth sprinting all over this damn dungeon for.”

His arms wrapping tight around you, Thancred drew your body close against him as he quickly began to push into your core at a vigorous pace, stealing a kiss from your lips as he did so. At the same time, he proceeded to lift you up so he could be the one to lay on the ground instead, keeping you right on top of his toned and chiseled form instead.

With the pop of a bottled salve followed by heavy and heady breath, G’raha coated his dick as fully as he could with the thick and viscous solution, his ears perked and tail swirling with anticipation, all while his crimson eyes were trained on your backside, his heart fluttering at the idea of fantasy becoming reality. Of course, while his mind had long since succumbed to the influence of the Lunar Palace, he still was careful with applying the salve’s contents upon the tight ring of your asshole.

“If relief is what you need, then I gladly pledge to be used at your desire.”

He meant to be more thorough, but the helpless mewl for him to start fucking you from your lips had his mind going blank, his hands clutching at your hips, his lips seeking your neck, and his cock plunging right into your ass. By contrast to Thancred, the pace he began to work himself into was slower yet focused more on pushing in as deeply as he could, wanting nothing more than to savor this sensation, this moment of being one with you at long last.

And certainly, not and never to be left out, Urianger and Estinien were already standing close by, delighting in any kiss from your lips or strokes of your palm upon their dicks. While you were much too preoccupied with getting hammered into by your other companions, they were biding their time for their turn.

Because both were going to devastate you thoroughly.

Over and over, plunging in and out in tandem, it wasn’t long until both Thancred and G’raha were pouring their hot sticky cum inside your core and your ass–the former with a roared curse while the latter with a delighted hiss–as you squealed with your own orgasm.

You sagged right on Thancred’s chest, taking comfort for the touch of his hand stroking your side while G’raha kissed along your shoulder blades.

“Surely, your stamina can go a few more rounds, right partner?”

What you felt next was the warmth of G’raha’s body heat dissipating from behind as he withdrew out from you, just before you found yourself being carried and lifted to be sandwiched upright in-between Urianger and Estinien as they stood, with the former purring out,

“And rest assured, for all that we shalt subject thou to, I will dedicate mine spirit to healing your aches and satisfying your indulgences.”

Estinien’s hands were cradling your ass as he lowered you right onto his long, stiff cock, with Urianger sliding his dick into your core soon afterwards, the two in unison as they speared inside of you at a brisk rhythm.

You scrambled for more support, more contact, more touch. Your arms wrapped around Urianger’s neck as you drew him in for a kiss, which he was more than happy to oblige. Were it not for Estinien’s sturdy arms having hooked beneath your thighs both to help keep you up and to keep your legs parted and open for the two to freely pump their cocks in and out of you, you would have hugged around your darling scholar’s waist as well.

Regardless, you remained spoiled by the stark contrast between the two.

Lips ever so used to speaking in flowery elegance danced upon yours for kisses while teeth that once bore the fangs of draconic possession sought to leave bitten claim upon the side of your neck.

Soft and slender fingers that were more familiar with strumming through countless tomes sought to circle around and toy with your nipples whereas hands that were roughened by a life of harvest and battle continued to cup and grope your breasts.

Trapped in-between Urianger and Estinien as you were made to bounce on their cocks, a glance to the side had you witness Thancred and G’raha hungrily awaiting for your attention while both stroked along the length of their stiff dicks.

What had transpired thus far was merely a sampling.

The true feast was yet to come.

It was by this thought that your eyes rolled, your lips cried, your body trembled.

Right after this orgasm was when time began to blur in overwhelming euphoric delirium.

You could recall the sight of G’raha’s hand grasping at the back of yours as you remained on your hands and knees while he was positioned right behind you, a gasped chant of your name matching the hurried tempo of his thrusts as he continued to pump your core full with his seed without restraint.

At some point you found yourself in the middle yet again, kept standing by Thancred pounding away into you near endlessly from behind, his hands gripping your wrists with ease while your body sagged before him in pleasure all while your mouth was fed with the full length of Urianger’s dick as his fingers stroked through your hair as his breathless praises mingled with Thancred’s cheeky ones.

The sensation of Estinien’s lips smothering yours for kisses was practically etched onto your body, especially as he continued to have you bounce up and down his dick while you were seated on his lap, his hands guiding your pace as they fondled and squeezed your ass.

By this point, the lascivious clutch of the palace’s wicked influence had long since waned. What transpired now and onwards was simply the pursuit of pleasure, the fulfillment of instinct, and–most of all–the release of amorous feelings that had long been trapped away, obscured by a myriad of reasons. Your journey thus far brought you here to seek passage to the moon. Yet as you remained in the center between the four who made your adventure, your life that much more complete, you would only continue to see heaven and its stars over and over again.

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i was originally going to conclude everything on this chapter but i thought it was better to properly wrap things up by adding another piece--esp with how long this chapter had taken to finally be finished and posted ; v ; thank you so much for your patience and i hope to see you all for the conclusion!!!

[meowinglizzer]

Pixies - Urianger x WoL

Ugh I struggled so much writing the dialogue for him. Hence, not much dialogue and I left it quite short.

This one is a bit of a fem WoL who's shorter than Urianger, but anyone can read it really as it's not mentioned much.

Not requested

Words: 902

Fluff

Shadowbringers spoilers

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The pixies' games, while tiresome, were ultimately harmless. After navigating a series of enchantments and illusions, you and your comrades finally had enough of their endless games, resolving to calling upon your trusted pixie to finally lift the illusion.

Finally, you're able to navigate to the Bookman's Shelves. With each passing minute, you were becoming more nervous at the thought of seeing Urianger again, the wonderous true nature of Il Mheg, a welcome distraction.

"And here we are. I give you Urianger's humble abode." Thancred introduces a little dramatically. He went in and held the door open for you and Minfilia while also calling for the elven man.

As you walked in, the sight of him took your breath away. Gone were the heavy robes and scholarly attire you were accustomed to seeing him in. Instead, he wore garments that seemed to flow like water, the fabric shimmering in the warm light. His new attire left his muscular back exposed, revealing the taut, graceful lines of his frame. His silver hair cascaded down his shoulders, framing a face that seemed more ethereal than ever.

You stood still, basically gawking at the man, snapping out of it only when Thancred cleared his throat. You didn't know what you missed of the conversation as you realised Minfilia was gone, and they both had their attention on you now.

After unceremoniously collecting yourself, and a devious smirk from Thancred, Urianger proceeded to tell you his vision.

Some time later, you find yourself alone with Urianger. You have yet to look at the man in the eyes, never mind talking to him, you didn't trust your own voice in that moment. Stealing a glance where you last saw the elven, he now had his back on you, concentrated on a book he picked up.

Without thinking, as if in a trance, you slowly approached the elven, your eyes trying to memorise every part of his exposed skin and muscle. You reached out slowly, lightly grazing your fingers along his exposed skin.

Urianger tensed for a moment, then relaxed under your touch. "My lady?" he queried softly, turning slightly to look at you.

You pulled your hand back, flustered. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... it's just, this is new." You proceed to point at all of him.

He chuckled, a deep, melodic sound that sent a shiver down your spine. "Aye," he acknowledged with a gentle smile. "The pixies didst insist upon a change in attire, deeming mine old garb unsuitable for their realm."

For the second time that day, you couldn't tear your eyes away from him. You had always known Urianger as the reserved and enigmatic scholar, but here he stood, almost otherworldly in his beauty. You felt a strange shyness bubble up within you, a feeling you weren't accustomed to.

"They have a certain taste." You managed, trying to maintain your composure. "I've never seen you like this," you admitted after a pause, your voice barely above a whisper and eyes darting from him to the books behind. "It's... mesmerizing."

He turned fully to face you, his gaze intense yet gentle. "As art thou, Warrior of Light. Thy valour and heart shine brighter than any adornment."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, the sincerity in his eyes making you feel both exposed and cherished. You couldn't deny your feelings for the elven man any longer, having a crush on him from the moment you joined the Scions. You took a deep breath, gathering your courage. "Urianger, I've always admired you, but seeing you like this... it's different. It's like I'm seeing a part of you I never knew existed."

He reached out, taking your hand in his. "We are all shaped by our experiences, by the places and people we encounter. This realm hath revealed facets of myself I had not known. As it hath for thee, I am sure."

You sat in silence for a moment, the connection between you palpable. The pixies, ever observant, seemed to fade into the background, granting you a rare moment of privacy.

"Urianger," you begin again, your voice trembling slightly, "I don't know what this means, but I... I feel drawn to you, more than ever." You didn't know why you finally confessed, it might have been the shock from his new attire, or the enchanting atmosphere, but you were glad you finally said it.

He squeezed your hand gently, his eyes never leaving yours, making you unable to look away from his. "Then let us explore this path together, my lady. For in this world of shadows and light, we need not walk alone."

You felt a weight lift from your shoulders, like with those simple words, he took away some of your burdens. With Urianger by your side, you felt more confident in foregoing the challenges in your journey.

You giggled and leaned up, grabbing his robes, making him slightly lean down so you could place a sweet kiss on his cheek. The interaction basically took away all the courage you had left, turning around right after and walking out to find Thancred or Minfilia.

Urianger brought his hand to his cheek where you had kissed him, a smile on his face. He could get used to this. The elven promised himself that the next time you two may find some peace alone together, he would return the favour and maybe more.

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[starlight-brainrot]

FFXIV - Academic Rival AU (x reader)

Characters: Aymeric, Alphinaud, Urianger, G'raha Tia, Y'shtola

Tags: fluff, high school AU, academic rival AU, gn reader, miscommunication (g'raha's)

Warnings: since it's a high school AU, it's assumed that wol/reader is the same age as Alphinaud.

Word Count: 1336

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Aymeric

Mr. class president

Chess club leader as well?

You, meanwhile, are the captain of various sports teams

As well as boasting a more than stellar gpa

It ends up being a competition of who will have the better college application - him, or you?

Whenever the two of you meet, it feels as though sparks are flying

The two of you will share pleasantries, but make no mistake - the tension is thick.

For every competition he wins, you make sure to win a couple more. For every academic ribbon you earn, he’s right there behind you.

Haurchefant and Thancred secretly have an ongoing bet to see when the two of you will finally get together.

And as time goes on, more and more of your friends join in on this bet

It seems that the feelings between the two of you are obvious to everyone… but you.

Every stolen glance, every blush, every rant about the other - it was maddening to have to watch two idiots clearly in love avoid their feelings over an inconsequential rivalry.

It’s only after the two of you graduate and receive acceptance letters into the same college, both with full ride scholarships, that Aymeric nervously asks you out.

“I know that we were at odds in high school… but seeing as we’re both here and our rivalry has ended in a tie…”

“Would you like to grab coffee with me?”

Congrats to Alisaie, who won $20 from everyone in your friend group.

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Alphinaud

The two of you are fellow debate team members

…however, the two of you are constantly trying to one up each other.

Who will capture the attention of the audience?

Who will have a more airtight argument?

You were known for your iron logic. It was tough, if at all possible for others to oppose your arguments

Alphinaud was meanwhile known for capturing the hearts of his audience

Surely a formidable duo, if only the two of you could get along…

As the semester drags on, the big competition for your debate team inched nearer and nearer

With all your mock debates with Alphinaud, you felt like you had done all that you could for tomorrow’s event

But it felt like something was missing…

It was Alphinaud who approached you, wanting to go over strategies

Begrudgingly, the two of you recognized that the other could provide helpful tips

Alisaie gives her brother a knowing look as the two of you settle in with your laptops and coffee. He avoids her look with red cheeks.

He feels sick the morning of the competition. He’s so nervous!

But when he hears you say that he better not lose to anyone but you, he feels some semblance of peace, followed by determination for the day ahead of him.

To no one’s surprise, the two of you crush your competition, leaving your opponents floundering for words as you leave them behind in the dust

No, the real surprise is how loudly the two of you cheer for each other upon victory - how proud you are for Alphinaud and how proud he is of you.

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Urianger

You’re unsure of when or how the two of you started competing to see who could read more books in the library.

Perhaps it was that the two of you saw each other there everyday

Or the fact that Moenbryda and Y’shtola seem to constantly egg the two of you on

Little did the two of you know, the roegadyn and miqote were trying to get the two of you together, as they had been trying to do for the past four years.

Maybe this will be the year…

Urianger found himself exploring sections of the library he wouldn’t usually frequent in hopes of being in your presence just a little longer.

His puppy love felt silly to him, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop, especially if you kept looking at him with that soft smile of yours

If given the chance, he’d make a whole new library for you filled with poems and flower words detailing his feelings for you.

If someone were to find one of your names in a library book’s checkout card, it was near guaranteed that the other’s name would be just under it.

Your name became synonymous with his, and vice versa

But a competition that was never meant to be one in the first place will fall apart, have its lines blurred and crossed.

Moenbryda and Y’shtola receive their answer one day when they approach your usual reading spot, only to find the two of you lounging together in one of the library’s bean bags, books long forgotten in favor of sleep wrapped in each other’s embrace.

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G’raha Tia

Could the two of you really call it a rivalry?

As far as anyone could see, the two of you just had a string of unusual coincidences.

The exact same schedule, lunch spots near each other, both being on the Tennis team - you saw him every hour of every school day.

So then, was it coincidence that his heart eventually began beating faster when you were around?

G’raha felt like he was going to explode, constantly in your presence

So, like any healthy and sane person does, he begins to (try to) avoid you.

Unfortunately for him, it’s almost impossible to avoid someone who shares your whole schedule

Oh, and you definitely noticed what he was doing.

Had you done something to offend the miqote?

Slowly, your friendship morphed into avoiding the other, both of you running from your feelings

When I say that everyone is tired of the two of you making puppy eyes at each other when you think no one is looking

I mean EVERYONE

It’s the twins who eventually get fed up and decide to act on it, forcing the two of you to put the tennis equipment away together, just to get the two of you to talk.

The silence is deafening as the two of you awkwardly clean up

It’s when the two of you brush fingertips and he recoils like he’d been burned that you snap.

“Am I really that disgusting to you?” You question, frowning.

Upon recognition of what he’s done, G’raha scrambles for an explanation, but eventually sighs and gives in, telling you the truth, he’d always had a crush on you, and hoped it’d fade away with time.

News flash, his feelings only got worse

He sincerely apologizes, not expecting any reciprocation or forgiveness

And is shocked when you give a relieved giggle.

“I’ve always liked you too, idiot.”

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Y’shtola

Y’shtola was going to destroy you.

Well, perhaps that’s a bit too strong.

There was an internship available for fresh graduates under a well known researcher, and both you and Y’shtola were competing for a recommendation for said internship

Anyone who witnessed the two of you would admit that it’s a bit scary to watch the two of you interact.

As they say, an immovable object met an unstoppable force.

Even your teacher is a bit intimidated by whatever’s going on between the two of you, but given that they’re receiving help from the two of you, they’ll keep quiet about the fact that they can give you both the recommendation.

Though the two of you were at odds, it didn’t stop you both from completing your work together swiftly and without complaint.

You couldn’t help but feel as though Y’shtola enjoyed riling you up - but even as you tried to resist the temptation to reply to her, you failed every time

Luckily for Y’shtola, out of everyone she could have this silly competitive streak with, it was you. Oh, how cute you look when you’re upset, lips pursed and eyebrows furrowed.

Upon the realization that both of you got the recommendation, an eerie silence entered the room.

All that competition for nothing?

How embarrassing.

And if anyone noticed the two of you walking to a coffee shop, hands entwined after this whole mess?

They’re better off not mentioning it.

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a/n - I apologize if I wrote anyone ooc hehe... I'm not used to writing for many characters so I just took em and ran (shrug)

[shippersoftheseventhdawn]

if you’re looking for requests, can i have urianger & reader on a beach date? 👙☀️ 🌊

Urianger & GN!Reader on a beach date HCs

T Rating

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It takes you a while to convince Urianger to the beach. He keeps coming up with excuse after excuse after excuse why he can't go

Finally he admits that he's a little ashamed that he can't swim and he doesn't want to ruin the day by not being comfortable getting in the water.

After plenty of love and assurances and promises, he agrees to go with you and just stay on the sand.

Urianger surprises you by wearing a pair of trunks and an open shirt.

He teases you about how attracted to him you seem to be but if you look closely there's a blush on his cheeks from your admiration.

He's very happy sitting on a towel with you, relaxing in the sun.

Of course he's brought a book but he assures you it is a work of fiction and not research. He even reads you some of it to prove his point. And to share the book with you.

When you decide you want to swim, he sets the book aside and watches you, admiring how comfortable you are in the water.

Urianger holds you as the sun starts to go down. Despite his initial uncertainty about a beach date, he now doesn't want it to end. So he holds you and kisses you and tries to distract you with more readings, with stories and with affection from how the temperature is starting to dip.

[kanouizumi3104]

𝓜𝓪𝔂𝓱𝓪𝓹 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮?

I have spent the last few days of my school holiday drawing Urianger as I saw this beautiful picture of Urianger from @elezenmen Here is the link of the picture:

Thank you so much for creating such beautiful photo of Urianger😭

[yasuosexual]

FINAL FANTASY 14 MASTERLIST

key: 18+ = 🔞, contains spoilers = 💔

RAMBLINGS:

where i just spit my thoughts

Impatience - 🔞 Thancred

Death - 💔 Thancred

Warm Hugs - Estinien

Sexual Deviance - 🔞 Estinien

Virgin - 🔞 Aymeric

Learning - 🔞 Aymeric

Reflection - 💔 Haurchefant

Life - 🔞 Haurchefant

names are abbreviated:

HEADCANONS:

Kinks - 🔞 Th, Ay, H, Es

Carried like a Princess - Th, Ay, Es

Sex Positions - 🔞 Th, Ay, H, Es

Hugs - Th, Ay, H, Es

First Time - 🔞💔 Ay, H, Es

How They Sleep - Th, Ay, H, Es

Seduce - 🔞 Th, Ay, H, Es, Ur

Face Sitting - 🔞 Ay, H, Es

Pregnancy - 💔 Th, Ay, H, Es

Naming Your Son After Them - Th, Ay, H, Es

Boob Sucking - 🔞 Ay, H, Es

How They Sleep pt.2 - Hythlodaeus, Emet-Selch

Polyamory - 🔞 Ay x WOL x Es

[cinnabun-faerie]

Heyya! So I just started playing Ff14 again after a quite long time away from the game! So I was wondering if I could requests headcanons of the Scions dating a Dancer WoL, when the WoL surprises them with a dance they made just for them? I don't mean it to be something suggestive, but if that's what you wanna do then do whatever you wanna!

A/N: Welcome back to the game! Also don't worry, I never intended it to be suggestive! ^-^

When you dance for him, his cheeks are very red

not because it's bad or anything

just

you want to show just him your dance?

he is honored

your dance is so lovely

he malfunctions when you tell him that you made this dance just for him

he doesn't know what to say or think

if Alisaie or Estinien were here, they could put him back into normal mode

so for the time being, the poor boy is red and a statue

his face is the same shade as his hair

he is definitely studying your movements

he wants to burn the memory of your lovely dance into his mind

he tries to hide how nervous and lovestruck he feels, but his ears and tail gives him away

His mind melts when you say this dance is for him

He watches you carefully

you move with such elegance and grace

your movements seem to almost hypnotize him

if he was a dancer, he might've gotten up and joined you

perhaps you could show him a thing or two

isn't surprised when you tell him the dance is for him

"Of course is is. I can tell by how you look at me."

You want to show how a dance?

by all means, he'd love to see

his eyes never leave your figure

your moves are not seductive and yet he is seduced

his mind would wander to thought of you potentially dancing like this for others

he doesn't like it one bit

Thus he is ecstatic when you tell him

Oh? You want to dance for her?

Teases you about you being her personal and private dancer

she is more than happy to hear that this dance was for her

so this is what you've been working on for so long

she definitely can tell how hard you've worked on this dance

[allycryz]

FFXIV Write #4: Reticent

A moment in the Fortemps library, set between 5.3 and 5.4

Haurchefant and Edmont

Haurchefant x WoL x Urianger x Thancred

Haurchefant looked inside the library, taking in the faces of those he loved. Nerys lounged upon a couch, nose in a collection of Thanalan folk and fairy tales. Thancred was using her lap as a pillow, his eyes closed, and his chest rising and falling in a soft, even tempo. Urianger had a stack of tomes by the picture window, the bright winter sun gleaming upon his silver hair and golden jewelry. 

And there was his father at his desk, quill in hand, tome open to the day's page. Their eyes met and a smile passed between them that still warmed Haurchefant's heart–to be acknowledged, to be seen instead of quietly pulled aside or ushered away. 

He could not say when exactly his father had begun trying to make up for mistakes with Haurchefant. Certainly he hadn't noticed until the day he had begged for Nerys, Alphinaud, and Tataru to be let through the Gates of Judgement. But as time had passed and with the blessing of distance, he could now discern it had started before that. 

“How fares this lovely bevy?” Haurchefant asked, voice hushed in deference to the readers and to Thancred who might be sleeping. 

“They are quite studious today,” said Edmont. “Will you be joining us?”

“Nay,” Haurchefant sighed. “Reticent as I am to leave, I've appointments to keep about town.”

“Reluctant,” Urianger said, lifting his head. His eyes twinkled. “Reticent pertains to speaking. Thou might learn such by joining us.”

“Ah ah,” Haurchefant wagged a finger. “My moon, my stars, we are not re-litigating this.”

“...He is correct.” Edmont ventured. His voice took on a teasing lilt even as his face betrayed a hesitancy. “About the usage.”

Haurchefant laid a hand upon his breast and swooned against the doorframe. He made sure to exaggerate his tone, inviting his father to join in the pantomime. “Betrayed by both my love and my father. As if practical usage has not added a second definition to the word!”

Edmont's laugh was a bark of obvious relief and Haurchefant grinned, something lightening in his chest. 

“Well” Thancred murmured, eyes still closed. “None of you are certainly embodying the first definition at the moment.”

“Apologies, beloved,” said Urianger to their clearly not sleeping lover. “We’ll debate this at another time.”

“I’ll hold you to that,” said Haurchefant. He cast a smile at them all, his gaze stopping at last on his father who nodded, his eyes soft.

[meowinglizzer]

Estinien x Reader - Hickey

Reader, aka you, are the younger sibling of the oh so great Warrior of Light. Who's also overprotective of you! You're kinda slow and oblivious in this one, sorry.

Not requested

Fluff, slight suggestive, I guess cause of the hickey

Words: 1417

Shadowbringers spoilers, I guess cause of the characters present. But it doesn't really take place at a specific time in the story. Idk.

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The warm morning light filtered through the windows, while the Scions seated around the central table in the Rising Stones. It was a rare moment of relative peace, a time to discuss strategy without the immediate pressure of an existential threat looming over their heads.

Thancred leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes sweeping over the assembled company. Y'shtola was engrossed in a tome, Urianger was poring over ancient scrolls, and Alphinaud and Alisaie were in a heated discussion about the finer points of their latest mission. G'raha Tia, ever enthusiastic, was gesturing animatedly while recounting a recent adventure to Tataru, who listened with a warm smile.

The door to the meeting room creaked open, and you, the younger sibling of the Warrior of Light, stepped in with a bright, cheerful expression. "Good morning, everyone!" You greeted, plopping down in an empty chair.

"Good morning, Y/N," Alphinaud responded with a smile, though his expression shifted to one of mild concern as he noticed a dark mark on your neck. "Y/N, what happened to your neck?"

You blinked in surprise and raised a hand to your neck, fingers brushing over the small, round bruise. "Oh, this?" You said nonchalantly. "I think it's from a mosquito. Nasty little buggers, aren't they?"

Thancred's eyes narrowed ever so slightly, a suspicious glint flickering in his gaze. "A mosquito, you say?" he murmured, nudging Urianger with his elbow.

Urianger looked up, his gaze following Thancred’s. His eyes widened momentarily before he quickly composed himself.

Y’shtola glanced up from her book, her sharp eyes narrowing as she observed you. She raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “It appears you’ve been keeping busy, Y/N,” she said, her tone teasing, earning a confused look from you.

G’raha Tia, less adept at masking his reactions, blushed furiously, his ears twitching in embarrassment. “Y/N, do you…um…realise-"

Before G'raha could finish his sentence on the so-called mosquito bite, the door swung open again, and Estinien entered the room. The former Azure Dragoon, usually so composed and stoic, momentarily froze as he saw the gathered Scions. His eyes met yours, and for a fleeting second, something unspoken passed between you.

"And in comes the mosquito." Thancred murmers with a smirk. Alisaie and Tataru stifled a giggle, Alphinaud's eyes widened in shock at the realisation.

The Warrior of Light, who had been sitting quietly and observing the exchange, suddenly stood up, eyes narrowing as they pieced together the puzzle. Their gaze shifted from your neck to Estinien and the way you were looking at each other, their protective instincts flaring up. "Estinien," they began, their voice low and dangerous, "a word, if you please."

Estinien raised an eyebrow, clearly puzzled by the Warrior of Light’s tone, but he nodded and followed them to a more private corner of the room. The other Scions watched with interest, sensing the tension in the air.

“What’s going on?” you asked, looking around the room with confusion.

“Just a bit of sibling bonding, Y/N,” Thancred replied with a chuckle. “Nothing to worry about.”

"Is something the matter?" Estinien asked, his tone carefully neutral.

"You," the Warrior of Light said, stepping closer to Estinien, "gave my sibling a hickey." It was not a question but a statement of fact, delivered with the weight of an older sibling's protective fury.

Your eyes widened in confusion, looking between your sibling and Estinien. "Wait, what? Hickey? I told you, it's just a mosquito bite!"

“I did,” he admitted, meeting the Warrior of Light’s gaze unflinchingly.

Thancred couldn't hold back a chuckle any longer. "Ah, young love," he said with a knowing smile. "Estinien, you might want to tread carefully here. Our dear Warrior of Light is rather protective of their family."

The Warrior of Light’s hand clenched into a fist at their side. “You dare touch Y/N?” they hissed, their voice trembling with barely suppressed anger.

Estinien, who had faced down dragons and fought countless battles, now found himself at the mercy of a very different kind of adversary: the wrath of an overprotective sibling. He raised his hands in a placating gesture. "It was not my intention to cause any harm," he said carefully. "Y/N and I… well, we have grown close. Not to mention your sibling is capable of making their own decisions,” he said quietly. “And I care for them deeply. I would never do anything to harm them.”

The Warrior of Light’s anger faltered at Estinien’s words, their fist unclenching. They took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions raging within them. “If you ever hurt them, I will make you regret it.” They warned, their voice still firm but less hostile.

Estinien nodded, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Understood,” he said simply.

Your face lit up with realisation, finally understanding what everyone was talking about. "Oh! That kind of hickey! I… didn't even notice."

The room erupted in laughter, the tension dissipating in an instant. Y'shtola closed her book with a snap, a rare smile gracing her lips. "Well, it seems we have nothing to worry about, then. Shall we return to the matter at hand?"

As the meeting continued, the mood lightened considerably. Laughter filled the room, the earlier tension forgotten. You, on the other hand, were now a blushing mess, stealing glances at Estinien constantly throughout the meeting.

Estinien stood by the window, a rare smile on his lips as he watched you interact with the other Scions. He felt a sense of contentment, knowing that despite the initial shock and tension, their relationship was accepted by those who mattered most.

As the meeting came to an end, you made your way over to Estinien, a pout adoring your face. You glanced around to make sure no one was within earshot before lowering your voice. "You left a hickey where everyone could see it!"

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of Estinien's lips. "My apologies, Y/N. I didn't realise it would be so noticeable."

Your face flushed a deep shade of red as you crossed your arms over your chest. "It's not funny, Estinien! Everyone noticed it, and I had no idea what they were talking about. I thought it was just a mosquito bite!"

Estinien's smirk softened into a more genuine, albeit slightly amused, smile. "I truly am sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean to embarrass you."

You huffed, your frustration melting away under Estinien's sincere gaze. "Just... next time, be more careful, okay? I don't want to have to explain this to everyone again."

Estinien nodded, his expression serious. "Of course. I'll be more mindful in the future. Though I don't think we'll have to explain ourselves again." A smirk found itself on his face again.

Your blush deepened, causing Estinien to chuckle softly, a rare sound that made your heart skip a beat. He reached out, gently taking your hand in his.

As they stood there, hand in hand, the Warrior of Light watched from a distance, a small smile playing on their lips. They could see the genuine affection in Estinien's eyes and felt reassured that their sibling was in good hands.

The moment was interrupted by Thancred's voice, laced with amusement. "Are you two done whispering sweet nothings to each other? We've got work to do, you know."

Your face turned an even deeper shade of red as you quickly let go of Estinien's hand. "Uh, yes, Thancred. We're coming."

Estinien gave Thancred a bemused look before turning back to you. "Shall we?"

You nodded, your embarrassment slowly fading as you walked back to rejoin the group. The Scions continued to tease you two good-naturedly, but the atmosphere remained light and jovial.

You approached your sibling, a sheepish smile on your face. "Sorry about that," you said. "I didn't mean to cause a scene."

The Warrior of Light ruffled your hair affectionately, earning a pout from you. "It's fine. Just remember, I'm always here for you. And if Estinien ever steps out of line…"

You laughed, hugging your sibling tightly. "I know, I know. Thanks."

Estinien watched the exchange from a distance, a soft smile playing on his lips. He knew that earning the Warrior of Light's full trust would take time, but he was willing to put in the effort. For you, he would face any challenge, even the formidable protectiveness of your sibling.

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Thank you for reading.

Reacting in any way keeps me motivated.

Also don't be afraid to request something!

[lucianhuntress]

Day 4. Thancred x Reader: 4. “You’re going to get someone hurt.”

Oh, those poor and clueless, yet brave souls who challenged you, the warrior of light herself, to an arm wrestling match at Xbalyab Ty’e.

Thancred could only muse to himself, leaning against a pillar while munching his taco, as a group of Tuliyollans flock around you to take their turns as you slam quite effortlessly each opponent’s arm against the table.

“You're going to get someone hurt,” Thancred decides to chime in eventually, concerned for the people's wellbeing. He knows how powerful you truly are; he has witnessed it first hand.

“Maybe you should try me,” you taunt him playfully.

He really would admit the ways he would try you— but in more private surroundings. He chuckles and finishes the delicious taco. It was supposed to be your night out before he is off to new adventures with Urianger, but there you sit; finishing off challengers left and right— and it looks like you did cause sore muscles for your opponents at the very least.

“Do I get a reward if I beat you?” He asks with that charming smile of his that woo’d many maidens out of their pants.

You return him a grin, with fire burning in your eyes as you reply: “sure.”

A mamool ja makes space for Thancred as he sits down across the round table. The audience mutters and gossips amongst themselves as both of you were helping out the Dawnservants just recently.

“So what do you want, if you win, that is?” You ask him innocently, knowing that he certainly is not a pushover.

A casual smirk plays on his lips, the kind that makes you feel weak in the knees, “I would like to have you for myself tonight.”

“How daring,” you giggle and place your arm on the table as he places his. You grab his fist with yours, readying for the push.

And so it begins; with his arm evenly marching your strength— but you're not giving your all. You're letting him enjoy the moment. You flash him a smile, while you're coiling like a snake; ready to attack back. He manages to push your hand down, almost pinning it against the table when you release your counter-attack, lifting your fist from the danger zone.

With a thud, his fist hits the table and the crowd gasps and cheers as the intense battle draws to an end.

Thancred sighs, rubbing his arm as if to sooth the muscles beneath, “so much for that date night.”

“I didn't tell you what I want if I win though,” you stand up moving over to him, making sure his arm is still in good shape. 

“Oh? And pray tell, what did you have in mind?” Thancred, even if sounding slightly wounded, is back to his normal suggestive tone he likes to use with you.

“You just need to follow me and see for yourself,” you purr into his ear, departing with a quick peck to his cheek.

[amoebaforce]

hi all c:

i follow a few Final Fantasy 14 tags and i've noticed that there seems to be a lack of fanfic/written art among all the beautiful visual content... so i suppose it's time to be the change, ya know?

in other words, i'm going to start taking FF14 writing requests!

characters i'll write for:

any of the Scions, past or present (Thancred, Urianger, Y'shtola, G'raha, Lyse, etc)

most Grand Company/city-state leaders (Ser Aymeric, Admiral Bloefhiswyn, Raubahn, etc)

Zenos

Zero

Emet-Selch/Hades, Hythlodaeus, and other Ancients

any of the side characters I'm familiar with! just ask and see, i've played this game so much that i probably know who you're talking about

things i'll write:

character x WoL reader OR character x character

headcanons, one-shots, blurbs... and anything else that piques my interest!

modern AUs (give me your WoL coffee shop scenarios people)

SFW or NSFW fics

spicy requests will be answered for ADULT CHARACTERS ONLY!

things i won't write:

extreme noncon and other kinks that make me uncomfy (just ask, i'm not a prude and the worst thing I'll do is say a polite 'no')

toxic relationships, actual abuse, stalking, anything like that

anything that promotes real-world hate or violence

my inbox is officially open! i look forward to hearing your requests and flexing my fanfic muscles on one of my favorite games!

[battlecrazed-axe-mage]

Not saying I can write all of these well or believably, but give me something to consider over the next few days while I'm in Nashville

[inkveined]

my n/sfw ffxiv x (gender neutral or fem) wol/reader writing and headcanon requests are: OPEN !!

i am willing to write for the following characters (bolded is preferred): aymeric, estinien, haurchefant, artoirel, thancred, urianger, g’raha, cid, ardbert

i’ve only gotten to post-hw msq wise so please do not request characters beyond that point for i will not be able to write them well enough! 3 characters max per ask. 🕊️🪦 also welcome.

⚠️ DISCLAIMER: i reserve the right to refuse any request for personal reasons or otherwise.

[jgwentworthsbitch]

for healthier living

google.com... ao3 ffxiv urianger x reader M/M adult continent... u will thank me l8er