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🐰 soren @ 7.3 ✧･ﾟ @vieraways.bsky.social · 14d

#sorleo

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Fran

@galacticidiots.bsky.social

What are my hands good for if not to grab your waist; a little greedy, a little needy, like I own it. Like it’ll be teeth I sink into it later instead of fingers.

November 25, 2025 at 7:30 PM

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Lexi !

@panhaimas.bsky.social

artblock BEGONE!!! 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥LOOK AT ALOUETTE!!!!!!!

#LexiArt #Alouette

November 24, 2025 at 8:48 AM

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Pach In Eorzea || Brute Bomber's Fan Club

@pachineorzea.bsky.social

Thick Book Thin Book meme

Thick Book: Idea in my head, oh my god it is so good

Thin Book, Notably Absent: Idea when I try to put it into my docs

November 25, 2025 at 10:34 PM

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leon 🌻 g'enkei superfan

@genkeitime.bsky.social

TL is posting voiceclaims so here's G'enkei's!

November 26, 2025 at 1:28 AM

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Shigarakiseyebrows| COMMS OPEN (3/3) slots taken

@lazypotaterz.bsky.social

Wolchefant comm!

#FFXIV

November 26, 2025 at 2:13 AM

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Mo @ the Wandering Stairs 💫

@themoyouknow.etheirys.social

Because I enjoy giving myself a heart attack: Orion with Howl Pendragon Jenkins quotes ✨💫 #starboard

November 26, 2025 at 2:01 AM

🐰 soren @ 7.3 ✧･ﾟ

@vieraways.bsky.social

w......wolsh,ip........ sorleo.....

November 26, 2025 at 2:09 AM

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Mo @ the Wandering Stairs 💫

@themoyouknow.etheirys.social

“I come to you willingly—even now I ask for this ache” was a quote from a quote bot and I wrote it down knowing I would do something with it eventually.

Now, I have. #lorion

There, somewhere in the chasm left by the years, you found me. Brushing past every single sign that warned that it may not be fruitful to continue-dangerous, even
—and did so smiling. How can someone with a life like yours find strength to smile? We are both fortified in our ways and yet in this specific place I feel weaker. Even in that weakness, there is strength now, because of you and your insistence that it is no such thing even if it aches.
Again, somehow, with a smile.
So, I come to you willingly-even now I ask for this ache.
I put myself before the doors of your room that isn't yours at all and knock. A stuttering of my lungs as they struggle in a way I'm not practiced in fills my attention for just a moment before it is again ripped away to you.
There is no reality in which I do not look to any noise you make.
"Hey," you say, mouth quirked up along with a brow as if the very act of greeting me is delightful, "You okay?" I do not know how to answer this question. I have never known how to answer it even in the years long before you. Am I okay? I am alive, I am breathing, and I am free.
That suffices.
"Yes," I reply, "I-"

The words feel stuck and your hand pushes the door open further in an invitation I'm glad need not be explained. How does one go about bleeding like this before another? We are healers both in kind, though you would never wish to be referred as such. You are regardless. It is a fact that would be true even if you had no means of magicks in your veins. You could do nothing but hold someone and things in them would heal.
I know it well. I've got stitches on the inside from the other morning when we laid in bed longer than it was likely appropriate for something defined as casual. I am learning, quickly and ungracefully, that you are quite the liar in that regard. Perhaps you once were capable of being casual with another, but that has found itself gone and I am here in its place.
So, I come to you willingly.
I stand, eyes struggling to stay on any one thing until yours meet mine. It makes me pull in another breath to steady and you mirror me. I wonder often if you realize that about yourself-the ways in which you mirror so unintentionally-and if it is merely a habit of necessity from your profession. Even if it is, I am grateful for it.
"It was too quiet," I finally say, truth on my tongue still bitter from years of being treated as if it were a poison I could be fed with if not careful. You blink, undeterred, and move toward the bed. "If we could just talk—"

"Do you want to stay the night?" you ask, attention turned to a bed you now turn down half-heartedly before looking over your shoulder for my answer. "I will admit I was a bit sad to see you go to your room earlier, but people need space and time alone."
"And do you need that?"
You smile. I ache. "Tonight? No, I don't need that."
"Well, if it's beneficial to us both—"
You straighten up with a shake of your head and I feel everything in me freeze. I know what I look like. Eyes wide as an animal caught before certain death in the middle of a path as a hunter has found it the moment it tried to leave its shadow of safety. This brings a look on your face I'm becoming all too familiar with and would like to see done away with. Where your eyes widen in kind, glossy with recognition that even if we both know you won't, my body is prepared for you to harm me.
"No, Loifa," you say quieter than before. I tuck the sound of my name in your mouth into the space in my mind where all the other times you've said it are kept. "This is not because it's beneficial to us. This is because I want you here. You. Specifically. And perhaps I'm so full of myself to say so, but I imagine you wouldn't be here if I wasn't here."

You tilt your head as if you're appraising art. I fight the urge to cross my arms as you continue but cannot find the ability to deny you the view. This is becoming commonplace. "Let's go to bed. You and me."
"Specifically," I say and you smile wider to show teeth.
I come to you willingly-even now I ask for this ache.
How fortunate is it that you soothe it without request? I haven't the mind to know the answer as your legs weave with mine. Nothing can conjure to light the overburnt wick of my thoughts to burn with a smoking crackle through the night.
Nothing at all.

November 25, 2025 at 5:10 AM

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Labyeha🌺 COMM GRIND🧍🧍

@lby2k99.bsky.social

Okay but have you heard Veron talk?????? : D

#eikon0klasmOC

November 23, 2024 at 4:08 PM

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🐰 soren @ 7.3 ✧･ﾟ

@vieraways.bsky.social

the duality of soren

November 25, 2025 at 6:36 AM

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🐰 soren @ 7.3 ✧･ﾟ

@vieraways.bsky.social

SOREN VOICECLAIM VIDEO IS REAL .........

November 25, 2025 at 1:16 AM

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zenos death frenzy

@eatingbread.bsky.social

November 25, 2025 at 5:33 PM

🐰 soren @ 7.3 ✧･ﾟ

@vieraways.bsky.social

i love seeing other wolships with characters im crazy about. Can u imagine the vineboom (/pos) in my head when i found out there were other wolhancocks out there

Aerial Squid @aerialsquid.bsky.social · 14h

#wolqotd How do you feel about other people shipping things with your wolship/OCship of choice? Do you ignore it? Adore it? (Take anything you can get because your character is so minor they barely get anything at all so any content is a blessing?)

November 25, 2025 at 8:18 PM

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Fell Cleavage ⚓️

@seaswallowsall.bsky.social

If Cas did have a tomestone it would be filled with stupid selfies with other people who do not want their photo taken (L’cien)
@tripletriadharpy.bsky.social