O, to walk again through Eden...

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@goldandbrine Circe, based on the Greek Myths (with some artistic license for modern times)

I work 12 hour shifts, so to make things a little easier for myself and my RP partners I’ve temporarily shortened the list of OCs available for threads. You can also find me over on Zaire’s IC side blog at @unholycarrierpigeon.

But I’ve taken a break to go move furniture around in my house again.

nickname(s): Ishi, Beppany (to my boyo)

Zodiac: Sagittarius/year of the Horse

Last movie I saw: Pocahontas with the husband, I think

Last thing I googled: solar powered outdoor mini cameras

Favourite musician: Probably a toss up between Coheed & Cambria and Hozier

Song stuck in my head: Frozen Pines by Lord Huron

Other blogs: please see the pinned post I’m a serial blogger

Do I get asks?: Sometimes! And I’m always super grateful

Following: < 100, most of those are multiples blogs from the same muns

Amount of sleep: between 4 and 6hrs if I’m at work. When I’m off it’s anyone’s guess

Lucky number: 3 & 7

What I’m wearing: black dress trousers, sneakers, work uniform

Dream job: I’d love to be a landscape gardener (don’t laugh)

Dream trip: Take me on a tour of Scandinavia

Favourite food: Xinxim & fried plantain

Play any instruments: I don’t have a musical bone in my body. I used to be able to play exactly one song on guitar but it was terrible

Language: English, pitiful amount of Welsh, equally pitiful amount of French

Favourite songs: honestly it depends on mood, right now I’m balls deep in the epic soundtrack

Random fact: my first job was working for a paranormal lockdown tour company, we would take small groups and go to various places in the uk for lock ins and investigations.

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: loose leaf tea steeping on counters, watching thunderstorms under a blanket, crystals charging under moonlight, tiny bugs on leaves, incense hazy air, midnight snacks and quiet conversations

Tagged by: @crosshairsdemon

You’ll still see me around playing anon meme fairy & reblogging relevant things whilst I’m moving stuff around, and probably building carrds.

I’d like to be more organised and have a clearer reference for you guys, as well as for new followers I’ve acquired.

The cliff overlooking the shore had become theirs without either of them meaning it to. For the last few clear nights, Will had insisted on dragging an old blanket up the slope, and Circe had followed. She had put great effort into pretending that she found the ritual ridiculous, but tonight the sky was deep violet, scattered with stars that reflected in the water below like spilled silver pieces. It was difficult to decline an invitation to admire them.

The grass was cool beneath them as Circe and Will lay side by side staring upwards as the gentle sea breeze whispered around them. Will had pointed lazily toward a crooked constellation, insisting that it had looked like a wolf in the thrill of pursuit.

“It looks nothing like a wolf,” Circe had said.

“You just have no imagination.”

She turned to argue, and in that exact moment Will turned toward her too.

Their lips had brushed accidentally, and Will’s wings twitched sharply behind him as his eyes widened.

“I… uh…” he stammered, adjusting himself and having the decency to look just scandalised enough to satisfy Circe. “I didn’t mean—”

Circe cut him off by grabbing the front of his jacket and kissing him again, this time with a little more intent and far more graceful than their accidental collision. When she pulled back, Will looked quietly stunned.