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velvetomen.bsky.social
Still one of my favorite gpose sets I did for RarePairWeek. It's just aaaaaaaaaa! Love them so much!
velvetomen.bsky.social VelvetOmen/Talaani Baharat @velvetomen.bsky.social · Jun 11
#RarePairWeek2025
Day 3: Silk | Leather

The two of them had borrowed Doman Silk robes for the festival, but they looked like quite the pair. Talaani had pulled Maxima off to the side to talk quietly
#Maxaani #elezenhours #xivgpose #TaliShots #XIVRarePairWeek2025
November 14, 2025 at 8:21 PM
pseudostars.art
#ezsona #rarepairweek day 4 (promise)
October 24, 2025 at 7:52 PM
paperdollthots.bsky.social
Here's the prompts and rules for the first ever League Rarepair Week!
It'll be taking place on Oct 21 - Oct 27 and the hashtag for the event is #LeagueRarepairWeek!
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#LeagueShips #LeagueFanfic #RarepairWeek #LeagueRarepair
Title of Event: League Rarepair Week 2025 Dates of Event: Oct 21 - Oct 27 List of Prompts: Day 1 - Blessings / Graves Day 2 - Across Time / Final Lifetime Day 3 - Simple & Sweet / Rings Day 4 - Promise / Connection Day 5 - Dreams / Untouchable Day 6 - Relief / Mistakes Day 7 - Protection / Blood League Rarepair Week 2025 Rules Rules Listed Out: Rule 1 - Rarepairs only (Ships with less than or equal to 100 fics on Ao3) Rule 2 - Tag your work with #LeagueRarepairWeek Rule 3 - SFW and NSFW content is allowed Rule 4 - All types of fanwork is allowed Rule 5 - No use of AI is allowed
September 6, 2025 at 2:37 PM
hgknweek.bsky.social
calling all #HiguKuna / #KunaHigu shippers, from October 26th - November 1st is #HiguKunaWeek2025!

below are the case files..

art and concept by RD Kennith on twitter #jujutsukaisen #jjkrarepair #rarepairweek #sukuna #higuruma
August 19, 2025 at 9:41 PM
hgknweek.bsky.social
calling all higukuna / sukuhigu shippers, rarepair enthusiasts, and week enjoyers!! from october 26th - november 1st is #HigukunaWeek2025! below are the prompts! please contact me with any questions 👅🌻 #jjk #higuruma #sukuna #rarepairweek #jjkrarepair
August 10, 2025 at 8:20 AM
astrologybf.bsky.social
Alrighty so now that Rarepair Week has come to a glorious conclusion I'm gonna pop all of my entries into a single thread for your reading pleasure + include a little bit about what I was going for with each fic since each was centered around a particular theme 🧵🔽

#kaleidofic | #rarepairweek
June 16, 2025 at 12:07 AM
astrologybf.bsky.social
Feeding Fire

~2k words | General | M/M | WoL/Oboro

Oboro Torioi finds himself asked to teach the Warrior of Light how to use chopsticks.

#ffxivwrite | #rarepairweek | #kaleidofic
Cover art for Feeding Fire by AstrologyBF. Oboro and Ifan stand in front of a fireplace. Ifan is holding a pair of chopsticks, while Oboro is reaching out to tenderly hold the back of his hand. Neither their faces or the room is visible; the focus is entirely on where their hands are meeting, backlit by the hearth. An excerpt from Feeding Fire. Ifan Kaleid was a little bit of a perfectionist. One wouldn't think it, looking at him. His casual speech, lazy bearing, and proclivity for games meant that the Warrior of Light gave the impression of a man entirely unbothered by a need for seriousness. He seemed more partial to activities like reading, napping, eating, kissing boys, or playing around with magic to any form of manual labor, much less responsibility. Indeed, Oboro had assumed that he was little more than a lazy and unserious adventurer, when they had met. So it was fitting that Karasu of all people was the one who gave Oboro reason to start looking at the strange Eorzean more carefully. The crow and the magician shared a great deal in common, as it turned out: they both had flairs for the dramatic and penchants for antics, and both were prone to causing consternation for their teachers—as Oboro would discover when he took Ifan under his wing. Yet both were also ruthless in their competence, and equally as stubborn when it came to mastering whatever thing they'd set their hearts on learning. Even if it was as banal as, say, learning to use chopsticks.
June 15, 2025 at 8:11 PM
astrologybf.bsky.social
The Dialectical Method

~3.2k words | Explicit | M/M | Thancred/G'raha

G'raha Tia and Thancred Waters settle their differences in scholarly fashion.

CW: Explicit NSFW, Oral Sex, Light BDSM

#ffxivwrite | #rarepairweek | #kaleidofic
A cover for The Dialectical Method by AstrologyBF. Thancred Waters and G'raha Tia are in a room in Revenant's toll; Thancred has his back and hands pressed up against a wall while G'raha has him boxed in with a kabedon under Thancred's right arm, while G'raha's right hand is noticeably absent from the frame. His tail is curled and his ears splayed back, while Thancred's mouth hangs open in a moan. An excerpt from the Dialectical Method. The days after the storeroom incident had seen a change in the relations between Thancred Waters and one G'raha Tia, and not one for the better. Prior to their "altercation", G'raha had been making every human effort to avoid being left alone with Thancred, or otherwise be given cause to speak directly to him. But ever since the Hyur had confronted him and learned of his concealed resentment for the way he'd treated Ifan in the past, G'raha seemed to be attempting to avoid the very sight of him; which Thancred found quite understandable, given the terms on which they'd last parted. Thancred paused. His hand—which had been reaching for a book—instead went to his neck, and his lips twitched. The memory of G'raha's bite stung just as sharply as his actual teeth, in Thancred's mind, and not wholly unpleasantly. Shock and pain tempered by a strange thrill knowing the Seeker had his jugular within his mouth, followed by another shameful rise within his breast upon the realization he'd been marked, and that he'd need to hide the evidence that G'raha had laid claim to him… the feeling lingered long after the mark itself faded, and there were nights when Thancred was alone mid-wank only to find his mind had conjured that damn Seeker with his red eyes and his smooth voice and surprisingly strong grip. He finished, but he always felt a bit wretched after. Thancred shifted where he stood in a vain effort to relieve the pressure in his breeches. He tried to think of something else, and resumed his hunt for the tome which Urianger had misplaced.
June 14, 2025 at 10:20 PM
astrologybf.bsky.social
Screw Your Courage

~2.1k words | Teen | M/M | #woljacke

Captain Jacke has a confession for the man who isn't yet known as the Warrior of Light. It doesn't go well.

CW: Thieves' Cant.

#ffxivwrite | #rarepairweek | #kaleidofic
A cover for Screw Your Courage by AstrologyBF Jacke Swallow leans against the wall next to an entrance to the Drowning Wench in Limsa Lominsa. He has his arms crossed and a miserable expression on his face as he glances back towards Ifan Kaleid, who's walking away from him towards the lights of the Drowning Wench... but also glancing back, towards Jacke. An excerpt from Screw Your Courage It was a perfect night in Limsa Lominsa. Azeyma's warmth had yet to fully dissipate despite her absence, and Menphina's face shone in a waxed moon over a calm, wine-dark sea. Only a few wisps of cloud obscured the heavens, and the scent of salt brought on the breeze was mingled with the medley wafting up from Hawker's Alley: that of fish and spice and all the other things Llymlaen's bounty furnished those who dwelt in her fair city. It was a perfect night for two young men to share a drink up at the Drowning Wench, overlooking the aetheryte, and that's precisely what Ifan and Jacke were doing. The pair had chosen to avoid the evening crowd inside, and took their mugs out to the wide boardwalk circling the Mizzenmast instead, where Ifan sat at Jacke's right side while their legs dangled over the edge. They talked, and drank, and laughed, and enjoyed the simple pleasure of a dear friend's company, and as usually happened it was Jacke who finished his drink first. He set down his empty mug and took in a breath. It was indeed spectacular, the view, and though Jacke never once tired of it he nonetheless found his gaze drawn to the magician at his right to take in the details he'd long since committed to memory: the ash-brown hair which Jacke now knew grew nearly all over, soft skin which got yet softer at the juncture of his thighs and neck, and eyes sparking the same feeling that Jacke felt whenever he gazed out at the sea. Strange to think an arcanist he met out on the street would end up being worth looking a bit daft, and doing something foolish like… Ye got vital whids to cut? Then cut em. Tell him.
June 13, 2025 at 9:12 PM
carmeinreed.bsky.social
Does Haurchefant/ Francel count as a rarepair? There's only 50 works on the slash ship (as opposed to &) on AO3 and I dont see a lot of posing for them. I told someone I was going to do them for #rarepairweek and they were like "are they that rare?" #ff14 #ffxiv #haurchefant
June 12, 2025 at 10:48 PM
astrologybf.bsky.social
Like Mist In Morning

~1k words | General | F/F | Yugiri/Kurenai

Faced with the prospective failure of her mission, Yugiri Mistwalker takes a few moments to collect her thoughts down by the banks of the One River.

#ffxivwrite | #rarepairweek | #kaleidofic
Cover art for Like Mist In Morning by AstrologyBF Yugiri stands on the bank of the one river opposite Castrum Fluminis. She's looking off towards the side with a pensive expression and in an idle stance, clearly deep in thought. Superimposed over the background is the image of Kurenai Shisui; she's smiling, but her features are positioned in such a way that the spire of Castrum Fluminis looks like a trail of tears. An excerpt from Like Mist In Morning The waters of the One River flowed lazily along shore near Castrum Fluminis, and she stared into their silted depths Yugiri found her thoughts being carried along with them. She was grateful for the brief reprieve. It likely wouldn't be too long before the Warrior of Light came looking, but for now Ifan was absent: likely still back at the Castrum's riverside complex, watching to make sure the villagers whom they had freed were unaccosted on their way back to Namai. Freed. A huff escaped her nose as if the word carried a foul odor, and was followed by the creak of leather as her hands tightened with pent-up frustration. Doma's people were not free. Even those who weren't physically shackled were still bound, still trapped within a prison built of flinching at the mere prospect of their conquerors' reprisal. And oh, how they had flinched, and scowled, and raged at Ifan and Yugiri for having the gall to do something as stupid as prevent them from being worked to death far off in Ilsabard, kami forfend. They didn't even call the place they had been taken after being conscripted by its real name. The buildings by the river had been built upon the bones of Saisho, yet rather than defy the ones who'd razed a sleepy fishing village of good, kind-hearted folk, by making sure the name and thus its demise was never forgotten… the word had been interred along with its dead, and not uttered save by those to whom forgetting it felt worse. How bitterly Lord Hien would have wept to see the state of things, had he been here.
June 12, 2025 at 5:47 AM
astrologybf.bsky.social
What Maketh The Man

~1.5k words | Mature | M/M | WoL/Kazagg Chah

The Warrior of Light and Kazagg Chah spend a quiet moment ruminating on their choices.

CW: Implied/Referenced NSFW, Teratophilia

#ffxivwrite | #rarepairweek | #kaleidofic
A cover for "What Maketh The Man" by AstrologyBF. Ifan Kaleid and Kazagg Chah are standing together, with the camera drawn in close so that both of their faces are out of frame. Instead the emphasis is on Ifan's nudity save for a pair of hot pink shorts, bordered in black and patterened with stars, and the size of Kazagg Chah's hands; Kazagg's hand can quite easily wrap around Ifan's waist, and he's nearly doing so as he draws Ifan in for a kiss. An excerpt from "What Maketh The Man" Not for the first time that day, Kazagg Chah found himself staring at underwear. He hadn't had much of a chance to scrutinize the pair in question earlier: they'd come off rather quickly, after all, being shucked into a pile with all the rest of Ifan's clothes, along with the loincloth Kazagg wore to cover himself. And though the Amalj'aa's attention (and the Hyur's mouth) were both soon very fully occupied, the shocking pink which had been straining over the magician's rear remained affixed in his mind's eye—and prompted him to pick them up and take a better look, during a lull in their private activities. He understood smallclothes in theory. Hyur and folk of like anatomy were rather… delicate, at least compared to his own kind, hence their preference for garments that to him seemed rather constricting. Yet he couldn't understand why anyone would wear these in particular. They were silk, dyed pink and trimmed in black, and cut so that the fabric strained around the body's curves rather than fit comfortably. And if by some miracle their color didn't draw the eye, the pattern of pale stars scattered over the shorts most certainly would. Kazagg supposed that visual pleasure was the point, but then again they were mere underwear; hidden away beneath Ifan's robes most of the time, and soon enough pulled off whenever revealed. They seemed uncomfortable, impractical…. costly, from what he understood of cityfolk…. and the only other word which seemed to suit… Ridiculous.
June 11, 2025 at 5:42 PM
fleurdelanuit13.bsky.social
Since it's #RarepairWeek, I'll highlight some of my rarepair fics 😌

Starting with Lyla, Runar, and Y'shtola ✨

#Lylafic #🌙💖
fleurdelanuit13.bsky.social Lyla Sylvie (7.2 spoilers!) ✨ @fleurdelanuit13.bsky.social · Feb 11
During ShB, Runar searches for Liliya and Matoya

(because it's time to eat and if he doesn't remind them, they'll probably forget or show up super late, after all the food has gone cold—and there's a fresh pot of fernleaf lavender tea that they like and is best hot)

#🌙💐 #🌙💎 #🌙💎💐
#🌙💖 #🌙🌠 #Lylafic
June 10, 2025 at 7:38 PM
azuremoonlights.bsky.social
Does anyone have the rarepairweek prompts at hand..?
June 10, 2025 at 4:12 PM
astrologybf.bsky.social
Naught Coin Can Buy

~2.5k words | General | M/M | Lolorito/Papashan

The chairman of the East Aldenard Trading Company finds himself playing host to an unexpected, but very welcome guest.

#ffxivwrite | #rarepairweek | #kaleidofic
A cover for Naught Coin Can Buy by AstrologyBF. Lolorito Nanarito stands with his arms crossed in front of the fountain outside Arrzaneth Ossuary, upon which is inscribed the phrase "Divinity is the Color of Gold" in Eorzean common. Hancock and Papashan stand on either side of Lolorito with their backs turned towards him, but both are still glancing over their shoulders in his direction. And while the city is lit up by broad daylight, all three stand above deep shadows. A blurb from Naught Coin Can Buy by AstrologyBF. The headquarters of the East Aldenard Trading Company may not have been a statue cast in bronze, yet they were nonetheless a monument to he whose likeness towered over Vesper Bay in lieu of an aetheryte. Lord Lolorito had acquired the building nearly five years past, and for a song. Its skeleton was one of the spires ringing Ul'dah's city walls, which had been hollowed out by the Calamity and thus made prime for redevelopment by an enterprising buyer. And though it had indeed been renovated and made fit to serve as center for a company spanning the star, Lolorito had insisted the exterior be left unchanged compared to how it was before Dalamud's fall: ochre stone and blue-glazed tile, rising high yet not so high as to outshine the palace, nor either of the Traders' sanctuaries. Hardly a monument to splendor, and hardly notable beyond its place of prominence above the Sapphire Avenue Exchange… but appropriate for one who sought to build a legacy which would endure as long as Ul'dah itself stood. Twelve willing.
June 10, 2025 at 3:25 PM
arcaneoddity.bsky.social
Looking longingly at rarepairweek but a) brain empty and b) gonna go touch grass for the rest of the week so no gpose... but who knows, inspiration hath struck in averse conditions before, I may crank out a drabble mayhaps...
June 9, 2025 at 9:01 PM
rprfloortank.bsky.social
I just got a burst of inspo for one of my fav rare pairs Gaius/Estinien so maybe I’ll do one prompt or so for rarepairweek
June 9, 2025 at 6:49 PM
psychonekrosis.bsky.social
happy rarepairweek to ardbertwol ( ardbert/z'ahzi ) you will always be famous
June 9, 2025 at 5:13 PM
ruotaku2.bsky.social
I keep going back and forth on doing rarepairweek but idk… I don’t know what to do for the very first prompt
June 9, 2025 at 4:37 PM
astrologybf.bsky.social
All Under Heaven

~2.2k words | General | M/M | #wolhien

The exiled Prince of Doma spends an evening stargazing in good company.

#ffxivwrite | #rarepairweek | #kaleidofic
A cover for All Under Heaven by AstrologyBF, created using gpose for Rarepair Week 2025. Ifan and Hien sit beside each other on Azim Steppe at night, gazing up at the stars. It's a clear and moonless night; the Dawn Throne and the mountains beyond are visible as dark shapes in the background, lit up by pinpricks of light from campfires and the central aetheryte. The constellations of the Ewer (made of blue stars) and the Bole (made of yellow stars) are visible in the sky; the Ewer to the left, where Ifan sits, and the Bole to the right, where Hien sits. An excerpt from All Under Heaven. Far away from Doma, and even further from Eorzea, two men lay in the grass near Mol Iloh as they stargazed together. One of them, the Warrior of Light, rested with both hands behind his head and a small smile on his face, while to his right the errant Prince of Doma bore a frown whilst propped up on his elbows; squinting upwards at the firmament, and failing to perceive an ewer in it. He'd no reason to believe Ifan was pulling his leg. And he was certain that the word 'ewer' carried the same meaning in both Doma and Eorzea. But for all his sheer determination and the crisp, clear sky where nearly every star was visible thanks to the moon's waning crescent, the grouping of blue points of light looked like no vessel his mind's eye could picture… and Hien was at last forced to concede. A weighty sigh escaped him, and his frown slid into a sheepish smile. "I confess…" he said, letting his gaze fall to the magician at his side. "I cannot quite see it as you describe, my friend."
June 9, 2025 at 2:03 PM
azuremoonlights.bsky.social
rarepairweek is next weel????? omg
June 2, 2025 at 2:51 PM
tirabeesu.bsky.social
these are the rarepairweek prompts btw, which is next month
May 7, 2025 at 5:35 AM
arcaneoddity.bsky.social
lrp not rarepairweek happening the exact one week in the year I'll be miles away from my PC lmao
April 16, 2025 at 4:41 AM
ver-caster.etheirys.social
Trying to force my way through my writer's block to finish this one fic that I've been working on since last year because I wanna finish it for rarepairweek.
April 15, 2025 at 2:20 PM
boinin.bsky.social
It's nice to discover that Hiorin are no longer a rare pair per rarepairweek FAQs (more than 100 solo tagged fics! 🎉 yipee!)

Chigiri/Hiori are still at 5 solo tagged fics, just 1 in English (something I sadposted about last year)... *rolls up sleeves*
April 7, 2025 at 9:34 AM