Half of me and half of you

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Markus walked through the park slowly, himself never noticing his eyecolour changing. He was glad for that, not wanting to know. And luckily there weren’t too many people around either, who could judge him for it.

He rubbed his eyes, walking the path along the lake. He hoped he could find his soulmate soon, if only so his eyes changed fully and he knew which eyes were his. He had had relationships before -never really happy for him, but he guessed it was his fault for getting into abusive relationships.

Ray looked around as he seemed to be happy that not many people were around there. The demon then stopped as he saw a small person with the same mismatched eyes he had. He got up and quickly moved over to him. He tapped oj his shoulder making Markus turn around. “Are…are you my soulmate ?”he asked as he looked at him in the eyes.

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Markus turned around when someone tapped his shoulder. His eyes widened as he looked at Ray, seconds later their eyes changing, and he couldn’t see anything anymore.

“I guess I am.”, he replied quietly. So he was the blind one. He didn’t really mind, at the very least not as much as he would have if he hadn’t been prepared for it. It still saddened him that he couldn’t see anything anymore though.

Half of me and half of you

Markus walked through the park slowly, himself never noticing his eyecolour changing. He was glad for that, not wanting to know. And luckily there weren’t too many people around either, who could judge him for it.

He rubbed his eyes, walking the path along the lake. He hoped he could find his soulmate soon, if only so his eyes changed fully and he knew which eyes were his. He had had relationships before -never really happy for him, but he guessed it was his fault for getting into abusive relationships.

Half of me and half of you

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Markus had been born half blind. One of his eyes a light brown, almost golden, with no real pupil. Milky. His other eye was (Ray’s eyecolour), and he always wondered which was his eye. Was he supposed to be blind? Or would he have sight, and his soulmate wouldn’t?

His older brother had it hard himself too, his eyecolours nearly matched. But he didn’t care as much about soulmates as Markus did.

Markus was living on his own by now. He had learned how to read braille, just in case he’d be the one who’d turn blind. Learned to get around blindly, cook, everything. Either he’d be blind, or he could help his soulmate if they were blind.

Ray groaned as he found it inconvenient that one of his eyes was blind while his other vibrant orange one was fine and could see perfectly with him. He did feel bad for his soulmate whoever it may be since he heard from his friends that normally soulmates would have mismatched eyes before they meet their other half. The demon sighed as he went out in the city. It was weird that some people who already had their partner looked weird that. The demon just rolled his eyes continuing his way in the busy crowd.

Markus was a lot of the time looked at weirdly, for a colour changing eye. Either people said he must have multiple soulmates, or his soulmate wasn’t human. Or, well, they claimed he was the weird one. He tried ignoring these people, but it wasn’t always easy. He was just glad it didn’t change too much too quickly.

Now Markus was just going to the park, his weekends usually free to do as he pleased like that. He loved his job, being a kindergarten teacher, but he knew if he turned out to be blind he couldn’t do that anymore.

Half of me and half of you

@growlingbeasts

Markus had been born half blind. One of his eyes a light brown, almost golden, with no real pupil. Milky. His other eye was (Ray’s eyecolour), and he always wondered which was his eye. Was he supposed to be blind? Or would he have sight, and his soulmate wouldn’t?

His older brother had it hard himself too, his eyecolours nearly matched. But he didn’t care as much about soulmates as Markus did.

Markus was living on his own by now. He had learned how to read braille, just in case he’d be the one who’d turn blind. Learned to get around blindly, cook, everything. Either he’d be blind, or he could help his soulmate if they were blind.

Enyo wandered the forest with a small smile on his face, since the storm he had erected a cottages which was small on the outside but big inside so that it didn’t damage the surroundings. It was made of magic technically so no humans would stumble upon his home. He still didn’t have a name nor face for the forest deity, he was just very thankful for permission to stay. @crushed-starrdust

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Elvin was very happy having Enyo here. It was just nice, and the animals of the forest were peaceful around him as well. They didn’t mind the little cottage, as well as visiting there. As long as Enyo was peaceful and kind, nothing and no one living in this forest would bother Enyo.

Elvin liked watching Enyo sometimes, rarely talking to him again -staying hidden most of the time, though not so that Enyo couldn’t see him if he would try.

The deity was currently on a small clearing, tending to some flowers. Humming some melodies he remembered as he helped them grow, and made sure no weeds would kill the little flowers.

Enyo just sat with honestly wanting to know about the deity- Elvin- who had been so charitable rather than speak himself. “Elvin,” He hummed a smile tugging his lips, “Of course, it would make sense for the forest to share with its deity.” He nodded his eyes being drawn to the antlers.

He was a curious soul that just couldn’t adjust to the times hence his desperation to escape the towns and cities. He had been able to keep up for a hundred years or so then everything became so industrial and changed so quick it made his head spin and he couldn’t handle being near it.

He flushed slightly. “My help is mineute compared to mine. I merely feed the little animals that happen upon my door and add new flowers to the land.”

“Your help is as meaningful as mine. We appreciate every little help, and your kind and caring nature is welcomed.”, Elvin said, smiling at Enyo. He didn’t mind how little Enyo’s help was, every little thing was important, and appreciated by everyone.

“I personally am very grateful that you are here with us. I do not get lonely, but I am alone most of my existence. So I am elated you are here with us. Your company is very pleasant.”. He was really very happy to not be alone all the time. Sure he had never been there with Enyo to really talk with him, but sometimes being able to talk to him and watch him was nice.

Aino was notably different from everyone else. Her sense of fashion was very unique, bat’s wings on her headband and shoes, wearing bows with eyeballs. Her electric green-ish blue eyes looked bored as she made her way through the streets, thinking about what to do. A necklace hung around her neck, a golden pendant hanging from it. In the middle of it was her soulmate-gemstone, the golden pendant around it decorated with intricate engravings.

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boeyboy:

On the opposite end of town lived a surprisingly lonely human for how nice he acts around everyone else. His gentle, down to earth personality letting him be able to get along with many people but unfortunately, at heart he’s an introvert, preferring time to himself rather than other people. This of course, combined with some emotional instability, led him down a path of loneliness and isolation, still going out on long walks to clear his mind but the weights of a thousand regrets crushing him like a boulder strapped to his back. But he kept on going, for the sake of everyone else and mostly for himself. He had soft, black hair, deep hazel eyes and wore plain, sometimes patterned, dark clothes, his only accessory being a fancy watch with intricate engravings and his expectedly small soulstone holding the hands in place. Today would be like any other day for him, taking a nice long walk around town to clear his mind from all of the regret and pain that haunts his fragile mind, usually sticking to avenues and parks thanks to his appreciation for the natural world and its calm ambience.

Aino looked towards him for a moment, before turning her gaze back up at the sky, not much caring for whoever decided to talk to her.

“Wonderful.”, she replied, rolling her eyes. She was laying on the ground staring at the sky, how was it supposed to be going? Well, she supposed this guy just wanting to strike a conversation, she shouldn’t get annoyed too quickly.

“Eh, can’t really say the same for myself but I’m glad to hear that.” The young man replied, shrugging as he looked up at the clouds, “You cloud spotting by any chance?” He asked as he looked back down at the girl yet again, knowing it was a very obvious question that may not have even needed answering but still he believed it to be necessary.

“No, I’m staring at the sun hoping to get blind.”, Aino replied, unable to resist the sarcastic answer. “And you? Asking whoever you see obvious questions?”.

She didn’t really like humans, nor was she very good at holding conversations. She could be a bit… unique in her being, making it hard to like her. And humans tended to stare at her gemstone -which she very much had wanted to put on obvious sight- which made them all the more annoying.

Aino was notably different from everyone else. Her sense of fashion was very unique, bat’s wings on her headband and shoes, wearing bows with eyeballs. Her electric green-ish blue eyes looked bored as she made her way through the streets, thinking about what to do. A necklace hung around her neck, a golden pendant hanging from it. In the middle of it was her soulmate-gemstone, the golden pendant around it decorated with intricate engravings.

boeyboy:

On the opposite end of town lived a surprisingly lonely human for how nice he acts around everyone else. His gentle, down to earth personality letting him be able to get along with many people but unfortunately, at heart he’s an introvert, preferring time to himself rather than other people. This of course, combined with some emotional instability, led him down a path of loneliness and isolation, still going out on long walks to clear his mind but the weights of a thousand regrets crushing him like a boulder strapped to his back. But he kept on going, for the sake of everyone else and mostly for himself. He had soft, black hair, deep hazel eyes and wore plain, sometimes patterned, dark clothes, his only accessory being a fancy watch with intricate engravings and his expectedly small soulstone holding the hands in place. Today would be like any other day for him, taking a nice long walk around town to clear his mind from all of the regret and pain that haunts his fragile mind, usually sticking to avenues and parks thanks to his appreciation for the natural world and its calm ambience.

Aino looked towards him for a moment, before turning her gaze back up at the sky, not much caring for whoever decided to talk to her.

“Wonderful.”, she replied, rolling her eyes. She was laying on the ground staring at the sky, how was it supposed to be going? Well, she supposed this guy just wanting to strike a conversation, she shouldn’t get annoyed too quickly.

Aino was notably different from everyone else. Her sense of fashion was very unique, bat’s wings on her headband and shoes, wearing bows with eyeballs. Her electric green-ish blue eyes looked bored as she made her way through the streets, thinking about what to do. A necklace hung around her neck, a golden pendant hanging from it. In the middle of it was her soulmate-gemstone, the golden pendant around it decorated with intricate engravings.

boeyboy:

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boeyboy:

On the opposite end of town lived a surprisingly lonely human for how nice he acts around everyone else. His gentle, down to earth personality letting him be able to get along with many people but unfortunately, at heart he’s an introvert, preferring time to himself rather than other people. This of course, combined with some emotional instability, led him down a path of loneliness and isolation, still going out on long walks to clear his mind but the weights of a thousand regrets crushing him like a boulder strapped to his back. But he kept on going, for the sake of everyone else and mostly for himself. He had soft, black hair, deep hazel eyes and wore plain, sometimes patterned, dark clothes, his only accessory being a fancy watch with intricate engravings and his expectedly small soulstone holding the hands in place. Today would be like any other day for him, taking a nice long walk around town to clear his mind from all of the regret and pain that haunts his fragile mind, usually sticking to avenues and parks thanks to his appreciation for the natural world and its calm ambience.

Aino yawned, stretching her arms out wide. She was incredibly bored.

She didn’t really care about soulmates, so she didn’t care if her stone was a rarer one or not. One of the rarest she’s been told, but why would she care? She’s already been alive for so long, getting depressed over potentially never finding her soulmate would just be dumb.

She started humming as she walked, deciding the park would be the best place to go. Going cloud watching was one of the only good things humans did, as far as she was concerned.

As she begins walking down this park, this young man, who was wearing his usual grey hoodie, black shirt, dark blue jeans and black trainer combo, just so happens to be sitting down casually on a nearby bench, looking up at the trees in front of him. His soft face was completely deadpan, being so focused on calming his thoughts that his facial expressions were no longer his concern. The only thing that kept him from going completely deadpan however were his eyes, which occasionally blinked and squinted for seemingly random moments. Oh and did I mention he wears a surprisingly fancy pair of prescription glasses? No? Oh, well there you go.

Aino noticed the guy sitting on a bench, but was completely content to ignore him. Why would she care about some random stranger after all? She was just fiddling around with her braids as she walked, looking around for a spot of grass. Once she found one, she plopped down and let herself fall onto her back, putting her arms beneath her head to pillow it some.

She stared at the clouds up ahead, one leg propped up and the other laying flat on the ground. She stood out with her pale skin and pink hair, but she really didn’t care about humans and what they thought. She didn’t care about pretty much anyone’s opinion.

Aino was notably different from everyone else. Her sense of fashion was very unique, bat’s wings on her headband and shoes, wearing bows with eyeballs. Her electric green-ish blue eyes looked bored as she made her way through the streets, thinking about what to do. A necklace hung around her neck, a golden pendant hanging from it. In the middle of it was her soulmate-gemstone, the golden pendant around it decorated with intricate engravings.

boeyboy:

On the opposite end of town lived a surprisingly lonely human for how nice he acts around everyone else. His gentle, down to earth personality letting him be able to get along with many people but unfortunately, at heart he’s an introvert, preferring time to himself rather than other people. This of course, combined with some emotional instability, led him down a path of loneliness and isolation, still going out on long walks to clear his mind but the weights of a thousand regrets crushing him like a boulder strapped to his back. But he kept on going, for the sake of everyone else and mostly for himself. He had soft, black hair, deep hazel eyes and wore plain, sometimes patterned, dark clothes, his only accessory being a fancy watch with intricate engravings and his expectedly small soulstone holding the hands in place. Today would be like any other day for him, taking a nice long walk around town to clear his mind from all of the regret and pain that haunts his fragile mind, usually sticking to avenues and parks thanks to his appreciation for the natural world and its calm ambience.

Aino yawned, stretching her arms out wide. She was incredibly bored.

She didn’t really care about soulmates, so she didn’t care if her stone was a rarer one or not. One of the rarest she’s been told, but why would she care? She’s already been alive for so long, getting depressed over potentially never finding her soulmate would just be dumb.

She started humming as she walked, deciding the park would be the best place to go. Going cloud watching was one of the only good things humans did, as far as she was concerned.

Enyo wandered the forest with a small smile on his face, since the storm he had erected a cottages which was small on the outside but big inside so that it didn’t damage the surroundings. It was made of magic technically so no humans would stumble upon his home. He still didn’t have a name nor face for the forest deity, he was just very thankful for permission to stay. @crushed-starrdust

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Elvin was very happy having Enyo here. It was just nice, and the animals of the forest were peaceful around him as well. They didn’t mind the little cottage, as well as visiting there. As long as Enyo was peaceful and kind, nothing and no one living in this forest would bother Enyo.

Elvin liked watching Enyo sometimes, rarely talking to him again -staying hidden most of the time, though not so that Enyo couldn’t see him if he would try.

The deity was currently on a small clearing, tending to some flowers. Humming some melodies he remembered as he helped them grow, and made sure no weeds would kill the little flowers.

“I hope not to have disturbed you.” He spoke softly eyes shifting to the surrounding trees for a moment. “Do you have a name fair deity? So I have a calling for you, though if this isnt desirable you have no obligation to tell.” Enyo asked but quickly added that he didn’t have to tell him. He was just curious after all.

He walked forwards, kneeling across from him with his hands resting in his lap. “if you want me gone, you still need to merely utter the words and I’ll be gone before the world sighs another breath.”

“You have not.”, Elvin replied, curiously watching what Enyo was doing. “I myself do not bear a name, but share the one of the forest. Elvin, the friend of elves.”, he answered, smiling. He had never gotten his own name, or at least he didn’t think so. He just shared the forest’s name, since he was the forest as much as it is him.

“Your company is very desirable. We enjoy your kind and caring nature, helping the forest and its inhabitants thrive.”, he hummed softly.