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Happy Valentione's Day!
This isn't so much about Valentione's Day than it is about love in general... I think it still captures the spirit of the day, tho! The different ways we can show one another love are vast and plentiful.
Transcript under the readmore.
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[I admit that saying "I love you" does not come naturally to me.]
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Makoh'to: You want to toast the dried chilies until they develop a bit of a char, like this, then grind them into flakes.
Gaius: My eyes are starting to water...
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Makoh'to: Make sure to generously season the hamsa breast!
Gaius: (What is considered "generous" ...?)
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Gaius: Why not use a measuring cup for consistency?
Makoh'to: This bowl works!
Gaius: And if we no longer have that bowl?
Makoh'to: This one would work, too!
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Makoh'to: Then a handful of diced onions...
Gaius: My hands are larger than yours.
Makoh'to: Hm...
Makoh'to: Two-thirds of your handful will do!
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[I have told you before "I love you."]
[And you always reply "I love you, too."]
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[I want to tell you "I love you" every day, but it does not feel like enough.]
[Not after everything I have put you through. Asked of you.]
[But if learning new recipes with you...]
[...cooking your favorite foods...]
[... is a way I can say "I love you" then let his be one of the many dishes I will learn to make for you.]
Gaius, in Makoh'to's native tongue: Jao yak khao bor? (Are you hungry?)
Makoh'to, in his native tongue: Ah! Khoi yak khao haeng! (I'm starving!)
[Notes in Gaius's book]
Left Page:
...'to enjoys his food extra spicy
.. for padaek can take...
... out the container in...
Right Page:
One Makoh'to handful is roughly 125 ml
He uses a generous amount of seasoning
Note: He did not find a flat spoonful generous enough
The blue measuring bowl is in the cabinet below the spice rack.
... in lieu of bird's eye chilies
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Art for a #KissArtFebruary art challenge I did last year!
Prompts:
01: First (Albi & Thancred)
02: Sleepy (Albi & Thancred)
03: Worship (Albi & Gaius)
04: Chaste (Albi & Thancred)
05: Stolen (Albi & Mikoto)
06: Almost (Prometheus & Lahabrea)
07: Ravenous (Albi & Gaius)
09: Denied (Albi & Leofard)
11: Interrupted (Albi & Gaius)
12: Breathless (Albi & Thancred)
13: Farewell (Prometheus & Lahabrea)
Combined 08: Shy, 10: Laughter, 14: Anything (Albi & Thancred)
#ffxiv#albi re'oh#wolcred#gaiuswol#lahazem#albicred#albael#albikoto#thancred waters#gaius baelsar#mikoto jinba#lahabrea#leofard myste#azem#prometheus#my art#KissArtFebruary#2023
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The PDA slow burn...!!
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A relaxing afternoon reading.
bonus shot without the railing:
#ffxiv#gaius baelsar#gaius van baelsar#final fantasy xiv#oc: vincent arkwright#gaiuswol#ffxiv gpose#i've been thinking about getting this shot all week but have been on my laptop so hadn't had a chance to#the little voice in my head going 'they might move him from his reading spot next patch get it now' making me nervous
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i made this in a moment of weakness before doing werlyt's story and now they are the only thing on my mind please send help i now understand. i now get it.
#egg's art#misia astrapia#gaius baelsar#gaius van baelsar#ffxiv#final fantasy xiv#ffxiv art#wol#viera#gaiuswol#wolgaius#SEND HELP
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Title: Pretty
Word Count: 240 words
Rating: G
Characters: Gaius Baelsar, Makoh’to Mewriyo (WoL, mentioned)
Additional Notes: It's established GaiusWol lmao but not much context is needed to understand what's going on. This is more of a character introspection.
You're so pretty, Makoh'to had said with a gentle smile once upon a sunset.
Gaius turns the word over in his mind. Pretty. He understands what pretty means. What he did not understand was how he could be pretty. He had been called many things in his life: bastard, handsome, brute – hunky, even – but never... pretty.
He stood before the sink mirror now, turning his head slowly from side to side hoping to catch a glimpse of what prompted his partner to feel this way. The calloused tips of his fingers ghosted over the beginnings of his beard, leading his eye to trace along his jaw. The creases framing his mouth bowed outward when he frowned in confusion.
Without realizing it, he had narrowed his eyes to take in his image. Gaius caught the deep wrinkles of his brows come together in the reflection. His eye bags had become more apparent over the last few days – the committee had been working tirelessly on carving out details regarding future Ala Mhigan trade – and the wrinkles that outlined them only served to emphasize his exhaustion. He had since sprouted new gray hairs. Not that anyone could discern them from the crown of grays he already wore.
Pretty.
Makoh'to is pretty.
Gaius stood back to look over his reflection once more.
Despite everything, Gaius turns away from the mirror as a small smile appears on his lips, he thinks I am pretty.
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Author Notes: I just think about Gaius being caught off guard a lot by his partner's doting, ok... He's never been loved so sincerely 🥺
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this year's gaiuswol sketches in between raid schedules ;;
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More sketches & character practice inspired by my ffxiv au/futuristic/cyberpunk story, ‘Out of Order’. Done mostly because I’m very happy with how Part 2 of the story is progressing.
#ffxiv#gaius van baelsar#gaius baelsar#leagtus of the XIVth#ffxiv au ra#ffxiv Warrior of Light#gaiuswol#story: out of order#story: OoO#garlean empire holds all three continents#and the star is in shambles#also - soulmates are a thing#oh and magic is gone#mostly#WoL is one very tired and miserable muffin
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Together
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It's a night for revelry. Come closer.
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I was chatting with @illumancer about big man tits and thought of this... Lahabrea and Gaius casually standing there while their fans show their support in the background lmao
#ffxiv#lahabrea#gaius baelsar#lahawol#gaiuswol#i mean technically...#ace scribbles#it was fun to doodle their bodies mindlessly while also trying to practice a lil. i am v happy with how gaius's grab came out...#just in case cw: shirtless
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I drew this ahead of the Tataru quest in Werlyt and I dunno, I feel like I predicted the vibe fairly well
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They went on a date. :)
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I’ve read it a handful of times, edited it and now subjecting you all to it, so a short post EW Gaius/WoL (though not the main wol, that’s raya) fic :
some werlyt chain spoilers but other than that nothing specific.
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“Do you regret the choices you’ve made til now?”
Vincent mulled over the question Gaius had asked him that morning as he looked out over the water. The low rumble of thunder drew his eye towards a storm brewing on the horizon. He leaned on the balcony, leaning his crutch on the stone and taking a deep breath, savoring the rising winds bringing in a cool ocean breeze while he could. His leg already ached, it would be a bad night.
It was unusual for his partner to ask such things. Their eclectic group tended to keep their past to themselves, and while the pair had spoken of things like their home and family, it rarely became deeper than that. He knew Gaius struggled with the choices he’d made over the years, and he’d seen the guilt he carried, hate directed as much at himself as towards the Ascians. He had seen him coming to grips with the truth of what he had done to Eorzea, at the orders of his superiors, sure, but he had believed in what he had done at the time, and now he had nothing but doubt and a drive to make amends even if it was only on a small scale.
So when he asked the lancer such a question, Vincent had no answer for him. The moment had dragged out almost awkwardly before a knock at the door drew them both away for other matters. The question kept popping into his mind as he worked around Werlyt, moving supplies, helping Allie and the kids, checking provisions, and only needing to stop after his leg started acting up. The prosthetic had been in need of repairs for some time now, but between the final days and getting the city back on its feet he hadn’t had the time to get it looked at. He counted himself lucky that some of Cid’s crew weren’t too busy and could fix it for him. Magitek never did make sense to him.
So now he was stuck. No longer able to distract himself with busy work, and everyone else too busy to talk to. Nothing to do but actually think of an answer to Gaius’s question.
Lightning flashed in the distance, the bolts dancing amongst the clouds as it grew darker. He contemplated what the question was meant for, the wording was so vague that part of him wondered if he had meant their relationship, but if that was the case, that would’ve been easy to answer. But deep down, he knew that was likely the only thing they both were sure of.
His life before was… messy. He had spoken about losing his family and village to the poachers that roamed the shroud and of how he lost his leg, but he hadn’t told him much else. Did he have regrets? Absolutely. But would he go back and change them? He doubted it. Though much of it was painful, it also was what made him who he is today and led him to make the friends he has now. Back then, he wouldn’t’ve ever dreamed of seeing everything he had, going to the places he’s been. His road has been long and difficult, but even through it all, he likes the man he’s become.
So wrapped up in his thoughts he didn’t realize he was alone until Gaius cleared his throat. Vincent started, mentally cursing his waning reflexes. Sure, he wasn’t nearly the fighter he was prior to Carteneau, but he didn’t expect his senses to be dulling so soon after deciding to retire. He wasn’t even that old yet….
Glancing to his right, he gave his partner a smile that was meant to be reassuring, but the stormy look on his face rivaled that of the rumbling in the distance. He supposed that he wasn’t about to get out of giving him an answer that easy.
“I.” He started, letting out a breath. “No. I don’t.”
Gaius leaned on the balcony next to him, clearly in thought.
Vincent took his silence as a cue to continue, “There are plenty of things I wish I had done differently. Plenty of ways things could’ve gone better. But I don’t regret how my life has gone, even with the pain. I’ve hurt people because I thought I was in the right, for money, for revenge. But I’ve also grown past that, done good, helped people, saved them, and found people I care for that I never thought I would.” He paused, “Just as you have I’m sure.”
Gaius let out a breath. “If I had done things differently, perhaps Allie wouldn’t be alone.”
“She still has you.”
A slight smile appeared for a moment before fading, “Raya said the same when I asked her.” He didn’t continue, the pair just watching the storm rolling across the sea. The silence was comfortable, familiar, and Vincent reached over to grip the other man’s hand, threading their fingers together before squeezing.
“Then perhaps you should listen to her.” He grinned, “She is the Warrior of Light after all.”
That pulled a huff of a laugh and a hum of acknowledgment from Gaius before their attention was pulled away by a clattering of supplies falling and a squeak of surprise as one of the ironworks engineers tripped and dropped the tools she had been carrying. She looked at the pair in surprise, likely having expected the area to be empty, before gathering up her fallen gear and bolting for the G-warrior hangar. They let her go without a word, though a few raindrops warning of the imminent downpour did make them decide to head indoors.
Pushing off the balcony, Vincent used the stone to help keep balance on his one leg as he turned, finding Gaius already holding his crutch out to him. Thanking him, he secured it on his arm and gripped the handle, getting his bearings before they headed away. He paused a moment before speaking up. “I’ve never regretted my time with you.” He watched for a reaction, knowing the older man tended to keep his emotions close to his heart, unlike himself. But after having spent so much time together, he had come to be able to read him well enough, or at least well enough to notice the look that flashed across his face that made him close the distance to pull him into a tight hug with his free hand, leaning to press his forehead firmly on his partner’s and repeat what he said.
Gaius didn’t say anything, but he leaned in, mirroring, and reached up, settling his hand firmly on the back of Vincent’s neck and closed his eyes.
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FFXIV may have a real issue with benching characters that have features in trial/8man raid storylines, but that doesn’t mean I can’t disregard that and draw old Gaius with my WoL. A lot.
This took a bit of screenshot bashing, if you’re wondering. Gpose does make for good material for BGs on lazy artist days.
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