the kind of contemplation one experiences after staring at catholic stained windows for too long. or something idk
the kind of contemplation one experiences after staring at catholic stained windows for too long. or something idk
these prayers rot in my mouth
and on my knees, you face the weight of my sins.
these prayers rot in my mouth
and on my knees, you face the weight of my sins.
finally got around to doing this... i can come up with so much more for mehr but i'll work on his another time
finally got around to doing this... i can come up with so much more for mehr but i'll work on his another time
they would never call you gentle with how vicious you tear me apart.
they would never call you gentle with how vicious you tear me apart.
as for nahiev! he does not think he is easy to love as evident by the perpetual state of abandon and self loathing he feels. i also think he is rather difficult to love, though not impossible, because the walls he places around themself is impossibly high.
if not (whether it’s actually true or just their own perception), why?
as for nahiev! he does not think he is easy to love as evident by the perpetual state of abandon and self loathing he feels. i also think he is rather difficult to love, though not impossible, because the walls he places around themself is impossibly high.
he has a stillness like a clear lake, where one knows if they were to peer beneath, they would drown in his depths.
in the same vein: i think how he reflects others back at them while never fully giving himself away… (chefs kiss)
he has a stillness like a clear lake, where one knows if they were to peer beneath, they would drown in his depths.
in the same vein: i think how he reflects others back at them while never fully giving himself away… (chefs kiss)
he’s okay with warmer climates but can’t handle extreme heat. he prefers warmer ones to colder ones and will otherwise shiver and shutdown when it’s too cold. (sorry ishgardians 💔)
Given the mun is suffering through an ungodly heatwave here in the UK...
How well does your WoL/OC cope with hot weather? Do they prefer a warmer climate, or struggle once the temperature starts to rise?
he’s okay with warmer climates but can’t handle extreme heat. he prefers warmer ones to colder ones and will otherwise shiver and shutdown when it’s too cold. (sorry ishgardians 💔)
❖ CHARACTER TAGS 🢒 #oc:nahiev • #oc:athos • #oc:mehr • #oc:blue • #oc:ruelim • #oc:halvar • #oc:celbitha • #oc:nhaya • #oc:zed • #oc:xulhe • #oc:santoku
❖ GENERAL TAGS 🢒 #ae:pose • #ae:nsfw • #ae:qotd • #ae:musings
❖ CHARACTER TAGS 🢒 #oc:nahiev • #oc:athos • #oc:mehr • #oc:blue • #oc:ruelim • #oc:halvar • #oc:celbitha • #oc:nhaya • #oc:zed • #oc:xulhe • #oc:santoku
❖ GENERAL TAGS 🢒 #ae:pose • #ae:nsfw • #ae:qotd • #ae:musings
The moons overlapped one another until he no longer sensed the passage of time. He dropped a gold piece into the offering bowl and knelt before Thal, lowering his gaze to the earth. Bitterness weighed like lead in the back of his throat. "Please," he thought. "Let me find you."
The moons overlapped one another until he no longer sensed the passage of time. He dropped a gold piece into the offering bowl and knelt before Thal, lowering his gaze to the earth. Bitterness weighed like lead in the back of his throat. "Please," he thought. "Let me find you."
#ae:qotd • #oc:nahiev
#ae:qotd • #oc:nahiev
❖ CHARACTER TAGS 🢒 (too many) so for now: #oc:mehr • #oc:athos • #oc:nahiev
additionally, OCs will have their own lore tags like #mehr:lore for example.
❖ CHARACTER TAGS 🢒 (too many) so for now: #oc:mehr • #oc:athos • #oc:nahiev
additionally, OCs will have their own lore tags like #mehr:lore for example.
feeling better after writing a lil! won't share the whole thing since it's just rambles but i did like this portion.
feeling better after writing a lil! won't share the whole thing since it's just rambles but i did like this portion.
Their figure passes from room to room with muted steps as though they were floating. The phantom reaches him and for a moment, Nahiev wonders whether he will be struck or held. "Haunted?" He hopes, daring to offer them his calloused hands. It sobs: "If only. If only."
Their figure passes from room to room with muted steps as though they were floating. The phantom reaches him and for a moment, Nahiev wonders whether he will be struck or held. "Haunted?" He hopes, daring to offer them his calloused hands. It sobs: "If only. If only."