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[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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[ukepachan]

[keicordelle]

The hardest thing to make Urianger say is thank you

Because he can't just say "thank you". That's far too informal for him no matter how intimate it can seem. He's gotta say "Thou hast my thanks" or "I am grateful" or maybe if we're trying to be casual "my thanks".

But sometimes, when your kinda-sorta boyfriend has spent 20 minutes rubbing your shoulders, you just want to say "Thank you" without it feeling like he has Rendered Unto You A Service

[kaldwinroyalty]

Thinking about it, its kinda wild to me that. The Scions as an organization are supposed to, outside of primal slaying their main role, like, handle diplomatic relations and yet.

And yet you have basically a group of zero actual diplomats.

Like ok listen. Minfilia was the one who handled the majority of that when she was around, ARR made it clear she handled a lot of the bureacracy, but after she's out of the picture its the Scions taking on the role on a 'whichever one of us is closest to the current diplomatic meeting' basis, not a 'yeah I want and/or trained to do this'. Yeah you could say they have Alphinaud but like, huge plot point was him not getting the nuances of politics and fucking up big time, it wasn't till a lot of development did he get to where he is in Endwalker where he can pull on diplomatic relations like a pro so.

Zero proper diplomats for a good chunk of the MSQ

Cause Y'shtola is a magic scholar who constantly toes the line of "maybe casting dangerous magic isn't a bad idea", and is only not permanently living alone in a cave because thats a slippery slope to being like Matoya

Thancred is a goddamn spy, the guy behind the scenes, and once he's out of his flirting stage he's rather blunt and short tempered when dealing with people being slightly annoying

Alisae basically dragged her feet to joining the Scions at all and voices several times diplomacy not being her cup of tea

Urinager doth verily speaketh like so

Estinien gives me a heart attack each time he turns to an ancient dragon and goes "bitch"

I suppose Tataru and Krile I'd trust, but Tataru is much more in the mercantile world and Krile has had other things to deal with instead of working out relations between city states

So until G'raha showed up, it really was just Alphinaud with a shaky dream, AND EVEN THEN. Mister Crystal "stop trying to make me king" Exarch only pulls out his commanding tone when he really has to, otherwise he's content letting others handle it. This super powerful group is coasting through their peace keeping job with luck, very specific and relevant knowledge, and the ability to go "we can ask the WOL, a practical walking nuke, to kill that for us"

[tirabeesu]

summer/lvl 100 trust urianger outfit redesign i made when i cosplayed him to CCE! his canon fit looks too business-casual for summer vacation and i am a firm believer that urinager rejects wearing pants whenever possible.

[duperderedere]

guess who just realized urinager's last name is augurelt

augur

like prophecies

this bitch is who

[aislingsurrow]

28 (would she like that phrase? How would she feel if it was applied to either of her men?)

Would they date a fixer-upper?

Aisling herself would consider neither Urianger nor Estinien 'fixer-uppers'. They are each in their own ways kind, capable, honest, and uplifting. The thought of anyone calling either of them such a thing makes her aghast-- how dare! No! You take that back!

...

Cecelia and Edvard pulled Aisling aside once to talk to her after meeting both her beaus. They made their assessment and-- well-- Estinien's a farm boy- a knight- solid in a way that her parents can appreciate.

Urianger, meanwhile... Well, of course him working with the Scions, an organization her parents deeply respect, is a great mark in his favor. But...

....

But he talks like that? All flower and ink? Ten-gil words when one will do? My sweetie poo and dearest only-est darling-est cabbage. Do ya really want to be with a poet?

Sobbing. Wailing. Her mother apologized profusely and got them a private gazebo for a weekend in Costa Del Sol as an apology. Urinager didn't quite understand why his mother-in-law got them a getaway, but he really did appreciate it!

[eluvixnsarchived]

taking a small break from MSQ just to jot down haylin's relationship with the scions ( some story spoils under the cut btw! )

thancred - bestie, brother in arms, feels like she has her brother back, platonically loves him to the moon and back, sulks like a bitch when he goes off on metal gear solid missons bc she wants to be there but she'd fall over her own feet within the first five minutes and he knows this ( and points it out every single time )

y'shtola - 'yes ma'am whatever you say ma'am i am yours to command ma'am', adores the ground she walks on, is on her best behaviour when she's around bc she genuinely makes haylin nervous, asks her to look her over sometimes just to be certain she's 'still me'

alphinaud - her baby, her everything, her little brother, her munchkin, constantly fussing over him, constantly giving him kisses atop his head, is his scary dog privilege bc if anyone looks at him wrong her hand is twitching to clock 'em, spoils him, is her impulse control and the person who keeps her steady bc god knows haylin woulda lost it by now if he didnt hope and believe in life enough for the two of them, twelve help the poor souls that ever hurt him and help the people of the star ever still if she ever lost him

alisaie - gives into her requests for friendly competitions to encourage her, is just as protective of her but lets her fight her own battles until she needs her, when alisaie says 'i dare you' haylin always answers with 'bet', is her ultimate hypeman bc haylin's just so proud of her

estinien - her favourite chew toy, her favourite person to bother, draws her weapon just as fast as he draws lance bc she too is a fighter not a talker, pesters him regularly about how he can fight airborne bc she wants to too but he never spills the secret, is itching to get her hands on messing with his hair but will he let her? no, bc even he knows better, best bros really she's v fond of him

g'raha tia - soulmate best friend her heart her home she does not want to be anywhere he isnt ever again like she has not recovered from him being taken by hades and then watching him turn to crystal while she holds his soul and memories like a fucking tamagotchi in her hand like this is one the only times the scions saw her break down and had to carry her for a change bc damn, loves this idiot, is the dictionary definition of 'i'll do it if you will' unless its dangerous then haylin is like UMMM NO, can be found eating whatever they can get their hands on together like squirrels at the back of the group, wants to confess her feelings but doesnt want to ruin anything and believes raha deserves better, would actually burn everything if she lost him again ( cannot be certain alphinaud can talk her out of that one tbh folks )

urianger - is her own personal siri bc most of the time all anyone hears is 'hey urinager what's--', likes to mess with him but urianger knows how to distract her and ends up teaching her something instead, is her person and she loves him and goes to him often for counsel and company and QUIET, def sits in his room pretending to be bored but just wants to be near so she can SLEEP without worrying for anything

tataru - as far as haylin is concerned she is the gods favourite princess and whatever tataru wants she gets, loves this little mischief maker, purposefully makes time to spend with her bc she's so often left behind to worry and fear for everything all by herself and she wants tataru to know she is NEVER alone as long as she exists

lyse - visits her frequently to have a bit of fun and get her out of the whole meetings and business shit, seeks out mischief and trouble just to fire her up a bit, has been known to tap lyse in to take care of idiots bc it's the funniest shit to her and that's her GIRL

minfilia - misses her every goddamn day, some might say on par with how thancred misses her, thinks about her often and how lonely it is not to have her in life any more, misses their conversations and her insights, feels responsible for letting her go to hydaelyn ( actually could not look thancred in the eye for MONTHS after he was found ), damn well nearly told ryne to bring her back during that talk until she remembered how minfilia made her feel like it was alright to live her own life and follow her own path too, writes her letters sometimes just to talk to her again

papalymo - never got the chance to build a real relationship with him but she thinks about how she walked away from him without looking back that night and how she wished she'd said thank you for the way he took a chance on her and brought her to the scions, how he brought her home

krile - ultimate teammate in picking on alphinaud, wants to hear all the gossip from her, is so grateful that someone else in the group has the echo bc the echo makes her feel lonely and being able to talk to krile about it means everything, is v protective of her if only for the group

arenvald - sends letters to him with alphinaud's letters and it's usually absolute nonsense to try cheer him up, alphinaud sends him updates but haylin sends him the YOU'LL NEVER FUCKING BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENED DUDE, visits him when she gets the chance, is the number one pusher for him to make a move on fordola ( when she's not around obviously shes not that stupid )

f'lhaminn - avoids her most of the time, feels too guilty to talk to her for too long or alone, asks her if she needs anything though and looks out for her the best she can

riol - desperately tries to sneak up on this asshole every time she's back at the rising stones and he catches her every time and it pisses her off so much bc she can never get the drop on him and its all she wants in life any more

honorable mention: haurchefant - visits him regularly, takes a mug of hot chocolate for herself and one to sit on his headstone, his grave is the only place she lets herself go and cry and the weight of being the warrior of light out, tells him all the adventures and how everyone is, checks in on his family and makes sure they're alright, only smiles sometimes any more because a smile better suits a hero, still feels like she cant get his blood out from under her nails, even now

[casualjacobwrites]

FFXIV Write 2023 Prompt #1 - Envoy

I'm actually doing it this year! Anyway, short little bit about Tataru. Mostly this is ARR, but there is one vague Endwalker spoiler if you know what to look for. (Seriously, it's one tiny line about the Scions financiers.) It is imperfect, but I just want to get back to writing period, and a huge part of my therapy is learning to be fine with not being perfect at everything I do.

Word Count: 705

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In the wake of the Calamity, few knew of the existence of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. Fewer still knew of their headquarters tucked away in an unassuming warehouse in Vesper Bay. During this blessed time Tataru Taru spent her hours poring over ledgers and books to teach herself how to manage the finances of a small clandestine operation that covered the length and breadth of Eorzea.

Or she tried to stay occupied. Despite her head for figures and her love of Minfillia's dreams of a brighter future for Eorzea, it was impossible not to grow bored in the quiet hours when the Scions were away. It was awfully lonely at times, too. Sitting at the entryway watching the door with nothing to do but stare at names and numbers scrawled over too many lines was enough to make anyone dull.

Sometimes she thought about asking Minfillia to keep her company, but the poor girl had the weight of the world on her shoulders along with the weight of Louisoix's absence. Not to mention that she had her hands full with writing missives, reading reports, and checking in on far flung allies via linkpearl multiple times in a day. Once Tataru tried to pull Urinager away from his books for some tea, but conversations with him would make her head spin, and while she loved learning, the Archon might as well be from another plane of existence with the way he spoke of prophecies, primals, and Eorzea's history.

Thus it came to be that she found other ways to while away her hours. Whether that be imagining scenarios of having to rebuff would-be peddlers from entering the Waking Sands, or singing tavern ballads quietly to herself when her eyes had grown tired from reading too many letters on a page. It was during one such performance she was startled by a plucky adventurer who'd come to ask where the wild roses bloomed. She gave that poor adventurer an earful about sneaking up on unsuspecting receptionists before going to tell Minfillia about their newest arrival.

Looking back, this was the moment everything changed. Not long after that rude interruption Tataru's days shifted from slow and uneventful to constant activity. Envoy after envoy turned up at her door asking after the adventurer who had laid Ifrit low. Some of them had nefarious intentions, while others were simply desperate for help for those still suffering the aftermath of the Calamity. The former she was quick to shoo away. The latter...

It was hard when she had to say no and harder still when she watched Minfillia despair over their inability to assist every soul in pain. While she pretended not to hear, she knew those were the moments when the leader of the Scions asked for Louisoix's guidance the most. Tataru never told the others about the tears shed, or the doubts expressed. Instead she marveled at Minfillia's ability to raise her head up to face the dawn with a straight back and squared shoulders. From that display of strength Tataru drew her own strength and pushed herself to make Minfillia's and the other Scions' burdens lighter.

No one in the Waking Sands was ever without a cup of tea, a needed book, or an ear to hear their troubles. The only guests who made it past the front door were those who had legitimate business with the Scions. The rest were quickly run off with a minimal shouting and cursing. As for finances, Minfillia never once had to worry. The ledgers were immaculate and every penny was accounted for, including the ones from a mysterious donor in Old Sharlayan whose only request was that they keep them abreast of any news regarding Louisoix's grandchildren.

As for Tataru herself, her needs would have gone unmet if not for a certain plucky adventurer who always seemed to show up at the right time and always had a moment to listen to her and encourage her. Later on she would come to realize how much of her growth as a person was only because of the people around her. Without them she'd be a simple receptionist. With them, she was able to help change the course of the world.

[stxrmnight]

Short - Return to the Chaos

Good thing Nemi got some respite in Elpis, cause time moved in the present and her allies had traveled to another blasphemy crisis. She was relieved to get there not after the battle, though all of her cells protested when certain disturbing presence appeared.

Though she tensed less than on the moon, misdirected adrenaline urged her legs to sprint as reality showed its cracks, but Estinien and Thancred flanked her shoulders and nodded at her knowingly. This grounded her to the present still being real. She was still here in her body. She was safe, to herself and everybody.

The twins had grabbed Zenos' attention in the meantime, getting no more than the usual fight nonsense as answer. Nemi's pupils shrunk when Zenos addressed her, but the utter bullcrap made her blink more perplexed than anything. Even after crashing inside her mind and body, he thought in worthless delusions to the grave.

"Since when do I owe you anything? All I've got is coercion into being hurt. Find something that actually shines, and leave us alone."

Zenos would disregard this as mental fog from the current situation that's "diminished her passion," and claim he'll train and wait prompting Jullus' outrage and the rest of the cutscene that follows. She would look at Jullus with pity for the way he's finding out why all happened. Though in a way... it would be good if all the Garleans knew how little their state truly cared for them.

She didn't add anything to Alisae's speech, just sighing tiredly and looking ragged and exhausted to anyone outside of her circle, specially the Viator. When he finally left, Nemi hugged Alisae tightly and said she was so, so strong. Alisae gasped but brushed her off to refute jovially, keeping things light for Nemi.

It's so funny the only screenshot in that quest part was "oh, shadowbringer elements shoutout." This would bring a small teasing smirk out of her, which is a sign of relief to G'raha

Oh... this is n response to Urinager folllowing his heart bringing the loporrits. I didn't like the tone interruption with Puddingway. I think she would just hope the little guys can listen effectively to the people they help and be eager to go back to Sharlayan and away from the setting of the worst event of her life.

[meowinglizzer]

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...

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[winterstorm032802]

Y'Shtola and Urinager disappear

Nora: *eyes wide as her voice trembles* Y'Shtola..?

Alisaie: (The first Scion she ever knew... Gone right before her eyes. I can scarcely imagine the pain)

Alphinaud: We'll get them back

G'raha Tia: They'll be okay

Nora: Hah... *almost drops to her knees*

Alphinaud: *steadies Nora* Nora..!

Nora: I-I need a moment alone...

The three look at each other, nod and look back to Nora

Alphinaud: Okay, we'll meet you there

G'raha Tia: If you need us, let us know

Alisaie: We'll give you space

The three leave Nora alone

Nora: *furiously wipes away her tears* Why..? We were just talking Urinager, after everything we spoke and the mistakes we made and how we strive to fix them *weakly smiles* Y'Shtola you talk so much about me being reckless, you've left me so many times though... I guess I can't blame you. I've done so much more reckless things after all *cries* I'm sorry, I know I have to keep going... Just give me a minute... Please, please *covers her face and sobs* Please...

[lxdymaria]

/dote 💕(●´ω｀●)

[minarcana]

just realized that i can in fact use this blog to force people to listen to me talk about urianger instead of tweeting to the void. consider: i adore him. here are some thoughts, unrelated. - eorzean isnt his native language. originally he didnt realize hed learned outdated eorzean, but now he just talks like that on purpose bc he thinks its fun. he could speak modern. he won’t. - ‘thou’ tends to have a connotation of friendly/affectionate (or openly disdainful). he does not realize hes probably the only person who is aware of this and uses it as such and will be like ‘idk everyone says im too formal but im trying to be friendly:(’. - i need everyone to know that in any and every verse possible he’s just very weird. it’s a hobby. he chooses to be slightly weird on purpose, though vastly underestimates how weird he actually is. - he does not like pants! simply not a fan of them. - absolutely the self-awareness of a walnut. hes trying his best. ‘urianger what are your likes and dislikes’ good question he hasnt bothered deciding that yet. ask him about primals instead.

[keicordelle]

None of the Scions realize that Urianger's gotta a secret competitive streak. He's their enigmatic scholar, always willing to push off his own needs for the sake of others. He's just so cooperative, you'd figure his game of choice would be Gloomhaven or Pandemic. Who would expect him to suddenly crush them into the ground in a game of Eorzean Monopoly? The other Scions start banding together to take him down, but somehow he always ends up on top.

(Bonus, Urinager himself doesn't even realize he's so competitive until he gets a taste for victory. From there on he's the first to suggest "team bonding" nights)

I like to think Urianger would be really good at card games, but he never plays them. Everyone things he's just above a good night of gambling, until Thancred pesters him into playing and promptly discovers that Urianger can count cards and play him under the table at even the most obscure Garlean games. He cleans up, takes every last gil in the pot, and is subsequently banned from any further game nights.

[wkngsnds]

Well I’ve just added another lover to my wol’s list