Midnight Coven

Hi hi! I’m Tara! Though most people know me as Astrivara, which is my main OC and honestly the one I respond to the most anyway, so either works!I’m a gposer with six OC’s that I use for posing, and they’re all open for collabs! Together they’re known as The Midnight Coven, which sounds very cool and intimidating, even though I am… not intimidating at all.The Coven includes:
– Astrivara, my Viera (and my main!)
– S’kyra, my Miqot’e
– Vaelira, my Draenei/Viera cross
– Seraphine, my Midlander/Elezen cross
– Crysalyn, my ice-themed Au Ra
– and Pinkbean, my puppy, who is probably the most emotionally stable out of all of usI love posing with them and bringing their personalities to life, and I’m always open to collaborations with any of them!Outside of gpose, I’m a Savage and Ultimate raider and have cleared all the fights, which still feels illegal to say because I don’t feel that cool. I’m a Black Mage main, which means I have a deep emotional attachment to my Ley Lines and will absolutely refuse to move even when I really, really should. I can (and have) played everything, but nothing feels as right as standing in one spot and committing to my bad decisions.I should also warn you that I’m extremely shy. Like, aggressively shy. I’m trying really hard to get better about it, but I will absolutely be awkward and panic internally while talking. Please don’t let that scare you away, I really do want to meet people and collab!I also don’t rate my own work very highly, but I genuinely love creating things, and it makes me really happy to be part of this community.I mainly do SFW work, but I can do some NSFW within my comfort zone. All of my characters (and myself irl) are lesbian, so I prefer to keep things aligned with that!If you ever want to collab or say hi, please feel free to reach out on my socials!Click on the portraits below to learn more about each character, and to view their own galleries! Any NSFW stuff related to each of the characters will be posted on my socials!

✦ Astrivara ✦

Name: Astrivara
Forest Name: Stjarna
Race: Viera
Gender: Female
Age: 42 (Young by Viera standards)
Origin: The Feywood, Golmore Jungle
Current Residence: Eorzea
Occupation: Black Mage
Alignment: Neutral Good (leaning)
Status: Wanderer

Astrivara is unusually short for a Viera, standing closer in height to a Miqo'te woman than her towering kin. Her smaller frame gives her a gentler, less imposing presence, often causing others to overlook or underestimate her entirely.Her form is slender and delicate, built more for grace than endurance. She moves quietly, often with hesitant, careful motions, as though she fears disturbing the world around her.Her skin bears celestial markings resembling constellations scattered across her body. These markings glow softly and shift in color depending on her emotional state and aetheric condition.Her long ears frequently tilt backward in nervous habit, betraying her discomfort long before she speaks—if she speaks at all.Astrivara’s markings are not merely decorative—they are a living manifestation of her aether and emotional state.Their color changes involuntarily, revealing feelings she cannot hide.Soft Violet — Calm, neutral
Deep Indigo — Focus, active spellcasting
Crimson-Violet — Fear, distress
Pale Blue — Sadness, vulnerability
Silver-Lilac — Safety, trust
Black-Violet — Extreme stress, dangerous aetheric outputThe markings brighten significantly during spellcasting, transforming her into something almost cosmic in appearance.Astrivara is deeply shy and introverted, preferring solitude over the unpredictability of others. Social situations cause her visible anxiety, and she often avoids interaction unless absolutely necessary.She is gentle, observant, and deeply empathetic, though she struggles to express herself openly.She avoids conflict whenever possible.However, when forced into combat, Astrivara becomes calm, precise, and terrifyingly effective.Magic is the only place she has never felt afraid.She did not come to Eorzea to become powerful.She came to learn how not to be afraid.Astrivara was born in the Feywood beneath ancient, watchful trees. At birth, she was given the name Stjarna, meaning Star, for the celestial markings that glowed upon her skin.Such markings were rare among the Viera.She grew apart from others early in life—both because of her unusual appearance and her small stature. Though never cast out, she was never fully understood.She discovered Black Magic not through formal teaching, but instinctively. She could feel the currents of aether, the pull of forces others feared.Her power grew quickly.Too quickly.Fearing herself—and fearing what she might become—Astrivara eventually left the Feywood of her own will.She came to Eorzea seeking distance, understanding, and perhaps a place where she could exist without fear.

✦Vaelira✦

Name: Vaelira Nythera
Race: Half Viera / Half Draenei
Title(s): Daughter of the Shattered Sky, Twilight-Born, Warden of the Fractured Veil
Alignment: Neutral Balanced (Mediator between Light and Void)
Birthplace: Argus (during the Fracture of the Broken Star)

Born of a Viera mystic and a Draenei cosmic scholar, Vaelira Nythera is the living union of forest intuition and celestial wisdom. Her mother stepped through a mysterious rift from her woodland home, drawn across the stars to Argus, where she met the Draenei who would become her partner. Their love bridged two distant worlds, rooted in shared reverence for forces greater than themselves.On the night of Vaelira’s birth, a dying star shattered in the skies above Argus, its violet light bending toward her as she drew her first breath. In that moment, the Void took notice. It did not corrupt her—but marked her. She became a living convergence of cosmic forces: the balance of the Viera, the Light-touched soul of the Draenei, and the quiet, persistent whisper of the Void.Throughout her childhood, reality responded strangely to Vaelira’s presence. Shadows lingered, dreams carried prophecy, and she sensed fractures others could not see. As she matured, she sought to understand the whispers within her, believing she could control them. For a time, she drifted dangerously close to becoming a vessel for the Void’s endless hunger for possibility.Her redemption came not through rejecting the Void or surrendering to the Light, but through understanding both. Vaelira realized neither force was absolute truth. Instead, she embraced balance—allowing neither side to dominate her will. Through discipline, self-knowledge, and acceptance, she became something rare: not servant, not victim, but mediator.Calm, observant, and deeply introspective. Vaelira carries quiet empathy for those who struggle with inner darkness, yet maintains emotional distance to protect her own stability. She values balance above dogma and believes truth exists between extremes. Though burdened, she remains resilient and compassionate.A wanderer and guardian of thresholds, Vaelira walks the fragile line between cosmic forces. She protects reality not by destroying darkness or worshipping Light, but by ensuring neither consumes what lies between.Vaelira is not the chosen of Light nor the servant of Void—she is the balance between them. Proof that even something born beneath a broken star can choose its own fate.

✦Crysalyn✦

Name: Crysalyn Glacielle
Race: Au Ra — Raen
Gender: Female
Age: Appears mid-twenties
Height: 4’9” (146 cm)
Build: Slender, delicate
Skin: Porcelain pale
Hair: Snow white
Eyes: Frost-pale blue

Crysalyn appears less like a woman, and more like something shaped by winter itself.Her skin is porcelain pale, softly luminous beneath cold light, unmarred by sun or imperfection. Frost-white scales rest subtly along her features, blending seamlessly into her complexion.Beneath her eyes lie faint markings of icy blue, delicate and crystalline in shape, resembling frost that has settled into her very being. They shimmer faintly when they catch the light, giving her gaze an otherworldly stillness.Her hair falls in long, silken strands of pure white, weightless and smooth, framing her face in soft layers. Blunt bangs rest just above her eyes, lending her an expression of quiet severity.From her temples extend smooth ivory horns, pale and unblemished, curving outward with quiet elegance.Her eyes are glacial — pale, desaturated blue, sharp and unwavering. They do not wander. They observe. Calm. Measuring. Distant.Her figure is slender and graceful, and she moves with controlled precision. Each step is silent. Each motion deliberate.She does not appear fragile.She appears preserved.Like ice untouched by thaw.Crysalyn is a creature of stillness.She speaks softly, when she chooses to speak at all. Her voice rarely rises, and her words are measured, deliberate, and sparse.She is observant beyond expectation, often noticing what others overlook. She does not react quickly, nor does she act without purpose.Emotion exists within her, but remains deeply guarded.She is not unkind.She is simply distant.Trust is something she grants rarely, and once broken, never again restored.She endures quietly.Unmoving.Unyielding.Crysalyn was born along the distant shores of Hingashi, beneath pale skies and quiet waters.From the beginning, she was different.Her unusual pallor and frost-like markings drew quiet attention from those around her. Some regarded her as blessed. Others, as something less easily understood.She lived as expected of her. Quiet. Obedient. Composed.Yet she never belonged.Where others found comfort in warmth and kinship, Crysalyn felt only distance.In time, she left.No farewell. No explanation.Her path carried her westward, until she arrived in Ishgard — a city defined by cold and stone, by endurance and silence.There, she remained.As if winter had finally claimed her.

✦Seraphine✦

Full Name: Seraphine Valmont
Age: 22 Summers
Race: Half Midlander Hyur, Half Elezen
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She / Her

Seraphine Valmont’s earliest memories begin not with a childhood, but with awakening beneath Gridania’s vast canopy, her body weak and her mind fractured. No records exist of her arrival, nor any vessel or witness to explain it. Her physiology bears the unmistakable blend of Midlander resilience and Elezen refinement—yet certain aetherial signatures surrounding her are... anomalous.Some conjurers whisper that her aether does not fully align with the Source.
Others say she feels like a flame burning under different laws.Seraphine herself remembers nothing.Despite her uncertain past, Seraphine has woven herself into the quiet life of Gridania. She resides on the outskirts of the city, in a secluded dwelling where the forest grows dense and the night air remains warm long after sunset. The elementals neither reject nor embrace her—an uneasy neutrality that suits her just fine.Gridania is not her birthplace.
But it is her home.Seraphine walks the path of destruction and equilibrium—one of calculated devastation and precise aetherial balance. Her aptitude manifested unnaturally fast, as though her soul already knew the language of ruin.Unlike most Black Mages who learn through years of discipline, Seraphine’s mastery surfaced instinctively.She did not learn fire.She remembered it.Her aether burns hotter than most, manifesting in deep crimson and gold hues. Flames answer her not as tools, but as companions—responsive, eager, and intensely alive.Notable properties include:Exceptional fire-aspected spell amplificationReduced strain when channeling destructive aetherPersistent passive heat signature even at restOccasional uncontrolled thermal fluctuations during emotional distressHer fire does not flicker.
It watches.Seraphine is composed, observant, and quietly intense. She speaks rarely, but when she does, her words carry weight beyond her years.She does not fear her power.She fears what it might reveal.Despite her calm exterior, moments of curiosity, dry wit, and subtle warmth emerge around those she trusts. Yet an unspoken distance remains—as if part of her is always listening for something just beyond perception.

✦S'kyra✦

Full Name: S'kyra Nightflame
Race: Miqo'te (Seeker of the Sun)
Age: 26
Birthplace: Limsa Lominsa
Current Residence: Wherever the tides carry her
Occupation: Independent courier, information broker, and part-time adventurer
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Pronouns: She/Her

S'kyra carries herself with the relaxed confidence of someone who has seen both the beauty and cruelty of the world. Her dark hair falls in layered waves, catching subtle hints of color when touched by the light. Her eyes are sharp and observant, always moving, always watching.She favors bold, expressive fashion—mesh sleeves in vibrant hues, cropped tops with playful motifs, and layered accessories that chime softly when she moves. Her style blends streetwise practicality with unmistakable individuality.Her posture often appears casual, even lazy, but beneath it lies constant readiness. She is never truly at rest.Sk'yra shows off the following prsonality traits:
•Observant and emotionally perceptive
• Playful, sarcastic, and disarmingly charming
• Fiercely independent
• Slow to trust, but deeply loyal once trust is earned
• Thrives in uncertainty and freedomS'kyra often masks seriousness behind humor. She watches people carefully, learning their rhythms and their tells. She rarely reveals everything she knows, and she prefers to keep her true thoughts guarded.She is not cruel—but she is pragmatic.Born beneath the ever-burning lanterns of Limsa Lominsa, S'kyra was raised among sailors, merchants, and drifters. The city taught her early that survival belonged not to the strongest, but to the most adaptable.Her youth was spent navigating crowded markets and narrow alleyways, learning which smiles were genuine and which concealed hidden danger. She developed a natural talent for moving unnoticed, listening without being seen, and understanding more than she let on.As she grew older, she left the certainty of Limsa’s docks behind, drawn by opportunity and curiosity. Courier work became her gateway into the wider world—carrying messages, secrets, and promises that were often too valuable to trust to paper.Somewhere along the way, the girl who ran errands became a woman entrusted with information others would kill to possess.She never remained in one place long enough to belong.She preferred it that way.

✦Pinkbean✦

Full Name: Pinkbean Celestia
Alias(es): Pinkbean, Bean, Lucky Pink, The Painted Accident
Age: Unknown (Origin classified as created, not born)
Gender: Female
Species: Artificial Hybrid Construct (Canine-featured, Miqo’te-expressive anomaly)
Height: 4'7" (140 cm)
Build: Petite, soft, plush, and deceptively durable
Hair: Long, pastel pink with soft volume and shine
Eyes: Pink-violet, highly expressive, Miqo’te-like emotional clarity
Distinguishing Traits:Canine ears, tail, and sharpened teethExtremely expressive facial micro-reactionsPersistent faint aura of pictomantic energyNatural scent of sugar, ink, and ozone

Pinkbean Celestia was not born.She was made.Rumors whisper of a Nu Mou researcher — brilliant, obsessive, and morally flexible — who sought to test the boundaries between imagination and reality. They experimented with pictomancy, using emotion, desire, and raw aether as catalysts.Pinkbean was the result.Not merely a summoned construct… but a fully autonomous being.
A fantasy given permanence.Whether she was meant to be a prototype, companion, or accident is unknown.The Nu Mou vanished shortly after her creation.Pinkbean remained.Pinkbean Celestia is the embodiment of contradiction.She is:Clumsy, yet rarely harmedForgetful, yet capable of complex magicDitzy, yet instinctively perceptiveFoolish, yet impossibly luckyHer small stature reinforces her harmless appearance, causing most to underestimate her immediately.She exhibits the classic “airheaded blonde” archetype — easily distracted, prone to accidents, and frequently confused.Yet reality itself seems to subtly bend to protect her.She trips — but never falls far.
She guesses — and is somehow correct.
She fails — and still succeeds.She does not question this.She simply giggles and moves on.General Demeanor:
Soft, cheerful, affectionate, and harmless-seemingCognitive Pattern:
Disorganized thoughts, emotional logic over rational logicMotor Coordination:
Poor. Extremely prone to tripping, bumping into objects, and dropping thingsInstinctual Luck:
Abnormally high probability manipulation events observedEmotional Transparency:
Her face reflects her emotions instantly, with Miqo’te-like clarityPrimary Discipline: PictomancyThe ability to create, alter, or influence reality through drawings, symbols, and visualized constructs.Pinkbean’s pictomancy differs from conventional practice.Her magic does not rely entirely on technical precision.It responds to her feelings.Effects observed include:Manifesting drawn objects into physical formAltering probability subconsciouslyCreating animated constructsReality subtly correcting itself to favor her survivalAccidental spellcasting through idle doodlingHer creations often appear cute, soft, pastel, and whimsical.Even when dangerous.Especially when dangerous.Despite her artificial origin, her body functions biologically.She feels.She breathes.She exists.Pinkbean does not fully understand what she is.She does not question her origin deeply, possibly due to:Cognitive limitationsEmotional avoidanceOr subconscious protective mechanismsHer small size and naive demeanor cause most to dismiss her as harmless.This assumption is often incorrect.She behaves as though she belongs.And somehow…Reality agrees.

✦ Titiana ✦

Race: Half Raen Au Ra / Half Garlean
Age: 28
Former Rank: Tribune, Garlean Empire
Occupation: Independent Gunbreaker
Status: Officially Killed in ActionTitiana Corculum is a former Garlean military officer believed dead by imperial records. In truth, she abandoned the Empire long before the Calamity and now operates independently across Eorzea.Born in Thavnair to a Raen mother and Garlean officer father, Titiana was taken to Garlemald after her mother’s death and raised under harsh imperial discipline.

Titiana proved an exceptional combatant and rose to the rank of Tribune within the Garlean military. During a magitek accident, she suffered severe injuries and was subjected to experimental augmentation.Her lost arm and tail were replaced with magitek cybernetics, and her eyes were modified with combat analysis systems.These procedures were imposed, not chosen.Though she initially resented them, Titiana eventually learned to exploit the enhancements, refining their systems herself.When it became clear that the Empire intended to push further experimental modifications, Titiana refused to remain their test subject.During a deployment outside the capital, she staged her own death and severed all ties to Garlean command.Imperial records now list her as KIA.Titiana travels independently across Eorzea, still carrying the name Corculum despite abandoning the Empire.She fights as a Gunbreaker, wielding a rare dual-gunblade technique enabled by her augmentations.Calm, blunt, and unsettlingly direct, Titiana approaches combat — and conversation — with the same clinical efficiency.The Empire may consider her dead.Titiana simply considers herself unavailable.