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Krisp and I look amaaaaazing

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[🩷](@dringdring.bsky.social)
#Azureverse #IntoTheDeep #ffxivnsfw #bposensfw #AuRa #Au_Ra #raen #xaela #ymhitra #yshtola

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Tama drives Kelly down onto the mat with a powerbomb, but the defiant Hyur simply flips her off in response! Still in the powerbomb position though, Kelly later received another one~

Tama drives Kelly down onto the mat with a powerbomb, but the defiant Hyur simply flips her off in response! Still in the powerbomb position though, Kelly later received another one~

Going for her usual finisher, Kelly goes for a Blueberry Punch! Despite already feeling weakened, Tama feeds her own forehead into the strike to tank through it! She'd later be dropped by another Blueberry punch

Going for her usual finisher, Kelly goes for a Blueberry Punch! Despite already feeling weakened, Tama feeds her own forehead into the strike to tank through it! She'd later be dropped by another Blueberry punch

In her last gasp, Tama manages to catch Kelly off-guard, first nailing her with a Garlean Suplex, before continuing on, and following through with the Wheelbarrow Suplex pictured here!

In her last gasp, Tama manages to catch Kelly off-guard, first nailing her with a Garlean Suplex, before continuing on, and following through with the Wheelbarrow Suplex pictured here!

Going for her finisher, Tama is caught off guard, with Kelly grabbing onto her arm and pulling her down, while her heel comes crashing against Tama's face, knocking her down for the count!

Going for her finisher, Tama is caught off guard, with Kelly grabbing onto her arm and pulling her down, while her heel comes crashing against Tama's face, knocking her down for the count!

It's Wednesday, You Know What That Means!

Facing off against another rival of mine, Kelly showed me a hell of a match! She got the advantage early on, but I never stopped fighting! I did number on her with my last gasp, but it wasn't enough!

#gpose | #yetanothermod | #raen | #au_ra | #hyur

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Anti is unamused by your shenanigans. MILF 4 lyyyyfe!

|| #antimonyshots #pastelmermaid #raen #au_ra ||
|| #nsfwgpose #gposer #flowersofantimony #xivafterdark ||

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there are two types of DRK

#gpose #gposers #sidurguorl #sidurgu #au_ra #raen #darkknight #DRK

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[🎨](AtKO)
#Azureverse #SurfaceWaves #art #commission #AuRa #Au_Ra #raen

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🍑

#gposrs #yuposes #aura #raen #oc:yumeko #xivafterdark #gposernsfw

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[Super soft NSFW Warning: non-erotic nudity]

#AuraApril Day 8: Stars ✨

Our love is written in the cosmos, reflected in crystal, & etched by the stars.

With my starry owl🦉: @auroranubilum.bsky.social

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.//Nakey lizzer gals go speen--

⋆⁺₊⋆ #Au_Ra ⋆⁺₊⋆ #xaela ⋆⁺₊⋆ #raen ⋆⁺₊⋆ #AuraApril2026

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Khan Rinchinbal ( @purplera.bsky.social ) and his Lady Consort.

|| #antimonyshots #pastelmermaid #raen #au_ra ||
|| #nsfwgpose #gposer #flowersofantimony #xivafterdark ||

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FFXIV Au ra character, Mamani Mani, looking for Hatching-tide eggs in the Black Shroud.
She looks back at the viewer with her latest catch in hand.

FFXIV Au ra character, Mamani Mani, looking for Hatching-tide eggs in the Black Shroud. She looks back at the viewer with her latest catch in hand.

But what's behind her is a curious Morbol wondering what's going on!
It's been watching Mamani for a while now, and it's beginning to form some ideas of what's going on...

But what's behind her is a curious Morbol wondering what's going on! It's been watching Mamani for a while now, and it's beginning to form some ideas of what's going on...

Looking to join in on the fun, it leaps at Mamani tentacle first, utterly determined to help her find more of those colorful thingies! 
The force of its enthusiasm catches Mamani off guard and stretched wide open!

Looking to join in on the fun, it leaps at Mamani tentacle first, utterly determined to help her find more of those colorful thingies! The force of its enthusiasm catches Mamani off guard and stretched wide open!

Hours later, Mamani expels the last of the eggs, utterly exhausted...
She can't wait to come back next year!

Hours later, Mamani expels the last of the eggs, utterly exhausted... She can't wait to come back next year!

CW: Morbol Tentacles, Egg stuff

Couple days late, but some of those hiding spots were really hard to find!
Mamani took days to limp home after the egg hunt...

| #FFXIVNSFW | #GposersLewds | #Gposers | #GposeNSFW | #Gpose | #Sinday | #Easter | #AuRa | #Raen | #Tentacles | #Oviposition |

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[🤍](Alma Vanilla)

[🎨](https://x.com/flowerxl1
#Azureverse #IntoTheDeep #ffxivnsfw #art #commission #Au_Ra #AuRa #raen #elezen

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I really like this glamour, but how many problems have there been with it (for example, an accidentally deleted chest with a body piece...)

#gpose #gposers #raen #FF14 #FFXIV

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In a secluded woodland within the nightly outskirts of Ishgard captures a quiet yet pivotal moment of transformation. From towering trees to the sounds of the breeze as it sways the grass, this is a land not yet claimed by its eternal winter from the 7th Umbral Calamity. Ishgard's body is still warm, still breathing. (1.0 canon fact)

At the center of the scene stand two figures—teacher and student—bound not by rank, but by choice.

X’hrun Tia stands poised with effortless precision, his rapier raised skyward, posture relaxed yet unyielding, the quiet confidence of a seasoned duelist evident in every line of his form. 

Opposite of him, a much younger "Countess," 21 year old Asha Soren, mirrors her teacher. Her blade lifted to meet his, though her posture carries the strain of imbalance, of power not yet fully mastered. Her stance and gear is a full contradiction to her methods to survive. As a vagrant of Ishgard, Asha's presence is destined as a vengeful scraper carving a place in a world that has given her none.

Behind her, the well guarded Voidsent watches in interest as the two vow by blade. Their rapiers cross in a fragile axis of trust and defiance.
This is no ordinary lesson. It is a pact.

X’hrun Tia does not demand she sever the void bounded contract that she is protecting. Instead, he teaches her to endure it… to command it… to balance it through the practices of the Red Mage. If she can master the balance of her aether, then that ensures X'hrun Tia that their training will be an eventful one.

As their blades remain raised, the vow is sealed in shared words:
“Chose promise, chose due.”
A promise made. A promise owed. 
For Asha, in this quiet night, the first fragile roots of justice begin to take hold where only vengeance once thrived.

This is her reason.

In a secluded woodland within the nightly outskirts of Ishgard captures a quiet yet pivotal moment of transformation. From towering trees to the sounds of the breeze as it sways the grass, this is a land not yet claimed by its eternal winter from the 7th Umbral Calamity. Ishgard's body is still warm, still breathing. (1.0 canon fact) At the center of the scene stand two figures—teacher and student—bound not by rank, but by choice. X’hrun Tia stands poised with effortless precision, his rapier raised skyward, posture relaxed yet unyielding, the quiet confidence of a seasoned duelist evident in every line of his form. Opposite of him, a much younger "Countess," 21 year old Asha Soren, mirrors her teacher. Her blade lifted to meet his, though her posture carries the strain of imbalance, of power not yet fully mastered. Her stance and gear is a full contradiction to her methods to survive. As a vagrant of Ishgard, Asha's presence is destined as a vengeful scraper carving a place in a world that has given her none. Behind her, the well guarded Voidsent watches in interest as the two vow by blade. Their rapiers cross in a fragile axis of trust and defiance. This is no ordinary lesson. It is a pact. X’hrun Tia does not demand she sever the void bounded contract that she is protecting. Instead, he teaches her to endure it… to command it… to balance it through the practices of the Red Mage. If she can master the balance of her aether, then that ensures X'hrun Tia that their training will be an eventful one. As their blades remain raised, the vow is sealed in shared words: “Chose promise, chose due.” A promise made. A promise owed. For Asha, in this quiet night, the first fragile roots of justice begin to take hold where only vengeance once thrived. This is her reason.

A vaulted Ishgardian training hall, lit by yellow, reverent light, frames a charged moment between two figures poised at the edge of first impression. At the center, a towering statue of Halone stands in silent judgment—spear lowered, shield rested, gaze eternal—watching as though to weigh not just skill, but intent. The statue looms above, impartial and unmoving, as though the Fury herself bears witness to what begins here.

To the right, Asha Soren, now 23, holds a precise 17th-century garde stance, her rapier angled with disciplined elegance, feet grounded, posture unwavering. Her expression was hidden, but her spirit is unyielding; this is not a challenge given lightly, nor one she will permit to be refused. This nature of hers will soon reward her as captain for the Ishgardian Army.

Opposite of her stands younger aged Aymeric de Borel, blade raised though not yet committed. His stance is made in subtle hesitation—a moment of recalibration. His expression carries a flicker of bewilderment, as though caught off guard by the force of Asha's insistence. Yet beneath it, something else stirs: a quiet assessment. Respect, perhaps. Or perhaps the faint edge of nerves, the awareness of rust where noble Ishgardian skill once flowed effortlessly.

This is not merely a duel of technique, but of will: her refusal to let him retreat, his choice whether to meet her fully. And from this clash of steel and stubborn resolve, a bond will form of these two mighty swordsmen. One that neither of them yet realizes will grow into something endearing and humble.

This is her determination.

A vaulted Ishgardian training hall, lit by yellow, reverent light, frames a charged moment between two figures poised at the edge of first impression. At the center, a towering statue of Halone stands in silent judgment—spear lowered, shield rested, gaze eternal—watching as though to weigh not just skill, but intent. The statue looms above, impartial and unmoving, as though the Fury herself bears witness to what begins here. To the right, Asha Soren, now 23, holds a precise 17th-century garde stance, her rapier angled with disciplined elegance, feet grounded, posture unwavering. Her expression was hidden, but her spirit is unyielding; this is not a challenge given lightly, nor one she will permit to be refused. This nature of hers will soon reward her as captain for the Ishgardian Army. Opposite of her stands younger aged Aymeric de Borel, blade raised though not yet committed. His stance is made in subtle hesitation—a moment of recalibration. His expression carries a flicker of bewilderment, as though caught off guard by the force of Asha's insistence. Yet beneath it, something else stirs: a quiet assessment. Respect, perhaps. Or perhaps the faint edge of nerves, the awareness of rust where noble Ishgardian skill once flowed effortlessly. This is not merely a duel of technique, but of will: her refusal to let him retreat, his choice whether to meet her fully. And from this clash of steel and stubborn resolve, a bond will form of these two mighty swordsmen. One that neither of them yet realizes will grow into something endearing and humble. This is her determination.

A storm-lashed battlefield rendered in stark, frozen tones: a whiteout blizzard howls as three figures are caught in a single, breathless instant of violence. At the left, Ser Grinnaux braces himself, his weapon held just in time, his armored form bowed under the force of an imminent strike. 
In front of him, the Voidsent descends in a clear form, her elongated form cutting through the storm with unnatural grace. Her double-bladed scythe prepares for a lethal lethal sweep, its edge poised to cleave through steel and soul alike.

Behind The Voidsent, the Countess stands mid-motion, her Murgleis rapier extended in a precise, elegant line against her wrist, her posture composed yet urgent, as though her strike and the Voidsent’s assault converge upon the same fatal heartbeat. Her fury is sharpened into purpose.

Behind Grinnaux, half-buried in the drifting snow, the Sister lies unconscious, struck down by the knight who now shields himself against the judgement of two livid adjudicators. Her presence haunts the composition, a fragile stillness against the chaos unfolding before her.

This is her fury.

A storm-lashed battlefield rendered in stark, frozen tones: a whiteout blizzard howls as three figures are caught in a single, breathless instant of violence. At the left, Ser Grinnaux braces himself, his weapon held just in time, his armored form bowed under the force of an imminent strike. In front of him, the Voidsent descends in a clear form, her elongated form cutting through the storm with unnatural grace. Her double-bladed scythe prepares for a lethal lethal sweep, its edge poised to cleave through steel and soul alike. Behind The Voidsent, the Countess stands mid-motion, her Murgleis rapier extended in a precise, elegant line against her wrist, her posture composed yet urgent, as though her strike and the Voidsent’s assault converge upon the same fatal heartbeat. Her fury is sharpened into purpose. Behind Grinnaux, half-buried in the drifting snow, the Sister lies unconscious, struck down by the knight who now shields himself against the judgement of two livid adjudicators. Her presence haunts the composition, a fragile stillness against the chaos unfolding before her. This is her fury.

A moonlit snowfall blankets a desolate field, each flake drifting in quiet contrast to the tragic violence poised to unfold. At the center, Countess Asha, scaled captain of the Ishgardian Army, fully kneels upon the cold ground, her posture lowered not in defeat, but in deliberate surrender. Her rapier is driven point-first into the earth before her, hands resting upon its hilt as though it were the only thing anchoring her to this moment. She would never bow to any soul that walk amongst Ishgard with all of her heart, except for one... and that one soul she would endure a thousand blades for.
She does not raise her blade.
She does not move to defend herself.
Her head is bowed—not in shame, but in offering of her love within the pain.

Before her stands the nightgown covered Sister Lunette, consumed by grief and wrath alike. Her form trembles, tears streaming unchecked as her power surges beyond her control, the presence of a voidgate voidsent twisting through her aether. The air behind her distorts, a violent ball of energy coiling violently from the entity's mouth as it prepares to strike.

Yet the Countess does not flinch despite the danger. Her stillness is absolute. Her submission is granted to the Sister. To the fragile, breaking soul before her.

Behind The Countess, the Voidsent begins to conjure a barrier to prepare to shield, to preserve, to act where she will not. However, she also bows her head in apology. Her silence speaks what words cannot: that no harm will be returned to her precious treasure, no blade lifted, no scar given—not even if it costs them both everything.

Their cold moment is suspended between annihilation and devotion. Where love chooses not to fight, but to endure.

This is her devotion.

A moonlit snowfall blankets a desolate field, each flake drifting in quiet contrast to the tragic violence poised to unfold. At the center, Countess Asha, scaled captain of the Ishgardian Army, fully kneels upon the cold ground, her posture lowered not in defeat, but in deliberate surrender. Her rapier is driven point-first into the earth before her, hands resting upon its hilt as though it were the only thing anchoring her to this moment. She would never bow to any soul that walk amongst Ishgard with all of her heart, except for one... and that one soul she would endure a thousand blades for. She does not raise her blade. She does not move to defend herself. Her head is bowed—not in shame, but in offering of her love within the pain. Before her stands the nightgown covered Sister Lunette, consumed by grief and wrath alike. Her form trembles, tears streaming unchecked as her power surges beyond her control, the presence of a voidgate voidsent twisting through her aether. The air behind her distorts, a violent ball of energy coiling violently from the entity's mouth as it prepares to strike. Yet the Countess does not flinch despite the danger. Her stillness is absolute. Her submission is granted to the Sister. To the fragile, breaking soul before her. Behind The Countess, the Voidsent begins to conjure a barrier to prepare to shield, to preserve, to act where she will not. However, she also bows her head in apology. Her silence speaks what words cannot: that no harm will be returned to her precious treasure, no blade lifted, no scar given—not even if it costs them both everything. Their cold moment is suspended between annihilation and devotion. Where love chooses not to fight, but to endure. This is her devotion.

#AuraApril Day 7: Blade. 🤺

The Rapier of Many Forms.

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Some depth about Countess Asha's journey as a RDM in the realm of Ishgard. It has transformed her untamed wrath to honed purpose, even with her contract.

⋆⁺₊⋆ #Au_Ra ⋆⁺₊⋆ #raen ⋆⁺₊⋆ #fangsoftherosegpose ⋆⁺₊⋆ #GPOSERS ⋆⁺₊⋆ #AuraApril2026

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“When the sun came up you were looking at me” 🤍

#TummyTuesday | #アウラ | #Eirian | #AuRa | #Raen | #GPOSERS

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#Azureverse #SurfaceWaves #bpose #AuRa #Au_Ra #raen

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On your knees. Worship me ♥️

#GPOSERS #ffxivnsfw #Raen #futa

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Thanks so much Cipher Nine for the trend!! Get it while it's hot!

www.xivmodarchive.com/modid/159132

|| #antimonyshots #pastelmermaid #raen #au_ra #ffxiv ||
|| #gpose #gposer #flowersofantimony #finalfantasy14 ||

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[🩷](@dringdring.bsky.social)
#Azureverse #IntoTheDeep #ffxivnsfw #bposensfw #AuRa #Au_Ra #raen #xaela

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I was trying to set up an outfit for Sister Lunette with Halmarut's dress, but then something struck my mind once I also placed it on Countess Asha. 

I decided to place them side by side, and thus, this route of "oh no, I see something" began...

I was trying to set up an outfit for Sister Lunette with Halmarut's dress, but then something struck my mind once I also placed it on Countess Asha. I decided to place them side by side, and thus, this route of "oh no, I see something" began...

Just squint closely...

Just squint closely...

O-Oh no, I see it...

O-Oh no, I see it...

OH GOODNESS, THE BEGINNINGS OF MY YURI LOVE LIFE IS REFLECTING UPON MY MIND CLEAR AS DAY!

IT'S NAGISA AND SHIZUMA FROM STRAWBERRY PANIC!!

OH GOODNESS, THE BEGINNINGS OF MY YURI LOVE LIFE IS REFLECTING UPON MY MIND CLEAR AS DAY! IT'S NAGISA AND SHIZUMA FROM STRAWBERRY PANIC!!

#AuraApril Day 6: Free Day (Cosplay)

Oh, this Halmarut outfit is so cute! We look so good together— w-wait... wait a second—

Is that...? STRAWBERRY PANIC?!
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.//Too busy to fix the arms, aaaa— enjoy my happy accidents.

⋆⁺₊⋆ #Au_Ra ⋆⁺₊⋆ #xaela ⋆⁺₊⋆ #raen ⋆⁺₊⋆ #GPOSERS ⋆⁺₊⋆ #AuraApril2026

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A screenshot of Layla (an Auri woman) looking at the viewer. She is wearing a blue dress. Light blue butterflies are adorning her head. Another darker blue one has settled in front of her left yes. Behind her the stars are sparkling.

A screenshot of Layla (an Auri woman) looking at the viewer. She is wearing a blue dress. Light blue butterflies are adorning her head. Another darker blue one has settled in front of her left yes. Behind her the stars are sparkling.

#AuraApril Day 6: Free Day

Under the Stars. 🌠✨

#GPOSERS #AuRa #Femra
#Raen #gpose #AuraApril2026

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It's a mood!

|| #antimonyshots #pastelmermaid #raen #au_ra #ffxiv ||
|| #gpose #gposer #flowersofantimony #finalfantasy14 ||

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#Azureverse #IntoTheDeep #ffxivnsfw #bposensfw #AuRa #Au_Ra #raen

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Happy Monday, darlings! I hope everyone had a lovely weekend. I wanted to introduce Airien’s shard from the First, Eirian Palebloom. I’ve always wanted to make a shard OC and I’m excited to explore him with y’all 🤍

#アウラ | #Eirian | #AuRa | #Raen | #GPOSERS

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happy hatchingtide from the blue bois!! 🐰🥚🐣🧺

#gpose #gposers #wolmeric #unkanmeric #aymeric #au_ra #raen #easter #hatchingtide

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I'm here waiting for you♥️

#ffxivnsfw #GPOSERS #Raen

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Sandwiched

#gposers #xaura #raen #xaela #gposernsfw #xivafterdark

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From the top: The aftermath of the Bloody Banquet. Umbra reaches out to Minfilia as she had the intuition that they will never see each other ever again. Despite the reluctance, Aurora understood what needs to be done, and forcefully takes Umbra for their escape. Minfilia watches the two as they leave, and accepts that this is destiny she must fulfill.

From the middle: DESPAIR AND HOPE AGAIN (REBORN). Two mothercrystals are morphed into one as tentacles of light expunge from its center. One of dark, purple aura, one of light, blue aura. It is expected the purple side to be corrupted, or something as equal to Hydaelyn...

From the bottom: The purple shaded xaela, Umbra, is playing with her morin khuur as a ways to make ends meet while temporarily staying to study with the thaumaturge guild in Ul'dah. The blue shaded raen, Aurora, was reading a book before she noticed Umbra playing. This was their first ever meetup of the two au ra, and they both have been together ever since as a destined thread that cannot be uncoiled or severed.

From the top: The aftermath of the Bloody Banquet. Umbra reaches out to Minfilia as she had the intuition that they will never see each other ever again. Despite the reluctance, Aurora understood what needs to be done, and forcefully takes Umbra for their escape. Minfilia watches the two as they leave, and accepts that this is destiny she must fulfill. From the middle: DESPAIR AND HOPE AGAIN (REBORN). Two mothercrystals are morphed into one as tentacles of light expunge from its center. One of dark, purple aura, one of light, blue aura. It is expected the purple side to be corrupted, or something as equal to Hydaelyn... From the bottom: The purple shaded xaela, Umbra, is playing with her morin khuur as a ways to make ends meet while temporarily staying to study with the thaumaturge guild in Ul'dah. The blue shaded raen, Aurora, was reading a book before she noticed Umbra playing. This was their first ever meetup of the two au ra, and they both have been together ever since as a destined thread that cannot be uncoiled or severed.

#AuraApril Day 5: A Realm (Reborn)

DESPAIR AND HOPE AGAIN (REBORN)

My crystal of light 💠:
@auroranubilum.bsky.social

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.//I had no idea how to tackle this theme, so I just winged it.

⋆⁺₊⋆ #Au_Ra ⋆⁺₊⋆ #xaela ⋆⁺₊⋆ #raen ⋆⁺₊⋆ #GPOSERS ⋆⁺₊⋆ #AuraApril2026

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[🎨](@senekagrafika.bsky.social)
#Azureverse #SurfaceWaves #art #commission #AuRa #Au_Ra #raen

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ꨄ︎

Pose by: ciphernine

#gposes #yuposes #aura #raen #gposernsfw #xivafterdark

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#Azureverse #IntoTheDeep #ffxivnsfw #bposensfw #AuRa #Au_Ra #raen #minfilia

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