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wyvern-flames · 5 months
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The real question for me is... if the DLC has the option to keep the voices in Latin Spanish.
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Final Fantasy XVI caps
Available for anyone who wants to use them, no credit needed but super appreciated. All these caps are 3840x2160. Some of the characters have sub folders to divvy up the caps into more manageable downloads, but if there are any issues, please feel free to let me know!
In this folder, you will find: Aevis | Annabella | Bahamut | Barnabas Tharmr | Barnabas's Mother | Benedikta Harman | Blackthorne | Byron Rosfield | Charon | Cidolfus Telamon | Clive Rosfield | Dion Lesage | Edda | Eloise | Elwin Rosfield | Garuda | Gav | Goetz | Hanna Murdoch | Harpocrates | Hugo Kupka | Ifrit | Imreann | Isabelle | Jill Warrick | Joshua Rosfield | Jote | Kihel | Konrad | L'ubor | Marleigh | Martha | Midadol Telamon | Natalie | Nektar | Odin | Olivier Lesage | Oscar | Otto | Philippe | Phoenix | Quentin | Ramuh | Rodney Murdoch | Shiva | Sleipnir Harbard | Sylvestre Lesage | Tarja | Terence | Theodore | Tiamat | Titan | Torgal | Tyler | Typhon | Ultima | Vivan | Wade
Folder can be found [ here ] Buy me a [ ko-fi ] if you’d like! Footage credit [x]
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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En ocasiones hay que quemar puentes para no tener tentaciones de volver a cruzarlo.
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She was writhing, suffering, whimpering. For a while, she had been gone and Clive struggled to bring her back. He used words, he tried shaking her but she seemed in a tight grip, a dance of torment keeping her inside her dream -- her nightmare. What could what she witnessing? And why couldn't he reach her, he wondered... Yet, he continued trying until, finally, she wakes.
And she is ready to fight. He keeps his sword unsheathed, hoping she comes back to her senses -- breaking the coming storm.
"Yes, it's me. I'm here. You're alright. Can you see me? You were... suffering from a nightmare, I believe." He pauses, hands raised to show he did not mean to hurt her at all.
"Are you alright? May I approach you? You need something to drink, you're looking awfully pale..." And even like a raging beast, but he would keep that to himself, for now.
"Do you want to talk about it, perhaps?"
this is real ,  i’m real .  look at me .
She knew it was a dream, it had to be, and yet it feels so real.
She stood in an open field, surrounded by the bodies of her comrades, the soldiers she killed. The smell of blood was overwhelming as she stumbled back, tripping over the leg of one body. However, this wasn't the body of one of the soldiers that have constantly haunted her.
It was Gav.
As she looked around, she could see other familiar friends and comrades that didn't belong. Jill, Cid, Otto, she whimpered when she saw the familiar grey coat of Torval stained red. As she approached, she realized Torval was draped over another body, as if protecting them until their last breath.
She let out a scream when she recognized the pale, blood splattered face of Clive.
The sudden feeling of hands grabbing her caused her to sit up in her bed and struggle to free herself. She could feel Leviathan's power rushing through her, threatening to release and attack whoever was holding her. She could feel the familiar scales cover her arms and legs as a long tail began to form and thrash about.
As she raised a clawed hand, ready to create a rush of water and sweep the person away, she could hear Clive's voice calling out to her, breaking through the raging storm that clouded her mind.
"Clive?"
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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He is swift the moment he catches what has happened from higher ground. A trap, an apparent sure win for the soldiers approaching the unfortunate Bearers and the lady attempting to save them from their demise.
Once he sees the extra soldiers trapping the Bearers, Clive takes an impulse before jumping down, sword drawn and sunk mercilessly against one of the five other soldiers surrounding them. Taking advantage of the shock does he continue delivering blow after blow, fiery in demeanor, the wings of Phoenix helping him slowly but surely clear an unsteady path.
"Keep running, I will keep them busy!" He encourages before turning to the woman. "You, too. I can take care of these. Keep the Bearers safe!"
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"After them!"
Kat cursed, pushing one of the bearers trailing behind to run faster. Behind them was at least five soldiers hot on their tails. She had been spotted leading two runaway bearers away from a town and chased them to a nearby forest.
"Keep running! And don't look back!" She urged the two bearers as they ducked and jumped over fallen logs and low hanging branches. As they burst into a clearing, she cursed as she saw another five soldiers waiting for them with weapons drawn. They had lead her into a trap.
"No where to run now, rats," the leader laughed as the soldiers circled them. Without thinking she moved into her leap stance. It wouldn't be as effective with a sword but all she needed was a distraction to let the two escape.
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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When the Earth caught fire I was alone, you were waiting by the door. When the Earth caught fire I found a home, and you built me back once more. When the Earth caught fire, We built a home.
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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His father's dedication to his words comes in the silence, in his careful pauses. Clive knows that his father treads carefully to deliver the best answer possible. And by the Founder does it excite the boy to no avail.
It's news to him to know that his father was not wedded because he desired it but because it was his duty to do so... And that sparks more questions but he keeps to himself, especially when his hairs are ruffled, which makes him chuckle. Yet it is what comes later that makes his eyes glint in sheer joy.
"Really, Father? Does that mean we are a concrete piece of you, truly?" To think that, maybe, his father carried them both as he fought countless battles, as he protected Rosaria, as he brought peace and prosperity to their people... It was an honor beyond measure. Enough to make him want to work harder in becoming his little brother's shield -- Rosaria's First Shield, to make his Father proud.
"So, did we quell the hunger, then? Have we... been able to bring you some semblance of peace, Father?"
Does he speak from experience?
Brows raise in thought, and the rest of his expression shifts in the same manner. He's quiet for several minutes -- but in the company of his children, he himself hardly minds silences like this. Besides, the trace of excitement does not slip by unnoticed in Clive's voice, and he'd hate to disappoint by not sharing a thought or memory with the boy.
The smile returns, and somehow it manages to be warmer than before -- thanks in no small part to a surge of fatherly pride and love from his personal revelation.
"I have," Elwin confesses with a mirthful laugh. "When your mother and I wed, it was not by choice. Our lives had already been planned out for us when we were still young -- and so I had never given much thought to a "want" of a family of my own. Rather, I had accepted it as an inevitability. Yet another duty to fulfill."
He pauses again. His hand moves to rest atop Clive's head, playfully ruffling his eldest son's hair. "And then our firstborn came along, followed by our second... and I realized, or perhaps understood, just how much my children did mean to me, and how empty my life would be without them in it. They were a missing piece that I had been unaware was missing at all." Then his head tips to one side, and he shoots the young marquess a playful wink. "That is you and Joshua I'm referring to, by the way. In case it wasn't already obvious."
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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I think I'll be going on hiatus on this blog, but I want to get to stuff from people who are still interested so like this if you want me to get to stuff before I disappear. The fandom is just taking a toll on me (you're all amazing, it's just me who can't engage and it just makes me feel fomo or something, enough to make me want to hide a lot) and I want to see if distancing myself from some places where I wanted to engage the most will help me out. This will probably extend to my Dragoon OC sideblog here.
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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I keep seeing people say that, in the game, people pronounced Mythos in different ways and it always surprises me because, in Spanish, it was always "Myuthos." I thought the English version was following the "myth" part of the pronunciation, since I read the subs in English, and thought the Spanish ones would have it written kind of like "Miuthos" or just "Myuthos" or something... Kind of like how Ultima is Artema, instead.
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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AAAAA RIGHT BACK AT YOU! You're so approachable and nice and AAAAA! I LOVE YOU LOTS!
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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Power is back… <3
Once I feel comfy enough and less of a stranger around here, I’ll try to write a verse explaining Ansel out and hopefully get to stuff I owe all over. Sorry for the constant delay.
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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Send 🐹 for “You? Intimidating? Hell no.” [[ :D ]]
AYOOO GOOD! I am the least intimidating person in the galaxy, so you have a good eye!
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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How Intimidating Am I?
Send 🐹 for “You? Intimidating? Hell no.”
Send 🐰 for barely intimidating
Send 🐭 for slightly intimidating
Send 🐱 for moderately intimidating
Send 🦊 for fairly intimidating
Send 🐯 for very intimidating
Send 🐻 for “MOTHER OF GOD PLEASE DON’T EAT ME–”
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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You feel so lost, I've been there too
Skies so dark no way through
Stories only scars can tell.
I've got so much love for you my friend
Ride or die until the end
But only you can save yourself.
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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Also I have no power until the afternoon so lol
Once I feel comfy enough and less of a stranger around here, I’ll try to write a verse explaining Ansel out and hopefully get to stuff I owe all over. Sorry for the constant delay.
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wyvern-flames · 9 months
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Once I feel comfy enough and less of a stranger around here, I’ll try to write a verse explaining Ansel out and hopefully get to stuff I owe all over. Sorry for the constant delay.
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