#histeeth

[hausofabel]

The Weeknd At Elen's Birthday Party.

[ehslye]

@histeeth​

The air is as bitter as the frost it carries – whipping all around in a violent torrent that attested to the nest of dragons they’ve struggled to try and traverse to. Jahliqai watches the fog all around with a lifted arm that braces against the stinging cold (he almost would prefer the wintry touch of Coerthas than this). Jahliqai parts from everyone else – all itching to wet their feet for what these lands may bring in their own way (of course, he does not object – aching for silence). 

And just when he thinks he’s alone, Jahliqai sharply turns his head to a strange sound (an echo – intangible from reality; a call from blood he knows is not his). From the mist, appears another. From inside his chest, a bloom of fire.

     “ . . . “ His eye never leaves the other, as though transfixed by something beyond them both. He feels it – a groan in his veins that echoes up to scales of his back, all the way up to the horns in a drawling hiss –– a smothered bellow from the buried wyrm of old: ‘dra––n ki––n.’

[hopeunto]

𝐒.                                                  𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐢 / @histeeth​

It was always fascinating to see him. G’raha could never quite put a finger on it, so every experience upon witnessing her in combat firsthand was a rush of brilliance — an eruption of wings, the lucent glow of his scales, how the moonlight lit the macabre of dragonkin brandishing strength beyond him. He sighs out a feeling from his chest, and lacks restraint to speak his mind.

“ Breathtaking as ever! More am I ever grateful to not count myself amongst your enemies. ” 

[exarchs-a]

@histeeth​ .

the light from that stars that once guided them onward look upon them as the crackling of a fire ignites the familiar sensation of tepid temperature at his fingertips . the moon illuminates sindri’s features as g’raha invites himself at his side . climbing into a sitting position , he finds comfort with one knee bent , his other leg outstretched , & an arm draped casually ‘gainst his pants that have been wrinkled by his propped limb’s stature . he offers a reassuring smile .

     ❛   i'll not press the matter . i can assume you know all - too - well  how late it is already .  ❜

[itstommytacos]

I heard someone say tacos, haha! This is definitely me when I hear tacos! 😂 #tacos #tacotuesday #piggy #histeeth #thatgrinthough

[3nonymous]

harry has such straight teeth can't wait til my I get my braces on so we match!!!!