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its nice to have several OCs in several fixations bc my brain gets to roll the wheel on which one i’ll draw next
#art#digital art#purp art#violet art#fanart#yotsuyu gae brutus#yotsuyu goe brutus#yotsuyu ff14#ff14#final fantasy xiv#oc#wol x yotsuyu#wolship#Maia Chrysanthe#lesbian#sapphic#wlw
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the scent of smoke clings to her lifeless body.
#yotsuyu goe brutus#wol x yotsuyu#ffxiv#final fantasy#yotsuyu#come closer im normal i promise#yb arablyss#changed caption because i like this better
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how to talk to tall people, a guide by yotsuyu goe brutus
#ffxiv#ffxiv gpose#final fantasy gpose#ffxiv screenshots#final fantasy xiv#final fantasy 14#yotsuyu goe brutus#yotsuyu naeuri#warrior of light#wolship#ffxiv oc#ffxiv viera#viera#wol x yotsuyu#remember abnegation#rememberances#cave scribbles
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"Tsuyu... I promised you. I promised that I would become any kind of monster for you and your future."
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Wrote a little thing about Aoimei
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"My birth parents were bandits," Aoimei extended her hand through the bars, offering out a segment of fruit, "Mama didn't ever want me to know that. But Grandfather told me when I asked him. I had a bit of an identity crisis, honestly," pulling her now empty hand back, Aoimei sectioned off another piece of fruit. She set it in her mouth and hummed happily, her face crinkling into a comfortable smile.
"Of course," Aoimei picked up again, once her mouth was empty, "I was sixteen summers. I believe most people have identity crisees around that age," she chuckled, clever fingers picking apart the fruit without needing her gaze to guide her. "But I wondered if I was meant to be evil. If I was meant to hurt people, because it was in my blood." Again came the hand with the fruit through the bars. So trusting. Believing that no harm would come to her, even as she stuck her limb into an animals cage.
"It was Auntie that set me straight. She came from bad stock too, she told me. And unlike me, she'd done plenty of bad things," Aoimei's arm pulled back, unscathed, "but she'd joined Grandfather and become a good person. Because blood is nothing, at the end of the day. Actions are what really matter. And actions can be changed, just like beliefs."
Silence fell again as Aoimei peeled the last of the fruit, eating the last segment.
"Why do you insist on telling me this?" Yotsuyu finally asked, her voice bitter. Aoimei smiled. As sweet as the fruit she'd shared.
"Because," she said, shrugging, "you learned to do good actions once before. There's nothing to stop you doing it again. If you wanted to."
#yotsuyu goe brutus#yotsuyu x wol#wol x yotsuyu#npc; never stood a chance (yotsuyu)#wol; music in her soul (aoimei shimizu)
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❤ Height Gap Problems 💖
(Art by @/SixTokio on Twitter)
#yotsuyu likes to tease her smol gf#pohli#ffxiv oc#ffxiv wol#not my art#commissioned art#yotsuyuwol#yotsuyu#yotsuyu x pohli#yotsuyu goe brutus
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It’s a little late but Stormblood to date means so much to me, it’s been four years now my first copy of ffxiv is the complete edition featuring Stormblood with Zenos on it; it evokes this inexplicable emotion with in me.
I just Miss the era of Stormblood in general lmao. HBD Stormblood.
#zenos yae galvus#zenos viator galvus#ff14#final fantasy xiv#Stormblood#hbd Stormblood#ffxiv#art#my art#ゼノで#asahi sas brutus#fordola rem lupis#yotsuyu goe brutus#zenos x wol#zenohika#Zenos/Wol#meteor#Wol
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everybody's always like 'oh character x is a wol shard' 'character y is a zenos shard' but nobody cares about my theory that barbariccia is a yotsuyu shard
#not to tiktok meme but genuinely this is my roman empire#as soon as i did the sidequest that explained her backstory i Saw It and knew i was objectively correct#ew spoilers
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I'm not gonna say Yotsuyu was right bc like. she's not.
but the fact that her backstory is well known and it just makes people hate her more hurts me. it makes sense! it's hard to be sympathetic to the woman who is making your life a living hell, but also I cannot look at her and her story, and feel anything other than deep sympathy and rage towards everyone who made her this way.
esp bc like. in 4.x with Tsuyu we run into her whoremaster and we let him go for his sake and not hers? Like I know I would have found that mfer later and put the fear of the WoL in him like damn. the anti-sex worker sentiments are real and i hate that, esp since my main WoL has always been a sex worker.editing to say I also hate the anti sex worker sentiments bc Yotsuyu never chose to be a sex worker. She was forced into it and now she's being damned for it.
#personal;#critique: ffxiv 4.0/x;#stormblood spoilers;#there was gonna be a point here and it got away from me#I just hate that Yotsuyu never got the same chance Fordola's getting#and that even at release the 'redeption = death' calls were so much louder for her than Fordola#I have emotions about Yotsuyu
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Fuck it I'm gonna write a self indulgent DRK WoL x Yotsuyu drabble, because I can't get that sad bitch out of my head!
*ahem*
Swords clattered to the ground, one light, one dark. Tsukuyomi's form lost focus as the aether that comprised her began to wane, leaving behind only the form of Yotsuyu.
"No," she croaked, trying to cling to the fading form of her primal incarnation, "no!"
She felt the darkness approach her, the imposing presence fueled by untold suffering and hate. It was almost bitterly amusing to see the Warrior of Light, cloaked in the very thing she was sworn to destroy.
"Are you well?" the shape in the dark asked, her damned voice coated in the same worry and care she had used for "Tsuyu"
"Save your worry," Yotsuyu spat, dragging herself away from the other woman, "I'm not that poor pathetic thing you so loved to coddle."
The Warrior of Light seemed undeterred. She closed the gap between her and Yotsuyu and began to examine her up close.
"Your aether is fading fast," she stated, looking unflinchingly into Yotsuyu's eyes, "I'll give you some of mine. It should keep you stable until Alphinaud arrives."
She reached out with one hand, but Yotsuyu was quick to slap it away.
"Didn't you hear me?" Yotsuyu shouted, shoving off her would be savior, "I am not Tsuyu!"
"I don't care!" the Warrior of Light shouted back, grabbing Yotsuyu's hand, "you're hurting! You've been hurting your entire life, and I'm not letting this go a moment longer! So let me help you!"
That shocked her. It wasn't like Yotsuyu was physically capable of stopping her in this state, but that declaration left her too stunned to even try.
When the Warrior laced their fingers together she didn't stop her, simply accepting the gesture as what felt like a tidal wave of aether washed over her.
They sat there in silence for a while, simply allowing the aether to flow between them, slowly stabilizing Yotsuyu's strange new form. Though there was still something bothering her, something that kept her from meeting the Warrior of Light's gaze.
"Not enough," she spoke.
"What?"
"I didn't suffer enough," Yotsuyu stated, "even after everything that happened my pain and spite still couldn't hold a candle to yours."
What else could this be? The darkness they both drew on was so much stronger in the Warrior's heart. How else could she gain such power if not through unspeakable pain?
"Do you really believe that?" she asked, her presence growing unbearably close to Yotsuyu's, "that this is all about hate and spite?"
As Tsuyu she had yearned for this closeness. Gosetsu had been a father to her, but the Warrior... she had been a friend, her first real friend, and maybe... maybe even more than that.
Now it felt overwhelming, like the Warrior's presence would consume her entirely.
And once more she felt the need to step away, pulling her hand away from her savior's.
"What else could fuel you so?" Yotsuyu asked, arms crossing defensively.
But the Warrior of Light was undeterred. If Tsukuyomi's might could not push her away, then Yotsuyu's feeble attempts were doomed to fail.
The Warrior of Light cupped Yotsuyu's cheek and turned her face so they'd be looking each other eye to eye.
"Love, Yotsuyu," she declared without hesitation, "the darkness in our hearts, it feeds on Love."
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Yeah that's all I got. That was like all a stream of consciousness I had just as I woke up, because this woman has apparently caused irreversible damage to my brain chemistry.
Also I'm not editing this, because I guess that's kinda the point of drabbles, so uh now I guess you guys know why I need @greyvs to look over my things constantly
#ffxiv#yotsuyu goe brutus#wol#drk wol#dark knight wol#ffxiv dark knight#drabble#the day I stop simping for Yotsuyu is the day I die
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FFXIVwrite2023 - My Fills 10(+1)/30 complete
Prompt #1 Envoy: Unearthed
Hyacinth Veil | ARR & Endwalker
Prompt #2 Bark: Scars
Yorick Faust | ambiguously post Shadowbringers
Prompt #3 Free Day: The House Molyneux Built; Boniface
Boniface Molyneux ( ft. Alana Molyneux & Amélia Murchadh ) | late into the Sixth Astral Era
Prompt #4 Off the Hook: Lady Grinnaux
Tsubaki Grinnaux | post Shadowbringers
Prompt #5 Barbarous: Kicking Far, Kicking Wide
The Burn (ft. Bukidai, Moth'ir & Ibuki) | post Endwalker
Prompt #6 Ring: Eternal Return
Yorick Faust x Lahabrea | ARR-post Endwalker
Prompt #7 Noisome: Wretched
Selene Molyneux (ft. Daxue & Alicia) | post Canon
Prompt #8 Shed
SKIPPED
Prompt #9 Fair: Cookie Clickers
The whole WoL group & Moth'ir ( ft. Thancred, Emet-Selch, Elidibus & Hien) | All Saints Wake 2022
Prompt #10 Free Day
SKIPPED
Prompt #11 Once bitten, Twice Shy: Glass
Yorick Faust (ft. Montresor) | post Shadowbringers
Prompt #12 Dowdy: Daughter
Alicia, Daxue, Selene Molyneux ( ft. Yotsuyu) | post Canon
Prompt #13-14
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Prompt #15 Portentous: The Vision
Alain & Montresor Molyneux ( ft. Yotsuyu) | pre-ARR, post-Shadowbringers
Prompt #16-30
SKIPPED
#ffxiv#ffxivwrite#ffxivwrite2023#CWwrit#I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna do it this year.#I'm gonna write the most incomprehensible bullshit. I hope you're ready#give or take a few days because my sibling is viisting
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seeing red
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NOVA MORENO FFXIV LORE DUMP.
contains spoilers from stormblood onwards, zohar don’t look or i’ll gut you like a fish
nova is not the warrior of light and i don’t even really have a wol au for her. if anything i’d just say that my other oc, omen, is the main wol of her canon.
she is part voidsent thanks to alejandro, a centuries old voidsent.
some lore on alejandro: he was a hero of his time, a paladin, who fell in battle against voidsent. honestly probably very similar to a certain character when it comes to his distribution of aether.
back to nova, she was nurtured by alejandro, who had a penchant for drinking the blood of his mortal victims rather than simply siphoning their aether. vampiric in every sense of the word.
nova lived in othard for a period of time and became a kunoichi. briefly knew lord kaien due to meeting him as a young man in the establishment she worked at. she later met yugiri & hien and joined the doman resistance.
had a crisis about being a voidsent & masquerading as a good person. when yugiri went to eorzea, nova would spy on yotsuyu & eventually got caught.
nova & yotsuyu gay.
nova was devastated by yotsuyu’s death but it solved her morality crisis and she began working with the warrior of light & co. at that point
she is a shard of artemis! and very much loves to hunt. i hc that she and zenos would have a very passionate, near intimate platonic relationship with how they view their prey. wlw x mlm solidarity u can’t convince me otherwise. EDIT: as I think on this I do think maybe I should make her ancient self be achilles just to add some ominous foreshadowing but who knows (:
she can use reaper - like abilities due to being partially voidsent. she isn’t a reaper because she has no avatar, but any enshroud abilities, she can do.
as of 6.2 she is enamoured with someone special as she feels the two of them are similar and wants to help her *feel*
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If you're still taking those flower prompts, how about Gisele x Yotsuyu and Oats, please?
the witching soul of music
A sudden rustling beside her stirred Gisele from her slumber, and her lashes fluttered beneath the soft silk of her sleeping mask. After a long moment of tossing lazily beneath the warm sheets, she knew sleep would not return to her; sighing, she lifted the fine, violet silk from her eyes, carefully so as not to disturb the bonnet which held her curls.
And when Gisele rolled over, onto her side, she spied Yotsuyu before the window. She stood there cloaked in naught but a sheet wrapped about her slender form, her raven-black hair fallen down her back, stark against the soft ivory linen and only a little disheveled. Gisele smiled, as warmth spread through her, still heavy-limbed and feeling altogether languorous. Twas fitting, mayhap, that the moon hung full and luminous over Mor Dhona that night, streaming through the gauzy curtains to bathe Yotsuyu in its cool, silvery luminescence. And she turned then, only slightly, with that incomparable grace she so exquisitely honed; in profile, she fair gleamed in the shadows dancing in Gisele’s bedchamber.
Gisele swallowed down the lump that formed all unbidden, at the sight of such beauty, her heart full.
“Did I wake you?” Yotsuyu asked softly.
“Betimes I am easily roused,” Gisele said, smiling, and stretched out on her side, her head propped up by her hand.
Yotsuyu nodded, and lowered her eyes a moment, before turning her gaze back to the Mor Dhona night. “Forgive me, then. I...am not accustomed to sharing a bed. It was different, always, with patrons. They did not stay.”
“Tis nothing to forgive, chérie. But should you be discomfited and wish to leave, I shall not be wroth with you—”
Yotsuyu turned sharply, her angular eyes wide and startled. “No!” she interjected. “I do not wish it. I simply...needed a moment.”
“Does aught trouble you?” Gisele asked.
Yotsuyu tilted her head, lowering her eyes a little. “I would not say I am troubled, only curious.”
“Oh?”
“Is it true that you perceive an eikon’s aether as song? Y’shtola said it is so.”
“Yes. I am not certain why precisely, but the Echo manifests somewhat differently in each who bears it, beyond our common gifts.”
Yotsuyu nodded, and was silent a long moment before she spoke once more. “I have no memory of our battle. But I would know: what song did you hear, ere I became Tsukuyomi?”
Gisele shut her eyes gently, her memory drifting back to that night at the imperial Castrum in Doma, and the kami made flesh by twisted prayer and deceit.
“A song of sorrowful yearning, flowing with regrets. Ephemeral, fleeting hope. Melancholy and sweet betimes. Innocence and betrayal. A thousand sensations I cannot put to words,” Gisele replied.
Yotsuyu nodded, turning away once more to glance back at the night sky, and that glorious moon. “What a queer thing, that is,” she murmured softly.
“Indeed. And queerer still that I have now chanced to know three mortals who have donned the mantle of gods.” Gisele slowly opened her eyes, lifting her gaze once more to the window, and Yotsuyu, bathed in moonlight. “But I also know that in such Primalsong, the truest measure of the soul is heard. And yours was exquisite, even in its melancholy. If you should wonder why I wept for you, and gave you all the succor mine Arts could offer...that is why,” she said.
Yotsuyu raised her hand to her heart. “Not a day passes that I do not. But I am glad for it.”
Gisele smoothed out the linen sheet before her, still warm, and smiled in invitation. “Come back to bed, Tsuyu.”
She did without hesitation, without a single word, only letting the sheet fall to the carpet before climbing back up to nestle tightly against Gisele, warm and soft, with the ever present faint hint of peony of her floral perfume clinging to her bare skin in all its subtle splendor, mingled with the scent of shared pleasures.
“Thank you, Gisele,” Yotsuyu said, even as she inhaled deeply, and clung to Gisele’s generous curves, lightly caressing her back.
“You are most welcome, love...but whatever for?”
“Everything.”
Gisele whimpered, as Yotsuyu’s achingly soft lips met her own, firm and fierce, and she melted into her, upon the warm tongue which met her own.
#yotsuyu goe brutus#wol x yotsuyu#femslash february#femslash feb 2021#femslash february celebrates black women#gisele surana#otp: le soleil et la lune#bisho writes#thegreatersea#ask bisho
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Since I was reminded, here is the forbidden Yotsuyu/Kira arts
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🎶 two bros, chilling in a hot tub, 0 feet apart because they are gay 🎶
(art by the lovely @/chipikuu on twitter)
#yotsuyuwol#tsuyuwol#woltsuyu#yotsuyu x pohli#pohli#ffxiv oc#ffxiv wol#yotsuyu goe brutus#sapphic#wlw#my oc#not my art
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