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*lilia voice* NO PREMARITAL HAND HOLDING
I do not remember being able to render like this
Ahghdgjs im so proud of this piece. They’re so silly and cute.
Ref under cut! (From Pinterest)
reblogginf cause i love this piece too much
*lilia voice* NO PREMARITAL HAND HOLDING
I do not remember being able to render like this
Ahghdgjs im so proud of this piece. They’re so silly and cute.
Ref under cut! (From Pinterest)
i’m gonna yap abt Iyad and Silver one sec
uh ok so
due to iyad’s traumatic past, losing three parental figures in the span of 14years, and still being very not familial loving to their current parents. that does something yk?
iyad is at the very least, scared of caring, scared of loving someone because there’s no guarantee that they will stay.
iyad can tell if someone is pretty yes, seeing silver off to the side, it was basic concern that pushed them to take silver to the infirmary to see if he was ok.
silver liked the soft breeze in his hair when iyad flew him, like a really good air conditioner, he even managed to have a feel of iyad’s wings. silver was a bit fascinated by iyad.
ever since that day, iyad just noticed silver around more, slowly becoming accustomed to the white haired male’s presence, the two working like gears grinding against each other that fit perfectly.
suddenly, iyad is expecting silver. now when the heterochhromatic looks at the stands during spelldrive, he looks for a mop of white hair. suddenly iyad frowns when silver sits somewhere else. suddenly iyad looks for silver rather than just finding him. what’s goin on?
one day when silver is at the spelldrive stadium for some reason, iyad sees, the two exchange a smile. and it all comes crashing down, iyad breaks down.
his heart beating in their ears, fear overtakes them and physically stops them from playing for the rest of practice.
iyad is in DENIAL. shaking their head at the thought that maybe, maybe they now care for silver, that they love him. more than they should.
iyad ignores his feelings and silver, avoiding both like the plague, over exerting themself in their hobbies before eventually working so hard their body can’t take it, leading for iyad to be brought to the nurse after passing out.
silver shows up and expresses his concern, iyad just pushes him away, telling him that they’re not his problem.
but deep down, iyad’s heart swells at the concern in his eyes, they hated to see silver leave the room, but this was for the best.
‘envy of icarus’ <- iyad’s UM
icarus was a man who had gotten metal wings, and despite the warnings, he flew too close to the sun and his wings had melted.
icarus died on the ground because of his own ignorance. sometimes
iyad is envious of icarus
for being so carefree that even if the moments were brief. icarus felt outrageous, free, and adventurous.
but was it worth it if he died right after?
*lilia voice* NO PREMARITAL HAND HOLDING
I do not remember being able to render like this
Ahghdgjs im so proud of this piece. They’re so silly and cute.
Ref under cut! (From Pinterest)
reblogginf cause i love this piece too much
*lilia voice* NO PREMARITAL HAND HOLDING
I do not remember being able to render like this
Ahghdgjs im so proud of this piece. They’re so silly and cute.
Ref under cut! (From Pinterest)
i’m gonna yap abt Iyad and Silver one sec
uh ok so
due to iyad’s traumatic past, losing three parental figures in the span of 14years, and still being very not familial loving to their current parents. that does something yk?
iyad is at the very least, scared of caring, scared of loving someone because there’s no guarantee that they will stay.
iyad can tell if someone is pretty yes, seeing silver off to the side, it was basic concern that pushed them to take silver to the infirmary to see if he was ok.
silver liked the soft breeze in his hair when iyad flew him, like a really good air conditioner, he even managed to have a feel of iyad’s wings. silver was a bit fascinated by iyad.
ever since that day, iyad just noticed silver around more, slowly becoming accustomed to the white haired male’s presence, the two working like gears grinding against each other that fit perfectly.
suddenly, iyad is expecting silver. now when the heterochhromatic looks at the stands during spelldrive, he looks for a mop of white hair. suddenly iyad frowns when silver sits somewhere else. suddenly iyad looks for silver rather than just finding him. what’s goin on?
one day when silver is at the spelldrive stadium for some reason, iyad sees, the two exchange a smile. and it all comes crashing down, iyad breaks down.
his heart beating in their ears, fear overtakes them and physically stops them from playing for the rest of practice.
iyad is in DENIAL. shaking their head at the thought that maybe, maybe they now care for silver, that they love him. more than they should.
iyad ignores his feelings and silver, avoiding both like the plague, over exerting themself in their hobbies before eventually working so hard their body can’t take it, leading for iyad to be brought to the nurse after passing out.
silver shows up and expresses his concern, iyad just pushes him away, telling him that they’re not his problem.
but deep down, iyad’s heart swells at the concern in his eyes, they hated to see silver leave the room, but this was for the best.
‘envy of icarus’ <- iyad’s UM
icarus was a man who had gotten metal wings, and despite the warnings, he flew too close to the sun and his wings had melted.
icarus died on the ground because of his own ignorance. sometimes
iyad is envious of icarus
for being so carefree that even if the moments were brief. icarus felt outrageous, free, and adventurous.
but was it worth it if he died right after?
iyad go kiss ur bf already🤓🤓🤓
i’m not the problem to iyad’s entire character what are you talking abt brother 🤗🤗😁😁
“he loves me, he loves me not” (small snippet of me writing)
seeds of sick adoration ripped and thrived in his throat, tears of bittersweet honey ran down their tanned cheeks as they hunched over the garbage bin.
their grip on the bin was as deadly as the grip the disease had on their poor body.
white daisy petals slicked with blood and saliva, they stained all that they touched, harmed the body they grew within.
pollen coughed and heaved its way out of the scarabia student’s body, iyad wasn’t allergic, but this time pollen was deemed fatal for them.
for every time they met eyes, another seed was planted.
for every conversation they shared, the sprouts would extend to stems.
the dreadful silence between the pair would act as bees, buzzing to nurture the growing vines, encouraging them to bloom flawlessly.
the botanical properties fought endlessly to leave iyad’s throat, leaving them bruised and poisoned for their fault.
iyad’s mind spins as the haunting story that implied that flowers, the flowers tell you if he loves you or not.
iyad looks down at his garden. he closes his eyes. 5 white, blood stained petals.
“he loves me…”
“he loves me not…”
“he—“
”Iyad?!”
—
how is it? is it good or cringe
anyways, none of my ocs are safe from me💗
tag list: @venaue @babyghoul138 @beneathsakurashade /nf i just wanted to have some moot opinions
*sob* Iyad im so sorry (no im not)
Ok im gonna write abt this before working on reqs again
HAHHAHHAH THANKS MYZZZ THEY LOOK GREAT ❤️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
hi mooooooooti :D
can i pretty pls have Iyad x Silver?
Iyad just being comforted yk? (my drabble cough)
LOVE U/p HAVE A NICE DAYYYY
HERE YA GOOOO
I HOPE I DID GOOD!!!!
THEY WERE SO FUN TO DRAW!!!
iyad go kiss ur bf already🤓🤓🤓
i’m not the problem to iyad’s entire character what are you talking abt brother 🤗🤗😁😁
“he loves me, he loves me not” (small snippet of me writing)
seeds of sick adoration ripped and thrived in his throat, tears of bittersweet honey ran down their tanned cheeks as they hunched over the garbage bin.
their grip on the bin was as deadly as the grip the disease had on their poor body.
white daisy petals slicked with blood and saliva, they stained all that they touched, harmed the body they grew within.
pollen coughed and heaved its way out of the scarabia student’s body, iyad wasn’t allergic, but this time pollen was deemed fatal for them.
for every time they met eyes, another seed was planted.
for every conversation they shared, the sprouts would extend to stems.
the dreadful silence between the pair would act as bees, buzzing to nurture the growing vines, encouraging them to bloom flawlessly.
the botanical properties fought endlessly to leave iyad’s throat, leaving them bruised and poisoned for their fault.
iyad’s mind spins as the haunting story that implied that flowers, the flowers tell you if he loves you or not.
iyad looks down at his garden. he closes his eyes. 5 white, blood stained petals.
“he loves me…”
“he loves me not…”
“he—“
”Iyad?!”
—
how is it? is it good or cringe
anyways, none of my ocs are safe from me💗
tag list: @venaue @babyghoul138 @beneathsakurashade /nf i just wanted to have some moot opinions
*sob* Iyad im so sorry (no im not)
Ok im gonna write abt this before working on reqs again
HAHHAHHAH THANKS MYZZZ THEY LOOK GREAT ❤️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
hi mooooooooti :D
can i pretty pls have Iyad x Silver?
Iyad just being comforted yk? (my drabble cough)
LOVE U/p HAVE A NICE DAYYYY
HERE YA GOOOO
I HOPE I DID GOOD!!!!
THEY WERE SO FUN TO DRAW!!!
continuation of last Iyad’s Hanahaki post
Genre: fluffier than what ever happened last time
notes: wtf did i make, unfinished bc i dont have energy
Silver was tense to open the door, Jamil and Kalim were already acting in a very concerning way.
apparently they called his father, who relayed the information to silver. though relay is a generous word for it, cause lilia barely spoke an explanation after waking him up.
“Iyad’s feeling.. rather under the weather, why don’t you pay him a visit?”
his father was being so mysterious about it…
and that’s what silver’s here for, to be a good friend, but his initial worry amplified to the max when he saw the faces of Iyad’s peers.
the whole dorm felt very apprehensive, like everyone was collectively on edge. but now wasn’t the time to dwell for silver, his father has always preached the importance of bravery, especially when others are scared.
silver slips the door open, entering the still room, his blue eyes were immediately drawn to the bump in the bed.
“iyad.. are you alright?”
“go away”
his tone was sharp and angry, in a way it was reminiscent of their previous few conversations.
iyad was becoming distant towards silver, cutting their conversations short, their demeanor became rigid with awkwardness, their relaxed interactions soon became strained and forced, nothing like how they started out.
it hurt to think about for silver.. and for iyad.
silver walked over to the bed, pulling out the desk chair, sitting next the bump. a silence blanketed them both, the air was stuffy.
silver perked up when iyad shuffled under the covers, peeking their eyes out of from under the covers. silver couldn’t help but feel his stomach churn from the look they gave him.
iyad’s eyes, once filled with stoic nonchalance, now colored in with a guarded expression, nothing like it was before, now these eyes…
those weren’t the ones he fell in love with.
those eyes were kind, adoring, hardworking, calm. they warmed silver’s heart and cheeks whenever they met.
but.. but these eyes. they only sent a small shiver down his spine, rattling him out of motion. but even so.
“what happened? everyone’s says you’re sick..”
“it’s fine, i’m fine, why are you here?” iyad hissed through his teeth.
“they… jamil and kalim thought i should see you”
the eyes dropped down hiding behind the once beautifully tanned skin, now drained to make the student pale. closed eyes then being covered by the rich red bed covers.
“i… i don’t want to see you.. you should leave.. like now”
“no.. you’re obviously not well, what do you need? i’ll get it for you”
“i need you to leave”
each word started to crush silver, the pushing away from iyad irked him.
silver didn’t want to go, silver was worried, couldn’t iyad see that? his concern? his worry? his dread? his want?
his love?
“seriously, i can’t—“
“just what are you so afraid of?! huh, iyad? why are you so mean these days? we haven’t talked in forever..!” silver snapped, cutting his ill crush off mid sentence.
…
“…so what?” the words were muffled by the covers but were painfully echoed by the acoustics in silver’s head, he was growing more and more frustrated with the boy in bed.
“so what? so now you’re just gonna avoid me forever?”
silence molds on the outside of iyad, freezing over at the boldness of his classmate. both eyes stay averted, keeping down at the burning sun to preserve itself from melting, the sun being silver's eyes.
continuation of last Iyad’s Hanahaki post
Genre: fluffier than what ever happened last time
notes: wtf did i make, unfinished bc i dont have energy
Silver was tense to open the door, Jamil and Kalim were already acting in a very concerning way.
apparently they called his father, who relayed the information to silver. though relay is a generous word for it, cause lilia barely spoke an explanation after waking him up.
“Iyad’s feeling.. rather under the weather, why don’t you pay him a visit?”
his father was being so mysterious about it…
and that’s what silver’s here for, to be a good friend, but his initial worry amplified to the max when he saw the faces of Iyad’s peers.
the whole dorm felt very apprehensive, like everyone was collectively on edge. but now wasn’t the time to dwell for silver, his father has always preached the importance of bravery, especially when others are scared.
silver slips the door open, entering the still room, his blue eyes were immediately drawn to the bump in the bed.
“iyad.. are you alright?”
“go away”
his tone was sharp and angry, in a way it was reminiscent of their previous few conversations.
iyad was becoming distant towards silver, cutting their conversations short, their demeanor became rigid with awkwardness, their relaxed interactions soon became strained and forced, nothing like how they started out.
it hurt to think about for silver.. and for iyad.
silver walked over to the bed, pulling out the desk chair, sitting next the bump. a silence blanketed them both, the air was stuffy.
silver perked up when iyad shuffled under the covers, peeking their eyes out of from under the covers. silver couldn’t help but feel his stomach churn from the look they gave him.
iyad’s eyes, once filled with stoic nonchalance, now colored in with a guarded expression, nothing like it was before, now these eyes…
those weren’t the ones he fell in love with.
those eyes were kind, adoring, hardworking, calm. they warmed silver’s heart and cheeks whenever they met.
but.. but these eyes. they only sent a small shiver down his spine, rattling him out of motion. but even so.
“what happened? everyone’s says you’re sick..”
“it’s fine, i’m fine, why are you here?” iyad hissed through his teeth.
“they… jamil and kalim thought i should see you”
the eyes dropped down hiding behind the once beautifully tanned skin, now drained to make the student pale. closed eyes then being covered by the rich red bed covers.
“i… i don’t want to see you.. you should leave.. like now”
“no.. you’re obviously not well, what do you need? i’ll get it for you”
“i need you to leave”
each word started to crush silver, the pushing away from iyad irked him.
silver didn’t want to go, silver was worried, couldn’t iyad see that? his concern? his worry? his dread? his want?
his love?
“seriously, i can’t—“
“just what are you so afraid of?! huh, iyad? why are you so mean these days? we haven’t talked in forever..!” silver snapped, cutting his ill crush off mid sentence.
…
“…so what?” the words were muffled by the covers but were painfully echoed by the acoustics in silver’s head, he was growing more and more frustrated with the boy in bed.
“so what? so now you’re just gonna avoid me forever?”
silence molds on the outside of iyad, freezing over at the boldness of his classmate. both eyes stay averted, keeping down at the burning sun to preserve itself from melting, the sun being silver's eyes.