Nov 5, 2022
omen & hazel. @blindsite.
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omen & hazel. @blindsite.
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man I really just be drawing anything huh
LUCY MILTON: MANY THAT LIVE DESERVE DEATH. SOME THAT DIE DESERVE LIFE. 'i don't think either of us are able to make that distinction, nor decision,' neither of them are death. and neither are god, though omen doesn't believe god has the right, either. omen didn't have these conversations often. life and death, these things blurred together for him. he's experienced loss and birth and tragedy and miracle - to dwell on which creatures may or may not deserve to live is not in owen's list of past times. 'do i oftentimes think of death and wonder who may or may not have passed too soon, too quickly, too harshly? perhaps. but i will not be disillusioned to believe i have any say in what happens,' @serpentd.
HAZEL BALFOURT: WHY ARE YOU TALKING LIKE WE WILL NEVER SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN? there are a few ways omen thought that this could end, and this had been one of the few he hoped it wouldn't come to. he and hazel had been sneaking around for some time, evading the watchful eye of their mentors so that they could be with one another. omen never saw it as fair that crawley and esmeree's enemyship had been passed down to them. and now, omen had been caught, and even the admission of love for hazel to crawley was not enough to keep the wizard from forbidding omen to see hazel again. omen couldn't, however, simply never speak to hazel again. he needed to explain. he needed to see her one last time. ‘ crawley will not allow this to continue. as soon as i return, i'm sure he will keep a watchful eye over me from now until he's gone, ’ omen takes hazel's hands in his own, eyes meeting hers with a deep sadness. ‘ if i have not told you enough, i love you. if this is our last meeting, i want you to know it entirely. and should we meet in the future, when our elders are gone, i want you to know it will remain the same, no matter the time or place, ’ @blindsite.
Why does everyone act like China, Japan, and Korea are the only Asian countries and why do I think the answer is probably colourism 🤦🏻♀️
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' if there's anything you see that you'd like, it's yours, ' standing behind the counter, hands pressed flat to the surface, omen watches mal wander his apothecary. he's humble enough not to assume that he could possibly, ever, give the literal devil something she didn't already have, or anything she could easily get herself. but should she find anything she wanted across the shelves of his shop, omen wanted to assure her that she could have it. ' i'm sure i owe you much more than anything you'll find here, ' grin touches the corner of the witch's lips, eyes moving from mal down to his inventory sheets, checking them again. ' let me know if i can get you anything specific, too, ' @ofmalice.
what flavor is your soul?
genevieve & valentine.
lavender. oh moon child, restless sleeper, tell me what it's like to dream? you float along the margins of reality, picking up the pieces of fallen memories to sculpt into your own realm. you are searching, but your tongue is quiet, quiet, quiet. open your mouth and sing my dear, silence only does you good for so long. and here you planted roots in the darkness, where not even the moon can reach your leaves. there is such a thing as being too practical, for you sail your ship on perpetually calm waters, and never have you spotted land. your mind has wings, uncage them! allow yourself to dream, you are not too far gone. there is no such thing! trust in yourself dear.
omen.
vanilla. oh heart of ice and mind of gold, what am I to do with you? you are only good in small amounts, bittersweet fledgling, you are hard for most to swallow. your spirit is strong, your wit is potent, your biting essence drives even the most daring away. but why are you hiding your sweetness? i know within you, you are soft, but humanity has made you bitter. you mask your pain and sorrow with spite and sensibility. you say you do not care about trivial things, but don't you? sweetheart relax. you can let down your drawbridge, the waters are not poisoned. I know you have looked monsters in between the eyes and scoffed at them, but please, relax. you think your armor protects you but it is smothering you slowly. little owlet, when will you learn, words can only get you so far? feelings are what makes this world pulse. do not suppress your feelings. your heart can still thaw my dear. trust.