#fxllenmidnightstar

[gunchucks]

        ❛ you ever just like... swallow that thing accidentally? ❜

asking the real questions here, @fxllenmidnightstar​ 

[spiderstaff]

🖌 ? :o

She might not be skilled enough with magic to impress him yet, but that doesn’t mean she won’t try!

[hightreascn]

@fxllenmidnightstar​ // cupid shuffle.

VIREN BARELY MADE IT BACK HOME FROM the market. Physically, he was intact, but he was disheveled, with more than a few hairs out of place, and only one sack of produce and packaged beef to show for his efforts. The caution he’d learned to employ in the wake of this sudden outbreak of Heart’s Wake madness had gradually evolved into paranoia, and a high level of stress that he worried may cause his heart to give out. Soon as he walked through the door, he put the sack of groceries in the kitchen and ensured all the doors and windows were locked and secured.

He thankfully had not been caught in another fight that left him winded, but the fear that he would accidentally set one of the afflicted off by looking at them funny drove him to a frigid terror that nearly sent him running home from the bus stop. Gods, he was tired, and it showed.

Exhausted, he sat down on the couch, head hanging from his shoulders and eyes closing in a bid to regain some of the energy spent trying to get home.

“Everything’s gone to hell out there... I wonder when the riots are going to start--” hearing footsteps approach, he looked up to see Aaravos looking... peculiar, “...Ah... Are you...? Alright?”

[bashfullygreen]

🌺 :3c

Send a flower to hear…🌺 A secret. || Not Accepting

“I’m okay with telling you this because I…I’m not really embarrassed about it. Not anymore anyway! I’ve…come to realize that these feelings are fine to have, and more than that it’s…I’m very happy about it actually..” Mizi placed his hands on his own cheeks, and then he closed his eyes as his face turned a slight tint of pink. 

“I’ve had a crush on this guy for awhile and…and now I…we…it’s more than just a crush for me. And…I know things aren’t always simple when it comes to this stuff but…it still feels nice to have a chance.”

[sterrenlied]

🎶 | @FXLLENMIDNIGHTSTAR // ( TOUCH )      ↪ MEME // NOT ACCEPTING

— ( TOUCH ) “ACCIDENTALLY” BRIEFLY TOUCHING MINE. (EXAMPLE: BRIEF HAND TOUCH, KNEE UNDER THE TABLE)

✧*:･ﾟ| THE stars provide a gorgeous scene from this high up. He's surprised and RELIEVED that he could see then fairly clearly and enjoy his dinner simultaneously. An incredible show, far more ENGAGING than any trip to the cinema; he's always felt close to the stars, but since his accident, those feelings grew to be almost frightfully INTIMATE. He is who he is, a man hardly human, but the stars, they always look the same; they always comfort him. There is no time for sorrow, just to gaze up at the midnight hues of a clear sky dotted by millions of pinpricks. STARS gathered like dust before eyes of wonder! Siebren sighs, almost romantically, as hs takes in the beauty.

EYES flicker back to his companion, seemingly by CHANCE. Excited wide eyes take in the other. Nearly as brilliant as the stars, in some ways even more so, he traces his gaze over the starlit elf. Skin positively TWINKLING, Siebren is almost always INTRIGUED by what he sees. He wishes he could ask a million questions about the elf, but something about that feels terribly wrong. Tactless, he can often be, but Siebren does not INTEND to be that way. He simply hopes to learn all he can in as many subjects as possible.

AMIDST his staring, Aaravos takes an initiative. While mind wanders, long leg stretching out beneath the table to BUMP with the happens scientist's. Siebren jolts, eyes lifting, wide irises like a lilac grey sky. He's pink in the cheeks, rosy hues bright as day. An old man who must look so FOOLISH right now! Legs tuck back inwards, hooked beneath him, interlocked hands resting beneath his chin. ❝Ah, did I ah SPACE OUT again? Oh dearie me, I'm growing so old.❞

[isolaradiale]

Sorry about that! I believe I've fixed the issues with his abilities. On prior reserve may I present Aaravos from The Dragon Prince. His about can be located under /dossier

Welcome to beautiful Isola Radiale, Aaravos!

You’ll be staying in TOWNHOUSE 270!

You will be able to use your Dark Magic’s Healing Spell at a third of its usual potency. You will be able to keep your caterpillar familiar as well, however, it currently is just an ordinary caterpillar.

You will also be given a wooden sword.

Enjoy your stay!

– ⋆ capella!

[fiskarnaros]

❝ S’cuse me . ❞ With a flick of his wrist , Aphrodite gestured for the man’s attention .

❝ Is Nikkari working tonight ? He’s about yay’ high and looks a bit like a seaweed monster . ❞

@fxllenmidnightstar ❥ ❥ ❥ mini call

[acerbicaccoster]

@fxllenmidnightstar​ || STARTERS 4/5

     The sight of this individual alone has his blood running cold. A heavy feeling of pain and sickness threatens to overtake him; memories of the Enchantress come flooding back with all the guilt spread alongside it. His breathing becomes frantic for the few seconds of panic he feels. The desire to brandish his blade and punish the man for merely reminding him of his failures is great, though he knows better than to merely pick fights without a reason.

     It takes what little strength he has left to steel himself. Locking eyes with the individual for all but a moment means fleeing is no longer an option. Then there’s that... Curiosity. Alluring features all too hard to ignore. Had that amulet claimed another victim? Maybe... Maybe if it’s not her... He can do something. Protect these lands from yet another cruel fate instead of hiding. He won’t let his nerves get the best of him this time. He can’t. Not again.

“ Quite the unusual wear to be wandering about in with weather like this. ” A brow, hidden underneath his helm, raises. It’s all too hard not to let eyes fall astray from meeting their gaze in favor of wandering elsewhere.

“ For what reason have you to walk around in those wears? They hardly look comfortable, let alone warm- ”