not me constantly saying ill be back but then just vanish again aaaa sorry
not me constantly saying ill be back but then just vanish again aaaa sorry
i found my old pyke playlist and i am missing the murder fish man
people were doing these on my dash so i thought i’d do them for phel ,,, his hands are super soft and generally well cared for and he usually has his nails painted and kept quite long, and of course he has tattoos on the back of them as well.
im back now ! and for munday you can have my liddol son picture ,,, his name is dante !
Are you tired of not having quiet, brooding, mysterious type of adcs in your page? Are you tired of talking and having someone talk back at you? If you said ‘yes’ to those two things, then I have an offer for you!
This is a brand new Aphelios blog that is offering you a chance to channel your thoughts while he performs his duties to the moon and tries to ignore you while giving you a good shoulder to cry on or talk to at the same time!
When he actually gets to “talk” (read: he will stop ignoring your attempts to communicate) to you, he will introduce you to his Lord and Saviour, the Moon, and you might win a first row ticket to a fantastic moonlight show performed by yours One and Only: Aphelios! (weapons included)
Don’t miss out for this next adventure and this magnificent friendship might just be yours!
Dial 1-800-follow-apsidesis to find out more!
not here for a liddol bit, focusing on work and art <3
s.quid game phel verse 😳
vibrating at the jhin’s reply because gOD i love the dynamic so much ???
what if,,,aphelios - long hair,,,
kindred blog or a seraphine blog hmm
callousness , it was all that they knew ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ hate filled hearts a means to an end. time & time again would they repeat the same mistakes , never to learn ; never to change. it mattered not the words of guidance that were offered , nor the whispers from the stars that attempted to show truth , blind were the eyes that did not wish to see ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ deaf the ignorant ears that rejected all that was not their truth. how fallen star had tried to guide , to coax towards a future better , but fate was not hers to change ; those who did not want change , would not.
how fruitless their fight was , blood shed in the name of moon & sun ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ claimed to be different , yet one in the same. one could not exist without the other , two halves of the same coin ; so why did their devotees try so desperately to rid the other ? mortal hatred she simply could not understand. yet still she sought to lend aid despite distaste for their ways , forever to go where she was needed.
albeit it would seem she arrived too late , or perhaps . . right on time. life snuffed from so many , so many but one. knees met the surface of blood soaked ground , hand reaching to rest before chest. ❝ you have fought bravely , ❞ delicate the flow of words , gentle the smile spared. yet there was sorrow within , brief pain even as a subtle glow emitted from hand ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ taking pain to bear herself , just enough to save life. ❝ rest now , lunari , you have earned your slumber ❞
for @teluminum ♡
darkest night, no stars above, moon hiding behind the faint grey clouds, barely visible. pitch black void over the battlefield of one
& many others. it wasn’t fair, not in the slightest - but that’s what he was always ready for, trained since very young age to know what to do in such situation.
& yet - he
hated everytime he had to do it. it was like he was never meant to follow this path, yet there he was, covered in
dark corrupted blood of the
SUN worshipers, mixed with his own poisoned, blue flowing into one. dried crimson patches all over his body
& clothes - it will take so long to clean. the horrible smell of death
& metal making it difficult to breathe.
heavy inhales & exhales were slower with each following one, trembling legs tried to support his entire weight & keep it still, standing - leaning over the CALIBRUM, which tip of digged firmly into the mud. wounds over his face, ripped clothing - all bleeding still. yet he felt no pain. not at all - just overwhelming weakness taking over him & his mind. he hears something, someone calling to him, voice ringing in a weird pitch in his ears & in his head but he can’t grasp who it belongs to. alune … ? NO - confusion surrounds him as he struggles to think straight.
how many has he killed ? he had no clue, but he was glad it was over. the plains that looked gorgeous beforehand with green, moonlighted grass now were destroyed by the CARNAGE he caused. he hated it. but he was ambushed, they were the first ones to attack - he had to defend himself.
suddenly everything went misty, senses failed to function at all, almost deafening him, losing any sense of smell, not knowing his surroundings anymore. now kneeling on the ground as he shifted down still so
desperately grasping his weapon. eyelids slowly falling down.
is this how it ends for him ?
the voice keeps calling but it forms into multiple whispers, yells until it finally finds its correct frequency & the sentence, bright as the stars echoes to him ‘’ rest now, lunari ‘’ he hears & forces his eyes to open once again to see where did the angelic voice come from. he keeps breathing, faster now & slightly more steady than before. few blinks as he sees the creature … the woman before him. he remained silent, finding no strength yet to even try to communicate in any way - not that he could. he simply glared at her, examining the features of her face. who was she ? WHAT was she? & most importantly - why was she saving him?
friendly reminder that aphelios is 6′3 tall,,,
hi im awake, listening to k-pop and i’m ready to write some angst before work.
Feel free to change how you see fit!
- “Come on, let’s get you away from there.”
- “Hey, are you okay?”
- “You look like you could use a hug.”
- “Don’t listen to them. You’re perfect the way you are.”
- “Let it all out.. I’m here for you.”
- “You don’t have to tell me anything, but I’m here for you okay?”
- “You look down. This calls for cuddles.”
- “A kiss here. A kiss there… Ah! There’s the smile I’ve been hoping to see!”
- “Do you want to talk about it?”
- “You’re safe now, I promise.”
- “I’m not going to let anyone else hurt you.”
- “You okay? I could tell they were bothering you..”
- “I heard about what happened. I’m so sorry, _.”
- “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’re allowed to cry.”
- “You have every right to feel that way.”
- “Is there anything I can do to help?”
- “I’m so sorry you’re going through this.”
- “I thought you could use some space.”
- “I’ll give you as many hugs as you need, okay?”
- “Can I get you anything? Tea? Hot chocolate?”
- “You don’t have to go through this alone.”
- “Is something on your mind?”
- “If they’re bothering you, I’ll go tell them something.”
- “No, you don’t deserve to be treated like that.”
- “I got you all of your favorite snacks.”
- “No, you don’t need to blame yourself.”
- “You’ll get through this and I’ll be here every step of the way.”
- “You have every right to be upset.”
- “You don’t have to hide your tears from me.”
- “Tell me what happened.”
- “I’m here to listen.”
- “Did you have a nightmare? Do you want to talk about it?”
- “How about we go on a walk. It might calm your nerves.”
- [Hug] Sender pulls receiver into a hug.
- [Tears] Sender wipes tears from receiver’s face.
- [Kisses] Sender gives receiver many kisses all over.
- [Cuddle] Sender cuddles with receiver after a rough day.
- [Drink] Sender makes receiver something to drink.
- [Visit] Sender shows up at receiver’s place shortly after learning something is wrong.
- [Rest] Sender stays in bed with receiver.
- [Alone] Sender leads receiver away from the crowd after seeing that they need space.
- [Cry] Sender holds receiver close as they cry.
- [Meal] Sender makes receiver a warm meal.
- [Hand] Sender gives reciever’s hand a gentle squeeze.
- [Hair] Sender gently strokes receiver’s hair.
- [Pat] Sender puts a hand on reciever’s shoulder.
- [Massage] Sender gives receiver a shoulder rub.
[Action] + reverse for the reverse of said action!
the sun is directly in my fucking face and i can’t even see what i type. i wanted to do some replies before work but i guess i caNT
plenty of people remember me here as alex but just a liddol friendly reminder that i no longer go by that name aaa, i’m valentine now but you’re free to just refer to me as Val, V, Vee or whatever else you can think as a shortcut to it!
You feel disconnected from the world around you. You can see everything, everyone can see you, but you’re not really there. No one can really communicate with you, can they? You’re isolated, even when you’re around people you’re alone.
You want desperately to be close to someone, but you’re afraid of what will happen if you shatter your glass prison. You don’t want to let someone in, you don’t want to leave, and it’s a constant battle of your own will.
It’s easier to be alone, where no one can hurt you… Isn’t it?
I updated my ship list ! some of them are still like, to be considered / change positions. like, you’re absolutely free to try and ship with me even if i haven’t put your muse on there or under nope ! just need the thread going and see how it follow up uwu in the otp is also isolde but specifically @/isodes. oc’s are of course always considered too
quiet was the night. not even wind or crickets played their moonlight song. it felt like the time has just simply stopped moving completely.
& even he didn’t dare to move, except for his hands, hidden under leathered gloves, flipping through the pages of the tome he held near his chest. not one of the interesting sorts, just but gardening guide with some specific herbs that he’s been interested in.
& that would be an activity which he would enjoy on his own for so many years, in the dark room of his house, lightened up by the moon sneaking past the windows.
but tonight was different.
his hand froze just as the fingertips touched the edge of the next page, a shiver went down his body as he felt heavy - but gentle pressure onto his shoulder. few strands of bright blue hair falling onto his body & flowing down to his lap. delicate breath bouncing off of him. he blinked few times as if he suddenly remembered that he wasn’t alone this night. he was in company of a person he considered SPECIAL - more special than anybody could ever be. it comforted him, it made him feel SAFE - like he was a human for once, LOVED by someone.
his slow breath paused for a minute, afraid to disturb the woman - was she… asleep? his head turned to look at her gorgeous face. she looked like an
ANGEL so fragile yet he knew that veil of innocence she presented could be taken off any second. oh dear moon - whatever has he done to deserve to be in presence of her? he was a murderer,
cold blooded assassin who couldn’t even voice or show
EMOTIONS. yet there he was -
filled with feelings so unknown to him. ones that he almost shared with her, but lacked courage. it was perfect before, the day, the environment.
yet he couldn’t. not right to her face. the anxiety, the fear or judgement
& rejection by her was too much to handle. he couldn’t lose the only person who ever wanted good to him because of his stupid feelings.
perhaps his sister was right. perhaps there is no place for emotions.
his mind drifted away into the mess of thoughts, both positive & negative, overwhelming. overthinking left him almost exhausted - & it wasn’t the first time it happened. especially around her. he forced himself to cleanse the thoughts & instead leave himself empty to anything. he was here to enjoy the moment, rest - not worry.
he let out a soft sigh & put the book away. movement still so slow considerate of the other. he shifted closer so the woman could lean in more comfortable position, gently snuggled into his coat. what is he to do? he thinks to himself & simply rests his own head against hers, shutting his eyes & losing himself in the silky hair for split of second. ‘’ if only you knew. ‘’ raspy but incredibly quiet sentence is spoken by him, hoped not to be heard. he didn’t drink the poison again. for her. FOOL.
okay i’ve sent as many asks as i was able to, now i go to sleep since it’s midnight. have a dumb munday pic under tho
add + to reverse who does the action
[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention
[ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine
[ cover ] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket
[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.
[ kiss ] for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning
[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair
[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair
[ embrace ] for your muse to hold mine
[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room
[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer
[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger
[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s
[ weep ] for your muse to catch mine crying
[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food
[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine
[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance
[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine
[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap
[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring
[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually
[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support
[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm
[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand
[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did
[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine
[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap
[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down
[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away
[ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare
[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation
[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury
[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine
[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger
[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine
[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine
he has found a pack of sour candy. it was open and half of it is gone. he’s struggling to remember where the hell he got it from … or how old it might be, in fact, he doesn’t even remember ever having them - either way - does anybody want one ?
im so upset !!!! i’ve lost my voice / languages and personality headcanons !!! time to rewrite the fucking 20 pages of hc’s i had :^)
oh just so you know, the asks are in signs since well, phel can’t talk fghjk
like this for the moon boy in your inbox?
soft wind travels through the grass, gently playing with it
& forcing it into a flowing motion, touching few flowers
their fragile petals , shimmering under the naked sky, illuminated by the
stars, hanging high above
overseeing the night. the sight was so gorgeous, breathtaking, yet so many people slept through this magical time
& missed it all. oh how the crickets hidden around played their lovely songs, comforting the broken soul that stood in the middle of it all, with his face turned to the
MOON , just as if he was looking into his own reflection in it’s surface. to no avail however.
LET IT GO - a voice rings quietly in the back of his head, repeating the horrible words that he so wanted to believe were not true - SHE’S GONE - it says it again, & again, night after night as he shows in the same spot each time. hoping for something to happen. for SOMEONE to finally come here, searching for him just as he was searching for them.
how long has it been since he’s seen HER ? he couldn’t remember, it felt like years. but he knew perfectly it was his own fault. he didn’t want to risk losing her, he didn’t want her in danger, & all he ever wanted was to protect her from his awful part of life. yet - there he was, alone afterall. HE LOST HER.
he stood still for few more minutes, a noctum flower twirling in his hand impatiently. it had to be the night, he just knew it. shutting down the voice that so annoyed him he closed his eyes & took a deep breath, making a childish wish upon a falling star. nothing would happen for a long while, just the wind toying with his outfit & dark hair, slightly longer than how she remembered him - WOULD she remember him ?
silly thoughts filled his mind when suddenly - the breeze took on speed & strength for just a split of second as if signing into something. he shivered slightly as he felt someones presence just behind. he froze, not daring to even peek over his shoulder… overwhelming unfamiliar feeling left him but a statue in the middle of nowhere, filled with odd anxiety he would not feel in quite a while. was it … her ?
he is just silently looking around and is happy for others, because apparently, he can’t celebrate boyfriend day since … well - he doesn’t have one.