elspie @ pilgrim's traverse
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world cold and cruel, cred titty soft and warm
cherry leans on thancred, her cheek resting on his bare chest
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elspie.etheirys.social
— give me just a moment

#lsp:poses#chercred#inmotion
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what cherry gets up to when she's not a weapon of war in ghimlyt
cherry curls up on thancred's chest while he's in a coma
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opeyil.bsky.social
everyone has to be a pervert for their ocs it fosters the life essence inside you
elspie.etheirys.social
if no one got me i know oomf got me
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dravania.bsky.social
sex in the forgotten knight inn room. call that cold stone creamery
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mafreiidyne.bsky.social
—beloved

#gposers | #ryuhiko | #ryuray
elspie.etheirys.social
i have yet to dive deeper but i am hoping that is the case... the big fear is that the design meshes might be uv'd differently to accommodate different body proportions
elspie.etheirys.social
devastating: oversized neotunic has a billion models for different races
elspie.etheirys.social
and if i released form-fitting neotunic for chonk and oversized neotunic for rue and made the previews matching chercreds. what then
elspie.etheirys.social
your power and dedication are as frightening as they are impressive
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reverse-cascade.etheirys.social
HEY FOLKS the shader updates to the astronomia and theophany sets have broken the original version of this mashup top, but i just uploaded a set of v1.1 versions that should fix the broken materials. please redownload!
reverse-cascade.etheirys.social
anthesteria is now public!! a vanilla mashup top for most M + F races, with one- and two-shoulder versions for both character models. please enjoy!! 💙

www.xivmodarchive.com/modid/126423

#ffxivmods #ffxivmodding #xivmods
a preview image for a mod. it features four characters wearing a flowy, toga-like dress with a golden corset and accents. two characters wear their dress with one sleeve down, while the other two have both sleeves worn. all four characters stand on a bridge against a sunny oceanside backdrop.

the text reads "anthesteria. a vanilla mashup top for M + F"
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sundownageha.bsky.social
Some Venat goodness for y'all.

#FFXIVNSFW | #XIVNSFW | #Venat | #Blender | #Render | #Commission
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Hi, all.

After years of torment and with the current climate getting worse, I had to make a big decision.

If you guys could watch and share, I’d really appreciate it. Thank you. ❤️

(sorry for the slight stutter)

Links and more info below.
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look at my mediocre writing or else
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#lsp:writes • suggestive text / just an outline and rough draft of the average chercred scene in the first half of 7.0

i admit i’m pleased w the dialogue esp in the last screenshot
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ears twitching, cherry turns around, her hand glowing as she reaches out, preparing to manifest a weapon just in case it isn’t him—despite his scent on the wind as it shifts direction and blows.

“going to strike me down?” he teases softly, his blurry shape coming into focus as he draws near. the glow from her hand gives her enough light to see his features sharpen as her eyes adjust. instantly, she’s flooded with a sense of relief—and her belly clenches and knots in anticipation at the same time.

“depends. what are you here for?” she asks coyly in return, her long tail swaying playfully behind her.

“you.”

he stalks forward, the predatory look on his face sending a thrill down her spine. he’s confident and smirking, his eyes trailing up and down her body, focusing on her freckled cleavage, her bared belly, her thick thighs. his gaze has weight, leaving her tingling before he even touches her.

breath catching, she takes a step back with every step he takes forward until they’re at the water’s edge. cherry’s tail puffs, her heart races, and her breathing quickens as she feels well and truly hunted, her excitement mixing with the thrilling feeling of controlled danger.

“you need not look at me like that,” she protests weakly, but she doesn’t mean it and he knows it.

“oh? but don’t i? after all, I have been tracking you for quite some time...” her belly flops. despite the warm, humid air all around them, she shivers as he comes to a stop before her, their bodies almost touching. has he been dreaming of this?

“you talk about being a hunter,” he teases lowly, his hands grabbing hold of her hips. he pulls them toward his own; cherry gasps. “but you make such *delightful* prey.”

cherry is dumbfounded and overwhelmed, his touch setting her alight. it has been too long since they had a moment alone.

“th—thancred, i…”

his hips push against hers, his interest plain. she squirms with a soft whine.

“my, my,” he chuckles lowly. “look at the state of you.”

“incorrigible,” she manages, putting her hands on his chest. she squeezes over his breast appreciatively, soft fat and firm muscle under the cloth against her hand. he is so warm and solid, deliciously broad…

“have you missed me, darling?” he teases, his hands traveling back and forth along her hips, sliding under the pareo she threw on under the guise of dressing down for a quick bath in the lake.

“what does it look like?” she manages breathlessly. his hands grab her rear, squeezing as he pulls her closer. she grunts softly, arms snaking around his neck. screenshot of text that reads

“what does it look like?” she manages breathlessly. his hands grab her rear, squeezing as he pulls her closer. she grunts softly, arms snaking around his neck.

“you poor, needy thing,” he murmurs in mock sympathy. it is not every day he can make her so flustered and he is clearly relishing in it, preening proudly at the effect he has on her.

she lets him; she is not too proud to hide it.

“you look ready to fall apart for me, darling,” he says lowly, leaning down to mouth at her neck.

mouth dry, body trembling with anticipation, cherry presses closer. “what do you have planned for me?” she asks softly, happy—thrilled, even—to let him dictate their time together. it is a bit risky, after all, to sneak off at night like this. she suspects thancred feels confident enough to let his guard down because urianger is somewhere nearby watching for enemies, the wind carrying his scent from up river.

“a ravishing, of course,” he says simply, lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck. skilled hands quickly untie the knotted fabric from around her hips. he takes the time to drop the small skirt on a patch of flowers away from the muddy shore.

“sisters, thancred, have i missed you,” cherry sighs, sliding her hands under the hem of his undershirt. she pulls it over his head and adds it to the growing pile of their clothes as they undress one another. screenshot of text that reads:

“hold on,” he murmurs. she wraps her arms around his neck and rests her head on his shoulder, holding still as he plops them both down in the tall grass with a quiet grunt.

no sooner have they settled in than does he roll them over, settling between her legs and peppering her face in kisses. cherry giggles and squirms against him, his beard tickling sensitive skin as he trails back down to busy himself with her neck.

“you are being so sweet, thancred,” she murmurs, but she is far from complaining.

“I have some atoning to do,” he murmurs. “I caught sight of you after the cave. i’ve never seen your tail so low.”

“just how long have you been spying on me?” she asks, threading her fingers through his hair. her gut clenches unpleasantly as he reminds her of his little sabotage on their way to many fires. it is to be expected; it is the competitive nature of the rites. she has already been plotting her revenge. but she could not deny to him that she was saddened by their current standing as competitors instead of allies.

“since the day you got into port, of course,” he says simply. “what kind of advisor would I be if I did not keep tabs on our biggest competition?”

he kisses her. 

“what kind of husband would I be if I did not keep tabs on my wife?”
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shihoran.bsky.social
#ffxiv wine aunt and uncles, dancing
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