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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 23h

Looks fun 👀 might do this once a day :3

nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

The suikoden anime is so good??? For a video game adaptation! And the animation is so sleek! And the music!! OP and ED are also so 💕💕 ngl it reminds me of 2000s adventure fantasy anime :3 Also I always love when anime slips worldbuilding tidbits in their "breaks"

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 09/10/2026

Yep these will be her EC glams #xivoc Right is what she wears upon journeying to the Fourth Left is her more casual, traveling gear

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

i continue to love my lala twins <3 and i feel yuyura's aggravation to her disobedient patient lmao #ffxiv #mywip #xivoc

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

I saw this tweet yesterday and. While the fact that the A/I company pushing this narrative of A/I being a (semi) sentient being reenforces the thought that we're truly in some dystopian scifi shit, it also makes me think the techbros really are the ones who can't separate fiction from reality

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

Hello! This is my WoL. Thank you for the opportunity ^^

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 15: Prodigy In which Kasia begins to question who she is after her encounter with Gaius. T | 485 words ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/93780451 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic

Kasia’s hands stuttered amid fixing a stolen magitek armor under the shadows of Revenant’s Toll. Despite the shades shielding them from most of the sun’s glare, today felt especially hot, and Kasia’s undershirt was already sticking to her back with sweat. Yet a chill was creeping up the edges of her skin as she recalled her encounter with the Legatus of the XIVth Imperial Legion.

A few days had passed since the Howling Eye, and Gaius’s words refused to leave her mind. There had been no doubt the Legatus had been talking to her. She’d noted the slight shift of his attention, a turning of his black, horned helmet as his impassive eyes bored into her. “And what, pray tell, is the Emperor’s prodigy doing with Eorzean rabble?” he’d said, his deep, baritone voice masked through his skull-like helmet.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 30: Vestige In the Fourth Reflection, Nayra meets someone who is the spitting image of her sister. (7.56 spoilers) T | 804 words ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/93648851 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic #estinien #visna

The moment Nayra spotted Visna on the ship, she immediately knew who the girl was supposed to be. Bubbly and bright, with tufts of fluffy pink hair adorning her head and a mischievous grin parting her lips, Nayra didn’t need Emet-Selch’s soul-seeing ability to know Visna was a shard of her sister’s soul.

After Visna sent them to inspect the island and help set up fire stones, Nayra would occasionally find her gaze drift toward the little girl at the center of the island working on some sort of contraption along with her Elezen companion. Nayra had never let herself dwell on it. Sensing her sister’s presence, along with her parents’, at Aitiascope had been more than she had hoped for. To know that they had left peacefully with not a shred of blame toward her… Nayra had lingered outside Ragnarok’s hangar for a time, if only to recall the warmth which had enveloped her hand and pushed her back and carve it into memory.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 29: Layer Prior to the Scions' departure to Garlemald, Sorcha gifts Nayra a scarf to help ward off the cold. G | 478 words ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/93544171 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic

Sorcha glanced over her shoulder to see Nayra spreading her arms wide before the tall mirror, head tilted to the side as she waited for Sorcha’s verdict on her newest gear: a thick, fur-lined cream coat, complete with its matching pair of gloves and earmuffs. Cute, Sorcha couldn’t help but think, and the color suited Nayra well. From what she had heard from Thancred earlier, Tataru seemed to have put their tastes and preferences into mind when she had prepared the coats. But Nayra’s neck was still somewhat bare. Sorcha returned her attention to her task at hand until she found the thick scarf lodged deep in her drawer. She hooked her fingers around the pale brown fabric and pulled it out.

“You can’t stand the cold,” she said, moving to stand in front of Nayra. Then she wrapped the scarf around Nayra’s neck—one loop, then another, before draping each end of the scarf down her front and back.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

My updated inspo chart! I spent so long editing Sorcha and Leirion's lol Nayra / voice claim: Haruka Tomatsu Kasia / voice claim: Ami Koshimizu Sorcha / voice claim: Yuko Kaida / Sanae Kobayashi Leirion / voice claim: Yoko Hikasa #xivoc

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 28: On Thin Ice In which Kasia and Nayra trek through slippery ice in Garlemald. G | 404 words ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/93474616 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic

“Careful! It’s slippery.”

At Cerulea Ingens, Kasia’s belated warning failed to stop Nayra from losing her footing on the thin layer of ice. She slipped and fell with a resounding oof, her bum aching and shoulders smarting to the seventh hell and back. Kasia rushed toward her, her snow boots finding purchase each step of the way.

She reached toward Nayra and helped her get back up. “You okay?”

“I didn’t hit my head this time, so that’s something.”

Kasia snorted. “You’d think after all those treks through snowy Coerthas, you’d have a better grasp on where to place your foot on the ice.”

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 14 : Against the Grain Azem has never been a stickler to Amaurot's strict rules. G | 765 words | Azem & Venat ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/93412381 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic #venat #azem

Under an auspicious moon, Leirion crouched before a small mound and placed a single white lily atop the ground. Quite the peculiar tradition, she herself had to concur. To respect the deceased by way of a flower offering. ‘Death’ to her people was not an unfamiliar concept, but rather than treating it as a monumental event warranting festivities, by the end of their lifespan, they would simply return to the aetherial sea and have their souls decomposed.

Yet the most curious thing occurred the last time she visited Elpis. It appeared an errant familiar of hers had taken to stroll around the verdant facility while she had been away on an assignment abroad. She’d recalled creating no such humanoid familiar, with fluffy rosy hair and heterochromatic eyes complete with all the feline features she had, admittedly, been quite taken with in the past couple centuries. And yet all the researchers who had greeted her had extolled what a fine specimen she had created, they just had to have the concept for themselves. Intelligent, sentient, capable of performing tasks independent of their masters. Indeed, upon hearing it, Leirion herself would want to have such a familiar as her assistant. It would certainly make all her neglected office works much less bothersome.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 26 : Susurrus Sometime in the Unsundered World, Hermes goes on a picnic under the clear midday sky. G | 556 words | Azem/Hermes ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/93346916 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #azem #hermes #leirmes

The soft rustling of trees whispered under the midday sun. At the Cthonic Horns’ orchard, Hermes picked an apple with a peculiar golden sheen from its high branch. He broke the stem, bringing it close to his face. Its fresh fruity fragrance was enough to draw a rumble from his stomach.

Wrapped around his shoulder, Caduceus let out a delighted hiss.

“‘Tis a good day for a picnic, don’t you think, Caduceus?” Hermes said to his pet snake.

Caduceus’s eyes narrowed in blissful ignorance.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 25 : Cynosure Sorcha once lost one Warrior of Light. She would not lose another. G | 731 words | OC/Meteor ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/93288376 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic

The Warrior of Light. A tiny pang squeezed Sorcha’s chest as she quietly brewed yet more painkiller concoctions. How familiar was the moniker to her, except the visage that rose in her mind lacked the soft rosy locks and red-tipped tail which usually accompanied depictions of the people’s current hero. The warrior Sorcha knew had not a remarkable, nor memorable, face. His chestnut-brown hair was common among Gridanians; the bright blue of his eyes reflected the deep sky far out in the horizon; and the ever-present stubble adorning his jawline would often bristle against her own chin every time they shared stolen kisses in-between missions. The first time Sorcha met him had been in their teen years when he’d been but a new adventurer out on an errand or two outside of Hyrstmill. Fast-forward nine years later, he’d bedecked her finger with a pretty ring with the promise to spend a lifetime together.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

Long white haired FF men voiced by ISHIDA AKIRA !!! 🔥🔥🔥 (But no yea Kuja does look like the warrior of light without his helmet LMAO) I'd wished we got The Darkness of Eternity in XIV but alas :') ALSO NEW ITAHANA ILLUST !!!

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 12: Fusion In which Alisaie and G'raha try out the neotaco now sold at Aunt Tii's taco stand (DT spoilers). G | 779 words | Alisaie & G'raha ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/93230956 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic #grahatia #alisaie

“What in the seventh hell is this?” Lounging in the seats outside Aunt Tii’s taco stand, Alisaie stared with barely concealed shock and bafflement at the… neotaco that now graced her plate. No more was the spilling sauce or sizzling meat or delectably spiced leafy vegetables. In its place was a thin piece of bread wrapped around some kind of paste.

Across her table, G’raha dug into his not-quite taco with as much fervor as he had when he first tasted the dish, though it wasn’t long before the grin on his face dissipated into a rather bemused, half pondering grimace.

“Hm, I’d heard Aunt Tii was expanding her business to Solution Nine but…” He swallowed, then scrutinized the meal like he would an ancient tome. “‘Tis a bit odd, like it’s missing texture.”

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 24: Drift In which Nayra's mind drifts away like a leaf upon the riverbed. G | 360 words ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/93224371 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic

A leaf was bobbing lazily on the gentle current as Nayra sat in one of the many pavilions built atop the lake of Fallgourd Float. It buoyed, in and out of the water and side to side, drifting away aimlessly where the river and the wind took it, past the settlement premises and onto the canal flanked by precipitous cliffs.

In her mind, Nayra followed the stream. She knew the Twelveswood by heart. Even after the Calamity tore the earth apart and altered the landscape of her childhood, she would not find herself lost among these trees.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 10: Upbraiding In which Severian, once again, reprimanded his alchemists G | 376 words ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/93214776 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic

The sun hadn’t reached its peak and Severian Lyctor was already berating their newest recruit at his desk for simply turning the heat too high when distilling water. And now the unpurified libation remained impure and, as their esteemed guildmaster said it, “would rather poison their imbiber rather than grant its desired effect.” One would think a guildmaster would treat their freshly-recruited member with grace, but no, not Severian. Whether they’d joined scarcely three bells ago or three moons ago made no difference. Fail to meet his expectations and they’d be cut from the roster.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

also made my "top" 9 anime and manga lol. yes i'm a huge fan of Mizuho Kusanagi. and yes everyone should read Basara. peak manga. by peak mangaka Yumi Tamura. I still need to read 7 Seeds and Don't Call It Mystery...

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

i've only played a bit of octopath but it introduced me to Nishiki and he is my current favorite composer that is not Uematsu, Soken and his team, Mitsuda, or Okabe lol my9games.net/en/

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

after 6 years i'm writing natsuyuu again T^T uwoghhh i love them so muchhh

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

Commission for @restlessdsm.bsky.social about WoL and Krile's second visit to Treno Thank you so much for trusting me to write this story :D (and letting me indulge on my FF9 love hehe) G | 3.1K | WoL/Krile ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/92982456 #ffxiv #myfic #krile #wolkrile #naycomms

Tracing Roots
by winterune

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The treatment was swift. Krile shared a portion of her aether with the swine familiar and it subsequently wiggled its big flappy ears. It pivoted, wrinkled its snout, and shot a beam of light toward the senseless girl. The people around watched with rapt attention, some with concern for the girl while others with astonishment at the porxie. Krile herself was fixated on her patient’s condition. Tristan, however, couldn’t help noticing the deepening pallor of her skin, nor the sweat beading her temple, the longer the familiar exerted its magick.

The last time Tristan had heard from Krile, she had still been in training with Alisaie on the use of the porxies. Clearly Krile was overexerting herself now.

He shifted his feet, positioning himself slightly behind her so he’d be ready to catch her should she fall, but the beam of light subsided not long after that, and the porxie gave a tiny but audible burp.

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commission

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

*tries out The Adventures of Elliot demo* *hears Koyasu yet again* "Why is this guy everywhere" Shoutout to Kaguya-sama for making this joke in its latest season 😂

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

nayraha for Nayra and G'raha hueheheheh 💕💕 (and also sorcred for Sorcha/Thancred and leirmes for Leirion/Hermes) #xivoc #nayraha

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

I'm sorry but I just find it immensely hilarious whenever I think about them sharing the same seiyuu. two cool genius boys with sister complexes voiced by Ishikawa Kaito lmaoooo

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

I love siscon Koana so much HAHAHAHAHAHA

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

Awww! 🥺🥺 I'd thought it might be some shade of brown or cream. I do love beige widget-club.com/wallpapers/t...

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 11: Oblivion During the fight with Lahabrea, the Warrior of Light dies—or, well... almost. T | 364 words ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/92464916 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic

Silence pressed around her. It was a deep sort of silence, one which resounded within her—

—without her—

—one with no beginning nor end.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

BEASTMASTER NAYRA IS FINALLY CANON 🙌💖💖💖 Now just need to wait for the Falconer-like job to drop and I can finally play Nayra's real job classes in the game #xivoc

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

New challenge: can I get all jobs to 90 before Evercold lol Doubt it but I do plan to keep levelling WAR and also AST (next on my list). I should really do picto...

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

I FINALLY HAVE MY AMARO 😭🙌 forever hate they locked the mount behind achievement when each expac gave us free msq mount :/

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 9 : Boustrophedon With the Final Days now averted, Kasia seeks the home from which she had been taken twenty years ago. G | 760 words ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/92337006 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic

“See here?” He pointed at the first line. “The glyphs all follow the same direction—the right. But then here—” He pointed to the second line; but instead of starting on the left-hand side of the text, his finger dropped to the right-hand side of the second line of the glyphs. “—the text was written from right to left.”

Kasia tried to follow his explanation, altering the way she read the text, and found that Zorig was right. Each alternate line of the glyphs were written in reverse. Now that she had a better grasp of the writing system, somewhere in the back of her mind, she recalled the voice of a wizened lady teaching her the meaning of these glyphs. The memory was but a flitting thing, gone before she could make sense of it. She wondered if the voice had belonged to her grandmother.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 8 : Strain After the events of Ultima Thule, Nayra goes to help in the Cieldalaes project and Kasia goes to check up on her. (EW spoilers) G | 502 words ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/92290801 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic

When Tataru came to them with Merlwyb’s proposition to help develop the uninhabited islands in the Cieldalaes, the only reason Nayra was allowed to take on the venture was that it might provide her the recuperation she needed. Far from the hustle and bustle of city life, and definitely far away from any odd jobs that would strain her far more than she would ever care to admit. She knew her way around a garden and always had a love for beastkins, so Kasia, G’raha, and even Ameliance, thought going to the southern islands might do Nayra some good.

But now look at her. Being pushed around and overworked by a brutal taskmaster. And it was freaking mammet, no less.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 08/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 7: Ignorance is Bliss During the fight of Rhalgr's Reach, Kasia meets an old acquaintance. T | 700 words | WoL & Zenos ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/92224331 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic #zenos #zenoswol

“Oho,” a muffled emotionless voice came from his helm. Through the eye slits of his mask, Kasia swore she saw his pale blue eyes narrow. “I know your face.” A sneer, though his tone remained the same. “One would think the Empire’s prodigy weapon would not stand amongst rabble, but I guess the puppet has cut its strings.” His eyes flicked to her forehead, where a circlet now rested over the recess formed from her previous coronet.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Silence. “Fascinating. You’ve no memory of yourself.”

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 06/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 5: Preservation As the Final Days loom in the horizon, Azem decides to leave the convocation. (EW spoilers) G | 710 words | Azem & Emet-Selch ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/92090911 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic #emetselch #azemet

“If you came hoping I would change my mind, you’re out of luck, Hades.” Her voice was too crisp—she didn’t care if he noticed. She stacked the parchments on her desk, then with a swish of her hand, they vanished into her pocket of aether. A handy creation for traveling. Resize their items and store it in their very own infinite satchel.

Hades stepped across her threshold. “In all our years serving the convocation, I believe this is the first time I’ve come to use that knock for you.” He stopped beside her, his golden gaze boring into the side of her head. “Leirion, think reason!” he implored. “This is the only way we can save our star.”

“I am thinking with reason, Hades.” She let the chill in her voice seep into his name. “But if your idea of preservation means sacrificing our population, then I want no part of it.”

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 4: Surge At the height of the Storm Surge, Queen Sphene is pronounced dead and Captain Otis Velona is approached by the Preservation for their Endless project (DT spoilers) G | 858 words | Otis & Sphene ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/92015161 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic #otis #sphene

Otis was there when the little princess was pronounced dead.

Queen, he corrected himself. Princess Sphene was now Queen Sphene. Such small shoulders to bear worldly responsibilities. He still remembered when she was just a child, barely eight, running after him in the courtyard begging to be taught sword-fighting.

“Princesses should not wield a sword.” He’d crouched down to her eye level, meeting the princess’s pout with a smile of his own. How old was he then? Twenty-three? “That’s why you have me.” He glanced at his second-in-command behind her. “That’s why you have Zelenia.”

“But I want to be able to defend myself!” the princess countered. She swiveled around and pleaded with her personal guard. “I want to be able to fight with you!”

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

I got my first anon hate message in years lmfaooo And whats funny is that i only talked abt the thing here on bsky, never tumblr. And it was a reactionary thread not my full opinion. To think they went to tumblr and sent me a hate message 😂😂😂 even went as far as checking my kofi & that i write fics

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 04/09/2026

continuing my #ffxivwrite2024 fics. Day 10 : Stable In which Nayra learns song magick from Jehantel in an effort to stabilize her imbalanced aether. G | 1.4K | WoL & Jehantel ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/587605... #ffxiv #ffxivwrite #jehantel #myfic

It was more the scent of smoke and burnt lavender rather than the heat from a nearby crackling fire that roused Nayra from her state of unconsciousness. She blinked in the gloom, her bleary eyes making out the faint outline of a hollowed-out trunk’s underside stretching above her. Shadows pressed against the edges of her vision and a pulsing ache in the back of her eyes made its presence known. Nayra’s groan echoed in the silence.

“Ah, finally awake.”

An elderly voice. Followed by leaves crunched underfoot. Nayra made to rise, but the world spun and bile rose to her throat. She coughed, gagging on her own nausea, then pushed herself to her side and retched. Nothing came out except for a bit of spit and drool.

“Careful now.” Strong arms on her shoulders, patting her back, pushing her back down. “The Twelveswood aren’t so friendly with those harboring aether sickness. The Calamity might’ve weakened the elementals considerably, but ‘tis still not a place you’d want to trifle with.”

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 04/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 3: Echelon During a time set before the Sundering, Azem would sometimes stay outside and miss the Convocation's meeting. (EW spoilers) G | 836 words | Azem & Oschon ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/91946516 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic #oschon

She first met him some three hundred years ago, right around the time she took the Seat of Azem. Oschon had been an acquaintance of Venat, a traveler her mentor had met in one of her travels across the star. Even then he had not looked like someone who could live the life of a cityfolk. Despite having been born into Amaurot’s high society, Leirion shared the sentiment. Which was why ever since Venat appointed Leirion as her successor, Leirion had used all the opportunity she could get to spend her time outside.

Like now. When the important annual meeting of the Convocation of Fourteen should be held in about… She glaced at the sky and gauged the time from the angle of the sunlight. Now?

Before her, Oschon’s brows were knitted in confusion. “Should you not be back in Amaurot, though? Last I heard, the Convocation in holding a meeting sometime this week.”

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

I missed FF7R3 trailer drop because I was writing #ffxivwrite2024 prompt lol. Day 9: Lend an Ear One evening, Nayra stays out in the cold and Haurchefant brings her something hot to drink. T | 1K | WoL & Haurchefant ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/587605... #ffxiv #ffxivwrite #haurchefant

“The nights are cold in Coerthas,” he said, as amiable as ever. “You are my esteemed guest. I would hate if you get sick during your stay here. I know you are bored, but response from Ishgard should be coming along in one of these days. I would bid you wait patiently ‘til then.”

“I understand,” Nayra replied with a nod. She pressed her gloved digits against her mug. The wind had stolen what remaining heat from her cocoa and her bones had begun to shiver. Any longer now and she would need more than a hot bath to ward the chill from her body.

Haurchefant noticed her silence. “Or is that not why you have your eyes so fixed on the horizon?”

She took a wordless sip of her cooled drink.

“It does not do you well to keep so many bottled up inside. Tell me what troubles you.”

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

*FINGERS CROSSED FALCONER* ...but I guess they wouldn't reveal new job in 7.56 before JP fanfest

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 2: Register Two years before the start of ARR, Nayra joins the Adventurer's Guild in Limsa Lominsa. G | 807 words | WoL & Baderon ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/91887961 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #myfic

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 02/09/2026

#ffxivwrite2026 Day 1 : Key Upon the Warrior of Light's return from Treno, Miayli's cryptic warning haunts her. (Set after 7.4) G | 680 words ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/91833491 #ffxiv #ffxivwrite #myfic

A word of caution, Keeper of the Key. Be wary, for fate’s regard now falls upon you.

The hum of electrope buzzed in the corners of the Backroom’s resting chamber. Nayra lay on her borrowed bed, eyes awake and refusing sleep. She would like to blame the constant vibration of electricity, or the cold air blowing out of the central vent, for her inability to rest as G’raha had insisted. She had never gotten used to it all. Every time she made the trip to Solution Nine, the most sleep she would get are short bursts of slumber beneath layers of blanket while propped over the couch.

Letting out a soft disgruntled noise, she turned to her side and burrowed herself deeper into her blanket. But now the light was on her eyes, and with it the interdimensional key stading atop the bedside table.

Miayli’s words once again echoed in her mind. Quite the cryptic warning, and not the first Nayra had ever heard.

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 31/08/2026

Thinking about my wol/oc voice claims lol #xivoc

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 27/08/2026

Thrilled to finally share my piece for @clotifanbook.bsky.social ! I had the opportunity to write for Autumn featuring Cloti in high school AU 🍂📖 G | 2.5K | Cloud/Tifa ✍️ archiveofourown.org/works/90941806 Leftovers open on 8/28 ✨ Don't miss out! clotifanbook.bigcartel.com #ff7 #ffvii #cloti #myfic

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nay @ 8.0 HYPE ❄️ @winterune.bsky.social · 24/08/2026

Stormblood you are always peak in my eyes </3 Meffrid, Griffin, Baelsar's Wall, and knowing he's the guy we helped in Quarrymill once upon a time... oof 🥲💔

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