#selfish ghosts

[when-wax-wings-melt]

I love you characters who are the same I love you characters who are diverging points on a plane I love you inverted mirror images I love you characters who are palindromes I love you same origin different ending I love you different origins same ending I love you parallels that end up perpendicular I love you wavy arcs that never intersect I love you characters who are opposites in every way but one

[when-wax-wings-melt]

trade offer! You tell me every bit of lore behind your Oc's, and in return, I will tell you my Oc's names

my ocs areeee: damian moreau, yael conradi-edelman, saya chinen, wren, and aella, and my side ocs include kaia, terrence, clara, and andreas.

these are all from the same wip btw LMAO damian is my mc, his plotline is that he's trying to avenge yael, who died because of him and now "haunts" him as a ghost.

Saya is an older sister figure to him and helps him out, wren is an unhinged 15 y/old who is kind of insane, aella is the antagonist

do u want to know more beyond their basic roles LMAO i have descriptions and stuff

[when-wax-wings-melt]

wip guessing game: "fuck"

Unfortunately the Marella wip does not have fuck in it BUT my main wip does so

"Oh my god, can’t you see what you’re doing? You’re fucking killing yourself for someone who’s already dead!"

[when-wax-wings-melt]

fog? for the ask game also hi summer beloved i hope your wip is going well and also your thing sin general :] llvoe u bestie

If his head were on straight, perhaps he would have marveled at the quiet beauty of it; snow piled on branches arcing above his head, wind made visible with swirling snow, fog weaving across the ground, barely disturbed by his footprints.

context: idk damian's walking in the woods and he's in a mindless rage i suppose

[when-wax-wings-melt]

👻 eyes

(it’s random i’m sorry but im curious)

It’s startling, this question. He has forgotten that not everyone hears gunshots in their head when they close their eyes.

[when-wax-wings-melt]

🌹 :D hi summer

For a moment, he sees who she is: ancient and young at the same time, over a century stuffed into a teenager, stuck in quicksand, losing her fight to keep her face in the air.

[when-wax-wings-melt]

👻 fall (not trying to mess with you anymore lmao)

Icarus’s wings don’t grant him freedom when there’s still the chance that he can fall.

[when-wax-wings-melt]

👻 and,,,,,,, BLUE

The blue of the sky is dizzying when you stare at it too long. It makes you feel like you’re falling.