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slackertherubycat · 7 months

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Fire and Ice

#clive rosfield #jill warrick #ff16 #final fantasy #square enix #clive x jill #cliji #ffxvi ifrit #ffxvi shiva

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kingcael · 9 months

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From the silence to a distant sky

Fill your heart with an unwavering love

#cael does art #ffxvi #clive rosfield #Ifrit #ffxvi Ifrit #I’m actually not finished the game yet but #Clive is great #I should have Clive prints for Kupocon London in September

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thirstywaffles · 7 months

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Eikon of fire...?

#doodley #artists on tumblr #digital art #illustration #final fantasy xvi #final fantasy 16 #ffxvi #ff16 #ifrit #ffxvi ifrit

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itsmeishmi · 9 days

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I adore Ifrit from XVI so so muchhhhh! I hope Clive has fun in the new DLC! I can't wait to play it later!!!

#shmiart #final fantasy #ffxvi eikon #ffxvi clive #ffxvi #ifrit ffxvi #ff16 #clive rosfield #ffxvi ifrit

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haelyonn · 10 months

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OUTLAW 🔥

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hiebies · 10 months

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can i get a kiss? (your lips on mine)

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ | desc; to share in a gentle passion, the press of skin to skin in the most authentic way one knows how.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ | pairings; clive rosfield : cidolfus telamon : dion lesage : jill warrick -> x gn!reader

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ | mlist : p1

kissing clive is like a bonfire in the cooler months. the smoke, his eyes, follow you from a distance and you feel it more intensely the closer you move to him, to a warm body and warmer hands. the bonfire, clive, is warming you when your bodies are close, radiating all that is important in such a moment. kissing clive is kissing a reverent man; a man who’s body is a balmy summer, who’s lips caress your lips with every press and drag. ask him, for his warmth and he will be happy to give it to you, like a child seeing the stars for the first time.

cid’s kiss is, well, electrifying. his mouth is always seeking yours- your acceptance, your adoration, your lips. he leads many people for his cause, his beliefs, what he knows to his core is right; in the same way he leads his admiration for you, for your lips and the peaceful haze they give his mind that oftentimes wanders too far. he kisses you to enforce this, to enforce that you are with him; present, tangent, physical under his hands that wander to any part of you they can hold.

dion kisses you like you hold his beating, bleeding, uncovered heart between your hands- his heart that he has ripped from the gilded cage of his ribs and presented to you; and you do hold his heart, always. he kisses you like he wants to live by the rules of that same heart, to act on those whims, always. his hand presses over your heart, pulse in his fingertips matching its rhythm, completely at the mercy of the adrenaline running through his body; stood standing, holding you, kissing you.. because kissing you is the biggest assurance he has.

lips pressed to lips, hands held and fingers laced together with her heart as airy and candy floss- this is how jill feels every time, every kiss, every taste of you she gets. a reprieve to the cold that wraps around her bones like puppet strings, a soothing pressure to her mind and soul. perhaps it is shiva’s affect or perhaps it is just her, but jill’s hands are colder than most- soothing when placed against your face to cool you off, or that in which she touches your skin to surprise you during a kiss, offering her laughter as due payment for your surprise.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ | notes; perhaps i’m just,,, slightly maybe (read: very) hyperfixated on ff16 at the moment :]

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ hiebies 2023 ©

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purp-art · 14 days

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I think Squeenix should release ff16 on PC right now but just for me

#art #digital art #purp art #violet art #ifrit #ifrit final fantasy #ff16 #ffxvi #final fantasy xvi #ffxvi ifrit

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teratobiter · 10 months

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learning how his head works

#ffxvi #ffxvi ifrit #ifrit

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highpriestofpalkism · 7 months

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ifrit exercise because i simp for him but he's so hard to draw

#ffxvi ifrit #ifrit #ffxvi #ffxvi fanart #final fantasy xvi #final fantasy #clive rosfield #clive #I THIRST FOR THIS MONSTER MAN

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inyiemas · 8 months

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I love this man… I want someone like this when I start dating…. I know it won’t happen tbh CLIVE ROSFIELD <3

#final fantasy series #clive rosfield #ffxvi #final fantasy xvi spoilers #final fantasy 16 #ffxvi ifrit #ff16 clive #video games

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invictusxvi · 18 days

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ever since I noticed I can't stop thinking about how Ifrits feet look like little Ifrits

#final fantasy xvi #final fantasy 16 #ffxvi #ff16 #ffxvi ifrit #clive rosfield #ifrit

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ccrawler · 9 months

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- Ifrit -

My take on the classic fire-elemental summon, and the first of my Final Fantasy summons series.

Metal Prints: DISPLATE

Art prints, acrylic prints, and posters: INPRNT

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princess-sungazer · 2 months

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You're welcome

#my art #ffxvi ultima #ultima #ffxvi ifrit #ultima the high seraph

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smh0217 · 10 months

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RWBY Characters if they were Dominants from FFXVI

Ruby- the Dominant of the Phoenix, the first Eikon of Fire.

Yang- Dominant of Ifrit, the second Eikon of Fire.

Weiss- the Dominant of Shiva, Eikon of ice.

Nora - the Dominant of Ramuh, Eikon of Thunder.

Emerald- the Dominant of Garuda, Eikon of Wind.

Hazel - the Dominant of Titan, Eikon of Earth.

Jaune - Dominant of Bahamut, Eikon of Light.

Cinder- the Dominant of Odin, Eikon of Darkness.

#RWBY #Ruby Rose #Weiss Schnee #Yang Xiao Long #Jaune Arc #Nora Valkyrie #Emerald Sustrai #Hazel Reinhart #Cinder Fall #FFXVI #FFXVI Ifrit #FFXVI Phoenix #FFXVI Shiva #FFXVI Ramuh #FFXVI Garuda #FFXVI Titan #FFXVI Bahamut #FFXVI Odin

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hiebies · 10 months

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hold my hand (as long as you want to)

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ | desc; how does it feel to hold a hand, one that fits as if it were meant to do so with your own?

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ | pairings; barnabas tharmr : clive rosfield : benedikta harman : cidolfus telamon : dion lesage : joshua rosfield : jill warrick : hugo kupka -> x gn!reader

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ | mlist

holding hands with clive is a bit awkward- the first few times, especially. your hands will bump together, fingers half mangled and mashed together; the first few times are those for trying. his hands are warm, always. warm from the heat of the fire they produce, warm from his own nerves that heat his palms and make his skin perspire, warm from nervous tendencies where he wrings his hands together or against his clothes; they are warm, but earnest, as is clive himself, to be held just as earnestly.

when holding hands with benedikta, beware; she is always thinking on ways to pull you in closer. scheming away, thinking of an advantage to seek out further contact with the skin of her beloved. her hands are calloused along her palms from long years of swordplay, though they are long from loosing their softness. typically she prefers to link just a few fingers together- perhaps just pinkies- and progress her way to pressing your palms together, arms knocking together if walking and body creeping closer if simply sat or layed together.

joshua’s hands are softer than one might expect; perhaps even after so many years, certain self care habits are engrained, perhaps it’s his preference in not using a blade perhaps it’s just something so.. joshua, that it just is. his fingers are long and slender, like one might picture of a pianist, slight calluses formed on his thumb and the heel of his palm juxtapose the other parts of his hands. holding hands with joshua is like a new spring- a rebirth for your emotions and his, life anew, peace, every time you hold his hand. the feeling of home.

as much of a titan of a man hugo is, his hands are surprising in their dexterity. large fingers and even larger hands work tirelessly, work until his hands are practically dust so that they may curl around your fingers and your hands. all he wants is their reciprocal touch, their wandering over his- simply holding, admiring the security each lover brings to the other through simple touches. and he does, really does try, to convey the cadence of his admiration through the touch of his hands to your own- caressing your palms, rough fingers dragging over knuckles and lips ghosting over fingertips.. sometimes simple adoration is all he needs.

the feeling of his hands is a conundrum- dion’s hands both provide shelter in their adoration and cause calamity in their overwhelming sweetness. worn but well cared for, his hands are those of a warrior, blemished yet soft and dexterous while while still remaining strong. his thumb is somehow always dragging over your palm- slowly and in small circles when calm, backwards and forwards over your knuckles when sad, gripped a smidge too tight in anxious moments.. his hands, ones that will always seek to cradle, will always seek your hands out.

though his hands are clumsy and calloused, barnabas will never reject the offer to hold your hand. call him greedy, he’s perfectly fine with the acceptance of such a title, just please keep your hands pressed into his. let him feel your fingers tracing the backs of his palms, the dull thrum of your pulse in your fingertips and the one more steady at the junction of your wrist. let him sink into his subconscious, let him feel you, feel how real you are and how steady your presence is in front of him. please stay close to him, let him have this.

upon first thought, holding hands with jill would not ever lack sincerity- she has such honesty that she wears like a suit of armour, such sincerity that breaks through the crack of every falsehood that ever has been, is or will be. holding jill’s hand is like the first night sleeping on clean linen, like the reprieve of being rebuilt with cool air after standing outside in the summer heat to melt, like dandelion fuzz in the wind or the satisfaction one feels upon returning home after a long trip away. holding hands with jill is kisses to knuckles in quiet moments and whispered confessions in moments of twilight wakefulness.

scars, burns and other marks in every shape and size may litter the skin of his hands and arms- his entire body really- but cid’s hands, mighty as they are and have ever been, will always be tender upon the first contact with yours. the faded and fresh scars on his hands, from scrap ups as a younger man and years of continuous use of a blade make his skin rough and raised, not at all smooth but with its own story to tell. each scar, each burn and old battle wound is worn with pride- he will tell you the story of each and ever one (no matter how silly some may be, believe me some are), with an arm around your waist and one hand holding yours, mapping out the stories of the marks on his skin.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ | notes; first post done weeeeee!! :D (mayb i’m jus thirsty for content that this was my first one too) i might do more of this same thing for dif fandoms depending on how i feel

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crym94 · 5 months

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Finished this yesterday before the DLCs announcement!

Can't wait to play them!

#my art #ff16 #ffxvi #final fantasy 16 #final fantasy xvi #final fantasy #clive rosfield #ffxvi ifrit #ifrit #ffxvi clive #eikon #fan art #digital art

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