See No Evil

Riku Myles Age: 21 Relationship: Multiship Occupation: Full time student. A young, blind musician who is rather content with his life. Dealing with the ups and downs that are thrown his way. {AU blind!Riku blog} {Will rp with OCs and other fandoms as long as I'm familiar with it. No art or icons on this blog belong to me unless stated otherwise. If I use your art and you'd like it to be removed then just send me an ask and I'll. Sidebar image by theeyeofthetigger Tracking the tag: dawnevershadowed

[ashenflame]

So uh

I did a thing

[shutterblond-blog]

TOOTHLEEEEEEESSS~

//I made my Yuj blog into Toothless, so yea go interact so I can try and not be shy in this fandom

[dawn-ever-shadowed-blog]

I'll answer things hopefully tomorrow, I know I'm behind on all my blogs, but work is really exhausting me lately and couple that with money stress and friendship stress...just blah. Tired Sammie brain is tired.

[bowsandsongs]

Hit my muse with personal questions. I will answer them all.

[inboxstuff]

Send my muse cheesy pick-up lines for their reaction

[bruising-brunette-deactivated20]

dawn-ever-shadowed started following you

"Hey! Got a light? Mine just ran out of fluid."

[dawn-ever-shadowed-blog]

"You're still out of luck, I don't smoke." 

[theweirdwendigo]

Reblog if you don't mind getting asks while you're offline

[snarkxsass]

ARE YOU KIDDING ME

IT’S THE BEST THING TO COME BACK TO

[gothamsdarkestknight]

[thehuntressofthenight-deactivat]

"Mm… I suppose it would be hard to handle if you were born in a tropical weather." Humming in agreement, she opened one of her gray eyes and glanced to the stranger next to her, wondering how long would it take for the conversation to turn awkward. And judging by the small movement of his hands, it was sooner than later. "I am from London… But technically I was born in Germany… And I have American passport… So you could say that I am from everywhere." Yes, she, herself, was aware of the fact that that sounded confusing as hell, but it was only true. "Oh.. And where are my manners… I am Artemisa Le Fay. It is a pleasure."

[dawn-ever-shadowed-blog]

He listened to her quietly, head nodding every so often. Travel had always fascinated him but since his sight had been lost fully he had given up on the idea of traveling around the world. But he offered over his hand, wishing that there wasn't a chill still lingering in his fingertips, a side effect of poor circulation. "Pleasure indeed Miss Le Fay the well traveled." There was what he hoped was a teasing grin on his face though it was probably more awkward than anything else as he hadn't seen how to form facial expressions in so long. "I'm Riku Myles, musician and student." Now that wasn't so bad was it? It probably was. He was better off not trying to joke. 

[marluxiafloris-deactivated20170]

The roset held back his urge to hum along, something he found urged on mostly by the other’s expression. That smile, how it added to the perfection. One of these days he would have to ask if he could draw the teen, capture him like people did with their phones, either with pictures or video. All wanting to remember the special silveret and to share him with others. But he had a reason for being there today, and the man very rarely ever showed nervousness, worry, anything besides grace, and he was thankful the boy could not really tell his expressions when he walked up to near the end of the song. It was difficult to convince himself to break the perfection though, to convince himself to do anything that would mess with that smile or the love flowing from the boy, but… “Can I join you?”

[dawn-ever-shadowed-blog]

When his motions were slowing with the ending of the song he tilted his head up towards the sound of a voice. A deeper voice than what usually spoke to him during performances. So it was most likely a male. "What do you play...?" He didn't mind one way or another, but it helped for picking his next song. The more the merrier right? Shuffling steps brought him a little more to the left to make space for the other so that it was more obvious they were both in on this. Though really he didn't know what it looked like from the outside. But his stance was still relaxed, the joy and peace he always felt from the music flooding through his core. Long and calloused fingers tapped lightly against the wood of the bow while he waited for his new partner's response.

[daughterofthebeast]

Your muse finds my muse curled up in the shower crying, what's their reaction?

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[marluxiafloris-deactivated20170]

He stood some ways away from the boy, not that he really could see him, and even if he could have he doubted the boy would notice him. Even with the black rectangle case slung over his shoulder as he attempted to find the correct words to approach this; he wanted to play with him. Even if it was only for a little bit, even if only once. But for now he would just watch the boy play and listen for a little bit, watch the people walk by and stop and listen as well, drop a dollar or some change here and there. Normal street happenings that were all ignored to watch how calm Riku was right there, it was some kind of perfection, to Marluxia.

[dawn-ever-shadowed-blog]

The song flowed out of him and into the open air. He paid no mind to the people passing by or those that stood around and listened. He was playing because he wanted to. And it wasn't as if he needed the money. Performances used to make his stomach heavy with nerves, but now...he couldn't see the crowd so the stage fright was no longer there. Each note that came from the well tuned instrument brought his smile tugging up just the faintest bit more. This is what he truly loved.

[dawn-ever-shadowed-blog]

He settled himself against the side of the building, setting his cello case down and shrugging off his backpack. It was a few minutes more before he had himself settled with the case open and the instrument ready to be played. The bow was poised in his hand and his unseeing eyes closed with a soft exhale before he began to play a song for those out on the street to here.

[dawn-ever-shadowed-blog]

"..."

[littleotouto]

Send a ♕ if you're too intimidated to talk/roleplay with me.

[dawn-ever-shadowed-blog]

His hands are cold and he wants to put them on someone's face. But alas he cannot see them to do so.

[thehuntressofthenight-deactivat]

"Hopefully will stay like this for a while, it is nice to be able to have a stroll without having to worry about the cold." Mumbling this softly, Artemisa closed her eyes and rested her back in the bench. Taking a deep breath, she felt herself relax in the parks calm atmosphere.

[dawn-ever-shadowed-blog]

"I'm a native islander, I don't handle the cold well." It was nice to have company in all honesty. His head tilted a little more to listen for anything around them but then it dawned on him, they hardly knew each other. For some reason it left him feeling awkward now. Normally he would have felt it sooner with a practical stranger. But at least she was easy to be around. His hands fidgeted with the cane that sat folded up beside him while he thought of how to make conversation. "Where are you from? If you don't mind me asking that is."

[dawn-ever-shadowed-blog]

//What's one of Riku's favorite memories? Has there been one that made a great impact upon his life?

Character development time! Give me some interesting questions about my character and I will answer.

One of his favorite memories is when his mother first showed him how to play the piano. This was right after his sickness had hit and he was already out of the hospital. She didn't want him to have less enjoyment out of life so music is what she turned to. He loved the time with his mother more than anything else and when he got praised for doing well. 

As far as having an impact on his life, when the bullying in school began. He didn't want to put up with it and had his parents enroll him in some sort of self-defense. It served as another grounding point for him when he fully lost his sight.