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Eithne (eth・nay) | Gilg | Aether untagged xiv spoilers (she/her) https://eithnecuinn.neocities.org https://archiveofourown.org/users/halftheophany #fic #art #gposers | #wolgraha #wolsid #wolchefant

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Eithne @halftheophany.bsky.social · Oct 17

Hello! This is my FFXIV containment bsky account, I won't be too strict about it, but most of what I post will be FFXIV related.

→ Art! (original&comm'd)*
→ OC posting!*
→ Gen. FFXIV updates (raid! chores!)
→ Fics*

*These will also be uploaded to my WOLsite!
eithnecuinn.neocities.org

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🐍Rii 🐍 @lycheesnake.bsky.social · 57m

To see a brighter tomorrow.

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🌱 UC @beaknettle.bsky.social · 1h

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Moby Dick @mobydickatsea.bsky.social · 4h

Now, I care not who maintains the contrary, but all this is both foolish and unnecessary.

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はるお @haruosou39.bsky.social · 4h

zeroさんに描いていただいたエアスケブヴァルシャンくん……キャンバスアートにさせていただきました……っ！！！飾らせていただきます……っっ🙏✨✨（なにか問題ありましたら遠慮なくっっっ）

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kiht 🌙 @st4rcr0ss.bsky.social · 6h

bloodhounds

#kihtpose | #zenos

Zenos stands against a white background with a red tinted spotlight cast on him, looking to the side and clasping his hands to cast the shadow of a hound's head on the wall behind him. His pupil reflects red.

Kiht stands the same, light tinted blue. She looks towards Zenos, her own hands casting the same hound head shadow. Her pupils also reflect red.

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青空あずま @otyasitene.bsky.social · 15h

ぐぶ

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Rom🍙 @rom-20over.bsky.social · 4d

ｸﾗ~ｲｳﾞ🌹❗️

Eithne @halftheophany.bsky.social · 6h

Omg I hadn't seen her before!!! Cutie!!!

Eithne @halftheophany.bsky.social · 6h

Alright that's all of them 🫠 I was busy this year...

Eithne @halftheophany.bsky.social · 6h

📖 channel

from ffxivwrites2025
#eithne #ffxiv #fic

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Channel

The Twelveswood always knew her own, but that the Elementals would embrace their prodigal child so easily still took Eithne by surprise.

The Padajali hemmed and hawed at the crystal's resonance, A–Ruhn–Senna's disdain in conflict with Raya-O-Senna's wonder. A–Ruhn spoke true—the Elemental's secrets were to be guarded—yet little did he know that Warders had protected the Everschade for millenia, and that the Veena held their own Hearer traditions parallel to the Padjali dozens of yalms away. While their people pranced with the Gridanians in their endless expansion, the Veena had ever held strong to the will of the Twelveswood.

That the young mages knew nothing of the Veena of Moonbow spoke of a level of youth and ignorance that Kan-E doubtlessly foresaw— and yet here they were, hoping to soothe the Elementals to continue feeding the sprawling city. No wonder they had failed, and the crystal chosen another inheritor.

Eithne stifled the scoff, tucking the irritation away deep within her stomach, as Raya-O continued to speak of ancient law and sacred knowledge. She carefully controlled her heartbeat at A-Ruhn's constant rejection. The traditions they spoke of had been enacted alongside the Veena's— similar teachings passed down to her in kithood. Two lines of magic passed down in parallel, never meant to converge.

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She would have to swallow her pride as a child of the Twelveswood, for the truth was that Eithne had become neither Hearer nor Warder. The wisdom of the Elements would have remained out of reach were it not for this opportunity. There was a comfort to that— the Mothercrystal would guide her kit to their destiny, so long as she walked in her light.

Walk she did, until she stood before the Guardian Tree to protect the Twelveswood just as she had always dreamed. She settled her feet into the damp earth and let her body become a conduit. In an instant her body flared to life with the wood's aether, her blood singing with the wind, the birdsong. Natural, instinctual. The question of her being finally answered in this moment of singular oneness.

She was born to do this.

Eithne @halftheophany.bsky.social · 6h

📖 two birds with one stone

from ffxivwrites2025
#thancred #ffxiv #fic

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two birds with one stone

He finds them in the Hortorium. Eithne knelt before the young Minfillia with uncharacteristic gentleness, a small leaf glowing with strange patterns held between their hands. The child had been late for training, unusual for the girl whose feet only ever stepped in his footprints, and Thancred was forced to search for her across the Crystarium— unacceptable, by any trainer's standards.

"Minfillia."

The girl's head snapped from her curious reverie, her eyes wide with fear. It never failed to scrape at his heart, the look such worlds apart from his Minfillia's reaction when she was closer to her age. Yet it was fitting, considering that this was not the real Minfillia, and Thancred too was no longer the same child he was back then.

Before Minfillia could speak, leaf clutched to her chest, Eithne moved to stand between them. "Forgive me for not telling you, but I'd like to spend some time with Minfillia before we leave the Crystarium."

"Is that so?" Thancred crossed his arms, impatient. "I'm afraid it'll have to wait 'till supper. She's got training."

"I-It's alright, Eithne… We can—"

"She's trained every afternoon this week. When will you let her body rest and actually grow all those muscles?"

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This was so typical of her. Five years apart and he could still predict every twitch and wrinkle in her minimal expressions. Still, his patience had grown thin on the First, and he felt anger trailing cold levin through his veins.

"Same way any spy has." Same as I did, in Sharlayan. "If your goal was to criticize, I would rather you not waste my time with this game of hide-and-seek. Is that why you kept her in the bowels of this city?"

"Eithne, r-really—"

"I don't spend every waking moment thinking of subterfuge." Unlike you, his mind tacked onto the end at her steely words. Eithne peered over her shoulder at the frazzled child. "What would you like to do, Minfillia? Its your choice."

Her choice? Would it be her choice to find herself with a knife to the throat or under a sin eater's claws? Would those protecting her have much of a choice than to throw themselves before danger in her stead? Eithne of all people would know of the risks— the lack of aether in his veins and the milky white of Y'shtola's eyes were constant reminders of that. There were precious little choices in life, and he'd make sure the ones Minfillia could make would be worthwhile.

"I—"

Thancred glanced at Minfillia, certain of the deep scowl that Eithne had shaped on his features but caring little to fix it. The girl would know. He had trained with her, broken bread with her, raised her from the empty shell of the Oracle into a halfway decent child. Minfillia would know that in order to stay with them, she would need to fight.

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Minfillia peered up at Eithne, the preternatural brightness of her eyes now dimmed. "I'm so sorry… I-I'll come see you at supper, alright Eithne?"

Eithne looked down at her silently, before patting her head. "Alright."

"Warrior of Darkness or not, don't neglect your own training, Eithne." Thancred spoke again once Minfillia had stepped into his shadow once more. "We both know what happens, should you falter."

Eithne @halftheophany.bsky.social · 6h

📖 bisect

from ffxivwrites2025
#zenos #ffxiv #fic

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Bisect

The binary distinction between heart and mind had never been clearer to Zenos than now.

That her heart beat with such quickness, that her flesh remained ever tensed with nervous energy, had not surprised him. It was not the peculiarities of her anatomy—the way her natural stance rested her weight just so to allow quick footed escapes, or how her ears twitched at the smallest sound in the wintry wild of Garlemald—that had fed the flame of curiosity. Rather it was her mind, each thought spilling onto the previous one, racing faster and louder towards some yet-undiscovered realization, just out of reach.

For as long as he had walked across this star, silence was his constant companion. His thoughts skated atop smooth frozen lakes, the wind still and the world stagnant— never to interact with the body that held them. Outside of the hunt, his heart never fluttered off beat, his hands never shook, as the endless books and novels he had consumed in his empty childhood led him to think they should. It was only ever in the hunt where the candle of his life roared to life, and his blood sang with the joy of existence.

Yet here he was, in her body, experiencing it all in various shades of color— even the barren snowy landscape took on a new hue through her eyes.

It was a thrill like no other.

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When he had hopped into lesser man's body he had felt a whisper of it, but the short jaunt across the tundra had been the most he had ever felt— well, anything. Excitement entwined with fear, a stray thought sending her heart into a wild thrash against her ribcage; that she could get anything done with this endless torrent of emotion defied belief.

"Where have you been? We've been worried sick!"

Then, looking down on the petulant Elezen and red-headed Miqo'te, he felt it. A rush of emotion he had no name for, no precedent.

Was this what he lacked? Zenos realized that for Eithne, the ability to surpass ones limits appeared to lay somewhere beyond the realm of strength and intellect, something tangled between boundary of body and soul. Even with her soul gone, she still remained in some way— her body awakened to a frenzy that threatened to swallow his soul whole as he peered down through her eyes.

He thought of slicing their necks and her body screamed, stomach churning, her heart rising to her throat. That her body fought him with every bit of strength even without its master was fascinating, but that it managed to color is barren soul with its frenetic energy was worthy of being called a miracle. For a brief instance, he felt a yearning long laid dormant—

"Sadly, that is all we have time for today."

Then, it was sliced clean off.

Eithne @halftheophany.bsky.social · 6h

It's a crime that I think about him so much and don't write it!! 😭 Get out of my head!!!

Eithne @halftheophany.bsky.social · 7h

Might get a little silly and write out some Thancred. Might thancredpost For Fun. Who knows

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Stella @ 7.4 Waiting Room (Thank you Dawntrail) @azuremoonlights.bsky.social · 3d

Someone on etsy is making ASCIAN MASKS FOR LABUBUS????????????

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Sundown @sundownageha.bsky.social · 10h

Thancred Waters (A Realm Reborn)

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Hyur | #Thancred | #Blender | #Render

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emotions scrapbook (returned) @affectingbot.bsky.social · 9h

How do you apologize for that? He thinks, staring at the image. In it, he looks like a man at peace with himself, and a pang of yearning blooms in his chest.

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shiho @shihoran.bsky.social · 12h

they found him #ffxiv

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zero_una @zerou-pan.bsky.social · Oct 17

ういうい！フォローありがとう。では見てくれこっちでも。おじさんを。
#FF14 zerou_🎨

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アシエン・キモオタク @wnupani.bsky.social · Jun 14

アイエス

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✧✦✧read my comic✧✦✧ @fragments.gay · 14d

#grahatia

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🌟🌛Saphyra of Celestial Skies🌜🌟 @saphyra-starcaller.bsky.social · 3d

The Mariposa Queen
🦋
#Saphtober2025 (Mariposa)

Saphyra, dressed in a teal butterfly gown, standing in front of a mirror portal to a fantasy castle.

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Untamed FFXIV Creature Zine @Preorders✨ @ff14untamedzine.bsky.social · 13h

✨ "Gosh, he's a fast doggy!" -Nashu Mhakaracca

Venat's loyal familiar, Argos joins the Untamed Triple Triad collection! 🌟

illus. Tiffany Le
#ffxiv #finalfantasyxiv #argos

Argos Triple Triad Card

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台羽正 @tadashidaiba.bsky.social · 7h

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Jackdu @vavafle.bsky.social · 10h