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Post is aimed at writer and character. Platonically love you, we're here for you <3
Silent were the waves kissing the shore, the coast silent and filled by the sounds of night. malacia brought the fish to surface, the calm tenderness a perfect time for feeding. There was no aubade to be sung at this time, so long before dawn. Quiet was the paralian kingpin, the jaguar sitting upon one of the boulders lost out in the ocean's caress, their dark furred tail dipped into the main. eyes closed, the jaguar rested under the stars, unaware of asteri's presence at the shore before the gentle breeze brought her scent to their nose. turning their head back to the shore, they saw the dark pelted she wolf, a dark form against the sea-shore. slipping silently into the water, they paddled through the slow waters, eyes lighting up as they realised the water had taken on a hue, lighting up with every movement, the bioluminescent algae and beings reacting to their movement. Swimming quietly, they drifted from shore, pausing in their swim, wanting to approach the aggrieved female. She was their friend, and their confidant. Exhaling warmly, the jaguar flicked their ears before swimming closer, tail making small ripples, "Bellasima.", they called softly in the spanish tongue, trying to catch her attention.
The posture she held inspired the feeling of concern in them, their heart worrying for her. "Asteri", they would call softly as they drifted closer, the water keeping its glow as their movements became stronger, making it into the shallows, water dripping from their coat. Approaching her, they felt the sand between their toes, the feeling of being alive a thing they had not found solace in for so long. They knew not what went through her head, but they could tell that she was in need of something. They had never seen the other as weak, they'd seen her as strong, collected and calm. She had only ever shown her worth and willingness to help - she had agreed to help them and they would forever be grateful to her.
Strong were limbs that felt frail, loved was the body she loathed, cared for was the mind she cursed, cherished were the skills and talents she disliked, embraced was the personality she bore. She was one and unique, a flash of color and flavor in an otherwise dull life, a star so bright that not even the hesperus could compare. To worship her was sabaism, a worship of the stars that she so deserved. Holy was the body she owned, a temple to be held and protected, loved and revered by those around her, guarded by the loyalty and heard by the listeners. She was so much more than she thought of herself, so tender yet so strong. To feel like shale but to be as tough and hardened as a diamond was a rarity, feeling so lost and never the same. Her glory was that she was who she was, someone to be loved and cherished and supported by those around her. Worn out was she, to be held up and protected by the bodies around her, ever held in reverence, her efforts of importance and her impact significant.
Bellasima - beautiful //
THE KINGPIN
golden lung dragon & black jaguar w/ vitiligo & platinum silver fox. unknown age - ancient. bai shi lynn lingré. proper chinese name is lin bai. prefers lynn if close. they/them. blind. wind element & electric element. firstborn son of jerisidie lingré & current head of family/general. courting delilah evergarden & halo mercer. kingpin of alithís evgenis. demiromantic gray-asexual. parent of veris, arvin, leoku, erian, flos, kekhai, evarhi, and laeglin. elder brother of ramona and hope, uncle of quennel and cosette.
Post is aimed at writer and character. Platonically love you, we're here for you <3
Silent were the waves kissing the shore, the coast silent and filled by the sounds of night. malacia brought the fish to surface, the calm tenderness a perfect time for feeding. There was no aubade to be sung at this time, so long before dawn. Quiet was the paralian kingpin, the jaguar sitting upon one of the boulders lost out in the ocean's caress, their dark furred tail dipped into the main. eyes closed, the jaguar rested under the stars, unaware of asteri's presence at the shore before the gentle breeze brought her scent to their nose. turning their head back to the shore, they saw the dark pelted she wolf, a dark form against the sea-shore. slipping silently into the water, they paddled through the slow waters, eyes lighting up as they realised the water had taken on a hue, lighting up with every movement, the bioluminescent algae and beings reacting to their movement. Swimming quietly, they drifted from shore, pausing in their swim, wanting to approach the aggrieved female. She was their friend, and their confidant. Exhaling warmly, the jaguar flicked their ears before swimming closer, tail making small ripples, "Bellasima.", they called softly in the spanish tongue, trying to catch her attention.
The posture she held inspired the feeling of concern in them, their heart worrying for her. "Asteri", they would call softly as they drifted closer, the water keeping its glow as their movements became stronger, making it into the shallows, water dripping from their coat. Approaching her, they felt the sand between their toes, the feeling of being alive a thing they had not found solace in for so long. They knew not what went through her head, but they could tell that she was in need of something. They had never seen the other as weak, they'd seen her as strong, collected and calm. She had only ever shown her worth and willingness to help - she had agreed to help them and they would forever be grateful to her.
Strong were limbs that felt frail, loved was the body she loathed, cared for was the mind she cursed, cherished were the skills and talents she disliked, embraced was the personality she bore. She was one and unique, a flash of color and flavor in an otherwise dull life, a star so bright that not even the hesperus could compare. To worship her was sabaism, a worship of the stars that she so deserved. Holy was the body she owned, a temple to be held and protected, loved and revered by those around her, guarded by the loyalty and heard by the listeners. She was so much more than she thought of herself, so tender yet so strong. To feel like shale but to be as tough and hardened as a diamond was a rarity, feeling so lost and never the same. Her glory was that she was who she was, someone to be loved and cherished and supported by those around her. Worn out was she, to be held up and protected by the bodies around her, ever held in reverence, her efforts of importance and her impact significant.
Bellasima - beautiful //