Sir Yeetsilon, The Unbroken

@LunarMoonMiqote Together they're nigh invincible!

"𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙍𝙞𝙝𝙡𝙪!" Ren fighting at Rihlu's side, there isnt nothing those two cant take on together.

Nap time~

ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɴɢᴇ

Hello~ Hope you are doing good! Want some Tea?

They certainly know how to keep their guests happy 🍹

The Horseman comes, and tonight he comes for you.

IN THE NAME OF THE EMPEROR!

#GPOSERS She knew what she was doing with this. ft. @KnightlySalina Happy Femra Friday!

Saerithra II: First Day of Training Pt 2 ~Her Cherished Outfit~ After the first day of training, Saerithra found herself standing alone near the edge of the training grounds, the fading light catching along the edges of her new armor. Her fingers brushed lightly over the red mask and the dark plates that Deylith had gifted her. The armor fit perfectly. Too perfectly. As if someone had taken the time to imagine what she would look like in it. Saerithra tilted her head slightly, studying the reflection of the metal along her arm where the faint blue dragon markings curled across her skin. “…Why does this feel so strange?” she murmured. It wasn’t the armor. It wasn’t the mask. It was the feeling sitting quietly in her chest. During training she had noticed things she couldn’t quite explain. The way Kané watched her—not like a commander evaluating a recruit, but like someone making sure she was safe. Guiding her stance. Correcting her grip. Protecting without making it obvious. And Deylith… Saerithra’s eyes softened slightly. Deylith had teased her constantly, smiling with that playful confidence that made it impossible to tell when she was serious. But there had been no cruelty in it. Only warmth. Only welcome. Saerithra shifted her weight, her long fox tail swaying behind her before beginning to wag on its own. She noticed it immediately. “…Stop that,” she muttered to herself. The tail ignored her. Her chest tightened slightly. Her heart had skipped more than once that day. Not from battle. From something else entirely. Belonging. The thought frightened her more than any fight ever had. Saerithra looked back down at the armor again, fingers resting lightly over the chestplate. Why did she want to know more about Kané? Why did her presence feel… familiar? Like something she had been missing her entire life without realizing it. And Deylith… Saerithra hesitated on that thought. Her cheeks warmed slightly beneath the mask. “…Why do I want to stay?” she whispered quietly. The answer never came. Only the soft night air and the faint wagging of her tail betrayed the conflict inside her. For someone who had survived alone her entire life… Wanting to belong felt far more dangerous than loneliness. / #EorzeaPhotos / #SaeLore / #Saerithra / #GPOSERS / #chesder / featuring the lovely friend @SYeetsilon being referenced

she is very wife :3

@KnightlySalina Totally for combat reasons. Because you know...she'll be more...aerodynamic.

@SYeetsilon i have my reasons

𝘈 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦~? ❤️

With this sort of weapon, I can fight evil by moonlight! If you call me a Sailor warrior though, you're going to regret it! I'll throw a link to the weapons in the reply, they're really pretty!