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This is your story

Here it is, the design for my next tattoo. It’s the Yu Yevon with text written in the Yevon Alphabet that says, “This is your Story”. I’m so so happy with this…like..incredibly happy…

Final Fantasy X is one of those games that I’ve always held close to my heart, ever since I was a little kid. It has always meant just so much to me, and I’m so glad that I’m finally going to have a piece of it with me always…

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Old Concept Art of Yu Yevon I don’t know how legit this is, I just found it on a forum where people were talking about it.  If it IS legit though, I really dig the head piece.  

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A watercolored sketch of Yevon, depicting his full body and costume, to use as reference~

(it is my design for Yu Yevon, the summoner)

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FINALLY FINISHED OMG

This is meant to portray the way that Yevon views the world in regard to pyreflies, which make up life. This is how he can tell humans from other beings that take a human shape.

This is another of those weird instances of randomly drawing comics in my sketchbook o3o;;

OH- and if it doesn’t get big enough to read, it’s on my DA as well.

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lifeparasite:

       Smoothly a pair of feline irises pursued each fragment of a stranger’s soul slipping away from grasp, rejoining the fulminating horde of fluctuating remnants, this place may not have the elegance or charm to abide guests; but an undying calm was hard to deny. Was this woman the shepherd? Did she attend to these fragments? These remaining souls? It didn’t particularly matter, our antagonist raised Masamune’s anatomy not in challenge, even if it may have been portrayed as such but immediately a swing unto the left was taken forcing gravity to pull residues of sanguine with expertise. That same ground they stood upon in all its holiness, became stained with putrid blood clots extracted from filthy beasts, was this taken as an offence?

Remaining stoic and never changing, moist flesh beds dared not part as their corners curled into subtle apathetic smile, a token of perhaps appreciation for being accepted with such humble disposition; alas Sephiroth had rotated away from the lady’s attention span, while Masamune’s presence faded into nothing more but fireflies ready to be lulled into appearance whenever desired. Heavy boots coated in sable paste marched beneath tapping noises, leaving the antagonist to stand nearby a jar of lively roses, something still breathing and living and unaffected by any harshness outside; it was rather amusing to foresee this miracle and with one touch those same roses began to wither beneath a veil of black colour. A thick miasma devoured colour and vivacity, forcing disintegration to be eminent and like it never existed.

" My intentions are not of your concern."

Feline eyes soothingly turned their attention upon each and every outline of the woman’s anatomy, peering into that gaze reeking of royalty if not mild supremacy, no matter how much it would be analysed; whoever she might portray it was surely an icon of importance. That entire radiance of “peace” could be either a façade or her nature, although it did not phase the villain’s sense of security, after all why not discuss like civilized beings? Once the entire flower came to vanish away from sight, some clarity of his objective came to surface almost in resemblance to a malady.

" Whenever to consume or ¢ σ я я σ ∂ є, I will ask. . how does one return to the place they rightfully belong? ”

Her own precious pyreflies mingle and dance within the eerily emerald aura that surrounds him.  The two outer-worldly forces of spirit energy frolicked for a brief moment, dancing and mingling with each other in excitement.  The man seems to be a reincarnation of sorts, one that has been displaced and reconstructed within her home.

But what did his presence mean?  Well, it is obvious this man is unclear himself, as he snatches one of the pyreflies that hover around him.  As if to crush it, she watches as gloved fingers curl around the glowing spirit, and it dissipates into thin air. 

Pattering of bare feet halt as the sword is drawn lackadaisically, tip of the steel blade pointing directly at her.  A fool if he wished to fight, as the last sword struck upon her ended in a blinding flash of energy, the owner falling to her feet in instant death... 

But as he whips the blade to the side, it's clear he only wished to cleanse steel of the slaughtered fiends.  She visibly relaxes, facial expressions calm and steady as her sight traces the splatters blood across temple floors.  

Rude, she must say... yet coagulated lifeblood only paints color into the filth and rubble around them.  She returns her gaze to the impressively long weapon, observing as the blade fades and transforms into an energy that joins with the one that surrounds him.  

The flower vase catches her guest's attention, as he walks nearer it.  With a single stroke of velvet petals, they turn to soot, crumbling beneath his fingertips.  Again, how unbelievably rude... 

            "They became my concern when you walked through my doors, desecrated my home and devoured my roses... How do you expect to claim what you seek, without aid of the great priestess that commands power of this sacred temple?"

The man's presence is intoxicating, reeking of strength and commanding respect.  She is possessed with an urge to feel his power, claim it as her own.  With wide eyes and a pounding heart, she almost challenges him, but somehow keeps wits about her.  

So, he wishes to return?

          "I'm afraid I cannot help you in that matter, as the forces that transported you are blind to their ways.  They are unbiased and without reason or direction.  It seems you have arrived here by pure chance."

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                                                    you do not know of the ｂｕｒｄｅｎ

                                                           that lies upon my shoulders;

                                                                       — nor the ᴘᴀɪɴ

                                                                 that i carry in my нєαят.

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{ Going out of town till Tuesday- I have two drafts left for Sephiroth and Shuyin.  All other drafts have been cleared!  If you think I owe you, check the thread cause I'm almost positive I'm caught up besides the two mentioned.  I will have my laptop but think I'm gonna be on my other two accounts while gone.  Message me if I owe and have a nice weekend~}

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       Sorrow had consumed her and she felt herself on the brink of insanity.  The world had turned it's back on her.  No longer was she needed, no longer was she seen as the great protector, worshiped as a Goddess who brought light to a dark land.  Standing upon her husbands soulless Fayth a final time, she bids him farewell. 

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Worlds away, the pyreflies guided her broken soul.  The place that she arrived suited her, as it reminded her of an ancient city and landmark, abandoned long ago.  Death swirled around the lost priestess, whispering her name in muffled anguish.   The familiarity was peaceful and calming...

The forest although thick, was scant of leaves and life.  The trees matched her silver hair, every direction leading back which way she came.  A labyrinth?  Did it serve a purpose?  No matter... She elegantly weaved her way through, brushing fingertips over the trunks as she passed.  

The slender woman's glowing figure illuminates the ground as dusk begins to to cloak the forest bed.  Perhaps she would turn mad after all, become the spirit that haunts this place...  Then, a man caught her eye.  Moonlit hair and glowing emeralds, she approached him.

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Almost 300 Follow Forever (beautiful banner thanks to nibelhart)

So! I know that I kinda said that I’d make this myself.. ^^; But the outcome of the banner was terrible, and so I decided to take advantage of the opportunity to use the banner that was made for me! ^^; Anyway I wanted to do this to thank all those who have been with me from either the very start or helped me along the way, and since I’m close to 300 I thought this was the best way! A lot of you have stuck with me even when I’m super ooc, and that’s marvelous, I love it! You’ve put up with my ramblings and everything in between, and this is my way of giving back! ^^ So here we go! 

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"Did someone call?"

Booty-lesca.

"Don’t you mean that for Lady Yunalesca….?"

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blackmage-lulu:

A light roll of her shoulders accompanied by a light shake of her head if only half of her response. “More of an observation, really.” As the priestess continues to speak, the Mage allows her gaze to wander, seemingly disinterested in what she has to say. “—All of that time at your disposal and you managed to waste it. The question is not how I would have you feel, but rather,  how do you feel?”

        Waste it?  The former guardian is either delusional or incredibly cruel, and Yunalesca narrows yellow eyes upon her.  This mage once too worshiped her father’s name and had been willing to die for her summoner…  Did they all turn mad and forget what Sin truly represented?

"The war waged a thousand years ago sentenced millions to death, and war will come again now that Sin has been vanquished.  Are you truly so blind you wish for millions more to perish in a war that will destroy the world, rather than allow Sin to keep peace and hope alive in these lands?" 

The latter question is ignored, as she’d rather be sent to the Farplane than admit her anguish and defeat to this… intruder…

"Lady Yunalesca?"

      The unsent peers up, recognizing one of the guardians responsible for her downfall. “Leave me…”

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       Blinking, she processed what she just heard.  Yunalesca frolicked amongst the dead, escorted the living to their demise, and existed as an unsent for centuries... Death was apart of her.  The screams of anguished souls caused not a single emotion to stir; the hum of their spirit a comforting sound as it lulled her into slumber every eve.

Her gaze followed the staff as it was laid to the side, a truce of sorts even if it was not the summoner's intention.  Death would be waiting when she returned to it, seeking Yuna's guidance like a child lost in the night.  

Remember?  Why did this woman insist on clinging to the past, reminiscing on the dead?  It was a cold stare she offered, one of caution and bewilderment.  For centuries the Priestess upheld and enforced her father's teachings, saw that her husband's sacrifices were not in vain....  And yet, not once did she shed a tear in their names.

"How noble," she remarked, feline iris' searching for meaning in this.  Somehow, she doesn't understand.  

"I assume my presence is one you didn't anticipate, as I cannot share in your grief.  I will however, leave you in peace since you spare me your stave..." 

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*winks at Auron in that black suit* 

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I accidentally Yevon’d while working today oops

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zanarkandsongstress:

   {♫} ——— ”M-my name is Lenne, lady Yunalesca” she took a small bow to show her respect, holding her hands in front of her. Not even in her wildest dreams she imagined she would ever meet the daughter of the city’s leader —a summoner, her inspiration. “I’m a summoner, too…I came to pray, I come here every week to do so, the rest of the days I pray back at the east temple. I’m honored to meet you”.

     "Likewise, Lenne." the priestess smiles faintly, eyes lid with a slow nod.  The daughter of Yu Yevon bathes herself in the praises of the people, humility lost years ago.  Yet, the young woman's heart is still pure, genuinely caring for the people that sing her father's praises. 

"Ah, another summoner?  I am pleased to witness such such devotion, and glad to see a new face at the Dome... Although, you seem... familiar in a sense... Have we not met before?"

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