Your OC As A Texture, and How Their Love Tastes
@dracoangel tagged me in this - thank you kindly! Answering for Wyheree and Melody... And tagging whoever wishes to share!
Cooled by rain, smooth and crystal clear. You are clarity and reflection, and there is beauty in your transparency. You are calm when others are chaotic, a mirror showing what needs to be shown, even when it is difficult to face. Some may mistake you for cold, but that is not the case. Believing in clarity and logic does not make your heart numb. Perhaps you think that emotions are a distraction, but remember: glass, too, can break if held too tightly. ✶Sineater’s advice: Your logic is admirable, yet to find true balance let yourself soften, even just a little. You are allowed to bend without shattering. How long has your heart been in a cage?
sweet, sticky, they have a earthy, honey like flavor. figs were cleopatra's favorite fruit. she ordered that the snake she intended to end her life with, be brought to her hidden in a basket of figs. an ancient fruit that has always fascinated painters, poets and storytellers. yours too is a love that should belong to books and paintings. your love is steady, the people you love know how deep your feelings are because you always remember them how much you love and desire them, and that you will always be there. maybe not with words, expressing your feelings might not be easy for you. it's your actions and attentions that let them know, because they feel seen and heard. figs are lucious, sensual fruits. you're a passionate lover, you crave warmth and touch. you do not fall in love easily, maybe you used to when you were younger but you have now learned better. because you learned that when you love you give it all, you sacrifice a lot and you cannot do that carelessly. like the female fig wasp that, when entering an unripe fig to pollinate its flowers, loses her antennae and wings. you're a quiet devoted lover. yours is an unwavering deeply rooted love. your love is intense, almost overwhelming like figs are, swollen with hundreds of seeds. there's something quite disturbing when looking at its flesh. but that's what it gives it that crunchy, popping feeling, the same of a love that does not know boredom. but beware. you might be a lot to handle, and some times it might be hard for you to remember that not everyone loves as fiercely as you do. let your intensity be a gift, not a burden.
The texture of fragile strength, but strength nonetheless. You have been chipped and cracked, marked by time, sure, but never truly shattered. Others may mistake you for fragile, but only you know how much it takes to chip away at you. There’s a quiet strength in the way you hold together despite the fractures. Your cracks carry the memories of all the things you’ve survived, even when you didn’t think you would. Yet you’re still here. ✶Sineater’s advice: You don’t have to be flawless to be whole. Admire your own resilience. Remember that you have survived — survived everything up to this moment. Sometimes just remembering that is enough to give you strength for another day.
every time your lover’s lips meet yours, the warm taste of cinnamon lingers on their mouth. your love is engulfing, comforting, it’s like being wrapped in a thick blanket on a cold morning. it’s that comfort tv show people never get tired of rewatching. it’s that cozy feeling of cuddling in october, with a steaming mug in your hand and the weight of your lover’s head on your shoulder. you’re a passionate, caring lover. you love with an open heart and you are not scared of doing it. why should love scare you? it’s the best feeling in the world. you crave being loved, you love love. you actually feel like you have too much love to give. did you wait a lot? was it hard to find the right person you could pour your heart out to? did you find that fairytale love you were fantasizing about? i hope you did, child of mine, because your heart is pure and your love is as soft as cinnamon rolls. it’s made of soft touches, like caressing their arms when you’re passing by and brushing their hair aside. or even gently scratching their back to help them fall asleep. it's made of whispers and declarations of love. don’t get me wrong, there’s still a burning flame in you. you are passionate, you are lustful. probably you do not like fighting, though. you are not confrontational, are you? it’s too good to be true, what if everything collapses? and stop questioning yourself. they truly do love you back.
