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solairelunaire.bsky.social
Solaire
@solairelunaire.bsky.social
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Just a sheepy guy. FF14 hyperfixated writer and Gposer. DMs open.
🔞, has NSFW/kink-posting | #wolzenos and #wolhancock focused atm
📝: #solairewrites | 📸: #eclipsepose | 👤: #yveslore
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/SolaireLunaire
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Solaire @solairelunaire.bsky.social · 1d
depression/seasonal mental issues have been kicking me in the teeth so i'll be less active on bsky for a bit, FYI. i like the folks i've met/follow here but the infinite scroll microblog format does not mesh well with my brain, alas 😶
for folks comfortable on discord i'm always happy to chat there!
solairelunaire.bsky.social
depression/seasonal mental issues have been kicking me in the teeth so i'll be less active on bsky for a bit, FYI. i like the folks i've met/follow here but the infinite scroll microblog format does not mesh well with my brain, alas 😶
for folks comfortable on discord i'm always happy to chat there!
November 13, 2025 at 7:55 PM
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stranger-garden.bsky.social
🗡 Zenos – but in German! MASTER THREAD 🗡

Inspired by @mmhberry.bsky.social I will finally translate some favourite or interesting German Zenos lines and give additional linguistic info and interpretations on how they underline his character. It will be tasty. Enjoy! 💖

#ffxiv #zenos #zenoswol
November 13, 2025 at 6:07 PM
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eatingbread.bsky.social
i always forget how angry fray is but at the same time this is a genuinely valid crashout
November 13, 2025 at 5:31 AM
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sheepdaily.bsky.social
Let's be loafs with mama
A white lamb resting on its mother in a green field, its two siblings also resting beside her
November 12, 2025 at 3:04 AM
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clarissas-art.bsky.social
Oh! It's pocky day!

I didn't prepare anything this time, so have an old repost!

The challenge here isn't to see who pulls away first. In this case, the challenge is actually reaching the pocky because he's 7ft tall 🙂‍↕️

#ffxiv #art #ffxivart #zenos #pockyday
Sketch of Zenos from FFXIV holding pocky between his lips looking down on the viewer. There's text on the image mimicking a snapchat that says "Come, Adventurer!"
November 11, 2025 at 9:51 PM
solairelunaire.bsky.social
i just found out while poking in the brio props menu that zenos's resonant eye fx is just...a manually spawned in prop?
and that's how they get it to appear in cutscenes??
this is so cursed
November 11, 2025 at 11:31 PM
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michaelwarburton.bsky.social
In 2006 a high school English teacher asked students to write to a famous author & ask for advice.

KURT VONNEGUT - born 103yrs ago today - was the only one to respond.

His reply was a doozy.
November 11, 2025 at 10:39 AM
solairelunaire.bsky.social
this is yves, an elezen raised by isolationist homesteaders in the shroud, bid forth by curiosity and a call to adventure.
he is very sheepdog coded.
i torment him a lot but i love him very much!
commissioned art of yves napping with a flock of karakul (artist: NoktoScordatura) yves moodboard gpose of yves sitting against a backdrop of white flowers yves lying face down on the grass in a pasture full of sheep at the island sanctuary. one karakul is munching on the edge of his himation. in-game duty zone styled text is visible, reading "Outside: Touch Grass (Ultimate)"
November 11, 2025 at 8:52 PM
solairelunaire.bsky.social
wait i stopped by the fortemps manor for gposing ideas and i never caught that edmont says "my three sons" when you talk to him here 😭
screencap of dialogue bubble with count edmont: "Should you ever require a place to rest your weary wings, may my home ever serve as sanctuary. I know my three sons would joyfully stand by me in providing you the warmest welcome."
November 11, 2025 at 8:30 PM
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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
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stranger-garden.bsky.social
Haurchefant Day Love Beam Sweep!
💖💖💖💖 GET LOVED! 💖💖💖💖

#ffxiv #haurchefant
November 11, 2025 at 9:00 AM
solairelunaire.bsky.social
ahh 0/2 on fanfest tickets in this household, my partner and i will try our best if general sales do open up…if not, might be fun to travel for a con for the first time in a while and save for gateway fate anyhow!
November 11, 2025 at 4:10 AM
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sylphlands.bsky.social
why won't you listen to me

#gpose | #gposers | #sjolzenos | #zenoswol
sjol and zenos standing before the zodiark pit on the moon. sjol is masked and grabbing onto zenos's arm, looking up at her with an imploring body language, and zenos stares down at her in speechless awe. between their faces is the red glow of the broken zodiark seal. a closeup of the previous shot. sjol and zenos are unfocused in the foreground and the focus is on the broken zodiark seal behind them.
November 11, 2025 at 2:59 AM
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solairelunaire.bsky.social
and the fire shall try every man's work
#gpose | #gposers | #eclipsepose
an edited gpose of yves on the eve of the calamity in his youth, watching the descent of dalamud from between the trees in the shroud. he stands staring at the sky with a bow and arrow in his hand. the entire forest is bathed in red light from above.
November 5, 2025 at 7:32 PM
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eunisyn.bsky.social
for fanfest emails be sure to check your spam folder! my friend had their acceptance email in their spam !!!
November 10, 2025 at 8:08 PM
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cobaltcorvus.bsky.social
Remember: It's normal for full art pieces to take more than a day or two to complete. Some pieces will take longer to complete than others and that's normal.

Social media has warped our perception on how long things actually take to create. You're doing fine. 🤍
November 10, 2025 at 2:19 PM
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ianzpotter.bsky.social
Happy There Is A Circulatory System Walking Through The Kitchen Day to all who celebrate.
It's an artistic representation of a circulatory system walking through a kitchen, as drawn by Dave Gibbons and written about by Alan Moore. It happens a lot 'round here.
November 10, 2025 at 10:54 AM
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brazenelk.bsky.social
The ancient Athena, a pale woman with short brown hair stares menacingly at the viewer. The scene is lit a uniform, fiery red and she's pulled her right arm out from her robes, her right hand holding a small gemstone by her neck, The Heart of Sabik. Fresh blood runs down her lower lip as if she's just bitten a living creature.
November 10, 2025 at 4:55 AM
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astrologybf.bsky.social
ahotknife: i love the point in the hero's journey where he gets bent over and railed until he cries noctthedoor replies with a picture of a reply tag reading "i think it's called the climax"
November 10, 2025 at 4:01 PM
solairelunaire.bsky.social
door to door salesman hancock
November 10, 2025 at 5:27 PM
solairelunaire.bsky.social
it’s that time of night where i ponder random etymology in relation to my ships.
to bite -> to be fixed and dyed in another’s colors…
everything can be about zenos if you’re delulu enough 🫡
Origin and history of “mordant” from https://www.etymonline.com/word/mordant late 15c., "caustic, biting, severe" (of words, speech), from Old French mordant, literally "biting," present participle of mordre "to bite," from Latin mordēre "to bite, bite into; nip, sting;" figuratively "to pain, cause hurt," which is perhaps from an extended form of PIE root *mer- "to rub away, harm." Related: Mordantly. The noun is first attested in a now-obsolete or archaic sense of "ornamented hooked clasp of a belt or girdle" (mid-14c.), from Old French mordant in this sense. In dyeing, "substance used in fixing colors," it is attested by 1791; as an adjective in dyeing, "having the property of fixing colors," by 1902. Related: Mordancy; mordantly.
November 10, 2025 at 6:15 AM
solairelunaire.bsky.social
just realized that hancock genuinely has to 5D chess yves into accepting a proposal by saying ”oh don’t worry dear why would i get doomed by the narrative? we’re just marrying for the tax benefits” while internally screaming “I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IF YOU DON’T SAY YES I MIGHT VOMIT.” holy shit
solairelunaire.bsky.social Solaire @solairelunaire.bsky.social · 5d
also the unprocessed haurche trauma in yves has him ungodly paranoid about “dooming” someone to die if he admits out loud that he loves them. truly cursed by the narrative. big focal point of my plotting/character arc with him in the AU where he winds up with hancock—
November 10, 2025 at 4:27 AM
solairelunaire.bsky.social
pondering the qotd about your wol/ship being in love and realizing that after haurche died yves just. hasn’t had anyone say they love him since…
he’s also distant enough that the scions or others wouldn’t express it in such a clear manner platonically either
November 10, 2025 at 2:12 AM
solairelunaire.bsky.social
yves with the plush hug animation and lil karakul...I'M GONNA CRY 😭
November 10, 2025 at 1:02 AM
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techne-makre.bsky.social
The Curator

#tm:gpose • #tm:ament • #GPOSERS • @mementomoriv1.bsky.social
A gpose inspired off Pygmalion and Galatea by Jean-Léon Gérôme. Surrounded by marble statues, a man embraces and kisses a statue that is slowly coming to life.
November 10, 2025 at 12:31 AM