👁️ EYE - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical...)?
From OC Emoji Asks!
Henry’s eyes are green. When it comes to hue, they can be as rich as forest green, as bright as an emerald glint, or as clean as a lake’s water when touched by sunbeams. The shape of his eyes is elongated with an upward tilt, well-defined creases, and a subtle lifted brow bone which makes them look narrower and more dominant — what people in modern makeup trends would call “siren or feline-like.” Classical literature writers would use different variations to describe this large, elongated, and upturned shape that conveys a wild, mesmerizing beauty: from the "ox-eyed" description by Homer in the Iliad, the "Siren-glance" in Victorian literature, and the "panther-like" gaze by Baudelaire, to the "antelope or gazelle eyes" found in Middle Eastern and ancient Sanskrit literature. And perhaps my favorite: Chashm-e-Nargis or “Narcissus eyes,” which in Persian and Urdu poetry describes a beautiful, elongated, and slightly heavy-lidded or bedroom-eyed look compared to the narcissus flower. It is the poetry of his delicate inner beauty leaking through the very organ said to be the window to the soul in the most lyrical and romantic of ways.
That transparency is real, but only when he is in the presence of the ones he trusts — which at the moment is no one — or in deeply disarming situations where he is caught by surprise, which... just happened. :3 Svarog has highly developed abilities/giftedness and therefore has his hyper-focuses. When he decided to study behavioral science and micro-expressions, he simply became one of the best in the field, if not the best. This means he trained exhaustively not to show those same emotional tells in his own physical expressions, unless it is calculated and needed. For instance, when he needs to charm someone to extract necessary information, or when using his own physical attractiveness to draw them in. In those moments, his gaze holds a powerful, sharp magnetic strength, dark in intensity and dense. Intimidating ehen it needs to be. It carries a seductiveness that causes all the women — and more men than anyone there would care to admit — to have improper thoughts. So yes, his eyes, together with the alluring quality of his voice and the regal tonus of his posture, are very noticeable and are characteristics daily spoken of in gossip circles.
In uncalculated situations, within comfortable and safe spaces or around safe people—which, quite literally, he has never had, perhaps only when he was very little and begged his mother for crumbs of attention before learning to read a violent environment with a dry sharpness no kid should have to possess; he hides them away. Perhaps that changes in the near future, perhaps no one becomes someone, who knows.
It may happen very sporadically too when his insecurities or fears are being exposed in private spaces by his blackmailer superiors, at gruesome and particularly heinous crime scenes, or when he is exhausted to the edge of a breakdown. It is not calculated at all when he is handling conversations with the victims or the loved ones of victims after crimes have been committed. You won’t find anyone more emotionally transparent, warm, or comforting than him. He knows how to make people feel safe and deeply understood to the degree that nowadays this has become an extra part of his job while gathering all the needed information for a case. That is where his empathy has a moment to breathe freely —even if he feels so guilty to be in such terrible circumstances —without being judged or mocked by the macho jerks that make up his police colleagues and the law enforcement field in general. Because that isn't the “real Henry,” it is a genius-executed technique by Agent Svarog. In those moments with the vulnerable, he allows himself to be their equal. It is when everything he is reflects in his slanting, liquid, piercing gaze, and it is there where the almond quality of his eyes can be seen in all its layers and softness. You can see it freely when he is alone, though, with the gaze of the people he wants to bring justice for staring at him from his wall, or when he wakes daily out of his night terrors. When he is eating his favorite candies or doping himself with adrenaline shots. When he is alone, there are no façades, no way to hide from himself.
@deluxetravs
