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Ancient polycule situationship morning<3
Dw guys Opeli will die again the moment she bites that cookie <3
Whopow warmup sketches ft. Kuras/Opeli and Vere/Opeli
It seems the amount of sweets left on the display window is directly correlated with how Opeli feels. Oh well, it’s always easier to stuff your face with cake than answering “what that weeping noise” was.
Hey guys pls ask me sth abt my TS MCs Opeli and Nesrin or request for Touchstarved headcannons i need to do sth so bad
The MCs under cut if u wanna see what they look like lol
"HUMAN?"
Turns out blending in in Eridia is a bit hard when you're only close to being human physically
pokes lightly
Literally how u got me looking rn (yes im still in bed)
Catch me shaking her like a toy i love my girlie- tysm Im sobbing 🥹😭💖💖
The Hearth and The Moon
Relationship: Kuras x Opeli (MC) (Romantic?)
A/N: For the context, Opeli works at the clinic with Kuras. Kuras heals his patients physically, but Opeli also takes the mental health of the patients into account. She is inspired by the “Moon” tarot card. I’m also referring to the theory of the Allmother as a Hearth Goddess and Kuras being her servant. Opeli however, believes in and serves a goddess of fate- Kaeder.
The structure of this poem is Opeli who initially writes the poem, Kuras finds it in the clinic and responds to it.
Is my light too cold for you, love?
I know no moonlight holds the warmth of the hearthern light you seek
Perhaps I'm too far from salvation for you,
As the walker of a path of another.
You follow the Mother, but I follow the Fate
So I pray to her:
Pray that she may write another pathway with you, for you.
Dear melek, may you taste the warmth you seek and deserve.
For when your heart feels too cold,
And the ichor in your veins feel unpulsing and frozen
When your warm skin is made of eldritch flames
May the flames reach your heart like it did to mine.
So it is true that the moon gets its light from the sun.
As I hold your gaze from afar, as needed- as intended-
I feel it: you are the warmest reflection of light.
I find myself whispering to the candle flames
May I bask in your glimmer a minute longer, linger like the tides drawn to the moon.
You submerge yourself in the waters of others emotions
But may those waters lead you to me, for when you feel your heart overflowing
I hope you spill some on my burning one.