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varlineau.etheirys.social
emi kozakura 🌸
@varlineau.etheirys.social
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full time warrior of light 🍡 part time chaos gremlin dessert connoisseur
#emirin ☆ #emistinien ☆ #hwera

emi varlineau @ brynhildr ✨ @liatrelle.etheirys.social
⇢ currently 3.0 ng+; potential spoilers through 7.0


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emi kozakura 🌸 @varlineau.etheirys.social · Nov 30
#emistinien don't mind me just pinning this amazing set 💖
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liatrelle.etheirys.social
002 • after laughter

1031 words; while you slept au [post-endwalker before 6.1];
#ffxiv #wysau #haurchefant #emirin
The waning sun made the foyer glow with all the warmth golden hour could provide, shimmering across the gold accented walls through the large panel windows. It reminded Emi of her time living here during the war; when on sunny summer evenings she, Tataru, and Alphinaud would have their pre-dinner hot chocolate in the gazebo next to the manor. Sometimes Haurchefant would join them, his laughter ringing out through the crisp air and down to the walkway below. Whenever she allowed herself to belly laugh, her own snorts and giggles would carry in harmony with her icy-haired friend's. Ser Zephirin must have hated their laughter, must have wished it to end forever. It very nearly did; Emi certainly hadn't laughed the same since. She carefully slipped her flats off and went digging through the closet for the old slippers she had left here. It had become habit to leave a pair of slippers in every abode she considered a home; currently the count was up to five. Her oldest pair resided in her childhood home of Shiokaze Hostelry, though they were from her early twenties pre-adventuring days. These fluffy pair were her second ones, gifted by Tataru their first Starlight in Ishgard. She had intended to bring them with her once she moved out into her own place after...the incident, but both Edmont and Artoirel insisted that she was like a daughter and a sister to them respectfully. So she left them behind. That left her apartment in the Crozier, her suite in Meghaduta, and the Leveilleur Estate - all much newer slippers (and nicer ones, as funds had improved during her journeys). The doorman had given her entry but was as perplexed as she was to the fact that the house was quieter than usual. He knew Haurchefant was home, but assumed he must be resting. He did that a lot these days, Emi noticed. Her heart weighed heavy at the thought as she shuffled forward towards the North wing of Fortemps Manor. It had been roughly a few years, but it seemed the guilt she carried in these halls was as heavy and profound as the first few days. Every time the scent of medicinal herbs and concoctions hit her, a new wave of remorse would wash over her. She wasn't sure how Estinien could tolerate it, given his heightened senses; surely the scents were so engulfing as to give him continual headaches. Mayhap that was why he was always so surly while keeping watch. *"It should've been me! You sweet, foolish man...it should've...been me..."* The words she had wailed over Haurchefant's comatose body had become a mantra, a burden she never truly learned how to carry properly or let go of. It was a weight that didn't drag her down but *anchored* her, frozen in time at the Vault. Sure, she had gone on with her life, seen new horizons and distant worlds. But this place was frozen in time and she with it. As Emi raised her hand to knock on the suite's door, she heard murmuring from within. Haurchefant's personal doctor, from the sound of it. A sliver of light washed the left side of the frame, and she realized the heavy oak door had been mistakenly left slightly ajar. She turned to walk away - this was none of her business, after all. But then she heard Haurchefant speak, and she froze. "Surely one day I will be able to do basic drills again, at least?" Emi stifled her breath with her hand, both to hear better and to not give herself away. She knew she shouldn't eavesdrop, and she felt terrible about it, but she was pulled towards the ordeal all the same. "Afraid not," the doctor replied. "You'd be right blessed by Halone indeed if you were even able to walk at length without assistance in the future. Mine apologies, good ser," he continued regretfully. "As you're aware, the nerve damage is unfortunately extensive." She risked the tiniest peek through the sliver and saw her friend crestfallen, leaning against the cane he had been using after waking up. "I see..." Haurchefant said. "I still wish to return to Dragonhead, to run it proper, even if I am no longer able to be involved in the more physically demanding aspects and must sit behind my desk like a spoiled lordling." Emi's heart leapt into her throat and got stuck there when she heard the third voice enter the fray - she would recognize that scathing chuckle anywhere. "Doubtful anyone should ever confuse you for that lout," Estinien mocked. She hadn't seen him through the opening, but it made sense for him to be present - he was the one who kept vigil over Haurchefant the most in the years prior. "I must press upon how crucial it is you get ample rest," the doctor rebutted. "From what I have heard, Ser Emmanellain has ran the camp well in your stead; pray do consider turning over the reins officially to him. The issue of rest aside, the terrain and fauna are quite hostile for one in your condition." The silence that followed was agonizing. Haurchefant finally broke it with a cracked "Very well." Emi could listen no longer, for the guilt had gone from emotional weight to physical pain. Blinking back warm tears, she stepped slowly away from the door. *It's all my fault, it's all my fault, if I had never ran after Thordan--* She nearly tripped over one of the staff that had shown up to deliver Haurchefant towels for his post physical therapy bath. Thankfully, her hand was still over her mouth so when she yelled it was muffled, though that did nothing for the surprise of the maid who cried out in reflex. Emi offered the quickest apology she could while catching the rags and towels, shoving them haphazardly back into the arms of the woman before bolting down the corridor. All she could do was pray that she wasn't recognized, that it wasn't known how long she had been standing there listening to her best friend be told he could never be the man he once was ever again.
February 11, 2026 at 4:31 AM
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liatrelle.etheirys.social
001 • our song

536 words; canon [heavensward 3.0]; #emistinien #ffxiv
Estinien wasn't sure when he first noticed her voice. Emi could sing, of that he knew. When they first met - well, technically not when they first met, as he had only lobbed a few clipped, offended words to her and a promise to see her again - she was a bard of some moderate renown. Her voice often rang out clear over the battlefield, and she must have manipulated the very aether around them for he felt emboldened whenever she did. "More dangerous than a siren, you are," he had commented to her begrudingly one night as they made camp and she softly hummed, giving them the strength to pitch shelter despite their weary muscles. But when had he noticed? Truly and well noticed how her rhythm either matched the cadence of his own heart, or mayhap she had been setting his tempo this whole time? Leaning against the wall on the far side of the tavern, he grunted, taking a swig from his tankard as Emi tuned her lute in front of the hearth. The way the flames danced next to her made the light tips of her scales come alive. Was it unreasonable to wonder if she commanded the very beat of life itself? Fury take me, she's turned me into a swiving poet. Annoyance aside, Estinien found himself wondering if it was so bad - the part about having hope, not the inane shite about flowery words and metaphors. Life seemed to bend itself to her, and he had to admit, he never would have expected to have accomplished quite so much in such a short time. He'd spent years fighting roving members of Nidhogg's horde, preparing for the day when he would fell his nemises at last. It wasn't quite so easy; the two of them had accomplished the feat at the Aery a few days prior, but the eye he prized from his foe belonged to another. The rancor burned within when he discovered how empty he felt, as though the great wyrm was still taunting him from beyond the grave through the one true eye he carried. His armor being corrupted amplified the effect, and he was full glad to be out of it currently. Her voice was the only thing that muffled the din of Nidhogg's rage. Estinien would never tell Emi that; he would never be vulnerable in such a way. But when he was channeling the blood rage, high on battle, losing the edges of his existence to the wyrm's inferno, her voice was often the only sound that could reach him, that could guide him back to what little remained of himself. Twas almost as infuriating as the knowing smile Aymeric had given him the day after the celebration when he admitted she had taken him outside and shoved her tongue in his mouth and he had let her. Hells, he had over a foot on her and was twice her weight, he could've easily stopped her. Could've easily resisted the way she yanked his armor so he met her at her level. Even in his intoxicated state, he could've -- The thought was lost the second she began singing an old Coerthan folk song.
February 10, 2026 at 3:50 AM
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liatrelle.etheirys.social
lil preview of my new project born of regency/bridgerton brainworms :)
This author has several opinions of who the key players might be, but I shall not declare any as such until I have had the privilege to observe all of the season's eligible hopefuls. I shall, however, report on the facts. Lord Aymeric is still single at thirty-two winters, and with the war efforts subsiding he should have time to socialize and potentially find a match. But will he be interested in participating, or are his duties as Lord Commander his true and only love? As for our hero, Ser Estinien, word has it his two best - and noble - friends were able to sway the Holy See into recognizing him and his late family as nobility, much to his displeasure, I am sure. Lord Aymeric was seen carrying special documents and insisting his friend needs to 'secure his future.' The only thing more shocking than the war ending would be the fearsome dragoon's participation in the season, indeed.
February 8, 2026 at 4:54 PM
varlineau.etheirys.social
met da pope #hwera
emi standing in front of archbishop thordan as he sits on the throne
January 30, 2026 at 12:45 AM
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liatrelle.etheirys.social
take me to the place where the heavens are haunted
and i'll pray to the cross you bear ⊹ฺ #emistinien #ffxiv #hwera
emi talking to estinien inside the congregation, she's wearing the baronial top, tycoon hairpins, and a long ponytail; he has his drachen mail emi and estinien talking outside of gorgagne mills in the snow. he's in the drachen mail set but his hair is down and his helm is off, she's in her drg set (voidmoon top and pants, tiamat gloves)
January 29, 2026 at 3:27 PM
varlineau.etheirys.social
had a nice reprieve with @wolrosettascrimes.bsky.social and our new friend castel after helping artoirel out at falcon's nest 🩷
emi (raen au ra), castel (duskwight elezen) and ro (seeker of the sun miqo'te) sitting in the gazebo outside of fortemps manor. emi is sipping tea while castel is thinking and ro is smiling & looking at the other two
January 27, 2026 at 4:07 AM
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gaebolging.bsky.social
January 26, 2026 at 3:41 AM
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liatrelle.etheirys.social
treacherous / 641 words / epilogue

just a lil closure companion piece that i wrote where emi reflects on some new discoveries about herself and estinien

❄️ write.ellipsus.com/edit/bd2bc9f...
He had even confided to her that she reminded him a lot of his dearest friend - bow-wielding, determined, and loyal to a fault. They even both showed signs of idealism, though Emi's ideals were a bit more worldly and self-sacrificing than Aymeric's. Despite all of this - being rewarded for staying, and being let in at mealtimes and nights plagued by insomnia and Nidhogg's dark verses - she could not recall a single instance where being near him felt like that. To say nothing of what almost -
January 14, 2026 at 1:46 AM
varlineau.etheirys.social
dude i just want to learn about this dragon that said the covenant bound him to me??? why are you being weirdly cryptic
Estinien That Ishgard would resort to sending coin-starved adventurers after me... I know not whether to laugh or feel insulted. Estinien Th-The Eye! It rouses...for another!? emi and estinien facing each other several films apart after first meeting (putting my tags here bc this is an important lore moment lol #emirin #emistinien) Estinien Our paths shall cross again. You can be sure of it.
January 14, 2026 at 3:53 AM
varlineau.etheirys.social
i've uh. had better days
emi getting pierced through the chest by a ray of light from midgardsormr stealing hydaelyn's blessing
January 14, 2026 at 1:39 AM
varlineau.etheirys.social
i may have important boring meetings to go to but at least i show up to them looking good 😌
emi flying the regalia mount outside of camp dragonhead emi flying the regalia mount outside of camp dragonhead
January 12, 2026 at 12:44 AM
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liatrelle.etheirys.social
the archer / 7.1k words / rp thread

set in a dsr-style au where haurchefant lives, but it has devastating ripple effects for everyone around him. for one, estinien never went on his journey of self-healing, and emi copes with being the warrior of light poorly

🏹 write.ellipsus.com/edit/1a922c6...
"It all gets to be a bit too much," she answered wistfully, and honestly, punctuating it with a light exhale. "You...you know how they are. They mean well but..." Trailing off into a fog of implications for Estinien to decide the meaning of, Emi offered a slight shrug. "It was less about being alone and more about just being away from their fussing. Their concern. For..." Her head hung and her voice faltered; this time it didn't trail off so much as it just refused to work, refused to say the words. 'For you. For me. For all the foolish and exhausted souls they hold dear to them and wish they could fix with kind words and transparent gestures. For the fact that they're convinced I'm the only person who can get through to you, who can still reach you, despite you being more stranded than ever. They want me to work a miracle, Estinien. But how can I hold on to someone who doesn't want to be found? Who doesn't take issue with his current predicament, who accepted the fact that the star has basically left him behind. What happens when I break too? When I can no longer carry the weight of myself and the responsibility of keeping you from the proverbial edge everyone is terrified of you dancing on?'
January 5, 2026 at 2:54 AM
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lady-deborel.bsky.social
In the full swing of things at the #HeavensturnBall! Why yes, Ser #Aymeric is a fantastic dancer!
January 5, 2026 at 3:35 AM
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wolrosettascrimes.bsky.social
She’s made it to the #HeavensturnBall at Fortemps Manor! The manservant has already tried challenging her to a TT challenge… but she very much didn’t bring her cards. Oops.

She could *maybe* do with a lil saving!
Rosetta (pink-and-white-haired Miqo’te/catgirl), dressed in the Neo-Ishgardian set of maiming (cherry pink), the Bunny Tights (unseen, but rolanberry red) and wearing Dragoness’ Fortemps wedding ring, stands in front of the House Fortemps manservant who you can challenge to a Triple Triad challenge. She’s smiling awkwardly. Again, Rosetta’s smiling awkwardly at the manservant. He’s probably trying to challenge her to a challenge while she’s just trying to have a good night. She has nothing against him, she just doesn’t have her cards. Rosetta, slightly worn out from that mildly awkward social interaction, sits on the circular sofa within Fortemps Manor. Ro, still sitting upon the couch, beams up at whoever has called her.
January 4, 2026 at 11:19 PM
varlineau.etheirys.social
won't be able to make the event tonight but i'm looking forward to seeing everyone's glams!! sending my love, hope you all have a delightful evening 🩷
January 4, 2026 at 11:27 PM
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lady-deborel.bsky.social
The lord and lady de Borel arriving to the Fortemps ball in style!

#FortempsBalls #HeavensturnBall
January 4, 2026 at 9:16 PM
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deborel.bsky.social
So that is where it went...
glassguillotine.bsky.social ✧ GLASS ✧ @glassguillotine.bsky.social · Jan 4
bro went on a booty call and stole his wallpaper
January 4, 2026 at 2:55 AM
varlineau.etheirys.social
a couple of favorites from the other day 🩷 #ffxiv #emirin #gpose
emi standing in ishgard, wearing all deep navy blue and black armor emi standing in ishgard, wearing all deep navy blue and black armor. she has a cute smile and her eyes are closed
January 4, 2026 at 2:15 AM
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hanurel.bsky.social
when i think about it, if i met a former navy seal who'd decided "oh shit we're the baddies, fuck war" and quit and decided to become a traveling foodie i think i would probably be down horrendous too. estinien enjoyers i understand and respect you so much
January 2, 2026 at 4:15 AM
varlineau.etheirys.social
seems haurchefant is sad that the... garments he wanted for @wolrosettascrimes.bsky.social were absconded by the heretics 😔
Haurchefant Needless to say, frippery so...revealing...is not so easily had in these parts. 'Tis a shame to see it lost.
January 2, 2026 at 1:07 AM
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tswiftlyrics.swifties.social
365/365
Black text on white background reading: Long story short, I survived.
December 31, 2025 at 5:18 AM
varlineau.etheirys.social
preview of my heavensward glam 🩷
emi (raen au ra) now with a longer black haired ponytail and slight dark purple streaks in her bangs also she's wearing the belt leather top (the leather dyed ink blue), the endwalker dragoon tiamat gauntlets, the arr dragoon artifact pants (ink blue dyed metal) and the queen of hourne boots (ink blue dyed) her back is to the camera & she's facing the entrance to the congregation
December 31, 2025 at 4:56 AM
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seadragoon.bsky.social
I already mentally do this with @varlineau.etheirys.social. Estinien wandered off one day and showed back up with a wife lol. And now Sidra and Emi bully Estinien as a tag team lol.
darlingthecat.bsky.social Darling :3 @darlingthecat.bsky.social · Dec 26
Personalized copy of FF14 where it the game just keeps throwing your oomfs OCs into the background of cutscenes and never acknowledges it.
December 26, 2025 at 3:11 PM
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gaebolging.bsky.social
frecklestinien?
December 10, 2025 at 3:32 AM
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tswiftlyrics.swifties.social
Black text on white background reading: When it's, “Burn the bitch,” they’re shrieking. When the truth comes out, it’s quiet.
December 10, 2025 at 2:57 AM