#miyaura

the inspo and the unfinished product 🙂‍↕️

the jtekt stings uniforms are so aesthetically pleasing and THE COLORS UGH 🐝

also 7 aces, talk about miyAURA. ✨🤌🏻 (hehe🤭)

ffxiv screenshot meme. // accepting.

Send 👎 to see them in something they’d never wear

Send 👘 to see them in an outfit traditional to their culture

Send 👀 to see them in something suggestive

shop window, Miyaura (port), Omishima, Ehime-ken 4 January 2018

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...and through the erosion of colors here bring forth an implacable matter, as well as their matteness; they are overtaken by a constant impoverishment... Jean Louis Schefer. The Deluge, The Plague : Paolo Uccello (1976; Tom Conley translation 1995) : 27

STRANGERS that claimed to be their salvation and preached about better ways to govern a country. She has never heard, or seen these new HEROES’ faces in her lifetime. They were not present during the endless years of war against the insidious sin-eaters, and yet here they came, strangers from a distant land claiming that hope was not lost. To add insult to the injury, one of them managed to STEAL the Oracle away. 

Hatred was much like a seed, planted and growing within her bosom. Oh, how she despised their heroism ---- wasn’t it the very quality that led their world on the brink of being sundered in the first place ? They did not know their suffering, and would forever be ignorant to the lengths they’ve gone to LIVE. 

So when she meets the Warrior of Darkness for the first time, Karigan bared her fangs, lips curling up into a vicious snarl. They were bold this time; brave enough to siege Eulmore by storm with only their company. Though the Eulmorean army was enough to keep them separated, the esteemed HERO had the HONOUR of walking the paved path. It was only unfortunate that she was here, standing in the way of so-called liberation. 

“ This is as far as you’ll go. ” Karigan growls out, green eyes almost gleaming with fury as she drew her sword. She could not fail here. Even though she had faith that Ran’jit was capable of dismantling this rebellion, her pride as a general wouldn’t allow her to stand aside. 

Something in the air shifted, or more like snapped. Power gathers around Karigan, cackling and alive. Taking the form of red sparks of pure energy envelopes her free hand, dancing jovially upon her palm.

physical detail ask meme. // accepting.

bold of you to assume she has any affe- jk. 

It’s quite the opposite really ! Well, when it comes to platonic relationships. She rarely touches the other person unless she has a reason to. i.e get their attention, pull them out of the way, nudge them as a jab. The more she values a person and their relationship to her, the more she avoids physical touches. She mostly reserves it for people who are drawn to it, and uses it as a weapon for manipulation instead. 

utility pole, wrapped upper left : 美しく (beautify) Miyaura, Omishima (21 July 2018) and/or google image capture (January 2015)

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