#lihzeh

[crescentfool]

drew yuwi for @fwishfearme 💙 (ft. ahki from @cinnamon-quails and also.. my squid.. LOL)

#ffxiv #other's ocs #shirayuri fugetsu (lily) #ahki lihzeh (star) #splatoon oc #splatoon #minatoast #lizzy does art #i liked this enough to post this here hehe i had a lot of fun drawing this!!! #in the words of my friend... 'i love how u went 'i wanna do stickers and somehow made it into an artstyle' #i'm really happy with how this turned out!! i love drawing multiple things and arranging it like its a sticker sheet hehe its fun #and i think i am feeling very comfy in my style. pardon the fact that minatoast is VERY out of place (its my own oc bias lol) #finally my art looks icon-able enough... i am WINNING!! #also i am realizing there are a few other oc things i havent posted i'll try to remmeber 2 post them haha oopsie woopsie!

[nullshocked]

tagged by stolen from @secondsundering to make my oc/s in this picrew. >:)

Jack Rye / Jean Royer II

Yunji Kwon

Aodh'a Nbolo

Choh'to Lihzeh

Everyone should do this and say I tagged you byyyyyyyeeeeeeee

#oc: jack rye #oc: yunji kwon #oc: aodh'a nbolo #oc: choh'to lihzeh #there was no gray or heterochromia options sadly

[bobokitty]

There is something unholy that compels me to make cat boys into idols. I don’t know what it is…

#my art #drawing #ocs #ffxiv wol #sal'um lihzeh #pokemon oc #still no name for him #but brain considered Catsune lol #cat boys #idol boys #makes sense

[keracchi]

Trying to get a feel for new oc hic

cant decide if he should have short or long hair

bonus doodls of my xiv ocs

#0153 #aereon evrardoux #zirnwyda #kahzu'sae molkoh #weiran lihzeh #.. tbh am considering changing put kaz' surnamr #since hes supposed to be siblings w wei #ori

[scionitics]

#❝ 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 ― gposes. #❝ 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 ― visuals. #❝ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ― kimeh lihzeh.

[booty-uprooter]

with the way mauh lihzeh dismisses male keepers as being 'better in small doses' i've always kind of assumed the tradition of naming them after their mothers was born from a feeling that they aren't worth the trouble of coming up with individual names for (which, to be clear, would be hilarious if true) but i think it's probably more likely that since male keepers are prone to wandering, their mother's name has the same general effect as the colored tattoos that are supposed to give them menphina's protection. it's a sort of charm intended to insure they never forget where (and more specifically who) they came from so they can always find their way home

#ffxiv #keeper of the moon #miqo'te lore #zack's random nonsense

[meracydia-miqo]

Ahki Lihzeh - Cherry Blossom

You are soft but you are not quiet. Bright and loud and excited about life, you are likely the first to ask to pet someone's dog. You have always had a large group of acquaintances but struggle to maintain close relationships, always afraid they will leave, taking some of you with them. Those that have met you, could never forget you if they tried. You wear your heart on your sleeve and while you will never apologize for it, sometimes wish you could grow some thorns. Despite your unequivocal beauty, you are humble and kind, never demanding, always willing to shed your petals to keep others warm. Don't forget to take care of yourself love, don't be afraid to let someone stay and grow alongside them, instead of for them

quiz here

tagged by @eriyu--thank you!!

tagging @starlit-seadragon--come out here and play :D

#this is both accurate and also not #soft? yes. loud? not at all. but the relationships part is accurate because wol #i wouldnt say she wears her heart on her sleeve though. she distances herself from people a whole lot #and doesnt let many in on how she truly thinks/feels #ahki #ffxiv

[fleurdelanuit13]

FFXIVWRITE 2023: Prompt 29 - Contravention

Lyla had made a mistake. She'd partially turned away from a Wood Wailer who, as an off-hand comment, had just expressed his views on Keepers of the Moon and told two of them—Lyla herself and Mauh Lihzeh—that he would prefer to just kill them than think differently of them than he did poachers. To "let the Twelve sort out the 'Claws from the rest," he'd said.

She heard his footsteps as he moved towards her. She saw Mauh step back with widened eyes and attempts to hide her tailfur fluffing.

"Wait, stop!" yelled another Wailer. Lyla saw him trying to grab his squad-mate's shoulder as the squad-mate reached for Lyla's. "Don't you know who this is!?"

The purple-pink bulb of Lyla's hallowed chestnut rod chimed as she drew it and spun it vertically. A few things happened. First, as the Wailer's hand entered her space, dark red spikes suddenly formed in the air, courtesy of a barrier she'd put on herself as a precaution. The spikes latched onto his hand like brambles. One stabbed through his palm like a knife. Energy crackled along his arm and threatened to tear his flesh until he pulled it back.

Second, aether swirled around Lyla. Brief manifestations of small crystals and crescents circled her. Third, aided by Swiftcast, she cast the spell Damnation, which gave its target visions of the hells. What sort of hells, Lyla did not know. She had never asked Mumuepo and now that man was imprisoned in a fighting pit.

The wind picked up around Lyla. The Wailer fell to the ground screaming, and then she cast Silence on him. Her skin started to sting, not from her magic but from wary elementals around the area. She had used thaumaturgy, not black magic, but her emotional tension was enough to get their attention. As the Silenced Wailer writhed from whatever Damnation bequeathed him, Lyla stepped back towards Mauh.

"He's not hurt," she told the rest of the Wailers. A few had started to reach for their lances. As Lyla wondered if she could fight this squadron, the Wailer who recognized her rushed to step between her and the others.

"Stand down, all of you!" he ordered the others, kicking away the downed Wailer's lance. "She's a Hearer."

Lyla glared at the downed Wailer. The spell had worn off enough for him to pay attention. Her tail and hair bristled. She spoke to him loud enough for all of them to hear.

"Were you not guilty, you would not scream so. The Hell of Earth will welcome you, the gods will not hear you, and the only company you shall keep will be whatever comes to feast on your disgusting corpse."

Aether flowed around her weapon. The Wailer remained Silenced. "If you have committed the sins that I suspect of you, I would be well within my rights to kill you here, by both our laws." The metal of the rod began to ring, then it stopped. "But I will not slay you on mere suspicion."

Lyla stowed her weapon and looked intensely into the eyes of the Wailer who'd recognized her. She remembered him now. He was one of the lancers she'd saved at Haukke Manor some moons ago. She'd slain a succubus or some such before the voidsent could transform him.

"If you don't do something about this," she warned them all while addressing him, "I will."

"U-understood," the sensible Wailer stammered with a strong nod. Lyla didn't stay to ensure that he did. She quickly left with Mauh.

Once they were far enough away, Lyla ducked behind the remains of a heavenspillar tree and loosed a string of curses as she let herself fall against it. Given how that Wailer had acted and the look in his face when her spells hit, Lyla believed he was (or would be) guilty of more than just threats. Still, she thanked Nymeia, Menphina, and Nophica that the Echo had not chosen to provide her proof.

Mauh helped Lyla to the ground and said something out of concern, but her voice just floated around Lyla's ears and grew distorted. Lyla sat with her head between her knees. She gestured for Mauh to wait until she had caught enough breath.

More elementals murmured in her senses. The heavenspillar's roared. Lyla felt her teeth in their sockets. It was as if every bone in her body was humming. It wasn't angry—it just wanted quiet. The feeling tapered off as Lyla breathed and asked the other elementals for calm, but her heart continued to race.

"Go to the Druthers," she told Mauh after some time. She pulled out a chocobo whistle, blew it, then handed the whistle to Mauh. "Just tell them you're with me and stay there a while."

Two chocobos arrived. One, Sparkle, was sky blue and the other, Twinkle, was yellow with black-tipped feathers.

"But what about you?" Mauh asked.

Stop asking questions! thought Lyla. Twinkle crouched down next to her. "I'm just going to the Central Shroud," she said. Lyla gave Mauh a linkpearl. "When she calls, tell Raya-O I went to Hopeseed."

"Raya-O?" Mauh now looked at the linkpearl as if she'd been given a knife. "Raya-O-Senna!?"

Who else would it be? Lyla hissed in her mind. She nodded to Mauh more with her ears than her head, as it had yet to stop spinning. "Yes. If she asks you to help find me, don't. Stay with Sparkle, stay at the Druthers, don't wait up."

Sparkle gave a timely kweh and stepped toward the ginger Keeper.

"Will you be alright?" Mauh asked aloud this time. Her fur hadn't settled at all this whole time. Lyla could taste her anxiety. It was bitter and sharp. "What are you going to do?"

Lyla took hold of Twinkle's reins and let the bird pull her to her feet. "I'm going to collect a debt."

#lyla sylvie ffxiv #ffxivwrite2023 #this takes place in post-arr #don't worry about the missing context #but for some context mauh & co are from the quest 'the past is a story we never tell' #that racist wailer wanted them to stop for a checkpoint search & lyla refused

[lightninmoon]

Let’s start from the beginning. Lightnin’ Moon became an adventurer 1 year and 2 months ago.

Born to Tahla Lihzeh & Una Ganajai two Miqo’tes from the Keeper of the Moon Clan. Growing up Lightning was quiet, introspective and very curious. After her mothers tragically passed in the war when she was only 10 years old. The clan took care of her. Her peaceful disposition did not fade although her heart was stricken with a lifetime of grief. Lightning chose to embrace life and not harden her heart. She found strengths in her wounds to be a disciple of Archery.

Even though she prefers a life of solitude and being a lone wolf, Lightnin’ still is kind, jubilant and has a big heart for everyone she meets. Being able to help anyone in need is her life’s calling. She likes to be playful, loving, and sweet.

[songofdefiance]

tfw you do the moogle quests and are once again foaming at the mouth to write a fic that gives mauh and urha lihzeh justice

#amaya talks #i'm still mad about it #fuck the wood wailers #fuck gridania

[nullshocked]

The Orphaned Moon on any given day tbh.

#i forgot i had this mod installed im fucking losing it #oc: choh'to lihzeh

[bobokitty]

You know, sometimes with art you spend all this time trying to make a drawing, and in the end, you don’t like the results. But you still tried to make something, and that’s what matters, y’know?

Anywho, this came about because the adventure plate of my WoL reminded me a lot of Byzantine religious icons aha so tried to remake it like one.

#my art #drawing #ff14 #ffxiv #ffxiv wol #sal'um lihzeh

[lihzeh]

Dσɳ'ƚ ϝσɾɠҽƚ ƚσ ɾҽɱҽɱႦҽɾ  Tσɱσɾɾσɯ'ʂ ɳσ ɱσɾҽ ƚԋαɳ ყҽʂƚҽɾԃαყ Aʅʅ ყσυ ɳҽҽԃ ιʂ ɯαɳƚ Aɳɠҽʅʂ ɯσɾƙ, αɳԃ ԃҽʋιʅʂ ρʅαყ 

#final fantasy xiv #ffxiv balmung #teirra lihzeh #lihzeh #keeper of the moon #miqo'te #ffxiv #ffxiv screenshots #final fantasy 14 #ff14 #ff14 screenshots #ffxiv snaps #gposers #balmung server

[nhel-ffxiv]

If Nhel had her mother’s hair color 🍂

[teixileadraws]

Ｔｅｉｒｒａ Ｌｉｈｚｅｈ

𝘍𝘍𝘟𝘐𝘝 𝘙𝘗 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 // 𝐵𝒶𝓁𝓂𝓊𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝑒𝓇 

ᴋᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝙰 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢'𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝙸𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎

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☾ Software: Adobe Photoshop CC | Procreate ☾ Hardware: iPad 10.2" & Apple Pencil

I’ve just started drawing again this past month and have been encouraged to keep going by my two friends! Decided to make an art sideblog just to keep track of my progress mostly. So here’s my FFXIV character: Teirra Lihzeh. I’ve been practising drawing artwork of her so ya might see a lot of her lately.

#final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #ffxiv art #ffxiv balmung #final fantasy 14 #ff14 art #ffxiv miqo'te #ff14 miqo'te #keeper of the moon #texileadraws #teixilea #teirra lihzeh

[wanderers-shadow]

Prompt #4 - Clinch

For #FFxivWrite2020

Characters: Tahla Nhavan, Rekha Lihzeh

“You’ll do no such thing.”

The sound of Jinta’s voice rose with a singular clarity above everything else in the camp, and all at once everything seemed to stop. Idle chatter, the clatter of crafting or weapon practice — it all drifted off as the entire clan’s attention turned to the two women standing beside the central campfire. When Tahla’s mother raised her voice, everyone always listened, whether it be in addressing the whole clan or a display of her quiet and constrained ire toward another. Especially, Tahla noted, if the latter was directed at at her aunt Rekha—which was exactly what was happening now. When the matriarch demanded respect, she received it.

And Rekha simply laughed in her face.

“That so? An’ just what d’ye think ye can do to stop me, dear sister? Mm?”

It was a familiar scene, one that was growing more and more in frequency. One would have to be feeling pretty generous to claim that the two women got along even in the best of times, and the strain of recent events certainly wasn’t doing anything to help. Tahla used to find herself conflicted whenever one of these scenes played out, the increasingly fierce grappling of wills between her mother and her aunt. But more and more she was finding herself in support of her aunt’s conflict stirring, despite it putting her further and further into opposition with her mother.  

For someone who had little interest in leadership, Rekha took a great deal of pleasure pushing the limits of both Jinta’s patience and the flexibility of her decrees. One of these days she was going to find those limits, and it was bound to end poorly for all of them.

Her mother did not flinch, merely stood still as a statue, her eyes narrowing near-imperceptibly as she glared daggers at the other woman. Tahla knew this was getting under her skin, but she had always been stubborn about not letting it show in front the others.

“A word from me and you’ll no longer call this clan home.” To any other, a chilling threat. But she was unfazed.

“Ye know ye rely on me too much for that.” Rekha grinned and leaned in closer, voice dropping down somewhat. Tahla had to strain to hear what came next over the crackling of the fire, and only managed it by virtue of being mere feet away. “And even if that weren’t the case, we both know ye wouldn’t have the heart.” And then she broke her gaze away and glanced at Tahla for one, two seconds. Her mother followed her gaze to her, and their eyes locked for what felt like a small eternity. Tahla fought the urge to shrink back from that severe look like she always had when she was younger, instead holding her gaze steady and simply frowning.

Something about that had broken something in her mother’s defenses, betrayed only by the slightest furrow in her brows and a twitch in her ears—a fact that did not escape her aunt when their attention returned to one another. With a triumphant smirk, she patted Jinta on the shoulder in a showing of mock-camaraderie.

“I’m off to scout, as agreed. And if I happen t’ run into trouble,” she said, turning and beginning to walk away, “so be it.”

“Rekha.”

She paused at her name just briefly, casting a glance back over her shoulder and rolling her eyes. “I ain’t gonna roll over for the likes of them, no matter how many times ye ask. But don’t worry, sis, I know my limits. And the limits of the clan.”

And with that she was off into the dark of the evening woods, leaving the heavy air of the camp behind.

#FFxivWrite2020 #tahla nhavan #rekha lihzeh #this is set at some vague point in tahla's childhood #probably anywhere between when she was 10-12 #rekha knows she's her favorite and that her mom is incredibly jealous of that fact #and she's a shithead that would use that as leverage