Trifecta #sunsnroses

A large single page comic. A long string of agitated inner dialogue that grows more frantic with each panel, and the speech bubble also grows more chaotic. Eventually trailing off to silence, and a gentle question of 'How are you?', easing an overwhelming burden of anxiety in an instant (with a hug)

Day 6/7 - Anxiety, Bliss, Together and Apart

reasons we dont leave Ahzuvi alone, and reasons you don't want to become the reason she's left alone

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie

A digital sketch of Wuk Lamat flexing her biceps and smiling, with Alisaie and Alphinaud hanging from her arms. Alisaie looks delighted while Alphinaud looks surprised

They may not have showed it on screen, but I know in my heart that this happened at least once

after a lifetime of loss, and fire, and faith, the angels are rewarded at last with happiness at journey's end

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie 💚❤️

thank you everyone for viewing my contributions to wolisaie week! it was genuinely great fun to step out of my comfort zone (even if only a bit) and practice gposing, and i loved seeing everyone’s ideas for the prompts!

here’s to more in the future ❤️🤍

day 8: free day
in which the valenhearts settle in for bed on a typical night

archiveofourown.org/works/804472...

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie 💚❤️

Jaeger and Alisaie are sharing a tender kiss in the Kobun Gardens of Shirogane, surrounded by cherry blossoms and decorations for Little Ladies' Day.

A slightly different angle of the before picture.

Same as before, except on the opposite side of them.

#WolisaieWeek Final Day: Free Day!

Spending some time with my favorite Lady for International Women's Day/Little Ladies' Day.

(I couldn't decide between angles, so you get them all. Sorry not sorry.)

#WolisaieWeek2026 | #Jaelisaie | #Wolisaie

it's not your fault, you did good, and i'm never leaving you again

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie 💚❤️

day 7: together/apart
in which alisaie stays behind for the last time

archiveofourown.org/works/804472...

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie 💚❤️

#WoLisaieweek Day 7: Together
"We returned to that place at the end of everything, where we'd parted, then soon reunited. We danced to a song on the wind, and we swore, this time - never to part again. From now on, we shall walk on hand in hand... Together." #wolisaie #alisaie #wolisaieweek2026

- ideal, any time it was in the picture it was too bright

still made it work. i think things to improve on would be the angles of the shot, fov and the actual posing cuz rn its like their faces are clipping pretty badly

anyway thats enough angst for the week. their reward is sweet fluff

~says no notes and proceeds to yap~

would you believe this is the first time ive gposed them kissing? me neither

very interesting lesson on perspective. the tree isnt actually heart shaped and its hard to pose them in a "realistic" kissing position. also i messed with the sun and most of it wasnt-

day 8: free day

no notes, just kiss 🤍❤️

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie #sunsnroses

A digital painting of Fiora from Xenoblade Chronicles. She has her Machina body, and looks out at the viewer with a confident expression, one arm upraised in determination. The art features no background, but the bottom part of Fiora’s silhouette fades to a brilliant blue landscape of the beach on Fallen Arm.

Seven 🥪

#xenoblade #xenobladechronicles #xc1 #xenobladespoilers

Day 8:

Listless in a realm reborn...
Intertwined on our path heavensward...
Together against the storm of blood...
Distant as the shadow was brought...
Closer we grew as toward the end we walked...
And from the footsteps of a new dawn trailed...

We carry on, evermore.

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie
Day 8 - Free Day!

I decided to do more with Tesleen, going with their farewell. The reference piece for this one is this beautiful piece by Voxcyde! bsky.app/profile/voxc...

Thank you all for making a wonderful first Wolisaie week!!!

A lineart drawing of Alisaie, inside a wagon. She is writing a letter on the back of her Adelphoi book, and it is raining The text reads: "Dear Vidri, thank you for being so kind as to help Alphinaud and I in regards to our grandsire. He meant the world to us, and seeing him as Bahamut's thrall.. I hope your injuries are okay, and thay my brother is treating you well. He's a bit of a snob, but he truly means well. Pray consider me a friend. Should you need someone to come give him what's coming, I am only a letter away. Alisaie"

A lineart drawing of Vidri and Tataru, inside the Solar in the Rising Stones. Tataru is penning the letter, as Vidri is illiterate and dictates. The text reads: "Dear Alisaie, Thank you for kind words. Truthfully, I wasn't sure what to make of you when Urianger asked me to assist you, especially after your brother threw his sack of popoto weight around here. In my home, we often make charms for those we care for. I'm told Eorzea has similar traditions. I was looking through my effects and found a familiar feather in my pocket. I hope you like this bracelet. You don't have to wear it, but I hope you keep it close. Consider menyour friend as well, and safe travels. Vidri"

A lineart drawing of Alisaie, looking off into the distance. On the bottom, she's rushing to meet a Postmoogle with 2 letters in her hand. The text reads: "Dear Vidri, I pray this reaches you in time. Please warn Alphinaud about the company he keeps. I fear if I say something, he may not listen. As taxing as it is being his sister, I wouldnt' hear the end of it from our parents. I pray my fears are unfounded. This letter would arrive faster than I would, so please. Watch your backs. If I find out either of you have gotten into a mess, I'll do something. And it won't be fun. Alisaie"

A lineart drawing of Vidri, inside a room. In the background you can see Alphinaud running towards Tataru in a snow hood. She's writing this time, and in the foreground you can see a Warrior helmet and an axe. The text reads: "Dear Alisaie, I'm sure Alphinaud has already thanked you for the escape ride out of Thanalan. We've been able to stay off the radar as wards of House Fortemps. Its... cold here. Weather aside, the Ishgardians see us as an ill omen, a calamity waiting to strike. And the stares. It's likely because of my horns and tail. I've had to hide them with bulkier clothes. I've never had to worry about that, but after coming here, and feeling the glares from these nobles... its frustrating. It feels like we only share letters during dangerous times. What's your daily life like? Any good food, or have you met any new friends? Sorry if my letters aren't good. I only just started to learn to read and write. Vidri"

#wolisaieweek2026 woe, mini comic be upon ye

(1-4/10)

Day 7: Apart/Together - Following the Coils set of raids to Alisaie's reintroduction to MSQ at 3.4, the girls have become penpals.

Jaeger and Alisaie share a loving embrace as they say goodbye on the docks of Tuliyollal. Jaeger's left hand cradles the back of her head while his right is around the small of her back. Their foreheads are pressed together. Their friends are trying to give them a moment of privacy as Wuk Lamat, Sphene, and a bit of Y'shtola can be seen in the background.

Same image as before, but close up and from the opposite side. You can see Alisaie's hand on Jaeger's cheek.

#WolisaieWeek Day 7: Together/Apart

"Together or apart,
My love shall follow you always.
Travel safe and well.
I'll see you again soon."

#WolisaieWeek2026 | #Jaelisaie | #Wolisaie

is it easier or harder to prepare an archon thesis with an angel doting on you?

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie 💚❤️

- before i scrapped it and worked on what you see now

also going to link a short, related fic to the above
archiveofourown.org/works/65384494

guess im still riding the ghimlyt train

i originally had something ambitious planned with joce in ghimlyt on one side and ali in the crystarium on the other, reaching out for each other. the photos would meet in a way where their hands would be touching

didn't get it to work but heres what i had -

day 7: together/apart

it's strange...i thought i would be terrified when the fighting started.
i should be terrified. but with you by my side, i can't help feeling everything is going to be all right.
so please...

don't you dare leave me alone.

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie #sunsnroses

#wolisaieweek day 6: anxiety
"I CAN look after myself, you know."
"Oh, certainly! But part of self-care is letting others help when you feel low, you know."
"Hmmnf... That's my line, love-"
"Shhhh, I've got you."
I was gonna do spicy, but got in my feels instead. #wolisaie #alisaie #wolisaieweek2026

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie
Day 7 - (Together/Apart)

okay so like what if it was tesleen and alisaie's together and apart as well. just for fun. (for us. for them it is the worst)

WoLisaie Week 2026 - Chapter 5 - daydreamgalaxies - Final Fantasy XIV [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

#wolisaieweek2026

Double feature bc I couldn't finish day 5 on time

Day 6: Anxiety/Bliss - the Burn TM
archiveofourown.org/works/804998...

day 6: anxiety/bliss
in which alisaie is stressing over her archon thesis

archiveofourown.org/works/804472...

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie 💚❤️

All was quiet in Dawn's Respite. Eerily so. The Scions were laid in the beds spread across the room as if they were sleeping, but such was not the case. Their bodies were here, but their souls were missing. Jaeger's was the only soul in the room as he kneeled beside Alisaie's side, deep in thought. He cradled her limp hand gently in his own; hands that nearly dwarfed hers entirely. Where did she go? Where did they all go? He worried for them all of course, but Alisaie's summoning had hit him the hardest. They were supposed to stay together. She'd made him promise not to leave, and yet she was the one who ended up collapsing on the battlefield. "So please... Don't you dare leave me alone." Her words echoed in his mind again, wrapping around his heart and squeezing until he thought it would burst. The realization had hit him like a rampaging auroch. How could he have not seen it before? They had become thick as thieves since reuniting after the Dragonsong War, that much was plain for all to see. He considered her his best friend. But when had it turned to love? For how long? Weeks? Months? The lingering glances, the desire to be in her presence, to touch her, to make her happy... Those weren't the desires of a platonic relationship...right? Oh gods. What the hells does one do when they fall in love with their best friend? He grimaced. Nothing. He would do nothing. Love was not something he deserved. And it was impressed upon him long ago that he was impossible to love. No, he would not ruin their friendship for his own selfish desires. He would continue as he always had, even if it hurt.

He forced his mind to move on. Thoughts of their last moments together on the battlefield. How they'd reached for each other, their bodies wracked with pain. His stomach twisted. Could he have prevented her from being summoned away had he only grasped her hand? Surely not. But the thought lingered regardless. A low rumble vibrated in Jaeger's throat. He thought of the mysterious voice that took his friends from him. The robed man from his last contact. It was his fault. When he got his hands on him....

"Jaaaaeeegerrrr! Are you in here?" Tataru's voice rang out in the silent room just as she rounded the curtains, causing Jaeger to jump. He released Alisaie's hand as if it were a viper that had struck him, hoping Tataru hadn't seen. That was the last thing he needed. "T-Tataru!" he stuttered, his voice pitching upward in surprise. The Lalafellin woman looked at him in confusion, then understanding, and then...pity. Gods, he hated that look. He cleared his throat as he stood. "Tataru," he started again. "Is it time?" Tataru beamed at him, bouncing excitedly on her toes. "Yes! I'm all ready to go now. The boat is already waiting for us." She glanced around the room at their friends one last time before beckoning to him. "Let's go find that beacon!"

#WolisaieWeek Day 6: (Anxiety)/Bliss

Jaeger kneels at Alisaie's bedside, full of anxiety due to the disappearance of her soul and grappling with a recent realization that was flipping his world upside down.

(Story time in alt text)

#WolisaieWeek2026 | #Jaelisaie | #Wolisaie

Can I get uhhhhhh 🌶️ 🍰

Diana leaning again a bookcase in Apollo's house, looking dismayed and anxious, while Alisaie leans around her, smiling at her in an attempt to comfort her partner. The lighting is warm and soft.

A vision of Diana's, her standing on a burning battlefield leading a Garlean army into battle. Next to her, the Legatus of the VIth Legion - Tiberia van Flores - looks at her and smiles wickedly. Despite the dreamscape being fiery and hot, the lighting is cold, almost sickly.

= #wolisaieweek2026 Day 6 - Anxiety =
Even with Alisaie's support, a bastion of stability in her life, Diana still can't help but get flashes of what her life could've been. The thought of herself at the head of a Legion terrifies her.

#gpose | #apolloffxiv | #dianisaie | #wolisaieweek | #wolisaie

Alisaie was not the first to arrive. When she opened the doors to the Waking Sands, she was expecting to have a chance to speak with Urianger prior to the arrival of this ever-so-reliable scion that her brother would not shut up about. But no. There she was, already learning the broad details of the task at hand. Alisaie knew that it was her decision to request the warrior of light's assistance (at the 'recommendation' of both her dear brother and Urianger), but it still felt annoyingly intrusive. Alisaie folded her arms and waited awkwardly to the side while the two continued conversing. She could and should handle this on her own. This adventurer—no matter how highly regarded—didn't need to be here. This was a family matter, for one thing. This was her beloved grandfather, for another. But the scale of what she was attempting to do was... challenging. No matter how much she wanted to argue, it would simply be easier to have this well-regarded sellsword along for the journey.

These caverns were massive, and the outer shell of the Dalamud fragment was bordering labyrinthian. How long had they been searching for a way in, a few bells at least? How long could they be searching? Several bells more? Days, even? And that was without accounting for the very-much-still-active Allagan systems that were ready to blast them out of existence at every turn. She had to admit, Ahzuvi was every bit the great warrior that her reputation suggested. Pesky Allagan technology and twisted chimeric beasts were felled as easily as your everyday bandit. More impressively, Ahzuvi was not intimidated in the slightest. The two of them stood in the shadow of Bahamut's wing, and the hyur marched forward despite the visceral reaction of fear that plagued any Eorzean who witnessed it emerge from the red moon in the first place. So when Ahzuvi's first signs of uncertainty were in a simple maze, Alisaie was both annoyed and amused. But that uncertainty turned to anxiety very quickly, and yet the warrior of light remained as sharp as ever to the dangers they faced. It was rather extraordinary watching her decisively and completely dismantle an Allagan defense node, only to stand back up and look around the surroundings nervously. It wasn't until they found an entry port into the ruin that Alisaie finally understood. Ahzuvi calmed significantly once inside, largely unphased by the monolithic chamber of Allagan handiwork. The warrior of light hadn't been on paranoia's edge due to the defensive systems outside. She had been facing a most mundane of fears—wandering blindly in a labyrinth, and solid earth in place of sky, reaffirming that they were very deep underground. She was claustrophobic.

"I'm...somewhat surprised any kind of seedkin is able to thrive out here." Alisaie could admit Ahzuvi was...charming, but she was providing more questions than answers the longer they shared company. In just this single venture, they had stumbled their way through corrupted crystal shards, some dozen or so golems, and aetheric illusions without too much trouble. But it was the flora that made Ahzuvi stop and question things. Charming. That's all she could think about, and it was mildly distracting. — After returning from the first venture into the ruins in La Noscea, Alisaie was reeling from finding that her grandfather still lived, yet remained beyond her reach. Worse, she had to somehow explain this to Urianger...and not sound driven insane with grief. There's no way he would believe her—who would? She hardly could, herself. But Ahzuvi would. Even as Urianger cast reasonable doubt on what Alisaie had seen, Ahzuvi stood firm in defending that what she saw was more than a distraught figment of imagination. She could hear it in the warrior of light's tone—she also didn't sound confident that what they saw was real. But she trusted Alisaie enough to believe her. — Ahzuvi poked one of the seedkin with the tip of her spear, causing Alisaie to ready herself just in case. "Mmh. Maybe 'thriving' was the wrong word. This is long dead." Ahzuvi poked a second one with the same result. "The area is rich in aether, but by no means healthy for these, I suppose." "You know what they are?" Ahzuvi nods. "They're somewhat common in the Twelveswood—" Both jumped back as the third plant Ahzuvi checked sprung to life, two barbed tendrils rising from the center of the plant. A sweet smell filled the air, and a noxious substance visibly dripped down the vines. "Mmh... correction. I know something similar to what this is. The same concept to deal with it should apply." Unphased. Knowledgeable. Humorous. Charming.

Alisaie bit her lip in frustration, rubbing at a fresh bruise on her arm. It didn't bother her at much as having to argue with her brother here of all places, but it still hurt. It distracted her from the frustration, at least. She just wanted to keep moving. This place had gone from bad to worse, and she didn't want to look at it anymore. The familiar footsteps at her side for the entirety of this journey had gone quiet, however. Alisaie realized she hadn't seen Ahzuvi since she and her brother started arguing. When she found her, Ahzuvi was at the far end of the chamber, seemingly in a trance. She was still, her shoulders had fallen limp and her spear dropped to the ground as she gazed up at the glowing vessels and their prisoners in stasis. Alisaie tried calling out to her, but she obviously didn't hear. Concerned, she approached the warrior of light instead. Not a trance, but simply in shock. Ahzuvi's eyes were wide, looking on in horror at the atrocities the Allagans had committed. It was the first time Alisaie had seen her so thoroughly... defeated was the only word she could come up with. "Ahzuvi...? Are you alright?" No response. A few minutes passed, and still no response. Alisaie remained with her, and to her surprise (and annoyance), Alphinaud was not far away either. Finally, Ahzuvi allowed herself to move, stepping back and abruptly turning to walk away. She grabbed her spear from the ground, and left without a word—eyes cast to the ground with every step.

Day 5 - Mystery/Knowledge

"What's so special about this 'warrior of light' anyways?"

(long form in alt text)
((dont pay attention to me uploading this on day 6 Ifellbehind))

#wolisaieweek2026 #wolisaie