#woluri

[anneapocalypse]

Astrologian problems.

[nekhcore]

i opened up comms in the style of my yumetober prompts. here are some wolships :D

these have been suuuper fun to do and it’s great to draw someone who isn’t thancred or misha for once lmao

[marzipanladyart]

*celestial/worship* Rhela'ra and Urianger for Woluri week for my beloved friend @sarellathesphinx <33

[starsandauras]

Entry 5: Stamp

FFXIV 30 Day Writing Challenge Prompt 5: Stamp

Urianger’s eyes fluttered shut, lashes pale against his skin, as Brigid reached out to trace along his archon mark, touch feather light. He had to resist the urge to lean into it, letting her do as she wished.

The edge of a nail trailed along the outline under his eye, and he shivered at it, from the roots of his hair down to the tips of his toes. “ ‘Tis sorry I am,” she murmured, and she turned her hand to trace with the pad of her finger instead.

“Thou needs not apologize,” he replied, as quietly as she was. Something about the moment felt fragile, like the slightest rise in their voices could shatter it. She hummed in response, and dropped a kiss to his forehead before continuing her explorations.

They were both quiet for several minutes, and Urianger continued to relax under her touch, sinking into the bed. “How much was it hurtin’?” she eventually whispered, as her finger drifted along the curve nearest his beard.

She had her own tattoos, he knew. Oh, how well he knew them, having down his own explorations of the splashes of color darted around her body, from the rose on her thigh, to the dagger down her spine. He had asked similar questions then, pulling the answers from her between pleasured gasps.

He smiled, and felt her finger shift with his face. “Not as much as one would expect,” he answered, “though I must confess, I had availed myself of such draughts as were made available.” There was a questioning sound, and his smile grew wider. “Numbing agents, my desert rose.”

He could hear her nod against the pillow, and her finger continued its path along the mark. “I dinnae think I was usin’ any for me own, dinnae ‘member now.” She laughed briefly, finger shifting. Now it was curled against his jaw, the side stroking downwards, towards his lips.

Before she could speak again he shifted, leaning in to capture her own, both of them smiling as they kissed. Brigid melted into the bed, exhaling a pleased sigh as she did. “You’re distractin’ me~” she teased, easily rolling onto her back as Urianger moved to brace himself over her.

His eyes opened, soft gold meeting shining emerald, and they both laughed again, like besotted teenagers.

[eyes-scoop]

[gatorgumz]

Finished commission for a dear friend <3

[neighawolf]

Rorianger: Valentines

OMG THEY. I have no constructive commentary. Just. Them.

[woluri]

wolianger week day 2- encourage

because of the circumstances surrounding susie becoming an astrologian she has a very negative association with it and gives it up come shb. urianger is the one to encourage her to practice it again, now as something she loves

[ablekable]

My favorite part of Shadowbringers is when both the wol and Urianger both know something is Very Wrong and they both wont/cant talk about it

[bigeyedweirdo0]

"Well I can assure you that this author that claims to know all about me and my tribe has several things wrong."

"They don't even have my patron deity right..."

[anneapocalypse]

Thou art returned safe to me.

Wolianger Week, Day 7: Living

[rynpost]

Sharlayan dreams.

After Endwalker (during the period between coming back on the Ragnarok and going to the Void for the first time), Urianger encourages Rynia to sign up for the astrology course at the Studium to broaden her knowledge. She agrees, but only under the proviso that he also take a course so that she doesn't get lonely and bother Krile and G'raha too much. He agrees and plumps for an interesting course in old Nym that he wanted to take as an elective but had too many already and had to leave it.

Rynia dusts off her Scholasticate uniform, and they spend the summer alternating between quiet study in Old Sharlayan and spending time with the Loporrits on the moon. It serves as a nice break from the hectic life of being a Warrior of Light, and also lets the pair find their feet as a new couple at their own pace.

[marzipanladyart]

colored Woluri *scars/healing* prompt feat. @sarellathesphinx's Rhela'ra

[uriangey]

winning a big lion plushie, as a treat

[minarcana]

Which friend will die from your bad decisions next Urianger?

be mean to my clowns // accepting

Fingers tighten into a fist. It wasn't a bad decision at the time. Usually. But that's simply empty excuse. (It was bad decisions that led to Moenbryda-- and if he had been in place of Papalymo-- he cannot excuse Minfilia's sacrifice, as still there was no way out-- G'raha argued, yet-) "...It is mine only wish that mine actions are such as provide succor. My decisions have been made for that creed which still reigneth sacrosanct, that life must be protected. I..."

"If again I am thrust into the position where I must weigh the value of lives, the only sacrifice I shall offer is mine own." Then, at least, little would be missed in a practical sense.

[drkcatt]

consider: vaya but lalafell

my dear friend @woluri has made versions of his wol as each race and he made me want to do the same thing but its so much efforttttttt...... lalabaya is really funny though she'd hate being that short