#Aeseli

[chairkind]

i want to live and die together with you, and be buried so intertwined that people will have no idea where you end and i begin.

[rikuamai]

Gay ppl on Halloween

[birbs-draws]

T&I Gertelisop bc they’ve been on my mind recently! 🌻🔮⚰️

[prettymorgueboy]

“O Sol pediu a Lua em casamento” 🌓🌃

Elisop for me and my husbands anniversary @etherealsprout

[bruhger]

10/30/19

[loveliepa]

Light (Elisop)

pairing: Aesop Carl x Eli Clark

media: Identity V

word count: 620

Synopsis: Just Aesop crushing on Eli and doing his makeup.

Something Aesop could have never imagined: Eli in his room and Aesop doing his makeup. Shaking, his gloved hands brushed back Eli’s fluffy hair and pinned it back leaving his face beautifully unobstructed. Aesop had never seen such beautiful eyes. Sparkles seemed to dance tirelessly through waves of pale blue. Aesop glanced at the discarded blindfold and wished he could see Eli’s eyes more often. The morning sun encased their faces in gold, and Aesop took one more long glance at Eli’s soft face before gathering his brushes.

“Close your eyes…” Aesop said. Eli politely nodded and obeyed, his long eyelashes resting upon gold-tinted cheeks. Aesop could not stop himself from admiring Eli for two moments too long. Embarrassed, he quickly snatched a brush and nervously swept his hair out of his face. His heart sped up as he leaned in closer to the man who had been plaguing his thoughts for months. He thought of the first day Eli had come up to him and started a conversation. How neat his clothes and mannerisms were in contrast to his messy brown hair. How Aesop had always wished to see his eyes and feel his hair.

A small smile emerged as Aesop pushed those thoughts away. Aesop carefully brushed Eli’s face, but not a moment later Eli laughed! Aesop stiffened. Why was Eli laughing? He could not have messed up this early!

“I’ve never had my makeup done before. It is… quite nice.” Eli said, leaning closer to Aesop. Aesop leaned back in return; Eli was making him nervous. Too nervous. He liked it? Aesop had hardly done anything, yet he says he likes it. Aesop scrutinized the other’s smiling face and returned more relaxed to his work. 

By now, there was nothing left of the morning sun’s rays except the warmth on the men’s faces. Aesop had pulled the gold right from the sun and draped it over Eli’s eyelids, so he shimmered with every move. Eli had always rivaled the sun in beauty and vitality, so Aesop conquered the sun for him. He traced the gold over the scars as well intimating an illuminated god.

“Open your eyes.” Aesop said softly.

“Do I look pretty, Aesop?” Eli asked. Aesop froze once again; of course, Eli was pretty, way more than pretty. He was the morning sun, the clearest ocean, and the brightest stars. Eli was the world. His beauty exceeded eathly descriptors, but how could Aesop say anything like this? Eli’s usually steady smile wavered. Aesop remained silent. Eli cautiously called out Aesop’s name.

“Yes, very pretty.” Aesop curtly replied. The sparkle in Eli’s eyes faded just a touch at the brevity of Aesop’s words. Aesop’s face contorted in worry, knowing he said the wrong thing. Eli quickly thanked Aesop and left, taking all the light in Aesop with him. Aesop felt empty. He could have told Eli every last thing he saw and felt, but he did not. He sat and stared into his empty room, eyes focused on something beyond physical. He stayed that way for a while.

Aesop let his eyes drift through his room. A flash of yellow. His gaze landed on the single yellow rose in the corner of the dull room. He delicately held the rose and slowly picked the thorns off. Then he scoured his room for paper and began to write. He wrote and wrote and wrote. Aesop filled the page with every thought and memory he could. Aesop then hurriedly shuffled to Eli’s room and set the letter and rose before his door. He rapidly knocked three times and then disappeared down the hallway. Aesop hoped that now Eli could see how much light he brought into Aesop’s life.

[elektroarkive]

A little doodle page of my idv au plus closeups

[mistilu]

⚰️🔮 Hamlet x Final Honor/Lunar Phase

• Hamlet is the prince of a well-known kingdom, having Final Honor as his personal guard. They grew up together, so they were kind of childhood friends, but always had a wall between them because of that. A difficult relationship between a guard that has to put his duty before his feelings, and a prince who decides to overlook his position, falling in love with his retainer.

• When they became adults, that wall only became thicker between them, but also Honor feelings for Hamlet too. Of course, Aesop was feeling something for him too, but he was in too of a comfort zone to try to break his already relationship with his feelings. But he never rejected said feelings, always growing together with him.

• This is when Lunar Phase appears for the first time. In some kind of dispute between Hamlet and Honor, Hamlet goes to the city alone (he forbids Honor to accompany him), and when he is wandering around a close forest at the night (or something like that) he meets a curious man in white robes, being bathed by the moonlight. He called himself Lunar Phase, and he and Hamlet became friends.

• When he is alone and has spare time, Hamlet would go to see Lunar, and he would always find him there. Their relationship becomes even closer with time but thing is that Hamlet cannot let go of his feelings for Honor either, because they were there in his heart for so many years. Even if at some point he and Lunar kissed, every time he is by Honor's side, feelings started to flow again, mainly because Honor seemed to start being suspicious of why Aesop always disappears (and maybe even jealous when Aesop tells him he met someone).

• Thing is that, plotwist, Honor and Lunar are the same person, and Lunar ended being without even trying to be, the persona Eli can trust to be free without duty bonds that make him push Hamlet away, but at the same time is making things go even harder between them, because Honor is starting to feel jealous of the freedom his other self have. Also he is lying to Aesop too.

• At some point when a battle between kingdoms happened, Honor was hurt protecting Hamlet, making him limp for a while. At the same time, when Hamlet visits Lunar, he notices that he has a bandaged ankle, but he takes it only as a coincidence because in his mind he would never pic Honor acting like Lunar, he was too stiff and correct for that, also Honor pushed his feelings a long time ago, there was no way that those things could be related.

• And still like that, the unsettling feeling was left in Hamlet's heart, itching him every time he saw both men. Not only he had to choose if is free enough to leave his feelings for Honor since he and Lunar had chemistry too, or to leave Lunar in order to protect what always was precious for him with Honor.

• In the end, by Honor's mistake, Hamlet notices a strange mark of a moon in his back, the same once he saw in Lunar once when they did you know what once, and that's when everything I babbled here makes sense, Honor having to confess that indeed, he and Lunar were the same person all the time... and that he loves Hamlet too, but he is unable to accept to be with him because they weren't born to be together...

• They fight, they cry, but in the end they kiss (and more), and now Honor would not only be his knight, but also his wife as Lunar too.

[aesethewitch]

When I was a kid, we moved into a house that had a huge lilac tree out front. It was mostly rotten, and it needed to be taken down before it fell. It took a while, but eventually, it was gone.

Mostly. A couple years later, little lilac babies popped out of the ground in its place. My mom was determined to get rid of them, because she'd planted a beautiful flower garden there, and the lilac trees would overshadow and kill the whole garden. I insisted on saving at least a few saplings. She said fine, but I had to dig them out and put them in pots myself.

So, I did. I spent days digging little lilac bushes out of the ground and putting them into pots. Some couldn't be saved, but some could. When all was said and done, I had five brand-new lilac saplings. Seven or eight years old, and it was my absolute pride and joy.

Three died due to sun scorching, severe drought that no amount of watering could save, and perhaps just being moved from their place in the ground. But two survived, and I was awfully proud of them! I'd go out and talk to them every single day. I watered them by hand and made sure they were fertilized properly. I learned all about their favored environments, and I was determined to make sure they lived.

One of my mom's friends saw what I was doing with the lilacs. She asked if she could have one to put in her backyard, and I agreed on the condition that she take very, very good care of it.

It's now fucking enormous. I'm talking ten feet tall and bursting with beautiful purple flowers every spring. My mom still gets updates each year as they start to bloom, which she forwards to me. And all I can think is, "That's my friend! Thriving some twenty years on, there it is."

The other tree nearly died, too. It lived in a pot for far, far too long. I wanted to plant it somewhere in my parents' yard, but my mom was reluctant. Eventually, we agreed to put it in the far back garden. It grew okay for many years, despite the shade, but in all these years, it's never bloomed.

Last year, the massive tree casting massive shadows over the lilac and the garden cracked in half and fell. It tumbled into the garden, crushing part of the nearby shed and destroying a few plants beneath it.

It missed my lilac by inches.

The clean-up is long done. The rest of the tree has been cut down, and my lilac has full sunlight for the first time in fifteen years. It won't bloom this year, I know. But it's got new shoots up. It's taller than ever. I spent half an hour a few weeks ago praising it for surviving all this time, dreaming about its future and telling it how I believe it'll become the tall beauty it's always been meant to be.

I think next year, I'll see flowers.

[elisopshipper]

OMG MY DADDIES AAAAAAH 💗💗💗💗💗💗

MIS LOQUITOS

[hannibalismos-jaaneman]

the sole and devastating problem with monkey man is that it will literally never be able to push past the people who think the concept of the film disrespects hanuman ji to be exposed in an environment where people see it for more than its name.

[rikuamai]

My lovlies

[birbs-draws]

i saw a pose reference post and i was possessed immediately ⚰️🔮

[prettymorgueboy]

[ Nymph award??? That was an aeseli wedding everyone else was simply a guest. ]

Y’all know the drill this was made for me and my bf to match icons on Tumblr

[hauxicrook]

Guys unreal, I was literally thinking that I should start talking to this person cuz the person seemed pretty chill and cool, and uska hi samne se msg aagaya