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name is Rina or Rini | (she/her) | 21+ | ⊱FFXIV side blog⊰

i draw things sometimes💒

idk how to use tumblr properly + my english is kinda bad :З

tags,,, 🌸rini risovaet - art 🌸rini boltaet - shitpost/sketches 🌸rini reblogaet - reblogs 🌸rini otvechaet - asks

LMAOOO im not gonna say anything thats just true😭😭😭 yuna would hate me if she knew what things i draw with her xDDDD the stuff her sister is into (SEGGZ) is beyond her disgust and for mist i just want some happy times honestly shes fucked up+depressed+DEAD+whatthehell but hey! actually shes a little better in canon now too (but not that good lol, never, sorry mist you will suffer)

awww ty🥹🥹 even tho i didnt posted stuff for a long time now actually ahaha

sooo at the ball there was some tension between Lucius and the elf guy named Tatsu,,, i couldnt resist and drew a self indulgence sketch! i just love the dynamic,,,,😭😭😭

" You have decided to place our fate not in the hands of a Faceless god, but in your own — I respect and admire this in you. I will keep this signet ring safe until we meet again. With love, your faithful Lucius Kaiser. "

BOOM! GAP MOE yuna!

caravelle the best girl <3 "the smartest guy at the ball doesnt understand why hes losing to me" "me, whos been eating his pieces when hes not looking"

kin list or something

the squad

when you create a character saying to yourself and your dm "i will not romance anyone!" and then, first session in new group, you see a lonely boy on a balcony of a palace while observing it for the upcoming ball. he saw your falcon familiar, slowly held out his hand - yet you flew away scared he might cast something. but then it dawned on you: he wanted falcon to sit on his hand! oh stupid you. "he looked so tired and weakened... might i see him again?" you think. a week passes. its already the time of arrival at the ball; you fly around the castle one last time. in search of this boy now. you found him on the same balcony. "he looks better now. almost shines..." then he notices your familiar again! holds out his hand, too… you guide your familiar to sit down. boy ouches a little from your-falcons claws. you look into his eyes; golden, yet somewhat tarnished. he smiles. something inside you skips a beat. "how unusual..."

OH BOY