The Freelance Angel
I like writing about women, weak and strong, pathetic and heroic. I like writing about men, ditto. And all the variants of men and women, beasts and demons. ~ Tanith Lee
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Worlds apart, thousands live their lives. Some briefly, others extending their years far beyond what they should. Some happily, others awash in tears. There are good and evil, noble and selfish, timid and foolhardy amongst us all. {FFXIV Main; Anon is ON --
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Blog Guide for the Unwary

Individual Characters:
  (I mean I have… a LOT of them but these are the four main girls)

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C'allie Kyho: a Seeker of the Sun raised tribal-style and believes every “nunh” is a failure, save her father C’kyho. Her life is full, due to her being polyamorous with four spouses and one “side piece,” as well as dealing with a growing collection of children and one fat fuck of a cat. 

 ~ Carrd, Tag

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Annalei d’Latu: a Veena Viera psychopathic murderous bitchbunny extraordinare who lusts after magical mastery, blood, aether, and mint desserts. (Not necessarily in that order.) She’s viciously married, easily angered and quick to violence. So she’s quite the catch!

~  Carrd, Blog, Tag 
   –Seifer d’Latu (Anna’s IC husband, played by my OOC husband) 

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Summer Bellmayne: a mystel raised in Il Mheg by the pixies with who makes a very, very comfortable living writing overblown romance novels. Rather like her fae relatives, she’s capricious and cruel and cheerful and friendly. 

Carrd, Tag

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Esti Kyton: a Seeker of the Sun raised… on the edges of a thriving tribe, she went from the frying pan to the fire when she left home. An aerial acrobat, a barista, a gentle heart, and a wounded soul, she just wants to be at peace. Perhaps one day.

~  Carrd, Tag

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Other Subjects: 

Rogues’ Gallery Carrd 
  (Look, I make a lot of alts for Discord RP I might as well have a place to list them, right? This has the ones like Leti-Mao and Pythia and Ilya.)

Angel’s Warrior of Light AU
 (I was fine not having a WoL until Endwalker punched me in the face, so now I have Meli Iliakos and her “Scions of the Seventh Noonish” adventuring friends who’ve been fighting alongside her and the ACTUAL Scions since their first encounter with Titan.)

Screenshots 
  (So, so many screenshots…)

Landscapes 
  (Eorzean scenery!)

Asks/Replies 
  (Both the prompt lists and the replies)

OOC Blather 
  (I promise no quality control for what is here)

Signal Boost 
  (Usually for others’ events)

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I’m Angel! I play FFXIV (Mateus on the Crystal Data Center) and spend a good 90% of my time in the game stuck in GPose. I work graveyard shifts, so I’m not a member of any RP FCs (alas!) and honestly, in game RP is a thing of the past 99% of the time. I’m married to Seifer d’Latu’s player, spend most of my time consuming books, love horror movies and good stories. I promise I only bite my husband, so feel free to wave at me if you see me in game (probably on Anna) or ping me if you just want someone to chat with!

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it's time for the duplicitous sluts to unionize

@luck-and-larceny ok but when and where?

C'allie’s ready to pitch in


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In her dreams, she revisits home.

With the cool clasp of a rich emerald and a gold band on her left hand, reminding her of how she came to the house, and the scent of lilacs in the air telling her that it is her house.

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She knows it is a dream. Knows well that the bedchamber down the hall will be empty. That she cannot return to the kitchen to put the kettle on the fire.

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And even knowing that, knowing she will wake soon enough, she smiles. How can she not? She stood here, overlooking the front door, many times, anticipating the clicking latch when he came home.

It’s a dream, and she closes her eyes in it, half-wishing to open her eyes to the inn room she’s sleeping in.

And half-wishing… more than half, actually… to stay in the dream, in the past where she’d known the banal comfort of happiness.

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Hi all. If anyone is interested, I have another bluesky code to give away. Whoever likes this post first (mutuals only) gets it.

I don't mind if you want to give it to someone else, use it yourself or w/e, just keep in mind it notifies me when you use it. :)

I also have several Bluesky codes available, so if Sea runs out, hit me up and I’ll hurl one at you.


ffxiv gives you a special incurable disease where you become convinced uour wol is the specialest guy in the universe. mine really is though.

What funny is even though my WoL is the specialest guy in the universe (obviously), it also makes me convinced other people's WoLs are also the specialest guy in the universe. Their universe, of course, not mine. But it still counts!


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"I failed you.

When they were given a moment of privacy, these were the first three words that he whispered, against her tear-stained cheek, struck her core, dismantling her from within. He could not see her quivering lips beyond the white bandage, nor the silent complaint made by her hands against his proclamation. What followed was a broken sob and a strained apology as his forehead pressed to hers. His face was pallid, his skin cool to the touch, but he was alive, he was breathing, and he was with her.

“I am sorry, my lady,” her body reacts with a shudder as he expressed deep regret at not obtaining the treasure, he sought to claim for her, she could only fathom how long this has festered in his mind, taken root in his heart.

Her fingers found his lips, pressed gingerly against them. He had no reason to apologize, for his actions were noble, but if his life was taken for this wish to grant her voice, she rather be silent for all of her lifetimes ..than lose him in this one they shared.

“I wanted to find it for you, to prove to your clan my worth and earn your hand, and I couldn't --” he managed against her fingertips, but soon found himself leaning into her opened palm, wanting nothing more than to feel the comforting touch of his loved one. It had been, what he felt like, moons since he last was able to find comfort in such intimacy. She did not pull back, and he felt the tension in his muscles relax when her other hand fell to the cut of his jaw.

There was much she wished to tell him with this time granted, that of all the treasures in this world, this feeling of relief held far more worth than anything physical.

Her touch parted from his features, and he felt her body suddenly crush his own into a firm embrace, pulling the haori he wore between her slender, trembling fingers. He could feel her chest rise and fall with each heartbreaking, shallow breath, feel the dampness sink into the cloth upon his shoulder.

“Lady Takahashi,” he began as his nose pressed against her lilac hair, pressed his lips to those silken tresses to take in her perfume. For some time all he knew was the aroma of ointments and balms, the floral tones upon her skin felt like a faraway dream, one he believed would dissolve into memory.

“ I..love you,” these were the last three words that fell away from his lips with a long exhale. Before he left, he confessed this to her father, he wanted to tell her and offer his whole life to her when the time was appropriate. But, with all of the circumstances working against them, now seemed to be the best time, he was not sure if he would be afforded another opportunity.

She knew already, she had always known, but even in knowing his feelings, hearing it stoked a flame within her that she had tried desperately to keep alive.

I love you. I love you.

The words would not grace his ears, but she would demonstrate it, when he was able to leave, she would show him the amount of love she held in her heart, how it mended the anguish she had felt for several moons since their parting. However, that would need to wait..

She was asked away by the healer who arrived to care for his injury. Before she departed he felt the warmth of her breath melt upon his lips, and the faintest touch that forced his lips to part in anticipation.

Her arms unraveled from his frame, fingers trailed over his golden hair and cupped his cheeks to allow a moment for her hands to chart the curvature of his visage. He could not see it, for now, but he felt it upon his lips..

..ghostly touch of her smile.


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Extremely rare, but not entirely unheard of, were the times when Anna could not defend herself. Although that which she summoned would perform the duties she’d given it, only Seifer could bear her when she could no longer carry herself.

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All that she summoned knew to obey his voice as well, and Seifer knew how to use what she created almost as effectively as her.

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GPoser Problems: needing to save a half-done pose and back out of photo mode to strip a character’s underwear because the thong isn’t IVCS-enabled and you need to move a butt cheek


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“Living servants are frustrating, always demanding to be paid or respected. The dead are far preferable. They do exactly as told without fuss and they’re always simply delighted to be ordered about.”

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“I much prefer summoning a new bodyguard as opposed to hiring one.”


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Come join Cirque for a blood-curdling production of Little Shop of Horrors!

  • When: Saturday, Oct 28th at 9pm EST
  • Where: Crystal, Mateus, Lav Beds, Ward 10, House 3

Celebrate the art of theatre in-game in FFXIV with us! There will be music, choreography, and lots of... well... blood! And plants.