Mar 22, 2025
Nemi comic covers of mine that i love :3
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seen from Switzerland
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Nemi comic covers of mine that i love :3
2003
2004
2005
2006
2007
2008
2009
2010
2011
2014
2016
2017
2019 - 2020 - 2021
YAY NEMI!!!
Myhre - Lies ft. Lime Kid
Falling
“The orchids seem to be thriving wonderfully... I wonder... perhaps they will find lovely homes soon...”
A sigh escaped him as he begun to smile, nodding before he looks out at the storefront, moving as he gasps, his eyes wide as he shakes and moves to the counter, seeing the rain beginning to pour outside.
“Now?! Of all times?! Why now... I just set up the stands!” frowns softly as he finally moves, hopping over the counter as he looks at the stand, nodding and beginning to slowly move the more delicate of the flowers back inside as he nods, moving and putting them on the counter as his snowy hair drips into his face, hiss eyes glowing with worry.
“Always the rain... it’s too early for it to be raining... I thought they said on the radio it would rain later in the evening...” sighs as he stretches, smiling as he holds his hand up, catching a few of the drops as he smiles.
“Perhaps.. the rain is not too bad... maybe I’ll move the others outside and set up the overhanging pots...”
Two hours. Two hours, three minutes and fourty two seconds...fourty three... fourty four... He could do nothing but shake and pant, his pale hair sticking to his body as he allowed himself to thread nimble fingers through his matted bed head of hair. A few pulls here and there and he was almosy able to return to hysterics. He turned as he heard the soft snap of the kettle turning off, the sickly sweet smell of vanila and almonds haunying him as he moved to pour the hot water into the little black sqhere he called a teapot. Searching through his selection of teas he finally found the box with the gentle word sleep scrawled over the front, slipping the loose leaves into the strain of the teapot, he finished pouring the hot water, humming shakiky to himself through biten lips. "In the dead of night, I am the only one here..."