2DAU! Tanpa menyematkan wajah, kami ingin mencari kawan untuk menemani dan mengisi linimasa yang hampa. Sayangnya dia juga jarang berinteraksi dengan orang luar, mohon maklum jika grogi. Jatuhkanlah IC untuk berinteraksi, repost saja untuk berteman.
W-OC.
2DAU! Dengan rupa tersemat, izinkan kami mencari teman disini. Dengan seorang reinkarnasi Tsukuyomi yang baru menginjak dunia remaja. Hendak berbincang bersama? Silahkan untuk meninggalkan kata kunci, ataupun hijaukan posting ulang.
J-OC, fantasy.
ia berasal dari tanah dimana pohon cedar tumbuh menembus langit, dari angin yang membawa aroma cengkih dan pinus. ia sang pemberi berkat dari balik kisi-kisi malam yang menyayat.
silahkan beri ic/kata kunci dan skala kedekatan. (fantasy-oc)
!2dfess
βππβππ‘π§π,β Terenβs voice came from behind the condensed glasses of their shower-cubicle. βCan you fetch me my towel?β | @promisesworn
@promisesworn so sweet and endearing.. a lullaby to my ears.
I had one day despised the curvatures of ribs for hugging your heart tightβit had remembered yours longer than I was, but then I found myself learning..
And, in every touch and embrace, I had memorized youβand made you immortal.
@promisesworn from deep within his chest. Such simple gesture.. yet, so magical, that it could cure even the greatest of painβhow could he forget that love also had a property to heal? βWere you reciting a wedding vow, Ahava?β
@promisesworn Teren was staring at where her thumb put a considerable pressure against his, only to quit when Ahava fumbled over one specific finger which now hosted the weight of their commitment. Realizing this, he gave away a small cough, that soon broke into a gentle laugh that arose
@promisesworn on her pure soul. Had you not forsaken her love for far too long already? βYouβre right, my love. I will remember that,β I would memorize the clear signs of your love, even with your eyes teary, and your mouth damned to silence. Because, it was also an act of love.. wasnβt it?
@promisesworn Ahava saw right through him and plucked on the right strings. The very same pain that hurt him, had now hurt her.. but, she looked past her anger, her sadness, and silenced them all with a blush of love.
βYouβre right,β How shameful you were, Teren Santoro.. to even lay a finger