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saffmods (they/she)
@saffmods.bsky.social
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Iranian + Muslim - they/she - 25+ - mtg enjoyer
/ #saffmods #saffronmods /

Art acc: saffarts.bsky.social
my mashups: https://t.co/IPO9Cs7zGK
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i love elezen waymen
November 12, 2025 at 2:35 AM
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Galahan who is both he/him and she/her but also autistic
November 11, 2025 at 10:03 PM
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i am fragile and unholy.
open. ravage. eat.

#saffoc:galahan | #gposers | #elvashade | #elezen
July 12, 2025 at 11:15 PM
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jojo's valentine

🔗 trello.com/c/p0Qt3ijR

#vanillacreatives \ #saffmods \ #saffronmods \ #ffxivmods
July 5, 2025 at 6:44 PM
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gunna repost to my art acc later but :)

my WoL sureyya 🥰
Stylized portrait of a woman with one lavendar eye, one white eye. she has brown, long wavy hair, and silver/white scales. There is a hint of albinism in her right lashes and eyebrows, with a streak of creamy white going through her braided hair. she's wearing an off-shoulder blue top.
July 4, 2025 at 4:16 AM
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ok nice.. i lost access to my one time token thing so i cant check it out BUT its looking nice...

now to figure out how to do the toggle for the necklaces....
July 2, 2025 at 2:01 AM
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🚬🚶‍♀️
July 1, 2025 at 7:10 PM
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posting this publicly so i hold myself accountable to finish it lmfao
July 1, 2025 at 7:00 PM
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strictly business

#saffoc:galahan | #gposers | #elvashade | #elezen
A stylized, androgynous elf-like character with pale greyish skin and long dark hair (Galahan) sits in a dimly lit room with tall windowpanes glowing softly behind them. They wear a deep V-neck white shirt under a black vest, exuding a composed and brooding demeanor. One hand rests on their chin in a contemplative pose, while the other—adorned with intricate gold jewelry and rings—rests on their knee. The image has a warm, cinematic blur and a luxurious, moody atmosphere.
June 30, 2025 at 1:19 AM
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YES.... ITS

***THE BILLBOARD***
June 26, 2025 at 1:16 AM
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Food i grew up with 🤤
June 24, 2025 at 5:27 PM
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While Orientalism is an important, fundamental, part of unlearning racism, for something a bit more specific, consider:

“All the Shah’s Men” - About the US coup that eventually lead to the revolution

“America’s Deadliest Export: Democracy, the Truth about US Foreign Policy” - title says it all
June 22, 2025 at 3:17 AM
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Nectar

#saffoc:miya
She remembered the taste of sakura mochi from her girlhood, the nectar-sweet bite of red bean wrapped in salted blossom, soft enough to make her believe the world could be gentle. One spring, before the weight of her surname settled into her spine, she dreamed of becoming something else; a shrine maiden, a calligrapher, a ghost in some mountain temple where no one would say her father’s name. But the mochi grew bitter as the years pressed on, and by the time she learned how to kill, she could no longer taste it without tasting what might have been.
June 21, 2025 at 2:49 PM
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velvet. - miya’s uncle telling her she can leave this life, that this is the best opportunity to do so.

#saffoc:miya
She remembered his voice on the morning she was sent away, velvet-smooth and hushed like incense smoke curling through the shoji slats. You could disappear, Miya. Slip past the border under cover of mist and never bow to this family again. He did not bow as she left, only stood with hands folded in his sleeves beside the stone lantern, as if he were already lighting prayers for a girl who would never return.
June 21, 2025 at 2:42 PM
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Sanguine - looking at the word not as blood, but as defiance, and the warmth of rebellion.

#saffoc:miya
She had laughed—truly laughed—when she called his code foolish, the warmth still lingering in her cheeks as if defiance were something holy.For a moment, she believed she could be both daughter and dissident, that conviction might soften discipline, that her father might hear her and not silence her. But the blow came swift and wordless, and by the time she rose from the floor, the sanguine heat had drained from her skin, leaving only obedience behind.
June 21, 2025 at 2:37 PM
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Gleaming & Home

These should be read together

#saffoc:miya
The emblem gleamed on her father’s haori, gold thread catching the lantern light like a flame imprisoned in silk. As a child she had reached for it with reverence, not yet understanding that beauty could be worn like a threat—that something so precise, so sacred, might also be a yoke. In time, she bowed to it not with pride, but with the quiet understanding that devotion was often indistinguishable from surrender. Years later, in a dry bazaar far from home, she saw it again; stitched carelessly into a stranger’s sash, the thread frayed, the gleam gone. She told herself it was nothing, a copy perhaps, or a coincidence, but the nausea rising in her throat said otherwise. She did not touch it. She did not speak. She only watched the wind tug it toward the dust and wondered how many things she had killed to leave it behind, and whether any of them had ever truly died.
June 20, 2025 at 3:36 PM
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#saffoc:miya

“Oblivion”
She stood over the corpse, waiting for some sign that the world had changed—that the air might break or the sky recoil—but everything held, as if nothing had happened at all. There was no horror, only a dreadful clarity, a coldness that spread through her limbs like understanding. And in that terrible stillness, she begged not for penance, but for the death of emotion, for the quiet relief of becoming something incapable of guilt.
June 20, 2025 at 3:31 PM
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Continuing this as miya, bc its a nice way to explore her character (which i’d put on the back burner)

#saffoc:miya
The glade unfolded like a forgotten page, wind curling through reeds and half-bloomed clover, stirring the air with the scent of crushed green and distant rain. Barefoot and bloodstained, Miya sank to her knees, laying her blade across her lap as if in offering; the earth was soft, forgiving, unlike the men she’d killed to get here. And in the breath between heartbeats, beneath the whisper of leaves, she imagined the scent of cypress and sandalwood—her father’s dojo, long vanished, resurrected in silence
June 20, 2025 at 5:29 AM
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Realized half way that I didnt need to USE the word in it but i thought i had to LMAO

Gunna do the rest later but this was nice!!

#saffoc:miya
The man prostrated before them, his voice bled with remorse, as if the apology had been scratched out from his throat. He offered a tin of candied chestnuts, their glaze catching the light like lacquered blood. By the time his blood splattered the floorboards, Miya slipped a piece into her mouth, the saccharine taste clinging to her tongue like a well-kept secret.
June 19, 2025 at 8:18 PM
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Trying to get my mojo back despite the Doom™️ 🥲
June 19, 2025 at 7:56 PM
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sometimes i JUST WANNA
June 17, 2025 at 5:46 PM
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June 17, 2025 at 5:42 PM
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Soulcaster

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#vanillacreatives \ #saffmods \ #saffronmods \ #ffxivmods
June 16, 2025 at 6:00 PM
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(seeing ifritah with zenos' necklace) im not going to cry im not going to cry im not going to cry
June 15, 2025 at 10:29 PM
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they got meteor in the fanservice fit
June 15, 2025 at 2:54 AM