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There is a re-occurring quest of sorts in Final Fantasy XIV called ‘Wondrous Tails’, and it is given to you in Idyllshire by a young Miqo’te named Khloe Aliapoh. Specifically, she gives you an empty journal and asks you to write down the stories of your past and future adventures so that she can share them with everyone she meets!
By re-completing past content, you can earn stickers in order to make lines across a card in a style similar to bingo, with each finished line netting all sorts of prizes once the journal is turned in.
In much the same way, ‘Wondrous Tails of FFXIV’ is a multi-month event that utilizes a prompt-filled bingo card format in order to encourage participants to tell the stories in an environment with minimal restrictions and maximum possibilities.
This event is open to both visual and written media, and anyone that participates with at least one valid entry is entered for a raffle that takes place after the end of the event. However, participants do not need to worry about raffle entries or its few restrictions if all they'd like to do is take part and have fun!
> The next iteration of Wondrous Tails of FFXIV will start on March 15th and end on June 15th! <
For more information about the event, start/end dates and whatnot, please check out the links found below!
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Wondrous Tails • Nine • Conflict
"Get up friend, we yet have need of you !"
-> My Wondrous Tails card <-
#pov: aymeric and ajisai are your tank and healer during the ghimlyt dark and you stood in a boss mechanic so now they're reviving you#didn't I do conflict already?#yes but i like this one better so i switched the other one to free space#I fucking love this screenshot dude#i am proud of myself#please perceive and grant me gold stars#ffxiv#ffxiv gpose#wondrous tails 2024#wondrous tails of ffxiv#wolmeric#ajisai x aymeric#aymeric de borel#ser aymeric#ffxiv screenies#ffxiv screenshots#the ghimlyt dark#ghimlyt dark#ajisaijar#gposejar#bingojar
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The Iris and The Edelweiss
“An edelweiss? Quite an usual flower to have there.” Iris mentioned it to the young Haillenarte in front of her. Iris wasn’t quite sure what to make of him. Haurchefant had inform her that he was quite a gentle one for one that had great standing the Ishgardian High Houses. It was at his insistence that he wanted Iris to get to know Lord Francel.
Luckily, he was receiving a parcel at the camp. She just so happened to catch him as her was looking over the contents. The edelweiss was in already in his hand. He was quite confused as to why a stranger would strike up a conversation with him. He nodded to her, “Mayhaps, However it is a gift from my mother. She always loved edelweiss.” He looked at the woman before him. “I assumed you needed to speak to me?”
Iris nodded. “Lord Haurchfant thought it would be a good idea for me to meet you.” She held out her hand “I’m Iris, a pleasure to meet you.” The young lord took her hand to shake. As he did she couldn’t help herself to her glances to the edelweiss. “You know, if she is sending you something like that, she must be telling you to be strong for whats ahead.”
“You feeling alright there dear?” the graceful elezen before her showed a bit of concern on her face “Would you like to lay down instead of playing me in another match?”
“Oh, I’m quite fine Lady Estelle. I was just thinking back on something in my past.” She looked at the chess board before her. It seemed that Estelle took the liberty to set it back for a new match. No matter how much Iris play against her, she can never win against her lady. She can’t even think she ever saw anyone win a match against. Stephanivien might have gotten close but Iris isn’t all that surprise. After all, She probably taught her son a trick or two through out the years.
Iris has come to known Lady Estelle de Haillenarte these last few moons. Every since she got engaged to her son she seemed interested to learning more about her new daughter. Before then, she had only caught glimpse of the lady of the house every now and then. She always seemed to have a face of grief whenever she was about the manor.
“Well if you are quite fine then let’s proceed. I still have to teach you a thing about strategy if you are to become the next Countess Haillenarte.” A smirk crossed Estelle’s face. The countess seemed amused by this all. Rather if it’s because she was showing off to Iris her skills or she just was enjoying the time the two were having. Iris didn’t mind.
“Though I have to ask, why edelweiss? It’s an unusual flower to like?”
“Now wouldn’t you like to know.”
#wondrous tails 2024#wondroustailsofffxiv#wondrous tails of ffxiv#oc: iris opranta#ffxiv#dealing with In-laws
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Wondrous tails: Insomnia
Mizuki opened her eyes, her room was dark. She laid there a moment before realising she couldn’t move even the simple act of blinking was a laborious task. A sudden sense of dread washed over her. Something was in the room with her. A weight pressed down at the edge of her bed and it slowly crawled over her. Mizuki tried to move but she couldn’t.
And then it came into view. There was a voidless face hovering above her. Mizuki could do naught but stare into the void. The thing seized her arms and gripped it so tightly, Mizuki wanted to scream out in pain but no sound came out. A pair of crystal white eyes appeared in the void.
Wake up..wake up…wake up!
She fell off the bed onto the cold tile floor. Very awake and in control of her body. She checked herself over for injuries, several dark bruises had formed on the tops of her arms.
I didn’t imagine it..
But then she knew what it was.
Mizuki didn’t sleep that night or the night after that…or for the rest of the week.
And then the waking nightmares started.
She was in class, taking notes. Glancing between the board and her notes, a shadow appeared behind Vauquelin constantly following him and then it turned to Mizuki.
Taking a sharp breath, Mizuki tried her best to avoid looking at the shadow.
Just my imagination.
She tried to keep her eyes averted for as long as possible but as she glanced up, she was met with darkness. Her body went ice cold, Mizuki quickly looked back at her notes. The shadow grabbed the horn that was still growing back and yanked Mizuki to her feet.
Looks..ugly..Let me help you.
The voidless face grew one horn and another the opposite side Mizuki had lost, it grew slowly and curled around its face.
The pain that coursed through her face was unbearable.
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“Mizuki? Is everything alright?” Vauquelin asked, noticing Mizuki had risen from her seat, “Mizuki?” she simply stared into the distance. Her head began to twitch moments before a sickening crunching sound echoed around the room as a new horn burst forth from the stump that was left after a recent accident.
Katsuhiro cried out in alarm and covered his own horns “It’s not supposed to sound like that…or do that!”
Mizuki slumped into her chair and her head hit the desk full force with a hollow thud. Vauquelin hurried over to her “Mizuki?” he called, as he reached to touch her shoulder, Mizuki sat upright, blood dripping down her face.
“Professor?” she looked up at him almost unaware of her injuries “Is something wrong?”
“You need to go straight to the infirmary. You’re bleeding-”
She touched her face. “Sorry for the inconvenience.” she mumbled, gathering her things and hurried out, stumbling into the wall on her way out.
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Of course she didn’t head to the infirmary, she headed to noumenon and hoped reading would keep herself focused but she was quickly sat down by one of the librarians who was a scholar. She healed the cut on Mizuki’s forehead and ushered her out, telling her to go home.
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Shiori found Mizuki standing out in the rain, soaked to the bone staring out into the distance. “Mizuki?” He called again. She slowly turned to him and for a moment he saw something else, something that wore Mizuki’s face but had several crooked horns curling around her face. He blinked and she was gone.
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Mizuki's strange behaviour suddenly stopped a few days later and she never acknowledged anything was wrong. "I was having trouble sleeping" and that was all she said.
Bingo Card
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Wondrous Tails I: Island Sanctuary
Finally got my first entry of the Wondrous Tails of Final Fantasy XIV Bingo done: Island Sanctuary. Faust is enjoying a quiet moment with her Chocobos.
Wondrous Tails of FFXIV Card with link to all submissions can be found here.
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The Wondrous Tails of FFXIV event starts on Friday so here's the bingo card I put together for it!
Which ones would you look forward to the most?
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Prompt 3 for Wondrous Tails of FFXIV, Moment! Was looking for an excuse to write this scene ❤️. Link to story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54895051
https://archiveofourown.org/works/5489505
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Wondrous Tails: Selfie
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Wondrous Tails - Stack Marker
"Lighter Party"
My first fic for Wondrous Tails this year is finally done! The prompt was "Stack Marker", and I wrote a bit of the final boss fight from the post-Endwalker dungeon Alzadaal's Legacy with Lehon'a and her former-Scion companions getting into a bit of a sticky situation. I had fun putting it together, and hopefully I'll have more coming soon!
You can either keep reading below, or check it out on AO3!
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They’d made it this far into Alzadaal’s treasure vault without much issue. To be fair, they had met with some resistance, but the thoughts of what might await them at the bottom had kept them pushing forward. As they stood on the precipice of the deepest room in the vault, Lehon'a looked to her party, gauging everyone's readiness.
“Still with me?” she asked, the smile on her face covering up some of the exhaustion in her voice.
“Absolutely,” G’raha replied, brandishing his sword and shield of light with determination flashing in his eyes. Even though he had his fair share of cuts and scrapes, it was clear to Lehon’a how much being on an adventure with her meant to him.
Urianger followed suit with a nod, though Lehon'a noticed he seemed to be breathing a bit heavier than the others.
“Are you?” Y'shtola asked with a wry smile, trying to add a bit of levity to the situation. Lehon'a knew she was pretty quick to drop the snark when things got serious, so she took it as a good sign.
“Never been better,” Lehon’a replied, hoping the exaggeration would come off as humorous rather than the half truth it was.
And with that, they charged into the final chamber, where a guardian fashioned of metal and cloth awaited them. G’raha rushed ahead, holding the automaton’s attention while Lehon’a and the two mages peppered it with attacks from afar. Even though they were keeping up the assault and successfully dodging its first few attacks, Lehon’a could tell that they were all a bit haggard. She wasn’t sure if it was just the residual fatigue from their recent journey to the edge of the universe, or the physical toll of the earlier combat encounters that day, or even their long journey to the vault itself, but she didn’t feel as sharp as she usually did, and she could only guess the others felt similarly. It was no matter, everything seemed to be going as expected.
In the blink of an eye, that had all changed. Their foe had thrown out a ribbon attack at each of them, and all four were equally caught off guard as the cloth wrapped them up and dragged them to the front of the room. The makeshift arena they fought in was surrounded by spikes that jutted up from the floor, and with what little time she had to look around before being yanked forward, Lehon’a noticed additional spikes protruding from the tiles in the middle of the room, too.
Just as soon as they had been pulled close, the guardian had yanked the ribbons loose, sending each of them into a violent spin in a different direction. As Lehon’a tried her best to steady herself and avoid the spiked hazards that littered the room, she noticed that Urianger had gone off course and was headed straight for them.
“Urianger, look out!” she yelled, but to no avail. His foot caught one of the spikes and he immediately fell over, narrowly avoiding getting impaled, but hardly looking unscathed. Lehon’a could see some blurry red streaks as she whirled around, and guessed that he’d probably gotten at least a couple nasty gashes, if not worse. Regardless, it didn’t seem like he’d be back on his feet anytime soon, so she knew it was up to the three of them to finish this thing off before it finished them.
Once he regained his footing, G’raha immediately jumped back into the fray. He moved quickly to intercept their foe before it could get any closer to anyone else, especially Urianger, who was still hunched over on the ground. Y’shtola, hoping that the automaton would remain stationary for a time, called forth a ley line where she stood, and Lehon’a began a simple two-step dance sequence, aiming to increase the potency of Y’shtola’s upcoming barrage of magic attacks. As she completed the steps to her dance, she noticed the boss winding up an overhead strike, aimed squarely at G’raha.
“Shield up, Raha!” Lehon'a yelled, hoping she wasn’t too late.
“Right you are, my friend!” he replied, raising his shield and expending no small amount of aether to create a barrier around himself in the brief instant before the giant weapon came crashing down. It took a moment for the dust kicked up by the impact to settle, but when it did, G’raha stood in the middle of it, looking no worse for wear.
The magical light that had surrounded him began to fade as the giant automaton turned its focus away from G’raha. Lehon’a’s instincts told her this was going to be an even bigger attack than the last, and she quickly deduced its target from the direction it now faced: Y’shtola.
“Everyone to me, now!” Y’shtola shouted, as if she were reading Lehon’a’s thoughts. Lehon’a immediately broke into a sprint and dashed towards Y’shtola, spending some extra aether to cover more ground with a flourish. G’raha immediately followed suit, turning and running towards Y’shtola’s ley line. He slid to a stop right on the edge of the circle closest to their foe and firmly planted his sword into the ground, raising his shield. As brilliant wings of light emerged from it to surround the three of them, Lehon’a performed the steps to a samba, layering an additional barrier of magic onto the group. She only hoped it would be enough as they braced for the impact.
The attack hit: a large magical blast emanating from the floor beneath them. It knocked them around and kicked up yet more dust, but the three of them managed to stay on their feet. Lehon’a looked towards Y’shtola and took her free hand, briefly spinning her in the style of a waltz to heal both the two of them and G’raha at once. This wasn’t the first time she’d done it, but Lehon’a could’ve sworn that this time she saw a slight blush in Y’shtola’s cheeks. As she glanced over to G’raha to make sure he was okay, she noticed he also seemed to be a bit more flushed than usual. That will have to be a conversation for later, she thought to herself.
“Let’s finish this!” Lehon’a yelled, rallying her friends for a final salvo as she began a more elaborate dance combination that would give them the firepower they needed. Y’shtola took the opportunity to begin focusing on a large fire spell, while G’raha lunged back towards the guardian with sword drawn. Between the wave of energy generated by Lehon’a’s dance, the violent explosions of Y’shtola’s black magic, and G’raha’s brutal sword strikes, the automaton stood no chance. With one final slash, it fell to the ground with a resounding thud, defeated.
As the adrenaline from the fight began to wear off, Lehon’a sudden found herself feeling especially exhausted. She and her comrades staggered over to where Urianger was sitting, and joined him on the floor.
Lehon’a looked around at her party; Y’shtola helping to take care of Urianger’s wounds with white magic, and G’raha grinning ear to ear, clearly still riding the high of the thrilling battle. They all shared a knowing glance, and then everyone began laughing, overcome with the joy of camaraderie and the relief at a tense and hard-fought victory.
I really couldn’t have asked for a better group than this, Lehon’a thought to herself, a smile growing across her face.
#my writing#ffxiv#lehon'a nhavareh#ffxiv oc#warrior of light#g'raha tia#y'shtola rhul#urianger augurelt#alzadaal's legacy#wondrous tails of ffxiv#wondrous tails 2024
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For more information (especially if this is the first of you hearing about it), check out the links on the pinned post of the blog!
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┊ Wondrous Tails ┊ One ┊ Teaching Each Other
The sword does not sing for her, the stars do not speak to him. It is a cycle of try and fail, try and fail, try and fail. Still they persist, sharing these pieces of themselves with each other, for it is not skill they seek, but the simple pleasure of time spent with someone who feels like home.
-> My Wondrous Tails card <-
#i was going to write a vignette#then i fell asleep#and history will say they were just friends!#but they're in love i swear#because neither of them are willing to admit they're in love#someday#I am obsessed with these two just being people together#ffxiv#ffxiv gpose#wondrous tails 2024#ajisai x aymeric#wolmeric#ffxiv oc#aymeric de borel#ser aymeric#astrologian#ishgard#ffxiv screenies#ffxiv screenshots#ajisaijar#gposejar#wondrous tails of ffxiv#bingojar
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Wondrous Tails: Hot Chocolate
The fire crackled in front of her. The forlorn look on her face didn’t suit her normally bubbly and hopeful personality. She was balled up, her face laid against her knees, trying to hold back tears.
Why?
Why?
Why did they decided to kill the Sultana?
Why pin it on me?
Why go to such lengths?
How could any of the Scions trust them?
The door to her room creaked opened. She had come to know the room that Lord Haurchefant had set aside for her at the camp’s barracks as a second home. She turn her attention as it opened. In comes the Lord of Camp Dragonhead. He had two mugs in his hand, steam coming out of them. “Are you okay my darling?” Haurchefant asked, hand her a mug filled with hot chocolate. She grabbed the mug from him. She sighed, but she at least felt a bit of relieve that he brought her some comfort.
It was strange to her. Between how Gritrot treated her and how much the world have put her on a pedestal since she became the Primal Slayer, rarely had she had the luxury of being pampered. Grateful that Haurchefant seemly wants her to be around for her being her. “I think I will be fine in the end. How is Alphinaud doing? He is taking it quite hard. Understandanbly, with how they were his responsibility as his troops.”
Haurchefant shook his head. “He seems quite distraught.” He took a sip out his own mug. “He’ll be fine I believe. We just need to continue supporting him. I’m more worried about you. I know you haven’t been around them all that much as of late with the whole situation with the Crystal Tower and have been more in this area. To be blamed for regicide.”
She put her knees down, stretching her legs out. The realization hit her. She can’t go back after all that had happened. Once the hero to many but now… now she must be the worst villain in the realm. No more could she go back to Gridania to visit her parents or brother. No more could she fully leave to visit her friends that she had made on her way. “So what’s left for me to do at this point, My Knight?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure they won’t get you or Lord Alphinaud. I’ll see to get you in Ishgard proper.” He put down his mug. He grab her mug as well to place it next to him. He could tell that the stress was getting to her. “Mayhaps I can help you relax just a bit more.”
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Wondrous tails: Shipping/ Bandaging wounds
Thordan was defeated and Midgardsormr flew Mizuki back to Ishgard. Aymeric and Edmont were there to greet her.
Edmont brushed a strand of hair from Mizuki’s face “you look tired, you need some rest.”
Mizuki smiled tiredly “I think that sounds like a good idea.”
Aymeric cleared his throat “then perhaps…you would like to rest at my home?” Mizuki and Edmont both looked at Aymeric in shock. Aymeric’s ears were bright red and it wasn’t from the cold.
“If I am not imposing.. And I would need to fetch some things from home,” Mizuki said, pulling the brim of her hat down to hide her own flushed cheeks. It would be the first time she stayed at Aymeric’s.
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Aymeric was excited to have Mizuki stay. They hadn’t had much time to themselves since the beginning of their very stealthy relationship. He made sure everything was in order for her arrival.
“My lord, Miss Mizuki has arrived.” the steward said, bringing Aymeric out of his fifth time of fluffing the pillows. He smoothed his jacket as he hurried down the corridor and a bright smile washed over his face as Mizuki came into view.
She bowed as she spotted him “Thank you for having me. Sorry I took so long-”
“I invited you so suddenly..” Aymeric replied, “Please, come in. Sit. I shall make some tea-”
“My lord, let me sort that.” the steward interjected “it is your job to entertain your guest.” he added with a soft smile. Aymeric’s shoulders slumped in mild embarrassment. He was so anxious about Mizuki staying the night.
They sat by the fire and chatted. Aymeric noticed Mizuki sat up straight and didn’t look comfortable. Did she not wish to come-
“Mizuki..if you are not comfortable staying-”
“No! I mean-” Mizuki sighed and fiddled with the cuff of her jacket “I’m sorry.. I just..I have a few wounds-”
Aymeric’s face went red “I am so sorry! I did not even think of-”
Mizuki chuckled, “Do not worry about it.” she smiled “I was happy that you wished to spend time with me.”
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They chatted a little more before deciding to retire to the bedroom. “I shall fetch some warm drinks.” Aymeric said, leaving her for a moment. When he returned with a tray of drinks and snacks, he found Mizuki sitting on the edge of his bed, setting out several poultices and some bandages on the end table. “Are your wounds serious?” he asked cautiously.
“Oh.. it’s nothing serious,” Mizuki smiled “I just need to remember to actually apply the poultice or Y’shtola will scold me again.” she laughed nervously “when I was very strict with Haurchefant about his injuries.”
“Is it a burn?” he asked, remembering how grievous the wound Haurchefant sustained.
Mizuki lifted the side of her shirt “In nature…it is an aetheric burn-” the burn that stretched from her right hip to just below her bosom and curved onto her back and stomach, it looked blue which stemmed from the nature of the burn. “Y’shtola said it might scar… hopefully the scales in that area grow back properly..”
Aymeric was quiet, he had seen the burn on Haurchefant’s arm. And whilst it looked a little better he could still barely lift his shield in his left arm and yet Mizuki had had no time to rest at all. “Does it hurt?” he asked quietly,
“It’s uncomfortable.” she hummed “it feels warm all the time and it feels like the skin pulls if I move a bit quick…but I’ve had worse.. It’ll heal.” she replied with a smile, reaching for the bottle, Aymeric’s fingers wrapped around the bottle too.
“Let me help you.”
Mizuki looked startled and averted her gaze “I- well- I can do it..” she rambled,
“Please Mizuki.” He said gently, she slowly released the bottle.
Aymeric smiled. Mizuki slowly pulled her shirt over her head and held it close to her chest which made Aymeric chuckle. He thought it cute how shy she could be.
He moved to touch the burn but stopped just shy of her skin, he could feel a residual warmth from it.
“Aymeric?”
Slowly Aymeric began to apply the foul smelling poultice to the wound, being very careful to not apply too much pressure. Aymeric studied the burn carefully and as Mizuki shuffled so he could get to the back parts of the burn, his eyes widened, she had so many scars on her back and coupled with some fresh looking wounds too. He moved to put his arms around her and pulled her into his chest. Mizuki tensed “Aymeric!?”
He buried his face into her hair “I know- I know the adventure’s and fights you have endured before dealing with our problems too-” he squeezed her gently “But to see these scars-”
Mizuki sighed deeply.
“I know they’re unsightly…but I’d rather bear these scars than have to mourn someone I couldn’t save.”
He refused to let her go “Pray be more careful my light..” he gently tilted her chin to look up at him “Strong as you are, you are not invincible.” he kissed her gently, her cheeks crimson.
“I’ll do my best….”
Aymeric set to finishing bandaging up her wounds and soon she was snuggled against him, he almost jolted as he felt something coil around his leg. He heard her chuckle “sorry..I can move it-”“It is fine…caused me a fright though.” he admitted. Looking over to her in the bed next to him. I will endeavour to protect her, so she never has to endure such pain again.
Bingo card
#ramblings of a pumpkin#oc: mizuki#gpose#wondrous tails of ffxiv#wondrous tails 2024#Bandaging wounds#mild angst#long post#sans actual scars
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Wondrous Tails - Faust
I'm going to try to do @wondroustailsofffxiv's challenge for Faust. Here is my board. I used a randomizer until I got something I thought could be fun or interesting to her. It will be a mix of SFW and NSFW, but I'll tag each post appropriately.
The picture will be updated with progress!
1: Island Sanctuary
Below is the Bingo Sheet, in case the top one is too small to see properly.
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i'll probably make a proper masterpost or something for this later, but here's my @wondroustailsofffxiv bingo card! very, very excited to get started 😈
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Just over here living my best writer life….Oh, Mother of Mine: Prompt Two for Wondrous Tails of FFIXV, Research. :)
Link to story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54632749
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