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This is matoya & y'shtola & also y'shtola and everyone else. To me.
[Excerpt from Witches Abroad by Terry Pratchett.] The two of them were left in their own private gloom. Granny sat staring fixedly in front of her. "You really shouldn't take it so bad, just because people aren't showing you any respect," said Margrat, pouring soothing oil on the internal fires. "They've hardly ever shown me any respect at all. It's not a problem." "If you ain't got respect, you ain't got a thing," said Granny distantly. "Oh, I don't know. I've always managed to get along," said Margrat. "That's 'cos you're a wet hen, Margat Garlick," said Granny. There was a short, hot silence, ringing with the words that shouldn't have escaped and a few grunts of pained surprise from the direction of the bar. I know she's always thought that, Margrat told herself within the glowing walls of her embarassment. I just never thought she'd ever say it. And she'll never say sorry, because that's not the kind of thing she does. She just expects people to forget things like that. I was just trying to be friends again. If she ever really has any friends. "Here we are then," said Nanny Ogg, emerging from the crush with a tray. "Fruit drinks." She sat down and looked from one to the other.
November 27, 2025 at 7:54 PM
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feeling sentimental about her so please accept these images. my lizard.... I should finish another stormblood thread today
a player character au ra from ffxiv. she wears large pauldrons and carries an axe the same character, seated next to a large shrub
October 29, 2025 at 5:52 PM
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the brute has bomber'd 💣
ffxiv players that have cleared MS3
October 17, 2025 at 4:32 AM
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mimi board
A nine square moodboard showing; an outfit with large pauldrons, marbled red tones, a reptile's eye, a protea flower, an image of miura, a crocodile's tail, short red hair, a dry mountainside, and a panel of a comic where miura says "I don't turn down food"
October 7, 2025 at 6:44 PM
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YEAH they are the shoes for the summertide dress... technically there is a bow on the back of her gown too but i didn't draw it (to make it look more mature/formal)
October 4, 2025 at 2:13 AM
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I know we all had the same thought (redraw)
the 2025 Eorzean Symphony vinyl cover, but Urianger is redrawn to be wearing a formal dress.
October 4, 2025 at 12:59 AM
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gaming once again
ff14 characters stand around honey bee lovely (defeated) (we cleared ms2)
September 5, 2025 at 5:38 AM
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however zenos has ruined her life not just by beating her at war but by necessitating she go back home for the only reason she ever would; military strategy. hateful!!!!!
Alphinaud says; "Come now, even you have your limits-- but then, so too must he... One legatus ruling two provinces a world apart... Yes-- divide and conquer. We kindle the flames of revolution in Doma once more, thereby forcing Zenos to fight a ware on two fronts."
August 26, 2025 at 3:35 PM
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then this happens
Lyse stands over Y'shtola's prone form. She says "If it wasn't for her, it'd be me lying there... ...I wish it was."
August 26, 2025 at 3:35 PM
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(sorry for nighttime screenshot) crazy for me that 1) he shows up and defeats her with a doman sword 2) it breaks against her
zenos' katana, broken in half on the sands of rhalgr's reach
August 26, 2025 at 3:35 PM
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gaming
a screenshot of an m1s clear. players are posed around the defeated boss (black cat)
August 22, 2025 at 4:12 AM
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embargo time. guess what emote i was doing where while lonny was in cutscenes
August 19, 2025 at 2:56 PM
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i'm crazy but i want this so bad
Front and Center VI (145/300)
August 12, 2025 at 7:02 PM
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badly pixelated image of an anime girl saying "Never stop killing no matter what"
July 30, 2025 at 6:38 AM
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thancred waters (pixelated) saying "can someone help or kill me please"
July 23, 2025 at 12:43 AM
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#orphanofnaeuri post-attack on rhalgrs. no comment
conrad (npc) cosmin (jacob's alt) and mimi (mimi) sit after the attack on rhalgr's the pizza goth and bride on the subway meme
July 19, 2025 at 9:43 PM
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deleted FoaA scene surrounding thancred getting kicked out of the house. looks bad but i am on fourchenault's side here
There is a carriage parked outside as Urianger and Moenbryda arrive to the estate. A servant hefts luggage bags into its open back; they look to each other in surprise. When they enter through the foyer, there is a commotion in one of the parlors. Urianger is ashamed to eavesdrop, but Moenbryda tugs on the end of his sleeve insistently, trapping him. "You're going to argue with me until the very last minute, aren't you?" It's Fourchenault's voice, strained but low. "I hope for you to remember your mercy, son--" "Do not ask me to be sympathetic, when you should have known better, from the start. For the boy's sake." "Fourchenault..." Heavy footsteps, and the door they both press to suddenly opens. The children flinch back, and Fourchenault blinks down at them in a stupor that seems to snuff out his anger. "...Pardon," he mumbles, surprise changing to irritation before he stows that too away. Fourchenault leaves past them, taking a right into the grand hall, and presumably up the staircases. When they turn back, Louisoix stands by one of the windows. The morning light glows over the regret on his wizened face. Urianger awaits some kind of explanation or comment to emerge in the man's old voice, but none comes. He looks out the window; to the carriage, Urianger realizes. Louisoix is wearing an outer robe and carries a cane, as if he is about to leave.
July 19, 2025 at 3:33 PM
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More on that later. I also got through the M'naago questline and in a way they are also handing her axes over there (straight up "validating it," by "it," well, let's just say. "her ideology.")
Raubahn: Per Pipin's plan, we need to turn East End into an imperial graveyard. You're a dab hand at this, and I'd be a fool not to use you. M'naago: It would mean dropping all pretense about the Alliance not wanting to go to war with the Empire... but you'd have a lot more folk willing to stand up and fight if they knew they weren't alone. And you were going to have to do it eventually anyway.
July 18, 2025 at 4:09 PM
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playing for the first time i knew 1) raen were from doma 2) the name character creator gave me meant "seed seller" 3) doma had been occupied. but it was these meffrid branch quests that said what that would look like
Meffrid: Recently, the imperials have been swooping into villages unannounced and seizing supplies in order to prevent the people from stockpiling, in case they might be in league with the Resistance. Wercrata: Forgive me, sir! I-I came to deliver the tributum!
July 18, 2025 at 4:09 PM
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Stormblood (base expac) is a constant incoming streak of lizard Ws so we can't even say she's wrong here. Tragic for her haters. Also she looked like this at this point. signature outfit for 80% of the game.
Miura in rhalgr's reach, wearing a red coat with large armored pauldrons. Her long hair is in a braid, and a gunblade is on her back.
July 17, 2025 at 3:00 AM
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#orphanofnaeuri ty jacob for the cool hashtag. anyway this will be my series of threads abt miura in stormblood. you can mute this hashtag if you are SICK and TIRED. of lizards. ❤️
alphinaud, miura, and alisaie standing in the rising stones
July 17, 2025 at 1:33 AM
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#7.2spoilers . I want [redacted] betrayal to be real so badly. wolshtola divorce fever forever.
"I don't understand why it's taking you so long." Shale looks over her shoulder, up from the terminal. The warrior of light leans against a wall by the door, her gunblade slung to her back. She has come in for a debriefing in the early morning, before the rest of Oblivion has crawled out of their bunks. In her case, before she has seen her bunk at all. A few catnaps on her desk had needed to suffice. "We're doing all we can to trace Calyx," she assures. "If there are any developments, you'll be the first to know." Miura's tail flicks. "He's using the authority of the endless queen, isn't he?" Shale blinks. In her weary state, the suggestion sends a throb of adrenaline down to her chest. "I would have noticed that," she answers plain and slow. There's no telling how much these new strangers understand of their systems, so she keeps her explanations simplified, brief, and inarguable. To her knowledge, Miura is not much of a scholar. "He must have some sort of back door." "Or he's held her strings from the very beginning." Miura looks at her, cool and reptile. Shale hides the shiver that goes down her back, and tightens her grip around the stylus in her hand. "You're really telling me you've never seen anything like this before?" "How would I tell?" She shrugs, ambivalent. "If it was here from the start, it would look like business as usual, wouldn't it?" Miura holds her in her gaze for a while. Thinking. Her tail lashes again. "It would," she admits, averting her gaze once more. "You're anxious," Shale offers. "We're getting run around. He has the advantage. I don't like it." She keeps focusing somewhere far away. "People are going to get hurt." "They already have," Shale corrects, stern. The room goes quiet, dead quiet. Momentarily full of silent bodies. Shale sees them watching from every direction. They aren't really here with her. The dead go nowhere, to become nothing. Oblivion has made her well, well aware of that. "All the more reason for you to figure it out," Miura insists. Forceful, accusatory. In the moment, Shale feels punctured by true resentment. She turns back to her work, taps a few keys. "Y'shtola mentioned you were impatient, the other night." she says cooly. The air beats. "Y'shtola...?" "Has she not told you?" Shale looks over again, steeling herself. "How odd." Miura has stood up from the wall. Her arms are still crossed, but her eyes are pinned. Wider. She turns away, then, and bats at the door release panel as she goes. "Do your damn job," she barks. Then she vanishes through the portal, out into the dark of the hallway. As soon as she is gone, Shale turns back to her desk and deflates in a bone-deep, shuddering exhale. She rests her fingertips to her temples, rubs a few tiny circles. The caffeine makes her hands tremor. The caffeine, certainly. The rest of her, woefully mortal, aches and protests. She is feeling her age badly. "You're close," she tells herself. "Not much longer, now." Her eyes open. Somewhere outside, the dawn is about to break.
July 13, 2025 at 6:41 PM
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it didn't make it into the essay but look at this please. I read "nearly as inspired" as such a knock on louisoix here.
Ascilia looked into his eyes and considered the implication of his words without prejudice. After a moment, she nodded in agreement. “...Very well. But what name shall I take?” Thancred closed his eyes, thought briefly for a moment, then spoke. “Minfilia,” he said with quiet conviction. “Minfilia Warde.” It was nearly as inspired a name as the one Louisoix had convinced him to embrace so many years ago. A common enough name for a Highlander girl—yet not one so overused as to draw unnecessary attention. A name that would keep her safe in Thancred’s absence. “Minfilia...” she said with a smile. “Yes, I rather like the sound of it.”
July 12, 2025 at 2:49 PM
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Basically this is what Shadowbringers was about
A ffxiv screenshot where Y'shtola's dialogue has been edited to say; "I've invented a new spell called "Feminism IV." And I'm casting it on you right now."
July 12, 2025 at 3:39 AM
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preview
Urianger is getting to be a mom, for just a moment. Maybe not even a good one. Maybe one stuck within a passive role. But to be a mother is blessed relief to her compared to the role the Exarch has put her in, which hangs over her dreadfully. Urianger lights up when she addresses Ryne, and buckles over or crumbles to her knees when she confronts her deceptions. Being a mom has its limitations, but it is at least authentic to her and her desires.
July 11, 2025 at 11:03 PM