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lady-deborel.bsky.social
Another #sixsentencesaturday!

Prompt: - Smell of food

#fanfic #ffxivwrite
November 9, 2025 at 12:17 AM
eliara-wol.bsky.social
| #FFXIVWrite2025 • Day 14: Bark |

Nearly two months late, but I got that dog in me to keep going SOMEHOW.

Also @arakawa-ffxiv.bsky.social's back again, considering this entry is a Discount Samurai venture.

| #DisplacedAmethyst • #ffxivwrite • #RoselleWritings |
write.ellipsus.com/edit/b3fbfaa...
November 7, 2025 at 9:36 AM
vierzigbienen.bsky.social
TEA September Writing Challenge Participation prize for Yen'to! I love doing these, so glad that despite ffxivwrite not happening this year I still got to draw a prize! And a handsome catboy too
November 4, 2025 at 12:14 AM
naejlas-axe.bsky.social
LRP Lejo is known for making awful sandwiches so I imagine he'd leave that to his partner, all the while working on a mystery salad to go with it a la Morsel, a piece from last year's FFXIVWrite.

🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/633764...
New Session | Archive of Our Own
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November 3, 2025 at 4:54 PM
solairelunaire.bsky.social
i am still thinking about doomed #haurchewol on this glorious sunday so have a very fluffy (rather, woolly) snippet from an old ffxivwrite work i never managed to publish
#solairewrites #ffxivwriters
The walk to the stables and feed room was spent in companionable silence, with Yves keeping a brisk pace ahead that Haurchefant was hard-pressed to keep up with. The man was a dragoon—now the second Azure Dragoon—so it was to be expected in spite of Haurchefant's dedication to daily leg exercise. Halone be praised for the dragoon armor breeches being so form-fitting, he thought with a solemn nod, staring at the view with only a tinge of guilt. As they reached the stable enclosure and opened the wooden gates, several of the riding chocobos walked up to their stall doors in curiosity. The sound of chirping and little bleats filled the air, and the bitter grassy smell of gysahl greens drifted from the piles of feed in the back of the corridor. Haurchefant made sure to bring some extra cereal grains for the birds so they wouldn't become too disgruntled watching the two of them caring for the sheep. Yves greeted each one of the chocobos with a scratch under their beaks as well, and they ruffled their feathers in preening contentment. "Now then, let's see what House Haillenarte has in store for us! Oh, my." The last stall housed an energetic bundle of karakul lambs that had already done a fine job of claiming the place for themselves. Some were cuddled together in sleep, others chased each other in rings around the pen, and there were always a few eccentric ones up to no good. One lamb with black wool had tipped over the water trough and was trying to lick the water from the floor in vain. Meanwhile, a particularly chubby lamb had flipped on its back by accident and kept attempting to summon its strength to right itself, but only flailed its thin legs in vain. "’Tis fortunate that we arrived here when we did, is it not, Yves?" he chuckled as he turned behind him. Yves was currently staring down the stall with the focused intensity of a hunting dog pointing at a burrow. "Are you well, my friend? If you are put off by the smell, allow me to handle them—" "Which one do I pet first?" His voice was trembling—or rather, his entire body seemed to be, as his hands bunched up in excitement. "T-they're all so wooly…I can’t decide…" "Adorable," Haurchefant said while looking in the opposite direction of the rotund baby animals and straight at the fully armored Azure Dragoon, Hydaelyn's chosen warrior and slayer of primals. Yves nodded fervently in response. His eyes were sparkling with joy. "Ahem—that upside-down one appears to be in quite the predicament," Haurchefant suggested. "You may proceed first, and I will shut the stall door after you so none escape." Another not-so-stoic nod and then his friend went to unlatch the door and slip in. He moved with a surprising amount of grace, given the drachen mail he wore. The lambs baa’ed at the sudden intrusion, flocking to the far corner of the stall. The karakul that was stuck on its back had stopped wiggling and made a single deep bleating noise, as if it accepted its undignified fate. Yves knelt down and gently rolled the poor sheep forward so it sat on its rear. The lamb was panting in exertion, allowing Yves to hold it in place to regain some strength. "It's alright now," his friend murmured. As the lamb bleated again, he started scratching it behind the horns. Haurchefant had never seen him like this—although he and the Scions had only arrived at Camp Dragonhead in times of great need and distress, so Haurchefant had no basis for comparison. Yves had little dimples on his cheeks when he smiled wider. Dimples! The sight was more rare than any of the treasures in the Vault. Yves let the lamb get up on shaky legs, keeping a hand by its side in case it fell again. With a happy baa, it celebrated its freedom and began prancing around in circles. His friend looked like he was about to burst into tears of happiness. The other karakul sheep, satisfied that the spiky stranger was not a threat, began moving out of the corner and roaming towards him. "They have so much fleece." Yves said with a hushed voice. "Even woolier than the ones in the Shroud..." "These karakul are bred to be as hardy and independent as possible, adapted for the harsh snows," Haurchefant explained while leaning over the stall door. "Although the one you rescued may be less so!" "Don't be mean to the sheep. They are confused by the change in their environment." Yves's lips were turned down into a little pout. I might faint, Haurchefant thought. It is a grave danger to the realm for someone like him to be this cute. "Hah! You speak like you know exactly what they're saying," he joked in an attempt to redirect his thoughts from wandering to the various things he wanted to do with his lips. "I do, though. Because of the Echo." Yves stared back at him with an unamused expression while surrounded by a fluffy pile of lambs. "They are currently talking about eating hay, and complaining that they can't get enough water with the trough overturned." "...Oh. I-I shall amend that post-haste," Haurchefant replied. Bringing him to see the sheep was supposed to win his affections. And now I must also win over all the sheep... At least walking away to find a bucket of water gave Haurchefant time to internally scream to the heavens about what he just saw. After returning, he handed the bucket over the stall door and let Yves refill their water supply. He was about ready to let Yves do anything he wanted at this point, if he continued being so enthused about it. Some of the lambs wandered closer to him to drink water, and he seemed like he was ready to lean forward and grab one before freezing in place. "I...wait. I can't hug them while wearing this armor..." he muttered. He looked like a cat left out in the rain, staring at the rather sharp spikes jutting out of his drachen mail chestplate. "Well, I could always help you take it off, if you so pleased," Haurchefant said with a teasing smile. Yves perked up immediately, swiveling towards him with an expectant look. "You would?" Oh Fury, I did not mean for him to take that seriously. "I, o-of course! A knight lives to serve, after all." This confirmed it—he had perished and was somehow ushered into Halone's halls. The image of the man he was smitten with undressing in a chocobo stable did not show up in any sermons or his readings of the Enchiridion, but Haurchefant supposed that the Fury could work in mysterious ways.
November 2, 2025 at 11:21 PM
thewhitefluffyhat.bsky.social
This is the last one of these old fic gposes/uploads I'll be doing for a while! The rest of my past FFXIVWrite pieces I'm planning to integrate larger projects later (at least in theory).

Of course, I wanted to end this little run on something Fordolyse. :3
November 1, 2025 at 7:17 PM
thewhitefluffyhat.bsky.social
Falling through memory, hand in hand (Fordola/Lyse)

After Elidibus’s starshower on the First grants Lyse the Echo, Fordola starts behaving strangely around her.

archiveofourown.org/works/73310956

#ffxiv #ffxivwrite #ffxivwrite2024 #fanfic #gpose #fordola #lyse #fordolyse
Lyse places her hand over her heart as she stares up at the illusion of turbulent scarlet clouds and falling meteors that Elidibus conjures outside the Crystarium during 5.2. Lyse awakens from her nightmarish Echo visions to find herself lying safe and sound on the bed in the Pendants. Fordola is sitting by her side, gently holding one of Lyse's hands in her own to ground her.
November 1, 2025 at 7:17 PM
moonpins.bsky.social
Happy Halloween! 🎃

For yet another year, Alphinaud gets dragged into the haunted house attraction. Alisaie doesn’t realize there’s something different this year.

You can read it here: archiveofourown.org/works/73472446

#ffxivwrite #ffxiv #ffxivfanfic
November 1, 2025 at 12:56 AM
winterune.bsky.social
Tataru for the next ffxivwrite prompt
#ffxiv #mywip
October 31, 2025 at 9:33 AM
naejlas-axe.bsky.social
If I may take this opportunity to be a total sap, Leo suddenly appeared in my life a little over a year ago, at a time where I was starting to get pretty down about my FF creative output. He started commenting on my FFXIVWrite entries, and by the end of the month sometimes I was finishing them just-
October 30, 2025 at 4:36 PM
aerialsquid.bsky.social
Posting up some short Beatin and the orphans fic from a few months back: archiveofourown.org/works/73222661 #ffxivfanfic #ffxivwriters
Sprouts and Spreading Branches Seiberwing Summary: Beatin leads his young sprouts in a set of ritual exercises and reflects on the fruits of his Acorn Orchard. Written for FFXIVWrite 2025.
October 27, 2025 at 6:42 PM
aeonianflames.bsky.social
Never posted one of these before, but a brief glimpse at Zhyk's fidgeting habit for #sixsentencesaturday.

• #stygwrites • #zhyklore • #ffxivwrite •
How obvious he thinks his discomfort is. The pluck of bandages wrapped around his hands, the rub of his heel across a plush sofa cushion, the press of his thumb against a palm, the tug at the hem of his shirt or the buckle of his vambrace, the touch against a notched ear… Yet there's always a nettling at his side, a questioning of his motives, the urging to do something that does not sit well with him— (he is a quiet man, shrinking from the harsh glint of judging eyes) —words and actions that draw attention to his person in a way he does not know how to respond to other than in the same manner as a wild animal cornered against a wall of stone. Caustic snarls, raised hackles, body coiled taut like a spring; he would run if it did not give birth to rumor and worry and those who might fret even more over him. So his fingers find the edge of dark bandages and fidget, feeling the sensation of a frigid cold hidden beneath. Perhaps this time, his discomfort would be noticed and understood.
October 25, 2025 at 9:22 PM
thewhitefluffyhat.bsky.social
Third-Rate Azem (Krile&Fordola)

After defeating Elidibus and returning from the First, Fordola has some pointed questions for Krile about their shared abilities.

archiveofourown.org/works/72766121

#ffxiv #ffxivwrite #ffxivwrite2024 #fanfic #gpose #krile #fordola
Krile winks and puts a finger to her lips as she sits across from Fordola at a dimly-lit table in the Rising Stones. Between them are the Convocation crystals in a loose pile, aside from the Azem Stone which Fordola now holds in her hand.
October 19, 2025 at 7:12 PM
thewhitefluffyhat.bsky.social
Traveler's Return (Krile)

Krile finds a strange crystal in Galuf's office.
Or: It wasn't the Primal the Ascians were after on the Isle of Val.

archiveofourown.org/works/72764326

#ffxiv #ffxivwrite #ffxivwrite2024 #fanfic #gpose #krile #azem
A mysterious orange crystal hovers in front of Krile as her eyes take on an unearthly glow and starry runes begin to form around her.
October 19, 2025 at 7:07 PM
eusfur.bsky.social
!!NOT MY OCS!!

Pieces I did for a mini-version of the FFXIVWrite Challenge
One piece for @moen-moen-ffxiv.bsky.social & one for Infinity!
#ffxivart #ffxivwrite2025? #ffxivocs
A Hyur Girl Holding her hair behind her ear while holding a book to her chest. A Roe woman playing with a lock of her hair while looking off to the side
October 17, 2025 at 4:35 AM
thewhitefluffyhat.bsky.social
Herding Coeurls (Lucia, Yugiri, Fordola)

Takes place during the EW rolequest capstone! Yugiri and Fordola get off on the wrong foot and now it’s Lucia’s headache to deal with.

archiveofourown.org/works/72279621

#ffxiv #ffxivwrite #ffxivwrite2024 #fanfic #gpose #luciagoejunius #yugiri #fordola
Yugiri, Lucia, and Fodola at Camp Broken Glass in Garlemald. Yugiri crosses her arms and glares over her shoulder at Fordola, who snarls and glares back at her. Lucia stands behind them both, frowning in thought.
October 11, 2025 at 8:02 PM
clyncyerudje.bsky.social
archiveofourown.org/works/70210116 oh right i forgot to post these while actively doing #ffxivwrite
FFXIVWritelike Collection - Chapter 1 - Clyncye Rudje (Tiamat) - Final Fantasy XIV [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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October 10, 2025 at 7:28 PM
hear-feel-think.bsky.social
I got a lot checked off during ffxivwrite. Probably not gonna post a longfic at this point but hey... Anybody want to request an xReader OT3 in the meantime? xD
October 10, 2025 at 4:29 PM
kootiepatra.bsky.social
All the talk about our marvelous beautiful branch is making me think of this piece I wrote, which is some of the most fun I've had for an ffxivwrite prompt:
archiveofourown.org/works/59030077
#FFXIVWrite2024 - Day 17: Sally - Kootiepatra - Final Fantasy XIV [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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October 9, 2025 at 8:39 PM
scintillant.bsky.social
i like that i exited ffxivwrite this year and my brain said "ok now write Aymeric locked away below the Vault"
October 8, 2025 at 2:48 AM
martineei.bsky.social
Having more thoughts on the au with Martin and Urianger as a ship. Maybe I write something later. I ended up going through a lot of bullshit during ffxivwrite and only did a few days of it.
October 6, 2025 at 12:05 PM
avampyone.bsky.social
www.tumblr.com/avampyone/79...
My master list for FFXIVWrite 2025 using prompts from #XIVFictember and #chocobrowrite2025 .
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💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 3 · FFXIVWrite 2025 Master list · There were a lot of great writing prompts to work with this year, and I feel better about how my writing turned out compared to last year. It was fun…
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October 5, 2025 at 12:35 AM
quad-weave.etheirys.social
Now that ffxivwrite is over... let's get back to the modern AU, shall we? Another short chapter of the boys enjoying each other's company :)

- 624 words, Gen -
~ AO3 | Tumblr ~
#ffxivwriters | #ffxivfanfic
"Hm?" Just before stepping outside, Laurent notices something out of the corner of his eye, and he awkwardly shifts the food to take a look. Laurent sees Gale kneeling at a row of carnations, gently caressing the petals on a red bloom. A small, soft smile brightens his expression as he regards the flower, oblivious to Laurent looking at him. He seems so… at peace. I don't want to walk out and interrupt… As if he heard Laurent's thoughts, Gale looks up from the carnation with a hint of surprise and promptly stands up. "Oh! Do you need help? Sorry, I might have brought too much this time. It's a bit heavy…"
October 4, 2025 at 9:25 PM
xenoglossxiv.etheirys.social
Rest Well
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#kiwiwrites #ffxivwrite
Cover for my fanfic: Rest Well Pairing: WoL x G'raha Words: 1.1k Rating: G
October 4, 2025 at 8:57 AM
jdnightwalker.bsky.social
Figuring Out Assignments - A Nightwalker Story

write.ellipsus.com/edit/1e787a6...

#ffxiv #ffxivwrite #ffxivwriters #viera
October 4, 2025 at 5:02 AM