- - - Optimistic, Impulsive, Outgoing, Reactive, Stubborn, Defensive, Joker and Sarcastic.
- - - Innocent, Caring, Sweet, Patient, Curious, Indecisive, Unstable (Dangerous), and Loyal.
- - - Business Man, Clever, Tactical, Cunning, Demanding, Cold, and Analytical.
Bisexual - Prefers Men
- - - Playful, Vengeful, Forward, Passionate, Direct, Focused, Damaged, Confident, and Charismatic
Darkness Element / Underworld Dog.
- - - Brooding, Snappish, Angry, Inwardly Sensitive, Phobia Ridden. Drug Addict, Dog-like and Vicious
Teiva De Luca
- - - Teasing, Flirtatious, Honest, Genuine, Carefree, Reckless, Charming and Understanding
- - - Rebellious, Arrogant, Abrasive, Foul Mouthed, Difficult, Individual, Sinful and Trouble Maker.
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"I want to be your favourite hello...
...and your hardest goodbye"
You were the one who saw the good in me.
The one who loved me for who I could be.
You pulled me from the black hole.
Now making you smile if my only goal
Words of a lost soul...
Recorded on crumbled paper...
These are the thoughts...
Of the forgotten...
Of the man you have seen...
But never wished to know...
The troubled child...
Turned wounded soldier...
He is the poetic survivor
Character description help for my writers block xD:
His messy shoulder length sandy blonde hair shifted in the breeze that filtered through a crack in the panes. His light hazel eyes tinted with caramel picked through the scenery, his dress was simple a sleeveless shirt of white colour, the lace at the top left undone to keep him cool revealing his slender collar bones and the top of his agile chest. His trousers were of a deep black, baggy and comfortable with a combat style too them, his chunky almost army styled boots poking out from the bottom. The only thing that made people think he was more than just quiet boy was the ink that was etched into his arms, many different images and shapes that looked like they were symbollic but he was yet to tell people just where they had come from; and they certainly wouldn't guess it right.
Curiouser and Curiouser
- Nothing in the world is more flexible and yielding than water.
Yet when it attacks the firm and the strong, none can withstand it, because they have no way to change it.
- So the flexible overcome the adamant, the yielding overcome the forceful.
Everyone knows this, but no one can do it.
A lot of spirits had become sick and insane from the poisons... only the strong ones were still sticking to an old routine.
One young looking water spirit was an example of that; he was strong and he was curious of the humans, he wanted to know more and keep them from destroying him in the process.. so he had moved up stream, up where it was colder and where the ice spirit whom had been born from the same parental spirit had resided until he had taken his chances with playing the war to his own benefit. The land that stretched out before him was not of his home, but he found beauty in its scenery, despite being cool, the water still ran clean and that provided him with comfort.
Laying there one day with his shins and feet immersed in the cool liquid - his trousers rolled up to feel the water on his skin - Suiro let out a small sigh as he gazed at the sky above him. Some would think he was a coward for not joining a war; but where was the sense in killing... so long as he remained sane then he would not have an issue at least that was his hope. But up in the mountainous area he could relax, his deep blue hair shimmering in the sun as the pony tail splayed out on the grassy bank and his bangs hung away from his pale skinned face for once,, his eyes as blue as the ocean you could drown in watched the sky above.
he leant himself against the outside wall, out of the way of the sun shine - his skin was ivory pale as though he had never seen much sun and certainly wasn't one for sunbathing. He looked like something descended from royalty, his skin looking like it had never seen a day of work in it's life and his eyes wise as though he had revised the entire countries collection of libraries. Silver white locks of smooth hair fell over his the edge of his face and his forehead, tucked away on the other side behind his ear, and reaching down to the nape of his neck while his ice blue eyes watched out from behind the