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@duskwightdancer.bsky.social Oct 15, 2026, 7:55 PM

Day 5: Working Hard

Have some AU of what if Farim was yoinked to an alternate timeline instead of Gwen and her working hard to get to him :)

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/54224167

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A screenshot of a fanfiction on AO3.

Title: i'd fight off angels and demons to find you
Author: steamingcupoftea

Summary:
“You don’t know,” she said, less of a question and more just pure disbelief. They didn’t know. They had no idea where Farim was and they didn’t even know where to start looking.

“Gwen, wait…was a mishap with the researchers…but we are going to…everyone will be looking…We will find…be okay.” She was sure her papa kept talking, explaining things calmly and logically, likely to try and calm her and Niryl both, but all she could hear was her heart pounding in her ears. Farim was gone and they didn’t know where .

“He was fine earlier. We were- I got his stupid book! ” she almost yelled, stopping herself from dropping the book on the floor. Farim spent weeks combing through shelves looking for this tome, she wasn’t going to do anything that would damage it.

Her dad took a step towards her, but she was more frightened animal than person and jumped back, staring at him with a fire in her eyes.

@duskwightdancer.bsky.social Oct 15, 2026, 12:42 AM

Day 4: Break

Have some angst from this past wolgraha week because man do I love breaking that catboy :)

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/89767871

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A screenshot of a fanfiction on AO3.

Title: shadowed by my past
Author: steamingcupoftea

Summary:
G'raha could still see the vision of the Warrior of Light's hand in his own – fingers bent at wrong angles and sticky and warm with blood, but trying so hard to use G'raha as a grounding force.

And G'raha couldn't help the way his mind flashed through memories – the two of them walking hand in hand through the Crystarium, of him leading his partner by the hand showing him the streets of Sharlayan, of the Exarch gripping his hand tight one last time and pressing a kiss to scarred knuckles before letting go.

This was far from the first time he gripped his partner's hand like like a lifeline, even if for just a moment. He knew what it was like to want to keep holding on, to never want to let go. Letting go felt like accepting death itself, so the Exarch had pushed through pain of a different kind to just hold on for a moment longer, to seek comfort out of the Warrior for another breath before he let go so the crystal could take hold. His own final moments of pure white hot agony before the numbness took over and his very being was snuffed out.

@duskwightdancer.bsky.social Oct 13, 2026, 4:11 PM

Day 3: In/Out of Trouble

Some Stormblood fic of Gwen freaking out about Farim being in trouble :D

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/63618088

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Screenshot of ao3 fic.
Title: love isn't rescue, it's someone to lose
Author: steamingcupoftea
Summary:
The explosions echoed across the desert and immediately Gwen felt like she couldn’t breathe as a single thought screamed in her mind.

Farim.

Farim had insisted on going off with Alphinaud and Lyse and M’naago, leaving her behind with Alisaie. He’d brushed it off as her needing her rest, not wanting to bother her, but she knew it wasn’t just that. She knew that it was easier for him to go off healing people on the battlefield than it was for him to look her in the eyes.

But now he was in the middle of where the cannons were firing, in the middle of the carnage. Gwen had never been a great student in school, but she didn’t have to be, not when all the people involved were her dad’s friends, her family. She knew it’d been close, but Alphinaud and Lyse had lived through the war with Garlemald. But Farim wasn’t supposed to be there. Neither of them were.

@brisamur.bsky.social Oct 13, 2026, 12:50 AM

Bored cuz of the 24-hour maintenance? Wanna kill a few minutes? Read the latest entry in Bris's story, Scarred Hearts. You can find it here!

archiveofourown.org/works/94553631

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Tasuka stood at the threshold. She watched Yugiri maneuver through the wreckage without so much as a single misstep. It burned her up inside.

To step into this place, she’d never had the courage to do that. This had been the funeral pyre for her deepest wishes, the grave of the one single thing she’d desired in her life. When you left, it wasn’t your happiness alone you buried.

Had she always been afraid to face it? This reality? Her conversation with Bris in the hot springs flooded back into her mind. It wasn’t just an arm and an eye she took from me. Tasuka felt her eyes burning. No, Valeria bas Martialis had done more than that. The Garlean commander had severed Bris - wholly and entirely - from all of the world. There was nobody left on the entire star who could reach Brisingr Amur. For her, Tasuka thought, the only other life truly existing was Valeria.

And yet…

@duskwightdancer.bsky.social Oct 12, 2026, 5:10 PM

Day 2: Silly

Silly Gwen and Leofard time because she deserves some nice things!

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/86557516

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A screenshot of a fanfiction posted on AO3.

Title: you call the shots, babe
Author: steamingcupoftea
Summary:
"With all your other talents among weapons, have you ever considered learnin' how to use one of these?" Leofard asked as he cleaned his gun in his chambers, which had Gwen immediately bark out an incredibly undignified laugh.

"I'll have you know I'd been on my way to the machinists' guild when a merchant asked me to deal with some sky pirates," she said, crossing her arms over her chest as she looked back over at him.

@constellarium.bsky.social Oct 12, 2026, 5:36 AM

#AutumnRepost Day 1: Dream

"A Memory Unmade"
T, Azem &/ Elidibus (ambiguous)

archiveofourown.org/works/65813074

Elidibus, plagued by a recurring flash of memory he cannot quite recall after the fact, seeks the counsel of Emet-Selch.

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The memory was... strange.

There one moment, gone the next. Like a fleeting daydream, a mote of dust dancing in the sunlight, clearly in his sight then vanishing to nothing the instant he would try to reach out and grasp it.

Sometimes it disturbed him, this sudden fixation he would have on... something. Or was it someone? Once the moment had passed, he could not remember.

Emet-Selch, the sharpest of their number, had initially responded with curiosity when Elidibus had confided in him this concern.

"Hm. And you say you have no recollection at all of what it is you have so briefly remembered so many times?"

"No. None."

"... And you still object to the use of your crystal?"

Elidibus had shaken his head, firm in his conviction. "If it is a choice between remembering now only to forget later, and forgetting entirely, I would sooner choose the latter. This anomaly is... an irritating distraction from my duty. I only wish to better serve our star."

@duskwightdancer.bsky.social Oct 12, 2026, 1:46 AM

Day 1: Dreams

Have some old In From the Cold nightmares :D

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/43902517

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Screenshot of a fic on ao3.
Title: battle scars
Author: steamingcupoftea
Summary:
He tried to shape out the words, but his mouth felt wrong. His tongue. How he hadn’t noticed it until then, he didn’t know, but this unfamiliar body lacked a tongue.

He could cry out, but he wouldn’t be able to say anything intelligible – and maybe that was by design. Maybe this had been Fandaniel’s plan all along, to drop him just far enough away that he’d never be able to make it in time and take away the only other way he’d be able to stop them. To force him to watch his own body-

No, he couldn’t think about that.

@brisamur.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 7:35 PM

Hello, everyone, it's a beautiful Sunday which means I want to ruin it for you! Here's the next entry into With Hearts Maligned: Dark Energy.

archiveofourown.org/works/94457011

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With a downward glance, Zenos saw the sheathed katana. "Yotsu, I-"

"Enough of this shite!" Fordola put her hands on Yotsu and guided her gently away from the open elevator door. "We don't have time for this! Go, Yotsu! I'll keep these morons safe!"

Apprehension burned through Alisaie's veins like ceruleum. Was this the right decision? Could she even do it? Would Yugiri do it?

But that didn't matter.

Bris would do it.

"Yotsu! The bridge!" Alisaie said. "Please! You're better at running things than me! I can be the sword, but I need you to be my eyes and arm!"

Yotsu looked stone-faced at the trio. Then she nodded and turned. She bolted across the halls to a separate elevator.

"Well," Zenos said. "I am beginning to think you Eorzeans are simply obsessed with suicide missions."

Alisaie flashed a sharp grin. "Got a pretty good track record though, aye?"

@woadxiv.bsky.social Oct 2, 2026, 6:56 PM

Aria di Mezzo - Complete.

Since this was originally split up across four prompts, I thought now with the month over I'd combine them together for reading convenience.

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ellipsus.com/read/qJDl2qd...

@sorensplorin.bsky.social Oct 1, 2026, 6:08 AM

Alphinaud allows himself a brief smile, his gaze rising from the papers in hand to the Warrior of Light's eyes. Her narrowed, feline, very angry eyes. Soren gently takes his arm and pulls him to a darker corner for an ilm of privacy.

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"Our first wave of recruitment is over, the documents signed, and the finances secure. There is naught to prevent me from taking the next step."

Alphinaud allows himself a brief smile, his gaze rising from the papers in hand to the Warrior of Light's eyes. Her narrowed, feline, very angry eyes. Soren gently takes his arm and pulls him to a darker corner for an ilm of privacy.

Far be it from her to divulge her past, Soren had always remained pointedly quiet on topics of Ul'dah - or any city state for that matter, feigning ignorance wherever she could. The Immortal Flames she could tolerate - they'd never really been a major bone to pick - but the Brass Blades and the bloody Syndicate was another story. Twelve above, the reason she was even having this conversation with Alphinaud to BEGIN with is because of people like them.

"What. Are. You. Thinking, Alphinaud?" she seethes through gritted teeth. "I think I need not expound on the reasons that, of all places, Ul'dah money is a bad idea! Even Raubahn has a distaste for his own government!"

It's much easier to hide behind someone else.

Alphinaud sighs, patting her hand in return. "You are concerned by the Syndicate's involvement? As was I. Thus was the origin of every coin of their contribution carefully scrutinized and recorded."

He glowers, turning his gaze back towards the guards' quarters. His voice is ice when he finishes, "This organization will not be built on corruption. Naturally, I would prefer not to rely upon outside sources at all, but even my family's substantial coffers could not sustain a venture of this magnitude."

Soren deflates and retreats into her clamshell of secrets, the fire in her expression quickly hidden behind placid, neutral features. The hallmark of the Warrior, she had apparently decided along the way.

Alphinaud was as headstrong as he was genius at manipulating political situations, and he did have a huge advantage over Soren - the Sultana herself in his good graces. She could not reasonably stop his juggernaut now, least of all without putting her own hide in danger of retribution from within the city. She may be a hero now, but she still felt ever so small.

She desperately hoped they would find a way to change course of their funds soon, and in the meantime, offer her help to Tataru with any of the paper trails -- even if just to be an errand girl -- and to see for herself that naught would come to pass.

@junknet.bsky.social Sep 30, 2026, 2:46 PM

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FFXIV Write 2026 - Day 29 - Layer

A simple poem used by budding scholars to remember the Seven Hells.

archiveofourown.org/works/93563581

@junknet.bsky.social Sep 29, 2026, 2:46 PM

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Snippet 28!

Look into his eyes. It would be rude not to when he’s talking to you. It’s not as if there is much else on his face you can see. They truly are beautiful, there are none else like them in the Brume. Like staring into the depths of a sea of gold. Pay no heed to how your skin crawls, the feeling of cool smooth fingers cradling your heart. He will probe. He will listen. He will open your body and lay your soul out bare for him.

It is his first trap. Behind you, a thin line crackles across the ice.

He will change. He will act as your perfect companion. Asking all the right questions and reacting in all the right ways. A siren beckoning you closer to the deepest part of the lake, either softly around the cracks already showing, or right for the weakest point.

@junknet.bsky.social Sep 29, 2026, 2:46 PM

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FFXIV Write 2026 - Day 28 - On Thin Ice

Fray is like a frozen lake.

archiveofourown.org/works/93502326

@brisamur.bsky.social Sep 27, 2026, 8:40 PM

Hello, everyone! It's a two-for-one Sunday! I'm bringing you written fic for both Bris's Stormblood arc and With Hearts Maligned! I hope you'll enjoy!

Stormblood: archiveofourown.org/works/93395266

With Hearts Maligned: archiveofourown.org/works/93396086

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Tasuka shot up out of the water. “The Garleans? You should leave that to someone else. The last time we got mixed up with Valeria and her unit – well, you know. Not to mention, it’s even more dangerous with Zenos in the country.” Her voice had gotten progressively louder the whole time she’d been speaking.

“Oi, oi,” Bris said, motioning for Tasuka to lower her voice. “Yer gonna wake up the whole town, and this is the first real bath I’ve had since I left. I don’t wanna have ta deal with yer neighbors.” Once the roegaedyn had seated herself back in the water, Bris continued, “But it has ta be me, Taka. That’s all there is about it. Besides, I’m not that girl anymore. So, ya don’t need ta worry.”

“That’s exactly why I am worried,” Tasuka sighed. “So if it’s just you, then what’s the deal with your companion? The raen?”

Bris blinked. “Yugiri?”

“Friend? Traveling companion?” Tasuka frowned slightly. “Something…more?”

The Ala Mhigan woman looked over the page for a moment. When she reached the end, she burst out laughing. "Oh, he's being cheeky!" She couldn't stop laughing. "Poor kid is barking up the wrong tree, I fear. I'm afraid he won't get to do the horizontal tango with that hag, no matter how much fancy wine he gets."

"Fordola." Alisaie rubbed her temples. "Please don't call Aunt Yotsu a hag. And please don't call my brother 'kid.' If that's what you think of him, I am loath to imagine what you must think of me."

Another loud laugh. Fordola patted Alisaie on the head. "What's the matter? Suddenly worried about the age difference? You think about it a little, and you don't wanna be our younger girlfriend?" She ruffled the elezen's hair. "It can't be that bad. You had the guts to tell Brisingr your feelings, and she's even older than I am."

@junknet.bsky.social Sep 27, 2026, 2:18 PM

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Snippet 26

@junknet.bsky.social Sep 27, 2026, 2:18 PM

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FFXIV Write 2026 - Day 26 - Susurrus

The newest vessel for the seat of Loghrif cannot escape the whispers of past unlived.

archiveofourown.org/works/93372416